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Home (Colt x MC)

Book: Ride or Die

Pairing: Colt Kaneko x MC (Ellie Wheeler)

Summary: Five years after the events in I'll Be Good, Ellie reflects on her relationship with Colt

Rating/Warnings: T- A few swears, super fluffy

Word Count: ~1800

Song Inspiration: Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

A/N: Thank you so much to @queenrileyrose for the request from my 250 follower celebration! You're the best. The prompt is “Stop moving and let me braid your hair.” from this list. I hope you like what I came up with ❤️

A/N 2: I’m also participating in @wackydrabbles challenge #90. The prompt is: Need some lotion?. It will appear in bold.

“Finally.”

Ellie let out a deep sigh when the plane hit the tarmac, the bright rays of California sun welcoming her home. Between layovers, delays, and an all-around shitty flight, she wasn't sure if she'd ever get here. Her three-day long work trip should have flown by, but every moment seemed to drag. She smiled to herself, twirling the rings on her finger, she wasn't used to being alone for more than a few hours anymore.

As soon as the fasten seatbelt sign turned off, Ellie quickly grabbed her bag from the overhead compartment. She shimmied past the other passengers, not caring who she pissed off as she hastily making her way towards the end of the aisle. “In a hurry, honey?” the flight attendant asked when she reached the front row, the annoyed glint in her eyes contrasting her bubbly tone.

“You have no idea,” she said, trying to keep her voice equally sweet. “So if you could please....”

With a tight smile, she pulled on the handle, Ellie quickly dashing through the gate as soon as she stepped out of her way. She bolted through the terminal, ignoring the dirty looks and curses from the people she pushed past.

She had more important things to worry about.

When she was finally outside the airport, she stopped to catch her breath. Ellie glanced around, groaning loudly when she saw the long line of travelers waiting for the shuttle. She shook her head before taking off down the walking path, quickly tapping on her rideshare app. “Come on, come on,” she muttered as she waited for her car. She knew she should have just left hers at the lot. She would have been halfway through the city if she was the one behind the whell.

A gray sedan pulled up beside her, jumping in quickly without even bothering to check if the ride was hers. With Ellie’s luck lately, the guy would probably be a deranged murder. She glanced over at the lanky teenager. Ellie smirked to herself, she could take him, even in her heels.

"If you could, please hurry," she glanced down at her watch, chewing on her lower lip. Please God, let the traffic be light.

She watched as the familiar streets rolled speedily by as she dug through her purse for her phone. Six missed messages from Riya, all wondering where the hell she was. Ellie smacked the phone against her leg, tapping her foot impatiently when they got closer to her destination.

The car barely rolled to a stop before Ellie opened the door and jumped out. “Five stars, you beautiful being, Five stars all around!” she called out over her shoulder as she ran into the school.

Ellie slowed down when she approached the mob of adults standing outside the auditorium, glancing around for any familiar faces. When none were found, she followed the signs to the back area, hoping she wasn’t too late. But as she rounded the corner, the sight in front of her stopped her in her tracks.

“You promise she’s coming?” The little girl said as she watched her father work in the mirror.

“Yup, and you know mom. If she promises something, she’s gonna make it happen,” Colt said. “Now, stop moving, and let me braid your hair.”

She stood in the shadows for a minute, watching her husband attempt to twist their daughter’s thick hair into a style. She still pinched herself every time she saw the two of them together, in disbelief that her own stubbornness almost caused her to miss the best things in her life. Her mind flashed back to the night of Riya and Darius's wedding, the moment when everything changed.

“Song’s over,” Colt finally said, breaking the stalemate between them. “What’s it gonna be, sweetheart?”

Ellie stared back at Colt, her racing mind unable to form any articulate thoughts. All she could do was bring her lips fiercely to his, the gesture serving as a promise of a future together.

They spent the rest of the weekend properly reuniting, not leaving his apartment until it was time for her flight back to New York. They exchanged heartbroken goodbyes at the gate, making plans to see each other the next month. But as soon as the plane departed LAX, Ellie knew it wouldn’t be enough, no longer willing to put her feelings for Colt on the back burner. She knew, with complete certainty, that she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. When she returned to work the next day, Ellie put in a transfer request, her relocation to Los Angeles approved within the week.

She toyed with the wedding band on her ring finger, a reminder of their simple courthouse ceremony when she was almost six months pregnant. Colt proposed right after they found out she was pregnant, Ellie tearfully accepting before insisting that they waited until the baby came to get married. But one morning, as Colt leaned down to kiss her growing bump, she didn’t want to wait any longer to call him her husband. They were at the courthouse a few hours later, exchanging rings and vows before a small circle of friends and family.

Four years later, it was still the best decision of her life.

“But you’re doing it wrong! Mommy does it tighter," Sofia whined, pouting in the mirror. Colt let out an audible sigh, muttering a slew of curses under his breath. “Mommy also says you’re not supposed to say bad words.”

“Yeah, yeah. But you’re not gonna tell her, right? It can be a daddy and Sof secret.”

Ellie let out a quick laugh, “Really Colt? Teaching our kid to keep secrets from me?”

Sofia leaped out of her chair, half of her long hair braided while the other still splayed across her cheek in its usual wild fashion. “Mommy!”

Ellie scooped her daughter up in her arms, snuggling her close for a few moments before turning back towards Colt. He leaned forward, pressing his lips lightly to hers. “Happy to see me?” she mused.

“You have no idea, sweetheart,” Colt replied, placing his hand on her neck, his thumb stroking her soft skin before leaning in for another kiss. “How was your trip?”

“Ridiculous,” She rolled her eyes. “The New York office totally tried to mess with my formula, but hopefully we worked everything out. They asked me to transfer back again.”

“What did you tell them this time?”

“That there’s no way in hell,” She let out a little laugh. "My dad would literally murder me if we moved across the country."

"Now that might be a reason to take them up on their offer."

As Ellie swatted her husband's arm, Sofia motioned for her to put her down, before taking her mother’s hand and dragging her over to the chair. “Mommy, can you fix my hair before it’s my turn?”

“You got it, lovebug.”

……………………………………………………….

As Sofia stayed backstage with the rest of her group, Ellie and Colt walked into the auditorium, his hand never leaving the small of her back. She giggled as it started to drift lower, “Really, Colt? We’re at a kid’s recital!”

He smirked down at her, “Hey, you’re the one who left me alone for three whole days.” He wrapped his arms around her, tugging her back against his chest, “Gotta show you how much I missed you, sweetheart."

She shook her head as she pulled away, turning around to face him, “And there will plenty of time for that later. But right now,” she reached up, lightly kissing his lips, “We need to try to make it through this show.”

Colt groaned, “Why did we sign her up for dance again?”

“Because Sofia looked up at you with those big eyes, and said ‘Daddy please?”

He rolled his eyes, “All your fault. The girl had to take after you.”

Ellie smiled up at him before turning around, searching the rows for their group. Riya frantically waved as she rushed towards them, pulling Ellie into a tight hug. “Cutting it kinda close.”

“Stupid fucking flight,” Ellie groaned. “How’s Mia feeling about her routine?”

Riya laughed, “Considering we learned it about an hour ago... surprisingly confident. What about Sofia?”

Colt smirked, “She’s got it down.”

Riya led them to their row, finding Darius draped across four seats while simultaneously attempting to bounce their newborn son on his lap. “I thought I was going to have to bring out the big guns,” he laughed. “Dance parents are vicious."

Toby laughed as he pulled out his phone, “Don’t worry, I got your back. No one’s making me miss my girl’s debut.”

Ellie’s dad cleared his throat from his seat in the front row, a large bouquet of red roses placed in his lap. He stood to kiss Ellie’s cheek, “Never a dull moment with this group.”

“Tell me about it,” Ellie laughed before watching the tense exchange between her father and husband. “Have you two been playing nice?”

Colt started to speak before Ellie stomped on his foot, silencing the comment on his tongue. Her father tensely nodded, “We’re fine, honey. Nothing a little time at the range can't fix." He leaned in conspiratorily, "Gotta say though, your husband can't aim for shit. Not so cocky when you miss the target every time, right Colt?"

Toby elbowed Colt, “Need some lotion? You know, for that burn?”

Ellie stepped between the two of them, “Dad, knock it off.” She linked her hand with Colt’s, pulling her further into the row behind her.

Ellie and Colt settled into their seats just as the light began to dim, Mia's group starting the show. Darius and Riya cringed while their little girl pranced across the stage, completely oblivious to the choreographed moves all around her. Ellie turned towards her friend, squeezing her shoulder, “You told her to be herself.”

Riya let out a loud laugh, “It seemed like a good idea at the time. I swear, that girl's going to rule the world someday.”

As the group exited the stage, Colt draped his arm around Ellie’s shoulders, pulling her close. He kissed this side of her head. “You ready for this?”

She rolled her lips, nodding excitedly. “Let’s see how you did, Kaneko.”

As Sofia entered the stage, she glanced around until she found her family in the crowd, giving them a wild wave. Ellie sucked in a short breath, her hand immediately finding Colt’s. He intertwined their fingers, squeezing her hand lightly. As the music started to build, Sofia executed all of her moves flawlessly, a wide smile across her face the entire time. When they took their final bow, Ellie turned towards her husband, “She did it! I can’t believe she remembered all of the moves. Very impressive.”

Colt winked back at her, “Never doubt me, sweetheart.”

She surged forward, pressing her lips to his, “Never do.”

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Your writing magic strikes again! Wow, just wow 😍 this is so hot and sexy, but also just all the love between them...they make such an amazing team together!

 Please don’t be the last one 😭

One-on-One: Love (N*FW, ColtxMC, ROD)

A/N: This is a birthday gift for the lovely @desiree-pow (HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE! I hope that this bday is AMAZING - you deserve it!!!). This is also the last (maybe?) one-shot in the Colt!basketball AU that no one asked for. (Series here)

Length: ~1,800 words 

Rating:  N*FW (Swearing and sex)

Summary: That’s one way to improve morale after a loss.

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“I feel amazing! I feel so damn alive! And I don’t even curse, Logan!”

RoD MC

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Oh my god I LOOOOOOVE this so much! Love watching how their relationship developed over the four years, over the very same nye party. Love how you captured the fire, the attraction, the dynamics between them so effortlessly with your words.

“I interrupted your dates because I knew you would leave with me.”

She doesn’t deny it. “I went on dates because I knew you would interrupt.”

Aaaah I’m screaming at this! So good! 😍

auld acquaintance

Pairing: Colt x MC, ROD

Length: ~9,500 words / 4 parts

Rating/Warnings: Please read the chapter warnings; chapters vary from PG-13 to N*FW (including sex, swearing)

Summary: College AU with a New Year’s theme (??? idk.): New Year’s is a time for fresh starts, hopes dashed, and hopes rekindled.

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It’s been weeks I’m on it. It’s also the first time I ever did a comic strip (and in full color) after 20 years practicing drawing. I’m very proud to share it with you all. Thank you for your support and for those who write to me, the kind words I receive. Keep the ideas coming, I’m drying up!

Special thanks to @homeformyheart, @agentnolastname and @dikastes-of-atlantis 

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”Eyes on fire”

Was listening to Blue Foundation’s song of the same name. :) 

I have my own way I like to draw Colt, but this time wanted to draw him the way he actually looks. I love his look either way, our beautiful bad boy. ^^

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The choices awards

We are excited to announce that we will be hosting The Choice awards. For now we’ve all decided to keep yourself anonymous, although this may change. 

Here’s the general info about the event! 

What is it about?

The choice Awards have been created to celebrate the amazingly talented authors this fandom has to offer. 

Who can participate?

Anyone. Small blogs, big blogs. You can write for a popular book, or a unpopular book. Anyone can participate in this! This is designed to celebrate you all. 

What are the rules and guidelines?

The nominations will begin Monday 7th December at 12 am (EST) and will end Wednesday 9th. Anyone nominated after closing will not be accepted. 

A list of the nominees will be released on Friday 11th and Voting with begin Sunday 13th (12 am EST) until Friday 18th.

You can only win one Category. 

Every winner will either be gifted a fic with the paring of their choosing, or a piece of artwork, again with which ever paring is desired. 

How are you going to host this?

We’re going to be hosting this as fairly as humanely possible. Bullying of any kind towards the Hosts ourselves or the participants will not be tolerated. 

Tagging some random blogs to help spread the word: : @bbrandy2002 @sirbeepsalot  @ao719 @dcbbw @mskaneko @axwalker @debramcg1106 @emichelle @plumeriavibes @zaffrenotes @ramseyswifey @kimmiedoo5  @princessleac1 @graceful-leah @openheart12 @ofpixelsandscribbles @rigatonireid @jamesashtonisbae @sweetest-marbear @bebepac @mrschoicesobsessed @mom2000aggie  @texaskitten30 @kat-tia801 @cordonianroyalty@queenrileyrose @texaskitten30 @gkittylove99 @gnatbrain @mvalentine​ @masterofbluff @forthebrokenheartedthings @msjr0119 @whimsicalreader​ @gardeningourmet​   @maurine07​ @charlotteg234 @burnsoslow @kingliam2019

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“…Anger, desire, maybe hope.. so much was mixed in Colt’s eyes, when he looked at me. I could not name how he actually felt, but someday I hope to figure it out…”

-From Ellie’s diary.

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Wow thank you so much! Glad you enjoyed the piece and great selection of fics here too ❤

Lori's Favorite Fics - CFWC Kinktober edition

Warning: If you’re a minor or not into smut, I strongly recommend you not to read this post. Though I won’t give any details, I’m sort of trying to convince you to read these stories (because they are really good). But you might not be ready to handle the content of some of these fanworks.

Take the kids out of the room because CFWC Kinktober reviews are here 😆

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#26 for colt x mc from best vs. worst prompts (?) thankyouuuu

best vs. last prompts / 26. best sex vs. worst sex

the worst time

he pauses, for a moment, in front of the trellis that will take him up to her window, glancing around the street.

ellie’s car draws his eye, vibrantly pink on the curb. it’s packed to the brim with boxes -- all ready to go for her drive tomorrow morning. he can’t not stare at it, even if only for a second before he remembers where he is and why he shouldn’t just be idling in some cop’s yard. 

colt turns his head with a swallow and climbs to the second floor silently, slipping into the already open window.

the lights are off in ellie’s bedroom and he blinks once to focus his gaze, his eyes landing on the shape of her sitting on the edge of the mattress near-immediately. ellie’s wringing her hands anxiously, very obviously waiting for him. 

she still looks surprised to see him standing there.

“you came.”

he did, despite the fact that this is the very last place he should be. this is the exact opposite of laying low, and they technically already said their ‘goodbyes.’ 

his dad would be so disappointed in him.

but ellie is leaving tomorrow. and he isn’t sure when he’s going to see her again.

so -- staying away wasn’t exactly an option.

colt toes off his shoes to keep his footsteps quiet on the carpet and closes the distance between her window and the bed. ellie tips her head back to keep their eyes locked.

“course i did,” he answers, as lowly as he can. one hand lifts to cradle her cheek, and his gaze hones in on the way she tilts into his touch, her eyelashes fluttering as soon as he swipes his thumb across her face. 

“you didn’t answer my text,” ellie points out, licking her lips. she’s almost unfairly pretty in the dim light of her bedroom. 

colt drags his knuckles across her jaw, pressing his thumb into the corner of her mouth instead. “so? i’m here now.”

her own hand curls around his arm, forcing him still. “yeah,” she breathes, and then her fingertips dig in and she tugs him down on top of her, the sudden movement setting the both of them into action.

ellie wiggles up the mattress, colt already tugging at her clothes as quickly as he can. he ducks down to kiss her frantically, scrambling to get his hands on every last inch of her. there’s no ignoring the way his mind is screaming at him to take this slow -- to draw it out, to savor it until the next time -- while his body is battling the urge to immediately fuck her through the mattress as quickly as possible.

last week he’d made his peace with her decision. he’d even felt cautiously optimistic about it all.

but tonight it’s hard not to resent her, especially with the mournful way she’s looking at him. ellie’s eyes are wide and sad as he stares at her, her brow furrowed and her pretty lips pouting. 

she looks regretful and unsure and that is not fucking fair, when all of this is up to her. 

his hands grip the headboard tightly to keep it from smacking into the wall with each thrust. 

maybe it’s a trick of the light, but ellie’s eyes look wet.

“is this what you want?” he grits out, as his hips push forward forcefully.

her gasps are so quiet they’re almost nonexistent. she shakes her head, squirming beneath him, but her mouth still parts to insist, “yes, yes -- yes, colt,” despite the fact that he’s pretty sure she wants to say something else.

the best time 

“are we supposed to be up here?”

he exhales, shocked still in the doorway. ellie looks so radiantly beautiful that it’s like a punch in the chest, grinning mischievously at him from over her shoulder with just a hint of trepidation in her gaze. he can’t not stare at her. 

she’s holding the long, white skirt of her dress in one hand, her veil still hanging down over her back.

“it’s our wedding,” colt shrugs, “we can do whatever we want.”

she nods, like her caution is momentarily placated. still, he knows her better than that, and after a beat, she continues, “we’re going to be late to the cocktail hour. people are going to wonder where we are.”

the door behind his back closes quietly. he steps closer to her with a shake of his head. “let them. it’s our wedding.”

ellie relaxes, then, the tension dipping out of her shoulders. she turns as soon as colt’s within reaching distance and winds her arms around him, the expression on her face splitting into a wide, beautiful smile.

“i love you.”

their lips meet and it’s nothing like the kiss they shared downstairs -- even if he had dipped her low and made their first kiss decidedly not chaste, despite the fact that all their friends and family were watching them. it’s equal parts tender and erotic, and his heart pounds when ellie squeezes his shoulders hard and then jumps up, launching herself into his arms.

he holds her close as delicately as he can manage, mindful of her silk dress and the dust in the room, even when every part of him so desperately wants to push her back against the wall beside the window.

“you look so hot,” ellie mumbles against his lips, sliding her hands slowly over the front of his suit. there’s definitely no time to worry about the tiny buttons of his dress shirt, now -- the same goes, unfortunately, for the delicate lacing down the back of ellie’s dress -- but it’s still nice to be admired.

“you, too,” he returns raggedly, breathing already labored as he nips carefully at her jaw, trailing kisses down her neck, “mrs. kaneko.��

“thank you, mr. kaneko.” ellie’s musical little giggles fill the space between them as his hands slide up her legs where they’re slung around him, shifting the fabric of her dress while he goes. “do you think we can make this quick?”

“doubtful,” he answers honestly, fingertips walking ever-so-slowly up the insides of her thighs, “when you look like that.”

“mmmm.” ellie holds his face in both hands and kisses him hard, her mouth warm and soft and lush against his. “we still have a whole wedding night ahead of us, though.”

“yeah, like -- eight hours from now.” no way he’s waiting that long to touch her. “you’re lucky i made it this long. swear as soon as i saw you i wanted to drag you out of there.”

“yeah.” ellie pulls back, nose bumping sweetly into his. her eyes are bright and her face is flushed, veil slightly crooked a few meticulous little hairs askew. she looks even more stupidly radiant than she had a few minutes ago. “me, too.”

he ducks back in eagerly, mouth insistent on hers and hands greedily working to bring them together. 

patience was never his strong suit. 

when he finally feels like he can let her go, they help each other get cleaned up. ellie leans over with a sigh, rubbing at his shirt. “shoot,” she murmurs, “there’s lipstick on your collar.”

well, if she thinks that’s bad...

ellie skirt is wrinkled horribly out of place, with kinks in her veil and pins falling out of her hair. her own lipstick is smudged, and there’s something about her neckline that looks pulled out of shape -- not that she’s not still beautiful, of course.

she’s the best thing he’s ever seen -- the most perfect girl in the world. it’s easy to remember if he’s ever been this happy, before, because he knows he hasn’t. it’s impossible for anything to compare to this. 

“you look good enough for both of us,” colt says, with an innocent smile that has her eyes narrowing suspiciously.

riya runs over just as soon as they get downstairs, voice lowered to a whisper while she herds ellie off towards the bathroom.

the murderous glare his new wife gives him while she mouths asshole from across the ballroom has him so giddy he whistles on his way over to the bar. 

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Colt from first meeting scene. :)

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Thank you @romewritingshop!

Rules: tag 10 ppl u want to get to know better.

Relationship Status: In a relationship 

Favourite Colour: Burgundy or Navy Blue

Three Favourite Foods: brown sugar boba milk, a really good quality hand made pasta, any east-asian noodle soup

Song stuck in my head: sorry can’t think of one right now!

Last song listened to: Summer Evenings (fun fact, an ex-colleague of mine rapped this and the singer is his flatmate - by Aligo and Marie Dahlstrom if you’re interested!)

Time: 5pm UK time

Dream Trip: I’ve been dreaming of a Central & South American Trip for a while or explore the countries & islands around the Indian Ocean!

Anything I want: um...to be able to save enough money to quit my job and travel the world with the hubz? Does that count?

I tag: @tempesrature @raleiighcarrera @lovehugsandcandy @aces-and-angels 

I was tagged by @mattybing1025, thank you! 😊❤️️

Rules: tag 10 ppl u want to get to know better.

Relationship status: Single.

Favorite color: Red and purple.

Three favorite foods: Pizza, chow mein (no meat) and dumplings (vegetables only).

Song stuck in my head: Heroes by David Bowie

Last song listened to: Television Romance by Pale Waves

Time: 04:20am

Dream trip: Paris or Italy.

Anything i want: Peace of mind after all I have been through this year

I tag: @reginasansrex @villainousxlove @ajokeformur-ray @notpushingdaisies @dissolvedstars @atom-heart-mama @demigoddessqueens @danieljradcliffe @filmbeouf @being-a-virgo-is-not-an-easy-job

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Dr. Bryce Lahela! 😍 Icons

Hey yall!

So a while back I hit 1500 followers and said I'd make some icons as thanks. It took a bit, but here's Bryce! Thanks again for all the love and support for the blog and art. ❤

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Awwwww 😍 i love this ending to the series, it’s so soft and beautiful! Him looking at their baby and deciding to leave all that life behind them, i can just feel the love between them and now three of them!

“the happiness, love and content she feels in this moment can be carried over into the depths of her soul and her consciousness will be filled with just Colt, the boy she has loved since her past and her present, and Kai, the child she will love until her future” my heart feels so full now, thank you for this lovely series, really enjoyed all of them!

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You” [END]

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

#49 Giving them a tight hug that makes them lose their breath.

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Bloodbound appreciation week: Day 1 - Adrian

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