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shirtlesssammy · 2 years
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Hi, can you write a smutty Dean x Sam x reader where the reader is another hunter who has been hunting with them... then Dean and Sam come across her private diary and they plan to re-enact her fantasies about them with her xoxoxo
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nancylou444 · 7 months
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Here's an awesome list of incest relationships
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dyed-red · 1 year
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phyn! happy wincest wednesday! I am thinking about how Sam and Dean are both not great at sharing their feelings. they're inconsistent and bottle everything up until they blow up at each other. do you have anything to share about FEELINGS and the ways the brothers are similar, and different, in how they handle theirs? not sure where I'm going with this but have at 'er
mmmmmmm feelings. they taste so good when they're all suppressed and thorny. this is all opinion and initial thoughts and a super long post but here we go:
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Similarities
Compartmentalization is the big one, to me. Although there are some differences in what and how they compartmentalize, both of them are masters at it. Dean is a bit more blunt about this, especially early on, although I'd argue the pendulum sort of swings at a certain point and we've got Sam with more boxes of unacknowledged shit he's placed in carefully organized rows down in the depths somewhere.
they're also both far more likely to use problem-focused coping, sam especially in the early seasons despite how he tries to get others to acknowledge their emotions. from seasons 1-4, at least, possibly including s5, sam's main (only?) coping skill is to Solve The Problem. this often looks like identifying the issue, researching it, finding a solution, committee 200% to that solution no matter how insane it might be, and putting that plan in motion.
(see: driving the impala into a derelict house in the pilot, the entire episode of Faith, the way he throws himself at finding dad and then at the yellow-eyed demon all to the detriment of saving others and his own life until dean pulls him back from whichever ledge it happens to be this week, the way he approaches the special kids stuff, then the entirety of season 3, and especially how this manifests in both mystery spot and the period we see in 'i know what you did last summer' when dean was dead, and it's part of what makes him so susceptible to ruby who promises solutions, and part of how he ends up rationalizing blood drinking and the kill lilith at all costs attitude)
and i put this under similarities because while dean is actually honestly genuinely better at emotion-focused coping than sam is in those early seasons, he is very solution-oriented in how he tries to approach feelings and emotional issues. this is most especially true for the big things as well: he wants to solve sam's grief in season 1 and he wants to do it by throwing him at women, he decides to solve sam's death by selling his own soul, he even attempts to (re)solve dad's orders to kill sam if needed by trying to convince sam that they should maybe give up hunting early in s2 (it's a weak and half-hearted attempt but worth noting).
and then of course there is just straight-up suppression. play through the pain, push it down and let it come out through bouts of alcoholism and violence, Do Not Talk About It even if you acknowledge its impact on you (sam and his grief over jess, both of them over john's death, dean eventually and his time in hell). this is different than compartmentalization in that it's there on the surface in a huge way and it's plain as day and you know it and acknowledge it but there's nothing you can do about it so you just sort of ignore it and refuse to sit with it or talk about it and just... continue existing with this wound bleeding inward or outward.
(see: getting angry and breaking things, being reckless or self-destructive and endangering self and others, etc. this is not a tactic that works. this is bottle up and explode.)
distractions is one i should mention here too, as one of their core (more healthy and adaptive) emotion-focused coping strategy, but i'm tempted to talk about it more under differences because they have really different distraction methods except for one. they both use fresh/new hunts to distract themselves from whatever it is that is causing them stress or pain.
Differences
continuing on the thread of distractions, dean uses media and escapism through narrative in a way sam simply Does Not. dean watches scooby-doo and horror movies and explicitly says he enjoys the escape and knowing that the bad guy is going to lose in the end. he references books and quotes them far more frequently than sam, everything from aesop to vonnegut, and we know that he loves music quite a bit, probably part of how he drowns out reality or escapes from it when he needs to.
in general, i think dean also dissociates more than sam does. this is integral in some of that 'dean as object' stuff. he separates himself from his physical body and steps behind it and away, so that what is happening to his body isn't happening to him, often when a monster or demon is threatening and implying some sexual violence.
conversely i think sam rationalizes and medicalizes a fair amount. he wants to understand and be able to explain (at least to himself) what his emotions are and what he's going through, because / as if the ability to understand and explain it provides a degree of power over it. sam craves control, and rationalizing affords illusory control over his emotions, allowing him to convince himself he has mastery over those feelings even when he's in fact very off the rails and being dragged around by his emotions like a dog on a leash.
this tends to mean that sam is up in his head explaining and re-explaining his own shit to himself until he's got a handle on it, and dean is out of his head escaping.
sam uses distractions as well, as i said with a new hunt, and with reading the lore. the lore thing is two-fold though -- it provides a sense of control over things again, illusory or real, because that knowledge can help in a pinch, even if it's not related to a current case. so he can kind of convince himself he's reading for work or for a present problem or that it will be helpful, even when he's using it as a distraction.
sam also somatizes more, i think, which is when your psychological stresses manifest in your physical body. we're dipping a little into headcanon territory here but i picture him as someone more prone to headaches and stomach aches than dean as a result of stress and anxiety (dean's stomach aches are earned through eating food he shouldn't have).
i connect this partly to sam's clean living/eating/exercising more as time goes on, although that is also about control. much like reading the lore 'just in case' and developing encyclopedic knowledge of things they may encounter no matter how far-fetched, eating well and exercising affords a small advantage against monsters.
exercising as a coping mechanism more general can also be a way to distract oneself and is a good emotion-focused coping mechanism when used to get restless energy out and improve one's mood. i think sam does use exercise adaptively and healthily like this and it's generally good for him, but yeah that it can and does tend toward obsessive control/coping sometimes.
something i think they do in different ways is also their problem- and emotion-focused approach to 'tend and befriend'. we can cope with our own shit sometimes by getting out of our own heads and focusing on others instead -- helping them with their problems or giving them stuff or just generally socially connecting with laughter and fun.
on this, sam likes to find a person experiencing a problem, get them to open up, provide empathy or offer words of support, and in so doing, stop focusing or worrying so much about his own shit. he does this with dean but also with victims on cases and gets more out of hearing about their issues and offering them advice/support than dean does. dean will engage in the practice too, but it doesn't emotionally feed him the way it does with sam, who processes his own emotions through empathizes with others, and dean does it out of necessity more than anything.
in contrast, dean likes to solve another person's problems for them (see: trying to throw sam at women) or distract himself by hearing about what is going on with others (see: asking cas to distract him when crowley and gadreel are co-possessing sam). solving their shit allows him to stop worrying about it or allows him space to process his stuff, potentially by hearing about theirs and having his own churn themselves along alongside the other person's, or in the meantime.
relatedly, dean also tends to mother hen others, and in so doing he uses caretaking as a means of coping with his own shit. this is part of dean's illusory control methods, because it affords him the sense that he's doing a job and if he does it right then things will be okay. he engages in caretaking by identifying and meeting the needs of others, and this is distinct from him trying to solve their problems only in how it tends to be more emotional, whether that's being 4 or 5 years old telling his mom things will be okay, as an adult pointing out bobby's drinking and later giving him whatever speeches he needs after he's become paralyzed from the waist down, and manifests in so many ways with john and with sam it's not worth counting.
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tl;dr
while both brothers use compartmentalization, suppression, helping others, and distractions at a broad level, at a more specific level, both sam and dean have very different emotion-focused coping mechanisms, and different ways their problem-focused coping manifests.
sam hits his head against a problem until it cracks open, and does so rigidly and to his own (and the planet's) detriment until he is forced to learn some more emotion-focused coping mechanisms after the cage. he is always seeking a sense of control so he reads lore, eats well, pushes his body, and rationalizes/medicalizes until he can gain a sense of control. some of this is adaptive. eventually he learns to sit with his emotions enough to process them as they arise and threaten to overwhelm or overtake him, which allows him to compartmentalize them more effectively as needed.
dean copes with a similar sense of helplessness by distracting himself from the issue through hunting and the job, and sometimes through narrative transportation and by taking care of others, all of which can be adaptive for the smaller issues or one-off hurts, but causes him a lot more pain with the big stuff like his betrayal over sam going to stanford or his emotions about his father (john's death and his treatment of dean and their messed up dynamic all included) or what hell wrought on him. when bigger hurts stack up, much like sam, he is eventually forced to learn more adaptive or flexible ways to navigate overwhelming feelings, which i tend to think involves sitting with them and acknowledging them and allowing himself to think about them, something i don't think he did when he was younger except when he lost control over his compartmentalizing, but that allows him to go over them and then set them aside better, when ready.
for both of them, when circumstances demand or emotions overwhelm, they will open up and talk out or acknowledge the emotion. this tends to manifest in distressed sadness from dean and in distressed anger from sam, when they're at their wits' end, with dean expressing shame but seldom guilt, and sam expressing guilt but seldom shame. exceptions include how dean expresses guilt over ways he's hurt sam or others and how sam expresses shame over actions taken related to victimized aspects of himself. at the end of the day though, they both get better and more adaptive and healthy as time goes on at sitting with their feelings instead of trying to control or ignore them.
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stanfordsweater · 2 years
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hey ava happy wincest wednesday quick question, if you were going to pick an AU!brother/canon!brother combo to be your fave, who would it be? (e.g. The End!Dean/regular-canon!Sam, and so on)
happy wincest wednesday!!
you already took my favourite here hahaha, endverse!dean x season ~13 sam?? HELLO??? we saw how wrecked dean was seeing samifer, i would weep if we had seen him reuniting with regular sam-- add to that sam being older than dean expected to ever see him get and you have a recipe to get me hooked. i’ve only read one fic about this premise that i enjoyed 😔 taking recs from anyone 
but since you already suggested that one, i’ll give you another. i think that french-mistake!jensen or mockumentary!jensen x canon!sam would be HILARIOUS-- confirmed bachelor jensen anyone? 🤔 mockumentary!j can get sam dressed up in his yoga threads (sam’s like uhhhhhhh this is not how i do my stretching) and sam can take pictures to blackmail dean with. win/win
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zukosgay · 2 years
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Siken has never been against wincest actually, he just didn't want to write about it. This is what he said on the subject:
"I feel honored by the Wincest community but there’s no place for me there. The insistence that everything I’ve done so far is Wincest gives me no wiggle room. I take no offense, I’m proud they found the poems worthy enough to include, but still: no wiggle room."
(Source www(.)supernaturalwiki.com/Richard_Siken)
Ohhh i know, and i know eric kripke wrote him like "thanks for writing poems for my homoerotic brothers show <3" and siken said who are you lmao
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Dirty Motel Sheets
Pairing: Wincest x Reader very bottom!Reader, bottom!Sam, top!Dean
Word Count: 2813
Warnings: All the smut a threesome can ask for! Dirty talk, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, unprotected sex, drinking, cursing, and of course Christmas
Summary: Maybe it’s the Southern Comfort in the eggnog but this Christmas just got a little more steamy and incestuous. 
Author’s Note: Happy Christmas my lovelies! It’s been a very long time since I’ve written, let alone posted a fic. But here we are, at the end of the dumpster fire that was 2020 and I bring you this @spnsecretsantaficexchange​ for the lovely host @negans-lucille-tblr​. She took pity on me and let me join her exchange at the last minute. Thank you for that darling. I know I missed the deadline but I hope this is worth it! Beta by the wonderfully talented @kayteonline​
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Christmas as a hunter didn't mean much. There was no Christmas tree. No lights, strung garlands, or shiny round ornaments. Presents, if there were any, came from other hunters. A new machete, a jar of dead man's blood, or a new flask to keep holy water.
This Christmas however, came with a gift you'd been fantasizing about since you first heard of the Winchester's. There was always talk of the two handsome men who traveled across the country in their black beauty of an automobile. How they only truly trusted each other and that their love for each other ran pretty deep.
Maybe a little too deep, but the thought of Sam's big hands with his long fingers spreading himself open for big brother Dean sent arousal down your spine. Sure, it was wrong, but damn what you wouldn't give to see if the rumors were true.
"Thanks for helping me out, guys. I don't think I could have taken those ghouls without an extra set of hands." You reached out a hand towards the older Winchester as he stuffed the shotgun holding the trunk open to his Baby down into the trunk.
"Ain't no problem, sweetheart." Dean thrust his hand into yours, "anytime you need help, give us a call." A wink from those piercing green eyes had the breath stolen from your lungs.
"You know, it is Christmas Eve. Maybe you should come on back with us to our motel. Have some eggnog." Sam smiled and brushed his hair behind his ear as he leaned against the roof of the Impala's passenger side door.
Warmth flooded your body at the suggestion and you were quick to nod your acceptance to the invitation.
"Sure, sounds great. I'll be by in about an hour. Wanna wash the ghoul out of my cleavage and you might want to get the blood out of your hair too, Sam."
With a grimace, Sam nodded and climbed into the Impala while Dean walked around to the driver's side. "See ya in a bit, kid."
A little over an hour later you found yourself sandwiched between the Winchester's on the ratty, brown plaid motel couch. Both boys were freshly showered and pouring another round of  drinks. The eggnog was heavy on the bourbon, the good old Southern Comfort settling in your belly, and it wasn't long before a warm buzz was singing through your veins.
“So, I have a question,” you blurted as Dean emptied the last of the spiked drink into his glass.
“Sure, darling. What is it?”
“I’ve been hearing rumors, and I have to know if they’re true. It’s probably not, and if it’s total bullshit just say so and I’ll blame my curiosity on the SoCo.”
Sam smirked, “sounds ominous. What’s the question?”
Licking your lips, you sat up straight closing your eyes to gain courage, or maybe it was just hard to keep them open when you were this drunk. “Do y’all fuck? Cause last time I was in Nebraska, Jo said….”
The sound of Dean sputtering made your eyes snap open. “Oh my god, are you okay?”
Dean wiped his mouth and shook his head. “I’m fine,” he cleared his throat before muttering under his breath, “Jo should have kept her big fucking mouth shut.”
A wild grin spread across your face. “So it’s true?” You turned to look at Sam who had been quiet, his face and ears tinted with a rosy hue that you didn’t think was just from the alcohol.
“She walked into something she shouldn’t have. Look, Y/N, you can’t tell anybody. We know what people think and we don’t want it getting in the way of what we do.”
Reaching over, you laid a gentle hand on Sam’s jean covered knee. “It’s okay, Sam. I’m not going to tell anyone.” You peeked over your shoulder at Dean, biting into your bottom lip, “it is hot to know though.”
Dean smirked at your comment and leaned back against the couch, his arm going up and over the back. “You think so, huh? What makes the thought of us, a couple of brothers fucking, turn you on?”
Releasing Sam’s knee, you leaned forward, setting your almost empty glass on the wood coffee table and settled back between the brothers, your hands rubbing along the denim over your thighs. “Where do I even fucking start! You’re both gorgeous, and I’d give my left tit to fuck just one of you. But the thought of your plump lips wrapped around that bulge in Sam’s jeans, his massive hands tangled in your hair as he fucks your throat. Or Sam’s ass in the air, cheeks spread by those long fingers of his while you sink your thick cock into him over and over again. Fuck, the thoughts alone leave my pussy wet and aching.”
Dean leaned in a little close, his hand coming up to lift your chin and tilt your face towards him. “Tell us, sweetheart, do you get off thinking about us? Do you make that ache in your pussy worse, fucking yourself with your fingers while thinking about the cum that leaks out of Sam’s tight hole after I’m done with him?”
Your breathing turned rapid as Dean brushed his lips against yours. “Yes,” you exhaled.
Movement on your other side tried to draw your attention but Dean’s lips were molding against your own, his pink tongue flicking at the seam of your lips until you let him in as Sam curled a hand around your thigh.
A hot breath caressed the curve of your ear, “do you want to join us tonight, Y/N? Stay the night and be filled for Christmas?” Sam’s words were like pure sin in your ear and you moaned into Dean’s mouth as hands started moving across your body.
Deft fingers popped buttons and tugged open clothing, a large hand moving to pull the cup of your bra down to palm at your breast while another snaked into your open jeans, tapping against your clit through wet panties.
It was a blur as Dean's lips on yours became Sam's, his kiss more forceful as he dominated your mouth. Dean's own lips find purchase on your neck, sucking the sensitive skin there while his fingers flicked open your bra.
The hand in your pants rubbed against the wet fabric, your clit throbbing as Sam built you up to almost your breaking point before stopping and pulling away.
He stood from the sofa, offering you a hand which you took rising slowly until you stood at his side. From behind you, Dean grabbed the waist of your undone jeans, pulling them and your wrecked knickers down until they pooled at your feet.
"Go lay on the bed, sweetheart." Dean's words, like a command, swept over you, and when you turned towards the bed it was only then that you realised it was the only one in the room.
"Not much use for two these days," Sam murmured beside you as his large hand came down on the small of your back, giving you a gentle nudge towards the already rumpled and dirty motel sheets.
You went willingly, climbing up along the center until you could rest your head among the dingy pillows.
With you perched and watching, Dean did what came naturally as he stepped up to Sam, shooting you a wink before pulling his baby brother down into a searing kiss.
Tongues tangled and groans of need filled the air as the brothers undressed one another in a synchronized dance they had perfected over the years. Large calloused hands caressing and squeezing as fabric hit the floor and revealed taut skin.
Your eyes were glued to their movements, your hands lightly touching your skin, along your thighs and between your legs, one hand dipping lower to tease your wet opening while the other made lazy circles around your swollen clit.
The squelching sound of your fingers plunging in and out of your drenched cunt drew the brothers attention, Sam, now gloriously exposed to you, stepped away from big brother to crawl up the end of the bed towards your dripping center.
“Such a pretty pussy, it’s been awhile since I’ve tasted that sweetness. Can I taste you, Y/N?” Sam asked, a hunger in his lust blown kaleidoscope eyes.
“Fuck, yes please,” you mewled, withdrawing your hands from your core to clench at the off white sheets below you.
A sly grin rolled around Sam’s lips before he leaned forward, licking a hungry strip between your swollen lips. His tongue wrapping around your clit, pressing hard before moving down to lick at your entrance.
“How’s she taste, Sammy?”
Your heavy lids raised to look over at the eldest Wincester as he stood at the end of the bed, his thick cock in hand as he lazily stroked himself from base to tip.
“So fucking good,” Sam groaned into your cunt, his words adding vibrations to your pulsating clit making tingles of pleasure shoot down all the way to your toes.
Dean stopped touching himself and leaned over to a get something from a duffle bag that was on the floor, a bottle of lube popping free from a zippered front pouch.
“That’s good, Sammy. Keep licking that sweet, tight pussy. Get her nice and ready to take your huge dick.” Dean clicked open the lid to the lube, slicking his fingers as he stepped closer to Sam kneeling between your thighs. “It’s been a couple years since I’ve let Sammy have someone’s cunt wrapped around his beautiful cock. It’s been all mine since he came back out on the road with me.”
Dean stopped talking and your pussy clenched around Sam’s tongue as Dean held Sam’s left ass cheek open so he could smear the thick wetness on his digits over the taut opening of Sam’s asshole. Slowly, Dean sank a finger in, letting the tight rim of his baby brother’s hole stretch to let him in.
“Finger that pussy open while I get you ready, Sammy.”
With a whimper Sam obliged, inserting first one and then two fingers into your greedy cunt, rocking them in and out slowly, matching the pace of the fingers in his own ass.
Desire wracked your body, clit pulsing as your cunt squeezed around Sam’s fingers, his lips and tongue focusing all their attention on your sensitive nub.
“Make her cum, Sammy. Cum all over his fingers and tongue, Y/N. He’s fucking starving for you to flood his mouth with your juices. Come on, sweetheart. Cum for us.”
Dean’s words as he scissored his fingers inside Sam, sent a spark of white hot pleasure through your body, your toes curling and a wail of delight exhaling from your lungs as you came, Sam lapping happily as you soaked his digits.
“That a girl,” Dean praised.
You came down slowly, Sam slipping his hand free as he cleaned you with his tongue before crawling up your body, Dean withdrawing as well to coat his hard cock in lube.
“Think you’re ready for me, darling?” Sam asked, his mouth taking possession of yours without letting you answer as his thick cockhead rest against your cunt lips.
You moaned against the flavor of pussy that was sparking on your tongue as Sam licked into your mouth.
“I think she’s ready, Sammy. Fuck her, hard. Get her nice and stretched by that fat cock before I start getting antsy and start fucking you.”
Sam’s lips left yours as he sat back just enough to see between your bodies and ran his flared cockhead down between your folds, your clit jumping from overstimulation as he rubbed back and forth before dragging down to your opening.
“Dean’s so impatient sometimes,” Sam murmured as he slowly sank his tip into you. The wide head stretched you open further than his fingers had as a pleasurable burn rippled through your core.
Your eyes fluttered shut as Sam pushed his way into your body, settling to let you adjust as he rained kisses over your chest his lips, tongue and teeth greeting your neglected nipples for the first time tonight.
Sam hummed to himself as he ravaged your chest before pulling away with an audible pop to look at you. “Y/N?”  He waited until your eyes opened to continue. “I’m gonna start moving now. If that’s alright.”
“Yes,” you breathed. “Please fucking move before I fucking explode. Need you to fuck me with that huge cock, Sam.”
Dean barked a laugh, “she’s desperate for it, baby brother. Give it to her.”
Sam smiled that boyish grin of his before pulling his hips back and slamming back in. Knocking the air from your lungs as he started pounding in and out of your dripping core. His cheeks starting to redden with the exertion as sweat beaded along his skin, your arms reaching up to pull him in closer, lips searching out his as your nails dug into his thick shoulders.
Pleasure coursed through your core being stretched and stuffed full like you’d never been before flooding your brain with endorphins. Ragged breaths fell from your lips, mirrored by Sam’s own until Dean stepped forward and laid a solitary hand on the small of Sam’s back, just above the curve of his plump ass.
“Hold on for a second, Sammy,” he whispered, resting a knee on the mattress as he pulled his hand down over the curve to hold Sam open again.
Sam’s eyes were on yours as he breathed slowly above you, his bottom lip drawn up between his teeth in anticipation of what was coming next.
You smoothed your left hand down his sweaty back, until you reached his buttocks, grabbing a handful before pulling the other side open for his big brother. “Fuck him, Dean.”
“Fuck,” Dean breathed, his head lolling forward, his eyes shutting briefly at your words as he thumbed his flared tip down and slowly pushed at Sam’s rim.
The brother gave a grunt in unison, and you couldn’t help clenching around Sam’s throbbing erection still inside you.
“Please don’t do that, Y/N. I’ll fucking cum and I don’t wanna ruin this,” Sam groaned, his voice strained as Dean settled deep inside him.
“Sorry,” you giggled before having it punched out of you by Dean as he thrust forward into Sam as hard as he could, sending his baby brother deeper inside you until his cock rest against your cervix.
“Holy fuck,” you yelped in pleasurable surprise.
“Hold on, sweetheart,” Dean said just as he started pumping over and over into Sam, sending the younger Winchester into a rhythm that let him fuck you in turn just as hard.
Grunts, groans, whimpers and mewls of pleasure filled the motel space. Outside the air was freezing, but inside it was hot and smelled of sex; dripping wet cunt, sweat, and lubricant.
“I can’t, Dean. I’m gonna fucking cum.” Sam whined as Dean hammered into his prostate and your pussy fluttered around him, your own orgasm building quickly.
“Try, Sammy. Want us all to cum together.”
But he couldn’t do it. The stimulation rippling through his body, your wet pussy squeezing him tight and Dean rocking into him hard enough for the headboard to be hitting the wall was just too much. Sam ducked his head into your neck, his teeth nipping at your skin as a dull roar left his lips. His cock pulsed against your walls, filling you to the brim with his cum.
The squelch of his white mess dripped out around his cock and onto the bed as the three of you kept moving, Dean using all he had to stave off his release in favor of yours.
“Gonna cum on that dick, Y/N? Squeeze out any bit of cum my sweet baby brother’s got left?”
The rasp of Dean’s words traveled straight to your clit, as did Sam’s fingers and your world exploded into a world of bright white, blood rushing to your ears and leaving you deaf as Dean too grunted out he was gonna cum.
The three of you were a bunch of tangled and sweaty limbs, each panting and covered in each other's white, sticky juices.
“Merry fucking Christmas,” Dean announced as he pulled out and dropped onto his back beside you on the bed.
A whimper at the loss leaving Sam’s pink lips as he too untangled himself from your core and laid on the vacant side of you.
Cum dripped between your thighs and out of Sam’s asshole onto the motel’s grimy off white sheets, leaving them a little dirtier after witnessing your Christmas sins.
“Merry Christmas indeed,” Sam sighed before promptly falling asleep, exhaustion taking over as you giggled between the brother’s.
Christmas as a hunter was rough, but this one had turned out to be the best one yet.
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aladygrieve · 3 years
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I’m up to 5x01 in my rewatch which is Becky’s introduction and I find it fascinating that every time we meet an in-universe fangirl, she’s both a Sam girl and a w*ncest shipper. Becky. Chuck’s publisher. Marie from Fan Fiction. All of them gush about Sam and could pretty much take or leave Dean; Becky outright dismisses him. It says a lot about what Supernatural thinks about its female fans (and that even in Season 10 they still think of Sam as the protagonist), but it also says a lot about what it thinks about Dean. Every time he meets one of these women and they pass him over in favour of Sam, even theoretically, it just reminds him that he only exists to serve his brother’s development and is only valuable for how he supports Sam. Could you imagine if Marie in particular had been a Dean girl? How much it would have meant to Dean, almost immediately after the resolution of his demon arc in early Season 10, that someone he didn’t even know cares about him and thinks he’s a good person who deserves happiness? 
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gaywitchtwins · 3 years
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early season sam & dean relationship does deliberately play into Gothic tropes of incest and obsession and it's supposed to make you uncomfortable. which is totally okay, that's what the point of that trope is.
it's a pretty typical gothic horror narrative put into a show that used to play into gothic tropes, which is super fascinating to me, academically.
(obviously this... is something that faded as a concept as time went on, and the gothic disappeared almost entirely, which is part of the reason the latter season's are so jarring in their relationship work.)
gothic often deals with "deviant" sexuality, and obviously that includes queerness as well, and those are supposed to make you feel terror - I'm not going to get into Queer Gothic right now, but it's definitely part of the larger picture.
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sortasirius · 3 years
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They really managed to make the finale a wincestie's dream come true lmao
It’s just so......weird.
The more I look at it, and the more I read the good shit from so many of my friends, the more it really seems like Dean’s death was two scenes mashed together.  There were certain beats that hit well for him and Sam but several that just uh.......did not.
It’s so strange, they spent the whole season subverting the bro-codependency and the bro-bond, only for it to end like this.
The network is fucked dude, that’s all I can say.
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orionsangel86 · 3 years
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Sometimes I wonder if SPN fans only watched like 3 shows. Cause they got this weird obsession with how sibling scenes are being portrayed. On The Godfather? Michael kissed his brother Fredo. Vikings? Brothers touching foreheads ALL the time. Wanting to join each other in the afterlife/Valhalla. Sons of Anarchy- not bros by blood, but def bros- Saying they love each other 24/7. Look into GA forums, YT- GA LOVES seeing manly man showing affection. They don't need to pander to the like 50 sickos
I mean yes I have definitely seen how sibling relationships are portrayed in other shows where the affection and intimacy is far greater than anything Sam and Dean had and no one blinks an eye because when regular people watch normal shows and see brothers being platonically intimate it’s not a big deal. It’s just normal behaviour.
But on Supernatural, we have a very loud, very hateful, very obnoxious faction of fandom that has orchestrated targetted hate campaigns against actresses, J2s wives, and most consistently, against Misha Collins for - and I cannot stress this enough - 12+ fucking years.
The one thing this group of loud hateful individuals have in common? They all get off on incest and ship the brothers, as well as some of them believing that J2 have an irl secret affair going on.
The problem is, that the rest of us have struggled with this hateful minority for such a long time that we are all suffering from fandom PTSD when it comes to brother scenes in SPN, because we know that whenever the brothers do anything remotely intimate, its gonna get blown out of proportion and turned into some sexual fantasy by these actual pond scum people and be plastered everywhere over social media, untagged, including in J2s mentions on Twitter and Instagram.
Now I know there are plenty of W*ncest and J2 shippers out there who aren’t like this, and I have nothing against them if they keep to the tagging systems. It’s the people like K*lios who made a whole W*ncest book celebrating the brothers ship and gave it to the Mayor of Austin at some event to the horror of J2 who had to subtly sneak the book away from the eyes of any officials because such a thing must have been mortifying for them.
So whilst I do understand where you are coming from, its not that SPN fans don’t watch any other shows that depict brother relationships, its that SPN is a very distinctive show with a very messy 15 year history and a fandom that has constantly struggled with this bullshit to the point that now, the majority of us phsyically gag just seeing Sam and Dean share a forehead touch.
Should it be like this? Absofuckinglutely NOT. But it is. Sadly.
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Can you share some thoughts about the sociological aspect of rpf? I was going through your j2 tags and you had mentioned this on one of the posts 🙈 (on the post which mentioned there are so many diverse j2 fics and how they have managed to instill such loyalty in fans)
(you can ignore this if you find this uncomfortable, thanks in adv!)
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glad you're enjoying my tags!! just to get this out of the way for anyone reading this, i'm not a tinhat but i do read my fair share of j2 fic.
i'll admit i have no memory of what i was thinking about when i made that post, but something that's always fascinated me about j2 is how quickly a fandom latched on to them, and how enduring that fandom has been-- there are j2 fanfic authors who have been writing for them for 16 years with no sign of stopping. i have my own guesses as to why they inspire such dogged loyalty, which is primarily the insane chemistry that the showrunners, network heads, wincest fans, and jensen and jared themselves have acknowledged for years, and it doesn't hurt that they're objectively attractive dudes who have always cultivated and profited off of allowing fans to feel close with them through conventions and engaging with fandom. prime examples are starring in those hillywood parodies, being some of the first celebrities to join twitter, sharing stories about reading wincest fic, etcetera, etcetera. the j2 ship is truly a moment in fandom history. it could not have happened with two other actors. 
you’ve got other huge rpf pairings, like domlijah, but the sheer staying power of j2 is freaking wild.
the breadth of the fanworks are wild to me as well! my knowledge of rpf is very limited because j2 is the only kind i've ever read, but i'm pretty sure hockey rpf is the most popular genre (correct me if i'm wrong). there are 29k+ hockey rpf fics on ao3, and there are 15k+ j2 fics on ao3-- taking into account the fact that hockey rpf is a fandom tag while j2 is just a ship tag, that's not a huge gap! and it's not considering the mountains of fic that was left on livejournal or other archives and never ported over. that's insane. j2 fics invented a porn genre that's thriving on various original erotica retailers. the fandom has been around long enough that there’s different eras of j2 fic, with identifiable tropes and characterizations for jared and jensen across the years, popular portrayals and trends... it blows my fucking mind, hahaha.
in general, supernatural fandom is wild. this fandom has been around through three presidents, two of whom served consecutive terms, and has completely changed the landscape of how fandom functions (the invention of ao3 was spearheaded by a wincest shipper!!! one of the very first big bang challenges was the wincest and j2 one!!!!) it’s awesome and it’s something to be proud of, imo, whether you agree with rpf/incest shipping or not. 
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soluscheese · 4 years
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Burn It Out of My Veins
by embersdevine
for the @wincestbigbang
Rating: Explicit
Relationship: Wincest
Tags: Season/Series 09, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Denial, Top Dean Winchester, Bottom Sam Winchester, Canon-Typical Violence, Demonic Possession, From Sex to Love
Words: 28,697
Summary
While chasing a case of mysterious deaths, Sam and Dean manage to find themselves trapped in a pocket world they can only leave during a full moon. Staying in one place never did a Winchester much good.
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