KNOW GUTS & YOU'LL KNOW GLORY.

     TINY    SMILE    BLOOMED    ON    PALE    FEATURES .        oliver’s    casual    mannerisms    caused    the    tinge    of    pink    on    the    ballerina’s    cheeks    to    subside   ,           the    nervous    energy    she    felt    returning    to    a    dull    ache    rather    than    a    full    force    ringing.           always    one    to    doubt    someone’s    genuine    interest    in    her   ,         elle    figured    oliver’s    persistence    was    just    his    natural    flirations       <     the    thrill   of     the    chase   ,     right?       >       &       elle    was    the    poster    girl    for     THE    UNATTAINABLE       (             SOMETIMES    FRIGID     BUT    ALWAYS    THE    ELUSIVE      /       THE    ONE    PEOPLE    LOVED    TO    TRY      &       GET    BUT    NEVER    KEEP      )        ❝           i    was    really    impressed.         I’m    not    one    for    sports    but  even    i    could    tell    what    a   masterful    play    that    was     ;      luke    totally    wasn’t    expecting    it      &      the    crowd    went    wild.           now    i    can    see    why    some    people    get    so    crazy    over    sports.        it    is    exhilarating.          ❞       elle    admitted    with    a    diminutive    smile    before    her    head    is    glancing    around    to    catch    the    figure    of    campbell    watching.         no   ,       he    wasn’t    here    ,        he’s    not    going    to    show    up.       clear     painted    nails    ran    through    her    blonde    tresses   ,       pushing    the    hairs    back    behind    her    ear    as    she    cleared    her    throat       &       gazed    up    at    oliver.      what    new    ham    taught    her    was    to    live    in    the    now    for    there    might    not    be    a    tomorrow     ,          they    could    sooner    return    to    their    home    unscathed    by    the    memories     of    an    attempted    civilization    here    or    this    was    some    cruel     government    experiment       and       they    were    all    to    be    used    as    pawns    ,      social    guinea    pigs    sent    to    the    slaughter    unknowingly.         

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 i     decided    to    come    because    i     wanted    to    see    you.      I    wanted    to    watch    you    play      &      i    wanted    a    chance   to    get   to    talk    to    you    again.         the    last    time    we    talked    well    ,       it’s    been    awhile    ,     hasn’t    it?      I     just      [   ….  ]     i    missed    talking    to    you    ,      i    guess.         no    i    ,     i    know.           i ‘ve     missed    talking    to    you   ,      oliver      &       i    know    i’ve    been    a    shitty    friend     [ ….. ]     maybe    i’ve    wanted    to     know    if    you    missed    hanging    out    with    me    too?        that’s    probably    a    selfish    thought    or    thing    to    ask    but     [    ….   ]     considering    you    have    so     many    other    friends      &       people    you    can    hang    out    with      &       i    haven’t    been    the    most    inviting    or    interesting    of    company.       ❞            before    all    this    ,           she    had    enjoyed    oliver’s    company .           though    the   two    didn’t    hang    out    consistently   ,      they    would    always    show     up    for    each    other    in    one    way    or    the    other    :         elle    either    attending    one    of    oliver’s     sporting    events    or    begrudgingly    showing    up    at    one    of    harry    bingham’s    parties    she    wouldn’t    have    known    anything    about    if    it    wasn’t    for    him.          she    missed    their    talks      &       the    occasional    flush    of    her    cheeks    when    he    would    tell    her    something    that    veered    into    the    flirtatious    category          (            she    wasn’t    used    to    such    language    being    directed    at    her    )  .    ❝      do    you    want    to    go    for    a    walk    or     ???        head    somewhere    inside?        ❞        she     asked    hesitantly   ,        glancing    around    to    the    group    of    people    still    lingering    on    the    field    ,       others    returning    home    or    piling    into    the    church    to    help    set    up    for    next    week’s    thanksgiving    dinner.           arms    wrapped    around    her    middle   ,        the    vest    she    had    worn    not    nearly    warm    enough    but    she    didn’t    want    to    venture    back    home      &       be    trapped    inside   as    a    result. 

 he couldn’t recall a time where elle was too keen to partake in anything surrounding sports.    she came to maybe observe every now & again with a certain reluctance that she masked well but the way he saw her RADIATE on the sidelines tonight was enough proof that she was in her own way trying to induce said efforts.  it’s not like she had much of a choice,   nobody did.   you either partook or you got left behind,   not to say that football was a necessity to have in one’s self made resume.  it just helped to meet social expectations that in return scored some much needed actions.  based on his own assumptions,   he just presumed that her interest was wavering then,   that in spite of his efforts to pursue her she was just not ideally the one to mix with his kind of crowd.   where ellie was actually placed regarding their high school’s social stigmas, remained unclear to this day.   he couldn’t picture a moment where she seemed interested in anything,   she just did her thing without being self aware of her surroundings.   ❛  you should be our referee next time.  helena was trying to  insist we were in the midst of some foul play.   made hollers every now & again to detract our stances,  ❜   he comments with enthusiasm,   it’s an intended joke but something actually so enticing as an idea.   as far as helena was concerned,   oliver actually welcomed the familiar HIGH SCHOOL hostility.   it felt in a strange way,  healthy.    a welcomed feeling of FRIENDLY COMPETITION that paid off as an untimely distraction in the midst of everything that had happened so far.   maybe the journey to reaching stability was not far off.    one thing that wasn’t so astray from his observations was that she was tense.   the way she kept looking all around as if she was WAITING for something or someone,   she was always a little on edge every time they had engaged in some sort of conversation so maybe it was just natural to her & she was really just PROJECTING her feelings.  the progress they were making right now was the closet to actually being on an actual personal level with her.   he shakes his head,  shrugging off her apologies like they ceased to exist,          ❛  you always had things to do,   ❜   he  voice insists,  following through with a low laugh,   feeling somehow inclined to make excuses for her.    ❛  i actually  remember you always being pretty busy with your --- dancing classes,  was it? ❜   

*  PICREW  MUSE  COMPARISON    (  mun  vs  muse  )  !

TAGGED  BY  :  @fabreai  ( thank you! <3 this was a delight! )

gale hawthorne ( the hunger games trilogy )

daniel grayson ( revenge )

oliver wood ( harry potter series )

hermione granger ( harry potter series )

jay gatsby ( the great gatsby )

alice  ( alice in wonderland )

jaime lannister ( game of thrones / a song of ice & fire )

padme amidala ( star wars )

sam merlotte ( true blood )

shawn hunter ( boy meets world )

tagged by:   @poisener ( thank you!!! <3 )

     @lionskeeper​            ♡            for          a         starter      !

       “         𝙾𝙻𝙸       !     it’s     my     turn     to     say     the     PRE-GAME      speech     and     i     think     it’s     gonna     be     𝒕𝒉𝒆   𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕   𝒐𝒏𝒆    yet.            ”

for  a  moment  she’s  speechless  .    a  rarity  .   books  have  always  been  her  solace  .  in  their  pages  she  would  find  kindred  spirits  .  heroine’s  who’s  heads  were  full  of  adventure  ,  who  could  do  strange  things  just  like  she  could  .  and  then  she  joined  a  new  world  were  her  oddities  were  normal  ,  why  would  she  not  want  to  learn  everything  she  possibly  could  as  fast  as  she  could  ?  it’s  easy  for  some  to  not  understand  ,  she  supposes  .  maybe  they  don’t  know  how  it  feels  to  be  an  outsider  all  their  lives  .       ❝     i  suppose  it  isn’t  for  everyone  .   ❞        the  words  struggle  to  fall  from  her  tongue  .  lips  purse  as  if  she’s  digesting  bad  news  .         ❝     but               ——                  well  ,  don’t  you  think  you  should  give  it  another  shot  ?  you  can  really  find  some  fascinating  things  in  books  .  how  about  quidditch  through  the  ages  ?  i  think  it  might  be  the  only  one  i’ve  ever  actually  seen  harry  read  .    ❞  

        ❛    did  you  know  that  russian  wizards  from  koldovstoretz  fly  on  whole  uprooted  trees  instead  of  broomsticks  for  quidditch ?   could  you  imagine  that ?   ❜