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Jeremy Allen White and Molly Gordon in THE BEAR (2022-), 2x08 "Bolognese", directed by Christopher Storer.

Dinner with the two men who meant so much to her was something she needed desperately in all the running around that this latest book tour was putting her on. Once Brett had made it known that he was coming to town, she had not intension of riding back with her dad to her old home, nor to the hotel that the publishing company, most likely Lucius, had acquired for her. She was going to spend the night making up for last time with her boyfriend, who she had missed like never before and it seemed that Brett was on the same page she was.

His touch, his kisses, elicited moans and groans from her as her body moved on instinct alone. Their relationship had began physically and it was something she was quite well associated with and the moment his hands slid to her thighs, she knew what it meant. Legs wrapping around him, body falling towards him in trust built over the long torturous two years that they they had known each other. A mewling whine came from the sudden friction, her body ready and needy. His words made her giggle as she took his face into her hands and kissed him with a fervor, "Because," she teased as she nibbled his bottom lip. "We tried to do the sharing thing before and you didn't even like that someone was even looking at me. You're not a sharer my love and neither am I."

As the elevator continued to take them higher up towards his floor, a sigh escaped from her. "I've missed you so much," the words were small, slightly unsure. Not because she didn't mean them but because she was afraid that if she admitted it out loud this would just be another one of the many dreams she had of him when they were separated. With the ding of the elevator doors announcing that they had finally reached their destination, she smiled at him, kissing his lips one more time before wrapping her arms around his neck. "Well, cowboy. You going to set me down and let me walk or are you carrying me to your room?" It was a tease, knowing damn well that she was not going to unwrap her legs around his waist at this point.

It had taken all of Brett's restraint not to tackle Elizabeth the moment he reconnected with her. Having met her in the airport, he had simply refused to take her into the bathroom. It did mean that when, going straight to the hotel and then to dinner with Magnus, he had been inches away from making a scene, effortlessly masqueraded as being happy to be there. He loved spending time with Magnus, leaning into whatever father-son-in-law relationship he wanted to have.

He just had additional priorities.

Once Magnus went home, Brett made sure Elizabeth stayed with him, a big palm curled around her hip. He guided her into the elevator afterwards, his other hand coming round to her side to tickle. He had gone for a room on the higher floors of the hotel. Meaning few would bother them. Good.

Once the door of the elevator began to close, he was on her in a flash. Pushed against the wall, attacking her with kisses while his hands slid over her thighs and hoisted her up into his arms. "God, I've missed you. Give me a reason not to fuck you here, have you spread openfor anyone to see." He guided her hips to grind her against him, the friction and the freedom from his restraint making him harden. A sensation she would feel pressed right up against her core.

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"I don't look at it like that." Sam sighed as she placed her head on Fenris's shoulder. If anyone knew what Wolfgang meant to her, it would be him. Wolfgang was the big annoying brother that her mother was not fortunate enough to give her before she passed away. Mason and AJ were great friends but never treated her like Wolfgang did, a true little sister to annoy, defend and pester. "Life moved forward and I don't think Wolf would want us to not live our lives. To be sad forever, I think in his own way he's still with us. Watching over us. I think he'd want us to be happy, Fen'. Not sad or guilty. "

Then a thought came up. "You know that thing Adán does every year with his family around this time, the ofrenda," her tongue stumbled over the word. "I was talking to him about it, he's going to put an extra one up next to the one with his grandparents, aunt and uncle, for Wolfgang. He's going to teach me how to make the sugar skulls and everything. Do you want to help me decorate it? He said to bring photos, mementos, things he liked." Then she reworded what she said. "I would like it if you helped me with it."

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Fenris felt a small ping of guilt. “do you ever just feel bad?” he asked. “For moving forward?” Wolfgang was his best friend, He knew Wolf would just want them to be happy. But moments like this, these big milestones reminded him that he was no longer here to enjoy them with them.

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@florxdexcerezos

Want it, so I got it, did it, so it's done

Another thing I ruined, I used to do for fun

Another piece of plastic I could just throw away

Another conversation with nothing good to say

I thought it, so I said it, took it 'cause I can

Another day pretendin' I'm older than I am

Another perfect moment that doesn't feel like mine

Another thing I forced to be a sign

Well, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am

Gettin' drunk at a club with my fair-weather friends

Push away all the people who know me the best

But it's me who's been makin' the bed

I'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am

Every good thing has turned into somethin' I dread

And I'm playin' the victim so well in my head

But it's me who's been makin' the bed

Me who's been makin' the bed

Pull the sheets over my head, yeah

Makin' the bed

And every night, I wake up from this one recurrin' dream

Where I'm drivin' through the city, and the brakes go out on me

I can't stop at the red light, can't swerve off the road

I read somewhere it's 'cause my life feels so out of control

And I tell someone I love them just as a distraction

They tell me that they love me like I'm some tourist attraction

They're changin' my machinery, and I just let it happen

I got the things I wanted, it's just not what I imagined

Well, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am

Gettin' drunk at a club with my fair-weather friends

Push away all the people who know me the best

But it's me who's been makin' the bed

I'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am

Every good thing has turned into somethin' I dread

And I'm playin' the victim so well in my head

But it's me who's been makin' the bed

Me who's been makin' the bed

Pull the sheets over my head, yeah

Makin' the bed

Sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am

Countin' all of the beautiful things I regret

But it's me who's been makin' the bed

Me who's been makin' the bed

Pull the sheets over my head

Makin' the bed, oh-oh

@dozenrozez

Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.

Okay, so I am going to start queue'ing things just so my drafts don't back up again and I don't "disappear" on you guys. But question for those of you who do.

@never-surrender

I want to wear his initial On a chain 'round my neck, chain 'round my neck Not because he owns me But 'cause he really knows me Which is more than they can say, I I recall late November Holdin' my breath, slowly I said "You don't need to save me But would you run away with me?" Yes

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5x06 // 10x09

Yikes.

Life came at me fast and our niece has been with us for a couple of days now, so I’m sorry for not being around. I should be on tomorrow, fingers crossed, if not Friday night, to get some writing done. If there’s anything you want me to drop let me know, no hard feelings. Besides that I hope you are all doing well!

I’ll return all the DM’s tonight 💜🫶🏽

coco mellors, cleopatra and frankenstein.

Ernest Hemingway, from his novel titled "A Farewell To Arms," originally publ. in 1929

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