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A reminder:

Wincest is LOVE.

LOVE. 

Not perversion.

Not child molestation.

There’s not a damn thing wrong with Wincest. Not a shred of ickyness. Not an iota of anything that could make a sane, emotionally healthy person physically ill.

It’s two soulmates, whose love is so intense it renders certain (rather fangless) social taboos inapplicable. So powerful they literally go to hell for each other. Love, see? Sam didn’t leap into the pit because he wanted Dean’s throbbing cock. Dean didn’t sell his soul to bring Sam back because he got off on making his little brother take it up the ass.

It’s about the LOVE. The sex stems from that love, and as such, it’s sacred, you poo-flinging hate monkeys.

It’s not kink. It’s not sexual deviance. It’s love. 

And if you can’t see that, see that blinding, all-encompassing, heart-breakingly beautiful love, first off, I feel legitimately sorry for you.

And two, maybe you’re reading the wrong Wincest. Mine, for example, sure, it’s pretty damn smutty, but you’ll practically drown in all the love, shot through everything, CAUSING everything. 

And I’m sick to death of people bringing their misguided assumptions into our ship and our tag. 

Wincest is love. Wincest is love. Wincest is love.

Spew hate in my tag one more time and I’ll tattoo that on your forehead.