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maipareshaan · 1 year
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They should have literally done this with Dean, my god it would be so funny, but also they wouldn't cuz its not that kind of network, but they should have done it, and Sam should have been like wtf that's insane. As compensation for this hilarious warcrime, they should have then done fully canon Destiel.
Perfect.
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spnshameblog · 10 months
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Bruh stop coming out as wincest shippers pls wtf 😭
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kellyscabin · 10 months
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get destieled…..
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his what now
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jayjay-thejet-plane · 2 months
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Guys guys guys
what if demon dean put a muzzle on sam😳
ps check my reblog for more context😈😈😈
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navyblueart · 1 year
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take a body, maybe your own, and dump it gently.
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incesthemes · 10 days
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this has to have been mentioned before but since i've never seen it: it makes me crazy that after sam tells gordon no one's allowed to call him sammy except for dean, dean calls him sammy every single time he mentions him in that conversation. like.
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what are you doing dean. are you boasting that you get to call him sammy. are you trying to mark your territory here. what's going on in your brain like actually
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boywifesammy · 7 months
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???????? IM SORRY….
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WHAT DID THEY MEAN BY THIS???????
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ihatedean · 27 days
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it's so small but there's something so interesting to me about the fact that when dean makes eileen's "pro list" with sam he says "she gets it. she gets us" instead of... you know, the much more normal and sane alternative when talking about your brother's potential partner, "she gets you."
it speaks volumes I think because there are so many examples of their attempts at a committed relationship failing specifically because [she] (insert whatever name you want here) did not get them. like, as a unit. [she] understood sam or understood dean and could maybe have given them something they wanted; you think you love someone, and yeah, there's baggage, he's been through some shit he doesn't want to talk about, but sometimes that's relationships, right? but if you had to pinpoint a moment in the relationship when things got bad, it would literally be the second the brother shows up. that's when you realize this man can't even imagine being anything but a half of something else. you love a person that is incapable of seeing himself as such. you loved a coping mechanism.
i don't think dean believes sam ever needed his seal of approval to be with eileen, not consciously at least, but the highlight of these late seasons is witnessing the aftermath of these two accepting that they cannot breathe if they don't know where the other one is. even worse, how natural they make it seem. of course i killed myself to bring you back. water is wet, dude, keep up. and just like dean said, eileen just... gets that. definitely because she met them at a very different point in their lives in comparison to, say, lisa or amelia. they have a security that only comes with seeing with your own eyes as your brother literally kills death for you. eillen knows that if she wants sam, he'll always carry dean with him. she might not fully understand how deep it goes or how bad it can get because she never witnessed it, all she knows is that brother trumps over girlfriend, she's not fighting it.
compared to sam who barely opens up to his partners and i assume only scratched the surface of The Thing with his brother, dean personally had his ex calling him out on his weird relationship with sam. like, lisa borderline insults them lol and though i don't think lisa's words made him insecure about it, it's not surprising he'd be more aware of eileen's reaction to it. "i tried the family thing" essentially means "i let someone see it."
if eileen stays there she'll be dating the two of them, just... in a not-fun, very unsexy way. and no one in that bunker stops for a second to think how deeply disturbing that is.
anyways i wrote this three days ago and thought maybe my brain made up the "she gets us" part, so i looked up the clip to make sure i'm not crazy and found this in the comments. thank you sinasina4170 on youtube two years ago. you said it a lot better in a lot less words.
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inbredbrotherhood · 5 months
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Sam and Dean could be damn near fucking on screen and the script will say “SAM looks at DEAN with eternal, brotherly devotion — fuck everything else, except the importance of family”.
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maipareshaan · 1 year
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Hbo spn this Hbo spn that, clearly Showtime spn was needed
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meatsochism · 24 days
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wincest is great becuause theyre BOTH controlling freaks about eachother. dean is willing to go to the ends of the earth to manipulate sam into believing what he wants sam to believe and sam WOULD hurt himself to prove the tiniest point.
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realbeefman · 3 months
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say "sam and dean winchester are psychotically, irrationally codependent on each other" and no one bats an eye... say "sam and dean winchester are erotically codependent"
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jayjay-thejet-plane · 1 month
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Smoke break
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weirdbrosinc · 5 months
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cas-dyke · 3 months
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getting deeper into the lore of the spn fandom is wild.
like, i’ve got my interpretation of the show based on the weird shit they show us, but then there’s all this record of the people who MADE THE SHOW LIKE THAT going “no, your version is wrong and stupid and actually insane and we never even did any of that and you’re crazy and also a freak” like they’re your weird gaslighting ex
and like part of me understands because i’m sure i would also be scared of fan interpretation if half of my fans steered into hardcore incest. but the other part of me is actually gnawing on the bars of my enclosure because the cw
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bloodfreak-boyking · 5 months
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i literally can't stop thinking about shifter!dean so i curse thee with a brain dump ficlet. cw for non-con groping & kissing
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"See, deep down, I'm just jealous. You got friends, you could have a life," the shifter said, Dean's stolen face barely visible in the dim sewer light. His eyes flicked between Sam's, hurt and something unidentifiable swimming in them. "Me?" He leaned in closer, the space between them growing hot and humid. Sam could feel the shifter's breath on his cheek. "I know I'm a freak."
Sam scowled, glaring the creature down. "What the hell are you talking about?" Dean was a lot of things; a nerd, a jerk, disgustingly charming, but not a freak. That title was reserved for Sam.
A grin twitched across the shifter's lips. "Oh, you don't know, do you?" it said, amusement thick in his voice.
Sam knew he should ignore it, this impulse to get insight into his brother's mind, his thoughts and feelings that he kept held so closely to his chest. The thing would probably lie anyway. But Sam was never good at resisting temptation. "Know what?"
Not-Dean was suddenly straddling Sam's thighs, a lascivious smile on his face. Sam instinctively tried to move away, but the rope kept him from doing much more than squirming under the creature's weight. A low chuckle rumbled in its chest. "Dean here?" It shoved its hand between them, roughly palming Sam through worn denim. Sam tried to stifle a gasp, only half succeeding. "He wants you. Hell, he's wanted you since he was seventeen."
Sam felt frozen, shock making his limbs feel numb. Or maybe that was the rope cutting off his circulation, he couldn't really spare the brain power to tell. "Wh-what? No, you...you're lying."
The shifter leaned in closer, nipping at Sam's earlobe. "Oh, the things he wants to do to you." He ground his hips down against Sam's lap forcefully. "His sweet little Sammy."
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Sam registered Not-Dean was hard. Another sharp bite, this time to the hinge of his jaw, had him letting out a startled yelp.
The shifter groaned against his skin. "God what he would give to hear you make noises like that." It grabbed a fistful of Sam's hair, yanking down on it hard. Sam, in an attempt to stifle a loud cry, let a pitiful whimper slip past his lips instead. The creature's eyelids fluttered shut. "Fuck, yeah, just like that."
Warm, plush lips were suddenly on him, sliding against his stock-still ones. Before his brain could send the message of no bad no, his own lips were moving. The shifter growled and pulled his head back further, drawing a gasp out of Sam and giving himself an opening to lick deep into Sam's mouth. A soft moan escaped Sam. What could he say? The thing could kiss. Dean could kiss.
It was like a bucket of ice water was dumped on him. He twisted his head away, forcibly breaking the kiss. His heart was hammering in his chest and his stomach flipped and the worst part was, Sam couldn't tell if it was disgust or...
The shifter slowly stood, still trying to catch its breath. It reached down and grabbed one of their duffel bags, swinging it over his shoulder. "Well, it's been great, y'know, shattering your worldview and all," he looked Sam up and down once more, predatory, "but I've got a hot date with lovely little Becky."
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"Well that's 'cause you're a freak," Dean, the real Dean, teased from behind the wheel as Saint Louis disappeared behind them.
Sam snorted. "Yeah, thanks," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
"Well I'm a freak too. I'm right there with you, all the way."
"Yeah, I know you are." Sam looked down at his hands, twisting them nervously in his lap. The shifter's words bounced around his brain: He wants you. He shifted in his seat and bit his lip, the next part of the memory playing involuntarily.
Dean shot him a quick glance out of the corner of his eye. "What?"
"Dean...um..." Sam readjusted in his seat again, the Impala suddenly feeling claustrophobically small. "Well, I, uh-"
"C'mon Sammy, spit it out."
"The...the, uh, shifter. It...well it...there's something..."
Dean shot him an annoyed glare "Sam," he admonished.
"Do you want me?" Sam blurted out, his face blooming scarlet and his skin too hot.
Dean's grip tightened on the wheel. A muscle in his jaw ticked. "What?" His voice was too calm, too measured.
"The shifter, it said you wanted me. It...it kissed me. Do...do you want me that way, Dean?"
Dean was clenching his teeth so hard that Sam could've sworn he heard his jaw creaking. His knuckles were white on the wheel and his face, where Sam expected to see fiery red skin, angry or embarrassed, was drained of all color. Dean didn't respond or even look at Sam, just turned up the radio so loud that neither could hear themselves think.
Sam's stomach was in knots again, and this time, it was worse: he knew it wasn't disgust.
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