11 Works by Cerberuss
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Dean’s not feeling guilty, but it’s a close thing.
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There’s a motel pool along a scrub brush road of New Mexico that’s slightly green-tinged with the end of the winter. Dad and the slimy-looking owner made some under-the-counter cash deal that has him and Sam fishing gunk from the water in exchange for a half price room.
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A collection of samdean shorts originally posted on Tumblr.
Dean’s overcome with the want to butterfly his hands across Sam's back, watch them move with the proof of his brother’s existence.
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Seth takes a cataclysmic moment to reestablish his comfort levels.
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She was never a delicate thing.
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Sam cuts him off, kisses him - can’t help himself. The rest is fine-print. Sam’s rushed with the tangible view of their future. They’ve got their hands at ten and two on the wheel, driving towards something honest and completely of their own making.
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‘DOES YOUR BROTHER KNOW THAT YOU WANT HIM?’
Individually placed letters, bold and tinged brown with the weather. Sam can’t look away and he prays, dream dream dream. This sort of introspection could have come from no one but himself. His secret, his affliction, on display as a reminder. He put this here. Don’t forget, Sam, you’re abhorrent. This is all you. -
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“Well,” Dean says, when they’re walking away from the scene, scrubbing a hand through his hair, ash striped low on his jaw. The heat from the skeletal shell of a barn is still warm against their backs. “That could have gone better.”
Sam laughs and thinks that's a pretty good way to summarise the events of their lives thus far.
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Sam thinks about cause and effect. He loves his brother, his brother lets him do unsanctimonious things. Sam twitches his fingers, his whole arm lifts. Dean has a bruise on his neck that Sam put there with his mouth, his chest tightens.
The world is one green pipeline outside the car.
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Not today, not tonight. Maybe not tomorrow or next week but eventually, they would be the death of each other. Fate sealed the moment Sam clasped all of his fingers around Dean’s giant thumb, when Dean felt his breath leave his body, filled instead with such an unhealthy amount of love. Dean knew they were special. His baby brother, who looked back at him with the same colour eyes, and bled the same Winchester red.
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He can see them here because the backyard smells of high school summers and Dean calls his name from inside as though dinner’s ready, threatening to donate his portion to the possums in the roof if he doesn't move his ass. Sam sits under the criss-cross of the clothesline and listens to the chirp of the evening bugs and daydreams.