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My wincest homage to the best song ever!

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"This brother you're road tripping with. How do you feel about him?"

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Also can anyone direct me to a gifset where cas says the line ‘i could be your third wheel’ from season 8 cause Sam‘s face there takes me out everytime i see it 💀

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Just thinking…the irony, if those who insist that D/C was 100% canon, mutual and reciprocated, got an actual canon D/C romance in the show? Thing is, it’s also canon from the one romantic relationship (with Lisa) that Dean has, that, whatever he he might feel romantically for anyone, he still loves his brother more. Canonically, Dean’s relationship with Sam is more important to him than any romantic attachment, it’s more or less explicitly said by Lisa herself when she tells Dean that when Sam returned she knew things were over between them. So, sure, you could have a bisexual Dean in a gay relationship with Castiel - but that relationship would still come second to the love Dean feels for Sam.

You're absolutely right.

The fundamental story of Supernatural was always about Sam & Dean. So even if Dean was bisexual, into non-humans in general, and in lurve with Castiel specifically? At the end of the day, he'd still push aside any relationship with Castiel just as easily as he pushed aside Lisa the second Sam needed him. Or he thought Sam needed him. Or Sam was behind a locked door for five seconds and he got worried he wouldn't know immediately enough if Sam needed him.

Of course, hellers are just as much in denial about that as they are about how flimsy and projected all their evidence of D/C being a reciprocated romantic relationship is. That's what all the insistent meta about how the writers were totally breaking the codependency was about. Including sometime in season, I wanna say, 14, where they were convinced that this underlying backbone of the story had just been written out offscreen without mention because [rambling nonsense]. They were totally setting up Dean to transfer his codependent attachment to Castiel have a healthy romantic relationship as endgame!

Whether we're talking about their meta about Dean or about D/C being The One True Storyline of SPN, all they ever proved was that they didn't understand either.

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Text from Crush (R. Siken) and Inception (2010.)

All photo edits used with permission from the original artist: @jensenandtheboys (first pair of photos) and @lemondropsonice (the rest.) Thank you lovelies for allowing me to use your art for my project.

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Imagine how many times Dean and Sam almost got caught by Bobby or John. Almost caught when they were sparring. Sneaking in touches and kisses when they thought no one was looking. Like to think that Bobby knew and had a mentality of "not in the junk yard and not in the house while I'm here" like to think that John is completely clueless to it all and Bobby doesn't say a word because he's seen how Sam gets when Dean and he are separated.

Omfg, nonnie, yesss! I love when Bobby knows and keeps it to himself lol. Bobby mostly just wants to do his job and mind his damn business. And those boys can be insufferable when they're not attached at the hip. Besides it's not like they're hurting anybody. 👀👀👀 But John doesn't notice anything weird cuz he's too close to it. They grew up this way and intertwined so naturally he doesn't see!!

Like think about Sam and Dean sparring turns into a wrestle for dominance and Dean goes for the titty twister, but he's sneaking pleasure with the pain. Sam's red-faced and sweaty, breathing hard and pretending to struggle when Dean gets him on his back again--

And John's suddenly heart-droppingly close. "Alright, Dean, give Sammy a break. Kid looks like he's dying."

Luckily dad doesn't stick around to watch them pull apart with tented pants. Just trusts they'll follow his order.

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Or they're outside at dusk smoking at Bobby's--well, Dean's smoking. Sam's taking shotguns from his mouth that are more tongue than smoke--the way he likes it. And suddenly Bobby's voice comes from a nearby window, "Sam, you better not be smoking out there with Dean. I know your daddy wouldn't like it." And the boys freeze and stare at each other like, 'Did he see? Nah, couldn't have, or he'd be blowing up.'

But Bobby is all long suffering on the other side of the screen thinking, 'Right by the window? Be more subtle, ya idjits. It ain't that dark yet.'

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Sam's doing the dishes at Bobby's and Dean crowds against his back to reach for something, breathing on Sam's ear before he leans up, body pressing in tantalizing places, a hand on Sam's waist to steady himself. Hears floorboards squeak behind him and pulls away casually. Flicks Sam's ear and tickles his side hard for show, making Sam squawk. Turns around to see Bobby rolling his eyes.

"Leave your brother to those dishes and come talk some sense into your daddy about this hunt."

Sam flinches before sighing in relief. Dean's going to get them caught.

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Dean and John have just gotten back from a long hunt and it's all Sam can do not to cling to him like a limpet--Bobby can tell. Dean has a set of butterfly bandages from his eyebrow to his hairline, the eye already purpling, a cut on the bridge of his nose. And Sam's almost forgotten the two other men in the room when he starts grabbing at Dean to check for more injury, pulling Dean towards the bathroom by his shirt.

John gets this irritated look on his face, like he's going to grouse about Sam not trusting his first aid skills, but Bobby claps a hand on his shoulder, "Let's go out for a drink. I'm outta whiskey and you look like you can use it."

Gives the boys a call a couple hours later. Ostensibly to get their dinner orders but really to give them a heads up he and John are coming back. They take awhile to answer, and Bobby notes the breathy disappointment in Sam's voice over the line. He looks at the near-empty bar and grill and tells Sam they'll probably be waiting awhile for the order--busy night. He's glad John is too drunk to notice they take another hour to actually order the food.

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It's a hot, summer day and John barely even notices the fact his boys are traipsing around the small apartment in their underwear when he gets home from his temp construction job. The extra marks on their skin blend in with those left over from their recent hunt. And if it smells extra musky in here? Well that's what you get in a non-air conditioned building in the middle of July in Georgia.

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Dean tries to teach Sam some car maintenance, and Bobby makes sure to make a lot of noise before he walks into his garage to find them both covered in greasy fingerprints. He rolls his eyes so hard they could pop out of his head.

"Enough horsin' around in here. You're gonna make a mess."

And they blush under the oil streaks, Dean grabbing a shop towel to clean them both up, thinking Bobby doesn't know how right he is.

But, oh. He does. He does. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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by @XSCR1205

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sam dean or cas coded? sam dean or cas girl?

sam girl til i die

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There’s a lot of things in this world Dean’s not sure of—the exact number of identities he’s got floating around at any given time, what it’s like to fly cross-country, if dad’ll stick around even another week before he gets gone again. He could fill a book with what he doesn’t know. But there’s one thing Dean is 100% sure of, and it’s that Sam was not wearing that outfit when Dean dropped him off at his friend’s Halloween party a few hours ago. If he’d been wearing that, Dean wouldn’t have let him out of the house, let alone out of the car and into a den full of horny teenagers drinking cheap beer and listening to the Backstreet Boys croon about romance. He’d been dressed up as a vampire—or as close to one as he could get with the money he’d had to put together a last minute costume. Cheap plastic fangs, a dribble or two of ‘blood’ around his mouth and down his neck courtesy of some red lipstick he’d definitely gotten a five finger discount on at the drugstore, and a thin dime-store cape tied around his neck to give some character to what would otherwise be just a collection of his most nondescript black clothes, scuffed toes of his red high-tops still peeking out under his jeans. And yet there he is, leaning up against the retaining wall beside the payphone he’d walked a couple blocks to get to, knees bouncing with the cold and his own nervous energy—knees that are exposed by what is definitely a skimpy cheerleading uniform.

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thinking about how insane it is that Dean felt the need to share the Stanford story with Sam as he was dying 😰 I get that he needed to let Sam know how much he loved him, that “it’s always been you……… and me” etc but “i must have stood outside your dorm for hours” is NUTS because it’s been 15 years, Sam’s died multiple times since, and yet the very first time his brother had left him by choice had scarred Dean so much he still felt the need to tell Sam “i loved you back then, i love you still, i will never stop, do you see?”

he really held nothing back, it's almost too much 🥴🥴🥴. how much love can one body hold? by far my favorite, the most insane and the best part of the speech. to think that after 15 years even more of that delicious pining flavor got added to s1...

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Time is different in heaven, so there's no way to know if it's really July 4th, but it doesn't really matter. It's July 4th for them, they're in a familiar field, and there's a box of fireworks burning a hole in the trunk of the impala.

They lay everything out and set it up: bottle rockets, firecrackers, roman candles, fountains, and a cake of aerials. The little stuff goes first, but soon enough they're standing back and shielding their eyes from the brilliance of their explosive display. Their arms bump together and they find each other's hands.

As their fingers link, they look at each other in sync and see they've both changed into their selves from 1996 for this event. Their grins are brighter than the fireworks.

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he's on an iced coffee break