#~CAUSE EVERYBODY WANTS SOMETHING FROM ME NOW AND I DON'T WANNA LET 'EM DOWN; LORELAI DUNN

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Features were flushed, a heat risen in her frame as she finally confronted the male about selling their home. She was absolutely heart-broken and sure it was irrational for her get angry about it when she was the one that had left but she couldn't help it. Her inner wolf was restless, her emotions intensified to the max and all of it so completely confusing. It wasn't even the fact that he had sold it, she understood that, but to see someone else in the home he had built for them, for their children, it rooted in her such a deep hatred, such rage with not him but the universe for dangling such happiness in their faces one minute and then ripping it away the next. She had never been good at channeling her emotions the right way or even at the right person, that's how the pair ended up in most of their fights, rare as they were, Lorelai was always the instigator, something she blamed heavily on her parents for.

Her frame paced back and forth, a single hand pushing back through a tangled mess of golden curls as her head shook. Diverting her eyes anywhere but him because she knew if she even looked in his direction she would fold so easily. She clung to the ache in her chest, almost as if she let that disappear then she too would cease to exist there. Just as she was ready to leave, to grab her things and just go, escape from the suffocating air that lingered in that apartment he had caught her frame. A soft gasp eased from her lips as her back met the cold wall, her frame flesh against his own as her own chest rose and fell in time with his own. His scent filled her every sense, still as intoxicating as it had been the day they had met and the low hum of his voice pleading with her to stop forced crystal hues to flutter shut. His offer to build her another home, the promise of a bigger porch down by the water where she spent most of her time before his lips eventually brushed against her jaw and all too quickly she could feel the heat of the anger she had been harboring begin to dissipate. Just tell me where you want me. A deep breath pulled in at the words as her hues fluttered open, meeting his gaze as lips parted slightly but the words not coming out. Everywhere. She wanted him everywhere, no single surface of her skin left untouched by him. Each tender kiss pressed against her skin, each soft 'here' leaving her burning, craving. Digits falling to his shoulders as he eventually lowered himself to his knees and everything in her was prepared to cave except- her mind. In an instant her mind was running rampant, fighting against every single part of her that threatened to crave beneath his frame, beneath his touch and her heart rate spiked before she found herself forcing her eyes shut and a shaky breath releasing from her lips. "Brooks, wait, please," Lorelai managed to get out, words faint, breathless as her brows dipped. "I- I can't- I'm- We can't."

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suddenly, everything was different…

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Open Starter - @exitiumstarters

Nine months of pregnancy, seventeen hours of labor only for the baby to come out looking just like Brooks. Of course, she had practically expected this. Cerulean irises remained trained on the newborn in her arms as she settled back into the hospital bed, a faint, tired smile sitting against her lips before her attention is pulled towards the knock at her hospital room door. "Hey, come on in," Lorelai greeted softly. "She's just finished eating so she's a little milk drunk."

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"A photograph is the pause button of life."

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Closed Starter - @fragmcntedsouls (Oliver)

There was noticeable changes in her features, dark rings under her eyes and even though she was glowing, she almost appeared paler, something she was quick to blame on all of the morning sickness she had been experiencing. Thankfully that seemed to be wearing off but she was still finding herself overwhelmingly tired AND she was starting to show. She knew there was no way she would be able to hold off on telling Oliver for much longer and ripping off the band-aid quick and easy seemed to be her only answer as she bounded up the front porch steps of his place and nervously let himself in. "Oli," Lorelai called as she moved towards the kitchen, sifting through the fridge and pulling out a jar of pickles for grabbing the ice cream from the freezer. "You home? I gotta talk to you."

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the notebook ( 2004 )

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Closed Starter - @dmpled (Eli)

She wasn't on a warpath, at least that's what she would say if anyone asked. No, this wasn't a warpath, it was justice. Justice for what they stole from her, for what they stole from her family , from the love of her life, for what they did to Riley. The OEA needed to be held responsible and even though she had only just barely started healing from her fight with Laine she was itching for another. To show them that she wasn't scared of them, that she could and would fight until each and every last one of them knew just who they were messing with. She remembered the last words of that rogue, the second the full moon had gone down and the sun had begun to rise, 'the OEA sends their regards'. It played over and over in her head since the day she took her first breath of air when she returned. It had been ingrained into the front most part of her brain and she hadn't been set on this path, wouldn't have sought out a fight so recklessly until she had seen what they had done to Riley, to her fellow Crescent Gertrude. Now there would be hell to pay and the second the flaming locks of red hair came into view it was all over, the flames lit within her irises and before she could stop herself she was moving forward, purposefully stepping into the other's path. "Well, well, guess Laine didn't send my message on after all," Lorelai mused lowly. "When are you people going to realize that you're not going to win, hmm? That this whole 'war' you guys have started isn't going to end in your favor?"

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Continued from here - @fragmcntedsouls (Oliver)

She wasn't sure how she had managed to convince Sidney to let her leave after she had shown up at home bloodied and bruised, all she knew was that there was one person she needed to track down, an apology well over do. While all she wanted to do was to curl up and sleep through the pain that spread throughout her frame after her fight with Laine, she knew she'd remain restless until she laid eyes on her brother, patched things up with him. So there she stood, arm draped across her purpled torso at his front door. A forced smile tugged at her lips, tears having dampened her cheeks and left her ocean irises reddened as he pulled her into his home and into his arms. There's an immediate wince against his frame as a breath sucks in between her teeth, everything hurt, her shoulder throbbing where stitches held her wound closed until it healed. Finally a sob breaks from her lips as she forces an arm around her brother, biting at her lower lip to ground her from the pain that shot through her. "I'm sorry Oli," Lorelai gets out. "I'm so fucking sorry. I didn't mean- Everything I said to you at the Gala, I didn't mean any of it. I don't blame you, I don't hate you. I don't deserve your forgiveness but I am so fucking sorry."

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Closed starter - @bvsyhead (Sidney)

An exasperated sigh left the blonde's lips, an incredulous look displayed across soft features as her arms crossed over her chests. "For the last time, I'm not apologizing to him," Lorelai retorted. "Why should I?"

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ONE TREE HILL | 2.04 ━ “You Can't Always Get What You Want”

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'Cause I never knew Love like you show me You see me you know me Like no one else When I found you I found my safety And I let it change me And open my world When I found you I found myself

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Closed Starter - @vilisisms

Feelings? They were terrible at those. Distractions, however? Well that was the easiest thing for the twisted sisters. For the most part, Lorelai had kept herself locked up in the little apartment that she now shared with Brooks only leaving to go to work and baby appointments since he and Bejo had gotten her out of the box Eli was holding her captive in but now? Now she was in need of a distraction and she knew Riley needed one too so she had taken it upon herself to drag her younger sister along with her for some baby shopping, dragging the younger Shaw with her into the third store of the day. "Oh quit complainin'," Lorelai taunts. "Admit it, you're enjoying this more than you thought you would."

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What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh

Only in my mind?

One slip and falling back into the hedge maze

Oh what a way to dieI keep recalling things we never did

Messy top lip kiss

How I long for our trysts

Without ever touching his skin

How can I be guilty as sin?

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ONE TREE HILL 8.01 | "Asleep At Heaven's Gate" (2010)

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Closed Starter - @ofhowlingxs (Brooks)

Time seemed to stand still; an agonizingly slow kind of stand still since the news had reached of Isabella and Cody had reached her. The silence echoed within the confines of the nursery, the absence of her friend nearly swallowing her whole as her digits scrolled endlessly through the thousands of pictures of her, Isabells, and Gabi only still g as a video popped up and the drunken laughter of the Garcia sisters filled the room. Tears burned dangerously in cerulean irises as her gaze remained glued to the screen before her, a defeated with calls g from her lips as her frame slunk back into the rocking chair, tears breaking the deal that held them back as her hands fell against her large pregnant belly. "How am I supposed to do any of this without Bella," Lorelai questions softly. "It wasn't supposed to be you. It was never supposed to be you." There's a momentary silence that engulfs her, fighting back broken sobs that threatened to rake her frame and her gaze drops to her belly. "You were supposed to be here to meet your namesake," the blonde speaks again, words broken and barely a breath. " you were supposed to be the first one to hold Arabella, to stand beside Brooks at our wedding. He's going to be so distraught." Now there was nothing left to do but to wait; wait for her husband to return home so she could break the news, if he didn't already know.

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Closed Starter - @ofhowlingxs (Brooks)

Time had gone by so fast since their elopement, since the box, and since she had been given confirmation that was expecting a child. The bump was barely protruding but it was visible enough when she wasn't adorning one of Brooks's t-shirts and that much was evident now as she sat on the couch, head back and eyes closed, hand resting on the small bump that was being hugged by one of her own white shirts. An envelope sat on the table in front of her, waiting very much impatiently for her husband to get home. He hadn't been able to go to this appointment and the last thing she wanted was to find out the gender of their first child without him so she had opted for the doctor to seal it up for her to take home, all she needed to know was that their baby was healthy. The sound of the front door opening had ocean irises reopening, head tilting to the side to as her gaze fell on her husband and a smile formed against her lips. "Hey," Lorelai greeted, pushing herself to her feet, digits grabbing the envelope and holding it up as she moved towards him. "Guess what we got. I didn't want to know without you so I- Well it's in this envelope."