#college dean

[deansemptyribcage]

Coming to terms with being a wincest shipper

The first time I read a fic with wincest in it, it was completely by accident? Like, I’m not even joking, I had never even considered reading about it before. Ofc I noticed all the little looks and the sexual innuendos between the two, but it never crossed my mind that other people had. So, anyway. Back then I was still very much in denial about finding it hot, bc who wasn’t in denial at first? 😅 So the fic. It was a destiel (yes, I ship both destiel and wincest, shoot me.), or it was supposed to be. It starts off with Cas and Dean in college, I can’t remember if they were just friends and Cas was in love with him or if they actually started dating, but either way, not all that important. Dean moves his baby brother (Sammy, duh) into his dorm room after something happens with their family (I can’t remember if John dies or if he’s just abusive and Dean can’t let it continue happening to Sam, it’s been years since I read this) and Cas gets incredibly jealous. Every time Sam shows up in the fic (which is nearly every scene with Dean in it) Cas’ jealousy increases. He gaslights himself, trying to convince himself that there can’t be anything going on between the two, they’re brothers for crying out loud! After months (I think it was months) of acting cold towards Sam, he finally gaslights himself enough to really convince himself that nothing is going on between the two, so he goes to Dean’s dorm to apologize to Sam for how he’d previously acted. He really thinks he’s crazy for being so mean to Sam for something that was all a figment of his own imagination, he must be crazy, right? Well, upon walking into the dorm room, he finds Sam and Dean doing the do. It’s obvious that the writer of the fic wants you as the reader to feel disgusted and repulsed by this revelation, wants you to feel it’s criminal, seeing as that is exactly how Cas feels and acts. Cas even calls the police and gets Dean arrested and the two separated. Which, being the reader, I was trying to convince myself that I also saw that as repulsive and criminal, but I didn’t. And that, my friends, is how an anti-shipper showed me that I really fucking liked wincest. Anyway, how did yall first come to terms with your love for wincest? 

[celestialphotography]

Memories from the rose garden

[horrorshow]

i love you ghostfacers footage of sam and dean

[sluttyimpala]

somewhere out there in the spn universe there is a dude who watches in horror as the dude he fucked freshmen year of college, goes on a killing spree with his brother who's name is the same fucking name he kept on moaning while they fucked.

[putting-kinger-in-places]

put him in school

Greendale Community College

[opheliasam]

why is this so funny.. and dean coded

[alien-from-planet-zog]

Ideal study group

(@just-a-little-kreature came up with this format and I am going to abuse it so much)

[h0w1s-cast1e]

i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend i hate my boyfriend

[pinkiebieberpie]

pov: your camera roll if you were dating dean winchester (college au)

supernatural masterlist + tagging my sun ☀️ @ghostlyfleur

[omegatomato]

i like this show a normal amount im literally so normalcore abt it (me when i lie)

[seasononesam]

1x03 // 4x03 | insp

You know what? I'm sick of this attitude.  Family business, Mary... family.

[celestialphotography]

Early June in the rose garden

[profoundbondfanfic]

The Bird Professor

The Bird Professor by CadenceImperfect, kateaintbeehaven, and tale_to_tell Rating: Mature Word Count: 5k

“Is this—” a voice slurs through the phone. Though its owner is obviously drunk, the voice—Dean’s voice—is deep and sort of rough, and a shiver runs down Castiel’s spine before he can really register what’s happening. “This the— the bird inspector?” “Uh.” Castiel blinks. “The bird inspector? Do you mean the bird professor?” “That’s the shit!” “What the fuck?” Gabriel mouths. Castiel. “Um, yes. This is the bird professor.” “Give it to me straight, doc, I gotta settle something,” Dean drawls. “Do hummingbirds have feet?”

Based on a funny tweet by icon and legend NorthernSparrow, this fun little fic is a quick but hilarious read. Dean gets into a disagreement at a bar about whether hummingbirds have feet and ends up calling the hot ornithology professor who teaches at the same college with him.

They are both disaster men in this one with mutual crushes. The fic also makes great use of Gabriel and Charlie as enablers-slash-bad influences. It's a memorably cute and awkward fic that has me grinning every time I revisit it.

[goodwillfidgetspinner]

my contractually obligated venture bros clip of the week

[sammygender]

dean is so silly because he’s both SO codependent and SO unwilling to compromise. literally my way or the highway except there isn’t even a highway like you HAVE to be with me but we also HAVE to do everything my way. okay sam? like even in s1 he needs sam with him hes obsessed with it he can barely let him go but when sam wants to go back to college never for a second does he consider like. going with sam. being crazily codependent on sam while sam goes to college. he couldve still hunted!! had a base in palo atlo!! buffy summers goes to college and hunts im sure sam and dean could’ve managed but nooo

and he takes sam’s rejection of dean’s world (which was johns world first!) and of hunting as a rejection of HIM. which is so stupid. <3

[s0urw00lf]

Our future is in our hands

Pairing: pre!college Sam Winchester x reader

Summary: you and Sam go from talking about the your dreams of going to college to actually going. Together.

Warnings: none

An: I'd kill to see how pre college Sam acted also in this readers mom and john are NOT together, they are just people who met just years after loosing their S/O

Dean left for the bar about ten minutes ago claiming that he ‘needed to get laid’ despite being only twenty years old and not yet old enough to get into a bar legally and your mom and John left a little over a day ago on a hunt that luckily didn’t call for you, Dean and Sam to tag along.

So that left you and Sam alone in the motel. Somehow John had found a place that had bedrooms in the motel two to be exact one with two twins (the boy's room) and one with a queen (your room). Which is where you currently sat doing some schoolwork that had been assigned to you by your mother. She was eager to keep you in school and by the grace of god you and your mother were able to talk John into letting Sam attend dean decided against it because he wouldn’t need it for much longer.

You groaned at the growing headache you’d started to get from staring at the workbook for too long. “You got a headache too?” The voice led you to look to see Sam’s tall frame standing in the doorway with a bottle of water. You rolled over on your back “I’ve been re-reading the same paragraph for thirty minutes” you groaned, accepting the water when he reached out to hug it to you. Sam gave you a small smile “I told you to take a break like an hour ago” he said.

You sighed “I know but I don’t have much left I just wanted to get it over with” you replied, sitting up so you wouldn’t choke while drinking the water. He looked down at your paper trying to see if he’d completed the part you were on, he hadn’t but he still offered his help. You declined “I need a break, I think my attention span has run dry,” you said. He nodded letting out a laugh, “Well what do you wanna do?” He asked. You shrugged, “Anything but that” You pointed to the pile of open workbooks and notepaper. “Wanna help me clean the guns?” He asked. You nodded, expecting that that’s what he was doing before he came into the room because John had told them two days ago to have it done by the time he was back.

The two of you sat beside working in silence disassembling the guns before Sam’s soft voice interrupted the silence. “Are you gonna go to college?” He asked suddenly. You looked up from the gun you had in your hands to Sam who kept his eyes trained on the gun he was cleaning. You thought for a second “I'd like to, more than anything.” You answered pausing “But do you think people like us get to do things like that?” You questioned.

He finally looked up from the gun in his hands and made eye contact with you, his expression was soft and his green eyes looked so vulnerable. “I think to hell with everybody else, since when do we play but the ‘hunter 101’ ruled anyway” he joked but you could tell he was deadly serious. You nodded at his statement, he was right.

The both of you had never been fully on board with the way your future was headed, hence the hours of hard work and studying. “Then yeah I'd love to go, but not by myself,” you said, hoping he’d catch the hint you were throwing at him. And he did, a blissful smile crossed his face “You wouldn’t be by yourself, we could go together, and share a dorm or apartment or whatever” he said.

Your smile matched his at the thought, sharing an apartment with Sammy sounded great but you’d rather share a room. You nodded “We could go furniture shopping and to parties. We could be normal,” you said, imagining the whole scenario. Sam agreed with a smile still plastered on his face “You’d do that with me?” He asked slowly. You looked at him completely baffled. “Sam i'd do anything with you” you confessed to him. “Even if i told you i want to be with you when it happens” he asked “even more so then” you replied with a small smile.

A little over two years later

You and Sam had left your parents and Dean a couple of hours ago. Somehow you both had been granted a full ride at Stanford and while your mom was happy about it, John had raised hell and to make a long story short he’d told you “If you walk out that door, don’t come back.” And you did. Sam drove with a clenched jaw and white knuckles, and you couldn’t keep yourself from crying. Silence filled the car as both of you registered the events that had taken place just hours ago. You didn’t know if you could live without talking to your family. Not your mom, or Dean. John… maybe. Your thoughts were interrupted when Sam grabbed your hand intertwining it with his and holding on tight. You have him a teary smile and his tense expression relaxed.

‘We’re gonna be fine’

When you arrived at Stanford you both gaped at the apartment on campus you’d been granted, you’d never lived in such a nice space. You walked further into the apartment and made eye contact with Sam who was still standing at the door and the biggest smiles crossed your faces. You let out an excited squeal running to hug him, he caught you picking you up and twirling you, making you let out a laugh.

He placed you gently back on the ground with a dopey smile locking you into his loving stare. “I can’t believe it” you muttered in disbelief looking up into his green eyes. “We did it,” he said. You were trapped, unable to look away from his eyes, and your face heated making your heartbeat rise. Since that day you and Sam talked about college you’d grown closer than friends but not yet a couple and you had yet to have your first kiss, praying that someday it’d be him, and it seems your prayers were answered when he began to lean down, playing a hand on your hip to bring you closer.

“Sam,” you said softly and you weren’t sure why. “Can I?” He breathily asked tugging you even closer if possible. You nodded not breaking eye contact. You could feel his breath on your lips as he leaned closer. When your lips connected you’d let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. He hummed softly into the kiss. His lips were soft and the tip of his nose was still cold from when he was blasting the AC in the car. He pulled away from the kiss with a smile “I’m so glad I finally did that” he whispered. You laughed “I wish you’d done it sooner” you replied with a smirk. You pulled away from his warm embrace and turned back towards the living space of the apartment. “Where do we go from here?” You asked softly.

“We’ve got years to figure that out, let’s just focus on now” he answered. You smiled looking up at him. You had the man you’d dreamed about (literally) and the life you wished for and for right now that was all you needed.