#ellie: oh now that you mention it let me tell u how u are everything to me rq-

[sunsetsoft]

📩 ❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜ (byan having a rare vulnerable moment? shocking. unheard of.) @byanyan 🔆 assorted dialogue – accepting!

"the first time you met me, i was the over-achieving goody-two shoes who could barely raise his voice loud enough to be heard for roll call." it's less self-deprication and more a statement of fact, laced deeply with the implication that no-one would really have looked twice at him. not back then. "i don't blame you." she rested her head on their shoulder, looking over the city skyline as the sun set over the horizon from the vantage point of the fire escape her had turned into a make-shift balcony. 

"it's funny, isn't it?" he angled his head up a little, mostly seeing byan's chin and jaw. "the way the most trivial things end up being so important." elinor couldn't boast the same kind of sentiment, though. not that she had known byan would have become such a huge part of her life, not that there was any way he could have known who they would end up being in her life. but he had known that high school would shape out very differently just for being able to call byan an acquaintence, let alone a friend. she had known that they would change her.

"i'm glad, though. that that chance meeting turned into another chance meeting that turned into this. i don't know where i'd be if i didn't have you." he relaxed, curling into byan a little, resting her head on their chest now. "i'd have been completely lost a long time ago."

[honeyedmiller]

Ring | Joel Miller

pairing: husband!joel x wife!reader

warnings: tommy’s being a little shit lol, marriage, reader is unintentionally oblivious for a bit, no outbreak, reader is depicted to be shorter than joel, au where ellie is joel and reader’s adopted daughter but she’s only very briefly mentioned, smut (bathroom quickie), slight jealousy, no use of y/n. 18+, minors dni.

word count: 2k

synopsis: Tommy teases Joel about you and him having marriage problems when he notices you aren’t wearing your ring.

quick one shot in honor of 700 followers??? oh my god?? i love u all sm thank you!!!

this was honestly kinda poorly written. forgive me :’)

“Hey big brother, what’s up with you and your girl?” Tommy asks, brows furrowed as he leans up against the counter next to Joel.

“Hell are ya talkin’ about, Tommy?” Joel continues to chop onions for the barbecue you guys were throwing today.

“Are you guys, I dunno, having marriage problems?” Tommy quirks a brow, and Joel halts his movements. He sets the knife down on the counter while averting his gaze up to his brother, expression clearly displaying pure annoyance.

Tommy might’ve bugged the shit out of Joel, but he knew he had good intentions. So why the hell would he be asking this?

“What makes you say that?” Joel crosses his arms over his chest now, waiting for Tommy to spew some bullshit at him.

“She’s not wearin’ her ring.” Tommy shrugs, and Joel’s permanent furrowed brow lines deepen even further.

“The hell she ain’t. She always wears her ring.” Joel argues back.

“Go see for yourself big brother.” Tommy gestures outside, where Joel pushes past him and slides open the glass door to find you at the cooler talking with some random new guy from the neighborhood. Joel noticed that he was trying to flirt with you, and being the naturally kindhearted and welcoming person you were, you didn’t catch on.

Joel also noticed that Tommy was right—you weren’t wearing your ring.

If there was one thing that Joel learned from you over the years you’ve been together and three years married, it was how to properly communicate his feelings. He used to be so closed off and would bottle everything up, letting stuff bother him until he became so distant.

You weren’t having any of that, though, so you sat him down one day and told him that you needed proper communication between you both. You were a saint with Joel, being so patient and kind to him as he was trying to unlearn his previous ways of shutting himself out from everyone around him when he didn’t exactly know how to communicate something.

Some days were harder than others, but ever the sweetheart you are, you never rushed him or got irritated when he couldn’t exactly seem to form his words to you. You just held him and kissed him repeatedly, letting him know it was okay and he could take his time.

This time around, he didn’t seem to have a single bit of a problem telling you what he was feeling. So, he walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your temple to show the man that was so clearly interested in you that you were taken.

“Hey darlin’.” Joel rasps into your ear, kissing your shoulder afterward.

“Hey baby. This is Dominic. He’s new to the neighborhood. Dominic, this is my husband, Joel.”

Joel sported a shit-eating grin when Dominic’s body went rigid at the word husband. Joel stuck his hand out to him, and Dominic apprehensively shook his hand. Joel’s grip was firmer than it regularly was, and Dominic flinched in the slightest.

“Thanks for keeping my beautiful wife some company while I got stuff ready for the grill.” Joel’s voice dripped with sarcasm, and you looked up at him with a quirked brow.

He offered you a tight-lipped smile when his gaze met yours, clearing his throat. “Can I steal you for a minute, baby?” He asks, arms possessively wrapping around your frame. You nod, confused as to why Joel was acting a bit strange suddenly.

He intertwines your hand with his, and you excuse yourself from Dominic as Joel led you into the house and up to your bedroom.

“What’s this about, Joel?” You question as he closes the bedroom door, locking it behind him.

“Where’s your wedding ring at, baby?” He asks, looking down at you. A glint of something flashes across his eyes, but you couldn’t put your finger on what.

“‘S in my jewelry box. I didn’t wanna lose it helping around the backyard today or swimming if I did, so I knew it would be safe in there instead. Why?” Your curiosity is piqued.

Joel slowly maneuvers himself past you and over to your jewelry box, opening the top of it to firstly find your wedding ring neatly placed.

He takes the ring out of the jewelry box and walks over to you, grabbing your left hand to slip it onto your ring finger once more. Right where it belongs, perfectly fitted. He brings your hand up to his mouth, kissing your knuckles softly.

“Tommy’s bein’ a little shit, as always. Came into the kitchen with assumptions that we were having ‘marriage problems’ because you weren’t wearing your ring.” He tsked, shaking his head.

You rolled your eyes and scoffed.

“Y’gotta stop letting Tommy get into your head, J. I love you, I’m yours, and I’m not going anywhere.” You reassured him, and his lips curled up in the slightest.

“I know baby, I just can’t help but feel jealous when I see another man flirting with my woman.”

“Jealous? Of who?” You were puzzled at Joel’s confession, resting a steady hand on his warm chest.

“That new neighbor. Dylan or whatever the fuck his name is.” Joel spat.

You had no idea Dominic was even flirting with you. You thought he was just being friendly. Fuck, maybe Joel was right. Maybe you are oblivious sometimes.

You wrap your hands around the back of his neck, pulling him down so his lips envelope yours. One hand of his is splayed over the small of your back while the other rests on the outside of your thigh, rubbing small circles into your exposed skin. The dress you were wearing today was just another distraction for Joel and a reminder that he needed to behave himself or else the whole neighborhood would hear you saying his name like a prayer on Sunday morning.

Joel’s cock stirred at the thought, and he groaned into the kiss. You pulled apart from him and moved your hands down to his chest again.

“C’mon cowboy, people are gonna wonder where we’re at.” You grin, going to the bedroom door to unlock it. You were about halfway down the hallway before Joel tugged you into the bathroom on your right side.

“They can wait.” He closed the door and pressed you up against it, locking the lock before smashing his lips to yours.

There was so much hunger behind his kiss. You felt slick start to pool onto your panties, the want in your core licking a flame up your body. You moan into the kiss, gripping the back of his head to mold yourself even further into him. It was nothing but teeth clashing, lips smacking, and fervor for one another as the kiss continued.

“Gotta make this quick, babydoll.” Joel finally broke the kiss as you softly whined, and he turned you around to move you in front of the wide mirror. You met his gaze through the reflection, nothing but hunger in his eyes.

He lifted up your dress and pulled your panties down your legs in one swift motion. His middle finger wasted no time in collecting the slick arousal between your legs, causing you to moan softly.

“Always so ready for me, baby.” Joel chuckled darkly as he brought his middle finger up to suck your arousal off of it. He looked you right into the reflection of your eyes as he did so. The sight was nearly pornographic.

You bite your lip and plead with your eyes; please please please just fuck me, Joel.

His middle finger made its way back down to your slick cunt before he pushed it into you, pumping languidly. He curled his thick finger to hit the spot that drove you wild, and you found yourself gripping onto the counter for dear life. You decided, though, that his finger just wasn’t enough in this moment.

“Please, J. I need you.”

“Need you too, baby.” Joel got the message clear as day, unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper and jeans button in record time, pulling down the fabric along with his boxers. His painful erection sprung free, and he lined himself up with your throbbing, aching cunt.

He easily found home in you as he sunk to the hilt, groaning at how good you felt around him.

“Be a good girl for me and tell me who you belong to.” Joel’s voice was dark, teetering on the line of possessive. You found it hot, though.

“Y-Yours, Joel. ‘M all yours.” You can barely say your words as he starts to rock his hips, deliciously stretching you out every time his hips collided with your ass.

“That’s it, baby, mine. No one else’s. Perfect little pussy is mine, you’re mine, mine.” He gritted into your hair, pulling you back against him by your waist as he rocked his hips up into you. You leaned your head back on his shoulder, moaning his name softly.

“Gotta be quiet, baby, can’t have anyone hearin’ us now.” Joel kissed you sloppily to hide your lewd moans, hips snapping up into you.

“Fuck, Joel, feel s’good.” Your words start to mesh together like you’re absolutely cock drunk.

Joel bends you back down over the sink and gently wraps his hand around your throat, forcing you to look up into the mirror as he pounds into you from behind.

“So fuckin’ beautiful. Takin’ me so well, sweet girl. Been teasin’ me with this little dress on all day.” Joel lets go of your throat and slides his hand down to your front, rubbing your clit in fast, circular motions.

You barely have time to process that your body is about to give into Joel’s expert touch. You squeeze your eyes shut, jaw falling completely slack as you let out an accidental loud moan. Joel didn’t even stop you that time, because he himself was already on the brink of an orgasm.

“Cum with me, my love.” Joel groans into your ear. You both let go and just let it happen, praying that the music playing in the backyard is loud enough to cover your wanton moans as you both come down from your orgasms. Joel was reluctant to move out of you at first, but he couldn’t take the way you were clenched down on him anymore.

You were so fucking intoxicating and if it were his choice, he’d gladly be buried into your sweet, warm cunt all of the time.

Reality trickled back in around you both as he pulled out of you with a groan, both breathless and panting. After readjusting and redressing himself, he grabbed a washcloth from the cabinet above the toilet and wet it, wiping down the excess of his remnants on the apex of your inner thighs. He planted a kiss on the back of your thigh, pulling your panties up on you as he stood back up.

He helped fix your hair and readjusted you so you looked almost completely normal, albeit your face felt hot and you had a post-fuck look on your face.

He brought you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your shoulders as he kissed your hair.

“I love you, baby.” He murmurs softly, rocking you for a minute.

“I love you too.” Your reached your left hand up to hook onto his forearm that was wrapped around you, giving it a squeeze. Your ring glinted in the sunlight that pooled into the bathroom window, and Joel smiled happily.

“We’ll continue this later tonight, baby. Maybe Sarah and Ellie can spend the night at a friend’s house tonight.”

Your lips curl into a smile at his suggestion, and you lean up to kiss his cheek.

“Let’s get back out to the party.” He pats your ass and opens the door, coming out after you. You make your way down the stairs, Joel hot on your trail.

Tommy gives Joel a knowing look of ‘I know exactly what you two were up to.’

Joel scoffs at Tommy and grumbles as he moves past his younger brother.

“Marriage problems my ass.”

tag list: @party-hearses ; @nostalxgic ; @ilovepedro ; @bastardmandennis ; @tinygarbage ; @cool-iguana

[elliesbelle]

wish she was you

ellie williams one-shot

pairing: ellie x reader

synopsis: you call your ex-girlfriend ellie late one night, needing to hear the sound of her voice.

content warnings: modern au, angst, mentions of break-up, ex-girlfriend!ellie, cheating (both ellie and reader), mentions of a slightly toxic relationship, slight mentions of sexual yearning (nothing graphic or descriptive), one line that implies reader has a vagina but if you do not have one we're gonna say it's just a metaphor or something :), brief description of violence (just ellie wanting to punch an inanimate object but she doesn't), red string of fate trope, no comfort? idk it's up to you to decide, minors do not interact

word count: 1.3k

based on the hinder song "lips of an angel"

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Ellie whispers into her phone as she warily peers through the murky glass of the balcony windows into her apartment’s living room. 

Her new girlfriend Haru was lounging on the couch, lazily scrolling through different streaming services for something to watch. Ellie had excused herself from the room after her phone suddenly began to ring incessantly with a phone call. She’d muttered hastily that it was Dina and that she should go answer it or she wouldn’t hear the end of it the following day. Haru smiled plainly and told her to go right ahead and to not take too long. She was completely oblivious that it was, in fact, not Dina who kept blowing up Ellie’s phone with call after call. It was you. 

“Why are you calling so late? Is everything okay?” She asks quickly and quietly. Her eyebrows furrow when she hears you sniffle. 

“I just—I don’t know, I…” You start to stutter. 

“Tell me what’s wrong, honey.” 

You let out an involuntary sob upon hearing Ellie’s old pet name for you. 

“I just… I just needed to hear your voice.” 

Despite having been broken up for over a year, Ellie still melts hearing you this. 

It was both shocking and yet expected when you and Ellie had called it quits. It was more than clear to everyone just how in love you were with one another. You were rarely ever seen without each other in public, always attached to the hip. Her presence was almost like an essential part of your body, and to be without her made you feel lacking and unfinished. You were so ardently enamoured with each other that it felt like you’d be blissfully in love for life. 

But with the passion came drama and fury, and this ultimately became the downfall of your intense relationship with Ellie Williams. Your ways of expression and articulation were so vastly different from each other’s. She was restless and fervently independent, sometimes far too much for your liking. Her constant need for attention and validation eventually led her to greener pastures, leaving you stuck and alone in the wake of her chaos. 

The magical red cord that tied you to Ellie, however, never severed. Even during times that you wished you weren’t, you knew instinctively that you’d always remain connected to each other. Even when you’d both found different partners to attach yourselves to in distraction, her with Haru and you with your new girlfriend Jessica, your pull towards each other never ceased to fail. You never really moved on as you always came back to her and her to you. 

“Is Haru there?” You ask. 

“Umm,” Ellie hums, glancing at her girlfriend through the glass that separated them. “Yeah. She’s in the next room.” 

“Oh.” You say. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt or anything.” 

“No, no, we’re just hanging out. We weren’t doing anything important.” 

You smile slightly at Ellie’s familiar need to reassure you. 

“That’s why I kind of have to whisper right now. C-Can’t be too loud.” She continues. 

“I see.” 

There’s a moment of silence between you two, not awkward but still thick and heavy. 

“Everything okay with Jessica?” Ellie suddenly inquires. 

“U-umm, y-yeah.” You respond hesitatingly. “Everything’s good. She’s still at work right now. Working a late shift.” 

“I see.” 

Another moment of silence. 

“Does… does she know you’re still talking to me?” Ellie asks. 

“No.” 

“Won’t that start a fight between you two?” 

“Probably.” 

“Honey…” 

“Does Haru know you’re still talking to me?” 

“N-no. Not a clue.” 

Another moment of silence. 

“I had a dream about you last night.” You murmur. 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah.” 

“What was it about?” 

“I-I don’t think I should say.” 

“Oh, yeah? Why’s that?” 

Even over the phone, Ellie can feel the heat that was rising to your cheeks at her boldness. 

“Ellie, come on.” 

“Hey, you brought it up.” She whispers with a smirk, trying to ignore the sickly sweetness that came with the way you say her name. 

“Whatever.” You sniggle. 

Another moment of silence. 

“That’s funny, though.” She sighs softly. “I dreamt of you too. Last night.” 

“You did?” 

“Yeah. I did.” 

“What was it about?” 

“Hey, you didn’t wanna tell me about your dream. Don’t think it’s fair for you to hear mine.” 

“Oh, come on.” You whine at her cheekiness. “That’s not fair.” 

“What do you mean it’s not fair? You brought up a dream that you had about me but refused to tell me about it. So you don’t get to know about mine either, angel.” 

Fire ignites every inch of your skin upon hearing her whisper yet another old pet name for you. Your favourite one, in fact. And you know that she knows it. 

“Mine is… a little too risqué to repeat out loud.” You admit. 

“Oh? Risqué, huh?” 

“Far too crude to repeat to my ex-girlfriend.” 

“A little cruel to tease me like that, angel.” 

Ellie feels the flames engulfing your entire body at her tantalizing flirting, grinning slyly and proudly to herself over the way she can still fluster you after all this time. 

“I mean,” She continues. “For all you know, my dream may have been a little ‘risqué’ too.” 

She hears you gulp heavily. 

“Was it?” You whisper. 

“I guess you’ll never know.” 

Another moment of silence. 

“It’s… it’s really good to hear your voice, you know.” She reveals, her voice serious. 

“Y-yeah?” 

“Yeah.” 

“I missed yours.” 

“That’s good.” 

“Good?” 

“Want you to always be missing me, angel.” 

“Ellie…” 

“Can’t help it. Not if it’s you.” 

“I-I know. It’s the same for me too.” 

“I know.” 

Another moment of silence. 

“Why am I always so weak for you?” She whispers, frustrated. 

“Because I have a magic pussy and you can’t help yourself.” 

“Babe!” Ellie exclaims loudly. 

“Yeah?” 

Both you and Ellie freeze, knowing neither of you had said that. Ellie whips her head towards the inside of her apartment, spotting her girlfriend Haru still sitting on the couch but now glancing towards her on the balcony. Ellie gazes at her innocent but inquiring expression, feeling deep remorse immediately flooding her senses. 

“N-nothing! Never mind!” Ellie calls out from behind the closed glass doors. 

“What’s up?” Haru presses. 

“I-I’ll ask you later!” 

“Oh, alright!” Haru relents, going back to watching some innocuous show on the television. Ellie turns her back to her girlfriend and faces the starry night sky, sighing both in relief and guilt. 

“I-I should go.” She murmurs to you. 

“Do you have to?” 

“Honey, you know I do.” 

Ellie’s heart cracks slightly at the sound of more sniffles from your end. 

“Why?” You ask stubbornly. 

“You know why.” Ellie fights an amused chuckle at your bullheadedness. 

“Yeah… I know.” 

Another moment of silence. 

“I love you, El.” You whisper riskily. 

“I… I love you too, angel.” She replies. Your heart breaks at the hesitation in her voice. 

“I’ll talk to you later?” You ask desperately. 

Another moment of silence. 

“M-maybe.” 

“Oh. Okay.” Your eyes well up with tears at hearing her unclear promise. 

“Bye, angel.” She murmurs. 

“Bye, honey.” You whisper. 

Three robotic tones signal the end of the phone call. 

You immediately break down in more hot tears, your misery and desolation worse than before. You knew it was your choice to reach out to Ellie once more, and you knew and accepted the chances of your heart getting crushed again. But hearing the voice of your ex-girlfriend sweetly whispering for you before returning to her new girlfriend was still an agonizing feeling. You would spend the following nights laying next to Jessica, tossing and turning as you over-analyzed Ellie’s every word and wondering if she still really loved you back. 

Little did you know that Ellie was fighting the urge to punch the glass doors of her balcony at that very moment, the feeling of despair and yearning matching that of yours. The red string tugs at her soul once again, cruel and unrelenting and forever refusing to let her forget the sound of her name on your lips. 

author’s notes:

wrote this late last night in a drunken stupor after listening to this song in the car with my ex (live-in ex) and my sister after a fun, halloween-y night. i got randomly inspired, it's such a banger. raise your hand if you first hear this song from a remix on dance dance revolution.

don't worry, i am very much writing all the other works y'all have been asking for (i know i keep saying that, but y'all know i'm a crazy perfectionist). i just try to write when i can, and somehow drunken me knew they could write this in basically one go, and since i haven't been publishing much in a while, i thought i'd do it anyway. hope y'all liked it <3

as it always is in all my works, the names in this fic are very intentional, so the name of ellie's new girlfriend “haru” is purposeful. but i shall not disclose the reasoning because heehee

a lot of the exposition and descriptions of ellie’s and reader’s relationship may have been inspired by my co-star chart with someone very specific, shut up don’t judge me

the “magical red chord” i mention is meant to represent the concept of “the red string of fate.” y’all know how much of a slut i am for the soulmate trope.

reader’s new girlfriend jessica is named after this girl i’m kind of seeing, is it crazy yes it is but whatever

the line of "not if it's you" is based on the euripedes quote that anne carson translated

the quote is kind of part of my brand on my personal main tumblr account cause a post of mine went viral with me talking about that quote and people associate it with me so often to this day (literally friends would be sending screenshots of my post that other people uploaded onto twitter or instagram or facebook, it still makes me scream). thought i'd include it for funsies (if this gives you a clue to what my personal tumblr account is and you realize who i am, no you don't <3)

hope y'all enjoyed this spur-of-the-moment fic of mine :) i'm working on publishing the rest of my works sometime soon, so be patient with me please! my life has been awful and not great recently, but writing is my love and my passion and my escape, so i would never abandon y'all <3

taglist: @carmellie, @idkshaiz, @sawaagyapong

[nothing-tolose]

All Because I Liked A Girl.

Part 3

A/N: lol i found this a bit nonsense whsgajdhe *wheezing* AND AND AND IM SORRY IF THIS WASNT GOOD AS PART 2. anyway i love u guys sm xoxo

if you have criticism and suggestions to me, you can just knock my dm or send it to inbox <3

🇵🇸 daily click

part 1. part 2.

Those messages still showed up several times with some different accounts.

You decided to turn on the do not disturb mode so those hateful messages won't bother you for a while before you switched app to reply Ellie's message.

You

yeah

i guess..

You took a deep breath, fingers were typing over the keyboard with hesitation.

You

no

i'm not, actually

can you come over, els?

i need u here

please

delivered

You let out a slight sigh, and you put down your phone to the kitchen table. You buried your face in between your arms, eyes were red and tears stain on your cheeks.

You were actually don't want to give a fuck about Anne's post, but the way people insulting you and the way she reacted to them, you couldn't even understand. How on earth you don't give a fuck with that when some people were saying they'll be waiting your funeral? They might really do something if they have a guts and you were unaware.

And someone was just mentioned your initial there, Anne reacted with 'shh'. What kind of reaction was that?

You scared, terrified even. It feels like you're going to isolating yourself in your home until they forget about the post. Sadly you'll never do that, and you won't and you can't do that because you're not even graduate yet!

You left your phone there, and tried walking to living room even though your feet still feeling a bit limp, you were resting your body on the couch with blank stare to ceiling. Your mind started to thinking about those comments, from the first you saw it to the last you saw it on blog. It scares you, so much. Your tears coming down from your eyes for the second time, your chest were going up and down. You were sobbing so hard. Terrified, confused, all your feelings mixed in one.

Morning felt so long. Now it's 1PM, and you still on the same position with cushion that you hugged for the past few hours. You can hear nothing but your sobs and the sound of cars passing by on the street. Still not feeling any better.

The next second, you heard a knock from your door, followed by sound of door opened. You could tell it was Lauren who just opened the door, sound of hurried footsteps filled the room, "There you are!"

Lauren runs over you, crouches on the floor so that she's at eye-level with you. Her eyebrows furrowed, she obviously worried about you. She tapped your shoulder two times, "Would you sit?" She asked.

You just nod and get up slowly, leaning on the backrest while Lauren put down the cushion on your lap.

"Where's your phone?"

You turn your head and looking at the kitchen table where you left your phone morning earlier, "There," You said, almost not making a sound.

"Okay."

She walk towards the kitchen, her hand picked up your phone without a glance and put it in her coat pocket. You didn't paying attention to Lauren and staring to the front of your sight as you still got your panic attack, but you really really tried to make yourself calm down. Oh, but it didn't help you at all.

Lauren went back with a glass of water on her hand, she sits next to you, "Drink it, and try to breath slowly," You just do what she said.

She put it down the glass on the coffee table after you drank. You feel her thumbs wipes your tears slowly along with her little chuckle. You swore you have no idea if Lauren weren't here, you might be drowning in your tears or maybe crying blood when your tears already gone. Or the worst part, you might be dead alone here. She was like your own sister, who always stay on your side when you're down and when you're happy.

Lauren smiled at you before she hugged you so tightly, her hands running through your hair, "You don't deserve this."

"It'll pass. They'll forget about everything what happened today in no time, okay? You didn't stole Ellie," She keeps saying some words to make you feel better, and apparently it does. You fell asleep with your head on Lauren's lap.

Lauren took your phone out, and she stared at the lockscreen. There's still a bunch of messages request from people who still trying to get you down. Her eyebrows furrowed, anger almost taking over herself.

'All these fucking unnecessary messages, and Ellie doesn't texting her at all while the problem was involved with her? What kind of girlfriend is she?'

Lauren decided to changed the setting to disable the notifications from any social media except messages, at least you wouldn't see those fuckers from your lockscreen notification center.

She turned off your phone and took a glance at your face, she sighed.

'Does she really care about you right now? When everyone were talking shit about you because they thought you stole Ellie from Anne?'

Woke up on the same couch, the first thing you noticed was Lauren wasn't here. You were all alone, lights turned on, it's already dark out there.

"Shit, how long I've been asleep?" You get up, looked up to the clock and it's already 8PM. You grabbed your phone from the coffee tables in front of you, seeing if there's any messages you can reply.

messages from lauren

idk how long you've been asleep but i rlly have to go so sorry for leaving u aloneee;((

i bought some foods u can heat it up, AND dont skip your dinner bcs i assumed you haven't eaten today

dont be so curious to open ur social media, kay? i dont want u get your panic attack again

i love uuuuuu 💋💋💋💋❤️❤️❤️

You laughed for a second, then you scrolled the notification center searching if there's more messages. Your smile disappeared when you didn't see any messages from Ellie.

I mean, she always tried to reply your message asap after you sent the texts even when she's busy, she would tell you that she can't reply all your messages right now and will reply it soon as possible. The texts you sent to her this morning were still delivered. There's even no calls from her, does she even read your messages through the notifications? You needed her so much, and where is she now?

You don't want to overthink it. Maybe she's been too busy, but today is fucking Sunday, how the hell a student got really really busy on Sunday?

You bit your nails, suddenly thinking about your biggest fear.

What if she meet Anne in somewhere?

Your mind straight up thinking about her and Anne. All those what-ifs filling up your head, even you whispered to yourself to not assuming everything in negative way. But you couldn't help it. You really hate it when you can't help to stop assuming things.

You huffed, resting yourself on the backrest. You staring at the wall, imagining if Ellie were here right by your side like Lauren did and at the same time you still thinking if she were with Anne today.

You almost fell asleep again when you heard Ellie's voice calling your name along with knocking on the door. You stood up quickly and ran into the door.

Once you opened it, she grabbed both of your forearms. Her face looked so worried, worried than Lauren. She panted, sweating all over her face, and messy hair strands on the side of her face.

Your hands on her shoulders, "Where have you been?"

She didn't answer your question, all she said was, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." And asking you if you were okay, then she hugged you tightly like you were about to leave her.

You ended up on your bed, laying down with your head resting on her arm. After she said sorry five times, you took her to the bedroom. You really wanted to ask her, where the hell was she this entire day? Why did she texted you and just disappeared, and then showed up looking so worried like she was almost dead?

But here you are, with her. None of you broke the silence. She caressed your cheeks so gently, kissing your forehead several times, and humming.

You looked up to her, staring at her green emerald eyes. Your mouth was opened, almost asking her the same question that you've asked before.

"Sorry, I had an emergency." Right before you could ask her, she spoke.

"What emergency?"

Ellie went silent, she bite her lower lip and glancing aside, avoiding eye contact with you.

"Ellie, what emergency?"

She sighed heavily, her eyes now looking at you, "Sorry, you got dragged into this mess because of me. I shouldn't be disappeared for an entire day after texting you," She closed her eyes and looked away, "I'm really sorry."

You sitting up there and shook your head in desperation, "You did answer my question earlier, but you didn't answer the last question, Ellie. What emergency?"

There's no reply from her. You scoffed, "Ellie, what emergency that made you didn't reply to my texts?"

Ellie turned her head, "You texted me?"

"What?"

Oh.. Wait, what?

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Sometimes i watch all the cutscenes with just ellie and joel up until the last one on the porch and just let that be the entirety of tlou2 and honestly that's a beautiful conclusion I think. we get the wholesome birthday stuff and then ellies grief and struggle to live with herself and with joels decision, their relationship does take a toll during that time but then ends with "I would like to try" indicating that she is getting ready to heal and allow herself to love joel for saving her life and for everything else and honestly that scene makes for a beautiful and hopeful ending for these characters who are so deserving of peace and healing. I wish they could just have left it at that

in theory they are very nice scenes yes when taken individually. in the context of the game i hate them too, they feel designed to twist the knife really. ‘oh look at this museum scene look how much joel loves ellie look how happy ellie is to have someone to do this stuff for her aren’t you sad they stopped speaking and now joel is dead?’ ‘oh look how nice this scene is ellie went to find joel and she came out to him and he was so supportive but he died the next day, isn’t that horrible don’t you feel sad?’ ‘look, ellie DID want to sort things out with joel and she told him she did but he died the next day she was too late, isn’t that awful are you sad about it?’

everything in that game was designed for misery, even the flashbacks. i bawled as much during the museum bit as i did watching joel die. if it had been a different story yes they would have nice though and a good addition to the compelling relationship between joel and ellie, and an interesting way to explore how the lie joel tells affects ellie and that relationship. in all honesty, if ellie had gone to the porch and they’d had that chat and been given more time to work on things so ellie isn’t stuck forever with that god awful grief and regret about the time wasted, i would have been able to stomach tlou2 a bit better. and if they’d made ellie MORE upset with joel that he’d lied, rather than keeping her in that guilt ridden martyr mindset. and if joel’s death had been less disrespectful and less brutal and more meaningful, not to mention i can’t stand the false equivalency of ‘joel did this so abby was justified to do this’ when their actions are not at all on the same level as each other. joel killed in self defence to save ellie who was about to be murdered (marlene expressly said shoot him if he tries anything, meaning it’s self defence) and abby dreamed of revenge (not a justifiable motive whether or not you can understand her feelings) for FIVE YEARS and then travelled a heck of a long way to get it, made sure it was slow and brutal and painful, ignored the screams of ellie even though we are expected to have empathy for her, and got all her friends killed for it. for the game and players to say those things are equal and everything is justifiable from a different POV is frankly disingenuous! congrats, u fell for the zionist message. anyway as usual this got away from me but yeah in theory they are nice scenes but it’s all hard for to me stomach for various reasons.

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Eight Second Ride

Part Three-

(Part Two)

“So you are telling me-“ Aedion scowls from the other side of her bed, “you ditched me for a sweaty bull rider and didn’t even last an hour into the date?”

Aelin shoves a spoonful of cookies and cream ice cream into her mouth and sniffles. “That’s all you got from my story?”

He slings an arm over Aelin’s shoulders and she lays her head on his chest gratefully. She’d caught an Uber back to her apartment where Aedion was already camped out waiting for her.

One look at her mascara smeared face, and he’d made a pillow fort on her bed. Complete with ice cream and “Little Women” playing on his phone.

“No, I got the whole chauvinistic asshole, bit.” Aedion stabs his spoon into the container and breaks up a particularly large piece of Oreo. “I just decided to focus on the part that doesn’t make me want to leave you hear and go and kill him right now.”

“I thought cowboys were supposed to be classy.” Aelin watched Jo play with her sisters in their attic on Aedion’s tiny screen. “Take city girls into the country to ride a horse and show them a bigger purpose in life, kind of shit.”

“Hallmark is such a liar.” Aedion huffs and squeezes her shoulder a little tighter. “I’m sorry, Lin. I know going out tonight was a big step for you. It’s a shame he acted the way he did.”

It was rare Aelin acted on a whim these days. Not like she used to do when she was in high school. She felt a pull to go with Rowan, but her gut had led her into a situation that could have gone south very quickly.

It’s a hard thing when you can’t trust yourself.

“No. I shouldn’t have gone. Especially not alone.” Aelin’s feels her thoughts drifting. Creeping towards that iron box of memories she keeps locked tight. “It’s my mistake.”

“No.”

The fervor in Aedion’s voice draws her attention up to his face, and Aelin is jarred by the intensity of his expression. “Aedion-“

“It’s not your fault.” His voice is gravely, and his blue eyes flicker like the heart of a flame. “I don’t give a shit what that bastard thought you accepting his invitation meant. You don’t owe him sex because he buys you a drink.”

“Aedion-“ Aelin tries to interrupt again. A new wave of tears burns her eyes, but Aedion is on a roll and he isn’t going to quite down until he gets out what’s on his mind.

“You don’t deserve to be treated like an object that can be bought.” Aelin can’t look him in the eyes any longer, but a calloused hand guides her face to the crook of his neck.

“His friends are shitty. He should have made them shut up. Ogling you, and making you feel unsafe and uncomfortable aren’t funny jokes.” Aedion goes on as Aelin sniffles into his shirt.

“You deserve respect. It doesn’t matter what you are wearing, what he buys you, or what his expectations are. His behavior isn’t your fault.” Aedion whispers against the top of her head.

Aelin wraps the arm that isn’t squished under her, around his waist. “I love you, Brother Wolf.”

“I love you too, Fireheart.” Aedion kisses her forehead and tugs her closer, the old terms of endearment are exchanged between them with ease.

“I know you are still dealing with everything that happened a couple years ago. I’m happy to remind you how worth it you are whenever you need.”

Aedion was an island of safety in the turbulent ocean of her life. Even when Aelin was small, she’d often go to him before her own parents with her problems. He was steady, and calm. The exact opposite of her own personality.

After the incident, he hadn’t rested until she was safely at his side again. Aedion stood by her faithfully as she picked up the broken pieces of her life and held her hand as she tried to make something new from them.

“How come you already had this movie downloaded onto your phone?” Aelin teased lightly, trying to lighten the mood. “Did you suddenly develop a sense of taste?”

Aedion purses his lips. “Lysandra said this movie is, and I quote, the most accurate depiction of the female experience.” He shakes his head. “I’ve tried to watch it three times, and I still can’t figure out what it’s even about.”

“You are a simple minded creature, cousin.” Aelin grabs her spoon and scoops a melty bite of ice cream into her mouth. “Thank you for coming over.”

“Anytime, Lin.” He leans his cheek on her head as the scene on his phone shifts from the cooler grey tones of the present, back to the warm colors that represented better days. “Anytime.”

~~~

The day started off better than she expected.

Aedion was gone when she woke up- he had to rise at an ungodly hour to make it to the fire station on time.

Yet, he set her alarm clock for her so Aelin woke up in time to get ready for work. He’d also set a glass of water and an Advil tablet on her bedside table to curb the headache she was sure to have from crying.

Aelin made it out the door with enough time to stop and get coffee on the way. She even splurged and got a chocolate hazelnut Frappuccino with enough sugar to smooth her wounded feelings.

It was going so well, Aelin should have known it was the universe winding up to screw her.

It was only a couple hours before she closed shop when Lorcan Salvaterre stepped through her front door.

“Holy shit, it’s you.” Were the first words from his mouth. His dark eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Rowan is going to flip when I tell him I actually found you.”

“What are you doing here?” Aelin’s slammed a stack of books on the counter.

Lorcan looked pensive. “Rowan said you mentioned owning a book store-“ he drags a hand through his dark hair. “I felt like I ruined his chance with you, so I thought I maybe if I apologized-“

“Let me stop you there,” Aelin didn’t bother looking at him as she labeled books and organized them into stacks. “You didn’t ruin anything, you didn’t help, but he screwed up all by himself.”’

“He realizes that,” Lorcan quickly defends, his voice gruff with irritation. “If I can give him your number I’m sure he will grovel for himself.”

Aelin rolls her eyes and slides another stack to the end of the counter. “You don’t get it.”

“Get what?” She can tell he’s losing his patience with her. Lorcan’s remorse only went so far, apparently.

Aedion’s words from earlier rang in her ears as she repeated them back to the man. “He was overbearing the entire time. Had double standard opinions about my life, and disrespected my boundaries.”

Aelin watched as Lorcan shifted on his feet, itching to say something but obviously refraining. Measuring his words carefully he looked her dead in the eye. “Look. He was just trying to impress you. Rowan doesn’t go out often. Don’t you think you are blowing this a little out of proportion?”

Red. Aelin saw red. Tasted it. Like iron in her mouth. Or maybe that was just the blood from biting her tongue so hard. “I’m working right now. You don’t strike me as extremely literate, but I have to ask for you to either buy something or leave.”

Lorcan glowered at her. “Fine.” He turns to walk out, but Aelin hears him call her a bitch under his breath.

Just then, Elide walks inside the shop doors. A backpack slung over her shoulder, finished with her classes at Rifthold U and prepared to work the evening shift with her.

Aelin is relieved for the interruption and about to take full advantage of it, when the small, brown-haired girl catches sight of Lorcan and beams like a rutting lighthouse.

“Lorcan! I didn’t know you were coming into my work, what a surprise.”

Elide. One of her best friends, runs up to the six-two tower of misogynistic cow boys and flings her arms around him. Hugs him.

Ellie she recalls the name being thrown out last night. She hadn’t put two and two together. Ellie was a common name. Of all the people in this city it had to be Elide, Aelin mentally bemoans.

She wonders if Elide knew how her cowboy behaved when she wasn’t around.

It doesn’t matter. Lorcan is all too aware of Aelin’s eyes boring into his skin, and knows he needs to make a quick get away.

“Ellie,” Lorcan pulls away from her. “I just had to see this book shop you are always talking about.”

He kisses her head, and looks at her with feigned remorsefulness. “I must have gotten your shifts mixed up in my head, though. I’m afraid I have to go. We booked a training time for six and I need to brush down Nettie before we start.”

“Oh,” Elide says, a look of genuine disappointment on her face. “That’s fine. Are we still on for a movie tomorrow?”

“Wouldn’t miss it,” he promises. He pecks her one more time on the lips and tips his chin towards Aelin. Anger still bubbling in his eyes. “Good day, ma’am.”

Aelin releases a breath when the doors close behind him.

“I’m so sad I missed him.” Elide frowns, tossing her back pack behind the counter. “At least you got to meet him. What did you think? He’s absolutely dreamy, right?”

Aelin chokes back a gag. “Yeah. He was really charming.”

“And get this,” Elide smiles. “He’s a cowboy. Like an actual, real life cowboy. He rides pulls and does team roping. It’s sexy.”

Aelin can’t hide the grimace this time. “You are like my baby sister. I never want to hear the words sexy from your mouth again.”

At least, never in the context of Lorcan. They’d had plenty of boy talk before.

“He even carries a rope.” Elide wags an eyebrow. “Better to tie me up when we-“

Aelin holds a book over her face. “I’m not listening to this! I will file a report with HR.”

Elide laughs. “You are the boss, Lin. You know we don’t have an HR.”

“I need to get one now,” Aelin grumbles. “I don’t need an image of yours and Lorcan’s naked asses in my head.”

She wanted Lorcan out of her head entirely. Along with Rowan and the rest of their cadre.

“Fine,” Elide sighs wistfully. “One day you will be in love and I won’t hold it against you when you want to talk about whatever babe you wind up with.”

Her eyes get a mischievous glint. “Actually- Lorcan has some really cute friends. I could set you up with?”

Aelin’s brain banks. “No. No thank you. I like being alone. I’m more than enough company for myself.”

“Come on, a double date would be fun!” Elide whines and tugs on her arm. “You never go out any more. We could have a great night out.”

An image of the twins cutting lines on the bar flash across her mind and make her shudder.

“I said no, Elide.” Aelin says a bit more harshly then she intends, but Elide gets the point and backs off.

“Sorry. I won’t mention it again.” Instead of anger she looks at Aelin worriedly.

She kind of hates that more.

“Thanks.” She shakes her head and tries to clear the residual stress from her head. “I have to set up a new shelf display. Want to help?”

Elide lights back up at the prospect. She loved designing and organizing. They have a great time setting displays up together and Aelin knew it would take her mind away from the tension she’d created.

She just really hoped that Elide dating Lorcan wouldn’t drag any drama into her own life. Aelin didn’t care what half asses excuses Lorcan made, she wasn’t interested in seeing Rowan again.

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Hey! Wondering if u could write something related to this season with Amelink, the baby, Maggie, the kids, idk or maybe link goes to work and all the kids give Amelia hell and drive her crazy and the baby cries a lot

week 1

thank you so much for the prompt! im considering maybe doing a mini series on this, because im really living for domestic amelin, and i also didn’t do everything in the prompt also part 2 to baby blues will be out soon

"Auntie Amelia when is mommy going to be home?" Bailey asked as his aunt tucked him in.

"We talked about this the other day remember? Your mom has to help people at the hospital, but she can't come home because she may get us sick. So she's going to stay at a hotel. I promise first thing tomorrow you can FaceTime her."

"Okay, but why can't she come home to see us. I won't get sick."

"There's something called a pandemic going on right now, and basically that's a sickness that spreads really really quickly. And since your moms at the hospital all the time working with people who have the sickness it isn't safe for her to see us." Amelia wanted to cry when she saw the tears welling up in her nephews eyes.

"You don't do anything right though. You don't tuck me in right, and you don't make sandwiches right, and you don't play cars right either. Actually you don't play with me at all like you used to." Bailey ranted before he took his covers and pulled them over his head. Amelia tried to reach out to him only for him to turn away from her. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle this, it had barely been a week since lockdown begun.

"Good night Bailey, I love you." Amelia reassured as she closed the door behind her. She walked down the attic stairs to find Link putting the covers over Ellis while she laid on Merediths bed, for the past couple of nights she's refused to sleep unless it was in her mothers bed. She was pulled out of her moment of serenity from her baby's cries, she sighed and made her way to Maggie's room. They put his crib in there for the time being as it was the closest to their room.

"What's the matter my sweet boy?" Amelia picked up the crying baby from his crib. She sat down on Maggie's bed and cradled her son, resulting in her sons cries to subside. "Someone just wanted their mommy huh?"

"Auntie Amelia?" Zola's voice startled her aunt causing her to gasp. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay ZoZo, everything okay?" The girl just nodded and crawled into the bed next to her aunt.

"Is Scout okay?"

"Yeah, he's just fine. I think he just wanted some attention."

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" The question took Amelia aback, she expected it from her younger niece and nephew but not from Zola. She sometimes forgot she was still a kid and not a teenager. She'd always acted mature for her age.

"Sure ZoZo. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just miss my mom. When I'm scared I always sleep with her."

"Why are you scared ZoZo?" Amelia knew it was a dumb question, she was scared herself. But it broke her heart her niece was as well.

"This sickness must be really bad if we can't go to school, or see friends, or see auntie Maggie and mommy."

"We're taking precautions, we wear out masks if we were to go out, we're quarantining. At the hospital your mom and aunt Maggie wear something called PPE, and they social distance and they constantly are washing their hands."

"So they won't get it?" Zola worriedly asked. Amelia didn't want to lie but she also didn't want her niece to be constantly worried.

"They're taking precautions ZoZo."

"Will you and Link be going to the hospital?"

"Well, not right now we're on something called maternity leave. That's when you have time off of work after you have a baby. So we'll be home for awhile and then we'll see what we should do. Don't be worried about this though, ZoZo. How about you go change into your pjs and brush your teeth, then you can go into my room and get to sleep that sound good?"

"That sounds good." Zola softly smiled as she jumped off the bed. Amelia sighed once her niece left the room, and turned her attrition to her baby.

"You are very adorable, but you need to sleep. You don't seem to like sleep very much though." She whispered as she placed the drowsy baby into his crib.

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"Auntie Amelia your phones ringing." Zola yelled from the living room the next morning.

"Who is it?" Amelia asked, she was in the side room trying to help Bailey log onto a zoom meeting.

"Someone named Addison."

"Can you try to help Bailey log on? And bring my phone in here please." Zola skipped into the room and handed her aunt her phone, and took her seat at the computer. Amelia ran up the stairs and shut the bathroom door behind her, before Ellis realized she was up here. She sat in the bathtub and swiped the call on.

"Oh wow you look terrible." Addison commented, as her screen popped up with the face of her exhausted friend.

"Why thank you."

"Sorry, how are you holding up?"

"I'm alright, how are you doing?"

"I'm okay, I just have never lost this many patients before."

"I can't even imagine, I hear it's really bad."

"Yeah it really is. So have you decided if your going back to work after your maternity leave?"

"I have no idea, I mean they desperately need doctors. But what happens to Scout and the kids. We can't leave them with a babysitter, because of quarantine. I don't know, I'm just kind of taking it a day at a time."

"That's okay, that's all we can really do. Take it a day at a time. How's the baby doing?"

"Oh he's really good." Amelia lit up at the mention of her baby. "I'm basically with him all the time, so Link is stuck with the other kids so I can't really complain."

"Link must be having the time of his life." Addison sarcastically laughed.

"Yea, he's never really dealt with kids before. At least not to this extent, the most he'd interact with a child before is if he had to do surgery on one." Knocking on the bathroom door took her out of her moment of serenity talk to her friend.

"Auntie Amelia, we still can't get Bailey into his zoom." Zola's voice came from the outside of the door.

"Crap, I've got to go Addie. Stay safe."

"You too." Amelia set her phone down on the edge of the tub, and hoisted herself up.

"You still can't get in?" Amelia asked once she opened the door.

"Nope, I tried everything."

"Alright I'll try and take a look at it." Amelia sighed, and went down the stairs to the room they've now dedicated to school. "Still can't get it?"

"No, so does that mean I don't have to do it?" Bailey hopefully asked.

"No your still going to have to do it. You know what I'll email your teacher, and tell her what's going on."

"Alright, I'm gonna go play." Bailey said quickly while running my out of the room.

"No, Bailey get back here." She called after her nephew, only for him to ignore her. She sighed and held her head in her hands. "Okay, ZoZo did you finish your school work yet?"

"Yep!"

"Okay, go play with Bailey then." She opened up Meredith's email, so she could contact Baileys teacher about the issue with the video call. Once she composed the email and sent it, she scrolled through the other emails. She noticed one from Zola's teacher and opened.  Zola had 8 missing assignments, Amelia felt like crying and screaming. She already knew they were going to be up all night trying to catch her up, she wanted to be mad but she couldn't. This was nothing like her niece, she was obviously struggling with the quarantine.

"Hey the kids are done with school already?" Link asked as he came into the room.

"No, Bailey can't log on. And Zola's been lying to my face about completing her homework. I also have no idea what Ellis is supposed to be doing." Amelia choked out before she started crying.

"Oh, don't cry." Link walked further into the room and spun Amelia around in the spiny chair before wrapping his arms around her. “It's going to be okay. We'll figure it out. How about we sit everyone down, and come up with a game plan. We haven't sat down and organized how this is going to be."

"Okay." Amelia smiled slightly wiping away her tears. She spun around in the chair to face back towards the computer. She was going to write down all the children's assignments and figure the times that the teachers held their video calls.

______________________________________

"Okay do your Aunt Amelia and I wanted to talk to you guys." Link said as he placed down the kids plates in front of them.

"About what?" Zola asked curiously.

"Well we know that right now, everything's all messed up and kind of scary. But we still have to have a routine and make sure our school works getting done." Amelia said as she adjusted her shirt so her son could eat.

"So what does that mean." Zola asked before she messily slurped up her spaghetti.

"Well for starters we're gonna go to bed on time, and we'll wake up around 7 so we can get ready for the day before we start school." Link stated once he sat down at the kitchen table with everyone.

"So Bailey and Ellis you have two zoom calls everyday. At 8 and at 10, so Bailey you'll be in the side room and Ellis we'll set you up in the living room. Zola you have four calls so you'll be in the kitchen-"Zola interrupted before Amelia could finish her statement.

"Wait why do I have more calls then them, thats not really fair."

"Since your older you have more classes than they do. Back to what I was saying, we'll all have lunch together and then we can play for a little bit but then back to school. After everyone's done you can play or watch a movie then we'll have dinner and go to sleep. How does that sound?" Amelia asked, the couple realistically knew that this plan would probably never happen but they wanted to try to let the kids have a predictable routine everyday.

"Sounds fair." Bailey said and the two girls nodded in agreement. "Soooooo, can we watch a movie tonight?"

"Not tonight bud." Link said, causing sighs from all three children. After everyone was done with dinner Zola helped Link clear the table while Amelia put the baby to bed. "So you've got some missing assignments."

"Oh." Zola felt embarrassed. "I didn't know you knew about that."

"I do. Tonight me and your Aunt Amelia are going to help you with it, so you don't get further behind. Is that alright?"

"I guess so." Zola sighed. "It's just confusing, I like it better when it's on paper not the computer."

"Okay, so we'll sit down and figure it out. It's going to be okay."

"Thanks Link." Zola smiled kindly. "Sorry I lied, to Auntie Amelia about completing my work."

"Just don't do it again, next time just ask for help. Nothing gets better if you don't ask fo help." Link smiled.

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"It is DiNozzo now."

"Excuse me, Age.. Mrs DiNozzo. The two of you can go right on up."

Ziva smiled politely at the receptionist as she hastily back-spaced and handed over her visitors card.

Tony was already waiting by the elevators and turned to look at her as she approached him across the NCIS lobby. His hair was dripping from the unexpected downpour that had caught them on their way in, and there was a slight look of unexpected trepidation on his face.

"You ready?"

"As I'll ever be."

The elevator doors opened and they stepped inside, planting their feet a little too close together so that as Tony pulled off his wet jacket it flicked water onto Ziva.

"Sorry about that."

"You did not have to stand so close."

"It's the rule in here."

Ziva shook her head as she pressed the button for the correct floor and the elevator slowly jittered to life. Familiar sensations came rushing back. Jokes and arguments and barely-contained flirtations and tension-filled silences and the incessant on/off flick of the power lever.

"Still feels a little weird after what happened."

“You will have to be more specific."

"The time we got trapped in here and the building blew up?"

"Ah. That time."

"Yeah, that one."

They smirked to themselves as they reached their destination, Tony evidently as much as Ziva being flooded with memories from the building that never much changed in spite of everything.

The bullpen was quiet when they got upstairs. As though recognising the mixed emotions each other was feeling, they walked slowly towards the empty cluster of desks. Ziva's mind was once again flooded with images and sounds and memories, just as it was the last time she was here.

"This is weird."

"I never thought we would be back here together."

When she got to her desk there was a flash of a conversation they’d once had about eloping – toeing the line, as always, but as close as they’d ever have dared to get to actually crossing it. So much time spent circling each other, seeking out the attention of the other but fearful of what would happen if they actually got it.

She touched a finger along Tony’s desk as she stopped there. He spun on his heel and faced her, a couple of steps ahead.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Just-”

Tony looked away, over her shoulder, and Ziva stopped talking.

"Uh.." Ziva heard Torres first, a confused acknowledgement that, when Ziva turned around, encouraged McGee and Ellie to look at what had caused him to stop.

"Guys?"

"Surprise."

McGee blinked a couple more times, taking them in. Ellie and Torres were more receptive, dumping their bags and then approaching Tony and Ziva.

"What're you doing here?" McGee eventually spoke, bewilderment in his voice.

"We thought we'd come to say hey."

"You flew to the US to say 'hey'? Isn't that why webcams were invented?"

"Y'know I mentioned that job interview? They asked if I'd be willing to come over and so we thought we’d surprise you. Here, I thought you'd be happy to see us."

"I am happy to see.. Ziva." McGee added after a pause, coming over to hug his friend tightly. "How are you? Where's Tali?"

"With Senior. His insistence. Knowing those two, she will refuse to come home with us. They are thick as sleeves."

“Thick as what?” Torres asked Ellie in a quiet, confused voice. Ellie shushed him but Ziva shrugged, figuring she could be forgiven for whatever error she’d made after years out of the country.

Ellie hugged Tony, and after a second of pretend hesitation McGee did the same.

“Tony DiNozzo.”

“Nick Torres. Good to meet you. Heard a lot about you.”

“Oh yeah? All good, of course.”

“Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.” Torres looked at McGee who held his hands up and changed the subject.

"So what's going on? You guys wanna grab dinner tonight?"

"Tomorrow. Rumour has it Ziva has a hot date tonight."

"I do? I thought you and I were going out."

McGee started laughing.

“Alright, cool it. It’s not that funny – she did marry me, after all.”

“Hm, more fool me.”

“One day I’m gonna get my feelings hurt and you’re gonna regret it.”

“We’ll see.”

Tony didn’t hesitate in bending down to kiss her, and any trepidation Ziva felt about such a public display of affection dissipated as soon as their lips met. She lifted her hand to his chest to implore him to move away but was interrupted by a voice over her shoulder.

"Hey!"

Tony reacted like he'd been burned, jumping away from her and then self-consciously rubbing his hand over the back of his head. "Sorry Boss. Ziva.. had something on her face."

"So you licked it off her?!"

Ziva ignored Tony and McGee’s bickering as Gibbs approached them, doing a better job at keeping his poker face than the look of horror mixed with shock that had passed on McGee’s when they’d kissed.

“Surprise?” She tested, an apologetic smile at not having visited sooner or at least called to let him know. That earned her a small grin as he closed the space between them and pulled her in for a hug.

“What did I tell you about coming back soon?” He whispered into her hair as she pulled away, holding his hand for a second before dropping it.

“Sorry. There has been a lot going on.”

“What’re you doing here?”

“Tony’s interview is tomorrow.”

Gibbs turned to look at the man in question, and Ziva saw the way he coughed to try and hide the strange nerves he had apparently developed after a few years out of Gibbs’ company.

“Boss.”

“Gonna have to stop saying that someday, DiNozzo.”

“I will when you will.” He responded to his surname, holding out his hand. It seemed to surprise everyone except Ziva when Gibbs ignored the gesture and pulled him in for a short hug, tapping his back firmly. “It’s good to see you kids. Where are you staying?"

"The Barclay."

"Isn't that the hotel where you guys went undercover?"

"Yes, picked especially. Did you kn-" Ziva put a hand on Tony's arm and squeezed before he could continue talking to McGee. He stopped talking and chucked weakly. "Only for tonight, though. The only one we could get on short notice so we're switching tomorrow to a different hotel with a proper bed for Tali. She's picky."

"Like her dad, huh?"

"Three of you are staying with me tomorrow."

Gibbs statement was matter-of-fact.

"Um. OK. Thanks boss."

“You seen Palmer?”

“Not yet. We were going to head down there now.”

“Gonna have to wait.”

“You got a case?”

“Uh-huh.”

McGee, Ellie, and Nick all disappeared behind their desks to grab their bags. Tony and Ziva stood in the middle of them, redundantly, old muscles still twitching at the sight.

“Right. Sure. Guess we’ll catch you guys tomorrow?”

“Sounds good. I’ll speak to Jimmy and let you know.” McGee called the words over his shoulder as he began to jog towards the elevators with the rest of the team.

Tony and Ziva, quickly, found themselves stood alone again in the middle of the office.

“Well. That was.. brief.”

“The world keeps turning.” The words were more thoughtful than she’d meant them as she watched the back of Tony’s head, staring as he was at the elevator. “Do you miss that?”

He turned back to her with a slight look of confusion that soon turned into a smile. “Honestly? Not really. I thought I would, but... different priorities. Right?”

“Right.”

“Come on, let’s go and find something to do for the afternoon. Young, free, and single. Or at least 1 out of 3.”

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[mrsgokwan4eva]

Gokwan_mbe_ daily

Hello everyone I’ve been away for a while and now I’m back doing my blog this time I want to talk about the work I do for the incredible Gok Wan I absolutely love doing my work that I do for this guy I don’t get paid for doing it I don’t wanna be paid for doing it I do it in my own time and I absolutely love it it’s taking off really big because when I first started the work I did for this guy I didn’t think it would go anywhere but it’s huge Which I did not expect well just love doing what I do and how much incredible work goes into it and the incredible up to but it’s because of Gok’s followers that this it’s taking off so big I am beyond grateful for what I’ve achieved but without any of you guys helping me along the way there wouldn’t be any accounts that I run for this incredible guy thank you so much for that I really really do appreciate all the love and support you all give me from my accounts that I run I’ve read through all your comments about my group and how much you love the work that goes into it thank you so so much for your wonderful comments it really does go a lot way When I first these accounts like I said earlier I didn’t think it would go this big but wow just love how big it’s got and how big it’s gone and that’s all down to the people who follow it and support me through this I also would like to talk about my beautiful friend Frances who helped me update my accounts when needed I absolutely loved having her help she was such a darling I saw one in 1 million and I wouldn’t have got through some of the stuff without her incredible help and thank you so much beautiful much appreciated hope that you will continue to help me when you feel ready to help me again I would love that if you decide to help me again one day I miss your incredible help every day love you girl. Now I want to talk about how it came about I don’t really know the answer to this question but I was just sat by my laptop one day and I’m thinking I’m really missing this incredible guy what can I do to cheer myself up so I do support a page supporting him I did start off with the page but unfortunately all my incredible work got deleted due to someone Reporting my page that I used to run still to this day I don’t know what happened there but now I’ve got the Facebook group that I run and I absolutely love it but I do miss the page as well of course I was absolutely devastated when my page got deleted when I still didn’t know the reason why because I lost all my incredible work but thank God for Instagram highlights because I managed to save most of my incredible work that I did for my page Now I would like to talk about the man himself Gok Wan well what can I say about this guy I can tell you many of stories many are funny stories and the support he gives me the support I receive from this guy means an awful lot to me and for him to trust me with the accounts a run means an awful lot to me as well without him there would be no accounts to run at all on every occasion I go to his offence he always mentions the hard work I do for hhim and that amazes me because he’s recognitions the hard work I do for him which is totally amazing because my hard work doesn’t go unnoticed by the man himself which is really good and that should be something I should be really really proud of thank you so much for trusting me with these pages it really does go along way for you to recognise that I work hard means a novel awful lot to me I will continue these accounts as long as you want me to as long as I have your support I will continue doing whatever you wish me to do I love you so much thanks for being the best and trusting me with everything I wouldn’t be without you i’m really hoping you get to read this blog and realise how proud I am to call you my idol we are like the best of friends in a way or you’re like my family I haven’t seen you for two years but these accounts have been keeping me busy and keeping my mind occupied well missing you in the meantime thank God for these accounts Keeping me busy

Isolation nation well what can I say about that nearly year ago we all streamed on social media to watch Gok DJ to thousands of people online wow it’s hard to believe that was a year ago but along the way I met some incredible friends I haven’t met them in person but I wish to 1 day I have a circle of isolation nation friends I would like to mention on here hope that’s okay with everyone we have the gorgeous Frances who Has been helping me with my accounts to give me a helping hand she’s a beautiful young lady And I’m ever so thankful for her for helping me and I will always and forever appreciate your hard work but she’s help me along the way with It didn’t go unnoticed without any help I would’ve crashed I think just love her ❤️

Right okay I can’t mention you all but I love you all so much as it will take me forever because I love so many of you

Next up then we have the beautiful Lu wow this girl is so funny and when I’m feeling down or upset I’ll go straight to her and she knows how to put a smile on my face we talk on a regular basis through social media she is such a funny character and I cannot wait to meet her I think me and Lu would get on like a house on fire and be best friends for life which we are now even though we haven’t met each other hearing her funny stories are amazing especially about her hairdryer she loves the hairdryer of this girl which I find hilarious in my own way The thing is about this girl that I love so much she speaks her mind and doesn’t care what other people think which is the way it should be sometimes she is a strong confident woman I blooming can’t wait to meet her I am beyond excited that this day will finally come true one day thank you for all your support you give me on my group that I run it really does go along way and having your support their Day in Day out helps me along the way Another thing I love about this girl is that she gives me pictures when Gok It’s on the live stream and I’m not on for some reason she always sends me pictures from my account and that I  Really do love because other people are taking the time out to help me which really does go a long way because I’m a busy busy bee and sometimes I just can’t do it all so having the help of others helped me a lot thanks girl love you

Naughty noodles I thought I’d write a Little bit about this incredible guy he is a DJ he is fun he makes me smile I tune in to reset on a regular basis but I don’t know and sometimes that I’m there which I know I should Like I said I can’t mention you are but I wanted to mention this guy he’s always up for a laugh always dancing always playing the music that I love His support for my pages has been amazing I really appreciate this guys support as I support him and his DJ career And let me tell you he is smashing it he deserves it Even though we’ve never met hopefully one day we will meet He always puts a smile on my face that’s all that matters to me  Keep up the good work D you are amazing and if you don’t follow him I suggest you do because you are missing out on a hell of a lot & lots of fun too

Ellie bear 🐻

Like everyone and I’ve been talking about it this gorgeous lady is from the isolation nation family and she is such a beautiful young lady she always goes the extra mile to help me out with picture Wise To Put my accounts and that is super cute I can’t wait to meet her have pictures with her she always takes the time to talk to me even when she’s a little bit busy which I appreciate She even sent me a Roscoe brothers T-shirt for my 30th birthday bless her I absolutely love it

Bendy Wendy

This girl is super gorgeous she she talks to me online like everyone else we’ve met we met through the isolation nation family group I haven’t actually met this girl but I can’t wait to I think we are gonna be good friends she even talk to me when she’s a little bit busy or just finish work her gorgeous smile makes me smile when I am having a down day I am super excited to meet her one day as I’m dying to meet most of the isolation nation family I just simply love her

Tracy Emery

This girl she made me a Gok wan Doll which I absolutely love and I still have to this day every time I look at it I think of her it makes me smile when I look at it because it makes me think of her hard work that I went into it to make it And every time I talk to her I always mention that I still have the doll that she made me and send her pictures of it She even let me have pictures of car fest where Gok Was DJing for my account’s Which I really did appreciate and she even said I could pass of the pictures as my own bless her that’s so sweet of her can’t wait to meet her One day just like everyone else I can’t wait to meet

Laura Brooks

Me and Laura are Both massive fans of Gok And she is so sweet she will send me pictures for my accounts if I’m not online & Gok Is live on Facebook or something and I’m not on she will take pictures for me and send them to me for my accounts how sweet is that like lots of people they send me stuff for my Gok’s Accounts Which I really do appreciate Laura even got me a present for my 30th birthday which was really sweet and really lovely she didn’t have to do that but I appreciate it hopefully one day we’ll meet each other and share our Gok stories 

Right okay I could talk about all of the isolation nation family but that will take days for me to do as I know so many of you so like I said earlier if you haven’t been mentioned in your own section it doesn’t mean I don’t love you Oh we’re not friends I just haven’t got the time to write it right About everyone are you I love you equally I promise

The Wrinch

What are babe this person is and she’s just learnt to DJ and she is amazing I always talk to her on social media and she is wonderful she even lets me have pictures from a Instagram story if they involve Gok I absolutely love her hair it’s so follicles I wish I could get my hair that curly I can’t wait to meet her and have a selfie with her And lots of big cuddles that’s what I told her I would like when I meet her lots of big cuddles she is a diamond we are going to be friends for life no matter what love her so much

 phozzie B

Whooo whoo When I think about this girl I always think hands in the air let’s have a party let’s jump up and down let’s sing the words and have one hell of a party I can imagine this girl being extremely fun and leading people astray like me when we finally meet saying oh go on do this or go onto that that sort of thing that I’ll be right up my street she is also a learning DJ and she is awesome keep up the good work you’ll be on the stage soon just like Gok With your very own DJ set and it will Be a sellout just know it it will happen One day I remember one day I was Having trouble with the group that I run that people didn’t think that my page was real and she came back and said please follow this girl as she is genuine I always remember that Thanks babe I really did appreciate that

 Gemma

 what an absolutely beaut this girl is she always finds the time to talk to me even though she doesn’t use messenger chat very often but she sees a message from me and it makes a smile I can imagine it makes me happy when she replies back because we have a right conversation mainly we talk about Gok Or say yes to the dress And she always asked me what I’ve been up to if anything have you been up to anything good have a good day whatever day of the week it is Seriously this girl is Beautiful as ever I always say that to her and she’s always thankful I can’t wait to meet her one day neither I can Imagine Us going Girlie Shopping actually I would really enjoy that one day Love you Gem 💎

tracy campbell

Well what can I say about this lady when I first friend requested her to be my friend on Facebook her hair was pink which is really cool because I like bright colours and I’m thinking I’m going get on with this lady but me and Tracy don’t really talk as much as we should Because isolation nation is one big family we don’t all get to speak to each other we have the own circle of isolation nation family friends So we all talk to different people But Tracy Always has a massive smile on her face every time I go on her Facebook there is the profile picture where she has a message to More on her face which makes me smile when I’m about to message her Like I said in this family we all have our own circle of isolation nation friends he is such a wonderful lady she’s even let me have some of isolation nation tour pictures from the 25th of September this year because unfortunately I couldn’t attend this event so I have pictures from various different people that I’ve asked to use for my accounts and Tracy is one of them Which I’m extremely grateful for thanks hun

I am beyond proud of myself what overachieved run in these accounts I get a joy out of it seeing what the man himself is up to on a day-to-day life that is why it’s called Gokwan_mbe_ daily And I love the fact that I get to keep all of you updated on what’s going on this is what it’s all about I’m always grateful for your feedback you give me because it goes a long way and it makes me want to continue with my accounts reading your comments in the morning evening afternoon whenever puts a big smile on my face knowing that I have you guys supporting me like I said earlier if you don’t have your own little bit in my blog it doesn’t mean that I don’t like you or anything like that it means I haven’t got the time to write about every single one of you as there’s millions out there but I want you to know even if you don’t have a little bit in my blogI still love and care about you all Very much 

Right I guess my blog and here

I’ve taken all day to write this blog and now I finally finished It hope you all enjoy reading it I enjoyed writing it to be honest and as long as you have me I will keep running Mr Gok Wan Pages when you have finally read all of it let me know what you think you’re your opinion matters to me

All my love ❤️😊

[themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy]

Hey love so here’s my idea: headcannons for reader being Tony’s chunky daughter and there being mean posts online about her and either Peter or her dad or like all of the avengers try to make her feel better. Bc I like when fics have thinly veiled portrayals of me and my insecurities. 🥰

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Don’t let anyone be mean to you

I’ll fight them

I’ll beat them up for u

Tony loves you a lot okay

Like you’re his chiLd how could he not adoRe you

What..

What does it matter to him what size you are

He is your father

It literally makes no difference to him

Whatsoever

But of course

Some people are r00d

They’re meanies :(

So sometimes, when a picture of you with ur fAther is posted people r like hmmm i’m gonna pick on u

bc I hate myself and I want to make you feel worse than i feel 

So they say meaN things about your weight

And how chunky you are

And every time one of those comments is posted everyone sees it

Because as much as the rule of social media is ‘don’t read the comments’

Everyone reads the damn comments

And they don’t act any different around you

The entire team is ready to back u up trust me

but they’ve caught you looking at the comments a few times

omg

Steve one time came into ur room to be like hey wanna get a smoothie with me :’)

And you were on your bed and cRying 

He panicked he does not know how to handle female members of society

He’s like rED ALERT SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME

But he sees that you’ve tossed your phone across the bed and it’s still open and lit

He reads the comment centered on the screen which is about your weight

He feels so bad omg :((

He chucks the phone across the room with that strength of his and is like oops if that broke I’ll get you a new one

And that’S HOW YOU GOT A NEW PHONE

THE END

Kidding he throws the phone and sits on your bed and is like sweetie no :((

He gives u a big hug :(((

He squeezes u real tight and half of you is worried that maybe you’re too chunky to be held and he’s like bruh you fit so well in my lap this is adorable

He knows

He’s got u :’)

He goes and gets you a laRge smoothie

Sometimes it’s natasha that finds you

And it’s that women intuition thing

Where she looks at you

And you’re not crying 

Your eyes aren’t red

Nothing seems wrong

But she walks in and she’s like oh honey no what’s going on

She tells you that you should be so so proud of who you are and what you look like

Because if you are

If you love yourself

Other people will see that

And it might give them the confidence boost that they need to love themselves

She helps you a lot

And of course Tony

He tries his best as a father he really does

So when he saw you crying oNe time over the security cameras he was like

oHmygOd i need to gO nOW

aSDKVNfnaFKNDgjafKafjafknJKNFkjnFkjNAF

He actually says that ^^

Somehow

He like bursts into your room and is like your father is here why art thou upset

And he hugs really good okay

So he hugs you and wipes away ur tears and is like acK i love you and I don’t know how to help you love yourself, so i’m just gonna keep loving you

Peter is always so worried oh no

He’s pretty close with you bc of the age thing

So he’s pretty in tune with your emotions too

And he can tell

He pays attention

He can see when your eyes are just barely red or your nose is red

Or your sleeves have dark marks on them from wiping tears

He also gives really good hugs and he does that soft thing where he lists everything that he loves about you

And he definitely mentions how much he likes your body even if you don’t

He texts you if he can’t be there right next to you and is like 

hey

hey

hey

u ok

what’s going on

r u ok

where r u

i wanna hug u

i’m coming over

I love you and I really hope that you can love yourself too, I hope that this helped in some way, but if you ever need help again, my ask and messages are always open!! 

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[cilliankelly]

text 📱 cillian & ellie.

Discord text thread featuring: cillian & @robinscnfm

When: december 25th

Mentions: @judetaylorhq @loganstjames @iitsace 

Description: ellie texts cillian to wish him merry xmas. they discuss their relationships and ellie encourages cillian to try and be better, but for himself, not for anyone else.

Trigger Warnings: insecurities galoooore but i think that’s it. 

ellie.

merry christmas dumbass 🤩 hope u had a good time and that your leg is better ❤️ you’re awesome buddy

Cillian

thanks els bells

i know i don’t always act like i do, but i really do appreciate you and shit. thanks for everything and merry christmas

also i’m sorry about your couch

ellie.

i know you do ❤️ no problem. I really did take you in just to do you a solid, buddy

no problem 😂

i might not even need to get one. Yknow, logan asked me to move in and if i do, probably the less furniture the better. U know i have enough shit as it is lmao

Cillian

👀

does this mean you’re seriously considering it?

moving in with the boyfriend?

ellie.

honestly? I kind of am

i have until mid january to think about it

and i like his apartment, plus our schedules don’t always line up because he has a day job and i have a morning job and a night job, which makes hanging out impossible sometimes

Cillian

these all seem like very sensible conclusions

ellie.

They are. I mean. Its kind of scary im ngl

Cillian

definitely scary. but good i think.

ellie.

im not used to living with anyone which definitely freaks me out

and u know i love my crappy ass apartment

but.... its also exciting idk

Cillian

no i totally get it.

i mean it’s a little different for me bc until recently i didn’t really feel like i ever had a home

but it’s nice. it’s big and it’s kind of scary but it’s also really great.

ellie.

ohhhh wait wait 👀

are u moving in w .. someone?

its such a nice apartment too im ngl

and he doesnt let me pay for anything which wasnt an issue when we were 18 but now it makes me feel ✨very guilty✨

Cillian

fuck tell me about it

and i mean... yeah. he gave me a key for christmas

ellie

omg im so happy for you!!!!

thats so so awesome

fuckin scary too but im excited for u

Cillian

thanks. i desperately trying to not fuck it up anymore than i already have. but i feel good about it.

ellie.

he wants to marry me

Cillian

holy shit

i know you guys dated in high school but you’ve been together how long?

ellie.

a fuckin MOOD but hes lucky to have u. Yall are a good match

Cillian

wow thanks. that’s actually like, good to hear.

i kind of feel like i magically won the best friend/boyfriend lottery or something

ellie.

this time around? About a month. Overall? Like almost three years

but no. What he said was that he still had the ring he’d bought back then

and that he wanted to give it to me whenever i was ready to be asked

it fuckin scares me how much he loves me idk what i did to deserve it

U SAID BOYFRIEND

Cillian

sounds like we really are in the same boat

wait what

ellie.

im so happy

yeah we are. Idk ive never been with anyone who loved me so... up front and decisively

Cillian

it’s fucking terrifying

ellie.

it is

Cillian

like i’m really happy???? but i look at him and my chest gets all tight and all i can think about is how much it’s gonna suck to lose him.

also i’m a bit buzzed on wine right now and this conversation is staying RIGHT HERE eleanor.

i have a rep to maintain

ellie.

THATS LOVEEEEE CILLIANNN

and idk im conflicted. He told me he wanted to pick it up where we left off and i told him i wanted to take it slow, and he agreed

and i do want to take it slow....... but oof falling back to the place where we used to be before It happened has been so easy its fuckin scary

Cillian

and oh my god shut uuuuuuuuuuup

i can’t even imagine.

ace is back in town and that’s been... weird

ellie.

IM NOT GONNAAAA U LOOOVE UR BF

my resolve to go slow with him is getting weaker and weaker i am such a mess

i know. I think i saw her the other day. Hows everything on that front?

Cillian

i don’t know. fine? a little awkward. i don’t have feelings for her still but like. i see her and it reminds me how shitty i was. and still am.

ellie.

and dont worry. Yes people leave but not the ones that really love you.... and i have a feeling u found it

Cillian

i think it’s really bumming him out that like... nobody knows we’re... together.

ellie.

yeah why is that?

Cillian

i don’t know...

telling people makes it like... real.

and jude thinks that by not telling people it makes it easier for me to take it all back and regress or whatever

but i just... ellie i’m like positive that i’m gonna fuck this up. and i don’t know if i want to share it. with anyone really.  not when it’s this good.

i don’t know if that makes any sense

ellie.

but its important to him

Cillian

he says it’s fine but i know it’s not.

ellie.

and listen

theres a strong possibility you WILL fuck it up and theres also a strong possibility that you will NOT fuck it up. No one knows.

and theres a possibility that he’ll fuck it up

or maybe something else will come in between you two and pull you apart

no one fucking knows ok dude

Cillian

jesus ellie, not making this any easier over here

ellie.

and you’re wasting the sweetest part of a relationship by thinking about the end

so like. The most u can do is stop thinking so far ahead, stop getting in your own way, and every day make the conscious decision to show him you love him and to not to fuck it up. Thats all any of us can do

Cillian

i don’t deserve him, i really don’t.

i’ve never felt so useless in my entire life.

ellie.

youre not useless

but i get you, i really do

Cillian

i can’t even fucking walk correctly. i can’t work. i can’t do anything

and i don’t know that i’ve ever like, really wanted to be better. but fuck. he deserves more than this.

ellie.

no no dont think like that

if you want to do anything about becoming more educated or some shit like that you have to do it for YOU because YOU deserve better

Cillian

it was hard enough the first time around. i’m just not cut out for it.

ellie.

i just think you havent found the right motivation

Cillian

and what’s that? the right motivation?

ellie.

idk how to describe it

like when i was in college i would think about graduating and being independent and it got me through boring classes and shit like that

so yeah. maybe what you need is motivation

Cillian

i know this is dumb. and it’s gonna get me an eye roll or something. but it’s just so much easier... to not.

ellie.

no its not dumb

but like. sometimes the things that are worth it arent the easy ones

Cillian

i just don’t want to fail again.

ellie.

bad news, youre gonna

Cillian

you’re all sunshine and rainbows this evening

ellie.

im tipsyyy

and also giving it to u straight

ur gonna fail bc failing is just. part of the human experience

but !! ur also gonna succeed my dude

Cillian

i guess you don’t know if you don’t try.

ellie.

also idk i think ur fear is valid and it happens to me too

so i just think itd be bullshit to tell u like <3 ur not gonna fail <3 everything will work out <3

Cillian

yeah. i wouldn’t believe you if you said that anyways.

ellie.

yeah exactly so like

the best thing i can say is that when you think that youre gonna fail just. try to think the opposite

Cillian

easier said than done

but i appreciate the advice

ellie.

yeah i know it is

no problem buddy <3 anytime

[aaronhart93]

text || alison & aaron

Discord text thread featuring: aaron & @alison-haynes

When: december 16

Mentions: @quentindelancret​ @ronnieroy @wtf-eden @lemonkiaiyo

Description: aaron spills his guts about quentin to alison and alison asks aaron for advice about lemon 

TW: -

Alison.

I know you’re spending the night Christmas Eve, so we can do Christmas morning together. Do you want to stay for Christmas dinner? Or are you heading to your moms?

Aaron.

maybe I’ll ask my mom and Ireland to your place?

by the way. Eden and Ronnie are staying with me for a bit. Just so you know who’s here when Des is here. Ronnie’s apartment was broken into and Eden needs some space from her boyfriend

Alison.

yes, that’s fine with me! I’d love to have them here.

I love Eden and Ronnie. Thanks for letting me know though. Are they both doing okay?

Aaron.

Ronnie is shaken up and Eden is just stressed. I think it’s good for them to be together though lol they’re something else when they’re together

Alison.

Well they are lucky to have you helping them out

Aaron.

also

I have another thing to tell you

like get off my chest

don’t judge me plz

Alison.

oh boy

go for it

Aaron.

so I um

remember when I told you about Quentin and how I wanted him to meet Des and you told me to figure out how I feel about him

well

it unfortunately hit me up side the head after the holiday party. I know he’s in love with me and I’m pretty sure I’m in love with him. Thing is...last night I took him out for his birthday at throuple. Some of our friends were there including Roman and I snuck off to get drunk and flirt with Roman AT Q’S BDAY PARTY. And I feel soooo terrible about it

Alison.

*ugh emoji*

if you’re in love with him, do you want it to turn into something,

Aaron.

hey I told you you couldn’t judge me

I’m not sure.

no I like being single

Alison.

I’m not judging

How do you love someone and not want to do something about it?

Aaron.

a lot of reasons

I love my freedom and being single

and I don’t want to hurt him. I think it might be better for us to just stay the way we are and not put any restrictive label on it

Alison.

I don’t know. If I loved someone, i think it’d probably hurt more to not be together.

but it’s a relationship between you guys, you know what’s best for your two

Aaron.

i don’t know. But I haven’t exactly told him how I feel

and at the holiday party...we were getting really intimate. Like. We’ve had sex before obviously but it felt so much more intense this time

and then I pushed him off of me like a dick because I couldn’t handle it

Alison.

are you going to tell him how you feel?

Yikes...that’s tough. Have you been intimate with him since?

Aaron.

if you count drunk sex as intimacy then yes

and no. i mean...i dont know...if i do things will change with us

Alison.

I feel like things are going to change either way

Aaron.

explaiiinnn

Alison.

with what happened at the holiday party, I feel like that could happen again. If you love him, sex is going to be intense and what if you just can’t have sex with him anymore?  Maybe if your feelings are out there it will make things easier

Aaron.

i cant imagine a world where i can't have sex with him lmao

Alison.

well it’s happened once before, it could just get more intense

Aaron.

https://media.tenor.co/videos/0d5495d03063a544f7f621e8c6a978e6/mp4

Alison. 

just trying to be honest with you

Aaron.

i know

thats why im coming to you with this

Alison.

ultimately it’s your decision, I just feel like if your feelings are on the table it might be better.

Aaron.

im afraid of admitting that to him though

Alison.

are you afraid of it destroying everything? Or afraid of what might come of it?

Aaron.

both

Alison.

I think you should think about it. Like truly think about it. Telling him might have a better outcome than you think it will

Aaron.

ugh okay i hear you

doesnt mean im gonan do it though

Alison.

at least think about it

Aaron.

i hear you, respectfully disagree, but hear you

loll

Alison.

you were scared to start a relationship with Eden when that started up, and that went well. So just remember, relationships aren’t terrible.

Aaron.

it went well bc we acted more like best friends than lovers

Alison.

think about it

Aaron.B

but you're right it wasn't a terrible relationship

okay

ellie is gonna take Des to piano today btw. am i picking her up or are you

Alison.

I can pick her up

also can we talk about that weather on Sunday? Did you know it was supposed to snow?

Aaron.

no clue

hope you stayed warm lmfao

Alison.

I did

I was not expecting to be locked in all day on my birthday though

Aaron.

yeah but im sure you loved an excuse to stay in

im just glad the babysitter was able to keep Des for longer

Alison.

It was a nice day for sure. Best birthday I’ve had in a while

I thought the same thing about the twins. I was stresssing over the thought of the nanny bringing them home in the storm

Aaron.

im glad they're okay

were you alone....or

Alison.

no I wasn’t alone

Aaron.

explainnn

Alison.

Lemon wanted to walk me home from the party, and when we got back I invited him up for coffee and we just talked.....and talked and talked. Next thing I knew it was morning and we were snowed in together

Aaron.

ya'll had cofffffeeeeeeee after a party at a bar?? lmao

Alison.

yes yes we did

no judgement Aaron

Aaron.

hey.

No judgement

just a questionnnnnn

Alison.

it was a great cup of coffee

but speaking about lemon, I need your advice on something

Aaron.

hahaha okay hit me!!

Alison.

1. Do you think I should make a move and ask him to maybe be official? Or should I wait to see if he makes that move?

2. I should keep Christmas gifts for him not too crazy, right? You know I love to spoil people at Christmas

Aaron.

you just met this man like two weeks ago. Less than that. Are you sure you’ve gotten to know him well enough to make it official? What if hes like a murdered or something?

definitely don’t make it crazy. Especially since you’re well off and he’s not. But you could probably buy him some nice things!!

Alison.BOTToday at 3:00 PM

Has it really only been a couple weeks? It feels like it has been longer than that. I can’t explain it Aaron, but something feels right about him. Like, there is something there that I didn’t even feel with the twins father. I know it’s fast, but I just have these feelings that I know I won’t be able to shake anytime soon. Also, he’s too sweet to be a murderer so I’ve ruled that option out. Plus, the world already thinks we’re together, someone shared a photo online of us kissing at the holiday party and paps caught lemon coming into my pent that night

I’m struggling to come up with good ideas for him. I’ve written something for him, and he was telling me about this flower from his native island,  I was thinking about doing research and trying to get him some of those flowers. Is that weird? It’s probably weird.

I don’t want to weird him out

Aaron.

okay well you can't really fairly compare him to the twins' father. he sucks. for like 2345 different reasons. so that not really a great comparison. the pap photos don't surprise me though. have u talked to him about that? like...ngl getting papped for being alison haynes' life takes a lot of getting used to. even for me, and i already had some exposure with rich kids. what did you write for him???? i wanna hear. i think the song and the flower would suffice as a christmas gift, especially considering he might make something for you too ya know?? the flower thing isnt weird, it's really really thoughtful.

Alison.

but I didn’t think he was a tool when I dated him. I thought he was the person I’d spend my entire life with. We all know the truth behind him now. But there is just something I feel for Lemon that I need to explore. We talked a little bit about it at the holiday party after he kissed me, but I did text him today about all of it. Because we’re trending on Twitter. I told him I’d make a public statement and shut it down if that is what he wants. But I’m waiting to hear back from him. I really hope it doesn’t scare him off, but I do know we need to talk about it because it is a lot. I haven’t recorded it yet, but I’ll play it for you next time I see you. You think so? I just don’t want to seem weird.

Aaron.

i think you need to see how he feels about that honestly...because that could be a big thing for him. especially since he grew up so modestly...hes so not used to that

the flower is probably way more thoughtful of a gift that i would ever think of

Alison.

I know. Of course I am going to talk to him about it before I do anything crazy. I'm just nervous it's too much, its too much for a lot of people.

Aaron.

it is, yeah. but i really hope it works out

im gonna have to have a stern talking to him though

Alison.

i do too

oh boy, not the big bad aaron stern talk

Aaron.

tell him to be afraid lmao

Alison.

i'll warn him

[haikyupid]

Order from Soft Tears,

Hello! May I please order a Dalgona Matchup Latte? 😌 I’m an Aries and my Myers-Brigg is ISTP. At first I might seem shy but once I open up it’s impossible to shut me up but that doesn’t mean that I will hesitate to kill someone if they deserve it. I generally speak my mind whether people like it or not so I’m quite blunt. I hate routines, they bore me. I’m impatient and short tempered and I hate being tied down or told what to do. You never have to guess where you stand with me, as I will always let you know. In love, I’m more of a one-on-one person. I can never get too much attention or solo time with my s/o. I’ll try to put my partner first in all matters, and I expect the same in return. That doesn’t mean I’m a pushover though since, like I said, I’m not into being suffocated or controlled. I just love attention (giving and receiving), and I want to share my most intimate side with someone I can trust. As you can tell, I’m a huge hopeless romantic and I dig cliches as long as they don’t make me cringe. I’m a night owl I tend to go to sleep late. I love taking on leadership roles and being challenged since I’m very competitive. I’m actually quite taller than average females, my height being 5’8”. I like reading, listening to music, working out if I don’t feel lazy or if i feel like it, going out with my friends. I’ve played volleyball and basketball for my school teams but I quit because how toxic the teams have become. Now I only play them for fun. Thank you so much for this and I hope I managed to follow all of the instructions. 💞

Thank you for ordering and following the instructions, you’ve made Kyupid very happy! Dalgona Matchup Latte coming right up— oh, and I think I already mentioned something about the side effects; so I matcha up with ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

➞ this relationship is just filled with love; that sounds like an obvious thing to have in a relationship, but this is just different — you both take ‘i can’t picture the future without you’ to a whole new level

➞ he falls for you first, and he fell hard; at that point, he just knew that there was no turning back, you were the one periodt

➞ he probably realized it when you suddenly stopped blabbering after you realized that he was just staring at you intently and got a bit flustered; all he could think about was ‘no, please don’t stop talking to me. i want to see your eyes sparkle more, i want to hear your voice more, i want you to be happy around me more. i want to be one of the reasons behind that heavenly laugh of yours. i want to see that beautiful smile of yours… for the rest of my life’

➞ of course he wanted you to be his, but even if you didn’t see him like that, he still wanted you to be a part of his life — that’s how important you became to him

➞ he will give you all of his love and attention; he’ll definitely voice out how much he loves that you’re quite clingy, he’ll even ask for you to not hold back with it

➞ expect to be treated like a princess; you’re literally gonna be spoiled with everything, whether it’s gifts or affection, you name it, it’s all yours

➞ he may need you to initiate the majority of your guys’ convos since he’s afraid that he might say something wrong (he’s canonically blunt, taunting, and have no filter) so bear with him, he’s still trying to be more sociable since he isn’t really experienced in that department (skdkskdk it hurt writing that)

➞ sometimes it’s obvious who loves the other one more between most couples; but with y’all? nuh-uh, y’all are just pure on simps for each other and it’s mad obvious to everyone; literally expect everyone at shiratorizawa to have made a ship name for y’all already, like it’s just that obvious

➞ semi will probably say, “look, it’s y/n” just to distract tendou, and mans will always look even if he knew that you were on vacay with your parents in a another country, like he’s just so whipped—

➞ i think because he’s very clueless when it comes to love, he resorts to watching romance movies to maybe learn a thing or two that may impress you

➞ but bby is so pure and innocent, he mostly copies the ones from disney; his fav would be the lady and the tramp spaghetti scene

“…what’re you doing?”

“i’m fhying thfwo be romanthwic.”

“what?”

“i said i was trying to be romantic 🥺 that was the last noodle… now we can’t be like dogs in love.”

“hey, how about we copy ellie and carl’s love story, hm?”

“…sato, she ends up dead.”

“well clearly not that part; but i want to live happily ever after with you. just us, and mini-me’s running around our front yard, while we just hold hands on the porch and drink our tea— what i’m trying to say is, i’ll marry you in the future, so wait until then, alright?”

➞ dates will include midnight escapades to the park to play some sports or just to sit on the slides and stargaze; spontaneous trips to tokyo literally right after school; pet store dates where you’ll see how caring and sweet he actually is; he’ll probably pull out a wagon and tell you to get on it, and you’ll probably just make everyone in your neighborhood smile and remember that love exists when they hear just a bunch of laughs and giggles, and they look outside to see you two and see how tendou looks at you with pure love in his eyes while he’s pulling you around the block like i— uwu, just uwu

➞ expect tendou to turn mundane things into competitions like, “baby, i bet i can slurp this juice box faster than you” and he’ll just completely fawn over how you suddenly have this glint in your eyes and you just look so beautiful to him

➞ you’re always showered with affection, but doesn’t mean that he doesn’t give you your space when needed

➞ he is not at all controlling; like literally unless you’re doing something that may cause you harm, then mans won’t interfere until you tell him to

wanna wear a tight dress? “of course, babe, you look breathtaking as always.”

wanna change your appearance? “ooh, a surprise! i’m all for this, sweetie. should i change mine too, so we could be matchy-matchy if you want?”

wanna hang out with a couple of friends, “you don’t need to ask me for permission, but i really appreciate it. go have fun, baby, and tell me all about it when you get home.”

➞ he may get jealous when you talk about your guy friends though, but he won’t stop you from hanging out with them (you’re not his property, and he’s very aware of that) he’ll most likely just pout and be like “but i’m your baby, right?”

➞ he gets insecure because of his past, he’ll end up thinking that you’re too perfect for him and that he doesn’t deserve you; so please give him all the affection and love that he’s starved of (or i’ll pull and steal ur mans, bby boo)

➞ just know that he’s very grateful to have you in his life; even if you do end up rejecting him, he’ll accept everything just for you to always be a part of his life even if you end up just being a friends

➞ btw, your height? damn, he literally thinks it’s so sexy, and the fact that he can literally just kiss you without having to worry about neck or back pains? he will literally end up peppering you with kisses, like legit you might end up suffocating (good luck with that, bby 😌✌️)

➞ i think you might be wearing the pants in the relationship…

➞ but anyways, you and tendou just radiate love energy to everyone; legit everyone sees the two of you with heart emojis all around and i mean, who wouldn’t want to be around a love so strong like you two’s?

I really hope that you enjoyed your Dalgona Matchup Latte! Here’s a visual of your movie-esque relationship: he’ll pull the cliché ‘let’s compare hands’ move before you guys will start dating, and ever since then, he’ll just adore the warmth of having your hands in his; your first kiss after a lil’ spontaneous hiking at a cliff; how he hugs you whenever he’s lost in his feeling for you (which is literally almost all the time) before leaning in to give a soft peck on your cheek; he will often feel as though maybe you shouldn’t be with him and that you deserve better, so during those times, please comfort him and remind him that he’s loved.

Thank you so, so much for ordering and being so kind; Kyupid hopes to see you again! Have a wonderful day, cutiepie ♡⋆.ೃ࿔*

an: you’re literally so nice 🥺 like thank you, bby, honestly. i really hope you enjoyed this! pls give tendou all the love and kisses that he deserves.

also thank you for requesting, bcus of you, i just now realized that i have been sleeping on my bby chicken tendou, and i will now commit to being a full time simp just for him… so expect me to pull up if you ever hurt my mans 😤🥺 jk ily

if you notice anything wrong with your request, dm me please so i can fix it! if the gif isn’t working if you don’t see any colored texts at all.

[rosesfromcth]

Too Hot

word count:1.8k

Part 1/?

Summary: Enemies to lovers trope, frat boy! Calum hood, etc.

Inspired by the calum hood sidehoes gc credits to all of them for ideas especially @slimthicccal screw u

It was dark and crowded. You had decided to go out with a group of friends to what was supposed to be a chill hang out. But as your group was hanging out one of them got a text from their boyfriend telling her about a party at his frat house. You had begrudgingly agreed to go with them, figuring they would need someone to keep them in check. You had an early morning the next day so you didn’t want to get drunk or anything.

You were standing in a dark corner, gathered in a circle with a few of your friends, they were all talking about other people that were at the party when you heard a familiar name. Calum Hood. They all started to talk about how attractive they thought he was. You couldn’t help but feel your eyes roll every time someone said anything along the lines of, ‘Oh My God!’ “I swear!’ or ‘He’s so hot.’ You hated how much attention he got. Sure, he was a very attractive guy. But he was way too attractive for you to ever trust him. You were sure something had to be up with him.

“Hey Y/N, you should totally go for Calum. You two would be such a good fit together.” One of your friends, Isabel, giggled and soon the rest of them were nodding their heads in agreement.

“I bet Ashton could set it up, they’re good friends, same fraternity, too.” Your friend who had gotten you all invited to the party spoke up. Ashton was her serious, long term boyfriend, anytime she mentioned him, you swore you heard wedding bells ringing.

“Absolutely fucking not.” You snorted. Everyone in your circle looks at you in shock for a minute and no one says anything right away.

“Wait why? He’s so hot and he’s, like, a good guy.” Isabel protested.

“I’m so not interested, I fuckin hate him.” You said. You felt a little uncomfortable at the confession that had just fallen from your lips. You didn’t really hate anyone, but for some reason, you felt such strong emotions toward the dark haired boy.  

“Why? What did he do? I’m not kidding, if he hurt you, I’ll hurt him.” Maren, another girl, said suddenly.

“It’s stupid, but like he’s too fucking good looking to be the kind of guy he is. He’s too perfect, something doesn’t add up. I don’t fucking trust him.” You admit.

“What? Does little Y/N have a crush? All the more reason for me to set you up.” Ellie said as she called her boyfriend over. “Ashton, come here!’

Ashton heard her and walked over from the opposite side of the basement, it was amazing how he heard her from across the room, and it was so loud and crowded. “What’s up, babe?” He asked as he greeted her by wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing the side of her forehead.

“We HAVE to set Y/N and Calum up, she totally likes him.” Ellie said.

“I,” you interrupted, “do not like him, he’s an entitled ass. He’s too good looking and he’s too nice and smart. Besides don’t you think he can be kind of cocky and, I don’t know, smirky?”

“C’mon, there’s no way you hate him because he’s hot.”

“You totally like him, you can’t hide it from us.”

“Y’all would be a power couple if you got together.”

“I can go talk to him right now, Y/N, if you want? He’s here somewhere. I saw him like twenty minutes ago.” Ashton said

“Ashton, thanks but don’t. Can we drop it please?” Ashton seems to get it but no one else takes the hint or notices the slight icy tone in your voice.

“Don’t be ridiculous. Ashton, go get him right now!” Ellie demands.

“I said drop it. Don’t mention him again. I don’t like him. At all.” This time, your voice was completely icy and everyone could tell just how serious you were. For the second time that night, everyone was quiet. Then they moved on to a new subject, not wanting to push you. You were quiet for the rest of the night, waiting to leave the party. You were no longer in a good mood and couldn’t wait to get home but you had to stay to make sure everyone else got home safe as they continued to drink the night away.

It didn’t take long for news of your dislike for the popular frat boy to spread across campus. You were both fairly recognizable people on campus, you had been on the top of the dean’s list ever since your first semester at university and this was your second year as Student Government president. Not to mention the many other positions you held across campus and the many other organizations that you were a part of. You had a very good reputation on campus. You were well liked and very friendly to everyone you met which is why people were so surprised to hear of your hatred for Calum Hood. Calum was known well for being his Fraternity’s President, team captain of the intramural soccer team, volunteering on campus during the week and the parties he throws off campus on the weekends.  He was also known for, as had been brought to your attention too many times to count, the fact that he was insanely hot.

----

“Hood, did you hear that Y/N basically hates you guts?” Luke mentioned casually one day while their group was getting a late lunch after classes.

“She does?” Calum asked. He had no idea she felt that way. He’d barely every spoke to her so it seemed odd, but maybe it was just a rumor.

“Yeah. She was so pissed at the party last Friday night when someone mentioned that the two of you would be a cute couple. What did you do to her?” Luke continued.

Calum would be lying if he said he’d never thought about Y/N that way. She was cute, in a girl-next-door kind of way, and she totally acted the part. Top of her class, super sweet to EVERY ONE and she was always laughing. She seemed insanely innocent and as far as he knew, she’d never been the hook up type and he couldn’t remember her ever having a boyfriend. She had her shit together, anyone could see that.

“I mean, I have no idea. I don’t think I’ve ever really talked to her before so I don’t know what I could have done to piss her off.” Calum said. He could feel himself growing more confused as he thought about it. He couldn’t think of anything that he could’ve done to upset you. He was quiet throughout the rest of lunch as the rest of the boys moved on and chatted about a variety of other things.

---

It was just about a week later when it finally caught up to you. You were sitting in the on-campus coffee shop, doing some study for a huge exam you had coming up when Calum Hood walked in. You barely gave him a glance when you heard the door to the shop swing open, you saw his dark mop of curls and turned back to your work. You were not about to have a conversation with Mr. Pretty Boy. Typically, when people you knew walked in, you would wave at them or have a quick conversation, but you were not in the mood to talk to him. You hated hating him, it was exhausting and it felt like he was always taking up room in your life. You didn’t hate people, you always went out of your way to be nice to others and not in a fake nice type of way. So instead of being rude to Calum Hood, you would always be courteous and polite if you had to interact with him, but nothing more, nothing less.

Realizing, your focus was completely on Calum, you shook yourself out of it before turning back to your work. You were stressed enough about this exam without worrying about Calum so you needed to get back to studying. You put your headphones back in and softly hummed along to the Aces while jotting notes down and making flashcards, occasionally picking your coffee up to take a sip. You had completely forgotten about him until you felt a shadow fall over your table. When you looked up, there he was standing so you unplugged your headphones.

“Hello Calum.” You nodded. He must’ve taken it as an invitation to sit down because that’s what he did next.

“How’s my favorite student government president?” He smiled at you from what was now, his seat. He was happy by your pleasant greeting. He had been surprised to see you in the shop but was happy it gave him a chance to talk to you and gauge your feelings.

“I’m great, how about yourself?” You asked trying to think of way to get out of there.

“I’m pretty good, the frat and soccer team have both been-” He was cut off by you quickly grabbing your stuff.

“Oh shoot. I’m sorry I actually have to run. I totally forgot I have a thing to get to, like, now. I can’t be late. I’m sure you know how it is.” You rushed as you grabbed your stuff. You knew you weren’t being very tactful about leaving especially not about your excuse but you couldn’t just sit there and chit chat with him.

He slumped back in his seat and started to say goodbye but you were already crossing the shop. He looked upset and you almost felt bad. But not really. He had so many girls falling at his feet and why should you feel bad for him when he had everything with the flick of his wrist?

“Wait, actually! Hold up, Y/N!” He shouted as walked across the shop and caught the door behind you. You were surprisingly fast for your size and he had to speed walk to keep up.

“Y/N. I know you don’t like me.” He said loudly. This made you stop in your tracks.

“That’s not true.” You stuttered. “I’m just in a rush. Really. Calum.”

“Get off it. I know it’s true, obviously, by the way you’re acting.” He says. “All I want to know is why.”

This time you stopped in your tracks.

“Really. Calum? Not everything is about you. I don’t know why you’re bringing this up. Not everyone has to like you.” You sighed.

He stared down at you, you were itching to get out of there, so you rolled your eyes at him before trying to walk away. This time, he grabbed your arm, gently, and nudged you back. You could’ve easily pulled away but you let him.

“Ooh, that really hurt, angel.” He rubbed a small circle over his heart. “Here I was, under the impression that you were friendly.”

“Well I am. Just not to you.” You scoff, this time, you walk away and don’t let him get the chance to get another word in. However, you did hear him softly mutter, “what the fuck?”

[luxurylives]

Missing Pieces Part 3

Missing Pieces Part 3

Pairing: Logan x Vanessa Kingsley

Book(s): Ride or Die: A Bad Boy Romance

Word Count: 2,000+

Rating: PG

Summary: Logan and Vanessa travel to the east coast. 

Author’s Note: The third part to Missing Pieces is here. If some names are unfamiliar, the characters are from Hollywood U and/or High School Story. Pixelberry Studios own the characters.

 Tagging: @brightpinkpeppercorn @desiree-0816 @leelee10898 @lilyofchoices @emceesynonymroll @client-327

Vanessa stared out the window trying to process everything that had happened the past few days. First, she reunited with her old friend Chelsea McIntyre, second, they met two attractive strangers for a night out, third it turns both of them came with baggage, and fourth she was now traveling across the country with one of them so he can seek the proper care he needs. Anyone else would have run for the hills, however, she stayed by his side, and she could not fathom what motivated her to do so. Vanessa glanced at her phone and turned to Logan who was asleep and listening to music. Chelsea’s words kept coming back to her and she had to admit there was a small part of her that knew she was right; however, Chelsea didn’t have a stellar history with men either. Vanessa’s eyes traveled to Logan’s phone which was sitting in front of him. The screen lit up with an incoming message.

“If I could just…” she whispered to herself and slowly reached over to tap the screen.

“How are you doing today?”

Vanessa felt every hair on her body stand up and reeled her hand back. She turned to the train conductor smiling innocently. Logan opened his eyes and also turned to him.

“We’re fine, smooth ride so far” Vanessa answered cheerfully.

“Wonderful, we’ll be arriving in Birchport, Massachusetts soon” the conductor gave each of them a smile and proceeded to check in with the other passengers.

“Thanks again for doing this Vanessa, I don’t think I could have done this alone”.

Vanessa placed her hand on his thigh and smiled. “Don’t mention it”.

“You said your grandparents live in Birchport?”

“They do…but they’re in Turtle Bay for the summer” Vanessa said. “I wish they didn’t go…we could have stayed with them”.

“Do you think they would be okay with you visiting unannounced and bringing a guy over?”

Vanessa laughed and shook her head, she knew if that happened, they would immediately assume the worse and call her parents. “Well, when you put it that way probably not”.

“I read that there is a bed and breakfast in town that is pretty good, hopefully, we can stay there”.

“We still have to get to Boston too and get you checked into the rehab center” Vanessa said and began stretching her arms. “I can’t believe BeeTrak didn’t have any direct routes from California to Massachusetts”.

“Yea…” Logan’s voice trailed off for a minute, remembering the lie he told Vanessa. She was under the impression that his family knew he was coming and we’re going to get him checked in to this rehab center in Boston. “I was thinking we could catch a bus from Birchport to Boston…or we could try to get a rental car?”

Vanessa thought for a moment and then remembered the car her grandparents had at their house. “Maybe we can drive…we could borrow my grandfather’s car”.

“Hold on…I thought you said they were out of town?”

“I have a key” Vanessa replied. “We’ll stay the night and rest, head to their place in the morning, take the car, and we’re off to Boston”.

Logan smiled, that sound exactly like something that Ellie would have done. His thoughts drifted to the day they came up with the plan to take down the Brotherhood. Ellie’s quick thinking saved the Mercy Park Crew. Logan sighed, wondering where Ellie was now and if she thought about him.

“Hey space cadet, are you there?”

Logan turned back to Vanessa and playfully bumped her shoulder. “Definitely” he leaned in planting a kiss to her cheek.

 Once the train reached the station in Birchport, Logan and Vanessa arranged for a taxi to drop them off at the bed and breakfast. After a while, they arrived at a quaint, picturesque canary home with a wrap-around porch with various shrubs and flowers planted at the bottom. Once the taxi parked, Logan and Vanessa paid the driver and got their bags out of the trunk.

“Nice place” Logan said.

“I’ve actually been here before…looks different” Vanessa scoped the property. She remembered her parents brought her here years ago when she graduated high school. They rented out most of the rooms and had a family gathering. Now, it was almost unrecognizable with the new exterior.

“Hopefully they have some space” Logan said as he reached the stairs and opened the door. Vanessa entered first with Logan following close behind. Once inside, they saw a man seated at a desk reading.

“Hello, how can I help you?” the man stood up and set his book down.  

“We were hoping you had some rooms available? Just for one night” Logan said.

“Let me check” the man began typing away at the computer. “Room 104 upstairs is available”.

“Does it have separate bedrooms?”

“It does not…”

Logan exchanged a look with Vanessa who shrugged.

“I guess we can take it” Vanessa said.

Logan reached into his back pocket for his wallet and started to pull out some bills. Vanessa got her purse out and placed a hand over his. “I’ll cover it, you got us the train tickets”.

Once they paid, the man handed them their keys. “Alright, I hope you enjoy your stay, my name is Cesar De La Cruz. If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask me or my wife, Althea…”. Shortly a woman joined them from the kitchen wearing an apron and smiled politely at Logan and Vanessa.

“I heard my name? Oh! Guests! Hi, welcome to Birchport” Althea shook hands with them and smiled warmly.

“Thank you, we’re going to get these upstairs” Logan grabbed the bags and headed up the stairs. With Vanessa following close behind.

 That night Logan sat in the small living room going over what he had and what his foster parents told him about his family. At least he had two addresses—the hospital and home. She could be at either and possibly with more of his relatives. While he browsed a few more articles he found online about his mother, he noticed Vanessa through the bedroom door which was slightly ajar. Logan looked up, a towel was wrapped around her waist, tight enough to highlight each curve of her frame. Logan swallowed as his eyes drifted lower, the door closed in his face. Logan blinked and looked back at his laptop running his hands through his hair as the blow dryer blared from the other side of the door. After a few moments, Vanessa walked out of the bedroom wearing a short silk white robe, fur slides, and her hair tied into a bun. Logan quietly cleared his throat, trying not to look.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you” Vanessa said.

“About what?” Logan closed the lid to his laptop, giving Vanessa his undivided attention.

“I’ve been thinking…and I want you to be completely, utterly, honest with me”.

Logan felt his heart beating double time. She was on his case—again.

“Marco, Chelsea had told me some things about Javier…he had a picture of some cars and she found a gun..”.

“Cars? Gun?”

“A Devore GT and a Yottsume Halberdier”.

Logan stared at Vanessa blankly, he could feel each gear in his brain turning, trying to make sense of what she was saying. Why would he have pictures of his car? And not just his car—Mona’s car as well. How well did he know Javier? They worked together and hung out occasionally. Logan tried to remember the times they hung out—nothing suspicious came to mind. However, it started to sink in that Logan didn’t really know him that well. “What else did Chelsea say?” Logan asked calmly.

Vanessa shook her and pulled her legs towards her and looked down at the floor. “Nothing, but can you just tell me what is really going on? I cannot deal with being…”.

“Being what?”

Vanessa blinked back her tears and shook her head. “Being used”.

Logan stared at her, noticing the amount hurt and pain washing over her. “Maybe I’m not the one who needs to talk right now”.

Vanessa looked up at him, a tear sliding down her cheek. Logan moved closer to her and wiped the tear away with his thumb.

“Vanessa, talk to me”.

Vanessa shook her head, hesitating but felt Logan’s touch as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “It started last summer…well a little before that”.

“What happened?”

“James Ashton happened” Vanessa answered. “I had a crush on him for years, we grew up together in Northbridge, our families did business together, ran in the same circles…”.

“What went wrong?”

“James told me he didn’t feel the same way and then fast forward to last summer we ended up sleeping together”.

“Did you date?”

“No…little did I know he was cheating on his girlfriend at the time with me”.

“Vanessa…” Logan frowned and gently rubbed her shoulder.

“I also met Shae and Nikki that same summer, I thought they were my friends but all they did was stab me in the back. They got me drunk and posted pictures and a story on FaceSpace of me stripping in a bar and streaking on the beach” Vanessa turned away from Logan and wiped her eyes.

“What happened?”

“I mean they took it down, but the damage was already done, I lost my internship with the company my Dad had partnered with and soon after they parted ways and it's just been…a mess ever since”.  

“Why did they do it?”

“Their parents worked for my father a while back and he…he had made some bad business dealings and caused their parents to lose their jobs…I guess they targeted me to get back at him”.

Logan rubbed her shoulder as Vanessa began to cry softly. A small part of him felt for her, especially with the way he was stringing her along. “Vanessa, look at me,” Logan said and gently placed his palm on her cheek.

Vanessa turned to look at him, leaning into his warm touch, his deep brown eyes staring back at her.

“You don’t worry about me hurting you”.

A small smile appeared on Vanessa’s face. Logan wiped her tears away and pushed a strand of her hair out of her face. “I don’t want to see you cry either”.

“Thank you” Vanessa said. She placed her hand atop of his, her heart racing.

Logan smiled and pulled her closer to him and hugged her tightly. As they separated, Vanessa rested her head on his shoulder and Logan put his arm around her. After a while, they drifted off to sleep to the sound of each other’s heartbeat.

 Logan woke up early the next morning to the distant sound of his phone vibrating. Vanessa was still snuggled up against him and the sun was rising in Birchport. Logan quietly separated himself from her and tip-toed over to his phone. “Hello?”

“Hey! How’s it going?”

“Tell him I said hi”

Logan lowered the phone staring at the number, not recognizing it. “Who is this?”

Laughter arose on the other end of the line. “Logan, it’s me, Ximena, and Toby is here too”.

Logan felt his heart stop and relief washed over him. “Sorry, I didn’t…it’s been a while”.

“Damn right! Put him on speaker!” Toby called from the background.

Logan lowered the volume and crept into the bedroom and sat on the bed. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw Ximena and Toby, it had been months.

“How did you guys track me down?”

“Well, that is part of the reason we are calling…she’s here”.

Logan felt his heart stop and every hair on his body standing. “Wait…are you…”.

There was silence on the other end of the line and then a soft, innocent voice spoke. “Hey, Logan”.

Logan nearly dropped the phone and ran his fingers through his hair. He couldn’t believe it, after all this time…it was her. He felt his eyes watering and his heart racing, once he calmed down, he spoke, “Hey Troublemaker”.

[oboevallis]

Hi! Glad you’re back. Can u do one of thanksgiving? With both families? But Link doesn’t have cancer? Thanks

thanksgiving

hola, thanks for the prompt i really appreciate it, i hope you have an amazing day!

“Okay, Amelia, I think you should calm down.” Link calmly stated with their baby propped on his hip.

“Calm down? You think I’m just going to calm down?” Amelia accused as she aggressively chopped potatoes.

“It’s just thanksgiving dinner, there’s no reason to get yourself into such a state.”

“Do realize this is the first time our parents are meeting each other? The first time my mother is meeting Ellis and Scout? The first time my mother has seen Meredith since the funeral? The first time your parents are going to realize how crazy the person you’ve decided to have a child with is?” Amelia quickly rambled.

“I promise it’s going to be okay. It’s going to be chaotic like everything else in our lives, but it’s going to be fine. We can go to Meredith’s earlier if you like so we can introduce Scout to your mother. I’m sure she’s been aquatinted with Ellis since she spent the night there. It’s going to be fine.” Her boyfriend encouragingly smiled, placing their son in his high chair to assist Amelia with the food they were bringing over.

“Thank you.” Amelia took a minute to admire her boyfriend, grateful she found someone like him. He just smiled in response as he closed the tabs on the Tupperware.

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“It’s never too late to go home.” Amelia smiled trying to seduce her boyfriend into letting them go home.

“Hmm, except it is.” He rhythmically knocked on the door. A very excited Zola opened the door and greeted them, welcoming them in.

“Oh goodness this must be, Scout.” Carolyn gushed admiring her newest grandson. She stepped further into the foyer.

“Yeah.” Amelia smiled taking a moment to admire her child. Each time she looked at him, the more blown away she was at the fact that he was everything to her. “Do you want to hold him?”

“Of course.” Carolyn kindly smiled, reaching her arms out to the small child. Amelia turned around looking for her boyfriend, but realized he was already in the kitchen helping out. “He looks a lot like you when you were a baby. Bigger than you though, you were always incredibly tiny.”

“Yeah, it seems like he’s taking a lot of Link’s traits already.” Amelia chuckled, she’d be lying if she said the sight of her mother and son didn’t make her happy.

“Okay, I’ll have some baby time later.” Carolyn passed the baby back to her daughter. “I’m going to go help in the kitchen.” Amelia smiled and made her way to her old room. She set up her sons portable crib and placed him down. She thought it was best to let him sleep now so he wouldn’t be as cranky when he was being passed around.

“What can I help with?” The neurosurgeon asked as she came into the kitchen.

“Could you set the table?” Carolyn asked.

“Of course.” Amelia smiled, and collected the fine dishware to set the table with.

“That’s probably the best job for you.” Link chuckled remembering last night when she burned mad and cheese.

“I burn Mac and cheese once and now I’m incapable of cooking.” Amelia chuckled throwing her hands up in the air.

“I don’t blame him, do you remember the Thanksgiving I broke my wrist and you and Addie made dinner?” Carolyn asked laughing.

“That’s a thanksgiving I’ll never forget.” Amelia laughed reminiscing on the memory. “I hope you know that we didn’t give Nancy food poisoning, and that she was just pregnant.”

“I realized months later, when she finally told me.” Carolyn chuckled.

“How did they react when you told them you were having Thanksgiving in Seattle?” Amelia asked as she placed down the silverware at each spot.

“I think it was upsetting for them we’ve never had one apart, but they’re all together with their kids. I’m actually a little bit relieved, I can’t stand their husbands family’s.”

“At least you don’t hate them like you did towards Bizzy and the Captain.” Amelia chuckled, she could remember multiple occasions when it looked like her mother wanted to strangle them.

“Who?” Link asked.

“Addison’s parents.” Amelia answered. “That’s even what they had their kids call them.”

“That was such a strange family.” Carolyn chuckled. “But aren’t we all?”

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“I’ll get it.” Zola announced as the doorbell rang. Link followed behind her assuming it was his parents.

“You found a good one.” Carolyn whispered to her daughter.

“Yeah, I did.” Amelia smiled.

“I’m excited to meet his parents.”

“I think you’ll like them.” Amelia waved to them when she saw them in the living room, and Carolyn made her way over to meet them.

“Whens Meredith going to be home?” Link asked as he walked back into the kitchen.

“Soon, I wonder if she’s going to bring Deluca.”

“I thought she was going out with Hayes.”

“I’m not quite sure what she’s doing.” Amelia honestly answered Meredith wasn’t a very open person, and on top of that she doubted even Meredith knew what she was doing.

“I’m surprised you didn’t burn down the kitchen, Amelia.” Maggie said as she came through the back door.

“I didn’t do any of the cooking. Why are you using the back door?”

“I didn’t want Winston to see I was following his car to see if he was actually going to show up.” Maggie admitted slightly embarrassed.

“Oh, so he’ll be at the door in meer seconds?” Amelia asked jumping up from her seat, only for Maggie to stop her.

“You are not embarrassing me tonight.” Maggie firmly stated.

“You have a point, you’ve already embarrassed yourself greatly tonight.” This response caused Maggie to slightly slap her on the shoulder before going to the door in response to the doorbell.

“Our parents seem to be getting along.” Link pointed out.

“Yeah, I’m glad I was worried about that.”

“Me too, especially when you mentioned your mom hated all her son in laws family’s.” Link admitted relieved, he’d been stressed about that since the conversation had taken place.

“We’re not married.” Amelia smirked, catching him on his mistake.

“W-well y-yeah I know t-that.” Link nervously ranted using exaggerated hand motions.

“Why’d you just get so nervous?” His girlfriend flirtyly smiled at him.

“I-I didn’t get nervous.”

“Really?” Amelia asked getting up from her seat and walking over to him. She took his head into her hands to kiss him. “Is this you asking me to be your wife one day?”

“I m-mean kind of yeah. N-not now this is definitely not a proposal. That’s in a couple of weeks.” Once he said that he froze, he was terrible at keeping secrets. He had managed to keep the one about him planning to propose to her for weeks and now he just ruined it. “Crap.”

“Don’t feel bad. I’ve known you’ve been planning to propose to me on Christmas for weeks now.” Amelia slyly smiled, she enjoyed the look on her boyfriends face.

“W-what how?” Link asked astonished.

“Your not a very good secret keeper.” Amelia laughed, standing on her top toes to kiss him again.

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Amelia washed the dishes, as she watched Link and his father play football with the kids. Her mother was in conversation with Meredith holding her son, and she assumed Winston and Maggie were upstairs having sex. So it startled her when Maureen came up to her.

“Need some help?”

“Oh it’s okay thank you Maureen.” Amelia politely smiled.

“Well how about some company?”

“I wouldn’t mind that.”

“I really enjoyed spending time with your mother, you two aren’t quite similar though.”Marueen chuckled

“Yeah, my sisters are a lot more like her.”

“So meredith is one of your moms kids?” Marueen asked, slightly confused by the family dynamic.

“Oh no, she was my brothers wife. Maggie is her half sister.”

“Oh makes more sense, so how many other sisters do you have?”

“Three.”

“Wow, and Link tells me your all doctors?”

“Yeah, it’s kind of crazy.”

“I’m glad Link found you. I’ve never seen him his way over a girl.”

“Yeah, I’m glad I found him as well. I almost didn’t want to start something with him. I’m so so so glad we did, because if we didn’t we wouldn’t have Scout. He’s such a good dad to him.” Amelia smiled lookingo at him out the window.

“I knew he would be. Thank you for cracking him open and showing him love exists. I think Eric and I ruined it for him, I’m just glad he’s truly found it.” Amelia looked back to the older woman and smiled.