Winchester Blood
1. Dean
Blood dripped over his fingertips and there was nothing more he wanted than to follow it further, to cut, rip, tear, and dance in her fucking blood. Nothing was more tempting just then, but when he looked up it was Sam fucking holding her for him so he could kill her with the knife she’d left them. Sam’s eyes, wide and
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:D
"...Sam seemed to be drawn to the light in a way that Dean felt echoed within him."
Anyone who can write spn fic and make me look at a canon scene and think yes that exactly why had I never made that connection?! Is someone I want to inspire to write more. Especially when you can do that AND write brain meltingly hot sex scenes, sometimes in only one sentence :side eyes vision of black steel:
Just finished The Face today btw. I just want hug you because I resisted it because I thought it was a silly concept but I was wrong and you are brilliant and I am so excited for more. I will save comments for over there when I get a chance.
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*hugs* Thank you so much!
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