#thread: alison

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Naomi waved when she saw Alison. She hadn't gotten to see her since Halloween, she'd been so busy. She'd kept in contact with her, but she hadn't had a chance to hang out with her. "Alison, it's really good to see you again. How have things been since the last time I saw you?"

[mcrgotxlockhcrt]

“You better be here to talk about your brother, or ask how I’m doing and not coming to bribe me to talk you up during Quidditch matches. I can’t go through anymore of those conversations this week, I’m tired, Ali. So. Tired.” Margot told the other, having to stop herself from holding onto the others shoulders and shaking her as she spoke. “There’s been so many of them and I just don’t have the energy or witty comebacks to fight them off anymore.”

@aliscnxwood​

[liamxalvarcz]

text || liam & alison

Liam: Hey, I know I've done it already, but just checking in and seeing how things are at home.

Liam: I promise I will relax and enjoy myself, but I also can't promise to not keep checking in and making sure you and Nate are okay.

[chaoticxwrites]

@eternalmultimuse​

Alison wasn’t even sure why she agreed to come to the party her brother, Sean, was throwing. She loved parties, especially dancing, but she hated the majority of his friends. Still, she made an effort, but making sure that her dress was just modest enough that her brother wouldn’t go all over protective. Grabbing a drink from the kitchen, she followed the noise of the crowd, walking in to what seemed to be the party room. She saw many face she knew, but stood to the side, watching. She felt somewhat shy, out of place.

[rebclhearts]

she should have seen this coming long ago. when he’d first hired her, she had expected jobs like this. distracting his men, relaxing him at the end of the day, seducing his enemies to see if they knew anything. then she’d been seeing him more and more often privately, the man monopolizing her time and it had changed her idea of what this job really was. it’s why it was more surprising that it should have been when this job came up. enemy, lots of security, has a soft spot for curvaceous brunettes. she’d been given drugs to make him sleep deep, enough for her to implant a chip in his phone to keep track of everything he did, as well as take photos of all the files he’d had in his briefcase.  it had been an easy mission, even when he’d left marks on her neck with kisses and bruises on her hips from when she’d ridden him. the hardest part of it all was leaving her personal feelings at the door. this morning though, they’ve all flooded through. her insecurity about the ob she’s been doing, the fear of failing, the fact that her feelings for eli were stronger than they should be. still, she could dive into how off she felt later. she had to finish her report first. knocking on his apartment door, she waited for him to open the door before offering a smile. “hey, good morning. can i come in? i have some good news from last night.” ( @starkscribed​ )

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Rachel smiled as Ali walked into her store. "Ali! I'm so happy to see you! I'm sorry it's been so long! I've been busy at the store and with Emma. But, how about you come over tonight for dinner and we can catch up?' She pulls out a dress. "This is the reason I asked you to come here first though. I thought you might like this one?"

[rebclhearts]

— with 𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄 .

despite her best efforts, she’s been excited all day. there’s a hint of nervousness that comes with it, of course. this is a job with elliot around some of his acquaintances and she’s entirely aware of what that means. they’re all mobsters, dangerous men that could follow through on their threats without question. that being said, she feels a safety around eli, knows that being by his side means that while she’s an easy target, she’ll also be under his protection --- and you’d have to be very foolish to get on the wrong side of the surgeon himself.

still, tonight’s event was entirely within her comfort zone. before coming to work for him, this was the kind of escorting she’d spent the last few years doing. hanging on the arm of her date as arm candy, charming their friends and family, knowing all the right things to say and what her part was in all of it was. she’s played the fake girlfriend more times than she can count, has occasionally been someone’s wife for the night, and a fiance is not uncharted territory either. it’s for that reason that she feels completely at ease getting ready, going over their decided on cover story while she got ready, and tried not to think too much about the fact that she’s equally excited to see eli once more. 

at the sound of her doorbell ringing, she presses her mouth together to hold back a smile. it’s utterly ridiculous to be smiling just at the thought of him picking her up, but as she opens the door to the sight of him, she can’t help it. he looks damn good, and she’s glad that she’d chosen to dress up as much as she had. her dress is emerald green silk, tight in a bodice in a way that shows off ample cleavage, before loosely flowing down from her waist. there’s a slit all the way up to her thigh that shows a hint of the blank pumps she’d chosen. her hair falls loose in curls, only part of it pulled back, and it’s all topped off with red lipstick. “boss.” she greets, eyes roaming over him. “you clean up nicely.” ( @wolfwritings )

[finnleywood]

“I know you’re going to probably disagree with me and everything because you’re in love or whatever. But they really don’t hold punches when it comes to moving on to a new holiday, huh?” Finn grimaced, batting another pink paper heart out of his face. “I don’t need to be reminded for a month and a half that I’m single and lonely.”

@aliscnxwood​