“He knows better now. He knows. He’s wherever Harry is. He can still see us. Somehow.” “I wish I could have said goodbye,” Olivia said, another tear sparkling on her cheek. “I was sitting right there and I couldn’t even see him or say goodbye.”
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“Marry me.”
THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS FEELING I AM FEELING
One more minute. That was all she was going to give him. And then she was picking up this chair and smashing that fucking machine to bits of useless motherboard and plastic slivers. That beeping was driving her batshit. “I’m serious,” she told him. “So you better open your goddamned eyes before I cause thousands of dollars worth of property damage. I don’t especially want to make friends with Kruger, but that’s what it’s going to come down to. If you don’t open your eyes and stop me.”
attagirl. nothing cures a coma like extortion
Kruger cocked her head at him and made no attempt to hide her confusion. “…The woman tried to stab you
( ... )
“Olivia?” She hesitated in the doorway, hand on the light switch, and looked back over one shoulder. “Hmm?” “Marry me.” The smile she flashed was as brilliant as a shooting star. “Absolutely.”
( ... )
I was going to allude to a big dramatic romantic proposal later down the line, but then I thought: they already KNOW. And it would be such an obvious thing to them at this point, what's the use in drawing it out?
I AM VERY PLEASANTLY SURPRISED. LIKE, I WAS LITERALLY READING THIS WITH MY CHIN LEANING ON MY HEAD AND WHEN I READ "MARRY ME" I SAT UP STRAIGHT AND MY HAND KINDA FELL TO MY DESK LIKE "WHAT WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW."
And I absolutely get it and agree. Because not only do they know it but... neither of them are big and showy. Like, if Charlie ever proposes to Robbie ('cause in my head Robbie's like "nope, not running the risk of you turning me down; I'm cool with whatever arrangement you like but if you wanna marry me you gotta propose" and also 'cause Charlie would never let a dude steal her thunder) it would probably be something big and dramatic but Ben and Olivia... their relationship is big in that it's an important part of their lives, but their relationship is also kinda seamless. Like they got together and fit so well that it's been perfect from the start, so why would they ever need all that pomp and circumstance to "prove" it? (Kinda like in that crazy domestic fic I wrote when it was like "oh yeah obvs.")
“He knows better now. He knows. He’s wherever Harry is. He can still see us. Somehow.”
oh thank goodness
“It doesn’t hurt,” he assured, as she laid a tentative hand over the burn-like scar just over his heart. The skin was shiny and smooth to the touch unlike the raised, faded marks of the Boo Hag’s claws, a perfect dragonfly stamped above that older tissue.
:)
She hesitated in the doorway, hand on the light switch, and looked back over one shoulder. “Hmm?”
“Marry me.”
The smile she flashed was as brilliant as a shooting star. “Absolutely.”
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“My son,” Tilda said slowly, haltingly. “Doesn’t make deep connections easily. In that aspect, he takes after me rather than his father. He’s very sociable, and makes friends easily, but there are few he truly takes into his heart. You must be a singular woman to have earned a place in that heart. I hope you appreciate that gravity
( ... )
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“I wish I could have said goodbye,” Olivia said, another tear sparkling on her cheek. “I was sitting right there and I couldn’t even see him or say goodbye.”
aerghoeirhgoe;irghaerga FEELS
“Marry me.”
THERE ARE NO WORDS FOR THIS FEELING I AM FEELING
One more minute. That was all she was going to give him.
And then she was picking up this chair and smashing that fucking machine to bits of useless motherboard and plastic slivers. That beeping was driving her batshit.
“I’m serious,” she told him. “So you better open your goddamned eyes before I cause thousands of dollars worth of property damage. I don’t especially want to make friends with Kruger, but that’s what it’s going to come down to. If you don’t open your eyes and stop me.”
attagirl. nothing cures a coma like extortion
Kruger cocked her head at him and made no attempt to hide her confusion. “…The woman tried to stab you ( ... )
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She hesitated in the doorway, hand on the light switch, and looked back over one shoulder. “Hmm?”
“Marry me.”
The smile she flashed was as brilliant as a shooting star. “Absolutely.”
( ... )
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I was going to allude to a big dramatic romantic proposal later down the line, but then I thought: they already KNOW. And it would be such an obvious thing to them at this point, what's the use in drawing it out?
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And I absolutely get it and agree. Because not only do they know it but... neither of them are big and showy. Like, if Charlie ever proposes to Robbie ('cause in my head Robbie's like "nope, not running the risk of you turning me down; I'm cool with whatever arrangement you like but if you wanna marry me you gotta propose" and also 'cause Charlie would never let a dude steal her thunder) it would probably be something big and dramatic but Ben and Olivia... their relationship is big in that it's an important part of their lives, but their relationship is also kinda seamless. Like they got together and fit so well that it's been perfect from the start, so why would they ever need all that pomp and circumstance to "prove" it? (Kinda like in that crazy domestic fic I wrote when it was like "oh yeah obvs.")
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“He knows better now. He knows. He’s wherever Harry is. He can still see us. Somehow.”
oh thank goodness
“It doesn’t hurt,” he assured, as she laid a tentative hand over the burn-like scar just over his heart. The skin was shiny and smooth to the touch unlike the raised, faded marks of the Boo Hag’s claws, a perfect dragonfly stamped above that older tissue.
:)
She hesitated in the doorway, hand on the light switch, and looked back over one shoulder. “Hmm?”
“Marry me.”
The smile she flashed was as brilliant as a shooting star. “Absolutely.”
SLAFDKJWOEIRUWEFKAS;LVKMASUFIHPAWERIUAKFJSD;LA
FEELS
“My son,” Tilda said slowly, haltingly. “Doesn’t make deep connections easily. In that aspect, he takes after me rather than his father. He’s very sociable, and makes friends easily, but there are few he truly takes into his heart. You must be a singular woman to have earned a place in that heart. I hope you appreciate that gravity ( ... )
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ALL OF THIS, ALL OF IT, TOO MANY FEELS.
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