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❝ do you think instead of building a baby crib, we can just fill up a really big fish tank and let a baby swim around in it? ❞
random closed starter for @fcxglove
#tbh i'm not sure if they're still the p-word#bc we can totally ix-nay that if you weren't feeling up for it anymore#but i thought this would be funny#and i know you've been missing ciara a bit#so have we#elliot thread.#fcxglove
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❝ pretty sure you'd just throw away your security deposit if you set the entire place on fire but if you wanna risk it... ❞ he'd never be opposed to helping her practice, if that's what she wanted. ❝ were those not the words? are you sure? are you really sure? because you're gonna look like an idiot if you find out that they were actually the right words. ❞ her smile takes the edge off the insult, something he should've been used to by now. ❝ laugh? no - all you knew how to do was stare and scowl, kinda like how you're doing now. mmm... yeah... pretty traumatic childhood on my end. you should make up for it. ❞
" if that's what you're into, you should have said. i have no problem bringing a little fire into the bedroom. " only she wouldn't, because knowing her luck the bed would set on fire. or the tree. or wherever they found themselves. " if you practiced and practiced, i would have expected you to actually remember the words at the very least. and that's not saying anything about the performance in general. " she flashed a smile. " i laughed, didn't i? do you think i would have done that years ago? my patience has definitely improved over the years. the fact you don't have a hole burned into your shirt right now is all the proof you need of that. "
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Jacaerys tweets, a thread💫
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#ending a thread with toxic lucemond is a tradition#jacegon#lucemond#jacaerys velaryon#jacaerys targaryen#harry collett#house of the dragon#hotd tweets#keeping up with the targaryens#aegon ii targaryen#aegon targaryen#tom glynn carney#ewan mitchell#aemond targaryen#elliot grihault#lucerys velaryon#lucerys targaryen#helaena targaryen#daeron targaryen#daemon targaryen#rhaenyra targaryen#baela targaryen
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i should join a whaling crew
(ty gina coleman for the patterns in the sdv cross stitch guide, im just stupid. the guide is pretty good albeit hard to see the colors in the patterns sometimes)
#i already had to unravel 1m of thread!!!!!!#im not done unravelling!!!!!!!#i needed 3 pairs of eyes to figure out wtf was wrong sob sob#i just want to make my stardew valley wife real#sdv elliott#stardew valley#sdv#elliot stardew valley#cross stitch#embroidery
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starter for @georgiaelliot
location: starlight ridge country club / december 31, 2024
Abraham, of course, was at Starlight Ridge Country Club for the New Year's Eve celebration. People were dressed to the nine's, suits and sparkly dress attire making the entire evening look like something out of a movie. Abraham had just refilled his drink, having spent his last drink socializing not far from the bar. There were some downsides to being well-known and it was that he didn't always get to mingle with those that he wanted to. People tended to have business on their minds at all hours and well, Abraham was starting to find that there was a bit more to life. As he moved away from the bar, Abraham was caught by someone his parents knew and it stopped him dead in his tracks. Abraham made polite conversation with the couple until he spotted Georgia walking in. She'd caught his attention right off the bat. He quickly excused himself from whom he was talking to and made his way over to Georgia. "I wasn't expecting to see you, here." Abraham stated as he approached, "Yo-you look gorgeous."
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with arms outstretched and holding a wiggling baby boy in his hands, elliot peeks around noah to almost sneer at violet, thinking she was insulting him. knocking him for his stamps is one thing but violating the laws of the universe by insulting the one thing he revered alongside his wife? inexcusable. ❝ it just seemed like you needed a distraction from the lack of stimulation, ❞ he finally reminds her, rolling his eyes. the interaction between mother and son has him, admittedly, melting and though he does prefer to keep his stamps well-kept in a pristinely clean scrapbook of sorts, nothing beats the smile on noah's face. ❝ ... fine. but only that one. anymore and i'll just buy some sticker books for him. ❞
violet felt a bit windswept with just how quickly elliot moved from her side and to their son—his stamps, rather. she moved to sit down at the chair beside where the infant and stamps were sitting, leaning on her hands as her elbows were on the table. "i mean, he was kind of a dud. who doesn't want to spend more time with a guy over-explaining the fish?" she was smiling, recalling their first meeting and thinking about just how sweet it was that he was trying to pull her away from her date innocently. noah reached out for the stamp and violet flicked it, watching the flap and the shocked look on the baby's face and a happy grin melting onto hers. "can't we just pull this off and give it to him? look how happy he is just looking at it!"
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starter for @havearileymazingday
location: soccer fields
Hudson used the soccer fields to clear his head as often as he could and with the cooler weather, he knew his days were limited as well with the sun setting earlier. However, it was proving to be a good afternoon as he shot the ball into the net repeatedly. The force used matched the frustration he felt at himself and he did it over and over again. On one of the attempts the ball went too wide and he had to chase after it. As he started to do so, he saw it stopped by someone. "Riley?" He lifted his hand to shield the minor sunshine that was peaking through, "You come to play?"
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#musings. odessa#i didnt love this but it was inspired by elliot n isla's thread in the park HAHAHA#maybe i need to write odessa finally
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As he listened to fin on the other side of the phone, his entire world crumbled. He had left her, it was his fault that this had happened. Elliot should have been by Liv’s side through that interrogation, taken her home and protected her. But no. He had left without a word for his own selfish reasons. The man wanted to be sick but he held it back, his whole body feeling weak though he had no choice but to travel back to New York and find Liv. He was currently staying at Kathy’s mom’s house, just outside of the city but he’d spend his nights and days searching for Liv.
The man took less than two hours to get to the precinct, rushing inside and seeing his old squad almost shocked by his reappearance, a few faces he also wasn’t familiar with. “Do you have any idea where she is? Any location?” He said quickly, not bothering with any introductions when Liv’s life was at risk.
Lewis held the woman at the old couples home, the husband dead downstairs and the wife tied to her own bed. He tightened up the rope on Liv’s arms, keeping her secure on the chair. “Wake up” he hissed, striking her across the cheek. “Look who can’t be a hero this time” he muttered down to Liv, the evil seeping through his own eyes. “How should we play, Olivia? Why don’t you tell me” he asked and kept the smirk dancing on his lips.
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❝ ... does it matter? what - are you gonna bust down his door and beat him up or something? ❞ it's his turn to be skeptical, having been caught off-guard with a question he didn't think really mattered. all he did was crash on her couch; it's not like he ransacked her place for money and the like. sure, she had every right to make sure he wasn't going to kill her but bringing his friend into this didn't seem necessary. ❝ o...kay, but! that didn't happen so why dwell on it? ❞ his eyes remain locked on hers as he slowly reaches an arm out to grab his shirt that had been cast aside, taking his time to make sure she wasn't going to rush at him with the bat. ❝ hasn't it crossed your mind that i was drunk outta my ass and maybe, just maybe, my phone is dead? ❞ though he wasn't going to bother addressing the 'normal' part because he was, in fact, anything but normal. not many people had elemental powers, as far as he knows. // @fadinglights
his fearful response doesn’t cause her to lower her guard — not when it is the reaction she was hoping to elicit from the stranger in her living room. she keeps her eyes on him, studying him with a mix of scepticism and worries. “ — what’s your friend’s name and which flat does he live in?” she would need some evidence for him to prove the lack of ill intentions, even though she hardly knows everyone who lives in the same apartment building. and that is assuming that the aforementioned friend lives in the same complex at all, when the stranger could be in the wrong neighbourhood altogether. “you could have fallen off and i could have been arrested for suspected murder by now.” a wild possibility, but a possibility nonetheless. she remains as baffled as ever, despite the man’s explanation of how he ended up in her living room. “didn’t it cross your mind that you could give them a call or knock on their door? you know, like normal people do.” / @dysnomiias
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character: Elliot Chapman @elliot-chapman
location: The Glass Onion; Summit Lake
With the holiday season over, one of the best holiday seasons of her life, she felt like she needed a good date with Elliot. And what was most exciting was that this was their first date as an engaged couple. There were times where she just sat there and stared at her ring for what felt like hours, trying to wrap her mind around all the last few weeks had in store for them. She let out a hum of satisfaction at the pot roast she'd ordered, giving him a nod to let him know just how good it was. "You want to try some? I think you're going to wish you ordered this, that's how good it was." Thea tried ignoring the fact that it was a dish most likely prepared by Foster; who had been rather weird the last time she saw him. Looking towards Elliot she smiled as she finally felt like she should broach the subject. "Okay...so, I know this may be something you're not interested in doing, and if you're not you can tell me, but I thought maybe we could do our engagement party on Valentine's Day."
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continued for @gildedcagc from the source
"i don't know." it was just a doubt that surfaced every once in awhile. despite how much they've grown, their dynamic was still very much the same since they were younger: ciara with her fiery and ballsy personality and elliot following her five steps behind. sure, he's learned to hold his own around her since but that sort of stuff just doesn't go away. "gimme another kiss, that was nice."
#very okay if you don't respond!!!!#was just a bit muse-y for it today#elliot thread.#elliot and ciara thread.#gildedcagc
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location: prospect park with: @elliot-appsley ( closed )
maddox was standing atop the bridge in prospect park, leaning over the side to look down into the water. she watched stray leaves and twigs float by. her mind was wandering a bit, daydreaming sleepily. the sun always made her feel tired. part of her wanted to jump into the water to cool off, but she figured that wasn't a great idea. instead she sighed, turning sharply on her heel. of course she didn't check her surroundings before moving from her spot, bumping straight into another body. "oh! oh gosh i'm so sorry!" she gasped, cheeks turning red with embarrassment. "are you alright? i didn't hurt you, did i?" she asked, questions hurriedly falling from her lips.
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while he normally didn't care to look completely childish around her, everything was immediately made up by the fact that she called him a fish so endearingly. how she managed to just remember every little thing to make him smile is beyond him, but by this point, he also wasn't too surprised. ❝ that doesn't mean we can't enjoy it. we can just carry him around and do the dance with him, right? ❞ not knowing the aforementioned seemed almost like a crime, his eyes widening slowly as though about to be reprimanded. ❝ th-there is? wait, you... ❞ a pause, and he snickers loudly. ❝ you like this? ❞
as he pouted, violet found herself moving her hands to rest either side of his face and squishing his cheeks together. "you look soooo cute when you pout. like a fish. my little fish." she teased, pinching his cheeks after. "let's forget the band." she smiled, ruffling elliot's hair. "noah won't even be walking properly to enjoy the macarena," vi's eyes rolled, rather wanting to keep their toddler away from the masses of drunk or merry people jumping around the dance floor with their hands on their hips. "you don't know caramelldansen?" violet asked with a gasp, before taking elliot's hand and dragging him to the couch and pulling youtube up for her favourite hyper-pop song. "there's a dance and everything!"
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#elliot page#threads#aclu#trans people have always existed#trans rights#trans rights are human rights#trans history#trans awareness#trans pride#trans ally#trans visibility#fuck transphobes
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“i changed my mind — i’m taking the upper bunk.” eli shuffles and lies down next to minjae — or maybe he is only finding an excuse to stay close. last night still feels like a dream, he hasn’t gotten over the thrill from the announcement and the excitement he feels towards what awaits them. he turns to his side, smiling at his bandmate like a lovesick fool as he toys with minjae’s hair. “you don’t snore, do you?” / @artisn
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