The soft rustle of leaves above them caused Arizona to cast her eyes skyward, and as the breeze lightly fluttered around them, she smiled as a single red leaf came slowly spiralling down, landing on her arm with a feather-light touch.
Callie leaned over, her fingers brushing blonde strands away from the other woman’s face, and she dipped her head, dropping a soft, sweet kiss on waiting lips.
“Now it’s perfect.”
The sparkle in Arizona’s blue eyes was enough to set Callie’s heart racing, and as the smaller woman laughed in delight she reached up to tug Callie down towards her again, this time deepening their kiss for a long moment before letting go. Her long hair was spread across the fleece blanket under them, the picnic basket long forgotten as they simply laid together under the bright October sunshine. It was an unseasonably warm day for Seattle, and with their young daughter away at a birthday party for the afternoon, the two women had decided to take advantage – a decision that both of them were ecstatically happy about right now.
“Do you remember the first time you took me to this park?”
Arizona turned her gaze toward her wife as she voiced the question, and nodding slowly, the other woman replied, her hand coming to rest comfortably along Arizona’s abdomen.
“Of course. It was our fourth date. You were wearing that satiny white top I liked, and your hair was straightened, but starting to curl cause it had rained that morning.”
She snaked her hand along the soft, cotton long-sleeve that adorned the blonde today, slipping underneath it to trail across the smooth, silky skin at her waist.
“I thought you were the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.”
“I mean it, Arizona,” her fingers tracing lightly across the skin of her wife’s stomach, Callie leaned in and kissed her once again, “You’re still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”
Arizona’s fingers wound their way into a long, dark ponytail and she sighed happily, tugging at the other woman until her upper body covered her own, deepening their kiss again with the gentle bite of a lower lip. She didn’t care that they were in a public park, that the wind was picking up and leaving goosebumps along her chilled skin – she had never been happier than this very moment, and she wanted nothing more than to memorise the taste and the feel and the love of the woman beside her.
“I love you. I’m so in love with you, Calliope.”
“Say it again.”
Kissing the blonde slowly, Callie murmured the words against soft lips, her own hand slipping into the silky, wind-swept hair on the blanket below. Her heartbeat sped up, a smile threatening to overtake her face, and although she could feel the emotion passing between them she simply wanted to hear it again. She would never tire of hearing it.
“I love you.”
She couldn’t help it then – the words overwhelming her in the best possible way – and she pulled back only a fraction as a smile lit up her expression. Dark eyes met the lighter ones below, and she let her hand trace the perfect contour of Arizona’s jaw, stopping only to capture a strand of blonde as it fluttered again in the breeze, twining it lightly around her fingers.
“I love you too. I’m so happy that I found you.”
Brushing their lips together again, Arizona hummed contently, blinking up at the sky as Callie leaned back and away, taking her warmth with her.
“We have to pick up Sofia soon.”
The blonde pushed herself up too, tugging her sweater around her body as she sat up and glanced at her watch. She leaned in to kiss her wife once more, laughing softly as Callie turned her head and her lips made contact with a cheek instead. Completely oblivious to the other woman pulling out her phone, Arizona simply sighed, closing her eyes as she nuzzled close, her heart full and content and wanting to stay in this moment forever. It was only the soft click of the camera that brought her out of her reverie, and she opened her eyes, turning to see the brunette holding the phone out in front of them, a grin etched across her face.
“Callie! Some warning next time!”
“Mm, nope,” capturing the smaller woman’s lips, Callie reached up, plucking a piece of fallen leaf from blonde hair, “candid is so much better.”
She pulled back, swiping her thumb across the small screen to open up the photo album, and her smile grew tenfold as she looked at the perfect moment captured in front of her. She quickly typed out a text, sending the photo to Arizona, and as the blonde’s phone chimed quietly beside them, she looked up with a grin, blue eyes meeting hers. The blonde picked up the device and opened it, and the look that flashed across those eyes was one that Callie would never forget. Arizona smiled slowly, her face lighting up the space between them, and she simply gazed at the small photo – a moment in time that conveyed the most beautiful, irrevocable love between them.
“I have a leaf in my hair.”
Callie laughed then, finding Arizona’s free hand and tangling their fingers together between them.
“I know. It’s perfect.”
Blue eyes gazed at the photo again, and they lingered over the simple message written above. They looked so happy. So in love. Callie was right – it was perfect.
May we always be this happy, my love.
Arizona pulled her hand back, her thumbs quickly moving across the screen as she sent a text back, and she glanced toward the other woman with a smile as she watched her read the reply. She leaned her head on Callie’s shoulder, and a strong, warm arm immediately wrapped around her, pulling her close for one more minute before they really did have to leave.
We will be.
Thanks to @heelyqueen for the pic and the inspiration :)
Can you write a one shot based on 10x18 where Callie takes care of Arizona pleaseeee?
“Your thrown awaits.” Callie brought a wheel chair to the attendee lounge bathroom and gestured to the worn out chair.
Arizona looked at Callie with heavy eyes and wiped at her sweaty forehead. “I’m not sitting in that thing.”
With a tsk, Callie walked up to her wife and held out her hand. “You’re sick and I don’t want to risk you falling.” her voice was soft and full of concern. “Come on, you’ll thank me later.”
Sofia sat at the family kitchen island and played with the fork in her soup. “Mama, I want pizza.” her pout was cute, but Callie refused to let the expression sway her from pulling out her cell phone and ordering pizza.
“Mommy is sick baby, and when she’s sick she loves soup, so…” she pushed the bowl closer to her daughter. “Eat. Now.”
Before she got caught in a tantrum, Callie added a little extra chicken to the bowl in her hand and went to the master bedroom to feed her bed ridden wife. She turned on the lamp, the lump under millions of covers moaning and groaning.
“It’s chicken noodle.” Callie set the bowl on the side table and pulled the layers back to get a good look at her wife.
Some of her blonde hair stuck to her sweat layered skin, blue eyes dull accompanied by dry lips. “Come on, just eat a little bit.”
“Okay then,” Callie sighed and brought forth a glass of water. “What’s the verdict?”
“I’ll be back to work in two days.” She shivered. “Actually three.” she sat up and let Callie run a hand down her face while the other brought the glass to her lips. Taking a small sip, Arizona looked into Callie’s eyes and smiled just enough for her dimples to show. “These superpowers suck.”
Callie grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ll be your superhero.”
“Awe,” Arizona leaned forward for a kiss but Callie was quick to stop her. “No kissing. Sofia doesn’t need two sick moms.”
“Just one kiss? Please.” Arizona sunk back into the mattress. “If I don’t get one I’ll die.”
“Drama queen.” Callie took the bowl of chicken noodle soup and stirred it. “Now, for my sake, just eat a a little bit.”
“No kiss, no soup.”
Callie huffed and debated. It seemed as if she were living with two fours year olds. “How about, you eat the soup, and when you’re all better I’ll show you that edible body paint I’ve been promising you.”
The blonde was all of a sudden interested in the soup, as if it were a sacred meal, her last meal. Callie fed her until she deemed her wife well nourished and kissed a sweaty forehead before returning to the kitchen to clean up and get their daughter ready for bed.
The evening turned into an exhausted one, and Callie was eager to get into bed and sleep after a long and excited day filled with a promising new mentee and surgeries. She got under the covers and wiggled her way into her wife’s arms.
“What are you doing? You’ll get sick.”
Callie wrapped an arm around Arizona and kissed her hair, thumb stroking the small amount of skin exposed between her night shirt and shorts. “So…I get sick.”
Arizona melted into her arms. “Thank you for taking such good care of me. I love you, Calliope.”
So we have here a Callie and Lindy manip here because no one (I think nobody) even bothered to make one. So SURPRISE SURPRISE! It’s partially Jori too, ya knoooow hihi
Callie and Lindy met at a bar while Lindy was looking for the “right one” in Flirtual. Instead of staying in the bar at night, they went to Callie’s place but Lindy wasn’t sure to trust her. But she doesn’t have any choice since she “needed” someone to move on from Ben, her ex-boyfriend. After a one-night stand, the two kept in touch and call almost everyday. Little did Callie know Lindy is a silent murderer (”I’ve done much worse.”) while Lindy believes that Callie is her stalker. Everything went downfall when Callie discovers Lindy’s murder cases (which includes the murder of her mother) and wanted revenge. In the end, she killed Lindy.
Laura Roslin: (…) I’m going to be slipping away from this life very soon. And I’ve gotten kind of curious as to what that’s going to be like, and so I did some research. And there are some people who say that when people are getting closer to their death, they just don’t care as much about rules and laws and conventional morality. Gaius Baltar: Are you threatening me? Laura Roslin: No, I’m just saying have a quiet life, and I’ll die a quiet little death, and everyone will be happy. It’s just that I’m not in the mood any longer to indulge you. And that’s… all.
Once a Frat Boy, Always a Frat Boy. | Calum Hood - Part 8.
Summary: In which a new student, (Y/N), finds herself becoming the toy to popular frat boy Calum Hood. The only problem is that (Y/N) was warned about Calum her first day on campus, and Calum just so happens to be dating (Y/N)’s best friend, Callie Mitchell. She hates him. She hates him more than she’s hated anyone ever before; however, she can’t help the growing feeling inside of her stomach after she finds out some very interesting things about Calum that no one had ever known before.
Pairing: Calum/Reader (bonding?)
Requested?: Yes. :’)
A/N: This is more like a filler chapter. The next one will be better, I promise! Please keep reading, this series is close to half way over. :(
Okay, I’m new to the Fosters fandom (holy hell this show is an obsession) but, the one I don’t get is how people can hate on Brallie…
-Stef and Lena knew that they were involved.
-They turned a blind eye to it.
-Stef and Lena decided to adopt Callie and Jude after like a couple months, don’t you need more time to think that over? I don’t know, obviously not a parent.
-They are teenagers, of course its never fucking over. First loves and what not?
-They had to get a restraining order on Brandon, ISN’T THAT E-FUCKING-NOUGH TO STOP THE ADOPTION?
-They thought that Callie was pregnant with Brandon’s child at one point and didn’t go, “hey, this is a red flag. Maybe we shouldn’t force two people who are in love to be siblings.”
-This was after Callie found out that she had a birth dad (what six months of her living with them?) and they decided they wanted her anyway, DESPITE THINKING THAT BRANDON AND CALLIE COULD HAVE BEEN PREGNANT.
-Brallie probably would have happened regardless whether or not Callie was staying with them or whether she was just a girl at a school.
-It really just seems to me like Stef and Lena just don’t give a fuck about making things worse. Like holy fuck HOW ARE THESE NOT RED FLAGS? HOW DO YOU NOT THINK HMMMMM MAYBE I SHOULDN’T ADOPT THIS GIRL WHO HAS CAUSED A SHIT TON OF DRAMA?
-It’s incest, its gross, THEY THOUGHT THEY WOULD NEVER BE SIBLINGS
-Its a little ridiculous that they are forced to be brother and sister after less than a year and its suddenly “disgusting” that they had “incestuous” feelings… fuck I’ve had stepsiblings that I’ve known my entire life that I still don’t consider a sibling, I couldn’t imagine being forced to be the sister to someone I WAS IN LOVE WITH AND MY NEW PARENTS KNEW ABOUT IT.
Callie rounded the corner of Diagon Alley, fixing the bobby pins in her hair as she did so. She had needed to look presentable for the meeting, she was just starting her new job in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures in the Spirit Division and she simply couldn’t show up looking like that. Now she was headed to the little coffee shop down the road and realized her hair had fallen out yet again.
“I need to brush up on my charms,” she huffed. “This is going to be a nightmare if I keep having to–” She was cut off by colliding with another person, eyes growing wide. “Oh I’m so sorry!” Callie squeaked. “Are you all right?”