#mpreg!wincest

[supernaturalkickparty]

Hi, I was wondering if anyone else remembers a fic with Sam leaving for Stanford and he doesn't know he's pregnant. I had started reading it a while back and lost the link to it. I remember Jessica is his roommate and Dean shows up when Sam is like halfway through his pregnancy. If anyone knows what it's called I would really appreciate it.

[thebrotherswholoved]

dean: your children make me sick

sam:

sam: okay I’m sorry your morning sickness sucks but did you have to word it like that

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s+d’s kid: papa, how did the baby get in your tummy?

sam: uh...your dad put it there

kid: [looks at dean] that wasn’t very nice

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sam: [to cas] being a dad is amazing and dean has been bonding really well

with—

sam: DEAN FUCKING WINCHESTER OUR BABY IS NOT SIMBA PUT HIM DOWN

[thebrotherswholoved]

cas: hey d—

dean, with sam sleeping on his lap and the baby sleeping in a babybjörn: you talk, move, breathe, or even blink and I’m coming for you

[thebrotherswholoved]

sam: I fucking hate you so goddamn much, you prick!

dean: is...is the epidural kicking in yet?

sam:

sam: does it fucking look like it’s kicking in

[thebrotherswholoved]

imagine: mpreg!wincest edition

Think about how the boys would tell their family and friends, like Cas, Bobby, Charlie, Kevin, Jody, and Garth, that they’re expecting. Dean would obviously rather not tell they, but Sam insists on not having to explain why he’s holding a baby that may or may not be theirs in six months.

With their friends, it’s pretty simple. They invite them all over for pizza and Netflix, someone offers Sam a beer and he declines, leading to their reveal of their relationship and baby-in-progress.

“Hey, dude, you on a detox or somethin’?” Kevin snickers from across the research table, sliding Sam an IPA.

Sam slides it back with one hand on his stomach and a stupid happy grin. “No, it’s just not good for the baby.”

Dean and Sam both agree that telling Cas is more important than telling their other friends because, well, he’s Cas. Sam ends up printing an extra print of his sonogram and writing ‘To the World’s Greatest Guardian Angel’ on the back; but when the boys give it to him, he simply cocks his head.

“That’s what you wanted to tell me?” Cas looks up at the duo, squinting his eyes at the sonogram. “I’m an angel, not an idiot.”

Castiel continues researching, but before Sam and Dean leave the room, he turns to them with a smile. “Congratulations. I’m honored to be the child’s guardian angel.”

So far so good, until the big reveal comes along: Bobby. Dean’s especially nervous, given that the senior ginger is the only real father figure they’ve ever known. Sam’s waited until he’s three months gone and past the high miscarriage risk point to tell him and begins stressing as well: nobody knows how this’ll go. They begin by coming out as lovers, expecting a bad reaction.

Needless to say, they’re shocked when the man scoffs with a small smile. “Yeah, no shit. You idjits aren’t exactly quiet, but I just try to drown it out.”

Relieved, Sam and Dean hand their pseudo-dad a gift box, inside of which lies a onesie with the words ‘I Love My Grandpa’ on it. When he opens it, he starts to cry and starts to walk toward them; the boys wince and prepare for a beating until they’re wrapped in a hug.

Bobby’s bawling as he embraces his boys and when he lets go of them, he holds the garment to his chest and sniffles. “How far along are you, boy?”

“Three months yesterday,” Sam answers, Dean’s arm around his waist in a protective and loving gesture.

“Good,” the red headed hunter answers and offers his ‘sons’ another smile. “I have some time to build the little rascal a crib.”

In the end, neither of them remember why they were ever worried to tell everyone about their little one. They decide to bring their baby up with two things in mind: family doesn’t end in blood, and love knows no bounds.

[thebrotherswholoved]

ultimatum

summary: sometimes when we argue, we say things we don’t mean. other times, we say things that we mean more than anything

rating: NR/T

words: 1.8k

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