here's to another year my lovelies!

Hannah’s Classic Criminal Minds Quote Challenge!

Here it is, my 1.2K followers/one year fic-i-versary challenge!! First of all, let me just say thank you to all of you wonderful people out there that follow me and put up with my shit ass - I love and appreciate every single one of you!!!

The theme for this challenge is classic quotes from CM! Every one of the quotes is said by one of the characters at some point or another throughout the show.

Here are the “rules”:

1. You don’t have to be following me to participate in this challenge, but I would love it if you were!

2. Send me an ask of your selection for your quote - please don’t reblog or comment your selection, for those are too hard to track sometimes. Be sure to also send in a back-up quote too, just in case!

3. You can write any CM character or actor you desire. Some examples: MGG x reader, Luke Alvez x reader, Aaron Hotchner x OC, Emily x JJ, no pairing, anything you ship,etc. All I request is that you stay within the CM fandom.

4. I will be creating a masterlist of all of the works after the due date, which is June 9, 2017. This should give you plenty of time to work on these, but if you need an extension once we get closer to the due date, just message me and we can talk.

5. There is no maximum or minimum word count. It can be a drabble, one shot, imagine, or even part of an existing series you have.

6. This can be any genre you want! Smut, fluff, or angst is okay with me, just make sure to tag everything appropriately.

7. When you post, please use the tag “Hannah’s Classic Criminal Minds Quote Challenge” within the first 5 tags. It’s easier for me to find them that way :-)

8. In the author’s note, please put you quote and tag me in it!

Below the cut are the quotes you can choose from. Remember, only one quote per writer!

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“…I can’t possibly accept this award. And I’m very humbled and I’m very grateful and gracious but my artist of my life is Beyonce and this album to me, the ‘Lemonade’ album, was just so monumental, Beyonce. It was so monumental. And so well thought out, and so beautiful and soul-bearing, and we got to see another side to you that you don’t always let us see, and we appreciate that, and all us artists here who adore you. And you are our lives, and the way that you make me and my friends feel, the way you make my BLACK friends feel is empowering, and you make them stand up for themselves, and I love you. I always have and I always will.“ - Adele when winning Album of the Year

…I can’t possibly accept this award. And I’m very humbled and I’m very grateful and gracious but my artist of my life is Beyonce and this album to me, the ‘Lemonade’ album, was just so monumental, Beyonce. It was so monumental. And so well thought out, and so beautiful and soul-bearing, and we got to see another side to you that you don’t always let us see, and we appreciate that, and all us artists here who adore you. And you are our light, and the way that you make me and my friends feel, the way you make my BLACK friends feel is empowering, and you make them stand up for themselves, and I love you. I always have and I always will.
—  Adele to Beyonce after winning Album of the Year

repainting that Artemis picture from April this year. Also a shout out to all those who’ve stuck with me since yj and even before then, I;ve come so far artistically and I love you all for your support (and kind words because we all love compliments). Here’s to another year of art :D

-I’m also doing a redraw of an old yj piece because I’m feeling particularly nostalgic and I want to feel good about my art progress, stay tuned.

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Here’s a commission I did recently. Mila and Yesky are the couple that from Poland and Taiwan. They’re getting married this year, so Yesky came to ask me if i can draw their love story, which is his surprise and wedding gift to Mila. They don’t want wedding photos, so Yesky hopes these illustrations can be another way to keep their memories. 

I’m being in a tough distance and cross culture relationship just like they did before, so I could totally feel how precious their love is. It’s really hard for cross culture couples especially in distance relationship to meet the happy ending, I feel happy to them, so i took the request.

The story is from the first time they met at the 2013 New Years Eve in Taipei to Yesky proposed to Mila in front of the mountain in North Pole. They experienced distance relationship two times, met each other’s families and finally got the chance to live together in these three years. 

Congrats Yesky and Mila!!!!! Wish your love last forever!!!!!

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I went to see the Nutcracker like every year and so i got the idea to make another au.

I based it mostly in “Barbie in the Nutcracker” tho (yes i love the movie)

Guess who’s back with another giveaway (: Since it’s around the time of my blog’s 1 year anniversary, I will be doing another giveaway for you guys. How perfect is it that BTS Epilogue DVD is coming out the same time my blog is turning 1? It’s so meant to be :’) I want this to be a present to one of you guys to show my appreciation. Thank you for sticking around with me, especially the ones who are still here since the very beginning. And thank you to the new ones who joined me throughout 2016. I really hope that we can continue to be together through 2017 and so on ♡ 1 year down, many more to go! I love and appreciate each and every single one of you so much. Therefore, I will be giving away the 2016 BTS LIVE 화양연화 ON STAGE : EPILOGUE CONCERT DVD along with other goods. Good luck everyone ♡ (Banner made by: @busanie ♥)

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anonymous asked:

i know that draco was awful but imo no one was worse than ron. he treated hermione like shit for half of HBP, all because she dared kiss another boy in 4th year. that shit killed any sympathy I had for him. also straight up abandoning Harry and Hermione in Deathly Hallows. sure, he was emotional and sure, he came back...but THAT was not nice.

NO. Do you understand me? N.O.

I’m going to be as clear as possible here -  I love Draco Malfoy to death. He’s my favorite character ever and I will defend him tooth and nail. HOWEVER. there is absolutely no way that you can say that Ron was worse than Draco was to Hermione and Harry. Just the idea is completely ludicrious. Draco was a complete and utter shit to the entire golden trio during pretty much the entire time at Hogwarts. and while that doesn’t make him irredeemable, that fact can’t just be glossed over.

and okay, even though Ron had some weak moments that showed realistic flaws in his character, he was a terrific and loyal friend to both Harry and Hermione. you really aren’t cutting this boy any slack here i mean let me just start to list what he’s done for those two

1. He is one of the first people who likes Harry as a person rather than just as a famous person

2. Helps save Hermione from the troll even after their rocky start of a friendship 

3. Sacrificed himself as a chess piece so Harry could go ahead and save the Stone

4. Continuously defends both Harry and Hermione from Snape and one Draco Malfoy

5. Even when he was mad at Harry for a while in Goblet of Fire , Ron still made sure that Harry got the message about the first task 

6. Let Harry practically join his family with open arms and took him out of the Dursleys house to go to the world cup together

7. His boggart is a spider, and he willingly accompanies Harry to see Aragog featuring hundreds of fucking spiders

8. In Prisoner of Azkaban Ron stares up defiantly from his mangled, broken leg and tells Sirius Black (who he thinks is a murderer at the time) that if he wants Harry, he’ll have to get through his friends first

9. When they are captured he screams at Bellatrix to harm him and let Hermione go

10. He put his life and his families life in danger to follow Harry and Hermione on the horcrux hunt 

11. Ron is what binds Harry and Hermione together and he brings out the best in both of them.

(also one of the reasons that Ron left was because he was under the influence of the horcrux which fed off of his insecurities which were both very human and very realistic and not many of us could say we wouldn’t have felt the same. Yeah it was bad of him to leave, but try to be a little understanding of the amount of stress he was going through. AND he came right back and owned up to his mistakes because thats who he was) 

tbh i love Ron Weasley and would kill to have a best friend like him

So this is another weight loss update: The first picture is from my first year in college and the second one is from my third year in college. The second picture was taken 3 days ago and I think I made progress. Haha! Follow me on Insta @coldcolorface for more updates. Feel free to ask me anything! 

“Come on… Say it. Tell her she is beautiful…”

My last drawing of the year! It had to be a sort of Zelink, of course. It has been a good year to me, regarding my personal life. I made a lot of progress in myself, and I’m looking to a brilliant future.

Thank you, all my followers, for being there and support my art and staying with me another year. Thanks to all the wonderful people I met here and I have fun with. Thanks to @greenieloveszelink, and @xx–ingie–xx, and I just wish @the-wolfess was still active here for her to know how grateful I’m to her. Thanks to @gustjar, @japaneesee, @honeygodiva, @thewhitegoddesshylia, @tokyorobin, @breadofthewild I love to see you around. Thanks to the lovelies @radsity, @dysah, @aquanutart, and all these artists I see here and makes me feel happy looking at their stuff, and sending me beautiful messages and comments.

OMG I can’t forget @chat-en-rose. She is supporting me so much with Lady Lioness! Oh, and thank you to those supporting Lady Lioness too! :D

You are a great part of my current happiness.

Love you all, and happy New Year!!

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*Victor voice* Hi, Neru here! ( ö ♡ ö )/ 

The last time I did this was two months ago, but one just can’t let these types of dates go by, so, here I go again with another follow forever, now celebrating the 21k+ followers, a goal that I didn’t expect to reach at this point but you always manage to surprise me. I’m very grateful to each of you, especially those who have followed me for at least more than a year, or even if you’re now the last at following me, thank you for giving a “clic” to that little button, so this ugly graphic is dedicated to you ♥
This year has been a bit strange for me, I couldn’t call it neither bad nor good, but if full of surprises and “events” that probably will mark my personal life, who knows. With regard to the anime, has been a year of self-discovery for me, because I began to become involved in some tendencies and my opinions became more stable, I raised “my voice” a little and without fear openly stated my tastes about an anime, a character, a couple or some fandoms, which led me to lose one or another mutual but that hasn’t affected me at all, I don’t regret any decision taken and I will only continue as I have maintained until now. (ღ˘♡˘)

— TO MY FOLLOWERS: Thanks for staying there despite some changes made to my blog during these last months, there were adjustments that were necessary to make, but if you’are still there, I want you to know that I appreciate it a lot, especially in my most chaotic moments. I wouldn’t have something to celebrate if you had not followed me in the first place, it’s all thanks to you. I will try to be “cool” this new year too :^)

— TO MY MUTUALSHow you do it? And this goes especially to those who read my overdramatic tags and have seen horrible things of me, and that includes my graphics lmao. I can only say that you’are fantastic. Above all to those who are graphic makers and I adull in some tags, which far from being inspiration are now a source of envy lol. Out of it, I’m very happy that a year ago I added some of you, and this year I’m doing it again, although some have changed their urls and some minor things, but you’are still you and that makes me put something emotional *cries*. Anyway, thanks for sharing some things with me and for your patience, you already know that I’m not good at talking so … I love you all

— TO THE YOI FANDOM: Thank you for all the support! You made these months really enjoyable, many of your questions were fun to answer and your very personal messages too. A special thanks to my “non official YOI squad”, because thanks to them I could survive all this time, thanks to their original material and their reblogs, “Yuri!!! on Ice” experience was even better because of you, thanks ♥   

And now, here you have a list with very recommended blogs that you should follow.
Faves/friends are bolded and my non official YOI squad are italicized.  

@a-sakuras  @ackermanss  @aeselyn  @aizawashoutta  @akiteru  @akutagawaas  @akutagawah  @akutagawaryuunosuke  @allenswalkers  @anime-diary  @asparagusoup  @asuuna  @ayaarin  @ayumiko  @bakamura  @bohkutos  @bokouto  @cldstrifes  @daburupurei  @daiizume  @dazaiosamu  @dazaiosamu-s  @dazushi  @dazzai  @dongwoonn  @dzais  @escarletes  @evngelion  @fairytailwitch  @flamefly  @fujiiwara  @fuku-shuu  @fulllmetals  @geassgreen  @genosus  @genoza  @gifthoki  @gihtoki  @hachikenz  @hallibel  @hanae-ichihara  @hikaritsu  @hina-shoo  @ichimatsus  @ikuse  @izumou  @jetzui  @jmihelic  @juminss  @jyoshikausei  @k-isecchis  @kahgeyamas  @kaizoku-niiichan  @kaizoku-senshi  @kakerusnaruse  @kamiiyamas  @kamuisyato  @kanekin  @kanerdki  @kanhekiz  @kaoris  @kawaiinohime  @kawarou  @kazuik  @kazune  @kazuye  @kenmacchis  @kidomarus  @kikuuchitouma  @kirschtein  @kisukke  @kiuroo  @kojiiro  @komaedas  @kourai  @kovuku  @kozuuki  @kurooa  @kurorolucilfer  @kurummi  @larimii  @linoone  @littlebratciel  @madeki  @makotozz  @mamurasm  @mazusu  @meruis  @miidoriyas  @mikotoray  @miyukeis  @mormikas  @munakatareishi  @nagittos  @namikazes  @nanzse  @naruzumake  @natsvme  @nickiforov  @nicorobin  @nicosrobins  @nikifforovs  @nikifohov  @nikiforv  @nikifurov  @nikiphorov  @nimylu  @noearchivistes  @nozakis  @odasakou  @odazais  @ohkagura  @ohreigen  @oiivkawa  @oikahwatooru  @oikawastooru  @oikawatoeru  @okita-senpai  @onodera-kosaki  @ootsukis  @plisetski  @plisetsking  @plisetskis  @plisetsukih  @ponchizs  @pyon  @quenma  @raeira  @reishikiz  @ri-cha1  @rinsuokah  @riseken  @sajou-rihito  @sakamotoz  @sakataz  @sakusa-chan  @sarapyon  @scarletail  @scarletkurapika  @seethelights  @seieiryu  @seokjiin  @serviceace  @shgieo  @shinnyah  @shirayukii  @shizukku  @shotous  @shreya-chan  @solledin  @somasyukihira  @sougu  @spectrux  @sshiroyasha  @sukerokus  @suzuyajuzoo  @tachibana–chan  @taikos  @terushimaas  @tetzurou  @thekookiest  @tobeiru  @tobioskageyama  @todorokii  @toqioblues  @tovsei  @tsukiayma  @tsukiko-ciah  @tsukis  @tsunemoori  @ucitavanje  @ukiinas  @ulquiora  @urushenna  @ushinaki  @uzurume  @victornikiiforov  @victorsyuuriz  @vikutoru  @vixuuri  @vyctornikiforov  @wakata  @xatsushis  @yachibot  @yamazekis  @ymirgasm  @youkas  @yukkandas  @yukkie-s  @yunass  @yushiyuki  @yuuris  @yuuyaas  @zakuras                

I wish to each one of you the next year to be much better than this one, I wish you to achieve everything you want, no matter how “impossible” it is, I trust that you will be able to prevail and do it. Christmas is near so I hope it’s going to be really enjoyable and you can rest as much as you can. And for last but not least,

HAPPY HOLIDAYS‼ ༝﹡˖˟ ⸜₍⁽ˊ꒳ˋ⁾₎⸝ ༝﹡˖˟

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Update on my health journey 😊

I’ve lost about 100 lbs.

First picture is from my freshmen year in high school. The second picture is my second year in college.
The last 2 pictures are current.

Within these 3 years I’ve been a vegan for a year and a half. I drink a gallon of water a day and I learned that unless I’m performing well mentally, physically I will not look my best either.

At the end of the day. My journey taught me how to love my self and appreciate all of me (even the parts that I didn’t like)

My tum tum (another word I call my tummy) is mine. It didn’t get here over night and it’s not going away over night either. My hips, waist, arms…. all of them are parts of me. These individual components that make me who I am.

And even though I’m working continuously to get rid of my fat. I wouldn’t trade any part of me for the world. 💙

More Holiday AUs
  • “I’ve been caroling in this neighborhood for years, and if you think I’m going to let some two-bit amateur and their friends take over my turf, they’ve got another thing coming” AU
  • “I found the perfect Xmas tree, let’s go. No. Don’t turn around. They’re not yelling at us. They’re not saying ‘we stole their tree” they’re saying they love our xmas tree. JUST PUT THE TREE IN THE TRUCK AND GO GO GO.” AU
  • “i work at the wrapping counter in the mall and you work as an elf at the santa photo place and our departments hate each other. ” AU
  • “i’m tired of people forgetting about Hanukkah. I’M GOING TO TAKE DOWN THAT CHRISTMAS AND MAKE INTO A HANUKKAH TREE WHO’S WITH ME” AU
  • “this is the third year in a row i’ve been in jail on Christmas. thanks for giving me the nice cell this year. ‘preciate it.” AU
  • “someone new moved into the house next door and they really take christmas decorating seriously but if they think their house is going to be better than mine than they’ve got another thing coming” AU
  • “i accidentally walked into the wrong holiday party and everyone is pretending they know me SOMEONE HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE” AU
  • “my car is snowed in at my parents house and you’re the dumb plow driver that did the deed. come back here and get me out” AU

“Ready for another summer of adventures?”

“You bet I am!”

Happy 1st year anniversary, Take Back the Falls! 

Right where the story ended, it will continue c:

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sufjan: Greetings Every One And Welcome To The Inaugural Sufganiyot Stevens-Graham Chrismukkah Sing-A-Long Seasonal Affective Disorder Gluten Free Sweet Potato Latke Disaster Pageant On Ice

OB: (drake… dude… don’t you think this is a little… over the top?)

drake: (not another word OB)

OB: (but i…)

drake: (i am so serious OB do not fuck this up for him he worked so hard)

sufjan: We Are Gathered Here Today Friends And Family And Loved Ones In This Bleak Year Of Unremitting Sorrow To Remember Our Love For One Another And To Spread Some Much Needed Chrismukkah Cheer And To Dress Our Infant Daughter Up In A Dreidel Costume She Looks So Cute But My Google Image Search For “Baby Dreidel Costume” Unfortunately Yielded No Results So You Are Just Going To Have To Trust Me On This One

drake: ALL RIGHT! YEAH! WHOO!

sufjan: I Hope You Have All Enjoyed Your Lavish Inter Faith Holiday Dinners But Now It Is Time To Partake In That Most Joyous Tradition Of All, The Singing Of Chrismukkah Carols Traditional And Old, Sunny And Stoic, Sacred And Snowy

drake: CHRIS-MU-KKAH! CHRIS-MU-KKAH!

sufjan: To That End Aubrey And I Have Collaborated On Five New Extended Plays Of Music For Hanukkah And Christmas Totalling Fifty Songs All Of Which We Will Now Sing In Perfect Unison If You Will Please Refer To The Laminated Song Books I Have Stashed Under Your Chairs

OB: (okay drake i don’t wanna like… stay for fifty songs)

drake: (you’ll stay and you’ll like it)

OB: (but i…)

drake: (pipe down we’re starting the first song)

sufjan: All Right The Name Of This Song Is “Christmas And Hanukkah” It Is In C Major With The Chord Progression G E Minor C D And I Must Inform You That I Actually Sat Down With My Guitar And Composed This Song For Real In Real Life While Writing This Post Like An Absolute Mad Man 

drake: YEAH!

sufjan: My Dear Aubrey Will Now Kick Us Off And Here Are The Tabs If You Would Like To Follow Along At Home

drake: ahem… the lights are glowing and outside it’s snowing but i feel so warm in here

sufjan: Don’t Want To Go Out ‘Cause There’s So Much Snow Out And It’s Been A Long Hard Year

drake: so darling let’s stay at home for a while, i can spin the dreidel, i can make you smile

sufjan: I Can Knit Some Mittens In Your Favorite Style And Put ‘Em Under The Tree In That Great Big Pile

drake: most of the time i spend my days alo-o-one

sufjan: But This Time Of Year I Get To Bring You Ho-o-ome

drake & sufjan: ‘Cause Darling We Know, Things Are Better In Twos! I Wanna Celebrate Hanukkah And Christmas With You!

sufjan: La La La, La La La!

drake: celebrate christmas and hanukkah-ah-ah!

sufjan: La La La, La La La!

drake: light up the tree and the menorah-ah-ah!

sufjan: That Is Our Show Ladies And Gentle Men Merry Christmas Happy Hanukkah And Happy Holidays To All Of You May You Have A Joyous Season Of Warmth And Light Surrounded By People You Love And May Your Uncle Come Through With That New X Box Or What Ever It Is Your Little Heart Desires

drake: take care! stay safe! and we’ll see you in the new year!

sufjan: La La La!

drake: la la la!

You're my home

Originally posted by supernatxralgifs

Warnings: Reader is a single mom. (very young single mom). Fluff.

Notes: And here i am with another fluff Jensen x Reader, sorry, that’s my thing. I inspired myself on the story of Savannah and Everleigh Soutas, and in the lovely couple, Savannah and Cole LaBrant, because they are amazingggg!!!!! I hope you like this! (Thinking about opening my requests soon!!!). Special thank you @realdiepie and @bleu-dans-la-nuit


“Are you ready sweetie?” You asked your daughter who was putting one of her stuffed toys in your bag.

“Yeah.” She answered with her cute little voice. She was only three years old, and you already didn’t want her to grow up anymore. “Mommy let’s go!” She said excited making you laugh. 

“Okay, let’s go.” You said locking your house, opening the car and putting her in the baby seat. Since the start of the Supernatural series, you had been a huge fan. You loved the characters, you loved the cast and you loved the show. And now, a convention in your city was finally happening. And since Lottie, your little girl, loved the series too - the episodes you allowed her to see at least -, she was going with you. And it wasn’t like you had anyone to watch her for you if you went alone…

“Are we here?” She asked looking through the window and you smiled, sighing.  

“Yes, Lottie, we’re here.” You said excitedly taking her out of the car. You couldn’t believe this was going to happen! Everything was so surreal. You entered the hotel where the convention was happening and immediately saw a bunch of fans, mostly teenagers, wearing Supernatural shirts, taking pictures and cosplaying. You put a white shirt in Lottie that said “Protected by Sam and Dean", with purple and blue dotted pants; and you worr a black shirt that said  “The hell protected by Sam and Dean. I got this shit" and jeans. 

Because Lottie was young, you didn’t pay for anything else but the Photo Op with Jared and Jensen. She wouldn’t stand being in the hotel with noisy fans all day. 

“Oh my god, aren’t you the cutest thing ever?” A redhead girl with glasses in line in front of you said when she looked to your daughter and you laughed. 

“Hey honey.” 

“Hello.” Lottie said a little embarrassed. “I like your hair, it’s like mine!” She continued, talking about her strawberry-blonde hair, and the woman laughed looking at you. 

“She’s shy just during the first few seconds, then, she’s a talker.” You explained and your daughter looked at you with a smile and gave a small laugh.

“Thank you! I like yours too! What’s your name?” She asked.

“Lottie! What’s yours?” Lottie answered holding your hand.

“Amy. Do you like Supernatural?” 

“Yeah!” Your daughter answered excitedly and you smiled. You had raised her well. “I looove Dean, but momma said that his real name is Jense.” You and Lottie started to talk to the woman, and for the first time in a long time, you felt like you had a friend. You were only 19 when you got pregnant and your family… well, your family wasn’t exactly supportive. You had to move from your city, and your friends - at least the ones that remained - stayed there. And now between watching Lottie, writing and working in the restaurant, you didn’t have time to make friends.

“Mommy….” Lottie said sleepily, resting her head on your shoulder. 

“I know, I know.” You answered kissing her forehead. You had been in the line for a few hours now, and this was pretty hard when you had a little daughter. First she was running around and talking to everyone, but now she was starting to get sleepy and it hurt your heart that you just couldn’t go home and put her to sleep. Amy was next, so you were almost getting in. 

“Okay, here I go, wish me luck! And please (Y/N), call me, let’s go grab a drink sometime.” She said and you smiled giving her a clumsy hug.

“We sure will, have fun!” You said excited referring to the photo OP and she smiled.

“Bye Lottie, it was so good to meet you!” She said and Lottie waved saying a cute “Bye”. 

“Are you excited? We are next!” You said trying to cheer her up.

“I am momma, but I’m tired.” She said and you gave her a small smile. This broke your heart in pieces. Cliff was there, and you and Amy talked to him a little.

“Is she okay?” He asked when he came back from the room where the pictures were being taken. Lottie started to groan and you felt tears in your shirt. Oh no…

“She’s tired.” You said rubbing her back and her cries started to get loud.

“Oh” He said putting his hand on her back to help to calm her down. “You are almost going in okay?”

“Yeah, thank you.” You said with a soft smile and he smiled. He was a sweet guy and it was so nice to meet him. Lottie started to cry louder and rub her eyes, and sadly you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Lottie we gonna see Dean and Sam, you love them!” You said to her but she didn’t stop crying. 

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s going on here?” You heard a very familiar voice in front of you.

Holy crap.

You slowly looked up to the person who had just talked and gasped in shock. It’s was Jensen fucking Ackles in flesh. He was incredibly handsome, nothing compared to what we saw on the series. He was tall, had the most beautiful green eyes you ever seen in your life (after your daughter’s, of course… she was your daughter after all) and boy did he smell good. 

Jensen stopped when he got out of the room and saw you. He was paralyzed. He never though this could happen just from seeing someone, but you were beautiful, and immediately caught his attention. 

But the little girl’s cry woke him up, making him look at her and his face turned to a hurt face. He hated hearing kids cry, it was the worst sound in the entire world in his opinion. Not because it was annoying or anything like that, but because his heart turned into dust when he heard it, it was like something was hurting him.

“Hey sweetheart.” He said getting close to you, making your heart speed up. You couldn’t open your mouth to even say “Hi”. “What’s the matter?” He asked to Lottie putting his hand in her back and like a miracle, she stopped crying to look at him, still rubbing her eyes. 

“Are you… Jense?” She asked confused, altering her look between you and him. He smiled, and when he looked at you, you felt your legs shake. 

“Yeah I am princess.” He said sweetly holding her hand. “And what’s your name?”

“Lottie…” She answered softly.

“Well Lottie, can you tell me why you were crying?” You didn’t think he could get any cuter, then he turned to you and said: “Can I pick her up?” You nodded, unable to say anything, and when he extended his arms to her, she immediately went to him.

“C'mon inside.” He said to you with a smile, nodding his head towards the door and you two entered.

“I want to sleep.” Lottie answered with a pout making you two laugh. You didn’t see Jared anywhere.

“You want to sleep? Okay, I know a quiet room for you to sleep after this.” He said with a big smile and you frowned. “And tell me, Lottie, what’s your gorgeous mom’s name?” He asked to her while looking at you, and you felt your checks burn.

“Hm…” She started thinking about it and you laughed. “Mommy” She answered and he laughed loudly, you too.

“(Y/N). Big fan.” You said and he smiled, giving you a clumsy hug with the arm he wasn’t holding your daughter and making you shiver.

“Pleasure to met you (Y/N).” Jensen said looking straight into your eyes and you smiled. “Jared just went to the bathroom, he will be back in a second for us to take the picture.”

“It’s alright” You said. Jensen’s eyes locked with yours and if it wasn’t for Lottie, he had a feeling that you would be looking at each other for some time. 

“I looove Dean, he’s so cute.” She said and Jensen looked at her in awe.

“He is? He thinks you’re a pretty little girl too.” He said before coming to look back to you. “She’s pretty smart for a… I’m guessing four?”

“She’s three.” You said feeling proud of your daughter. 

“Wow, just three. Most of the young girls can’t tell the difference between me and Dean.” He explained looking surprised at her, and even though she wasn’t paying attention to the conversation, she gave a little laugh circling her small arms around Jensen’s neck. 

“I don’t know why, but she’s just learned your…”

“SAM!” She screamed looking behind Jensen to where Jared appeared. You looked at him, and couldn’t help but smile. He was so handsome too. You just couldn’t believe you were face to face with them. 

“… Name.” You finished after Lottie’s interruption and Jensen laughed.

“Hello there honey!” Jared said with a big smile when he saw her. “Hello there sweetheart!” This time, the hello was for you, and your smile grew even more when he wrapped his arms around you, giving you a strong hug. He smelled pretty nice too. “You okay?” He asked looking straight into your eyes too.

“Yeah…” You said with a sigh of adoration and he smiled kissing your forehead.  

“Great.” Jared said. “Now, you!” He said pointing at your daughter. “I want a hug too!” He said and she smiled going to his arms. 

“Your daughter is simply adorable.” Jensen said appearing by your side when Jared started to talk with Lottie. 

“Thank you.” You said happily. “You know, sometimes I think that I wouldn’t have found strength to raise her alone if it wasn’t for you guys, you know, the campaigns and all the love.” You said referring to the Always Keep Fighting campaign, and Jensen’s face turned serious, looking straight at you. You gasped in surprise when he just drew you into a strong hug. 

“I’m glad you did.” He said still hugging you. “The guy who left you was a douche, you are so beautiful and amazing, he doesn’t know what he is missing.” He said making tears come up in your eyes. It was the most beautiful thing someone could’ve say to you. 

“What do you think about taking that picture?” Jared asked excited, and you shook your head trying to prevent the tears from falling before agreeing. You stayed in the middle of them, Jared’s arm that wasn’t holding Lottie circling your waist and Jensen’s arm in your shoulders. You smiled and you heard Chris snapping two pictures. Lucky you.

“Thank you.” You said first to Chris, who smiled to you. “Thank you guys, you have no idea how much this means to me and to Lottie. We really appreciate it.” You said turning to them, and they smiled. 

“Thank you.” Lottie said quietly and they both looked at her in ‘awe’. “I love you guys. This much!” She said opening her arms and you laughed.

“We love you too.” Jensen said and opened his arms. “This much!” She laughed and Jared put her in the ground after he kissed her forehead. Jensen bent down to give her a hug while Jared hugged you whispering “thank you, I love you” in your ear.

Jensen stood up, and hugged you strong, kissing your cheek, taking more time than necessary. Not that you were complaining. 

“So Cliff is gonna take you to a quiet cast room for Lottie to sleep a little bit until the panels start. Are you going to see ours?” Jensen asked and your eyes widened.

“Oh… I didn’t pay for anything else other than the OP, I didn’t think Lottie would be able to stand it.” You explained surprised, and he and Jared exchanged looks.

“You want to see our panel?” Jared asked while Lottie held your hand. “Cause we can arrange that." 

"If you think Lottie can handle it after getting some sleep, you can stay.” Jensen said, hoping that you would. Why the hell was he so intrigued about you?

“Oh my god guys, really?” You said surprised feeling your heart beat faster. “You can do that for me?" 

"Yeah, definitely!” Jared said smiling and you smiled too.

“Well… What do you think Lottie?” You asked looking down at her, and she smiled excitedly.

“Yes!” She said happily and you looked back to them with a smile.

“I guess we will stay then!” You said happily and both of them smiled, feeling satisfied with your answer. Especially Jensen…


Part 2

10

MY 2016 IN PICTURES

as i went through the pictures i was legitimately stunned that this all happened this year. 

from Bolivia, Seattle, Langley, Atlanta, Austen, New York, Hawaii, LA and of course here in Portland, thank you all for an amazing year.  

A creatively challenging, personally rewarding, eye opening, educational, silly, fun, and just lovely year… and all because of you.

i’ll have a separate post celebrating the Artwork from this year and, like last year, another teasing next year. 

thank you for all of this and so much more. 

So a year ago I noticed this really cute, awesome blog. The person had so much drarry on it and she was a huge Luna fan and she made a ask for any cute drarry fanfics. I suck at making new friends and I always get so scared showing my stories to people, but I had a good feeling about this one. 

Not only did this girl end up being my tumblr bestie but she also end up being a die-hard fan of my story, Stages, and one of my biggest cheerleaders. That girl is @dreamydrarry aka SAMMIE

Sammie, I can’t believe it’s been a year since we meet and now here we are, close like we knew each other forever. To celebrate this awesome day I made you a sweet drarry story based off awesome art work done by @dasstark​ Hope you love. 

Sometimes It Takes Another Try

The scarlet red train engine was beautiful, a rich and bright color, smoke puffing out from the engine like a dragon. It was even more beautiful than he imagined it would be. More magnificent than all the dreams he had of this day since he finally gotten his Hogwarts letter, delivered by a house-elf during breakfast.

Draco imagined this moment so many times and now he was partially living it. Platform 9 ¾ was alive with boundless energy radiating from Hogwarts students, upper classmen meeting up with friends and exchanging stories of their summer, first-years like him about to start their own adventure. Parents smothering their kids with so many kisses and hugs, reminding them over and over to be on their best behavior, study hard, to write home. Pets in their cages tooting, crying, rattling against the bars as porters carried them and dozens of other luggage onto the train.

The only thing Draco didn’t imagine was him being so nervous. Most of his day he dreamt about this and now he could barely hear the commotion over the blood roaring in his ears, his nerves rapidly bouncing around like they were about to explode any second.

Of course, the look in Father’s eyes as he examined him didn’t help.

“Straighten up.”

Draco bristled at the cold lash in the command, standing taller. “Yes, Father.”

His lips were pursed in a flat line, but he didn’t say anything else. He reached into his coat pocket to retrieve his pocket watch, flipping open the lid. “Ten to seven. You best be on your way.”

Heart pounding, Draco swallowed down a dry lump that grew in his throat. The lump eased a bit as Mother stepped forward, the soft smile in her ice-blue eyes comforting him.

“You’ll be fine, Dragon,” she assured. “I just know it.”

He could tell from the look in her eyes she wanted to hug him, touch his cheek, kiss his forehead, but they were Malfoys and Father said public displays were beneath them.

He nodded and went on his way. He paused mid-step, looking over his shoulder, at the sound of his name.

Father’s eyes were chips of ice. “Do not disappoint me.”

He jerked his head once in a quick nod, then quickly walked over to the train, still feeling those cold eyes watching him even as he stepped inside.

Draco could have gone over to the Slytherin section, where he saw Blaise Zabini gathering up the rest of the pureblood children from their playgroup, but he wasn’t in the mood to deal with their nonsense. When he saw Crabbe and Goyle looking around for him, he quickly retraced his steps, making a sharp turn around the corner.

Walking down the aisle, he peered over available seats but most were taken over by other students-Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws, and Gryffindorks. He narrowly missed the youngest weasel-bee wandering around like a lost sheep.

Rolling his eyes, Draco walked over to the last cart. He peered inside, seeing there was a small dark-haired boy staring out the window, dressed in raggy clothes. Something about those clothes, that hair prickled his mind like a trickle. Curious, he pulled open the door and stepped inside.

Bright, blazing emerald-green eyes turned over to him, freezing him in place.

Dear Merlin.

He should have recognized him by the cheap, oversized clothes that were better-suited for a baby whale. He should have remembered the terribly-shaggy, terribly-messy black hair that was in desperate need of a comb. Recalled his curiosity on how glasses so big could fit someone so small.

But then he saw the bright, big green eyes that sparked from the round-framed lenses. He saw the thick scar slashed across his forehead, partially covered by his hair that was shaped like a lightning bolt.

Harry Potter.

The boy he spent most of his life dreaming of meeting and crushing that dream in a matter of minutes. It wasn’t until he left the robes-shop with Father did Draco realize what a complete arse he was. He was so excited to meet his idol, was so desperate to make him his friend that he thought he’d impress him by showing what a worthy ally he’d be, bringing up his name which typically brought up admiration, showing off his knowledge of Hogwarts and Quidditch. It was later did he realize that he came out stronger than he intended-much stronger.

And he was still staring at him like a ninny. Retrieving his fallen jaw, Draco cleared his throat and took another step. “Can I sit here?”

The boy-Potter-Harry-Harry Potter stared at him, his face unreadable. The longer he stared, the harder Draco’s heart pounded. He could feel sweat gathering at his brows, pricking his hands.

Dear Merlin, what was he doing? What was he thinking? Of course, he wouldn’t want Draco here. He wouldn’t even want himself there after behaving like such a buffoon-

“Yes.”

Draco blinked, stunned. For a moment he was sure his hearing went off. Or that his mind was playing a trick on him. Till he looked up and saw a smile, a soft and tentative but still very much real smile, curling the boy’s lips.

Relief flooding into his body, Draco came in. Potter gestured at the seat across from him, but Draco noticed there was plenty of space at his own seat, so he decided to try his luck, sitting beside him. Thankfully, Potter didn’t seem to mind, smiling all the same.

“You’re Draco, right?” he asked.

The relief floating in his body froze to solid ice. For a spilt moment he considered denial, claiming that Potter must have confused him with someone else. But that was the way of a coward and Malfoys were anything but cowards. Plus, if he came clean, maybe there was a chance he could fix his mistake. Make up for his snobbish behavior at the robes shop.

“Uh,” If Father were to see him now, his heir blushing and stammering like an imbecile, he’d hex him into the next century. “you remember me?”

Potter nodded. Draco immediately jumped in, the words slipping from his mouth.

“I-well, look, the last time we meet…I’m-I’m sorry I acted like that. Its just-I-there was something about you that fascinated me and I wanted you to like me. I tried to impress you. Then when I figured out who you were, I wanted to kick myself for making such an idiot of myself.”

Potter was silent through his rambling. He blinked only once but didn’t pull away to Draco’s great relief. “It doesn’t take that much to impress me.”

Draco took a staggering breath, feeling like years have been restored to his life.

“Also,” He spotted a light shade of pink streaking across Potter’s cheeks. “I thought you were impressive.”

Warmth buzzed around his face, filling his cheeks. Draco averted his eyes to fight off the flustering, though he felt a smile turning his lips.

“My father would skin me alive for saying this, but that big guy you were with,” he confessed. “He was really cool.”

Potter’s smile blossomed, growing from a small bud into a full flower. “Yeah, Hagrid is awesome! He’s a great friend.” His smile then dimmed as he stared off into space. “My first one actually. I don’t have that many friends.”

“Same here.” Draco confessed. It was then that he noticed the little distance between them. Somewhere down the line, he must have moved closer to him. Or maybe Potter was the one who moved. “Perhaps, maybe…we could be friends?”

The words were met with silence that unraveled between them like a thread, unfolding more and more. Draco’s heart seized, fearing that he may have overstepped boundary. It was one thing to have a companion during the train ride, but being actual friends? Did he manage to make up for what happened? Was he too push-

“I would like that.” Harry said.

Draco blinked once, twice, stunned, when realization hit that mind wasn’t playing a trick on him. That he wasn’t caught in another Boy Who Lived daydream. Harry Potter, the Harry Potter, the hero he admired growing up, the idol he dreamt of meeting a thousand times, actually said he would like to be his friend.

Just to be sure that this wasn’t a dream, Draco offered his hand. “So friends?” He couldn’t rid of the slight hesitation that slipped into his voice.

“Friends.” Harry answered with a smile, accepting his hand.

A spark ignited as their hands touched, almost like magic. Draco decided right then there that was the start of a beautiful friendship.

26 years later…

Draco gazed up at the beautiful crimson train that was just as magnificent the first time he saw it. He almost felt like he was eleven years again.

“Hey Dad?”

Only this time he wasn’t the one starting a new adventure.

Draco shifted his eyes over from his son, who was the exact doppelganger of his husband from his unruly black hair, light golden-tanned skin, and piercing bright-emerald eyes.

“What if I’m put in Slytherin?” Before that day, Draco never saw or heard even slightest hint of sheepishness touching his son. If anything he often saw it in the boy’s brother, his fraternal twin brother standing beside him, fidgeting with the button of his robes as he studied the train.

Harry kneeled in front of the boy, the golden band of his wedding ring sparkling underneath the bright sunlight. “Albus Severus Malfoy-Potter,” he said. “You were named after two Headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I’ve ever known.”

A small smile touched Albus’s face.

A smile that mirrored the one curving his own mouth, Draco walked over to them, a touch of swagger pepping his step. “Not to mention, you are also the son of one of the greatest Slytherins to ever live. A brave, dashingly-handsome hero if I do say so myself.”

Mischief, another trait Albus inherited from him, twinkled in Harry’s eyes as he looked up at him. “I think your age is finally catching up with you, love. Last I checked, I was a Gryffindor.”

Draco repaid the comment with a glare that promised vengeance. As vexed as he was by the comment, it did manage to break the tension hovering over the boys, Albus throwing back his head in laughter, Scorpius poorly attempting to hide his snickers.

“But,” Harry continued. “if it’s really means that much to you, you can choose Gryffindor. The sorting hat takes your choice into account.” He looked over at Scorpius and reached for his hand, brushing his thumb over their son’s pale skin. “The same goes for you. Slytherin or Ravenclaw would be lucky to have you, Cory.”

Excitement beamed in Scorpius’s eyes. It was no secret with his deep love for books, the way his mind soaked up information like a sponge, that the boy carried the traits of a Ravenclaw.

The whistle blared from the train, signaling it was time to go. Harry pulled himself and Albus off the ground. Draco brought Scorpius close to him, hugging him tight.

Albus was Harry’s doppelganger, Scorpius was his. He was a miniature clone of Draco from his platinum-blonde hair, milk-white complexion, and the signature Malfoy-gray eyes. But where Draco’s eyes were often guarded and cool when he was eleven, Scorpius’s was open with bright curiosity.

And today they were leaving them. Tears pricked Draco’s eyes; he attempted to soothe the burn by blinking them. The boys haven’t left their side since they were brought home from the hospital and now they were heading off to Hogwarts.

He could tell from the sheer coming across Harry’s eyes that he wasn’t only feeling the weight of the sentiment. Harry held Albus close, dropping a kiss on his forehead, then reached over to drop one on Scorpius’s head.

“Take care of each other.” Harry said.

“We will, dad.” Albus said. Scorpius nodded.

“And write daily.” Draco tried to conceal his smirk as he saw the double eye-roll the remark brought along. “Three letters a week-from both of you-or we’ll pay the Headmistress a visit.”

“Father.” Scorpius complained.

The whistle blared once more. Children were pulling away from their parents, waving goodbye, gathering up with their friends before entering the train. With great reluctance, Harry and Draco were forced to let their boys go and watch them catch up with their friend, Rose Granger-Weasley, before they all disappeared inside the compartment.

They stayed on the platform till the train took off, disappearing from sight. Harry sighed. Draco reached for his hand, linking their fingers together.

He smiled at him, pecking his cheek. “Ready to go?”

“Not yet,” Draco replied. “There’s still one more thing I need to do.”

“What’s that?”

Draco kissed him, charging right in and claiming his lips before Harry could blink. By the time his mind caught up with what was going on, cupping Draco’s face and eagerly responding back, Draco pulled away, satisfied at the outraged cry that escape his husband’s lips.

Harry glared at him, his face flustered. “Tease!”

“Consider it payback for the old comment,” He smiled charmingly at him, offering his arm. “Shall we go home?”

Nineteen years and the word still caused a pleasant shiver.

Harry rolled his eyes half-heartedly but accepted the gesture all the same.