#pperstrepo

yesterday was Julie’s birthday (@pperstrepo​) so in honor of that, have a timeline I’ve been working on.

it’s still a work in progress, so I’ll post the final version once the blank spots are all filled in. but in the meantime!!

there might be a few numerical errors (like the one I caught and fixed just now: 1994, 1995, 1997, 1996, 1997) but I’ll correct them if I find them. like I said, it’s still a work in progress.

but yeah! hopefully this helps any confusion about things? if there is any. whatever.

Just one more? How can he resist just one more? Hard to believe that until very recently, he had been abstaining from anything more than a quick peck on the cheek. Now there were ‘real’ kisses just tossed around freely. In public. At a Christmas party! There must be something in the cider. Yes, that must be it. Somehow, that had become an okay thing too. Lord.

╳ ┊  ❛ CHRISTMAS 2K15 ❜ (accepting!)@pperstrepo

❛Heh. Far from perfect.❜ This was the weird part of bringing your new girlfriend home for the holidays—not that the whole ‘bringing your girlfriend home’ wasn’t weird enough in itself. Thankfully, his family hadn’t been too embarrassing. Maybe. It would probably hit him later.

╳ ┊ ❛A SHEA-TLOAD OF FAMILY ❜ (accepting!)@pperstrepo

At the sound of the car pulling into the driveway and the lights shining through the front windows, Marta Werner sat her mug of lukewarm coffee on the nightstand and set the nearly-finished book beside it. Without waking her sleeping husband Sean, she carefully left the bed, stepped into her slippers, and quietly made her way out the door and down the stairs, tightening her holiday robe as she walked. She had the front door open by the time the six guests were climbing the three icy porch steps, and shivered from the breeze of cold Philadelphia air that was let in.

With a wave of her hand, she hurried her brother and his family inside and closed the door behind them. She greeted each of them in turn, snow melting on the fleece of her robe as she hugged them. Her younger brother Thorsten. His wife Gladys, who carried their bundled and sleeping nine-year-old daughter(ten in just a few days!). His son Emmett (an engaged college graduate now!) and Emmett’s half-sister, who the family had taken in as their own. The situation with her was still a mystery to the eldest of the four Shea siblings. Last Marta heard, her brother didn’t know who his child’s mother was. Some woman who had left the poor baby behind. She couldn’t imagine! And now (for the past eleven years or so) there was another child—an older girl—who had been left behind as well. She didn’t want to judge this woman she didn’t know, but as a mother of four, how could she not! She talked quickly in a hushed voice as they dropped their bags and shedded their coats.

❛We were getting worried! Everyone’s gone to bed, so you’ll have to be quiet. Actually, Colin might still be awake. We’ve got the guest rooms all fixed up for you. Two double beds and a pull-out. Kayla and Alana are here. Sadly, Roy couldn’t make it. It’s a real shame, you know. Working on Christmas. Tsk. This is the second year in a row it’s happened. Alana’s on a bed of blankets in Kayla’s old room, if you wanted to put Jocelyn in there with her, so you two can have the guest bed for yourself. Presley and Vanessa are coming in tomorrow. Vanessa is bringing her boyfriend Xavier. He’s a nice boy. She really likes him. Oh, but you’ve met him last year at the cabins. Oh, shoes off if you don’t mind. You can just drop your coats off in the closet there, but you’ll have to shake them off outside first. And——oh!❜

leave a brotp/platonic ship in my ask and i’ll tell you:

i. who steals french fries off the other’s plate:               Julie

ii. who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple:              Caspian

iii. who has to bust or bail the other out of jail:            Julie

iv. who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues:           Julie (Cas is bad at dating okay?)

v. who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes:             Caspian 

vi. who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk:             Julie

vii. who starts and who wins the pillow fights:             Caspian starts it but Julie always destroys him