You fucking angel I did them all back bc dear god and you’re worth it and so are our babies and ugh <3

Lionnie

Moment One:

Annie was sitting there, crisscross on her couch with her phone pressed to her ear. She’d long since stopped calling for pure tech support, her time spent entirely socializing with Lionel. She felt like she could talk to him for hours—which she had on many occasions. It was like he always knew exactly what to say, and it was also so incredibly interesting and endearing that it just kept her going. He was funny, interesting, an utter and complete goofball. He was one of the best people Annie had met in a long time, and she hadn’t even seen his face. At this point, she was sure she would’ve recognized his voice anywhere, even as unlikely as it was for them to ever stumble upon each other in Boston. As she listened to him talk about computer things for the sake of his supervisor, she didn’t know it at the time, but looking back she was already starting to fall for him, even then.

Moment Two:

When she tries to get better at using technology, he’s patient with her. He doesn’t rush, or get frustrated. He’s calm, doesn’t overwhelm her, doesn’t baby her even though sometimes she really just doesn’t understand. If she screws up, he doesn’t yell at her. He’s never once treated her like she was incapable even if it was extraordinarily difficult for her to even begin to understand, and that might be one of the things she loves about him most of all. Plus she just loves watching him in his element. The focus in his eyes, how natural it is for him. She could just sit there and watch him, and has on a few occasions when he was hopefully too focused to notice her. Hes never said anything, at least.

Moment Three:

The first time he met her family, he was all nerves, even if she knew they were going to love him. He was so nervous, and the way he relaxed when she kissed him before knocking on the door was something she’d never forget. To know that she could calm him down, be there for him even in smaller ways meant the world to her. He withstood all of the craziness they came with, and as she sat back and watched him interact with her family like he’d known them for years instead of hours, she knew he was the one…even if her parents reminded her about it later.

Moment Four:

The way he kisses her, and it never fails to seem like the world stops for just a moment. Lionel never ceases to make her feel loved. Whether it’s failing at cooking, cuddling with her on the couch, or acting like a complete and utter fool with him, Annie never fails to be completely herself around him. She trusts him more than anyone in the world, and she can’t help but feel like she could stay in every little moment with him for a lifetime.

Moment Five:

The way he’s willing to take on the world with her. She’ll probably never really admit it to him, but she loves the fact that he’s an undercover adrenaline junkie. He’s always so nervous, and then everything starts and he just gets so into it. Whether it’s throwing her into the monsters and walls and dragging her to the front of the pack in a haunted house, riding every single ride with her at the amusement park no matter what, or going dancing with her even though they don’t have two left feet, she knows that they could go anywhere and turn it into their own little adventure.

Lucek

Moment One:

The way she’s so god damned fearless even if she’s actually scary or nervous or worried. Lucille Min is a force to be reckoned with, and trying to suppress that would be worse than confining a tiger to a cage. She’s Elle Min, and she won’t back down and hella determined, and he loves that about her. She’s more stubborn than anyone he’s ever met, and even though they butt heads often, he’s addicted to her fire. She’s no ‘ordinary woman’ if there even is such a thing.

Moment Two:

When she falls asleep around him for the first time, her face slack and peaceful against his shoulder on his couch. She’s been so guarded, so determined to keep him at arm’s length. They’d argued about it repeatedly, though he never questioned why she did it. It wasn’t his business, and so he didn’t ask. It was a moment when her walls finally came down slightly, when she finally trusted him enough to keep him not fully at a distance anymore. It was a huge moment, a more powerful moment than anyone looking in from the outside could’ve imagined. It was a beginning to something more than ‘we’re nothing you’re good company, don’t you dare ask questions or I swear to god.’

Moment Three:

The first time he ever sees her bake. It always amazes him how such a hard ass can also be so…adorable. Part of him wants to say feminine, but that would be saying that femininity isn’t strength, isn’t power, isn’t independence, and that’s absolutely wrong and he knows that would be undermining women which disgusts him. He loves the way she gets so invested in making them, noticing the concentration on her face, how anyone that saw her in that moment would never suspect her typical behavior, how she can transition so easily and show yet another side of herself. Lucille is complex, something that becomes more prevalent to him all the time.

Moment Four:

He loves how competitive she is. Whether it’s drinking, wrestling, fighting for dominance, she will never back down from a challenge. Her confidence is unwavering, even if she loses. He loves that he can get her riled up, and she’ll fight her way through any situation even if she cheats. He loves that she doesn’t always play fair.

Moment Five:

When children become out of the question for them. He willingly gives up his dream, and she tries so hard to stop him, to get him to leave her because she can’t take that from him. The fact that she cares about him so much that tries to end it all so that he has that option, means more to him than he’ll probably say. If he wasn’t sure of it before, it’s this moment that he truly knows how much she loves him.

Suttigo

Moment One:

Sutter will forever and always love and be slightly jealous of Indigo’s spunk. She’s so clever, endearing, beyond her years even though she still so young. He’ll always encourage her to strive for whatever she wants in life, and he wants to give her a chance at still being able to be young even if her dad’s gone and she’s basically on her own. He’ll do anything to give her a chance at maintaining enough innocence that she can have at least some of the childhood he never had. He’ll be her own personal catcher in the rye until she’s truly ready to make that leap, even if that isn’t for years to come.

Moment Two:

Sutter loves how positive she usually is, that she can see the good in him even when it all seems to be fleeting and non-existent to him. He loves how determined she is, that she won’t ever give up on him just like he’ll never give on her. She’s like this little ray of sunshine, even when she’s down. She always puts others before herself, even when she shouldn’t.

Moment Three:

He loves how warm and steady she feels when she falls asleep curled up with him the first time. It’s like all of the times she told him she trusted him and cared about him came to life through her skin. It was the first time Sutter ever felt sure that someone wasn’t going anywhere, that she was now a permanent part of his life.

Moment Four:

The first time he kisses her, she’s timid, and nervous, but also so sure. There’s no desire to take it further, to push the boundaries like every other girl he’s ever kissed. It’s just a simple connection, one that conveys what can’t be said. It’s filled with excitement and the fact that this is enough, that they are enough, and it takes his breath away.

Moment Five:

When he introduces her to his friends, she’s shy, but she still has this natural confidence even if she doesn’t notice it. She takes the teasing better than he ever could’ve expected, and he can’t help but enjoy finally having them all in one place and happy, to know that she can finally realize that others will accept her place in his life too, that they’re not wrong for wanting to be together. He also loves the way she gives back to everyone. Indigo has a heart like none other, people just judge her before they get to see it.

Willicity

Moment One:

The moment Will realized he was seriously falling for Felicity, he was staring at her most recent letter, all covered in stickers and written in shimmering purple ink. He still couldn’t get over her smiley face dots on her ‘i’s or the ridiculous paper it was written on. Nate came over, taking the letter from his hands and glancing over it. He chuckled, handing it back and giving Will a look. He’d asked her when he was gonna realize how crazy he was about that girl,and when Will had played it off, Nate had asked him a question that resulted in only one thought from Will, ‘I’m absolutely crazy about her.’

Moment Two:

When he’d skyped her on her birthday the first time and she was all smiles over the present he’d had his mom pick up and ship to her. She’d been all smiles and giggles and she’d lit up his dark environment with her light. As he looked around at his brothers, all gathered loosely around him as they stood out of the frame for his sake, he knew that he couldn’t let her go. He was in love, and god damn if he didn’t know it.

Moment Three:

The first time he ever held her in his arms—even if it was through the massive comforter from their bed. He could feel the heat from her body, was as close to her physically as he had ever been, and she was okay. She was relaxed into him even after the gut-wrenching discussion that had happened earlier, discussion not even being the right word, but the only one that he could muster. Even if he could’ve gone his entire life with out this, just being with her even without physical contact, he couldn’t contain the happiness he felt, the bit of hope that shouldn’t be there. He was holding the love of his life in his arms, and he could actually feel her. Felicity Clara McCarron was no longer intangible.

Moment Four:

William Blakely would absolutely never forget the first time he felt her skin touch his—her always touching him and never the other way around—and she didn’t flinch away from him in pain and panic. His heart leapt into his throat and tears formed in his eyes. After so many failed attempts, of begging her to stop pushing herself because he didn’t want to hurt her anymore, she was okay. She was touching him, her hand baby soft, and it was okay. It was more than he’d ever dared to dream, dared to push her through on his own. He could finally hold her hand without a glove, and he cried too.

Moment Five: