i don't know if ppl still follow me but today is literally the day i have waited like 10 YRS FOR !!! elliot and olivia back together :,) hope y'all are going good.
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i don't know if ppl still follow me but today is literally the day i have waited like 10 YRS FOR !!! elliot and olivia back together :,) hope y'all are going good.
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some people are like beautiful dreamcatchers, absorbing the most terrible things for those they love and leaving only the softest, gentlest thoughts behind. ╾ nikita gill. ( detective dominick “sonny” carisi jr. )
❝ they won’t tell you fairytales of how girls can be dangerous and STILL WIN. they will only tell you stories where girls are sweet and kind and reject all sin. i guess to them it’s a terrifying thought, a red riding hood knew EXACTLY what she was doing when she let the wild in ! ❞ › crossovers welcome !
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“Olivia, it’s fine.”
The point of this was to grab a few remaining things, remnant of their time together, of living together once upon a time. In and out had been his plan, nothing more than polite courtesy to make it as painless as possible.
Old Man Winter, of course, had other plans.
Elliot glances to the window - only the half-moon above provides any light outdoors, highlighting the never ending snow. With any luck, he’d get stuck on the way home, and with dropping temperatures, waiting for a tow in shit like this would take hours - he’d probably be quicker towalk at that point.
Still, he’s met with a barrier long before he can even think about grabbing his keys and buttoning up his coat. He knows that look, knows it all too well.
Changing her mind? Out of the question.
He sighs, defeated, retreating back into the apartment. The box, set down with another sigh and a thud on top of the hall table. He stands before her, arm’s length apart. Far enough that he’s not used to it yet.
“Thanks.”
Elliot steps in. It’s still familiar, still comfortable even though she’s made changes since his departure. He wants to think it doesn’t bother him, but it does. Off comes his coat, hung on the rack.
“Those candles - they new?”
He hates small talk, but it’s all he’s got.
❛ yeah, sort of. ❜ she shrugs. ❛ got them from amanda for christmas. ❜
her eyes drift to them then. the soft, golden flicker & and rich sandalwood scent always helped to ease the stress weighing her down at the end of a long day. but tonight the warmth doesn’t do much to help; elliot has returned yet again & the tension in her bones refuses to cease. she wants him out, & knowing that’s not due till morning makes her stiffen even further.
❛ i wish i was a little more prepared … ❜ a huff, & liv shakes her head. ❛ can’t even find a damn flashlight anywhere. ❜
the absurdity of the moment causes her shoulders to rise with a short laugh. this was easily the last situation she expected to be in tonight, let alone ever. forcing herself to make small talk with someone she once called, at theleast, her best friend in a candle - lit apartment without the ease of filling the silence it was bizarre. & liv was struggling to see how she was going to make it through.
( god, give her a miracle . )
so, she’ll give hospitality a shot. it’s the least she can offer in exchange for holding him practically prisoner.
❛ … take something from the fridge if you’d like, before it gets spoiled. ❜
❛ motherhood’s changed you, liv. brought out your SWEET SIDE. ❜
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‘ i’ll never be over it, but I can live with it now and I have my life back now. ’
“Please don’t tell me it’s gonna be okay.”
@afraidofchange based off this because ????
❛ seriously, el. i mean it. ❜
a raised brow accompanies the less - than - amused look pressing at her features. she tilts her head to the large window in the living room that overlooks the city; a stretch of buildings now dusted in a heavy coating of pure white snow, & the shimmering flakes that float down & out of sight only indicate an end is far from sight. as much as she wants this bastard out of her home, the last thing anyone needs is him spinning out on the way back to queens. she’d never hear the end of it.
❛ put the damn box down. ❜
her tone is stern, talking through her teeth as if she’s scolding one of her squad members becuase she knows of no other way to speak to someone acting so idioic. her stance is then corrected so her form takes up most of the doorway, & a hand raises to motion him back down the hallway. the warm hue cast over the walls from the eclectic collection of candles scattered throughout her apartment is inviting, despite the lack of electricity they’re met with after returning from the foyer. she takes a long pull of the glass of wine poured prior to his arrival, & side - eyes him over the rim of her glass.
❛ couch is yours. ❜
honestly the biggest mood is olivia going into every hostile situation alone !