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i think dean winchester realised he was the second son when sam left and john didnt fight for him to come back. john loved sam whether he was a hunter or not, he only loved dean when he was a hunter. just some 💭 while watching supernatural!

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⠀⠀⠀ my VOICE, the CHORUS OF THE DEAD MASTERLIST

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ CATHARSIS and PETRICHOR ;

SUMMARY | the bleached whale bone of his bones, covered in papery humanity, the blue of his veins a reminder of his phantom haunting-ness, and she could see him. james buchanan barnes was both ghost and man, and it was her mission to fix them both.

PAIRING | ‘BUCKY’ barnes x fem!oc / ‘JAMES’ buchanan barnes

TAGS | avengers world ( not timeline ) black cat x doberma / golden retriever, friends to lovers, mutant!reader, age gap, swearing, trauma, ghosts and ghouls, pining, alcohol intake, smoking, nicknames, mentions of violence and death, two seperate entities / same person, metaphors for love, supernatural explanations for connections and original female character / not x reader.

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THINKING OF kissing my lovers scars, ( metal or not )

“ for you, i am naked. for you, i am open. ”

HE WAS MADE OF SHRAPNEL, scars rose from the bullets that had been torn from flesh like dimples carved by a sculptor's chisel. his armour of flesh and bone turned raw and candyfloss pink from the metal protruding from skin—it was almost like bubblegum as it glued to sensors, neuro-electrical nerves and false muscle that rested beneath skin and ingrained into the muscle plates. Or, smooth skin marred with once thick, sticky blood that had dried into cracked skin and bruised knuckles; thin white lines decorating tanned flesh where metal glinted and sharpened to a pointed tip between fingers. his hand trembled in your own, for it had never been held by a pretty little hand like your own. your back pressed against his chest, his bicep crossing your chest and stomach, fingers clinging to the thin fabric that stretched across your ribs—dainty fingers glided across smooth, cold metal but warmed by the heat of intricate swirl patterns on your fingertips that he itched to kiss.

he said your name and you wanted to knit your bones into his own, to smooth away the boundaries of your heartbeats.

his hand free of your own glided along your back, knuckles smoothed down your spine, dipping into those soft dips between your vertebrae; big enough for his fingertips to press into. he could feel the soft press of your lips against metal, staining it a glossy smudge as you rubbed it away with your saliva slick thumb. your healing kisses wiping away the blood on his hands that was enveloped in your own, torn away from the ribs he could easily crush in a slight flex. your hand was light in his; smaller, with nails painted a pretty colour as you taunted the slits in his metal armour or trailed up to the point of his claw. he enjoyed that puzzle-perfect lock of your fingers between his, how you ignored the weapons attached to his body—how hands that you caressed and kiss with delicate affection once crushed cartilage and broke bone.

the intimate way your legs bracketed his waist—turning in his lap to face his wounds head on—the sacred cupping of hands against his cheeks, his rough beard lightly rubbing against the soft palms of your hands before his fingers encircled your wrist with little difficulty, placing his own soft kisses against your pulse. for you, your wounds had kissed long before your lips, his wounds had existed far before you had graced his life with your soft smiles, delicate touches and the exchange of tender kisses against his scars.

and yet, he would do it all again to have you in his lap, placing glossy kisses against his shoulder and knuckles with your arms entwined around his neck.

james buchanan ‘BUCKY’ barnes, james ‘LOGAN’ howlett / or any of your favourite metal men ۶ৎ

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i think sitting on an old, government tested, grumpy and or metal (infused) mans lap, would indeed fix me.

MEN ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ logan howlett, erik lehnsherr, bucky barnes <3

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come down kitty kitty you're so pretty pretty  𝝑୧

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charles xavier in first class, erik lehnsherr in dark pheonix and logan howlett in days of future past.

yummy 𐒘𝛠

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓚iss me on 𝒯𝐻𝐸 𝓜outh?! 𝝑𝝔

──𝓘 don't believe in 𝓖𝓞𝓓 but, 𝓘 believe that you're my 𝓢aviour.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝒽ow to 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇 me ;

what will happen when you make a bet with your friends to woo the hot professors? three powerful, unknowing professors vs one very determined teaching assistant. who shall be the very first to fall?

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ xoxo

logan howlett x erik lehnsherr x charles xavier x fem!reader / teaching assistant!reader x male!professors !!

TAGS | x-men world ( not timeline, ) enemies to lovers, sunshine x grumpy, friends to lovers, mutant!reader, using mutation against others, flirting, teasing, romance under false premises, age gaps, swearing, devotion and cannibalism to explain romance, trauma, desperate pining, alcohol intake, smoking, violence, possible polyamory and polyamorous negotiations. ♥︎♥︎

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⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝓒herry pie & a BOW LATTICE?!

wolverine/logan howlett x fem!reader / baker!neighbour!reader 𐒘𝛠

⠀“what happens when a baker meets the local wolverine next door?” 

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⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤㅤIf a God is a dog ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤand a man is a fraud /⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ then i'm a lost cause

⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ⠀⠀ㅤ ㅤ@reistante