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august please be good to all the friends in my phone. thank you
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i’m thinking about a fictional character and i’m gonna make it everyone else’s problem
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DANIELLE SAVRE in DEEP BLUE SEA 2 (2018)
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❛ 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 ❜
𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Cole x Max ♡
𝘼/𝙣: As promised I also did the 6th prompt, definitely much happier and softer! I miss them am, hope you like it <3
𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙? Yes, by anon !
“Are you sure you don't wanna stay any longer?” Max asked as she stood on the edge of the door, Ellis was standing in front of her. “I mean, your boat is nice, but it's kinda... empty. And lonely. And boring” she chuckled softly.
“It's absolutely not true” Ellis protested, rising his eyebrows. “And yeah, it's fine don't worry, I'd better go. Also, Marc is waiting for me”
“Right, Marc” she smiled. “You could've brought him, so he would have had some fun”
“He prefers peace”
“Whatever” she laughed softly. “I had fun anyways”
“Me too” he smiled at her. “Plus Ricky wasn't around”
“Oh, that's funny how you almost sound jealous anytime it's about him” she said with an amused tone, completely shifting the topic to another point.
“That's not what I said” he crossed his arms. “But can't really tell he never bothered me”
“Well, that wouldn't be a bad thing though” she said softly, replying to his first statement.
There it was, again, the way this tension always built up between them so easily was killing both of them in silence. She looked at him and for a few good seconds there weren't words. Just unspoken feelings.
“Stay here” Max whispered, making it sound like a need. Her hands gently gripped his jacket, pulling him a little closer.
“Max...” holding back seemed a torture to him as well. “We work together”
“I can't see where the problem is” she tilted her head slightly, giving him those eyes. His gaze fixed on hers for a while, then his eyes shifted to her lips, appearing like a forbidden fruit in front of him.
“Fuck it” he muttered before grabbing her neck softly and finally crashing his lips against hers in what felt like more than just a kiss. She kissed him back with the same passion, like if she's been waiting forever.
The feeling of tasting something that had always seemed to be forbidden or impossible made it ever better and truly unique.
#wild cards#wild cards imagines#cole ellis#max mitchell#cole ellis imagines#max mitchell imagines#ellimax#ellimax imagines#giacomo gianniotti#vanessa morgan
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happy salt air and the rust on your door month to those who celebrate
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You are good enough. Always have been. Always will be.
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I can’t decide between 6 and 16 for Ellismax but I’d love either one please :) x
❛ 𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆 ❜
𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Cole x Max ♡
𝘼/𝙣: I decided to do the 16 first but I will think of something for the 6 as well as I'd love to write more for them!! Thank you so much for requesting, hope you like it <3
This is set up a bit longer after the betrayal. Will be a little different and angsty (sorry)
She thought they moved on, but he never did. She knew what she did was unforgivable, yet for some reason she expected everything to fix on its own. They even kept working together despite her time there was over, he never said anything and this was killing her in the inside.
He wished she was gone and that was obvious everytime he looked at her. The few times he actually looked at her in the eyes he couldn't even handle the contact. Their interactions were colder than ice itself, her usually joyful and ironic lines were totally useless. She said she was sorry about a million times, he accepted that like if he would have been able to forget everything. And he clearly didn't.
She couldn't stand all of this anymore, she missed who they used to be before. She missed their chaotic conversations. She missed the way they matched each other's energy while resolving cases. She missed him.
During a late evening when both of them were free to go, she decided to reach him at the parking spot. Finding his car wasn't that difficult, she would have recognized that old wreck anywhere.
“Ellis!” she called him when she saw him standing not really far. He stopped when he heard her voice, turning towards the brunette who was now right in front of him. “Can we please talk?”
He sighed, fully looking at her. “About what? I'm tired and I just want to go now” he knew very well what she meant and of course he wasn't in the mood to face it. He never would have been.
“It won't take a long, I promise” she almost begged for his attention. It's been a while since the last time they had a real conversation indeed. “Please”
He crossed his arms, still standing in front of her waiting for her to speak, his gaze focused anywhere else but her face.
“That's exactly this” she started, looking at the way his body tried to avoid her in every way. “You can't even look at me...” her voice slightly broke.
“How am I supposed to?” he uttered a full sentence to her for the first time in what had seemed to be ages, his voice sounded so sharp it hurt her.
“Look, I know..”
“Why are you still here, Max?” his words suddenly dominated on hers, venting on what he has been wondering for weeks. He wanted her to leave. He wanted her to stop torturing him like that with her presence. But she was still there, working with him. And that felt even more painful.
“Why?” she repeated like if he had just asked the dumbest question ever. “I stayed for you, Ellis. Because I didn't want to leave you. And I'm not letting things go on like this between us everytime we work or just talk to each other” she said, trying with all her strengh to not break when she pronounced those words.
He finally looked at her. Not like he's been doing during the past days. He really looked at her this time. He couldn't pretend how much her words affected him, God, he hated it. And she hated the way she couldn't read his expression, as their gazes were still locked on each other.
“I never asked you to stay. I've never asked you any of this” he then replied remaining completely impassive. “You got everything you wanted, aren't you happy? Your father is free now and you have all the money you needed”
“It's not everything” she shook her head slightly. “I wasn't honest, I lied and I did a huge mistake. But I truly cared about you” she took a step closer. “Every moment I spent with you was real, you are the only one with whom I've always felt myself” her eyes started watering, without her being able to control it.
He looked away. He wanted to believe her so bad, but something inside him didn't let him. He told her everything, she was the only one who saw who he really was. His brother, his whole life, she knew everything about him. And he only felt used.
“Max, I..”
“I love you, Cole” she didn't let him continue, her words came out ahead of her thoughts. Her voice sounded more like a soft whisper, as if something in her throat was holding back all those words she wanted to scream, and she was using all her strength to spit out her feelings.
After minutes of silence that felt like an eternity, he looked at her again, this time an unexplicable pain in his eyes. The worst thing of pretending to hate someome who loves you and hurt you at the same time was loving her back, even more.
“I can't listen to you anymore...” was all he managed to reply. “I'm sorry” he turned back, that was too much even for him.
“Cole” she called him one last time in vain. He had already got into the car. A tear streamed down her cheeck, she froze as she watched him driving away. Her sight completely blurried from the tears, she felt like she couldn't move a single muscle.
He was everything she had always asked for and now she was losing him.
#wild cards#wild cards imagines#cole ellis#cole ellis imagines#max mitchell#max mitchell imagines#ellimax#ellimax imagines#giacomo gianniotti#vanessa morgan#fanfics#my writing#ok this destroyed me too
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Maya Bishop Core | Station 19 [Maya & Carina Core Series]
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ANGELINA JOLIE As JANE SMITH MR. AND MRS. SMITH (2005) Dir. Doug Liman
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sometimes, there are ships where both people are different from one another but still can manage to understand one another and somehow fit together perfectly, and that's what makes it enjoyable and fun to watch
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do you speak German?
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We can send you prompts? Can I ask for an ellismax prompt pls :)
YES OMG PLS I'd love to write smth for them!!! Also yes, y'all can send me some prompts from my last reblogged post if you'd like to request a fic based on one of them <3
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"I can't..."
"...trust you anymore."
"...believe you sometimes."
"...stop thinking about you."
"...think straight."
"...be with you right now."
"...see where the problem is."
"...go on like this."
"...seem to understand you."
"...figure it out."
"...be who you need."
"...promise you that."
"...love you."
"...win."
"...stay."
"...leave you here."
"...listen to you anymore."
"...see the issue."
"...fail again."
"...explain it."
"...talk right now."
"...imagine myself without you."
"...do this anymore."
"...be with you tight now."
"...lose you again."
"...believe another word you say."
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When I travel, it's usually to the country's capital but then sometimes I meet citizens of this country in different circumstances and they say they've never been there. I'm not judging because some capitals are far away and expensive but I'm wondering...
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