#and dean resents him for ‘dragging sam away from the family’ and also flirting with him

[godsprettiestprincess]

Hs au Lucifer and Dean are very similar characters (functional leader of a clique they don’t actually like that much but cling to our of fear of rejection/isolation) but Lucifer is a (nerdy) punk where Dean is a jock which means Lucifer can flirt with guys and wear pearl earrings without violating the rules of his given role. Obviously this drives Dean insane.

[theboywiththedemonblood]

Expectations vs Reality pt. 3

Pairing: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester, Wincest Rating: Mature (will be Explicit in other parts) Summary:  Looking back, Sam Winchester couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment he had decided that having sex with his older brother was the most logical and healthy thing to do, especially since growing up he had never looked twice at a man. Then again, a little over a year ago he had been excelling at Stanford, living in Palo Alto with a gorgeous girlfriend and now he was washing ghoul blood off his hands in a dingy motel bathroom in bumfuck Kansas, so to say his expectations for the future had not exactly come true would be an understatement. or Sam takes the academic approach to sibling incest. Warnings: Hint of non-con somnophilia if you squint, incest (obviously), co-dependent relationship, slow burn, general fucked up shit inherent to the show, set in s1-2

Part 1

Part 2

The brothers’ experience with Max severely freaked Sam out: the similarities between their origins, him being unable to stop the boy’s suicide and his own momentary bout of telekinesis all painted a disturbing picture. Like it or not, Sam was part of something sinister, something that had shaped his whole life from his infancy and had sent his family onto a path of death and ruin. Following that case he was gloomy and irritable, Dean constantly catching him lost in his thoughts and throwing him worried glances.

In his somewhat distracted state, Sam was ambushed and kidnapped by the Bender family. Dean came for him and they made it out alive, but the experience shook them both to the core and prompted Sam to action. He realized that while he was worrying about his possible destiny they could have been killed and not even by the demon their father was hunting, but by humans, a bunch of sick and twisted cannibals at that! It really put things into perspective.

They didn't linger in Hibbing, but got a motel in a neighboring town. Taking advantage of Dean's exhaustion and him looking bloody and dirty, Sam went in to book their room on his own and made it a king, instead of two queens. Dean froze on the threshold and Sam had to put in all his acting talent to make his words sound nonchalant: “Yeah, sorry, they didn't have any rooms with two queens left, apparently there is a church choir convention in town or something. Figured we can share for one night. I'm beat.” Dean wavered in the doorway, but his own fatigue eventually won out and he dumped his duffel on the floor and stomped to the bathroom.

Dean remained jumpy the rest of the night, throwing furtive glances at Sam and the bed and blushing while Sam pretended not to notice. They eventually called it a night and got into bed: Dean curled up on the very edge, his back to Sam. 

Sam waited patiently until he heard Dean's breath slow and his brother started to snore softly. Tentatively, Sam rolled over and draped himself over his brother’s back. He held his breath and listened for signs that the action had woken Dean, but his brother was dead to the world. He breathed out and relaxed, allowing himself to focus on how it felt to be this close to Dean. 

While his brother’s body was unmistakably masculine: hard lines, lean muscles, broad shoulders, he was still dwarfed by Sam’s larger size. He didn’t know what he had expected, because cuddling up to Dean was really not that different than from being in bed with Jess or another woman. His brother’s body was warm and alive, Sam could feel his steady heartbeat under the hand he had slung over his chest. When he stroked his fingers over Dean’s bare arm, it was soft. 

Sam buried his nose in the nape of Dean’s neck and inhaled deep. His brother smelled of shampoo, gunpowder and the inside of the impala and that familiar scent hit Sam hard. It was home, it was happiness, it was love. For a few moments he just laid there, breathing him in, unaware that he had instinctively wrapped his body around Dean’s. Warmth slowly pooled in his gut and started to spread. 

He mouthed at the salty skin right above Dean’s t-shirt collar. Dean made a little sleepy sound and shifted. Sam’s hips thrust up and rubbed against his brother’s ass. With a start he realized he was hard. Whether it was all because of Dean or partly because his body hadn’t gotten any for a long time, he didn’t know, but it at least clearly answered the question is he was physically able to reciprocate Dean’s sexual feelings. 

He had to force himself to disengage from Dean and roll away. A little innocent touching while sharing a bed wasn’t a big deal, but humping his sleeping brother was crossing the line. 

Sam lay on his back and stared at the ceiling. Suddenly this little experiment of his had gotten very serious. His body was tingling and he found himself longing to breach the distance between them. He wondered if this was how Dean was feeling and if so, how he could stand it. 

It took him a long time to fall asleep and when he woke up the next morning, Dean was already up and in the shower. His brother clearly didn’t want to stay in the room longer than strictly necessary and found them a new case in less than an hour. Admittedly, the case was unmistakably supernatural: two people gruesomely killed in a locked apartment with no signs of breaking and entering. 

While the case started routine enough, it quickly went downhill, starting with the clues not adding up to any monster they were familiar with and the blood spatter showing a weird symbol. Then that night, while investigating a lead, they ran into Meg. Although Sam had liked the woman well enough when he had first met her, even flirted with her a little, her conveniently turning up in another state in a bar where they were investigating and acting all possessive over him, made Sam’s skin crawl and he was immediately suspicious. Dean, on the other hand, masked his obvious jealousy by juvenile teasing.

Sam turned out to be right about Meg and everything pointed in the direction that this case not only had something to do with their family, but might actually lead them to the demon their father had been hunting all their lives. The thought that they were so close to finally finding and killing their mother’s and Jess’ murderer and this life-long vendetta could be over in a few days did something to Sam. He had been settling into this life, getting used to hunting again, getting to terms with Dean’s feelings for him and his own for his brother, assuming he was in for the long haul when suddenly he was presented with the possibility it could all be over just like that. He could go back to Stanford, pick up his broken life, Dean could do something else, find his own way, dad could settle down. He didn’t realize exactly what thoughts he was voicing, until he saw the utter devastation on Dean’s face. He really should have known that despite Dean’s feelings for him making it awkward between them and Dean being obviously upset, his brother still harbored a, perhaps naive, dream that the three of them could go back to the way things had been. For Dean, family would still be number one. Since Sam couldn’t take back his words, he focused on the case instead.

They didn’t kill the demon, they didn’t even get to see the demon. Instead they got caught, tied up and nearly killed. Bruised and battered, they dragged themselves back to the motel where another surprise awaited: John Winchester. Seeing his father safe and sound, made Sam temporarily forget the resentment between them. He was just glad to have him back. However, John’s return didn’t last long and soon after the reunion they were separating again. 

Sam still felt bad about what he had said to Dean, especially since it wasn’t even really true. While he did not want to return to the way things had been, knew he couldn’t really live under his father’s constant disapproving eye, he also didn’t want to live without Dean anymore. He loved him too much to lose him again. 

Dean, of course pretended he wasn’t hurt and hid behind juvenile behavior, pranks, dares, actual itching powder in Sam’s clothes. He decided that the best course of action would be to go along with it and in the end it was. They got it out of their system and the air was cleared between them. Sam felt lighter seeing Dean laugh and joke again. As a matter of fact, he couldn’t stop looking at his brother. 

Now that the blinders had been taken off, he had become really aware of how attractive his brother was and how much he wanted to act on the feeling he now knew they both shared. He knew, however, that if he cornered Dean, he would deny everything and possibly punch him in the face, so he approached the issue cautiously with little physical hints here and there. His eyes lingered on his brother’s body, on his full lips, on his striking eyes. He stood a little too close for comfort even for them. His hands didn’t quite leave once they got to touch Dean, until his brother made the effort to break the contact. Sam stopped any attempt at modesty and brazenly changed in their room instead of the bathroom. Dean did not fail to notice the changes. He kept throwing him surprised and concerned looks and acted twitchy around him, occasionally freezing like a deer in headlights.

Before Sam could even try to call him out or take the seduction further, they received a message from John about a case. As everything having to do with their father, it brought some tension between them, but as soon as they arrived at the coordinates, it was obvious this wasn’t going to be a run of the mill case. Dean was grim and nervous, clearly hiding something. It took Sam a while to get the whole story out of him. How he blamed himself for almost getting Sam killed and for letting the shtriga escape. Dean had been just a kid, he never should have been saddled up with that kind of responsibility in the first place. Sam’s heart went out to him and even if he didn’t agree, he understood a little better why his brother was so willing to follow John’s orders. He backed off and let Dean deal with the aftermath, not pushing his advances onto him, just silently being there for his brother. 

Unfortunately Sam backing off a little prompted Dean to not only throw himself into picking up girls, but also trying hook his brother up aggressively. It was as if he was trying to eliminate the possibility of temptation. Sam was hardly interested in picking up random girls at the bar, but when him taking a girl out on a date became pertinent to a haunted painting case he didn’t have sufficient excuses. 

And going out with Sarah was hardly a chore. At any other point in his life Sam would have been smitten with her from the start, she was beautiful and smart. They had a recent loss, a dead mother and an authorative father in common. But he resented Dean all but physically pushing him on her and finally blew up on him for it. His brother surprised him then. He was worried about Sam’s well-being and about him getting over Jessica. In part he was right. Jess had been on his mind when he had first considered returning Dean’s affections. He was still grieving her and moving on, with his brother of all people, seemed disrespectful to her. “I would think he’d want you to be happy, god forbid have fun once in a while,” Dean had said, and yes, that was true enough, Jess had been kind and mischievous. She had loved him and he was sure she would’ve want him to be happy, even if he himself thought he didn’t deserve it. But it wasn’t some random girl in a bar, or even Sarah, who had made him laugh, who had lifted the burden a little, it had been Dean. Unfortunately when he even hinted at this whole this being only partly about Jess, his brother looked so uncomfortable, scared almost, that he dropped it. They had a case to solve after all and he had a second date to arrange. 

Things didn’t go quite as planned. With the painting sold and another life in danger, soon Sarah was dragged into the whole mess. She proved herself capable and resourceful and he ended up falling for her a little. Talking to her about his loss and his fears helped. It put into perspective why his advances with Dean had been so hesitant: a part of him was scared that deepening their relationship with a sexual aspect might put his brother in more danger. It also helped him realize how silly that idea was. Their lives were already constantly in danger after all. 

He still kissed her on her porch like he is in some high school rom-com, because she is lovely and deserves a proper goodbye and Dean needs to man up and for once talk about his feelings instead of pushing him away. Although as he watched her disappear through the car window he wasn’t sorry about leaving, because he felt Dean breathe a sigh of relief next to him.

[diminuel]

Fic Reading List: February

I didn’t read a lot this month because I spent too much time watching Netflix. 

I’ve added the archive warnings in the brackets in case there were any, but didn’t include the tags. So make sure to read them.

Enjoy! ♥

Note: Explicit fics tend to be bottom!Cas~

Take The World by youaresunlight (5.7k)

Summary: As is tradition, Prince Dean Winchester must choose his fiancé at the celebration of his twenty-fifth birthday. And with just one month left until the event, he is granted two weeks for a solo vacation. It’s his last chance at solitude and anonymity before fully committing to his official duties, so, of course, it’s on this trip that he meets the love of his life.

Super, super sweet modern royalty AU! ♥

Settle by BurningTea (159k)

Summary: Castiel finds he needs to sink into the shows he's watching. It's harder and harder to drag himself away, and when the Winchesters return from dealing with the supposed ghost of Lizzie, they start to notice.

Sam and Dean do their best to help Castiel accept and recover from the mental and emotional wounds he's suffered, but they aren't exactly wound free themselves, and healing is a battle none of them are trained for.

Usually I tend to click out of fics that feature a lot of important original characters as well as their relationships and this story features stretches of time that Cas spends away from the Winchesters. But I really liked this story for how it focused on what the show only brushed past: Cas’ PSTD. Attention: Cas takes drugs to self-medicate (his reason is that if there’s no pain then he won’t be in danger of attracting the attention of a Riet Zien.)

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“I think you need glasses.”

Dean lowers the book in his hands just enough to glare in Sam’s direction. “Shut up.”

Dean in glasses! ♥ Spoiler: Cas likes them.

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“This whole cleaning up the Bunker thing you got going on? It’s not necessary. I mean, Sam and me live here too, we gotta do our share as well.” Cas doesn’t say anything. He just looks away to the side, stubbornly avoiding looking Dean in the eyes. “I just want to help,” he says, in a voice so low and weak that Dean’s ears almost don’t register.

Short fic about Dean telling Cas that he doesn’t have to be useful for Dean to want him around.

Blue Cheese by Casei_Solus (Explicit, 9.1k)

Summary: After the events of Cupcake Ice Cream, Dean and Castiel try to deal with what they know about each other, and try to make the best of the situation.

This is the second part in a series, so start here for the first! In this story people have animal features. And Cas has many issues about his body, but Dean tries his best to help him! ;w;

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When Cas moves in, he doesn’t stay still.

Lovely, short fic!

Ain't Gonna Leave by theangelanddean (Mature, 33k)

Summary: Castiel Novak was only nineteen when everything was taken from him. With no voice and no family, Castiel was forced into hiding in a small coastal town in Washington. To be safe from the murders, Castiel had to make sure no one would find out about his secret–that he was a siren. It wasn’t until he crashed into a green-eyed stranger, Dean, who turned his life upside down. It wasn’t hard for Castiel to fall for Dean. His humor, his kindness, and, not to mention, his beauty caught him like a tide. The only problem: Dean despised creatures like him.

An intersting world in which humans know that creatures exist, but there’s plenty of resentment around. And the Men of Letters aren’t really good guys at all. Cas tries to keep his identity a secret, but it’s hard to do when he falls in love with Dean. Dean’s got his own baggage to deal with and he doesn’t really like monsters.

Warning for Dean having internalized homo/ biphobia, which blows up into Cas’ face at one point. Also there’s mention of torture, though nothing graphic.

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The one where both Dean and Cas sign up for a dating website, not knowing that they’re actually just flirting with each other, and then proceed to get jealous.

This is really funny! ♥

An Obsession of Large Proportions by xxEmi (Explicit, 3k)

Summary: Cas has a size kink. Dean has a big dick. Need I say more?

I really can’t say much more on it *lol*

Warning though for Dean having only bottomed in his last relationship, but it’s all off screen and not further commented upon.

Known by heart. by outpastthemoat

“Dean,” Castiel says to him that morning, “I think I’m in love.”

Dean first resists the idea, but he’ll understand what Cas means soon enough! ;D

I Do by Unforth (2.9k)

Summary:

Castiel forced himself to go to his ex's wedding because it felt like the right thing to do, but attendance was only a painful reminder that he was an aging omega with slimming hope of finding a mate.

At least the garden where the wedding is being held is suffused with the gorgeous smell of flowers...

I re-read it this month and it’s still as adorable and wonderful as the first time!