#natsam

[27dragons]

New Year Countdown: Dec 24

And we're back to Winteriron for a Rockstar AU!

Dec 24 - Winteriron - Rockstar AU - Eggnog

“The thing is,” Tony said, “it feels stupid to complain. Like I don’t appreciate all the amazing things in my life.”

“And yet, you’re going to complain anyway,” Natasha said, but she looked vaguely amused, so that was probably all right. It had taken Tony a while to understand that his lead guitarist and second vocalist hid her affection behind sarcasm, and her concern behind fierceness. He knew how to read her now, though.

“I’m going to complain anyway,” he agreed. “Not that I expect you to agree. Your snugglebunny is traveling with us.”

“Sam is part of the band, so it would be difficult to have a tour without him,” she agreed solemnly.

“Why did I agree to a tour over Christmas?” Tony wondered.

“Because it’s the time of year when everyone is digging a little deeper into their pockets?” Natasha guessed. She reached over the table to snare his glass. She rolled the liquor around, watching the way it clung to the glass, and then helped herself to a swallow. “You could’ve dated someone in the band, too, you know. Steve is right there.”

Tony made a face. “Dating in the band leads to band drama,” he said morosely. “And trust me, if I dated Steve, there would be nothing but drama.”

“That’s true,” Natasha conceded. “The world’s finest songwriting duo, but as soon as he steps away from the keyboard, you’re at each other’s throats.” She grinned. “It would be fantastic publicity.”

Tony rolled his eyes. “But here I am, on Christmas Eve, drinking alone in an empty hotel bar.”

“What am I, the Ghost of Christmas Past?”

Tony waved a hand dismissively. “You’re just waiting for Sam to get back from the roadies’ Christmas party and then you’ll go back to your room and have wild monkey sex while wearing nothing but a mistletoe headband and a pair of socks with jingle bells sews into them.”

“That is a disturbingly specific mental image,” Natasha said, stealing another sip of his whiskey. “You’re not usually this down after a show. Did something go wrong?”

The show itself had been great. The hall had been sold out, the fans had been beside themselves with excitement, and they’d rounded out the set lit and encores with some holiday tunes that they’d reworked into the Avengers’ signature style, which had been a huge hit. Tony would normally have still been riding the high, but— “Bucky didn’t text me before the show.”

“That’s odd,” Natasha admitted. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, he sent one a bit later. I got it while we were breaking down.”

“So?”

“So it’s Christmas Eve and I’m stuck in a hotel twelve hundred miles from my boyfriend and I don’t even have any of his eggnog to keep me warm.”

“Bucky does make the best eggnog,” Natasha said. “I can never go back to the crappy stuff out of a carton.” She made a show of looking at her wrist, which didn’t have a watch on it. “And it’s Christmas Day, by now.”

“Thanks, that makes it all better,” Tony snarked. 

Natasha glanced past Tony, toward the bar door. “Sam’s back,” she said, standing up. “Time to go have wild monkey sex.”

“Don’t forget the socks,” Tony said, rallying enough to give her a quick smile. “Thanks for letting me complain.”

“You owe me,” Natasha said, giving him the small, secretive smile that was ten times more genuine than the wide, cheerful one she reserved for the stage and the fans.

“What else is new? Go on, have fun. I don’t want to see or hear either of you until we’re loading the bus on the 26th. Enjoy your day off.”

“I intend to. You too.”

Tony snorted and took a slow sip of his whiskey so he wouldn’t be tempted to turn around and watch her walk away.

“Merry Christmas, baby,” said Bucky, and Tony turned around so fast he got dizzy and nearly knocked over his chair.

“Bucky?” Tony’s boyfriend was standing there, a thickly-stuffed backpack over one shoulder. “What the— How the hell did you get here?”

“Airplane,” Bucky said with a grin, and offered Tony a thermos. “Couldn’t stand the thought of you having to drink crappy carton eggnog on Christmas.”

Tony took the thermos and immediately set it aside, then flung himself into Bucky’s arms, laughing. “Oh, god, I can’t believe you’re here.”

“I was supposed to be in time for the show,” Bucky said, “but the flight got delayed.” He buried his face against Tony’s neck, squeezing tight. His nose was cold, and Tony didn’t care at all. “Missed you, doll.”

“I missed you, too,” Tony sighed. “Merry Christmas.”

#my writing #countdown to 2024 #winteriron #with background natsam #rockstar au

[va-cios]

"Y los atardeceres volvieron a ser míos, tu nombre se esfumó de aquel cielo, mi cosa favorita volvió a ser mía y en mi corazón tú ya no doliste".

—Natsame

#atardecer #va-cios #escritos #frases #notas #citas #pensamientos #sentimientos #letras #textos #amor #Noe M #Desamor #tristeza

[svgurl410]

ficlet: everything’s better (with the right company)- sam/natasha

Title: everything's better (with the right company) Fandom: MCU Pairing/Characters: Sam/Natasha Rating: G Word Count: 300 Summary: Sam runs into a familiar face while on his search for Bucky. A/N: for the seasonsofdrabbles exchange

On AO3

“Hey, stranger, need a ride?”

Sam went from startled at the sleek car that pulled up next to him to amused at seeing the person behind the wheel.

“Here I thought I was being inconspicuous,” he said, sliding into the passenger’s seat. “Dreams dashed, courtesy of the Black Widow.”

“Wouldn't be the first time,” Natasha replied dryly. Fancy car aside, she had changed up her look to blend in. Still effortlessly beautiful.

Choosing not to focus on that, Sam shrugged. "Better you than Barnes sneaking up on me."

"He's definitely playing hide and seek," Natasha acknowledged, merging into traffic smoothly.  

"You're searching too?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow. "Doesn't an Avenger have better things to do?"

He was only there as a favor to Steve. While unsure how worth it this would be, he had never been a quitter.

"Not at the moment," Natasha said. The corner of her mouth lifted up. "Besides, maybe I'm here for the company."

"I'm flattered."

"You should be," she teased. And when her hand brushed against his, sending a spark up his spine, it felt intentional.

"Where to first?" he asked, as casually as possible.

"Dinner," she replied. "I'm starving."

He couldn't argue with that.

Nor could he complain when the dinner felt like a date.

Or how at the end of the night, when she dropped him off at the motel he was staying at, she lingered at his door.

"You ever going to kiss me, Wilson?"

"Do you want me to?" he asked cautiously.

"Wouldn't ask if I didn't," she said, leaning closer, and tilting her head.

He took the hint this time and closed the remaining distance, their lips meeting in a long, lingering kiss.

And when they would get back to the search, he wouldn't be alone.

Definitely wasn't complaining.

#sam x natasha #natasha x sam #sam wilson #natasha romanov #mcu #fanfic #samnat #natsam #samnatasha #sam/natasha #natasha/sam #triple drabble

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

just found out that people legit ship scott and quill two characters who don’t even know of the others existence” it’s really true what they say mcu stans will ship any two white men white anything together, and would rather die then ship blackpoc character with yt leads, I don’t know why I’m suprised this person was fighting me on why samnat didn’t have any romantic chemistry after the way they met ok if u wanna be blind or other reasons but then they proceed how scottquill is cute ship literally two people who never met don’t know the other exists will probably not ever meet, they will always claim

it’s because it’s cute ship gay rep or we can ship whatever ship or fuck hetronartive ships this or ships that but it’s always always when it’s blackpoc character with a yt lead like people will not ship samnat carolrhodey even if they are canon in comics thorval even stevesam but will jump on to shipping ironstrange tonynat stevenat who both btw have big bro little sis ting, wandanat big sis little sis natxmaria hill stevebucky stony buckytony which is ugly sick (bucky killed tony parents) tonypeter tonyx any yt man thorquill is cute banters I guess I see it but the fact they’ll always ship anything with two white persons that breathe together same direction or stand next to each other they claim chemistry or it’s cute ship or because they are epic ship but will turn around and hate all any blackpoc x yt lead ship well then we know why! they won’t ship sarahbucky or make fics about them but there’s scottquill fics do y’all see what so wrong sick about it! mcu stans are the worst their racism is so obvious and it runs so deep!

the fact they haven’t started shipping peter Parker with quill is astonishing they probably do knowing them and their sick sick sick minds and after finding out about certain wandapeter lokithor lokitony and tonypeter bullshit I’m not surprised at all if they ship something as long it’s white males they’ll jump on it and be mad when it doesn’t happen in canon because why would it when they don’t even know each other

#marvel #mcu #tfatws #ships #stony #stucky #sarahbucky #buckysarah #scottquill #thorquill #wandanat #blackhill #tonybucky #winteriron #samnat #carolrhodey #rhodeycarol #natsam #stevesam #samsteve #thorval #mcu stuff #mcustans #mcu stans are so fucking racist and they claim we can ship whatever to try and justify their racism #sambucky #scottsam #ironstrange #tonynat #stevebucky #tonyrhodey

[nixie-deangel]

For @nachodiablo, Who won one of my @marveltrumpshate 2019 Auctions. This is the fifth of six aesthetics, I’ll be making for Nacho over the course of the year. Here you are, Nacho!

Sam Wilson x Natasha Romanoff - Undercover AU.

Also on Ao3.

Sam waits to say anything, until the last customer ambles away from the counter he’s seated at. “You know,” he says, hushed and quiet, eyes darting around the small cafe before zeroing back onto Natasha. “You look pretty good like this.” He watches as she pauses in her task of restocking the cupcake shelf, before she flicks her eyes up to meet his. 

“I meant,” he tries to backtrack when he notices how they’ve narrowed with a dangerous glint to them. “Like you’re happy. Not like, you-I mean that is,” he flounders before letting his mouth snap shut when he notices the way her lips curve up at the side, in a half smirk. 

“I think it might be best, to stop while you’re ahead there,” she keeps her voice low and soft, eyes doing a quick circuit around to ensure they were alone before adding playfully, “Cap.”

He ducks his head, glad she wouldn’t be able to see his cheeks flushing and boy, would they be red with how hot his face feels. Swallowing, he fiddles, eyes flicking up and down a few times before he takes a breath, seeming to build himself back up only to stop when he locks eyes with her. 

Sam can’t remember the last time Nat looked this soft, this relaxed. It’s certainly been… months, if not years, he thinks. Relaxed, happy, it looks good on her. Though Sam muses, his head still ducked down enough he has to look at her from beneath his lashes, there isn’t much that Natasha can’t make look good.

Not that he’d ever say that to her face.

Well, not sober anyway.

Sam’s learned the hard way after a few too many, his mouth gets real loose with his secrets.

But not that he wouldn’t want to, he sighs. He’d love to tell Nat how he really feels. How he’d like to take her out, to not be too Steve about it, to court her, to treat her right. Their friendship though, he doesn’t want to risk it, if she didn’t feel the same.

No, he thinks, watching as she moves around gracefully, her friendship was far more than enough for him.

“I need to go switch out the trays, I’ll be right back,” she says, just as Jeanie — her teenage co-worker, who worked the counter a few days a week — slides behind the counter, apologizes falling from her lips. “Try not to let Scott get any more freebies,” she teases good naturedly before cutting her gaze to Sam, when Jeanie’s face goes red, gearing up to defend herself, “I’m counting on you, to watch her,” before ducking into the back.

“Ugh, Sasha is the worst,” Jeanie mutters, stashing her bag and cardigan underneath the counter and grabbing her apron. As she ties it, she eyes Sam for a long moment, lips curving up into a wicked looking smile after a beat. “So,” she drawls, moving to lean against the counter next to him. She waits until he picks his cup of coffee up to talk a sip, when she continues, raising her voice to ensure she’ll be heard in the back, “When do you plan on asking out our beloved Sasha, Tommy?”

Sam chokes, spray coffee everywhere as he splutters.

#MTH 2019 #Black Falcon #SamNat #MTH2019 #NatSam #Marvel #Sam Wilson #Natasha Romanov #Nacho's Aesthetic Wins #Nixie's Creations #MCU #Nixie's Writing #Undercover AU #Marvel Trumps Hate #Nat x Sam #Natasha Romanoff #Black Widow #Sam x Nat #My Aesthetic #Natasha x Sam #Marvel Trumps Hate 2019 #Captain America #Established Relationship #Nixie's Aesthetic #My Writing #Aesthetic #Nixie Writes #Sam x Natasha #AU #Mine

[anniethelen]

Any SamNat fic recs where they are either the only couple or the main couple? It’s hard to find fics that are just about them and not just the B couple.

#Samnat #natsam #sam x nat #sam wilson x natasha romanov #I need fluff #angst #domestic au #all the tropes

[manyprofoundbonds]

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TALK WITH ME ABOUT SAMTASHA PLEASE

#samtasha #samnat #natsam #sam x natasha #natasha x sam #mcu #*** #not @ my buckynatfriendship getting notes but none of my samtasha posts getting even ONE like

[marvelousmarvelaus]

That "This means War" AU where it's agents Steve and Natasha who find themselves in a 'war' trying to convince retired Airman Sam to fall for them first.

Not realizing he's totally onto the fact that they're so totally secret agents and Avengers, and just sort of soaking up all this attention because hey, it's flattering, he's not the one doing the chasing this time.

Steve cheats with his run around the park to catch Sam's attention because damn it man, anyone would give attention to that ass and that goofy jock exterior you're trying to present.

Natasha amps it up with the super cool car and oh so casual flirting.

Sure, HYDRA's attempt to kill off a giant portion of the world puts a slight damper on it, but not for long.

After all, there's plenty of last minute trips and exotic destinations to manifest "There was only ONE BED", "Accidentally trapped in the rain oh noooo" and "I borrowed your clothes oops" scenarios into.

No matter who wins, Sam totally wins.

#Sam Wilson #Steve Rogers #Natasha Romanov #CA:TWS #mcu #mcu imagine #stevesam #samnat #natsam #samstevenat #captain america #the falcon #black widow

[cap-samwilson]

sam laughs, reaching down to brush back fiery red hair from her forehead. 

“you call that fighting?” nat asks, and sam shrugs, looking down at her. she’s spread out along the couch, her head in his lap, and she looks like a million dollars. 

“it got the job done,” he tells her, and she stares up at him. he’s grinning again, and the lamp is giving him a halo, making him look a bit like an angel without the wings. 

#samnatasha #natashasam #sam wilson #natasha romanoff #falcon #captain america #black widow #my fic #five sentence fic #samnat #natsam

[captainenjolras]

2 cap quartet or stevebucky

Of course! I’m gonna do the Cap quarter if that’s ok! This is based off an actual thing that happened to me lol

Baking should be fun. It should be easy, relaxing, and fun. Just fun. Not stressful, hard, and exhausting. It all started off good, but slowly everything began to fall apart.

“Ok, so preheat the oven to 350° for me, Sam.”

“You’ve got it.”

“Awesome; Nat, can you get out the ingredients?”

“Already did.”

“Great; Bucky, do you have the instructions pulled up?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“Ok,” exclaimed Steve, clapping his hands together happily, “lets bake! What first?”

“It says we need to start making the batter.”

“Alright, what do we need to do that?”

“We need two eggs,” started Natasha, peering over Bucky’s shoulder, “1/4 of water, and 1/8 of oil.”

“And we have all of that?”

“Right by the toaster.”

Sam picked up all the ingredients and made his way over to the bowl.

“Watch it, muscles,” mumbled Bucky. “You’re gonna break all the eggs.”

“I’m being careful,” mumbled back Sam.

“You’re literally balancing the carton on top of the cake mix!”

“I’m being careful!”

“Hey,” interjected Nat, “no fighting in my kitchen!”

Sam smirked at Bucky, who crossed his arms with a huff. Steve but a gentle arm around him as their boyfriend passed, giving him light kiss on the forehead. Hopefully the two would get along for the rest of the day and they’d all be able to enjoy some cupcakes in piece.

After Nat poured the mix and the eggs into the bowl, she reached for the oil. Something topped her, however.

“What’s up, Nat?”

“It said 1/4 of water and 1/8 of oil?”

“Yep.”

“...That doesn’t sound right.”

“How come?”

“I just,” she said, scratching her head, “feel like that’s wrong.”

“It says right here that it’s right.”

“I know, I know; but...maybe just...let’s just see how it feels.”

The woman poured in the water and the oil hesitantly. When both were in, she bit her lip.

“...I don’t think that’s enough.”

She grabbed the bottle of oil and began to pour more.

“Whoa,” exclaimed Sam, reaching for the oil. “What are you doing?”

“I think it needs more!”

“But the instructions said-“

“Yeah, I know; but it doesn’t feel right- Bucky? Can you get some more water?”

“Sure.”

“Bucky don’t-“

“Thank you.”

Nat poured in the full cup of water as Sam and Steve watched in horror.

“Let me see if it tastes right,” said Bucky, making his way over and picking up the whisk for a taste. He stood thinking for a minute after before pulling a face.

“It needs more sugar.”

“Buck,” started Sam, “we don’t need to add sugar; it’s not homemade cake mix.”

“He’s right,” said Nat after taking her own taste of the batter. “‘Needs sugar.”

“Guys, it doesn’t nee-“

“How much do you think,” asked Bucky, turning to his girlfriend.

“It doesn’t need any-“

“Try a cup.”

“A cup,” exclaimed Sam. “That’s way to much!”

“Oh, hush,” teased Nat, pouring in the cup.

Sam turned to Steve, who really had no clue what to do. After a while, it was just Bucky and Nat adding unnecessary ingredients to the watery mix.

“Ok,” smiled Nat, looking down at the mess in the bowl. “I think it’s good!”

“How about you and Bucky go relax while me and Sam finish the rest,” insisted Steve.

“How come?”

“Well, I mean...you two did most of the mixing.”

“Fine; but you two better not ice them without us.”

“We won’t; go relax.”

Bucky and Nat made their way to the living room, chatting about their work. Steve turned to Sam, who was cringing at the “batter” that sat on his counter.

“...Should we toss it?”

“...Let’s just...try.”

“What? Babe, we both know that this isn’t gonna bake. Look at it! It’s literally just liquid!”

“What if...what if we add flour to it? Make it lore solid?”

“...Do you think that’s gonna work?”

“I don’t know, but it sounds like it should.”

“Alright,” sighed Sam, “let’s try.”

Steve opened the bag of flour that was in the cabinet and began to pour it in.

“Do you think that’s enough?”

“...Maybe add some mire just to be safe.”

Sam watched as his boyfriend kept emptying the bag into bowl.

“Sam, that was like half the bag.”

“Seriously? What did they do that made it this watery?!”

“I don’t know, Bucky poured in, like, three cups.”

“Three?!”

“Maybe two- look, let’s just try, ok?”

“...If it explodes, I’m not cleaning it up.”

“If it exploded they’ll clean it, ok?”

“...Fine. I’ll get the tin.”

After Steve and Sam has poured the disgusting mix into the cupcake tin, they put it in the oven, praying that it would actually bake. Once it was in, the two went to go sit with their boyfriend and girlfriend in the living room.

“Are they in,” asked Nat, who was resting on Bucky’s chest, watching TV.

“You bet,” responded Steve, taking his place on the couch and letting Bucky rest his feet on his lap. Sam curled in next to them, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.

“If I get food poising,” he whisper into Steve’s ear, “I will never forgive you.”

Steve smirked before pressing a kiss to a grinning Sam’s nose and turning his attention to the TV screen.

After about a half hour, the timer on the oven went off, causing Bucky and Nat to spring up in excitement.

“They’re done!”

“Ok,” laughed Sam, “let’s go check them out.”

Bucky and Nat instantly ran to the kitchen, Steve and Sam close behind them. Once Steve opened the oven, smoke poured into the room.

“Whoa,” exclaimed Nat, pulling him back by the back of his shirt.

“Did they burn?”

When the smoke cleared, Steve tried again to see, this time opening the door slowly. He looked isnide, expecting to see the worse, and...

“They’re perfect!”

Bucky and Nat high-fived as Sam and Steve stared in disbelief. Did it actually work?

“...Ok,” said Steve, a smile returning to his face. “Let’s let them cook for a minute before frosting them!”

Nat and Bucky frantically searched the fridge for the various icing flavors they had bought the night before. Steve and Sam stood off to the side, watching the whole thing.

“I can’t believe that actually worked,” whispered Sam.

“I didn’t expect it to...lucky us, I guess.”

Soon enough, the cupcakes were frosted and on a plate in the living room.

“Ok,” announced Nat, holding a pink frosted cupcake in the air, “three, two, one...”

The four took a bite out of each of there own cupcakes in celebration. Instead of tasting the deliciousness of cupcakes, however, they tasted...

“...Nothing?”

Nat took another bite, confused.

“They...don’t have a taste?”

Sam saw Bucky’s posture drop a bit in defeat.

“That’s so weird,” he said through a mouth of food. “I don’t get it? We followed the instructions.”

“...I feel like I messed it up,” sighed Nat, putting down her cupcake and resting her chin in her hands, “I’m sorry guys.”

Bucky put an arm around her, resting his head on her shoulder as he did. Steve turned to Sam, not knowing what to do.

“Hey...Nat-“

“Well,” interrupted Sam, who was reaching towards the plate, “I think they’re good!”

“But they have no taste,” said a confused Natasha, looking at her smiling boyfriend.

“Doesn’t mean they’re not good,” he smiled, taking a bite out of a misshapen, blue frosted one.

“...I think so, too,” added Steve, taking his own from the plate. Nat stared at them as they bogged down the food.

“...A-are you serious?”

“Yeah,” exclaimed Sam, “the texture is awesome!”

Nat and Bucky looked at each other before slowly reaching for their own cupcakes. Bucky bit into his, thinking as he did.

“...I guess they’re not terrible,” admitted Nat, turning to see Bucky’s reaction.

“...I think I have to agree; I mean, I’ve had worse.”

“They’re really good, guys,” soothed Steve, who had just finished his second one.

“...Ok,” shrugged Nat, smile n a it as she did.

“Ok.”

“Cheers, guys.”

“Cheers,” said everyone in unison, holding they’re cakes in the air before eating the rest.

Hdhfhfkgklglgg I feel like that was really bad. I’m sorry I’m not used to sharing my writing. But I hope you liked it!

#sambucky #samtasha #samsteve #buckynat #buckysteve #buckysam #stevebucky #stevenat #stevesam #natbucky #natsam #natsteve #stevebuckynatsam #cap quartet #otp prompts #otp prompt #steve rogers #sam wilson #natasha romanov #bucky barnes #i hope you liked it #marvel cinamatic universe #mcu #marvel #avengers

[medeafive]

Chapters: 3/6 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson, James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov/Sam Wilson Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel) Additional Tags: Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Nat joins the search for Bucky so that they actually find him soon, Barbershop Quartet, And then the four of them just hang out in Vienna, And figure out their respective relationships, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Domestic, Christmas, Eventual Smut, This is all building to an orgy, Foursome - F/M/M/M, Steve is ace and Nat is aro but it's more complicated than that, It's generally very complicated that's why it's this long Summary:

"You've never been anyone's good-time friend, have you," Sam remarks. "It's always showing up at your door everybody-we-know-is-trying-to-kill-us with you." Steve snorts. "I guess Bucky always had girlfriends for that. The good times, not the everybody-we-know-is-trying-to-kill-us." "Yeah, well, it's the other way around now," Sam returns. "You're the good-time friend now, whether you want it or not. Nat is the emergency intervention, the break-glass-in-case-of-fire option. And Barnes needs both, so he's going to continue going back and forth between the two of you." "And who are you then?" Steve asks with some amusement. "I'm the guy who has fuck-all to do with it," Sam replies.

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Natasha’s chapter, extra long :)

#marvel trumps hate #buckynat #natsam #samnat #natasha romanoff #black widow #bucky barnes #winter soldier #sam wilson #falcon #steve rogers #captain america #barbershop quartet #fanfic #my writing

[qallavichs]

full offence there is not enough samnat in this world and i am Very Angry™ about it

#!!!!!! #they're just ???? such a good pair ????? #more chemistry in 4 seconds of tws than she's had with any other character in any other movie !!!! #please just make t happen #samnat #sam x natasha #natasha x sam #marvel #natsam #wilsoff #wilsoff is a good shop name im just saying we should consider it #ca:tws #natasha romanoff #sam wilson #shut up sophie #sophie

[va-cios]

Pero yo sé que si vienes a decirme que me has extrañado voy a creerte, aunque haya perdido la cuenta de todas las veces que te vi feliz sin mi.

—natsame

#va-cios #escritos #frases #notas #citas #pensamientos #sentimientos #letras #textos #amor #Noe M #Despedida #contacto cero

[jtmarx]

The worst part about AO3 is having to tag all the relationships and then having to tag twice as many characters. Also, I'm doing a thing (for the hundredth time).

#JT Talks #writing #fanfiction #ao3 #this is just the draft #stucky #natsam #superflash #fitzsimmons #quakerider #hartmon #canarrow #monwinn #sanvers #pepperony #steelatom #coulmay #luke x jessica #Curtis x rene

[nixie-deangel]

Nixie’s MF Month: Day Eleven, Sam x Natasha - Pirate/Mermaid AU.  

“Are you going to kill me?”

Pausing as he adjust the straps keeping the tub in place, Sam looks at the redhead for a long moment before shooting her a half smirk and going back to ensuring the tub wouldn’t topple over during their long journey. “No, no we ain’t gonna kill ya,” he finally murmurs as he shuffles back. “Cap’s takin’ ya back to yer waters,” he adds softly when she gives him a dubious look.

“And why would he do that?” Her voice is soft, gentle, almost like a melody, even though her eyes are dark and cold as she stares at him with a passively blank face.

“Cause Cap don’t trade in tail.” Shoving up to his feet, Sam lets the gentle rocking of the ship guide him back towards the door of the little store room they’ve placed her in. “Cap wouldn’t do that to his blue light boy,” he adds softly, more as an after thought, than an answer to her question as he ducks out of the room, pulling the door shut before pausing when she makes a small curious sound.

Turning, Sam watches her watch him for a long moment, when she suddenly gives a firm nod of her head. “The Prince will be most pleased to know of his Captain’s honesty.”

#SamNat #NatSam #NatashaSam #SamNatasha #WidowFalcon #Sam Wilson #Natasha Romanoff #Marvel #Nixie's MF Month #Mine #MCU #Image Set #Nixie Writes #My Image Set #Aesthetic #Pirate AU #Mermaid AU #Pirate!Sam #Pirate/Mermaid AU #Mermaid!Natasha #Nixie's Aesthetic #Nixie's Writing #My Aesthetic #My Writing #AU #Mermaid #Pirate #Mermaid/Pirate AU #background #Stony

[kryptoniancape]

‪Love when people act like romanogers stans are the sole entity destroying gay ships and m/f friendships when all it takes is 1 brain cell to know this doesn’t stop people from friendshipping nat with literally any other male avenger she’s had significant development with‬. 2 brain cells and you‘re just biphobic.

#I have my fic abt natsam friendship pinned to my twitter but antis like to ignore it #👀👀 #romanogers #disc #personal