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Teens more obsessed with Incest then any Wincest/Weecest shipper I know
A list of ass-hats to block and report, to make you Wincest/Weecest tag experience better
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toasturbuns
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tentaclemilk
matchingheadbands
richdadzayn
fatalframee
the-ring-of-adamant
careforandloveyourself
sashaonthemoon
theabyssgeneral
xaviers-schoolof-rock
angry-basement-virgin
gallows—caliibrator
thegrumpyredrabbit
innerworkingsoftimetravel
egorapt0r
dokuhime
sultan-of-ireland
carvencrow
kurkutvantas
diddlemyhiddle
lock'n Load baby, we're going hunting.
I tried my best kubrick stare. Buy my neck thing is making it difficult, because my spine curves, my head tilts and it's fused.
my only regret is that I did not start the war on the "Wincest" shippers. I joked about it, or maybe joked about them, the zoosexuals, loli/shota/toddler con fans
ok, so who started this one? people who are finding it abhorrent that people treat adult concentual incest as some fetish thing to glamorize, when they were survivers of abusive incest?
anti superwholockians?
http://antisuperwholocksquad.tumblr.com/post/108734529938/defendwincest-antisuperwholocksquad
"incest is illegal!!!!11"
yeah riiiiiiiight [x]
hey weecesters
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/01/07/misty-ariel-renee-kornegay_n_6429542.html masturbate to this you twisted dregs
http://culturecampaign.blogspot.com/2015/01/teen-girl-to-marry-father-in-new.html
you jelly?
if I repent you pay me
so it's so weird how tumblr has spammy tags you know. like it's wrong, if you talk about the Osswaturduckhenuiatolan (ostrich-swan-turkey-duck-cornish hen-quail-ortoulan and you don't put in vegan tags or anything.
ok tell me what more pairing tags
yes fine. look.
so I see more people like incest stories than vomit with rage, and if they do, it makes them closed minded bigots who don't know how to love
so, seeing those incest fiction and think they are going to be part of the new rights movment, you would really then, I assume, fund and go see a movie with orginal characters. Now I see why so many M/M, F/F pairings happen, because of how people like homosexual pairings as being better than hetero, it makes your story look "progressive", and when your media has a sex ratio imbalnce, it is more gay, but I don't think someone would still make OTPs heterosexual, as even youtubers, or celeberties are not free from slash (we love you all so much that we will roleplay and write you gay) . "8 guy characters two girls, so we're writing the girls lesbians, even if they are siblings, and the guys gay, because gay sex is better than making an asexual character"
so, here you go you freaks. for those who love the incest, if I were to make movie with incest plot (to make you shut up and for me to backpeddle and look good) what would you want to see/see first?
Father-Son roadtrip. Now this will need to be animated if i want to hope to not get arrested if I make the son 15. Unless I can find an 18+ year old actor who looks 15. Father and Son go on a road trip of vengence to hunt down the man who killed Wife/Mom. She got shot and was in a coma, and died of blood clot. while they track down this man and also deal with grief, they fall in love and have sex at least once.
Incest Homosexual Romeo and Juilet with estranged siblings, one is 19 the other 14. This movie takes place in these times, so the'll be lots of cyberbullying of them. I don't know what happend that they are estranged. but there will be elements borrowed of cyberbullying cases, and when Kate Hunt got arrested for child molestation
Pregnant 9 year old. I learned from prolifers the rare time a child gets pregnant, it's still wrong to kill the fetus with abortion. Orginaly she was to had been incest raped. because it makes it dark and edgy. I read some people mature young and some get very body curious and start crushes young. I still don't know if I want to make her with a disablity
you who like fictional incests. which one do you like best?
I don't know how to make the writing for film. so it'll be hard.
John gives Dean The Talk when Dean’s 14 and it consists of “no means no” and a box of condoms tossed his way as Dad’s on his way out the door, leaving Dean and Sam at a motel that’s paid up through the end of the month, cans of SpaghettiOs covering the dresser and a gallon of milk in the minifridge. Dean shoves the condoms into his duffle, next to an identical box, and doesn’t bother telling John he lost his virginity three towns back to a junior who was pissed at her boyfriend.
John tries to give Sam The Talk when Sam’s 15. He forgot the previous year, always tries not to look too closely at Sammy and he’s small for his age, and Sam cuts him off before he can get started. “Dean already covered it,” Sam says and John feels a sense of relief as he ruffles Sam’s hair. Sam can see it in his eyes and smiles wryly, doesn’t bother telling John he lost his virginity two years back to his brother in a sticky-hot motel with broken AC.
On the subject of Sam and Dean being weird about each other. Just sitting here thinking about taking their innate weirdness, lack of boundaries, closeness, and just cranking it up to eleven without making them attracted to each other at all, just the sort of gross inappropriate shit that siblings might do to each other under those circumstances...
Sam is fifteen, Dean is nineteen and they had to share a bed last night because it turned out that they didn’t have enough cash to get two rooms, a situation that John is going to remedy today even if it kills him. Sam wakes slowly with the iron claws of sleep still trying to drag him back down into unconsciousness. But there’s something wrong. He’s too warm and there is a heavy weight pressing him down all along one side. “Dean, get off me. It’s too hot.” But his brother doesn’t stir. Sam shifts his shoulders into Dean, trying to jostle him awake. “Get off me.” Dean growls sleepily and burrows deeper down, pressing his morning boner right into the side of Sam’s hip. Sam’s face scrunches up around his still closed eyes and he bucks his hips to the side, right into Dean’s dick. “Ow! What’re you doing?” Dean grumped. “Ugh, do something about that already, and get off!” Dean, smirking, grinds forward into Sam and laughs, “What? Like this?” “No! Ugh. I’m trying to sleep. Go take care of it somewhere else.” Dean sits up, still laughing, “Eh, you’re no fun, Sammy. Fine. I got dibs on the shower then.” “Don’t use all the hot water.” “No such luck, little brother, I’m gonna take the longest, hottest, nastiest shower ever. Not gonna stop ‘til the pump runs dry and I’m pruny all over.” “Ugh, you’re such an asshole.” Sam mumbles as he gets comfortable again and tries to drift back off to sleep. “Yeah, you know you love my asshole.” Dean says as he shuts the bathroom door. Meanwhile, John is laying in the other bed, silently staring at the ceiling contemplating murder-suicide.
So friggin' adorable! Those red cheeks and almost-crossed eyes in the last panel! *pinch* Another beautiful piece! 🥰
Be sure to check out the artist's other work. It's all amazing. 🙌🤩
AND THEN THEY KISS
Coloured it! :D
[based off the prompt “homework help” given on wincest wednesday]
Transcription for your reading pleasure:
Page 1
D: Sammyyy get your nose out of those nerd books and pay attention to meeeee
S: The longer you distract me, the longer i'll have to study, so either quiz me or shit up jerk
D: Fine, bitch Hand me those cards
Page 2
D: Alright! What is the balance between forward and reverse processes that occur simultaneously? (I don't remember learning this...)
S: (That's because you didnt finish high school) That's dynamic equilibrium
D: Correct! Great job, time for a reward :D
S: What? No, Dean, I can't take a break after ev- What are you doing?
D: Giving you your reward <3
This is how i imagine the essay
Dean just needing to be Sam's everything. He needs it like oxygen. Don't have a mom? I can be that for you? Dad sucks? I'll be a better one! No friends? It's ok Sammy you've got me! Can't go to your teacher for after school help? That's ok, I'll relearn fractions I can teach you! You got a girlfriend? What do you need her for, you've got me! You pray to god? What are you talking to him for, you've got me! You don't have any experience kissing and you're embarrassed? What are big brothers for? No use wasting practice on a girl, you've got me! Can't sleep? I can help make you feel better I can be that let me be that like if the roles in Sam's life are circular holes, Dean is a square peg cramming himself into each and every one of them
Okay but 16 year old Sammy and 20 year old Dean both on an anonymous gay dating site.
None of them know the other is into men, and none of them know that they ended up matching with one another.
They don't post their faces and go by screen names only, but quickly hit it off, texting back and forth for hours a day, bonding over their shitty lives.
It doesn't take long for their chats to turn naughty, Dean describing the nasty things he'd like to do to Sam's pretty pink hole, Sam responding with enthusiasm before describing in full detail the things he'd do to Dean's cock with his mouth, and it would more often than not end up with them jerking off to their conversations, their vivid imaginations running wild with the image of sweaty bodies, tongues and hair pulling and choking and bliss.
With those chats inevitably came explicit pictures always from the waist down. Sam bending over, spreading each one of his cheeks to reveal his pretty pink hole already fingered open and gaping for his nameless suitor to marvel at, Dean returning a photo of his thick cock against his belly, thick ropes of come splattered along his torso.
It wasn't until a few months into their anonymous relationship that Sam had sent Dean a photo of his hard cock, long fingers wrapped around the base that Dean made the connection.
The watch around the man's wrist looked an awful lot like the one Sam wore, and what was worse was the background of the photo was the exact same as the bathroom of the shitty motel room they were staying at, the one Sam was currently in, the ugly yellow ceramic tub visible just behind Sam's erection.
Dean immediately deleted the app so fucking fast after the realization hit him, the color draining from his face when Sam exited the bathroom, staring down at his phone with a frown not understanding what he did wrong, why his online lover suddenly disappeared.
Dean never went on the app again, and he sure as hell didn't tell Sam, who continued to check the app every day in hopes his partner would return.
Okay but 16 year old Sammy and 20 year old Dean both on an anonymous gay dating site.
None of them know the other is into men, and none of them know that they ended up matching with one another.
They don't post their faces and go by screen names only, but quickly hit it off, texting back and forth for hours a day, bonding over their shitty lives.
It doesn't take long for their chats to turn naughty, Dean describing the nasty things he'd like to do to Sam's pretty pink hole, Sam responding with enthusiasm before describing in full detail the things he'd do to Dean's cock with his mouth, and it would more often than not end up with them jerking off to their conversations, their vivid imaginations running wild with the image of sweaty bodies, tongues and hair pulling and choking and bliss.
With those chats inevitably came explicit pictures always from the waist down. Sam bending over, spreading each one of his cheeks to reveal his pretty pink hole already fingered open and gaping for his nameless suitor to marvel at, Dean returning a photo of his thick cock against his belly, thick ropes of come splattered along his torso.
It wasn't until a few months into their anonymous relationship that Sam had sent Dean a photo of his hard cock, long fingers wrapped around the base that Dean made the connection.
The watch around the man's wrist looked an awful lot like the one Sam wore, and what was worse was the background of the photo was the exact same as the bathroom of the shitty motel room they were staying at, the one Sam was currently in, the ugly yellow ceramic tub visible just behind Sam's erection.
Dean immediately deleted the app so fucking fast after the realization hit him, the color draining from his face when Sam exited the bathroom, staring down at his phone with a frown not understanding what he did wrong, why his online lover suddenly disappeared.
Dean never went on the app again, and he sure as hell didn't tell Sam, who continued to check the app every day in hopes his partner would return.
zero thoughts just power bottom dean teaching his 16 y/o brother how to top. sammy's hands shaking while he desperately tries not to shove his dick in immediately. his breathing becoming heavy mere seconds after entering dean. dean teasing him with "already gonna cum sammy boy" and intentionally clenching around him. him grabbing sam's hair, telling him to start moving. sam's erratic thrusting and mewls as he doesnt manage to hold off his orgasm and prematurely blows his load. dean rolling them over, switching their positions. dean pinning down sam's arms, slowly riding him while chastising him "you should think about your partner more, sammy". sam moaning pretty little apologies and begging for mercy "please dean i'm so sorry i can't i'll do better no no please no". dean not stopping until sam comes a third time after which he's cumming as well.
bath time cuddles x
Cw: nsfw, underage
Sam bets Dean that he can make his older brother need to pull over. Dean, freshly twenty and certainly not new to driving the Impala, knows he's a good enough driver that he would never lose his concentration like that.
Which is how Dean ends up going 90 down the empty highway with his cock in Sam's mouth and his fingers buried in his little brother's hole. He's glad for the empty road because if anyone looked through the passenger window, they'd get a good view of Sammy's ass gripping at Dean's digits, and that's a sight for Dean and Dean alone.
(Sam ends up winning the bet when Dean pulls over to properly rail Sam into the leather of the front seat.)
initiation
(the natural progression of last week's ww)
Thoughts on Dean fucking Sammy so hard with really anything they can find, nothing to hurt him but to make him feel good — hand clamped around Sammy’s mouth, drool bubbling over deans hand as John hunts; John’s close and they have to stay quiet but dean needs his Sammy it’s unnatural.
Dean telling him to quiet down, shushing him through all the pleasures and possible pain he’s feeling from the unrecognizable feeling.
i love, love this community oh my God. yes!!
Dean is absolutely hungry for it; he wants Sammy writhing beneath him and struggling to break free. He drags a knife across Sam's belly, applying enough pressure for a thin slice of his skin opening, and pouring blood out for Dean to dip his fingers in. Sammy whimpers in pain, yet his cock strains in his pants because it's big brother who is ruining him and that turns Sam on beyond anything else.
In the woods, not far from where their father is holding a rifle, Dean tugs down Sam's pants with one hand while the other hand is slick with baby brother's blood. Dean's teeth aches to taste, but he wants to focus on Sammy - his sweet little brother that feels empathy even for monsters. Dean has to teach him that it's dangerous in this line of work; Sammy bats those puppy eyes, and Dean feels feral because he knows, he knows that monsters and humans alike would take advantage of that kindness.
"De," Sammy pants against the tree that he's pinned against, safely hidden by big brother, and he feels so much smaller like this, "please."
"What, baby?" Dean asks, playing the act of clueless, "what do you want?" He shoves Sammy's hips up against the tree when little brother tries to grind up against Dean's tented erection.
"Inside," Sammy gasps, urging on a plea, "please, I wanna - I wanna be full inside, De." Tears are building up in the corner of his eyes, and Dean curses under his breath, always weak for little brother cries.
Dean slides his bloody fingers down, and he brushes his middle finger up inside Sam's ass, pushing it in. He watches as his bloody middle finger slides inside of baby brother, and he licks his lips as his own cock rubs against his constricting boxers.
Sam cries out, a little lamb, and Dean's using his other hand to cover his mouth, "hush, sweetheart, I'm takin' care of ya, little brother."
Dean presses a second finger inside of the ring muscle, groaning at how tight Sam was around his fingers. "Tight like a little virgin, Sammy," Dean growls in his boy's ear, "gotta play with you more, baby, get you sloppy and gaping for my cock..."
anyways. um, there would be a gun involved. knife. and blood. and... yeah.
