#i have so many posts in drafts waiting to set free lmfao

[swordsofsaturn]

omglikewhoactuallycares replied to your post “when is an appropriate time to start reblogging endgame spoilies and...”

Pls don’t

imma hold off for a bit longer but i’m also tagging things so u can blacklist it (tagging with marvel, endgame spoilers, avengers endgame)

[markofdior]

Right Where You Left Me. ↝ Dean Winchester x Reader

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

Pairing: Dean x Reader.

Word Count: 929

Warnings: fluff! comfort, DeanBeingSappy! Post-SeriesFinale!AU, nonHunter!Reader

Summary: After years, Dean Winchester shows back up to your door. 

a/n: Originally set after the series finale but can set any time. 1/2 Dean writings that I had in my drafts. This an non-angst version of The Only Heart I’m Breaking is my Own. Happy belated birthday to my comfort character this is for u! After the next, I promise i’ll start doing more than just Dean! lmfao!

    You felt frozen in time. You continued to repeat a specific year of your life in your head. Roughly three-hundred and sixty five days, day and night that you spent along side Dean Winchester. It was a short time to attach yourself to someone, and despite your own reserves about it, you allowed it to happen. You allowed your souls to be intertwined, the two of you exploring each other in more ways than one. Until, he was gone. All he left behind was a note, serving as an apology. As much as it hurt, you accepted it.

    Physically you may have moved on. You changed; your taste of music, your home decor, even your hair color. It was a desperate attempt to escape the past but you were frozen in time. The world around you changed as well, time moved around you but you couldn’t seem to shake him or the memories you shared. You were frozen in time, no matter how much you tried to fight it. Your friends had pity for you, your family expressed their concerns but none of it mattered. You could feel him out there, the two of you still tied together with an invisible string. It felt extraterrestrial almost, the connection the two of you had but no matter how much you yearned for him, he would never show. 

    You were coming home after another day that seemed to be identical as the last, until something changed. The driveway that usually was empty pavement unless you were home has no longer vacant. A familiar, black impala rested there. Your heart raced, your mind wandered, so much so you almost forgot to stop at your own house. Getting out of your own car, your eyes finally connected with his. He sat on your porch, the familiarity of his face and stature sent chills through your entire body. He stood as you came closer. Dean Winchester, in the flesh. Time was running out for you to decide your next move.

    It felt like decades that you sat waiting for him, withering away at his absence and now here he was. You wanted to strip him right there, just to passionately interlock yourself with him. Using your mouth to taste every inch of his skin just as he use to explore you. But you also wanted to slap him, curse his name and storm away, but how could you? The man who froze you in time had returned to free you from that purgatory. You could tell he had been through a lot since the last time the two of you locked eyes. Life had worn on his shoulders in ways that you were sure he planned on describing to some extent to you. 

    “Dean.” You finally uttered, the two of you only inches apart. He didn’t know how you were going to react, you could tell he was holding back. “I-” He wanted to explain but you watched the words get caught in his throat. Your body moved for you. Pulling yourself into his arms, wrapping around him and taking in the scent of the man who kept you prisoner for so long. In the same breath, he freed you from those shackles. 

    He followed you inside, and finally he poured his story. Things that were unimaginable to you. Creatures that you only heard of in movies and tales your parents use to tell you. You held onto his hands as he explained the tale of his life, his explanation for leaving you in his past. “All that’s behind me now.” He closed up his life’s story. “And I don’t know how many years I got left, but I didn’t want to spend them anywhere else but beside you, Y/N. And I can understand if you don’t want me here, or you’ve moved on-” He had no idea the affect he had on you, or what he meant to you. You decided to not let him continue, and answer his question. “You’re always welcomed here, Winchester.” 

    You nodded, closing the distance between the two of you. You placed yourself in his lap, and his arms snuggly fit around your waist. The two of you fitting together as if you both were puzzle pieces that finally connected. You weren’t upset, how could you had been? Even in spite, you found yourself to be forgiving. “Another thing,” He pressed his lips against yours, the ice around you that kept you frozen had melted at the heat. Even if it was just a peck in the moment, it was something you had to keep in your heart, for the future. “It’s my birthday, and you’re the only thing I could’ve wished for.” He grinned, ear to ear. A shared laughter coursed between the two of you, you could’ve cried if you weren’t to caught up in his eyes. “Happy Birthday, Dean Winchester.” You spoke softly, your hands running through his hair. 

    Dean couldn’t believe it, he was ready to write himself off in terms of you. But you had given him a reason to continue to believe in the good things. His mind would drift to the thought of his brother, wondering if the two’s permanent hiatus from hunting would last, but he felt most content with you in his arms.  He laid his head into your chest, and for the first time, Dean felt secure, and safe. He wanted nothing more than to start an apple pie life with you. Even despite his failed attempts in the past, he knew this one would work out. 

[andrewuttaro]

New Look Sabres: 2019 Offseason Retrospective

Some offseasons are over in a hurry. All the action is done by Independence Day and Hockey goes into hibernation for two months. Then there are offseasons like this one: hurry up and wait because something else is about to happen. That said Jeff Skinner is our Stanley Cup. In the Season Retrospective back in April I said the Buffalo Sabres’ Stanley Cup for the 2019 Offseason would be resigning Jeff Skinner. The team didn’t qualify for the playoffs so what’s the next most important thing for the team? Jeff Skinner. If you said anything other than Jeff Skinner you either thought the Sabres were going to trade up in the draft or you think Jack Eichel is a bum… or both. Either way I think you’re fooling yourself. Jeff Skinner proved to be the ideal left wing for Jack Eichel, even after the wheels flew off in the second half. Lose a guy like him and you’re in the same spot we’d been in for three years prior putting Eichel with left wingers like… Zemgus Girgensons? Yikes. Looking back at last year’s Offseason retrospective its kinda funny that I was so pumped for Conor Sheary. The guy does an important job but he’s really just a middle six wing. That left side was so barren for years that it seemed impossible we’d ever get a guy capable of skating wing with Jack Eichel. The crazy thing about the offseason the Sabres have had is that now they have… dare I say it: a very good top six! Don’t worry, we have all of Training Camp to debate roster deployment and we certainly will! The next great offseason accomplishment, our secondary Stanley Cup, is ROYAL FUCKING BLUE! On August 15th, 2019 shortly after 3 in the afternoon years of waiting came to an end. One little tweet ended years- YEARS of our bitching and moaning for the best incarnation of the Sabres look. Honestly it overshadowed the reveal of the 50th Anniversary third jerseys the following day for me. Coupled with an implied return to the original Sabres logo without the silly silver lining all over it, it’s not exaggeration, and certainly not out of place on this blog, to say Buffalo now once again hosts one of the best logo/color combinations in sports. Either way, those were the two big defibrillators taken to the chest of an exhausted Sabres fanbase this offseason.

The hurry up and wait of this offseason was Rasmus Ristolainen. That trade seemed inevitable and then it wasn’t for most of the summer. Then Chad DeDomincis spoke about his secret sources and put the likelihood of a trade at 70%. Just as we had feared the move was held up by a string of dominos that can best be described as cowardly General Managers waiting for the market to be set on restricted free agents. As of the posting of this article there is no resolution of the Ristolainen situation making any in-out section somewhat hard to do. I still believe the trade will happen before opening night, but we’ll just have to wait and see. For me its not worth getting wound up about what he said in a Finnish newspaper. It’s been clear he’s not been entirely happy here for months if not years. Does it hurt the potential trade? Idk, does it hurt more than his shitty advanced stats already do? This is already more time than its worth spending on a hypothetical trade. The moment that trade happens there will be a heartfelt goodbye from me, Risto is a guy I loved a lot. Let’s talk about the moves that did happen! Going out is Matt Tennyson, Sean Malone, Danny O’Regan, Matt Moulson (finally officially gone), Scott Wedgewood, Jason Pominville and Alex Nylander. The out list could be longer than that, but I tried to keep it to folks who were or could’ve been NHL players. That list is very scant on big names but more importantly its shorter than the coming-in list (particularly on defense): Henri Jokiharju, Marcus Johansson, Curtis Lazar, Andrew Hammond, Jimmy Vesey, Colin Miller, Arttu Ruotsalainen and… I know it was technically a resigning but Jeff Skinner because we resigned Jeff Skinner!!! Before Matt Hunwick’s neck injury unfortunately sent him to Robidas Island (LTIR for all of this upcoming season) there was not only a surplus of defenseman on the right side but there was so many that the team was going to be over the salary cap. This was what made us all think a Ristolainen trade is inevitable... and now September is knocking on our door. Once again, talking about the outs and ins of the Sabres offseason is kinda hard with this big, pending, hypothetical trade hanging over our heads. Nonetheless, plenty did happen.

As always take my enthusiasm with a grain of salt. Last offseason retrospective I was amped for Patrik Berglund and that ended in a way no one could’ve predicted. Nonetheless, I am pretty excited for Colin Miller and Marcus Johansson. Miller will be an excellent top 4 d-man once he filters into that role and Johansson is the kind of role player at left wing this team needs more of. Side note: I’m just really happy we’ve got a GM who knows how to take advantage of cap strapped teams like we saw in the Miller move. If “Trader Tim” was dumb enough to waste a draft pick on negotiating rights for Vesey three years ago, “Poppin Botts” is smart enough to poach playoff performers. Speaking of three years ago Jimmy Vesey probably doesn’t need to be in the top six, but his acquisition is low-key brilliant and if you ask me he’ll look like a steal by November. When it comes to the forwards I know we could still use a right wing, but I don’t think there are many offensively bad incarnations of this top six anymore. Pending that hypothetical Risto trade, the closest thing to a blockbuster this offseason was Alex Nylander for Henri Jokiharju. It was a one-for-one trade and pretty immediately called as a win for the Sabres; as fans we thought Nylander would go as part of a package but there it is! The steal of the summer! For one, whatever switch was flipped in Nylander’s motivational subconscious toward the end of last year’s training camp was fleeting. I’m not suggesting anything dubious but LMFAO had a longer run of quality play than Nylander. I apologized for calling him the lesser Nylander brother last year though that is plainly correct. I think the words of a Chicago blog really have the best words to form my new, final burn of the 2016 first rounder: piss-poor motivation. We may never know what he could’ve been had he given a shit, Chicago isn’t exactly where you go for quality development these days, but the return for him was way more than we could’ve hoped. While I normally struggle to wrap my head around prospect trades this one was a quick learn. Henri Jokiharju is the kind of young defenseman you can’t really put a ceiling on. He could’ve been a regular on Chicago’s blueline had Joel Quenneville not lost his job there. Keeping guys like Marco Scandella and Rasmus Ristolainen around decreases the likelihood Jokiharju starts in Buffalo but he deserves the spot whether he gets it or not. Lawrence Pilut and Zach Bogosian starting the season injured throws some more wrinkles in that story, but we’ll just have to wait and see.

Before we wrap up I want to reiterate how hawkish I am on Linus Ullmark. Both him and Carter Hutton fell off a cliff in December and never recovered last season. Those two guys are the main reasons we got a ten-game winning streak. I am crazy enough to say they’re good play early in the season was not a fluke and Ullmark specifically I think will make a compelling case for the starter role. Next up in the world of New Look Sabres is a blog on the Prospect Tournament next weekend. I’ll be in Delaware that weekend but nonetheless you’ll get a post on that as the final appetizer before Training Camp starts and we’re really off to the races! Like, share and comment. New Look Sabres is now a part of my broader Uttaro Sports Plus blog so there’s other stuff to enjoy while you wait for more Sabres content. We don’t have to wait much longer. Football season is here and I’m back in graduate classes so it can’t be too much longer! Enjoy your Labor Day weekend!

Thanks for reading.

P.S. I wrote a full-fledged Farewell Jeff Skinner piece that was never published because we were blessed enough to keep him. If there is enough interest I can post it or parts of it. Let me know what you think.