#incest w

[t440]

the only change i wojld make to the oshi no ko ending would be to have kamiki and aqua fuck 👍 (not serious) (or am i)

[murdknux]

big congrats to rdr fandom for having some of the worse moral posturing around shipping i’ve ever seen. like congrats for shipping the canon hetero pairings and your 1 or 2 allocated gay fanon pairings. also congrats for inventing the word “psuedoincest” to scare the crows off any pairings you deem unacceptable.

like i’m sorry, but the van der linde gang are not a family and if you believe that, dutch has manipulated you too. dutch uses the family framework to keep those he manipulates loyal. hosea and dutch are not the “mum and dad”, that’s fanon characterisation. arthur and john are not the sons or brothers, they were both boys groomed by dutch into a lonely and selfish life, robbing and stealing. and though they are close and brotherLIKE, they are not brothers.

another newsflash- you can have messy romantic feelings with a friend that is so close you consider them a sibling. it’s not wholesome, it’s a bit weird and intense. but that’s kind of the point. that’s why people ship it. we’re not getting off on incestuous dynamics because the incest is not in the room w us rn. idk how to make it any clearer.

it just upsets me to see a lot of good rdr artists getting smeared on twitter by fans who think they’re a better person for not touching the morally dubious pairings. personally, it makes sense for me that this group of outlaws in the 1890s, who’ve lived so close to each other, would have intimate relationships. they’re not a cute family living out in the country, they’re a group of criminals who’ve done a lot worse than fuck a guy that they’ve grown up with. it’s so odd to imprint 2024 shipping morality politics onto a bunch of cowboys from 200 years ago. i guarantee your not winning any awards for playing it safe in fandom.

[prettyboykatsuki]

you and your estranged older brother touya who you only meet once a month to fuck through a gloryhole

[shadystranger]

Emotionally constipated mfs why do you treat ur hug like u just kissed

[mcsiggy]

shipping incest in the big 2024 is INSANE

and i get paid for it too!!

[nyc-pizza-rat]

saw @bloodydeanwinchester's tags on this post so

*TW: SUICIDE IDEATION TYPICALLY DISCUSSED IN RELATION TO THIS EPISODE PLS TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES*

dean's always hated being stabbed. god, he'd have taken a bullet to his head over this any day. what's one last thing that doesn't go his way, he thinks.

it's uncomfortable, is the thing. the hurt, he'll take it. it's nothing he doesn't deserve, nothing he hasn't had before. but the feeling of metal slicing your innards, it's a bitch of a thing. you can never get used to it.

Atleast, he thinks, Sam's here. Atleast, he's able to say goodbye. Atleast he's not alone.

His nerves are all alight, pain painting him bright from the inside, but dean can feel the finality of this burst. it's all too fast and too slow, all at once. dean thinks about being four and the sharp sunlight waking him in his room, his sheets with hot wheels on them. he thinks about baby's headlights shining through thin motel curtains. thinks about....about angels and gods and all that blue light behind his own eyes. he thinks if this is how.. how cas felt, when dean had been stupid and cowardly , when he'd let Lucifer get to him, that night in Washington. he wonders if his soul feels like this too, all sharp angels and live current. he wonders what cas ever saw in him, why he ever tried to save him, even in hell. wishes he could see him, one last time. that wouldn't have been all that terrible.

Still, he thinks. Sam's here. Sam's here. Sam's okay.

he jolts into himself, and realizes that he's been talking, that he's been saying something to sam. he doesn't even know. dean is unraveling. he can feel his body emptying, the slickness of blood at his back.

he grabs at his brother, fists a hand in his chest. Sam's face is twisted in sorrow. Fuck. I love you, little guy, he thinks. then, fuck, don't let me go. i don't want to go. shit's never happened the way he wanted it to, but this is something else. Atleast. well, atleast he's gonna end up in the empty. that's what Billie promised him, right? Atleast he'll be with cas.

Still, Still. he's only human, and he's drowning in his own blood, can smell it, can taste it, it's everywhere, it's —

"I need you to.... to tell me... that it's okay," he says, and his voice comes out trembling, panicked. terrified. God. "I need you to tell me that it's okay."

his brother turns away from him, and dean can't hear him over the ringing in his ears, but he knows the stubborn bastard, the way his shoulders lift. God. God. Cas.

"Look at me," he pleads. "I need... I need..." he can't breathe. god, he can't breathe. "Please, Sam. I need you to tell me that it's okay."

Sam's face swims to the front of his line of sight, all warped like it's on the other side of a fishbowl. dean clutches at his brother harder. tries to, anyway. he's so tired. he's so fucking tired.

his fingers slip.

Something warm, and sam holds him in place.

"Dean...," and in another world, dean would've made fun of the blubbering mess he's become. would've teased him for caring so much about his stupid older brother. "it's okay. It's okay. i— I got you."

it's crazy, dean thinks, that it helps. the tone of his brother's voice. his face, even warped and cracking open with grief. dean raised this kid, and it was a bitch of a job, and man, did he hate it at times, but look at sam now. he did good. he did so good. he did —

dean goes under like he's being put to sleep. almost easy, almost soft. Thanks, he thinks, the last coherent thought in his head. Thanks, kid.

~

He wakes up on a road. The sun shines down bright like it's the start of summer, and there's this pleasant warmth in the air. the world around him is golden, stretching into the horizon on flat land where it meets the brown mounds of the black hills. dean blinks up at the mountains, a strange chill crawling down his spine.

"You're here early," a familiar voice says, and dean turns to find himself standing in front of Bobby's porch. light's drenched this whole place, too, making the wood panelling look blond. Bobby's fucking smiling. Shit. Shit.

dean's starting to feel disoriented, almost.

"And what's 'here' supposed to be, exactly?"

Bobby frowns, his smile slipping. he looks at dean like he's a right fool. "Heaven, dean," he says. "where else'd you think you'd go?"

dean thought.... Fuck. there's a strange emptiness pushing at the inside of dean's skin. he feels like he's been put together upside down. Billie.... Billie....

Billie's in the empty, and fuck. maybe grudges don't get passed down to the new death. fuck. fuck.

Dean stumbles to the porch steps, crumples on them when he can't go further. Absently, he's aware of Bobby moving behind him, the creaking of his rocking chair, his footsteps on the wood.

he stares out at the grass, the outline of the mountains, the clear blue sky. it's beautiful. it's nothing. it's empty. fuck. fuck. what the hell is dean supposed to do now. without — what the hell is he supposed to do?!

Bobby's hand is warm on his shoulder. dean feels small, the way he leans into it, the way he kinda wants to cry.

"what's wrong, dean?" Bobby asks, and his voice is all wrong , like he's tried to scrape the gruffness out of it and badly. dean could laugh. but. fuck. fuck.

why the hell is he here? why is he here?!

he swallows. shit's never really gone his way in life, so why would it in death? he swallows again. says, "i don't know, Bobby."

Me, he thinks. I'm what's wrong.

"i don't know."

[lesbianralzarek]

idk what discourse dimension some of you "fandom elders" are stuck in, but in my ~15 years in online (and sometimes irl) fandom spaces, this is the golden age for me

shipping wars have literally always existed and acting like we all used to hold hands and sing kumbaya is insane. "well, there wasnt this moral component thats soooo annoying these days" okay but thats worse. you do see how thats worse, right? people used to tell each other to kill themselves over zutara vs kataang and then not even care when people were racist. twice as mad for reasons half as reasonable. also, where were you all in 2015-2019? that was the era of "steven universe is fascism apologism" and "i headcanon these characters as found family, so its incest to ship them". now shipping "drama" is like "oh i broke mutuals with them after they wrote smut of this child character being assaulted by their parent", which is actually just a normal response

wondering what torment nexus some of you are trapped in where fandom has gotten more toxic? hope you can escape soon, because im having a ball out here in a world where biphobia is seen as a bigger problem than a ship being dumb

[420over69days]

S7e14

[phasmotid]

eric choosing to dress as king henry VIII on the children's charity day is of course extremely funny ("it's for the kids," holding a decapitated head) but also the obvious implications of this are killing me.

DVD's quote from season 2: "He gets validated by the idea of creating people in his image. Until they become him, but younger. And he can't fucking live with it." and this episode's "I used to see what my daughters could become and achieve in every successful young woman I came across. / Now you wanna come across every successful young woman?" All of his relationships he's killed for these simple crimes. Daria, DVD, Kenny, Harper, and now Rob and Yasmin underway... something sooo sinister going on here. His siblingchildwives. But it makes sense, if this is all you're taught. Eric has been at Pierpoint his whole life. Which is rare, seeing how many of our core intern cast we've lost along the seasons. Killing opposition must be the only way he learned to survive. It makes me wonder how his relationship with his mentor, Newman, was. It makes me wonder how it ended, as well.

Also with Yasmin dressing herself as Diana -- all these costumes are related to these characters' perceptions of themselves or who they'd rather be. It's so interesting to push that Eric is aware of this pattern? He's a character with historically a strange amount of emotional awareness in this job and in comparison with Harper, though he has a shield up against this, which is beginning to falter post-divorce, and the evilness he's learned from Pierpoint is becoming all there is to him

[rookflower]

a lot of "why are we hating on fernsong he's a good boy :(" energy pops up whenever people start getting more critical or petty about ivyfern but it's like. no i truly get it. he is her personalityless nothingburger heteronormative husband she was unceremoniously slapped together with for next gen kids, and the fandom LOVES him because of one scene that implies the bare minimum of decent fatherhood (not even shown on screen. doesnt come to fruition) that suddenly means their offscreen relationship is queering up gender norms or whatever and the best leap for feminism in the series. if i was an ivypool stan id be bitter about that too wtf

[spnregular]

shhhh directors commentary. i know it is little but it changed me for the worse ! i wanted to ask about waffle house too cus it is the most laugh out loud fic i read this past year but restraining myself

shhhh was one of the smubbles i made for wanksgiving! it's fucked up because i love to put sam winchester in a blender even more than dean lmao. im highly compelled by hallucifer as a dean mirror and actually samifer is my preferred mode of exploring incestuous themes in spn. i dont think sam and dean want to fuck each other (they have something weirder going on) but i do think others are likely to point out that they dont have a normal relationship. lucifer/hallucifer in particular would LOVE to capitalize on this.

Tears came down Sam’s face, hot with shame and arousal. Lucifer laughed into his ear, no mirth. He had Sam pressed up against the bathroom door, hand shoved into Sam’s jeans tugging at Sam’s semi.

ok so i think sam was straight before hell (thought he was, probs fumbled with brady at stanford but it didnt quite hit) but lucifer rewired that boy's brain so bad that he has a hard time getting off without being tortured and of course lucifer knows how to torture him right. he was also primed for this by ruby (another dean mirror). he hates that lucifer has the nuclear codes to his brain bc it's not fair.

“You’re— not,” Sam grunted, biting his lip. Stay quiet, “R—real.”

Lucifer squeezed the head of his dick and Sam choked, eyes blown wide. “That real enough for you?”

Sam squeezed his hand.

the pain in sam's hand is something he can control something real. this would happen before the pivotal "stone number one" line (which i find a lot of meta gives dean too much credit for, dean is manipulative but not like that lol) but even before then sam knows that dean is the most real thing in his life.

“Afraid Deano might hear?” Lucifer asked, “Wouldn’t be nothing he hasn’t heard before, right, Sammy?”

here's where it gets a little incesty, bc i do think that sam and dean have jerked off in the same room at the same time. weird things like this happen when you're on the road for someone a long time. sort of like sailors. hallucifer is making sam feel bad about this admittedly strange behavior. ALSO obsessed with only dean mirrors and dean being the ones to call sam "sammy". makes it feel like big brother role play.

Sam screwed his eyes shut and prayed.

sam is faithful even here. i think he prayed in hell.

“I won’t judge you,” Lucifer said, “I wouldn’t do that.”

so uh lucifer doesnt judge sam for this. he judges sam for being spineless (like dean would) but he wouldnt judge sam for any strange feelings about dean. which of course would make sam feel worse. if the devil is giving you a free pass for something it's probably bad news lol.

[swallowtail-ageha]

the incest was there. it didnt change anything. it didnt save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the incest was there

[amygdalae]

is the coffin of Andy and leyley irredeemable or proship

You have a pile of 3,000 bananas. You wish to transport them to a place 1,000 miles away on the back of a camel; however, the camel can only carry a maximum of 1,000 bananas, and will eat one banana every mile it travels (and will not go anywhere if it does not have any bananas). However, you can load and unload as many bananas as you want anywhere. What is the most bananas you can bring over to your destination?

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

the transzaki siblings

[piosplayhouse]

Rumors are going around on twitter and weibo that starember might have left the tgcf manhua team omg.. they're unfounded right now but can we get a prayer circle going for hoping that it's true!! 🙏🙏🙏I'm so tired of their consistent racism and orientalism being passed around in the manhua space, people have been raising the alarm on it for literal years now

[lovelyrotter]

can we all remember to just say 'oh no thank you, i dont like that kind of food' but apply that logic and rules to shipping and letting other people ship again