Tag: wincest

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Me: I wonder how Supernatural will finally end…
My husband: Last episode, everyone dies, fade to black. But wait! We hear Dean saying “Sam! Wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” And the scene fades back in with Sam lying in a big bed and Dean shaking him awake. Sam goes “That was crazy. I dreamed that everyone we know was either a monster or a hunter or an angel or a demon. Everyone kept dying. And that’s not the weirdest part- we were brothers in my dream.” Dean’s like “That’s kinky, Sammy. Even for you.” Boom. They weren’t brothers- they’re married. It was all part of Sam’s dream. Fade out again. It explains all the weird sexual chemistry between “brothers”, all the parallels with married people, all the times they were mistaken for a couple.
Me: *stares at him for a full minute*
Me: Dude, what’s your screen name on AO3? I’m gonna need to read the rest of your fics.

The King and The Lionheart

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pathossam:

Summary: Getting the Mark of Cain off Dean ended up being the last straw. Without allies or a reason to keep hunting, Sam and Dean Winchester leave their old life behind them in flames. They re-emerge from the ashes as Sam and Dean Wesson, residents of Misty Luna, Maine–a town with a personality all its own. As they settle into civilian life, they gain careers, a home, good friendships and the kind of fulfillment they never thought possible. But with nothing left to fight, the underbelly of their particular kind of love is thrown into sharp relief, especially considering the whole town thinks they’re married, anyway. After dancing around their feelings for the past twenty years, Sam and Dean find a peace they never knew existed, and through it all, they find each other again. And maybe, just maybe, forever. Curtain!fic. Canon divergence after 10×21, “Dark Dynasty.” ~52k words, told in three parts. 

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Fic: In a town like Misty Luna, Maine, a gleaming black muscle car rumbling through the no-stop light streets on a rainy Saturday morning catches nearly everyone’s attention. 

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(Y’all, I’m so happy to finally be able to present you with this year-long labor of love that I never thought I’d get through, but everyone’s encouragement kept me going. I hope you enjoy this indulgent fic that is more sweetness and pining than anything else. Xoxoxoxox)

Songs + wincest right? Have you heard Brothers by Mighty Oaks? It’s sooooooo *squeals*

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OH MY GOSH. How have I never heard this? 

I’d follow you
To the end of the world if only you would ask me to
On and on we go, my brother I’ve got you
Nothing to stop us now, because we found in life
What’s true
Oh my brother I’d follow you

I wish I was better at making aesthetically pleasing song edits because this deserves a lovely Sam/Dean gifset or edit. If anyone does it or has already seen one, could you let me know? 

Idk if this is better or worse than Adele but I always liked Chris Young’s I’m Coming Over for Stanford-Era Sam and Dean

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I hadn’t heard that song before so I went and gave it a listen and HOW DARE YOU? That was SO PAINFUL. 

So I’m comin’ over
Runnin’ every red light
To Hell with the closure
Save it for another time
Try not to think about you
But it ain’t workin’
Why put out a fire when it’s still burnin’
Just when I think movin’ on is gettin’ closer
I’m comin’ over

I didn’t need my heart anyway, thanks. 💔

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travellerintime:

  • Sam: […] Are you supposed to just sit there in the dark and suffer, even when there’s nothing that can be done at that moment?
  • Dean: YES!
  • Sam: What?
  • Dean: Yes, you sit in the dark and feel the loss.
  • Sam: Absolutely! But couldn’t I just do all that and have sex with the hippie chick?
  • Dean: No!
  • Sam: It’d be in the dark.
  • Dean: No you couldn’t because you would be suffering, and you can’t just turn that off for the night.
  • Sam: Why not?
  • Dean: Because if you had a soul, your soul wouldn’t let you. 

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I MADE MYSELF REAL SAD BY LISTENING TO ALL I ASK BY ADELE AND THINKING ABT WINCEST AND MORE SPECIFICALLY WINCEST THE NIGHT BEFORE SAM LEAVES FOR STANFORD YIKES IM SAD

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Oh man. That’s some really sad stuff right there. 

If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I’m more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cause what if I never love again?

Remember when Someone Like You was all over the radio? Every time I heard it, I thought of Stanford-era Sam and Dean. 

You know how the time flies
Only yesterday was the time of our lives
We were born and raised
In a summer haze
Bound by the surprise of our glory days

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it.
I’d hoped you’d see my face and that you’d be reminded
That for me it isn’t over.

Yeah. Thanks, anon. I appreciate the pain. 

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