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thank you thank you thank you you're the best

guys I need some recs for pining dean and oblivious sam, please help

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guys I need some recs for pining dean and oblivious sam, please help

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what is your favorite sam-ism? mine is when someone says something weird and he frowns for half a second before going back to puppy dog mode

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sam's everything he's just dean <3

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maybe to make sense of the deangirl version of sam and dean's childhood where john was constantly beating dean while sam was not only being pampered but was also completely unaware of what was going on in the same motel room you have to imagine that every time it was time to beat dean john would give sam a few quarters to go to the vending machine and have Sammy Soda Time. it was official and they named it but only john and dean knew what it really meant but not sam. because sam was having a refreshing Sammy Soda Time

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two children in a motel - ethel cain

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sam antis are so funny imagine having beef with this guy

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unpopular opinion:

omegaverse wincest relationship would be less toxic than canonical. i can't imagine that alpha dean could stand sad, bitter scent of omega sam for more than three hours.

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"Sammy, remind me to beat the buzz kill out of you later alright?"

WHY would you say that to your brother wtf

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dean subby towards sam but still a top.

he'd beg for sammy to let him in like please sam, dean needs him so much, he needs to feel him, be inside him, just the tip at least, he feels so alone without having sam wrapped around him.

and sam would huff and puff but eventually relent like yeah ok, fine. they're supposed to be busy on a case, not wasting time playing around so remember, just the tip.

seriously dean.

and dean would hurry out his agreement. he'd eagerly watch sam get on his back and spread his legs open like a dog watches his owner spread open the special cupboard that holds everything tasty and filling a dog could ever want or need.

and when his baby brother beckons him over with an impatient flick of his wrist, giving him permission to get on with it and come get the treat he's offering, dean would slide between those legs for days and press into sam-

at first he'd try controlling himself but the second dean feels that tight slick entrance he'd lose all train of thought and with a slack mouth, a tight grip on sam's waist, he'd slam in and- "damnit dean!" sam would try to do anything but moan out- "you're lucky im still loose from last night!"

dean wouldn't be able to think straight, he wouldn't care anymore, dean would be thrusting in and out over and over again mindless with pleasure in the way only his baby brother can make him feel and he'd sob out, yes sammy, he's so lucky, thank you thank you thank you-

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sam: sorry dean but it’s kind of uncool that you lied abt severely violating my bodily autonomy for the umpteenth time. I think perhaps I need some space to think. sorry!

dean at a later juncture, referencing the above: hey sam remember when you told me I might as well kill myself bc the sacrifice I made for you meant nothing. well your cruel words cannot hurt me fickle wench ive grown a protective shell from the scar tissue of your past transgressions. hold on the list is in my pocket I’ll read it to you again

the fandom: dean is so tragically misunderstood…….. my sweet baby has the whole world on his shoulders…… white boy you’re breaking my heart……..

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samdean challenge | Favorite AU version: Sam Wesson & Dean Smith

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I will babygirlify Sam Winchester and feel no remorse

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bottom sam girlies please follow me ifb

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happy wincest Wednesday!

I was thinking (never a good sign): what if dean had more tattoos? like, besides the anti-posession one y'know? as a person with A LOT of tattoos, I think dean would be the type to ink himself all over, too.

then, it got me thinking about thor's tattoos in thor: love and thunder...

my point is: dean would absolutely cover his skin with tattoos for and about his baby brother

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one of the w o r s t nights of my l i f e 

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dean is imprisoned by his devotion for sam. at first, it was a childlike wonder for his tiny baby feet and the slope of his little nose. dean would curl around him in his crib and hold him close, nose pressed to the crown of his head and whispering to him about knights of the round table.

then, everything innocent and sweet burnt alongside their mother and was replaced with a desperate kind of love that made john glance twice. he sat beside a toddling sam in the back seat of the impala and kept their hands tangled together, fingers sticky and warm. he’d carry sam on his back until his legs were sore and screaming, hold him close when john was quiet and staring over a bottle of whiskey.

then sammy went to school, and dean was busy learning about things terrible and worrying that sam would be taken from him while he slept. he was there when sam was dropped off and there to pick him up, teeth biting lip and cheeks gnawed raw.

he was never far from sam, never. they ate together, slept together, shared the same bathroom all their childhood. and then sam was gone, for so long and seemingly never to return to his side and dean was distraught.

he didn’t eat, he fought until his knuckles broke and his nose went crooked, he slept with every women he came across and hunted in nameless towns miserable and tired.

and then sam was back. legs bent awkwardly in the passenger seat with cheeks flushed and alive and so close to him. he felt high with companionship, hands and shoulders grazing sam’s and knees knocking under diner tables. they bickered and sang along to the radio and it was an overwhelming sweetness that scared him blind, and he kept looking at him out of the corner of his eye obsessively.

then their dad was back and so angry, and dean’s teeth were oily slick with blood that dripped down his chin. his eyes were slits and he wanted desperately to be okay, for sam to be okay. and then his dad, who he was devoted to only second to sam, was pleading with sam to choose the demon over dean.

john said, “killing this demon comes first, before me, before everything.”

and like white hot lightning, sam’s eyes flicked to his in the rearview mirror, and he whispered, “no sir, not before everything.”

in that moment, dean understood that this devotion was mutual, that sam loved him just as selfishly, that he would live because sam said so and there was no one he believed in more than his little brother.