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humblequestvinyl · 1 year

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MOUNTAIN WITH A VIEW, EDDIE DIAZ X FEM!READER

APART OF THE ‘ROLLING UP THE WELCOME MAT’ SERIES

SUMMARY: after one too many late nights, y/n l/n is sitting at their kitchen table, debating if her and her husband's marriage is even worth fighting for.

inspired by mountain with a view, by kelsea ballerini

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lowercase is intentional! wc: 1.9k

warning: angst!!!!! swearing, marriage problems, trust issues (?) if there’s anything i missed let me know!

a/n: AHHH NEW SERIES W EDDIE <33! i'm so excited for this!! also my deepest apologies in advance bc i am so mean to eddie in this LMFAOO hope u guys enjoy <333

“COUNTRY STAR Y/N L/N HAS FILED FOR DIVORCE FROM HER HUSBAND, EDDIE DIAZ AFTER FIVE YEARS OF MARRIAGE.”

the voice of a news reporter flooded through the tv as photos of the former couple were placed on the screen.

“L/N on instagram asked her fans on instagram to be mindful, and that both parties are fragile, and to respect their privacy.”the reporter went on, before a photo flashed of the h/c girl, “L/N is currently gearing up for her fifth album release; SUBJECT TO CHANGE this september.”

the video came to a stop, and she saw her best friend standing in front of her, with a horrified look on his face, “you and eddie are getting a divorce?” her heart hurt. this wasn’t how she wanted him to find out.

“it was bound to happen buck.”y/n’s voice was strained due to all of the crying she had done for the past two months, with a heavy feeling in her chest, “you and i both saw this coming.”

“i didn’t.” evan buckley’s voice dropped, and y/n slipped the shades to the top of her head, revealing her bloodshot eyes, “never once did i see this coming.”

“this wasn’t how we wanted you to find out.”her voice cracked, playing with the strings of her hoodie, “eddie said he was going to call you about it.” buck’s eyes watched as the girl avoided his eyes, refusing to make contact with them, knowing if she did she would probably burst into tears.

“why did you file for divorce?”

(TWO MONTHS BEFORE.)

STARING OUT THE BIG OPEN WINDOWS OF THEIR PENTHOUSE,

y/n could see the sun rising as she finished making breakfast for her and her stepson, making sure to leave some for her husband in case he came home in time.

eddie diaz and y/n l/n had first met when she was 21, and he was 23, one kick-starting on their music career, while one had just become a single parent to a son from a former marriage. somehow, they still made it work. getting married at 23 and 25, going from texas, to los angeles, becoming a mother figure to his son chris, and making sure she could still go on tour.

they thought they had it all figured out, with everything working and a fixed schedule.

until they didn't.

so here she sat, waiting for her husband to come home while her stepson got ready for school, knowing she’d have to force a smile, make everything seem like it was okay, and be able to play the part of the perfect wife, perfect wife. it wasn’t until she smelt smoke that y/n realized the toast was burnt to absolute crisp, and was ruined, meaning she’d have to make more.

“shit.”she muttered, rushing to make more, as she saw chris come down the hallway, and she forced a smile, brushing her h/c hair out of her face, making sure to tie it back.

“did you burn the toast again?”chris asked with a smile, and y/n forced a laugh, nodding before she brought over a plate with pancakes and eggs on them. “unfortunately, i did. i’m making more right now.”

a knock on the front door came, before it opened, revealing carla, and she had a wide smile spread across her face as she came in, and y/n waved as the toast popped up, less burnt than before. quickly placing it on a plate, and putting it on the table, making it so chris would be able to get to school on time.

“you go get ready for the day, i’ll make sure chris eats.”carla told the 28 year old, giving her a soft smile, and y/n nodded, before rushing off towards her room, and grabbing the clothing she needed for that day.

walking into the bathroom after she had changed, her eyes glanced down, seeing a wedding band that wasn’t hers sitting on the counter.

it was her husband’s.

she felt anger run through her, with a million thoughts racing through her mind. why would he take it off? or why did he leave it at home? did he forget it? did he take it off intentionally before he left for work?

why did he take it off?

“bye n/n!’chris yelled, breaking the girl out of her thoughts, and she gripped the counter, trying to keep her anger under check. “have a good day at school chris!”she yelled back, and the front door slammed, as she took a deep breath in.

it was a few moments before she walked back out towards the kitchen, noticing everything was put away, except for the burnt toast. opening up her refrigerator, y/n grabbed the butter out, and brought it over towards the kitchen table, before spreading the butter against the toast, and taking a bite out of it.

her eyes scanned back over the mountains as the clock struck 7:30 am, realizing her husband was over three hours late coming home, and had missed seeing his son in the morning for the second time that week.

it killed her. it absolutely killed her that he wasn’t coming home, and she was the one who was carrying all of that weight on her shoulders, trying to keep this marriage going when it was all one sided. she felt like a glass plate, and was breaking into a million pieces.

hearing boots come towards her, her head snapped towards it, seeing her husband eddie diaz walking towards her, before placing a kiss on the top of her head, with no words spoken between the two. the tension in the air made her uncomfortable. it was so thick that you could almost cut it through it with a knife.

it was a while before any words were spoken between the two, and when they were, they were laced with anger and confusion.

“you left your ring at home.”y/n spoke up, taking another bite of the burnt toast, afraid to see the look her husband was giving her, “and you were late coming home again.”

“i forgot it when i left.”eddie admitted, glancing over at his wife for a moment, before looking back at his plate of food, “and i was finishing up something with buck.”

wrong. he wasn’t with buck, because buck had texted y/n back at five, saying he hadn’t seen eddie since he left his shift at 4am.

“what? you don’t believe me?”eddie questioned, as y/n got up to throw the toast away, keeping silent for a moment, debating on how to handle the situation, before she shook her head no.

“i don’t believe you.”y/n admitted, placing the plate in the sink, avoiding eye contact with him, and she could feel the anger radiating off of him, “because buck texted me at five that he hadn’t seen you since you left your shift at four.”

she saw eddie freeze, knowing he had gotten caught into a lie, and y/n had seen right through it. he wouldn’t be able to hide whatever he was away for.

“okay fine, i wasn’t with buck.”eddie admitted, causing y/n to lean up against the kitchen counter, facing her husband to read his body language.

“so, where were you?”

“i don’t understand why you need to know.”eddie shrugged, getting defensive, causing y/n to read all the red flag, “it doesn’t matter to you at all.”

“it does matter to me eddie.”y/n spoke softly, fearing of an argument breaking out, but it was enviable with the two. “i want to make sure you’re not sitting in the goddamn morgue.”

“well guess what, i’m not.”eddie spewed, catching y/n off guard, “i’m standing right in front of you, trying to eat breakfast while you’re bothering me.”

“because i want for you to realize that i’m worried about you.”she told him, and she could tell he was dismissive, “i wait up for you every night, only for you to not come home until chris is about to leave for school.”

“and i never asked you to do that.”he stabbed his eggs with his fork, and y/n tensed up, “that’s your own doing for staying up and waiting.” y/n gave him a look as she took his words like gut punches, making her absolutely sick, “maybe you should just stop staying up and waiting.”

“maybe you should come home on time.”y/n shot back, folding her arms as she watched him closely, “to the family you have. to your son.”

“i do!”eddie defended, and y/n shook her head, “no you don’t! for the past four months you’ve been late coming home after every single shift eddie!”

“you’re forgetting your ring, you’re not coming home on time and you’re distant.”y/n pointed out as eddie brushed past her to put his plate in the sink, and walked towards their shared bathroom, slipping his wedding band on, “there! are you happy now?”

“no i’m not!”y/n exclaimed as eddie started to change, and she followed him, “we’ve been in and out of therapy for the past three years and absolutely nothing has changed eddie. i’m so tired of it.”

“i mentally cannot handle another year of us being just fine.”y/n whispered, causing eddie to snap his head towards her, with a shocked look spread across his face, “what are you trying to say?”

“i want a divorce.”y/n spoke aloud, making all of her feelings real, and she saw eddie’s face fall.

“you want a divorce? all because i’m taking extra shifts to try and provide for our family? to pay for the mortgage for the house you insisted we had to have.”he shot back, and y/n felt her anger bubble over, causing her to snap, “you don’t even pay for the house! i do! it’s under my name and everything! not yours!”

“i’m the one who pays for the cleaners, the groceries, the electric!”she yelled, as the two stood in their bedroom, one that hadn’t felt like theirs in months. “i feel like i’m the only one who’s doing all the work all the time because you’re never home!”

“you loved me way more at 23 than you do now eddie, and that's a fact.”she told him as she brushed past him to pack a bag, “i cannot keep doing this anymore.”

“you’re just like your parents. giving up way too easy on our marriage.” eddie swore, and y/n felt something snap inside of her. “first off, don’t you dare talk about my parents! secondly, i have tried for months to get through to you.”

“you’re the one who never came to nashville when i called you begging to hop on that flight, one i paid for by the way!”y/n exclaimed, zipping up the bag she had packed, “i knew you had the week off and didn’t have chris at all and you still refused to come.”

“i’m done trying eddie.”she finished, before storming past him and walking towards the front door of their penthouse.

“so you’re done?”he questioned as she grabbed her car keys, and opened up the front door, staring right back at him with tears in her e/c eyes.

“this is when it’s over for me.”

#eddie diaz fic #eddie diaz fluff #eddie diaz x y/n #eddie diaz #eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz angst #eddie x reader #911 spoilers #911 on fox #buckley diaz family #evan buckley #evan buckley x reader #rolling up the welcome mat

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jakeperalta · 11 months

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favourite 2023 releases → ROLLING UP THE WELCOME MAT by kelsea ballerini

it’s 7a.m. and I’m on a mountain with a view, I’m the only one alone at a table meant for two...

#kelsea ballerini #kelseaballeriniedit #rolling up the welcome mat #dailymusicians #musicsourcedaily #userpcultures #cinemapix #tuserlauren #kingdomkeyss #uservivaldi #tsuserashley #tuserleah #creations*#my gifs #2023releases

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lightscamerabitchsmileee · 4 months

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Vote for your fave, reblog & share your thoughts and other faves (even outside this list) in the tags I would love to hear it 😊😊

Thank you and have fun and also check out my masterpost for the other artist and band polls 😊😊

#kelsea ballerini #the first time #unapologetically #kelsea #subject to change #rolling up the welcome mat #for good #kelly clarkson #carly pearce #shania twain #country #country pop #pop #tumblr polls #music polls #music

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takeawaythepain · 1 year

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my favorite imagery in the short film was kelsea struggling to balance plates in each hand as her husband continued to add more and more until she finally dropped them all. the music cuts off as the camera pans the floor of shattered plates with kelsea sitting next to them. softly, the music starts up again and the first thing we hear is, “but i wasn’t made for fixing a plate…” goosebumps everywhere.

#i’m in awe of her talent and how she brought this music to life through film #rolling up the welcome mat #just married #kelsea ballerini #my thoughts

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notasoupcompany · 1 year

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been obsessed with the new kelsea ballerini EP ‘rolling up the welcome mat’ since she released it on v day + and i knew eventually i would have to make something with some of my favorite lyrics. brb while i listen to these songs religiously as if i am also a 29 year old going through a divorce.

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humblequestvinyl · 1 year

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rolling up the welcome mat

"and it stings, rolling up the welcome mat, knowing you got half."

six chapters, one writing series. my new writing series; rolling up the welcome mat, out now.

chapter one: mountain with a view - after one too many late nights, y/n l/n is sitting at their kitchen table, debating if her and her husband's marriage is even worth fighting for.

chapter two: just married - after leaving LA, y/n flies to nashville, reflecting on her marriage with eddie, staring at the pictures of the two on their wedding day, wondering how they went from love, to just married.

chapter three: penthouse - y/n’s packing up the penthouse with eddie, reminiscing on the times they had together, both good and bad.

chapter four: interlude - three weeks after the divorce, news hits the entire world about intimate details about the divorce, and y/n isn’t happy about it.

chapter five: blindsided - entering back into the city that holds the most memories, y/n plays a song for her best friend, holding all the secretes of her former marriage.

chapter six: leave me again - on february 14th, with all the love in the air, y/n’s new ep; rolling up the welcome mat is released, and eddie finally hears everything she tried to say.

#eddie diaz fic #eddie diaz fluff #eddie diaz x y/n #eddie diaz x reader #eddie diaz #eddie x reader #eddie diaz imagine #eddie diaz angst #rolling up the welcome mat #911 on fox #911 spoilers #evan buck buckley #911 on abc

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letsmakethenaughtylistt · 1 year

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we had to get drunk to really ever talk

i told you what i needed, didn’t have to read my mind

so were you blindsided or were you just blind?

#the way i have been SCREAMING #this song at the top of my lungs #holy shit #this is the last two years #the frustration in her voice #GIRL I GET IT #music #kelsea ballerini #rolling up the welcome mat #blindsided #Spotify

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southhbound · 1 year

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PENTHOUSE • Kelsea Ballerini

Rolling Up The Welcome Mat - Chapter 3

We played the part five nights, but we were never there on the weekends, baby, we got along real nice, but when I left town, did you hate me? One day, the curtain started coming down, you changed the second we were moving out, I guess wrong can look alright, when you're playing home in a penthouse, baby

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iwanthermidnightz · 1 year

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When Kelsea said:

Big Sur looks beautiful this morning / and I should be missing you

I’m wearing the ring still / but I think I’m lying /sometimes you forget yours / I think we're done trying / I realize you loved me much more at twenty-three / I think that this is when it's over for me

I've shared all my secrets, and I've paid for all my crimes / And our stars ain't fallin' back in line

I think that this is when I cut the ties / I think that is when I set myself free

I'm takin' the ring off, I'm finally cryin' / Don't try to find yours, no reason to fight it

But I wasn't made for fixing a plate or keeping our problems buried

I wasn't strong enough to keep on with all of the weight that I carried / Yeah, it was love / Then it was just married

It was a beautiful wedding / Sometimes I still taste the Veuve / And dammit, I wish I wasn't this ready

To undo I do

But I wasn't made for fixing a plate and getting divorced sounds scary

But I'm just not strong enough to hold on with all of the weight that I carried / Yeah, it was love/ It really was / Then it was just married

We played the part five nights, but we were never there on the weekends, baby

We got along real nice, but when I left town, did you hate me?

One day, the curtain started coming down / I changed the second we were moving out / I guess wrong can look alright / When you're playing home in a penthouse, baby

I bought the house with a fence, enough room for some kids, a backyard for dibs

And I thought that would make it all better, and maybe forever wouldn't feel like the walls closing in

'Cause how does that even make sense? / Now that I think about it, it never did

It hurts putting shit in a box / And now we don't talk / And it stings rolling up the welcome mat / Knowing you got half

I just bought the house that we saw

You said it was wrong

I wanted it all along

Were you on the other line or driving in your car?/ Were you hiding upstairs or playing your guitar? / Was there nothing ever wrong, 'cause you were always right? / Tell me, were you blindsided or were you just blind?

And now you're saying that you're lost / And that's lost on me / Years of sitting across from me in therapy / I know the truth is hard to hear, but it wasn't hard to find / Baby, were you blindsided or were you just blind?

I'd go write a song, and you'd go for a walk / We had to get drunk to ever really talk / I told you what I needed, didn't have to read my mind / So, were you blindsided or were you just blind?

For a while the shoe fit / But then I outgrew it / And staying only made me get real good at pretend / So, I hope I never leave me again

I hope I remember all the pieces

Of who I was that I lost on the way

I hope I learn to love myself like I loved you then

And I hope I never leave me again

#like this was so cathartic #can we take a moment to appreciate it?#kelsea ballerini #rolling up the welcome mat

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