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The problem with Supernatural shipping discourse is that the canon story itself isn't a conventional OR generally acceptable love story. It's literally just two brothers choosing each other over and over again while most of the fandom wants to see them in comparatively normal romantic relationships. And what's funnier is, that most of them just end up unconsciously projecting the Sam and Dean dynamic to other ships, because that's literally the only relationship close to romantic partnership we can derive from.

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So we all agree that two of those characters are going to fuck each other on The Boys… but imagine with me for a second that instead of Jensen and Misha it’s Jared and Jensen

It would objectively be the funniest thing Eric Kripke has ever done

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I mean, why do you think I came and got you at Stanford in the first place?

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white winter hymnal (cw blood/death)

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thinking today about john winchester's sons.

thinking about the call john gets in the depths of winter, december '93, how he packs sam and dean – ages ten-and-a-half and fourteen (actually fourteen-and-a-half, too, but fourteen-and-a-half is too old to still be counting half-years, dean insists) – into the impala and books it north to windom, minnesota.

there's a fresh-dug grave and a tag from the cemetery listing the deceased as katherine a. milligan. she must've been young, dean figures. no stone assigned in the plot yet, just a mound of dirt waiting to settle back down over a chemical-laced corpse.

thinking about the doctored paperwork listing john winchester as a co-owner of wreck-a-mended autobody shop in lawrence, kansas; solid, tax-paying, home-owning father of two, and the only surviving parent of adam henry milligan. thinking of john passing a squirmy, squirrely toddler to dean and saying, "I need to talk to these people a minute more, dean; take your brothers outside."

brother-zzzzz.

thinking about john taking – not exactly a hiatus from hunting, but something closer to it than he's been in nearly a decade. it was one thing to move around with a toddler when sam and dean were both small, but they're in school now, and he can't leave adam alone all day while the older boys are gone. thinking about john who tries to keep his hunts local-ish, but who's gone nearly every weekend, and still pulls dean out of school if a tip or a lead really warrants it.

thinking about john compensating for static living during the school year by making the entire summer an endless series of hunts. thinking about john leaving all three boys at shirlee's sunnyside villa mobile home park with $1,200 in cash and a stack of partially-used phonecards in case of emergency.

thinking about sam and dean figuring out how to affix a bastardized safety-seat to the back of dean's bike and oversized panniers on sam's.

thinking about dean walking home from a late-night c-store run (they're out of funyuns and pineapple fanta) with one sleepy tweenager spider-monkey'd on his back, and a fully-asleep toddler who didn't wake up once on the walk there or back in his arms, the plastic bag of junk food dangling over his shoulder from sam's limp fingers.

thinking about adam playing with his toy cars and horses and army men in a little nest of sam's hoodie underneath the library desk where sam's got every book in the collection that mentions primordial entities spread out for his perusal.

thinking about dean coming to the door of their trailer barefoot, stripped down in the sticky heat to his once-white hanes undershirt and a cut off pair of jeans, shotgun in one hand and a toddler balanced on his hip. adam has his chubby little fingers twisted in the amulet's cord, and sam's standing half a step behind dean with a pistol pointed at the intruder and his fingers in the center-back beltloop of dean's shorts.

thinking about sam and dean in their own little binary-stars-in-orbit world, and adam's just living in it. how no matter what, it's always going to be samanddean, and adam. two entities, not three. a line drawn and no way to cross over it.

oh, it's not to say that they're mean to him (not any meaner than they are to one another, anyways), or that he's not their little brother. he's little, and he's john's son, so he is – by default – their little brother. sam draws antipossession symbols on the bottoms of adam's sneakers, and dean hunts the local pawn shops for a silver bracelet small enough to fit on adam's little wrist. he's their responsibility, but he's not theirs. he doesn't belong to them the way they belong to each other. no such thing as a three-sided coin.

thinking about the sons of mary campbell, and how just like their mama, they'd do anything for their soulmate. any goddamned despicable demonic familicidal thing, no matter what it cost.

even if that means sending their little brother to hell.

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Guys…. The blowjob brothers,

yeah that’s a normal thing to say to two heterosexual non incestous totally normal brothers.

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Thoughts about Wincest

I don’t mind seeing Wincest posts, and I love Wincest fanart. However, I can’t ever read a full fic describing their sexual relationship (but again, I don’t read explicit sexual stories anyway).

To me, how I see Sam and Dean is that they are intimate but in a non-sexual way. I could see Dean walking in on Sam while he’s taking a shower and having a full conversation with him while Sam’s naked. I could even see Dean making comments about Sam’s private parts, not because he is perverted, but because he sees Sam as an extension of himself. Looking at Sam’s body is like looking in the mirror. In the show, Dean is clear about setting boundaries with other people, but with Sam—the concept of privacy, personal space, and even boundaries—doesn’t exist.

So they are weirdly affectionate brothers, some may call them gross, but that is it.

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im screaming. I love you Chinese wincesties. You guys are so nice and also are great at silencing anti bullshit

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sometimes i hate the spn(specifically wincest) community because ill be scrolling and ill see a post of a pretty serious screencap wih sam n dean from a season i havent even got to yet and then the fucking caption is some shit like "i hope they rim eachother 💕"

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I think you all know that a large number of TikTok refugees are flocking to Xiaohongshu (Rednote), and what I want to say to the Wincesties is, feel free to come play on this app because 90% of SPN fans in China are Wincesties 😌

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antis are having a fucking MELTDOWN because they discovered wincest is super popular on rednote lmaoo

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at least tiktok is finally catching up

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okay now - sam goes to college and starts dating guys and at first he is not picky at all but as time goes by his friends start making fun of him for liking shorter than him dirty blonde wide eyed but kind of rough looking muscular guys like the bad boys. and sam finds that funny, sure okay, maybe he has a type, whatever. and he always dates them for a week or two then breaks up because they're 'too nice' or 'not nice enough' or 'they just dont have that something, yknow?' and then one day hes out with his guys in a bar and one of his friends starts pulling at sams sleeve, pointing across the room to this one guy sayingnhow he is exactly sams type and how he should totally go and introduce himself, and sam rolls his eyes and laughs but when he turns around its dean standing with a beer in hand waving with that stupid grin of his

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some trash rockstar who beings his little brother on the tour with him and everyone suspects that they are doing it in the tour bus

or rockstar au, if you will

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I need to say, I downloaded xiaohongshu, aka rednote, and it’s brilliant however there is such a big Wincest group there.

Technically it’s not even a group but everyone is so chill and they don’t get dogpiled on and insulted in the comments, ( TikTok I’m looking at you.) Everyone’s so chill, it’s brilliant.

(Just thought I’d let my 6 followers know)

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You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.

By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.

I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?

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