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Jessica clears her throat gently. They both look over, but she won’t look at them. She pours a big slug in the cup, holds it up without making eye contact. “Never have I ever had sex with my brother.”
“You don’t have a brother,” Sam says without thinking.
“Define ‘had sex with’,” Dean says at the same time.
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31 May 2026
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It was a demigod or deity or something else ancient, because its whole deal was DESIRE and nothing else had been around for so long. Dean didn't want to take the case, but eventually he ran out of reasons to tell Sam 'no' that weren't I've got a lot of DESIRING I'd rather keep to myself, Sammy.
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31 May 2026
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John stood in the dark parking lot. Cold sweat poured down his sides and he watched his sons put their tongues in each other’s mouths.
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28 May 2026
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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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27 May 2026
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Dean’s hangover was a physical entity: pounding head, dry mouth, cold sweat on his upper lip. “How many bougie cocktails and demon curses does it take to whack off in front of your brother?”
Sam put his head in his hands. He looked almost worse than Dean. “If you’re looking for a punchline, I don’t have one.”
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27 May 2026