all the fic I wanted to write but didn't

Sam and Dean have trouble with the truth.

Except when Jack did the thing. Sam's fave singer is Celine Dion. Sam's pissed cos Dean did that to him. So what does he do to Dean? He's flustered. And it's cracky. He demands something stupid, like 'what do you not want me to know?'

Dean could say almost anything. I put your toothbrush in my armpit. Glue on your phone. I sometimes wear women's underwear. I had a dream once that we had sex. Sometimes I sleep with men. I was a teenage prostitute. I know Lucifer raped you in hell. Alistair raped me in hell. I had sex with the siren before you turned up. We fucked when you were soulless but for some reason you never remembered. Once I read some of that slash fan fiction. And I liked it. Not the destiel stuff though. It was weird. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be pregnant. I used a glory hole once, and when I came out, I realised there was a dude in the next stall. Best blowjob ever.