pairing: lilourry word count: 3k+ summary: Lilourry as coworkers who are also dating. a/n: a short lil fic in an office setting with some hurt/comfort for ellen, who is always shouting for more lilourry fic (understandably)
capslockforpoop tagged me ages ago oooooooops beautiful people tag? idk man, i just know i’m supposed to post a picture of myself and then tag other people to do the same???? ok so photogrid app has this skin filter that is magic. i’m in love. so yeah, first selfie in AGES enjoy.
bitterslug tagged me to do the 6 selfie thing like a week ago and I didn’t have any selfies until now and they still aren’t the best but it’s ok!! Thank you for tagging me :-)
Idk who to tag so I’ll tag brandon-oh-kay and ANYBODY WHO WANTS TO DO THIS ok post your selfies and tag me if u do and I’ll reblog pls :-DDD
Home. The one place Ingrid never wanted to return. How long had it been since she stepped foot inside the house she spent her teenage years in? Nine, eight years? It was once a place she never wanted to leave, too connected to the wood floors and painted walls, a place so intertwined with happy memories that kept her from forgetting the life she had before. The home no longer reminded her of happy memories, only bad ones. Losing her family, being tortured and stalked, letting someone like her torturer into her life to become almost like a mentor. That torturer was part of the reason she left Cheyenne.
Home, it used to be. Now it was just a house, an empty building on an empty street in a nearly empty city, save for the undead. It was a literal ghost town, the houses on her cul-de-sac looking like sad little mini mansions that hadn’t been inhabited in a decade. She stood outside the home, just staring at it, eyes traveling over the once-familiar walls. Finally, she could no longer just stand there in the cold winter air, she had to go inside. If she didn’t go right then, she knew she might never step inside again. So, there she went, walking up to the front door, hand hesitating on the doorknob. She forced herself to open it, not at all surprised that the door was unlocked.
Ingrid walked inside, just the sight of the entryway enough to make her want to cry. Memories flooded back, both good and bad. She took a full tour of the house, taking her time as she looked at nearly everything inside. Family portraits adorning the walls (God, how she actually forgot what her family looked like), tacky decorations her mom insisted on hanging around the house, the nail polish remover stain that was still ruining the surface of an old coffee table. She was full-blown crying now, no longer able to control her emotions.
Finally, she came to the door at the end of the hall. Her parents’ room, a room she hadn’t entered since the outbreak started. It was the hardest door to open, knowing she was going to see the faded bloodstains on the floor that still made Ingrid wondered who the blood came from. It was the biggest mystery, what happened to her family, what happened in this damn house while she was at a stupid high school party. The door had been opened after minutes of trepidation, her hand still on the doorknob when she realized she was not alone. There was a figure sitting on the old bloodied bed, their back facing Ingrid from the other side of the room.
She didn’t have to even take a second for her brain to recognize who it was. She knew instantly. Edmund. It was as if her body felt his presence, immediately able to sense him. Ten years and she still hadn’t forgotten him, as much as she wanted to. “Hello.” Her simple greeting as she walked into the room, right up to him. She was no longer the frightened little rabbit in the alleyway, she wasn’t scared of him anymore. The only thing she did fear was his reaction to her presence, seeing as the last time she saw him, she shoved her knife into his stomach, just like she promised she would do on the first morning he broke into her home.
Was he here because he had heard of her arrival? Did he simply know her well enough to know she would eventually end up there? Truthfully, seeing him was kind of bittersweet, in the worst possible way. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to see you here, I was always one of your favorites.”
i’ve just got onto the second part of the game… and boy, was that wild! well, at least you-know-what happened between these two ;;)) seriously though, they are the cutest and i love them. i legit was gonna cry when you-know-what happened
i don’t think anyone truly gets how much i need a power rangers plot in my life. if you watch/watched the show or would be open to watching some of it please hmu i need this like i need the air. examples of canon ships i love and oc plots i’d die for will be under the cut.
i really want to be able to say i love someone thats my own gender without somebody asking me if i’m gay. because i am completely in (platonically) love with this girl and its getting really annoying with everyone telling me it’ll be ok if i come out and they’ll accept me no matter what, like NO. destroy the idea that love is romantic/sexual. LOVE CAN BE COMPLETELY PLATONIC. this has been a psa thank
do you ever hang out with a guy and like you get along so well but its like you only want to be friends but you KNOW he’s down to be more than that but in your head you’re like .. ok but please i just wanna go to shows with you and chill and listen to music .. thats all . i dont want this .. extra nonsense ..
i don’t think i’ve told her enough lately and in case anyone had forgotten here’s a reminder that truthbruvbelieve is beautiful and wonderful and amazing and i love her so much she’s the best person in the world and i’m so thankful MY BUTTERCUP PRINCESS SUNSHINE she’s honestly the best friend in the entire world i’m
spoilers beware (idk if any of you care) but WHY WASN’T THE TRIAL MORE DETAILED? WHY DID HE KILL HIMSELF? WTF WAS GOING ON? I’M SO FUCKING CONFUSED???? WHY WAS THIS BOOK FULL OF SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT? WHY DID I HATE ALL THE CHARACTERS????
ok i see a lot of posts about staying hydrated, and it’s true that drinking water is SUPER important!! but y’know what else is important? i want y’all to be eating meals!! ok? if you’re feeling tired or don’t have any energy or can’t think straight, 2 causes could be lack of sleep and lack of nutrition!! it’s amazing the difference eating can make in helping you feel better. so. eat. sleep. and drink. okay? :)