They do know we’re brothers, right? | 3.08 A Very Supernatural Christmas

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They do know we’re brothers, right? | 3.08 A Very Supernatural Christmas
You know what, though? And I'm a bit surprised.
I won't be going back to actively shipping Buddie, but...
Now that my ship's sunk, I think I might be able to go back and finish that last Husbros installment, their wedding story.
Wincest Anniversary!
Hey all! I was inspired by a friend to see who all would like to celebrate Wincest Wedding Anniversary? Im thinking maybe celebrate it on Aug 23? I feel like the bros got married on the show at the end of Season 8 during the church scene in Sacrifice so that was 8x23 which is why I think 8/23 is a good day to celebrate it. I know its a ways away but this gives everyone time to think of what they’d like to create for it!! Let me know if anyone would like this and if you think a better date or episode in which the boys went from bros to husbros, feel free to chime in and we can all discuss the formalities!!
Ok who’s with me? 💕🥰
Fuck me hard, Chris.
When @KillianAdam & @carloslindonyc get together, it becomes a photoshoot #FlirtSummit2017 @FlirtSummit #muscle #men #fit #body #swoll #model #sexy #husbro #husbros #bro #packlife #woof @husbros (at El Mangroove Hotel, Autograph Collection)
It’d take a lot more than trying to kill Sam with a hammer to make him want to walk away.
They do know we’re brothers, right? | 10.03 Soul Survivor
Hear ye hear ye
new installment of Husbros coming in the next few days.
Husbros teaser
Tiny teaser for upcoming installment of the Husbros series:
“Abby?” Rachel said, coming into the living room carrying the mail. She was home for Christmas from UCLA law school, where she was now an L2. “What, sweetie?” “Um, who’s Evan Buckley?” She was frowning down at an envelope. Abby’s head jerked up. “Buck?” “Oh, that’s Buck?” “Yeah, that’s his real name. What’s that?” She held out her hand. Rachel met her eyes, a significant look there. “Um, it feels like a wedding invitation.”