Ohhhhhh, this is so wonderful <3
Not accurate, but so so wonderful, so wonderful.
YES! People who can talk like that, people who can think like that! Yes! Thank you! <3

Rewatched part of Bloodlust. In it, Dean says he "embraced the life" at 16.

I wonder what Dean was like before the hunt that changed his attitude toward hunting. Did he have doubts but didn't share them? Didn't want to do it but stayed quiet? Did John take him on the hunt that changed his mind because he noticed something?

Perhaps Dean wasn't always the good kid, perhaps he ever said no to John, yelled at him? Perhaps it wasn't just Sammy? Perhaps Sam was too young to be as confrontational and rebellious as later, perhaps he was the good kid for a while.

( Anyhow, quote. )

Seems like most fic gives the Js the benefit of the doubt, and assumes they're just a bit more normative that they probably are. I mean - they have those sides, for sure, but not only. I suppose it has to do with wanting to make sure it's believable, and public image and that. Not that this is all that wild, but it's nice to sometimes be reminded they're not as clean cut and well behaved all the time.

Title: Try to Do it as Beautifully
Fandom: Supernatural
Relationship: Sam/Dean, mention of John/Dean, be it real or fantasized
Rating: R
Warnings/kinks: BDSM, role playing, daddy kink, angst, h/c, mention of underage, mention of possible non-con or dub-con. Unbetad. Slight spoilers for mid season 8.
Word count: 300
Disclaimer: this is fanwork, written with love

Summary: Dean is there, and Dean needs.

Dean's eyes are transparent and breakable, hurt shimmering between the shards.

Sam forces Dean's head back, pulls hard on his too-short hair, makes him lose balance. Then slides his palm down to cover the back of Dean's neck. Dean chokes back a small frightened sound, tiny uncontrollable flinch, pupils dilating, Sam's palm the only thing stopping him from falling. Dean's shoulder blades strain unnaturally, neck stretching too far, then softening to accommodate Sam's angle.

Dean's eyes are anchored to Sam's while the rest of Dean is thrashing in the winds.

"Please, Dad, please, Sir" Dean begs.

Sam wants to punch John in the face so hard.

Been wanting to since the first time Dean did this, fucked up on pain and Jack for stitching, Dad off on a hunt and Sam's fingers in Dean's hair.

Sam hadn’t known whether John ever touched Dean like that, or just left him starved enough, desperate enough for affection. But he'd known he was going to fix it. That certainty he could do anything, and would do anything for Dean. Hadn't felt it since Jess. Since he stopped drinking demon blood.

Sam still doesn't know. Dean quivering at his feet, in the warm light of their art-deco lamp, Dean's shoulders misleadingly broad. Sam wonders if anyone did this for Dean in Purgatory. Tells himself he hopes Benny did. When he takes in Dean's expression, devotion and hesitant desperation, Sam more honestly hopes Benny did. No matter how many times they do this, Dean's expression still pushes Sam off balance.

So hard, he wants to punch Dad, so hard.

But just like the first time, Dad is gone and Dean is here, and Dean needs.

So he shoves his cock, hard, down Dean's throat.

And Dean's eyes flutter shut, soft moan, and his face finally relaxes.


Notes: Inspired by this, with thanks to big_heart_june, for pointing to it and to all the pretty.
Title from a Mother Teresa quote: "There is always the danger that we may just do the work for the sake of the work. This is where the respect and the love and the devotion come in - that we do it to God, to Christ, and that's why we try to do it as beautifully as possible".

ETA: Unrelated, but fun. annie_46fic wrote a fill for my prompt. It's sweet and touching, and the best explanation I've read so far for the mood whiplash of 811. In it, Jared and Sam switch bodies during the filming of season 8, and there's some discussion of motivation, some hurt and some comfort.


[this is a little spoilery for the first two seasons. Please don't spoil further, haven't watched yet]
( So slashy )

First of all - I rec. Go watch!

Second - where is all the fic?! That's as slashy as it gets, and one single fic on AO3?

Hey :)
Anybody up for doing a quick beta?
J2 with some Misha in the mix, spell gone wrong, PWP of sorts.
Size kink, cock worship, come play.
Around 2000 words.

*cheers on*

If I'm going to read an AU, can I have Jared and Jensen as Suffragettes? :)

"Well, [my brother] just came back from the dead. And he’s hot".
(Daniel Meade, ep 1x14, Ugly Betty)

[do ignore the caption]

There's this rare trope that I like: Someone's girlfriend meets that person's ex/lover, and rather than hating each other, like the stereotype of catty women demands, they bond. Cause for all their differences, they do have a lot in common. And cause they know his annoying traits, and can exchange notes. Stuff like that.

That is sometimes the way I feel when I read Destiel.

-Years of denial, and then he doesn't want to talk about it. For a guy who cries a lot, it's impossible to get him to talk about his feelings.
-I know And I didn't realize your boy was a virgin too, his first time with Dean.
-Yeah, perhaps he has a thing for that.
-Sure, he has a thing for most everything else...
-The Impala, guns, killing zombies, panties, smoking,
-threesomes with Lindsay Lohan, magic fingers, topping, bottoming,
-anything but cock.
-which he never liked before and will never like again, let it go, Jeez.
*both laugh and clink glasses*

Unrelated, cause gotta have something silly to bring the tone down: hm. Just realized the new baby's called JJ. J2. Slashers, rejoice.