Tired of "Destiel vs Wincest" while poor Sassy sits by itself in a corner? Good, us too. Why should Dean have to choose? For that matter, why should we? Sam and Cas should run off together, Dean and Sam should have wonderful soulmate sex, and Dean and Cas should keep right on having their profound bond. The more the merrier! We don't like ship wars; we're taking a third option. We are uniting for love of SPN and love of slash! We are the Wincestiel shippers.
Welcome to Fuck Yeah Wincestiel: a blog for us who refuse to choose. If you've got Wincestciel, I want it. Feel free to submit and ask all you like.
Who says you can't have it all? >:D
(Warning: This blog may contain NSFW material, but it will never contain hate.)
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
oh, omg, anonnnn don’t get me started
let me try to remember some
(I guess I sort of live in a happy universe in my head where they are as mushily settled in with each other as they can be while still being in character… but I don’t necessarily see any of these headcanons as AU so IDEK)
also, sorry if these are incoherent because it’s like 5am omg
- clothesharing. ALL THE CLOTHESHARING. because Sam likes seeing Dean and Cas wear his clothes, okay, you cannot convince me otherwise. (it pretty much already happened with Dean, considering how closely he & Sam’ve always shared space, but with Cas it just… falls into place). he ends up with mostly Dean’s clothes because they’re closest in size, but he borrows Sam’s buttondowns and jackets and has to roll up the sleeves
- when Cas first starts needing to sleep he keeps forgetting to do it, because he never needed to before, and basically unless Sam ‘n’ Dean remind him to sleep he’ll just… insist he doesn’t need to, and run himself into the ground until he crashes? so they’ll be like “Cas, you need to sleep,” and he’ll be like “NO, really, I’m fine.” and then they’ll drag him to bed with them under the pretense of “well, we need to sleep” and cuddle on either side of him until he gives in to his tiredness
- CUDDLES! Sam tends to be the big spoon because obviously he is huge and can wrap around everybody, but sometimes it varies, sometimes Cas is in the middle and sometimes Dean is in the middle—mostly they just cuddle every which way
- Cas has trouble actually falling asleep so he talks about things—he just can’t settle down and rambles… about what’s going on in Heaven, or the next stage in their plans, or what he thinks could help Sam and Dean on the hunt, etc. Sam humors him so they talk quietly as they’re falling asleep, and Dean’s like OMG GUYS WILL YOU SHUT UP ALREADY, except goodnaturedly
- spontaneous makeouts??? morning sex
- IN THE SAME VEIN AS CLOTHES-SHARING: one time they went clothes-shopping with Castiel just after he started falling because Dean was like “you need some new clothes, dude. the trench is great but so is variety!” except it went terribly because Cas said something really blunt to one of the store employees and she had a fit and quit her job and after that they decided clothes-sharing was just the best option
- when Sam or Dean is having a nightmare, Cas soothes their sleep. he just sort of… touches their cheeks, and they stop thrashing or sleep-talking. he still keeps doing it, even when technically he’s getting low on mojo—even though Sam would give him a LOOK for ‘wasting’ it on calming them and Dean would be like “c’mon, Cas, they’re just nightmares”—because at least they’re sleeping
- also sometimes he sings to them in Enochian, like… in the middle of the night… he wasn’t ever one of the angels whose forte was singing or anything, but it just ends up devolving to this gravelly sort of humming, IDEK
- so when it comes to takeout, to figure out what kind of Chinese food Cas likes (he would just order whatever they were ordering at first), Sam and Dean just kind of order ALL THE FOOD and share all of it on one of the motel beds and then they go into a Chinese food coma and two hours later Castiel is like, “how is it possible that I’m hungry?” and Sam is like “that’s normal” and Dean’s like “NBD THERE ARE LEFTOVERS” and they just lounge around eating leftovers
- Dean teaches Castiel how to drive (at first disastrous, eventually passably successful); Sam teaches Castiel how to use a laptop
- and they end up on NASA’s Picture of the Day website and Castiel gets really sentimental about the nebulas and things because when an angel dies they become a part of space (a constellation or a new star or a nebula or something) so he recognizes them
- Sam radiates heat like a fucking furnace so Cas ends up leaching heat off him a lot when he starts needing to regulate his own body temperature when his mojo is gone (Dean does this too and they’re both like SAM YOU ARE A SPACE HEATER)
- spreading the trenchcoat out as a blanket
- introducing Castiel to music (Dean tries to get him into Metallica and Zeppelin and Aerosmith and Sam thinks he would prefer classical and then it turns out Cas actually likes random easy listening radio stations or talk shows or something best, because they’re easy to turn into white noise subconsciously, to substitute how he always used to hear his family talking in the background)
- all the feels about them celebrating Christmas together that I described in this post
Pairing(s): Dean/Cas/Sam, Sam/Jimmy
Rating: Explicit/NC-17
Summary: Sometimes, rescues aren’t pretty: Dean drinks Castiel’s blood and becomes his vessel, and it’s still not enough to keep Sam from freeing Lucifer from his prison. When Sam, Dean, and Castiel hide in John Winchester’s old cabin and deal with detoxing and murderous angels, they learn recovery’s just as ugly. But the ugliest part might just be the place they find a new beginning: each other.Vessel!Dean
Pairing: Dean/Sam/Cas
Rating: Explicit/NC-17
Summary: Dean’s got a foul mouth. Sam knows this. The whole fucking motel probably knows this. But Jesus, if Dean was bad before, that’s nothing compared to how filthy he’s gotten since they’ve started banging Cas.
Wincestiel
By sweetdari. Check out her lj. Leave comments. Find a Korean to English translator. Please. Thank you.
“Sibling Rivalry”
I’m having too much fun with this.
Cleverbot is tired of the shipping wars.
leviarty asked for Sam, Dean and Cas as animals and left the kind up to me.
And I drew hamsters.
I hope you don’t kill me for this.
the potential to be a room with three walls | a Sam/Dean/Cas mix
The way I see it, Sam, Dean, and Cas each have walls, really, whether those are walls built through emotional defenses and coping mechanisms, or walls that come from deception and eventual distrust, or walls that are literal like the one in Sam’s mind. The three of them can create something insulated and good between them, when they lean on each other—but walls can both shelter and separate. I hope that makes sense. (FUN FACT: The font on the cover of this mix is Dean Winchester’s Handwriting and someone made it from the handwriting seen in the letter Dean writes in ‘Point of No Return.’ I figured it would be appropriate (though geeky, lol) to use it here.)
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EMANCIPATOR } safe in the steep cliffs
instrumental
THE NATIONAL } mistaken for strangers
you get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes, glazing under
oh, you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise, they wouldn’t wanna watch
another un-innocent, elegant fall into the un-magnificent lives of adults
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleevesSUFJAN STEVENS } all the trees of the field will clap their hands
if I am alive this time next year
will I have arrived in time to share?
will I be a part of what you’ve made?
and I am throwing all my thoughts away
and I am joining all my thoughts to youIRON AND WINE } teeth in the grass
and when you give me your clothes, and when we’re lovers at last
fresh air, perfume in your nose; there will be teeth in the grass
and when you give me your house, when we’re all brothers at last
there will be food in our mouths; there will be teeth in the grass
and when there’s nothing to want, when we’re all brilliant and fast
when all tomorrows are gone, there will be teeth in the grassMANIC BLOOM } toynbee
I saw the future: it was dirty, but I told you it’s clean
I had a vision we could change it with a twist to the human machine
with blood and water, wood and fire, I perfect the scene
get past the lies that paint the skies until you’re left with just rock
let’s take back what we fought so hard to create
we won’t be remembered for waiting
there’s no turning back when your fist hits the air
‘cause tomorrow begins starting nowIRON AND WINE } the night descending
in a year of fallen angels
broken hands and boys in danger
pray the Lord might pacify you
ain’t no telling what he’s up toELBOW | asleep in the back
all my time is yours
my twisted heart is yours
the faithless shit is yours
the shameless fits of love that only smother you for moments
‘til I fold them up and leave
are all yours
show your scars—not to rush you
the hieroglyphic hints in all the toilet scrawl
guilty little pins, and all the things I never talk about
are spilling in the gin
test how tough you are
all yours
oh, you had to ask, didn’t you?
oh, you had to knowFEIST & GRIZZLY BEAR } service bell
I keep a service bell by my bed for you
let the others do what they do
I will hold on◆
Hahaha this is my font. I thought it looked familiar! :D
Wished for by fallingstarsonsilverscreens in my ask box, and how could I resist? ;)
Team Free Will Group Hug :D
Sam not so patiently waiting for the threesome to begin,
while Cas and Dean have a staring contest over who is going to top first.
even now, when i’m alone, i’ve always known, with you i am home. [x]