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Weecest my babies
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summer days. Dean working at a local garage and Sam spending the days reading and waiting for Dean to come home.
more porn battle, prompt: John/Dean, gun
BLUE EARTH
A sequel to COLD SPOT and LOVE FROZEN OVER
Sam/Dean, circa 1998
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Summary: After the events of Cold Spot, what Dean wants doesn’t always align with what Sam needs.
Warnings: underage, dub con, bruises, biting, rough sex, overstimulation, sadomasochism, rape fantasy
the kind of dirty
where the water never cleans off the clothes
and that is eternity - a samjack fanfic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
rating: explicit
word count: 6905
warnings: graphic depictions of violence, pseudo-incest, canonical character death
summary: Jack is now human, experiencing all the difficulties with it, and he's struggling. Sam asks him to go on a case with him, and they head for the Santa Fe forest in New Mexico. It sounds straightforward enough, and could be a good distraction. However, when Sam gets gravely injured, it's up to Jack to save his life and get them out of danger.
art below the cut!!
idk, err, dean is marking sam 🪷🩷
when you pass your exam so you lowkey have to draw sam deepthroating the colt as a celebration#relatable
HIII i missed tumblr so much.. will get to dms soon.. hellllauurerr
I can't forget the taste of you
same dean same..
i can’t stop slutting sammy out. going thru my blog u would think im just a sammy stan but i actually love both brothers equally😭 it’s just more fun to draw sam being a whore. n e ways sammy show hole.
hey bud, would you mind pinning me to something and letting me struggle against your weight for a while? it’s good for my mental health
samxdean size difference at one point was so ridiculous
Dean still scoops Sam up without effort, slinging him over his shoulder whenever Sam’s whining or lagging behind
Dean thinks Sam’s head feels so small in his palm when he pats him to calm him down or to annoy
When they walk side by side, Sam has to take two or three steps to keep up with one of Dean’s strides
Sam fit perfectly under Dean’s chin, and Dean would rest his head there without even thinking about it
Sam always feels safer when he can hide behind Dean
When Dean laces up Sam’s sneakers, Sam’s feet look tiny next to Dean’s worn-out boots
Dean rolls up Sam’s cuffs for him so he doesn’t trip
Dean’s hands are rough and calloused, Sam’s are tiny and soft
Sam has to tilt his head all the way back to look up at Dean, and Dean secretly loves that view
Dean’s chest works like a pillow for Sam in the backseat of the Impala
When Sam sits on Dean’s lap, his whole body fits easily, legs dangling way past Dean’s knees
Sam would step on Dean’s boots while they were standing still, just to feel taller for a moment
samdean lazily making out on the couch in some shitty motel while their dad’s away.
it's dark and quiet, save for the TV playing cartoons and the air conditioner whirring and buzzing when it clicks on. cool breeze sweeps in from outside thanks to the damaged window frame, but they’re so warm; blankets strewn over the couch, over top of dean’s back, and sam, of course, has dean to blanket him.
they breathe each other’s air, giggling and nipping playfully at each other’s lips, dean occasionally tackling sam just to deepen his kisses. their legs tangling together, their arms draped around each other. dean's hands snaking their way under sam's sweater, sam's hands raking through dean's hair, both secretly memorizing every inch and curve of the other's body.
sweet, saccharine, perfect bliss. ‘til their dad walks in, of course.
Love this!
DEAN WINCHESTER in one random episode per day ▸ 024 /364 02.06 NO EXIT
dean loves embarrassing sam by slipping his hand into the back of sam's jeans to fingerbang him when they don't have time for a fuck or can't risk getting undressed enough for a quickie.
so like... what if sam had a daddy kink and dean was fucking him hard and fast with two fingers rubbing his clit and his dick bruising up his little brothers insides. his mouth is hot on sammys jaw, biting, sucking and bruising and sam is so overstimulated, his thighs are quivering and his lower lip is trembling and he's not even moaning anymore just letting out little hurt gasps that make dean lift him up and fuck into him harder. sams long legs wrapping quickly around his hips as dean fists his hair and
and its so rough and good and sam can feel dean everywhere, inside, knows dean will never let him fall, has known this since he woke up from his first nightmare and crawled into his big brother's bed instead of his father's.
dean bites at his lower lip and grabs sams ass, grinds them together and sam is close. so close, and so out of it that the word just slips out.
"daddy," gasped and wretched and shameful as his body is wrought with spasms. a single word and dean cums immediately, fucking them both through it brutally, so that sam lets out a pained sob when dean presses him back against the matress. sam doesn't say it again though, mouth almost screwed shut as dean fucks him and twists his nipples and bruises his thighs, as tears slide down his face.
dean fucks him again and again until he gets what he wants, that word sobbed again and again, chanted like prayer. like truth.