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spn x mlp cause why not took inspiration and main colours from wonderful @deanpupp and their art

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nothing worse than when someone hits you with the “as long as you’re not into rape, incest, or like ageplay!” like damn bro thats my big three!

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jj being taken advantage by rafe because he looks so much like sarah. its not rafe's fault jj's so pretty like her.

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puppy sammy :D puppy hybrid sammy who never grew out of "teething" on dean's things and having to sleep with something of dean's (usually a shirt) directly on his body. truly a big puppy who doesn't realize he's not a little baby anymore.

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debating on making a separate blog for my non-wincest sam and dean posts. but idk?? too much work. ig i'll just let ppl block me on their own lol

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some part of sam would always be that little boy who looked up to his big brother. he can't help it. and it hurts. cause his brother isn't the same from all those year's ago. dean has changed, and so has sam. and not everything turns out the way you thought it would when you were fourteen.

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say it louder for the ppl in the back

reminder that liking/writing rpf and being antiship makes no fucking sense.

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wincest is so hot omg brotherskissing brothersfucking oughhhhh....

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reminder that liking/writing rpf and being antiship makes no fucking sense.

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say you're mine...

eyes don't lie.

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idk if yall fw forced regression but- here! considering cleaning it up to post on ao3 lol we'll see how that goes

Dean needs to keep his Sammy pure forever, what better way than to make him a little baby? It starts out slow with Dean using pet names every now and then, nothing out of the ordinary, and said with his typical sarcasm laid on heavy. After the first few times Sam finds himself whining... because it is incredibly disturbing to hear his brother call him "baby boy" more than the appropriate amount; which is zero. Dean taking advantage of Sam's healthy lifestyle and constantly refilling his water. Claiming that its just what good big brothers do. If his little brother was going to be some health freak the least he could do is... tolerate it.

Sam didn't buy the very "unlike Dean" behavior, but at least he wouldn't have to cover refills by himself. More than once, Sam is pleasantly surprised when he tips the water bottle up to his lips to find the near-empty bottle not to empty anymore. Dean notices Sam getting uncomfortable on one of the long drives and smirks to himself. "Something wrong Sammy?" he asks, barely sparing a glance over. And Sam fucking squirms in his seat uncomfortably, his face scrunches up as he contemplates telling dean he has to go. "Pull over dean, I gotta piss." and after the car doesn't slow down, "Did you hear me? Dean, pull over." and "Dean!"

"Sorry Sammy, you'll have to hold it. we're almost there." Except Sam knows for a fact that they're not. There's still a long way to go and Sam feels like a freaking toddler not being able to keep still. He prays and prays to whatever god can hear him to just give him the will to hold it in til they get to a diner.

Luckily (for Sam), he manages to hold it until they get to a stop and he relieves himself. Dean is a little more than displeased when Sam makes his way back to their table with a satisfied grin.

Its been two weeks since then, and Sam thinks he's going crazy. He's never had issues with bladder control, this had to come from somewhere. He finds himself clenching his fists and scrunching his face again for a second before dean can catch him. Not that it matters. Dean doesn't care. His leg bounces up and down as he looks around desperately for any sign that they'll be stopping soon. But, really that's up to dean and he doesn't want to ask again.

Again, Sam held it just long enough to rush into the bathroom and handle it before he embarrassed himself. For a while after, Sam handled his issues way better. He didn't drink water as frequently and he made sure to use the bathroom before they left on a hunt whenever possible. this was good. everything was fine. The mental and physical stress must've just been taking a toll on him. It just came with the job, and like with everything else in his life, he adapted.

A bump in the road is what takes Sam by surprise nearly a month later, catching him off guard as a soft gasp escapes his lips at the realization. His face heats up, and more humiliatingly, a wet patch seeps on the front of his jeans and runs down his legs. And that wasn't even the worse part. He didn't care that he just pissed his pants at his grown age. He pissed in Dean's car. He ruined baby's seats.

His face crumples and silent tears fall down his face. He braves a look to the side and sees Dean reaching back to grab- no, no this wasn't happening. "Sammy, if you can't hold your piss, we're gonna have to put you in diapers or something." It had to be a joke. A cruel, twisted joke because this wasn't fair.

It's not a joke, he realizes, when Dean has already pulled over on the side of the deserted road, coming around on Sam's side to push the seat back so he is fully laying down. Sam's face is colored a bright shade of red when Dean removes his jeans and boxers like this was something totally normal that he's done a million times before.

"I'm sorry!"

"It's alright Sammy, we'll get you cleaned up and back to normal in no time!" Dean comforts him and even rubs his thigh to soothe him. As much as Sam hates to admit it, it feels nice.

Soon enough, Sam is changed into some sweats and laid down in the back of the impala. Dean said something about getting the stain out by himself so he could get some sleep, but Sam doesn't really remember.

They check into the motel at around one a.m., and Sam struggles to keep his eyes open as they enter the room. He jumps onto one of the beds without a care and crashes. He blames it all on the hunt... it took forever, and was exhausting... and... and that has to be why Sam lost control... it had to be. Sam doesn't give it any more thought because he falls asleep almost immediately.

And if, in the morning, Sam wakes up with his thumb in his mouth, Dean doesn't comment on it. Though he does smile to himself. His plan was working. They'd be fine.

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sam was born to have a bloody nose and teary eyes

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I got baited by a friend to this podcast and this is how I see them I learned it's different from fanon but idc

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okay i lied put your clothes back on we're not having sex i'm fundamentally evil and i need you to kill me

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in a macabre way, you'd think that after seeing each other die so many times, sam and dean would be used to it. but no, every time, they react like it's the end of the world. and for them, it is. no matter how many times they manage to bring each other back, the pain of the loss never dulls. it breaks them, again, and again, and again.

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Everyone knows Rafe has a new girlfriend, but she's a mystery. There's no face or name to her and Rafe talks about her in the vaguest of ways. He says how perfect she is, especially her body. And how he fucks her, going into extreme detail, but never enough to figure out who this new girlfriend is. All the guys know is that she's younger than him.

One day he's out with Sarah and everyone tries to ask her who his girlfriend is, and she doesn't have a clue. So the trail ends there, Rafe will have to tell them eventually. Technically, Sarah didn't lie at all. Honestly, she doesn't consider herself his girlfriend. She's his little sister! And she'll always be that first and foremost.