Got the sleeves and hood all put together ^^ they look like the drawing so I'm pleased 😀 (slow progress)
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cas had texted and said he’d be back at the bunker that night, and dean had stayed up until almost 3am waiting for the angel. when cas hadn’t walked through the bunker door, dean had to drag himself to bed before he passed out on the war table.
he didn’t sleep for long though, waking up just after 6am to check his phone. no messages from cas. was it too soon to start worrying?
making his way to the kitchen for a very strong cup of black coffee, dean shuffled past the bag in hallway while he rubbed blearily at his eyes. it took several long seconds before dean realized he’d almost tripped over cas’ overnight bag and he quickly backtracked and made a beeline for cas’ room.
the room was empty, no sign of cas’ current trenchcoat or of the angel anywhere.
frowning, dean wandered the hallways, searching for any signs of cas. but there was nothing. the bunker was quiet. empty. not even sam was awake yet.
convincing himself that the overnight bag had always been there and he’d just forgotten because he was tired, dean trudged back towards the kitchen by cutting through the library.
and he froze, mid-step.
slumped, lying curled up between two of the chairs at the table, was a sleeping angel using his trenchcoat as a pillow against the hard wooden seats.
a sleeping angel who was bundled up under dean’s old hoodie; the clothing item which usually held a permanent place in the backseat of the impala. the same hoodie that had gone missing a week ago.
dean’s heart stuttered in his chest.
his feet carried him gently across the library and he found himself reaching out and brushing a lock of hair off of cas’ forehead. the hood of the jacket was tucked up under cas’ chin, almost as if the angel had been burying his face in the cotton material, but the rest of it was slipping off and threatening to fall onto the floor.
breath catching in his throat, dean softly readjusted the hoodie and wrapped it around cas’ shoulders. cas let out a content sigh in his sleep, and dean suddenly felt weak in the knees.
cas had taken dean’s jacket with him when he’d left the bunker last week. and now, cas was using his hoodie as a blanket. a concept that years ago dean would’ve sworn up and down that cas would never understand because angels didn’t have feelings. yet, here cas was, carrying around dean’s old clothes, wearing his heart on dean’s worn sleeves.
smiling to himself, dean quietly made his way back to the kitchen to make honey tea for cas and a pot of coffee. he was going to need the caffeine courage to show cas that this was mutual.
as the coffee brewed and the tea steeped, dean snuck back into cas’ room and collected the one thing he was missing. wrapping one of cas’ old trenchcoats around his shoulders, dean was finally ready to put his own heart onto cas’ sleeve.
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Fic idea: Neil doesn’t join the Palmetto Exy team but does still end up going to the university. But trouble still finds him, because he never knows when to stop talking, and he ends up getting help from Matt Boyd.
Now Neil finds himself with his first friend who never pushes for answers but who seems just happy to hangout/study together. But now Matt has started inviting him to games, and while Neil alway found an excuse not to go, he’s started to feel guilty for saying no all the time. Going to one game can’t hurt right?
Mat seeing his best friend in the crowd plays harder than ever before, this ends up catching the rest of the foxes attentions. And gets Neil dubbed a good luck charm.
Also bringing Neil to Andrew’s attention.
(I need more Neil and Matt friendship fics)
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A fun hoodie idea that I am trying to make! I'm excited to be going to the Beetlejuice musical in May, so I wanted to make a goodie for the occasion ☺️ Wips for how far I am. First up is the original pattern bought from Etsy. Second is my changes for sizing/lengths.
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I had a dream that you posted a drawing of Machete praying with a distraught expression, wearing the Happy Hoodie for dogs, and you titled it "I'm sorry". You explained that Machete had a dream where he hit someone while driving a car (yes, car) and was apologizing for his dream. I'm sorry if this is gruesome but I thought you might find it curious lol
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Theory for the upcoming update that is 100% and 1000% wrong but funny to me
WHAT IF-
Shane's winter outfit...
Is ANOTHER jacket
ON TOP
of another jacket 🤔
but the other jacket is crappier than the one he's already wearing
I mean think about it!
"Joja's finest clothing" Is ANOTHER JACKET
thanks for listening to your weekly TED talk.
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