Risking our hearts is why we're alive

“He’s the most irritating, sugar rush filled child in a man’s body. I couldn’t stand him. Worst part? He decided I was interesting enough to follow around, no matter how hard I tried to get rid of him I couldn’t. He followed me to work, and after a while that wasn’t enough. He started following me outside of work too, bugging me all the time. After a time he let me see his other side too though. He stopped being the uh… the person they described in the tabloids. In moments I got to meet Alexis I saw him as a father and as a much more mature man than he’d been when I first met him at his book party. And after a few years we became friends, and I swear that if anyone had told me that when I first met him I would’ve laughed at their joke, saying they were completely…”

“But in reality you fell for me the first time you saw me,” Castle interrupted and their kids chuckled.

Kate narrowed her eyes at him, a small grin on her face. “You don’t even remember what you were like in the beginning. I wanted to shoot you,” she argued.

“Mom, it’s not nice to shoot people,” Reece said matter-of-factly.

“You could go to prison for it,” Jake added with a small horror displaying on his face.

“Oh, she’d never do it. Right mom,” Lily defended her and Kate laughed.

She really loved their little family. Reece and Jake were almost six now whereas Lily had turned eleven earlier this year. All of them were quite aware of their parents story but every year around the holidays they always wanted to hear a little about how the two met. To Kate’s surprise and joy none of them seemed to mind the fact that she had hated their father’s guts when they first met. They enjoyed hearing how their story had progressed and honestly, when Castle told the story, so did she.

“Of course not, I’d hate to arrest myself,” Kate answered to Lily’s question.

“You didn’t hesitate to twist my ear or nose though,” Castle said while he rubbed his fingers on his ear.

Kate laughed along with the kids and lightly punched his chest. “You deserved it.” Castle grabbed her hand and pulled her in, putting his hand on her hip. “Every single time,” she added and he chuckled.

“I did.” Castle leaned down and pecked her lips, leaving her wanting more.

It was weird how almost fifteen years later he could still leave her wanting him with just the simplest of touches. And to think it had been almost twenty years since they first met, officially that is.

“And you know, your mom was a fan of my books before I started shadowing her,” Castle continued to tell the kids and she rolled her eyes as they sat down by the bonfire they’d made together in her father’s old cabin. “After I found that out I got her the newest book and even signed it. I also made sure to let her know just how great she was by dedicating all her books to her. I even think I shocked her with that first dedication,” he looked at her and she just smiled at the memory. He’d called her extraordinary.

Kate snuggled into his comfy chest and listened to him telling their kids the story. She watched as her kids snuggled together in a pile of pillows and blankets. Lily holding her stuffed elephant and the twins holding their stuffed tigers. Castle had gotten the tigers as a joke between the two of them, the pregnancy had been tough and he’d continuously reminded her of the time they almost got eaten by a tiger, and the fact that the stuffed tigers had become the twins’ most valuable toys had its own special irony to it. But it was all great. Kate loved this family of theirs, and she knew her husband loved it too. She looked up at him and met his eyes as he’d been watching her too. Their eyes exchanging the love and admiration for one another as he continued telling the story to the kids. Their story.

Just to give those who arent aussie or who dont live in Australia, an idea of just how bad this is. And it's only getting worse. This started in August. Our winter.

for those not in the know, night witches were russian lady bombers who bombed the shit out of german lines in WW2. Thing is though, they had the oldest, noisiest, crappest planes in the entire world. The engines used to conk out halfway through their missions, so they had to climb out on the wings mid flight to restart the props. the planes were also so noisy that to stop germans from hearing them combing and starting up their anti aircraft guns, they’d climb up to a certain height, coast down to german positions, drop their bombs, restart their engines in midair, and get the fuck out of dodge.

their leader flew over 200 missions and was never captured.

girl pilots (◕‿◕✿)

6-year-old son: “Sometimes I just don’t want to be pushed. It hurts and is mean. And the girls always pretend to be princesses or fun animals and stuff when they have tea parties. The boys just dump the tea all over the place. That’s just stupid and I don’t like wasting all that tea. It takes forever to make.”

Me: “Wow, I can understand why you’d rather play with the girls. The boys seem like they’re kind of rough.”

6-year-old son: “And when I play with the girls they make me the king because none of the other boys want to play tea party.”

Me: “Do you like being the king?”