#WINCESTERS..........................ITS ON SIGHT

[kimodraw]

black sheep who can't get the rotting carcass off || well tamed german sheperd who's mask is falling off

[victimsofyaoipoll]

Round 3

Propaganda Under Cut

Allura

Lots of people (myself included tbh) ship klance (Keith and Lance). In s8 the creators made Allura/Lance canon (but then they killed her off and left the ending ambiguous it was weird). Anyway the fandom treats her like she's the most terrible bitchy woman ever but all she wants to do is end the war and avenge her destroyed home planet. Yeah she wasn't always the nicest or always the best, but you could argue some other characters in the show aren't either and they aren't treated near as bad as allura. people really just hate her bc Lance liked her. I don't think allura/lance are good together, but I still liked her as a character and thought she was interesting and had a lot of growth during the show. she DEF is not evil like some people portray her as in fic or talk about her in captions on posts. I've seen people say that they HATE her and that she's the worst and I'm like ??? let her live (well sort of ig she is dead now). lots of fic writers use her as the villain which is so interesting to me bc the show literally has villains like use them. anyway allura so perfectly fits the bracket description she deserves better.

I hate to acknowledge my time in this fandom but I hate the way the fandom treated her more. Allura was treated like shit no matter what side of the Great Ship War you were on because she was always a threat to the biggest ships (klance and sheith). At best she got put into Background Lesbian or Consolation Prize Shallura (Space Mom-zoned) (She was not a motherly figure btw. She was just Black). At worst she was violently demonized for being ~racist~ (kinda not cool with the alien race that blew up her planet for a few episodes), complete with misogynistic language hurled at her (she got called a bitch sooo much). Allura was a good and cool character and the show did her dirty but the fandom was somehow worse.

i apologise for speaking the dark magicks, but amidst the voltron fandoms many, many transgressions, there were a particular subset of people who just hated this girl. the infamous klance wars of the 2010s kept this perfectly fine childrens cartoon character in the sights of shippers everywhere, and she (and her voice actress im sure) were subjected to years of petty squabble blown up to global perportions. ive seen hate, ive seen rants, ive seen fanfics that made her homophobic. girls been through the ringer, and even though voltron was never the show its fandom wanted it to be, i believe allura deserved better

Every Supernatural Woman

Supernatural is so mean to women and committed to queerbaiting but it still gives Sam and Dean lovers to kill. The writers kill and villainize them and the fans get the few that remain

wincest and destiel shippers cannot handle the idea of their blorbos having a Woman THREATENING their SHIPS god FORBID

It literally used to be a running joke that if a female character got introduced you knew she was going to die soon because fans would react so negatively to her "stealing" one of the boys away from the big ship, whether it be destiel or wincest

[weylersource]

WYLER VALENTINE'S DAY EVENT 2024!

Dreadful Valentine's Day to you all! I hope someone rips out your heart and uses it as a decoration in their bedroom during this beloved holiday! 💔 🔪

So I, Kara (@remusjohnslupin) one of the mods here at @weylersource, decided to create a chill, straightforward event to celebrate our favourite totally healthy and wholesome insane couple.

SO WHAT'S THIS ABOUT?

The concept is simple. Under this post, you will find prompts assigned to each specific day leading up to the Valentine's Day, on which day we post or share something related to that theme. It can be anything: gifsets, fanfiction, fanart, graphic.

WHAT IF YOU'RE NOT A CONTENT-MAKER?

That's okay! If you're not a content creator, you can share a passage from a book or a quote you read that reminded you of Wyler and that specific prompt. Or you can make a compilation, or a playlist! Basically, all content form is welcome during this event.

ABOUT PARTICIPATION

Lastly, it should go without saying but, of course you don't have to participate every single day and post something for every prompt to be a part of this event.

Just pick whichever ones that inspire you, and please make sure to tag your contributions as #wylervday2024. Don't hesitate to shoot a message if you have any questions.

Special shoutout to Gabbi (@tastethesetears) for indulging my insanity and the fact that I just sprang this on her, and Wince (@wincestation) for helping me through the whole process of picking the prompts!

I can't wait to see what you all come up with!

Prompts can be found here:

DAY 1 (8th of February): Jail/Prison (Because according to an early tradition, Saint Valentine restored sight to the blind daughter of his jailer.)

DAY 2 (9th of February): Letter (An 18th-century embellishment to the legend claims he wrote the jailer's daughter a letter signed "Your Valentine" as a farewell before his execution.)

DAY 3 (10th of February): Key. (In Italy, Saint Valentine's keys are given to lovers "as a romantic symbol and an invitation to unlock the giver's heart", as well as to children to ward off epilepsy, called Saint Valentine's Malady).

DAY 4 (11th of February): Flowers. (In 18th-century England, it grew into an occasion for couples to express their love for each other by presenting flowers.)

DAY 5 (12th of February): Spring and/or Blindness. (A proverb says "Valentine – the first spring saint", as in some places Saint Valentine marks the beginning of spring. / According to an early tradition, Saint Valentine restored sight to the blind daughter of his jailer.)

DAY 6 (13th of February): Heart. (According to legend, in order "to remind these men of their vows and God's love, Saint Valentine is said to have cut hearts from parchment", giving them to these soldiers and persecuted Christians, a possible origin of the widespread use of hearts on St. Valentine's Day.)

DAY 7 (14th of February): Red. (Yes, I mean Valentine's Day in its modern sense. Throw us all your stuffed animals, hearts, and red decorations that are wholesome. Or, knowing this fandom, you guys will use this prompt to break each others' hearts.)

[loveofastarvingdog]

Brother's Keeper — timothy l.l.s.h.

for the @spnpoetryrenaissance day 3 prompt: childhood

wincest shippers don't interact 🔪

sometimes i wonder about the cain and abel of it all, and sometimes i wonder about the first time sam died. i don't know how to explain this one, i'm having a weird night and having emotions about siblings

my poetry tag list (ask to be added or removed<3): @gracekisses @floorboarddestined2004 @icantleave @hauntedpearl @chaosnatural @raytoroinmybackpack @carveredlund @pinknatural @deanwinchestersfloralwallpaper @obsessionofspn @sleepynatural @destielgaysex @gilmorenatural @faithdeans @heartshapedcas @howldean @redwinesupernova @cosmosinfinity23 @impala67-aka-baby @samsrowena @aturnoftheearth @themichaelvan @casbeeminestiel @boygeniusdisc

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[Image Description: a poem that reads

I could be my brother’s keeper— I could hold him in my child’s arms and keep him and I Could tell him that he was safe.

Little lamb in my arms, I could keep you.

Think I read somewhere That a lamb’s tail must be cut short To keep it safe, ‘cause it could get caught on something Or get matted or—

Well I forget, but the point is, you dock its little tail, And it bleeds.

I remember when you hardly had any hair, Not for being shorn but for Being an infant.

Got peach fuzz ‘n nothing more, And I laughed at the sight and rubbed careful hands Over the dome of your head and Made sure not to press too hard on your soft spot.

Good thing, too, ‘cause now you’re smart as a whip and Made it all the way to college and All the way out from under  Dad’s shadow—

I’m sorry.  I don’t know what I’m saying. I know that’s not something you wanna talk about.

Remember the toy soldiers? Remember how we Made them march and Pretended they weren’t us? D’you remember the legos we stuffed into the vents?

They’re still rattlin’ around in there, I swear, Louder than my lungs right now, loud as I’m gasping. Louder than you crying—

Louder than—

I’m scared.

I could be my brother’s keeper, long as I get to keep him.

Sorry for  Dragging you out of bed that night and For wrestling you in the dark. Honest to god, I just wanted to see you smile, One more time, Before I said it.

Sorry for remembering the lamb that you were, Cradled tight in my arms and I’m sorry for Loving you the way I knew how to love a lamb.

Docking its tail.

Letting you bleed.

—timothy l.l.s.h.

/End Description.]

[ijustwantaspnnamepls]

I need to I need to rant about this friggen spn finale. And not because of the finale-- but because of the fandom. Ya’ll are killing me.

Why does everyone seem so surprised that this show ended with Sam and Dean? This show has always been about the two of them-- It started with them, it makes sense that it would end with them-- and the whole friggen middle was about them, too. Were Cas and Jack a huge part? Yes. Obviously. But everyone in the show acknowledged that if push came to shove the brothers would always choose each other over the world. The whole ordeal with Chuck only proved that-- they only sacrificed each other after the had sacrificed the world-- they had nothing left to give up but their relationship. Thats the only reason they offered it.

Also-- no offence, this show has always, always prioritized platonic love over romantic? If Destiel became canon, Castiel would have died within the next episode or so because that's what happens to all the love interests ever. And this is also my problem with wincest-- it would have never been romantic. The main emotions of this show have never been romantic. The only time they ever were was with Jess and she literally died in the first episode.

Also also, their endings were very fitting? Deans happy ending was to live his life with Sam, and he did. Sam’s happy ending was to live a normal life. He did. And in the end, they both were together in Heaven. (not as soul mates, because jack ripped down the walls and stuff buts thats a diff discussion) This is the only way they would have both managed to get their happy ending, and be together in the end.

Obviously, the finale had its problems. But yall are acting like this finale was the worst thing in the world. Like they completely uprooted the whole point of the show. Chill. Thats not the problem with it. Its like, the opposite-- Cass is with Jack, Dean is with Sam, everybody’s happy. I love vanilla but this is like, the classic metaphoric vanilla ending.

The whole relationship between the brothers is Sam learning to Prioritize Dean’s form of love-- his co-dependency and over protectiveness, while Dean learns to respect Sam’s form of love, a little more independent and based on trust. Instead they both get their form of love, instead of giving it up to show that they love each other more than they love their... love. I hope that made sense.

Thus, they both get what they want and don’t have to give up a part of themselves for each other. Its too much cake.

Regardless, it was still a fairy tale level of happy endings.

Edit: this whole last part I added like two seconds after I posted sorry

There was literally no other way to end the show, and adding a secondary relationship, like cas and/or jack would have taken away from the fact that the show has always been about them. The only time they came close to introducing a secondary relationship was when they showed Bobby, but even then he was just there to explain the perfectness of haven. He was a good character choice for that role because he was important to Dean, but that role wasn’t created because of his importance to Dean.

I keep reading posts about how the theme was found family-- also lies. This show was never about Found family or real family-- It’s A Terrible Life (Dean Smith and Sam Wesson ep) shows us that its not about how they’re related by blood-- it’s just because they’re Sam and Dean. Sam and Dean choose each other over their parents too. Blood has nothing to do with it. Cass and Jack show that it’s not about found Family. because they choose each other over that too. and Adam shows us it’s not about brotherly love.

So in the end, obviously it was going to end with Sam and Dean. Other than Bobby and like, child dean, no one else is in the episode. Because it’s not about romance, and its not about family, it’s about Sam and Dean. It’s always been about Sam and Dean. When did people lose sight of this?

[yanderefairyangel]

*sight*

Alright, please I have a small request

Can you please stop making "jokes" about how Rafal Nel and Alear aren't blood-related under my meta post about them pleaaaaaaase ?

You know that while their S support isn't canon in any way, the fact that Nel, Rafal and Alear aren't siblings is canon right ? No matter whom you marry. Even if you choose Alfred, they aren't siblings. Even if you choose Yunaka, they arent's siblings. This isn't some knowledge or special magical thing only tied to their S support, it's something that is canonically established independly of your decision. So really. When I am talking about lore stuff about them that have nothing to do with the S support because it exist independly of it, it's getting annoying to have somone ALWAYS pointing out to how they are optional romance.

Whether I am talking about it or not, it's annoying and not mentioning that there are people who get triggered by the sole mention of the I word, so when you do stuff like that, I can't even warn them with a TW and I don't even know what TW I am supposed to put exactly ? Like people joking about two individual descending from different version of a same person being unrelated to each other ???

When you are doing that you are giving the impression that Nel and Rafal only exist for Alear to have a dragon waifu/husbando with some lore to make it vaguely wincest-ual instead of them existing independly of the S support and the S support existing only cause IS didn't intended to go the sibling path with them.... like they did for all the previous entries. And it's annoying cause the dragon lore is interesting and I always find need detail to compare as to how different Nel and Rafal are from Veyle and Alear when it comes to Fell dragons and I don't wanna fear to have discourse about how they should pass a DNA test each time I am talking about Nel or Rafal.... really, that's tiresome.

I have the impression I can't talk about my favorite character without having someone trying to start something to ignite discourse because they dislike their S support existing. The Fell twins are already underrated as ever.

Please, don't do it under any of my post. Go bother IS instead. If you see one of my post, please resist the urge. Don't comment. Heck, even block me or mute it. If you can't handle it, don't play the DLC, or Engage, or Fire Emblem period. Cause really, I don't know what to think when someone will comment that they aren't blood related or jokes about "Kaga's intent" under my post. I can't tell if you are uncomfortable, or if you actually don't care, all I can tell is that it is annoying me that the first thing you think of when I talk about the lore surrounding Nel Rafal and Alear is the fact you can date them. When I can assure you that this is probably the one thing IS think the less about. I don't think they made alll the differencies between the two pair of Fell siblings exist just to make it ok to waifu Nel and Rafal, but rather that they wrote their stories first and then put the S rank because they saw no problem with that as it wasn't in their plan to make it seems like they are family. Call me naive, but at this point it's my conclusion from all the reading I made. And I think we can discuss it, without brining up something that is ENTIRELY optional when I am discussing something that is ENTIRELY CANON.

That's honestly kind of disrepectful towards me or other if I am being honest. It's the equivalent of telling someone under a post that is made to say they like a story that this story is bad, or that their favorite character is bad, or that their ship is bad or problematic. Sole difference is that you are dragging me to a discourse I try my best to avoid, so much that I keep all my shipping work in separate plateform as to not bother anyone, but this time with analysis that I enjoy doing. I don't wanna sound like I am being sensitive, but I allowed it for way too long and my patience as its limit too. I really don't wanna see my post that are meta based on the canon text being dragged into a stupid ship war to know on whether or not it's ok to ship those two fictional characters when it had nothing to do with the OG post.

So please, please, do not do that again. I already used to turn off my notification or mute my post but that didn't work and normally I shouldn't even have to do it in the first place, so I am asking you. Make an effort.

[setyourfireonme]

happy wincest wednesday! what's the fic that converted you to wincest? not necessarily the first you remember reading, but the first that impressed you and stayed with you all these years?

ooh ty, such a good question. and happy saturday, this clearly took me a while but believe it or not i cut out over half of this response lol. sorry in advance for the messiness of this answer <3

i have to say that since that was in 2014 (so the year after i started watching spn), i don't remember what fic really "converted" me (i do remember what finally made me find it compelling in-show: teasers from s10 the summer before it aired), or a fic that has stayed with me since that long ago (my memory is a black hole lol), but i always love a good excuse to go through my ao3 bookmarks and history, so let's see...

the first wincest fic that apparently impressed me the most back when i read it in late 2014 was sight lines by kissyn because it was, and i quote from my bookmarks, "the fic that made me want to use bookmarks". i reread it just now and while i wouldn't have called it an answer to this question before that, it might actually be one after all. and it still works, even when some of my preferences and views of what's IC and not have obviously changed since then. i guess that fic portrays that beginning for me quite well, it's a few months into me reading wincest fic and it shows how i had started reading fic for them, while sharing qualities with what i had read before (heed the tags lol). i was starting to get an idea of what i was looking for in s/d fic and their relationship in general, even if that fic wasn't it yet or now (but i contain multitudes,,,). i’ll let the beautiful opening paragraph speak for itself:

There's something eerie about driving into a small town just as real autumn twilight sets in, especially the kind of small towns you find in rural Appalachian territory. Tall pines loom in close over the winding roads and block all but the narrowest strip of overcast sky with their skinny grasping branches. Sweeping hills and valleys seem to tuck each village into its own isolated world. Impending darkness, already deep in the gaps between trees, makes claustrophobia threaten. Sam is used to long stretches of plains, where he can see on and on over yellow grass. Here, each curve in the road hides the next quarter mile. Gas stations and rundown liquor stores and intersections spring on them with no warning. ––

and i realised that these lines actually have stayed with me:

Sam has a theory that there are two types of people in the world. The first kind are regular people, like him and Dad and Mandy and Nancy the bartender, they're the sort that other people start to love over time. Not that the love is less powerful or real, but it's a growing thing, and it has to be nurtured, coaxed, earned, built into a lasting relationship brick by brick. They're the kind of people that not everyone is going to love, or even want to love. Then there are people like Dean and, Sam thinks, his mother. She must have been like Dean, else where did Dean get it from? They're the second type. People that go through life and everyone around can't help but fall a little bit in love with them. And it's not safe or good, it blows up fast and too often it dies just as quickly, but they barely know they're doing it and even if you recognize what's happening to you, you can't help falling anyway. And when they leave you behind, when you really did love them, that's how people like John Winchester happen.

i can't still really say that or any other fic made me be properly into wincest, it was a group effort with the show and tumblr (and this exploration into those beginnings has just left me more confused lol, this answer is me simplifying a lot), but it's probably the best early example? especially since while i did start reading sam/dean fics a few months earlier and there were some other formative and memorable fics from before, most were honestly pwps that IIRC i didn't read primarily for the sam and dean of it. the lines were blurry, but then another impactful "conversion" for me was maybe a year later when i found authors such as fleshflutter (forever <3 i wish i could link a specific fic but i just blanket bookmarked all of them) and candle_beck (although i never read that many fics from them until last year), who among others definitely left a mark. and then i took an almost four-year break from the fandom and had another ~conversion a year ago, which was especially important when it came to sam and dean's relationship for me. some things changed, some stayed the same...

i'd love to rec some All Time Favourites and give a clear answer so i'm still not satisfied with this, but there are so many deleted ones and ao3 history doesn't work like i'd want it to, not to mention lj... and the fics i read didn't maybe necessarily always reflect my thoughts about their relationship, which i now have a clearer and dearer idea of. and apparently i didn't even end up bookmarking that many sam/dean fics back then (it was one relationship among others for me but also i had some struggles finding fic among all the [redacted] that i came across)? also i could be misremembering everything here lol. anyway @ past me please start bookmarking more fics and also start doing it earlier thanks. this isn't probably the answer you were looking for, more just me pondering than talking about specific fics, but maybe it's something :)

[winchestershiresauce]

Be a Good Girl

Summary: After Dean finds out that you drank the last of his good whiskey, your boyfriend Sam decides he knows just how you can make it up to his brother.

Dean x Reader, slight/implied Sam x Reader (no wincest)

2215 words

Tags: NSFW, smut, kinda looks like dub-con, oral sex (male receiving), bondage, language, mild degradation, mild praise kink

A/N: I have so many more ideas for this, so please let me know if you’d like more/a sequel. <3

My Masterlist

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You knew you shouldn't drink Dean's nice whiskey, even after the way it called to you. However, with the brutally long day you'd had and the boys asleep, it just looked so inviting. Admittedly, it probably had something to do with the way Dean had warned that anyone other than him who'd touched it would "seriously friggin' regret it." You knew being his brother's girlfriend allowed you some freedom from consequence but certainly not all, and part of you wondered if you could get away with it. Maybe you'd even wondered what would happen if you did get caught.

As Sam crawled under the table in the library to check the knots holding you in place, you thought to yourself that while you’d expected some sort of punishment or having to make it up to Dean, you were a bit surprised at the situation you’d found yourself in. This wasn’t the first time Sam had tied you up (and it definitely wouldn’t be the last), but the way his rope work had you spread eagle on the library table was very new. Sam emerged from under the table, satisfied that his knots would hold you in place, and stood to admire his work. Despite the chilly air, heat blossomed within you with the way he raked his eyes over your wholly exposed body. 

“You’ll be a good girl, won’t you?” Sam asked as he lightly ran his finger down the center of your chest and to your navel, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

“Yes, sir,” you answered. Before stripping you bare and positioning you as a work of art in the library, Sam had hinted at what would be happening. He’d mentioned that Dean was upset about the whiskey and that you’d be making it up to him somehow. You’d thought maybe you’d buy him a new bottle, or wash Baby, or something like that, but Sam had something much more exciting in mind. You felt yourself getting aroused at the thought, just anticipating what would happen when Dean got back.

To put the final touches on his masterpiece, Sam stuck a bow and a gift tag to your lower belly, just above your ever-so-inviting pussy. ‘Dean, take what you want. - Sam’ the tag read. Sam nudged your thighs further apart and placed the brand new bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label on the table between them. He smirked and pressed it firmly against you, rubbing it slowly between your lips and over your clit before he pulled it away and positioned it for display. You lifted your hips, seeking more pressure against your now-aching clit, and let out a small whine.

Sam tsked disapprovingly, reminding you that you were to be seen and not heard. “Be a good girl, Y/N,” Sam warned. “Remember that Dean’s in charge. He knows your safe words and that you’re just desperate to make it up to him for finishing his whiskey. Be good.” He placed a chaste kiss on your lips before slipping the black satin blindfold over your eyes. You groaned internally -- you wouldn’t dare do it out loud -- knowing that not being able to see would only increase your anticipation and drive you crazy.

--

You heard the large metal door of the bunker slam closed and your body tensed. While the likelihood that it was Dean was incredibly high, you hated not being able to see what was around you. Footsteps echoed through the library as they approached.

“Well, well, well, what have we here?” Dean’s voice asked directly behind you. Some of the nervous tension in your body relaxed, leaving only the tension of excitement and anticipation. You felt a tiny gust of air on your face and you guessed that Dean was waving his hand over you to test if you could see through the blindfold. When you didn’t react at all, there was a quiet chuckle just inches away from your right ear.

“Looks like Sammy left me quite the gift, didn’t he?” Dean continued. You knew you weren’t supposed to talk -- you were just a fuck toy today -- so you didn’t answer. You heard him approach the opposite end of the table, feeling his eyes on you as he moved. When he picked up the gift tag, you felt his warm and calloused, but somehow soft, fingertip ghost across the exposed flesh below your belly button.

“‘Take what you want’? Oh, sweetheart, you shouldn’t have.” His laugh was a bit dark and, though you couldn’t see him, you could sense his arousal. Your own excitement began to really bloom and you felt yourself getting wetter by the moment. When he picked up the bottle of whiskey between your thighs, you wondered if he could see how soaked you were, just imagining what he might do to you. You heard him open the bottle and take a couple swigs. “That’s the good stuff,” he sighed. “I wonder how well it pairs with this sweet pussy of yours, princess.” He ran his finger along the inside of your thigh before gliding it through your slick folds. You writhed in your bonds, wishing desperately that you could get more, or even just touch him, but you knew it was no use. Sam knew how to tie a knot and you weren’t going anywhere until he or Dean decided to free you.

You heard the wet ‘pop’ as he pulled his finger out of his mouth and groaned. “Shit, Y/N, that’s divine. You’re sweeter than a 15-year single malt.” You could hear the smile in his voice and fuck, you wanted him. Talent for the art of teasing must run in the family. He moved to the head of the table and you couldn’t help the pleading look you gave him when he removed the blindfold. He slid his hand gently down the side of your face and pushed your hair away so he could get a better look at you. Though you bit your lip to keep yourself from making a sound, a small devious smile made its way across your face. Dean mirrored the expression before pressing his lips against yours. It started gentle, maybe a little tentative, but didn’t take even a moment for the kiss to escalate to rough and full of want. You kissed him back hard, lifting your head off the table as much as your position would allow, and Dean slid his hand under the back of your head. Using his grip, he pressed his mouth against yours like it was the only thing he’d ever wanted. He licked into your mouth and sucked and bit your lips with such fervor that you were sure you were dripping on the table.

He pulled away with that devilish grin back on his lips. For just a moment, he paused to drag his eyes over the sight before him. Your pleading eyes staring up at him, your ruddy kiss-swollen lips, your gorgeous hard nipples… He groaned, knowing that everything before him was his for the taking. You let your eyes wander from his face down his body where you could see his erection absolutely straining against the denim containing it. You thought it looked so desperate to be freed, to be touched, that maybe it was almost as desperate as you were. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath to try to calm the lustful need bubbling up through every fiber of your being, but it didn’t do much good. 

Dean dropped his red plaid flannel to the floor and tore his t-shirt over his head. When he pulled his belt through the belt loops of his jeans, you couldn’t stop the low, desperate groan from escaping your throat. 

“What? You want this cock, sweetheart?” Dean chuckled. He dropped the belt and undid the button on his jeans, and every move he made to lower the zipper and push his pants and boxer briefs over his hips was so slow and deliberate that you tried with everything in you to press your thighs together. 

“Yes, sir. Please,” you whined, knowing any punishment for talking would be worth it at this point. You needed him and you needed him to know that. Luckily, Dean seemed to enjoy when his fuck toy replied, because he bit his lip and smirked. He dropped his jeans and underwear to the floor and stepped out of them. He wrapped one large, perfect hand over the hard, thick object of your desire and took deliberate, purposeful steps to approach you again.

“Open up, princess.” You obeyed immediately, opening your mouth and letting your jaw muscles slacken. He grinned and teased the tip of his cock around your lips, and your tongue reached out to taste him. Your tongue caressed the needy red head of his cock and lapped up the bead of precum leaking from his slit. Dean let out a low groan that came more from his chest than his throat and reached up to stroke your cheek. “Be a good girl for me,” he whispered before he thrust his hips forward to shove all of himself between your lips. Once the briefest moment of surprise passed, you greedily took him in, engulfing his throbbing cock with your wet, hot mouth. 

You hollowed your cheeks, sucking him down and running your tongue along the underside of him as he found a rhythm. It didn’t take long for him to begin truly fucking your face and you wished so much that your hands were free so you could touch yourself while he did so. With every thrust, you felt him hit the back of your throat and you couldn’t help but think how good it’d feel to have him pounding your pussy like that. Your clit throbbed and your pussy clenched around nothing, both so eager and needing to be touched. 

His grunts were sinful and you swore you could feel them in your core. He held the side of your face in place as he used you, used your mouth like he deserved to. Your mouth had been what disobeyed him, giving in to the temptation of taking something that didn’t belong to you. In return, he got to take something that didn’t belong to him. You were the prize that Sam Winchester had to offer, and you loved it. Tears escaped your eyes as Dean slammed into your throat, sliding hard and fast between your soft lips. You gagged a bit when he went deeper and you felt his rhythm falter. You hummed around him, and only you knew that it was a sound of disappointment, as you’d been wishing, despite how well he was fucking your face, that he’d slide his beautiful, throbbing, delicious cock into your pussy and thrust into you with every bit of force he could muster. 

“Just like that, baby,” Dean grunted when you hummed, “Such a good girl.” You hummed again, only this time the praise swept over you and you wanted to make him cum by any means necessary. You could be a good girl and you’d show him. You let your jaw hang slack as he slammed into your mouth, as the subtle vibrations of your humming threw him over the ledge into his climax. With one hard thrust sending him impossibly deeper into your throat, he came. His gentle hold on your face was no longer gentle as he pushed you toward him, keeping your head in place as thick ropes of his sweet release spurted down your eager throat. When he finished, he loosened his grip on you and pulled his softening cock out of your mouth slowly, like despite the post-orgasm sensitivity, he never wanted to leave the perfect warm cavern beyond your lips.

He sighed, taking a deep breath to bring himself back to Earth, and you licked your lips to get the stray cum that had smeared there when he pulled out of your mouth. He grinned and you grinned back at him. 

“Sam was right,” he started, “You really are an even better fuck toy than you are a hunter. I didn’t know that was possible.” You blushed, but couldn’t take your eyes off of him. He may have gotten his release but you were still aching and needy for yours. However, you knew that this was about making your transgressions up to Dean, so you wouldn’t say anything. This would make incredible fodder for the next time you played with yourself, or you’d think back to it when Sam took you to bed and reclaimed you later like he did after every time he’d shared you.

“Mmm,” you hummed, “Glad I could be of service. Did it make up for stealing and finishing your good whiskey?” 

“Oh we’re nowhere near finished, princess. I haven’t even gotten to feel that tight, pretty pussy squeezing around me.” He smirked and your cunt clenched, pulsing with arousal, excitement, and anticipation. 

“Are you gonna fuck me good and hard, Dean?” you asked, your expression a combination of puppy dog eyes and a sly grin. Dean ran his fingers through his hair and groaned.

“You have no idea, sweetheart. I’m gonna fuck you til you’re not sure you can cum anymore and you can’t remember your name. We’re just getting started.”

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tags: @hobby27 @akshi8278 (Wanna be tagged?)

[orionsangel86]

Bibros talking about how beautiful that ending was because it's just the boys and how "this is what they deserved" and how that last shot of the car was a call back to the early seasons and was beautiful (and apparently that slightly prolonged shot of the hands of Sam handing Dean the beer somehow means Wincest is Canon????) And I'm just jshdhsjhdhdhdhfhfhd do these people???? Not see?? How sloppy and rushed and bland and boring and anticlimactic and honestly cringe worthy that fight scene was written??

And there's STILL SO MANY QUESTIONS? (Even excluding the romantic storylines)

Who's Death now?

What's Jack gonna do?? Just like be?? What happened to his sadness of outliving his friends and family?

And Sam and Dean. Do they just, what? Drive around? Talking in the sights of the world? Living in the car like they used to? Fighting monsters again??? No friends or family cuz they all DEAD

Is the Empty happy and asleep (what a mood) or still pissed about the explosion?

I thought Chuck had no domain over the Empty and he just bought Lucifer back? What??

Is this is truly the ending then wHAT THE FUCK IS IN THE NEXT EP (jk I know but like logically there's literally nothing else left and people don't see it?)

Honestly I was despairing yesterday because of the "WHERE'S CAS?" but now I'm like calm cuz comE ON

When all the plot stuff is wrapped up, what else do you have?

(feel free to answer this privately)

I hope you don’t mind me answering this publically because let me tell you my friend, you are SO RIGHT and people need to see it.

The way 19 wrapped up like a show ending (enough that some journalists mistook this for the actual finale) is so GLARINGLY OBVIOUS to me that next week is gonna spin ALL OF THIS ON ITS HEAD.

I think that bronlies are just gonna be in denial and pretend that episode 20 doesn’t happen tbh. Which is fine. That’ll probably be what Russia, China, Poland and the Middle East do as well. Good to know who Bronlies align themselves with in the grand scheme of things: homophobia.

Honestly, the way this episode just pinged something in my brain and made me lose any doubt or fear or anxiety I had left thanks to a dumb bronly ending and a cringefest of a montage to the song running on empty. Just. Wow.

[thefallofbyzantine]

hey...um im little desperate about the fact that I couldn’t find one of the fanfics I read two months ago, so I decide to post here to see if there’s anyone happens to know the name of it.

It’s a wincest fanfic (including sam&dean different pov) happening after swan song, but sam didn’t lose his soul when he back from the cage. Sam chose to use a spell? or something as disguise to live around dean since he didn’t want to ruin dean’s life again but he also couldn’t live without him utterly (dean lived with Lisa at that time). He used a pseudonym (I dont remember the name) and worked at the coffee shop or bakery near lisa’s house, where dean sometimes would go to buy a coffee, and they become friends. Sam finally decided to leave (?he had some suicidal thoughts or sth), unfortunately, his car broken at the middle of the trip and had no choice but call dean for help. It took time to repair the car, so sam went back to Lisa’s house with dean to attend Ben’s birthday? or a party thing. Sam accidentally dropped the amulet without noticing that he carried all the time, and Ben picked it up giving it to dean. Dean freaked out at the sight of the amulet but assumed Sam as other hunters who wanted to kill/hurt him instead. At the end, well, its a happy ending.

It’s a well written story so I can almost remember the whole plot, if you know anything about this fanfic, plz feel free to dm/reply me under this post🥺

[hoboal87-library]

Pairing(s): Dark!Winchesters x F!Reader, Sam x Dean, 

Characters: au!dark!Sam, au!dark!Dean, au!dark!John, F!Reader

Series Summary: In the late 1800′s, while working a case in London, the Winchester’s set their sights on Y/N, and decide to make her theirs.

Series Warnings: *Rape/Non-Con, Dub-Con, Regency/Victorian Era AU, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, Wincest, smut, Stockholme Syndrome, violence, kidnapping, humiliation/degradation, sexual assault. Each part will have its own warnings, but these apply to all parts that are currently written.

*TW: This a dark!fic and includes potentially triggering content, you are responsible for your own media consumption. Please, read the warnings and move along if you feel like this may trigger and/or offend you.

I blame this whole series on @cockslut-padalecki and @negans-lucille-tblr. thank you both for encouraging me to write outside my comfort zone and produce this wonderful work of darkness 😘

[starrose17]

Aww man I dont know what to call this feeling I'm getting over sam and dean. It's not wincest, it's not romantic I cannot get over the fact they are brothers, but my heart....oh how my heart just explodes at the sight of them. It's not romantic but to see that deep and strong love they have for each other during that finale just makes my soul soar. What do you call this it's not a ship, it's just...its such a gorgeous and beautiful love they have for each other as brothers it makes me want to squeal.

Help I'm falling but I dont know what I'm falling in to!

[nileqt87]

Despair For Castiel: A Review

From a series of posts before and after watching:

Before:

As far as I'm concerned, I'm now imagining the Empty having to deal with Gabriel and Balthazar redecorating the Empty into the angel/demon afterlife (probably with a lot of wacky alternate realities and bad porno) with all the free will angels and redemptive demons invited, Cas finding Meg and eventually Jack again for his true happy ending that he can have and Crowley probably trying to install himself as king again. Then when Rowena finally exits as Queen of Hell, she'll join and Crowley will annoyed, but Gabriel will be happy to see her again. LOL.

Megstielers also got robbed hard with all that setup of Cas still pining for Meg for YEARS, the Empty using her image (not Dean!) to taunt him (the Empty clearly saw Meg in Cas' head when it could have taken the form of anyone, including Cas like last time) and a whole dropped plot thread that Cas made a deal with Ruby to break a demon out of the Empty, which only makes sense with the one and only demon he'd actually want to let out of the Empty. That's dangling one 'ship a whole bunch of carrots (like every single Clarence reference for a decade) to rip the rug out from under them.

I suppose I should've seen it coming when the previously on segment for 15x13 was a Pizza Man and the Babysitter retrospective that shoved Cas out of the Pizza Man role beside Babysitter Nurse Meg to shove Dean into Megstiel's sexy times meme. I guess it turned Cas into just Dean's Baby in a Trench Coat (which was an insult about being useless to Dean's cause without powers, which suggests Cas has no worth to him otherwise), since he got infantilized with the removal of the Pizza Man originally being him.

I still haven't watched the episode. The Tumblr crap is that off-putting.

What should've been an epic moment in Cas' story is now tainted by his love of humanity, found family and free will (his real love story is with all of humanity and finding belonging, in spite of always being on the outside looking in on a life he can't have because he's not human) being reduced to horny girls who just want fetish smut with Dean and don't give a fig about canon Cas outside of a toxic, abusive crack!ship. It's always so immature and vapid!

It was immediately clear when I joined the fandom that shockingly few gave a crap about any character but Dean, even refusing to see what he's become in later seasons. Also numerous examples where they admit having not seen the show in a decade or only knowing the show via manipulative .gif sets. Cas and Sam (if they remember him at all) are just props or prizes to be won. They ignore context of familial/platonic relationships. Canon love interests aren't good enough because they're not the big prize of being a main. I also note the deluge of Wincest girls who hate Cas for existing (he's in their way) in the anti-Destiel tag.

I can't say the .gifs are making me want to watch, even though the dialog is vague enough to still fit Cas' actual character for the general audience who isn't glued to social media.

As for Dean's non-reaction, I had similar problems with Jensen's constipated acting back in 15x03 when Cas finally walked away while Dean looked like he couldn't care less, which the writers coincidentally praised Jensen for (holy crap that interview was up his backside) and completely ignored Misha actually giving a good performance in a scene that actually meant something long coming for Cas. I certainly can't say the same about the quality of this scene, which just looks forced on both ends.

I hope I like the episode more than the sounds of it, but my hopes aren't high. This is not how I wanted Cas' final moments on the show to be.

After:

Well, I got up the stomach to watch it tonight. Thankfully, in context, it definitely got blown way out of proportion by what the Hellers turned it into (as usual). Yeah, even when watching while unfortunately not blind to the wackadoodle fandom discourse, it played out better on screen than the .gifs. And frankly, a whole lot less like creepy Care Bear stare nightmare fuel than the few choice screenshots kept showing (yikes). I still wish Sam and Jack had been there, because they're just as much part of what connected Cas to feeling like part of a family (even more so in the later years), but it's not the total monstrosity it was turned into online.

Average viewers who just take canon as is without trying to read into it what they want to be there instead, IMO, will safely interpret it platonically (even if coming after a particularly hellish few years in Dean's personality rot where the whole friendship was beginning to be questionable) more often than not because that's what the canon has said for a dozen years. Again, I repeat that Cas already told the Winchesters he loved them when he thought he was dying.

It's a crime to have Cas' perfect philia (brotherly), storge (parental) and agape-style (sacrificial and unconditional) loves being immaturely twisted into eros in a way that degrades the whole meaning of the character's journey. People telling each other they love one another when it's not sexual should never be mocked into being afraid to do so because of this insidious, willful misinterpretation. If only somebody had told Cas they love him instead of him always being the one with his heart on his sleeve!

This character went from being tortured into a robotic, emotionless, ancient, not-remotely-humanoid being who couldn't relate to the simplest of human needs to being someone deeply in love with humanity and wanting to find belonging amongst it despite knowing it would always end with him watching them all grow old and die after having families and such experiences angels are forbidden from having (another reason why Jack was so important to Cas' story).

The wording is valid for that philia/agape interpretation, given Cas definitely equated Dean (whom Cas watched sacrificing himself for Sam endlessly, including why he had to be raised from perdition in the first place) with a guide role in his learning to understand humanity and proudly-defiant free will before he could love it. It's valid enough to say that Cas wouldn't have broken his programming permanently without being challenged to question everything he'd ever believed and give up his entire angelic belonging. That much of it did begin with Cas just happening to be the angel who succeeded in the Hell rescue.

Obviously, it's also canon that Cas had a long history of not following orders and getting lobotomized by Naomi, but Cas actually understanding humanity and what free will means did happen only after this particular rebellion. I'm very glad at least that was in the speech, but of course, it's being hopelessly ignored.

I stand by my interpretation that what Cas can't have has always been the tragic version of The Little Mermaid where she turns into sea foam in the end. Cas has always looked in on what everyone else takes for granted from the outsider's perspective. There's a part of him that will always be left out, no matter how well he learns to fit in and how much those around him begin to treat him as a real person. Cas never really got to truly belong with humanity, no matter how much he loves and is loved by it. He's also not getting to stay where he wants to be. There's no Pinocchio ending for Cas that turns him into a real Winchester.

Sadly, Dean's constant othering of him and Jack like they're just more monsters to hunt only alienated them more. Jack was someone Cas could relate to as a supernatural being capable of human emotions, which might also have furthered his draw towards Meg. Sam was also someone Cas could relate to as freaks and abominations amongst their own kinds. Sam always had that same struggle, also with his own family. It goes a long way towards explaining why Sam was always so empathetic to Cas and Jack in a way that Dean couldn't be. All three kept conflicting with that black & white humans = good/other = bad mindset that sometimes creeps in with Dean. When Cas was Dean's "best friend" in the early days, he rationalized it by thinking of Cas as being "like" a human ("You used to be human, or at least like one.").

Yet it still remains true that Cas often found himself looking to Dean to teach him about humanity back when he didn't know enough about it to be inconspicuous amongst them. Dean gave him the crash course in both what humanity is willing to do for each other, but also its flaws and failings at the same time.

Perhaps the saddest scenes in the episode were actually Sam watching everyone poof in front of him. Sam has really been forced to watch a lot of death scenes this season all by himself (as with Rowena), but he looked the most broken by Eileen's. Cas is going to be hard on him, because I genuinely think Sam was far closer to him in the end. Sam was the one who actually was trying to reach out to Cas when Dean repeatedly kept him out of the loop. Sam being left out from the final words with Cas or even hearing first-hand about the deal with the Empty just furthers that tragedy. While Dean has been raging at everything in sight, Sam and Cas have both looked broken, sad and tired all season.

[deans-mind-palace]

Sweet as marshmallows

Pairing: Dean x Male!Reader

Summary: Things get heated between you and the elder hunter after a dangerous Wendigo hunt. 

Word Count: 1,400+

Warnings: Smut, angst 

Author’s Note: The shot is based on this request. I would love a dean x male reader and if sam wanted to join in/some wincest occurred, I wouldn’t be mad. I’m thinking reader has been a longtime friend and fellow hunter. They’ve all just finished a hunt and either dean or reader had a close call which leads to an unplanned and heated kiss in the aftermath when adrenaline is still running high. Whether it leads to a declaration of feelings or they agree to be fuck buddies (although one of them is secretly pining) is fine with me. Enjoy and shower it with love.

You ran further and further into the forest. Your footsteps echoed muffled on the soft ground. The adrenaline pumped through your veins and again and again you looked back frantically. But you could not see it. Your foot got stuck on a protruding root and you almost fell, but caught yourself in the last moment.

"Come on!" shouted Dean, who had already arrived at the safe circle. Sam reached him seconds later and your feet moved faster. "Hurry up!" yelled Dean, whose gaze was written in panic. Your lungs screamed for oxygen but you didn't allow yourself a break. One pause, one little mistake and you'd be sentenced to death. You heard a growl nearby, then a human laugh and your hand rushed to the knife that was jingling in your belt. The knife would not hurt it. It was useless. You saw Dean's eyes widen and he aimed his shotgun at something over your shoulder. Immediately, Sam ripped the gun out of his brother's hand. "You're just making it mad!" hissed Sam, who unloaded the gun. At that exact moment you slipped inside the safety circle. Dean grabbed you by the hand and pulled you back to your feet. Your chest slammed into his and he smiled.

"Hey there, mate." Dean winked at you. You laughed with relief. The deep laugh rumbled in your chest. Then you took a few steps away from the older hunter to put some distance between you. Sam drew new runes on the floor in the meantime. You felt the presence of the dark being lurking out there in the shadows. The Wendigo was just waiting for one of you to make the first mistake. It enjoyed playing with your psyche. The bushes rushed and something scurried around your camp so quickly that not even the flickering flames of the fire could catch it. Your heart was still beating in your throat.

"At least we found the bastard's hiding place now!" Dean growled grimly as he sat down by the fire and stared into the flames. The reddish glow of the flames illuminated his face in the dark. It cast long shadows over his features. You sat down next to him and looked up at the sky full of glimmering stars. It would have been almost romantic, had you not been in serious danger. "Tomorrow we'll get it!" you muttered, and Dean fixed you with his apple-green eyes that shimmered in the dark like two emeralds. Sam sat down across from you and nodded his head. "Damn right."

Your gaze wandered out into the depths of the dark woods in the middle of the Rocky Mountains. Somewhere out there, the wendigo lay in wait for its next victim. You couldn't see it in the dark, but you knew it was there. The wind rustled through the leaves and the trees rushed ominously above your heads. Sam yawned and smacked softly. "Do we have any marshmallows?" Dean asked and looked at his little brother hopefully. You rummaged in your pocket and threw him an unopened package and he beamed. "Never come unprepared, Dean." You winked at him slyly and he laughed while Sam rolled his eyes because of your dirty puns but at his lips tugged a grin as well.

"I'll call it a night, guys," Sam said, yawning like a confirmation. "Night, Sam," you said and he smiled warmly at you. Dean paid no attention to him but happily stuck as many marshmallows as possible on a stick he'd found in the brush. Sam moved the zipper of his tent and you heard the rustling of sheets followed by a soft snoring a few minutes later. You stared into the flames. Dean's sudden cursing ripped you from your thoughts. You had to laugh at the sight because Dean had stuffed as many marshmallows as possible in his mouth. His cheeks were full and he looked like a hamster. "Damn, that shit's hot." he cursed muffled by the marshmallows in his mouth. His lips glistened from the sugar and white spurts were covering them. Immediately you wondered how his lips would look stretched around your cock with your white spurts on his lips.

He saw your look and tapped with one hand on the free spot next to him. Immediately you slid closer and put your head on his shoulder. "Man, thought I'd loose you out there, pookie bear." You snorted at his nickname for you. "I'm not that easy to get rid off, De." You mumbled and started to cover his neck in feathery kisses. The fire crackled. "Damn right. You're mine." Goose bumps ran down your body and he turned his head towards you. His eyes locked on you intensely and the fire gleamed at him from the side. His eyes moved to your mouth and his tongue ran lazily across his lips. Your fingers stroked the rough stubble that shadowed his cheeks. He leaned into the touch.

Greedily, his lips found yours and your teeth clashed against each other. It was a wild mixture of tongues, lips and teeth. You both struggled for dominance for a moment, then Dean gave in. Even though he was always very dominant on the outside, he liked to give up control and responsibility. You knew that, and you liked to take advantage of it. Gently you bit his lower lip and he sighed as your tongue apologetically stroked his lips. Immediately you took the opportunity and your tongue entered his mouth while your fingers dug into his short blond strands. Dean still tasted sweet after the sugar of the marshmallows.

Gently he pushed you and you lay under him. He moved above you and you groaned as his hand made its way to the bulge in your jeans. Your hands skillfully opened the buttons of his plaid shirt. Then you stroked his belly and he shivered under your touch. Soon his fingers found the button of your pants and opened them. As he prepared you, his lips never left yours. Only after one groan from you and a second finger from him did his lips leave yours and wander across your face. Soon you could not wait any longer and pulled impatiently at his belt. He laughed at your impatience.

"Eager, are we?" he asked laughing and you cried out as his fingers left your body. You heard the sound of his belt hitting the forest floor and the sound of his zipper. The anticipation filled your whole body and you couldn't wait any longer. Dean jerked his cock and made you wait. Just when you thought you couldn't stand this torture anymore, you felt his velvety tip on your asshole. Then he penetrated you and stretched you pleasantly. You relished in the feeling of his hard and thick cock in your tight hole. He gave you some time to get used to him before he finally moved. You threw your head back and moaned deeply, your muscles tightened around Dean. He too growled deeply and his chest vibrated from the deep noise under your fingers.

"So tight." whined Dean. You gasped as he started to pound into your tight heat. The muscles in his jaw were set tight and he had to hold on to himself so he wouldn't come too early. The twitch of your muscles around his cock made it hard for him. You both gasped with effort and his hot breath stroked your lips before he shut your mouth again with his. More and more quickly his thrusts became. With each thrust he brought you closer to the edge of your orgasm. You moaned as his hand went between your sweaty bodies and embraced your hard cock that bounced up and down with every thrust. You gasped in surprise as he bit your lip and his thumb simultaneously spread the pre-cum from your slit over the swollen head of your cock. His next thrust pushed you over the edge and your orgasm hit you so hard that you saw stars. Trembling and shaking you came undone beneath his hot body. His hand jerked you through your orgasm and you cried out as your cum spurted over your bellies. Your muscles clenched deliciously around Dean and he threw his head back in the neck as he changed his pace one last time. His thrusts grew erratic and he lost his rhythm when he pounded into you mercilessly.

You felt his cock twitching inside you, then he moaned and collapsed as soon as his hot load coated your insides. He caught himself in the last moment. You were both trying to catch your breath as he pulled you close to his body. Your head lay on his heaving chest. While being in your post coital bliss you felt safe in his arms. No matter what, Dean would always protect you. You were sure of that.

Dean spread open-mouthed kisses on your damp skin and you shuddered. "That was amazing." He mumbled and his lips lazily grazed your ear. "Beyond amazing." You agreed, then you rolled over so you were spooning him. You pulled him close because you knew that Dean loved to be the little spoon sometimes. "Thank you, babe." You mumbled and spread kisses on his bare shoulder. He smiled at you lazily the he sighed and his fingers traced over your arm wrapped around his chest. "I wish it could always be like this. I wish it wasn't so damn dangerous out there. The world a little less dark. I'm tired of always losing," he said, looking up at the stars. The fire was almost gone and only the embers were left glowing. "So tonight you better stop and rebuild all your ruins, because peace and trust can win the day despite all your losing." You whispered into his ear while the cool wind of the forest gave your damp bodies goosebumps. You nudged closer as the wind rustled through the trees.

"Did you just quote Led Zeppelin?" he asked and looked at you in surprise. "Yeah." Your fingers traced the outlines of his muscles. A grin spread across Dean's face. "Oh, God, I love you!" Then he widened his eyes in horror. "I- I no - sorry - I meant that-" he stuttered. But your thumb ran across his swollen lips and he fell silent. You smiled as you bent down and kissed him.

"It's okay, Dean. I love you too." You breathed against his lips.

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[fogsrollingin]

what are your favorite wincest noncon fics?

hmmm great question!

Noncon isn’t a tag I seek out but every once in awhile I come across it in a ‘that was rapey but I can handle it’ way. Also, I have lots of rape/trauma recovery recs, but ‘wincest noncon’ suggest you’re looking for a lack of consent between Dean/Sam so I’m gonna go that direction 👍 ✧ My fic recs are updated regularly on DW and quarterly on Tumblr. Link to the possibly updated reclist on DW here ✧ My entire catalogue of fic recs on tumblr here ✧ This post was last updated 1/21/2022 ✧ For epubs of rec’d fanfic from LJ or DW, click to this post.

leonidaslion’s Bright Lights of Disturbia (AO3). Rated NC-17, Dean/Sam, 373k words. Summary:  Not all of our scars are worn on the outside… ao3.org/works/181007 my thoughts: an epic & full of Dean whump which, oddly, also isn’t my preference, but despite it all I couldn’t put this story down... and its HEA ending had me reccing it in my favorite winter holidays fics, hah

Iron Ridge Pack ‘Verse by meus_venator. Rated NC-17, unrelated Sam/Dean, 193k. Summary: Federal Marshal Jensen Ackles of the Hunter Division was the best tracker the department had on the west coast. Having watched his entire family be slaughtered by a wolf pack as a child, Jensen dedicated himself to becoming a hunter. Under his watch no one would ever suffer as he had, and renegade werewolves would be brought to justice and shipped back to the rez where they belonged. When a call came in about a were sighting in the sleepy town of Munter’s Gorge, Montana, Jensen thought he’d be home in no time. Then he met Jared at the local coffee shop and the case suddenly became a whole lot more complicated. ao3.org/series/248002 my thoughts: Fucked up A/B/O in all its glory. I absolutely love it with zero shame - really, how can you wander about fandom with shame? Fanfiction is pure id and the journey into meus_venator’s on-point id game is always a rabbit hole of addictive depravity with wholesome love & tenderness that somehow bubbles out of it all. Her works (especially this one) hook and drag me in to bed as early as 8PM and doesn’t let me sleep until like 3. This fic is also in my animal transformations reclist.

Dragon Spell by virtualpersonal and brimstonegold (LJ). Rated NC-17, Sam/Dean, 112k. Summary:  Crossover with Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders of Pern. Snooping around in his father's storage locker, Sam touches something he shouldn't and gets sucked into a world where dragonriders must protect their world from a continuous threat of threadfall. Dean follows and finds Sam has lost his memories. Until they get out of this mess, they have to ‘make like the natives.’ virtualpersonal.livejournal.com/206751.html my thoughts: This story was my gateway fic to dragon AUs and it's been ah👏ma👏zing👏 reading and exploring this one and all the others! While it’s a crossover with Anne McCaffrey’s Pern universe, I had no idea and rolled with it anyway, so you definitely don’t need to have read the McCaffrey’s series to understand this story (but it’s a great in that it gives you the gist of what other Pern x SPN fics incorporate in their crossovers as well). Love the amnesia trope deftly used here to kinda excuse/explain how the wincest unfolds

Amidst the Chaos by AnOddSock. NC-17, Dean/Sam, 18k words. Summary: The apocalypse began and Dean’s world shattered. The rest of the world wasn’t too far behind. Years later, after fighting and planning and hoping, there’s finally a chance to get through to Sam — to give him the opportunity to come kicking and screaming back to the surface and wrest control away from Lucifer. Dean doesn’t want to hurt Sam, but he’ll do whatever it takes. He just needs to find a way to connect, a way in. And he always was better with his hands, and his touch, than he was with words. ao3.org/works/20580200 my thoughts: I’ve never read a story that makes sexual climax as close to the same thing as the story’s plot climax, lol. Fucking brilliant! I mean this got so graphic and brutal but it had explicit, deeply important reasons behind why it needed to be expounded upon. I totally loved this fic for that. It had me both riveted and a little turned on the whole way through.

Rattling Your Locks by cherie_morte (LJ). Rated NC-17, Jensen/Jared. 50k. Summary:  AU: Born into slavery, Jared has been trained and used as a pleasure slave ever since he was a teenager. Rare and coveted because of his Alpha status, Jared has always sold to the richest and often cruelest of masters. His new master, the young but ruthless CEO of TradeMark Entertainment, Jensen Ackles, seems no different. At least, not until Jared stops to wonder what a consummate Alpha male like Ackles would want with another Alpha as his pleasure slave. Things only get more confusing when Jared arrives at his new master’s home and finds that there are no other slaves. He soon learns that Ackles freed all of his father’s slaves when he inherited them and has been a vocal supporter and patron of anti-slavery groups since. Jared doesn’t know how to reconcile this knowledge with his master’s outward coldness, but the more he learns about Ackles, the less he seems to fit into the assumptions that Jared has made about him. infatuated-ink.livejournal.com/73226.html my thoughts: Normally I don’t go for alpha!Jared but this was an amaaaazing story. The development Jensen and Jared’s characters, the progress they made with each other, was terrific. A few times the events in the story had me take pause but at the end of the day I really liked how sketchy and gray and conflicted everybody was when it came to that reconciliation aspect mentioned in her summary. Just a really fantastic and wonderfully long read! This fic is in my slave reclist.

Fortress series by glasslogic (AO3). Rated NC-17, Sam/Dean, 225k words. Summary: Seven years ago Dean Winchester paid his due to the Crossroads Demon and fell into Hell. Grief almost killed Sam, a demon blood addiction came closer, but he rid himself of demonic attachments and spent years building himself a prison where no demon can set foot, determined to take himself out of the apocalyptic game that had crushed his family. But each year on Earth is an eternity in Hell, and now Dean is back. Angry, powerful, and demonic; he has a plan to wreck vengeance on those who destroyed his life. A plan that will shake the foundations of the Pit and send shock-waves into Heaven. Dragging a reluctant Sam in his wake, will Dean manage to pull it off before the combined legions of Hell get their act together enough to stop him ao3.org/series/20086 my thoughts: A super well-written, dark version of Demon!Dean where his ‘evil’ nature and his ‘good’ goals (and kind of amoral adoration of Sam) are balanced. It was satisfying to read Demon!Dean saving Sam from Ruby but warning there’s a lot of rape-or-die to that whole thing. Not a lot of tender shmoop but I really enjoyed this story. Quality, edge-of-your-seat plot progression (using seasons 4 & 5 as a basic road map)

thank you so much for the question, anon! 🤗💛