land of extremely stupid crossovers

He was going to embroider on some protective sigils next but then the little snotbucket became contagious.

Let’s pretend that’s really lightweight, super flexible tubing. How else do you get salt into the hem of a blankie but still make it washable?? …I have a curious way of over- and then under-thinking these things ._. But think about how when you’re scared of monsters you hide under your blanket, because if you can’t see them they totally can’t see you amirite. KID LOGIC. Only for Sammy it would actually work ;3; (to a degree).

littlelaceboots:

dakt37:

So I hear Dean is now Cooking Mama.
(Headcanons welcome as to who made Sammy’s moose hoodie.)

Dean lined up his ingredients next to the plastic mixing bowl. Eggs, milk, batter and oil all ready to be thrown together. He reached for the drawer next to him, contents clattering as it opened, and pulled out a whisk. The stove was already heating up so he had to hurry up if he wanted to have the pancakes ready before Sam was up. 
As he reached for the measuring cup he heard a little pitter patter of footsteps coming closer. Toes sliding across soft carpet, light with enthusiasm. 
“Hey Sammy! Happy Birthday!” exclaimed Dean as his little brother entered the room. Sam’s face was plastered with a huge grin that made his cheeks hurt a bit.

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*UTTERLY DELIGHTED SQUEALING*

littlelaceboots:

dakt37:

So I hear Dean is now Cooking Mama.

(Headcanons welcome as to who made Sammy’s moose hoodie.)

Dean lined up his ingredients next to the plastic mixing bowl. Eggs, milk, batter and oil all ready to be thrown together. He reached for the drawer next to him, contents clattering as it opened, and pulled out a whisk. The stove was already heating up so he had to hurry up if he wanted to have the pancakes ready before Sam was up. 

As he reached for the measuring cup he heard a little pitter patter of footsteps coming closer. Toes sliding across soft carpet, light with enthusiasm. 

“Hey Sammy! Happy Birthday!” exclaimed Dean as his little brother entered the room. Sam’s face was plastered with a huge grin that made his cheeks hurt a bit.

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*UTTERLY DELIGHTED SQUEALING*

So I hear Dean is now Cooking Mama.
(Headcanons welcome as to who made Sammy’s moose hoodie.)

So I hear Dean is now Cooking Mama.

(Headcanons welcome as to who made Sammy’s moose hoodie.)

SOME DE-AGED!SAMMY FOR YOUUUU <3

Plus a little Unca Gabe a la this convo with Sydney XD

Sick Sammy

myalienlover:

One Shot about de-aged!Sammy getting sick and not wanting to tell Dean.

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I wish I wasn’t such an embarrassingly slow reader, because I’d love to record myself reading deaged!Sammy fic people send me so you know I’m not just using tumblr hyperbole when I talk about how much squealing and flailing I do. Seriously, my cat was highly unamused.

Everyone should go read this now, but if you miss it don’t worry because I’ll eventually do an illustration and reblog it again because YES <3<3<3

ughfinewhatever:

So, the first one is based on Little Child in which Sam is deaged when his relationship with Dean is strained, and Dean isn’t proud of how his young (again) brother sees him. It’s awesome and you should read it!

The other two are basically based on Dakt’s awesome drawing AU where Dean and Cas are raising a young Sam together and get into all types of hijinks. I attempted Uncle Gabriel as well, but it turned out horribly, so no.

Sam meets Crowley ((Written especially for Dakt))

Crowley tilted his head to the side as he met the small boy’s gaze. 

“So this is little Sammy, then?” 

“Yes, this is Sam.” Gabriel said, a protective hand grasping Sam’s shoulder.

“It’s nice to look down on him for a change, I must say.” Crowley smirked down at the child. “Do you remember me, Sam?”

Sam nodded carefully. “Yes. They ate your tailor.” Dean burst out laughing at the expression on the demons face. 

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Wee!Sammy story for you, mi amigo!

I was under the impression that I was the only one in love with the wee!sammy and Dean/Castiel playing mummy and daddy Au… But it turns out I was wrong! I really, really love all of your doodles you do, and the fics you’ve done*. So I thought I’d share my AU fic with you. :D

*dakt note: i haven’t written any fics. all the fics on my blog are submissions from others <3

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Castiel wasn’t entirely sure how he ended up with a four year old child clutching to his leg. All he had wanted to do was to go to Sam and speak with him about… About… Something important, surely. But when he had appeared, he was immediately pushed back several inches by a small, brown haired child. Castiel awkwardly patted the boy’s head. 

“Um… May I help you, child?”

The boy looked up, and Castiel’s eyes widened at the all to familiar puppy dog eyes. “Samuel?”

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AAAAUGH. I DREW THIS A FEW DAYS AGO AND THEN FORGOT ABOUT IT, AND NOW I HAVE PERSPECTIVE AND ALL I CAN SEE IS HOW BAD IT IS. I’M REALLY SORRY, ANON ;A;

also i lost cas somehow and had no idea who fran is so it became a random nurse who became martha jones because she never gets enough love, especially in crossovers.

BUT I STILL REALLY LIKE THE IDEA OF ILLUSTRATING INBOX FIC SO IF ANYONE’S UP FOR IT I PROMISE TO TRY TO SUCK LESS NEXT TIME

HA HA WHAT NOW

Once upon a time, I

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but then

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so I

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But alas, for

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SO THEN I DID, HAHA. THE END.

HERE IS THE WORKING LINK: Starting From Scratch

AND YOU SHOULD ALL GO READ IT BECAUSE MY HEART

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