Family resemblance

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To the left we have an early headshot of Jeffrey Dean Morgan, aka John Winchester. To the right: Jensen Ackles aka Dean Winchester.

Oh casting, how I love you. How freaky! Freaky AWESOME!

Thanks to moonilicious and stone_princess for the pics (er, I think... the internet, yaknow. series of tubes).

More SEPARATED AT BIRTH!


I KNOW, HUH?

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I think you're right, he totally did. And then 9 months later a heavily pregnant James Dean turned up on JDM's doorstep in time to give birth to Jensen Ackles before speeding away in his little car, leaving Jenny with his Daddy.

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And James Dean was so traumatised by parting with Jenny that he OMG CRASHED HIS CAR WTFBBQ!

Jensen Ackles killed James Dean!

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James Dean didn't crash his car, Derry. A truck crashed *into* his car.

Luckily John Winchester was there to fashion his infant son a leather jacket from the skin of James Dean's attractive young corpse. So that James Dean's always with him, yaknow. or something.

er, look over there! a cocksucking mouth!

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Mmm, cocksucking mouth...

(You just made me go, 'Ew!' Congratulations!)

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Oh come on, there's no room for disgust of the abject in the Winchester family! John totally made them wear monster pelts in the winter when he couldn't afford coats. They were living in a cave in the hills that time anyway, it's not like anyone could *see* them and thus make Sam even more mortified. (Dean liked lounging around in his wearing nothing else, armed with nothing but a martini glass. Sam agreed that it would be a good way to make that Wendigo laugh itself to death.)

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There's a difference between monster pelts and James Dean pelt. Just sayin'.

But thank you for the mental image of Dean lounging around in a shaggy fur, wielding a martini glass with extreme sexiness.

Sam may have thought it was funny but John thought it was so hot that he had to run off on a three-month hunting trip, leaving Dean to whore himself for martini.

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Maybe there's a difference. Sometimes it just depends how conservative you are.

I'm not sure Dean would have had to *whore* himself to make martini. He's pretty resourceful. In fact, he's so resourceful that he fermented his own martini using stalactite drippings and had a glass all ready and waiting for John when he got home.

Sam, meanwhile, entertained himself by decorating their hutch nest den in the style of primitive rock painting, which archaeologists would later study and marvel on the representation of the resourcefulness of the short, fur-clad man who was being hit with a stick by the tall man with neanderthal hair.

um.

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I never thought I'd have a conversation where I was the more conservative person. I evidently need to work harder on debauching myself and destroying my morals.

And Dean was whoring himself to get martini for Sam. Because stalactite drippings aren't good enough for Sam. Not without high-quality vermouth to waft over them.

Besides, he needed to get Sam shampoo, conditioner, hot oil treatment, leave-in intensive conditioner and a wide selection of combs and hairbrushes.

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I was thinking more that the conservative people would be more likely to consider James-Dean-skin monster pelt.

And you're right, of course. Except you didn't mention that part where the steaming, creamy scent of Sam's milk bath attracted a bear and Dean had to fight it off with nothing but a martini glass. Then Dean totally got told-on when John got home, and John dutifully told Dean off for breaking their only martini glass, dammit.

That's how Dean knows it's really John, and not a demon possessing John.

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And Sam was upset because Dean let a single bear hair fall into Sam's bath of virgin ass's milk. That was what made him storm off to college.

John had to whip Dean to punish him for breaking the martini glass.

And then spank him.

And then! The oral sex!

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Ah, it's all making sense now.

I shall go now and let my unconscious run rampant and get back to you tomorrow morning with the next chapter, perhaps.

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You mean there is anything beyond John whipping Dean? Marring that smooth, creamy flesh. Leaving reddened handprints on Dean's taut, tight arse, while Dean squirms and wriggles in delight.

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On a bed of fur, with stalactites dripping suggestively from the ceiling?

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While Sam has a tantrum in the corner because THIS IS NOT WHAT HAPPENS IN A NORMAL LIFE AND HE'S GOING TO COLLEGE NOW RIGHT NOW!