Do you remember Roy and Walt? No? Doesn't matter, because Dean does. And, most of all, he remembers the promise he made them. [Includes Wincest]

Sometimes, Sam thinks he can feel it. It's the blood, Azazel's, coursing through his veins. Three small drops, but enough to taint him, spread through his body, from his mouth to his toes to his fingertips, running circles through his system, his heart pumping sulfuric corruption through him without pause. [(unrequited) Wincest, Sam-centric ficlet, emotional Hurt, no comfort]

Draco tells Scorpius a bedtime story and Harry can't keep his mouth shut or his hands to himself. [HPDM slash, fluff, kinda EWE, COMPLETE]

Draco Malfoy, crown prince of Elysia, grew up sheltered in Malfoy Castle, far away from war and bloodshed. Until the rebels come to his lands and end his father's Emperor-loyal rule, and the prince finds himself having to decide how much he's willing to sacrifice for his family's safety. [Draco/Harry, Fantasy AU]

Fingers wind in his silver-blonde hair, tugging him forwards, closer, until his eyes cross, but never does he brake the gaze, never does he look away. He can't. He won't. He doesn't want to. [HPDM slash, COMPLETE]