#Olivia and Fitz sleep together

[it-happened-one-fic]

500 Followers Playlist Starter Pack: The Twisted Wonderland Version!

Thank you so much!!! I'm afraid I don't have time to do a full event (Christmas and all that jazz) but I did want to say thank you to everyone so I came up with this! I have a habit of listening to music while writing so I used few songs (I aimed for four each but didn't always make it) from my playlists to form sort of a starter pack under the cut! Again, thank you so much!!!

(NOTE: The links go to Youtube)

Genshin Impact Playlist Starter Pack

Riddle Rosehearts: 

New Rules - Dua Lipa 

Come Along - Pentatonix 

Oh No! - MARINA 

Black Roses - Charli XCX (includes cursing) 

Trey Clover:

Sugar Sugar - The Archies 

Gambling Man - The Overtones

Home - Philip Philips 

Honey Bee - Blake Shelton 

Cater Diamond:

The Tracks of My Tears - Smokey Robinson and The Miracles  

Call Me - Blondie 

Sweet Nothing - Calvin Harris (feat. Florence Welch)  

Dance the Night - Dua Lipa 

Ace Trappola:

Troublemaker - Olly Murs (feat. Flo Rida) 

Jessie’s Girl - Rick Springfield 

I Think We’re Alone Now - Tiffany 

Fire Alarm - Castlecomer 

Deuce Spade:

Waiting for a Star to Fall - Boy Meets Girl

Somebody to You - The Vamps

Hey Look Ma’ I Made It - Panic! at the Disco

Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley

Leona Kingscholar:

Send Them Off! - Bastille

Stay Frosty Royal Milk Tea - Fall Out Boy

We Don’t Have to Dance - Andy Black

Power Over Me - Dermot Kennedy

Ruggie Bucchi

Roll To Me - Del Amitri

Two Princes - Spin Doctors

The Way I Are - Timbaland, Keri Hilson, & D.O.E

Follow Me - Uncle Kracker

Jack Howl

Silver Night - The Rasmus

I Really Like You - Carly Rae Jepsen

Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx

I Will Never Let You Down - Rita Ora

Azul Ashengrotto:

Material Girl - Madonna

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

I’d Really Love to See You Tonight - England Dan & John Ford Coley

Diamonds - Sam Smith

Jade Leech:

Curses - The Crane Wives

She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5

Staring At You - Diane Birch

Break the Ice - Britney Spears

Floyd Leech

Out of My League - Fitz and the Tantrums

Bad Word - Panicland

Rag Doll - Aerosmith

I Was Made For Dancin’ - Leif Garrett

Kalim Al-Asim

Golden - Harry Styles

Budapest - George Ezra

Boogie Shoes - KC & The Sunshine Band

I Should Be So Lucky - Kylie Minogue

Jamil Viper:

Can’t Remember to Forget You - Shakira & Rihanna

Power & Control - MARINA

Just One Yesterday - Fall Out Boy & Foxes

Move Your Body - Sia

Vil Schoenheit:

You Make Me Feel - Cobra Starship (feat. Sabi)

Vogue - Madonna

Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey

Pretty in Pain - Diane Birch

Rook Hunt:

The Look of Love, Pt. 1 - ABC

Come To My Window - Melissa Etheridge

I Will Follow Him - Peggy March

Happy Together - The Turtles

Epel Felmier:

Bad Reputation - Joan Jett & The Blackhearts (cursing)

Take Me Home, Country Roads - John Denver

Cooler Than Me - Mike Posner

So What - P!nk (cursing)

Idia Shroud:

Something About Us - Daft Punk

Come Inside of My Heart - IV of Spades

He’s So Shy - The Pointer Sisters

Heavy In Your Arms - Florence and the Machine

Ortho Shroud:

Electric Angel - Hatsune Miku

One More Time - Daft Punk

Malleus Draconia:

I Found - Amber Run

Deeper than the Night - Olivia Newton John

Disturbia - Rihanna

Bad Habits - Ed Sheeran

Lilia Vanrouge:

I Love the Nightlife (Disco Round) - Alicia Bridges

Raise Your Glass - P!nk

Saturn - Sleeping at Last

We are Family - Sister Sledge

Silver:

Fireflies - Owl City

(They Long To Be) Close To You - Carpenters

When You Say Nothing At All - Allison Krauss & Union Station

Son Of Man - Phil Collins (From Disney's Tarzan)

Sebek Zigvolt:

The Glory of Love - Peter Cetera

Head Over Heels - Tears for Fears

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

Shout - Tears for Fears 

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[zalrb]

if stefan and elena were in a situation where they end up having sex when they weren't supposed to (like delena in 5x17 or 16?) what do you think their walking up after that night scene would look like?

So, they sleep together even though they're broken up and decide it's best not to be together? I mean ... if it's SE, them not being together is going to be for a very angsty reason, it's going to be because of an external obstacle with a lot of stakes so the way I envision them waking up after a moment of weakness is some sort of iteration of what I've written in fanfics:

She faced him, leaning into his body and immediately, he put his arms around her and she folded into his embrace, clutching onto his jacket. “I missed you.”

“I missed you,” he said and he held her even tighter, his mouth atop her head, in her hair. Elena blinked slowly in comfort, in relief and her hands slipped up to his chest and she pulled away slightly so that she could look directly at him. After a moment she lowered her gaze to his lips. Stefan paused, an expression of conflict passing over his face, and then he closed his eyes and pulled away further so that their embrace was almost broken.

“We can’t,” he said.

 “I know,” she said. “I know.”

Stefan lowered his hands so that he was no longer touching Elena and they stared at each other, their mouths moving silently with things they wanted to say. And then —

So, repurposing something like this, they would wake up holding each other, say they miss one another but nothing has changed and basically be Fitz and Olivia with their stupid one minutes where they let themselves be for a moment and it's bittersweet until one of them leaves

or they're Nick and June

Or it can be them waking up and awkwardly getting dressed and Stefan being like, "Last night was..." and she'll go "a mistake?" and he'll do that "turn sharply"

and then be like, "No, it could never be a mistake but it was selfish. We were selfish" as a callback to 2x06.

#stelena

[cherienymphe]

I just started Scandal and I'm in the middle of season 3 and honestly I see why there isn't a lot of dark!fics or fics in general for Fitz because he's high-key already dark on the show and he's been like that since the first episode 😭

Like I get why it's appealing and I'm all for it but sometimes he'll do some shit and I'm like this isn't normal. Why do I like this?

Especially having Liv followed and monitored by Jake when they weren't even together. He was a complete stalker and never completely understood the word no at all. He'll constantly do some wild shit and win Olivia back by fucking her stupid and then they move on and repeat the cycle all over again.

With that being said, I'd still read it from you if you were ever inspired to do so.

I can't remember what season that was when he went to literal *** for her 😭😭 that man was a shitty man and an even shittier President. Every time I rewatch I always forget he really did sleep with that internet and just let Olivia ruin her life like-

#asks

[jaeshoney]

i’m watching scandal for the first time and i’m on season 3 and ik Olivia and Fitz end up together but i’m sorry i looove Jake like her and that man belong together in my head…even tho he sucks for sleeping with her for a “mission”

#i’m sorry he is just to fine for her to be settling for that old man #her dad sucks ass tho #jake and olivia #scandal #fitz and olivia #abc scandal #scandal abc #olivia pope #jake ballard

[oliviapopesgf]

Fitz sometimes can be very possessive over Olivia,  specially on earlier seasons, because it’s the one thing he has. When it comes down to it he has no hold over her, they have no ties other than the simple choice to be together. He can only ask her for things, but he knows he has no right (103), still he asks her not to sleep with Jake (317) or whatever he can, and I do think that kind of kills him. It’s not a coincidence he’s constantly trying to give up on his marriage and the presidency, the thing he wants the most is to be able to be bound to her somehow.

#scandal #olitz #fitzgerald grant

[douxbebearchives]

I'm looking for a story Fitz and Olivia have daughters who are best friends with each other. Fitz invites Liv's daughter to vacation with them and Liv goes, too. Liv and Fitz sleeps together. They're both divorced from their spouses. Please help and thank you. Also, I want to buy you a cup of coffee, how does that work. Again, thank you so much I truly appreciate your site.

Hi there. 

It Happens When You Least Expect It by BytesTheDust. 

You access the PDF here.

Here is the link for the coffee. Thanks for supporting! So glad you’re enjoying the blog.

#Find An Olitz Fic #answered #It Happens When You Least Expect It #BytesTheDust #Olivia and Fitz's daughters are best friends #divorced!Olitz #single parents #divorced parents #vacation #Olivia and Fitz sleep together #southerngirl612

[anincorrectpetunia]

There is a great joy and satisfaction that comes from truly knowing someone, Fitz thought. It is like being allowed to be two people at once. Or owning one home and being a beloved visitor to another, knowing that door is always open to you. True intimacy feels like someone allowing you to take up residence inside them. Not with parts of your body, but your entire existence. As if they carry you around with them as a grounding comfort, not an oppressive burden.

Fitz wanted that. And, in turn, he wanted to spiritually inhabit someone. The one. He wanted a full life with her. Olivia. A full week of Tuesdays. Sunday mornings in bed, when they would make lazy love, then playfully squabble about who would take care of breakfast and who would get to shower first, only to end up doing both together. Arguments about parenting and sharing snapshots of cute things their babies did when the other was not there. To care for her in sickness and discover if she regressed into infancy—whiny and helpless; or would she be stubborn and full of denial. To be allowed into her darkness and bathe in her light. He was ready to offer the same. A love worthy of writing about someday is what he wanted. But only with her. All of her. More than anything else, he missed their friendship. Such a shame to lose that.

Lying there in bed, unable to think of nothing and no one else. Fitz found his quaint, domesticated thoughts of her turning amorous. He recognized the return of his earlier vision—the morning frolic in bed with her. The very one he had seen when he looked at her bed just hours ago. Longing traveled south and his dick began to stir at the thought of being on top of her, pouring into his kiss everything he felt for her. He began to think about the feeling of her mouth, pliant and welcoming to every exploration of his tongue. Accustomed to sleeping naked, his dick, now fully erect, tented his sheets, urging him deeper into this fantasy. He reached into his bedside table before he fisted his length, pumping up and down as he imagined the specter of Olivia riding him, her face awash in the pleasure he provided. She bit her lip, savoring the ecstasy she wrung from him with each swirl of her hips. His eyes traveled to the back of his head because now she put his thumb in her mouth and performed Cirque du Soleil routines until his toes were curling. He pumped faster and faster, his chest heaving up and down. She was driving him into a frenzy. His pace was rapacious inside her, forcing her to fall to his chest, so racked with pleasure she could no longer stay upright. With possessive handfuls of her ass, he alone now controlled their rhythm. Her moaning intensified in his ear, spurring him on as she hotly whispered, "You feel so good inside me. Don't ever stop." The warm zephyr of her words in his ear and the slip and slide of her cunt had him losing control in no time, erupting like Mount Vesuvius.

Minutes later when his breathing had calmed, remnants of his lust on his fingers brought him around to a cold reality: she was not there, and he was alone.

…More

#Episode 11 excerpt #repost #olitz fan fiction #au olitz

[littleredlie]

Intervention (S1P4)

Series Masterlist | Master Masterlist

Chicago Med x doctor!OC Morgan Fitzgerald is a doctor at Chicago Medical and she returns back after a two week break. However, we learn that she didn’t spend her entire break off and instead focused on her sister’s murder.  Based off S1E11 of Chicago Med

2.3k+ Words (Short chapter)

Featuring: Morgan Fitzgerald, Hayden Everett (mentioned), Will Halstead, Maggie Lockwood, Connor Rhodes, Kevin Atwater, Adam Ruzek, Jay Halstead (mentioned), Sarah Reese Warning:  mentions of rape and murder, idk what else ??? A/N: Yikes, I started writing this chapter and ended up writing the next chapter so I had to write the end of this one and the beginning of part 5. This part was hard to write because the episode didn’t have much action to put Morgan in and so I made it a kind of Morgan-centric episode. It’s very shot, I had no idea what I was doing. Part 5 is better and I’ve already started part six. Sorry in advance. And we will never talk about this chapter again.

Part Three

“Hey Morgan, welcome back.”

“Hey Mags, how’re you?” Morgan tosses her stethoscope around her neck and picks up a few papers sitting on the desk.

“Nope, nada. I wanna hear how your vacation went. You’re gone for two weeks and not a single person hears from you. You do not deserve to hear about any work drama until you spill.”

“I think you are being overdramatic. And not that you need to know, but Connor heard from me,” Morgan shrugs, not daring to look at the nurse. Maggie had an eyebrow raised and was giving her a look; it was similar to the one she did during Jay and the doctor’s interaction.

“You two really have history don’t you?”

“Yeah, we’ve known each other for almost 15 years. He knew my sister first, but he and I were just closer.” At the mention of her sister, Maggie sends her friend a soft but the latter still isn’t looking. “And we made this ridiculous promise while we were drunk about how we were always gonna be there for each other, and yet, neither of us have broken that promise.” Morgan is quiet for a second as she thinks about the time she and Connor had as friends, but then she moves on. Like she always does when it comes to her personal life. She never lingers on it long enough for people to try and figure her out. “My vacation though was very quiet. Hayden and I drove up to a resort  up north and rented a cabin. We skied, went to spas, ate luxurious food. She had to leave for an assignment early so I just relaxed and did a little research too.”

“So you went all the way to a resort just to work, eventually.”

“The work’s never done Maggie,” with that Morgan leaves with a smile, heading to   the first patient of her day. Maggie just watches her receding back.

Before Morgan can make it into her assigned examination room, someone walks up to her, placing a gentle hand on her lower back.

“Hey Fitz,” Connor says, a small smile on his face.

“Fitz? No one’s called me that since med school,” she chuckles fully stopping to look at him. “What can I do for you?”

“I just wanted to welcome you back. You look good.”

“Yeah, I guess time off was vital. But I have to know,” she pauses, the anticipation building and Connor waiting. “Does everyone know about Olivia? I’d suspect everyone would come to you for some clarification.”

Connor pauses, contemplating whether or not to spew out a white lie. It was true a few people came and prodded for the truth. And he briefly heard whispered conversations among colleagues before they would stop when he got near, but he knew what the topic was. Connor also knew how private Morgan was. She always had been, and after Olivia’s death she just became more closed off. But she also didn’t like being lied to. “Yeah, people know. I’ve tried to handle it, but it has its own life.”

“I guess it’s okay. I just…. I don’t know.” She shrugs and Connor rests his hands on her upper arms.

“Will you be okay?” His voice is sincere and Morgan wants to hug him, but maybe not right now.

“I will be,” at that Connor is about to pull away but Morgan stops him. “Hey, I wanted to apologize for being a bitch before I left. You know how my family gets me.”

“I understand. I do. And I’ll always give you the space you need.”

“Yeah, I know. But I probably shouldn’t push away my best friend. I need you, especially now.”

Connor pulls Morgan into a quick hug and is going to say something but a commotion arises from the ambulance bay.

“Dr. Rhodes, can you get this, please?” The two doctors pull apart and turn to the pleading charge nurse. “We’re slammed.” 

“I’m on it!” He answers back and throws a ‘talk later’ look to Morgan over his shoulder.

She nods back to him and finally turns her direction to her primary goal. With notes open about the patient on the tablet and a smile on her face, Dr. Fitzgerald returns to work.

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Three hours later, Morgan is on a roll. Treating patients as quickly and efficiently as she could. She had seen her usual coworkers, except Will. She may or may not have been avoiding him. And it was about to get easier, because after her lunch break she was heading up the OBGYN. She loved emergency medicine, but always felt that there weren’t enough available people in the emergency room that specialized in the field. Just like Connor was pursuing cardiothoracic surgery and Natalie was focused on emergency pediatrics, Morgan focused on obstetric and gynecology emergencies. It interested her just as much as emergency medicine did and after losing a pregnant patient when she first got her match, the choice came easy to her.

“Dr. Fitzgerald.” Maggie calls, pulling the doctor in her direction.

“Yes ma’am. What can I do for you?” Morgan leans her body on the desk as the ensuing chaos of the emergency room flutters around them.

“I just need a signature here for your last patient’s discharge papers.” 

“No problem.” Morgan pulls out a pen from her pocket and signs the paperwork. During this, Will siddles up to her. Maggie notices first and wants to usher him away, since she (along with everyone) noticed that Morgan was ignoring him, but the redhead ignored the nurse’s glares and he turned to Morgan, who still hadn't noticed that he was there.

“Morgan.”

Morgan’s plump lips fold into a thin line as a breath catches in her throat, she was avoiding this. Slowly placing the pen back into her jacket, she finally lays her eyes on him. “Dr. Halstead.”

“It’s good to see you back.” He starts, trying to catch her eyes which were fluttering around the hospital floor, evading. “I was hoping we co–” a ringtone interrupts his words and Morgan notices it’s coming from her. She breathes out a sigh of relief when she pulls it out. It may have been petty, but she wanted to stay angry at him a little longer. 

“Sorry, I have to take this.” Without a response, she answers the phone without looking at who it is, and walks away. “Hey, are you here?” She asked.

“Yeah, we’re in the parking garage, top floor.” His answer beckons her to start walking to the hospital employee parking lot.

“We?” Morgan questioned. 

“Yeah, Adam’s here.”

“Kevin!” She screeches, annoyance bubbling inside her. There was a reason she didn’t ask for Adam’s help.

“He’s my partner Morg, I couldn’t blow him off.” Kevin answers back and she pushes out an agitated sigh.

“Ugh, whatever. I’ll be up there in a few.” Morgan hands up and stuffs her cellphone back into her lab coat pocket.

The weather isn’t bad when Morgan hikes herself up to the top of the parking garage.  She can see the two policemen leisurely enjoying a cup of coffee.  She’d met Kevin years ago through his younger brother Jordan. The younger kid ended up in the hospital and Morgan was the one to treat him. They got to talking, found out they had some things in common, and it was one of the closest connections she made when she first moved out here and after Olivia’s death. Dating wasn’t an option between them, the way the two cared for each other was something close to two siblings and again, the fact that she dated Jay wasn’t helping. She didn’t want to dip her toe into the police dating pool again.

Morgan knew Adam through Kevin and Jay. And she made the mistake of introducing Adam to her roommate. Those two were quite the pair. Hayden used him as an inside source when it came to her articles and he used her to do things that he as a police officer legally couldn’t do (Morgan wasn’t necessarily supposed to know that though). Together, they made an agreement to warm each other’s bed when it was needed. Morgan of course thought it was stupid as Adam was a mess when it came to his love life, Hayden reassured that it was no strings attached and they were practically best friends when they weren’t sleeping together. 

Other than that, Morgan and Adam didn’t have a bad relationship, she didn’t want to ask him this favor because she knew he’d tell Hayden. And Morgan doesn’t want her roommate on her back.

“Hey boys,” Morgan called out to them, her body leaning through the open passenger window. She gives a strained smile to Adam and he gives her one back, knowing why she didn’t ask him to do the favor. Without saying anything, Kevin passes the folder she asked for.

It was surprisingly thinner than what she expected it to be. This killer has been on the loose for a while and she’d hoped that the police would listen to her anonymous tips that tried to tie together all his crimes. But the evidence showed that they didn’t.

“This is all they have Kev?” Morgan flips through the pages, disappointment written on her face. 

“Yeah.  I tried digging up some more, but that’s all that was available.”

“God, cops are so fucking useless.” She huffs out, completely missing the offended faces on the two detectives. “I have more in my own files than this. I tried taking it in, but I keep getting shut down.”

“Morgan, you can’t do this by yourself.” Adam finally speaks up, placing a hand on her wrist. She pulls her eyes away from the paperwork to him. 

“But it seems like no one else wants to do the work. Olivia’s case has gone cold and I feel like the longer that it goes unsolved, the harder it will be to get justice.” Olivia’s throat aches as a sob threatens to creep out. There are tears brimming in her eyes and she turns her body away from the two men.

“I understand that, doc. But, you already have to worry about your patients and yourself.” Adam starts, glancing at Kevin, trying to get his partner to say something. The black man is unsure what to say, he’d recently learned about Morgan’s sister when she first asked him to acquire the files. 

“Why don’t we take a look into it?” Kevin says and Adam wants to hit him upside the head. Adam had promised Hayden that he would help Morgan move on, which meant getting Olivia’s investigation out of her mind. If he and Kevin pursued this case, Morgan would never let it rest.

“Would you really do that?” Morgan almost throws herself into the car, hope filling in her chest. “You’d do actual investigating?” Kevin hesitates when he meets eye contact with Adam,  but the look on Morgan’s face destroys him.

“Yeah, I’ll try to do some work in between my regular caseload.” There’s a soft smile on Kevin’s face while Adam sighs out then turns his head to look at the giddy doctor.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me Kevin. You too, Adam.” Before the second man could say anything, Morgan’s phone goes off indicating the arrival for one of her pregnant patients. “Looks like I have to go. Why don’t you come over tonight and I’ll give you everything that I have.” She smiles at both of them. “And Adam, please don’t tell Hayden or Jay.”

“Jay?” Adam questions. He understood why she didn’t want him to tell Hayden, but Jay?

“Yeah, Jay. The two of us are in a really good spot right now and I don’t want to jeopardize that anymore that it already has been.” Adam nods, understanding. “I’ll see you guys later.” With that, Morgan makes her way back into the hospital.

          ❦

Between patients Morgan finds herself peeking into the folder that Kevin gave her. One name stands: Isaac Elway. Apparently, his sister was a victim to the same killer that ended Olivia’s life. Details of the horrific crime, along with her sisters, were displayed in the paperwork. Morgan’s read the information about Olivia’s case numerous times before, but it still breaks her heart and it constantly keeps her up at night.

When she has no more patients, she pulls out a card with number on it. It’s Elway’s. She dials the number, her fingernail being demolished by the teeth in her mouth. She didn’t know why she was so nervous, she’d been searching for answers for years. This was the first time she had heard of Elway and she had to know what he knew. Why was phone number in the file? Was he that important.

The phone rings and anxiety rises in Morgan’s throat. Eventually she had to get answers, that’s why she had Kevin looking into more details. No one answers the other line, just the automated voicemail message and a beep. Morgan quickly debates in her head whether or not to leave a message,  but ultimately she does.

“Hi, Mr. Elway this Dr. Morgan Fitzgerald at Gaffney Chicago Medical Center.  I am calling in regards to Sabrina Elway’s case file and it’s relation to another case. This isn’t a topic would like to discuss over the phone so I’d appreciate it if you would give me a call back. Thank you.” She hangs up the call and shoves the phone back into the pocket of her scrubs. 

“Dr. Fitzgerald, I need an OB consult on a patient?” Dr. Reese pokes her head through the door, oblivious to the emotions ripping the attending.

“Yeah, give me a moment.  I’ll be there.” The intern nods her head and retreats back towards the nurse’s central desk.

Morgan watches Sarah leave and then her eyes graze over the presence of her fellow doctors and the patients inhabiting the emergency room. She needed to accept that she will get her answers soon and that she could not speed the process of the world. She couldn’t afford getting distracted or she’d put herself and her patients in danger. She leaves the doctor’s lounge and heads back to her job, finally relinquishing control of her sister’s case.

Part Five

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[songbirdstrivestothrive]

Son: II

A/N: **Posting the full chapter here because ff.net is glitching a little this morning and I’m not sure what you’re seeing as an end user.** This series could have literally been one chapter but I just get too excited and can’t wait to share with you guys LOL. Here is The Morning After. A little more romance and a lot less crying.

Olivia wakes up cold the next morning, and when she rolls over she quickly figures out why. She blinks in the semi-darkness, looking around for a clock, but before she can get up the low rumble of his voice comes from outside the bedroom door. He re-appears a moment later, in his boxers, pressing the end call button on his cell phone.

“Oh…did I wake you? I’m sorry,” he breathes, doing a double take when he sees that she’s awake.

She shakes her head, watching him cross the room. “No, I just—I woke up because I was cold.”

His eyes warm and he sets the phone aside, climbing back into bed. He rolls onto his side and holds his arm up while she cuddles into his chest, tucking the blankets around her body.

“Better?” he murmurs, pressing his lips against her forehead.

She hums, tucking herself into his chest even more, pressing her nose against his neck.

“Geez, your nose iscold,” he chuckles, tightening his arms around her.

“Who was on the phone?” she asks softly, curiosity getting the better of her.

He yawns, nuzzling his lips into her hair. “Morning briefing. I want to take some time up here, but, I told them I still want to be briefed every day.”

“That’s good,” she yawns, catching it from him, “You should do what makes you comfortable.”

They’re quiet for a few minutes, and his warm palm rubs slowly up and down her back.

“When did you steal my clothes?”

She smiles against his collarbone; she’s stolen a long-sleeved thermal shirt from his Camp David closet. “After you fell asleep. I was too cold without a shirt.”

“We’ll get some of your things up here today,” he says, and then adds quickly, “If you’re staying. I—I know this wasn’t exactly planned—“

“I’m staying,” she whispers, reassuring him.

After another minute, he takes a breath like he wants to say something, and then stops. She lifts her face from his neck and moves up to share his pillow, meeting his eyes as her hand comes up to cup his cheek.

“Don’t you dare be sorry,” she warns softly, reading the apology written all over his face.

“Liv, I’m sorry—“

“You don’t need to apologize to me.”

“Like hell I don’t,” he breathes, eyes widening, “You had to drop everything—“

“I didn’t have to do anything. I’m here because I wantto be here with you—no, look at me—“

He’s looking down, and she waits for him to look at her again.

“—I love you,” she says softly, stroking his cheekbone with her thumb, “And I know I don’t say that enough, but…I love you. Do you believe that?”

Fitz swallows thickly, and then nods, still holding her gaze.

“Then pleasebelieve me when I tell you there is nowhere else I’d rather be,” she murmurs.

He still looks apologetic, glancing down between them. “I shouldn’t have let myself lose control like that. With you.”

“Fitz, there is no should or shouldn’t. You can cope however you need to cope.”

“Did I hurt you?” he murmurs, brows furrowed, cradling her cheek like she’s made of glass.

“Baby, no, of course not,” she breathes, reaching up to smooth his hair.

Before she can say anything else, he cups her between her thighs, gently rubbing the heel of his hand over her pubic bone. She hisses a little before she can stop herself, because she issore and tender, more than she’d realized.

“Fuck,” he whispers, pressing his forehead against her neck, “I’m sorry, Livvie, I didn’t—“

“—stop. Look at me.”

Again, she waits for him to lift his gaze back up to hers, and she cradles his face between both hands, looking at him with gentle, serious eyes.

“It’s okay,” she says firmly, making sure he hearsher, “You didn’t hurt me. I’m a little sore, now, but last night…you didn’t hurt me. Okay? It’s okay.”

He stares into her eyes from a moment, still not looking like he fully believes her. But eventually he seems to let himself off the hook a little, and he exhales, nodding.

“Okay.”

When he kisses her this morning he’s soft, and tender. He presses his lips against hers with deliberate, focused pressure, and she can feel the ‘I love you’ that he isn’t saying. She sighs and threads her fingers into his hair, angling her body for more contact until he finally crawls on top of her. He fits himself between her thighs and settles with gentle pressure, hovering over her supported by his forearms.

She’s not shy about the fact that she wants him, sighing into each kiss, trailing her palms up and down his bare back. But she can feel the hesitation in his body and she lets their kisses slow down, until he stops altogether and leans his forehead against hers.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to,” she murmurs, cradling his face, “I just…missyou.”

“No, I do,” he sighs, brows furrowed, “But I—after last night…I couldn’t, and then—I don’t want you to feel like—“

Like I’m using you.

Liv instantly hears what he isn’t saying and presses her finger to his lips, making him look at her. “—I don’t feel that way. I could neverfeel that way. I just want to live this day with you, whatever that means. One hour at a time, if that’s what you need. What do you need?”

He starts to let himself sink into her, slowly dropping all of his pretenses, really letting her in.

“I need to not—I need to live in this bed with you for a little while—“ he murmurs, closing his eyes, “I don’t want to face what’s out there yet, I need—I need a break, I need a minute—“

“—then we stay here,” she soothes, rhythmically rubbing the pads of her fingers through the perfectly groomed hair at the base of his neck, “We’re going at your pace. We’ll stay here and sleep. Or not sleep. I’m with you.”

Fitz kisses her forehead, sweet and soft, then her cheek, and finally her mouth. When he pauses to rest his nose beside hers, he makes her favorite sound, and her hips shift unconsciously. It’s barely audible, so quiet that she can only catch it when the air is still and silent. It’s not a sigh, or a moan, or a hum; it’s the softest exhale from somewhere deep in his throat, like the afterthought of a growl. It’s the sound he makes when he’s thinking about being inside of her, and it always meltsher.  

“You want me,” she whispers, touching his top lip with the tip of her tongue.

He hums, leaning to the side to firmly trail one of his hands over her body. “I do. I always do.”

She arches into his hand, breath catching when he cups her breast, lightly tracing her nipple through her shirt. “I haven’t made love to you in two months and twelve days, and I would very much like to bring that back to zero.”

“Do you always keep track?” he asks, with the slightest hint of a smile.

“Like you don’t?”

She teases him carefully, taking his cue to lighten things up a little.

He nips her bottom lip, and then wets it with a stroke of his tongue. “It’s actually been two months fifteendays, not twelve.”

Liv groans playfully, wrapping her legs around his hips. “Good lordthat’s a long time when you say it out loud.”

He nuzzles into her neck with a soft chuckle, dragging his lips back and forth before he sucks a torturously slow line of kisses to her shoulder. Her whole body breaks out into goosebumps and Fitz hums, tugging on the neck of her shirt, trying to get to her collarbone.

“Here,” she murmurs, wiggling around to pull the shirt over her head.

His skin is warm when they come together and she sighs happily, threading her fingers into his hair. He noses at her chin until she tips it up, grinning while he sucks kisses down her throat. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, content to let him map her body with his mouth, still surprised that he knowswhere to linger. She’s breathless faster than she can keep up with the assault of lips, tongue, and teeth, writhing slowly in his arms.

After a few minutes, he’s between her thighs, cursing and rubbing the tip of his nose against the damp fabric of her panties. He snaps the band with his teeth, teasing her while he works his fingers underneath the fabric and pulls it off. He sits up to look at her, and she moans softly when he delicately rubs open lips against the inside of her knee. She’d neverknown she could enjoy someone kissing her thighs so much, until him. Her memories from their first time are still in focus, and she vividly remembers reaching up to ground herself with pillows when he’d started to suck those warm, open-mouthed kisses against her soft, tender skin.

The apocalypse could be in full swing outside, and she knows he would stilllick her out like they have all the time in world. He delightsin teasing her, in turning her on, in making her ache and swell for him. After he’s languidly kissed up and down her thighs, breathing over her core to make her whimper and sigh, he settles down onto his stomach and loops his arms underneath her legs.

She can’t help but moan and flex her hips impatiently.

“Baby.”

Fitz reaches for her hands, bringing her down into the moment with him before he starts to make love to her with his mouth. He lovesto love on her this way, and it’s part of what makes it so good. She can’t breathethis morning while he pulls and sucks on her clit, relentlessly coaxing her closer and closer to the edge. He moves with her while she writhes and pushes against him, sighing and growling in between breaths, listening to her stuttered inhales and whimpers.

She puts her hands in his hair when he makes her come, scratching over his scalp while the waves carry her away for a minute. When she comes back into herself he’s kissing her pubic bone, gently pressing warm kisses across it in one direction, and then the other.

He’s kissing it better, she realizes, and the thought makes her smile while she catches her breath.

“Come up here,” she breathes, reaching for him.

He doesn’t comply immediately, kissing across one more time, but then he crawls up into her arms.

“So beautiful,” he rasps, kissing her languidly, “You’re sogorgeous.”

She hums and sucks on his bottom lip, pressing her tongue into his mouth. “Oh…I can’t—make love to me. Want you.”

They work his boxers off together, and he sinks into her after a few strokes of her hand, pressing close and groaning into her mouth.

“Hello, Mr. President,” she sighs softly against his mouth, when the full thickness and hardness of his cock fills her.

He lets out a relieved sound that’s half chuckle, half groan.

“…so good…you feel so good…Livvie…”

Feeling him everywhereis the most exquisite pleasure; he’s full and warm inside of her, solid on top of her. She wraps her body around him and holds him, cradling his jaw while they breathe and kiss.

“Don’t move yet,” she whispers, squeezing her thighs around his hips, “Just kiss me. Just be here.”

He needs to bury himself in her, and she knows it. He needs to feel surrounded, and safe, and cradled, and he would neveruse those words or ask her for it; but she knows he needs to lose himself in her.

“…kiss me…”

“…Liv…”

“…shhh, kiss me…”

He’s taking long breaths in between words and kisses, trying notto let his body take over.

“…ungh…Liv, can’t—“

“…shhh…”

“…are you—“

“…kiss me…”

She kisses him deeply, slipping her tongue into his mouth, scratching her nails over his ass.

“…ungh…”

“—do I feel good, baby?”

His next groan is deep and guttural, the kind of sound he makes when he’s not thinking.

“…yeah…fuck…”

“…kiss me…can you feel how wet you’re making me?”

“…fuck…”

She can almost feel his brain shut off as she talks to him, as his body starts to completely take over. His hips rock involuntarily, and his instinctual need to move inside of her starts to drive his movements. Slowly, his upper body relaxes until his face is tucked into her neck, and she wraps her arms around to hold him.

“…feels so good,” she whimpers, panting against his temple.

Finally, he doesn’t answer her.

He’s moaning and grunting freely against her skin, fucking into her with deep, rhythmic thrusts. His hands are planted underneath her, gripping the sheets, and his entire torso is pressed against her. She keeps her moans and sighs pressed right into his ear, reassuring him that he feels incredible, that he doesn’t need to do anything other than what he’s doing.

It’s hard to get him to do this sometimes, because he’s sosweet, soattentive, soaware of her pleasure; but when he lets go and just fucksher, and she knows he’s absolutely gone…it’s one of her favorite things. Sometimes, she needs it, and even though he would never admit it, sometimes heneeds it.

She can tell he’s getting close after a little while.

His rhythm changes to something more desperate, and his groans lengthen.

“…m’gonna…fuck…”

Instead of talking him through it she holds him tighter, still meeting his thrusts, and turns to close her teeth around his earlobe. He cries out, hips jerking, and she feels everything get warmer and wetter as he comes inside of her. She whimpers and moans, raking her fingers back and forth through his hair when he grinds against her oversensitive clit.  

“…baby…”

He comes hard, and loudly, growling and letting his hips jerk.

“…didn’t feel you…”

He’s barely caught his breath before he’s talking to her, trying to put his focus back on her.

“…I’m fine, baby…ooh…”

“…Livvie…”

“…you feel so good…so good…”

“…do you need—“

“—shhhh…”

She shushes him gently, still meeting the unconscious rock of his hips.

“…want you to come…”

He sounds so desperate for it that she licks two fingers and starts to work her hand in between them.

“…don’t pull out…don’t…hah…”

Her breath catches when he moves down and sucks her nipple into his mouth, lifting so that she can get her fingers against her clit. The heat of his mouth and the deliberate pressure against her clit send her into an orgasm, gentler than her first, but warm and pulsing all the same.

She whimpers and pulls him up into a kiss, breathing into his mouth, brows furrowed when the shift presses him deeper inside of her again.

“…don’t move…don’t move…”

“…c’mere…”

“…stay in me for another minute, don’t move…you feel so good…don’t move…”

“…Livvie…”

As they both start to relax and come down, she slowly drags her heels over his ass, humming and sighing. She tips her hips up, and then down again, tightening her muscles to feel the thickness of him, running her hands over his back.

“…kiss me…”

A/N: I would love to know your thoughts! Thank you for reading!

#my fic #birdy writes #olitz fanfiction #scandal fanfiction

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S H I E L D oops

S. Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged):

olivia is a cat person whereas hugh is a dog person, but steve ends up being allergic to most dander, so they end up not having any pets at all

phil purposefully leaves his day old shirts out on chairs for melinda to steal because she likes to sleep in them, especially if he’s going away on a mission and she’s staying on base

it takes donna ages to get used to sleeping in the same bed as sam, but once she is, it’s impossible to sleep without him

emma and ray and blake all immediately move back into post-quake. it isn’t even a discussion, they just all know they can’t be separated again. it’s a homecoming ray didn’t even consciously know he needed, and the first time he comes back from a job to emma and blake curled up together on the couch, an hgtv show on the tv and dinner in the oven for him, he cries.

H. What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?: used to be mostly tv shows, but I’ve been gravitating towards a lot of movie ships lately!

I and E were answered!

D. A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t: probably olic*ty or fitzs*mmons

#hanorganaas #asks #meme answers tag #thank you!!

[zalrb]

What do you think are the successes and downfalls of Shonda Rhimes' shows?

I think Shonda is good at creating torturous relationships and I don’t mean that they’re well-written, I mean that they’re portrayed well, I believe the tumultuous, gut-wrenching, push-pull relationships

She’s good at getting actors who,  for the most part, have chemistry together (romantic, platonic etc)

and she’s good at getting solid to good actors

I also think she’s good at drama, she’s good at knowing what will get people to tune in even if it’s ridiculous

However, I think she is bad at story.

One thing that gets old and is kind of clunky is that whatever case the main characters work on actually reflects what’s happening in their personal lives, it’s kind of interesting for the first couple of seasons of Grey’s (Derek has to make a choice between Addison and Meredith and it’s somehow comparable to the surgical team having to make a choice between which patient gets to live and who has to die)

but when Scandal does it (Olivia “betrayed” Fitz with the election rigging and she’s working for a couple where the wife betrayed her husband by cheating on him and they’re both having simultaneous arguments about how their respective relationships are ruined)

and Private Practice does it (this teenage boy goes around biting girls because of the vampire craze or something and one girl gets sick because the boy is sick and she doesn’t want to tell them who bit her because she ‘loves’ him but he’s cheating on her by biting other girls - it’s been a long time since I’ve watched Private Practice - and Charlotte and Cooper are having issues so Charlotte draws on their pain to relate)

it becomes a crutch and it becomes predictable, cases - at least to me - become less exciting because it all relates back to the thorough storyline in really obvious ways.

When it comes to relationships, she likes middles because middles are where all the meat is, where all the drama is, where all the fun is so she just wants to be here:

all the time.

But how did we get here? Fitz sees Olivia and is automatically attracted to her, fine, but why do they have this Romeo-Juliet-esque tragic love story? I can glean what he’s supposed to love about her but what does she love about him?

Also Fitz has no real obstacles; he isn’t torn between his presidency and Olivia, his wife and Olivia, his kids and Olivia, he will do literally anything and everything for her so then the dramatic tension is nonexistent, Olivia having a fear of commitment sort of becomes a bullshit excuse when there are arguments like this:

consistently because she has no reason to be this upset when Fitz and some of that is an Olivia problem as a character and some of that is a writing problem because Shonda didn’t give them real stakes -- him being married and the president doesn’t matter if Fitz doesn’t care about either of those things.

Derek and Meredith had more substance than Olitz in the sense that at least Derek had tried to work things out with Addison for an entire season as a way to do the right thing and Meredith’s commitment issues did get tiring, considering that I believe the entirety of season 4 is dedicated to her going to therapy to get over them but they weren’t as exhausting but I still had issues with their narrative. For the most part, their chemistry made them work but they had a one-night stand, I guess the sex was great and suddenly that means they love each other? In the first season just before Addison shows up, Meredith talks about how she knows literally nothing about him, they have no conversations, why exactly is their love story so grand?

Lexie and Mark, what do they do, what do they talk about, he finds her attractive, she finds him attractive so they have sex but why is it love? Why is it this? Why is it this deep? I find the angst super fun but I don’t find any reason for it.

Mellie and Fitz, the narrative kept changing to the suit the needs of the story, in one iteration they’re happy

In the next iteration there was never any love, it was just a merger

Then Fitz doesn’t want Mellie sleeping with Andrew

and this would be fine, if this were about their different perspectives on their marriage, if the point was how memory can be deceptive, if we really dug into why Fitz doesn’t want Andrew and Mellie sleeping together, but the way it plays out it just looks like inconsistent writing.

Another aspect of being bad at story is about narrative framing and characters, specifically in Scandal. Olivia’s descent doesn’t work for me because when we meet Olivia she’s jaded and breaking the law and she’s representing rich, white powerful people in Washington D.C. She doesn’t come across as a Gladiator, she doesn’t come across as wearing the White Hat or fighting the good fight, she comes across as a woman who uses her skills to keep powerful people powerful and so when it’s supposed to be this whole thing about how she’s become a monster, how she’s becoming B6-13, how she becomes a murderer, it would be more poignant if we started when Olivia was naive and idealistic and we see her cut more corners and become more and more corrupted the longer she’s in this world but She comes into the show savvy, including the flashbacks when she meets Fitz, which would be fine if they did what they did with Giles in BTVS where he’s book smart but lacks street smarts until he starts working with Buffy. But we don’t do that.

Shonda also reuses a lot of storylines (I mean I already spoke about the crutches and also, Olivia and Meredith are very different characters but they both have the commitment issues, the parental issues) and one that comes to mind is female characters who are considered unlikable or difficult being raped. It’s not a storyline I particularly care for

And after a while, Shonda shows just get to a state of ridiculousness that I tune out, I can only watch bombs in hospitals and hospital shootings and plane crashes so much before it stops exciting me. B6-13 can only be an exciting threat for so long, moving onto an organization that is B6-13 Plus isn’t going to get me excited. Private Practice actually just got dull for me.

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The Mellie Grant Pop-Off

FAIR WARNING: I mostly despised last night’s episode with the exception of a few scenes. This is a full-blown episodic Mellie drag on my part.

 The CAUCACITY of this woman. I mean what is going on right now? Do the writers of this show really aim to canonize this fool as the patron Saint of Feminism? White Feminism is more like it. I cannot believe the extent to which they play with characterization on this show just so they can move around the characters like pathetic ass chess pieces. If Mellie had to be a chess piece she wouldn’t even merit being a lowly pawn.

 This whacko has been shading Olivia ever since she fired her, making digs at her sexuality “I don’t sleep with people who slept with Olivia Pope”… girl shut yo bitch ass up you did it for over ten years as Fitz juggled you both, you clearly implied y’all were still sleeping together when you mentioned Fitz would come home all hot and bothered thanks to Liv. Ugh. Hypocrite.

 I don’t understand what the writers are trying to do. Mellivia does not work. It never has. Mellivia has always been about how Mellie can use Olivia. From the very beginning of this show Mellie has been using her, starting with episode 3 when she invites Olivia to the gala because Fitz is not sleeping. Fitz is a more focused president when Olivia “does her job” according to Mellie. Consigning her to Fitz’s sexual plaything as if she were a pacifier for him. Mellie has been available to take ALL the seats since this show’s inception.

This rah-rah sisterhood thing they’re trying to do? They can keep it. If Olivia ever had to bestow the title of ineffectual president on anyone ever again then Mellie is well deserving of the title. First thing she does when she sits atop the presidential heap? Make terrible decisions because she’s got the hots for the President of Bashran. All along Olivia has to coddle her and hold her hand because she downright sucks, while at the same time Olivia herself is out there making terrible choices in the name of the Republic. Which she’s still at. Wake up Olivia! The Republic does not give nary a fuck about you!!!

 This wanting to force the smashing of the patriarchy this season would’ve have worked better had Mellie been a substantially sane character with a bonafide track record. I mean she wasn’t even elected President! WTF?! Her track record is that of a user. I don’t know if Olivia still feels guilt and shame about her affair, and I was hoping that last episode had served as a reflection of that shame she has to bear from the outside world and how she can overcome it, but alas here we are. Mellie emotionally and sexually neglected Fitz, this much is true, therefore that marriage was already dead and over with by the time Olivia came into the picture. Mellie is obviously still bitter about this as she recently mentioned not wanting to be the next iteration of Fitzgerald Grant and some other snide remarks which escape me at this very moment as they were made at least 2 episodes ago and my lil angry mind can’t recall.

 The minute she gets mad at Olivia she switches back to her little embittered persona. Girl you can keep it. I do not understand what exactly Mellie has done to be deserving of Olivia’s seemingly undying devotion. We have not witnessed any of it as the audience. This is exactly why I find this storyline to be not only boring, but at the EXPENSE of Olivia Pope, the main character of this show the last time I fuckin’ checked! It is obvious that the entire point is to test this new and improved Liv with the trappings of power once again, however I am positive the writer’s smoked a lot of meth to come up with what we saw last night.

 You mean to tell me that Mellie is the canonized saint and vessel for fighting the patriarchy? WHILE WE END THE EPISODE WITH OLIVIA BEING PROPOSED TO BE A CONTRACT KILLER? And as the audience we are expected to relish in this mediocre and stale dusty ass storyline? No thank you! The formidable Olivia Pope we were once introduced to does not deserve to be relegated to some sort of hit-woman at the behest of mediocre Mellie Grant. Being Command was obviously detrimental to her well-being and this lunatic has the audacity to ask this of her? I loathe it. It is just another iteration of how Olivia’s actual humanity is ignored so she can serve the dumpster fire Republic and never come first.

 I did say there were a few scenes that I liked, obviously the one between Olivia and Quinn makes the cut. (Special shout-out for labeling Jake as second fiddle again. #true). Back to the master and student… Olivia admitted that she was acting on her own ambitions- that’s ownership and responsibility we hadn’t seen from her yet. It is important to note that eventually at some point Olivia did also use Mellie as her horse conduit to power, but I don’t sense the type of relationship between them that merits the lame-ass dramatics we had to witness last night. Oh, and the preview of next week’s episode that shows Olivia gripping the metal chair while she is alone with Cy?  Please spare me the dramatics. We don’t need the murderous intertextuality. Keep the callbacks to Uncle Andrew’s murder. #RIP

 Also- in what universe are we to believe this Olitz sans tension. The road is free and clear for them to be together, but the writers are holding out. They had the perfect opportunity to do the slow-burn thing for these last 4 episodes and all we get are two cowards who sometimes work together but sort of shut down when it gets personal. What happened to the people who were so desperate to be together to the point that it consumed them? Neither of them has successfully rebuilt their romantic life without the other, and they’ve painted their love story in the most extreme and all-consuming light, so what gives? Some one-dimensional life they’re living. 

 I vehemently despise the idea of even asking Olivia to kill Cyrus. I am downright enraged that this is the only way they found to tease her with the trappings of power again. It would’ve been more effective to just have Mellie ask her for her help…. And the fact that the preview shows Olivia contemplating this shit in some capacity? Infuriates me even further. I’m happy we are getting to the bitter end, I can’t take the character manipulation to fit this fake take down the patriarchy narrative. It’s poorly written, I couldn’t care less about the patriarchy when we’ve got Olivia in shambles being kicked while she’s down and just a few episodes left.

#scandal #scandal abc #mellie grant #olivia pope #Fitzgerald Grant #fitz grant #olivia x mellie #Olitz #Scandal OLITZ #Tony Goldwyn #kerry washington #TonyGoldwyn #KerryWashington

[wegotpopedsir]

Jake Baellard does not deserve this shitty ending. As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to take the line, 'They can't cage me,' to mean that he'll be out soon. IDC. I haven't even watched the last 2 seasons, so I can headcanon anything I want. lol And did shitzgerald really ask Liv to take off her clothes cos he went over the cliff for her? WTF? Bitch ass baby. I also noticed, Liv was all in black. Eek. So does the #FreeJake #TeamJake folks have any headcanons?

Yeah there’s still so much to unpack with jake in prison like I wouldn’t be surprised if he had the skills to escape so thats one headcanon. Other things I saw were in prison, ironically, Jake is kinda free- from Rowan, Cyrus, B613, whoever’s POTUS, so he can just be himself with his memories of the island. And Jake talked about going full circle back to the corn belt but also in 5x18 Rowan was all “you can either be the bitch of the federal corrections board or you can be my bitch” so I guess it was kinda a call back to that.

And the O/itz scene was expected I guess basically Olivia saying every thing was her fault but Fitz saying he chose to love her and he chose to go over a cliff for her and then wanted to talk about her feelings but Liv basically said choose between talking or sleeping together on her last night with him and he chose to sleep w her thus “take off your clothes” :/ whatever I was expecting ol*tz bs so I wasn’t really surprised. If anything I’m more surprised they actually gave olake a final convo.

As for headcanons I have a couple of Jake escaping or Olivia doing one last task of getting Cyrus in jail. I have one of Jake not going to jail but making a deal with Mellie to leave America then running into Olivia years later in Paris or something.  

#Anonymous #ask #text #jake #7x18

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13.

Locking my car door making my way inside Auntie Monica’ home, I thought I would visit her before I make my way back to New York. I am not going to LA, my girl has a home of her own now, and now it’s time for me to get my own apartment which will be in New York. I know Rihanna said for me to get one in LA but it’s time for me to let my girl live her life and it’s best for me to stay away from LA, Mijo is around and my lonely ass will end up back in his bed, we don’t want that either. I will of course see my bitch every time but it’s her time, she is happy and I am happy for her. I always thought we would have been lonely bitches together, I guess I am the lonely bitch but she is still here for me. I will be with her when she decides to tour, I guess that is my issue, I was always stuck behind Robyn that every guy wanted her and not me, the ugly friend I guess. I don’t hate her for it, I just miss her even though we speak every day and she is trying to make me live in LA but it won’t happen “Melissa” weird seeing Ronald here “hey Ronald, Rorrey, Rajad. How is the family?” hugging Rorrey “good, dad come over to see us” I didn’t know he came to the home “that is nice” hugging Rajad “I hope Auntie is making some good food” I can smell it in the air “well she was expecting Robyn to come but I told her that she in LA still, someone took a picture of her shopping with some guy. She got another man?” I paused “she does?” I said all dumbfounded, Rorrey shrugged “she must do, she stayed there rather than coming here” she must have been with Chris, I wonder why nobody clocked it’s him unless it’s the back of him.

Auntie Monica can cook, I love the food in Barbados “don’t ever tell my mom that your cooking is better” taking another sip of my wine before placing it back on the glass table “I won’t, I am glad someone is fed” smiling at her, I can’t wait for all this secret shit to be out so Robyn can stop hiding her ass “mommy, this come for you” Rajad passed Monica a brown envelope “just now baby” she questioned “yes” he sat down, Robyn has got a new number and so has Chris. They both text me, I do miss them both though. I feel like moving back to Barbados but no, there is nothing here for me and I can get work in New York “this is fancy, I know my baby Robbie sent me this” dragging my eyes away from my phone, that is very fancy “I think I will keep it, that is my daughter. Giving expensive things, even the box” I think Robyn is feeling bad that she didn’t come here, so she should be with her married ass “oh look mom, there is a DVD” he held up a disc, I hope that ain’t some sex tape that got delivered to the wrong address. I am just going to keep quiet, locking my phone and placing my phone in my lap.

Monica opened the box and some type of business cards fell out, I am so confused. Why didn’t this bitch tell me what this is, Monica held up what looks like a wedding invitation. Rajad picked one of the cards up “what is this?” he said all confused, I feel all nervous. Monica held up the card that came out of the what looked like a wedding invitation, my eyes widened seeing the writing behind the card, Mr and Mrs Brown. If I had a drink in my mouth I would have spat it out, oh this is so awkward and I am sat here, oh my god. She turned the card around “is this some joke? What is this” Ronald took the card from Monica, I am staying quiet “Monica, this picture looks real” he held it up on the card, my eyes bulged out looking down at the ground, that picture is very real “put on the DVD, she wouldn’t marry him. It’s lies, no!” swallowing hard, I am going to kill them two both.

I feel so bad, oh god. I can tell Robyn recorded this herself, she can’t do shit for herself. I bet this took her ages to figure out, seeing the background, she is at Chris’ house. She did this when they was moving their things “hi, Mom” you can see Chris just walking around in the background “oh no, oh my god” I think Monica is accepting that it is true “it’s not the best way to tell you this but the thought of you rejecting me in person would hurt me more, you know me. I don’t do anything the easy way, I know you will probably be crying or in shock but I am married. You may hate me but I did it because I do love Chris and you know that mom, if you know me mom then you know my heart. We didn’t want to get married where people didn’t want us to be married, we did it and we was so happy on the day. Best moment of my life, I hope you do come to LA and you do come to the party. I am sorry” the video stopped and Monica busted into tears.

The family look so devastated, I wish she did it without me around the bitch “you knew!?” Monica said, this is so awkward “you knew that my daughter is married, she is married! I wanted my only daughter to be married like a queen, I wanted to see it and you all took that from me!” Ronald half shouted “I was supposed to walk her” Ronald does have other daughters but let me not “she was a queen, look I am sorry. Your daughter was the happiest ever on that day, she didn’t feel like any of you would be happy and that is not my fault that you all made her feel that way” I shrugged saying “I hate that stupid nigga” Rorrey said “well you can hate him but he is part of your family, look I am not doing this. They are both happy, if you aren’t happy for them then don’t go. How can you all be like this when they have both loved each other since they was sixteen!? Come on! You knew how much they loved each other so can we not do this” I am going to kill them, stupid niggas didn’t tell me “did he brainwash her? How did this happen? My baby is married?” Monica said looking down at the card “and it was the happiest she has ever been, you should have see her now. Your daughter is probably the most scared to be rejected by you Monica, we all know that Adam was not the one” I don’t want my friend being rejected because of this.

Let me call my stupid ass friend, locking the bathroom door as the phone rang out. Monica is now upset again because she tried to call Robyn but of course she changed her number “bitch” Robyn said down the phone “wow!” I said in a whisper “why did you not even tell me about this invite shit, I am in the home with your family that are crying. Why didn’t you tell me?” I am so annoyed at them “oh, surprise?” my eyes bulged out “surprise!? Bitch, excuse me?” does she think she is funny “well I forgot, but are they really crying. What is my mom’ reaction? Does she hate me?” I feel like not telling her anything “she is crying now because you changed your number, she is very emotional. She thought it was a joke, Rorrey wasn’t happy but I shut it down and said that it’s on them, if they didn’t hate then Robyn would have been told y’all about this” I love this girl too much “thank you Mel, I am sorry” she is damn right, she better be sorry getting me all stressed out here.

Laying in bed writing out a text to Chris, I wish he didn’t go to the studio because I miss him. Seems like he wants to work since getting this home that he paid for, he lied to me. We was going to sign it together but he came home with the paperwork, he is such a hard headed man when he wants things his way. I love the home, we do have boxes around still, just need to put the things in the walk in closet.

To: Chris

From: Robyn

I miss you so much Christopher, I feel so damn clingy to you. I can barely sleep, I miss you just being in bed with me holding me. I am sorry, I know I am being a clingy annoying brat but I just want you, come home soon and don’t work too hard.

Pressing send on the message and placing the phone at the side of me, this home is amazing. Chris and I played golf earlier and it was funny because I told him don’t hit the ball too hard, what does he do, he hits it so hard and so far that he smashed one of the glass frames, that’s his problem now, he needs to get it fixed. Holding the covers close to me, looking back over at the TV. Time for some Scandal, I will then fall asleep. I need some Fitz and Olivia in my life, resting my head back sighing out. I guess people will be getting their invites now, I only made one video and that was for my mom but Chris was right in changing our numbers, we was bound to get bombarded by people. We only got close family and very close friends, which does include Jay Z and Beyonce, I have no choice with that one. I just feel so nervous about this, not about announcing it but who is going to come. My phone pinged at the side of me, I know this will be Chris because only him, Mel and Jen have this number. Unlocking my phone to look at the text.

From: Chris

To: Robyn

You’re never annoying, my heart feels full from feeling so wanted by a woman that loves me for me. I will be home before you know it, I can’t promise I won’t wake you up but! I will try not too. Miss you too and someone will be coming out to fix the window lol, my dumbass. Love you.

God I love him so much, I want his babies so bad that I am scared it won’t happen because I want it so bad. Just imagine a little girl version of me but with Chris’ ears but then again imagine a little baby boy that is like Chris, oh my heart. I pray my child is just like him, his heart is so pure, my big baby. Either way that child will be a momma’s baby, I think I am going to love it too much. I just feel like this is my time, my turn to be a wife, a mother, a damn housewife. I want to be claimed, I want people to know I am married. The woman they thought was too much of a so called hoe to marry, someone loves me and I can’t wait for this to be all aired out.

My head shot up off the pillow, turning around and seeing Chris asleep. I thought he didn’t come home, but he did. Smiling at Chris, he is a snorer but it is since he started gaining his weight, I don’t know why he doesn’t see it. I am quite amused with the soft grunts coming from Chris. The sheets tangled around his waist and his face buried in the pillow, pushing the sheets back and climbing out of the bed. Turning to Chris again, watching his back rise and fall steadily while he slept, my baby. Pulling my hair up in a bun, no point in getting all the way ready, I have so much to do with the home. We don’t have much time until the party, I didn’t want to leave it for so long so we have three days to get ready for this. I want to wake Chris up but he is so peaceful, one foot dangled over the edge of the bed with his hands tucked beneath his pillow, let me leave him because only god knows what time he came home.

Walking over to the stairs “so Cass, remember you and and your team do not let anyone come pass these stairs. Two bodyguards have to stand here, remember this! Nobody can come in this home unless they have the invitations ok? This needs to go to plan, watch the people coming in and out” Cass nodded his head “my security team got this Chris, Only Jen and Mel can go up yeah?” nodding my head jogging up the stairs “they will be coming any minute now, do not let anyone come upstairs!” I half shouted, Robyn is an emotional wreck. She thinks her mom won’t come and I hope she does, I think she will. I am just wanting things to go right, it’s going to be a little party. A formal party, hopefully I don’t get punched but we will see. Walking into the bedroom “Chris, my dress is not pretty enough” here she goes again “you don’t need anything babe, you are beautiful either way” she is worrying for nothing.

Robyn got up from the seat at her vanity table, I have been watching her get ready but all she been doing is wanting to cry. This is why we didn’t invite them to the wedding, I hope her family have come though “no, baby no. Don’t cry again” getting up from the bed “what if they hate me Chris, what if they don’t come and it’s my fault. I love my mom so much Chris, I am not good enough either. Look at me, I can’t even do my make up” walking over to Robyn “I just don’t think I can do it, I am so happy to have married you but I may have lost my family” touching the corner of Robyn’ face and brought it close to mine. Robyn closed her eyes, exhaling a deep breath “Chris” she whispered “just calm down, everything is fine. You are so beautiful without make up forget the make up, just calm down” she shook her head “what am I going to do if I lost them?” her hand trembling when she lifted it to graze her fingers against my hand “stop it baby, sshhh” I gently touched her lips with my finger and dropped my head until our foreheads touched “I love you, stop thinking that ok? We don’t know it yet, stop crying. I got you, you got me” kissing her forehead “I love you Chris” Robyn trailed off, mumbling under her breath.

Pecking her lips “thank you for being so supportive of me Chris, and putting up with my crying” she said against my lips, placing my arm around her shoulder. Robyn leaned in closer and deepened the kiss, she pushed her tongue against my closed lips. Our tongues tangled “ooohhh shiiit” moving back from the kiss seeing Mel and Jen “this crib is bomb as fuck, oh shit! Y’all gone all out! Bitch!” stepping back from Robyn smiling “sorry to break y’all kissing but this crib is dope, the room. Anyways, give me a damn hug” Jen said running to Robyn, Mel also followed on hugging Robyn “good to see y’all, Robyn was having a meltdown” she needs some female attention, I don’t think I am good enough at times “oh no, why!? Why are you ruining your eye make up by crying. Come, let’s get you ready!” Mel spat “your family is here Robz! Get your ass done” Robyn gasped “oh my god! All of them!?” Robyn said in shock, smiling wide at Robyn “I told you” I said to her, I knew they would.

Placing the black suit jacket on, I thought I would get my suit out for this. Placing my gold chain over my head “come and see your woman then” Jen said waving me over, fixing my chain walking out of the bathroom “we fixed the crying mess” smiling wide seeing Robyn hair all up, a dress with puff sleeves, a high/low skirt with a train “wow babe, you look beautiful baby. Damn, I want to fuck you right now” Robyn waved me off “stop it. And wait, you are not wearing those pants, why is your dick like that? Is those pants tight on you?” looking down at my at myself “she is right, Chris. I mean I am not looking” I didn’t even notice “put some black jeans on, that dick is mine and those thick thighs, your dick looks claustrophobic in that, oh no. Take it off” gawking at Robyn, here I am being so damn proud of my wife, I love her too damn much and she calling me thick “I guess we can announce we are married?” I said to Robyn “you can baby” getting my phone out from my pocket, unlocking my phone and holding my phone up, tapping on Instagram and tapping my camera “Robyn turn around” I said, Robyn looked behind her and I quickly took the picture “oh Chris!” she said, looking down at the picture “you look so good, I just want to give your back hickeys” Mel gagged “shut up!” she spat, captioning the picture. I want to keep it simple, just to shake the table a little ‘Robyn Rihanna Brown, you look beautiful my wife’ grinning as I pressed send, before we post the wedding picture let me shake the table a little bit.

“Ok so we will get everyone gathered, it was a little packed when we came. And oh my god, the pictures of you two on the side in the living room, it’s so cute” Jen beamed “Robyn wanted the pictures, just text me once the video is done. Least people will get to see clips of the day” Jen placed her hand on my shoulder “ok, you be strong now the both of you. You both deserve happiness, ok I am going now” turning to Robyn “I am so nervous Chris, like I can hear my family from here. I am just scared, I am happy but scared but shall we post it now, together?” licking my lips as I sat down on the bed next to Robyn “well I think we should put this picture up, we doing the same. I don’t care what you say” Robyn turned the phone to me “well, I actually like this picture. Our first kiss after saying I do and being husband and wife, that ain’t a bad picture. You post it first. Better be a good caption too” I am a little nervous, I am having to face the people that don’t want me to be with Robyn, I need to remain cool about this though “I have noticed though, you have really put pictures of us everywhere, even on the bed side table” Robyn giggled “well I am proud of us, also once we have a baby then that will change. We need a baby here Chris, I really want one” placing my arm around Robyn “and it will happen, we have sex daily. Least once a day” I don’t think there will be a problem “what if I don’t have eggs or your sperm count is low” mean mugging Robyn, she looked up from her phone “I am joking Chris but for me, what if I haven’t?” rolling my eyes at Robyn “listen to me, you have periods and I know you do because you be driving me crazy when you are on them, so you good” Robyn is whining about nothing, she is being silly.

“You sound like a doctor that knows what he is speaking about” Robyn finally responded to me, she was busy typing “I am, I know your pussy very well by now. My tongue and fingers sense it, it’s like spidey senses” Robyn side eyed me laughing “you’re so weird” she shook her head “so, you want hear what I want put?” turning to Robyn getting comfortable “it better be cute as fuck” Robyn sighed out “Mr and Mrs Brown” Robyn read out and then looked at me “is that it?” I questioned “yeah, I thought fuck the world. They don’t need a big caption, just post it and put that. Let them go crazy over that” I snorted laughing “ok baby, we will but we need face the family next, you ready for this?” watching Robyn press send, she sighed out “as long as you’re by my side I can do this” getting up from the bed “come on then, I think it’s time we face them” this is about to be fun “also you keep bullying me about my weight, it hurts my feelings you know” I wanted to say this before “it’s not a bad thing Chris, it’s just I don’t want you to put too much weight on. I think being at home as made you lazy and the good food, I can’t promise you I won’t annoy you about it” I guess I better accept it.

#Chrianna #Chrianna FF #Fanfiction

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I read a one shot once and instead of sleeping with Russell, Olivia dresses up as Alex and her and Fitz have sex... do you know the name of this story?

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Draftbook Drabble 25 - CMW2

#Find An Olitz Fic #answered #Olivia is Alex #roleplay #Alex & Thomas #Olivia and Fitz sleep together #Anonymous #Alias #Draftbook Drabble 25 #glamour02 #CMW2

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Scandal 703 Review: From a Fitz Fan on Facebook

I downloaded the episode & watched it. I loved how much we got to see Fitz. My love of Tony/Fitz made it not boring to me but I can see how some people would think it was boring(especially if you’re not a Fitz fan). There was a few annoying things.

1. I hate how stupid they write Fitz. I refuse to believe a man who was a navy pilot with a PhD, doesn’t know that you have to call to activate a debit/credit card. One, he knows how to read. Two, he was an adult before he became president and or governor so y’all can miss me with that bullshit.

2. I REFUSE to believe that Fitz is “so out of touch” with racism & racial issues in this world considering his work on The Brandon Bill, his relationship with Olivia, & his work with Marcus. Now I know you can be white, sleep with black, & still be racist trash BUT THAT IS NOT FITZ. Fitz is the man who called out Olivia for her Sally Hemings/Thomas Jefferson comment in season 2. Fitz is aware of their differences & have done & acted accordingly as a man who loves an African-American woman.

3. Marcus TRIED ALL OF IT. His comments about Fitz turning Olivia into a homewrecking black ho were laughable at best considering that technically, Marcus himself would be considered the same because he was fucking with a married white woman who ended up dead & fucked up his whole career when he was running for mayor. Pot, meet kettle. Marcus pour us all a cup cause the tea is piping hot.

4. Also all this gassing Olivia up needs to come to a COMPLETE STOP. She made Fitz they say. I say LIE AGAIN! OLIVIA CAROLYN POPE HAS NEVER WON ANY OF THE PRESIDENTIAL CAMPAIGNS SHE HAS RUN. Fitz lost his first election so they rigged that. His second term was a sympathy term since his son died on national TV. Mellie, didn’t win! Vargas did. They literally went all around the riverbend to make Mellie a President when no one elected you, sis. I digress tho. The point is, they gassing Olivia up like her whole career hasn’t been making people in “power” feel like they need her cause she hasn’t won any of the BIG ones yet.

5. Fitz & Marcus fight wasn’t expected. Fitz was right in his assessment of Marcus. He could be doing more & doing activism but he wants a seat at the table. I feel like Marcus is a big contradiction because in one breath he calls Olivia out her name but has done the exact same behavior. Case in point him calling her a black homewrecking ho when he slept with a married woman & the fact that he criticized Olivia in the Lawn Chair episode for not being “black enough” or working for the wrong side but then he turns around & worked for those same people. They really turning Marcus into one of those fake woke people.

6. Mellie’s little talk with Marcus. I liked her saying Fitz was a good man & her quote about the weather change but she tried it too. Fitz is such ineffectual garbage but ALL OF Y’ALL NEED HIM. She basically told Marcus to ride Fitz coattails until they drain him dry. She did it, Liv did it, now it’s homewrecking black ho #2 Marcus’s turn. If Fitz so worthless, why y’all on his dick? Why y’all need him to make shit happen? Why y’all need him advance y’all? Be great on your own. It’s sad to say but now I don’t trust Marcus & see him as another soul sucking leach to latch on to Fitz & drain him damn near dry.

7. Eli coming to get Fitz to come back to DC was predictable & annoying. He has spent seasons trying to tear them apart for seasons. Been complaining about Fitz being weak & Olivia being mediocre if she is with him but to Fitz is the first place Eli runs. Like that was really counterproductive. It makes EVERYTHING over the last few seasons that got them to this point pointless. Why did they go through all of that for Eli to finally bring them two back together.

8. The promo for the next episode...why Olivia mad tho? Like sis, if you really BOSSED UP, don’t have to explain yourself to no one & you should be chilling but here you are mad...about something.

#Fitz #Tony Goldwyn #Scandal 703 #Scandal ABC #Vermont