#spnwincest

[stanfordsweater]

—size difference in 1.05, bloody mary

y'know, sooner or later we're going to have to talk about this.

[wincestmas]

Would anyone potentially be interested in a special anniversary edition of wincestmas for 2025?

[preseriesdean]

across state lines

Cis girl!Sam/Dean, Early Seasons, E, 13k words

Tags: Dean POV, First Time, Possessive Dean (but not too overtly), Oblivious Dean, Denial, Accidental Voyeurism, Dean discovers he might have a marking kink, past Sam/Jess, Sam/OMC (briefly)

As Sam leaned in a second time, slowly, eyes wide and terrified, Dean wondered if this was just the inevitable culmination of two decades of blatant, unrestrained boundary-crossing; a steady descent into whatever hell they seem to have dug for themselves, together. Cis girl!Sam, set during s1 and 2.

[captainlilyuniverseworld]

Liar Liar

Sam and Dean Bingo Square filled: Monster/Creature AU

For @deanandsambingo

Ship: Established Sam/Dean Winchester

Rating: PG 13 for swearing

Word Count: 600

Summary: Dean gets bitten during a werewolf hunt, Sam's not willing to pull the trigger so fast.

Title: Liar Liar

Sam looked at his cell phone as Bobby’s name popped up on the screen for the eighth time in the last two hours. He glanced up and saw Dean still inside the gas station mini-mart paying for gas, and snacks, then back at the phone. 

It vibrated twice, and another voicemail notification popped up on the screen. He was tempted to throw it out the car window, but his fingers wouldn’t let go. 

“Eat,” Dean tossed a mini bag of donuts onto the seat between them as he got behind the wheel of the Impala. 

Last night Dean had been bleeding out on the backseat, now he looked like he was ready for a leisurely stroll through some garden. Not a hint of a mark on him, except for the faint bite marks that Sam could see peeking out from under his shirt collar. 

“Bobby called again,” Sam picked up the bag and opened it. 

He ate two and handed the bag back to Dean. 

“We can’t tell him,” Dean shoved a donut into his mouth, white powdered sugar dusting his lap. The impala’s engine sputtered a few times, before coming to life and Dean pulled out of the lot. “We’ll just, find some nice quiet spot, pull over, and-” 

“Abso-fucking-lutely not,” Sam looked at Dean. 

“Sam-” 

“No. I’m not going to put a fucking bullet in you Dean.” 

“Then don’t, I’ll do it myself,” Dean said. 

“Like hell you will,” Sam replied. 

“Sam, Sam, what the fuck are you doing?” Dean nearly slammed on the brakes as Sam took off his seatbelt. 

A car swerved to avoid hitting them, their car horn echoed in their wake. Sam used the opportunity and jumped from the car. 

“Sam! Damn it Sam,” Dean called after him. 

Sam kept walking. 

“God damn it Sam!” Dean caught up to him and grabbed his arm. 

“I’m not going to kill you Dean!” Sam looked at his brother. 

“Well it’s not like I can run around, out of my freaking mind one night a month,” Dean countered. “You know as well as I do, it’s the only way.” 

“Really? Cause you didn’t have that mindset when we thought I got infected with the Croatoan virus,” Sam reminded him. “Or when the angels wanted to kill me because I was Lucifer’s vessel. So what makes this time different huh? Give me one good reason why this is different and I’ll load the bullets into the gun myself. Maybe you won’t even turn into a werewolf. We’ve got a month until the next full moon Dean. A month…we can do a lot in a month Dean. Maybe there’s stuff in Dad’s journal that we don’t know, or experts or something, but there’s got to be steps before eatting a fucking bullet Dean.” 

Dean opened his mouth to speak and then closed it. 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” 

“Okay,” Dean nodded. 

He stepped closer to Sam when he was sure Sam wasn’t going to bolt again and brushed some of Sam’s hair back from his face. 

“We’ll do it your way Sammy.”

Sam dug his fingers into Dean’s jacket and with a tug pulled Dean in closer until he could rest his forehead on Dean’s shoulder and he could feel Dean’s solid weight against him. 

“But you have to have to swear to me,” Dean continued. “Swear that it…if we can’t find anything, and I got rogue…” 

Sam nodded and swallowed the lump in his throat. “I swear Dean. I’ll do it.” 

Dean didn’t say anything, just carded his fingers through Sam’s hair. 

They both knew it was a lie.

[enamouredwincests]

don’t mind me, i’m just watching supernatural again from the beginning and thinking about how whenever sam gets wounded or shows the slightest bit of discomfort, dean is immediately making sure that he’s ok. just. immediately going “sammy?!” in that worried tone of voice and cupping his face in the gentlest way possible. also, he punched sam in the episode where they met gordon and then he asked sam to punch him back when he realized sam was right about the case which was very considerate of him. what a sweetie.

[merakieros]

“It’s not like he’s never touched Dean before, but this is different. This time he touches with intent, brushing his thumbs over Dean’s nipples so that Dean arches up, gasping.” Keep reading in AO3

Collaboration for the SMPC with amypond45 

[qveersam]

↳ how to look at your brother 

[incestmurderbrosarchive]

did you see the light in my heart? did you see the sweat on my brow?