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lunels · 10 months

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Hi, hope you’re doing well 💘 would I be able to request headcanons about what ellie’s ideal girl would be?

hii thank u! & thank u sm 4 requesting you're my first one!!! i hope you like :) also sorry i wrote a little too much..

ellie's ideal girl headcannons

automatically. she would luvvvvvv someone who is a badass. LIKE. confident, has some confidence. someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind or voice their opinion. i think of dina for example, who’s a little bit of a flirt. made it known that she liked ellie, who went and kissed ellie first. orrr riley, who was impulsive and willingly brought ellie along w her sometimes to show that she wasn’t afraid to join the fireflies. who showed she was determined to do what she thought was right. ellie is def into those types of women.... and more! hold on.

she'd love someone who could match her level of wittiness and have an even smarter mouth. sharp minded individuals!!! she would find that veryyyy attractive. someone who can have her a little speechless or gets her gears turning. like damn... okay, shit.

someone who doesn't take a lot of things seriously. WHO KNOWS HOW TO CRACK A DAMN JOKE. like come onnn we already know ellie is a big jokester !!!! she's a sarcastic girl. she would grow bored of someone who doesn't know how to have a little fun.. yk??? a little frisky.. a little..... yk???? just have SOME sense of humor and you're good. you make her laugh. you're married.

SOMEONE WHO ISN'T GONNA GET BORED OF HER TALKING AND RAMBLING AB THE STUFF SHE LIKES...... sorry to keep yelling at you. so sorry. 😇 just someone who listens to her!!!!! who is genuinely interested in learning more ab her interests!!! basically hearts in her eyes. she will love U 4ever.

someone who accepts her flaws regardless of what they are. she's an insecure girl. she would grow fond of someone who can accept her all, bad or good. who will stay after seeing her bad moments.

she'll neeeeddd someone who is the type to be reassuring when she feels like she's drowning and who makes her feel wanted. ellie is def the type to doubt herself and be heavily insecure in a lot of her abilities. feeling as if she's not good enough. she will feel drawn to people who see something in her and aren’t shallow. willing to show her that she is enough. that she is everything and more!!!

someone who is also, if not equally artistic as her. im not hating on the no hobby girls or the sleeps all day and stays in their room girls because thats also me! but i feel like a relationship w ellie or just a friendship in general would mesh very well if you had a handful of interests that you indulged in. bonus if youre into the same things!!! (she's already scribbling ab you in her journal) she’s THE clingy type but would like a bit of independence. don’t get me wrong for the sleeps all day girls, she’d love you too. promise. being in that gogogo mode and all that overworking she does to herself will backfire on her. just keep doing yo thanggg & she'll come thru

hate to say it but. someone who is motherly. idk how to explain it!! i hope that's not weird. like a nurturing person. she's been pretty much absent of a mother/mother figure her whole life and being friends/dating someone who nurtures and cares for her in a motherly way would have her HOOKED. she would be surpised at how good it feels to be taken care of for a little bit. she's not used to the being taken care of acts. or the just because kisses. or the long hugs when you notice she's off. or the frequent how are you feeling? how was your day? what's got you so worked up? dykwim?? does someone know what i mean???? just yeah. that.

alsoooo also idkkk but somebody who is the type to initate things. i know alot of ppl write/see ellie as the one to start everything and be on top and blahblahbalah and i do too sometimes! butttt she also second guesses she's nervyyyy she's veryyy much in her head. she will stand there and look at you with nothing behind her eyes screaming in her head wondering if you think of her the way she thinks of you UNTIL you just say i like you!!! wanna go out sometime?!?!? and you're set. done. she might as well just kiss you right there. if you go out of your way to show that you're interested, she'll do the rest. maybe. probably.

and that’s all i can think of thank you 4 requesting <3 xoxo, butterfly 🦋

#ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams headcannons

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angelasscribbles · 2 years

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Hinge: New Beginnings (Christmas in Valtoria)

Series: Hinge.

Fandom: The Royal Romance/The Royal Heir

Pairings: Drake x Riley x Liam

Rating: F for Fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: I wasn't going to do a Christmas fic, mostly because I hadn't come up with any ideas for one. I have been kicking around, in my head, for a while, ideas about what should have happened after the Barthelemy debacle. Last night I thought about working that in somehow and I wanted it to be the same year as the Thanksgiving one I wrote. Then this morning I woke up with the opening scene in my head and so here you go.

A/N: This takes place just after the events depicted in TRH3. If you saw my post with the Christmas ornaments, this would actually be the Christmas prior to that one, as Riley isn't pregnant yet in this one.

Everything else: Master List.

Riley stood in the doorway of the solarium, the crisp winter air cold on her face.

“Merry Christmas Beautiful.” Drake stepped up behind her, encompassing her body with his as he reached around and handed her a steaming cup of her favorite chai tea.

“Mmmm. Merry Christmas. And thank you.” She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply before taking that first heavenly sip.

Drake wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her back against him and kissed the top of her head before taking a drink from his own cup. Coffee for him, black. His eyes followed hers and a smile spread across his face as he watched Liam playing in the snow with Ellie.

Riley put a hand on Drake’s arm and leaned her head onto his chest for a moment with a contented sigh. She watched her husband in their yard, playing with their daughter and a tear slipped down her cheek. Her breath hitched a little.

“Everything ok?” Drake asked in concern.

“More than ok.” She replied as she lifted her hand to wipe the tear away, “I’m so goddamned happy Drake. Who ever thought we’d be here? Finally.”

Sitting his cup down, he reached his other arm around her and tightened his grip. “I know. It’s been a rough couple of years.”

“Remember our first Christmas together, at Olivia’s?” She asked.

He laughed, “Yeah, that was a surprisingly good time.”

She sighed, “Yeah. Then the next year…….”

He stiffened a little at the memory. Christmas day itself had been fine. Liam had hired people to come in and decorate because Riley was barely six weeks post-partum. Her delivery and recovery had been difficult. All the more reason Liam had gone above and beyond to make the day special.

It’s not that they hadn’t been happy, with Riley and Ellie both doing well, they had had a lot to celebrate and be grateful for. It was just that the memory of that time period brought with is all the other stuff that had happened around it. Bradshaw and Isabella, the lockdown and traumatic birth. If it hadn’t been for the hospital wing Liam had installed when they needed to contain Constantine, Riley likely wouldn’t have made it.

“But then there was last year, in Texas, remember?” Christmas in Texas had been great, but the circumstances surrounding it hadn't been.

Riley sighed at the memory, “I loved spending the holidays there, with your family. Just not the reason we had to.”

He took her cup and sat it to the side as well so he could spin her in his arms. He drew her in for a tight hug. “I know baby.” He whispered.

While they had enjoyed the time at the ranch, they had fled there to keep Eleanor safe from Barthelemy’s machinations.

She looked up at him, “But that’s all behind us now. We’re here, together, safe, in our own home and all our enemies are in jail cells.”

It was true. Barthelemy, and Godfrey were both in Cordonian prison cells. An intensive sweep had rounded up all their known associates. All guards that had participated in keeping the royal family hostage in their own home were either in jail cells awaiting trail for treason, or had fled the country and had been placed on a watch list ensuring they could never reenter. Their excuse that they were following orders of the king regent wouldn’t hold up in court, since Barthelemy had never actually been crowned regent.

Adelaide had been stripped of her lands and titles for her part in the plot. Madeline had ascended to Duchess of Krona. As a citizen of Britain, Godfrey had no Cordonian lands and titles, but all of his personal holdings within their borders had been seized. Likewise, Barthelemy had been stripped of lands and titles. All his personal holdings had been seized as well, both domestic and abroad. Turns out, the Beaumont’s weren’t as broke as they had been led to believe, their father had just been really good at hiding assets. Everything had been restored to Bertrand.

Bertrand had been hired as top advisor to the king and given unfettered access to all the archives. His primary purpose, along with help from Rashad, was to go through all the laws and regulations pertaining to the crown in order to root out any other archaic laws or traditions that could be used against them. Then change or purge them. They would not be caught unaware ever again.

They could not get rid of the Conventus Nobilis, but they had ensured that it could not be used against them again. The loyalty of Olivia and the Beaumont’s would never be in question, but that left Houses Amaranth, Theron and Ebrim. Liam, Riley and Drake all agreed that they would never fully trust those houses that had tried to stab them in the back. The possibility of another majority vote against them forced them to think outside the box for a solution.

Cedric Vescovi had been stripped of his lands and titles. Barthelemy had only restored them for his own ends. Liam’s first inclination was to, again, dissolve the house completely. It had actually been Drake that had the idea of leaving it and bestowing it upon someone whose loyalty was not in question. He declined that position for himself when Liam offered. Riley was the one who suggested Hana. Hana was now a Cordonian duchess in her own right. The old Vescovi mansion needed knocking down, but Hana was happy living at Valtoria anyway so there were not immediate plans for rebuilding. Maxwell was helping her learn how to run a duchy, he had become surprisingly good at it as he took on more and more responsibilities at Ramsford while Bertrand was occupied with his job as royal advisor.

So now there were six great houses, with three of them loyal to the crown. Rashad added an addendum to the laws governing the conventus nobilis that granted any tie breaking vote to the crown. It was passed unanimously by the council.

He smiled down at her, “I know baby. That’s because the three of us are an unstoppable team.”

“Not just us.” She reminded him.

“You’re right. We couldn’t have done it without Max and Hana and Liv and Bert. Even Leo.”

Leo had been instrumental in getting them out of the country when they escaped to Texas to prevent Barthelemy from taking possession of Eleanor. Because like hell that was ever going to happen. They would have stayed in the states forever if they’d had to.

“We’re so lucky and so blessed.”

He chuckled softly. Of course she saw only the good when she looked back at the mess they had come through.

“What are we laughing at?” Liam asked as he came through the door with Ellie, both their faces red from the cold.

Drake released Riley and scooped Ellie up into his arms, “Hey there peanut, did you have fun in the snow with daddy?”

“Uh huh.” She verified, “You come out tata?”

Riley hadn’t been satisfied with Ellie calling Drake uncle, since he was so much more than that. Tata meant daddy in several languages but interestingly, uncle in a couple of others. So it seemed safe enough not to raise eyebrows while still being a designation that really meant father or daddy.

“I think you’ve been out long enough for now. Come on, let’s get you out of your coat and tata will make you some hot chocolate, ok?” He glanced up at Riley and Liam.

“Yeah!” Ellie agreed enthusiastically.

Liam had Riley wrapped in his arms rubbing his cold nose on her face as she giggled and tried to push him away.

“You want some hot chocolate, Li? You look cold.” Drake asked.

“Sure.” He replied as Riley finally escaped. He started pulling layers off, scarf and gloves, hat, then the coat.

Drake quickly divested Ellie of her coat, scarf and gloves. He stood up and informed everyone, “I’m going to the kitchen to make hot chocolate.”

“Hold on, we’ll all go.” Riley told him. “I need to start the ham anyway.”

“Now that I’m warm, I can do this!” Liam said as he pulled Riley back to him and nuzzled into her neck.

Riley giggled and ran her fingers through his hair, “Stop it.”

Liam pulled the door open for her as Drake scooped Ellie into his arms again and they made their way to the kitchen. There was no staff today, as they were always given Christmas off to spend with their own families. It was just the four of them today. Maxwell was at Ramsford and Hana was in Shanghai.

Drake handed Ellie to Liam and started digging around for cups and the cocoa while Riley turned the oven on to preheat. Liam got Ellie settled in her highchair and turned to survey the scene in front of him. Riley pulling out pots and pans as she got ready to cook, Drake putting milk on to steam. Ellie happily munching on the cheerios he’d dropped on the highchair tray to keep her busy while she waited for her hot chocolate. It was so domestic, so normal that he wanted to cry with happiness.

“Can I help with anything?” He asked.

“Get the sweet potatoes out and start cutting them.” Riley instructed.

“Who wants marshmallows?” Drake asked as he poured the hot chocolate into cups.

Riley smirked, “I already have mine.”

Drake tried to fight the smile that threatened to spread across his face as he shook his head, “That jokes never going to get old to you, is it?”

“Nope!”

He added marshmallows to hers even without an answer, because he knew she liked them. He put a cup in the refrigerator to cool it down before pouring it into a sippy cup for Ellie. Then he thought about it and added a couple of ice cubes to hers.

Liam watched Drake sit down at the table as he handed Ellie the sippy cup. His phone dinged and he looked down at it, notifications from friends and family sending holiday wishes and liking pictures he’d uploaded of Ellie opening gifts earlier that morning. He lifted his head and turned it to watch his wife bustling around their kitchen. His wife. Their kitchen. It had been three years but those phrases: my wife, our home, our daughter, those phrases still filled him with wonder.

She looked up and caught him staring at her with a look of awe on his face. She smiled unsurely, “What?”

“I love you so much, I love all of you so much,” He glanced toward Drake and Ellie, “Let’s do it again.”

Riley laughed, “Do what again?”

“Like Leo said at Thanksgiving.”

She gave him a puzzled look, “What did Leo say?”

“About a spare. Let’s have another baby!”

“Really?” Riley’s face lit up.

Drake froze. His eyes flicked back and forth between them, “Li, I don’t know…I mean, are we sure-“

Riley looked at him in understanding, “Yes, remember, the doctor said the odds of it happening again are very low. Plus, they’ll be monitoring and testing me the whole time. If there’s the slightest issue, I’ll go on bedrest, promise.”

He was silent for a long moment.

“If you’re not on board, we’ll wait-“ Liam started.

“No. It’s….I mean, if you’re sure.” He looked back and forth between them again, “Another baby would be amazing, I’m all on board for that. I just want to be sure it’s safe. I can’t go through that again. I can’t watch her go through that again.”

“It’s not like I’m going off the pill today. We can make an appointment with Dr. Russo, I’ll get checked out and get the medical approval before we start trying. Maybe sometime in the spring. How’s that?”

Drake sighed with relief, “That’s perfect baby.”

“And we won’t move forward without that approval.” Liam assured him, “I can’t go through that again either, trust me.”

They worked together to finish preparing the meal, talking and laughing and taking turns entertaining Ellie. Once everything could be left to cook and Ellie was down for a nap, they sat together in the informal living room, the detritus of Christmas strewn across the room, ribbons and wrapping paper, toys and clothes. The tree was missing a few ornaments thanks to a certain curious toddler.

Riley surveyed the mess and sighed in happiness as she snuggled between the loves of her life. Liam, her husband, her king, her prince charming. And Drake, her champion, her protector, her knight in shinning armor. Her daughter, her precious baby, her princess, sleeping peacefully just down the hall, safe from schemes and plots and assassins. Her hand moved to her midriff thinking about the possibility of another baby. Maybe a boy this time. Although a sister for Eleanor would be wonderful too.

Her head on Liam’s shoulder she murmured, “Best Christmas ever.” Before drifting off to sleep.

She awoke sometime later to Ellies hands on her face and dinner on the table. She sat up, “Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You needed a nap love.” Liam responded.

“Yes, and we are actually capable of cooking.” Drake informed her. “Are you complaining?”

“Nope.” She stretched, “Just thinking how much I love you both, and how glad I am we opted for a low-key Christmas at home.”

Liam offered her his hand and pulled her up from the couch, brushing a kiss on her cheek as he did so, “Merry Christmas my love.”

“Merry Christmas baby.” Drake said as he handed her a glass.

“Merry Christmas.” She responded. “I meant it; this was the best Christmas ever.”

“So far.” Liam corrected her, “We’ve only just begun.”

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