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Advent Calendar 2022: DAY 2 (Dean)
Christmases with the love of your life, Dean Winchester.
Hop in for 25 days of Christmas and fluff.
Day 1
Throughout the next year, you see Dean fairly often, given the amount of time you spend with your uncle because of your family’s situation. You don’t become friends immediately, you start off dancing around each other; being nice but not actually attempting to spend time together. The situation you’re both in is what pushes you to be more. His father drops him and Sam off every hunt that he deems too dangerous. You knew this used to occur even before you were around Bobby, but you weren’t aware it happened that frequently.
When you ask your uncle about it, his cryptic response doesn’t tell you much: “John does his best to keep the boys safe.” But even then, you see the hesitation in his eyes. So, you continue to run into Dean occasionally, sometimes you help him take care of Sam, and he appreciates it. Steadily, your trust starts to grow, yet it isn’t until one particular night that you realize the true extent of your bond.
The snow covering the ground crunches beneath someone’s steps. The blizzard stopped a few hours ago, it’s so cold outside that you can’t stop the shivers, yet you refuse to go back inside the house. There’s too much going on inside your head for you to properly focus on the festivities. The Winchesters are back again this Christmas, and while you’re glad you’re not alone with Bobby in the uncomfortable silences that have been happening recently, you’re not in the mood to drink punch and laugh. One look at John and his children makes you realize what you don’t have.
“What are you doing here? It’s freezing,” Dean’s voice doesn’t surprise you. You knew he was bound to follow.
“I’m just thinking,” you murmur as he sits beside you.
He hums, “about what?” And for the first time since your family became a mess, you decide to confide in someone.
Day 3
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Fanart Advent Calendar: Day 3!
For The Devil & The Chariot, by n_nami and phoenix_ascended. An amazing soulmates AU with every chapter inspired by a tarot card. My fanart is inspired by one of the last chapters, The Sun!
This piece is part of a personal challenge: an advent calendar that will feature one fanart a day for some of my favorite fics, from the 1st of December to the 24th. As it's Sunday, this one was a much more complicated design than the two first ones, but I'll go back to simpler drawings tomorrow!
#spn fanart#destiel#destiel fanart#castiel#dean winchester#tarot inspired!#my art#rezal advent calendar 2023
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Leaf pile fun
For the first image for my Advent Calendar art project, we have a prompt by @sapphirecobalt~
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ღ -> Prompt: Choking
ღ -> Jason Dean x f!reader
❉ ╤╤╤╤ ❉
Warnings: Choking, sex, biting, mild blood kink, power dynamics, dom!JD x sub!reader, lmk if anything else should be warned.
Summary: Every year for Christmas, you and your boyfriend, J.D, go to your parent's house for dinner. This year, it's held two weeks before the actual holiday, and J.D decides he's going to do whatever it takes to not go.
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"Jason, c'mon, we're gonna be late!" You held your car keys in your hand, watching for any sign of your boyfriend to appear on the staircase.
"What is your problem?" J.D came, finally, wearing a suit--kind of. He was missing a tie, instead going for a bad-boy look that you had to admit was cute.
"The problem is, we're gonna be late for Christmas dinner with my parents!" You tapped your foot impatiently, waiting as J.D continued to wonder around aimlessly, increasing the time you were late.
"It'll be fine, they'll just think we're in traffic, right?" J.D was a smooth talker, that was just how he was. You considered agreeing, but then decided to stand your ground.
"No, they won't think we 'just got stuck in traffic', and you know this," You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose in exasperation. "J.D, you know you can't always do this whenever we go there."
"Why? You enjoy the delay just as much as I do," He pointed out, and though he was right, you couldn't show it. Not now, not when you know he'd convince you to go upstairs in the bedroom like a good girl and strip for him.
"That's--ugh, you're impossible sometimes!" You were almost ready to storm out the door and sulk in the car--so close, your fingers were on the cusp of the doorknob, when J.D's arms wrapped around your waist, his strength pulling you away from the door.
"I don't think you're going to want to walk out that door there, sweetheart," He said, his voice seductively cool. He was a loser, you knew this--yet you stayed with him regardless.
"And why not?" You asked, your eyebrow raising as you stared at him with as much fury as you could muster. He knew you weren't really upset at him--no, he knew you were aroused, that you needed him, and that if he really wanted to, he could have his way with you.
And he really wanted to.
"Because, I just have a feeling you'll really regret it, and we wouldn't really want that, right sweetheart?" You nodded, your brain wrapping around the words he so eloquently spun. He kept you pinned against the door, his gaze steady as you realized that your boyfriend was going to do something that would add more time to your arrival at your parent's.
"Is it an early Christmas present?" You questioned, hopeful that he'd agree and give you a car battery or something.
"I guess you could call it something like that," J.D admitted, and without warning, he picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder. You didn't try to kick, much to his surprise, you simply accepted your fate as J.D made his way upstairs, the inevitable coming closer and closer. "I want you to behave, got it? No fucking around."
"I wouldn't dream of it," You quipped, and a slap across the face let you know that J.D meant business tonight--he wouldn't stand any of your quips or witty comebacks. He reached your shared bedroom, and kicked the door open, throwing you on the mattress.
He climbed on top of you, quickly undoing your Christmas top and ripping your expensive red bra, throwing it over his shoulder with little regard for the lost funds. His hands flew up and down your body, stripping you of all clothing he could get his hands on. It was clear what he was in the mood for, and you were more than happy to supply it.
Your pussy was wet, the slick gathering at the bottom of your panties, and J.D soon found his way to them. He grinned as he felt the moisture of your slick seeping into your panties, your cunt getting ready for all of him.
"A little eager, aren't ya, doll?" He smirked, and all you could do was let out a soft, whiny moan as he slipped a hand past the elastic waistband of your panties, gathering slick into his fingers. "You're all nice and wet for me, such a good girl."
"Please...." You trailed off when you felt one of J.D's fingers slip inside of you and curl up into your spongy walls, fucking you.
"What, sweetheart?" He teased, adding another finger. "C'mon, you can handle more than this, can't you?"
"Y-Yes," You whined when his other hand went straight to your throat, squeezing just tight enough to constrict your breathing to short, shallow breaths.
"Good, good. Ain't you the sweetest thing in Ohio?" He praised, and you smiled through the pain. J.D's fingers were moving in and out of you at a rapid pace, setting the speed for what was to come when his cock was inside of you.
"Please..." You whispered, and he held your neck tighter. A warning, you assumed, to shut up. You obliged, and J.D smirked at his victory, his control over you evident. He removed his hand, deciding to bite you on the neck instead. You moaned loudly, and fought back tears as his teeth broke flesh, tiny spurts of blood lapped up by him.
"You taste divine," He growled into your ear, his fingers moving to circle your clit. You whined as he did this, your teeth digging into your lower lip, threatening to break skin. "God, our love is God. And you are my savior."
With a sharp inhale, J.D took his fingers off of your pussy and sucked on them, eager to taste every last drop of you. He then grabbed your thighs, holding them wide open for him. Lining himself up with your cunt, he pushed in, roughly. He was breaking you open, his thick cock stretching you as far as you'd go.
"God, sweetheart, you feel so good," He was breathless, one hand cupping your thigh and another moved up to your neck, where he returned to his pattern of squeezing. The control he had over you drove you wild, the amount of power he held with his hand right at your throat was enthralling.
"P-Please, more," You asked. J.D said nothing, instead preferring to fuck you harder until you saw stars, his hand leaving your thigh and slapping you across the face.
"You're just such a whore for me, aren't you? Can't control yourself?" He teased, his slaps stinging. It only turned you on more, your body aching to reach the point of pure pleasure. J.D would soon give it to you, you knew this.
He pushed his cock in farther, his hips meeting yours and you gasped at the size of him. He was fully inside of you, and he started to thrust in and out, teasingly, before going rougher and rougher. His hand around your neck, reminding you who was in charge of this situation.
Squeezing, more. He was closer to his climax, and you were, too. His thrust got deeper, more sloppy and animalistic grunts and groans left his mouth as he chased after the pleasure that he needed.
He came, his hand nearly choking you, your vision black as he thrust into you faster, then leaving his cock inside of you, thick, hot spurts of cum covering your walls. He left it there for a while, enjoying the feeling of your pussy squeeze as you came after him, your cunt greedily painting J.D's cock with your cum.
"Oh, you're so pretty, aren't you?" J.D chuckled, removing his hand from your throat. You felt sore, your body used and spent, your neck in no condition to visit your parents for Christmas dinner. "I guess you're too tired to go to your parent's, right? I'll call them and let them know you're feeling under the weather."
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The advent calendar is here! There are 24prompts for each day and 2bonus days (25+31)
Sharing my prompt list for anyone who want to join in the fun, do a drabble, ficlet or a drawing for all days or just those you like. Ill link all the days i make after they are posted in this post.
Rules? Just this: no angst allowed and to have fun! (Also if you do join please use the tag #spnadvent23 so i can see your lovely works and reblog you! Lets have some fun friends
Prompts I am doing for each calendar “window” are below the cut:
1. Christmas card
2. Snow
3. Baking
4. Hat
5. Tree
6. Gingerbread
7. Mistaken
8. Lights
9. Naughty
10. Ice
11. Creative
12. Sweater
13. Fire
14. Tangled
15. Decorating
16. Winter walk
17. Gift
18. Candy cane
19. Reindeer
20. Cozy
21. Family time
22. Mistletoe
23. Matching
24. Happy holidays
+ bonus days
25. Morning
31. New Years Eve
I needed something to keep me daily drawing and also i wanted to give out some soft fluffy stuff thru the december to enjoy the end of the year and wrap it up in good spirit you could say. Had lots of hard times past years but spn brought me out of worst this march when i started rewatching and even got me back to creating i am thankful to be back in the fandom so i want to dedicate some time to create.
#spnadvent23#spn fanart#team free will 2.0#spn#my art#sasanka27 art#supernatural#xmasnatural#twf#angels#jack kline#castiel#sam winchester#dean winchester#team free will#spn art#look at them jack and cas as angels santa dean and nutcracker sammy!#also miracle as reindeer hehe#spn advent calendar#lets have some fun!
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And That Special Quiet On Christmas Morn, A Destiel Advent Calendar
It was far from the first time Sam had asked Dean to accompany him to an auction, but certainly the first one where he had ever purchased a piece of art. Still, he would never have expected that it would start to talk to him, or that this would change his life forever during Christmas time.
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Panic Stations
This is another Amy x Iain idea and it serves as day 9 of an advent calendar for @goodboybadrep-ooc! I hope you enjoy ❤️
Amelia sighed slightly as she pulled the keys to her late mum’s house out of her pocket. She really wished her brothers were with her but they were both working so going through her things fell down to her.
She stood in the hallway of a house that used to feel warm and homely, but now their mother wasn’t there, to Amy it just felt dark and cold. She stared at the kitchen wall as she waited for the kettle to boil. Once her tea was made she pushed herself off the counter and made her way up to the attic to go through some of her mum’s old stuff.
She climbed to the attic and sat down pulling a box of photographs towards her, she instantly felt tears prick in her eyes and the breath catch in her throat as she looked through the photos of her family. She heard the front door go as she tried to pull herself back together as she heard a faint “Amy love?” slowly getting closer and eventually the attic door opened and her boyfriend Iain Dean appeared as she sobbed quietly “Amy love? What is it?” he asked softly as she pointed to all the photos struggling to get her breath back “Oh Sweetheart, What are you doing here by yourself anyway? Weren’t your brothers supposed to come with you?” she nodded “Y-yes bu- but their wor-working.”
He pulled her into a tight hug putting slight pressure on her so that she had a calming presence “Oh love come on, let's get you downstairs and we’ll go to the Hope and Anchor and we’ll come back and go through all this when your brothers are free yeah?” she nodded feeling calmer as he hugged her “Sounds good. Hey… how did you know I was here?” she asked softly “Will told me” she smiled slightly “Of course he did… thank you for coming…”
He smiled and kissed her forehead pulling her into another hug “Of course Amy. anytime you need me you know that.”
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Hello again. Enjoyed our little advent calendar so far? I hope so. Strongly. Because i put some effort in it. So I’d appreciate some - feedback.
After all, it’s a time of togetherness and harmony, right?
And now for day 17, on which a duet is required. More precisely:
A song I would sing karaoke.
Well, this is not my thing. Not really. But with the right partner (and some backing support) i would give it a try.
Maybe.
So I have a classic for you. A must for every jazz crooner. And these guys sure know how to croon... ;D
So dear friends, followers and, guests - here’s Michael Buble & Chris Isaak with a cover of " Let it snow! ;)
#youtube#30 day song challenge#advent#advent calendar#jazz#great jazz songs#jazz classic#jazz standards#1945#vaugn monroe#frank sinatra#dean martin#michael buble#chris isaak#let it snow#isn't life great?#fun song#winter fun#winter song#happy holidays
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Happy First of December. Have one of my videos that are not available on YouTube anymore as a gift.
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Winter Blurb Masterlist
1. Mistletoe: Jake Seresin
2. Picking a Christmas Tree: James Potter
3. Decorating the Christmas Tree: JJ Maybank
4. Gingerbread Houses: Sirius Black
5. Ice Skating: Regulus Black
6. Gift Exchange: Dean Winchester
7. Sleigh Ride: Bucky Barnes
8. Snow Angels: Peter Parker
9. Shoveling Snow: Bradley Bradshaw
10. Gift Shopping: Regulus Black
11. Building a Snowman: Daryl Dixon
12. Snowed In: Matt Murdock
13. Snowball Fight: Tangerine
14. Wrapping Presents: Bradley Bradshaw
15. First Snowfall: Matt Murdock
16. Hot Chocolate: Rafe Cameron
17. Advent Calendars: Dean Winchester
18. Secret Santa: Remus Lupin
19. Sledding: James Potter
20. Christmas Music: Jake Seresin
21. Fireplace: Sam Winchester
22. Christmas Sweaters: Rafe Cameron
23. Baking: Tangerine
24. Christmas movies: Peter Parker
25. Christmas lights: Bucky Barnes
COMING SOON
Taglist: @keira-kaz2y5 @mel-vaz @lunaalovesyouu
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Advent Calendar 2022: Day 18
A story of 25 christmases with the love of your life, Dean Winchester.
Day 17
“How are they behaving?” Your tired voice carries to the other side of the line. It's been a long hunt, and the only thing you want to do is go back to your baby.
“They have been a true angel, you don't need to worry about it. Still, you should come back soon because they clearly miss you.” Bobby’s answer calms you, but doesn't decrease the anxiousness you feel.
Despite your marriage, the new house, and having a baby, you haven't abandoned hunting life whatsoever. It’s who you are, and you believe you can manage a balance between normality and getting rid of monsters. So far you've done a good job. It has taken to reach a compromise of not taking jobs too far away or that last too long. You've also managed to get breaks in between hunts. And obviously, the most important rule of not bringing your child on any of the jobs. It's usually Bobby or John who have to take care of the little devil. And most of the time, you're not this nervous about leaving them, but this time around the hunt had been more urgent and further away. On top of that, it had been nearly a month since your last one, you were aching to go back out.
“You coming back yet? Before the little devil wakes up for Christmas?”
You look outside the Impala, at Dean, who is filling the tank for the long drive home. “Yeah, we’ll be there before morning.” You're not the only one who's eager to see your baby again.
Day 19
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Fanart Advent Calendar: Day 17
For Written in Sparks, by @jemariel. I loved the relationship between Dean and Castiel in this fic, and it made me wish there were more fics out there with Cas as a phoenix!
This piece is part of a personal challenge: an advent calendar that will feature one fanart a day for some of my favorite fics, from the 1st of December to the 24th. Enjoy!
#spn fanart#destiel#destiel fanart#castiel#phoenix castiel#dean winchester#my art#rezal advent calendar 2023
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Prince Dean sleeps with a little portrait of Cas
I felt like doing some fanart for one of my favourite fanfics, so here's Everandanon's Expectations Dean ♥
Hehe~
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Harry/Ginny
✧ Rebel, Rebel - Ginny & Sirius bonding moment (OotP, one-shot)
✧ Forgetting - Ginny deals with Harry forgetting about the Chamber. (OotP, one-shot)
✧ Duelling Partner - Missing Hinny D.A. moment (OotP, one-shot)
✧ All Right Now - Ginny helps Harry with his grief over Sirius (HBP, one-shot)
✧ Priorities - In the wake of Ginny's break-up with Dean, Harry walks her to breakfast (HBP, one-shot)
✧ Fallin' All In You - The week leading up to the Gryffindor Quidditch final leads to a rise in tensions... not just between the houses. (HBP, 51k words, Complete)
✧ Everything I Wanted - Harry & Ginny's relationship from the day after the common room kiss to the break-up at Dumbledore's funeral. (HBP, 63k words, complete)
✧ Amortentia - Ginny learns what Harry smelled in the amortentia, and smells it herself. (HBP & DH, one-shot)
✧ Remorse - Ginny deals guilt over her relationship with Dean. (HBP, one-shot)
✧ A Bit Of Both - Each of the Weasleys find out about Harry & Ginny. (HBP & DH, 19k words, complete)
✧ The Middle - Ron's POV of the hinny birthday kiss. (DH, one-shot)
✧ Heartlines - DH, Ginny's POV. (WIP, but very slow WIP)
✧ Those Left Behind - Ginny deals with grief over Fred with help from Molly. (Post-canon, one-shot)
✧ Ginevra - Harry calls Ginny by her full name. (HBP - post-canon, one-shot)
✧ All I Want For Christmas - Hinny's first Christmas together. (Post-canon, NSFW, one-shot)
✧ Harry decides to propose to Ginny. (Post-canon, drabble)
✧ Countdown - Teddy gets his first advent calendar. (Post-canon, one-shot)
✧ A Two Step Process - Harry buys a ring & proposes. (Post-canon, one-shot)
✧ Someone Else's Life - Harry & Ginny travel between a reality where they're happily married and one where they never got back together after Voldemort's defeat. But which is real and which is the dream? Oh, and there's the small matter of the murderer they need to catch. (60k words, complete)
✧ In Another Life - Sequel to Someone Else's Life. (WIP)
✧ Leaping Forward - James Sirius' first display of magic. (Post-canon, one-shot)
✧ Reunion - DA reunion, McGonagall's POV. (Post-canon, one-shot)
✧ Mortifying - Harry deals with Lily-Luna having a very Ginny-esque moment. (Post-canon, one-shot)
James/Lily
✧ Sands Of Time - James & Lily connect at a Slug Club party. (one-shot)
✧ Let It Linger - James tries to be Lily's friend, no matter how much it hurts. (One-shot)
✧Auld Lang Syne - Lily has a horrible New Year's Eve, and there's only one place - one person - she can think to go to. (One-shot)
✧ The Way Ahead - Harry & Neville tell McGonagall their career plans, and she wonders what their parents would think (one-shot)
Draco/Astoria
✧ Homecoming - Draco returns home after three years of exile. It's meant to be a temporary stay, but fate, and Astoria Greengrass, have other plans. (84k words, complete)
✧ The Array - missing moments from Homecoming.
✧ Wayfinding - Pivotal moments from the life of Draco & Astoria (WIP)
✧ The Malfoys meet the Potters at King's Cross (Drastoria & Hinny)
Other Couples & Gen One-shots
✧ End of the Road - The night Salazar leaves Hogwarts for good. (Slytherin/Gryffindor)
✧ Black - Bellatrix learns her sister's greatest secret. (Ted/Andromeda)
✧ Eight Days A Week - Molly has a secret, and so does Arthur. (Molly/Arthur)
✧ Because I Knew You - Four times Tonks tries to get Ginny out of the house, and one time Ginny returns the favour. (Ginny & Tonks gen)
✧ Charlie's Secret - Fleur discovers Charlie's biggest secret. (Charlie & Fleur gen)
✧ A Bad Idea - George & Angelina make some questionable decisions at Ron & Hermione's wedding. (George/Angelina)
✧I'll Be There - Ginny & Hermione's first time sharing a room. (Ginny & Hermione gen)
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And That Special Quiet On Christmas Morn, A Destiel Advent Calendar December 3
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Logically, Dean knew that the painting had not saved his life. It was idiotic to think that it had somehow thrown itself down just so he wouldn’t touch the saw at that moment. But somehow, he couldn’t help but feel that this was exactly what had happened.
He didn’t tell anyone, of course – well, apart from the thing with the ceiling, which he came to regret when the next day, Crowley showed up with a workman, had him fix it, check the entire rest of Dean’s roof and refused to even tell him how much this had cost because he had decided Dean was not to pay a penny.
It was one of those spontaneous acts of generosity that Crowley, when thanked or even just spoken to about them, always denied, claiming he was a heartless bastard, despite everyone who had ever grown close to him knowing better. And Dean, from experience, knew something else – he would never find out how much he had paid, and Crowley would consider it an insult if he tried. So he resigned himself to his repaired roof but swore that on his next birthday, Crowley would get a wonderfully crafted present that he could not refuse.
At least this meant that his workshop could go back to normal right away, and it also led to Dean hanging up the painting again, at the same spot, but being very careful about it. Despite the part of him that continued to insist it would have fallen regardless just to help him, his rational thoughts reminded him that he should take better care lest it got harmed if it fell again.
All in all, whether his crazy theory was true – which it wasn’t, he reminded himself – Dean was most definitely grateful that he had purchased the painting now. He wouldn’t have liked to imagine what could have happened, or who would have found him – Sammy was known to drop by in the evening, or what if it had been Crowley or Charlie or Benny or Aaron or –
It was most definitely not fun to imagine, so he rather decided to think about something else.
After all, it was time to prepare for his small stand at the Christmas market. He’d been unsure if he even wanted to try a couple of years back, but Sam had been adamant, and he’d been right – the small trinkets and toys he made throughout the year when business was slow or he was bored had proven to be some of his best-selling products, and he had come to enjoy working the stand very much. It was something different to do than stand in his workshop all day which, much as he loved it, could grow a little monotonous, and it got him into contact with people – for example he’d met Aaron because he’d been looking for Christmas presents that weren’t too overtly Christian due to his own faith.
And so, he began making his inventory and a list of things he’d need, whistling to himself as he did so. He really did love Christmas, even if the holidays hadn’t been too much fun back when they were kids, despite his best efforts. Nowadays though, they always made sure to celebrate with as many of their friends as they could.
He glanced at the painting from time to time; he couldn’t help it. Ever since the incident, he’d begun wondering if the man had just sprung from some artist’s imagination or if there had been a model, and if so, what he’d been like. There had been little to no information the auction house could give them, which Sam had disputed because provenience was important (again showing off that art course) but Dean had simply been so happy that he had managed to get the painting that he had not cared at that moment. Now, though, it was another story entirely…
Not that there was a reason for it, he reminded himself. It had been a freak coincidence, he had gotten lucky, the big guy up in the sky had decided he got to live another day. Nothing more to it.
If only he could have made himself believe that.
Anyway, the painting was back to where it belonged, he was getting ready for Christmas time, and he hadn’t electrocuted himself. All good things in his book.
And then, that very evening, it happened.
He now knew exactly what he’d have to purchase, what he’d stock his stand with, and how he would handle his shop in the meantime, and had made himself hot chocolate to celebrate. He’d gone back to his workshop one more time just to make sure Crowley’s guy had done good work (of course he had) when he heard the voice.
“I am glad your roof is fixed now.”
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You Will be Loved
This is one of two posts today. And this serves as Day 11 of an advent calendar for @goodboybadrep-ooc! I hope you enjoy ❤️
Amy sat curled into her bed, she wasn’t feeling her best, she felt awful. She was supposed to be going out with Iain today but… she just wasn’t feeling it. She was feeling really down- she hadn’t even picked up her phone, Cal had knocked on her bedroom door this morning to bring her a cup of tea and she just waited until he had left. That had been a few hours ago now and her brothers had left the flat. She knew that the cup of tea would be sat on the floor outside her bedroom freezing cold. But she didn’t care.
She could hear someone tinkering about in the kitchen, but her brothers weren’t here so who was that? She got up and shakily made her way to her bedroom door and pulled it open “Hello?” her voice came out croaky because she’d been crying for hours so she cleared her throat and tried again “Hello? Whose there?”
Iain turned to look at her then from the kettle “Hey love, Cal called me and said you were struggling so I figured I’d bring our date to you. I’ve got takeaway, I’ve got a movie and I’ve got snacks. I’m even making you fresh tea. Grab your blanket and pillow. Make yourself comfortable on the sofa.”
She did so and as she curled up she said in a small voice “Why?” Iain looked at her and he shot her a sympathetic look “Because I love you” she ran a hand through her hair and asked again “Why?” he moved towards her “Why do I love you? Is that what you're asking me?”
She nodded again and looked at him with tears in her eyes again “Oh sweetheart” he pulled her into a tight hug to try and head off a panic attack he knew may come “Amelia Louise Knight. I love you because you're amazing, you are the sweetest person I know. You are an amazing doctor and I’ve never seen anyone care as much as you do about those around you. And you put up with so much from me, your brother and your best friend. I am constantly so proud of you for everything you’ve been through and managed to get past. Amy, I love you because you deserve to be loved.”
“Do I?” She asked softly, he chuckled lightly and kissed the top of her head and flicked on the TV having already plated everything and put the movie in. “Of course you do sweetheart come on. Let’s have a date.” he pulled the blanket over both of them as she rested her head on his shoulder finally relaxing. And a few hours later Cal smiled from the front door, having found them both asleep.
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