#Elisia deserves me

[ofcutsandoffire]

Am I the only one who hated nevermind scratch that loathed Stinger in T@gged? especially when he got with Elisia. She deserved so much better than him even when we didn't know that he was evil he honestly just ruined season 3 of T@gged for me

[enid-rhees]

can you do an Elisia headcannons with a depressed reader? Please and thank youuuu :)

Elisia Brown Dating Depressed!Reader HDCNS (and how she helps you deal with it)

warnings: mentions of sh, difficulty with eating, please read at your own discretion if any of these might trigger you!

a/n: thank you for requesting, anon! i hope you, and everyone else enjoys <3 thank you to the amazing, gorgeous and talented @elisiassideb1tch for being a part of this and helping me with this post, please go follow her, she deserves everything and more ✨💙 the pic is also made by her ✨ (ilysm i cant thank you enough 🫶🏻💙)

oh Elisia my sweet girl who deserves the world and more

she cares for you so much.

Elisia will do anything in her power to make you feel loved

if you struggle with the motivation to get out of bed, Elisia will be there every minute with you.

she’ll sit with you and just talk about anything, like your interests.

when you do finally find the motivation to get out of bed, she’ll never stop telling you how proud she is of you

if you struggle with eating, Elisia takes small steps with you

she’ll give you a small portion of food and just helps you work your way up

Elisia understands almost everything you go through, because she’s been there too. and it hurts her to see someone so special to her go through this as well

she was alone when she was really suffering, so she does everything she can to help you feel loved and cared for.

helping you had started to slowly heal her own self as well

she helps you with your hygiene as well

setting up hot baths for you, or even showering with you

and afterwards, she might even give you a small massage to relax your muscles

if you sh and Elisia finds out about it, she’ll help you gain the courage to throw out your razors.

when you do throw them out, Elisia praises you endlessly. she tells you how proud she is of you and holds you tightly, just mumbling praises to you as she kisses your head

Elisia will kiss every single one of your scars while telling you how brave, and strong you are, she’ll never stop telling you how proud she is of you

Elisia gets you little gifts occasionally !!

perfumes, lotions, candles etc

she just does anything that she knows will bring a smile to your face

Elisia always wants to make sure you’re comfortable in your own clothes and often makes sure you aren’t wearing the same thing for a week straight

she’ll help you clean your clothes and bring you comfier clothes like sweatpants and sweatshirts

^^ she gifts you those fluffy thick socks omg you love those sm you’re always wearing them

you and Elisia sing together. a lot

the way you’re both out of tune with each other will always make you laugh, so she does it as often as possible with you just to hear you laugh and to see you smile

and sometimes she just only sings to you in bed

she’ll hold you close to her chest while you’re nearly falling asleep to her voice

if you have a hard time eating certain things and only want certain things, Elisia will get you everything you want

she understands that you only want certain textures of food and will get you whatever u want

and she’ll always help you eat

Elisia will put on your fav show/movie and will sit and eat with you as well :]

she’ll make small conversations with you and updates you on how all of your friends are doing

you also eat in bed with her a lot and she’ll just cuddle you, and afterwards she’ll take your plate and wash it off for you before coming back to bed and taking you in her arms again

Elisia will ALWAYS have water with her to remind you to drink water

she keeps track of how much you drink and when to give you more

she also lovesss making you tea and her amazing apple pie

your comfort meal fr

after you eat, Elisia will tell you how proud she is of you <3

she’ll kiss your cheeks, nose, lips, eyes, she’ll kiss u ANYWHERE

she’ll hold you close while her hands run down and gently massage your body, she’ll play with your fingers and will just constantly tell you how beautiful you are

Elisia will take you for a walk at least once a day or every few days

you need to get fresh air every once in a while, so she’ll take you on a short walk

and after the walk she’ll plan a small lil picnic right in the grass in front of her house :’)

after a while, when you’re feeling better, Elisia takes you up to the roof of her apartment and the two of lay side by side, staring up the stars

you’ll lay your head on her chest and she’ll kiss your head and start playing with your fingers, and traces little hearts or shapes into your skin

of course Elisia brought snacks, so the two of you just sit with each other, reveling in each others presence

Els also brought her earbuds so you guys listen to music together as well on the roof, she’ll play your favorite artists and sing along with you <3

it’s very peaceful for you

the roof is your place

where you and Elisia go to escape from everything and have nothing but each other bc that’s all you need

Elisia saved you basically, and you could never be more grateful to have her as your girlfriend

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[eternalfarae]

Author's Note

Hello everyone! I'm Farae, your author, and just to be real with you, I'm a high school dropout (not sure why I felt the need to mention that!). Anyway, this story is a bit of a spontaneous project for me, and English isn't my first language-I primarily speak Tagalog-so I appreciate your understanding as we go along.

As I mentioned, this book isn't fully planned out, but it's crafted with a lot of love. I aim to update it daily because I want to provide you with the kind of books you truly deserve-ones that you can cherish. Making people happy is my passion, and I believe the best way to do that is by writing a story that reflects a variety of interests and experiences.

I'll be honest: I can be a bit lazy at times, but when inspiration strikes, I can get really productive! There may be days when I can't write, but I promise I'll do my best to keep the updates coming. So, stay tuned for what's next-keep an eye on my profile!

And btw the language used in here are English, but in real world let's pretend they're using Japanese language, considering the place is Japan. ^^

Now, let's get into the important stuff-here are the content warnings.

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Warnings:

Cursing

Violence

Self harm

Nudity

NSFW material

Explicit content

Stalking

Unhealthy obsession

Mental illness themes

Dubious consent (dub con)

Manipulation

Toxic behavior

Non con

Use of drug

Gore

Kidnapping

Dark themes

Minors, please do not engage.

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Content Advisory

This book contains material that may be distressing for some readers, including:

Cursing

Violence

Self harm

Nudity

NSFW material

Explicit content

Stalking

Unhealthy obsession

Themes of mental illness

Dubious consent (dub con)

Manipulation

Toxic behavior

Gore

This content may not be suitable for individuals with sensitivities to violence, trauma, mental illness, or gore. Reader discretion is advised. Please take care of yourself while reading.

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It was summer, the sun shine leaves you peaceful sipping a cup of tea when suddenly a phone of yours rang rapidly as you roll your eyes for distracting the moment

You are a cosplayer who cosplays various types of characters and you love doing it, it gives you that chill, ever since you moved from here in the Japan things goes so fast and it felt nice

You didn't even notice the clock ticking, it was fun to live here, you find it peaceful

"Hmm?" Muttered you as you heard your friend Elisia giggles at the end of your pink Iphone that you got because of being a working student in Japan

"I was wondering if you want to join the roppongi first ever cosplay event?!, it's fun y/n, please go with me or I'll be lonely as hell" said Elisia, you couldn't decide wether you're coming with her considering that you have many things pending up in the university

You and Elisia are childhood friend in your original country where you're born and raised, she is always there by your side and no matter what, she always stays, she's the one you only have in this country and considering that this is the first event you're going to in Roppongi where youre not really familiar, you agreed.

"Sure, I'll hang up now" you said as she replies with a hum agreeing with you.

You packed your things (laptop,hand sanitizer,makeups and notes) in your bag as you go outside your apartment building, it was nice living in Japan, it isn't just a vacation but it will be your whole lifestyle, it's fascinating how things changed so fast, you remembered you we're a kid suffering from a mental illness, but look at you now.

You breathe the nice summer air as you tightly hold the arms of your messenger bag and go downstairs, you're wearing a **choose ur aesthetic** style, you like it wearing things that resonates your aesthetic, because it makes you feel YOU.

as you got to the taxi you listened to music and vibe along with the rhythm whether it be a death metal or soft lullaby, you still enjoy every types of music.

As you got off, you walked through your favorite cafe, stomping your **pick a type of shoe,sandals,Mary Janes etc.** it makes you feel alive doing things that you want, being free as some people say when they experience what you do right now.

As you open the door, soft door opening sound arise, and the vibey atmosphere of the cafe filled you with cheesecake smell through your nose.

"Can I get a matcha latte and a croissant filled with chocolate, please?" You said as the cashier nods and list your order.

You sat at the upper 2nd floor of the cafe because it's honestly a spot of a building that resonates you, it's kinda funny but just think of it.

While listening to music someone taps your shoulder and when you turned around you met a lavender eyes, probably a boy(you think).

He's wearing a turtle neck and a kinda loose black jeans with a leather jacket and a headphone on his neck and a saint Laurent(you thought so) necklace.

"May I sit next here?" He points on the empty table, well, its understandable that he can sit there since it's a long table and full of one by one circle chair that is color beige, so you nod, not wanting to be verbal because you're just not in the mood for it.

"Thanks." The boy quietly hums, as he sat next to you, you noticed he's actually rich by just looking at the jewelry on his wrist,neck and his earrings and his fragrance is screaming richness.

But you didn't mind it, since, you don't wanna be nosy about it so you just sat down until your order arrives.

**Hour passes**

Finally, you've done all your works, even in summer you have work things to do, it's really tiring but you are used to it even in your original country you're actually a competitive student, perfect and we'll driven until you become mentally ill and dropout which gave you the opportunity to move here in Japan

"That's supposed to be there" a voice suddenly rang up on your ears when the guy pointed on the laptop you're programming on, you look into him as he fix his glasses. "That's wrong missy" he continues as he moves his finger tip at the laptop bottom screen.

And clicked at it, "done" he muttered as he turns to you "if youre programming be careful, you don't wanna mess up." He said as he sigh and smile softly, which made you blush and shocked

Like why did he had to do that?, your first ever interaction with a Japanese guy?? Really? Someone you couldn't even reach and that's not even on your level? (You thought so)

"Hey" he swing his open palm as he looks concerned on you zoning out, "oh, I'm sorry" you chuckled "I'm just.." youre about to speak again when he cut you off "Rindou, by the way" he grabs your hand and shakes it making you force a smileHe's kind of weird and a little bit or a nerdy that isn't even obvious, it looks like he's a sort part of a criminal organization and the aura he's giving is dark but he's actually sweet?

"Y-y/n" you stutter as you cringe at yourself for doing so, "alright, Y/n, I gotta go" before you even can even say anything he left you hanging there leaving you speechless and don't even know what happening in your life.You left the cafe with a mixed feelings about your day, yes, it went out great but the interaction between that guy seems weird, but, you couldn't make anyone control your happiness anyway, it is made by you, only you.

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Lol I'm so sorry if this chapter is really short, I'll do better next time dw, and anyways leave a comment to help me boost this book I appreciate it sm! We say in union "WE LOVE NERDY RINDOU" -jk anyways, I wrote this on 2022 and continued it right now(2024) :>>

The evening air had the sweet scent of blooming sakura trees as you strolled through the bustling streets of Roppongi. The neon lights danced around you, reflecting off the various cosplay outfits of the enthusiasts who had come to participate in the event.

Your heart raced with excitement as you spotted the venue, a sprawling convention center that looked like it had been plucked straight from the pages of a sci-fi manga.

Elisia, her eyes sparkling with excitement, grabbed your arm and tugged you closer.

"Y/n, we're here!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of glee and nervousness. The convention was a sea of colors and sounds, with the chatter of fans and the occasional burst of laughter punctuating the air.

You couldn't help but smile, the energy of the place was infectious.

As you both wandered through the aisles of the convention center, taking in the intricate costumes and the passionate fans discussing their favorite animes and mangas, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

A boy with a half-mask, one eye visible, a deep blue iris that pierced through the fabric, approached you two with a sly smile.

He wore an outfit that was a mishmash of different characters, as if he couldn't decide whom to cosplay as, so he chose to be a little bit of everyone.

"Hey, you guys look amazing," he said, his voice a low purr that seemed to resonate with the very air around you.

Elisia beamed, her cheeks turning a delightful shade of pink. "Thanks!" she said, "We put a lot of work into these."

The boy nodded, his eyes lingering on you for a moment before he reached up and pulled off his mask, revealing the same lavender eyes from the cafe. "Rindou Haitani," he said, his smile widening as he saw the look of surprise on your face.

"Oh my god, it's you!" you exclaimed, a bit too loudly for the quiet corner of the convention you had found. Elisia's eyes went wide as she took in the boy before her, clearly surprised by the sudden turn of events.

"Hi, Rindou," you said, trying to recover from your initial shock. "This is my friend, Elisia," you introduced, gesturing to her. The tension was palpable as the two of you exchanged a look, both equally confused by his presence here.

"Nice to meet you," Rindou said, extending a hand to shake hers. "I couldn't help but notice your cosplay," he added, his eyes sweeping over her costume appreciatively. "It's really well done."

Elisia, caught off guard, took his hand with a tentative smile. "Thank you," she murmured, still trying to process the situation.

The three of you continued to navigate through the convention, Rindou's presence a strange yet oddly comforting addition to your day. His knowledge of the different cosplayers and animes was vast, and he shared little tidbits of information here and there, making the experience all the more enjoyable.

Despite the awkwardness, his charm was undeniable, and you found yourself drawn to his self-assured persona. His lavender eyes sparkled with mischief, and his smile was as warm as the cup of tea you had yesterday, leaving you feeling a bit flustered.

As the day grew later, the convention center was plunged into darkness. A collective gasp filled the air as the neon lights flickered before dying completely.

The sound of a distant thunderclap echoed through the building, hinting at a storm outside. In the sudden blackout, you felt a gentle touch on your arm, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity through your body.

When the emergency lights finally flickered on, casting an eerie glow over the chaotic scene, you realized that you were standing much closer to Rindou than you had been before. His lavender eyes searched yours with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat.

You could feel the warmth of his breath against your cheek, and his hand, still resting on your arm, sent waves of tingles up to your shoulder.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice a soft rumble in the otherwise noisy room. The sudden intimacy made you aware of every detail of his presence-the faint scent of his cologne, the way his eyes searched yours for any signs of distress, and the comforting weight of his hand.

You nodded, your voice a little shaky. "Yeah, I'm fine," you murmured, trying to keep the tremor out of your voice. The touch was surprisingly gentle, almost tender, from someone who exuded such an aura of dominance. His grip tightened slightly, grounding you amidst the confusion.

The emergency lights cast a harsh glow over the room, illuminating the worry lines on Rindou's face. His hand remained on your arm, as if he was afraid to let go and have you disappear into the sea of panicked attendees. "Let's find a place to sit down," he suggested, his voice calm and steady in the chaos.

You nodded, allowing him to guide you through the crowded space. The sound of panicked whispers and the occasional shriek of a frightened cosplayer pierced the air as everyone tried to figure out what was happening. Rindou led you to a quieter spot near a wall, where the light was dimmer, and the sound of the rain outside became a soothing backdrop to the tumult within.

"Don't worry about Elisia," he said, his voice a gentle rumble beside your ear. "She's a smart girl; she'll find us once she realizes the lights are out." His hand remained on your arm, the warmth seeping through the fabric of your sleeve. You couldn't help but feel a flicker of doubt-what if something had happened to her?-but Rindou's confidence was infectious, and you found yourself nodding in agreement.

"Alright," you murmured, taking a deep breath to steady yourself. The sound of the rain grew louder as the storm outside raged on, the occasional flash of lightning painting the room in stark relief. You leaned against the cool wall, feeling the throb of bass from the distant speakers vibrate through you.

Rindou took a seat beside you, his eyes never leaving yours. His hand remained on your arm, his thumb tracing small, soothing circles against your skin. "You know," he began, his voice low and seductive, "you're really pretty when you're flustered."

You blushed, trying to pull away, but his grip tightened ever so slightly. "I-I'm not flustered," you protested, your voice barely a whisper.

Rindou chuckled, a deep, rich sound that seemed to resonate in the quiet corner of the convention center. "No need to be shy," he said, leaning closer. His smile grew more playful, his eyes gleaming with something that made you squirm in your seat. "I was just saying that you look good when you're all... riled up."

You swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way your heart was racing. "What do you mean?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

Rindou leaned in closer, his smile never wavering. "You know," he murmured, "how much I admire your work. Your dedication to cosplay, your ability to bring characters to life... it's fascinating." His thumb continued to trace circles on your arm, the motion oddly soothing despite the tension that was building between you.

"Thank you," you managed to say, still not quite sure what to make of his behavior. The air around you felt charged, like the moment before a storm breaks. You glanced around, hoping to spot Elisia in the crowd, but she was nowhere to be seen. The room was still in a state of disarray, with people slowly starting to calm down as the emergency lights remained on.

Before you could say anything else, Rindou's hand brushed against your thigh, making you jump and let out a startled squeak. He chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Relax," he said, "I'm just playing with the fabric of your skirt." It was a lie, and you both knew it, but the way he said it made it sound so innocent.

The hand on your thigh grew bolder, his fingers tracing patterns on the bare skin just above your knee. You felt a strange mix of fear and excitement, your breath hitching in your chest. His touch was light, almost feather-like, but the intention behind it was unmistakable. You wanted to pull away, but at the same time, you found yourself leaning into his touch, craving more.

"R-Rindou," you stuttered, trying to keep your voice from shaking. "What are you doing?"

He chuckled again, his hand moving slightly higher on your thigh. "Just admiring your dedication to detail," he said, his voice still a low murmur. "Your cosplay is so authentic, even down to the underwear."

You felt a flush of embarrassment creep up your neck as you realized he was referring to the fact that you weren't wearing any underwear under your cosplay skirt-a common practice among cosplayers to maintain the illusion of their characters. You swallowed hard and tried to push his hand away, but he was too fast, his grip firm. "Rindou," you warned, your voice a whisper.

His eyes met yours, and for a moment, you thought you saw something flicker in them-a challenge, perhaps. But then, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone, replaced with an innocent smile. "My apologies," he said, pulling his hand away. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

You took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. "It's okay," you said, trying to laugh it off. "I guess I'm just a bit jumpy after the lights went out." You forced a smile, hoping it didn't look as shaky as you felt. "Let's find Elisia," you suggested, eager to change the subject and put some distance between you.

Rindou's smile grew wider, and he nodded. "Of course," he said, his hand sliding away from your thigh. He stood up and offered you a hand, which you took gratefully. The feel of his skin against yours sent another jolt through your body, but you ignored it, focusing instead on the task at hand.

[elisiassideb1tch]

|| Elisia x Take Me Away ||

Happy birthday @ofcutsandoffire !! I hope you have an incredible day, you deserve it! Ily <3

[lingeringscars]

🎰🥺

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships! // always accepting !!

that new icon is Hot. 

tracy stewart x amelia shepherd -- hmm.. teen!amelia and college!amelia still probably would never really interact with tracy bc their personalities are...so different. partier outgoing amelia that has no filter vs quiet tracy who does not go to parties? i’m not sure. 

tracy stewart x jake jagielski -- my sweet...sweet son. my sweet soft musician boy? ( which reminds me jake + landon? also two people that deserve to interact ) i deserve this? we deserve this? 

tracy stewart x rowan fricks -- fun fact bc my memory really is scary sometimes but this dynamic came up the first time i did this for you and was the first one on that list that also had mariana and mason on it. i don’t remember anyone else but it is Tragic and Blasphemous that we have not done either and this coming up again and in 3rd shows that we need to. 

tracy stewart x nico minoru -- interesting. i gotta Think on this bc i’m not sure. i could see some kind of legacies thing for them both? chimera tracy + witch nico? both pretty reserved. not sure. 

tracy stewart x shane collins -- ..... YIKES. hunter!shane -- shane’s father being ...100 times worse than he is and wants every supernatural creature dead. shane’s fam also died in a fire so that is some nice beacon hills vibes rn. well his sister did. his mom died when they were on the run and then his dad dies later on when fighting against the biggest baddest vamp blah blah but basically they could easily bond over their dads being The Worst but that would require them talking first and also the whole shane hating supernatural thing is y’know

tracy stewart x elisia brown -- NICE :) i love tracy in t@gged. i love my t@gged girls and how protective they would be over tracy. also just elisia and tracy having a similar personality. 

tracy stewart x layla keating -- i deserve everyone and layla keating :) don’t think they would get along but who knows. 

tracy stewart x michael biship -- i cannot stress this enough. division au. but also....how...perfect? like obviously there is a very large difference between theo + division and theo is so important to tracy’s character but also ....it lines up? she doesn’t necessarily ~fit division’s profile but ... it jives. her being legally dead and division taking her and training her to be an assassin. ALEX UDINOV HAS A BUTTERFLY TATTOOED ON HER BACK SO just saying that butterfly imagery is rooted in the show. it .. works.

[constantwar-a2-blog]

"i don’t know why she didn’t feel like she could talk to me." rowan @ ash

“    yeah.   elisia’s like that.    ”     always closed off,    always thinking she has to handle things on her own.    he’s tried for years to make her see that it doesn’t have to be like that,    that he wants to be there for her if only she’d let him.    often times,    it only leaves him frustrated in the end,    but still he stays,   because he understands her.     he’s one of the few people that have bothered to try.    but now that she has hailey and rowan,    maybe things could eventually change for her.    “     she doesn’t think she deserves help.    like she deserves to be alone or something.     ”      

maybe it’s not his place to be calling out elisia’s feelings,    and usually he wouldn’t,    but he wants to believe it’s okay now,     because it’s rowan.    he’s seen how much those girls mean to each other,    even if they were all brought together by something so dark.    he can’t help elisia on his own;    he’s spent so long trying.    “     you kind of get used to it.    ”

[leftmourning]

t@gged and in the vault!

send me a tv series and I’ll tell you:

my all-time ultimate fave character:  elisia brown  /   taylor  price.

a character I didn’t used to like but now do:  brandon darrow /  chris.

a character I used to like but now don’t:   none. /  valentina.

a character I’m indifferent about:  bree fricks. /  liv  steele.

a character who deserved better:   NICKI JONES !!! /  chris.

a ship I’ve never been able to get into: SEAN/HAILEY  /   chris/evin.

a ship I’ve never been able to get over:    ash/elisia. /  taylor/jane.

a cute, low-key ship: hailey/rowan  /   jane/liv.

an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: jake / rowan  /  omid / valentina.

a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened: ZOEY AND ASH!!! IT WAS BULLSHIT OKAY????  /  none.

my favourite storyline/moment: ooooh.   for t@gged, it was probably the moment that hawk invited hailey up to see something he’s passionate about. it was adorable and hailey deserved happy.  /   so far for IN THE VAULT? it’s been the whole ‘so what, we’re just going to stand here and wonder which of us pushed her?’ sexy time with jane and taylor.

a storyline that never should have been written: *takes deep breath.* ZOEY AND ASH UGH-LY ASS STRIP POKER BITCH GAME & SEAN AND HAILEY WEIRD POOL SEX!!!!!!!!  /  liv’s pregnancy. I know this is a big thing but it seems like an odd motive to give him, you know?

my first thoughts on the show: t@gged, I immediately fell in love with it from the trailer. It’s thrill-worthy without cheap shots like PLL takes. /  in the vault, it took the first two episodes for me to really get into it and become addicted to it.

my thoughts now: OBSESSED. MKAY? I adore both these shows and the network that produces these beauties.

[maximumkillshot]

Grandma Got Fucked Over By A Reindeer (Drabble)

Warnings: None really, description of a murder, some cussing, implied future smut, but nothing happens, promise!

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Y/N, Sam Winchester, Jack

A/N: This is for @atc74 ‘s Cards Against Christmas Drabble Challenge. I had so much fun making this. I don’t even know how to define this genre, maybe a crack fic? Enjoy people!! 

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“Hey guys we got an interesting one here” yelled Sammy as Dean and Y/N were decorating the christmas tree in the war room.

“Does your brother ever stop working?”  Y/N asked as she rolled her eyes.

“Sadly, no. For some reason, he has no off switch. Well... There was that one time he was in a coma…” chuckled Dean as Y/N swatted him on the chest.

“Looks like there's some hexing going on in Atlanta,” said Sam as he stumbled into the war room, tripping on the popcorn tinsel that Jack was making for the tree.

“What makes you say that Sammy?” Asked Dean as he pulled one of the ornaments and handed it to Y/N.

“Wait” said Sam as he finally looked up from the string of popcorn. “Dean, what is all of this Christmas stuff?”

“ Y/N brought up a good point. The kid never had a Christmas and after everything that happened I think Jack deserves to celebrate something,” said Dean, looking to his brother.

“Looks like the festivities are going to have to wait.”

Y/N chimed in as she walked to Sam “I’ll be the judge of that. What did you find?”

“Ok so get this, there was a 68 year old woman, Elisia Jones, who was found murdered in her front lawn.”

“That’s a little bold” Y/N commented, “but not necessarily uncommon.”

“She was trampled to death…. By her lawn ornaments.” Said, Sam, as he handed Y/N the files.

“The only things that had the patterns of bruising on the body was the metal reindeer lawn ornaments?” Y/N looked confused as Dean began to chuckle.

“ A grandma literally got fucked over by a reindeer…” Laughed Dean.

Y/N tried to keep her composure as she read over the case file.

“Well good news is that there’s only a few suspects as to who the witch may be.” Y/N Replied. “Should be a quick one, let’s get going, Hold down the fort Jack.”

“You got it!” said Jack as he continued his tinsel.

After a few days later, the boys and Y/N returned to a very excited Jack.

“Hey guys, how was the trip?” asked Jack.

Immediately Dean made a bitchface while Y/N responded, “I am so happy that you asked. Dean got chased around by a bunch of lawn ornaments. It was hilarious!” She then began to laugh uncontrollably.

“It wasn’t funny Y/N.” said Dean as he carried his bag in.

“Are you kidding me, Dean…. You were running from a bunch of santa and elf lawn gnomes… It was priceless.”

“Y’know it’s so nice to know that my girlfriend found it funny that her boyfriend was running for his life on a hunt, so comforting…” said Dean as he dropped his bag off in the war room.

“Oh c’mon Dean… It wasn’t that bad” chuckled Sam, “I got there in time.”

Dean huffed, “Whatever, the point is, witch is dead, ornaments are un-hexed… Job’s done.”

“And in time for Christmas,” Y/N replied as she hugged Dean and kissed him, “And I got a special present for you.” Y/N whispered in his ear.

“What type of present would that be?” Asked Dean.

“Follow me to the room and you’ll find out.” She winked and turned towards their room, swaying her hips as she walked.

“Merry Christmas to me,” breathed Dean as he immediately followed her.

Jack looked confused as he asked Sam, “I don’t understand, gifts are customarily given around the tree… why are they going to their room?”

Sam looked at Jack and said “There are some gifts we don’t want to see.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll get it when you’re older,” said Sam.

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[naereaonmanuscripts]

41

I held the box in my hand, and and looked at Elisia with a questioning glance.  Throughout these past weeks I had imagined that the box would contain a rare stone artifact or large manuscript from the ancient world.  But the box was actually quite small and not heavy enough for stone artifacts.  Coins, perhaps?  There must be something valuable inside.  Eaton had said his time in Athens had been very lucrative.  Wouldn't his assistant have given him something particularly significant?  

"Can you open it Richard?" Elisia asked as she stepped across the room to see the box up close.

"It is indeed locked," Leblanc said with shrug.  "Do you have a key?"

"No, my great-grandfather left a diary that I have read but there is no mention of a key.  He must have kept the key with him when he sailed back to London."

"Yes, probably." Lablanc was starting to pack up his things.  He seemed genuinely disappointed.

"After all these years, Dr. Leblanc, you deserve a resolution to this mystery.  Surely there is a way to open this box.  If you will permit that the box transfers to my personal property i will slice it open and we can all discover its contents together."

"I do grant you that it is your property.  There is no record of ownership in the files that I can find and there appears no reason for it to be held in the collection of the cathedral.  it appears to have no religious or artistic value of any kind.  Yes, Dr. Eaton, it is yours."  Leblanc still looked disgusted and maybe a little irritated that this whole thing was so meaningless.

"Do you have a knife I can use to break it open?"

"Wiat!" Elisia was looking through her purse, digging down to the very bottom where the good stuff hides.  "Here is the key that opened the box with the diary in it.  Before you break it open, try this.  It just might work.  It's the key from the box at the British Museum!"

She handed me the key and I looked at it for a moment.  It was about the right size, although it was far less worn and discolored from the passage of time than the box appeared.  "Ok, here' goes!"

I pushed the key into the lock and tried to turn the lock.  It was stiff and wouldn't move.  After several twists, the key began to rotate in the lock.  Only two more tries and the lock popped open.

"It worked, you Elisia, are a genius!"

We all moved closer as I lifted the lid of the box. The lining was dark and frayed.  A dark rich color of silk probably that had deteriorated over time.  As I lifted the lid, visions of precious gemstones or a treasure map flashed across my brain.  But no, not this time.  No diamonds no ancient manuscripts, or early stone artifacts.  There was no leather pouch of rare and fabulously valuable gold Macedonian coins.  

With a shrug of resignation, I reached in the box and pulled out a small red leather book, a hand-drawn map of some of islands, and another key.  This time, the key was small, rounded, old but not worn, as if it had been kept in a hiding place for a very long time.

[enid-rhees]

hi hi!! apologies for the (really really) late message, but firstly, happy birthday (even though it was ages ago aha)!!

and secondly, i just wanted to tell you that i hope you get more appreciation for your enid fics because quite frankly, it's that freakin' good!! i hope people realize what they're missing out on!! and if you happen to need ideas, i may have one or two ive nearly forgotten that i could request

oh btw not to pressure you or anything, but do you have a general idea on when you might post something else? im dyin' for more!!!!

and thirdly, ive been procrastinating my own writing myself, but somewhat recently i finished s7/started s8 of twd and oml im scared something bad's gonna happen soon. anyhoo, i decided to try write something on enid and maybe you were an inspiration (there were a couple others, but mostly you) and i hope it's a good read once i eventually get something substantial written

you deserve more attention, you rock, peace out!!! 💜

hi anon !! and don’t worry omg, thank you so much <3 !!!

i appreciate that so much anon 🥹 i’m just really really happy that everyone is loving Enid and loving my works 🫂 and my requests are open yet, but hopefully soon :3

i am currently really caught up on trying to finish this one Elisia fic, so i’m really hoping i can get that out within sometime next week !!

and omfg- those two seasons are SOOOO good i hope u liked them :33 and omg- me being an inspiration for you means so fucking much, anon 🥹 thank you 🖤🖤

i don’t deserve u guys ur all way too sweet and nice 🥹

[happybdtoothpaste-blog]

Elisia Gizmo

I really don't know exactly what to say, because we both know how non-sappy I am BUT here goes nothing. You've honestly been such a real friend to me these past years, and sometimes I felt like I didn't deserve it. You're such an impeccable and beautiful human being that every single person on this universe should know ((jk no because we all want to be selfish)). Uhm, idk honestly. We both know how annoying I can be and I'm just pretty thankful for you, forever and always. Happy Birthday Princess Cassi. // love your fav problematic hoe Caity

[culpible]

he doesn’t have an answer for her question,    mostly because he knows it’s likely he shouldn’t be.    maybe he doesn’t deserve it.     forgiveness,    that’s something he certainly doesn’t deserve from anyone  ——-    not from elisia,     not from jessica,    not from hannah.      it’s ironic to think back on it:     all the good people in his life are now gone,    whether it be physically or emotionally.     hannah’s dead.    jeff’s dead   ——   now leah’s disconnected.      jessica’s here,     closer than ever     (   even closer emotionally than she had been when they were together    )      BUT FOR HOW LONG until he screws it up again?      elisia   ——    that’s something he can work on.    

if jessica forgave him,    maybe elisia can too.     despite him not deserving it,    it’s worth a shot.    right now he needs everyone he can lean on.    he needs to make up for what he has done to make such a ruin of his life.     at one point,    all that mattered to him was being noticed,     making a name for himself that people would remember even if it was connected to nothing other than the popular crowd he wanted so badly to impress.      everyone else in the path there was collateral damage.     elisia was a victim of that.    he knows what it looks like   ——   it’s as if he forgot all about her,    finding it so much easier to spend time with those who didn’t matter in the end.     it was never true,    the same way it wasn’t true for hannah.     he never forgot about them.    it was just easier to make a mockery of himself,    to put himself in a place of high rank rather than a place of genuine  ——  where he was when he was friends with those who cared about him rather than only themselves.

but he had molded himself to be like those people,    the ones who were selfish and greedy and didn’t care who got hurt in their power trip.      HE CARES NOW,    despite it being too late.     he survived   ——   but why,    if he’s not going to try to be better than he was back then?     his survival has to mean something.     it has to mean something for people like her,    who never deserved to be hurt by him    (   or by anyone else,     ever again.    )

❝   lost,    i guess.   ❞       words apathetic,    dry.        but his eyes roll as she goes on   ——-    not to her,    only to himself.     hand rubs at the back of his neck before taking a deep breath,      and he finally looks back to her.            ❝   you don’t have to tell me every wrong thing i did,     ‘cause i’ve got a list way longer than you can even begin to think about,   ❞       he speaks quickly,       words rushed as if she could run away at any point   ——-     and physically,    he has no way of stopping her.     it’s why he’s so desperate just go get her to stick around,     long enough he can find some words to say.     he’s never been good at them,    certainly not as of lately,      but he keeps trying.      

❝  so don’t feel bad for me.     that’s the last thing i want.  ❞         it seems everywhere he turns,    he gets one of two reactions:    sympathy or laughter.      he knows elisia doesn’t fall anywhere in between them,      and he doesn’t expect her to.       he’s more stubborn than anyone he knows,     so if anyone can understand her hesitance,    it’s him.        ❝   i’m not telling you that so you can kiss my fucking feet or something,    i’m just   ———    ❞       just what?     he has thought of this conversation a million times over in his head but never come up with the words to actually speak to her.      a sigh,     his head shaking.     ❝    i just have to talk to you,    okay?     you have to know something.    ❞          

and maybe she does know what he wants to say.     but it has to come from him,    too.      ❝   i was a fucking pathetic loser who didn’t deserve a friend like you.       obviously,    you,    like,   get that .  .   .      ❞        a gulp,      hand gripping his cane tightly.      ❝   - ——    it wasn’t about you,     alright?     it was about me being a fucking dick and caring more about what the wrong people thought about me than what the right people thought.   ❞     or what they saw,   or what they heard.     elisia,     she was the right person.        ❝   you’re right,     no one forced me too.      you have no fucking idea how much i know that,   ❞      he insists.     it has haunted him every single day for months now.      IT’S HIS RESPONSIBILITY;     no one gets to tell him that someone did something WORSE or that he’s a better person than someone else   ——-   that doesn’t change the fact that he was a bad person and a bad friend.    it doesn’t change the fact that he was selfish and greedy and inconsiderate.    

IT’S HIS FAULT.    IT’S ALL HIS FAULT.     no one has to tell him that.     he already knows.

❝   just  -----    don’t leave.    not yet.     ten more minutes,   then if you never want to speak to me again,   i deserve that.  ❞

     @lingeringscars    /     continued.

[lingeringscars]

i got a lot to make up for. / nicki @ elisia

all american sentence starters // always accepting !!

it should feel like relief. it should feel good to let this go and move on and become friends with nicki. she wants that, truly. somewhere deep deep deep down she wants to let the grudge go and accept nicki’s apology (if that is even an apology). 

it takes so much energy…so much time.. to hate her. she wants to let that anger go; she’s spent so much time hating herself, hating everything that she is and everything that she does because of a fire. she loved the flames because they made her feel secure; they made her feel warm and safe and in control. 

that’s the thing when you think that you can control fire; it burns you. it burns your house down. it burns the whole world to the ground. everything inside her burns with those flames, and she has spent so much time turning them in on herself. fire scares her now, and that should not be surprising either. she should have been in that building with them. 

she doesn’t think she deserves anything, but nicki seems to be working on herself. 

“yes, you do.” she says through gritted teeth. 

“rowan is starting to trust you. hailey likes you. don’t mess with that.” 

she is not the most protective of them all, too fickle, too meek. she’s the one that needs to be protected and rowan is the one that does the protecting. that’s the relationship. ever since she was kidnapped and had words dug into her skin, the world spins slower. she needs to see the good, more than anything else. 

“i’m not there yet.” she admits. “i don’t trust you.” 

“but they do.” and she knows that she needs to go into hiding soon, so she might as well air it all out now. “if you hurt them, I will haunt you. words mean nothing. people lie all the time. you know that better than us.” 

nicki doesn’t get it. she doesn’t understand what happened with monkeyman because for some reason she got off. she was a part of those videos. hell, she was probably the driving force. BUT SHE GOT OFF. why? what made her more special? why did the three of them have to be tortured while she got to stay in that fancy house and sleep softly thinking that the only thing she lost was hailey. 

“i want you to give me a reason to believe in you.”

[enid-rhees]

treat you better || elisia brown x fem!reader

summary: you show Elisia that you can treat her better than Ash ever has.

warnings: bit of arguing, angst, Elisia cheating on Ash, implications that at one point reader had a drug addiction

genre: friends to lovers

a/n: my first Elisia fic! hope you all enjoy! i’m officially adding her to my writing list so feel free to send requests for her 🫶🏻

dedicated to @elisiassideb1tch 💜

she was with him again.

a week ago, Elisia had told you it was over. that she was done with Ash for good this time. but now, they stood a few feet away from you, his arm over her shoulder while she smiled up at him.

it was an understatement to say that you were pissed. this relationship was anything but good. Elisia didn’t deserve someone like Ash. she deserved someone better. like you.

you never said that to her, of course. it was obvious she wouldn’t reciprocate the feelings you had for her. there was no point, it wasn’t worth it.

Elisia looked over at you, giving you a wave. you weren’t having it, and made that clear. you stood up and turned around on your heels, heading towards your locker.

twisting the numbers on the lock, you pulled it open and took your bag out, swinging it onto your back. “Y/N! wait!” you heard Elisia call out from behind you.

you ignored it and closed your locker, pushing the lock back on it. you started to walk towards the exit door, but Elisia had grabbed onto your hand to stop you.

“stop! why are you ignoring me?” she got in front of you so you couldn’t move. you sighed, “i have to go home, Elisia.” she shook her head, “no, you don’t. why are you ignoring me?” she asked again.

“you really don’t know?” you asked her. her light green eyes stared into yours, confusion laced in her face. you nodded to yourself and huffed, “i’ll see you later, Elisia.”

you moved to the side to walk past her and pushed the exit door open, ignoring the way she shouted your name. you dug through your pockets for your headphones and put them over your ears, pressing shuffle on a random playlist on your phone.

you felt so angry, but you didn’t want to be. Elisia was your best friend, but it was hard when she wouldn’t listen to you. you cared about her safety and her health, but she couldn’t see that.

multiple occasions have proved to you that Ash wasn’t good for her, keeping him in her life wasn’t good for her. months ago, he had just been released from juvie for his drug dealing, and the second he got back, he started all over again like it didn’t even happen.

it deeply upset Elisia and she decided that that was it with him. she was done. you wish you knew what changed.

you tried not to think about it the entire way home. when you made it back, you walked in and upstairs into your room, throwing your backpack across the room.

your headphones continued to blare into your ears as you fell onto your bed, closing your eyes and engulfing yourself in your blankets.

somewhere underneath the blankets, your phone started to vibrate repeatedly. you buried your head into your pillows, forcing yourself to fall asleep.

when you woke up, it was pitch black in your room. you tore your headphones off and looked outside, the sky was equally as dark. you cursed under your breath and rubbed your eyes. turning on the lamp next to your bed, your room illuminated and all of your posters came into view.

you readjusted the piercing in your nose, already knowing it flipped itself over in your sleep.

your hand reached for your phone and you turned it on, finally seeing all of your missed messages.

Elisia: what did i do?

Elisia: you can’t ignore me like this, Y/N

Elisia: it’s because of Ash, isn’t it?

Elisia: can we please just talk this out?

you stared at the messages, not knowing to say back. your fingers hovered over the letters, but you gave up and threw your phone back down on the bed.

there wasn’t any energy left in your body to argue with her about this. you’ve made your stance clear. you don’t like Ash and never would again.

the day you decided you needed to stop with the drugs, you cut him out of your life and never looked back. you ignored him as much as you could.

thinking about the person you used to be hurt every time, and you knew you couldn’t live like that anymore. that part of your life is over. you don’t even want to acknowledge it.

you started to stand up to leave your bedroom, but your window started to creek open. your eyebrows furrowed and you slowly stepped closer to your window.

before you could peek over, Elisia popped up. you jumped back, “what the fuck are you doing?!” you whisper-yelled. you pulled her in and closed your window. “are you fucking insane?”

Elisia stood up straight and brushed her clothes off. “you weren’t answering my texts, Y/N. and i’m not just going to let this go. we need to talk.”

you sighed, “Elisia, i really don’t want to do this right now. go back home, it’s late.”

“no! i want to know what this is all about! you can’t shut me out!” she yelled, stepping closer to you. “this isn’t fair, Y/N.”

“why did you go back to Ash?” you asked. “did the conversation we have magically disappear from your mind? he’s not good for you, Elisia!”

she stared at you, “so i was right. this is about Ash.” she scoffed. “you told me you were leaving him, Elisia!” you yelled, “he went right back into drug dealing the second he got back from juvie, and you told me you were done. you lied to me twice.”

her eyes looked down at her feet. “i mean- fuck, Elisia. i can’t control what you do because that’s not my right, but Ash is not a good person. you deserve better.”

“i care for you, Els. i just wish you could see that.” you said quietly. “i do.” she responded. “i just- he’s all i have-“

“no, he’s not! you deserve someone who can treat you better than he can. he doesn’t deserve you!”

“really? then who else can? go on, Y/N. tell me.” she said, crossing her arms as she waited for an answer.

you looked her straight in the eyes and took a deep breath, “me.”

Elisia stared at you, “what?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper now, “what do you mean?”

“i mean… i can treat you better than Ash ever has. i can love you better.” you whispered, heart racing like crazy. your hands shook slightly against your leg.

“you… love me?” her voice wavered as she said that. almost not being able to comprehend it at all.

you nodded lightly, “i love you, Elisia. and if you let me, i’ll show you how i can treat you better than Ash.” you stepped closer to her slowly, and she didn’t back away from you.

your hands cupped her face, “can i kiss you?” you asked, your voice quiet as ever. her breath hitched, her eyes focused on your lips now. “yes.”

that was all you needed, and you leaned in, connecting your lips softly. Elisia kissed back almost immediately, holding onto your waist. her hands gripped the fabric of your shirt, keeping you close to her.

the kiss went on for almost a minute. Elisia pulled away to breathe and rested her head on yours. it felt like your heart was about to pound out of your chest. it had been years since you first fell for Elisia, this was something you’ve dreamt about and only thought it would never happen beyond those dreams.

after a few moments of heavy breathing filling your room, Elisia kissed you again first. her lips were desperate against yours, like she couldn’t get enough of you. it felt like a dream. her lips on yours didn’t feel real. she held onto you so tightly but kissed you so softly.

Elisia pulled away once more and moved her arms from your waist to your neck. she wrapped her arms around it, hands tickling the hairs on your neck slightly.

her head dropped onto your shoulder and she closed her eyes. she needed to process what had just happened. she kissed you, while still being with Ash. but she couldn’t ignore the obvious. she liked it.

“Elisia?” you whispered. she opened her eyes and removed her head from your shoulder to face you. she couldn’t believe she hadn’t seen it before.

you were beautiful, and always the one by her side. you were the one that was always there for her, especially when Ash wasn’t.

it was always you.

her eyes trailed down to your lips once more. she couldn’t help but lean in again, taking in the sweet flavor that was on your lips. this alone proved to her that you weren’t lying. you kissed her so passionately.

when your lips disconnected, Elisia smiled against your lips. you mirrored that smile back, “i’ll do whatever it takes to show you how much i care for you.” you whispered again.

“i believe you.” Elisia said. you leaned forward, kissing her head softly. “since you’re already here… wanna stay the night?” she laughed, “of course.”

[lingeringscars]

🎰 oh also here

Send 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships! // always accepting !!

christian ozera x ben i like really cannot make this stuff up ??? lmao. i love these two on principle of christian being proved wrong about royalty but like ..it’s 100 times worse when a crown is attached and i feel like ...christian would have a lot of negative feelings towards adam that would be displaed to ben when he took over and just..yeah 

janine hathaway x ben -- similarly i can see her as something of a royal guard and i love that. 

michael glass x ben -- honestly they are both sunshine. michael cannot be in the sun bc ghost + vamp but ...sunshine babies that deserve to be friends

june iparis x ben -- lmao.. this would be a Trip. june is just hella impressive and really good with military stuff so i could see her as an advisor or s/t idk 

michael bishop x ben -- also a really good military mindset so maybe something similar or i can division you too ! love nikita. 

harry potter x ben -- LMAO. i don’t even?? know how these two would interact but please 

elisia brown x ben -- yo.....this has such strong potential. elisia who pushes people away and ben who is just kindness personified and loves everyone?? her not getting it and trying really hard to push him away and him just being Warm. NICE. 

[lingeringscars]

🎰 and lissa :/

iSend 🎰 for me to put our muses into a random list generator then post the first five as potential ships! // always accepting !!

ryan fletcher x lissa dragomir -- okay but cia analyst ryan and political leader lissa? ryan being on the council and questioning things? esp with the alchemists?? i could see it in a va sense?? 

claire danvers x lissa dragomir -- two girls that deserve to interact. 

spencer hastings x lissa dragomir -- TWO GIRLS THAT D E S E R V E TO INTERACT. MENTAL HEALTH + FAMILY PRESSURES. GOTTA BE PERFECT. 

janine hathaway x lissa dragomir -- tbh it’s just .. rose’s mom. but she also offered to be lissa’s guardian and exploring that is a big yes from me

june iparis x lissa dragomir -- we didn’t really discuss this but it’s ... a lot to think about. june being at court. june the young guardian of someone on the council probably. it’s interesting to think about all of that? 

jasmine anderson x lissa dragomir -- i think i did a meme for them and they deserve them all. i love two soft girls, spirit user and air user. she’s not .. good for lissa tho. she’s too loud and fighting the council :/ 

nathan scott x lissa dragomir -- tbh ... a concept... a good concept... 

elisia brown x lissa dragomir -- ..........GOOD. elisia and christian parallels. elisia and lissa meeting when avery was a thing probably. girls that know what it is like to be targetted :/ 

hope mikaelson x lissa dragomir -- yes good. yes very good. yes VERY VERY GOOD. parents and family and just fighting for unlikely love. learning all of these things about your parents that aren’t Great. yes.

emma duval x lissa dragomir -- i don’t need a hero. i’m emma duval i don’t need you. i don’t need you. feels important. feels good. reminds me that i need emma and all of the liars too. basically these two? amazing. legendary. never been done before. 

@ongentlegirl