#rideordie mona

[blackandblueandstars]

Stranger

Requested by @iamkamilahsbitch

Ellie had counted every day, and felt it, too. She’d spent her time in classes, going to parties. But every moment felt empty. She was incomplete, and she knew that Mona was the reason why.

She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t nervous, sitting on the hood of her car outside the prison. Mona had told her to stay away, and she was doing exactly the opposite. She took off her leather jacket, her tattooed arm a map of how much she’d changed.

Maybe Mona wouldn’t even like her. She wasn’t that sweet, innocent high schooler anymore. She’d grown up, and she’d changed.

She raised her head as a figure walked from the jail, and she could tell immediately from the curve of her hips that it was her.

Ellie hopped off the hood, taking a few steps towards the gate as Mona made her way out. Her face looked darker, harder than Ellie remembered.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, glaring at Ellie.

“I’m here to pick you up,” Ellie said, standing her ground.

“I told you not to come,” Mona said gruffly.

“I came anyway.”

Mona’s eyes raked over her body, but there was no hunger in them. They were just...cold.

“You look different,” she finally said, eyeing Ellie’s tattoos.

“You too,” Ellie replied, trying to remain cool despite the churning of her stomach. “Want a ride?”

Mona stared at her, long and hard. “Fine,” she said. “Beats the bus.”

And just like that, Mona climbed into the passenger side of the car. Ellie frowned. It wasn’t like her, not to fight for the driver’s seat. She shook her head, knocking the thoughts away and climbing into the car.

“You want to grab some food, on the way?” Ellie asked.

“Sure,” Mona said, staring out the window. She was cold, distant. Mona was never a warm person, but she wasn’t this.

“We could hit a drive-thru, get you a burger and shake?”

“Whatever,” Mona said coldly.

Ellie looked at her, the churning in her stomach growing. It was even worse than she’d thought. She didn’t know this woman at all, and the same could be said for her. They might as well be strangers.

[mvxangel]

Ride or Die : A Bad Boy Romance

M.P.C (Mercy Park Crew)

Teppei Kaneko - Sung Kang

Mona - Emeraude Toubia

Ximena - Gal Gadot

Toby - Matthew Gray Grubler

[hayden-park]

Finally! Been waiting for this since a long time

[coltsrideordie]

Let’s be real

That opinion of Ride or Die being one of the worst PB books in history has been squashed, we’ve had murders, kidnapping and some really dark storylines that has left us GRIPPED FOR WEEKS and hasn’t turned out like those Episode badboy stories that I detest so much. Props to PB to making this one of my favourite books.

[theh00dypatrol]

Date night with my Mona Lisa ☺️ #loml #paintnite #rideordie (at Mimi's Cafe) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwNvQCVnsCg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vwlv40s25wi8

[solutionbailbonds]

Mui suave asi como la gente. #Sunday #Funday #Mona #Chona #CesarHerrera #HerreraSyndicate #Marketing #Solutions #PartnerInCrime #BonnieAndClyde #Patna #RideOrDie (at Oxnard, California)

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[psh1410]

YEAAAAHHHHH, FINALLY WE CAN KISS MONA AHHHHHHH!!!!

#rod mona #rideordie #choices

[rideordiebarcelona]

Halloween en Barcelona

Halloween en Barcelona

¿Qué hacer para halloween en Barcelona?

Muchos países hoy celebran Halloween como en los países anglosajones, la gente se disfraza la noche del 31 de octubre, también conocida como noche de brujas. Sin embargo, en Cataluña, esta práctica no es la más habitual. A muchas personas no les gusta celebrar Halloween y prefieren la típica Castanyada.

  La castañada / Día de todos los santos.

La Castanyada es una fiesta de origen cristiano que se celebra cada 1 de noviembre, Día de Todos los Santos. Hoy, es más comunmente celebrada la noche del 31 de octubre. El día siguiente, el 1, las personas suelen ir a los cementerios a visitar a los seres queridos que ya se fueron.

Del mismo modo que Halloween, la Castanyada proviene de una fiesta ritual funeraria, en la que la gente del pueblo ayudaba a los campaneros de las iglesias a realizar la tarea de tocar a muerto durante toda la noche del 31 para honrar a los fallecidos. Para recuperarse del duro trabajo, se ingerían después alimentos calóricos y energéticos como los boniatos, las castanyas, fruta confitada y los típicos pastelitos de piñones, los panellets. La bebida para acompañar la comida es el moscatell.

Así pues, estos manjares se convirtieron en la base de la fiesta de la Castanyada: Las pastelerías preparan deliciosos panellets de diferentes sabores y por las calles puedes encontrarte decenas de paradetas, (pequeños puestos ambulantes de venta) de Castañeras, donde puedes comprarte castañas y boniatos recién hechos.

La entrada Halloween en Barcelona aparece primero en RideOrDie.

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[blackandblueandstars]

Good Vibrations

A/N: Part of the Choices Valentine’s Day Party, and requested by Anon!

“You want to…what?” asked Mona, glaring at Ellie.

“I want to celebrate Valentine’s Day,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Since when do we do that kind of shit?”

“Since today,” Ellie said, taking her hand. “I promise you’ll like it.”

Mona sighed, irritated by what she was about to say. “Fine,” she grunted.

Ellie had her wrapped around her finger, that much was certain. She’d do anything for her, even celebrate a stupid, commercial holiday like Valentine’s Day.

“Yes!” Ellie said, her smile as big as the moon. She was a sucker for that smile. “Get dressed, then we’ll go.”

“Dressed?” Mona asked, looking down at her outfit. “What’s wrong with what I’ve got on?”

“Uh,” Ellie said, trying to find the words.

“I’ll change,” Mona sighed, stomping to her room. She couldn’t help but smile, thinking of a night with her girl.

She pulled out a nice button up top and a pair of black jeans. It wasn’t too fancy, but she didn’t have anything better, so it’d have to do.

She stepped back out into the living room nervously, worried what Ellie would thank.

“Wow,” Ellie said, taking her hand and spinning her. “You look drop-dead gorgeous.”

“Shut up,” Mona said, trying to hide her pink cheeks. “You look pretty hot yourself.”

Ellie wore a halter top and tight jeans, hugging her body just the way she liked.

“Thanks!” Ellie said, winking. “Now let’s go, before we’re late!”

Mona followed her, grumbling as they went.

Ellie pushed her into the passenger seat, a location she did not like to be.

“Really?” she asked, looking at her as she climbed in beside her.

“It’s a surprise!” Ellie said, laughing. “You can drive home. Promise.”

She pulled the seatbelt on as Ellie pulled out of the lot, on their way to…wherever they were going.

“Here,” Ellie said as they drove down the road. “Put this on.”

Mona looked down to see the blindfold in her hand. “Really El?” she said, looking at her with cocked eyebrows. “Is this really necessary?”

“Just do it,” Ellie said, to Mona’s surprise. “Please?” she added to soften the demand.

“God, you so owe me,” she muttered as she tied the blindfold around her eyes.

“Great! You can’t see anything, right?” Ellie asked, putting her hand in front of the blindfold.

“No,” Mona replied. Ellie moved her hand quickly at her face to make sure she wasn’t lying, but she didn’t flinch.

“Good girl,” she said, not thinking.

“Oh,” Mona said deeply. “You’ll pay for that.”

“Heh,” Ellie laughed nervously. “Almost there!”

Mona’s mind wandered with what Ellie could possibly have planned for them tonight. Nice dinner? Maybe a movie? Walk on the beach? None of these ideas sounded terribly appealing to her.

She finally heard the car come to a stop, then Ellie get out of the car. She waited patiently until Ellie opened her door and helped her out.

“Here we are!” Ellie said, pulling the blindfold off. All around her were the most attractive cars she’d ever seen.

“El,” she said, unable to explain how perfect this was.

“You love it?” Ellie asked, smiling nervously.

“I guess,” Mona said, smirking. “Beats some fancy dinner.”

Ellie laughed, pulling on her hand so they could go and look at the cars. They walked through, stopping to look under the hood every few cars.

“This isn’t all, though,” Ellie said, as she took Mona’s hand. “You get to take one of these bad boys for a drive.”

“What?” asked Mona, looking at Ellie with wide eyes. “How did you—”

“Ah,” Ellie said, holding up her finger. “Don’t ruin the mystery.”

Mona laughed, her dark eyes sparkling. Ellie loved making her laugh.

“Well,” Mona replied. “You were right, as always. I do like it.”

“Come on,” Ellie said with a grin. “We’ve got some driving to do.”

Mona followed along to a sleek sports car, staring in awe at the power under the hood. “I get to drive this?” she asked, with all of the excitement of a child on Christmas.

“You betcha,” Ellie said, handing her the keys. “Let’s roll.”

They jumped into the car, excitement coursing through their veins. Mona put the keys in the ignition, listening to the engine roar to life. It was seconds before they were racing around the course, the thrum of the motor rushing through them.

Ellie could feel her pulse between her legs as Mona pushed the gas pedal further, a wild smile on her face. This was a definite success, she thought, as Mona whooped with excitement.

They rushed through the course a few times, the ride over sooner than they’d have liked.

Ellie stepped out of the car, her legs like jelly. She walked over to Mona who grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

Finally separating to gulp for breath, Mona’s eyes met hers, blazing.

“Let’s head home,” she said, sending Ellie’s heart soaring.

[blackandblueandstars]

Time waits for no one

Trigger warning: If you’ve struggled with pregnancy, this might be a hard read. Babies, children, etc. I dunno. It was a small laugh, you could barely even hear it but it still lit up the room. Ellie couldn’t help but feel it in her soul. The warmth, the light, all from such a small bundle of joy. She held her close, her small fingers wrapped around her thumb, her brown eyes wide with wonder and a hint of mischief. God, she looked like Mona.

As if summoned by the thought, Mona walked through the door, hands dirty from fiddling in the garage. “We’ll get a few more miles out of her,” she said, wiping her hands on a rag before tucking it in her back pocket.

Ellie smiled, catching her eye. “We’ve already gotten far more than we should’ve, thanks to you.”

Mona’s neck turned the slightest shade of red before she covered it with her hand, rubbing awkwardly. “Just doing my part,” she mumbled. She leaned over, looking at the swaddled baby in Ellie’s arms.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this,” she said lightly, in awe of the miracle they’d created. She opened her mouth to speak again when a loud blaring interrupted the moment.

Ellie opened her eyes, flailing to turn off the alarm. The room seemed darker than normal, coming out of the dream. Just a dream.

Alarm snoozed, she curled her arms around herself, taking a deep breath.

Happy, she thought, squeezing her eyes tight. I’m happy. I’m with the woman I love, doing what I love. That is enough. This is enough.

She hated herself for where her mind wandered in the night. She hated herself for the minutes that passed while she reminded herself how lucky she was, how happy she was. She hated every second that she didn’t believe the words.

“El?” Mona called from the other room. “You up?”

She blinked back the tears, steadying herself. “Working on it,” she answered lightly, adding a grumble at the end. She never understood how Mona was such a morning person.

Mona poked her head in, her brown eyes roaming over Ellie’s body. “Get a move on,” she said, lingering a little too long in the door.

“Sure that’s what you want?” asked Ellie with a wink.

Mona chuckled. “We’ve got to get to the shop.”

And that was that. Ellie pulled herself from bed, dressing quickly and darting out the door.

---

Mona took a deep breath. Nothing made her feel more at home these days than car grease tinged with gasoline. She looked around the shop, a lion surveying its domain. Ellie had made a beeline for the office, mumbling something about paperwork. She handled the business of it all, leaving Mona to the cars. With Ellie’s business sense and her...obsession...they were well on their way to being a premier import dealership in the area.

On their way, being the key phrase. It hadn’t been easy-going. El did her time in college and Mona served hers. They had a late start, and they’d put every dollar they had into growing this business.

They were happy, though. She wasn’t one for words or feelings, but Ellie...Ellie turned it all around for her. She made her something...someone. 

“Hey boss!” Mona shook her head, returning to the hustle and bustle of the shop.

---

Ellie focused on the work. It always gave her some feeling of purpose. She was happy. That was the most frustrating part of all of it. She loved Mona, she loved their life. It was her decision not to...not to conceive. 

She paused, taking a deep breath. This is stupid. Get yourself together, Ellie. But it wasn’t that simple. These things never were, were they? Her body yearned for a baby, her own baby. It was in her DNA. It was something she’d dreamed about since she was small.

And now she was old. Old, and in love, and all she wanted was to put more love into the world. She remembered that little girl from her dream. She had Mona’s eyes, her dark hair. A real heartbreaker. 

But that wasn’t reality, of course. They couldn’t just...make a baby. Maybe that’s why it hurt so much. Even if she could carry, the baby wouldn’t be theirs. Not biologically. And she knew, of course she knew that that didn’t really matter.

And then there was the cost. They couldn’t afford it, even if they were in agreement, even if they both wanted it. 

She wasn’t sure when the tears began, but she wiped them from her face quickly when she heard a rap at the door.

“Hey, El, I--” Mona cut off as she caught sight of Ellie’s tear-stained face. “El?”

“Hey, baby,” Ellie said, dropping her gaze to the stack of papers on the desk. “I was just about to start the invoices. What did you need?”

Mona crossed the room in two steps, towering beside Ellie. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I’m--”

“El,” she said quietly, kneeling before her. “You’re crying.” Mona wiped a tear from her cheek, her calloused thumb so gentle as it grazed her skin.

“I--I can’t…” Ellie murmured. She knew if she told Mona she’d blame herself. She couldn’t put that on her. But it hurt, holding it in. No one would understand. It’s not like she was physically unable to conceive. It was...it was her choice, right? She chose Mona, she chose the business. She chose this life.

“Ellie.” Mona’s voice was firm as she squeezed Ellie’s hand. “This is not how we do things. Talk to me.”

---

Love has a way of warping us. If we’re lucky, it’s for the best. But sometimes it’s not. Sometimes, it derails everything. Mona knew that pain too well. Like a cement block tied to your feet, dragging you down when all you want to do is tread water.

She tried to hide the tremor in her hand as she kneeled on the dirty floor, eyes locked on Ellie. Before she even spoke, she could feel it in her bones. These tears, they were about her...about them. Her head swam, heart thundering. We’re happy, she thought, overanalyzing every interaction, everything she’d done, everything she hadn’t. I thought we were happy.

“Ellie.” The word came like a lifeline, the only thing tethering her to the scene before her.

“I’m sorry,” Ellie whimpered. “This is so stupid.”

Mona had been shot. She’d been betrayed. She’d experienced every kind of pain imaginable. But nothing like the way her heart tore right now, watching Ellie, hearing Ellie’s pain.

“No,” she said, forcing the air into her lungs. “Your feelings are not stupid. Please, El, tell me.”

---

Ellie couldn’t stop the tears, now. She was angry with herself, angry for letting it get to her, angry for letting Mona see. She took a breath, meeting Mona’s eyes. She could sense her fear, and she knew she didn’t have a choice. Not anymore.

“I haven’t been sleeping well,” she began, trying to find some explanation for the intensity of her emotions. “I guess I’m just tired and emotional, I guess that’s why I’m such a mess.”

“What’s got you so upset?” Mona asked, not letting her off the hook.

“I’ve been dreaming,” she said with a sigh. “I’ve been dreaming about having a baby. Yours, and mine. Ours. It...it’s part of each of us, and...she’s so beautiful, and...I know…”

She cut off, taking a shaky breath, trying to find the right words. “I know that we agreed. I know that I agreed, that I changed my mind. But I...I can’t help feeling like I’m missing out on something.”

Mona was quiet, eyes on Ellie. It was true, they’d agreed. They’d agreed to put the business first...the business Mona wanted. They’d agreed not to have a child of their own. A child that Ellie had always wanted to carry and Mona wasn’t even sure she wanted.

“We can adopt,” Mona started carefully. “Like we talked about. Older kids, the ones that need love and safety.”

“Yea,” Ellie said softly. “I know.”

---

This is out of left field, Mona thought. But the more she thought about it, she realized that wasn’t fair. It wasn’t, not for Ellie. Ellie, who’d dreamed of carrying a child, who’d dreamed of giving birth and being a mom.

Mona never really wanted kids. Not after everything she’d been through, everything she’d done. She didn’t need to ruin another human. She just needed to stay as far away from influencing anyone’s life as possible. She was too broken, too utterly damaged to be a parent.

But with Ellie...she’d opened her mind to the possibility. But then Ellie said she wasn’t sure if she wanted it, anymore. And then they started the business, and years had passed, and now...now it was barely an option.

“I’m sorry,” she said, unable to meet Ellie’s eyes. “I don’t know what to do.”

It was all she could say. She always had a solution, a way to fix things, a way to make them better. But she couldn’t fix this. She couldn’t turn back time. She couldn’t change biology. She couldn’t magically acquire thousands of dollars for one shot...a long shot, with Ellie’s age.

“Me either,” Ellie whispered.

The air was heavy between them. Mona stood, wrapping her arm around Ellie’s shoulders. 

“Why don’t we take off?” Mona asked, gently. “Go home early, maybe go for a ride?”

It was a band-aid, at best. She knew that. It wasn’t an easy thing, mourning something you’d never had...someone you’d never know. As she held Ellie’s hand and led her out of the garage, she felt the sadness she carried with her. She even felt some sadness herself. She hadn’t wanted a child, but to see how badly Ellie did...it felt like something had been ripped away from them before they’d even had the chance to decide they wanted it.

They climbed in the car and drove home in silence, Mona feeling unbearably like a cement block. 

[rideordiebarcelona]

Halloween en Barcelona

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¿Qué hacer para halloween en Barcelona?

Muchos países hoy celebran Halloween como en los países anglosajones, la gente se disfraza la noche del 31 de octubre, también conocida como noche de brujas. Sin embargo, en Cataluña, esta práctica no es la más habitual. A muchas personas no les gusta celebrar Halloween y prefieren la típica Castanyada.

  La castañada / Día de todos los santos.

La Castanyada es una fiesta de origen cristiano que se celebra cada 1 de noviembre, Día de Todos los Santos. Hoy, es más comunmente celebrada la noche del 31 de octubre. El día siguiente, el 1, las personas suelen ir a los cementerios a visitar a los seres queridos que ya se fueron.

Del mismo modo que Halloween, la Castanyada proviene de una fiesta ritual funeraria, en la que la gente del pueblo ayudaba a los campaneros de las iglesias a realizar la tarea de tocar a muerto durante toda la noche del 31 para honrar a los fallecidos. Para recuperarse del duro trabajo, se ingerían después alimentos calóricos y energéticos como los boniatos, las castanyas, fruta confitada y los típicos pastelitos de piñones, los panellets. La bebida para acompañar la comida es el moscatell.

Así pues, estos manjares se convirtieron en la base de la fiesta de la Castanyada: Las pastelerías preparan deliciosos panellets de diferentes sabores y por las calles puedes encontrarte decenas de paradetas, (pequeños puestos ambulantes de venta) de Castañeras, donde puedes comprarte castañas y boniatos recién hechos.

La entrada Halloween en Barcelona aparece primero en RideOrDie.

[solutionbailbonds]

Mira nomas a mi Mona Chona que chula! Mui suave asi como la gente. #RideOrDie #Queen #CrimePartner #HerreraSyndicate #Herrera #Familia (at Oxnard, California)