elliott (like the E.T. character)

Elliott | they/she my side blog dedicated to writing! requests: open main blog: @pineapple-coffee

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Hello!

I’m Elliott, and I write fanfiction!

This is my side blog dedicated to writing. On this blog, I take requests for short one-shots/headcanons for various ships I write for. This blog is my way of strengthening my skills and helping cure my writer’s block lol.

Please consult my list of rules and what I write for before leaving a request! :)

(my main blog is @pineapple-coffee. Go check me out there too!)

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Ablaze

@fivenineweekend day 3: Fire, High, Hand Holding

Rating: E (18+ only!)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Smoke and Mirrors

@fivenineweekend day 2: “Bonsoir,” Smoke, Just Breathe, Love Letters

Rating: T

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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500 Internal Server Error

@fivenineweekend 2024 day 1: Protest, Self-Doubt, Powering Down

Rating: M

(my first time both writing for and running a prompt challenge!!)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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i think of the visceral pain that judas iscariot went through and i weep tears. the salty water turns to sweet wine on my face, and i think of the wine judas drank during the last supper. was his wine mixed with the salt of his tears? was his stomach as heavy as the bag of silver in his pocket? i weep again. the tears don’t turn to wine this time.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My new Twin Peaks fanfiction is out! It’s a Denise/Cooper drabble, and I’d love it if you checked it out :)

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hello :) i have a suggestion for a dps- house md crossover fic in which wilson is neil’s uncle (married to/living with house) and neil’s dad is jealous of him because wilson got into med school and he didn’t so he’s projecting his hate for wilson on neil. but neil meets this uncle and he helps neil realize a bunch of things, including that it’s ok to not want to be a doctor and that maybe that roommate of his isn’t just looking at him with friendship in his eyes.

idk if you’ll write this but i can’t find the time and i’d love to see someone do it :)

I’d LOVE to elaborate on this in a proper AO3 fanfic in a future, so for now, I’ll give some headcanons! I hope that this satisfies your request :) @connecticut-georg-writes

To say that Mr. Perry’s expectations for Neil were strict was an understatement. Med school, straight As, well-paying job—it was all extremely overwhelming.

But there was a bright spot in Neil’s family tree: his uncle, James Wilson. Or, simply, Wilson.

Wilson was a bright ray of hope, both for Neil and for Mr. Perry. Mr. Perry saw Wilson’s accomplished career and impeccable academic record and wanted that life for his son. But Neil saw the other side of Wilson, the side of kindness and gentleness. Wilson didn’t demand anything of Neil; he always treated Neil to a warm cup of tea and a welcoming smile.

But Mr. Perry’s support for Wilson was lost the moment the Perry family received Wilson’s wedding invitation. And there was another man’s name next to Wilson’s.

Neil knew who Greg House was. He was Wilson’s roommate, though Neil was privy to more information than his father was. Neil knew that Dr. House was closer to Wilson than they let on.

Mr. Perry declared that they wouldn’t attend the wedding. Neil’s heart shattered into thousands of fragile pieces.

Neil didn’t see Wilson again until a distressing day: his 19th birthday.

Neil had run away from his house in Vermont, his family, and his financial stability. With enough cash in his pocket to pay for a bus to New Jersey, Neil had set off into the night, determined to find Wilson and House.

Wilson wishes he could say he was surprised to see Neil on his doorstep, begging to stay with him, but Wilson knew how his brother was. He had prepared for the day that Neil was able to run to somewhere safer and more loving.

Nobody slept that night. Neil cried in Wilson’s arms, telling the tragic tale of how his father had found him and Todd kissing in Neil’s room. He offered an ultimatum: cease all contact with Todd and go to military school or leave with no supplies. Neil chose to leave.

Wilson and House couldn’t offer much with their small apartment, but they told Neil he was welcome to stay as long as he needed. Neil was more than happy to take a couch bed.

Wilson didn’t even second guess himself when Neil asked if Todd could come and stay too.

It would be a crowded apartment, and a landlord’s nightmare, but Wilson would do anything for his nephew.

Even if it meant housing his boyfriend as well.

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Birthdays aren’t Elliot Alderson’s thing.

The singing, the celebration, the parties, the music—it was all too overwhelming. Elliot preferred to stay at home, watching Back to the Future II and eating leftover pizza. Darlene always stopped by to hang out; neither said that it was because of Elliot’s birthday, but both knew the gesture. It brought a subtle smile to Elliot’s face knowing that Darlene knew his limits and found a way to cater to them.

Except for this time, when Darlene brought him a single cupcake with a candle sticking out of the blue icing.

“I know it’s not your thing,” Darlene said, holding out the cupcake like it was a peace offering, “but I had some extras that Dom made. So, happy birthday.”

Elliot looked at the cupcake with curiosity. The cupcake was clearly homemade, adding credibility to Darlene’s story. Blue icing sloppily covered the top of the cupcake, with multicolored sprinkles adorning the top. The candle looked dusty and old, like it was dug out from a kitchen drawer.

Darlene pulled out a lighter from her pocket. She lit the lighter, sparks flying from the device, and lit the candle, “Make a wish, and the cupcake is all yours.”

What was there to wish for? Elliot had everything that he wanted—money had been redistributed nationwide, Whiterose’s empire was dissolved, Elliot’s therapy sessions were progressing well, and Flipper was healthy and happy. Life was as close to perfect as it could be, and all things considered, Elliot was the closest thing to happy that he’d been in years.

Darlene was looking at Elliot expectantly. Elliot’s eyes scanned Darlene’s face. She was smiling, her eyes sparkling with a joy that Elliot hadn’t seen too often. After months of waiting, Darlene and Dom had reconnected, and Elliot had witnessed Darlene’s happiness firsthand. It brought a secondhand joy to Elliot; after everything the siblings had been through, any good thing was a win.

Elliot knew what his wish would be. He closed his eyes, keeping his wish in his internal dialogue: I wish that Darlene would smile like this forever.

Elliot opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

“Awesome,” said Darlene, shoving the cupcake into Elliot’s hands. She flung herself onto Elliot’s dusty couch. “Let’s order a pizza. I’m starving.”

It was Elliot’s best birthday, that’s for sure.

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New chapter of Lovesick is up and you can read it here :)

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I’ve gotten some lovely writing requests and am currently working on them! One ended up much longer than intended, so I know it’ll be good :)

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An unused paragraph from my Anderperry fanfic “Lovesick.” This would’ve been included in chapter 13 when Neil is telling Todd about his father’s funeral.

I 100% meant to include it, but I forgot I had it in my notes app! Oh well. I might include a version of it in a future chapter :)

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@cowboylexapro is out here making me wanna write an all new Anderperry multi-chapter fanfic. someone tell me “Elliott, don’t do that until you’ve finished writing Lovesick”

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my sweetest dearest elliott, dont do that until you’ve finished writing lovesick

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if you say so (I’m gonna keep plotting it)

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@cowboylexapro is out here making me wanna write an all new Anderperry multi-chapter fanfic. someone tell me “Elliott, don’t do that until you’ve finished writing Lovesick”

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just to be a hundred percent sure, shassie is Shawn and Lassiter right?

Yep! :)

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going through some writer’s block right now. would love some asks/requests to help me out of my funk! :)

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Jed and Octy Watch Barbie

Prompt: the ADORABLE art by @dayraiser, which was made in response to a meme I made on my main blog

Ship: Jedtavius

Jed and Octavius were the ones to insist that the Museum go see Barbie in theaters. They saw the trailer on Facebook and didn’t stop bothering Larry until he agreed to take them.

Jed was thrilled to see Ken dressed as a cowboy in the trailer. Thus, Jed was insistent that he and Octy should dress up.

For Jed, dressing up was easy.

He convinced Larry to supply him some pink acrylic paint and the smallest brush he could find. Jed painted one of his many hats a shade of vibrantly Barbie pink.

But Octy wanted to join in on the fun. Jed’s response to this was to dip his hand in the paint and slap it onto Octy’s helmet.

“There ya go, partner,” Jed said through his laughs, “now you’re ready!”

Larry brought them to the theater concealed in his pocket.

He put them inside the popcorn bucket once they’d safely arrived at their seats.

Jed and Octy cheered when Ken and Barbie changed into their cowboy outfits. Jed flapped his hands excitedly, and Octy jumped up and down.

By the end of the movie, the miniature men were clinging to each other, shedding tears. The music and message got to them.

And after all of that, Octy wore his pink helmet more often. It suited him.

Jed also made sure to keep pink in his wardrobe.

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I have so many WIPs. I have a whole chapter of Lovesick to finish. Yes I will be ignoring that in favor of writing a fic about Good Omens 2