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    “Holy…” Dean steps closer to Sam, mouth falling open and voice trailing off faintly as he notices his own reflection.

    “Shit.” Sam agrees, head spinning.

    He and his brother stand next to each other in the mirror. Both pale. Both blinking owlishly at themselves. And Sam realizes that what’s wrong with Dean’s eyes is also wrong with his own.

    Sam’s right eye is completely normal. White sclera, hazel iris, black pupil. His right iris is still that annoying muddy blend of colors.

    But his left iris…is green. Bottle green. Dean green.

    Or: When a cursed object forces the boys to be in each other's line of sight or die, a fifteen-year-old Sam is forced to reckon with uncomfortable realizations about his feelings for his brother. Dean is not going to make it easy.

    Written for the Wayward Sons Zine Vol. 4!

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    “Dean,” Sam breathes, but he’s…he’s not talking to Dean.

    He knows what it sounds like when Sam says his name. And somehow, that wasn’t it.

    Sam shoves right past him, hauling the door open with more strength than Dean’s seen him use since they got here all those months, years, decades ago. He sprints into the yard, cold winter sun turning his hair almost blond.

    Dean. But not Dean. Dean’s blood runs cold.

    Sam’s son. He’s here.

    Or: Dean finally meets Dean Jr., who admits that he's been praying to Dean since he was young. Dean also finds out that Dean Jr. is not the only one who's been praying to him.

    Written for "Now It's Perfect" Fest 2024!

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    Dean blinks up at Sam with big green eyes and curls his hand into a fist, nails biting into the tough skin of his palm. It’s a nervous habit that Sam hasn’t seen in…years. His face, outside of the furrow in his brow, is unlined. Panic makes Sam's voice unleveled as he asks,

    “Dean…what year is it?”

    Dean shakes his head. “It’s 2006.”

    Sam stares at his brother. His brother is twenty-six years old.

    Or: A magical object in the bunker swaps a 26 y/o Dean and a 40 y/o Dean. A confused Sam—who has been in a relationship with his Dean for a few years—tries to pick up the pieces, and send this younger Dean back to his own time. Things are complicated further when 26y/o!Dean thinks the reason things are too good to be true is because he’s in a djinn dream, and he’s torn between staying and going back at all costs.

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    “It’s a heliotrope.” Sam says, and Dean turns his head so he can look at him. Dean moves the washcloth off of his head, and the cold slimy material makes his skin prickle.

    Sam is sitting at the motel table, hunched over his computer like he’s trying to merge it with his torso. He’s been twirling the flower stem between his fingers absentmindedly which Dean thinks is a little gross—that thing came out of him, but whatever.

    Or: Dean is cursed with Hanahaki disease, and wants to die with some dignity. Sam is going to save his brother at any cost. A story in two parts.

    Written for WincestWednesday's July 2024 Event, Week Four Prompt: "Free Space," A Hanahaki!AU

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    “Sammy?”

    Sam jerks away, hitting his knee on the bottom of the table. Dean is standing above him, holding a tray with their food on it. Sam smiles apologetically, but it doesn’t feel convincing. From the expression of doubt and concern on Dean’s face, it doesn’t look it, either.

    “Sorry.” Sam mumbles, as Dean moves to sit across from him. Sam scoots closer to the window so their legs don’t touch under the table.

    Or: After a particular kind of torture in the Cage, Sam is afraid to touch Dean.

    Written for WincestWednesday's July 2024 Event, Week Three: "Sunshine" AND "Rock and a Hard Place"!

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    Dean sighs. Three in the morning. He looks over at the other side of the bed, blinking the lights of the screen from his eyes, and sure enough, the other side of the bed is still made. Dean hauls himself back into a sitting position, and focuses on the leg of his dresser until the spinning stops.

    Sam’s up there again.

    Or: Dean comes up with a system to be alerted when Sam has bad nights after the Cage.

    Written for WincestWednesdays July 2024 Event, Week 2: "Creative Solutions"!

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    “It’s not working,” Dean sits down on the other end of the couch heavily with a whoosh, jostling Sam. Sam almost drops his book, and protests loudly. Dean turns to look at him. “We have to be gayer.”

    Sam barks a laugh, startled, but Dean’s expression doesn’t change. Sam sits up, putting his book down in his lap.

    “Gayer?” Sam tries to process Dean’s impassive expression. “Why don’t you tell me what you think that means?”

    Or: In order to catch a monster killing gay couples in Iowa, Sam and Dean have to dig deep and pull out the performance of a lifetime. Or...y'know. Not that deep.

    Written for WincestWednesdays July 2024 Event, Week One: "Performance"!

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    July 4th, 1983.

    It’s hot out. Dean doesn’t like when the heat makes his overalls stick to his legs. Mommy says he’s sweaty. Dean doesn’t like being sweaty.

    Dean is chasing fireflies in the backyard. Mommy and Sammy are on a picnic blanket near the fence. Sammy’s not strong enough to hold his head up yet (which doesn’t make sense to Dean—it’s so small and Dean can hold it up easily), so he’s laying in a basket that Daddy said he laid in when he was a baby.

    Mommy’s rocking Sammy’s basket slowly, and agrees with Dean that his running is the fastest she’s ever seen when he asks her. And he’s asked her a few times, just to make sure.

    Or: A look at the way the brothers spend their Fourths of July over the years--good, bad, and ugly. And then, finally, perfect.

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    “The werewolf.” Sam says, quick. Hushed. Scared. “I don’t know how. I was—He was standing above you and then he wasn’t. And I think I did that.”

    Dean keeps whispering stuff to Sam, banal reassurances that Sam soaks up like a sponge, but he feels sick. Sammy did something impossible. Sammy’s been doing impossible things.

    For years.

    Or: Pre-Canon/Teen!chesters AU in which Sam develops powers at age eleven, Dean will do anything to protect him, and they have to live with the consequences

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    It’s been minutes but Dean’s been starving for him, deprived of the depth of feeling.

    “Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, weak to anything else, and watches the smile on Sam’s face, the way his face looks not contorted by grief like it had in the seconds before Dean had lost consciousness.

    “Dean,” Sam says, and isn’t that the goddamn thing? Dean can’t take it a second more, the buzzing under his skin is indomitable.

    He reaches forward, and Sam’s already pulling him into a hug.

    Or: Sam gets to Heaven, and now they might actually have to get their shit together...

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    And it’s that weakness for agreeing to Dean’s stupid plans that has Sam in too-big shoulder pads and a too-big jersey with Richards emblazoned on the back in the middle of a Halloween house party full of people he doesn’t know.

    Dean had insisted on keeping his costume a surprise, and Sam definitely had not prepared to be dressed up.

    Someone squeals as the song changes again, some electro beat that Sam has no hope of recognizing. He stares down at the contents in his cup. Fuck it.

    Or: In a world where monsters don't exist, and Sam and Dean are raised normally by two parents, things between them come to a head at a Halloween party. Some things are inevitable like that.

    Written for WincestWednesday's October 2023 Event, Week 4 Prompt: "Is that your costume?"

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    "You know that’s not what I meant.” Mr. Smith says into the phone, and he sounds exhausted. Sam doesn’t turn around, trying to give him as much privacy as possible, even if it’s imagined.

    Sam throws his whole body weight into his next pull of the handle, feeling the budding sweat from earlier as a full-body wave, pricking at his neck and armpits and forehead.

    Nothing. The door doesn’t budge. Sam’s trapped.

    Or: Sam Wesson gets stuck in a supply closet with his boss, who's hiding out to fight with his girlfriend. Sensing the available omega that Sam's been into for months, Sam goes into an early rut.

    Written for WincestWednesdays Week 3 Prompt: "Trapped"

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    The first time it happens, it’s an accident.

    Dean jerks back immediately, sputtering. Sam’s mouth falls open, shocked, as he watches his brother retreat. Cas, sitting across the table, watches awkwardly as Dean gags and spits against a napkin.

    It was barely anything, just a dry press of lips to lips, off-kilter. Dean’s mouth had landed at the corner of Sam’s chapped bottom lip, almost missing him entirely. Still, Sam thinks, it’s the first time he can remember that happening, outside of vague memories of childhood, a chubby-handed Dean sloppily kissing his cheek before bed.

    Or: After an accidental kiss makes a hunt go suspiciously well, Sam and Dean decide to try it again. And again. And again. It's no different from wearing lucky socks, right? A 5 + 1.

    Written for WincestWednesdays October Event Week 2 Prompt: "Superstition"

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    “Is this…You couldn’t speak because I told you not to?” Sam asks. “Like Ansem?”

    Dean’s face twists, and he looks at Sam guiltily.

“No, c’mon.” He scoffs, shifting so his legs slide away from Sam’s into the passenger footwell. Sam blinks at him. Sam then looks straight ahead, at the steering wheel, uncomprehendingly.

    Sam’s mind spins, unhinged from its moorings. He tries to think of every order he’s given Dean in the past six months. Hand me that. Scoot over. Shut up. Pass the remote. Go talk to the coroner. Turn it down. Kiss me.

    ~~~

    Written for WincestWednesdays October Event, Week 1 Prompt "Demonic"

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    Now though…Sam’s skin itches.

    He looks back up at himself in the mirror, at the spot where Dean used to be. Even though they had found the hex bag (The master bag…The big sack, Dean had said with a leer) and destroyed it, Sam felt more wrong-footed then ever. As soon as it was over, and Sam took his first steps away from Dean in three weeks, it felt…wrong.

    Or: After a hunt gone wrong leaves Sam and Dean literally attached at the hip for three weeks, Sam deals with the aftermath of it being over (and not necessarily wanting it to be).

    Written for WincestWednesdays September Flash Event Day 5 Prompt "Withdrawal"!

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    Dean Winchester wakes up and it’s dark. John Winchester stands sentinel in a cemetery. Sam Winchester’s hands are bleeding. A story in three parts.

    Or: John Winchester has a new training exercise for his older son.

    Written for WincestWednesdays September Flash Event Day 4 Prompt "Buried"

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    Sam’s breath starts to shudder. Dean’s fucking freezing. His insides feel shaky and trembling like a small bird is trying to tear its way out, his fingers have started to lose both colour and feeling, and he can feel his thoughts slowing to a crawl. He’d hoped he’d have longer before hypothermia started to kick in.

    They’re going to die in here.

    Dean turns the dial again. Opens his mouth, asks:

    “Garth? Anyone copy?”

    Or: After a hunt gone wrong with Sam injured and a clock running out for Dean, Dean tries to reach Garth before it's too late.

    Written for WincestWednesdays September Flash Event Day 3 Prompt "Radio"

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    Bobby swings open the door.

    “Hey, boys, I found the—“

    The words die, putrid and rotting on his tongue. Sam is bent over Dean on the bed. Dean’s hand is curled against Sam’s head, thumb on Sam’s cheekbone. Sam’s hands are braced gently on Dean’s chest, just above the bandages. They’re kissing. On the mouth.

    Or: Bobby finds out.

    Written for WincestWednesday Flash September Event Day 2: "Begging"

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    Except…

Sam isn’t there. Dean scans the nearby area, but his little brother is nowhere to be found.

    “Sammy?” Dean calls, walking a few steps in either direction. The mall is fucking packed, but Dean can’t see Sam or that stupid bag. The pop music pumping through the overhead speakers that had only been annoying before is now deafening, and Dean can’t hear himself think.

    Sam’s gone.

    Or: Teenage Dean loses Sam in a mall. He does not take it well.

    Written for WincestWednesdays September Flash Event Day 1 Prompt "Lost"!

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    You are married to Sam Winchester. You don’t have a name.

    You met him in a bar. Or a park. Or a diner where you worked. Or a library you were studying in. Or on the bus route back to your apartment. Or in the frozen aisle of a grocery store. The location doesn’t matter, but you know that you know him. That’s all you need to know.

    He smiles at you, and you smile back. He’s nice to look at, in the way that shards of stained glass are nice to look at. In the way that car crashes are captivating, in the way that a tree can be both dead and alive at once, in the way that homes disappear one room at a time. 


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