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Hello!
lazy_daze and I have decided that the time for comment-fic is now. In this past episode, Sam and Dean get shwasted Dean says, "I miss these talks." However, we do not see said talk on-screen.
AND THUS, THE INCEPTION OF:
Fills
Sam forgets how his inhibitions are lowered and really does tell Dean everything Hallucifer used to say, including the lewd comments about Dean. by
runedgirl
Sam usually would never agree to let Dean fuck him in a back alley behind a bar but hey, he's drunk and so is Dean and it seems like a really good idea right now. by
juice817
This kind of sloppy, wet making out is really good. And, it turns out, Sam is a mouthy, filthy little fucker when he's horny and wasted. by
lazy_daze
Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (first fill) by
bertee
Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (second fill) by
glovered
There are a number of reasons they mututally agreed that getting drunk together was a bad idea. But Sam had sort of forgotten the exact kind of bad idea it was until the words 'body shots' came up. by
runedgirl
The problem is, when Dean gets drunk he thinks all Sam's ideas are smart. Even when they're really, really not. by
de_nugis
"My lips feel numb, Dean. Are your lips numb? Mine are really numb." by
afattribble
Sam's big brother knows everything there is to know about anything. Also, he's always right. Also, all his ideas are flawless and need implementing. Immediately. by
orbiting_saturn
Sam drunkenly decides it's time to confess that he dug Dean's amulet out of the trash can two years ago after Dean rashly discarded it. by
verucasalt123
Sam is an affectionate, grabby, earnest drunk, all big dreams and world peace and "I just...I feel like everyone should just get along, Dean, y'know?" by
tiptoe39
Dean goes on a tangent about Castiel's mouth. ...Dean slurs a bit and says something along the lines of "Christ, those fucking lips." by
bertee
Filming scenes like this is a real hardship. (rpf?) by
novella34
Sam gets climby when he's drunk, and Dean mostly follows him around in a grumpy stumble to make sure he doesn't hurt himself. by
akadougal
Dean decides baby bro is old enough to have a beer. He didn't know it would hit him so hard. by
obstinatrix
Dean decides to refill his flask with that awesome, and really expensive-looking, booze. He leaves the flask out, forcing ghost!Bobby to witness whatever shenanigans ensue. by
salacious_newt
Sam gets all handsy and affectionate when he's drunk. Dean's too drunk to remember why he's not supposed to enjoy that. by
lavishsqualor
Sam gets REALLY horny when drunk. It's a problem. by
orbiting_saturn
Well isn't this just the prettiest mental picture that ever was! by
glovered
drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill one!) by
glovered
drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill two!) by
oddishly
Tell me if I miss any, and have a good day!
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AND THUS, THE INCEPTION OF:
Fills
Sam forgets how his inhibitions are lowered and really does tell Dean everything Hallucifer used to say, including the lewd comments about Dean. by
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Sam usually would never agree to let Dean fuck him in a back alley behind a bar but hey, he's drunk and so is Dean and it seems like a really good idea right now. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
This kind of sloppy, wet making out is really good. And, it turns out, Sam is a mouthy, filthy little fucker when he's horny and wasted. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (first fill) by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam, Dean, and some drunk baking. I would imagine a lot more of the food would end up on the floor rather than in the oven, though. (second fill) by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
There are a number of reasons they mututally agreed that getting drunk together was a bad idea. But Sam had sort of forgotten the exact kind of bad idea it was until the words 'body shots' came up. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
The problem is, when Dean gets drunk he thinks all Sam's ideas are smart. Even when they're really, really not. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
"My lips feel numb, Dean. Are your lips numb? Mine are really numb." by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam's big brother knows everything there is to know about anything. Also, he's always right. Also, all his ideas are flawless and need implementing. Immediately. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam drunkenly decides it's time to confess that he dug Dean's amulet out of the trash can two years ago after Dean rashly discarded it. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam is an affectionate, grabby, earnest drunk, all big dreams and world peace and "I just...I feel like everyone should just get along, Dean, y'know?" by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Dean goes on a tangent about Castiel's mouth. ...Dean slurs a bit and says something along the lines of "Christ, those fucking lips." by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Filming scenes like this is a real hardship. (rpf?) by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam gets climby when he's drunk, and Dean mostly follows him around in a grumpy stumble to make sure he doesn't hurt himself. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Dean decides baby bro is old enough to have a beer. He didn't know it would hit him so hard. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Dean decides to refill his flask with that awesome, and really expensive-looking, booze. He leaves the flask out, forcing ghost!Bobby to witness whatever shenanigans ensue. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam gets all handsy and affectionate when he's drunk. Dean's too drunk to remember why he's not supposed to enjoy that. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Sam gets REALLY horny when drunk. It's a problem. by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Well isn't this just the prettiest mental picture that ever was! by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill one!) by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drunk!Sam obsesses about Dean's freckles. Dean will have none of it, thank you, his freckles are not cute or pretty or precious, they are rugged and manly. (fill two!) by
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Tell me if I miss any, and have a good day!
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Date: 2012-04-02 08:58 am (UTC)"My lips feel numb, Dean."
"Yeah. I heard you the first time, Sammy."
"No, yes, okay, but like... I can't feel my lips. It's... weird." Even talking was weird. Well, duh, one needed one's lips to talk and Sam's lips felt suuuuper weird. And numb. This was probably because he was drunk? But then again, Dean was drunk too, and his lips looked... not numb. His lips looked totally awesome.
"Are your lips numb? Mine are really numb."
He'd said the word 'numb' too many times. It sounded funny.
Sam smiled happily. "Numb," he said again, just 'cause. Dean snorted.
"M'lips are fine."
"Hmmm, yes. They are fine."
Wow, so that sounded pervy. Sam frowned. "Sorry."
"The hell r'you aploginizat--wait. Why you sayin' sorry for?"
"Er..." he couldn't really remember. Oops. "I don't know."
He scooted forward in the bed so that his knees slid against Dean's, the two mattresses separated only by a small rickety table and also, Sam knew his legs were longer than the average giraffe's. Moose's. Crowley had called him a moose that one time. Then again moose had shorter legs than giraffes, right? What was the plural of moose? Moosi? Mooses? Meese?
"Sam?"
Dean's lips were closer to his now. Sam's mouth tingled a little. "Ha!" he said, delighted. "Feel less numb! I win!"
"Yeah, you tell 'em cowboy."
When Dean spoke his mouth moved. It looked sooo pretty. Sam's lips were definitely not numb anymore, but they were also kind of... hungry?
He tipped forward and landed a heavy hand on Dean's shoulder and another on his brother's thigh. "Dean!"
"Dude, s'not my fault your balance is shit."
"Well, duh." Man, Dean was lucky he had his looks. He was so dumb sometimes. Numb dumb rum. Although technically they'd drunk vodka, and beer, and a couple of shots of tequila. No rum. "I did that on purpose, Dean."
"Why?"
When Dean shifted his knee brushed the inside of Sam's thigh and a sparkly electric zing shot through Sam. Why had he done that? His hand was still on Dean's leg.
"Lips," he mumbled, brain sticky and slow and confused. And then he leaned in and touched them with his finger. "Feel that?"
Dean's eyes had gone wide and kind of glassy. "Huh?"
"Feel me, Dean?" Sam was whispering and he wasn't really sure why.