Laswell Mw2 - Blog Posts

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do you perhaps….. have any laswell thoughts? i enjoy her a lot, i think she’s awesome. hearing “you smoke laswell?” “i do, my wife hates it” made me go like INSANE i was so giddy about it

anyway, how are you buddy?? i hope good, remember to have a little snack and some water today if you can :3 bye!

oh my god. how did i not see this request. LASWELL!! MY ANGEL!!! — ofc this is kate laswell x fem!reader <3

Being Kate’s wife includes;;

Her ranting about what she’s legally allowed to tell you—stories from work.

You are also friends with Price. He asks Kate often, “How is the missus?” since he doesn’t have time to personally ask you how you are.

You always make sure she can take her mind off of work when she comes home.

Kate has you take self defense classes! She’s not particularly worried about you getting hurt, but she likes to make sure.

When she’s home, you often do chores together. Always a joint task!

When it’s late in the evening and you both have had a bit to drink, you’re slowly dancing with each other in the kitchen. This always ends up in her kissing your left hand, specifically right over the ring.

You love making her laugh because you adore her smile lines!!

Laswell definitely is some type of gay. Can't be anything other than that. Lesbian, bisexual, pansexual- she likes women. And sure, physical attractiveness is part of it, something about being with men and being about to not have to deal with yard work or killing the random spider that crept into the kitchen while she was cooking is great,

But women.

Something in her just clicks. It feels as if a puzzle piece she didn't know was missing was finally put into place. Being able to be both soft around them and have her domineering side makes her feel like she can finally breathe.

Coming back home to a girlfriend waiting oh so patiently for her with their cats in tow as she opens the front door, greeted by the smell of her girl's perfume, the candle burning on the coffee table, food cooking away on the stove and something inside her heals just a bit.

Being able to do her lover's hair since she always seems to make the perfect buns and can style bangs easily, cooking in the kitchen and laughing when she accidently gets covered in flour, stealing kisses in between bites of freshly made cookies, having wine nights while they binge watch some early 2000's TV series, their feet on her lap as she makes an occasional comment about the show. Smiling softly at her when she thinks they don't notice (they do) and imaging their future together.

Crawling into bed finally, tugging the covers over her soon-to-be wife's shoulders as she softly smiles at her, admiring the person that she's fallen hopelessly and honestly in love with. Knowing that the ring tucked into her work bag will finally see the sun the next day when she asks her to be her person, forever.