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Im just a weird girl who loves spending her free time writing and fangirling.
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Anonymous asked:

I hope that one day you go back to writing. Your stories are great, really. I wish you good luck, hugs

Oh, thank you so much! That's really sweet of you xx

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Anonymous asked:

Yayyy I'm excited to read them!! If you ever feel like writing more of them someday, I'd love to read more about Ella. She's such a great character ^_^

Oh, you're the sweetest. I really enjoyed creating her character and writing all those crazy stories from my wild dreams. I truly hope I'll soon write some more of that. And it's a delight to hear someone loves it! Xx

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Anonymous asked:

YEESS pleeeeease put all your Ella writings on AO3! I'd love to read them all together and AO3 is so much easier to navigate than tumblr blogs. I'd ESPECIALLY love to read the one-shots! :D

Honestly, you made me blush. Thank you Anon. (It'll all be on AO3 soon!) xx

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Anonymous asked:

Hi, I saw you've posted your Ella fics on AO3 I was wondering if you'll put your one shots on there? There's a couple of those I'd love to re-read but It would take forever to find all of them. I just love your stuff! Thank you.

Ah, alas, someone noticed! I won't be putting one shots there, but I considered creating a new work just for one shots. Now I certainly will do that, since at least you would like to read it. Thank you! Xx

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Do you ever just read other people’s writing and then look back at your own and go:

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Anonymous asked:

You have such a beautiful way with words. Your fics are full of beauty and passion. I'm in love with the way you write. :3

Ohhh thanks so much! You made me smile like an idiot 😂❤️

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Anonymous asked:

I really liked your last fic!! Would it be OK if I drew something based on it? I'll credit your story, don't worry!

Thank you and yes you can x

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Quite some news! (This is the last one guys)

A/N

A major part of this was written awhile ago, so let's just pretend for 5 minutes this is that wonderful time when Top Gear existed in its full glory with Jeremy, Richard and James. And in this particular oneshot, with Ella too.

It's unbelieveably cheesy, but it's the last one, so I let my imagination go wilder than ever before. Hope you'll still like it.

Love you xx

 „Well, it's not exactly what would somebody call a fast time, but that doesn't matter because it's time to do the news!“ I announced, walking away from the Power Lap Times board.

It was good to be back on Top Gear again, doing the usual stuff and having fun whilst working, but if somebody offered me an another vacation to Rome - I definitely wouldn't decline it. It truly was magical and I'll always remember it as the best trip I've ever been to. But, pushing through the crowd and seeing those three relaxed in their seats, I gotta say, I kinda missed England. Actually, I kinda missed them all.

„And it's good news!“ I heard James' loud and excited exclaim which made me snap from my daydreams.

„Yes, but it isn't the Dacia!“ Jeremy said while I was taking my seat in a chair next to him.

I chuckled as the audience broke into a small laugh.

„No, unfortunately it isn't.“, James added. „But it is something that's been occupying the attention of the media for this whole week. And I think all people here heard about it.“

Some shuffling and whispers were heard from the audience and I was as confused as they all were. I looked at the papers to see if I mixed someting up and quickly realized I didn't, looking at a new Jaguar XE saloon first on the list. That car was quite a novelty, but wasn't anything that special. Since Richard was opposite me, I looked up at him and saw that he was as baffled as I was. Lastly, I glanced at Jeremy who ignored my look and just continued talking. Through all the commotion, he and James managed to keep the conversation going and making it amusing, while sparking an interest as to what they were talking about.

„I actually have a few newspapers from this week.“, Jezza said as he picked up a pile of newspapers behind his chair and put it on the table.

He took the newspapers which were first on that pile, leaving the others on the table, and covered their name with the palm of his hand, altough everybody could clearly see it's The Sun. Heads raised and everybody stood on their toes to see what exactly is being showed at them. Then Jeremy cleared his throat and started to speak.

„Does anybody recognize the two lovebirds on the main page?!“ he was snickering.

Oh God. No.

No, no, no and no.

My jaw dropped and I looked at Richard in horror. He seemed surprised, with his eyebrows raised and his eyes wide. I could see him glaring at Jeremy already. I hid my face with my hands and tried to pinch myself to see if this is  a nightmare.

The newspapers displayed two pictures, both of them showing Richard and me on our holiday in Rome. On the first one, we were walking together with our hands intertwined with satisfied grins on our faces. Second one showed us kissing in the middle of Piazza di Spagna. I have to say, the photos were fairly good and they made me melt just by thinking about when they were taken. All the emotions I felt those days rushed straight through me and I could feel my cheeks burning.

The audience all cheered and started to applause, as I now too glared at Jeremy.

James smiled. „I assume you've all heard about Ella and Richard finally making their relationship public.“

Everyone in the studio cheered again, louder than before, and laughed at the startled and angry expressions on mine and Richard's faces.

„And altough they specifically pointed out that we should just get over it and keep this show... Er, professional, James and I couldn't let this pass uncelebrated.“, Jezza said with now a smirk on his face.

I sank deeper into the chair, afraid of what will come next.

„Excatly. So... Congratulations!“ James cheered and everyone started to clap once again.

I peered at Richard who was just as embarrassed as I was. He was blushing, and altough I couldn't see my face, I felt my cheeks turning more red by each passing second and I could only hope this was going to be over soon. In any other given situation, I would probably laugh along with everyone and shrug, but I just kept thinking about the number of people in the studio, let alone the number of viewers all over the world.

I felt a bit more calm when I noticed that Richard couldn't cover up the smile on his face.His teeth showed, his eyes glistening and his head shaking a bit in disbelief.

„Please, don't...“, Richard pleaded, but it was too late.

Huge pink heart-shaped baloons started to fall from the ceiling and I cursed under my breath. The audience went wild; clapping, laughing and cheering, making me even more uncomfortable and nervous. I pushed the balloons that almost fell on me and looked around, seeing nothing but pink disaster.

I finally got the courage to sit straight up and tell something.

„First of all...“, I spoke and the audience started to calm down a bit. „I hate pink.“

Everyone broke into a laugh once again and I looked at Richard who was grinning.

„Second...“, I continued. „I hate both of you.“

I looked at Jeremy and then James as the audience laughed at my words. The two old farts seemed so happy and pleased with their joke. They were clapping with the audience and messing around like we were in kindergarten.

„Was that really necessary?“ I rolled my eyes at Jeremy when we were backstage, after the show was over.

„Yes, it was.“, he proudly said.

Richard put his hands on Jeremy's and James' shoulders and smiled innocently before speaking. „Well, chaps... I'm gonna kill you both.“

Loud laughter echoed through the room.

„You're welcome, mate.“, James chuckled, taking a sip of coffee from the mug he was holding.

„Joke on the side, I congratulate you Richard, you one lucky bastard.“, Jeremy turned his attention from Richard to me. „And Ella, you really could do better.“

I laughed and looked at Richard who was rolling his eyes.

„Honestly...“, James added. „Even if you're gonna pick someone old, at least pick someone who's loaded and/or handsome.“

„Like you, James?“ Richard asked bitterly, but with a half-smile.

„Indeed.“, James nodded.

I shook my head at them. „I don't know what would I do without you lads.“

The room fell a bit silent, no more chuckling or laughing came from any of us. I contemplated on how should I put my feelings into words. Richard had his arms around my waist and I was leaning on him. It was our last episode of the series today and I couldn't help but feel a bit emotional. I didn't want this to end, this right here; us, the fantastic four, working, having fun and even fighting.

„I've always been a huge fan of Top Gear, so obviously working with you has been a dream come true.“, I said, looking at the three of them. „But now, this show has became my life. You have become my best friends and a major part of who I am as a person.

And I want to thank you for that.

For all the great memories and adventures I've had with you, because I know I'll never be able to experience them again. Not in the same, silly way I felt when I was messing around with you. Or when I was the one who had to stop you from causing anymore troubles than you already did.“

They all smiled, sincerely and lovingly, while I struggled not to shed a tear.

„I love you eternally for everything you've done for me.“, I took a big, shaky breath.

Then I looked at Richard. „And I love you even more than that.“

He kissed me, pulling me towards him. Jeremy and James making weird faces and commenting about how adorably disgusting we are. I knew they weren't able to stay serious for too long.

„I love you too.“, Richard smiled at me.

„I think this is the perfect time for a group hug?!“ I shouted, spreading my arms wide while chuckling.

They all groaned in unison and started to protest, but I pulled them into a hug and squeezed them tightly before they managed to push back.

This is my life. Everything I have, everything that's important to me.

 And no matter what happens, I'll never be able to wipe out all the memories or erase this important and amazing period of my life.

So, in that way, this can't possibly be lost - as long as we remember it.

#richard hammond#jeremy clarkson#james may#fanfic#oneshot#love#im sad#this is it guys#i adore you all#everyone who supported me i thank you#fanfics are always going to be my drug#lol
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Anonymous asked:

Was wondering if you could make a one shot where Rich gets drunk because of a fight with OC? Love your writing

So, I've kinda stopped with requests, but I'm gonnabend the rule a bit because: a) I'm currently writing the last oneshot and I'm kinda sad about it. b) Besides, I actually had a sudden idea for this one. (Sorry for the delay Anon, been away for 3 days) xx

 He slammed the front doorsshut as he was furiously walking away, after I've regretted the words that leftmy mouth just a minute ago. With the engine of his Porsche humming to life, Ifell back on my couch and buried my face in my hands. I felt so sad and angry.But, mostly angry at myself.

I hated fighting withRichard.

We both seem to realize weare fighting about stupid things right after it's all said and done, but arealso both too stubborn to give in first and apologize. There just comes a timewhen we need to let our feelings out and speak about annoying little thingsthat bug us, but we come around soon. And hopefully, we will now too. We justneed time to cool down.

And I did just that -  with what looked like a bucket of ice-cream.

The tv had nothinginteresting to offer, but I was too exhausted to concentrate on anythinganyway. So, I just stared blankly at the screen and ate my vanilla bourbon ice-cream.My phone was right by my side, waiting for someoneto call. Someone in particular, that is. So, when my screen lit up and my phonestarted to ring, I jumped up and answered it, knowing fully well who it was.

Only this time, I was wrong.Oh, so very wrong.

„Okay, what the hell happendexactly?“ I heard a sigh from another end of the line.

„Jeremy?“ I was confused. „Whatdo you mean?“

„Richard's getting drunkbecause of you.“, I could almost see his eyes do a roll.

Now I was the one whosighed.

„He's sitting in a pub forGod only knows how long and drinking shots.“ Jeremy said sternly. „Altough,judging by his gestures, I'd say he's been here long enough.“

„Jack or Jim?“

„Jim.“, he sighed. „But Ithink he switched onto something else now.“

A short pause.

Then, a groan. „Oh forheaven's sake, I think it's Tequila.“

„I prefer Jack.“, I saidindifferently, even though I didn't feel that way.

I was worried sick andcouldn't care less about our fight before. My shoes were already on and I washeading to get my jacket. The keys were in my jacket actually, my car parkedright outside; my mind was working like a machine now, thoughts popping into myhead with every nanosecond. I knew nothing bad will happen when Jeremy's there,and it felt silly that I should worry so much, but that's the same way he iswith me - overprotective and always overthinking things.

„Look, I know you're mad. Ifigured it out that you two had probably gotten into a fight, but either youwill come to get him, or the ER will.“, Jeremy said.

„Jeremy, shut up.“, I saidand he actually did. „I'm on my way.“

I hung up the phone and putthe keys into the ignition. That's when I noticed the spoon for my ice-cream isstill in my mouth, clenched tightly between my teeth. I groaned loudly and putit away, regretting that I didn't remember putting the box back in the freezer.The engine of the car made me focus and I pressed the pedals making it evenlouder. I already knew which pub to drive to, but it seemed to me like it tookme far too long to get there. My guess turned out to be correct, because as Iwas parking, I saw Jeremy helping Richard with his hand around his shoulderswhile the little man was obviously protesting with all of his power and will.

Luckily, his motor skillsand speed were quite affected by the amount of alcohol he drank.

I got out of my car andslammed the doors, just like he did in my house. That caught his attention,because he stopped and looked up at me. Jeremy seemed frustrated and tired,while Richard's face turned from angry to distressed in a matter of seconds.

„Thank you.“, I said toJeremy when I walked up to them, my arms folded beneath my chest.

„It's actually kinda funny seeing him like this.“,Jeremy chuckled as he walked away.

„I'm a bit tipsy, not deaf!“ Richard yelled after him.

„A bit tipsy?“ I managed not to shout.

Richard exhaled heavily and I could smell his horriblebreath. He couldn't stand up straight, so he kept wiggling around.

„Why do you always do that?“ now he was the one wholooked furious.

„Do what?“ I raised my voice.

„When we get into a fight, we always run away fromeach other because we're pissed off.“, he slurred his words and I tried not togiggle. „And every single time that happens, I keep wondering...“

He stopped for a moment. It was like he froze, unable tospeak, react or move.

„Please tell me you're not going to puke.“, I made adisgusted face.

„No, no...“, he lazily shook his head, altough I thinkthat was as fast as he could do that without making the world spin around him.

„Why don't we sit?“ I was a bit calmer, walking to thecar and glancing at Richard to see if he was even able to open the doors of thecar. „I have to drive you home anyway.“

I heard him going into the car and shutting the doors,but when I got in my car he wasn't there. Completely baffled, I looked back ifhe was sitting behind, but then noticed him waving at me through the two carwindows - one of which was of my car, other one was of his Porsche. He had asilly, stupid smile on his face, satisfied that he crossed me like that.

I sighed and closed my eyes for a moment, resting myhead onto the leather seat. He was like a child when he drank too much.

Quite harshly, I got out of my car and got around itso I could sit in Richard's Porsche which was parked right by my car. He startedlaughing when I shut the doors and I just glared at him.

„Right!“ he clapped his hands once. „I was talkingabout you and me fighting, was I?“

With a nod I told my answer and in the same timeshowed my surprise. I thought he was only blabbering without any sense and thathe'd already forgotten about it.

„In this sort of situations, I always ask myself thesame thing...“, he looked at me, dead serious. And dead drunk.

„What?“ I sighed, looking back at him.

„What if she... I mean - you...“, he pointed at mewith his finger. „What if you run away from me, and never come back?“

I was taken aback. Maybe it was just the alcoholtalking, but it seemed genuine. Never in a million years would I have guessedhe was talking about that. I thought he drank simply because he wanted to calmdown or something like that.

„Where does that leave me?“ his look now seemedhelpless. „I wouldn't manage to-“

I interrupted his speech by kissing him and putting myhand on his cheek. He tried to pull me towards him but I broke the kiss.

„Darling, I won't ever leave you, you don't need toworry about that.“, I smiled and he did too. „But now, you're drunk and yourmouth tastes like you haven't brushed your teeth in weeks. So, we have to getyou home.“

„I love you.“, he grinned again and I couldn't helpbut laugh.

„I love you too, even though you're so wasted rightnow.“

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Anonymous asked:

Can we have a link? ;-)

Uh, I doubt people want to see my ugly face x

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