#sweet elena

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Weekly Photo 34/2024

Vadym. Hide everything shiny you own because Vadym likes to hoard shiny things, he's dramatic and there is only one other being he loves more than himself and that's a little circus clown he fell for at first sight.

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✮ Mood ✮

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Elena Iulia Rotari, por Fabio Pregnolato

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Enzo Scanno the man that you are

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Human radiator

Fandom: Elena of Avalor

Characters: Gabriel Nuñez, Naomi Turner, Elena Castillo Flores, Mateo de Alva

Relationships: all four of them being best friends

Prompt: @flufftober - day 17 Only One Bed (kinda)

Word count: 427

Other: Fluff, Oneshot, Cuddling, Implied camping trip or something, platonic bed sharing, post canon, no context, Gabe's POV mostly because is anybody really surprised at this point

"Alright, so it looks..." Gabe brushed off his hands and paused.

"... actually not bad," Elena supplemented him with the right words.

"Yeah." He nodded, assessing their makeshift shelter with a judgmental gaze.

"So we're finally done? Oh thank goodness." Naomi dramatically threw away a stick and not wasting a minute, crawled under the canopy of branches and vines.

Mateo didn't seem completely convinced of the stability of the old stone wall their lean-to was based on, but an impatient "Well! Aren't you coming?!" from Naomi seemed to be enough to lure him inside.

Gabe looked over to Elena.

"I can take the first watch."

"No way!" Her answer synchronised with Naomi's cry.

"Nuh uh mister "not taking a coat to Maarsvik" you're staying in here with the rest of us!"

Elena nodded sagely and ushered him to go before her.

"Don't worry, we're alone here anyway. And I doubt there's anything out here to get us except for maybe mosquitoes?"

"And I call dibs on using you as a pillow," Naomi added as he squeezed into the tight space they got to call home for the night.

"Alright, alright," Gabe chuckled, making himself comfortable on the dry leaves and moss mattress. They all huddled together into one big bundle of arms and legs and chests, seeking warmth and any semblance of comfort on the five square metres that they got to share. Finally a shared relaxed sigh filled their little abode. That's when Gabe decided to add:

"By the way, I snore."

The silence lost its bliss. It has gained however, a whole lot of weight from the silent threats cast at him by everyone's glares. Gabe couldn't see them of course, but he could feel it well in his heart that they were there.

"Not if I smother you in your sleep you won't," Mateo mumbled half asleep.

Gabe chuckled and the atmosphere went back to being cozy.

"Very funny, Mateo." He rolled his eyes even if he knew they wouldn't see it. "Cause it was a joke, right? Guys...?"

The only answer he got was even and quiet breathing all around him and suddenly he started wondering if maybe standing a watch alone outside wouldn't be that bad.

But then he thought about the dark and cold and wind waiting behind the thin walls of their little hut and felt the warmth and comfort coming from his friends even strongly. His eyelids began to drop and he decided that maybe getting murdered in his sleep is something... he can worry about... in the morning...

Author's note:

You do not realise how badly I wanted to call Gabe a human radiator in the fic itself but. I imagine radiators are not a thing in the EverRealm T_T However I firmly believe that Gabe would make for a fantastic pillow and my goal was to not make it creepy or horny by accident in the fic. It's just an objective and platonic truth ✊

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Emma Raducanu reacts to Elena Rybakina's 190km/h serve during the first round of the Sydney International, 2022.

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Drawing Elena from Street Fighter Daily #157

November 15 2024

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Elena Manicastri - Sweet Paprika

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11 for the kiss prompts???

Hehe that's so perfect for Muro/Elena tyyyy [from this ask game]

11, when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more

Pretty early after the two have met again, Muro still very uncertain about himself and Elena unable to contain her affection for him. ft proud father uncle caretaker Muro wanting Elena & Rametta to meet

It had been a long afternoon, late lunch at one of Muros favourite cafés, run by an old acquaintance- of both of them in fact- who respected Muros wish for discretion and privacy, turned lengthy discussions of Elenas life, with him occasionally contributing what little of his life remained unrelated to what Elena left to escape.

Rametta and Cecio mainly, his pride in his they grew up, in how they have defied the misguided lessons they were taught.

"I think you two would get on,"

Elena hummed in curiosity, fingers intertwined with his on the table, thumb gently rubbing the back of his own, her sharp eyes having figured out what few areas of skin on his hands still had sensation, and smirking in delight every time he noticed again, cheeks ever so subtly darkening, but his eyes darting away much more obvious in how she affects him.

"There's a lot you could discuss, i think it would be good for her to talk to someone-"

"Talk woman to woman?" The arch of Elenas eyebrow indicated he should chose his words carefully.

"You both had to fight to be women, fight to be feminine in the way you wanted to be, it's different, but I think it would be nice for her to know she's not the only one taking on that fight- God knows my experiences can't help in that regard,"

An affirmative hum is his answer, one hes more than happy with-

"You really care about her, don't you?"

He can feel his forehead creasing, "Of course I do, shes a great kid-"

Elenas laugh is filled with joy and fondness, the sharp edges on everything she used to do now worn away.

"You haven't fucking changed, have you? Not in any way that matters, you still have that big heart and all that love you barely know what to do with,"

Before Muro can insist on all the ways he has changed, for the worse, insist on all the ways he's so far from who he used to be, Elenas brown eyes are suddenly right in font of him, suddenly closing, dark lashes fanned against her cheeks-

His own eyes stay open as their lips touch, heart racing in panic, he needs her to know what a mistake she's making-

He takes a few seconds of shock but finally manages to pull back.

“I’m sorry, are you sure you-”

Elena leans in again to peck him on the lips, thumb still rubbing circles on his own. Her eyes are filled with sorrow, but quickly replaced with determination.

"I didn't realise you were still so affected by me,"

"This isn't something to laugh at, 'Lena, you left for a reason,"

The corners of her eyes crinkled, overwhelming fondness clear on her face, but how could it be for him?

"I came back for one to, my lovely idiota, and I'm wise enough to know how to navigate here without falling into those old traps, what, you think I haven't found dangerous things to do besides you?"

His cheeks burn at that last turn of phrase, greeted with a smirk, 'Lena knowing exactly what words she picked.

"I don't mind taking it slow Muro, you know this place and it's pitfalls better than me, but I'm tired of giving up the people I love to stay safe, what's a little trip to this side of town every now and again going to do to me really?"

Midnight phone calls from scared women he occasionally interacted with, repeating demands from his enemies at gunpoint filled his ears, Cecios tearstained face as he revealed that the scholarship was a trap from Passione, Conficcare with a black eye because someone knew enough that Muro cared about him, but not enough that he was dangerous too, and so many other images flooded his minds eye.

"More than you could know, the stakes have changed,"

"I trust you to keep me safe Muro, and I can hold my own, I even have my own enemies I'll need to protect you from,"

He finally pulls his hand away, untangling it from hers, eyes staring anywhere but at her.

"Slow, very slow- places that keep quiet, places without ears and records-"

Lips quicky brush against his forehead, dragging his eyes back to her-

"Sounds perfect,"

He slumps against the table, a large sigh turning to chuckles.

"You haven't- god I love you-"

He scrambles back into hight alert, wishing he could claw back those words-

"Love you to, idiota, I love you too,"

Maybe it will work out, certainly if Elena gets any say in the matter.

He can't hide the fondness in his voice, not sure why he ever tried, "I missed you,"

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cant believe we're witnessing caitlin clark have a gay awakening over nelly korda.........

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Elena Tommasi Ferrone Freak Still Life 2012 oil on canvas 60 x 70 cm

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i loved your microfic so much we really need more bottom james in this fandom and you write it in a beautiful way

i live laugh love for bottom james and im glad u do too

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Elena Generi

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So now I’ve got Lynn and Elena (again @lunareclipse06’s au) now ima do the infected guys! (In color!)

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"Icons only" + Eddie and Roman's daughter Elena telling Roman that she loves him @question-marked (Detective AU)

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