I am doing this anonymously because writing for you is the fanfiction equivalent of submitting something to Stephen King for me. Which is to say I worship you and am intimidated as fuck. Sorry in advance.
Sometimes, and he's not necessarily proud of it, Sam is legitimately embarrassed by Dean. His brother chews with his mouth open, hits on anything with a pulse, and once wore the same pair of jeans for three straight weeks without rotating a single time. Who does that?
He knows, logically, that considering the things they do when no one's around this should be the least of his concerns, but that doesn't stop the low-grade flush he gets when Dean drops a cheesy line to a waitress.
There's no reason to it, and Sam is all about reason, but that's the way it is. The thing that gets Sam the most is that Dean is so entrenched in this idea of hetero-normative behavior that even when it's just them he has to be that guy. He's always on, always talking about cars, fights, and tits unless there's a case or one of them is
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Bwhahahaha! That is sexy and totally hilarious at the same time. How did you do that? Poor Sam, clearly when it comes to Dean he has no chance of engaging that big brain of his.
Sometimes, and he's not necessarily proud of it, Sam is legitimately embarrassed by Dean.
Yes. Yes, yes, yes. I love Sam, but he's got a streak of conventionality in him when it comes to the most mundane things. This is exactly the kind of shallowness to which Sam is susceptible, and it ain't pretty, but it's one of the things that makes them them. The twist where Sam expects to walk in on something entirely different than what he actually does is perfect.
Sam crosses the room, knocks the pen and pad out of Dean's hand, and drops to his knees. There's no thought process attached other than the mental image of Dean in thick-rimmed glasses talking about hair follicles and microscopic particles. He has Dean's fly open in seconds, cock limp but exposed, and he ignores Dean's spluttering to swallow his brother down as fast as he can.
I CHEERED
"Science rules!"
The moment is effectively ruined.Seriously OP, short, sweet, and perfect. I adore this (and I never seriously thought I'd get a fill, which makes it
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Hi. Me. Apparently I know your friends on Tumblr and I'm being silly by being intimidated. Also there may have been threats to out me. And words exchanged about beef products.
Lastly, for serious, you're the one who converted me to Wincest and I sort of idolize you, and I use you as the introduction to anyone who asks for recommendations or isn't sure about the ship. So you liking this really made my day.
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I am doing this anonymously because writing for you is the fanfiction equivalent of submitting something to Stephen King for me. Which is to say I worship you and am intimidated as fuck. Sorry in advance.
Sometimes, and he's not necessarily proud of it, Sam is legitimately embarrassed by Dean. His brother chews with his mouth open, hits on anything with a pulse, and once wore the same pair of jeans for three straight weeks without rotating a single time. Who does that?
He knows, logically, that considering the things they do when no one's around this should be the least of his concerns, but that doesn't stop the low-grade flush he gets when Dean drops a cheesy line to a waitress.
There's no reason to it, and Sam is all about reason, but that's the way it is. The thing that gets Sam the most is that Dean is so entrenched in this idea of hetero-normative behavior that even when it's just them he has to be that guy. He's always on, always talking about cars, fights, and tits unless there's a case or one of them is ( ... )
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Sometimes, and he's not necessarily proud of it, Sam is legitimately embarrassed by Dean.
Yes. Yes, yes, yes. I love Sam, but he's got a streak of conventionality in him when it comes to the most mundane things. This is exactly the kind of shallowness to which Sam is susceptible, and it ain't pretty, but it's one of the things that makes them them. The twist where Sam expects to walk in on something entirely different than what he actually does is perfect.
Sam crosses the room, knocks the pen and pad out of Dean's hand, and drops to his knees. There's no thought process attached other than the mental image of Dean in thick-rimmed glasses talking about hair follicles and microscopic particles. He has Dean's fly open in seconds, cock limp but exposed, and he ignores Dean's spluttering to swallow his brother down as fast as he can.
I CHEERED
"Science rules!"
The moment is effectively ruined.Seriously OP, short, sweet, and perfect. I adore this (and I never seriously thought I'd get a fill, which makes it ( ... )
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Lastly, for serious, you're the one who converted me to Wincest and I sort of idolize you, and I use you as the introduction to anyone who asks for recommendations or isn't sure about the ship. So you liking this really made my day.
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