Keegan Allen Ian Harding sans awareness
Aries- I love you MORE
Gemini- I love… cake.
Cancer- for how long?
Leo- Well, why wouldn’t you?
Virgo- Thank you
Libra- I have to pee.
Sagittarius- No, I love YOUUUUU
Capricorn- I know.
Aquarius- What even is love?
your smile is like a drug that’s drying me out, yet it’s so addicting (please don’t remove the caption)
Prompt: Can you do an emison fic about what happens after emily saves ali in her house? The whole protective emily thing is really giving me all the feels.
When she hears the crash she doesn’t even think – she just races forward, because if Alison’s in trouble then she’s sure as hell got something to say about it – and when she sees the hooded figure standing in the middle of the room, she doesn’t think twice about throwing herself towards them, because Alison is in danger and she can’t lose her, not again.
She didn’t really think it through – when she’s shoved roughly against the bookcase it hurts, and when she’s flung effortlessly across the room and into the cabinet, scattering glass as she crumbles to the floor, pain razors through her entire body, but none of that matters, as long as Alison is safe.
And then they’re gone, whoever they were – later, she’ll scold herself for not being able to wrangle the hood from off of their head, because as soon as she sees a face then maybe all of this can be over – but for now all that matters is that Ali’s okay, and she reaches for her without thinking, arms sliding around her and dragging her closer, and it’s only then, when she’s holding her tightly, that she can breathe again.