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The (possibly AU) Sibling Incest Meme

The (possibly AU) Sibling Incest Meme

Incest is, despite its taboo nature in most societies, actually a pretty popular convention in both romantic fiction and works of a more erotic bent, in everything from period or fantasy pieces to series taking place in places like modern day Japan. Still, the most common configuration in these fictions are the pairing of siblings. Perhaps this is because of the usual lack of age difference and power dynamic that exists in child/adult relative pairings, though this is not always the case. Because of this, a sexual or romantic relationship between siblings can almost seem, well, romantic in the right light. Of course, more often than not, there's a dark side under the veneer of forbidden love.

This meme is for those who would like to play out that, either the darkness or the light - or both.

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-Comment with your character and preferences. Be sure to mention any hard lines you have.
-Comment around to others. PLEASE NOTE THAT IN ORDER TO FACILITATE CROSS-CANON TAGGING, THIS MEME WILL BE CONSIDERED AN AU FAIR GAME ZONE. Feel free to comment in with characters who do not canonically have siblings or comment to people from other fandoms.
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PROMPTS

1. Feeling Strange: You've known this person your entire life, yet lately you've been feeling...different about them. These feelings aren't exactly familial, either.
2. Not as Normal Families: Whatever the specifics of the case may be, your childhood was not the norm, and thus the two of you have grown close that way.
3. Raised Apart: Scientists believe that when siblings are raised together under normal circumstances, they will not find each other sexually attractive; however, if they are reared apart, they may be highly attracted to each other when they meet as adults.
4. Only Kin by Name: Psuedo-incest between step siblings or adopted siblings is not quite as taboo, but you could still be looked down upon for harboring those desires for someone who is a member of your family by one way or another.
5. Defender: One of you is older and has always looked after the other, meaning that something has grown between you that is thicker than any blood.
6. Guilty: You feel terrible for these longings toward your own flesh and blood, and you do your best to stop them. But can you choose who you want to be with? And how disciplined are you when it's someone you care for in other ways?
7. Dysfunctional: You don't have a good relationship as siblings, yet your relationship as lovers is great.
8. There's Nothing Wrong Here: To you, incest is a casual affair and the "forbidden" aspect is lost. Sorry you were grounded, big brother. Here, since you can't go out, let me be your girlfriend for the night.
9. Like Looking in a Mirror: The two of you are closer than siblings: you're twins. You share everything, so why is your love any different?
10. Skirting the Line: Stolen glances. Lips only a breath away. You're walking a fine line here. You haven't become physical...yet.
11. Got a Secret, Better Keep It: Needless to say, an incestuous relationship is not one that can see the light of day. You'd better keep it behind closed doors.
12. Jealousy: You can't stand the idea of sharing your beloved sibling with someone else, yet it's hard to make this known without blowing your cover.
13. As One: The obligatory smut prompt, whether it be the first time or one of many the two of you steal away.
14. The Things I Do for Love: You'll do anything to protect your love affair with you sibling and make sure no one interferes. Anything.
15. And You'll Be My Queen: It may seem as though the light will never come, but you want to make promises to your most precious sibling that one day, you'll live as any normal couple.
16. Anyone Who Isn't Us is the Enemy: You're in a dangerous climate, and the only one you can depend on is your flesh and blood - bringing you closer together.
17. No Choice in the Matter: Your sibling is not a willing participant in your debauchery, but they endure your cruelty, grooming, and manipulation because you are their brother or sister.
18. No One Like You: There truly is no one who can love you like the person who is closest to being you, bone of your bone. You perfectly understand each other and your love is pure.
19. Where No One Knows Our Faces: You've decided to flee your current life and live as new people among those who don't know that you're related.
20. Out in the Light: A secret no more, the two of you have decided to bring your affair out into the open. You will face the world, no matter what it does.
21. Rejection: Someone - friends, family, etc - has found out what you two have done and are disgusted by it. Will you turn to each other for comfort?
22. The End: Being with someone so unattainable is tiring, and one day, you may grow weary of stowing everything away, locking your heart up, or feeling so shamed. This must cease. But can you go back to being just siblings?
23. Not Really Related After All: Perhaps the most cliche of tropes, though it's often used to "justify" incest. Turns out the two of you aren't really siblings! Now, you can pursue a relationship freely.
24. Part of the Same Whole: You're meant to be together, you firmly believe it.
25. Sick and Twisted: The fact that you two are siblings actually is a kink/fetish for you. You get off to all of this.
26. FREESTYLE

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[Not #3, 7, 18-20, 22 or 23.

Sorry not sorry? :/ ]

[You be up for #12? And the question would be, is Dean making Sam jealous or Sam making Dean jealous?]

[In this case? Since I'd like to follow vague notions of preseries canon, it'd most likely be Dean- he's older, and plain more likely to be jealous- plus, innocent Sammy is fun to play. (Well. Not too innocent. He's probably about 15, and Dean'd be 19ish?)

Also, 12 is cool.]

Edited 2014-05-08 21:35 (UTC)

[any chance you'd be willing to up Sam to 17? Still before he goes to college, but still fairly innocent as well? Otherwise I'm good to go on it.]

[Sounds great!]

[Dean leaned against the impala, arms crossed and looking dangerously lazy. Most of the high school girls were twittering as they glanced is way. He was fairly used to it though, which meant that he could go right on ignoring it while he watched his brother flirt with some guy that went to school with him.

He didn't get why Sam had to form attachments in towns, they'd just be moving soon anyway. Dad was almost done with the hunt, or so he'd mentioned to Dean in passing before he'd headed out again. Dean was sure that he'd only stopped by to grab one of the weapons from the impala, not to actually check on his sons. They were used to it by now though, doing as told, being ready to move at a moment's notice. It'd be easier once Sam was done with school though.

His features darkened a little when something Sam said made the guy chuckle and he shifted.] Sam! [It's a harder tone, impatient and a tinge of jealousy that wouldn't really be noticeable to many.]

[ooc: Let me know if you want anything changed.]

[Dean calling out is completely unnecessary. Sam can see the Impala, and he can also see his brother leaning against it, arms crossed, fingers twitching in that way that always means he's less-than-thrilled. He's not blind, after all- and yeah, he knows he's supposed to be ready right after school, but a few minutes to talk isn't going to hurt a damn thing. After all, they're not the ones hunting, are they? He didn't think so.

Sam waves off Dean's irritation airily, indicating the need for another minute, and grins at Devon when he leans in conspiratorily to whisper.]

I got an older brother, too. Dicks, all of 'em, am I right?

[Sam finds himself smiling, even if he doesn't agree. Dean's not a dick- okay, well. He totally is, but not all the time!! He's a great older brother! Everyone has their flaws.

But Devon is cute (tall and starting to put on a fair bit of muscle, jock that he is, all intense green eyes and dirty blond hair) and grinning and has an arm around his shoulder, now, and so Sam nods, summoning his courage and slipping a hand into the blond's sweater pocket under his arm.]

Maybe we can introduce them. Give Dean something to do other than picking on me, I mean.

[They laugh together this time, and when he looks back at the car, Dean's scowl has deepened. Okay, fine. Time to go.]

Look, [he says apologetically, withdrawing his hand from the guy's pocket and waving his phone teasingly.] I've gotta go. My brother'll kick my ass if I make him wait more. But I'll give you my number- call me sometime?

[Not staying in one place doesn't mean he can't exchange cell phone numbers with other people, right? And maybe this'll be a town they come back to- Dad had even mentioned another case, right on the other side of town.

Sam really likes this guy. Inadvisable or not, there could be something.]

[The fact that Sam has seemed to find one of the few kids at the school that looked like Dean didn't slip past him, not in the slightest. In fact, it just tightened his features a little more, giving his bitch face a little more edge as Sam's arm slips around the other man.

He doesn't like it. Not in the least. He knows he's being hypocritical, he's had plenty of flings while he was in high school himself. But this, well, this feels different. This is Sam. And it makes something under his skin itch with the need to just punch the kid.

For better or worse, Dean's not really watching Devon though. Not past the glance to see what he looked like. No, his green gaze has stayed on Sam, steeling by the second as his brother lingers and smiles like that.

Jealousy.

He knows what to call it. He's just not sure what to do with it. How to handle it.

As for the phone numbers, well, Dean's stance has always been what's the point when you're probably never going to see them again. Truth be told, the few girls he'd given numbers too in the beginning had never called either, and couldn't be bothered when he'd tried to call them. It was better to not try, not get hopes up.

His tone comes out gruffer the next time he speaks, harder.] Now, Sam.

Just a second, Dean!

[The irritated edge in his voice is gone when he turns back to Devon, and he gives the guy back his phone with another apologetic smile.]

I'll see you at school tomorrow, okay?

[Sam doesn't stick around for an answer- Dean's tapping fingers have stilled, and that's indicative of the calm before the storm. He's got no idea what Dean is so worked up over, but it doesn't matter right now.

He hefts his bag higher on his shoulder and jogs to the car, waving over his shoulder and calling a farewell to the blond behind him- then turns a dirty glare on the one in front of him.]

Dean, what's your problem? I was busy!

[Yes, he does love his brother. But Dean is such a dick sometimes!]

[Once Sam is moving he'll move around the car to the driver's side. That dirty glare from his brother is ignored as Dean jerks his chin for Sam to get into the car. He doesn't know completely, and that was part of the problem. He couldn't fully place where the anger had come from, why he'd just not liked Sam with that boy.

A darker part of him said he knew why. He just didn't want to admit it.]

I don't have all day for you to screw around after school. You spend all day with these people, get your talking done then.

[He slides into his seat and starts the car. Their dad was still keeping him out of a lot of the cases, keeping them out of a lot of the cases. And for Dean, that irritated him to no end too. There were better things they could be doing instead of living at a motel while Sam finished school.]

[His bag hits the bench seat in the front with a pointed thud, and Sam slaps his palms on the roof of the car with an even deeper scowl than before. (So he has to stand on his tiptoes, that doesn't matter!)]

Funny, you had a totally different opinion when you went out last night. Viola, you said her name was?

[Another scowl. He just doesn't stop scowling. He slumps into the seat and crosses his arms sulkily, refusing to look over at his jerk of a brother in the driver's seat.]

You already said it doesn't matter if I make friends.

[There's the faintest wince when Sam hits the top of the car, though part of him isn't sure if he's more concerned for Sam's hand or the car. He already treats her like she's his and not Dad's.]

You weren't waitin' on me when I was out with Viola. You had the whole motel room to yourself.

[The scowl doesn't affect Dean as he puts the car into gear and takes off.] Don't look at me like that.

I waited up for you all night, Dean!!

[He can't believe his brother didn't know that. He always waits up for Dean- it's tradition! Dean will come home, sometimes smelling like perfume, he'll shower off the girl on him, and then they'll watch a movie together and Dean will talk about his date.]

Whatever, [he sighs, shrugging off the admission and fixing his gaze on the reflection of his brother in the window.

Just because it's gross doesn't make it any less of a tradition. Sam likes the time he spends with his brother, even if it means he has to put up with talk of kissing and touching and hair and makeup. (Dean doesn't like makeup at all.)]

Quit bein' a dick and I will.

Edited 2014-05-14 01:53 (UTC)

[No 19 - 23]

((I kind of like the idea of #11 - thoughts? I'm open to any canon point as well))

[#11 is good by me. And I'm down for any canon point too, be it old school hunt with bunking in seedy motels or on one of the tables in the bat cave. Dealer's choice. ^_~ ]

(( And here's where I realize I misread the numbers and meant ten instead of eleven. >.< Let me know if this works!))

If Sam had to put his finger on the exact moment things changed between him and his brother, he'd have to say it was some time shortly after his soul had been restored. They started standing a little closer together, hands drifting from a casual touch into something a little warmer. Dean laying his hand at the small of his back as he bent over to read some obscure text on the computer. The careful way Sam made sure their hands brushed in the Impala.

But they never quite took that last step, even when they started sharing a bed in crap motels on a long hunt.

He supposed a hundred different things kept them from it - the job, the fear that things would irrevocably be changed, or just the fear of loss. It was stupid, but it always kept him from closing that last little bit of distance. Sure, he could shut down his computer and crawl into bed with Dean, but the temptation was too strong to kiss him awake.

So.. back at it. Work always came first.

[ooc: 10 is fine too. =) ]

Dean would say it'd been while he had been without his soul, for when things had changed. There'd been a lack of caring about personal space with his soulless brother, especially if Sam had wanted to know something or read something Dean was looking at. And truth be told, he'd gotten used to not noticing just how close they were together. The little touches though, softer, almost a reassurance that Sam was fine after he'd gotten his soul back, those started after.

But the problem was Dean never knew how to even really go that extra step. He'd always been bad at that part when it came to people he cared about, specifically because he didn't want to break anything in the current relationship.

That hadn't stopped him from relaxing more fully when they shared a bed, though, or enjoying the faint touches when they shared them. None of it went unnoticed by the older Winchester.

The jobs would never stop, never slow. It was their life. That was one thing that, if they wanted to move forward with this, would have to be worked around. Though, to be fair, sharing a bed had started it faster. It'd been a step. There's a soft groan from Dean where he lay on the bed, arm out and over the spot where Sam should have been as his hand clutched the sheets a little. Even asleep he's well aware there's someone missing next to him, though kissing him awake would definitely be one way to move things forward just a little faster.

There was always another job, another monster, another threat to end absolutely everything. They couldn't stop, not when they could do something about it. So they kept going, always just dancing right along the edge of something that could be completely amazing.

Sam looked up at the groggy sound, smiling to himself. Okay, so maybe he could at least work from the bed? Now that they'd moved this far, he was finding himself more and more reluctant to be far from Dean, to miss out on a touch, or a faint shared smile, one that he knew was reserved only for him.

It doesn't take much to slide back into bed and settle Dean's arm across his stomach while he worked. There, much better. Sam doesn't even notice when he starts gently dragging blunt nails across his brother's arm. Work and stay distracted, that way he won't be quite as tempted to just shut the computer off and sink back into bed with Dean for the rest of the day.

Working from bed is definitely an approved way to keep going but give into what he wants, what Dean wants. And Dean's arm tightens around his stomach a little when he has the solid feel of his brother under him. It also settles him a little back into a more peaceful sleep to have him close. Sam's not the only one that's more reluctant to be far from his brother, Dean doesn't like Sam far away, especially when he's too far to touch. She's also had problems sleeping without the weight and warmth of Sam close to him.

Those nails across his arm though, that earns a soft sound as his body shifts closer to Sam and his arm tightens around him. Work was over rated when they never got a day of real rest from any of this. Dean's nose brushes against the closest part of Sam that's near his face as his leg slides over one of Sam's just a little.

Sam was one of the only people in the world that had the knowledge that when completely relaxed Dean could be quite the snuggler. At least in his sleep.

They both got used to sharing a bed quickly and Sam had a hard time sleeping without the familiar feel of Dean's arm flung across him, his body pressed in close. He paused from the half-translation of an old German curse to smile fondly down at his sleeping brother as Dean cuddled in close.

So maybe they could start the day late. If the cycle kept up, they had at least another three days before the next ritual and they hardly ever took time for themselves anymore.

Decision made, Sam sent an email to Garth asking him to take a look at what he'd put together so far and snapped the computer closed. He shimmied down a little in bed, wrapping his arm around Dean and tugging him close.

It was a surprising thing for Dean to get used to. But there was an added layer of the fact that it was Sam, and he trusted Sam with his life. No hesitation. He'd also give his life to save Sam. Again, no hesitation.

Dean was a fan of starting the day late as a whole, but then that's something that's been his usual since they were little. He was always the one liking to sleep in if there wasn't anything pressing.

He curls tighter into Sam when he's settled, though one green eye peaks open at Sam and he smiles lazily at his brother as he stirs just a little. "Decided it was better here than to research?" He's teasing a little, because he likes that he can win something like this without even being conscious.

Sam tended to be the opposite - up early for a run and back to the room and shower before Dean even showed the slightest inclination towards consciousness. But now that they shared a bed? It was damned hard to resist the lure of a warm body and someone he trusted and cared about.

He huffs out a laugh, letting his fingers smooth along the curve of his shoulder. "It's nothing that can't wait a little longer. Besides, I can make you go get coffee while I catch up later."

Now that they share a bed, Sam's getting up for that run wakes Dean too. Even if it's just enough for a soft grumble as he curls back into the bed to hide from any light that might fully draw him to consciousness. And well, Dean isn't sure Sam needs to run, really, he's well toned enough to lounge in bed just a little longer.

There's a soft shiver at Sam's fingers, coupled with a low hum as Dean relaxes into the touch a little more. "Make me go get coffee. You mean ask and give me those puppy dog eyes so I can't say no."

Sam is used to at least the mild grumble when he disengages to go on a run, always leaving his brother with a gentle touch before heading out. A quiet goodbye without actually requiring him to be conscious.

He laughs softly at the grump, leaning so his lips just barely brush his forehead. "Hey, it's worked this long hasn't it?"

And now that he's this close, it's tempting, so tempting to get closer, to take that last little step. Sam has wanted this for a long time now, he'd be lying to himself if he said otherwise.

Dean can't help the grumbling, Sam's disturbing the peace that he's enjoying when he gets up and heads for that run. That and he loses the warmth of his brother that's become a comfortable weight next to him.

Leaning into that brush, he hums softly low in his throat. "So far so good for you, yeah." Plus, it gets Dean out of some of the research, which truthfully he doesn't mind either. They both know Dean tends to distract more than anything when he's not of a mood to read a book or website.

When Sam doesn't pull back, Dean's head tips up a little to look at his brother, green eyes dark as his tongue moistens his lips.

Sam will never once confess that the grumbling is almost endearing. The last thing Dean needs to know is that he's being cute while complaining. He smiles, fingers shifting to card through his sleep-mussed hair. "Damn right it has."

The breath catches in his throat when Dean looks up at him, eyes dark and the moment his tongue darts out Sam knows he's lost. No stopping, no going back and no getting up and finding any excuse to not give in. Sam wraps him just a little closer and finally, finally presses in to kiss him warmly. Nothing too demanding or heated, not yet. Simply warm, parted lips and tongue just teasing at his mouth.

Dean would argue that he's never cute, and that his brother is lying by calling him so. He's manly, strong, and leaning into the touch of his hair with a soft hum of appreciation. He likes that better than he can say. "Lucky you."

There's a soft sound of surprise at the kiss, body slipping more solidly against Sam as he kisses him back slowly. It's an ease into it, but he's definitely not pulling back from the kiss at all. Instead his lips part for Sam's exploring tongue a little.

Oh completely manly and macho. Right down to the way he sleeps wrapped around him like an octopus and always steals most of the hot water in the shower. Sam would never say otherwise. (maybe)

For a second, he's pretty sure his heart is going to claw its way right out of his chest as Dean starts to kiss him back. Dean is kissing him back. A thought that his mind will likely trip over for days. Weeks of soft touches, of laying together and they've finally taken that last terrifyingly wonderful step.

As nerves finally give way to elation, Sam smiles against his lips and lets his fingers slide back up into Dean's hair as he takes the time to just explore the shape and feel of his mouth.

[No 23.]

Edited 2014-05-08 20:53 (UTC)

[If I were to set up a Dean journal, would you be interested in playing out #10?]

[Sure, anon! :)]

[Sorry for the spam- the Dean journal is mine. Just ignore the anonymous comments!]

[Number 10 sound alright? Maybe a bar scene- something routine, innocent, that turns decidedly not.]

Edited 2014-05-14 16:13 (UTC)

[Oh, are you the anon up there by any chance? Haha, but yes, that sounds good!]

[Sweet. Got anything in mind, or d'you wanna hear the bare bones idea from over here?]

[I'm up for hearing whatever ideas you've got!]

[Alright- so I was thinking at first that they'd probably be at a bar or something, (familiar, something they're used to doing.) but it's in a particularly high-class neighborhood, so it's more like a sleek nightclub. Ooh. All sexy and rich and fancy and shit? 'Course, it could be a normal bar, too. But sleek and dark and shiny is fun, because money always instantly = sexy.

Anyways. They keep getting a little too close- probably get mistaken for a couple a few times, and Dean's collar flares just right so Sam can see the skin underneath and goddamn do those jeans hug Sam's ass and basically it's an evening of sexual frustration and then it all culminates in what probably turns out to be a dead sexy romp. (Bonus points for it being in the back of or on top of the Impala, and HELLA bonus points if you top Dean. (C'mon Sammy, put it in his butt you can do this)]

[Haha, that sounds good, yes! And on top of the Impala is always fun to write, dude. I'd be game for it if you are!]

[Done. Final question- we going for the rich bar, or regular fare?]

[Rich bar sounds good to me!]

(OOC: Having a random urge to find him a twin or younger sister for shenanigans.)

[no 20 - 23]

[ No 9, 19, 22, 23. ]

[Not 21-23. Otherwise is fine!]

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