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[get a grip, boy]
sam/dean
NC-17
1992 words

notes: there is absolutely no plot. just porn.

for

cherie_morte

( Even though he won’t admit it out loud, it sounds great; Sam is as much in love with Dean’s mouth as he is with Dean, and the thought of Dean out here on his knees on the pavement… )

[sailing across the devil's sea]
Sam/Mary/Dean, Sam/Dean
NC-17
2,714 words

title from the Allman Brother's Band song of the same name. Lyrics found here

For

lavendergaia: thank you for creating a place where this beautiful, fucked up family can be.

( She wants to tell him that she’s perfectly fine, and everything is swell, but the truth is that would be a total lie. Here she is, with two sons that she hasn’t given birth to yet, and she’s falling helplessly in love with both of them. )

[we sing our own hymns]
girl!Sam/Dean
adult
1860 words

notes: very AU. also, for

xphoenixrising

( Under her shirt Sam wears a cross that used to be their mothers, and she presses her hand to it behind Dean’s back, feeling it bite into her skin, and she prays they’ll walk away from this like all the others. )

[breathe until tomorrow]
gen fic; no pairings
pg-13
950 words

notes: coda to 5.15

( Bobby finds Sam out in the junkyard, leaning on the skeleton of an old Chevelle. It isn’t easy to maneuver around the lot in his wheelchair, but he’s figured out how to do a lot of things since it’s become a permanent fixture. )

[where the lines overlap]
no pairings; gen fic
rated r
1678 words

notes: Coda to "My Bloody Valentine"

( Even if he has nothing else left, Dean knows at the very least he still has this. )

[the tenderness of wolves]
Sam/Dean, NC-17
1746 words

notes: for

pandora_gold based on this picture.

( For a minute Sam says nothing, just looks down at Dean; he’s not used to this – neither of them are – this side of Dean that’s almost tender and loving. Sam knows that it takes effort for Dean to let his walls down, to be open like this, and he doesn’t want to take that away from his brother; Dean deserves this as much as Dean thinks Sam does. )

[a living dance upon dead minds]
sam/dean
adult
818 words

notes: this is for

lightthesparks, based on this picture.

( At the car, Dean stoops to unlock the doors and Sam grabs fistfuls of jacket, breathing heavy the smell the Dean, the feel of him, the heat of him. He hears the air go out of Dean’s lungs when they tumble back against the car, Sam’s weight too much on Dean. )

[we'll pull forever from its grave]
Sam/Dean -- adult
1841 words
warning: underage (Sam is 16)

( Dean’s skin itches, feels tight, and his stomach aches with the want of Sam, the smell of his skin, the feel of it, the taste. )

[let her breathe where the lick of memory wants]
sam/ruby - r
1257 words

( The sign on the front of the building tells them it’s been condemned, and she has to swallow down her laughter at the irony of parking here, of all places: a condemned lot, for a condemned building, and two damned souls. )

[your home becomes a freeway]
sam/ruby, dean/ruby, sam/dean
rated r
1451 words

( She hates herself for thinking that, maybe, when it was all over, she wouldn’t get left behind. )

[sailing to byzantium]
jared/genevieve, jared/jensen
rated r
785 words

( She can’t help but think this is how it’s always been, and how it’s always going to be: Jared between the two of them. )

[what a glorious mess we’ve made]
girl!dean/sam
adult
1771 words

( Sam thinks she’s crazy not to be applying to colleges and trying to do something with her life, but she and Sam have never really agreed on what their lives are, or should be. )

[woodsmoke will always tell old stories]
sam/girl dean, past sam/ruby
adult
4980 words

notes: au. Dean is a girl and always has been.

( In the backseat the leather is cold on her legs. It’s early November and she’s wondering where things went wrong. She remembers back in July, the way his fingers felt on her back, moving in tiny ticklish circles; her body aches for him in ways she’s never known before. )

[come down, cold resides with me]
sam/ruby - nc-17
833 words

notes: comes before here in darkness, water the lips of death, but you do not need to read that one to understand this.

( He thought it would take longer, years, but it only takes months. He’s managed to make himself colder than Dean ever was; killing doesn’t hurt anymore, doesn’t feel like anything, and he scrubs the caked on blood off the silver ring Dean left behind, the amulet that used to be his – that Sam gave him so long ago – warm against Sam’s skin. )

[here in darkness, water the lips of death]
sam/dean, sam/ruby
rated r
435 words

( Sam names him David in hopes of Salvation. )

[watch the stars turn you to nothing]
sam/dean, sam/ruby
rated r
1,034 words

( In the beginning, he sat in the bathroom some nights, door locked and sitting on the floor with his back against it, and held that gun; put it in his mouth more than once. He lost sleep, in the beginning, lost his appetite and too much weight, and started looking so much the worse for wear that Dean was honestly scared – not of him, never of him, but for him, for what was happening and what it might do to him; scared that it might kill Sam. )

[death is no parenthesis]
sam/jo, sam/ofc, sam/dean
2,670 words

notes: character death, but not like you think. spoilers for s2.

( He had his own little space outback, by the crushed barb-wire fence. He had thrown this dirty old mattress down, one that was salvaged from the old place. It smelled like fire and wood smoke, but it was a reminder of their old life - his and Dean’s life - and a reminder of the things he lost. )

[make you smile]
sam/jess - hard r
2,396 words

( She believes in live, love, laugh, and when she does her homework she twists her hair up with pens and pencils, biting her lip in concentration. Her glasses slip low on her nose and every so often she pushes them back up with her finger. Sometimes, she doesn't notice Sam watching her, and other times she does, grins at him and goes right back to work. )

[it seems you need a saving grace, and a savior's something i'm not]
Gen - rated R
3,943 words

notes: AU from In My Time of Dying. thank you to

purestvixen and

lilibella for the betas.

( Dean’s got nothing to say now, because John’s right and he knows it; he just doesn’t want to fight anymore. Dad was everything he looked up to for a long time, but Sammy was everything he lived for since he was four years old. It’s not so easy to keep going when you lose the only thing you ever remember living for. )

[i will love you in this dark]
sam/dean
nc-17
2,453 words
notes: This was completely inspired by
this image. No, seriously.

( Lately, since they left Bobby’s, since Sam was exorcised, he’d felt stretched too thin, exposed, like he was going to fly apart any second and the only thing he had to ground him was Dean. He stared at Dean and swallowed hard, hands spasming in the ugly pine colored coverlet, and then Dean’s hands came up to frame his face, thumb brushing gently just under Sam’s eye. “Hey,” he said softly again, holding Sam’s head in his hands until Sam was finally seeing him. “You with me?” )

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