But can you imagine an AU with Sam as a crossroads demon? And he’s so particularly anal about his summons that he won’t budge for anything but perfection even when he’s already been summoned? He’ll just hover in the bushes and scream out proper pronunciation and ritual procedures until he deems them fit and then he’ll walk out all smooth and sleek like “Was that really that hard, illiterate asshole? Now what the fuck do you want?”
He was a rare and unknown kind of witch. Legend has it that he is the strongest healer that they have ever come across. Then there are those who have seen him kill with the snap of his fingers. After all, he wouldn’t be the first Winchester to use their powers for evil.
Those who have supposedly encountered him don’t ever speak of him. They say that they can feel his intense hazel eyes watching their every move. It wasn’t stalking, however- the intense gaze was warm, and protective. His presence was a warm, comforting blanket for the small town.
There was always hushed whispering of Sam Winchester sprinkled throughout the town. No matter where you go, you can’t escape it.
In a tiny cabin hidden in the woods is where he presides. He watches over the people, keeping them safe from any sort of danger. Even from people like him.
For many years to come, he will continue to protect the strange people of this tiny little town. Nobody truly expects him to come out of his cabin- but there is still that anticipation laced throughout the town. The anticipation of possibly finding the Sam Winchesters walking among them- while they don’t know what he looks like, they know his presence.
The only thing that the townspeople can do is wait.
i asked for some prompts on twitter, and one of the ones i received was “the impala as a dragon” so i came up with a little spn medieval fantasy au! grumpy little sam is probably my favorite
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