citrusjava

Originally posted by kalliel at [Signal Boost] show of hands!

I am so lucky that one of my favorite holidays comes twice a year!
spn_masquerade    is once again in town, rejoice!
Even just reading the fun prompts can be hours of fun. Just. AWESOME.

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The Parade of Perversion: Round Opens September 5th

Aw, man this is disturbing, cool, speaks to my fondness for people doing weird things and having strange hobbies - and is disturbing because this guy reminds me incredibly of my brother, or at least of my brother a few years ago:

Onooooooo , it's speak Russian to your followers day....
I suck at languages so bad....

OK, OK:
Дин и Сэм в любви
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Sunshinesam: Always Keep Fighting + Silver

You guys. I am so omg so eee. I am so pleased and happy - just hangin out with a huge huge smile like an idiot, I am so so happy with this.



Kalliel recorded podfic for my story Return.

THANK YOU kalliel!

Title: Return
Author: citrusjava
Reader: kalliel
Genre: gen, m/m, experimental, outsider POV
Characters: OFC, Winchesters
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Word Count/Length: 841 words / 5 minutes
Summary: Outsiders would tell you, sometimes tell her at toll booths or rest stops, that she is fat, and hairy, and old. Some people call her things for that. She has many names.
Link to Podfic: Dropbox

My sister got me watching Catfish - a few eps in it's hard to remember that most people I know meet people from online all the time, that most relationships in my life are with people I met online....

that in all of that I know of just one person who lied - and they ended up getting married!

Title: Can You Take
Ship: Dean/Sam
Rating: PG-13ish
Words: around 700
Warnings: ( click for them )

Summary: Sam is scrolling through articles about a string of disappearances in Normal, when he gets the news notification



Sam is scrolling through articles about a string of disappearances in Normal, when he gets the news notification. Gay marriage in all states.

Sam’s breath hitches, swell of unexpected emotion in his chest, and he swallows, eyes suddenly wet.

~

He’d never would have believed this sort of thing could happen. As a kid, desperately and utterly in love with his brother, he knew he was the only one messed up like him. The only one like him in the whole world.

It turned out he was not the only one, not the only person like that entirely. He’d dragged Dean down with him.

And Dean said that it was good.

~

Dean never understood, really, how come Sam cared that much about what others might say about them. Dean loved Sam bluntly and completely. Everything that ever mattered for Dean was that Sam wanted it too, that Sam was at Dean’s side.

But Sam didn’t have Dad, or hunting, didn’t have anyone in his life. Town after town, whenever Sam made a new friend, he had to lie. Now just Dad’s lies, that Sam could resent, that Sam knew he’d get out of. Every new friend, Sam knew would find Sam disgusting, would never have liked Sam had he knew what Sam was, what he did.

What he wanted.

~

At 15, Sam broke down and cried about it. Dean gave him a deeply worried look, called him Francis for crying and ruffled Sam’s hair.

Told him it didn’t matter. ‘You got me, Sammy, and I got you, you’re my brother, that isn’t going away’.

When Sam just looked up at him, tears dripping backwards as he changed the angle of his face, Dean secured Sam under his big brother arm, and told him how, one day, when they’re maybe 35, and old, the world will have changed so much that anybody would be able to marry whomever they liked.

“And that day, Sammy” Dean said, “that’s gonna be the day I make an honest woman of Baby”.

Sam smiled, more or less, and bumped his knee against Dean’s. “Jerk”.

“Bitch”.

~

So Sam could take that, he told himself he would cope with that. He told himself it’d get easier. But town after town, stretching on for his entire life, for his always, no refuge at big cities, it would always be the same, everywhere, it had worn him thin. He just couldn’t. Pushed through another town and another, loved Dean so much. But he couldn’t keep going through that, isolated, bone deep. Not after years. Not for years.



He left, and Dean couldn’t speak with him for two years.

~

Sam told himself he’d become a lawyer. Would fight for them, would change things for them.

Would come back, and Dean would be with him again like before.

He just wanted thing like before.

Dean loved him again, had never really stopped. But for years Dean would give him hurt, bewildered little glances when Sam was doing something else. For years Dean got twitchy every single time Sam mentioned Stanford, or lawyers, or just the beach. Eight years back together Dean was still reliving Standford.



~

Dean gives Sam an amiable glance, at the sound, hands stilling over their French toast. “Hmm?”

Sam flips his laptop closed. “Nothing” he says. “Nothing”. And he gives Dean one of those attempted smiles that they both know Dean doesn’t buy. “Nothing”.

Dean gives Sam a weird look, but returns to their toast, humming, and it isn’t Metallica, it is Cherry Pie.

Sam isn’t a lawyer. He would not be the one to fight for them - and honestly, he is so tired of fighting.

These days he doesn’t make new friends very often anymore. But Jody knows. And he is pretty certain Bobby knows too, ‘good man’ declarations and all.

They will never get married. Will never be real people. Not as themselves. He knows it is no less hopeless than when he was a kid. No one will come for them, they are alone.

But Dean is humming over Sam’s French toast, and he’s putting in some extra blueberries for Sam, and Sam can take it.

If Dean is in it, it’s enough of a future for Sam.



Maybe he did learn to deal with it better over the years.

The kind, generous people of Tumblr have been filling a LOT of my prompts ~~~

Waterbird13 writes comforty, hot, Sam-centric fic. She writes pretty much every ship involving Sam, and has filled about a million of my prompts (and you should go prompt her too, when her prompts are open)

This is a cute post-season-10 D/s Wincest story - after a year of not being able to scene because of s10, they hesitantly try it again (Dom!Sam/sub!Dean, negotiation)

Awesome, iddy, awesome h/c, Benny/Sam, D/s - Sam just needs to sub, to let go
And the non-sexual version, with some hair stroking and praise
Also, on a hunt with Dean and Benny, Sam has a panic attack (this one isn't D/s, it's hurt/comfort -not sexual, pretty much)

This is just - just just so hot. I'm pretty sure it is hot even for people who don't have a kink for subs sucking their Dom's fingers - but if you do - YEAH - Wincest, Dom!Sam
by thedropoutandthejunkie, who writes dome lovely hot praise!kink, too

H/c Sam/Benny - sub!Sam is sex-repulsed and never told his Dom
by lovely lovely holydarkhallelujah -

aw yay!
Jared made a world cut poooooost!
Aw yay :)))))))))))
please get excited and happy about things that make you excited and happy, Jared, I will return to rereading and wondering wtf you just wrote - that works :)