#eli park

[sorensouls]

Centaur lookism au ✨️

[somuchtowrite]

teeTH !

omg i drafted those prompts literally six months ago and i didn’t remember including that. literally why did i include that.

but hey i tried!! it’s shorter than the drabbles i’ve posted in the past, but it was fun to write some of eli’s background. thanks so much for the ask:)

(featuring eli and caroline around the ages of eight and nine)

words: 655

“Stop it,” Caroline said, her brand new lisp seeping into her words. If she cared, she didn’t show it—her shoulders were set in her usual confident stance, even at the age of nine.

“Why is your voice doing that thing?” Eli asked. He tried and failed to repress the grin on his face as his best friend glowered at him.

“I told you,” she said, her purple bracesflashing as she spoke., “it’s my braces. They make it weird to say things sometimes, but they’re gonna make my teeth straight.”

Once again, Eli tried and failed to keep the smile off of his face. “It sounds funny.”

“No it doesn’t! It’s supposed to happen. The ortho…orthodont…orthodontist said so,” she said, wrinkling her nose in her struggle to pronounce the word.

Distant cheers came from the field behind him. Eli knew he should be watching Naomi’s soccer game, but he had begged his mom to take Caroline with them so he wouldn’t be bored the whole time and he didn’t want to waste their time on his stupid sister. Of course, he hadn’t expected to argue. But it was his first time seeing Caroline since she had gotten her braces on, and teasing her was too much fun!

A fence stretched behind them to separate the field and the road. Eli gripped the splintered wood and jumped up, kicking his legs in the air when he couldn’t quite get the momentum to sit on the top beam.

Something rough shoved him in the side and he tumbled into the grass, getting a mouthful of dirt and mulch. He groaned and looked up. Caroline sat on the top of the fence with a smug expression, her head cocked and eyebrows raised.

“That’s what you get, Eli.”

“I didn’t say anything!” he said, indignantly pushing himself off the ground.

“You said I talked funny!”

He frowned. “I didn’t say it was a bad thing.”

“Whatever,” she said, rolling her eyes. “You’re still mean.” She turned away from him, swinging her legs over the fence so she was facing the cars whizzing past.

Eli thought for a moment. “Matthias has braces. Did you know that?”

A beat. She peeked over her shoulder. “He does?”

He nodded. “He has to wear headgear at night. It’s really big and wraps all the way around his head.”

“Oh,” she said. “I don’t have to wear anything at night, I don’t think.”

“It’s because he has an overbite. I heard him and Naomi talking about it because she had the same thing.”

Caroline paused for a moment before shifting so she was facing him again and offered him a hand. He took it and let her help him clamber up onto the fence, his legs swinging in the open air.

“You’ll probably have to get braces, too, then,” she decided with a firm nod.

He didn’t protest. When he had told his parents about Caroline’s braces, his mom had said that he probably wouldn’t end up needing them, but he bit his tongue and nodded anyway . He’d rather she think he was getting braces than stay mad at him for the rest of the game.

“Yeah, maybe,” he said. He thought for a moment, remembering a nickname Matthias used to call Naomi. He smiled and nudged her in the side. “Train Tracks.”

Caroline’s eyes grew wide before narrowing into slits. Eli jumped off the fence, stumbling into a sprint towards the crowd of parents by the soccer field. He snickered as he ran, checking over his shoulder to see her hot on his heels.

“Get back here!” she called, though her scowl was gone. Eli got in one last burst of speed before she caught up, the two of them toppling to the ground in a mess of limbs and giggles.

“Take. That,” she wheezed, spitting golden strands of hair out of her mouth.

Eli grinned. “Whateveryou say, Train Tracks.”

in reference to this prompt list:)

[badassbutterfly1987]

(ID: Pic 1: "Elysian: beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect."

Pic 2: A blurry hand reaching out to the sun.

Pic 3: A bundle of sunflowers in full bloom.

Pic 4: "Do the stars frighten you by their heaviness and their endless number? Does it bother you, that mercy is so difficult to understand?" End ID.)

Pic 2: Deezer

Pic 3: Pinterest

Pic 4: Count the Roses by Mary Oliver

[badassbutterfly1987]

(ID: Pic 1: "Sibling relationships are so strange... like I love you. You will never understand me in a way that matters. We are the same person in drastically different ways. We are sewn together. We don't talk. We are attached at the hip. You wish I was never born. Can I call you."

Pic 2: A celestial-themed pendant necklace depicting a sun and crescent moon.

Pic 3: The silhouettes of two people in a dark room, a single light cast beyond them. They stand back-to-back, leaning against each other.

Pic 4: "When a character is assured enough in their own power that they are completely relaxed in dangerous situations? When that same character becomes tense and uncomfortable in the mundane because they don't have a framework for peace? When they help navigate violence for another character and in return that character helps them navigate softness? That's all, your honour." End ID.)

Pic 1: post by vampowers

Pic 2: Pinterest

Pic 3: SOTUS: The Series

Pic 4: post by marrowwife