kid brother but in a pet name kind of way

azazelpossessed!john who likes to tell sam how much his daddy wanted to touch him bad while growing up.

wincest is ultimately for the yearners who strive above all else to see the love in abusive dynamics

weecest is dry heaving on the side of the road. it’s the cloistering feeling that the world is ending, yet it spins and spins anyway. it’s the backs of sweaty knees slotted against warm thighs and touches that linger too long. a star bursting where the heart should be and taking an entire summer to die out, maybe forever. desecration seared into a kiss playing at softness. warm lakes wading into a cold, endless maw of black. running away even as the realization settles that it will always follow. weecest is the putrid butterflies and the wrongness embedded in marrow.

been in the pits of dramione lately but trust i will always come home to MY favorite brotherwives