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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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    13 Aug 2025

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    absolute masterpiece aaaaaaaaaaahhh

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    "Sorry," Dean gasps, going to tug the gun away, throw it to the floor, probably. It’s different—it was never okay, and this is—it’s different, what the fuck is he doing.

    Sam says, “Don’t," as he stretches his neck out and to the side slightly, opening it up to the cool press of the metal barrel.

    (S4. Shortly after the mess with the siren, Sam and Dean decide rough sex, a gun kink, and emotional warfare are suitable replacements for communication.)

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    15 May 2025

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    i think i didn’t bookmark this the first time because i was too devastated to think clearly sjjssjsj this shit hurt my soul but also fed its depravity. there are many things samdean are great at and hurting each other is definitely at the top of that list.

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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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    15 May 2025

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    don’t know why i didn’t bookmark the first time but this one’s sooo fucking sweet

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    Investigating a mysterious statue, Jo Harvelle lands herself smack in the middle of the Winchesters' childhood. She still has a hunt to resolve, with John's grudging cooperation, but Jo can't help getting attached—and before long she realizes she can't imagine saying goodbye. If she ever gets home, her 'normal' life will never be the same.

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    08 May 2025

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    listen LISTEN i am still upset that jo didn’t get to stay. i was really at the edge of my seat waiting for her to go back 😭 but i cant complain too much about how the rest played out because it was pretty damn good. i wish this was a choose your own ending kinda thing 😅 but so fucking great nonetheless 🫶🏼

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    Geralt is hexed with a curse that takes his memories. One day, he runs into someone that he suspects is very important to him.

    This is hurt/comfort with a happy ending.

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    He took a deep breath. This man obviously knew him. Frankly, that surprised Geralt. He was so handsome. He wore the finest clothing. There was a lute hung over his shoulder. Geralt tried to think of a reason that someone so refined or fashionable would be friends with a witcher.

    But only people you care about can deal the kind of wound that puts that sort of expression on a face. So they were something to each other.

    As the man walked through the crowd, people slapped his shoulder and asked for a song.

    He was famous too, on top of everything else. And he was making his way towards Geralt. The witcher watched him approach and steeled himself for disappointment.

    Ever since his memory loss, he’d had to deal with people approaching him and expecting him to know them back.

    It always ended poorly.

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    09 Feb 2025

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    rereading and finally remembering to bookmark this fic 😅 i hope geralt doesnt regain his memories btw sjsjssj