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Hola, fandom!! I haven't written anything and completed it in ages and ages. So! I'm just going to drop this here and be on my way. Hope you're well! Love, me!!!
Title: you and me, you and me against the world
Author: seraphcelene
Email: seraphcelene at gmail dot com
A/N: I've seen the Netflix movie and that is all. This has absolutely no ties to the book at all. I was looking for a reason for Noah's anger management issues and wound up defeated by the fact that his parent's don't have names. Make of that what you will. Title from Blackout by Tritonal feat Steph Jones.
Rating: G
Summary: “Elle is that girl. Pretty and smart, scared and brave. Not his sister, but still family. The girl who had held his hand and sat with him in the grass.” There has to be more to the story, right? Elle and Flynn over the years, and not even they see it coming.
10.
Flynn takes a tiny, stunted breath, and inhales strawberry and cut grass, baby powder and sweat. At the edge of his vision, in the corner of his eye, a shadow stretches alongside his on the ground. A thin stripe of pig-tailed girl standing well below his shoulders. Elle, small for her age despite the lie that her shadow tells. Somewhere else in the house, Lee isn't much bigger.
Read it at AO3
Title: you and me, you and me against the world
Author: seraphcelene
Email: seraphcelene at gmail dot com
A/N: I've seen the Netflix movie and that is all. This has absolutely no ties to the book at all. I was looking for a reason for Noah's anger management issues and wound up defeated by the fact that his parent's don't have names. Make of that what you will. Title from Blackout by Tritonal feat Steph Jones.
Rating: G
Summary: “Elle is that girl. Pretty and smart, scared and brave. Not his sister, but still family. The girl who had held his hand and sat with him in the grass.” There has to be more to the story, right? Elle and Flynn over the years, and not even they see it coming.
10.
Flynn takes a tiny, stunted breath, and inhales strawberry and cut grass, baby powder and sweat. At the edge of his vision, in the corner of his eye, a shadow stretches alongside his on the ground. A thin stripe of pig-tailed girl standing well below his shoulders. Elle, small for her age despite the lie that her shadow tells. Somewhere else in the house, Lee isn't much bigger.
Read it at AO3
