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    Sam breathes like it takes effort, and then he says, "Wanting you was the very first thing I realized was wrong with me. It was how I knew there was something sick inside."

    (One of them had to fall first. A story about devotion.)

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    22 Dec 2025

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    “So this morning,” Dean ventures as they blast down the highway in pitch black night toward a probable werewolf case.

    Sam looks over at him, thin eyebrows raised, eyes clear and calm. He’s not even difficult about it, doesn’t ask what Dean is after, doesn’t deny what had happened. Instead he says, very simply, “I just figure, why lie?”

    Alright then.

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    21 Dec 2025

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    "When I had the unparalleled pleasure of torturing her, Meg shared some tasty, terrible things about her time in Sam's head, back in the day." Crowley leaned over the table in the dungeon, his chains jingling. "And, as we've all been forced to acknowledge and exploit over the years, your sad little family drama is just rife with secrets. Your main export. Isn’t that right, Moose?"

    Sam's palms were sweating. He stared at Crowley, who was staring back at him with this wry smile—and then, almost imperceptibly, Crowley's eyes flicked over to Dean.

    Bile rose in Sam's throat. He knew.

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    20 Dec 2025

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    'Nobody ever died of a boner, Dean’s pretty sure, whatever his teenaged self might have said to the girls back in high school when he was trying to get under their skirts. Or. Did anybody ever die of a boner? That would be just like Sam, to die of terminal sexual frustration and not to let Dean do anything about it until it was already too late.'

    I asked for 'fanfic cliche' prompts and got 'sex pollen'; so I decided to go all out and make it a cursed-object-in-the-Bunker fic too. This is pretty much unadulterated PWP.

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    19 Dec 2025

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    Sam watched Dean hack up firewood with his hatchet. The magically-induced heat wave had his shirt soaked with sweat.

    “Did you ever have a, uh… experimental phase?” Sam smacked his lips, trying to think of a diplomatic way to phrase it. “That kid—by which I mean you—has been staring. At me. Kind of a lot.”

    (Sam and Dean get sent back to 1996 and go on a hunt with their teenaged selves. The kids don't know who they are.)

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    18 Dec 2025