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literally the youngest person ever
↳ MATTHEW SCHAEFER & MAT BARZAL AT THE RYDER CUP | 9.27.25
they’re judging you btw
what makes schaefer so special is that he really truly loves hockey but more than that he loves his mom and his dad and his brother and his teammates and his coach and the guy in the stands with the believe sign and the kids asking for his signature at warmies and the equipment guys and the social media people and shannon hogan and butch goring and the martin girls and etc and etc. he is so filled with love and goodness and humility and that is what makes him so special. i am so glad hes gonna be an islander for the next 20 years but mostly im just glad hes alive. what a kid. the world is a better place with a kid like him in it!!!
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hiii! since everyone is talking about jensen's answer to what's on dean's zepp traxx, i thought i'd add a couple more in that i think fit really well
I. NO QUARTER (from houses of the holy)
"walking side by side with death / the devil mocks their every step / the snow drives back the foot that's slow / the dogs of doom are howling more / they carry news that must get through / to build a dream for me and you / they choose the path where no one goes / they hold no quarter, they ask no quarter."
II. THANK YOU* (from led zeppelin ii)
*im done gatekeeping this song, super underrated and perhaps the best love song i know
"if the sun refused to shine / i would still be loving you / when the mountains crumble to the sea / there will still be you and me [...] my love is strong, with you there is no wrong / together we shall go until we die. [...] and so today my world it smiles / your hand in mine we walk the miles."
III. THAT'S THE WAY (from led zeppelin iii)
"yesterday i saw you standing by the river / and weren't those tears that filled your eyes / and all the fish that lay in dirty water dying / had they got you hypnotized? / and yesterday i saw you kissing tiny flowers / but all that lives is born to die / and so i say to you that nothing really matters / all you do is stand and cry."
IV. OUT ON THE TILES (from led zeppelin iii)
"just a simple guy, and live from day to day / a ray of sunshine melts my frown, blows my blues away / there's nothin' more that i can say / but on a day like today, i'll pass the time away / and walk a quiet mile with you / all i need from you is all your love / all you gotta give to me is all your love."
V. TEN YEARS GONE (from physical graffiti)
"through the eyes an' i sparkle, senses growing keen / taste your love along the way, see your feathers preen / kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to grow / we are eagles of one nest, the nest is in our soul."
VI. HOUSES OF THE HOLY (from physical graffiti)
"there's an angel on my shoulder / in my hand a sword of gold / let me wander in your garden / and the seeds of love i'll sow."
VII. IN MY TIME OF DYING (from physical graffiti)
"in my time of dying, want nobody to mourn / all i want for you to do is take my body home / so i can die easy."
VIII. IN THE LIGHT (from physical graffiti)
"and if you feel that you can't go on / and your will's sinkin' low / just believe, and you can't go wrong / in the light you will find the road / you will find the road."
I absolutely love it when, in fanfics, Dean is absolutely shocked that Sam knew of his bisexuality. It's like my favourite part of any destiel fic.
But every time I watch Supernatural, I see a (mostly unspoken) understanding between the brothers.
Like Dean will shamelessly flirt with or check out men around Sam, and Sam never bats an eye.
When Sam called Dean out on how him being "butch" might make people think he's overcompensating, Dean just said "right" all awkwardly.
When Dean spoke of his relationship with Benny to Sam, he used the word "relationship" without worrying about the implications of it (even if they weren't actually in a relationship)
When Dean told Sam that Aaron was his "gay thing," Sam moved on from it almost instantly, and Dean never felt the need to explain it away.
When Dean was flirting with that male cop, Sam had to pull him away, and Sam's only expression was annoyed.
Before Sam knew sirens could sire people without sex, he didn't react when Dean's siren was a man.
When Dean meets his celebrity crushes, he gets all flustered, and Sam is never bothered (confused, shocked, etc)
Dean will make queer references
Sam will make little comments ("...or are you strictly into Dick now?", "I forgot about you and Crowley's summer of love", etc)
I don't think either of them are unaware of the other's knowledge.
They both know, and they both know that the other knows.
gonna need to see dean winchester hug castiel like nick nelson hugs charlie spring in heartstopper at some point during the supernatural reunion
Look it’s like this:
Cas: gay angel. so, so gay. unapologetically gay. aggressively gay
Jack: non-binary baby
Sam: thought he was straight until he made out with a guy friend in college, said “huh, guess I’m not as straight as I thought” and now he is just attracted to whoever. he’s not too hung-up about it, doesn’t think too hard about it; he’s just attracted to someone based on their personality, not their gender
Dean: very hung-up about it. we all know this man is the most repressed bisexual man who ever lived. when he figured out he was bi he shoved the information down to the depths of his soul (mood) until he just couldn’t anymore. once he got his shit together and came out to those who mattered, he weaponizes his sexuality every chance he gets (“dean can you do the dishes tonight” “wow Sam I didn’t realize you were homophobic, goddamn” “dean—” “my own brother. I just can’t believe it.”)
i believe in non-binary jack kline, i really do
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✿ Supernatural
Fluff One Shots
*mentions of explicit content (18+) | † angst
— Big Hearts Club (Bisexual Dean Winchester x Bisexual Female Reader)*† • 993 words
About: You'd been struggling with coming to terms with your sexuality for a while, keeping it a secret from Sam and Dean. This is the day you finally came out to Dean.
— Soulmate (Dean Winchester x Non-Binary Reader) • 661 words
About: You ask your boyfriend, Dean, to use they/them pronouns in reference to you.
✿ Marvel
Fluff One Shots
*mentions of explicit content (18+) | † angst
— Russia (Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff) • 498 words
About: After a particularly rough night of saving the world, Bucky tends to Nat's injuries. But her words end up healing them both.
Soulmate
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Non-Binary Reader
Summary: You ask your boyfriend, Dean, to use they/them pronouns in reference to you.
Warnings: None, just super silly and dumb, feel-good fluff. Enjoy!
Word count: 661
You were nestled in Dean's arms, laying on the leather bench seat of the Impala. The soft sounds of rain pattered against the roof of the car. It was late and, although you tried, you couldn't manage to fall asleep.
"Dean, can you do to me a favor?" you whispered, your words were laced with shakiness and uncertainty. Your mind couldn't seem to stop racing.
"Mm?" Dean encouraged you to go on, rubbing your arm warmly.
"Can you use they/them pronouns when you refer to me?" you asked.
"Sweetheart, l'm sorry but I have no idea what that means," he admitted. "You know Sammy was always better at the grammar stuff." His voice was low; you could hear how exhausted he was.
"You know how you say like, 'Where's Y/N? Oh (he/she)'s on a hunt?'"
"Yes," he acknowledged.
"Right. When you talk about me, can you say, 'They are on a hunt' instead?" You went on, worried he might not understand. "Or 'This jacket is theirs,' or 'They took their knife with them,' or-"
"Or 'They're my soulmate, not my (boyfriend/girlfriend), and I love them very much?" he asked.
"Yeah." Your lips curled up in a smile, proud and relieved that he understood this.
"Of course I can, baby. That's no problem," he replied, kissing your head.
"Seriously?" You looked up at him, impressed at how easy this was and how quickly he caught on.
"Yeah, of course I can do that. I mean, I may stumble at first and I'm gonna apologize for that now. Please correct me, okay? l want you to," he explained. "But yes, I will do that." He pressed his palm against yours before lacing your fingers together.
"Seriously, will never know how much that means to me." You were so happy he supported you. After all the anxiety you had been struggling to cope with for so long, there was something profoundly comforting, healing, about those words.
"Sweetheart, I love and respect you so much. This is just me doing that." He pulled you in a little closer. You felt safe.
"You're the best, you know that?"
"'Course I do," he assured. "Is there anything that I call you that'd be off limits? Like do you still want me to call you 'baby' and 'sweetheart?'" he questioned.
"Yeah. Yeah, I would love for you to." You always appreciated his affectionate nicknames for you. They reminded you how special you were to him.
"Okay, good. How 'bout 'pudding cup?'"
"Pudding cup?" you murmered, your confusion present in your furrowed eyebrows.
"Yeah, is 'pudding cup' off limits?" he grinned, looking down at you, clearly amused.
"Dean, are you okay?" you chuckled.
"Is that a no on the 'pudding cup?'" he teased.
"That is a no on the 'pudding cup,'" you confirmed.
"Do you still want me to call you Y/N?" Dean asked, stroking your thumb, his voice returning to sincerity.
"I don't know," you responded softly. "I guess I haven't really thought about that part all too much."
"Well let me know if you want me to call you something different and I will. Or if you want someone to help you with brainstorming names or something," he suggested. "I'd be happy to try some out with you and see if one sticks."
"Thank you." You felt like you'd tear up any moment now. You hadn't expected this much support from him.
"Of course, sweetheart," he responded, snuggling against you. "Are you planning on telling Sam or do you want to keep this between us?"
"I can tell him," you said sleepily.
"Okay. No pressure, tell him when you're ready. And if you want some support when you say it, I'll be there," Dean promised, kissing your head again.
"I love you," you smiled against him.
"I love you too."
"So... is there anything you want me to call you?" you inquired, nodding off.
"Pudding cup," he joked.
"Well alright, pudding cup."
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Big Hearts Club
Pairing: Bisexual Dean Winchester x Bisexual Female Reader (Platonic)
Summary: You'd been struggling with coming to terms with your sexuality for a while, keeping it a secret from Sam and Dean. This is the day you finally came out to Dean.
Warnings: Mentions of explicit content and a little touch of angst, but it's all fluff (18+ only please!)
Word count: 993
"Dean's still out?" Sam inquired, stepping into the Bunker's library where you were sitting at the table - eyes glued to your book.
"Yeah he's helping Garth sort through some of Bobby's old things," you responded, looking up at him.
"I'm gonna go for a beer run. You want anything?"
"I'm good, thanks. I'll stay here and hold down the fort."
"All right. I'll see you in a few," he smiled, grabbing his jacket and heading up the stairs.
It was late. Sam was gone now and for the first time in what felt like forever, you had the place to yourself. You decided it was the perfect moment for some much-needed "me-time," as these moments had become increasingly rare. You grabbed your laptop, headed to your room, popped in your earbuds, and began scrolling your go-to sites, looking for something that would help you let off some steam.
You didn't know how much time had passed, you were completely absorbed in whatever you were watching. Before you knew it, Dean was home. You hadn't heard him open the door to your room and certainly hadn't noticed him leaning against the doorframe, a bowl of popcorn in hand. His eyes were fixed on your laptop screen as he tilted his head. "Huh. That's a good flic," he interrupted, his voice low and casual.
"Dean!" you yelped. Your eyes widened in shock and your voice was laced with pure panic as you scrambled to close your laptop.
"Hey, woah," he said holding his free hand up, signaling that everything's fine. "I'm not stopping you, just wouldn't have pegged you for a girl on girl enthusiast is all... but I gotta say, this? This is hot. Got good taste."
"I'm not- an enthusiast. Can you leave?" you countered, your voice breaking a little from the anxiety. You felt like you'd cry any second now from embarassment and worry.
"Yeah, I'll go - brought you some food, though. You know, sustenance. Gonna need it." He winked, placing the popcorn down on the nightstand next to you.
"Please can you just leave?" you continued, voice louder than intended.
"You don't have to be embarrassed. I don't judge. It's me, of all people, Y/N, and it's just porn."
"Can we not have that talk?" you cried out.
"Fine," he said. "I have one question though and then I'll leave you alone."
"What?" you replied, practically begging for this conversation to be over.
"Why the interest in girl on girl?"
"Seriously?" you groaned. That had to be one of the dumbest questions you had ever heard. Then again, it was Dean – he was always too curious for his own good.
"Does that shit just turn you on? Or are you a lesbian? Just curious about it?" he pestered on invasively.
"Dean-" you were beckoning him to shut up at this point.
"You know what, you're right. It's not any of my concern. Not my place to ask. I'm gonna head to bed and I'll forget this ever happened. Good night, sweetheart." You were shocked that he just dropped it. Maybe he meant no harm by his questions. Maybe he really was just curious.
"I'm bi," you mumbled, scrunching up your face unconsciously, knowing you had to clue him in at some point. "I wanted to tell you, but I was struggling to come to terms with it myself and I really didn't know how to tell you, how to tell anyone, because I guess I'm not really ready to be open about it. Not like it's that huge a deal or anything but I'm- I'm bi," you rambled on nervously. The anxiety rushed to your head; it felt like you weren't fully conscious this was happening.
"That's awesome," he smiled.
"What?" you hesitated, your face painted with shock. You didn't expect him to say that. Part of you didn't believe you heard that right. Maybe that vamp you hunted last night hit you in the head harder than you thought. Maybe you were dreaming.
"That's awesome, Y/N," he repeated, sitting down next to you and pulling you into a hug. "Seriously." It was real. This was real.
He pulled away and looked at you, really looked at you. He saw the insecurity still etched in your face, the worry glossing over your eyes. But you never felt more seen than in that moment. He sighed, "Listen, you wanna know something?"
"What?" you asked with a chill of discomfort traveling down your spine. Part of you just wished this conversation would finally be over. You were still filled with anxiety, thinking he'd say something so-very-Dean like 'Maybe now I can watch it live and in person' or he 'found a friend willing to have threesomes with.'
"I am too."
"What?" you felt this bolt of surprise strike you and it took everything you had to keep your jaw from dropping.
"I am too. I get what it's like to be in such a state of horny panic and frustration not knowing who you want more: Batman or Catwoman... just like I get all those nagging insecurities that rattle around in your brain, that eat away at you sometimes. I get the fear of not being understood."
You couldn't comprehend it. "Wait- Dean 'Mr. Pulls Chicks Left and Right,' completely interested in women-"
"Is also completely interested in guys... yup."
"I don't- I don't know how to take that," you stuttered, still in shock.
"That surprising?"
"I mean- I think its the shock that I'm not alone. That someone really gets it. That you get it," you grinned in relief. Tears from all the pressure dissipating began to form in your eyes. "I can't seem to wrap my head around that."
"Hey, come here," he pulled you back into his arms. "I get it." He kissed your head, comforting you. "And I'm glad to know you're part of this Big Hearts Club too."
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Russia
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Bucky Barnes
Summary: After a particularly rough night of saving the world, Bucky tends to Nat's injuries. But her words end up healing them both.
Warnings: None, it's just fluff and sappy love confessions <3
Word Count: 498
"Do you remember Russia?" she inquired, watching as he attentively bandaged her injured wrist.
"Which part?"
"You know which part I'm talking about, James."
"Right. The part where I told you I love you," he chuckled. "I remember."
"Yes, that part."
"I still love you, Natalia. If that's what you're worried about," he responded, brushing a crimson lock behind her ear.
"Oh, I'm not worried," she smiled assuredly and shook her head.
"Then what is this about?" he asked, searching the verdant forests of her eyes for clarity.
In hopes of restraining her heart from leaping out of her chest, she took a breath. "I love you, James. I neglected to tell you that then and I regret it. But I loved you in Russia. I loved you long before Russia. I love you even more now. Especially now." She paused. Her voice was low and unusual. In that time, she was not the blazing wildfire she commonly was. She was calm. She was soft. Yet she held onto her confidence, speaking with certainty. "I always have."
When she looked up into his starry blue eyes, she felt as though he was able to see right through her. A feeling that the only thing he could ever see was her. In that moment, all else did not exist. Not time, not space. Nothing except him holding her and their hearts beating as one. It was intense intimacy that felt foreign but she adored it all the same. Weight lifted off her shoulders as she freely spoke her mind, passion spilling off her tongue. Every word reigned true. The truth was out in the open now; no words were left unspoken. And he was soaking in every single letter. "You know what else?" she continued.
"What's that, darling?" He delicately stroked her bottom lip with his thumb, encouraging her to go on. The dam broke. Her heart was in his hands now. She knew that. He knew that. But he wasn't scared. Her words had always caught him by surprise. This was no different. This was his ever-unpredictable Natalia, the fiery phoenix he knew so well and loved so deeply. He just sat back and enjoyed the ride, listening with contentment. He processed her words and he savored them. He appreciated them like they were made of the rarest minerals. He admired her sincerity, her vulnerability, her reciprocation. And he valued her like she was the most precious diamond in the multiverse.
"I always will."
He smiled and pulled her in close. He kissed her with as much care and dedication as he did the first time, that night in Russia. Their souls danced in the magic of that kiss. He took the time to carefully remember every detail of this. Every detail of her. Every detail of what it felt like to love and be loved right back. To be filled and surrounded by love. He would never forget this: the moment everything felt right.
"Good," he whispered.
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supernatural episodes to watch based on the colors i associate them with! 🌈✨
🪓 red: after school special, larp and the real girl, baby, beyond the mat, red meat, who we are
🥧 orange: folsom prison blues, like a virgin, frontierland, time after time, regarding dean, tombstone
🐝 yellow: yellow fever, it's a terrible life, hunteri heroici, peace of mind, optimism, ouroboros
🐉 green: wendigo, bad day at black rock, the end, pac man fever, first blood, the bad place
🧚♂️ aqua: bedtime stories, mystery spot, the real ghostbusters, plush, just my imagination, mint condition
🩻 blue: plucky pennywhistle's magical menagerie, the girl with the dungeons and dragons tattoo, dog dean afternoon, heaven can't wait, rock and a hard place, hibbing 911
🧢 dark blue: what is and what should never be, dream a little dream of me, lazarus rising, in the beginning, dark side of the moon, swan song
🔮 purple: hollywood babylon, clap your hands if you believe, slumber party, wayward sisters, scoobynatural, last call
🦄 lavender: wishful thinking, i believe the children are our future, swap meat, about a boy, angel heart, into the mystic
🫀 pink: tall tales, sex and violence, free to be you and me, my bloody valentine, love hurts, various & sundry villains
👻 white: pilot, fallen idols, changing channels, sam interrupted, the french mistake, party on garth
🪦 gray: phantom traveler, ghostfacers!, the monster at the end of this book, the curious case of dean winchester, hammer of the gods, two minutes to midnight
🕷 black: hell house, monster movie, criss angel is a douche bag, black, rock never dies, advanced thanatology
🥾 brown: are you there god? it's me dean winchester, and then there were none, trial and error, safe house, celebrating the life of asa fox, damaged goods
🧥 tan: southern comfort, bad boys, the purge, ask jeeves, don't you forget about me, the scorpion and the frog
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