Thank you and goodbye!

Hi, hello! I hope life is treating you well. I know this is kind of out of the blue but I’ll be leaving Tumblr as of the time of posting this (the account/masterlist will stay tho don’t worry). 

I know you probably don’t care of the reasons lol but for the stories I’ve yet to finish, I’ll post all of them up don’t worry :) They’re already queued to be released in the next couple of days so don’t worry too much, I won’t leave you hanging. I’ll just log in when I can to fix up the masterlist and all that. 

If you are curious as to why I’m leaving--I guess...I just feel like I can’t offer you guys anything more than what I’ve already written. Beyond the lack of time...I guess I just feel empty. I don’t want to string you guys along and make you think I have anything else to offer after my Colt and Logan series (+IDOL). I honestly don’t and it’s been eating at me for so long. I always tell myself that I’ll write more, I’ll make more--but the motivation, the passion and the drive is not there. I tried writing for other books (MFTL) to break the feeling but it just didn’t feel right you know? I know it’s such a stupid and petty reason to leave but that’s how I feel. That’s what I’ve been feeling for a while now. I did think of just going on another hiatus but it wouldn’t be fair to those who read my stories to just leave them hanging without a proper ending when I didn’t know when I’d be back.

Also, I lost my confidence as a writer. Plain and simple hahaha It’s a gross feeling but eh, what can you do. 

So yeah, that’s it. Thank you so much to everyone who has welcomed me into this community and for being such a fun place to write and post my work. To everyone who’s ever liked, reblogged, and commented--I can’t begin to describe how much you’ve put a smile on my face. In the short time I was here, I hope I’ve also brought you a drop of happiness :)

Am I coming back? I’m not too sure yet. Probably if PB drops ROD2 you bet your booty I’ll be crawling out of my hole because how could I not. I might even come back to participate in RoDAW next year! Until then, I hope life continues to treat you well wherever you may go.

Take care always,

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IDOL | Chapter 5 [Unfinished]

Pairings: (Major) Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie (Minor) Platinum | M!Raleigh x Cadence Warnings: PG13+ Word Count: 11k+ A/N: I can’t even begin to apologize that I’m leaving this story unfinished. I tried to finish it, I really did but school is just so heavy right now that I barely have time to do anything else. And as I’ve said, the passion isn’t there anymore. I’ll post up to whatever I’ve written and if given the time, I’ll definitely come back to finish it. If you decide to drop this story, I completely understand. I’m sorry that I let you down :(  @troublemakerinspace @raleiighcarrera @harrys-wheezys @raleeeighcarreras

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You” [END]

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You” [END]

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

“Colt you just gotta…watch out for the slime—no! Serpent on the left! Colt Serpent on the left!”

“Ellie shut the fuck up!” Colt yells out, trying his best to run away from the green bug thing on the screen before he jumps into a black hole on the ground. “If you want me to reach floor 100, you need to shut up!”

“Don’t tell me to shut up, I'm trying to help you!”

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

“You’re up early Troublemaker.”

Ellie turns to him with a smile, pulling the bathrobe closer to her body to keep the morning chill away. Logan moves towards her on the balcony of their hotel room, two cups of coffee in his hand, before he takes a seat next to her with a big exhale of breath and hands her, her cup of black coffee. Just the way she likes it. 

“Yeah, it’s the nerves I think,” Ellie gratefully takes the cup and presses her cold palms to the heat of the cup as she starts to take small sips. “How about you, not nervous?”

Logan chuckles, slinging his arm behind her on the loveseat as his eyes gaze into the vast expanse of ocean in front of him. “Nah, I’m excited. Why are you nervous?” He turns to look at her teasingly. “Thinking of running away from me?”

Ellie laughs and leans her head on his shoulder, cradling her cup of coffee in her hands. “Definitely not. A lot of things could go wrong you know? It’s Murphy’s Law.”

“Now you’re just jinxing it,” Logan teases, reaching down to lightly tickle the side of her waist as she lets out a small laugh and squirms away from him. “Even if it won’t be perfect, I’ll love it all the same.”

“Yeah?” Ellie grins, her voice teasing and happy. “What if an elephant gets out from a zoo and comes crashing in. You’ll still love it?”

“Definitely!” Logan laughs, wagging his eyebrows at her playfully. “Can you imagine the kind of story I’ll tell during parties? And the pictures El! Imagine showing that to our future kids.”

Ellie lets out a loud laugh, the nerves that were uselessly bouncing around her seemingly fading into nothing now. But it’s always like that with Logan, with him—all the little problems seem to just not matter anymore. 

They sit in silence for a moment, their eyes to the horizon to watch the sun rise as they sip their coffee and time ticks by in a crawl. 

Logan has never felt such serene peace before. It has been a long road to get here, a road paved with more obstacles than he ever thought he deserved, but it doesn’t matter because in the grand scheme of things—he still got here. 

And on the way here, he was able to pick up little souvenirs from each stop. Some were, admittedly, not the best and caused him pain and grief but the best ones have brought him nothing but joy and love on his drive.

And the most important lesson that Logan learned throughout the years of his journey is that he could choose. It’s only when he was able to step back and look back at the road behind him that he realized that he gets to choose which of the souvenirs he gets to keep and which ones he gets to throw away. 

That he has the power to welcome, accept and demand to the universe that he deserves a life where he is happy and loved. That the shitty life that he had been dealt in the beginning will always be a part of him but it will not weigh him down. 

That the road initially laid out for him at birth was not and is not his future and it only takes the proper support system and an outpouring of love, patience and understanding from just one person to help turn the wheel to a better path. 

One person. Just one. 

His Ellie. 

And that has made all the difference. 

Three sharp knocks from their hotel room door breaks the soft and warm haze between them as they both turn to look at the door before they look at each other with big and bright smiles.

“Ready to get married, Troublemaker?”

Ellie nods, tears already pricking her eyes. “Let’s get married, baby.”

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

Colt looks nervous. 

Which is a strange and new expression for him because he tries his best to never appear nervous because nervousness is a sign of weakness that can easily be exploited by the wrong people. But when he’s in this all-white room that’s surrounded with anatomical pictures of babies and the uterus—he can’t help but feel and look nervous.

Which Ellie easily catches on as she always does with his mannerism. She smirks a little at the look on her husband’s face, reaching out for his hand from where she’s half-sitting and half-laying on the chair and interlaces their fingers.

“Calm down. I can hear your nervousness now,” Ellie teases, squeezing his hand in reassurance which immediately makes Colt’s shoulders sag in relief. 

“I can’t believe that out of the two of us, you’re the one that’s been rational and calm throughout the pregnancy,” Colt comments as he shakes his head at himself. 

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?” Ellie chastises him as she playfully hits his shoulder. “I think it’s very on-brand that you’re the nervous wreck and I’m the rational and calm one.”

Colt scoffs, ready to throw out his retort when the door opens and their OBGYN comes in with a cheery smile. 

“Alright! Are you two ready to see your baby?” She asks as she takes her seat next to Ellie and starts to turn on the Ultrasound. “I’ll need you to lift your shirt Ellie and I’ll place the gel so we can start the scan.”

Ellie nods as she dutifully follows her instructions before the doctor spreads out the cold gel on Ellie’s bump. She then takes her little wand-like device and starts to press it against Ellie’s belly and moves it around while she narrates the process and what they’re seeing on the screen. 

“Looks like you two will be welcoming a healthy baby boy!” The doctor announces excitedly. 

Colt’s eyes latch on the screen, his own heart beating fast and hard against his chest, as he tries his best to make out the blurry grey that doesn’t seem like much of a baby to him. But suddenly the image changes and Colt takes a sharp inhale of breath when the doctor explains that this is the profile of the baby. 

When he sees it, his eyes start to sting. There, on the screen, is the sight of their baby. 

But it’s only when then the doctor flips a switch and the sound of a strong and steady heartbeat fills the air that Colt’s eyes redden as the reality finally hits him hard in the chest. 

“Shit Ellie,” Colt comments, his grip of their intertwined hands tightening as his voice comes out choked and strained. “That’s our son.”

Ellie lets out a choked laugh, she already started crying way before the sound of the heartbeat. “Yeah, that’s him Colt.”

The doctor immediately starts to explain that everything looks fine and all of his vitals look great and Colt tries to listen in—he really does—but he’s too overwhelmed by the image of his son that everything just seems to fade away. 

Eventually, the doctor turns off the ultrasound and leaves them alone for a while and Colt takes the opportunity to capture Ellie’s lips in a grateful, loving and relieved kiss. He pours his whole heart into the kiss. A kiss that speaks of everything in his heart from the day he met her to the moment he married her. A kiss that promises all the things he’s willing to do, to give and to sacrifice for her and their son. 

When Colt breaks the kiss, Ellie looks back at him with a teary-eyed smile as she rubs lazy circles on the back of his hand, as their eyes never leave each other’s gaze. 

That’s the best thing about Ellie, Colt knows. She never really needs his words when they can understand each other so completely with a glance and a touch. 

Colt is terrible with his words, he knows that. Sometimes saying them without a filter or sometimes not saying them at all. 

That’s why Colt prefers to channel his emotions through actions. 

Tangible and visible actions. 

And nothing shows that fully than the marks he has left on Ellie and the marks Ellie has left on him. 

A symbiotic relationship that goes beyond words and language where their expression of love is fully visible on their bodies, on their hearts and on their souls. 

So they both sit there in silence, everything already said between them, as Colt runs his fingers through her hair while Ellie leans into his touch with a soft and loving hum. While their eyes both settle on the son they’ll be welcoming soon into their home. 

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard​

Logan closes the door of their bedroom with a soft click, stalks to the bed and practically flops the bed with a groan.

He’s tired but…in a good way. 

A freeing kind of tired, the kind of tired where you’ve worked on a particularly difficult car and you’re finally done.

He raises up the single most important piece of paper of his life in his hand high up above his eyes, latching on to the name—his name—written so boldly and confidently above the words Bachelor of Engineering (Automobile).

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

“Hmm…” Ellie holds up two tubs of ice cream, her mind pulling up her mental list of pros and cons between Cherry Garcia and Half Baked. “Which one should I get?”

“El just choose one,” Colt sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “We’ve been at this for five minutes.”

“Shush. If I choose wrong, you’ll have to come back here and get the other flavor.”

That effectively shuts him up as he grumbles under his breath and crosses his arms in front of him. 

But after about three more minutes with Ellie no closer to her decision, Colt finally just plucks both tubs of ice cream and drops them in the cart. “There. New option, we get both.”

Ellie huffs, trying to look annoyed but realizing that it’s a brilliant solution since she wants to eat them both anyway. “Is this the kind of problem solving you use at the shop?”

“No, just for you,” Colt grins as he reaches around and pats her ass lightly to get her to move, earning him a small glare from Ellie, before he pushes the cart and scrolls through his phone to see what else they need from their list. 

Usually, Colt does this on his own but Ellie has been complaining about being cooped up in the house. With her maternity leave fast approaching, most of the tasks she’s been given has been delegated to the other employees in her office so she doesn’t really need to take home her work now. Which is strange for Ellie because she’s not used to being not busy so she’s getting a little antsy and since Colt has no other plans other than this—he thought it would be a great idea to take her out somewhere that’s safe, near their house and doesn’t involve a lot of stairs.

But he’s usual thirty to forty minute grocery run has effectively been stretched out into an hour now because whenever Ellie sees something she likes, she pauses to contemplate whether she should buy it or not. 

Which always confuses Colt. Ellie can buy the whole fucking shelf if she wants to and it won’t even leave a dent on his income so what does it matter if she should or shouldn’t buy it? 

But he tries to be patient, understanding and…less cranky. After all, he brought her here so he needs to put up with it. And he loves her. She’s his wife and partner, the mother of his child, the light and love of his life—

“Oh Colt! Wait hold on, what fruits should we buy? I really like pineapples but those apples look so good! Hmm…”

Colt sighs.

All in, All in, All fucking in…

~*~

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

“Pfft,” Ellie lets out a tipsy laugh, her steps a little uneven on the sidewalk. “I can’t believe it’s been that long since I’ve been to a...to a college party!”

“Yeah?” Logan laughs a little as he tries to keep her steady by linking their arms together and plucking her purse from her pliant hand so she won’t accidentally drop it. “Glad you could make it trouble, it’s probably going to be our last one.”

“Mmmmm,” Ellie agrees with an exaggerated nod. “I gotto hang out with all of your friends and classmates too. ‘Twas nice.” 

“Yeah it was,” Logan snickers when he hears her slurred words. His eyes suddenly catch the car driving down the road too close to where Ellie is walking. He easily, almost effortlessly, maneuvers her to his spot as he takes the side near the road. “Although I don’t know how I feel about you inviting them all to our wedding.”

“Yeaaah, that might’ve been the beer talking,” Ellie laughs, leaning her body against his as she tightens her hold on his arm. “Think they’ll still come though?”

“Oh definitely,” Logan confirms with a small smile, genuinely happy that his guest list has gotten longer now. “If the beer pong competition of who my best man will be was any indication.”

“Pfft,” Ellie lets out a loud laugh, shaking her head. “Why didn’t you tell them that Ximena’s already your best man?”

Logan chuckles and looks down at her with a playful grin. “And deprive myself the joy of seeing them drunkenly battle it out for the honor? Never Troublemaker.”

Ellie lets out another tipsy laugh, almost edging to a drunken laugh, as they finally reach the Devore. Logan carefully leads her to the passenger seat and buckles her seatbelt as he gestures for her to take off her heels, knowing full well that Drunk Ellie will loudly complain about her painful ankles the entire drive home. He takes his own seat on the driver’s side and tucks her purse next to her thigh near the gear shift before he starts the engine, pulls out into the road and starts his drive home.  

Ellie looks out of the window, her eyes heavy as she watches the lights passing by in a blur and she turns to look at Logan. His features are obscured by the low light but every once in a while they pass by a lamppost and it illuminates the absolute joy and content on his face. 

Ellie leans her head against the window with a drunken smile, the question slipping past her lips before her mental filters can stop them. 

“Logan are you happy?”

Logan’s eyes widen, glancing briefly at Ellie at the sudden question. He has never been asked that question by her. Hell, he doesn’t even ask that question himself. But now that it’s posed, it suddenly sends him into a state of introspection. 

In the past few years, he has been so busy living and enjoying life that he’s completely forgotten what it felt like to be on the run with the Devore as his only companion, to be lonely in temporary beds with no one to wake up to, and to be scared of a future he wasn’t sure he had.

Now; he has a home he can instinctually drive to, he has a string of people in his life that he doesn’t need to leave behind when shit gets rough, and he has a future and a goal that he’s actively working towards. 

Hell, he even has a cat now. 

And at the center of it, the core of it, is his Ellie. 

The driving force that has propelled him to a destination that he never thought he would reach. 

And he knows the answer deep in his heart, an answer that he can’t believe he can say with his entire being and know that it’s the absolute truth.

“Yeah Ellie,” he smiles, his eyes glistening with tears. “I’m happy.”

“Good,” Ellie lets out a huge yawn, her eyes shutting close as she feels the familiar pulls of alcohol induced sleep before she murmurs her next words. “I’m happy too.”

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

Colt kicks the front door close, checks the security system quickly, and makes sure the door is locked before he makes his way to their bedroom. 

He stops for a moment behind the bedroom door, his hand ready to turn the doorknob, when he freezes at the sound of soft sniffles and cries just behind the door. 

His heart shatters, aches in ways he’s only felt a handful of times in his life. He hates that he can’t do anything right now, broken in the thought that in some way, he is responsible for her pain. 

“…Colt?”

Colt drops his head on the door, his eyes squeezing shut. “I’m here Ellie,” He curls his hand into fists, his nails digging into the palms. “And I’ll always be here but baby please, let me in. I can’t stand not being able to do anything.”

A soft chuckle then a sniff. “Yeah you can come in now.”

Colt immediately pushes the door open as he takes long strides towards her on the bed before he engulfs her in a careful but tight hug. A fresh batch of tears prick Ellie’s eyes as she buries her face in his shoulder and she allows herself to cry. 

She clings to him, just for a moment, lost in the sea of her emotions as Colt rubs her back soothingly while he whispers comfort and love into her ear.

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

“That’s where I take my Design Engines class and over there is Vehicle Dynamics.” 

Ellie listens intently to Logan as she swings their intertwined hands a little, her eyes latching on to every building that he points out while he tells stories about his classes, professors and classmates. Every once in a while, she glances over to him just to take the time to observe his face.

The way his smile stretches so wide, the way his eyes sparkle with excitement and joy, and the way he chuckles once in a while when he tells a particularly funny story. Ellie loves this look on him. The kind of look that’s free, happy and content. 

A look she hopes to see more from him. 

It took awhile for him to show her around his campus, mainly because their schedules kept clashing but by the grace of someone reporting in with the mumps at her office and it being extremely contagious, everything needed to be disinfected and sanitized before employees could return. So their schedules finally lined up and thus the campus tour. 

“So what do you think Troublemaker?” he finally asks, looking at her expectantly.

Ellie looks up at him with a big smile. “It’s great Logan. At least I can finally picture out the places from all of your stories.” 

Logan chuckles as they continue to walk a bit more, his hands tightening a little in gratitude as she continues to swing their hands together. 

Ellie might not know it, seeing this as just a simple (maybe even a little boring) campus tour, but it means a lot for Logan to have her here with him. To be able to show her a part of his life that he’s been dying to show her for so long now. 

After all, she’s his most important person and he always wants to share everything with Ellie (sometimes to the point of oversharing but she never seems to complain). Most likely because it comes from his deep-seethed feeling of wanting her to understand him in ways no else will. From the deep-seethed feeling of continuing to lay out a welcoming mat for her to scuff her shoes and leave her mark on. 

Sometimes he realizes how dangerous these feelings are. That if she were to suddenly decide one day to get up and walk out the door, he might not be able to leave out a welcoming mat for anyone else ever again.

But thoughts like those never linger long in his head, sometimes they overstay but never long enough to cause him distress. After all, Logan sometimes catches Ellie staring at him when she thinks he isn’t looking, and the look of love, admiration and joy on her face—well, he’s confident that she too has her own welcome mat for him to scruff his shoes on and leave his own marks. 

“Logan!” 

Logan and Ellie turn to the voice calling out to him and Logan breaks out into a smile as he welcomes one of his friends and classmate, James, with a fist bump.

“Woah,” James exclaims, suddenly noticing the person next to Logan. “Is this Ellie?”

“Yeah, that’s me. Hi,” Ellie smiles, extending her hand as James excitedly shakes her hand.

“Man, Logan does not shut up about you,” James merely snickers at the disapproving look Logan sends his way. “It’s always Ellie this and Ellie that with this guy. Feels like I already know you tbh.”

“Okay I think that’s enough introductions. We need to go and have lunch,” Logan hurriedly interjects before James starts to spill out his worst secrets as he angles Ellie away from him and starts to walk away. 

Ellie giggles and looks over her shoulder as she waves goodbye at James and calls out, “Bye! It was nice to meet you!” before she turns to look at Logan and playfully nudges his shoulder. 

“Does not shut up about me eh?”

“What can I say, trouble?” Logan shrugs, throwing his arm over her shoulder and pulling her closer. “It helps that I have an amazing fiancée and I gotta make sure everyone knows.”

Ellie chuckles as she reaches for his arm and pulls it down from her shoulder so she can hold his hand as they make their way back to the Devore as Ellie continues to tease him and Logan merely takes it all with a big smile. 

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

“No.”

Ellie balks at her husband, her partner, the love of her life as she clutches her chest in utter betrayal. 

“You would say no to your wife? Your pregnant wife?”

“I told you to order the cobbler El and you said no, this is on you,” Colt huffs, almost stabbing his fork into the slice of cobbler on his plate. 

Sam, one of Colt’s oldest crew member/MPC’s unofficial second-in-command/official unlicensed medic, stares at the couple in front him. His eyes bounce wearily and nervously at the exchange, the soft ambient and calm background music of the restaurant a stark contrast to what’s happening on their table. 

“Look. If you guys are going to fight, I can just leave.”

“We’re not fighting,” Colt says before he leans in towards Sam, his voice a whisper but not really. “Even if I tell her to order her own slice right now, she’s not going to do it.”

“Because I won’t be able to finish it!” Ellie argues back, her initial feelings of betrayal turning into annoyance now. “I just want a bite Colt, that’s all I’m asking.”

“Yeah? A bite of what? The entire slice? Because that’s what you always do El. You can’t fool me.”

Sam groans and tries his best to drown out the voices of the two idiots in front of him so he can go back to enjoying his own. He’s pretty much used to the idiotic dynamic between his two friends and although on most days he can tolerate it, even finding it funny, he foolishly thought that this dinner invite was going to be different because maybe a public space would calm them both down and urge them to be in their best behavior. 

But he was wrong and Sam is now mentally putting on his clown makeup. 

“I’ll order the cobbler and you can eat from my plate Ellie,” Sam offers a peace treaty, earning a look of shock from both of them.

“That’s not the point Sam but thank you,” Ellie replies.

“Yeah and if my wife’s going to eat dessert off of someone’s plate, then it’s going to be mine.”

“Then give me a bite already!” 

“No you need to learn to just order when I tell you to so this doesn’t become a problem!”

Sam drops his head into his hands, the feeling of physical exasperation heavy on his whole body. In moments like these, Sam sometimes forgets how absolutely brutal and terrifying Colt can be. Away from Ellie and in the crew and during business deals, Colt is truly a force to be reckoned with. Akin to a fire that burns with the legacy of the Kaneko name, it’s absolutely frightening to see Colt work and plot. It’s no wonder that no matter how many attempts have been made on his life, on his crew and on Ellie’s life (that Ellie doesn’t even know of) no one has been able to touch him. 

But when he’s with Ellie, god, it seems like he’s nothing but a child that likes to bicker and tease the girl he likes just to get a rise out of her. 

Ellie narrows her eyes, crossing her arms in front of her as she uses her final and ultimate Hail Mary. 

“I’m not the only one who wants a bite, you know?” She places a gentle hand on her four-month old bump. “Our baby wants it too.”

Colt pauses, the scowl on his face deepening before he finally relents and drops the plate in front of Ellie with a huff. “You’re so fucking annoying.”

Ellie grins in triumph and turns to Sam with a thumbs up, as if to say ‘we did it’ before she proceeds to—just as Colt predicted—eat more than just “one” bite.

Sam looks at the two with a small smile. It’s ridiculous how these two can “fight” but by the next five minutes or so, go on as if nothing ever happened. As if the great cobbler debacle never even transpired and they’re back to their usual selves. 

Sam guesses that this is why they bicker so much. They never really find a solution to their bickering so when the problem comes up again, they’ll just be stuck in the same loop.

But they’ve never really had a major fight before. When Colt senses an oncoming problem between them, he drops everything in the crew and goes straight to her to resolve it. He never lets it reach a boiling point, Colt had said to him when they were planning for a job together, because when small problems aren’t fixed early on it becomes bigger down the road.

And Sam fondly guesses that the bickering is actually their expression of love for each other. It’s admirable even. That they’re so comfortable and sure about their feelings for each other that they can bicker as much as they want and know that it won’t affect their relationship and still love each other as if no time has passed at all. 

It truly is one of the better aspects of their relationship.

“…Colt?” Ellie speaks up, looking up at Colt sheepishly. “Could you uh…order me another slice?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

Sam immediately takes back all of his assumptions. 

He realizes that no, they’re both just idiots and there’s nothing admirable about their bickering at all as he goes back to his own dessert and tries to pretend he doesn’t know the two people in front of him when Colt angrily waves over the waiter to order another slice of cobbler for his wife. 

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

“Since Logan wants to get his degree first, we decided to push back the wedding,” Ellie concludes as she takes a sip of her green tea before she gives Brooke, former classmate in Langston/former study partner/still a great friend, a proud and brilliant smile.

“Wow,” Brooke acknowledges with an impressed smile. “Not gonna lie, when you said I should visit you in Chicago, I genuinely thought I would need to bring a box of tissues and a tub of ice cream.”

Ellie laughs, leaning back on the chair of the coffee shop they were currently meeting in. “Yeah, my dad was the worst to break the news to. He genuinely sounded so heartbroken and upset before I told him the reason. And to think he absolutely hated Logan before!”

Brooke grins, taking a sip from a cup of coffee. “And how’s Logan doing in his classes?”

“Pretty good actually,” Ellie smiles, her heart swelling with pride and happiness. “And his professors love him but that’s not a surprise.”

Brooke snickers at the thought, recalling vague memories of Logan visiting Ellie in Langston so much and chatting up and befriending every person he’d meet that some of their professors were genuinely sad to hear that Logan was moving to Chicago with Ellie.

“Oh!” Ellie exclaims, her eyes lighting up as she looks past Brooke’s shoulder. “It’s Logan!”

Brooke turns to look over her shoulder, trying to locate him when her eyes latch on to his familiar long hair (now a little shorter) and classic white t-shirt. He doesn’t seem to have noticed them as he talks and laughs to a guy next to him, a classmate most likely. Brooke turns back to Ellie, ready to ask if Logan and his friend is going to join their table, when her face twists in absolute confusion. 

“Ellie what the fuck are you doing?” Brooke asks as Ellie starts to pull the most ridiculous of faces, opening her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open.

“Shh, I want him to see,” Ellie replies in-between faces before she starts again and Brooke is absolutely floored that they’ve been dating this long, engaged for this long, and she can still act like a child. 

A sputter of laughter somewhere behind Brooke catches her attention as she quickly turns on her seat and stares in disbelief at Logan muffling a laugh with his hand, the other clutching his stomach. The friend with him, distracted at the counter, doesn’t seem to take notice and Logan raises a hand to wave at them both and Brooke can only manage to weakly wave back. 

“You’re not gonna ask him to join us?” Brooke asks, watching Logan and his friend leave the coffee shop with their pastries in hand, and Brooke now realizes why Ellie had requested for them to meet in this specific coffee shop. 

“Nah, he has a class. Even if I did, he probably can’t stay long,” Ellie explains, her eyes furrowing in confusion at the strange look Brooke seems to be looking at her. “What’s that look for?”

Brooke chuckles weakly, shaking her head at herself. “That I’m an idiot for thinking something could ever happen between you two.”

Ellie blinks for a moment before a grin takes hold of her lips, touched at Brooke’s words before they quickly change course on the conversation and start to share the latest gossip and ridiculous office politics in their respective offices. 

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

“El?” 

Colt calls out into their dark bedroom, his fingers ready to switch on the lights when he stops himself. Ellie lays underneath their sheets, her body turned away from his side of the bed. 

Colt takes long strides towards the bed and takes a seat next to her before he presses two fingers to her neck and lets out a small sigh of relief. He then runs his hands through her hair, pushing back the strands sticking to her forehead, before his hands wander down to her almost noticeable bump. 

It always brings such a visceral and choking feeling when Colt touches her stomach, knowing that inside is his child growing. He tries to be nonchalant about it, maybe a little tough and angry to keep up his image in front of his crew and as a warning to people who might want to harm his family to get to him but nothing brings him so much joy and happiness than seeing Ellie, with their baby, and how beautiful she seems to be becoming everyday. 

He knows that he loves Ellie, that will never change, but what he wasn’t prepared for was that so much of his love could also be poured into a person he has yet to meet or see. He even thought, briefly, that his love was going to be split between Ellie and their child. That love is something quantifiable and he’ll need to bring in a scale to make sure it’s always equal between the two most important people in his life. 

But he’s learned that love isn’t quantifiable. That in him, there is an endless abundance and overflow of love that can cover and shroud the both of them. Maybe it’s even more than he ever thought he’d be able to give. 

More than he ever thought he deserved to have. 

Colt leans in and lays a soft kiss starting from her forehead and ending on her lips. Lately, Ellie has always been tired and has started to sleep at odd times. Which scared the living fuck out of him at first but after a thorough explanation and multiple reassurance from their OBGYN that it’s totally normal for pregnant women to take naps during the day especially if they sleep late or tend to wake up in the night, he has calmed down somewhat. 

But even with the reassurance from their doctor; he still has that habit, a terrible habit he picked up from his line of work, where every time he sees Ellie asleep or unconscious at odd times of the day—his first instinct is to check her pulse. 

It’s morbid and he hates that he’s picked it up and applied it to his home life and family…but he can’t help it. He’s seen too many things, lost too many people, to not be affected by it. It’s a primal reaction at this point.  

Colt pushes himself off of the bed and pulls out his phone to set up a timer for himself. Her naps usually take about one to two hours and since it hasn’t been that long since he left to buy groceries, he’ll need to check back on her in half an hour. 

He inputs the time on his phone, his feet already moving towards the door when—

“Fu—!” Colt clamps his mouth shut with his hand, his teeth biting down hard on his bottom lip it’s enough to draw blood. He turns to look at Ellie in a panic, relieved to see that she’s still asleep, before he glares at the offending nightstand that had stubbed his pinky toe. He unconsciously goes through the breathing exercises he learned with Ellie at her prenatal classes as he works through the absolute agony and pain that’s shooting up his system. 

He hobbles out of the bedroom door, softly and quietly closing it behind him, and when he’s a good ways away from the bedroom—he lets out a string of curses that he pulls from the depths of his soul. 

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Logan x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Logan). @troublemakerinspace @choicesarehard

Ellie pulls her hands away from her laptop and rubs them together. She then blows air in between her palms, letting her warm breath try to chase away the small chill that has seeped into their apartment. Her eyes land on Logan, sitting across from her on the couch with his head buried in books and his own laptop.

A small smile tugs her lips when she takes the time to observe him for a moment. Logan has this small quirk when he studies. First, he mouths all the things he’s reading and he talks to himself to work out a problem that’s particularly difficult. Second, he basically tunes out everything else in his surroundings. Almost as if he’s entranced. So much so that sometimes it’s difficult for her to reach him when she calls out to him for dinner or to ask him to take small breaks in-between his studying. 

A small meow on the floor interrupts her thoughts and Ellie looks down to see Jiji unsuccessfully trying to get her dad’s attention by rubbing her body against his leg. The look of hunger and feed me now so clear in her big doe eyes. Ellie snickers, feeling a little vindicated that Jiji now feels what it’s like to be ignored and deprived of attention before Ellie stands up and leans down to scoop Jiji into her arms.

“Come on, I’ll feed you,” Ellie reassures the black tabby as she makes her way to the kitchen. “You can’t disturb your dad right now, he has a big test tomorrow.”

50 Wordless Ways to Say “I Love You”

Pairing: Ride or Die | Colt x Ellie Summary: A highlight reel of the most important moments of their life. A/N: Highly suggest reading this in order (all even numbers for Colt). @lovehugsandcandy @dancingboba @choicesarehard

“…lt? olt…Colt!”

“Huh?” Colt blinks wearily, his eyelids heavy and slow before he squints blearily around looking for the source of the sound. When he sees Ellie’s apprehensive and guilty face looking down at him, he already knows why she’s chosen to wake him up in the middle of the night. He groans and covers his eyes with his forearm and repeats his usual mantra for nights like this. All in, All in, All fucking in.

“Alright, what do you need?”

Ellie smiles sheepishly, rubbing her two month-old bump. “Ice cream, peanut butter and bananas.”

Colt tries to mentally project himself out of the bedroom and into the kitchen so he can check the inside of their fridge and pantry. Ever since Ellie started to crave the most ridiculous of things, he has constantly kept a mental catalogue of the contents of everything in their kitchen so he can keep it stocked and ready to avoid nights like this.  

“We still have peanut butter and bananas…” he sighs. “But no ice cream.”

“Yeah,” Ellie affirms, gently rubbing his arm to entice him. Although she never really needs to because Colt is a kind and loving husband. She knows how tiring it is to wake up at two in the morning to run to the nearest store just to satisfy her cravings. That’s why he’s really the best in moments like this because he always ends up giving in to her no matter what.

“Are you going back to sleep? Wake up Colt! I’m hungry!”

…Well, eventually. Eventually, he gives in. 

“I’m up! I’m up!” Colt groans loudly and sits up, trying to rein in his consciousness as he weaves his hand through his messy hair. “Okay, what flavor?”

“Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough,” Ellie confirms, then goes in to give him a hug because he deserves it for being such a great partner and husband. “You should get one for yourself too.”

“Is Uninterrupted 8-hours of Sleep a flavor I can buy—ow…” Colt sleepily rubs the shoulder that has, unfortunately, taken the hit although it never really hurts enough to warrant an injury. So far. Lately Ellie’s hits have become just a tad bit sharper. 

Pregnancy superpowers, she reasoned. 

Colt lazily kicks the blankets from his legs and goes through his routine—he’s done this so much he has a fucking routine now—of putting on some sweatpants, whatever shirt he grabs first and patting down his pockets for the essentials of wallet, keys and phone. 

“Hey Colt?” Ellie calls out just as Colt is about to open the door and he immediately sighs, already anticipating another requested food item. “Thanks for doing this, I know it’s annoying.”

Colt melts, all the annoyance and sleep vanishing, before he pads towards her and encircles his arm around her head and lays a lasting kiss on her hair. 

Yeah, it’s annoying but it’s not like he’s going to stop doing it.

“I’ll get you those sugary cookies you like too just in case.”

Ellie grins, laying a kiss on his collarbone in gratitude. “You’re the best.”