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alpha!dean who keeps poking a hole in the condoms and swapping sam’s birth control with sugar tablets
stalker!dean i love you come home
the concept of dean owning sam…that man has him COLLARED and probably also locked up in his basement
it goes like this:
the bullet pierces you the moment you see him inside his cushy stanford apartment, smooth hardwood flooring with no trace of motel carpet or the permanent, stale smell that clings to it. his hair is longer than you've ever seen it, long enough that dad would hate it but not enough to impair him as he sends your back thudding against the hardwood floors like he isn't a day out of practice. you fall back into brotherhood in the same way, as if you haven't awoken every morning in his absence instinctually glancing at the empty bed beside yours. as if you haven't spent the past two years hollow and aimless, not much of a person at all. as if there isn't a hole inside you, one partially filled by dad's presence when you follow him on hunts, but never by the booze or the hookups or the rush of blood in your ears after a fresh kill.
but, in that stanford apartment, the bullet breaches your skin and you could swear the hole inside you was never there at all. there's no longer an empty space beside you in the front seat nor the motel bed adjacent to your own, and you love it as much as you understand that it's no good. the bullet is still ricocheting within you, piercing and tearing things too vital to ignore, and you know it will destroy you both. having him by your side makes you weak, makes you hurt him and makes him hurt you, too: split lips and punches thrown and words neither of you mean but can never take back. and the bullet hurts like a bitch, feels as if it's turning your insides to mush. in your worst moments you wish it would just leave, convince yourself that you preferred the emptiness preceding it. but now that it's there you know it will never be the same as before; you know it will leave behind a larger emptiness than it found.
it does.
he's kneeling on the ground in front of you and all you hear is static. there could be gravel digging into your knees, but you wouldn't know; your entire body numb apart from where you're wrapped around him. you're shouting his name but nothing comes out. it's like you're in some horrific dream, running but never getting anywhere at all. your hand comes away from his back soaked in blood, and all you can think is that you've lived this moment in every nightmare but never pictured it quite like this. you're still talking with no idea what you're saying, but whatever it is, you know he believes you, and his cold face is in your palms as the weight of him slumps against you and you know, then, that he's gone. the bullet leaves, piercing right through your heart as it goes, and you're still holding him but he's dead because you dragged him out here, put a knife in his spine and a bullet in your own chest. and now all the organs and tissue and bone it pulverized are flowing from you, gushing endlessly through the gaping exit wound and onto the loose gravel at your knees, and you know you deserve it because he's dead and you're alive, even if it doesn't feel that way as the last of it spills out, leaving you hollow. completely hollow.
It’s couldn’t be Dean if he’s not slutshaming Sam
A heavy hand slapped against Sam’s cheeck, snapping his head aside. Messy hair covered blushing skin.
“Think about it,” Dean snarled, the words gritted out between clenched teeth. “Brady. Ruby. Lucifer. Michael.”
Each name was an accusation, punctuated by a punishing slam of his hips. He gripped Sam's jaw, forcing their eyes to meet in the dim light.
“Who else did you let fuck you who wasn't me?“
Sam's breath hitched, a moan of pleasure tangled with shame escaping his lips. “You're such a goddamn whore,“ Dean spat, his voice thick with disgust and a perverse kind of hunger.
“You probably even seduced our own father when I was busy. How old were you? Fourteen? Fifteen?“
A bitter, hollow laugh escaped him “I thought you were pure and innocent, but look at you now… just stupid used up cunt.“ Sam’s tear-stained eyes avoided the direct gaze, trying skittering away.
Dean drove into him again, a final, claiming stroke “Well, never mind, It will clean your insides.”
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Yeah, and they say destiel is better. Castiel is a celestial entity without a soul who took a man's body, possessed him and "kill" the owner. And then he possessed his daughter body. Where's the moral in this?
right??? I mean I love cas obviously, but you can’t make criticisms about morality when the show itself (and really I hate the morality argument for MOST shows) bends its own morals depending on the arguments it wants to make at each moment.
it just feels so dumb that most of antis arguments against wincest have to do with morality, and they act like destiel is some beacon of purity when id argue its just as morally dubious.
at least wincest is actually interesting!!
society if supernatural explored sam winchesters feelings on being touched without his consent
I’ve been obsessed w beach summer teenchesters recently
I’m just imagining John taking them on some hunt in Florida or California, them being left alone in a surfing town. They’d run down to the beach everyday, swim and roughhouse in the warm saltwater, tackle eachother on the beach until they were heat exhausted and sun-browned, the grit of sand sticking to the salt on their skin.
yall genuinely ship destiel and WE’RE the weird ones who need to be gotten rid of…
the fireworks, the black eye
trading blows on the fourth of july
- even, julien baker
saw these and immediately thought of wincest…like immediately
i’m just such a sucker for samdean gentle sex like. they’re sitting on a chair and sam’s riding dean but dean’s doing most of the work cause sam’s just so tired.. they have their arms wrapped around each other and sam has his face buried in dean’s shoulder while he whimpers and moans and his tired cock just flops uselessly as it pokes both their stomachs… and dean’s whispering praise and encouragement in sam’s ear the whole time even though sam’s so tired and exhausted cause it’s their 3rd round but how can dean stop???
Dean 100% gets his baby brother drunk so he can make out with him easier. I KNOW that man loves Sammy inhibition free
You can’t tell me he knows what roofies look like BY SHAPE and didnt test em out on Sam..
Sam wakes up the next morning wondering why he’s so sore and dean just shrugs and says “you musta slept on it funny”
I definitely see Dean getting Sam drunk in Season 4 and 5 - even though honestly some light emotional manipulation would've done it already
Roofies - MoC Dean probably, his worst traits get exacerbated which includes his need to possess Sam, even if he maybe doesn't quite want it
But yeah he would gaslight the shit out of Sam
sam and Castiel are so autistic I feel like they’d call each other after not seeing each other for a while just to sit in silence for 5 hours doing their own things until Cas is like “gotta go” and sam is like “this was so fun” and Cas was like “yea it really was” and they’re both being 100% genuine about it
being a sam or dean lover and hating either of them makes no fucking sense to me.
shipping aside, downplaying sam's character and relationship with dean is absolute insanity and i immediately know what you started watching supernatural for.
thank you for listening.
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