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//I unfortunately have to head to bed now. Early shift tomorrow. Night my loves <3
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This isn't for Forever|| A Nadia and Logan Drabble

If she could stay anywhere for the rest of her life, it would be here, with him. In this bed. Just holding each other. But this, this moment of pure bliss, just resting her head on his chest, as he slept peacefully, it had a deadline. And they both knew it.
Ever since her Mom told her they were leaving to go live with Dominic in LA, the other side of the country from little old Ironwood, they knew their days were numbered, and spent as much time as they could with one another.
So here they were, in bed together, having slept in each others arms. It hadn't been the first time, but she knew it was probably the last.
Logan had climbed up the drain pipe, as he had many times before, and knocked on her window the night before, and climbed into bed with her. She knew that soon she would have to wake him up and tell him he needed to leave, but she just wanted a moment longer with him. A moment where she could forget that later today she would be headed to the airport and leaving all of this, all of Ironwood, Leaving HIM behind.
She was happy for her Mom, but still leaving Logan would feel like leaving her heart here.
They may be young, but she loved him. That she was sure of.
Nadia felt him stir a little beneath her, and she lift her head, looking at him as his eyes opened and a small smile appeared on her lips. She hoped she could have this moment etched into her brain for the rest of her lives.
"Morning." She said softly, her fingers lifting to lightly stroke along his jawline. But she couldn't bring herself to smile, she couldn't do it, instead, a small tear rolled down her cheek. Her heart was breaking, and she knew that there wasn't a single thing that could fix it right now.
She heard movement outside the room and looked at the door quickly, then back at him. "You should probably leave. If my Mom catches you in here, she will say its a good reason we're leaving." She said, her voice catching on the last word. "But... promise me you will come back before we go?" She asked.
She sat at the window as she watched him climb down the drainpipe a few minutes later. She could see the sadness in his own eyes as he looked up at her before quickly heading to where he had parked the car around the corner on the street.
There wasn't much packing left to do, just things that would be in her hand luggage, and large suitcase, the rest of things were already shipped out in boxes. She had left her photographs to the end, wanting to have pictures of her and Logan close to her, in her hand luggage. She wasn't going to risk them getting lost in flight.
They were just packing the last few things in the car, when her Mom said they had to go.
"Just... one more minute, please, he said he would be here." Nadia said. She looked at her Grandmother for support. As much as her Grandmother often watched them like a hawk, she knew she liked him. "Just a few more minutes." Her Grandmother said.
Just then, Logan's car came down the street, stopping just behind her mothers, and he quickly got out. Tears instantly filled her eyes and rolled down her cheeks as she ran to him. She didn't want her last moments with him to be like this, but the overwhelming fear of never seeing him again was breaking her.
His hands cupped her cheeks the way they always did when he wanted to focus solely on her. Her hands wrapped around his wrists, as she took slow deep breaths. Their heads pressing together, eyes closing.
There was nothing either of them could say in that moment that would change this, or would make this ok. She felt his thumbs brush the tears away, and pulled her closer, till his arms wrapped around her and held her tight. Her head rest in his chest, breathing him in, wishing she could bottle that smell. She could tell he was whispering something, but all she could hear was her heart beat thumping in her ears.
"Nadia." Her mothers voice came, interrupting their moment.
"We have to go, we have a flight to catch."
She felt his hands rub her back and she pulled back slowly, looking up at him as they closed the space again to kiss. The tears continued to roll thickly down her cheeks.
Their fingers entwined, he walked her to the car. He was being so strong right now, but she knew he was feeling the same way she was, that his chest felt like it was being ripped into.
Car door opened, she slipped into the car, still holding his hand as again the space between them closed and their lips touched in the most bittersweet of kisses.
He was about to close the door when she stopped him, her hand reaching up for him, so he knelt beside the opened car door.
"Logan Maddox... remember that promise we made?" She asked him. She didn't need him to answer, she could see it in his eyes. "You will always be my first love. My last love, my only love." She breathed softly, her thumb lightly running over his cheek bone. "I promise that." She breathed.
Her mothers hand touched Logan's shoulder, and he looked at her, and stood. It was like she suddenly couldn't breath as he stepped back, away from her and out of her reach, as her mother closed the car door.
Hand pressed to the window, she watched as the car moved into life. Her Grandmother walking to Logan, and placing her hand lightly on his shoulder. She knew she would keep an eye on him for her, but that didn't make the pain any less. She mouthed "I love you." As they turned the corner, leaving him, the man she loved behind for how long, she didn't know.
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She lent against the hood of the car, watching him, a brow raised. "Are you going to continue to pace and get all angsty, or you going to take a breather and head out for ice cream with me?" She asked.
She pushed herself up off the hood and walked towards him, stopping him in his tracks and cupping his face. "Hey... look at me." She said softly. "As much as I love angsty Ray, we have time alone, lets spend it not pacing back and forth." She breathed.
Dahlia then squeaked as he grabbed her, lifting her up and crushing his lips to hers, she smirked and kissed him back, wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms moving to wrap over his shoulders.
She felt him walking, then lightly lowering her a little onto a hood of a car, She pulled him back with her, lowering her top half onto the car, kissing him passionately, moaning against his lips.
Her fingers lightly stroked round from the back of his neck, down his chest, till her fingertips slipped lightly under his top, stroking slowly up his sides as her legs tightened around him.
"Mmm, I think I love sexually frustrated Ray even more than Angsty Ray." She purred against his lips, feeling his fingers starting to undo her denim shorts. Her kiss lightens, her fingertips pushing his top up, looking into his eyes as she pulls back to pull his top off over his head. "Are you really going to try and have sex on top of the hood of the car?" She asked, raising brow, but laughing at his little smirk, and that twinkle in his eyes. "I take that look as a yes." She replied, pulling him back in for a heated kiss as his hand made light work of her shorts, pushing them down along with her panties. "If I leave an ass print on the hood.... do not get angry." She chuckled.
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Send me a ♥ for a kiss! Send me a ♥♥ for an even deeper kiss! Send me a ♥♥♥ for more then a kiss~
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Send 🌑 to crawl into bed with my muse
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Everyday Muse Questions!
A selection of random questions in order to learn more about your muses day to day habits, likes and dislikes!
What's their McDonalds order?
Boxers or briefs?
Fancy lingerie or comfy underwear?
Can they drive? If not, why not?
Do they run to the door when the food arrives or wait for the delivery guy to knock?
Can they cook? Do they enjoy it?
Do they keep a tidy home / workspace?
What's their go to outfit each day?
Which movies do they like?
Are they on social media?
Do they check the weather forecast before leaving the house or chance it?
What's their most hated chore around the house?
What's their go to breakfast choice?
Long shower or short?
Can they keep houseplants alive?
Dogs or cats?
Do they believe in ghosts?
What time do they normally go to bed?
Are they good at replying to messages?
Morning person or night owl?
Do they like splashing their cash or are they more reserved?
Homebody or social butterfly?
Do they take their shoes off at the door?
Are they much of a drinker?
Do they smoke?
Do they have a higher education?
Dating apps or meeting people the old fashioned way?
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Tv serie: Hemlock grove. Peter Rumancek and Letha Godfrey.
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Addy looked at the screen as she ran on the spot, her treadmill rolling beneath her feet. Her eyes widened as she listened to the report on the news.
An assassination attempt on the President? The suspects face came on the screen and she slammed her hand down onto the emergency stop button.
"Bob Lee?"
No. There was no way this man was guilty! Bob Lee served with her Twin. He was a hero. He was family.
She grabbed her phone, stepping off the treadmill and tried to dial Julie's cell.
"Jules, What happened? What can I do to help?"
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Declan was in his office watching the news of an attempted assassination on the President; he knew at some point he was going to get dragged into this, he would just wait for the call, and was just about to turn the television off when they mentioned they had a suspect in the attempt on the President's life and when his brother's face appeared on the screen he froze. "What the fuck is this bullshit? There's no way in hell that Bob Lee would even risk some shit like this?" Declan said more to himself, not that anyone was in the room.
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"Not that that stopped us." She replied with a chuckle "But could be fun. I remember a few fun make out sessions on the hood of cars too." She smirked "Definitely up for recreating them too." She smiled.
Nadia laughed and shook her head "I guess not." She replied "But maybe this was all part of my Grandmothers plan. She used to tell me that I seemed happier here, rather than in the city. That the city was draining me. And maybe she was right." She shrugged a little. "But... I would give up everything to be with you again Logan. You were my first love, my only love, and I sure as hell am making you be my last love. I know that sounds crazy, seeing as I have barely come back to Ironwood, but the moment I saw you again, after all these years.... well, I hate to say it, but my Grandmother was right, I felt like life had been breathed into me again, and I am just lucky that you hadn't married some hot Nascar model you drapes herself over your cars." She laughed.
"Ironwood heartthrob huh? Am I going to have to beat back a lot of women just to secure you?" She teased.
She rose a brow, her eyes widening "You did? Ok well i guess you better be cooking for me next date." She smiled.
Logan chuckled when she suggested remaking those memories on the couch, kissing and making out, and not paying any attention to whatever movie they were watching. "The only difference is your grandmother is not going to be watching us, making sure we're not getting up to anything," Logan responded as he smirked.
He looked at her and smiled. "Well, that sure as hell didn't take much to try and convince you to stay, hell, I didn't even get to make my argument, is that like some weird super power of yours?"
He studied the menu for a minute despite knowing what he was gonna order before looking back at Nadia. "Well, let's see there's self-proclaimed bad boy, Fast and Furious, which I'll take because I love those movies, despite them getting whackier and whackier, Ironwood heartthrob, need I continue?"
He thought of something. "Would it be weird to say that I learned how to cook authentic carbonara on the off chance you ever came back to Ironwood?"
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Bob Lee & Julie in Shooter 2x01
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//Just sending out some love, and then I am going to work on crackships :D
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//So I am in the mood to make crackships. Do we have any ships (On any blog) That you may like to see me do crackships of?
Edit: This is not an open Crackship gif request for anyone, this is only for ships that I rp with my rp partners.
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Logan Maddox And Nadia Waller
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