#c:finn

kate's 365 days of ships:

“You shouldn’t be here. Wolves run in these woods and it’s mating season.” He watched them closely. The other man’s scent was intoxicating. His eyes flashed golden as he moved in closer. “You should run.”

To say Finn looked out of place in these woods, and especially compared to the man approaching him, was an understatement; pale, bespectacled, dressed in loose trousers and the coziest-looking cardigan one could imagine. He belonged in a library, or maybe a classroom full of little ones making works of art from glitter and paper, not deep in wolf territory. But the same urges that drove the wolves had their claws in the young man -- a wereleopard, his feline scent only slightly less prominent than the other, more urgent perfume of heat. He was done wasting time, taking care of other people's children.

He wanted his own, he wanted them strong, and all the rumors he'd heard had told him this wolf pack didn't disappoint.

Cooper looked at the man he could finally call his through and through. No more  waiting as Daddy did what he had to do to make Finn understand that he loved Cooper. 

“I told you I hate that shirt, out on the blue one I got you last week” Cooper told his now husband. They were set to go out to the club so Finn could be formally introduced to all the important people in Cooper’s life.

“You look beautiful, come give me a kiss”

Asher: I think some of our clothes have become mixed up.

Asher: Because I definitely don't own a shirt that says "Kiss Me, I'm Italian"

Jess had done it.  She had sucked it up and gone to her first AA meeting.  She hadn’t shared anything and she had kept her head down while she sat quietly in the back but she still did it.  She was looking at the coffee on the table when she heard the meeting leader greeting someone that had walked into the church.  Hearing the familiar voice, she quickly dropped the cup she had been about to fill, trying to turn away from Finn before he could recognize her.