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scared of what's above (oh what will I become?) by need_more_meta
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
08 Nov 2025
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California nights are warm and lonely, even with your hot girlfriend right next to you in your bed.
Sam, however, doesn’t want a girlfriend who is right there.
He wants his brother who is God knows where, but at least he has bars on his phone.
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- Part 43 of Meta's Wincest Fics
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17 Feb 2026
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Sam may try to hide Dean away from his new safe life.
Dean may try to cut himself out of Sam’s world.
Neither will succeed, and that’s okay.
Or: Five times one of them leaves and one time they both stay.
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- Part 41 of Meta's Wincest Fics
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17 Feb 2026
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Sam comes home from school pent-up and frustrated from a week of being caged up. He convinces Dean to take care of him, but John isn't happy to come home and see that Deanna disobeyed orders and gave into Sam's pleading.
After all, how will Samantha ever learn to act right if Deanna keeps letting her think she's a boy?
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14 Feb 2026
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“Don’t,” Sam begs, and Dean realizes that alongside slipping into these roles, Sam needs Dean to play it out, too.
“Don’t what, Sammy?” Dean brings his palm to rest on the curve of Sam’s butt. “Don’t spank you?” He taps his hand gently, and Dean pretends he doesn’t see the way Sam arches his back. “I’m sorry, kiddo, but I need to punish you for behaving the way you did.”
“Yeah?” Sam asks, voice small and oh, so eager.
“Yeah. You need a spanking. You need to learn to listen, Sammy.” Sam whines, and Dean gives into it all. “You need to listen to Daddy.”
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13 Feb 2026
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Sam’s knees buckle and his legs fold under him, but he keeps his head down, refusing to meet Dean’s eyes.
There’s a moment where neither of them move to speak, hustled silence creeping between them, and among it odd sniffles from Sam.
From beneath the shag of his bangs and through the blur of unshed tears, he can see Dean’s hand rested, fingers curved down over the knee of his jeans. That hand, so casual now, lax and scar-clad, and so familiar.
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OR, Dean puts Sammy over his knee, and in the aftermath, they do some healing.
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13 Feb 2026