#unnamedown

[willowdied]

[ CATCH ] : sender catches receiver's hand instinctively out of surprise or concern, and holds it. ~ @unnamedtown​ 

she shouldn’t be here. it wasn’t safe. but seeing elle for the first time since that day and the relief that she was here was astronomical. that and aside from the guard and campbell she had yet to see anyone else and so, she could only stare up at her, trying to find the words to say. there was questions about her, if she was safe, knowing that she couldn’t possibly be alright. what had happened to the town. she couldn’t find the words to speak, nor the energy to say them, not until elle took her hand that is. 

shocked as she was, after a moment it was just as instinctively as the other had grabbed her hand, allie squeeze elle’s hand and hushed her, shaking her head. “ it’s okay. i... am fine. ” she looked around, quiet for a moment, making sure no one had followed before loosing her grip on elle’s hand, still holding it, thumbing at her knuckles as though to calm her. “ ...what are you doing here? ”

#ELLE : unnamedtown #unnamedown #allie : interactions #don't mind me having many post season one thoughts i #regret nothing

[willowdied]

@unnamedtown​ :  you can’t fix everything. you know that.

her entire life she had been restless, but she had never once felt it more than she did now. before it had been the non-stop words that kept her awake, the creative flow inside of her, but this was something else entirely. the moment that harry and lexie had entered the church during helena’s speech something had buried itself in her stomach. then will and allie had pulled before all of new ham and eloise felt as though a fire had fully been ignited inside of her. already there had been sparks because of what happened to elle. now, though, she knew, for the three of them, for all of new ham. she needed to do something. she wasn’t going to stop until everything was sorted. 

dallas’ words chilled her to her very core, eloise sitting in their bed hunched over a new journal, desperately scribbling down anything and everything that she could think of, plans, theories, anything that she could. 

“ i need to try.” she was meddling and she knew she was, she knew this was dangerous and she knew that she should just sit back and let it happen, but eloise had never been that person. she never could be that person. his words, though, do something unexpected and calm her a little, just as much as they fuel her desire to forge ahead - they make her look up at him, not hiding the rage, the confusion, nor the fear in her eyes. for a long moment all she can do is stare up at him before lowering her pen to the center of her journal and reaching for his hand. “ i want to do something. i need to do something. there has to be way i can. ” her eyes settle on their hands, toying with his fingers for a moment before squeezing his hand as though that would solve all of her problems. it did more than enough for her now, though. it steadied her- he steadied her. she hoped that despite her state he knew that. 

#&DALLAS : unnamedtown #unnamedown #eloise : interactions