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Across the Aisle inspired by: Emily Kinney, Times Square

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Ha I meant sexy as fuck but fic will do. That dude is so hot it's fictional 🔥 #blessmamaC🙏

i got you girl. i got you. and i totally and completely agree. most the time when i see him i have to pinch myself to make sure i’m awake because. 

well.

you saw him. you saw that suit. you saw that hair. that face. its all real. we have been blessed.

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Excuse my language but Val looks sexy as fic with his bowtie and cigar in hand. #brbgoing2getmyovaries

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New York, New York

This is dedicated to you 11maggyemm my awesome amazing fiance. ;) I really hope you enjoy this.

This is my first AU ever and I really hope you enjoy it.

                               Its long- VERY LONG.

So be prepared! Agh I hope you enjoy it! I enjoyed writing it. Something new and challenging! Love you! Always- J.

Keep reading

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Just wanna say your writing makes me smile. I feel like I'm reading a one act play or something. Bows down to you for all the glorious Maksyl fics🙆🙏

Waaaaah??? You freaking cutie! Thank you so much! I just logged in after a week and get this? You perfect soul!

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It probably doesn’t restart when I’m texting you. It knows that our time is too precious together. It’s okay. I’m driving by Louisiana on Fri. Just. I’ll pick it up. And you. With Vodka.

If my phone restarts itself ONE MORE TIME it will be thrown down two flights of stairs, out of the window, and into a pit of fire. 📱📲👿🔥

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STOP. WHO ALLOWED THEM TO BE THIS CUTE? WHO ALLOWED THEM TO SMILE LIKE THIS. EXCUSE ME. I NEED TO SPEAK TO THE MANAGER. 

Got me feeling some type of way! 😍 Those smiles!! They are SO cute!!! 😍😍💙

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But any new Valenna fic on the horizon??? 😉

hmmm. I’m not sure. Maybe. :) 

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Yo throw it my way. Gently. Put some bubble wrap around it before.

If my phone restarts itself ONE MORE TIME it will be thrown down two flights of stairs, out of the window, and into a pit of fire. 📱📲👿🔥

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meryledavis 😭Goodbye vacation… you have been truly magical 🐠 ✨

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Any more Valenna fic?? love them!!

I have a few under my fics tab on this page if you haven't read them! That page hasn't been updated in a very, very long time but there are probably 2 or 3 valenna fics up there! (:

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Oh lord help me. What a beautiful picture. Surpasses the Mona Lisa. 😜

Yeah….who else exists….right, nobody 😍🙌🙈😍🔥💙 got me stuck like glue 😍 Uncaseville, CT( Mohegan Sun) Show #7 6.20.15

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iamvalc: 😂😭😂😭😂😭🙈 #dwtslivetour

OMFG. Artems laugh, tho.

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i. love. this. picture.

Which valenna pic?

This one https://instagram.com/p/37-j2IAN0M/

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WELL THEN.

AU prompt: Meryl and Maks are both patients in the hospital. They meet each other, and decide to fight, against whatever illnesses you decide they have, together

“What are you in for?”

She looks up from her book to find a stranger standing overher in the patient lounge, an expectant look plastered on his face.  Behind his nose tube that matches hers, hehad a very attractive, and this vainly placates her a bit from having to forceconversation with him.

“I’m dying,” she states bluntly.  He doesn’t flinch, and she likes that.

He motions around the room with his hand.

“Isn’t everyone?”

She rolls her eyes.

“Tasteful, um…what’s your name?”

“Maks.”

“Tasteful, Maks.”

“What?” he asks, settling down in the chair next toher.   “No ‘Nice to meet you’?”

“Not really looking to make new friends when I only havemonths to live.”

“Months?  Isn’t that alittle pessimistic…”

“Meryl,” she finishes. “And no, it isn’t.  The doctorsaid to hope for four.  I have T-Cell,asshole.”

“Prolymphocytic?”

She nods.  He inhalessharply.

“Meryl.”

“If you say ‘I’m sorry’, I’m going to punch you in theface.”

He doesn’t say anything. She tries to go back to reading, but he’s sufficiently distracted her.

“What are you infor?” she questions instead.

“ALL,” he explains quickly. “Fifth round of treatment.  It’sjust won’t stay in remission, pesky little thing cancer is.”

She nods slightly, running her eyes over the pages of herbook, absorbing not a word of it.

“Do you believe in miracles, Meryl?”

She laughs dryly.

“I went to my doctor’s for a routine checkup two weeks agobefore I left to go to Europe for three weeks, and got told my death wasimminent.  And you’re asking me if Ibelieve in miracles?”

“I’ll take that as a no,” he determines, shrugging.  “Me either. Not really.  But the doctors andnurses always tell you to hope for one, like that will help you get better morequickly or something.”

“My doctor didn’t tell me that.  He told me to wish for months, not miracles.”

A silence falls over them, but she feels his eyes onher.  When she looks up finally, his gazeis so earnest that it makes her pause, gulp.

“Will you wish for one?” he whispers.  “A miracle? Not for you doctor, or anyone else, or maybe not ever for yourself rightnow.  But for me?  As one of my dying wishes?”

Her eyes rake over his face, and something about his essencecompels her.  She nods.

And he smiles softly.

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Friends like these don’t come along very often! They’ve been together from the start and now seeing one of their sisters do what every girl hopes for, falls in love, that’s special ❤️  

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If my kids want to be dancers I’m going to move to Utah because they doing something right over there when it comes to dancers.