i miss you elle


❄ Chimney by @ellesanimalhaven | 5A00-0032-3944 🍁

I’ve been excited to visit this town ever since I saw it’s first WIP pics and let me say, I was not disappointed. The lightly falling snow and warm fall colors make this town breathtaking, and has quickly become one of my all-time favorite towns!

anonymous asked:

Make out session with Levi story/headcannon thing?

This got so out of control, omg. And the best thing about writing for Levi is not only making y’all happy, but making mod Spookzz happy as well since Levi is her bae. Anyways, takes place in a modern AU where Levi is a lawyer. Enjoy, anon! 

The sound of the lock turning and the jingle of a set of keys forcefully shoved you out of the reverie you had fallen into and you glanced at the door in anticipation. A large stack of papers sat untouched on the coffee table, but you paid no heed to it, too invested in your apartment door opening; or, rather, just who was walking through it.

It was fairly obvious that Levi was exhausted. The bags beneath his eyes were dark violet in color, which only indicated that he probably hadn’t slept on his ten hour plane ride despite having his own private quarters. “Tough flight?” you asked rhetorically, taking his jacket from over his arm in order to hang it up in the coat closet.

 “A shit show,” replied Levi as he wheeled his suitcase off to a corner and walked into the kitchen area. If he was in no hurry to unpack his clothes in case they were wrinkled, then it was super obvious that he had a hell of a time getting home. You watched in silent awe for a split second as Levi’s arm muscles stretched against his shirt’s fabric, the sleeves rolled over his forearms while he rummaged through a cabinet, searching for something that you could only guess was tea. It wasn’t uncommon for you to step back and admire your boyfriend’s physique because you were fairly positive he was, single-handedly, the most attractive man you ever laid eyes on in your entire life, but this was only amplified by the fact that you had gone for two whole months without being able to see him save for infrequent Skype calls.

 You crossed your arms over your chest and reluctantly pried your eyes away from his ass in favor of looking him in the eye. “Crying baby? Turbulence?” you offered in slight amusement.

 When Levi finished placing the kettle on the stove, he braced his back on the counter and revealed, “No. Every time the flight attendant saw me placing the cushion down on the chair to try and get some sleep, she’d insist on doing it and tucking me in like a fucking five year old.”

 A chuckle escaped through your lips, only to grow into pure laughter at the thought of how grumpy Levi must have been at the poor woman who was only trying to do her job. Levi hated being touched by strangers, after all. “That’s what you get when you fly first class on a flight that’s longer than seven hours.”

 “Erwin can shove it up his ass next time he forces me to go out of the country,” Levi humorously stated, even if he wasn’t trying to be funny, intentionally.

 You rolled your eyes at his typical antics and motioned towards the microwave. “I made you lunch a little while ago, but it should still be warm.”

 “…You cooked and didn’t burn down the entire apartment?” Although it was a question, Levi had worded it more like a statement, much to you annoyance. Huffing, you pushed past him and opened the microwave, revealing the plate you had made. While you weren’t the most spectacular chef to ever live, your best friend had been delicately coaching you on how to make simple things when Levi wasn’t home to cook. While your arrangement of cooking and cleaning duties worked just fine, you had wanted to do something nice for him since he had been eating out every night for the last two months.

“I already ate some earlier, you ass. It’s fine.”

In lieu of firing back and bruising your ego over its lackluster presentation, Levi merely sighed and placed the plate back into the microwave, heading towards the couch where he sat down with his freshly brewed mug. “I’ll shower then eat. There’s some stuff I need to get taken care of at the office.”

 Of all the things Levi could have said, the last thing you had been expecting was for him to head back to work. He was tired and you were deprived for eight whole weeks; like hell was Erwin stealing anymore of your time with him.

 Before he could even protest, you marched towards the couch and straddled his lap. Leaning in just a few centimeters from his lips, you restrained yourself from tasting him in order to declare, “No way. I haven’t seen you in two months. Erwin can handle paperwork or whatever the hell he has to do on his own.”

 Levi sighed and placed his mug off to the side, those gunmetal gray eyes that you had come to know and love inching down to the shape of your lips. Angling his head, his mouth brushed against your own and, just for a moment, you reciprocated and melted against him. Just as one of his hands carded in your hair and the other inched down to your waist, you reluctantly pulled away from him and smirked. “Nice try, but you’re not getting anything until you tell me you’re not going anywhere.”

 “You goddamn tease,” he muttered underneath his breath, which did a lot to inflate your ego even if it was just by a fraction. The defeat in his voice sang true of your minor victory, but nothing could have prepared you for the way he crashed his mouth back to your own in a desperate, heated kiss. Turning your head to the side, you shivered as soon as his hand began to trace down your spine, lingering close to the curve and dip of your lower back. It was hot and it was needy, but you could tell just in that moment that Levi had missed you just as much as you had missed him.

 When his tongue traced your bottom lip, you complied with vigor, your hands moving down to settle against the rigid muscles of his chest. Against your lips, you felt Levi smirk as his tongue explored your mouth, earning him a quiet noise of approval as his hand brushed across your thigh. Wanting the upper-hand for just a minute, you playfully nipped at his lip after he retracted his tongue before you braced your hands on his shoulders and pushed down, using all of your weight to hover over him to grind your hips into his own.

 “Fuck,” he groaned into your lips, breaking away from you in order to latch his mouth to your neck. Bracing his hand on the back of your head, he pulled you down and continued to pepper a line of hot kisses until he reached the junction of your neck where he ran his hot tongue across the area where shoulder met collarbone.

 You sighed in complete bliss, dark and lustful eyes meeting his own underneath you. “You are not allowed to leave the country ever again,” you declared, tilting your head back down in order to meet his lips for yet another mind-blowing kiss. He parted and took a moment to hold the side of your face in an almost uncharacteristically tender manner, studying your features as if trying to map them into the back of his subconscious.

 Tilting your cheek into his palm, you sighed and quietly confessed, “I missed you.”

 “Yeah. Me too.”

anonymous asked:

Hi cutie! Its me! Avia! From the store? I just wanted to let you know I'm leaving Kansas in the morning and that even though we havent known each other for long, I think i accidentally fell in love with you oops. I dont have a tumbler becase im more of an outside person than a computer person but I think its really cool you write for people! Its just that you are so cute and sweet and kind. you looked so adorable in your hoodie and shorts and cute lil smile. I already miss you. Bye, Elle. Love u

Avia! I’m sad to hear you are leaving so soon, but I’m glad I got to meet you! You really are so kind to me. I hope only great things happen to you, wherever you are going home to! And, Awwww! Avia, your making me blush! I am not cute, I am heckin tough as heck. I’m gonna miss you too, though! ILY, Avia! Bye! <3 

Also, @letshaveskeletonsoffun I TOLD YOU THAT YOU ARE A GREAT WINGMAN OH MY GODD ISN’T SHE CUTE? (BTW Avia you are so heckin cute. If you were still here I would smooch your pretty lil face)


wang fei fei | 870427 | today is our queen’s birthday! i love her so much. she is mature but also dork and cute! we, say As and also miss A, lucky to have her. i love how she is hardworking, funny and talented. i hope she’ll be happy and as i always say, i wish a happy new age to our turtle king ♡

title: those four unsent letters
pairings: mileven
summary: during his freetime, mike sends letters to eleven

Jan. 2nd

So, the ball is coming up. That ball I told you about, the snow ball? The one that we promised to go to together?

I had it all planned out in my head, you know that? I could imagine you dressed up and honestly, I wouldn’t have cared how, whether it was a beautiful dress or a long sleeved shirt and sweatpants because you were beautiful with both. I could imagine you picking the dress, though. My sister would have helped you because she claims that she could see the stars in my eyes when I look at you. You’re standing there in that dress, but beyond that I could only look at your face. Your smile. God damn it, I miss that smile.

The snow ball seemed like a wonderful time, but we decided to ditch it for when it snowed outside instead, building snow forts, building snowmen, and then at the end, we had slow danced. You put your head on my shoulder. You say my name. I go in for the second kiss. And however corny it sounds, it’s the truth. I dreamt and imagined it. It starts the same and the middle is the same. Only it ends with me snapping out of it, or waking up, realizing, oh God, you’re just not there, and wondering if I’m just holding onto the hope that you’ll ever be.

I can’t even look at eggos without feeling sick to my stomach. Before you, they made me feel the same way, anyway. But after you, they gave me a feeling that wasn’t just sickening, but sickeningly sweet. Because they reminded me of you. I guess you could say, eggos were your trademark. You were crazy for them. But I don’t quite know if it was quite in the way that I was crazy for you.

Elle, are you out there?

Sincerely, Mike.

Jan. 8th

So, the snow ball came and I took Lucas as my date. He wasn’t happy, but my mom felt as if I should go, and I didn’t want to go alone. She was worried by the way I cramped myself up in my room all day after school, about how I didn’t go out often. The only time I came downstairs is if Lucas, Will, and Dustin came over. But how can I not? When every time I jump out a window, every time I ride my bike, I’m reliving that weak in nostalgia? Going to the science room just brings a crushing weight to my chest. Either way, I decided to go. I hated the look my mom got when she was upset or worried. Definitely know where Holly got her puppy dog eyes from.

It ended up being fun, ended up being everything I ever hoped, actually. It started off bad since Troy is bothering us again. He knows that you protected us. And now our guardian is gone. For a moment, it seemed as if Dustin almost wanted to threaten you to him. The words came out his mouth but stopped short. We all shared a look, except Will, since he couldn’t quite relate to the pain that we witnessed when you disappeared in front of us. But just hearing the idea of you didn’t affect them like it affected me and suddenly, I couldn’t get you out my mind. So instead, they took me outside where we relieved my dream, throwing snowballs at each other and laughing until everyone went home.

Will even felt badass after hitting a teacher with a snowball. Or at least he appeared as if he was proud of it towards us. We all know he was going to apologize because that’s just who Will is.

It was fun, it was actually more than fun, and I appreciate that I have them to accompany. But as soon as I got home I realized that everything I experienced was without you. Sure, I had the snowball fight that I fantasized over the lame dancing, but I never got to see you come downstairs in a beautiful dress that you probably couldn’t stop looking at yourself at because my gosh, you look pretty. Prettier than Sally, Hailey, heck, even Nancy (which is weird to say since she’s my sister.)

That crushing weight returned but I tried not to let it affect me. I accomplished but I wonder how long it will be until it officially ruins me.

Elle I miss you so much.


Jan. 9th

Is this real? Is it? It can’t be!

Will said he saw something when walking home. He said that he’d saw a box of eggos, new and ripped open in the forest recently while walking around with Johnathan. Even though I trust Will already, he also had the pictures to prove it! Will, more than anyone, has been sympathetic to my feelings even though he has been absent from everything that happened. And honestly, I appreciate him, I appreciate him so much, even though this is just a meaning of a slim chance that you’re out there, hiding away, afraid that for some reason, you might hurt someone or something out of sorts like that. I’ll hold onto this hope, this possible slim chance, even though it feels like a pretty small one.

We’re going to check it out after school today, all of us, but I can’t even focus on my work. I can’t focus. I’m not hungry. I’m just ready to be out there and find you. I am so sure and positive that we’ll find you. We’ll bring you home and everything can be okay again, especially since you saved us again. There will be nothing to worry about from then on except homework.

I can almost imagine you now, and it’s the best feeling. I was afraid I was starting to forget your face. And your voice. But it’s there now, more vivid than ever. It’s like you’re calling to me.

Are you calling to me, El?


Jan. 10th

They say love young is absolutely ridiculous. That we don’t understand it, that we are too young to take the jump and know it, but I say that they’re wrong. Whether you’re twelve or eighty-two, taking the jump on love is the best experience ever. You gave me the greatest feeling within a few number of days, and even if the last to experience, even it’s my last experience with you, I appreciate it, El. Our love wasn’t some typical rewind of romance novels waiting to die, or my sisters messy love triangle. It was good and pure. And I was sure. I was sure of it.

Maybe I’ll look back and laugh at this, I don’t know. “Love” “Like” what a ridiculous concept at this age, but I also don’t think so. No matter what, I feel as if being hung up on you will live within me forever because, you changed my life, El. You really did.

You weren’t there. It wasn’t you. Yeah, there were eggos, but Hopper put them there. He suspected that maybe, the half eaten eggos, the disappearance of them were from you, too, but soon learned that it was raccoons. Raccoons. I never hated raccoons so much in my life.

Everything was numb, a crushing weight on my chest. Lucas, Dustin, and Will kept apologizing, Will feeling especially bad to lead me to believe there was even a slim chance that you were out there. But it’s not their fault, it’s not yours, but I can’t help but feel like it’s mine. I don’t know why, when there’s no legitimate reason. I just feel as if maybe I did something different you would still be here in your bed where you belong.

I didn’t get upset yet, no I didn’t. I contributed little conversation to dinner as Nancy talked about tests and complained about Becky. I barely ate. As soon as dinner was over, I went downstairs hoping that maybe there was slim chance you snuck through the back door and were waiting for me.

But as always, you were gone.

So for the first time, I crawled where you slept. I didn’t like to at first because I felt like I was invading a space that belonged to you, and I know you like your space. I sat there for a moment and like an ocean crashing over waves, I cried. And I couldn’t stop. I cried myself to sleep. Not sure when I did, but woke up to Lucas. Lucas, it felt right.

But still, you remained gone.

El, please come home.


let us tell an old story anew, and we will see how well you know it…

Missing you

It was 11:30 at night when you heard the bedroom door open, your little dog growling from under the covers. “Mom?” It was your 14 year old son. “Yeah babe.” He sat on top of the covers, where your husband would normally be but he was away on tour. You could see your son playing with his hands, a nervous habit he picked up on from his father and weirdly enough, his uncle Niall. “Whats wrong love?” He always got quiet when there was something on his mind, “Can’t sleep…” Instantly you tapped the space next to you and he lifted the covers up to lay next to you.

Reaching over, you turned the lamp on beside the bed and saw that his eyes were red rimmed. “What’s wrong love why have you been crying?” Your son shrugged his shoulders and looked down at the bed. He had been acting different ever since Harry had left for tour, but that wasn’t something new in your family. Thinking back you remembered they had gotten into a fight just before Harry had left for tour…


“Dad come on just let me go with you!” Harrison yelled from the living room as his father was sitting on the couch checking his emails to make sure his plane
out to Europe was all good for Monday. “Not gonna happen, we’ve had this conversation before Harrison.” Harry said looking up from his phone. “But that’s not fair dad! Ella got to go on tour with you! Mum went with you but I haven’t! They’ve seen the world and I haven’t!” He threw his hands up trying to make his point clear. “Your mum hasn’t gone with me in a long time, and yes you have gone with us.”

“Yeah but that was to America dad! I haven’t gone to Europe, I wouldn’t be a bother.” Harry sighed and put his phone down on the coffee table. “Listen to me, you have school and your mum has work, Ella is getting ready for major tests. It’s not happening. Enough.” Harry hated playing the bad guy role, he would give anything to take his family with him but he just couldn’t. It made Harry so happy that his son wanted to go on tour with him. “Sometimes I wish you weren’t my dad and I had a normal life…” Harrison said.

Harry’s heart break at that comment, he never wanted to hear those words because it meant he had disapointed his son. The whole house went quiet as Harry stared at his son. He didn’t say anything, just walked upstairs. Later that night when you and Harry were laying in bed he told you what had happened.

“He wants to go so bad love…I just don’t want him to get hurt, I’ve been through bad times on the road.” Harry said, taking your hand in his. “i know H, and he knows you mean well but he’s a teenage boy and he hears the stories Ella tells from tour he gets upset.” You ran your fingers through Harry’s curls, eyes meeting with his beautiful green ones. “The way he said it though…”Harry closed his eyes at his sons words running through his head. “shh he didn’t mean them, you know that. He loves you so much H. Now get some sleep my love.”


When Harry had left for the airport earlier that day, Harrison was quiet the whole way. He gave his dad a hug and kiss goodbye but didn’t say much. When he looked up at you with the same green eyes his father had you could seen the guilt in them. “Hey love it’s ok” You wrapped your arms around him as a few tears fell down his cheeks. “I didn’t mean it mum…I didn’t mean any of it i swear.” He cried into your shoulder, hiccuping soon after. “Shhh little H, he’ knows that love. He was just protecting you, you’ll get to go with him one day I promise.” Bringing his face up to yours, you kissed his cheek softly whipping away a few tears. He nodded and hugged you tightly.

“Can we call him?” He asked. You nodded and grabbed your phone from the bedside table, face timing Harry. He answered around the fourth ring, his face popping up on the screen. “Hi love everything ok?” He asked pushing his hair back. “Hi H, everything’s good, i’ve got someone here who misses you.” Taking the phone in his hand, Harrison smiled at his dad. “Hi dad”

“Hey love,what’s up?” Harry said, a smile filling up his face. “I wanted to say sorry.. for what i said…I didn’t mean it.” He glanced down for a moment until Harry chuckled slightly. “I know you didn’t mean it, it just gets so hectic out here and I didn’t want you getting hurt. But some day you will come with me I promise.” Harrison smiled at his dad and nodded. “Alright well it’s late over there so you best be getting back to bed, i’ll call in the morning.” Harry said.

“alright dad, miss you!” Harrison handed the phone to you so Harry could see both of your faces. “Miss you to and hey you better take care of my girls. Love you little H” harry said. “Ok dad, love you to.” Harrison said giving you a kiss on the cheek and going back into his room. “ Miss you already H.” You said smiling at your husband. “I miss you to love. I’ve got to run but give Ell a kiss for me.”

“I will good luck tonight baby you’ll do great, tell the others hi and give them my love!” You said. “Of course, love you.” “Love you to H.” Leaning in to the screen, you kissed the camera, making Harry laugh doing the same thing before ending the call. It was so nice to know how much your family loved each other even when there were fights. You and Harry had raised good kids, and that made you very proud.

Alright my loves! Here is a little one shot that I wrote! I hope you likes it and if you want more please do send me a message! Much love-Xxxx