The thing about Dean is he's vanilla. [drabble, top!sam/bottom!dean, vanilla!dean]

Dean was dirty. He was wrong and sick and something inside of him must be a little bent. It has to be, because why else would he be looking at his older brother like this? [age swap!au, top!sam, bottom!dean]

Dean doesn't have a problem, alright? It's just he might appreciate Sam's shirts more than he ought to. [tiny ass prompt blown out of proportion, top!sam/bottom!dean, shirt kink -is that even a kink idek-, admittedly shitty]

The general rule with werecat hunting was very clear; don't get scratched. But above all else? Never, ever, get bit. [top!sam/bottom!dean, mpreg, crack, fluff]

Dean thought rimming is gross, Sam thought he'd change that up. [top!sam/bottom!dean, rimming, pwp]

"You're gorgeous." This time Dean didn't say anything. [dominant!top!sam/submissive!bottom!dean, dean in panties]

Dean is beautiful like this, Sam thinks. He's downright gorgeous. [submissive!bottom!dean, dominant!top!sam, evil!sam, drabble, d/s, not beta'd at all]

It wasn't everyday you walk in on your boyfriend macking on his twin while wearing pink panties. Not usually, that is. AU; teens; Castiel and Jimmy are twins; pantie kink; threesome; Dean's a lucky son of a bitch

Because no matter how useful or great a warrior Castiel was, he was still just a face amongst thousands of soldiers, still just a human like everyone else even if sometimes he seemed larger than life, more important than anything Dean's ever known. Medieval AU, Crusader!Castiel & Blacksmith!Dean