#im not in love with this at all but I hope you like it kasey!!

[mushiewrites]

3 and 4 for lee punz ler dream?

from this post!

my lil blondies <3 my drunz heart <3

3 -  “Let’s see what happens when I touch right here” / 4 - “Not the reaction I was expecting, but this is even better!”

(lee!Punz / ler!Dream : 406 words)

“Let’s see what happens when I touch riiiiight…..here!” Dream held out the word as he waved his hand through the air over Punz, who was trapped between the blonde and the corner of the couch in the dream team’s living room. Suddenly there was a hand squeezing above his knee, pinching hard and fast and making him kick his legs out with a squeal.

“Dream! Stohohop! You’re- you’re beheheing an idiot!” Punz squirmed against the couch cushions, sliding down the seat slightly and hiding his face in his hands as he laughed. He stomped his feet against the ground and shrieked when Dream added his other hand to the mix, now kneading into both of Punz’s thighs to make him scream. 

“Not the reaction I was expecting, but this is even better!” Dream watched as the older boy continued to squirm and kick, giggling along with him when Punz groaned through his laughter at the comment. He continued to thrash under Dream’s hands, sliding down a bit more and causing his hoodie to rise up the more he moved. The strip of pale skin caught his attention immediately, and suddenly a hand was digging into Punz’s lower tummy. 

“NOHOHO!” Punz wailed, stomping against the floor with the purpose of pushing himself back up to adjust his shirt. His hands flung down to grab at the fabric, but it was too late - Dream had snaked his hand under the hoodie, now scribbling up to his ribs as his other hand continued to squeeze at the boy’s thighs. 

“Geez, Punz, you’re really ticklish, huh? Looks like we might have to do some experiments…” 

“WHAHAT?! Nohoho! Fuhuhuck off!” 

“How about under your arms, Punz? Is that a bad spot?” Dream asked, his smirk growing bigger as Punz’s face turned bright red at the question. He watched as Punz subtly pressed his arms tighter to his sides, shaking his head from side to side as nervous giggles poured from him. 

“Oh Punz, don’t you know it’s wrong to lie?” 

Dream’s hands wormed themselves under Punz’s arms before he could answer, making him cry out with a squeak and falling into hysterics almost immediately. As much as Punz pleaded and begged for forgiveness, Dream was determined to explore the blonde boy’s spots and showed him no mercy. They spent the rest of the afternoon like this - Dream exploring all the sensitive spots on his friend as he laughed himself silly.

[inmyminditsreal]

Lego Is Life

Fem!reader x Spencer reid

Word count: 700 ish

Summary: Woken up by a very eager 8 year old daughter, Spencer and I crawl out of bed and indulge in Lego like true adults.

Warnings: sweetnessss

I'm supa tired so if this is rusty IM SORRRY!! also sorry i haven't posted in like 30 years. been tired and focused on school!! Hope you enjoy

Enjoyyyy!!!!

Spencer had just finished a case and as soon as he got home, he almost fell asleep while hugging me. I told him we should just go to bed, he agreed. So now we’re crawling into bed, finally able to get some sleep. Though, with an eight year-old daughter it’s very hard. Most nights we're woken up by bad dreams, the monster under the bed, that she puked, or that she wants to cuddle. We eventually both drift off to sleep, holding each other close. Until,

“Daddy! Come look at this!” Our daughter says as she bursts open the door. With a loud groan followed by a smile, Spencer crawls out of bed, picks her up and says,

“Where to sweetheart?"

“My bedroom!” She says with a stifled giggle. Curious as to what this mystery was, I crawl out of bed too and begin to follow them. I check my phone to see a whopping 1:37am. In the bedroom I see that Kasey has just finished building her Lego friends set.

“Awww that’s awesome sweetie.” I smile from the doorway with a yawn, and see Spencer give her a big high-five.

“I love it. Which one is this?” Spencer asks.

“This is the best waterpark ever. I call it Kasey’s Kool Slides, but cool with a k. It has all the cool characters and I can make them fight each other! It says you can add water to it! Can I?” 

“As long as you do in the living room, where there’s no carpet.” I add with a smile.

“So! Wanna play?” She zaps while looking at us with the biggest grin I've ever seen. 

We both look at each other with tired eyes and smile. “Absolutely.”

“YES! Okay so this is Emma, she’s my favourite and she likes Mia, Autumn, and Stephanie. But the other girls are their enemies! They’re the mean girls at their school.”

“Are they mean enough to give a tickle attack?” Spencer laughs as he throws her on the bed and tickles her into a fit of giggles. 

“Stop!!! Let's go to the living room and fill it with water!” She giggles as she escapes from his arms and runs down the stairs. 

“Are you sure you’re not too tired honey?” I ask Spencer, seeing his giant eyebags. 

“Of course. How could I miss out on this waterpark drama.”

I smile as he picks up the Lego set and walks down the stairs. Kasey has already cleared a big spot on the living room floor and filled a cup with water. “Are you ready?” She asks us both.

“Mhm.” I say, as we sit down by her and watch as she pours the water in with a giant smile. I watch as Spencer takes one of the characters and begins to fight with the one in her hand. She gasps and pushes his down the slide. Both of them, smiling like idiots. I join in  and they eventually tire eachother out. She collapses on top of Spencer, who has already fallen asleep on my lap. I snap a picture and gently wake him up,

“Spence, wake up its 3 in the morning. Honey, wake up.” I whisper while gently shaking his shoulder. His eyelids shutter and he looks up at me.

“Hi beautiful.” He smiles and shuffles his position.

“Don’t move!” I whisper-shout while pointing towards Kasey. He slips her into his arms, we both walk up as I pick up the lego set. In her room he sets her down on the bed and pulls the covers up slowly. She opens her eyes and smiles at us. 

“Goodnight mommy. Goodnight daddy. Can we play more tomorrow?” 

“I’ll see what I can do about that sweetheart. I love you.”  He says as he places a soft kiss on her forehead, and I do the same.

“I love you so so soooo much sweetie. Goodnight.” I whisper.

“I love you too.” She mumbles as she snuggles into her blankets. We turn out the lights and quietly shut the door. 

“She’s so cute, oh my god.” I mumble as we walk back to the room.

“So cute.” he says with a sleepy smile. I show him the picture I took of the two of them sleeping. He smiles and whispers softly,

“I love you so much.” While looking down at me. He collapses into the bed and I follow right after, crawling into his arms and drifting softly asleep.

[runawaydr3amerao3]

hi! how are you?? i hope you are having a good day! (im sorry if this message sounds a lot like a corporate email hahaha im at work watching tumblr xDDD)

i just wanted to ask you if you have a podcast??, i think i read that somewhere (or maybe i imagined that (i mean... it's totally possible 'cause im delulu)) if the podcast exists, can you send me the link? Thank you in advance!! p.d. i apologize if i made any mistakes! english is not my native language :) p.d.2 i love your tumblr!! p.d.3 im sorry for using so many exclamation points, im a millenial xD

First of all, never apologise for your English! As someone who only speaks English, you will never understand how impressive most of us find you and your fellow bi- or multi-linguals, let alone those of you who are bi- or multi-literate as well! 💐🥹

Secondly, don't apologise for your enthusiasm either! I'm a chronic exclamation-mark overuser. Also a Millennial. Is that a thing, the correlation? I'm an emoji tragic, too. I just accept these things about myself now. 🙃

Thirdly, you're so sweet! Thank you for liking my Tumblr! It's really just me gleefully hoarding and sharing all the cool things other people share, but if you're enjoying my curation, I'm super glad. 🥰

Lastly, you were close! I don't have a podcast myself, but my wonderful friends @talltalesandbedtimestories and @sam-is-my-safe-word do! It's the Idling In the Impala podcast (@idlingintheimpalapodcast), and it's all about SPN, the fandom, and the fanfiction. They had me on for an interview recently, which is what you might be thinking of. 🥲 There'll be a part two out in a few weeks, I think, where I sound much more chill and together (as much as I ever do. 🤭) after Sandra and Kasey helped me overcome some of my nerves about the whole thing. 💖

The entire podcast is wonderful, so I recommend it to everyone! I AM A SHILL FOR MY FRIENDS AND I REGRET NOTHING. Wait, we call it 'hyping' now, I think. Anyway. There are fanwork author/artist interviews, fic recs and dissections, podfics by Sandra, convention run-downs, fandom discourse, show meta, trope discussions, lubrication lessons from the Agent of Chaos and Kink, and so much more. 🥰 Check it out!

Thank you again for your lovely message. You made my day.

[slimeylee]

happy new years!!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

2022. it had its ups and downs, but in my personal opinion it was not that great. we have lost so many legends this year, as well as ive experienced some personal loss myself there's been, much backlash and negativity on the dream smp (specifically-- dream...) i truly hope that 2023 will be better! preferably, a video from technoblade on april first stating his magical come back xD

i think the happiest ive been for a year to finally be over with was 2020, but i think 2022 ties up pretty well with that

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despite 2022's downfalls, i have made so many amazing friends and met so many awesome people here, and im glad to call the people listed my mutuals <3 not in any specific order, lets be real they're all the best :]

@ransstrangeblog @mushiewrites @fluffallamaful @an-inkling-of @covenofwives @colourfulbreach @emmadoodlewrites @twordish-ler @kasey-writes-stuff @tickleblogger @the-new-ginger-switch @wilbyscoot @totallynotbat @themidnightfox @dallyhall @alexartist89 @someone1348 @ghoult1ckles @theybaltsxi @enderlees @coolbananas143 @amitlee @tickly-floof @sparkylee1 @skullerboo

if i missed any, i will probably edit this!

im so glad that i hopped on here and was able to make a great amount of mutuals :D lets go 2023 🎆

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my favourite fic ive made this year;;

hard to choose a favourite but i like this one a lOT lee!wilbursoot, ler!tommyinnit

my favourite drawing ive made this year;;

quackity my beloved <3

closest friend ive made this year (tumblr, specifically);;

@ransstrangeblog if you've never read my introduction page, fizz (or ran as most people know him) and me have interacted on here practically since my account was created i stole the idea of making this fanfic from star anddd i'd say thats basically how we became mutuals xD i've known xem longer than anyone on this app and im so grateful to call zim my friend <3 i love u ran if ur reading this lol/p

my most viewed post this year

this one. you dont know how many notifications i get saying stuff like-- "candy44694 and 11 others liked your post" "HAHAHA ok but come on THATS pretty accurate -slime" pls 💀

follower count -- i ended the year off with 160 followers! im so grateful for those who have supported me n my stuff!!!

🥂

cheers to 2023!!! mwa mwa mwa <3/p

-slime

[monggay]

HI FRIEND !!! ARTIST ASK GAME 4 6 7 9 11 14 29 ???

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

anything posed i can never draw anything with a pose more complicated than just standing there 😭😭😭😭 but also i looove love love landscapes and like, nature stuff but i never draw them 😢

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

hmmmmm not sure tbh i cant rly think of anything / i think of too many things that it cant rly be catergorized into anything coherent. a lot of my style was rly influenced by artists that i grew up on but i think ive gone thru a lot over the years and some of that influence has rly faded :( i used to be into rly cartoony artists like kasey golden a long time ago and i kinda miss how like, unique and not-same-face-syndrome-y i used to draw characters. i do tend to have a lot of design flairs that im still rly attached to and youll see them around from time to time LOL

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

uhhh oil painting? or like, painting in general i guess, im really terrible at it but i love it sm its so cool. its the opposite for charcoal tho its pretty fun to mess around with it but i have no appreciation for works with it :/// i dont rly like it especially if its like, just realistic stuff i think its boring if its just like. a straight up portrait with nothing else creative abt it 😭

9. What are your file name conventions

i usually just have it named w the charac im drawing in it and then with a number if theres more than one file w the charac so like scar.mdp, scar + timbertie.mdp, ace.mdp, YAMA3.mdp, str6.mdp, 2sgr3.mdp, or sometimes like, doodles.mdp doodles1.mdp doodles3.mdp doodles4.mdp doodles6.mdp usually when theres more than one character in the file. i used to put just number 1, 2, 3 etc as the file names so that theyd show alphabetically but it was rly better to have at least a name of what was in the drawing

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

i listen to music At All Times. first thing i do when i open my laptop i immediately open youtube to play music. i dont really have like a specific playlist for when im drawing something specific but sometimes i do get like. really into and obsessed w a song and just play that on loop. ive been rly obsessed recently w zild and the amazing devil

14. Any favorite motifs

i looooove love love love love yellow and the sun and sunflowers not quite as a specific motif but like. to show/ joy. happiness. hope. i eat that shit up 💛🫶

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

hmmmmmmm i dunno what exactly this means by media i love but doesnt inspire me, uhhh technically i can be inspired by anything i just dont do things. u can trust in me to romanticize Everything LMAO i guess like, realism? oh or i guess modern or minimalist stuff? i cant think of anything that fits this lol

[staliamazing]

tag game <333

this is just for fun as im in bed this morning :)

name: sarah

age: 20

location: australia

and now, think about your childhood and tell me -

did you have a nickname and is it still used? sare is used very often still! not so much sare-bear or anything sickeningly cute like that. i wish people called me sarz still </3

what did you want to be when you'd grow up? a baker for a while. i never had a clear vision i just flitted from random activity to the next hoping something felt long-lasting. still not there :)

your favourite cartoon: my little pony. i had a PHASE. i dont really like cartoons anymore at all though

your favourite TV show: dance academy and doctor who! also i would walk home from the bus every day and immeditaly put on gasp on ABC3 and rip open some arnotts scotch biscuits

your favourite book: i loved every book i ever read but diary of a wimpy kid, enid blyton, mr men anything! i started reading from a very young age (# autism # hyperlexia) and its always been one of my favourite things to do because escapism.

your favourite toy: i have two special plush boys from when i was a mere baby but i also loved la la loopsies, and barbies! i had a big purple bin of toys and some were in a hammock above my bed too.

your favourite thing to eat: i have been a picky eater forever but there was this fucking Fantastic restaurant near us which was a buffet! id get roast veggies, cheese, ice cream, custard and whatever was on offer and id go home sick every time, whoops!

your favourite school subject: all of them. take me back to the youthful desire for knowledge. our eco class was a special fave though where we'd go into the bush and learn about the land and how to care for it.

how did you spend your summers? i don't really remember tbh! going to dads parents, playing on my ipod, making up dances. i hated the summer holidays with a burning passion. school is where its at

did you listen to music? if yes, did you have a favourite band/artist? i listened to whatever mum or my sister listened to which ended up being a lot of aussie artists (ben lee, kasey chambers) and my sister bred my love for the emo trinity somewhat early on also.

and lastly, tell me something you did as a kid that your parents still don't know about: in kindy i faked being sick and went home on PYJAMA DAY (?!?!). i have no clue why but i think it had something to do with not enjoying being out of uniform. again - autism. my poor little goody two shoes heart probably couldn't help but feel like it was doing something wrong

[kaseyskat]

okay tumblr it is time im going nuts over this episode for so many reasons but the biggest one and the one that is actively killing me right now IS:

the parallels between the og trio and the calamity trio.

i'm going to touch on a lot but be warned this is just me rambling okay but there are. points i would like to make okay bear with me!

i think what i love about the og trio is that they all parallel the girls but at different points! probably the biggest example of this is how andrias throws barrel under the bus by association with leif- a parallel, i think, to sasha throwing marcy under the bus in true colors, locking her away with anne and the plantars despite marcy not Really being fully on one side or another. it's fun! fun to think about. the other direct true colors parallel here, of course, is how andrias goes after leif with his sword, aiming to maim, trying so hard to stop her from taking the box to another world- and unlike in true colors, here, he fails. he won't make that same mistake in the future :)))) there is also something to be said about how barrel, like marcy, seems to be the one more or less cast aside in favor of the other two in their dynamic; but we didn't really see enough to make a hard case for whether it's always like that. there's the idea of barrel being a soldier while leif is a gardener(sasha and marcy ideally, respectively), leif getting the vision just like sasha was the one who saw the mural, and so many others, it's SO FUN!!!

probably my favorite parallel, though, is the ones between leif and marcy, specifically in relations to the way they interact with andrias! finding ways to communicate to each other through code(with those glasses that andrias uses once again around marcy... isn't that so fun), leif's doodle mimicking the girls, that sort of thing. from what the episode highlighted, leif is a problem solver, a thinker, an inventor! her mannerisms just SCREAMED marcy to me, like it is no wonder she wormed her way into andrias's heart the way she did <3

other people have pointed this out, but even like... her begging for barrel to understand her decisions, that she's doing it for everyone. andrias going after her to stop her from going to earth with the box. that entire confrontation! was so good! and idk idk it just. it reminded me of marcy so bad.

the specific thing that has me desperately in my feels is just that. andrias gave marcy the room with a direct link to the basement... the gardens... it was leif's room. it was leif's room! and he was able to have FUN with marcy, they communicated in puzzles, they researched together, she helped him with lawmaking... for a moment, she WAS his leif, his best friend. no wonder he throws her confession in her face like that; it's a punishment he wanted to give to leif, a "look at what you've done" born of a thousand-year-long grudge, and i think he expects marcy to do what HE did when he himself was placed in that situation. "see, it's not so great on this side of things, is it? how do YOU feel being the one betrayed?"

except marcy doesn't do that. she chooses her friends. she continues to choose her friends, proving that she's better than andrias ever will be and once again showing that she's NOT andrias, she refuses to be him! and i think that's why he feels so much regret after giving her to the core. i bet it was real satisfying at first, seeing her hope get crushed and seeing where her loyalty to her friends lays... but that's what made her marcy, and he clearly is worried about her through the ep. now, i don't want a full andrias redemption he's done So Much Harm but. BUT. it's just. something about marcy "bad at making connections" wu being the one to get through to him. to remind him of just how much he loved his friends and how he misses them. that her genuine adoration of him was worth more than his father's conditional approval. i want to see it.

and this has been: kasey's post-ep ramblings! tune in next time for whatever the fuck happens in fight or flight </3

[someone1348]

Can I get CC punz

Absolutely Kasey! :] @kasey-writes-stuff

Lee and Ler Punz coming right up!

I was really feeling this picture so here we go!!

Lee!Punz:

-I think as a team we came up with the headcannon that punz has incredibly ticklish thighs and while I love that hear me out! Ticklish Hips as well!

-Like just imagine giving them a good squeeze and he just shoots up 15 feet in the air! Incredible!

-His giggles surprisingly are high pitched but also not at the same time, it's incredible

-He has this habit of fidgeting both in a lee and ler mood but when he's lee and wants tickles really badly he will rock back and forth on his heels until someone picks up on his behavior

-He's also more natrually upbeat so if the lee moods really bad he will start a tickle fight just to get tickled

-He's not going to ask ever, unless it's Sam but even then! It's rare!

-He's also one to curl up when he's tickled

-He's a soft roller, he rolls but its not aggressive it's quite adorable actually /p

-He'll pout/growl too if he's not getting proper attention or tickles, especially after he's asked and still nothing!

-He once smashed a cake in Sapnap's face for some tickles

Ler!Punz:

-I know I briefly mentioned this before in my Alphabet Headcannons one I did with Punz and in the lee Headcannons on this post but he fidgets often and picked up the Ler habit for just tapping on someone's ribs while they're hugging or cuddling, tracing patterns into the ticklish skin and other things like that!

-He's very big on the tickle monster role, he will get into it if given the chance, honestly he's just here to make his Lee/Lee's happy

-We were told that he's not afraid of revenge so when he does really tickle someone he's going all out (like he did with sapnap!)

-Speaking of that moment he will 1000% tickle somebody to get them to move or do something

-He likes tickle hugs alot I feel, so many spots and open opportunities to just get and keep a Lee in his grasp! He loves it! Especially considering his height, We love tall Ler's in this house

-He would send you that picture, Smirk and all with a text that says "The tickle monster will be waiting for you when you get home" or something along those lines just to make you flustered

-He loves teasing, he can absolutely dish out what he takes, he's not afraid of anything

-He will also use tickles to motivate his Lee

-He's very kind but can be ruthless

-Lesson of the day Never Underestimate Punz! :]

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Thank you for the ask Kaseyy! I hope you all enjoyedd! Im so sorry for the delay! Haha!

-K :]

[alwayssimmin-alwaysrantin]

Can I request a sim!!!!!! 🤗

How about a early 2000s emo/scene young adult, gender doesn't matter. (:

By the way I loveeee youuuuu

Omg I love you toooooo 💖😭 I hope I didn't do your request dirty O-O

(ALSO SORRY IM JUST NOW POSTING THIS :’) )

Details + Download (CC downloads not organized) under break~

Alexandra Sanchez - she/her

CC Included because I have gone through the search for it three times + finished and then lost all of the work when my mom used the computer and closed the windows, and I do not have the energy to do it again tonight, but I need to get this done lmao nvm I found a doc I made with the links lmao

CC links:

https://dreambot.tumblr.com/post/179430533349/dreambot-punk-bitch-scene-gloves-this

https://www.patreon.com/posts/51495513

https://wild-pixel.tumblr.com/post/170287684532/kasey-cardigan-accessory-hey-everyone-here-is-a

https://www.thesimsresource.com/artists/Pralinesims/downloads/details/category/sims4-accessories-female-necklaces/title/tattoo-choker-remake/id/1394019/

https://simlaughlove.tumblr.com/post/163327412088/sll-rainbownails

https://wildlyminiaturesandwich.blogspot.com/2017/02/knee-high-socks.html

https://stretchskeleton.tumblr.com/post/186988284013/12-maxis-match-y-eyebrows-18-ea-like-swatches

https://www.patreon.com/posts/bare-skintone-40506361

https://www.patreon.com/posts/strudel-46057443?epik=dj0yJnU9dEJuNVdKZHJyaE5lVV90Ym1MVzlHU2h5c2J1VVVLajQmcD0wJm49NVRSemw1U2lHOGdPY3duY19VdkJCZyZ0PUFBQUFBR0UxWjE0

https://sunivaa.tumblr.com/post/647450114891317248/clavicle

https://luumiasims.com/post/174867678324/a-definitive-cas-height-slider-plus-more-height

https://bloodmooncc.tumblr.com/post/647382272238059520/enoby-hair-i-guess-this-is-my-1000-follower

https://www.patreon.com/posts/34754817

https://www.thesimsresource.com/downloads/details/category/sims4-makeup-female-eyeshadow/title/lilith-eyeshadow/id/1445053/

https://www.thesimsresource.com/members/Willeekmer/downloads/details/category/sims4-makeup-female-eyeliner/title/smoked-out-liner/id/1529581/

https://www.patreon.com/posts/trix-outfit-pack-48347473?utm_medium=post_notification_email&utm_source=post_link&utm_campaign=patron_engagement&epik=dj0yJnU9bXI3LUNmSHJySFlfRGlmT3JKUmQxbkFvTlE3dTFmd2EmcD0wJm49dGdrOWlSaU9zWnRaZXo0MG1vRHFHQSZ0PUFBQUFBR0UyaHU4

https://sentate.tumblr.com/post/637287947689984000/sentate-x-trillyke-2020-trillyke-and-i-have-come

https://www.patreon.com/posts/44080297

Sim Download - here

[asunshinepuff]

That’s Our Coach!

🏒So some of us on the SW discord were talking about Remus now that the final chapter of SW had come out. And we came up with the headcanon idea that Remus had figured out a way to continue his summer coaching despite now being spoiler alert if you haven’t read it (but why would you be here if you hadn’t? GO READ THE FINAL CHAPTER!!) the newest player of the Gryffindor Lions. Naturally, I got inspired and thus had to write this fic. Honestly this is the longest work I’ve done in a while and I am so excited to finally be posting it.

Course, credit is due. This wasn’t just my idea. Thank you so much to @whataboutmyfries, @im-oknutzy-trash, @bkfstclubmember and @fadedgreenmittens for coming up with the details for this idea! I couldn’t have done this without you four!

Just a heads up, despite being an ice skater and knowing hockey terms, I have never ever written hockey before. So I apologise profusely if something doesn’t seem correct. As always, full credit goes to @lumosinlove for her amazing characters!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy! 🏒

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One Month Ago

Remus stopped at the boards smoothly, letting some of the ice spray as he hopped onto the boards of the bench. “Great practice everyone.” He exclaims with a smile, “Boys can you come over here for a moment?”

Fifteen boys, ranging from ages eight to ten skated quickly over to their coach, sliding into a halting stop - some less graceful than others which causes Remus to chuckle lightly under his breath before addressing the boys.

“Now boys, this is the end of our summer session. The next season is going to be a little different.” He explains calmly, trying to get a handle of his nerves yet excitement for what the Cubs’ reactions will be.

Naturally, this caused a chorus of assumptions all ranging from horribly bad to hilarious. 

“Are you leaving?” One boy, the loudest despite being the youngest exclaimed tearfully, and this caused a collective gasp before a chorus of the same comments. “Don’t leave Coach Remus!” “Yeah! You’re the best!” “Stay with us!” 

“Calm down, calm down. Don’t worry, it’s nothing like that.” Remus repeats a few times before the attention is back on his words, “I’m going to be playing for the Lions.” He finally announces with a smile, “And I’m inviting you guys to the first game at Hogwarts Stadium.”

He watches as his words resonate in each of the kid’s minds as they all collectively gasp, once again, with wide eyes and erupt into cheers. Most likely the smartest decision for him to currently have been seated upon the boards of the bench or else he might’ve been tackled to the ice by the Cubs.

Smiling, he watches as the boys skate off the ice and rush over to their parents, yelling “COACH REMUS IS ON THE LIONS!!!”

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Present-Day

The locker room was buzzing with excitement and it seemed to emanate through every player. Leo and Logan were somewhat geared up already, making some sort of competition out of a play fight by tasing the other’s side with their fingers.

It was interrupted by Finn who came sprinting from his stall and jumped onto Leo, and Logan broke down laughing at the sight. Kasey was on the floor of his stall, in the midst of stretching out his legs in the splits while he was in a three-way conversation with James and Talker.

James sat leaning forward as he was lasing up his skates, and Talker was drumming on the walls of James’ stall as he sat somewhat in the middle of the room. Meanwhile, Olli, Kuny and Nado were also set in a pretty energetic conversation in full gear. Dumo sat watching the boys with Sergei by his side, and finally, Remus and Sirius were the last ones to enter the room to get geared up.

Remus stopped for a moment, staring at the stall that was now his. Lupin #6 was written on the back of the brand new Lions jersey. It felt so surreal, yet, strange. Normally he’d be here early in the morning, setting up all the stalls exactly the way each team member preferred in order to not mess with superstitions. 

But now, here he was. Coming at the same time as the others, with Sirius by his side. He made it. And yes, he loved his job as a PT, and in some ways will miss it - he cannot deny the excitement that fueled the spring in his step. The urge and want to prove himself was here once again. 

He sent Sirius a smile before they part to their stalls. On reflex, he sat at his stall and fell easily back into his old routine for stretches, calf stretches before thigh, and then when he felt ready he began gearing up.

“Mon Loup, are you nervous?” A familiar voice says by his side, as Remus was beginning to lace up his skates. He looks up to see Sirius in just his under armor, as always before games, leaning against his stall and he cannot help but smile in return despite his nerves. 

“A bit more now that we’re actually here. But I’m excited.” He admits. Spotting the paper in his fiance’s hands, his eyes widen ever so slightly. This was really happening, he’s here. He’s on the Lions about to play his first game with his love and family by his side.

It still felt so new yet so right to call Sirius his fiancé, everytime the reminder comes to his mind he has to smile. He was just so happy. “Is that the starting line-up for the game?” 

Sirius nods, giving him a fond smile in return. Most likely assuming what was on his mind before he asked the question. However, there was some mischief, and pride within his eyes, he most likely read the lineup already. “Wanna join me for the read off?” 

“Absolutely.”

The couple makes their way to the center of the locker, in the midst of the chaos, and Sirius lets out a loud whistle before yelling, “Alright! First game of the season! Let’s kick the Habs’ asses tonight yeah?” That caught the attention of the team, as a series of answering shouts of approval, all of which amplified when the team caught sight of Remus in his jersey. 

“Let’s go Loops! Rookie up!” Finn yells, laughing as he rushes forward and gives Remus a high five. 

“Coach gave the line-up for tonight’s game.” Sirius continued over the noise. He looks to Remus with a smile before he turns to the team and starts off the line-up, “Starting tonight, in the cage, we got Kasey Winter!”

Remus leans over at the paper with a grin on his face as he takes Sirius’ hand as he decides to steal the next call, “On the left, we got James Potty-Mouth Potter himself.”

“On the right, we got the fastest on our side - Remus Lupin!”

“Loops on the ice!” Logan calls out, forming a chant followed by James, Talker, Finn, and Leo. Remus couldn’t help but laugh at the antics, this was really happening. In an effort to drown out the series of chants, he takes the next announcement. 

“We got Talker and Olli on defense!”

James, in his excitement, quickly stole the paper from Sirius’ grasp, yelling above his protests, “And of course on center, we’re making the power front line here. We got the man, the myth, the legend - Sirius Black!”

A chorus of cheers rang out for those announced in the lineup, progressively dying down as Coach Arthur came into the locker room, and then it was really business time. The last of the gear and jerseys were finally dawned, laces were laced up, and the team was getting into the right headspace for a game.

Remus stood at the end of the tunnel with Sirius by his side. “Gryffindor!” boomed Frank’s voice, which echoed down the tunnel in addition to the crowd’s loud cheers in response, full of excitement for the Lion’s entrance. “Are you ready?”

Ten... Nine... 

“Re? You okay?” Sirius asks, placing a gentle hand upon his own, that was tightly gripping the pole of his hockey stick. He gasps lightly as he lets his grip slacken, not realizing that his nerves had increased since entering the tunnel.

Eight... Seven... 

“I’m... okay. Just nervous.” Remus replies honestly, trying to give a reassuring smile at the concerned look upon Sirius’ face. Taking Remus’ opposing hand in his own, he runs his thumb comfortingly across the top and squeezes it lightly. “Breathe Remus, you’ll be okay. You’re not alone out there.” He says, as they walk hand in hand down the tunnel. 

Six... Five.....

“Right... Breathe. Just Breathe.” He repeats over and over momentarily, getting himself out of his head. “It’s just the first game.” He sees Sirius nod, out of the corner of his eye.

“You’ll be okay. And you’ll play so well.”

Four... Three... 

The camera crew within the tunnels, displaying the entrance on the jumbo screen within the stadium begin rolling the cameras as the team gets closer. Distracted, Remus gasps as he’s suddenly pulled back from following the team and pulled flush against a familiar chest. 

“What is it?” He asks, looking up at Sirius with a slight tilt of his head in confusion. 

It was strange, Sirius’ eyes were shining bright as he looked back at Remus. Probably trying to gauge how nervous he actually was at the moment he assumes. “Hey, Re?”

“Yeah?”

Sirius glances briefly to the cameras that were now focused on them since they were the last two remaining, before he tilts Remus’ helmet upwards slightly, and kisses him softly. As if they have all the time in the world.

Two... One...

As they pull away, he briefly lets go of Remus’ hand, only to gently place it on his cheek. “I love you. So much.” Sirius comments with a smile.

Remus can’t help but smile in return, leaning into the touch, feeling his nerves wash away as he looks into the eyes of the man he loves. “I love you too.” 

Zero...

“Your Gryffindor Lions!” Frank drew out the words and the lights within the stadium went crazy as the team appeared down the tunnel. The order was the same as usual, Kasey came first, goalie mask propped on top of his head as he skated out onto the ice.

Then Timmy, Finn, Leo, Olli, Logan, Evgeni, Nado, Sergei, Dumo. The only difference was that James came out right before Remus, who was now second to last, and it was his turn.

It was exhilarating, hearing the cheers as Frank called his name and he skated onto the ice, right foot first. It was smooth beneath his blades, bringing him to a sense of calm focus.

There was a sea of red and gold throughout the stadium, in addition to rainbow flags, his nickname was being shouted by multiple fans and as he skated to a section, there was a chorus of a different nickname being yelled which made him laugh. “COACH REMUS!”

Stopping at the glass he waves and pounds on the glass in return to some of the boys close up to the boards. “Hi boys! Enjoy the game!” He yells up, not fully expecting to be heard but nonetheless felt the need to.

When he turns to skate off and find Jules in the stands, Finn skates by, looking at him with wide eyes. “Loops, you have a lot of children?” 

“What?” He responds in confusion, turning back behind him to the team before looking back to Finn. “Oh… No. Finn, that's my cub’s team from summer.” He says, laughing.

“Gotcha. Hey, let them back after the game!” Finn says with a smile before continuing the loop around the rink, while Remus takes off once again, reaching close to the middle of the rink before he goes back to the glass, stopping in front of where his family has a front view.

Smiling, he watches as Julian rushes from his seat to the glass with the biggest smile on his face. Julian had his Lions beanie on as usual but for once, he wasn’t dressed in a Black jersey.

Instead, he wore the Lupin jersey that he had just gotten a few days prior, turning around briefly to show his older brother. The brothers place a hand on the glass on both sides, smiling at the other as they mouth to one another.

I love you Re!! Good Luck!!

Love you too Jules!

With a quick wave up to his parents in the stands, Remus took off once again, passing by his fiancé who was already at center ice with the ref who held the puck and the Habs’ center. Stopping at the boards, he was met by James who smiled at him.

Rolling his eyes, he quickly grabbed the gatorade blue he had put on the bench prior next to two bottles of water, not wanting to mess with his friend’s superstition despite him not needing to be in charge of it anymore. He flips the bottle towards him, earning a grin in response, “Blue.”

“Always blue.” He replies with a wink before he skates off to his position on the right. Sharing a look with Sirius, he smiles before looking to the Habs’ right winger in front of him. James joined them shortly after, and the six crouched, eyes on the puck. The ref dropped the puck shortly after, and the game began.

The first period went by in a flash. With the Lions being up 1-0. James narrowly managed to score a breakaway up the ice off of a clean pass from Remus and managed to break through the Habs’ goalie. However, the Habs’ defense was strong. The Lions needed to be at the top of their game.

In the midst of the second period, the Habs managed to tie the game 1-1. So, Remus decides to push a little harder. Puck in hand, he races through the defensive line of the Habs and manages to score. With a hat trick.

His hands up in a cheer and laughing to himself, he was suddenly slammed into the boards by Sirius and James, and there was a loud chorus of young shouts yelling “THAT’S OUR COACH!” that made the three players laugh.

In the stands, there was no one more excited than Julian, who was practically jumping up and down as if he was on a sugar high. The nine-year-old wasn’t even playing himself yet he felt adrenaline for his older brother. He was just so happy!

“Yeah Loops! You’re on fire today!” James says on his right, smacking his shoulder playfully as he pulls away, heading off to the Lions goal to give Kasey a high five, then heading off to Olli and Talker.

Sirius stayed behind, having the biggest grin as he watched Remus laugh with glee, kissing his cheek briefly before he speaks. “You got a hat trick!” 

“I did!” 

Remus is freed from the board, however, his laughter and excitement has not diminished in the slightest. Joining James and Sirius back at center, the second period continues. 

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🏒Hey you guys! 

Thank you so much for coming this far. I don’t usually like to put author's notes at the end of my works but this is an exception. And I have to admit, this one-shot took me a lot longer than I initially thought but I adore it so much.

Now, I have a question for you all.

I’m thinking of writing a second part to this (and possibly more than just another in the future), and making Lions Player/Coach Remus a regular au on my blog. What do you guys think? Let me know in the comments, a reblog with your answer or shoot me an ask with what you think!🏒

[justoneday-namjoonii]

forgive me

anon request: “I really love the way you write angsty stuff so if u want, can u write a scene where jungkook is like involved in illegal stuff like drugs or maybe he's a hitman, Y/N and Jungkook have a conflict about that because she's not happy with what he does, he gets hurt a lot but he enjoys his job and doesn't wanna give it up cuz he loves the thrill. It can be an emotional scene where Y/N tells him that she's afraid of losing him because of what he does. Honestly come up with anything, I don't mind 😂”

prompt: Jungkook is a druglord, you’re a waitress at a shabby burger place. He loves what he does and even though you try to ignore it, it scares you. You fear you’ll lose him if he doesn’t quit and he’s all you have. Your so called family are full of lies and if it wasn’t for Jungkook, you don’t know where you’d be. You wonder every night if the sirens you hear are for him—you pray it’s not for him. Secretly, he feels the same about you.

pairing: Jungkook x reader

genre: angst, drabble, mental health issues, mentions of murder, mature subject matter

author’s note: For the anon who requested this, this is for you! I hope you enjoy~ did i watch Truth be Told and decide to make the OC a twin? yes, yes i did

When you opened your eyes, you started to feel around for your cellphone. When you couldn't feel for it, you rolled over and yawned, it's probably under the bed. That's where its gonna stay too. As soon as you got home from work, you fell face-first into your bed and taking a shower was the last thing on your mind. But now you're feeling the stale department store smell on your clothes. It takes about two minutes for you to roll out of bed and realize you that Jungkook should have been here by now. You grab your phone and see two missed calls and a text from 2 hours ago.

jungkook💖💫: im sorry ill be over a little later baby, something came up 

jungkook💖💫: i miss you angel

You smile, he always misses you. And you miss him too, but you know he's probably out there in the slums of the city, doing what he does. How you lucked out with him, you have no idea. One night you were trying to call an Uber to get home from a birthday party at the club. It was around midnight and you had to work so you couldn't hang with the hardcore crowd. You went outside to call for a ride but you were being watched. Some guy kept catcalling, just outright harassing you. It was the scariest night of your life. You were telling him to leave you alone but he was drunk or high, either way, he wasn't all there. He snatched your phone. Just when you thought he was going to grab you, a black sports car, one you would have had to work two lifetimes to afford, stopped at the light. And before you know it, the man trying to get you is being dragged into the alley where he probably would have taken you. You remember being frozen, all you could hear was cursing and blunt force. The mystery man, whose car is still in the middle of the road, emerges from the dark corner between the buildings.

You were completely taken. The smile, the hair, the tattoos, and dangling earrings, paired with a striking gaze—he was an angel. He was so beautiful and he was just looking at you stand there with your mouth open.

"If there's one thing I hate, oh here you go," He hands you your phone and you get a nice look at his hand tattoo, "it's motherfuckers who can't leave women the fuck alone. Sorry you had to deal with that, but he won't be bothering you or anyone else after tonight, or use his hands again," He sighs, fixing his clothes a bit and wiping the blood from the corner of his lip, "are you okay?"

"Yeah, thank you," You slip the phone in your bomber jacket pockets, "not a lot of people would stop a stupid guy from bothering a girl they don't even know."

"Yeah, I'm Jungkook by the way," He introduces himself with a smile, situating his nice clothes, "do you- Um, did you need a ride? I'm not a creep I swear," He holds his hands up in surrender when you furrow your brows at the suggesting—great, now she thinks I'm a pervert. 

"I didn't stop that guy as blackmail to get laid, I just-" He pauses to grapple for the right words, "I saw you just standing on the curb and I know it's not safe out here-"

"If it's not any trouble," You interrupt his rambling, "I live about 15 minutes away, I was gonna call a ride but if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it. My name is Y/n, by the way."

That night changed your life forever. It was the first time you had wanted to kiss a stranger, the first night you ever came close to a soulmate. He confesses to having seen you in the club, he was at the bar, refusing offers from every girl from the bartenders to cougars out on the town, at least that's what you always thought. In that little fifteen minutes, you got to know very little about him but you felt so comfortable sharing things about yourself when he asked. He dropped you off and said if you ever needed anything, to give him a call. 

You never got to use the number because you ended up seeing him again. He showed up to your job, but he wasn't there for you, he was there for one of your money laundering and pill-popping associates. You were taking a break and for some reason, the break room was eerily empty. After you heard gunshots and the whole store went into chaos. You remember trying to leave and suddenly being swept away and into an outside electrical room apart of the building. You calmed down enough to realize that it was him but you were baffled.

"What're the odds that you would work at the same place as that bastard," He fiddles with the gun, tucking it to his side and flipping on the safety and pulling off his mask with a toothy grin, "do you remember me?"

"You?... Jungkook, how did you- Why are you-..." You make a small step back and swallow, scrambling to think of something to say. "Have you been following me like some creep?!"

"No! this is just a run-in by fate, I swear I didn't plan it. I'm not even supposed to still be here but I couldn't just leave, not without saying something to you."

"Okay...What do you want to say? I have to get back on the clock." You look him up and down, his all-black clothes and heavy boots intimidating but alluring in many ways.

"Wanna grab a coffee?"

For some reason, you said yes to the familiar stranger.

"Sure- I mean no! No, I can't Jungkook, I have to get back to work-"

"Trust me, just come with me," He extends his hand for you to take and smiles, "you won't regret it."

You took his hand and never looked back.

* * *

Nights like this.

When it's too early to ruin his life and too late to pretend like he wouldn't care. So when he shows up to the lounge to enforce an unpaid debt from a client, he leaves with bruised knuckles, two grand, and a rush of adrenaline. He went a little hard on the guy, but can you blame him? He messed up his plans. Tonight is date night, also known as 'crash at your place' night. It worked out though, you had to work late so he wouldn't be too tardy. Judging by the fact that you haven't answered your phone, you must be knocked out.

He slips his hand into his pocket and fumbles with his keys until he finds the one to your apartment. When he walks inside he hears the sink on and smiles to himself, you must've just woken up. 

"Baby, it's me," He announces himself, "how was your day?"

"Fine," You step out in your work clothes, still trying to get your earrings out, "as fine as a day working for the devil could be." 

"That bad?" You take note of the silk black shirt that's rolled up to his elbows, letting you see his beautiful sleeve of tattoos. When he comes dressed like this, and smelling like smoke you know he's been out into high-end clubs. The way some of the women look at him makes you feel small and a little self-conscious. But he always reassures you that you're who he wants, not some woman who sees him as an experimental one-night stand. When he tells you to meet him in the restroom because he needs to tell you something, you're reminded that you're all he wants.

"She screwed the schedule. My only day off was taken because her favorite, Kasey, has to go out of town."

He unbuttons the buttons on his shirt with deliberate fingers. "You walked out on a job for me before, remember that?" He smiles, letting his shirt fall from his shoulders like a dream. A bruise on his upper arm catches your attention but you don't say anything. "If you're not happy, just leave. I can take care of you, you can be my sugar baby."

"Yeah, my step-mom would love that, I could see it now," You cringe at the thought, "Hey, just a heads up, I'm not working or married but I have a sugar daddy who pays all my bills and lets me use his money for free, oh, he's also a drug lord. She'd really think highly of me then." 

"Fuck Carol, she's a judgmental priss anyway," He comes up to you, hands finding your waist, "why do you care what she thinks about you?" 

"I don't care what she thinks, but if she finds out she'll tell my dad and I don't want to hear it from him. If he pretends to not be disappointed by the lesser-twin one more time, I'll actually cuss him out...He's such a liar, he lied to my mom and he lies to me.”

"Quit saying that," Jungkook grabs you under your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist so he can sit on the edge of your bed, "you're not the lesser-twin, you're the cute and sexy twin." You sit back on his thighs and you both laugh at his attempt to lighten your mood.

"Well, I'm not a successful surgeon and I'm broke as hell, but at least my boyfriend thinks I'm cute." His hands find their way to the hem of your shirt and pull it over your head, revealing a disappointing tank top.

"See, this is disappointing. Why are you wearing a tank top? It's a hundred degrees outside." He sighs, looking up at you like a pouting little kid.

"Because I want to," You grin, brushing his hair from his brows, revealing a scratch, "you're cut."

"Yeah, had a run-in with an old friend, we're obviously not friends anymore."

"You should take me with you on these deals and stuff, I'd make a great bodyguard for you," You joke, "if you showed me how to use a gun."

"You?" He giggles at the image of you secretly acting as a bodyguard, a dagger, and a gun in a garter under a skintight dress. "That's not a bad idea, they'd be too distracted looking at how fucking beautiful you are to see you as a threat."

"Yeah, I always saw as the Bonnie & Clyde type of couple," He leans up to kiss you and you smile through it before he pulls away, "eh, you need to shower, you smell like weed."

He furrows his brows, a snarky smile on his mouth. "And you smell like French fries, but I still kissed you.”

"Touche." You can't argue with that, the French fries smell gets to you too.

He picks you up, carrying you to the bathroom with a beaming smile.

"Let's shower then."

 * * *

A deal went bad, he got grazed by a bullet and spent a few hours at the emergency room.

When he pulled in to the driveway and saw your car, he sighed in relief—he was hoping you'd come. After work, you had come by earlier to clear your head and take a breather from your cramped apartment and rowdy neighbors. Ever since his 'new position' he was put up in this huge mansion, equipped with a full staff. Luckily, they were off tonight so no need to keep quiet.

It's getting late and you've been trying to watch a baking show to stay awake but it was getting difficult. He hadn't called or answered any of your calls or texts. When you hear the garage door open, your heavy lids lift and you yawn, trying to wake up so you can tell him how your day has been.

He opens the door with a deep sigh and he's glad you can't see the thick white bandage on his upper arm and tired shadows under his eyes because of the dim lights. "Jungkook, it's so late..." You mumble, sitting up. "what took you so long?"

"Yeah, baby, I just had a mix up with someone who owed the group a lot of money, they, uh- They opened fire and we had a lot to clean up." He offhandedly mentions that and goes to the bathroom to change and you just wait for him.

The painkiller is wearing off but he manages to brush his teeth and slip into some sweats and a t-shirt. After flicking the light switch off, he falls into bed with a heavy exhale. Glad to finally have him close so you can tell him about your terrible day, you turn to hug him, and instantly a wince of pain leaves his mouth. 

"Sorry," You giggled, thinking he was just kidding until you see the bandage on his arm, "Oh my gosh," You sit up, hand reaching for his bandage with concern in your brows, "what happened?"

"It's nothing baby, I was grazed by a bullet and had to go to the ER," He spares you a weak grin, hand rustling through his damp locks, "but it's nothing, I feel fine."

It's always nothing to him. You lean down and place a gentle kiss on his forehead, one he would normally place on you. Nights go by and you know he's out there risking his life, not thinking how devastated you would be if one night he doesn't come back.  

He caresses the apple of your cheek, lips parting when sits up to try to kiss you, but you pull away.

"Hey, I've had a long day I just want to kiss you," He sits up now, "talk to me." 

"Talk to yourself, I'm going to sleep."

"Where the fuck is this coming from?" He glares at you, tone firmer than before. "Y/n, cut the crap. What's the problem?"

"Jungkook, there's no problem I just worry about you."

"I don't mean to make you worry," He speaks softly, "but you know this is what I do, I can't stop now, even if I wanted to."

"I know," Sadly, "but you're all I have."

He tilts his head, a bit confused. "What happened?"

"My sister called when I got off of work. My dad isn't doing well, his liver is in terrible condition and he needs a transplant...He's on a wait-list now." 

Knowing the severed relationship you have with your family, he treads lightly when requesting this. "Do you want to go see him?-"

"No!" You snap. "Why would I want to see him? This is what he gets for killing my mother."

"Y/n, you don't mean that..." Jungkook gets uncomfortable when you enter that head-space, you become ruthless in your words and your eyes glaze over with something he has yet to understand.

"Why not? It's true. He was cheating on her, that's why he never came home and she thought something was wrong. So drove out in the middle of the night during a storm and ended up crashing into a tree, because of him. My sister has always defended him, but I think it's because she didn't like mom either...The two of them may have cried at the funeral but I know them, they were glad she left us. That's why I need you, Jungkook, I don't have them or want them..."

"Y/n, you have to learn to forgive them for whatever you think they did, it's going to drive you insane if you don't...Fuck them, spend your energy on us, okay?"

"I'm already insane, I'm with you, aren't I? You come close to being killed every week, and it bothers me to think you might not come home...But I'll go through that if it means I get to have you, I love you, I only love you..." You lay your head on his shoulder.

He’s your angel.

You aren’t sure what you are to him.

[katierosefun]

creator tag

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. Tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works! 

thank you @kckenobi​ and @pandora15 for the tag!! <3 so here are the works, in no particular order and also oh gee i am so sorry this got so painfully long you can tell i’m procrastinating on my final + also i just tend to run my mouth when im talking about writing asdffd

to these memories (After Darth Sidious is defeated, everything changes. Some for the better, others not so much. Mostly better though. (Or: Anakin becomes a dad. Rex rehabilitates clone troopers who no longer want to be a part of the army. Ahsoka gets a call from an old friend. And maybe Obi-Wan finds out it’s not just his enemies who don’t stay dead. Basically, everyone gets the happy ending they deserve.)

so this was my first major longform tcw fic, and i just. i have a lot of feelings about this fic, mostly nostalgia and lots of gratefulness. first of all, i think i met a lot of super cool people through this fic, and i also? just? idk, this was a major project that i kind of worked on to cope with post-tcw sadness + also just. general sadness about the world’s situation. writing this story was actually super healing for me, mostly because i just. really wanted to have something where happy endings existed. 

so this really...was an experience, and i’m so super grateful for everyone who read along. to this day, whenever i get a comment about this fic, i feel super happy because it makes me feel glad to know that there were some people who took comfort in this work, because i really wanted this fic to have that kind of effect on people. :’) 

there they are (Right before Ahsoka leaves for Mandalore, Rex distracts Bo-Katan so she could give her family a proper goodbye. (There's hugging. We just needed our trio to hug.)

i think this was one of my first tcw fics of 2020, and. i just remember impulse writing this after watching old friends not forgotten because i was just. so sad that we didn’t get an anakin and ahsoka hug or a trio hug or anything. i understand why they didn’t--like, i really, really do, but. but i think if there’s a theme i’m going through this year, it’s ‘this was sad, so i’m gonna make it happy!!!’, so...as my masterlist puts it, ‘dave filoni said no trio hug, so i said fine, i’ll do it’. 

uhhhhh, how very unusual of me, but!!! probably my working on a new original story. i’ve got the fourth draft of another story siting in the background, but. this other story idea came at me, and five outlines later, i started this story. i’m about three chapters down now, but. a snippet of the prologue: 

“Well…it’s also a rather important story,” Rosalind said. “Do you enjoy stories?”

“I want to be a writer,” I blurted, and I stopped at that. I fiddled with my mug, heat that had nothing to do with the hot chocolate or the fire rushing to my face. Silly, oversharing me—oh, what a young, lonely child I was back then. So desperate for conversation that I had grown out of practice and resorted to sharing details that the average stranger would not care for.

But then again, these were not the average strangers—although I’m sure you’ve figured that for yourself.

“Yes,” I said meekly. “I enjoy stories.”

“Well,” Dae said after some time, “it’s good that you’re a writer.”

I lifted my head, and this time, I saw Dae and Rosalind smile at each other. A softer smile, one that made me feel suddenly dreadfully, dreadfully lonely.

“You might want to write this down,” Rosalind said at last. 

And so I did. 

*and cue the actual story* i won’t say too much because adsfsdfsfd talking about my original work makes me feel awkward + also i am constantly in fear of people stealing ideas even though,,,even though i know the only person who can write this story is me, anyways, but uh. i will say that i have a plan for a five-part series that’s basically about a witch and a princess. there’s a prophecy in the background. there’s magic. there’s rivals to friends to enemies to lovers. there’s father figures + big sister figures + found family + ancient kingdoms + the real world blending with the fantasy world + uh i’ve said enough okeee bye that’s it

the moment was enough (The war ends. Ahsoka and Obi-Wan try to work things out since the last time they actually saw each other.) 

it had been a long while since i had written anything that was really just about ahsoka and obi-wan, but. i think everyone knows that i really love my grandpadawan and grandmaster duo? idk, this fic really made me feel things because i was thinking a lot about how obi-wan and ahsoka had left things. i wanted to make it pretty clear that they both clearly care about each other a lot, but like. also. there’s still some hurt there. i just had so much fun writing this, because obi-wan and ahsoka are such an underrated duo and i love them :’) 

loose stitches (The discovery and aftermath of Maul. Anakin and Ahsoka find themselves pacing in front of the Council chambers multiple times. They might have taken Obi-Wan to Dex’s. Something might have unraveled, only to be stitched back together.) 

kasey before you say anything pls know that i would talk about this fic until literally the day i die i am sorry if i am making you feel self-conscious--but anyways this was a collab with the ever-talented, ever-wonderful @kckenobi. so uh, quick story which mayhaps i might not have told anyone before, but whatever, i’m listening to evermore and therefore have no choice but to be emotional huh--this fic was like...one of the first collabs i’ve ever done? in general, collaborations were always something that made me nervous because it required lots of vulnerability and honesty, and there’s a side of me that’s very obsessed with having this image of Neat Writer Who Has Coherent Thoughts (which,,,doesn’t even exist so why was i obsessed? no idea). so that said, this collab was just. so wild + wonderful because it really was, first of all, such a cool, magical experience. there’s something so amazing and insane about passing words back and forth and like, even a screen apart, there’s something magical about like. sitting down at a laptop at the end of the day and feeling like you’re about to step into a portal where it’s just two people trying to spin a story. writing with kasey was just such a wonderful, absolutely magical experience, and i’m really glad that we got to write this story + the many more that we did. just. there’s something really personal and beautiful about writing until 1, 2, 3 am when the world’s asleep. anyways. magical. 

asdfsdfd i’m very sorry that this got so incredibly long, but!! that said, 2020 was a hard year for lots of different reasons both personally + because of *gestures at the world* but. like. i’m really, really glad that i got back to writing clone wars fic this year, because i’ve met so many wonderful, wonderful, wonderful people here, and. yeah. y’all are my serotonin suppliers, and i do refer to a lot of people here as ‘oh yeah, my friend and i were talking the other day about...’ and ‘why are you smiling?’ ‘oh, just something a friend said--’ and. yeah. i hope y’all have a wonderful, wonderful rest of the year + also a wonderful life because y’all are simply the best :’)) 

no-pressure tags: @lightasthesun @meandmyechoes @soplantyourownflowers @ilonga @sonderwalker @mytardisisparked @60sec400 and really, honestly, anyone else who wants to!!! <333 (like. i mean it. literally. just tag me and lemme scream encouragements at you.)

[lovenee]

hello miss kasey... of the kasey household... may i interest u on monmon updates.... 🤲🏻🥺🐈 she is turning 5 months old this month auntie kasey!!! a growing baby!! 🤩🤩🤩 but nothing's changed! she is still craving MISCHIEF!! 🔥 WRECKING HAVOC! 🏃‍♀️💨 ok! then! bye miss kasey! sending so much smooches and hugs to you, pizzapi, george and cody! 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖 i hope u all r safe healthy & happy always! 😗😗😗🧸🧸🧸🥺💖🥺💖🥺🥺

also.... monmon has a ..... boyfriend 😳😳😳😳 their love is seperated by... my house door.. 😑 she is still a baby!!! no dating yet!!! 😤😤😤 whenever he comes around and i call her like "monmon!!☺️" SHE NEVER REACTS! SHES TOO ENAMOURED BY HER MAN! 😑😤.. kids... they grow up so fast 😓🥺😭

look at that babieeeeee she is growing up so fast 😭😭😭😥🥺 she has a BOYFRIEND i can not BELIEVE 🥺🥺 where does time go!! where! does! it! go!!!!

sending lots of hugs and smooches to u and miss monmon miss skixns im (&pizzapi&george&cody) love u!!!! muahmuahmuah!!!! 😚💞😚💞😚💞🥰😳😻💕

[lanamemories2]

Startled by the sound of his door opening, Lana turned after making her last adjustments. She’d been hanging his birthday gift by his window, a prime spot for the breeze to stir if the latch was undone. Strung up on a homemade mobile, one she’d recruited the help of various minions to make, dangled twelve separate origami animals, each a different colour. All had a personalised message from one of Dom’s friends, if you spread the paper flat to read them.

Ducky’s said ‘cool guy :)’ and was folded into a bear. Navy white pinstripe. 

Philly’s only had a little goblin doodled on holding a fistful of socks. The paper was an expensive kind, white with mint and lilac glitter. Folded into a caterpillar. Lana liked this one because caterpillar’s have butterflies inside them and she feels the magic in Philly is sourly overlooked by the general population -- she’s the most likely person Lana knows to sprout wings and fly away.

Viktor’s was far too explicit with a recurring mention of cock. It could not be included in the gift.

Maggie’s was a wolf. Lana drew a little smiley face below the snout that wasn’t quite fitting, but it felt friendlier, that way, more Maggie -- paired with a dainty floral paper, too. It had a quote written on from Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. “She rested her head against his and felt, for the first time, what she would often feel with him: a self-affection. He made her like herself.” It finished with “love you, Maggie x”. 

Marlowe’s was a tiger. Flame orange, eye catching. On it, it said: ‘anyone who's put up with my shit for almost four years deserves a medal of some kind... like pinned to their lapel and personally engraved and everything. i got outbid on ebay so I don't have a fancy medal to give you...so instead i'll just say, you're a good guy dom evans! and I hope you have a fucking awesome birthday man. if anyone deserves only good things its you :)‘.

Rosa’s was folded into a monkey. Pink paper, in the end, because Rosa makes Lana think of love and blushing and sunsets. ‘dom i can't believe you're 23 today, you're an old man now!!! when i was just an embarrassing 12 year old and made those happy 15th bday shirts for you i was so obsessed with you because a small part of you thought you were an angel on earth and you'd come to protect me but it's nice to know now that we can protect each other. i'm still going to wear those 15th bday shirts for the rest of the week so everyone knows, i think your life is the most celebration worthy thing in existence. and if you want to know i am, in fact, hoping that i never marry so that by the time i'm 35 we can just run off together, preferably with franklin in tow, and have a worry free life, it's what you deserve. i love you forever dominic james evans!!!‘

Kasey’s was a fish in a pastel shade, sweet like a ripe peach. ‘Happy birthday Dom, you're the best of the best!!‘

Jude’s was a sloth. Deeper blue. Lana hassled him to write Dom one despite the fact they aren’t even particularly close. On it, he wrote: ‘Dunno you that well but you seem alright. Lana’s pacing as I write, clearly riled her up enough. Saw your ass in full view, high definition. Was decent. Good work soldier. Back to the trenches. Happy birth and shit.’.

Gunner’s was a dog. She did her best to capture the essence of a golden retriever with yellow paper, given that this was his family pet’s breed. Notably, she drew a very large dick onto the origami between it’s legs -- assuring Gunner Paxton’s legacy wasn’t overlooked. ‘in first year i had a hard time making friends and you saw me struggling in the caf when i sprained my wrist so you offered to help me cut up my food and i thought it was weird but it was the first time a stranger showed me care in such a specific way now i always feel cared for with you and it's nice so thanks for being you and happy bday‘.

Jack’s was a lion. Below the paper mane Lana wrote ‘NOT UGLY’ in small, block font, almost fashioned like a collar. The paper was faded black and white, referee striped -- tribute to his time coaching little league. Unfolded, it says: ‘dearest cousin Dominic, you are my favorite cousin even when you peed on me that one time at the beach because you said it would keep the jellyfish away. thank you for always throwing the football around with me and even being okay with it if i threw it too hard and it hit your nose and made it bleed and we had to tell my dad you tripped over a rock. happy birthday let’s get fucked! Love Your Best Friend, Jack Hall :P’.

Will’s was a shark, folded from paper slicked to look like an oil spill, gleaming in the light -- dark and technicolour, all at once. Lana drew sunglasses over the eyes. ‘sorry i tried to dye your hair purple that one time. you're kind of great even if statistically you shouldn't be since you're an RA. that's fucking bizarre of you, by the way. you seem to be one of those people that's genuinely good which is also fucking bizarre but i figure if anyone around here deserves a good year, it's you. happy fucking birthday don't die xoxo‘

Marla’s was a pigeon. Oxblood red. She wanted a vicious city-dwelling creature that feasted on the flesh of abandoned McDonald’s fries. ‘you are more worthy than a thousand plates of ikea meatballs. you can seize life by the balls. the meatballs. extended meatball metaphor. you are a leaf floating on an amber river. you are a cherry blossom caught in a ceiling fan. if auras existed yours would be INCREDIBLY fucking sexy. you will live a long life and father approximately 333.3 children.’

Noah’s was a sky blue dog with a doodled strand of wheat from it’s mouth. ‘hey man happy birthday :) not to get all sappy but im really grateful to know you. don't know if luck is real but if it is, hope this brings you some of the best of it there is’. A drawing of a little four leaf clover after the message.

There was a thirteenth string without anything attached and Lana almost took it as an omen of how unlucky it was, her opening up in this way, how much she’d come to see it as a curse. But she held it in her hands, anyway. A swan as white as the Betta fish she’d pointed out as him at the aquarium. Wishing star white. Whiter than an angel. The most Dom paper she could think to fold it from, when she woke up and realised she’d been dreaming about him. 

“Hey,” she breathed with a laugh, cat burglar caught with the ruby in gloved hands. By all practical accounts, she’d broken and entered. “Charmed my way in. Wanted to, um... Was meant to be a surprise, like, an in and out job, and... I told some other RA Gunner left his inhaler here and he went all crazed, like, Action Man, whipping out a master key. Totally Oscar worthy. Should probably... let him know Gunner isn’t dead, later, but. Wanted to give you your present. It’s, um... I mean, it’s everyone,” came as she sifted gently at Philly’s caterpillar, smile bubbling to the surface. “I got them all to write you stuff. It isn’t, like, crazy, or anything, but.” Lana wet her lips, excitement overflowing -- she couldn’t seem to smother her smile. “This... is mine.” That did it. It faded as her eyes dropped. She pinched the swan delicately in both hands, then, blood rushing in her ears -- it provided amusing contrast, the coy blush in her cheeks with the devil horns she’d slid into her hair, a costume nobody had asked for. “Kinda wrote it... a while ago. It’s -- I don’t know,” she second guessed, laughing again at how dumb she was sure she sounded. Gestures like this always scared her, when she really meant them, felt like far too much. “You can read it, if you wanna.” @domfm​

[queer-starling]

Flower ask: also all of them. you get to suffer with me >:3€

oh darlin’ we’re in it now huh

Alisons: Sexuality?

homogay

Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?

she/they | all gender will be shot on sight

Amaryllis: Birthday?

sept 23rd

Anemone: Favorite flower?

monkshood

Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?

stranger things or ghost adventures

Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger?

like? distance? a couple miles probably

Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?

“We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little lifeIs rounded with a sleep.” William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Aubrieta: Favorite drink?

wild cherry capri sun

Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

ima change that to ‘kiss the last person u thought abt kissing’ bc YES

Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?

*jenna marbles voice* hell yeah!!

Baneberries: Favorite song?

waiting for the end - linkin park 

Basket of Gold: Describe your family.

chaos

Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?

i have too many to list !!! brandi, kasey, you, liz, ivy, nick , just to name a few!!

Begonia: Favorite color?

blue uwu

Bellflower: Favorite animal?

foxes !! and opossums

Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?

night time babey

Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?

either a fox or an opossum or a raven, i think

Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

i wanted to be a vet !!!

Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?

theyre ok as long as theyre not screaming and/or mine

Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?

i don’t liike vomit bc. nastey (trauma i think) and i don’t like old ppl well. i dunno why? they’re just so old and fragile and helpless and sometimes they’re really mean and idk i think it’s like something to do w death or something LMAO idk. also i just hate the idea of becoming old and having to rely on other people ?? hhh

Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.

i was bullied a lot

Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?  

realistically? probably playing dead by daylight with my girlfriend ADFSGRHYUTR

Buttercup: Relationship Status?

happily taken 

Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?

ireland, scotland, alaska, greece

Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?

whenever my friends or family tells me they love me but esp when u text me goodmorning or when we say our goodnights sorry im gay haha

Canna: Do you have any tattoos?  

i have. uuuuhh 6

Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?  

no!!! i want some tho :(

California Poppy: Height?  

i think im like. 5′5 or something? give or take an inch ?

Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?

oh absolutely. my house is haunted as we speak

Carnation: What are you currently wearing?  

bmth hoodie and pajama pants w foxes all over them. i just woke up lol

Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?

yeah i always keep one on in the bathroom

Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?  

my sister bc she came home from college yesterday

Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?

ask me in like. a little over a month from now ;)

Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?

FONT??? the animal crossing font

Columbine: Are you tired?

oh absolutely

Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?

thanksgiving, christmas, seeing my gf, magfest

Coneflower: Dream job?

idk if it’s a job but i just wanna own like. a ranch that takes in all sorts of animals and takes care of them

Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?

introvert 

Crocus: Have you ever been in love?

ooooh yeah

Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?

i mean. depends on what they want/need. distance wise? i’d travel the known universe for u  

Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?

he was a plaid teddy bear his name was Stanley!!!! i miss him :( but now i have Little Moon God as my favourite stuffed animal 

Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?

Libro

Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?

Working in Yellowstone is something I’ll never forget

Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?

well. hmm. i was gonna say flying to yellowstone but maybe driving to north carolina by myself bc driving long distances alone to places i haven’t been before gives me hella anxiety (i’m better now)

Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)? 

i don’t pay rent in this house to listen to their opinions lmao. 

Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?

you, i think, when we said goodnight last night!!! EDIT: you this morning!!

False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?

being bad at dead by daylight

Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?

dead by daylight

Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?

(little over a month now but uhhh) GOT A UH ......GIRL.....FRIEND ...... GOT TO VISIT GIRLFRIEND ........ and got the windshield finally replaced in my car 

Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?

i dont know! so far ive laid in bed now im at my computer answering this. not too bad. my shift is only 4 hours today. 

Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?

for the most part, i’m pretty content, yeah

Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?

MOVE OUT 

Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?

my friends, my mom, my sisters, my girlfriend, my bastard dog

Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?

metal   

Hellebore: How do you show affection?

what does this mean. physically, i’m very affectionate, i just. don’t show it alot bc anxiety/i overthink. that and i constantly tell ppl i love them and what they mean to me 

Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?

whoever is reading this

Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.

wake up next 2 a cute girl. take way too long to get up. go climb mountain w cute girl. vibe on mountain w cute girl. go to waffle house 2gether. gome home and vibe. play video games or watch a movies/tv w cute girl.  

Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?  

i like to make art or play bideo jame

Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?

oh gosh i dunno. the ones i’ve known the longest are kasey and brandi, and i’ve known them both around/over a decade i think. we met in middle/highschool!

Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?

you, ivy, liz

Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?

so many 

Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?

idk man but i remember when you said u had a crush on me and then i posted a selfie and u were like ‘OH NO SHE’S CUTE” and like ??? idk i think that was definitely the first compliment to ever shock me LMAO 

Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?

6.9/10

Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?

my tattoos

Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself? 

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kGGViLwHEUk

Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?

i liked to play zombies ate my neighbors on the sega genesis !!!!

Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?

eliza !!!! we lost touch a few years after i moved away :(

Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?

ima be real everything makes me feel guilty

Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?  

aaaaaa the whole abi/moon incident 

Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?

my name is fox. it means i like foxes

Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.

northern virginia babey !!!! that place fucking sucks!!! but everyone who lives up there thinks they’re hot shit. 

Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?

i had a bunkbed and i think the walls were pink 

Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?  

😬 i’m just gonna say i’m much happier now and i’m coping with life and shit a lot better  

Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.

she’s sweet and funny and i love her so much!! she always does the Most for everyone, sometimes to the point where she isn’t concerned abt herself and i see where i get it from. but yeah my mom is great, my dad doesn’t deserve her 

Onions: Tell about your dad.  

source of a lot of trauma and why i have so many issues regarding men. i don’t wanna talk about him anymore LOL he doesn’t deserve the attention

Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.

my dad’s mom is becoming senile and i think she’s racist and queerphobic. my mom’s parents disowned her a few years ago so we don’t talk to them anymore 

Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?

i dunno. i don’t try to remember my birthdays. whenever i can go to busch gardens for my birthday i usually have a lot of fun there. 

Peony: What was your first job?

if you don’t wanna count working w my mom as a florist, target was my first job back in 2016. i found my name tag the other day , actually

Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?

WELL, i know you followed me on here first. and then twitter?? but we didn’t really start talking until stranger things 3 came out (thank u stranger things) PHYSICALLY, we didn’t meet until fursonacon (haha. i remember when u texted me that u got to the hotel and i came down to help n i saw u unloading yr car and it was then that my brain was like OH NOOOOOOOO and my heart was like OH YEEEEAAAAAAAH) 

Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?

physical, mental, or emotional? i play a video game or listen to loud music

Pink: Where is home?[

somewhere in appalachia i can feel it in my stupid soul 

Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change? 

idk man i’m pretty content w where i’m at now so 

Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.

chester bennington 

Primrose: Describe your ideal life.

i have a waife and we have many great pets and we live in a log cabin in the mountains or in a nice victorian in a small town or something IDK but we’re happy and that’s all that matters 

Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?

God

Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?

my mom, me best friends, my girlfriend

Rose: What’s your favorite sound?

my girlfriend’s laugh because it’s THE cutest shit and then when she giggles??? oh my heart 

Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?

oct 23rd, 2005, we brought Fat Boy Zack home !!!!

Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?

July 22nd, 2016. i was 2200 miles away

Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?  

to be holding my girlfriend >:(

St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?

hhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?

those i hold dear

Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?

enough, i guess? 

Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?

my girlfriend

Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?

it’s fucking BORING and TOO EASY and they don’t pay me ENOUGH but i can get away with so much shit there so ima still go, ima still go 

Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?

all of the flannels currently in my possession

Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.  

mountains, woods, forests, cabins, autumn, cryptic, occult, victorian, edwardian

Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?

if someone gets me a gift i’m legally required to execute them

Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?

this 40hr workweek i got coming up 

Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?

i have not read in So Long

Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?

Moved out away from here lol, we’ll see

Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?

:/

Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.

i’m a furry

that was SO LONG im sorry i also put you through that but THANK YOU ENJOY READING ILU

[sis-tafics]

Our Little Family - Date Night

Summary: You and Dean get a little nostalgic on your first date night since the twins were born

Our Little Family Masterlist

Our Little Secret Masterlist

Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader, Eileen

Pairings: Dean x Reader, Sam x Eileen

Word Count: 1032

Warnings:language, fluffines

A/N:  Thank you so much for reading. Thank you to the people that requested this one <3

THIS IS UNBETA-ed, all mistakes are my own

“Sam, are you sure?” you question for the millionth time. It was different when it was just Evie, but know that it’s Evie, Kasey, Kyle plus his Jake, you are scared to leave him alone.

“I’m sure, Eileen will be back in the morning from that salt and burn.”

“We can wa-”

“Get out of here. Go grab Dean, go out and I don’t want to see either of you until at least tomorrow.”

“A-”

“If you ask me one more time I am going to lock you out of the Bunker, I can handle it. Go!”

“Okay,” you smile, turning on your heel and going to find Dean. He’s in your room, packing a few things in his duffle. You lean against the wall, watching him until he turns, a smile spreading across his features.

“Hey beautiful.”

“What do I need to wear?”

“Exactly what you have on,” he crosses the room, wrapping you in his arm, his lips finding yours, “it isn’t going to be on long anyways.”

“You’re awful full of yourself,” you mumble against his lips and he nips at your bottom one, making you giggle.

“Got good reason to be, we don’t have three kids for nothin’,” he winks and you bust out laughing, your whole body shaking.

“Where are we going?”

He dips down, pressing a kiss to your neck, “Somewhere.”

“That’s not very descriptive,” you hum as his lips travel over your skin.

“Somewhere special,” he mumbles, his lips finally meeting yours.

“Somewhere special where I can wear skinny jeans and a flannel?”

He smirks, his hand caressing your cheek, “Anywhere is special with you baby.”

You roll your eyes, giggling, touching his face, his scruff rough under your palm, “Such a sap.”

He presses a kiss to your hand, “Only for you.”

Dean wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you close, his lips finding yours, “C’mon, let’s get outta here.”

His fingers lace with yours, pulling you behind him through the Bunker to the garage, “Dean?”

“Oh c’mon, you trust me,” he chuckles, opening the door of the Impala for you, his hand staying in yours until you are seated.

“Most days,” you tease.

“Ouch,” he climbs behind the wheel, revving the engine, tearing out of the garage and into the warm evening air.

When you hit the highway, he doesn’t turn towards town, but takes the left instead.

“Seriously Dean, we aren’t heading towards anything.”

His hand finds yours, pulling it up to his lips, kissing your knuckles, “That’s the point.”

He goes for a few more miles, pulling off onto a gravel road and into a field, parking the Impala in the grass, “Alright, here we are.”

You glance over, raising an eyebrow and Dean’s grin grows, the crinkles around his eyes getting deeper with his dimples. He gives you a quick kiss before reaching behind the seat, grabbing a couple of paper bags, “There’s the food, I’ll grab us a blanket.”

He hops out of the car, heading for the trunk as you get out, unable to contain the smile as you head for the hood of the Impala. He meets you there, spreading out the blanket, sitting down on it, the excitement rolling off of him.

He looks up, his olive eyes meeting yours, “What?”

You shake your head, kneeling down beside him, pulling the food containers out of the bags, “Nothing.”

His finger hooks under your chin, “It’s something.”

You close the distance, kissing him, “Just how much I love you.”

And you were. You fell in love with this badass hunter with a soft side. You’ve spent almost ten years with him as your best friend, half of that as his girl and then his wife. He’s goofy and brave, loving and kind, strong, the best husband you could hope for and the best dad your kids could ever ask for, “You and the kids are my everything.”

He swallows hard, cupping your chin, kissing you again, so soft and sure. When he pulls away, his thumb rubs over your cheek gently, his olive eyes searching your face, “I love you so damn much.”

Dean grabs you a sandwich and a beer out of the bag, handing it to you before grabbing his own, “Sam made them, so there aren’t any guarantees about this shit being any good.”

You chuckle, biting into it, “It’s not bad.”

Dean smirks, “Would have been worse if you made them.”

“Shut-up,” you roll your eyes, nudging his side, “I can kinda fend for myself.”

“Boxed mac and cheese isn’t fending for yourself sweetheart,” he teases.

“The sad thing is, I’ve gotten better,” you chuckles, taking another bite.

“You’re not wrong,” he scoots closer to you, leaning against the car as you two eat.

Just about the time you’re done, it’s getting dark and you curl up against his side, watching the sunset as you both sip on the beers in comfortable silence.

He squeezes your shoulder, “You remember that night I punched that asshole in the bar and you drug me out into the middle of nowhere.”

You smile, “The first time we did it in the backseat? Yeah, where you planning on a throwback tonight?”

“Duh…. “ he chuckles, kissing the top of your head, “But no, I was thinkin’ ‘bout it. That was the night knew I was in deep with you. Like I always knew I was head over heels, but that’s the night I knew I was in love with you. I denied it for awhile, but fuck...”

You smile, pressing a kiss to his throat, “Sorry it took so long for me to catch on.”

His hand runs up and down your arm, “Nah, we weren’t ready, not for all this. All that fate stuff is bullshit, but we happened right.”

You rub his chest as you curl against him, “You wouldn’t have done it any other way?”

“Nope,” his voice certain, “You?”

“Never. I wouldn’t change a damn thing about us.” You wouldn’t, it’s not a fairytale with Dean, but you couldn’t live like that, neither could he. Your messed up matches his and his crazy matches yours. It works, and it’s your definition of perfect.  

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