We're Family

{ Indie Sam Roleplay created 11/07/2013 }

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My best friend is coming to stay with me for a few Days and I likely won't remember them haha but I will be taking time to rp before bar hopping! Love you all and Sammy feels coming soon!!

[hisweakspot]

I have Thursday and Friday off and I swear I'll be here! I've been drinking too much and rping too little. Winter is always hard, but roleplaying helps and I love you all.

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Ooc

I'm out getting sloshed with my friend for her 21st. So I won't be back, or if I am I won't be very productive.

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Psssst lovelies, if anyone wants to plot hit up my ass box. I'll be at work until 5:30 but when I get home I am rping all night.

[forgetdean-deactivated20140624]

[hisweakspot]

Don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.

My name is Dean Winchester. Six years ago I met an angel. I fell in love with that angel. Now, that...

guise, go follow this Deen, seriously, the mun is so sweet and their dean is koala-tea and we should all encourage each other to rp more, yes? 

[vapequeen666]

let me sleep in ur stupid t-shirts and hold ur dumb hand u piece of shit

[hisweakspot]

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you did NOTb r e a k me.                  —— i’m [ still ] fighting. 

[hisweakspot]

(masturbation prompt) Dean raised his eyebrows at the sight of his brother sprawled out on the bed. It wasn't the first time he'd caught his little brother masturbating, nor the first time it sent a spread of heat through him, and he grinned at his brother's cute fumbling in an attempt to cover himself up. "You want a little help, kiddo?" He licked his lips, smirking.

" —D-Dean s-shit." Sam tried to cover his body, but he was so close to the edge that even with the shock on his face his hips jumped against the pillow on his crotch. "What? S-stop fucking with me Dean and get out!" 

[threedragsfromabullet-blog]

Dean shrugged, leaning forward to hover over his brother, laying a hand on his thigh. “Dunno. Maybe I’m just tired. Tired of wasting my time and yours as we try to pretend we don’t want each other. Sam, we’re hunters. Society stopped owning us a long time ago. So d’you want me to blow you or not?"

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Sam felt the jolt of heat shoot from his thigh straight to his groin from his brothers hand. Subconsciously he could feel his head nodding along to Dean's words, because he was speaking the truth, they hardly existed in the normal world now, they could be whatever they wanted. And damn, if he didn't want this he didn't know what he wanted. "F-fuck yes, Dean, please." 

[repentiisms-archive-blog]

“ I don’t know; Sammy doesn’t think he’s hot – bit of a downer. ”

“ A friggin’ week, man – Jesus, don’t listen to her. ”

[hisweakspot]

"What the hell are you getting at?"

               "Dude, you better not stay around me that whole time, I cannot handle two Dean's for a week."

[rellapsus]

"You shouldn’t say things like that. You know I’d do it..she is pretty smokin’."

—“Ok no one is worse then Becky—”

[hisweakspot]

"I really worry about your mental stability sometimes."

[ Shrugs ] "You're getting there, dude." 

[whskeybentarchive]

     Don’t diss it bro. [ trademark smirk appears on his lips then, moving to retrieve another two beers from the bartender. ]

[hisweakspot]

[ takes the beer, slugging it down surprisingly fast. ] Whatever Dean, looks like you got a fan. [ the smug grin appears on his face, nodding towards a very old, very unattractive woman who is waving in Dean's direction. ]

[thequeendaughter-archive]

No Choice But to Tell: Sam & Thea

Thea felt weird. She was dizzy and lightheaded as she stumbled down the street. A wave of heat washed over her as her hand connected with the rough surface of the brick wall beside her. Oh, something was wrong. She fumbled for her phone, calling Oliver was the only thing her muddled mind could process doing, but the device slipped from her grasp and crashed to the ground. Shit. She couldn’t pick it up, she could barely breathe. Was she dying? Was this what death felt like?

It took some serious energy for her to just blink as someone grabbed a hold of her shoulder. She blinked up at the face of the stranger, just a mere boy no older then her, and opened her mouth to answer his question of ‘are you okay?’ but what came out was, “I’m dating my brother!” Her eyes widened as the symptoms abated as soon as the words left her mouth. Well…shit.

[hisweakspot]

Sam was minding his own business, honestly, when wasn't he? Dean was gone out with Dad on a hunt and of course he was pouting about it. They always left him here to school, and he hated that now Dean was old enough to go out on hunts regularly with Dad. Stepping out of the library, several books in hand, Sam could see the girl, most likely his age stumbling to the ground. 

Dropping his books, Sam ran to her side and grabbed a hold of her shoulder, to help her up from the ground. He was concerned, Dean had always said humans could be the worst monsters of all, had someone drugged her. But when she answered his question his face flushed brightly and he had to struggle to keep the shock off his face. His surprise quickly turned to anger. "Did someone put you up to this? Is this some kinda fucking joke? I'm not dating my brother. I wish you assholes would drop it!" This year had been tough, every school he attended seemed to pick up on his relationship with his brother and it was getting old very fast. 

[lawboys]

(1.06)

[butyouaremymess]

sam winchester meme: sam + colors [green]

[hisweakspot]

[ Good enough. He picked up the pace, flicking his wrist occasionally. He didn’t quite know what Sam liked - yet. Leaning forward, he presses his lips against Sam’s. Might as well. ]

[ Sam groaned at his brother's chest. His hands grappled at Dean's shoulders, pressing their bodies together, electricity jolted through his body at the touch of his brother's lips to his own. A deep growl escaped his lips as his fingers dug just a tad to hard into his brother's back.] Dean.