glory

| “I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive.“

[unicorn-lore]

Brothers so in love they literally went to Hell and back for each other. Multiple times.

Brothers so in love they unleashed Biblical horrors upon the Earth to save each other. Multiple times.

Brothers so in love they defied the will of God himself to stay together. Multiple times.

[coca-colas-truck-driver]

john didnt notice at first, and dean doesnt remember if that encouraged him to continue or not. sams pacifier had been lost in the fire, the baby scared and crying in dean’s arms as he held him while his father tried to explain what he saw to the firefighters. john had sounded like a blubbering mess of a man, sounded mad as he told them about how his wife had been pinned to the ceiling, her white night dress stained with her blood and guts. while dean craddled sam in his small arms, watched his baby brother’s face go from being wrinkled up in anguish to a soft and sweet expression of contentment at being offered dean’s own small thumb. dean had giggled, cooing at his younger brother like he’d done when tucking him in bed with mom.

itd continued after that night, john being too preoccupied, for the short time they still lived in that house, with staying up and doing rounds around the house. checking the salt lines around the doors and windows, and drawing symbols on the walls and floors to ward away whatever he could find a deterrent for.

dean doesnt remember those days well, remembers a few nights of staying up with his father while sammy slept cradled in his lap, stirring every time dean tried to take his thumb away.

by the time john realized, it was only a year or so later, muttering something about how its good he’s taking care of sam. it had made dean smile to himself, smoothing the chestnut hair.

but by the time sam was four, it wasnt as cute. john was starting to make comments about how sam wouldnt of even had a pacifier this long, furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes looking down at his eldest son as he told him to quit that “sissy” shit.

dean had stopped doing it where john could see, retreating to the dark shadows of the backseat of the impala, sam in the middle seat next to him with his head on dean’s shoulder. sam wouldnt be able to sleep even though he’d just been out like a light forty five minutes ago before john woke them up to leave, whispering under the loud rattle of music shaking from the speakers sam would tell dean “just till i fall asleep?”

dean would oblige, sneaking his hand around sam’s shoulders and nudging his thumb against his little brother’s mouth. sam would open, sucking softly at the rough pad of dean’s thumb. sam would be out in less than a minute, rocked to sleep by john speeding down an empty highway. dean would smile, wiping sam’s spit off on sam’s pajama shirt as his nose wrinkled up.

it continued well after sam started school, his baby brother nudging his chin against dean’s palm once they’ve laid down for the night in scratchy, stained sheets on top of a lumpy mattress. dean would make any kind noise that wouldn’t disturb their dad in the bed beside their’s, and sam would take it as affirmation. pink lips would wrap around the base of his thumb before sammy’s eyelids would flutter shut. he continued the practice of pulling his thumb away after sam fell asleep. the kid was getting older, and they should of quit it years ago. john already hadnt approved of the habit when sam’s mouth wasnt the only thing making puberty extra hard for dean.

by the time dean was sixteen, he was still letting sam suck on his thumb to go sleep. only now, sam would lay down on his stomach, cheek pressed against dean’s knee as the boy blinked up at him.

it was dean’s own fault, he’d offered sam his thumb when they were watching some cartoon and instead of taking a nap like dean thought he would have, sam had let dean practically hold his head up with his palm while he suckled on the calloused thumb.

dean offered sam the remote, carding his fingers through sam’s hair as his little brother propped himself up on his elbows to scroll through the channels. he picked some action movie, and dean chuckled as he took the remote back from sam when offered, setting it on the side table behind his head.

dean readjusted before sam settled back in, the back of his neck dug into the armrest of the couch, but he barely noticed as sam laid back between his legs, lips parting around a silent, contended sigh as dean slid his middle and ring finger in. sam wrapped his lips around the second knuckles, his tongue subconsciously tracing the seam between the two digits as his half-lidded eyes looked over to the television.

dean didnt pay attention to the explosions and repetitive sound of guns firing, focused on the way sam would occasionally readjust the way his mouth was sucking. he could see it as much as he could feel it, his soft pink tongue taking up too much room as he swallowed the spit that had collected in his mouth when he was in a daze before he’d blush a little more. dean would pet his hair occasionally, barely having to focus on not letting his blood rush south. it was like muscle memory at this point around his little brother.

sam would gnaw softly, barely paying attention, and dean would hiss every time his teeth dug in a little too much. sam would run his tongue over the base of his fingers, eyebrows drawn together in a silent apology. it made dean feel dirty, pulling his fingers out of his baby brother’s mouth as he wiped his fingers off on the shoulder of sam’s shirt. “lunch time, kiddo?”

[novakstogive]

Sam & Dean Winchester SUPERNATURAL — Deleted Scenes: "Pilot"

[devoteesam]

i love how much worse dean gets about sam after hell, it shows so well both the trauma inflicted on him and the sadism he adopted/gave into. he got so much more possessive and controlling, what he already had been before, but 100% worse. to top it all off with immediately being given a changed sam, hurt and being manipulated? perfect recipe for him to never recover from.

[horrorshow]

When Azazel said to Sam “It was about you. It’s always been about you” and “You’re the one I’m rooting for” and “Sammy, you’re my favorite”. He’s the only one who understands Supernatural.

[starsandsalvation]

I try to stay out of the fandom beef but I saw a tweet that Dean would choose Cas over Sam and I fear that some of you don't watch scenes that Cas isn't in. Dean literally tells Sam there's nothing that he would put in front of Sam and he is SPECIFICALLY responding to Sam thinking Dean would choose Cas or Benny over him.

That's not subtext, it's text.

[moonyandmore]

Dean girls are like „yeah he’s amazing“ but Sam girls are like this boy is the center of the universe and everything traces back to him

[sammy-the-boyking]

obsessed with s8 sam saying “a motel is not actually part of the town it’s in. it’s not part of… anywhere”. you know. sam who’s spent his whole life on the road staying in motels. sam who’s always felt like the odd one out. sam who’s never felt like he fit in anywhere. belonged anywhere. anyways

[sisterblood]

im so obsessed with how, in any dean ship that isn't wincest, the amulet dangles, dominating the scene. Sam isn't here but he is, he is always with dean including when he's fucking and Sam KNOWS it, has always known it. it's like chekovs gun but for incest

[supernaturalarchive]

1x13 Route 666

SupernaturalArchive.com

[weaksspot]

i miss wincest so bad i wish the tumblr tag wasn't just 84 identical blogs that were somehow all only created in the last 2 weeks talking about dean raping sam pregnant in the attic with ethel cain playing or some bullshit

[playthings2007]

[carrotfricker]

"spn is about found family" yeah found dead

[willbbg]

my little kitties ,’3

[stanfordsweater]

for the love of god. does anyone else find this indecent

[punchedbymarkesmith]

Many reasons to ship Wincest, but one of them is that, after the six trillion heinous traumatic things that happen to them in canon, they should be allowed a little desperate handjobs with open mouthed needy kisses in the dark on those scratchy motel sheets, some enrichment in their goddamn hellish enclosure.

[impalaphilia]

negligent discharge this negligent discharge that i'm gonna negligent discharge in your mouth <- things sam said when he was younger and dean was trying to teach him basic gun safety <- things dean responded to the expected way, like jamming his [unloaded but sam doesn't know that] pistol in sam's mouth and saying okay, little brother. safety's off. now what?