screwthejob
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The past cannot be changed, forgotten, edited, or erased; It can only be accepted.Tracking: screwthejob Multi verse / Multi ship Mun and Muse are both 25+Written as perceived and loved by Erin
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i am, at my core, just….. such a complete sucker for the ‘bodyguard and person they’re protecting slowly falling in love’ trope. i love it, i love it so much
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→ BE MY VALENTINE!
prompts to celebrate valentine’s day, with options for romantic or platonic. even the enemies can have some valentine’s fun. ‘my muse’ meaning receiver’s muse! can also reverse if you’d like.
🌷 to kiss my muse
💖 to confess attraction to my muse
🍫 to give my muse a box of chocolates
🌹 to give my muse flowers
🧸 to give my muse a giant teddy bear
🍷 to invite my muse to dinner
✨ to go stargazing with my muse
☕ for our muses to have coffee together
🌈 for our muses to dance together
🌼 for my muse to compliment your muse
🥀 for my muse to confess a secret
🍒 for your muse to tie a cherry stem with their tongue
🦢 for my muse to talk about someone they love
🔪 for my muse to threaten your muse
🖤 for my muse to reject your muse
— ♥ —
“Be my valentine?”
“Would you be so kind as to fall in love with me?”
“Darling, you’re the one I want.”
“This is no time for confessing.“
“You know, darling, you bring out the worst in me.”
“If you’re free tonight, maybe we could spend some time together.”
“I know I’ve kissed you before, but I didn’t do it right. Can I try again?”
“I hate Valentine’s Day.”
“I love you— ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?”
“You have my whole heart.”
“I hope I never lose you.”
“All the good in me is because of you.“
“If I could give you the moon, I would.”
“Eat your heart out.”
“We both have our rabid hearts.”
“I thought maybe we would kiss tonight.”
“You’re not the person I wanted to see today.”
“I love everybody because I love you.”
“Do you want company?”
“Nobody fucks me like me.”
“Can we always be this close?”
“Please don’t say you love me.”
“I once believed love would be burning red, but it’s golden.”
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semperprotego:
Continued with @screwthejob
Monroe’s eyes cracked open as a warm body pressed up against his. It was rare he could sleep deep enough to not at least notice some of his surroundings. He’d learned as a child to always sleep with one eye open.
A faint smile pulled at his lips as soft words were spoken, as a kiss was pressed to his skin. So he rolled over to be face to face, chest to chest, tangling his legs with his husband’s. “I love you more.” His voice was deep from sleep, and his eyes had slid shut again, but a hand slid down Dean’s body.
“You okay?” Monroe mumbled, making sure they were both comfortable like this but also refusing to sleep again until he was sure Dean was okay. They always slept tangled in the warmth of bare skin and it had become his favorite thing a long time ago.
Any other time Dean would have argued about who loved who more. It was an ongoing argument every since they first said the words to one another. “Yeah, I’m okay.” he replies quietly now sliding a hand up the others arm and into the back of his hair. “Are you okay?” the question accompanied with a deep relaxed sigh now that he was where he was suppose to be for the night. “You kinda have me worried being in bed so early, and were already asleep..” it was certainly uncharacteristic of him, that was more his move.
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tjayhammond:
T.J. looked like a hamster as he ate. Cheeks full because he was taking big bites. He ate a lot for such a skinny guy. And no, keeping the weight off had nothing to do with drugs because Kansas kept him clean. It was one of the main reasons his mom encouraged the move. It wasn’t that he couldn’t get a hold of drugs there, it was just more difficult. Back in D.C. T.J. could get drugs delivered to him wherever he was, White House included.
Blue eyes looked up at Dean, looking oh so very innocent and much younger than a man in his thirties. “You really think a night out in Lawrence is going to make me miss home less?” It was a fair attempt and T.J. wouldn’t say no to Dean but let’s face it - Dean Winchester was facing a truly impossible task here.
The former first son was completely unaware of the terminology he had just used. Miss home. Home. As if he hadn’t been living in Kansas for a year now. It still didn’t feel like home to him and man, man did he and Dean try to make it feel like home. They had the house completely redone, modernized - they added a hot tub and a pool. They were in the process of making a panic room – which T.J. was super excited about because it was to protect them from all the Winchester monster drama but it was more like a mancave.
“Let’s go to Paris.”
Lips pursed a long moment as he nodded his head, accepting that defeat. Tj wasnt wrong and he knew that but he was trying- at least he was doing that, right? That had to count for something. Dean felt bad alot of the time for taking him away from his home but at the same time he also felt that was what he needed in order to get back on track. Sober. Healthy again. And he was proud of for doing exactly that but at the same time he could see TJ disappearing somewhat right before his very eyes despite the facade he put up for everyone to see him as this thriving and busy young newly married business man. “Paris?” repeating it just to make sure he had heard his husband right. “As in Paris France and not Paris Texas.” a bad attempt at making him laugh in fact he was pretty sure he might get something thrown at him. But it would be worth the little smirk afterwards. There wasnt anything important that they had to be there for exactly, they had employees for that to take care of things while they were gone. And if he was being honest he was itching for an adventure; besides they were still young and no kids. Could afford it, well the former first son could anyways.. . Yet. so why the hell not? “Pack your bags, lets do it.”
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tjayhammond:
T.J. could deny he was hungry all he wanted but the sounds his stomach was making betrayed him. It was loud too. Embarrassingly loud. There was no way Dean could miss it. So before Dean could make a smartass comment about it, T.J. was already unwrapping his burger to take a giant bite out of it. He was chewing while reaching for a french fry when Dean asked him if he was almost done. Suspicious. An eyebrow was raised before he looked back up at Dean again. “Where are you taking me?” He knew his husband well. Dean was up to something. “And do I have to dress like a cowboy for it?” Because this was Dean after all.
A finger held up to the other giving him a look “firstly, dont look at me like that.” a pause hand down now as he canted his head to the side, figuring he deserved that question followed by the statement. “No, not at all. In fact if you want to dress nice that would be encouraged.” not naming the fact or trying to think about those black slacks that hugged TJ’s ass just right along with the button down to match. “I want to take you out on the town, I hadnt gotten to show you off in awhile and I know your missing home... and dont deny that you arent because I know you better than that.” that last part followed by a somewhat stern look as if he dared the former first son to try and deny it.
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❛ i knew there was a big softie under all that tough exterior. ❜
🐝 * ― 𝑮𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑷𝒀 𝑿 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
An annoyed sigh left his lips, a slight shake of the head. "Yeah yeah, dont start with me. I have a reputation to uphold here."
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tjayhammond:
Continued from here with @screwthejob
It’s what T.J. did when he started to feel like he hated where he was - he buried himself in something he loved and he loved his business. He loved his husband too, and their home, and their life but this was fucking Kansas and he missed D.C. He was missing the life he had before he became a house-man. Whatever the fuck that was.
Sometimes he needed a reminder that this life wasn’t terrible. That reminder came in the form of his husband walking into their home office with food and a drink. It was impossible for T.J. not to smile at that. “Hi.” Dean knew him well. Knew how he’d forget to take care of himself. He was running on coffee and cigarettes since this morning. “You want half? I’m not that hungry.”
He shakes his head accompanied by putting a hand up waving the idea off “No thanks, I’m good. Besides I got that for you just the way you like it, extra cripsy fries. fresh. included.” Dean replies as he watches the other. God that smile; Dean lived for making him smile like that. But he also knew his husbands signs of him missing home and the ones when he was stressing. And this seemed to be a combination of both. “Are you about done for the day?” a brow raising at him as he hoped he was because Dean actually had a small little date for them to go on if he was at a stopping point.
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❛ stop being so stubborn. i'm trying to help you. ❜
🐝 * ― 𝑮𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑷𝒀 𝑿 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬���𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
A deep sigh leaves his lips as emerald hues stare back at those blue eyes giving him a look. “Babe… love of my life.” A pause as he motions to what it was he was working on. “I can handle this, I promise. And I appreciate you trying to help me. But your more in the way than you are helping.” Another pause as he waited for his reaction before he went on knowing there was gonna be some sort of sass thrown at him.
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Roe to Dean
• Soft Intimacy Meme
😴 curl up next to my sleeping muse.
“Hey, ba—“ the words falling to and end as he didn’t realize that Monroe was already asleep in their bed. Normally he was the one that was in bed asleep first, but that wasn’t the case this time. Should he be concerned? Or was it just the fact that Monroe had been working hard and late alot lately, so there wasn’t truly anything to be worried about. Nonetheless he tiptoes past their king sized bed and into the bathroom, getting out of his own work clothes before grabbing a shower and getting into his pajamas before crawling into bed with Monroe. Gently so not to disturb him and wake him up from his slumber he scoots close, roe being the little spoon as he nuzzles the back of his neck with his arms around him. “I love you, good night.” The words whispered followed by a gentle peck to his shoulder before closing his own eyes and relaxing enough he could fall asleep.
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🐝 * ― 𝑮𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑷𝒀 𝑿 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.
from the grump ❛ how can you be this cheery already? we haven't even had breakfast. ❜ ❛ just don't make a big deal out of this. ❜ ❛ you know i love you, right? ❜ ❛ i know, alright, i know i'm an asshole. but i'm trying here. ❜ ❛ i'm sorry. i didn't mean what i said earlier. ❜ ❛ do you always have to be so damn optimistic? ❜ ❛ nobody has ever made me feel the way you do. ❜ ❛ there's no way in hell i'm doing that. ❜ ❛ i'm not good with this whole stupid feelings thing. ❜ ❛ you make me want to be better. you make me want to be good. ❜ ❛ can't you just move on and forget about it already? ❜ ❛ i'm only doing this because you asked me to. ❜ ❛ you're the only one who has ever believed in me. ❜ ❛ you won't stop this until i say 'yes', will you? ❜ ❛ how are you so happy all the time? ❜ ❛ until i met you, i never thought i would've been capable of that. ❜ ❛ you're the polar opposite of me. ❜ ❛ whatever. i didn't think you'd care anyway. ❜ ❛ your optimism might be starting to rub off on me. ❜ ❛ why don't you give up on me like everyone else? ❜
from the sunshine ❛ come on, it's gonna be fun! ❜ ❛ see? i told you there's some good in you. ❜ ❛ you should smile more. you have such a beautiful smile. ❜ ❛ i'm so excited! there's so much i have planned for us. ❜ ❛ i was just trying to do something nice for you. ❜ ❛ do you always have to be so pessimistic? ❜ ❛ stop being so stubborn. i'm trying to help you. ❜ ❛ i knew there was a big softie under all that tough exterior. ❜ ❛ i always feel better with you by my side. ❜ ❛ sometimes you should let others in. ❜ ❛ light up, [name]. we're gonna be here for a while. ❜ ❛ why is it so difficult for you to accept a compliment? ❜ ❛ stay? i just ... don't want to be alone right now. ❜ ❛ just because i'm generally a happy person doesn't mean i can't have an off day. ❜ ❛ i'm not some helpless little girl/boy! ❜ ❛ you're not gonna get rid of me that easily. ❜ ❛ stop that. i don't want you to talk about yourself like this. ❜ ❛ of course, i remember! i remember everything you told me. ❜ ❛ let's go outside and dance in the rain. ❜ ❛ you don't mean that, do you? ❜
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🥤 - Bring my muse a drink
•Soft Intimacy Meme
A soft knock on the door to the office before he proceeded inside to find Tj still sitting at the desk behind the computer screen. Hey, why don’t you take a break? I brought you a bite to eat and something to drink.” Setting a paper bag of burgers and fries and drinks near him. Once the former first son got invested in paperwork for the bar it was next to impossible to get him away from it. He was good at it and liked to see for himself what was really going on and out of the place. Dean thought it was a good idea to be hands on too considering there were always ones going under because management left it to their employees to take care of. That wasn’t to say that they had bad employees; but this was his baby and Dean would never ask him to be different with it. “I know you’ve been at this all day and you forget to take care of yourself so please… do me a favor and at least drink that. I almost had to wrestle a lady in line to get the last of what they had.” A soft chuckle as he settles in one of the chairs that sat in front of the big desk.
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Soft Intimacy Meme
Send one to…
😴 - Curl up next to my sleeping muse
🤐 - Come to my muse with a secret
🧥 - Wrap a coat around my muse
💉 - Help my muse take a shot
✂️ - Cut my muse’s hair
🎈 - Bring my muse something to cheer them up
🤗 - Sneak up behind my muse and hug them
🎸 - Teach my muse how to play the guitar
🍙 - Bring my muse something to eat
🥤 - Bring my muse a drink
🍻 - Bring my muse an alcoholic drink
🌺 - Put a flower in my muse’s hair
🛁 - Take a bath with my muse
🚿 - Take a shower with my muse
🎮 - Show my muse video game cheats
⚽️ - Teach my muse a sport
🌱 - Plant seedlings with my muse
🤛🏼 - Show my muse how to throw a proper punch
📕 - Read to my muse
🧢 - Put a hat on my muse
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I hate the part of depression where you have a couple great and amazing days and then the mood tanks to the bottom pits of hell out of nowhere.
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accidentallymagic:
Scenario: Your muse is propositioning Remus in exchange for a spell
“You really think I’ll raise the dead just for a night in bed with you?” Remus tried to remain firm, but he relented within seconds. “—You a top or bottom?”
Desperate times called for desperate measures, and after a wild goose chase of finding a witch in the area that would deal with him-- this might be his only chance. “Yes.” a dead pan look in his eyes accompanied with a sigh. Dean hadnt been expecting that question that followed and stammered for an answer. ‘I uh-- what?...”
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