Lauren
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Just under the wire for #wednesday100 #eofic
Another 100 word vignette by MldrItsMe that reads:
Bruno gives her an approving wink as he leaves for the day.
Griffin seems a little beside himself. Unsure, maybe, of what he should or shouldn’t say.
Velasco, apparently relieved by his impending departure of the deference owed to a commanding officer, curses in Spanish and whistles when she emerges from the ladies’ room with bolder makeup, a passable up-do, and a fresh, low-cut, pink top.
It’s Curry, though, who — smiling — confronts the evidence.
“Hot date?”
Olivia imagines Elliot, probably already seated at their table. Tie removed, a few buttons undone, blue eyes twinkling at her.
She blushes. Nods. “Very.”
sigh. "joining the ranks of WRITERS whose brains..."
Hello #wednesday100 and #eofic friends. I'm joining the ranks of word whose brains were tickled by that SCU-OC tie-in last week...
Another 100 word vignette by MldrItsMe that reads:
It's a long night, sitting by Elliot’s bedside, watching him just lie there. 
At least he's breathing on his own, Olivia tells herself. It could be worse.
But. He was hit by a truck.
It could certainly be better. 
Around two AM, she remembers the last time she saw him. It’s ridiculous how fast they went from “our All Our Friends Are Dying era” to — this.
For fuck’s sake.
“It wasn't a dare,” she grumbles at him.
By four AM, she’s dried her tears, and she’s bargaining.
“You have to wake up if you wanna hear me say it back.”
I want more too! (of this!)
Hello #wednesday100 #eofic
Sorry this one came out a little 🥺 but I still think it's hopeful.
Another 100 word vignette by MldrItsMe that reads:
“Love you. Night.”
The door closes, and with it, so does the opportunity.
To do the thing Olivia’s been psyching herself up to do for ages: to say it back.
Since Ohio, since the ornament — since the compass. 
Since he left again and came back again. 
And again. 
And again.
Since Elliot was nearly stabbed, nearly shot, nearly blown up.
Since he was hit by a truck and took a nail to the gut.
Since Whelan. Rita. Bunny.
Joe Junior.
Now Cragen.

Elliot heads for the bar, and she watches him go.
She whispers it. 
Alone, cowardly. 
“Love you too.”
I don't watch him bc I find him awkward and not funny, but I'll add this to the list too.
I agree! They need to hug recreationally too!!
I do think the mid-hug joke this time is progress 😊 Maybe next time they can both smile before and after! lol
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THE WAY SHE PULLS HIM IN
THE WAY SHE EXHALES
THE WAY HE NUZZLES IN 🥹🥹😭😭
FALL IN LOVE AGAIN AND AGAIN
His lil smirky eye roll when she says get off my car. I'm 💀
FALL IN LOVE AGAIN AND AGAIN
and that's if you don't count the ornament!
or the voicemail "and when I said that I love you..."
I still urgently say, "What's in the box????" when the opportunity presents itself 🤣
Haha my favorite movie, applied WAY out of context lol
Happy #wednesday100 #eofic
Another 100 word vignette by MldrItsMe that reads:
“Heard you like small boxes,” Elliot says. 
He slides a very small box onto the dashboard of his Jeep.
In the passenger seat, Olivia turns to look at the box, and then she looks at him. Her eyes are wide, and her mouth is open like she's about to say something. 
Elliot waits. 
He tries not to smirk when it's clear he's stunned her into silence.
“Did I hear wrong?” he teases.
“El,” she whispers. It sounds like a question.
He nods. Waits again. 
She clears her throat. “What—?”
He smiles. Points at the box. “One way to find out.”
Elliot's reaction to someone pointing out how much Eli looks like Olivia. He's off in a parallel universe (and he doesn't wanna leave).
Photo shoot Liv does for Elliot's birthday.
Im at a loss for words...!!!
omg Sammmmmmmmm
#EO: #OLIVIABENSON X #ELLIOTSTABLER

everything is romantic
Quick little #wednesday100 #eofic inspired by some wonderful ppl in my own kid's life 🥹
Another 100 word vignette by MldrItsMe that reads:
When Elliot accepted her invitation to Noah’s dance recital, Olivia hadn't expected this. 
The studio’s “main stage” is really just the biggest instruction room filled with folding chairs, maybe sixty total.
Olivia arrives right when the director finishes her opening remarks — early by Olivia's track record. Assuming there’s nowhere to sit, she's about to lean against the back wall when the whole front row turns her way. Ten Stabler faces smile at her. 
Elliot waves her over. 
“You brought everyone?” She whispers, choked with emotion.
He nods. “Noah’s big night.”
She can’t breathe.
He takes her hand. 
She squeezes. “Thanks.”
please!!! I need this!