Samuel Winchester

Samuel Winchester (Sam will do just fine though, don't call me Sammy), hunter, two brothers (one dead), both parents deceased, born in Kansas, life on the road, learned how to field strip a rifle when I was six. Fairly fluent in latin, with a smidge of enochian to boot. Now for the tricky bit…

Fed demon blood at six months old, developed psychic powers when I hit around about twenty one, Lucifer’s true vessel, breaker of the final seal to begin the apocalypse, ex-demon blood junkie. Twenty eight going on twenty nine. Soul about 210 years old.

Engaged to Lucifer, living back in Kansas. Not far from my newly resurrected parents, my brother Dean and his angel Cas.

You want to know more? Check out 'The Road so Far', Or you could always just ask me...

potential targets

plaidalecki:

#sam can’t sleep #it’s his first night at stanford and he has a lecture early the next morning - his first university lecture - and he can’t sleep #the sheets feel wrong and the pillow is too soft and the walls are blank white slates of nothing #he can’t hear dean’s steady breaths and soft snores beside him. the rustle of sheets that tells him his brother is near #everything feels empty and for the first time in his life dean isn’t an arm’s reach away #sam can’t sleep

(Source: jennycockles)