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Michael Dean

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

Michael Dean, 26,

—-hello! Just posting part of a Fanfiction I am working on! It is weecest! Nothing special. Sam trying to figure out his emotions. I’m not quite sure what I’m doing with it, I maaaay scrap the idea.

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Sixteen year old Sam Winchester drug his feet along the beaten pathway back towards the motel; prom night that’s what it was. Not for him, it was the one night of the year where the town lit to life. Why wouldn’t they had left town before this? Why couldn’t they had dipped and followed that lead on the werewolf? Dad would happily had done that, if he had been able to kill the rugaru earlier. Dumb people and their slip up made the brothers stay their longer – forcing them into sticking at this school.

His fingers twisted the knob of the motel room, pushing the door open just as soft giggling was heard on the others side. Alright. He knew that noise; he knew the soft grunt as well – as a frown appeared upon his lips he stepped back, gently latching the door once again. Prom just meant teenagers would be sleeping around; Dean would or did bring back someone. Disgusting. ‘Why couldn’t it had been me in there?’ A dirty but innocent thought at the time occurred, he sooo badly wanted to be that moaning whimpering mess of a female. He wanted to feel Dean’s fingers brushing through his hair, tugging the locks. He wanted Dean to bruise him. Break him.

As long as it was Dean.

Just big brother Dean.

No one else.

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The Winchesters were never a happy go family, a family that said ‘I love you’ to one another. No, they were a family built upon fighting and surviving the unsurvivable. Let it be heaven or hell they would turn head over heels to find one another:

“Bitch,” came the soft sneer, a playful smile pulling the elder Winchester’s lips – dark gaze locking with his brother’s.

Letting out a breathy exhale Sam rolled his shoulders, dimples showing as he acted as if it were a chore. As if this were some joking thing Dean and him did – no, this was THEIR thing. “Jerk.”

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Hello everyone!

I was posting to ask a simple favor of any wincest shipper. Lately I have been in the writing mood, and have been dealing with the finale, thus I wanted to write some one shots of wincest.

I am open to any and all ideas:

Any kinks

Younger Winchester or Older Winchesters

Gore / bloody themes

NSFW + more

Please inbox me any ideas you may have, and I’ll even post the short with your idea (it can be anonymous)!

Are we gonna talk abour how good Jensen looks here?

To think we no longer get to see the angry Dean face.

Strong guy

Michael d Johnson