#ft. katie

[weshill]

Delivered to @katiebirch’s office along with a few drawings from the kids & a personal note:

Katie --

Enjoy Napa Valley’s finest (or so I’ve been told). You’ve been such a rock for me this past year, and I feel incredibly grateful that we were able to pick up right where we left off in college. 

Happy Birthday!

-- Wes

[nowiseedaylight]

this is what being up since 5 am does to me

[weshill]

who are your favorite people and why?

First and foremost there’s my twin, Wyatt. Obviously he’s at the top of that list. Then there’s Katie, who I’ve known forever and who would probably yell at me if I forgot her. Dani is definitely up there, even though she makes fun of me every chance she gets. Isaac’s really been a great person to talk to, and so has Clay. I’m sure there’s more I’m missing, but those are who come to mind.

@wyatt-hill, @katiebirch, @danidclgado, @isaacbendavid, @claytonbaker

[winchestver-a]

❝I miss you when I can’t sleep.❞

so maybe that touched dean’s heart more than he wanted to admit. he knew he was gone more often than he was around. part of him hated that and loved it all in the same. he couldn’t stand to be away from her, but he also couldn’t stand to allow himself to be close to someone for too long. it made him feel vulnerable and he absolutely hated feeling vulnerable. he was only the type to wear his heart on his sleeve with sam, and only because sam knew him so well. he rarely let himself show any kind of emotion towards anyone else because everyone he’d ever loved, he’d lost. maybe it was his deep rooted mommy issues, or his even deeper rooted daddy issue; hell it could’ve been both. the only thing he was sure of, was that katie did make him feel some type of way, and it was both foreign and delightful. “I miss you more,” was what left his lips, although normal dean wouldn’t have said anything that cheesy. 

[encctor]

@sororite​

there was one person in this garden that had better tomato plants than draco, and... that simply wouldn’t do. so he had waited all day, staked out on a lawn chair until this person came by to check on their plants, and he spoke from his position, arms crossed in front of him. “witch? gnome?”

[prtzlstix-blog]

[text]: where are you? why aren’t you back yet?

[text|Nix]: sorry, the guys wanted to get a drink after work[text]: this was a very tough shift, i can tell you about it later[text]: but i kind of needed the drink too. i’ll be home in an hour, don’t wait for me okay?

[prtzlstix-blog]

[drunk text]: dont tell nixon but theY ARE so hot

[text|nix]: oh? Am I? I think you may of texted the wrong person. Wouldn’t mind if you did think I’m hot. Wouldn’t mind if you said it to my face either.

[prtzlstix-blog]

“What would you say if I asked you to go down on me right now?” nixon & katie :))

Nixon was elbow deep in the dirty dishes from the dinner he had just made for the pair of them. It was clear that Katie had been stressed lately, he just wanted to do what he could to make it slightly easier to relax. Dinner and dishes was the least he could do. So when he initially heard the question, Nixon couldn’t help but assume he had heard wrong. Thought that maybe the water was too high pressured for him to accurately hear her request. So with the water shut off and the question repeated, Nixon couldn’t help but stand there and stare at her. It was like he waiting for the just joking or the other shoe to fall. But it hadn’t. So he moved out of the kitchen and over to where she sat on the couch. “Well, if that’s what you’d like -”, his eyes glanced over her figure, body moving in closer to hers so that his lips finally brushed against her own. “Who would I be to deny you that?”