Cancer people are homebodies at heart, even if they’re out and about in the working world or the queen bees of their social hives. They love returning to a space that they can call their own.
Home and deep bonds, especially female ones, keep them feeling secure.
Many Cancers are passionate foodies who love to cook and of course, eat!
Many Crabs love to host their own house parties for a regular crew.
Creative Cancers are the ultimate culture vultures, always up on the latest Michelin-starred restaurant, new band or raved-about independent film.
Prompt idea: emison watches a horror movie together and one gets all scared and jumpy while the other tries to calm them down throughout it
this was perfect for fetus emison i’m cryin :(( thank u! xx
I told you my mum will be super angry if she knows what we’re
doing” Emily reiterated what she had been telling Alison for the
last half an hour as she sat at the foot of her bed, her hands in her
lap and her back rigid, petrified
that her mother was going to come home and catch them in the act.
it’s just a movie” Ali giggled, sliding the disc into the DVD
played and wrapping her silk dressing gown around herself as she
joined Emily on the bed. “Em, come on. Don’t be a baby” Emily
opened her mouth to protest, but at the pleading look in Alison’s
eyes she just sighed and let herself try and relax. “Hit the
lights” She demanded as Emily scrambled off the bed and turned the
lights off, plunging the room into darkness, spare the low-lit TV
screen that sat precariously on top of her chest of draws.
one did you pick?” Emily asked, her throat constricting slightly at
the delicate glow of Ali’s cheeks, her hair somehow even more
flawless as it was tied up in a high pony-tail, waves of gold flowing
down her back.
clown thing. I stole it from Jason’s room” She teased, tapping
the space next to her as an invitation for Emily to lie with her.
“Come on. It’ll be fun! We’ve got popcorn” She shook the bag
of butterscotch popcorn, knowing it was Emily’s favourite, and
grinned smugly as Emily finally joined her.
won’t tell my mom?” Emily reassured herself.
course not sweetie” Ali smiled sweetly “you ready?” Emily
let herself go, deciding that being Ali tonight, the night before her
birthday, was more important than her mother’s disapproval. She
settled down, and they let the movie run. She had never seen
something so gruesome, blood and masks and children being stalked. It
didn’t help that Ali could read her like a book, and spent most of
the movie watching as her expression stayed completely
still from fear.
so cute” Ali mused, her eyes fixed on Emily’s face.
scary!” Emily protested, clutching a pillow to her chest as her
knuckles turned white from the force.
stupid” Ali grinned, taking Emily’s hand and pulling her closer
“the blood is so fake. The acting is awful, and the storyline is
ruining it” Emily laughed, lifting her pillow up and hitting Ali
with it so that she almost toppled off the bed. For a second she
froze, and then grabbed her own pillow, whacking it onto Emily side.
They paused, looked at each other, and smiled a little awkwardly.
do you love these movies so much?” Emily asked Ali, her voice quiet
with nerves, unable to shake the feeling that she was making it too
personal. But in response, Ali just shrugged.
don’t know” She admitted “I guess it’s just nice to escape
the horrors of real life” She
didn’t really know what to respond to that. Instead of saying
anything, she took the remote and resumed the film. “I thought you
were scared?” Ali asked “we don’t have to watch it anymore if
you don’t want to”
watch it differently” Emily decided “we can laugh at it together”
Ali smiled widely, her whole face practically beaming. She took
Emily’s hand and they both lay back on the bed, their feet entwined
at the end as they let their hands dive into the bowl of popcorn
between them. Watching it Ali’s way was better, and by the end of
the night she thought her tummy was going to fall out she had laughed
so hard. As the end credits rolled around, Emily found herself
drifting off to sleep.
Ali whispered into the dark, Emily’s light breathing was the only
sound in the room. She didn’t try again, she knew if Emily was
awake she would’ve responded the first time. Instead, she slid
herself into Emily’s arms, letting herself fall asleep under the
gentle touch of her skin. Suffice it to say that Emily had quite the
soft spot for horror movies after that night.
Hey can you please do a prompt where Ali and Em don't have a kid yet (just to maintain their canon dynamic you're so good at writing) and Wayne passes away/someone emily is close with and Ali comforts her??? The more cuddling/fluff/comforting the better... you can even set it a little while after the loss just so it's more healing and less emotional. (ABSOLUTE BONUS if you can include Ali running Em a bath and then just relaxing together in it) you're my fav writer xxxx
i loooooved this! thank u so much xx (they aren’t canon in this but hope u like it still p>
had been a completely uneventful day. All but one of her classes had
been cancelled from the storm, Paige was away with the swim team in
Hawaii, and all of her dorm mates had gone out to celebrate a
birthday. Most people would be bummed out by such a mundane weekend
but, honestly, Emily was thankful to have time for herself that day.
It had been one year since Wayne had died; one year and 6 hours since
she had received the phone call that had started her off on this
downward spiral. She didn’t know she had been avoiding thinking
about it, but when she pulled out to see 13 missed calls from her
mother, the penny dropped.
talk x she
typed lazily into the device Work
was all she could manage as she reached up into the cupboard and
pulled out a bottle of vodka, unscrewing the cork, not even wincing
at the smell that she had become so accustomed to. Sparks flew in the
pit of her stomach as the clear liquid sloshed into the little shot
glass, the noise having becoming some what of a comfort to her.
up” She muttered to herself, pouring back the drink in one swift
motion, not even wincing as the familiar burn greeted her throat. For
a second she rested, before grabbing the bottle and pouring herself
another. And another. It was liberating having the room to herself,
Paige had steadily turned from supportive girlfriend to
overprotective mom as the months had gone on. To have a space to
drink and listen to her own music was a dream; especially on this
particular day. It took almost half the bottle before she began to
feel it. Feel anything was a luxury these days. It was the only thing
that would ever do it. She turned the speakers up on full volume,
some soppy love song about heartbreak and loss pounding throughout
the walls of the room, and she let herself sing. She screamed the
lyrics so loudly as she moved from shot to just clutching at the
bottle, taking a swig every now and again to keep her mood up. She
didn’t know how long she stayed standing in her kitchen, singing
badly and letting herself become drunker and drunker, but the sun
began to dip below the sea, creating a tangible orange mist across
the beach below that somehow managed to creep into her own room.
Music paused, her eyes were distracted by the beauty. It
overtook her as she crept across the room, wobbly on her feet like a
new born baby deer, resting her hand on the glass of the window. It
was only when her gaze fell to the street below that she saw her.
She mumbled, pulling open the pane of glass “maybe I should go to
bed” Her speech was loud enough that Ali looked up, clearly
disgruntled with wind swept hair, her eyes tired from the journey.
you could let me up first, Em?” She called, only half-teasingly.
dreaming” Emily muttered as she slammed the window shut, trying her
best to walk across the room and slam her hand down on the ‘open’
button. She was sure it was a hallucination, something her mind had
conjured in it’s intoxicated state to try and make her feel better
about her dad. And as the minutes passed by she became more and more
convinced of it, and wanted to curse her own brain for teasing her so
harshly. That was why she jumped so loudly when the door creaked open
and Ali stood there, radiating something Emily hadn’t felt in a
while. Radiating hope.
stranger” She muttered, standing in the hall and waiting to be
asked in. Emily just stared at her, completely dumbfounded, a crease
in between her brows as the room span ever so slightly. “You gonna
let me in?” Her mouth was going dry, but she attempted to stand up.
Only when she toppled back down onto the floor did Ali suddenly
realise what had happened. She raced across the kitchen area,
catching her before she fell and hit her head. “What are you doing,
sweetie?” Ali sighed, her voice shaking as she pulled her back onto
the bed. She looked around the room and spotted the empty bottle of
vodka on the side, as Emily flopped down and let her eyes flutter
are you here?” She asked monotonously, aching for some water.
haven’t called in a while” She told her, removing her shoes and
lying down next to her “and last time we spoke you told me Paige
was away this weekend.” She
tried to keep the evident disgust out of her voice, but was
you flew across the country to make sure I was okay?” Emily mumbled
incoherently, battling against the duvet and Ali’s arms to sit up
say that like it’s a bad thing” Ali sighed as Emily’s head
flopped onto her shoulder.
a bad thing” Emily promised. Ali said nothing, but smiled softly.
It was only when she smelt Emily’s breath that she remembered why
she was here in the first place.
you’re drunk again” Ali said, not harshly but in a tone that
would hopefully cut through the barriers Emily had up around her
brain at that moment.
Emily moaned, pulling her eyes open “it’s fun”
you’re with friends. In a bar. On a Saturday night” Alison
agreed, moving her so that they were facing each other and placing
one hand on her cheek. “not when you’re by yourself and it’s
the anniversary of your dads death” Emily pulled her own hand up
and lay it on Alison’s, not realising how much she had craved her
long are you staying?” Emily asked feebly, entwining
her fingers into Alison’s in the hope that it would stop the room
long as you want me to” She told her with a pityful smile “open
Emily mumbled, flopping back onto the bed, her hair spreading out
like a fan onto the pillow behind her. Ali nodded her head.
gonna run you a bath, Emmy” Ali told her, softly stroking her
forehead as the photo of her and Paige that hung above their bed
looked down onto the pair of them.
the best friend I ever had” Emily muttered “Hanna and the others
won’t even answer their phone”
know that’s not true” Ali argued “they’re just hard-working
people now, sweetie” Ali got up rather abruptly after that to run
her a bath, and Emily almost fell asleep to the sound of the water
sloshing in so dramatically. It was like the only sound in the world;
the only sound she could focus on. Before she knew it she was being
taken to the where it was coming from as Ali helped her weak form
wobble across the room.
think I’m going to be sick” She warned her as she threw herself
onto the floor, the toilet thankfully already open as she vomited the
entire bottle back up, not managing to avoid her shirt.
Jesus, Em” Ali complained, flushing it down as she pulled her back
up to her feet “stand still”
Emily mumbled as she lifted her arms up and let Ali remove her top.
For a second there was an awkward pause, Ali’s gaze wandering to
where it definitely shouldn’t have been and Emily too drunk to let
Paige back into her head. Ali cleared her throat as Emily found it
within herself to fumble with the zip of her jeans.
apologize” Ali told her as she turned around and checked the
temperature of the water, an excuse to not have to look at her as she
stood naked in the bathroom. “Are you ready?” Emily nodded, and
hooked her arm around Ali’s shoulder as she lowered herself into
you” Emily muttered as she let the water splash around her body,
warm and comforting. Neither said anything. Ali was too aware of
herself to break the silence, and too concerned for Emily’s safety
to leave the room in case she dozed off in the water. It was a while
before anything was said. “I miss him” She finally spluttered
out, making whirlpools with her fingers either side of her, not
making eye contact.
know you do, sweetie” Ali promised her “but getting hammered
every night isn’t going to solve anything” Emily shook her head,
not wanting to listen to it and so choosing not to.
would be so angry” She laughed hysterically “he’d say to me
‘That’s not how I raised my little Emmy!” Her voice lowered as
she tried to replicate her father’s booming tone.
dad would want you to wake up every morning and do what you need to
do to get out of this place, Em.” Ali told her “I know he would.
Your dad would be telling you to get over it, and to be the strong,
independent girl that we all know and love” She didn’t know where
the emotion in her voice had come from, but suddenly Ali felt tears
prick at the backs of her eye. Seeing her best friend so broken, the
smell of lavender still not able to over power those of vodka and
vomit, broke her. Emily deserved the world. But there was only so
much she could do. Emily didn’t reply, instead letting herself sink
further into the tub, letting her hair get covered with water.
like I’m swimming” She whispered “I haven’t done that for
months” Ali smiled sadly, grabbing a flannel and washing Emily’s
face, still covered with sticky substances.
get there, Em” She promised “I know my mermaids still swimming