What is it with the SPN fandom? How is it that every freaking day somebody’s posting THE fic? I mean, seriously. I’ll read a fic and think, “Dude! That there? Totally the bar.” And the very next day somebody’s posted something else that’s just as amazing, just as thought-provoking, just as canon-subverting, or just as panty-twisting hot. Refractory period, people! Sometimes a girl’s gotta come down from all this goodness and catch her breath. Some of these recs are for older fics, but the first several were just recently posted.
by these arms, belong by
mikhale Wincest Adult Since that post I made about POV where I lambasted second person, hang it all if I haven’t run across more than one really good second person fic, and this is the cream of the crop. I’m hard put to describe how brilliant this piece is. I can say that I felt as if I was given a precious glimpse into Sam Winchester’s mind. This is gloriously spare, so exquisitely bare boned. Perfect.
This is it, you think. This loud, black car. The cock-rock, bone-jarring music from the radio. The guns. The knives. The lines of salt. A bag of laundry that's been sitting for two weeks. A hundred different names behind you, a thousand addresses for a trail. Two graves. A journal. And a brother. This is all that you have left. Waiting Game by
nutkin Wincest Adult Again, another fic that gnaws at you—just won’t leave you alone. I find myself unable to stop thinking about this story. The Sam voice is impeccable, the dialogue genius, the plot (Sam begins having visions of a different kind of relationship with Dean) is flawlessly executed. The character insight here is nothing short of amazing. In little throwaway lines, we get Sam and Dean laid bare—their desires stripped down to the bone, their inner workings illuminated. Nutkin really captures that aspect of Sam that was portrayed so nicely by “Houses of the Holy”: that deep longing Sam has for confirmation that their fight really does matter, or as Nutkin puts it,
Sam wants to feel like he's a part of something bigger. There is angst here, yes, but there’s also humor.
He starts watching him, now that he knows what he's looking for; surreptitiously peering over menus, over coffee cups, out of the corner of his eye. But no, he hasn't wandered into Bizarro World, where Dean's giving him pining looks and reading VC Andrews novels while Sam's looking the other way. Dean acts the way he always acts, checking out asses on girls who walk by, chewing on pens as he reads the newspaper, and wiping sulphur and blood and ecto-fucking-plasm on Sam's shirts. And maybe my favorite line of the whole thing:
It makes him want to just point-blank ask if he ever thinks about the fact that when they thought he was dying, they slept wrapped around each other on the same damn bed.Samasaurus Hex by
impertinence Wincest Adult This is so wonderfully silly. Dean realizes that Sam is taller than he is and then suddenly Dean’s taller than Sam and it’s just FUN and also really hot.
Dean’s face is all scrunched up, like he’s constipated or something, which is a pretty disgusting image and Sam kind of wants to scrub his brain clean now, or he would if Dean wasn’t pulling him close and…kissing his nostril. God, they can’t even commit perverted felonies right.I Can’t Quit You Baby by
xaara Wincest Adult I know you guys have seen this recced to the high heavens already, but it’s side-splittingly funny. Dean rides a horse! Poorly! Talking sheep! Sam gets stoned. On actual grass. Srsly, go read. Now.
No Such Thing as Alien Sex Pollen by
zooey_glass04 Wincest Adult Dean and Sam take down an altar in the woods and suddenly Sam returns the secret desire that Dean thought he’d concealed. The Dean voice here is wonderful, and I really like that there is this ever present sense of threat underneath their burgeoning relationship. Is Sammy not quite himself? What exactly is going on? This also features awkward and endearing loving, with both Winchesters new to the boysex (which is unusual in what I’ve read of this pairing and kinda refreshing).
26 Trombones Played Gloria Gaynor by
teand Wincest Adult Ahahahhahahahah The Winchester boys dancing in the gay pride parade. There are no words. As this is a classic, I’m sure everybody’s already read this one, but if you missed it, go read. I think I scared my parents laughing over this, which was also dangerous as I’ve been shielding the monitor with my body as I’ve read fanfic all this week so they won’t know I’m reading PORN and thus feel compelled to pray over me. The prayer circle is not your friend.
Untitled by
sunsitenthai Gen Sam’s at Stanford, but he and Dean still talk. I really love the notion of neither Sam or Dean being able to completely sever ties. I love the idea of them calling each other now and again, hiding what they really want to say beneath shooting the shit. There’s one phone call in this fic where Dean’s driving and he calls Sam just to stay awake as he drives and they talk for hours and Sam can feel the pull of the road and god. It just. god.
Sam calls Dean a month later, and for lack of any better way to start the conversation, he says, “Punch buggy blue.” Sure enough, one zooms past outside his internet café. He’s waiting for Jessica to get off work, as he promised to escort her back to her dorm room. He can picture Dean’s confused face. “… Dude, you seriously just punch buggy’d me from like, four thousand miles away. Is that even allowed?” 20 Things Sam Winchester is Not Allowed To Do by
deirdre_c Gen This fic is written in list form and very, very cute. If you don’t grin, your face is broken.