#nat&sam

[psychopompp13]

girls (gender neutral) will feel one millimeter of anxiety and put on season one of supernatural

[seraphrelic]

⟡ 𓂃 ࣪˖ WHAT HE COULDN’T SAVE — Anakin Skywalker x reader.

SUMMARY: He didn’t mean to knock on your door that night. But something about you always made the guilt feel a little easier to carry.

A/N: this is super late but omg,, being able to see rots on the big screen in theatres was life changing, even though i cried at the end </3 reblogs appreciated!

WARNINGS: hurt/comfort, angst with fluff, unspoken feelings, implied slowburn, female!reader, vulnerable ani

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“Ani, is it you?” Her soft voice spoke, quite weak from the tired state of her body, gazing into her reunited son’s eyes.

“I’m here, Mom,” Anakin remarked, holding his mother’s limp form wrapped in his arms, feeling nothing but helpless eyeing what she had to endure during his absence.

Schmi reached out with difficulty to touch his face, a subtle tug at her lips making itself evident. Even in her weakest moment, she was still as happy to see her baby. “You look so handsome,”

Weakly tracing over Anakin’s features, Anakin, still in his padawan attire, could only swallow the lump in his throat, a whirlwind of emotions stirring inside him as he observed his mother’s haggard face.

The moment Anakin sensed something was wrong - it was already too late, his mother’s words became slurred, her vision foggy as he could only clutch her against his chest, his hands shaky.

“Stay with me, mom!” He pleaded, with no avail. She was only able to trace over his features with her fingers before her hand finally dropped as Anakin was forced to watch his own mother die within his arms.

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Anakin shot up almost immediately, his chest heaving heavily, his unruly, damp curls adhered to his forehead, the sweat glistening in the dim light.

It wasn’t the first time he’s had a nightmare, especially about his late mother’s passing, but nonetheless, it caused him unimaginable pain, one he wouldn’t be able to describe without feeling guilty.

Sitting by the edge of his bed, he could only attempt to catch his breathe and be forced into listening to the busy nightlife of Coruscant.

Perhaps it was just his foggy mind, but a voice - rather, an impulse, was telling him, no, forcing him to get up and head towards a specific direction.

With no further hesitation, Anakin stood up from his bed, followed by a few steps towards his closet, slipping on a loose, flowing tunic that hung open, revealing the expanse of his chest.

Shortly, he was heading towards a trajectory location, one he was far too familiar with already. It was a subconscious choice.

But the moment he regained his consciousness back, he couldn’t help but stand still for a few moments, his gaze not averting from your door.

Force, what was he doing? He could’ve just, forgot about his nightly terrors and went back to sleep, just as any other person would.

Yet, he still somehow managed to muster up the courage to leave a few gentle knocks against the door, the soft sound echoing in the quiet of the night. His heart raced, every nerve in his body screaming for him to retreat, to leave this behind, but his hand stayed on the door, waiting for a response that he wasn’t sure he even deserved.

You weren’t necessarily asleep, just simply staring into the darkness of the ceiling of your room, not being able to let sleep overtake you.

So, it was definitely quite the surprise to hear subtle knocking against your door, especially at this hour, but somehow, you had a feeling you already knew whose presence was there.

Whilst still being in your nightgown, you got up rather quickly and took a few, quiet steps, preparing for what was about to be revealed. And just as you suspected.

There he was, standing within your doorframe, a vulnerable look plastered all across his pretty face. His curls were stuck against his forehead, the only thing keeping him warm was a barely-there tunic, the material softly draping over his form, leaving his chest exposed.

“Anakin?” Your tone was gentle as your eyes scanned his expression for any answers about his rather unexpected nocturnal visit, leaning against the doorframe.

“I couldn’t sleep,” He muttered, breaking eye contact with you for just a mere second. It was quite obvious something was bothering him, but you figured you wouldn’t press on it.

Instead, you took a step back and made some space for him to step into, to which he happily obliged. With a simple click, you shut the door behind yourself.

“I’m sorry if I awoke you, I just-“ Anakin suddenly bit his tongue, unsure if he could share what exactly caused him to be restless. His eyes flickered to the ground, as if the weight of his thoughts were too heavy to voice. He could feel the uncertainty in the air, and for a moment, he wondered if he should’ve just stayed in his room.

But there was something about the quiet comfort of your presence that made him forget his fears, if only for a fleeting moment.

"Anakin, you don't have to explain," you said gently, stepping closer to him, your voice soft yet reassuring. "I’m here. Whatever it is, you don’t have to face it alone."

Anakin appreciated your kind, understanding response. Whatever kind of issue he could be facing, you’d always be there for him. It even made him question if there was just a Jedi relation between the both of you.

With a sigh, there was no point in hiding it anymore, not that he needed to when he was with you, anyway.

“It was my mother-her death,” His gaze faced the ground for a moment, explaining more than enough, the concerned look in his face giving him away completely.

Of course, it was no mystery what has happened to Shmi Skywalker. Everyone knew, and Anakin had always carried that burden. But hearing him admit it out loud, his voice laced with that raw vulnerability, struck you harder than you expected.

It wasn’t just the loss that haunted him; it was the helplessness, the feeling that he couldn’t save her.

You stepped closer, your hand hovering near his, unsure whether to offer comfort or space. His eyes met yours again, and for a fleeting second, you saw the storm within him, the guilt and the grief that never truly left.

“Ani, you really shouldn’t blame yourself for what happened, it wasn’t your fault,” Looking intently into his eyes, a storm of emotion, flickered with conflict. You hated seeing him in such a state, so vulnerable and full of guilt.

Without thinking too much of it, you suddenly pulled him into a warm embrace, trying to offer comfort to the Jedi. Even if it wouldn’t change anything, you’d hope it could maybe make him feel better, at least.

And oh, it did. He hugged you twice as much, holding onto you as if he’d were to lose you next, something he couldn’t ever allow happening. His face was hidden in the crook of your neck, allowing the scent of your skin - calm, familiar, grounding, to soothe the ache that throbbed in his chest.

You felt the faint tremble in his arms, the way he clung to you like a lifeline. Not a word more needed to be said. In that quiet moment, wrapped in the silence of the Temple halls, you were his anchor. And maybe, just maybe, he could finally sleep without dreaming.

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[eddiegayass]

SUPERNATURAL 1x01 'PILOT' + FACELESS

[ultravi0lence14]

LIKE YOU MEAN IT

SAM WINCHESTER X READER

WARNINGS: down bad sammy, pet names, unprotected p in v, creampie, overstimulation, hair pulling

WORD COUNT: 595

“fuck, baby”. . . thrust. . . “you’re so”. . . thrust. . . “fucking”. . . thrust. . . “tight”

sam’s groans and deep thrusts were annunciated with the bang of the headboard against the wall. your mouth was wide open, soundless moans and mewls stuck in the back of your throat as sam fucked you dumb. you’d been at it for what felt like hours, your third orgasm cresting over the horizon of pleasure as sam pounded into your sopping cunt.

he had ate you out like a man starved, lapping up the juices that poured out of you like it was his final duty. sam had even let you ride him, tits bouncing in his face as your nails scratched down his chest. you could remember his breathy moans, the way his voice sounded when he groaned out, “that’s it, baby, fuck yourself on my cock. you squeeze me so fuckin’ good, gonna fill you up until you’re choking on my come.”

that was two blissful orgasms ago, and now he had sprawled on your back, legs high in the air, your thighs pressed into your chest as he fucked you into the mattress. sam’s thrusts were punishing, his strong arms caging your body as one hand held the headboard and the other took fistfuls of your hair. one hard thrust had your vocal cords ripping back to life, loud moans crashing past your lips as sam repeatedly hit that spot inside of you that left a lethargic feeling in your chest.

“ahh, fuck sam,” you mewled, words broken off with high pitched moans as you gripped tightly onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. “oh god, right there. fuck, right there sam, you feel so fucking good.”

sam just smirked, pulling out all the way until only his tip was left inside of your tight cunt. you went to whine, ready to beg sam to keep moving, yet your words were cut off with a loud moan as he rammed his cock back inside of you, repeating that same motion over and over again.

each brutal thrust of sam’s dick punched the air out of your lungs, and when he felt your gummy walls clamp around him, he couldn’t help but smirk to himself. “you gonna come, angel face?” he asked with a smile, hand gripping your hair tighter to tilt your chin up. “gonna drench my dick? let me pump you full of my seed? c’mon, lovie, let me feel you.”

his filthy words had you coming with a scream, and sam wasn’t far behind, his come drenching your insides, dripping out around his dick and making a creamy ring around the area where you two were connected. the bliss you felt post orgasm was blinding, though nothing could’ve prepared you for the feeling of sam quickly pulling out of you before flipping your body around, hand going back into your hair and pulling you back until you were on your knees, back against his chest.

when he thrusted into you from behind, you couldn’t help the loud moan that left your lips. sam’s pace was bruising, not allowing you to get used to the feeling of him back inside of you before he was ramming his dick into the spongy spot inside of you.

“you got one more?” he asked with a coo, licking up your sweat soaked neck before nibbling by your collarbone. “what am i saying, of course my girls got one more in her.” sam didn’t stop until you were both throughly fucked, many orgasms and hours later until he finally pulled out of you for good.

TAGS: @starzify @titsout4jackles @daylighted @deansbeer @sunsbaby @haunteres @figthoughts @bluemerakis @h8aaz @dulcescorderitas @honeyryewhiskey

[ace-bucket]

Happy 107th Birthday Bucky Barnes 🎉

[samwilson-akgae]

also what was bucky and nat's beef with redwing?

sure its been a while since i rewatched some mcu films but like what really is their beef with the cute little bird robot that sam loves :'(

things redwing did to make bucky and nat dislike it:

being sam's fave

thats it.

[sohngy]

FUCKING INJECTTT ITTTT inject it!!!!!!!

[tamagaytchicollector]

thinking about Bucky being on dating apps again (canon, TFATWS) and sad over it

because on one hand, this man was a ladies man, an absolute flirt. him in the 40s was, say it with me now, a:

and a romantic too, i mean spending three dollars (IN THE GREAT DEPRESSION) just to win a stuffed animal for a girl he liked? an absolute cutie

but finding someone he can connect with, who he has anything in common with him and that could understand him, that’s nearly impossible. and he must have known that, so that would mean he probably was on the app just to find hooks ups. right?

(which by itself is mildly funny bc can you imagine him, used to a time where people courted each other, getting a booty call??)

but anyway, then there’s also the fact this man has insane intimacy issues from being used by hydra in ALL ways. so sex without an emotional connection is hard for him, but he can’t find anyone to have that connection with which means he’s at a dead end

and he’s a smart man, he knows all this. he knew he couldn’t find a partner or a booty call through fucking tinder. WHICH MEANS, poor bucky was so so lonely, even tho he knew it would lead nowhere, he got the app just for the sake of entertaining the idea he could possibly find someone, just to feel a little more normal, less alone.

[plantswithme]

11 years ago today, Sam Wilson was introduced into the MCU in ‘Captain America: The Winter Soldier’ ♥️

[youronebraincell]

[stuckydrewx]

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Cap Quartet ( & Clint) as texts <3

part 1 part 2

[seraphrelic]

⟡ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ONLY IN THE SHADOWS — Anakin Skywalker x reader.

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SUMMARY: Two Jedi navigate the difficult the impossible line between loyalty and longing.

A/N: i was YEARNING for anakin angst for so long i took matters into my own hands </3 a little rushed n rough around the edges but let’s ignore that🤞

WARNINGS: heartbreak, forbidden love, public humiliation

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Whatever you were doing, it was dangerous, unthinkable, even. Something the Jedi code would’ve never allowed, not in a million years.

And yet, here you were with the infamous Skywalker, a last name recognisable within the entire galaxy, right in your bed. Your head was gently placed on his torso, hearing his heartbeat and the occasional rise of his chest.

The silence between you was peaceful, nothing was meant to be said, just the both of you here, in this moment, was enough.

A constant loop. The two of you, sneaking around, hiding, knowing this shouldn’t take place. You’d promise each other no more, yet those empty vows would be broken, over and over.

“Anakin?” Your voice hummed against his chest, causing his gaze to shift from the dimly lit corner of your room, back to the crown of your head, resting just beneath his chin.

He didn’t say anything, just hummed in response, awaiting to hear whatever was on your mind, what you had to say.

“Do you think-“ Trailing off, you tried to find the right words to form your thoughts, to make them sound meaningful.

“Do you think if we weren’t Jedi, we’d be able to live like this freely? No Jedi code, nothing to hold us back?”

Those words rung in his ears louder than any command the Council had ever given him, louder than duty, louder than reason.

He wanted to give you an honest answer, but he couldn’t. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. It was the kind of question that didn’t have a correct way to answer it.

As the stillness settled, you took Anakin’s silence as an answer to your quiet wondering.

Eventually, you allowed sleep to overtake you, muffling any thoughts still lingering in your mind about the Jedi, anything even merely connected to him.

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The mornings always ended up cold, subconsciously reaching for the warmth you fell asleep with, only to be met with disappointment.

Same routine every time. The both of you would fall asleep, tangled in each other, to then open your eyes to an empty space, just a faint scent indicating his presence the night before.

It drilled a hole within you each time, even though you understood, you had to. Jedi weren’t meant to be this close, this deep in feelings, and yet you couldn’t brush it away.

With a sigh, you slipped your Jedi robes on, the hilt of your lightsaber sliding into the side of the uniform with a gentle click.

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“Y/n!” A familiar voice called out, followed by Ahsoka who ran up to you in the hall, a smile painted across her face. „Where’ve you been?”

Your brows furrowed in confusion, a little worried now. „Did something happen?”

„Well, there’s gonna be a mission soon. You’ll join me and my master,”

Joining Ahsoka with Anakin. Seemed like an interesting turn of events, not like you had any plans for today anyway.

A part of you felt a little nervous. You hadn’t seen him at all, then again, it was only the morning — he usually was busy at this time.

Boarding the ship was a fast process, per usual. Exceptionally quiet, maybe because everyone was still a little droopy, you hoped.

Anakin sat in the pilot seat, right next to you. His gaze was locked on avoiding any obstacles, but he could’ve said something, you thought.

Ahsoka was in the middle of you, cleaning up the hilt of her lightsaber. Perhaps the silence also bothered her as much as it bothered you.

„Is something the matter, Skywalker?” Upon hearing those words, his gaze instinctively drifted to your features. „No, why?” He answered, trying to dismiss any concerns you might’ve had.

He sounded calm, nothing that could’ve indicated anything otherwise, but it didn’t sound believable, not really.

It was always like this. Beneath the moonlight, his eyes had this certain look in them, as if you were the only person in the entire galaxy. Like only you mattered.

In the daytime, things were different, as expected. Playing the role of two Jedi, completing their duties with no strings attached. A cycle you had to endure.

And yet, sometimes you hoped it could’ve been different. It was a false hope, you were well aware, but nothing could’ve dulled the ache. The want in not needing to hide your feelings with the Jedi anymore.

Ahsoka glanced at the both of you, even though it was obvious she was pretending to not pay attention to the short conversation. Not that she suspected anything, though.

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The mission went well. That’s what you would’ve said if not for the fact that you were attacked by bounty hunters, not like they stood a chance.

„Snips, stay put!” Anakin exclaimed, not even waiting for Ahsoka’s answer, currently in a battle with one of the enemies, occasionally glancing back at you.

Your lightsaber worked overtime, blocking every hit that went your way, the Jedi title in front of your name didn’t stand there for no reason. It was an indication of your training, growing strength over the years.

„Y/n, behind you!” Ahsoka raised her voice, only now noticing the bounty hunter creeping up, but it was too late.

All the others were fought off, but this specific one ended up slicing your shoulder, just a bit.

Anakin’s lightsaber seeped right through him shortly after, but missed catching your body to dull the pain appearing shortly.

Your teeth gritted against each other, brows scrunched together, wincing when your fingers brushed against the clothed wound.

„Kriff, just hold on!” Ahsoka hurriedly put her lightsaber away, the only thing you managed to remember before your vision started to blur and softly blacken.

Warmth. The sound of crackling fire humming in your ears, your eyesight becoming more vivid with each blink.

„She’s reckless.”

„Cut her some slack, she was just caught offguard,”

It was clear they were having a conversation, but a part of you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe it was about you? Sure, you could’ve stopped the bounty hunter in time, but a tragedy didn’t happen.

Your eyes closed shut as the pain in your upper shoulder appeared once more, your arms shaking just a bit as you sat up straight.

Eyes locking almost immediately with Anakin felt uncertain, like you weren’t even aware of what to expect from him.

Ahsoka shot you a warm, sympathetic smile. Clearly she was the one that bandaged you up. Anakin didn’t, his expression was the opposite, now that you were able to compare it to his Padawan.

„I’ll uhm—I’ll leave you to it,” Sensing the uneasy silence, the ship suddenly became very interesting, like it needed something to be checked, fixed, leaving the two of you alone.

„What was that?” His expression was unreadable, yet his words were laced with irritation, you could tell. „I’m sorry?”

„You really couldn’t fight him off? He could’ve brought an end to your life, and you don’t care?”

Your eyebrows scrunched together, trying to figure out where this was coming from. It’s not like the mission failed, so why was he overreacting?

„I was just surprised, is all.” You shot back, your tone becoming a little snarky now. Just the night before, he held you close to his chest, now this?

„You’re too reckless,” He replied, his voice sounding more annoyed.

With a forced laugh, you raised your eyebrows. „Oh, and you’re not? How many ships have you crashed from your thinking?”

„If you even think, that is. Sometimes it seems like you don’t.”

That was the last straw for Anakin. He shot you a glare you couldn’t quite decipher, watching his hand pinch the bridge of his nose.

The atmosphere was tense. It was evident he was upset, but was he really this riled up over a minor accident, or was it something else?

„Look, I don’t know what happened, but you can talk to me,” This time, your voice was a lot softer, wanting to figure out what exactly was bothering him.

„Just forget it, maybe Snips needs some help.” His words were harsh, cutting deeper than any wound could. He got up, the sound of his footsteps shortly disappearing.


That night, it was difficult to fall asleep. Your mind kept returning back to the conversation between you and the Jedi, trying to get a sense of understanding.

You knew he wasn’t asleep, even though he was a bit further than you. Tossing and turning was a clear sign of it.

Biting your lip, you tried to suppress any words that could’ve come out, but to no use.

„Ani?”

It came out muffled, almost like a whisper, careful enough to not wake up Ahsoka, but loud enough for Anakin, who was wide awake, to hear.

„Hm?” That sound startled you just slightly, but it was nice to hear him not pissed off by Maker knows what.

For a moment, you hesitated. What could you even say, come join me?

„My shoulder still hurts, could you check?”

That was the dumbest excuse you’ve ever said. It was obviously a way to get him next to you, to warm up the empty sleeping bag.

After a moment of silence, he finally turned around, locking eyes with yours. For a moment, you hoped that he was about to do what you asked for.

„Y’know we can’t, right? Not how things work,” Somehow, that was painful to hear. Almost like a rejection, even though he had a point.

„Right, yeah,” Your gaze drifted off of him to the ground. „Sorry, for asking—I mean,”

Normally, he would’ve offered you some other form of comfort. Like a smile, maybe whisper some sweet-nothings in your ear to help you sleep better.

„Get some sleep, hm?” His words were neutral, no emotions lingering. No smile attached, just the brief gaze at you before turning around, his back facing you now.

It stung. It really did. You weren’t sure what was going on, but there was definitely something lingering between the both of you.

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Over the course of the next few days, it continued. Short glances, no more time spent together, nothing. Your shoulder wasn’t as sore anymore, but even that could take your mind off of Anakin.

It was selfish, you thought. He had his own duties, whether it was his own work or something to do with the clones, he couldn’t offer you all of his time.

But surely, a little wouldn’t hurt?

After your training with the younglings, you spotted a familiar, dark robe in the hallway, curls you would’ve recognised anywhere. Nobody was around, this was your chance.

„Anakin? Do you have a moment?” You watched him stiffen up, as if startled, but he wouldn’t show it too much. His back wasn’t facing you anymore, which was some sort of progress.

He didn’t speak, just simply waited for you to continue.

„I just, I wanted to ask if anything’s wrong, maybe we need to talk—„

„There’s nothing to talk about.”

What? Nothing to talk about when he’s been acting weird, treating you completely differently?

„No, I think there is. A lot, actually.” As he was about to turn away, your hand gripped his arm, careful to not let go.

Anakin was most likely about to say something, when suddenly Obi-Wan crossed the corner.

“Anakin, may I speak to you?” His voice was calm, almost as if he didn’t suspect a thing about what you two were talking about.

“Yes, Obi-Wan.” He replied, his voice monotone. He simply shared a quick glance with you, your grip subconsciously loosening.

Obi-wan’s gaze lingered on you, his expression a little puzzled. “Hope I didn’t interrupt anything?”

“Oh, not at all. He’s all yours,” The smile you gave him was forced. Of course, you weren’t upset with Kenobi, not at all, but he really could’ve chosen a different time.

They both paced the hallways in silence, before Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “You two are close,”

Anakin’s jaw tightened almost immediately, but his expression remained calm. “No, not really, She’s a good Jedi, is all.”

Obi-Wan nodded, pausing slightly. He gathered his thoughts for a moment before speaking up.

“Do take care, Anakin. The line between closeness and attachment can be, imperceptible.”

Anakin’s eyes were unreadable, his gaze shifting from the floor to his former master. “I haven’t crossed it.”

Obi-Wan knew well. He was able to tell what his past apprentice was going through. By no means was Anakin a person easy to read.

From that point on, Anakin actively avoided you, at first it was pretty subtle. His presence was missed in rooms he’d usually be in, not a bit deal, you thought.

Anytime you stepped into a room, he’d always have an excuse up his sleeve to leave, which raised your suspicions.

The final blow was him walking past you, ignoring anything you did to grab his attention. That was a new low, especially from him.

Of course, deeper relationships with the Jedi were prohibited, both of you knew, but did you truly deserve to be treated like this?

Absolutely not. So you followed him, right down to the war room hallway, filled with Jedi and clones.

“Anakin—please!” In a flash of helplessness, you call out to him, causing heads to turn from all around, just not his. Not yet.

Your voice was low, trembling.

“You can’t keep doing this, I don’t even know what we are anymore—If we’re anything, if we ever were—“

Your words were cut off with Anakin turning around, a blank expression on his face. He didn’t even let you finish.

“General L/N,” He trails off, loud enough for the other Jedi to hear. “These kinds of..forbidden feelings are unacceptable within the Jedi code.”

The room was silent. Dead quiet. It’s like time was completely stopped.

Your breath stopped, lips slightly parted, eyebrows scrunched and eyes already filled with tears. You didn’t expect such humiliation.

“Is that really what it was to you?” Your voice shaky, trembling, but he didn’t react. Not one bit. He just turned around and walked away. Stiff, unreadable.

Leaving you in absolute pieces under a thousand, watchful eyes.

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[pzyii]

Big fan of catws, big fan of Natasha romanoff

[ultravi0lence14]

CONFETTI ON THE FLOOR

DEAN WINCHESTER X BIMBO!READER

WARNINGS: none cause it’s my baby’s bday. just a bunch of fluff and some suggestiveness😏

SUMMARY: it’s dean’s birthday, and the only thing he wants to do is spend time with his girl.

WC: 978

“dean, dean! wake up!” the sweet sound of an angel’s song and the jostling of his mattress woke dean up from his deep slumber. a groan rippled from his lips as he felt a weight drop onto his body, straddling his lap and lightly shaking his shoulders. “c‘mon sleepyhead, i’ve got a surprise for the birthday boy!”

he knew that the voice enthusiastically waking him up was his sweet girl, but he also couldn’t help but be surprised at what you were saying — well, more like squealing — to him.

was it january 24th already? he knew that he commonly lost track of time and dates while being on hunts, but he was positive that he should’ve remembered his birthday coming up.

slowly opening his eyes, dean was greeted by the soft features of your face. big, round eyes were the first thing he saw, followed by the natural pout of your soft pink lips. the soft strands of your hair fell around you and dean like a privacy curtain, and the now 35 year old man couldn’t help but brush it out of your face and behind your ear.

your smile was infectious, and dean found himself grinning alongside you. “a surprise?” his voice had that same lilt of cockiness it always did, but you knew that was just how dean was. and around you? he was the most caring person you’ve ever met. “does it happen to be the pretty thing on top of me by any chance?”

a shy smile graced your face, your hand lifting to hit dean on the chest as your head went down to hide in the crook of his neck. “don’t be so dirty dean,” his stubble scratched at your cheeks, yet you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. he looked way too hot when he forgot to shave. “i spent a lot of time on this. so let’s go, the food in the kitchen is not going to eat itself.”

releasing a joking huff, dean leaned up to plant a delicate kiss on your cheek, gripping your hips so he could softly place you beside him. “if i find a pie on the kitchen table, i’m gonna show you the only thing i want for my birthday, sweet thing.”

you just blushed harder, climbing off of the bed and following dean out of his room. you clutched onto his arm, resting your head on his shoulder as you both walked towards the kitchen. he loved you like this; excited, and so full of love that is was practically bursting from your pores.

when dean entered the kitchen, he never felt his heart feel more full. it was like it was beating out of his chest, exploding all his love towards his girl.

it was nothing crazy, and that’s what dean loved about it. you knew him, and you knew he wasn’t an over the top kind of guy. a simple sign that you had made from paper and string read ‘happy birthday��� in pink marker — your favourite colour, but he didn’t mind.

balloon’s were littered on the floor, alongside a plethora of confetti that dean couldn’t help but smile at. sitting on the table, was two birthday hats and an apple pie with a candle sticking out the top.

a soft smile graced dean’s features, head turning downwards. his eyes pierced yours, slowly detaching your arm from his body so he could wrap his arms around you and pull your body into his chest. “you did this all for me, baby?”

your eyes held a nervous lilt before, staring up at your lover wide eyed as you watched him take in your work. but as he praised you, one hand running down your arm to your low back and the other tangling in your hair, you couldn’t help but let a shy smile break through.

slightly nodding your head, you wrapped your arms around his waist, clutching onto his body in a tight embrace. “yeah, i did.” you cradled your cheek into his chest, listening to his heart beat faster and faster.

the softness of your voice had dean chuckling, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on the crown of your head. “you’re one of a kind, sweet girl. i don’t think i could possibly love you anymore.” his grin was blinding, and your chest tightened as you remembered the other surprise you had up your sleeve.

“actually,” you smiled softly, pulling away from dean so you could grab the gift you hid underneath the kitchen table. “i’ve got a little something special that i thought you’d like.”

dean’s eyes widened as you pulled the wrapped square present from it’s spot, handing it over to dean with a bounce in your heals. “i saw this online, and i couldn’t help myself.” with expectant hands, dean tore up the present like an excited child, eyes lighting up with excitement and mouth slightly dropping when he saw an original AC/DC vinyl, signed by all the band members.

“oh my god,” he breathed out, hands tightly gripping the album like it would grow legs and run away. “baby, how did you even find this?”

a shy blush rose to your cheeks, your chin dipping down to your shoulder as you raised them in a shrug. “found it on ebay. i happen to be a pro at those auctions.”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence before dean’s lips crashed onto yours. a gasp tore from your lips into his mouth, hands clutching at your waist as yours went around his neck. pulling him in closer, you could feel the ridges of his abs and the record pressed up against your back, still in dean’s clutches.

“i love you.” he murmured into your mouth, the feeling of his tongue exploring yours afterwards being all consuming. “this might be my best birthday yet.”

TAGS: @starzify @floralscented @deansbeer @titsout4jackles @bluemerakis @foolinthera1n @figthoughts @haunteres @gibson-g1rl @vaiieydoii @deanangel @honeyryewhiskey @misatxox @a-lil-pr1ncess

NAT BABBLES: szn 9 stubble dean nation rise up‼️also as much as i would’ve loved to write smut for this, i just thought i’d be a little silly and cut it off before anything crazy could happen🤭

[an--inconvenience]

I am not a 'fan of the mcu', I'm a fan of the version of the mcu that I carefully crafted in my brain while lying awake at night wondering what the mcu would've been like if the writers gave a shit. Common misconception

[i-hate-this-1]

Fanfic recommendations for Sam Wilson lovers! 🫶🏾 (Some of my favorites)

(May need an account for a few of these) Purely Bam/Sambucky-

Pretty bird by definitelynotahunter

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/series/2326061#comments

(They are very in love in this! It’s absolutely amazing. Please read!)

Somewhere In The Ruins by glittercake

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/34387576/chapters/85574035

You'll Never Be My Maybe by Writer_Lethogica

Ao3 Link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/44864926/chapters/112883875

(P.S literally any sambucky fic from Writer_Lethogica is fire so read anything from them)

Home town gossip by Barely_Vibing

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/63862453

Say Something (I'm Giving Up On You) by HappyJuicyfruit

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/34993903

tulips by nbbucky (Trans Sam)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/28578393

the boy who cried ghost by Yukla

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/42636468

 wherever you are, that’s where i’ll be by plantswithme

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/39181014/chapters/98029701

Forever Yours Verse by Tallglass (omegaverse)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/series/2553175

AL's Alternate Universes by OhHelloFandoms123

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/series/2428453

Barking up the wrong tree by dharmainitiative (maybe buckyer centered)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/33823345

Marvel CU by Sebfruit

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/series/4159099

(writer is @bastianfruit)

A Touch of Pain by TowardTheStars

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/30513207/chapters/75251082

CLOSER CLOSER FARTHER CLOSER By Writer_Lethogica

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/49648642

The Winter Aconites by Nameless_Hanna

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/34000006/chapters/84563362

Bucky Barnes Kills A Bunch Of Trees by Sonayesul

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/58896193

And way down we go by cm (mumblemutter)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/38747655/chapters/96883716

(mostly NSFW and explicit. Also toxic Sambucky. Please read tags)

I Love Him (He Loves Me) by BowieBond

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/30806741/chapters/76047356

(Is essentially a Sambucky fic, ends up with them together but has samsteve and sticky)

What you leave behind by cm (mumblemutter)

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/65348374

AJ Wilson and the Case of the Disappearing Beard and the Stranger on the Couch by ElisabethMonroe

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/64208599

Purely Samsteve-

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by Tallglass

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/36462325/chapters/90919957

Thankless Jobs by Baamon5evr

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/4288044

Liminal by NachoDiablo and  StillTurningOut

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/33626938/chapters/83563135

mr. & mr. captain america by CapnWinghead

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/55355554

A Warning Voice in the Night That Repeats and Repeats by incogneato (definitely read tags for this)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/14377302/chapters/33194946

In A Bind by NachoDiablo

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/31657796

Post-endgame samsteve fics by orphan_account

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/series/1574593

Night shift by Baamon5evr

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/6824041

The press tour by CapnWinghead

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/41211084/chapters/103314966

The Closest Shave by ElisabethMonroe

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/50396659

Five Years of Solitude by Lunar_Pull

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/50855911/chapters/128476756

(really good one! Definitely recommend 🔥)

Purely Sam/Tony-

(A very underrated rare pair)

By Fate by Chika_Lohaine

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/36813571

Keep You Near by AkikoFumi

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/7302394

5x Sam is Amazing and the 1x Tony Understands by wolfelements

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/40433475/chapters/101290509

Bright as a starling by deathsweetqueen

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/29284824

Fly Along With Me by ElloPoppet

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/23540533

The only bad you’ve ever done is see the good in me by soliloquent (may have some stony and samsteve but it’s really minor)

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/56133805

Mostly SamBucky but has some Rumlow mixed it-

Before you click and read these ones. Warning these ones are not faint of heart and are dark. Please take precautions and read the tags!!!

Summer of Discontent by cm (mumblemutter)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/series/3088821

Rise and shine by cm (mumblemutter)

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/series/2582119

(I love their works when you’re looking for toxicity and darker Sambucky. But it’s not for everyone and can be an acquired taste)

Stevesambucky-

Bloom by Lies_Unfurl and PanoramicSubDrop

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/43295751/chapters/108828453

(Very very good! Definitely recommend)

Dreadnought by lunaaltare

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/7408966/chapters/16828312

(Very dark and angsty. Please read tags)

Feels a lot like home by ironbucky

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/63829180

(Love their Sambucky and SteveSamBucky works! Please check them out)

Infinite Crisis by animuia

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/series/3495550

Never knew what i could find by wilsonsnest (Omegaverse)

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/10628826/chapters/23511969

All our tomorrows are here bycm (mumblemutter)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/43950246

(Again read tags for this one)

Someone to Hold True by NachoDiablo

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/21068369/chapters/50120381

Birds Do It by HazelDomain and  Mumble_Bee

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/41225976

Sometimes that’s all we need by Writer_Lethogica

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/series/3060090

Guardian demons by enemyofrome

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/5635585

Mr. Steal Yo Man by TallGlass

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/32663359/chapters/81026800

The Kind You Save by TooManyBattles (Skarabrae_stone)

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/35373487/chapters/88169752

Icarus by exbex

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/54900706/chapters/139165465

Heaven's no place (for a lonely man to rest) by Lunar_Pull

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/33703354

(No idea how I forgot to put this one in there. But it’s so fireee 🔥. I reread it all the time. It’s soo good, a definite read. Also has minor Sam x Nat)

Sam/Steve/Nat/Bucky-

Ruby Red by QuestinWitchFace

Ao3 link- https://archiveofourown.org/works/59656996/chapters/152153470

A Witch and His Familiars by Writer_Lethogica

Ao3 link-https://archiveofourown.org/works/58193032/chapters/148176313

My hands hurt now