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ywpd-translations · 3 months

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Ride 766: The ones chasing the colored bib!!

Pag 1

1: Those who pride themselves on their speed on flats are jumping ahead one by one!!

Waa

So fast!

2: Their goal is

3: the first result that's 10km ahead of here...

Pag 2

1: The sprint line!!

Pag 3

1: We're done here

On!!

Hurry up, you haven't forgotten anything?

2: Damn, road racing is so much more hectic than tennis

3: I-I'll grab that for you!

Thanks

4: We have to take a different route than the race to get to the supply point ahead of time

5: They were saying that a a lot of people jumped ahead earlier right after the start

For that “something line”? Is that thing so important?

Pag 4

1: The sprint line is the first title

2: During the Inter High there are three colored bibs you can obtain in one day: the sprint's “green bib”, the mountains' “red bib”, and the one for that day's victory, the “yellow bib”

This for all three days... nine of them in total

3: And among them, the “first day's fast sprint line” is the very first one

4: A flash situation right after the start when no one is injured or had retired yet.... out of the nine bibs that everyone can desire

5: under the same conditions, this, most of all, is the one

Pag 5

1: when everyone has the same chances!!

Gallop!!

2: The green bib

3: has to be mine!!

Ugh!! That guy's fast!!

4: There's a lot of show-offs from Nagoya

They mistake flashiness for strength

Real strength is

Pag 6

2: is “thickness”!!

Th... “thickness”!?

3: I'm Oosumi from Kagoshima's Satsuma Nishi high school!!

In Kyushu “thick” means “big”!! And I won't lose against anyone when it comes to waist circumference and neck thickness!!

Ugh!! He really is huge!

4: Oosumi-kun!!

Kagoshima's Oosumi-kun!!

5: The thickest volcano in Japan is Sakurajima!!

The thickest radish in Japan is the Sakurajima radish!!

Uh... but that has nothing to do with running!!

Pag 7

1: I want to try and see if there's a connection!!

3: If everyone has a chance, then it's not out of reach for anyone

4: That's right... the chances are equal... so

5: of course... in order to take all the bibs and regain the title

Pag 8

1: Kanagawa's Hakone Academy is aiming for the first sprint line too!!

Pag 9

1: “Shoot them down”?

You really wanna go, Bashi-kun?

2: Well...

3: In that case, Jou-kun will rest..

Wha!! wait, Manami, the plan....

4: We can't hold him back.... Bashi-san, please don't break your zipper

5: Even if I break it, as long as I win there's nothing to complain about!!

6: Can you do it?

Who do you think you're speaking to!!

7: I'll take it, 100%!!

My jersey, that was handed over to me by Izumida-san... and that Izumida-san got from Shinkai-san...

Pag 10

1: Is the one with the “bib number 4”, the ace sprinter number of Hakone Academy's tradition!!

2: Ugh!! Hakogaku is moving....

Ugh...

The first sprint.... for Hakogaku, Doubashi is suddenly going for it?!

Pag 11

3: Just now

4: I heard someone say that Hakogaku is moving!!

5: And earlier I got confirmation that Kaburagi moved

Pag 12

1: The third year Doubashi is going?

That Doubashi!!

2: What should our selected team do!!

3: We have no chance of winning

So do we keep going like this and preserve our strengths?

Should we send someone!?

4: Good grief.... is there no time to calmly savor the “feeling of running”at the Inter High!! The feeling of running!!

5: Pfui...

Pag 13

1: Of course I'm prepared for it but still!!

2: Kobayashi!! Uchikawa!!

3: You have the chance to test your legs that you've trained on the track field!!

4: Go for the green bib challenge!!

Pag 14

1: Huh.... but

But the first attack is basically already done

If only the two of us jump ahead now from here....

2: One last train is soon coming up from behind us

He has a terrific acceleration, but if you can jump on it you can make it to the front!!

3: Ohh

Waaa

4: He's coming!!

5: Seriously!? If we can then I wanna go!!

What should we do, Sugimoto-san!!

Pag 15

1: He's here!!

5: He's huge!!

Hakogaku!!

Huh!! Sugimoto-san!?

7: Kuaaaaaa!!

Pag 16

1: Doubashii!!

2: Sugimoto-san jumped ahead....

3: and caught up to the Hakogaku guy!?

4: Huh!?

What do you want, you....

Pag 17

1: You're Sohoku's handyman....!?

2: Can you take two people of the selcted team with you!?

I want to give them the chance to experience the sprint

3: Why are you running in the Inter High!!

4: The selected team!? So you're the one they said they called at last minute!!

Please take them with you

5: Ah!? You call that a negotiation!?

Get out of here with that selfish talk!!

6: There's no benefit for me..!! It's ridiculous!! I refuse!!

I'll make up for it!!

Pag 18

1: When Hakogaku is in a pinch somewhere, we'll help you!! I'll take the initiative!!

3: Buah!! Oi, wait-

You!? Helping!? Hakogaku!?

Th-that's right!!

4: Buuah, that's not balanced!!

Please

5: Please!!

Pag 19

1: …. tch, I don't hate earnest people

2: Get on!! Selected team's guys!! But I won't care if you get shaken off!!

5: Handyman!!

I felt your spirit!!

Pag 20

1: I'll take these guys for now

I don't expect anything though!!

Thank you Doubashi!!

Waaa-

He's so fast!!

Pag 21

1: Ah I'm so glad....

Sugimoto-san....

Sugimoto-san is amazing.... he negotiated....

2: Now, we'll run in a formation while preserving our strength

Otherwise, if we're all scattered when they come back, they won't have a place to rest

3: Yessir!!

4: Do your best, guys

5: So fast....

It's hard, Kobayashi...

6: But we'll hold out

This is the road that Sugimoto-san negotiated for us!!

Yes!!

Pag 22

2: Hakone Academy's Doubashi moved, on!!

This.... Issa-kun and Doubashi-san... could it be that it'll be like...

3: last year's matchup, on!!

4: No but, Kanzaki-chan, what you were saying earlier about the colored bibs

5: You said that counting the sprint and the climb, there's three of them for each day

Pag 23

1: And there's no one who wants to take all three of them?

2: Yeah, since climbing and sprinting are fundamentally different running styles, there's no one

5: That is, if you exclude....

Pag 24

1: those out-of the-ordinary people who will appear sometimes!!

Yon

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #yowamushi pedal manga #ride766 #this???? is going to be so interesting?????#doubashi+issa+danchiku+kiji+those two guys from sugimoto's team #and all the other random people that i assume wont play a big part lmao #the doubashi and sugimoto's interaction was not on my yowapeda bingo 2024!!! but oh am i glad it happened!!#sugimoto is so freaking cool like wtf #also i love doubashi with all my heart #also i assume the original hakogaku strategy was to send takdajou for the sprint??#i didnt remember he was a sprinter lmao #btw i cant wait to see how this is gonna play out aaaaaaaaaa

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wafflepatterns · 2 years

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Meet new sewing pattern <Kaede> Utility apron / Tool belt

A new item is just released from Waffle Patterns. Meet Utility apron / Tool belt <Kaede> sewing pattern. You can choose a bib apron type or tool belt with many useful pockets and functional parts!

Please freely mix and combine the design options as you like and make functional gear for sewists, gardeners, carpenters, makeup artists, florists, or all cool creative workers!

View A is an apron type with a bib and the apron is slightly longer than View B. The bib pocket has a layer and pen holder. There is a large layered pocket on the center of the apron and useful cargo pockets, zipper pockets, and hanger loops are on the side parts.

View B is a tool belt type with belt loops, and slightly shorter than View A. The center pocket has one more layer for the artist tool pocket where we can store brushes, seam rippers, or any other stick-shaped equipment. It features belt loops&belt. you can make a belt for this or use a belt you already have. Also, it can be changed to View A type of belt.

My personal favourite is the detachable tool pocket. If you want to make this, please attach the hunger loop or belt loops/belt for attaching it.

Please mix and match the options for your design intention and materials.

The pattern is drafted for woven fabrics. Mid-heavy weight durable fabrics like duck, twill, denim, linen, or canvas will be suitable.

Some very thick/stiff fabrics might not be suitable for details like double folded edge or flap etc, because of the thickness of fabric layers. Please consider proper finishes for your material or try to use a contrast fabric for some parts.

I partly used folded nylon tape instead of the double folded pocket opening edges on the sample. Depending on the fabric, maybe this is a good option for the hem, too. Also, I used a contrast fabric for the facing on the gray sample and skip interfacing on some parts, because the shell is quite stiff.

The salmon pink sample was made with mid-weight cotton duck, I made other workwear series with this like Anzu or Azuki. I bought it at local traveling fabric market years ago. Since the construction is like chambray or dungaree, similar fabrics may be found in coloured denim section.

The gray sample is a teflon-coated outdoor fabric. It’s a bit stiff for clothing but perfect for this item. This fabric is also from my local fabric market years ago.

I want to make another one with oil clothes, raw denim or nylon ripstop if I can find nice fabric.

The samples are using durable webbing tape for the belt and neck straps etc. Those tapes and parts like adjusters are sometimes found in bag making material section at stores. If you cannot find perfect materials, make the tape from a shell or contrast fabric of the same width.

<Size>

3 sizes XS/S, M/L, and XL/XXL are available. As for choosing your size, I recommend referring to the finishing measurement, too. I think some people like to use a tool belt of a smaller size. In that case, please choose a smaller size, then adjust the length of the belt and neck strap to fit your body. If you use the apron over jackets or outers, a larger size will be the option. Since the pattern is quite flat, those are suitable for men, too. The length might be too short. If you want to lengthen, off-setting the hem is the easiest way.

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The sewing pattern includes 15 pages of instructions and all the sewing processes are described with detailed illustrations. The pattern files are available for both home printers (A4 or US letter) and copyshop(A0/A1 format).

You can check other photos of this model on my Flickr page.

The Utility apron / Tool belt -Kaede- (size XS - XXL) PDF sewing pattern is available here. Also in the Etsy shop.

Special discount price until 12th Sep 2022 (CEST) with other popular patterns. No discount code is needed! The sale page is here.

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*In the sale period, the shipping of the paper pattern starts 13th Sep 2022.

Enjoy your sewing!

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overalls4all · 1 day

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Riley sent this picture to his friends with the text: "Dudes I did it."

Overalls for All had been spreading like wildfire among men across the country. Men of all ages were donning overalls and embracing them as personal uniforms. Riley's social media was flooded with videos of guys trying on overalls for the first time and immediately joining the movement. Riley knew it was his turn next.

Riley ordered a pair of Carhartt denim overalls. When the package arrived, he tore it open and felt the heavy denim in his hand. The zipper across the chest, the strap buckles, and the side buttons all seemed so tough and cool. As he strapped on his overalls, he shivered at the straps on his shoulders. He placed a hand on his chest to feel his bib against his breast. Immediately Riley knew this was the right choice.

His phone started buzzing with text alerts:

"Awesome bibs dude!"

"A new bib brother, welcome Riley!"

"I knew you couldn't hold out. Overalls for All!"

"Real men wear overalls. Proud of you man."

The shower of support filled Riley with confidence. He was ready to take a step into a new life of overalls. He was now a part of a movement of men united in overalls. He could look forward to a future where all men wore overalls. Overalls for All!

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pinkplantmakesstuff · 3 months

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The dress is almost complete, I need to sew a zipper at the back. Then I'm going to be making a little bonnet, socks, bloomers and bib thing. It's also a msd sized outfit and my Pépin doll is a 30cm so its a bit big on him but will fit my other dolls

I am really ill now though so at least it's something I can just zone out and make!

#Sewing #Matt rambles #Bjd

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cheryldaboss · 10 months

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I bet that the cute little newborn would enjoy the thought of seeing her 'adult clothes' be babified~ Her favourite big girl dresses turning more and more frilled with babyish additions to help make the little cutie feel like her little 'adult' wear compliments her thick pampers and big binky she loves so much~ All of her shirts getting snap-ons to help the little one hold her pampers for a few more hours instead of needing a change due to how much of a little pamper packer she is~ All of her shoes having their laces removed, replaced with Velcro Tapes since she can't be trusted in keeping her shoes tied, with them all being covered in pastel stickers and coat them~ All her pants having overall straps, having the crotch area of the pants being cut and replaced with buttons to allow easy take-offs for changes, with her silly zipper and button at the front removed~ Just having all of her clothes she wears be replaced with babyish additives to make sure that the silly infant is properly given the right clothes based on her dependence~

Now, of course, a number of them can't for sure, especially what she considers her big girl wear~ Things such as bra's would have to be replaced with bibs and bonnets, to help the little one take their droolies and not be distracted by all the activity that is around her from her naps and playtime~ Her panties replaced with bloomers and baby pants, in order to help cover her pampers that she loves so much~ I'm sure that little cheryl wouldn't miss them, since she will be too busy slapping her little hands on herself and wiggling her toes as she simply enjoys being in her near birthday suit, having no thoughts of things such as what she has to wear since it would be dada's decision. Little babies don't need to worry about things such as modesty or how she appears, when she will always be coo'd at for being just a precious little cutie~

Yes pleaseeeee!

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citadelofmythoughts · 10 months

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Cosplay items in:

long yellow wig - just needs a little trimming/styling

Orange fingerless glove

Black vinyl opera glove (for building Yang's prosthetic on)

Pending - bib overalls w/front zipper

Now, here's a question. Do you think that black boots instead of brown would harm the overall look of the cosplay? I've got a pair of black combat boots that I wear all the time anyway.

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mus1g4 · 8 months

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Do you know if any other states apart from Oregon make inmates wear jeans as part of the uniform? Are these jeans just normal jeans with stencil or do they have any particularities?

Also, do you know what are the standard restraints applied to inmates in Oregon? I’ve seen Oregon inmates with leg irons and belly chains with side mounted cuffs, but not sure if that’s still the standard there. Would be interesting to see the different restraining setups per state / prison facility.

Ps: it’s amazing to see the great content and info you post here. It’s a pleasure to see such passion and knowledge. I hope one day I get to be arrested by you in my bib overalls and taken to Hampton jail. Please keep all this amazing content going :)

Wow! That is quite a question and also a lovely compliment! I thank you and will try to keep up with good content!

So, in answer to your first question, many states still use "prison denim" as a part of the uniform! Oregon (as you mentioned) along with Illinois, Iowa, Louisiana, California, Massachusetts, and Virginia to name the ones I can remember this afternoon.

Many, if not all of these prison systems have prison industries where they have inmates constructing the uniforms on site. Others use commercial contracts with companies like Levi Strauss. The biggest differences in commercially sold jeans or dungarees vs prison ones are in terms of quality, heaviness of materials and use of plastic instead of metal. Prisons also strongly favor button flies vs zippers.

The same holds true for the matching shirts (blue poplin or chambray cotton) and yard coats.

My prison overalls and matching coat are waiting for you to wear convict!

Question about Prison Denim

#inmate #prison #jail #convict #prisoner #male #prison denim

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xdarkhowlx · 14 days

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CHALLENGE: AU solo PARTIES: AU!Kyle and also his cousin LOCATION: Ontario, CANADA SUMMARY: What if Kyle never moved to Wicked’s Rest? WARNING: gun use, and please read below <3

For this (okay last) week’s AU I was wondering if Kyle would still be a werewolf if he never moved to Wicked’s Rest, and this is my answer to that. :) (But so seriously, there’s description of an animal attack and the injuries from an animal attack, and death, so please be so cautious when you continue reading, friends.)

An hour ahead of first light, bundled tightly and pressed against his cousin, Kyle sat in a tree stand. His butt was beginning to go numb and he had to take a leak, but every movement he made earned him an elbow to the ribs. He didn’t know why, it wasn’t like it was shooting light yet. It wasn’t his first hunt, either. He was older than his cousin by a few years, so he’d been hunting longer on top of it. Still, he kept his complaints to himself until the call of nature could no longer be ignored. He shifted in his seat again, moving to get up, and received another jab in the side.

“I have to piss,” he whispered, elbowing his cousin back.

“Now, Mahihkan?” his cousin asked, the disappointment evident in his tone, even as he fondly opted for Kyle’s middle name.

“Now, cvpon.”

He ignored the string of complaints, (“Why didn’t you go before we left? Make sure you’re downwind or you’ll spoil the whole day,”) and trudged through the snow downwind of the tree stand. The season was quickly drawing to a close, and his cousin hadn’t bagged his own deer yet. That wasn’t Kyle’s fault. He was a lousy shot, but if Kyle gave him a reason to blame him, his cousin would.

Muttering his own complaints, he stopped by a tree and began the chore of unbundling partway. He had no more than unzipped his coat when he heard the sound of crunching snow behind him. Krrmph. Krrmph. Kyle shook his head. Now his cousin was playing pranks, too?

“Can’t sneak up on me that easily,” he called, and the footsteps stopped short. He turned to see if he could see his cousin, even in the darkness of early morning. He saw nothing but the hazy form of trees reaching skyward, still and black. “Nice try.”

He fumbled with the zipper on his bibs, and again came the crunching of snow behind him. It was slow and steady, like your heartbeat on your pillow at night. Krrmph. Krrmph. Krrmph. “I can still hear you,” he called again, but this time the footsteps didn’t stop. Frustrated now, Kyle spun around to address his cousin, but again he could only see darkness around him. He stood still a moment, listening intently. He could almost see the form of his cousin crouched in the brush, steadily creeping forward. Krrmph, krrmph, krrmph.

“I see you, man. It’s not fuckin’ gonna work. You’re gonna scare all the deer off if you—,” but he was cut off abruptly by the shadowy form rushing at him and lunging. He had expected a bear hug tackle from his cousin playing around with him. He expected laughter and roughhousing. He did not expect teeth tearing at his coat. Down exploded from the lining of his coat, filling the beast’s mouth with nothing but feathers. This close up, Kyle could finally tell it was a wolf. It didn’t look quite right; there was something off about it that deeply unsettled him. His body was covered in goosebumps that had nothing to do with the cold air around them. Sputtering on its unpleasant mouthful, the wolf tried to regain its composure as Kyle wriggled out from beneath it.

The snow at this time of year was deep in Ontario, and drifting. His footsteps were clumsy as he tried to run through the knee deep drifts. The wolf was far more agile than he, in its element and hungry. With hunters picking off deer and moose, Kyle could empathize that the wolf had probably missed out on meals. The justification was lost as the animal pounced on him from behind. Kyle fell face first into the snow. It was so cold that it burned where it touched the glimpses of exposed skin on his face and neck. He tried to scream, but the weight of the wolf on his back had forced the air from his lungs. The only sound that escaped was a strangled sob.

Again the wolf tore at his coat and was met with more feathers. Angered, it slashed at his back, its claws rending layers of clothing to shreds. Kyle tried to crawl out from under the beast, but it held him in place. It was ripping at his clothes now as he struggled, and Kyle could feel the moist heat of its muzzle through the fabric of his shirt.

“Please,” he begged, breathlessly. “Please!”

But there is no forgiveness without the shedding of blood. Kyle screamed as much as he could, as the wolf’s teeth made contact with his now bare shoulder. The pressure of the monster sitting atop him was relieved as it began dragging him through the snow. He gasped, filling his lungs with much needed breath. It was too dark to see anything, but colors bloomed at the edge of his vision and his head swam as air circulated through him again. He screamed, this time loud and agonized, as the creature tugged him away. There was no good way to escape the grip it had on him without doing immense damage to himself.

A gunshot rang out in the air and both Kyle and the wolf flinched. The animal paused, mouth still attached to its newfound meal. Kyle screamed again with everything in him, and another gunshot followed. The wolf began scrambling, trying to drag him away faster. He struggled against it. He boxed the animal about the nose and pulled hunks out of its fur wherever he could reach. A third time a gun was fired. It had to be his cousin, but it was still so dark that there was no way he was taking aim. They were warning shots, but they were having the desired effect. The wolf was panicked, trying to grab Kyle in different spots to take its meal off and feast. He put all of his energy into thrashing and squirming. The beast tore into him haphazardly. His abdomen was flayed open. Where he tried to protect himself, his arms were bloodied. Whether it was the fight he put up, or the warning shots, the beast finally relented. It released him and took off, just another dark shape against the blanket of early morning darkness around them.

Kyle lay there, bleeding into the snow. His eyes were heavy. He could hear his cousin calling for him, and he could hear loud choking sobs in response that he was vaguely aware were coming from his own throat. Kyle was a thousand miles away from the cold and the pain. He could vaguely feel the sticky warmth of blood pooling beneath him. He could smell the metallic scent of it in the air. His cousin’s voice got no closer, staying distant and panicked. The hiccuping sobs began to quiet in the minutes that followed as his cousin frantically searched. It could’ve been five minutes, if could have been more, or it could’ve been an eternity before Kyle’s cousin would find him. A sense of serenity had enveloped him in that time. He was tired. It was still so early in the morning and he fought against sleep. Tears quietly raced across Kyle’s cheeks, dampening the hair by his ears. They were miles from home, miles from the closest hospital, miles even from their truck. His cousin called his name again and again, sounding farther and farther off in the distance.

“It’s okay,” he heard himself saying. “It’s okay.” And he quietly fell asleep.

#solo: 5/13 challenge #solo #weekly challenge #gun use tw

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muchamusedaboutnothing · 2 years

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Heart of a Hunter Act VII - Ch. 3

Characters: Dean x doctor!Reader, Sam Winchester This story is Act 7 of a saga. New to the story? Get caught up on the Heart of a Hunter Saga here.

All your favorite Winchesters are alive, in spite of the curse that nearly took them from you. After coming so close to losing the only family you have left in this world, you’re taking matters into your own hands. There’s a witch to hunt.

Series Warnings:

Character injuries/sickness - Take note that no one is excluded from this.

Canon-typical violence and language.

Lots of whump.

Lots of caring for hurt characters.

Smut (18 Only. NSFW. You were warned.)

Angst.

Fluff.

Medical talk. Is that even a warning

Image Credit: bing image search, google image search , @whoeveryoulovethemost , @sammysnaughtygirl , Supernatural Wiki, https://dizzojay.livejournal.com/

Wordcount: 2956

Chapter 3

After dinner on the second day of Addie’s visit to the bunker, she brought a carry-on suitcase on wheels into the mess hall where you were just finishing giving Jonah a bottle.

“Have we run you off so soon?” Dean teased, eyeing the luggage as you brought Jonah up to your shoulder to gently pat his back.

“Not hardly,” Addie said with a grin, wheeling the little blue carry-on right up to Dean’s feet where he sat next across from you.

Dean’s eyebrows went up in confusion that was only exacerbated by the fact that Sam walked in with a little duffel bag in hand and set it down on the table between you both, looking at you expectantly.

“What’s going on, guys?” you asked with a curious smile.

“Mom and Dad and I may have gone a little overboard with the baby gifts,” Addie admitted with a shrug. You and Dean shared a look while Sam grinned, shaking his head. “Well, come on. Don’t you want to open them?” Addie mused.

“Hell yes,” Dean said, diving right in and sliding the zipper on the duffel bag.

Addie winked at you and you watched in amusement as your husband produced an assortment of baby supplies from the little duffel.

There were also several bibs, a couple of packages of bottles, little bundles of baby washcloths, and at least ten (you lost count) baby outfits all very befitting of a little Winchester in an assortment of plaid or buffalo checked fabrics.

Addie grinned as you went through the gifts. "I told you Mom and Dad and I may have gone a little crazy."

"Hey, this stuff is awesome," Dean said to her with a huge smile.

"Yeah," you agreed. "It's so sweet of you all to-"

"Oh, that's not all," she said, sliding the rolling carry-on a few inches closer and bumping Dean's knee gently. "The best is in there."

Dean shrugged and turned the carry-on on its side at his feet, leaning over to unzip it.

A baby quilt was neatly folded inside and Dean gently lifted it out, shaking it open. It was light gray flannel fabric and had the front view of a gorgeous black Impala design sewn on that occupied more than half of the space in the center. The words Dream Big, Winchester were at the bottom right corner.

You were utterly speechless as you gazed at the quilt in Dean's hands.

Dean was having the same problem, muttering, "Addie, I - I … this is … "

She gave a satisfied smile at the disbelief on both your faces.

"It's beautiful," you managed. "God, how did you-"

"Oh, I don't sew," she was quick to add. "I do know a woman who is awesome at it though. Called her up and we had it back a few weeks later. Not all of us are handy enough to make cool homemade gifts," she said with a little smile in Sam's direction.

"I don't even know what to say," you added. "It's amazing. Thank you."

She was halfway through a "You're so welcome," when Dean cut her off by getting to his feet and throwing an arm around her shoulders to pull her in for a hug.

"Now my Baby can watch over the baby even when we're not on the road," he said proudly.

"I'm glad you like it," Addie said, seeming a little surprised at Dean's giant, heart-felt bear hug as she patted his back, returning the gesture.

Dean was beaming with delight when he released her. He turned to face you and Jonah, holding the blanket up to take another look at it. "See that, kiddo? You have your own car to sleep with."

"Thank you," you said again to Addie as Sam stepped up behind her and rested a hand casually on her hip.

"It was nothing," she said with a smile and a wave of her hand.

But it wasn't nothing. The Anderson's had become like family. The video call you all made to also thank Cheryl and Jim afterward turned into an hour-long chat from the bunker's library.

You thanked them profusely for the baby gifts, and they admitted they'd had so much fun shopping for Jonah that no one should be surprised to see the occasional care package arrive in the future, as was sure to happen.

Jim and Cheryl were anxious to hear that Jonah was still doing fine, despite all he'd been through. And also that Sam and Dean were really okay after their heroic measures to break the witch's curse on Jonah.

Sam happily took it upon himself to recap the story about Dean's first time changing Jonah's diaper in the hospital, and Dean didn't deny any of the antics, laughing instead as his brother gave him a hard time.

Jim and Cheryl fussed over Jonah, doting on him through the screen. After a wonderful exchange of stories, you all agreed to plan a trip down to Florida for a visit once the matter of the witch was resolved.

Cheryl had some wonderful words of advice to you and Dean about making time for each other to just be a couple despite being new parents. Jim added his two cents about remembering to keep doing the things that are important to you, and how keeping that balance is a great example to kids.

When the video call ended, Addie was smiling from ear to ear as Jonah gazed up at her through big eyes from where he lay in her lap. Sam reached over to squeeze her shoulder lightly, watching adoringly as Addie played with the baby.

"I miss them," you said of Cheryl and Jim.

"Me too," Dean agreed. "But the sooner we take this witch out, the sooner we can plan a little road trip to visit."

"Speaking of," Sam added. "We should probably check in and see if our witch is on the move yet."

But of course, she wasn't. According to the daily ritual, the witch was still holed up in France, much to everyone's deep disappointment.

Sam and Addie offered to clean up the ritual so you and Dean could bathe Jonah and get him ready for bed.

Despite the lack of news from the ritual, Dean seemed to be in better spirits tonight. You suspected the video chat with Cheryl and Jim played a significant role in his demeanor as the two of you knelt along the side of the bathtub, gently washing Jonah as Dean sang 'Splish Splash', and playfully styled Jonah's hair in a sudsy mohawk.

“That’s my boy,” Dean said proudly with a chuckle as he admired Jonah’s new do. “Dude, the ladies don’t stand a chance.”

You grinned and shook your head as you watched Dean use his fingers to lightly wipe the bubbles from the baby’s hair. Seeing the two of them that way together made your heart happy, and warm, and just so goddamn proud. You felt like a sponge, just trying to take it all in and enjoy every second.

When Dean had all of the bubbles washed out, you grabbed the soft baby towel with the little hood built-in and positioned it in your arms, saying, “Ready when you are, Winchester.”

Dean pulled the drain and took great care as he gently lifted Jonah out of the water and laid him in your arms, helping to wrap the towel around him to keep him warm.

“There we go,” Dean said as you snuggled Jonah close to you and pressed a soft kiss to his slippery wet cheek. Dean opened the door and followed you to the nursery, turning on the lamp and watching adoringly as you gently placed Jonah on the changing table pad.

You carefully dried Jonah with the towel, speaking sweetly to him as you gave him a little baby lotion massage.

Dean was standing at the ready with a diaper and a pair of clean jammies. You were just doing up the last of the little snaps on the jammies when Sam and Addie joined you in the nursery.

"Story time," Sam announced with a grin as Dean lifted Jonah off of the changing table.

You leaned in and kissed your son on the forehead, saying, "Love you, JoJo. Sleep well."

Dean followed that by blowing a soft raspberry on Jonah's cheek. "Night, kiddo. Be good for Saddie."

Sam rolled his eyes as he scooped Jonah up into his arms, and you didn't miss the little wink your husband gave Addie as the two of you slipped past them and into the hall. You heard Addie's soft laugh as you closed the door and Dean smirked at you, making you giggle.

Once Jonah was down for the night, you and Addie found yourselves sitting in the library and catching up. The guys must have sensed you and Addie needed some time for girl talk, because Dean brought in a bottle of his top-shelf whiskey and two glasses, making it evident he didn’t plan on staying.

“Just dropping this off,” he said as he set the glasses and bottle down on the table between you. “Don’t mind me.”

“You’re good to me,” you told him.

“Damn straight,” he said, lips curling into a smirk.

You were kissing Dean goodnight when Sam casually walked in and saw the whiskey and his brother obviously not settling down to join you, and made his way over to Addie saying, "I'll be in my room if you need me."

"Sounds good," she told him as he bent to give her a quick kiss.

Sam squeezed your shoulder affectionately as he passed by, and then you and Addie were alone.

You both giggled as you gripped the bottle of whiskey and poured a finger for each of you.

"How are things between you and Sam?" you asked. "I know he's happy to have you here. And you definitely surprised him."

"It's nice for both of us to be in the same place at the same time," she admitted. "Almost never happens. And things between us are … well … "

"I don't mean to pry," you cut in, instantly regretting the question. "I probably shouldn't have asked. It's none of my business."

"No, it's not that," Addie said quickly. "Actually, it would be great to talk with you. I mean, you know him better than I do. You've been the only constant woman in his life for years." She chewed her lip for a second, eyes fixed on something across the room. "How do I get him to - I don't know - open up?"

"Decoding a Winchester," you said with a slow smile.

"Yeah, well, you are the expert." Addie sighed. “It’s like he’s got part of himself walled off, you know? No matter how close we get, I can still tell he’s holding back. I can’t decide if he thinks he’s protecting me, or if he’s just trying to protect himself.”

“Knowing Sam, it's probably a little bit of both,” you mused.

Addie nodded. “I called him out on it once. I mean, I sort of made a joke about it, but-”

“What did you say?”

Addie gave a dismissive wave of her hand. “Oh, I don’t know, something along the lines of him trying to partition part of his heart off like it's a hard drive.”

Her observation had you nearly choking on your drink.

Addie acknowledged your reaction by grinning and raising her eyebrows at you. “I asked if he was expecting me to figure out how to reformat it or something.” She shrugged, smiling. “Well, it was the best analogy I could think of to get my point across. Pretty sure it worked.”

You grinned and stared at her. “What did Sam say to that?”

“He laughed - that adorable, infectious bark of a laugh that always seems to surprise even him. But he didn’t deny it. Didn’t even try." Addie tilted her cup slightly in emphasis. "He knows I’m onto him.”

You took a sip of your drink, mulling over what she'd said. “If you could wave a magic wand and have whatever you want, what do you imagine between the two of you?”

Addie raised an eyebrow. “You got a magic wand in the bunker supply room you didn’t tell me about? Girl, if you’re holding out on me-”

You laughed out loud. “Come on, now. Anything you want.... What would it be?”

Addie sighed, considering your question thoughtfully for a moment. “Honestly, I don’t even know. Some days I feel like I want more, and then other days I realize I can barely manage to keep my own shit together enough to pull off this casual, long-distance thing we have going on. Not sure I'm in the right place to be committing to anyone.”

You shrugged. "That's fair. But no one has it all together. No one. And as far as Sam goes, he has a hard time believing he's deserving. So many things just come natural to him, he gets a little freaked out when something doesn't. A little encouragement can go a long way."

Addie smiled as she listened to you talk about Sam.

You could have gone on all night long about Sam Winchester and why he deserved the world, but Addie already felt the same way. So, instead you tried to offer some insight into the man you loved like a brother, and all the ways he fell short when it came to loving himself.

"Sam is one of the most kind, patient, and generous men I've ever known," you said honestly. "He's just not good at directing those qualities back at himself."

Addie chewed her bottom lip in thought. “Was it like this with Dean?” she asked after a moment. “I mean, you two are like a power couple.” You chuckled a little before taking another drink. “I mean it. You are,” she insisted. “How in the hell did you crack open that tough exterior to get to the soft and gooey center?”

“You are really killing it with the analogies,” you said, tipping your drink toward her for her to clink with her own as she laughed at you. “Dean and I? Well, he actually did the cracking.”

Addie’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I was the one holding back,” you admitted, thinking back on when you’d first come to live in the bunker. “There was this undeniable pull between me and Dean from the beginning, but I was still trying to find my way after leaving my career. And Dean? Well, he just opened up to me in ways no one else has ever done."

"How so?" Addie was watching you like she was hanging on the edge of her proverbial seat.

"Well, first of all, he admitted it was scary, and said it was okay if neither of us knew what the hell we were doing, we could still figure it out together. And he left his heart wide open so I could sort myself out and find strength in his example. And when I met him halfway we were that much stronger for it.”

Addie scoffed, smiling. “Just that simple, huh?”

"It took time," you added. "And it wouldn't have been fair to Dean or myself to do anything different until I knew what I actually wanted."

"God, it's just so complicated," Addie exclaimed. "It's probably not fair to expect Sam to figure out what I want when I don't even know what the hell that is."

You grinned and said, “And, I'm sure you've noticed, Sam and Dean may be brothers but they are polar opposites in so many ways…. But Sam really cares about you,” you added. “Maybe so much it scares him. And when it comes to being scared in this family, we're a lot better at dealing with the fear that comes with things that go bump in the night.”

Addie took a sip of her drink and considered you a moment. "God, look at me going on about potential relationship problems when there are actual problems to think about."

"Your feelings are a big deal," you said gently. "So are Sam's. Whatever you're both dealing with - going through it together - that's real."

"You get your doctorate in psychology, too?" Addie joked. "Because I should probably be paying you for a therapy session right now."

You laughed hard enough to snort. "I already told you no one has it all together. Certainly not me. I just fake it well most days."

"Well, in that case, I'm going to follow you around and take notes."

You grinned, rolling your eyes at her.

“You should hit the sack,” she said to you, glancing at the time. “That cute baby of yours is going to want a bottle here at some point.”

"You're not wrong," you admitted, getting to your feet. "You should get some sleep yourself. Or not, depending on whether Sam is still up."

Addie grinned at your remark and you walked down the hall together. You didn’t miss the way Addie quietly slipped into Sam’s room before you peeked in on Jonah to find him snoozing soundly.

You went into your own room then, sliding out of your jeans in the dark and getting under the covers to snuggle up to Dean in your t-shirt and underwear.

Dean's voice was deep and rumbly when he said, "Mmm…. Sugar?"

You obliged his request by pressing a quick kiss to his lips. His hand fell into place at the dip of your waist, and you promptly fell asleep to the gentle rocking motion of his deep breathing.

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