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My Uncle Mark (not biologically but he was apparently my favorite human being when I was a baby and that pretty much never changed) has given so much for our country and is getting kinda screwed in return. He overcame so much in his life to even go to join the armed forces and then went on deployment after deployment, most recently teaching local forces skills as combat medics. He was been a wonderful influence in my life despite struggling with PTSD and lasting injuries from his time as a ranger. 

One story: when I was younger my parents were out of town and Mark was taking care of me over the weekend of the 4th of July. I asked to go see the fireworks and he took me, buying my cotton candy and popcorn despite money being tight. One particularly loud boom had Mark dropping to fully cover me (i thought it was silly and sweet at the time “it’s just fireworks unca marky!” Remember i was a kid here) and not letting go on my hand the rest of the night. It wasn’t until years later that i realized he was experiencing flash backs but cared more about little old me seeing these fireworks than about his own pain and trama. That’s just the kinda guy Mark is. 

Title: Coast On Through

Author: philalethia

Pairing: Sam/Dean

Rating: NC-17

Length: 7,857

Podfic: by EosRose, here

Summary: 

A post-first-time fic. With a lot of sex.

My Note:

SO AMAZING in such a simple way. This ranks as so much of my wincest headcanon. It’s basically a set of scenes showing how Dean and Sam learn to cope with the change in their relationship, but it’s so, so much more than that.

Misc:

Rec: Absolute Favorite

Misc: Atmospheric

my belated birthday gift to you!! i hope you had a good week <3 

Steve stumbles inside, humming to himself, turning around and locking the door. Bucky hears him from the kitchen and raises his eyebrows, walking over.

“Damn,” Bucky laughs, while Steve fights with the lock. “They got you good and wasted, huh?”

“Hey,” Steve says. He turns and slumps against the door, grinning all soft. “Hey, c’mere.”

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