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[kokorose]

Meet the Hamiltons- LH44

Lewis Hamilton x Actress!Wife

Summary: life with the Hamiltons

A/n: takes place during 2023 season except last post.

Faceclaim: Laura Harrier

October 2022

Yn Ln-Hamilton posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: Thank you so much @ElleUK for having me!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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LewisHamilton: that’s my wife 😁

Yn Ln-Hamilton: 🥰

ElleUK: Gorgeous!!!

NaomiCampbell: ❤️

Carmenmmundt: yesssss!!!!!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: 💋

gigihadid: yess!!

HannaVettel: Gorgeous girl

Yn Ln-Hamilton: 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Ybffusername: Yess Bitch! 🔥🔥

December 2022

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LewisHamilton: Happy birthday to my beautiful wife. On this day 34 years ago, God placed you on this earth for me to love. I love you more than anything and I’m so honored to spend the rest of my life with you. I can’t wait to see what our future holds. Thank you for supporting me through everything these past few years.

I love you forever darling.

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: I love you darling ❤️

SebastianVettel: Happy Birthday Yn! We’ll have to meet up soon to celebrate.

JensenButton: Happy birthday to my favorite Hamilton!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: 😁

AussieGrit: Happy Birthday Yn!

LandoNorris: Happy Birthday Yn 🎉

GeorgeRussell: Happy Birthday Yn!

User: Happy Birthday Yn!!!

February 2023

Yn Ln-Hamilton and LewisHamilton posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: Baby Hamilton coming August 2023! We’re so excited to meet you!

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LewisHamilton: I love you so much! I’m so excited to begin this new chapter of our lives!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: I love you!

mercedesamgf1: Congratulations Lewis and Yn! We’re so excited to meet Baby Hamilton!

SebastianVettel: Congratulations you two! You guys will be the best parents!

LewisHamilton: Thank you Seb! 🙏🏻

RoscoelovesCoco: I can’ts waits to meet my new sibling!

Ybffusername: omg!!! I can’t wait to be the rich hot aunt!!

NicholasHamilton: Uncle Nicky incoming!! Congrats you two!

GeorgeRussell: Congratulations you two!

User: OMG!!! 😭😭😭

User: Omg Lewis is gonna be a dad!!

User: that baby is gonna be absolutely adorable!!

May 2023

Yn Ln-Hamilton posted to her story

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: Golden ☀️

Replies

LewisHamilton: my loves

carmenmmundt: momma

Zendaya: ❤️❤️❤️❤️

susiewolff: ❤️❤️❤️

Ybffusername: what a goddess!!!

User: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

July 2023

Yn Ln-Hamilton posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: so in love with this

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LewisHamilton: I love you both!

susiewolff: I’m so excited for you two!! You’ll have to bring them to the paddock!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: Of Course!!

Ybffusername: Almost time!!!

User: omg I can’t belive the baby is almost here!!!

Alexandrasaintmleux: gorgeous mama!!!!

NaomiSchiff: Stunning!!!

User: Lewis with the candy 😆

User: Did you hear Lewis saying at Silverstone how he was happy to get on the podium because it’s YN’s last race?

User: I did, I can’t belive their about to be parents!!!

User: Yn you looked so pretty yesterday!!!

User: The Nursery 😭😭

August 2023

Yn Ln-Hamilton and LewisHamilton posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: Welcome to the world Juno Carmen Rose Hamilton. 08.10.23. We love you so much our little love!

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LewisHamilton: I love you two so much!

RoscoelovesCoco: I loves my baby sister!

Ybffusername: Omg!! 😭😭😭 she’s here!!!

SebastianVettel: Congratulations! Welcome baby Juno!

F1: Congratulations to you and your family Lewis!

mercedesamgf1: Welcome to the Mercedes family baby Juno! Congratulations Lewis and Yn!❤️

LilyZneimer: Congratulations!! 🎈

Susiewolff: Congratulations!!

GeorgeRussell: Congratulations from Carmen and I!

JensonButton: Congratulations to the both of you!

CharlesLeclerc: Congratulations!!

LandoNorris: Hello Baby Juno!! Congrats!!

User: OMG!! ITS A GIRL!!

User: JUNO!!!

NicoRosberg: Congratulations you two!

User: Oh my god!! Nico!!!

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November 2023

Yn Ln-Hamilton Posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: 3 months with our angel

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LewisHamilton: I can’t believe she’s three months already.

Yn Ln-Hamilton: I know!

Susiewolff: the most gorgeous little girl!

carmenmmundt: 3 months already??

Ybffusername: She’s growing so fast! it feels like she was born yesterday!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: I know, we can’t believe it either.

Alexandrasaintmleux: if you and Lewis need a babysitter let me know!! She’s absolutely adorable!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: of course!

User: The Winnie the Pooh outfit!!

User: Yn how is Roscoe handling being a big brother??

Yn Ln-Hamilton: oh he’s so precious with her. He absolutely loves her. When she cries, he starts whining and tries to comfort her. He loves making her laugh.

User: omg!

January 2024

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LewisHamilton: Brazil 🇧🇷

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: 💕💕

NinaDobrev: sexy mama!

Ybffusername: awww Juno in the bathing set I got her!!

HaileyBieber: aww Juno is getting so big!!

User: Juno has got to have to best fashion for a 5 month old.

User: I mean when your mom’s Yn and your dad’s Lewis Hamilton, you have fashion in your veins.

brunamarquezine: it was nice meeting Juno! She’s adorable!

LewisHamilton: thanks Bruna!

User: damn Yn!! Body-ody-ody.

April 2024

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LewisHamilton: my girls 💕

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: Love you 😘

LewisHamilton: Love you too baby

NaomiCampbell: what a darling!

SebastianVettel: she’s gotten so big!

LewisHamilton: I know man! I know! She started standing on her own now!

CharlesLeclerc: I will be spoiling her next year! What a cutie!

KylianMbappe: beautiful family.

User: I still can’t belive he’s going to Ferrari next year.

User: I know right!!

User: Juno!!

July 2024

Yn Ln-Hamilton posted

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Yn Ln-Hamilton: To my love,

You did it!! All those nights staying up going over your races wondering where your getting it wrong. All the doubts, fears and anger. You, my love, are the strongest person I know. You will forever be my champion no matter what your future holds. You are the brightest star in my universe and I love you more than words!

P.S. to the fan that gave Juno the teddy bears, thank you!

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LewisHamilton: Thank you darling! Thank you for being by my side through everything these past couple years. I love you my forever girl! You and Juno are everything to me!

gigihadid: stop I’m still crying!!

mercedesamgf1: our champion!

LandoNorris: 🔥

carmenmmundt: congratulations!

Yn Ln-Hamilton: I hope George is doing okay Carm!

carmenmmundt: he’s doing okay!

User: stop this is adorable!!

User: did anyone else cry seeing their little family hug after the race?

User: I started crying when he was coming onto the straight. Kept crying when he passed the line, when he did his lap, when he pulled in, when he hugged his mom and dad, and then when he pulled Yn and Juno into his arms and she just held him.

User: ugh, I was sobbing when Yn was just holding him crying with Juno in their arms.

[best-character-named-x-poll]

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Round 6: Rachel : WINNER: Rachel (Animorphs)

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Round 27: Richard : WINNER: Richard Gansey III (The Raven Cycle)

Round 28: Cass : WINNER: Cassandra Cain (Batman)

Round 29: Edward : WINNER: Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Round 30: Carm : WINNER: Carmen Sandiego (Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?)

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[thecarmillacurator]

What’s your Favorite Carmilla Hollstein Fake-Dating AU?

I’m trying to decide which of the several fake-dating Hollstein AU’s to review, and it’s hard! Reply, repost, send an ask, or message me with yours!

[dearestpartnerofgreatness]

I gotta say it: Hallmark’s “Love at the Thanksgiving Day Parade” would make a marvelous Hollstein AU.

Laura as an eager Thanksgiving parade coordinator who wears vintage clothes in the hopes her dead mother’s belongings will someday come into her possession

Carmilla as a wealthy consultant who thinks true love is dumb but finds herself enamored with this tiny spitfire

An enemies to colleagues to friends to lovers trajectory

Time-honored romantic tropes including drunken karaoke, a kiss cam, and making a bet about whether Laura will or will not be engaged by the parade

(if you want a link to watch the movie for free, message me. If you write an AU based on it, DEFINITELY message me.)

[pocketgalaxies]

What’s wrong? Why won’t you look at me, Carmilla? Look at me!

[souffle-girl-oswin]

Can someone gif that moment when alternate Carmillas like

"Maman was right. One broken thing cannot save another" or what from the third season of Carmilla

[nerdstein1698]

Carmilla Karnstein > Fall Aesthetic (x)

[canadachronicles]

Natasha: “Mmm, without being too spoiler-y, but for those who are worriying: there’s no love triangle and there’s no angst, alright.”

Elise, Natasha and the panel talked about all things Carmilla at the New York Comic Con last Thursday. This is the part where there was a collective sigh of relief amongst queer women all over the world. Ell may be back (she’s a ghost, Laura hasn’t find the TARDIS, sadly!) but her intentions towards Carmilla are definitely not amorous. We want our Tiny Gay Laura and Useless Lesbian (Ex-) Vampire happy. And I must say, I like that they’re subverting the trope. As they heve brilliantly done before. I really hardly can wait until October 26th!

[keyofjetwolf]

BUT WE KNOW WHAT I’M HERE FOR

I THINK this is a list of goals, broken down by year, with gold stars or red xes awarded accordingly.

Year 1! Or, what I think I can make out for Year 1, anyway.

⭐ Donate (?cookies?) to homeless shelter for youth

⭐ Buffy (???) marathon with Carmilla

⭐ Finish (?writing?) Harry Potter fan fiction [overlap with Year 2]

⭐ Go to Comic Con with Carmilla

❌ Eat a vegetable

⭐ Go to Women’s March!

Year 2

⭐ Road trip to see favorite band live with Carmilla [no mention of the band WHO SAYS “FAVOURITE BAND” BUT NOT WHO THEY ARE LAURA YOU WEIRDO]

⭐ Finish DIY books project

⭐ (?? ? ??) an Article a DAY (??) DO IT

⭐ (Something about penguins? I see a little blue construction paper shirt? Were they making shirts for penguins? I APPROVE)

Year 3

⭐ Graduation YAY!

⭐ Meet Christiane Amanpour

❌ Read all Harry Potter books for the (?5th?) time

⭐ First job as a reporter!

⭐ (?) Donate first pay cheque to charity!

⭐ Dad’s 60th birthday!

Year 4

⭐ Get Junior Editor position!

❌ Save the bees

⭐ (?Help make? ?Make more?) QPOC comics!

⭐ Go to (?World?) ?? ? ??

❌ Track down identity of ???

❌ Save oppressed neighborhood

Year 5

Buckle Up Creampuff

❌ Win National ???

❌ Knit a sweater for EVERY PERSON in the world!

❌ Rewatch Murphy Brown [overlap with Year 4]

⭐ 200 hours volunteering ?? ??

❌ Thwart evil (congress)man

❌ [Can’t tell what it says, but RED X]

❌ Finish knitting ???

Definitely a trend of less and less gold stars as the years have ticked by. Goals set a bit too high? “Real life” getting in the way? Or maybe even an indication of Laura beginning to burn out? “Knit a sweater for every person in the world”, okay so at least a TOUCH of setting unreasonable goals.

There’s still some weird shit going on, too! I mean, “evil congressman” could just be legit, no need to bring in a supernatural element there If it’s even “congressman”. Do they have congress in Canada? I actually have no fucking idea. Maybe it’s “businessman”, that works too, and also doesn’t require a supernatural bent. But “save oppressed neighborhood”? “Track down identity of [whoever they’re trying to identify]”? At the least, Laura (and possibly Carm) BELIEVE there’s shenanigans about.

I’ll otherwise leave this by saying, You couldn’t eat a single vegetable in Year 1 Laura? Seriously, not even one? CARROTS AT LEAST COME ON

[chriscdcase95]

A link to a fic I’ve been working on for a while, alongside my Vampyr/Life is Strange crossover. This is a sister story, but is unlikely to tie in with the other one. At most you can call it a companion piece but this one is exclusive to Archive of Our Own, and unlikely to make a side blog for this piece. There’s also a slight crossover with Ginger Snaps and Orphan Black, but it’s not significant enough to really make notes of.

Major ships include Hollistien; Bella’s Squared (a poly pairing of Beca, Chloe, Aubrey and Stacy) and Zeta Society (Danny and Kirsch). I don’t know the ship name for Perry x LaFontaine, but them too.

Love’s Sacrifces is going to be a crossover between Carmilla the Series and Pitch Perfect, and will have an explicit rating, mostly for graphic depictions of violence and potential, eventual smut. So, you know, content warning.

I was able to get to work on this one for the past few days, partially thanks to my nephews recent birth giving me inspiration; it helps that it’s a pregnancy story.

Carmilla Karnstein and Laura Hollis are trying for a baby, and find themselves in need of a surrogate. Through mutual friends of theirs, they are introduced to Chloe Beale, who has joined a polyamorous relationship with Beca Mitchell, Aubrey Posen and Stacie Conrad. Due to help raising Stacie's daughter Bella, Chloe wants to know what it's like carrying a baby to term, and agrees to be a surrogate for Carm and Laura, to the great concern of Beca, who due to a past incident, is cautious when it comes to vampires. For nine months, Carmilla and Laura must stay by Chloe's side, and help raise Bella as well to prepare for parenthood. As if a risky pregnancy for a damphir baby wasn't enough, yet another instance of Carmilla's past comes back to haunt her, and threatens all she knows and loves.

[cylinderarts]

The werewolf Laura x Carm au sounds amazing, and your art is cute too. 😊

thank you so much! i will probably definitely make more content for it in the future :)

[haught-n-cold-gay]

What a Wynonna Earp x Carmilla crossover would entail

(because i need this personally)

Waverly meets Laura online and asks Laura and company for help in Purgatory

Laura telling everyone that her internet friend needs help and everyone (especially Carm) is like uM wHAT? but of course, they follow her. 

Waverly and Laura bonding over being adorkable nerds who just adore their girlfriends

Nicole and Danny being asked if they are related and getting annoyed about it but honestly, they secretly love it because they just admire each other 

Laura has this cute lil crush on Wynonna and is just in awe of her and Carm gets jealous

Wynonna is skeptical of all of them (just as Carm is). They both pretend to hate each other and they constantly try to one-up each other and show off. It gets worse once Wyn flirts with Laura

Laura has to constantly tell Carm that she loves her but can’t help blushing when Wynonna constantly flirts and compliments her

Jeremy and LaF immediately bond. They barely talk to anyone else because finally they met someone who understands them

Mel and Dolls (cuz he’s fucking alive dammit). They just. They just get each other. 

Bruh Perry just wants to clean the Homestead and Wynonna keeps making messes just to frustrate her. 

Jeremy crushes on Kirsch and my baby boy Kirsch is just so oblivious

Carm and Nicole bond over being protective of their girlfriends

Obviously, they defeat the baddie but who cares about that, amirite?

But the baddie gets a hold of Wynonna and Carm obliterates this monster. These broody babes finally shake hands and realize they aren’t so different

Doc and Carm talk about vampirism and she tells him that he doesn’t gotta be an ass about it and that if he tries hard enough that redemption is possible 

Mel obsesses over Peacemaker

Wynonna picks on Danny, calling her baby-Haught and tall-red

Carm and Wyn try to one-up each other with personal bad stories and shit they’ve been through and end up actually having a heart to heart about letting people in and telling each other that they are good people and deserve better

Jeremy has several geek out moments over Carmilla

Late night pizza and sharing stories

Wynonna gets Carm drunk and suddenly they are like best friends and everyone is like what the fUCK

After Laura and Company leave, they all stay in contact and agree to meet once a year. Laura and Waverly chat all the time, Danny and Nicole send emails to each other, Jeremy and LaF skype, Mel and Dolls send each other pictures of new weapons, and Carm and Wyn call each other from time to time when they can only talk to each other about crap (they hide it from everyone but they totally know)

Honestly, they are there for each other. Weddings, celebrations, etc. No matter what, they are there.

[thecarmillacurator]

Mid-Week Short Fic Rec - Out in the Cold by JG Firefly

Title: Out in the Cold (Read it HERE)

Author: JG Firefly on Ao3 / @jg-firefly on Tumblr

Word: 11k

Rating: Teen

Author’s Teaser:

“Do you want to come inside?” she asked.

Each word fell deliberate and concise. She spoke like she was answering a question on a game show in the 80s, like she were responding to a riddle for a Sphynx.

Based on the tumblr post: As winter begins to unfold across the land, please remember the local vampires. Invite them into your home. Remember: if you are cold, so are they.

My Summary: Vampires are a hunted, nearly extinct species. But Laura isn’t narrow minded; she’ll help anyone who needs it, including a nearly dead vampire huddled in the street.  And that turns out to be the first step in finding what she needs in life too: Companionship.

Recommendation: If you haven’t read this yet, why not?!?!  What is there not to love about this one-shot?  Angst. The world against friendship. Laura’s open-heartedness and generosity. Carm’s protectiveness. A tale where something beautiful happens when people dare to love despite the ugliness and horror of the world around them.

[skeletonannie]

interlude: the law of falling bodies .

i stg this motherfucknugget took nine years all because i am dreading writing act iii. sry.

(act 1)  / (act 2)

indie au interlude:  ya gotta start somewhere.

//

‘you could drown in those eyes, i said, / so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, /  so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.’ - richard siken, ‘little beast.’

//

TIFF is super stressful.  Like, super stressful.  Lola’s film is premiering on a Thursday, and you had to get all your homework from your teachers at the beginning of the week because so far, since Mattie told you about the film festival qualifying, you have been shuttling back and forth between interviews and cast meetings and dress fittings.  And truly?  You just wanna nap with your girlfriend, but Elle is even worse than Mattie.

‘baby, we haven’t even discussed your make-up.  They say you’re magnetic we will make you magnetic.’  Elle’s got that manic look in her eye that precedes a Big Idea so you try to steer her off course very fast.

‘elle, please don’t stick magnets anywhere on me, okay?’

she looks offended.  ‘why in the hell would I stick magnets on you.’

‘I—you just—I mean—Elle, you are such a creative mind, I’m just making—making sure you’re also, like, not…not getting…not getting weird.’

‘By putting magnets on your face.’  She flips her hair and spins away from you with a huff.  ‘As if I would put magnets on your face! For one, I’m not about to dick up my contouring by applying aggressive adhesive to your dumb cheeks.  Secondly, why are you like this.’

‘I’m so tired.’

She softens at that, turning away from the vanity to give you a small smile.  ‘I bet; you’ve been so busy I almost forget what you look like.’  Her arms wrap you up in a big hug and she presses her nose under your ear, and you feel your whole body relax immediately.

‘I’ll send you a selfie a day.’

‘Yeah?  On your Nokia?’

‘Shut up; if it isn’t broken I’m not about to spend a bunch of money on that weird blueberry thing you have.’

Elle laughs and you feel it against your cheek.  ‘Whatever, bitch.  Just—just think about what you want for make-up, okay?  And I will work with that.’

You nod into her chest, then, ‘can we nap now?  I’m sleeps.’

Elle hefts you up into her arms like a baby and dumps you on her bed. 

- 

mattie ends up dressing you in this soft black sleeveless dress that touches the floor and makes you look kind of like a ghost of someone that died like 300 years ago.  Elle says its because you’re so pale, but she also said the ‘contrast is striking and will surely drop some jaws you slut,’ so.  Elle does your make-up—and Lola’s, and Danny’s, and Kirsch’s—and she makes you look much older and much sharper.  Your dad says you look like a regal monarch on a coin, all sharp lines and soft edges; Mattie smacks the back of his head and says ‘I thought we agreed you would stick to the list of appropriate compliments, dad,’ but you appreciate the sentiment.

You’d been prepped for the red carpet by Mattie and Lola, but you still weren’t prepared for how the flashing bright lights and loud shouts would shuttle you back to Kosovo.  Suddenly you’re eight again, and your papa is rubbing your back as bangs echo through your open window.  You’re frozen on the beginning of the carpet in front of a stupid background promoting the cbc with sweaty palms and your chest really hurts. You miss your papa.

You hear Mattie whisper-shouting at you, ‘come on kitten, you gotta work this carpet and you certainly are not right now,’ but then Elle’s hand is at the small of your back and she is humming ‘first day of my life’ into your ear very quietly.  You start walking.

-

you hate red carpets.  And you hate watching yourself on screen.  And you hate forced social interaction.  This whole TIFF thing has been an exercise in tolerance and you cannot wait to go home, but apparently you have to sit through awards now.  When Lola explained this event, she did not explain how tedious it would be.  

The film wins Short Cuts Award for Best Canadian Film.  You win Best New Actress in a Short Film.

You cannot wait to go home.

-

going back to school is such a relief, because—while people are pretty jazzed about going to school with an award-winning actress—everything is totally normal.   You go back to Coraline’s classes, and you are still struggling with whatever the hell you’re learning in math, and Elle is still so lovely.  Her hormone therapy is going swimmingly, and she has a date for her top surgery—July 2010, right after graduation.  She still has another year and a half, but she says it’s good for her.

‘I know I want this, you know?’ she says quietly as you’re sitting on your floor studying for finals in late November.  ‘But like, having to wait for another year is probably good, because it gives me a better point of view to be thinking about, like, you know…full surgery, you know?’

You don’t know, because your body fits you, but you kiss her quietly anyway.  ‘I’m so happy for you,’ you whisper against her lips.

She kisses you back, before, ‘and like, I don’t think I want the full surgery.’  You must look confused, because she smiles a little.  ‘I mean…I like my dick.  Truly, I love her.  She’s my bro.  And I know you like her, so…’

You smack her arm and she laughs, wrapping her arms around your tummy.  ‘I just want you to be happy,’ you say into the gentle quiet.  She nods, and suddenly you feel wetness on your neck.  ‘Baby?’

‘I’m just so happy to know you,’ and she kisses your ear.  ‘You’re so little and cute and kind.  You’re a tiny elf with a very warm heart.’

You turn in her lap, ‘stop calling me an elf.’

‘No. I can’t.’

‘Ani ohevet otach, but you’re a bitch.’

‘Hani ochvey orlach too, love.’

You laugh so hard you snort, and Elle joins you, until you’re laughing into her mouth as she guides your hips into hers.

-

‘You’re right,’ you whisper into her collarbone, lying on your carpet and nursing some serious rug burn.

‘About what?’ she is still out of breath and you laugh before answering.

‘I do like her.  A lot.’

She looks at you with that stupid smirk, the one that makes you breathless, and says ‘well, you do agree with her a lot, so.’

‘Fuck off,’ but she’s already laughing too hard at her own joke to hear you.

-

you ring in 2009 with a small party at your house.  Elle, Danny, Kirsch, Mattie, Lola, and LaFontaine are all there, in your living room drinking your dad’s nice wine and playing Cards Against Humanity while Karla, Santi, Kirsch’s mom, and your dad all go to an event at the ROM.  It’s nice, and quiet, and you are once again struck by the gentle softness of a love you forged with a family you got to make.  Elle kisses you at midnight, and you laugh into her mouth when you see Kirsch give Danny a shy kiss on the cheek and Danny huffs and drags his mouth to hers.

‘Finally!’ you hear Mattie trill, before twirling through the room to kiss everyone succinctly on the mouth.  Lola looks distinctly flustered, and LaFontaine gives Mattie a sharp glare as they chug the rest of their wine.  Mattie gets to you and blows a raspberry on your cheek, before dragging you into a wonderfully choreographed twist.

A throat clearing gets your attention, and you all look toward Lola, still flushed after Mattie’s kiss, holding her glass up in front of the fire place.  ‘If you all wouldn’t mind, I would like to say a few words,’ she says in that soft commanding voice of hers.  Mattie raises her glass and chants ‘hear hear!’ so Lola begins.

‘This time last year, I was a lost, lonely home-schooled freak trying to make it work in university.  And I never thought I would manage to find a—a family, like this, that supports me and loves me for me, instead of this vision they have of me.  So, to all of you: thank you, for loving me, for supporting me, and for allowing me to create, among such brilliant, gentle souls.  Thank you.’  She turns to Mattie, her bright blue eyes quite teary, before, ‘and Matska: thank you.  For everything; for your friendship, for your inspired trust in me, for your loud and obnoxious laugh, and for allowing me to grow while still keeping me grounded.  Without you, I’m sure I would still be that quiet strange girl in your screenwriting class writing weird Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants fanfiction on Friday nights.’

Mattie has a soft smile on her face, and instead of responding, simply raises her glass and drinks, smiling at Lola the whole time.

-

february is fucking cold.  Kirsch decides that skating in Nathan Phillips Square with you is a tradition now, so he drags you out there in mid-February.  When you get there, tripping hard on the curb getting off the streetcar, Kirsch is waiting for you with a knit toque.

‘Here, bro,’ he hands the toque to you, in all its lumpy glory.  You take it with a look, and he laughs his big belly laugh.  ’It’s for you, bud!  You’re always so cold, so I got my grandma to help me knit you a toque!’

You know it’s a hideous toque, but its such a kind gesture you get a little teary.  Kirsch notices but doesn’t say anything, instead dragging you into one of his bear hugs and kissing the top of your head.  You stay there for a while, pressing your cheek into the soft wool of his sweater.  You listen to his heartbeat.

‘Hvala vam, beefcake,’ you sniffle, so he hugs you harder.

‘No worries, little hottie.  It’s just—I know you lost that other toque, and I know you’re a stubborn bitch, so I thought I could make you one instead.’

‘I—yeah.  Yeah.  Thank you.’

He laughs, says, ‘I know you mean it when you say it in Serbian and English, so again: no worries, my dude.’  He pats your head, then, ‘let’s go skate, bro.  I can see Danny tearing it up and I wanna school her with my sweet moves.’  You give him a look and he shrugs, says, ‘I’ve been watching a lot of figure skating—those dudes can skate, man!’

You laugh and follow him onto the ice after allowing Kirsch to lace up your skates for you—‘it’s tradition, man!’—and Elle skates up to you with a huge smile.

‘Nice toque, darling,’ she laughs, tugging on a loose thread.

‘Thanks,’ you say back quietly, blushing, so Elle stops teasing and kisses your cheek.  

’Skate with me, bitch.’

February is fucking cold, but it’s not so bad.

-

you all still attend all of Kirsch’s rugby games, but now with the added bonus of Danny writing cheesy encouraging signs to hold up every time Kirsch touches the ball.  And every time he scores a try or makes an exceptional tackle, he turns to the stands and flexes.  

-

in early may, your dad throws a party for Elle.  You don’t have to ask why; Elle has been on hormones for a whole year now, and you know better than anyone that is a cause for celebration.  He orders a comical amount of pizza, and buys a nice bottle of prosecco—‘so we can pop them bottles, kid!’ dad had said, which you had ignored—and everyone in your little mismatched family comes over dressed to the nines.  Mattie had insisted it was going to be a formal occasion, and Elle had been thrilled.

‘I love dressing up.  I love it.  And,’ she wrapped her arms around your waist, bit your ear, ‘I love seeing you dressed up.’

You were flustered and blushing, because Mattie was still in the room, so you looked at the ground and pushed her chest, muttered ‘shut up,’ and shook your head when Elle kissed your neck hotly and twirled away.

‘So, Matska: what are we thinking here?  Long, elegant gown paired with a dashing suit…maybe charcoal grey?  A little pop of colour in the tie?’

Mattie clapped her hands together.  ‘Fantastic, Elle!  And maybe some dark make-up, subtle but still noticeable?  A nice winged eyeliner, some deep red lipstick to match that pop?’

You were completely lost and still very turned on, so you huffed and headed downstairs to complain to dad.

-

It turns out they were talking about you, so on the day of the party you are bombarded by the two of them and forced to sit through an hour of make-up before you are shoved into a suit—which you love but refuse to admit—and then handed a deep red tie and told to ‘go downstairs and get dad to help, kitten,’ being effectively banished from the room while Elle and Mattie get ready.  Dad only smiles and guides your hands when you ask him for help, kissing your forehead when you get it right.

You’re sitting on the couch with Kirsch, sipping soda water and laughing at his recounting of the figure skating he had been watching earlier when suddenly your jaw goes slack and soda water dribbles out of your mouth.

‘Dude!’ Kirsch laughs, grabbing his pocket square and dabbing at your chest, before, ‘oh…shit!  Shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to like, get all up on your tits, yikes!’

You ignore him, instead handing him your drink and standing to watch Elle descend the stairs.  She meets your eyes and blushes, looking demure as she reaches the bottom.

‘Hi,’ she whispers, and it takes you a moment to respond.

‘Izgledaš kao san,’ and she laughs and rolls her eyes, says ‘not again with the code,’ kisses your cheek.

You laugh and grab her hand, pulling her down to kiss you properly, entirely forgetting your dad is there, and Elle kisses you back for a moment before pulling away.

‘I cannot ruin your make-up already, babe.  Mattie and I worked hard to create this.’  You nod, and she leans down to whisper, ‘I can fuck it up later, I promise.  I think my lipstick would look so hot smeared on the inside of your thighs,’ so you smack her chest and go sit next to Kirsch.

‘Elle’s a bitch,’ you tell him, but he has spotted Danny, dressed in a lovely dark blue dress, and he’s talking himself up to go say hi.  ‘Kirsch,’ you tap his shoulder.  ‘She’s your girlfriend.  You don’t have to practise what you’re gonna say anymore.’

He turns to you with wide eyes.  ‘I do when she looks like that!  She’s so pretty!  Oh my god!!’

You laugh, tell him, ‘dude, if you think I can ever keep my cool in front of Elle, ever, you are sorely mistaken.  I don’t think we ever get used to how hot our girlfriends are.’

‘I know!  Oh my god!  Oh my god look at her! She’s such a strong, beautiful young woman!’

You kiss his cheek and stand up.  ‘Want me to go first, give you an in?’ He looks at you with wide, thankful eyes.  ‘Yes please,’ he says meekly, so you pat his head and walk over to Danny.

-

Your dad lets Elle pop the prosecco, on the rooftop.  It sprays everywhere and Elle laughs, says, ‘thank god I insisted on that setting spray,’ pours everyone a glass.  Lola had come by about an hour into the party, dressed in a strange grey and red dress that had made Mattie very soft around the eyes, and had brought another bottle of prosecco.  Mattie insisted on popping that one herself.

‘If only this was the first christening this roof had had,’ she says wistfully, and you choke on your prosecco when your dad looks confused and Elle squeezes your ass.

-

later, when you all are still on the roof, Karla starts crying while trying to make a speech, so Santi has to say it for her.  Grabbing the crumpled paper from her hand, Santi clears his throat and promptly starts crying too, so Kirsch takes the speech, squints at the blurry writing, and tosses it off the roof.

‘Imma wing it,’ he tells you all, ‘but I’m pretty sure I know the gist.’  You laugh, and he sends you his goofy smile.  ‘I’m not very good with words, but I can try?  So.  Here goes.’  

‘YEEEAH KIRSCH! SLAM DUNK!’ Danny shouts with a fist pump.  

Kirsch blushes and shuffles his feet, mutters a ‘thanks, Dan,’ before, ’Elle: you’re my bro.  You’ve always been my bro.  And I’m so happy for you, that you get to grow and become who you have always known you were, and that you’ve always known you could be.’  He pauses to take a shaky breath.  ‘Dude.  You are the dopest, most courageous person I know—no offence mom—and you are so strong and brave and lovely, and I know you’re gonna change the world for the better.  Just—just like you’ve changed me.  So, like—thanks, bro.  And congrats on the lady chemicals; you look so hot.’

You can’t stop laughing, but you’re also crying, and Elle gives Kirsch the sloppiest, wettest high five ever because she is crying, too, and your dad is hugging you, and you feel so full.

-

summer ends way too fast.  You and Elle had continued to work with Coraline on plays all summer, and you had made some really cool friends in the theatre scene because of it.  You and Danny worked on a play that premiered in the Fringe Theatre Festival, and you got to meet people from all over Canada that loved theatre as much as you did.  There was this one girl, Laura or something from Vancouver, that was incredible in this weird play about a girl on a train that made up little stories about all the people she rode with, and each story was acted out, and each time this girl inserted herself into their story in increasingly desperate ways until finally it ends and the girl just like quietly gets off the train.  It was hard to follow at times, but you loved it, and so did Lola.  She wouldn’t stop talking about it.

Lola and Mattie go back to university in late August, and you and dad take them to the airport again.  Mattie hugs you at security before they both walk through, and you and dad stay long enough to see Mattie take Lola’s hand.

Your dad gives you a high five, says, ‘I knew it!’ and takes you for ice cream in Roncesvalle again.

-

grade twelve is stressful, but also you are so close to being done that it almost doesn’t matter.  Elle is getting so, so excited about her top surgery, and you both are applying to schools.  You try to coordinate so you can end up together, but Elle is also very interested in some American schools, as well as a school all the way in BC.  You’ve been sticking to mostly local: Dalhousie, U of T, Concordia, McGill—but Elle is Thinking Big.

‘I’m going to be starting my life as Elle, truly, after this surgery.  I’m going to finally be me. I want to explore; I want to know what’s out there!’ she tells you as you sit in the snow fort you and Kirsch had built a few days earlier.

You nod, but you also do not want to nod, because you love her but you want her close to you all the time.  But you know she’s right: her and Kirsch had started this really cool blog that’s, in Elle’s words, a ‘subversion of the toxic masculinity prevalent in our western culture,’ and it has been getting really popular.  She dresses Kirsch up in traditionally feminine clothing, does his make-up, and puts him in demure poses.  It was featured in the Huffington Post, which Mattie was excited about, and in Vice, which you were excited about.

She’s got so much potential, and you don’t want to stop her from reaching that, but also?  You’re gonna miss the fuck out of her.

-

college applications are dumb.

-

new years 2010 is much drunker than past new years, because you’re all ‘old enough to make your own decisions, but dumb enough to make the bad ones anyway, and I would rather you make them in a safe environment,’ as dad had said.  So you all wake up wildly hungover, and Danny and Kirsch had clearly had sex on your dad’s leather couch, and Lola vomited in the sink in the morning.  

You thought you got away scott-free, but Mattie keeps giving you sly looks all morning, so you are worried.  You go to the bathroom around one for a shower and are absolutely appalled to see Elle has taken the liberty of leaving a massive hickey on your collarbone, and later, as you’re all eating pho on your living room floor, Danny clears her throat and says, ‘so what were you two talking about last night?  Carmilla, you really seemed to agree with whatever Elle was saying.’

Elle chokes on her pho she’s laughing so hard.  You just mutter, ‘jebite se svi vi,’ and dump sriracha into Danny’s pho.

-

once again, you, Danny, Kirsch, and Elle go skating at Nathan Phillips in mid-february.  You wear the lumpy toque Kirsch made you, and—since you are leagues better than you were that first time—Kirsch has elected you as his figure skating partner.  He says it’s because you ‘weigh less that a full-grown labrador.’  

You don’t argue, because 1) he’s right, you’re little, and 2) you love him and you like making him smile, and an added bonus is it makes Elle laugh.

Elle buys you hot chocolate after, and you are suddenly reminded of that first time, when you couldn’t speak for the recognition you saw in her even then, so when she hands you your hot chocolate you kiss her wrist and you say ‘volim vas,’ and she gets soft and she says ‘Ani ohevet otach, Carm.’

you don’t say anything after that.

-

elle hears back from colleges in early spring.  She comes twirling into Coraline’s with a huge smile, keeps batting her eyelashes and acting coy when people ask her what’s got her in such a good mood.

‘Oh, nothing, the world is just so lovely, isn’t it?’ and ‘It’s so nice to be secure in your future.’

You wait till class is over to ask her what’s going on.  It’s just you, Elle, and Coraline, and Elle hums before reaching into her shoulder bag and pulling out an envelope with a dramatic flourish.

‘Oh, this?’ she says, fanning herself with the torn envelope.  ‘Oh, nothing, just my acceptance letter, bitches!’

You feel your chest clench, because you and Elle applied to quite a few of the same schools, and you had gotten your acceptance to Dalhousie a week ago, but that envelope looks nothing like yours did.

‘To—to where, neshama?’ you ask quietly.  Coraline puts her hand on your knee.

Elle smiles at both of you, blinding and so, so happy.  ‘Barnard.’

You’re happy for her, you are, but.  Barnard is in New York.  Coraline’s hand squeezes your knee.

‘Congratulations, Elle!’ she sings, letting go of you to wrap Elle up in a hug.  Elle is laughing, twirling and looking so happy, so you stand up shakily and join their hug.

You can deal with the 1,800 kilometres later.

—

[silaslibraryclub]

Prompt Response #7

Pining!Carm and Oblivious!Laura are friends who are donating at a blood drive - delivered by @jg-firefly

The first year that Silas Inc. had hosted their annual blood drive, there had been approximately three donors, all of whom had been instrumental in organizing the thing in the first place. The goody-goody type, the sort that believed in charity for the sake of doing good, they had set up the damned thing again every year that followed, with an extra dose of guilt-tripping at each subsequent event.

When this had still not turned out quality results, they had resorted to a far more tried-and-true method.

Bribery.

Which was how the whole of Silas Inc., from designers to programmers to accountants, were bundled in sweaters and scarves, hands shoved deep in their pockets, in the parking lot on a blistery Tuesday morning.

An hour off of work had been a lot to promise, but it had certainly done the trick, once Perry had sorted out the paperwork and pushed the issue up the HR ladder. There was a camera crew from some nobody local station, a collection of balloons, and an assortment of food trucks. The whole thing was practically a fall carnival, if they just threw in a few rides, and it was nearly enough to make Carmilla turn on her heel and stride back inside.

If it weren’t for the veritable ray of sunshine working her way through the crowd, she might well have.

“They had pumpkin and apple, and I didn’t know which you’d like, so I got both,” Laura said, beaming. There was whipped cream on her lips, no doubt from the sugary coffee drink she had tucked awkwardly in her elbow, and it took a very real effort not to reach out and thumb it away.

She focused her attention on the proffered pastry, plucking one from Laura’s grasp with a shrug.

“Either is fine, cutie.”

The nickname, even after years of use, still managed to tug a blush up into Laura’s cheeks. It was a sight that Carmilla could not imagine growing tired of, but one that pained her all the same.

Laura had hated all of Carmilla’s pet names, when they had first met. Every time they met—sometimes there were days in between, but more often weeks, and, once, months—she would insist that she was not a confectionary and that she deserved to have her real name used like any other coworker.

It was not until they were put on the same team, Laura the lead writer to her head of graphic design, that Carmilla actually backed off, and she had never meant for the names to come back. Laura had made her lack of interest quite clear, between her righteous indignation and her multitude of serious relationships, and Carmilla was hardly the type to waste her time where it was not welcome… but somehow they had become friends, and the names had crept back onto her tongue, and Laura had smiled and rolled her eyes as though this was an amusing inconvenience rather than a cardinal sin.

So, she kept using them.

“I can’t believe we actually got you out here, y’know,” said Laura. She has settled onto the steps, and Carmilla slid down beside her with a great, shivering awareness of the closeness in their shoulders.

“Mm. Does that mean you lost the betting pool?”

Laura’s eyes blew wide. “Wait, you know about that?”

“Accountants don’t know the meaning of subtlety, cupcake,” she offered dryly. Careful of the scattering crumbs, she peeled a bit of the crust off of her turnover and tossed it into her mouth. “They’ve been doing this every year. They’ve got one for whether or not I’ll join the Secret Santa exchange, too.”

This seemed to momentarily stun Laura, whose mouth opened and closed in a charming impression of a goldfish before she stuttered out, “Well, you’ve lost me a lot of money, just so you know.”

Carmilla, eyes widening in startled wonder, was spared the need to form words by the call of “Laura Hollis!” from across the lot.

“Oh, that’s me!” Laura cried, bouncing to her feet. She hesitated a moment, the uncertain shift of her toes on the pavement drawing a stutter into Carmilla’s pulse, but a moment later she merely thrust her half-eaten pastry forward and shattered any ill-advised hope. “I don’t think I can take this… could you hold it, Carm?”

She nodded—still lacking the capability to speak—and nearly caved in on herself when Laura’s fingers brushed against her own in the exchange of napkin-wrapped sweets.

Laura noticed none of this, giving a dorky little salute before she dashed off.

She was entirely too good for Carmilla, and Carmilla knew it, but every now and again she said something, did something, that challenged all of the foundations of reality. She would nudge an elbow into Carmilla’s side when she wanted to share something funny, or tilt her head just so when she was about to ask if everything was okay. She would send a text whenever she saw something that reminded her of Carmilla, or recommend a song that she thought Carmilla would enjoy, and every now and again she would look at her with a warmth that Carmilla had no way to explain.

And every time she found a new girlfriend, there was a piece of Carmilla that fractured.

There had been approximately two months between Laura starting at Silas and the start of her year-long relationship with an obnoxiously nerdy women’s rugby player. After that (messy) break-up, she had spent six weeks moping before she showed up at the office in a ridiculously chipper mood for a Monday, babbling nonstop about the perfect girl that had bought her coffee. That had lasted seven months, before Laura had broken it off, and she had spent three months going on dates before a one-night-stand turned into yet another year’s worth of flowers and drop-ins and joint photo-ops. That had ended, at long last, only because of her feelings for Danny, and it had been over a year and a half before that, too, fizzled out.

She had been single, now, going on five months. It was the longest Carmilla had seen her without a girl’s photo on her phone lock screen, without their work lunches interrupted by giggly visits, without her tossing in ‘oh let me see if insert-girlfriend’s-name can come, too!’ whenever the staff was planning an outing.

Carmilla would by lying, if she said she had not been waiting for the moment when it would start all over again. There was always another beautiful girl waiting in the wings, another girl with a supportive family and a real education and an encyclopedia of knowledge on all Laura’s favorite television shows.

Eventually, as much as the idea made her stomach churn, she’d meet the right girl—the girl that she would never break up with. The girl she would marry.

She’d probably invite Carmilla to the wedding.

It was with this rather nauseating thought in mind that Carmilla stood to follow the call of her name onto the donation bus, and she only managed to dull the ache with the image of Laura’s beaming face that was waiting for her.

“Carm! Look!” she declared, holding her arm up halfway in apparent pride at the thick, red tube that was sticking out of her elbow.

Carmilla grimaced, which apparently only served to amuse Laura. The nurse was less thrilled. She shoved a clipboard into Carmilla’s arms, directed her onto a cracked plastic bench, and then set about attending to one of the interns (who was looking pale with a full bag of blood hanging out of him.)

“You look nervous.”

Her pencil pausing halfway through her personal information, Carmilla raised her gaze to find Laura craning to see her. It was not a pose that looked particularly comfortable, but it did nothing to affect her temperament. Her eyes sparkled just the same as ever.

“I’m not nervous,” Carmilla scoffed. She returned to the papers, scowling as she took in just how many pages were involved. What did it take to give blood, a doctorate in medical science?

“You haven’t done this before, have you?”

How she always seemed to know these things, Carmilla would never understand.

“No. But it seems fairly straight-forward.” She tapped the clipboard, “Step one, fill out ridiculous permission slips,” she pointed to Laura’s arm, “Step two, part with half my blood supply. For free, apparently.”

“There’s a t-shirt.”

“Peachy.”

She turned back to the paperwork.

“Why do they care if I’ve been to England?”

“Mad cow disease,” Laura offered knowledgably.

“All of this seems unnecessary.”

Laura’s expression turned into a pout. “I swear, you better not give up on this over the paperwork. At least let it be over the needle, if you’re going to cost me my fifty bucks.”

There she was again, casually believing Carmilla was capable of more. Casually betting on her doing good.

The nurse stepped between them, surveying Carmilla’s answers and setting them aside, and then she found herself offering a finger to be stuck for what was apparently an iron deficiency test (something Carmilla could not help but think should have happened prior to the invasive questioning) and by the time she was settled onto the crinkly paper of a donating couch, Laura was being bandaged up.

Timing always had been a bitch.

“Can I get some cookies?” Laura asked, though, the moment the nurse had finished strapping a bright green ‘X’ around her elbow. She tested the flexibility, tapping her index finger on the crux in a way that Carmilla was certain the nurse would not advise.

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