lol that would be me

I released a new EP today with some songs that may or may not end up on my upcoming album, hopefully to be released in late May.

‘Enigma’ is my take on a break-up song I guess, reflectively kicking said ex in the face as I go along (he deserves it, no worrries). 

“And I don’t want to be your friend
Don’t want to know where you are now
While I am mending the amends you made
While I was still around
In secret codes I spell the words
That I don’t dare to say out loud
It hurts so much to realise
That they will never be found
The truth will stay buried in sound.”

why is my girlfriend the most adorable person ever

Sicklings

Sam x Reader, Dean x Lisa

A/N: So my son Rylington came home from school today with the typical signs of an oncoming cold. Being a medic I had a feeling he wasn’t going to go back tomorrow morning. Towards the end of tonight, he spiked a fever, sealing my professional opinion. All my mind has been consumed with is making sure my little boy will be okay (every parent on here would share their sympathies I’m sure lol) Writing always makes me happy, and that’s how this fic was born. Expect at least 3 parts. Hell maybe I could even make this into a full blown series. I always get carried away when writing!

Word Count: 636

Featuring: Family fluff, sick children angst, parents being cute with each other lol (didn’t really want to call them warnings)

Summary: “The Life” long in Baby’s rear-view mirror, Sam and Dean both settled down, now proud husbands and fathers. Dean ended up married Lisa, now runs his own mechanic shop, and he and Lisa gave Ben a little sister named Sabrina. Sam married you, was able to finish his law degree and runs his own law firm, and through your womb he gave you three bustling little boys named Al, Leo, and Ricky. Al comes home sick one day. You and Sam do your best to deal with it when all three boys end up sick. 

A cough was nothing to you.

But it doesn’t always go away. Sometimes it turns into other nasty things.

Al was sent home early from school that day, and you had a feeling it was going to turn into the latter. A notice was sent home from your boys’ school saying the flu was going around. So you knew there was a possibility he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.

“Mama, I don’t feel good” Al whined from the couch, a untouched NutriGrain bar in his hand, laying down watching cartoons.

“I know sweetie.” you replied from the kitchen. You were still trying to clean up the mess that had progressively grown over the last few days. You hated doing dishes and only did them when you ran out of cups and plates. “Your brothers should be getting off the school bus anytime now.” as you spoke, you could hear the sound of a bus applying it’s breaks and children laughing. If the sidewalk by your driveway wasn’t a bus stop, you would’ve been out there waiting for your two younger children to get off. Al was 8 and in 2nd grade, Ricky was 6 and in 1st, and Leo was 4 ½ and in preschool. They were good boys who took after their father’s academic excellence, yet had their Uncle Dean’s mischievous streak on occasion. You’d received a parent teacher conference summons when Al played a prank on a female classmate, resulting in her being sent to the nurse’s office for playground sand in her eyes. 

You heard the door open around the same time Sam’s Charger was pulling into the driveway. The boys ran in chasing each other and laughing. Sam followed not too far behind them. All three kids ran up their father and tackled him to the floor, Sam laughing all the way down, holding up his arms in surrender. You came out of the kitchen to greet the handsome men in your life.

“Hi sweetie.” Sam said, getting up to kiss you, causing your sons to groan audibly. You and Sam shared a smile. “How was your day?”

“Eventful, to say the least. The kitchen and dining room are now as spotless as they can be, all the boys’ sheets are in the dryer, and Al came home with a congested cough.” A look of concern came across Sam’s face as he turned to see his oldest son crawling back on the couch, it being clear he exerted what little energy he had left joining his brothers in ambushing their dad.

Sam approached the couch. “Hey sport, how you feeling?”

“Awful, dad.” he laid back down but this time in Sam’s lap. Sam placed a hand gently on his forehead and his concerned look grew.

“Gee kid, you’re on fire.”

“I’ve already called Dr. Schwarts,” you said as you were walking back towards the kitchen. “she said to keep him home from school and keep the fluids coming, give children’s Advil as needed.”

“Okay. Ricky, Leo, try and play among yourselves for the rest of today. Your big brother’s sick,” Sam said to the younger boys.

“But I like germs. Icky things are cool!” Leo exclaimed. Ricky made a face. You were thankful one of your messy boys was something of a germaphobe.

But they obeyed their father and went to play outside. Some of the neighborhood kids were outside too. Sam got out of his business suit and changed into a T-shirt that showed off his incredibly ripped upper body and a pair of jeans and sandals. He followed the boys outside to watch them while you finished wiping down the counters. After putting the spray bottle away you went to the couch where Al had fallen asleep and took the cereal bar from him, covering him with a flat sheet.


Part Two Coming Soon!

FOREVER BABES!
@notnaturalanahi, @wheresthekillswitch, @becs-bunker, @samdeservestobeloved, @wordstothewisereaders, @sisterwinchesterwriter, @chelsea072498

SAM GIRL SQUAD!
@ellen-reincarnated1967@samgirlsclub@sisterhoodofsam@ilostmyshoe-79@oriona75@manawhaat@sammit-janet@blushingsamgirl@sampositive@samgifsdaily@samwinchestersource@teamfreewill-imagine, @riversong-sam, @bohowitch, @thefangirling-bread, @ladydork 

I am a short girl, you guys in love with a short girl? 😂 my height is only 154cm lol. It would be so cute, if I have a daddy who taller than me so much 💕💕💕

Soft boys in flower crowns, this must be heaven (ᅌᴗᅌ✿) 

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  • Victor: happy birthday, lyubov moya!
  • Yuuri: oh, you found out?
  • Victor: Phichit texted me last night because he had the feeling you'd conveniently forget to mention it...
  • Yuuri: I didn't want you to think you had to do anything special, you already do so much for me...
  • Victor: well, since I didn't have time to go shopping, I made you a present instead.
  • Yuuri: ... what are these?
  • Victor: favors! Whenever you want me to kiss you or something, you just give me the slip that says-
  • Yuuri: *grabs Victor by the collar* you think I need an "I owe you"? If I want a kiss, I'll take it.
  • Victor: ... please do.
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Mean Girls, Seventeen edition: Who are the plastics? They’re teen royalty. If Pledis was Ceci Magazine, they would always be on the cover. Plan V + My Angel

happy birthday mikey!! // @5sos

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based on this post … because I thoroughly enjoy @badhpideas

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301216 / i’ve visited half of the muji stores in california now wooOo ʅ(;◔ᴗ◔)ʃ

i’ll be using one of the black B6 notebooks as a bullet-ish journal for this year, so i’ll probably post spreads come january~~ besides that, this is most likely going to be my last post of 2016, so!! cheers to 2017🎉