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Our Episode Notes for It’s Your Party, Cry If You Want To

This post holds all of our secret treasures for #42 - It’s Your Party, Cry If You Want To - Foreign Affairs, Chapters 4-6.

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I saw a couple of twc vine comps u guys did and I wanted to join the party 😂

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I recently found this awesome series and ooo I have an ask! what would the positions of the MC and their RO be on the couch during team meetings? For example, would an M romance have MC sitting on their laps, N with their arm around MC.... etc.

I'll have to give a non-answer to this, partly because it'll depend on what the MC chooses, but it also pops up quite a bit during Book Three so you will definitely find out ;D

Thank you so much for the ask though! :)

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Hey i don't know if you are taking request or not but if you are would mind doing something where book1 or pre dating time Mc getting jealous because someone flirted with Beckett. Also i love your work ❤❤❤❤

- MC’s mind is not their own during the thief championship celebration, the very own championship they secured with the immense help of their teammates. it’s almost juvenile to say that MC is zoned in on beckett harrington in the corner of the banquet hall.

- he hasn’t congratulated me yet, MC thinks, pouting ever so slightly, and who is it that he’s speaking to? they sure look happy...

- MC should be mingling. they should be celebrating with their teammates, laughing and enjoying the party, but no—they’re sulking by the buffet table, mustering smiles at anyone who comes up to congratulate them for the win.

- zeph bounds over, grinning, with two drinks in hand. he hands one over to MC, who’s almost too distracted to accept. he nudges them, teasing, “you lovesick puppy... go get him! ask him to dance.”

- with a small push from zeph, MC is off, striding across the party to ask beckett to dance.

- the person who beckett is speaking to playfully slaps his chest and steps closer, dusting away a couple of stray hairs from his forehead. they even settle a hand on beckett’s arm.

- seeing this, MC nearly trips over their feet. we’ve hugged, we’ve kissed. does it mean nothing to beckett?

- MC is painfully embarrassed, even more so when the person beckett is speaking to notices their presence and loops their arms around beckett’s neck, grinning sweetly as they do so.

- this is how they wanna play it? fine, MC thinks.

- as expected, beckett moves away instantly, clearing his throat and stating, “i have a partner already. please don’t do that again.” and he excuses himself, stepping around a dancing couple until he comes face to face with a seething MC.

- the smile that splits across beckett’s face is dazzling. he engulfs MC in an embrace, breaking apart when he realizes what he’s done. “that was brash, i apologize! i shouldn’t have—”

- MC only shakes their head, tugging him back into the hug. “no, don’t apologize. dance with me?” i like it when you hold me, MC almost wants to say.

- beckett accepts, and together, they idly drift across the dance floor.

- “so...” MC begins, “who was that?”

- “a family friend,” beckett says, “i only gave them the time of day because their family had connections with mine. what you saw was...”

- “beckett, you don’t need to explain yourself to me. i’m not... jealous or anything.”

- beckett might’ve believed MC if he didn’t know them so well, if they didn’t try to avoid eye contact with him whilst grumbling.

- “you could at the very least try to sound convincing,” beckett says. he fails at concealing his giddy smile, earning another sheepish groan from MC.

- “don’t get cocky, beckett harrington.”

- beckett laughs, tugging MC closer by the waist. he leans in to whisper against their ear, “i like it when you’re jealous.”

- “yeah? you’ll like this even better.” MC curls one hand into beckett’s brown locks, capturing his lips in a kiss so fierce that it nearly knocks him off his feet. MC’s grip on beckett’s hair is unusually tight, but he likes it, so much so that he groans into their mouth, matching their fervor with his own.

- somewhere in the crowd, there’s the faint sound of glass smashing into concrete. MC cracks open an eye, smiling into the kiss as beckett’s friend haphazardly cleans up the broken glass they dropped.

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a/n: hi love! thank u for reading my works and sending in this request. sorry it took a while, but i hope u enjoy this one <333 and yes guys i’m alive!!! college has just been crazy. i’ll be posting a beckett fic soon i promise!

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Mentally I'm in 2019 Choices era

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amazing. emotional. beautiful! what a way to wrap up this series with the pleasure of characters I have read throughout this past year! love your work as always 🥰🥰

For A Long Time Now (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart, Book 3 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Words: 2K Warning: Implied adult situations Premise: He can finally tell her the three words he meant to say for a long time. Author’s Note: The non-premium Ethan love confession is supreme and nothing will convince me otherwise. This is named after it. 

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The bright beams of moonlight illuminated the small, charming bedroom when Ethan awoke. One glance at the digital clock on her bedside informed him it was almost two in the morning. With a sigh that sounded louder in the still darkness, he sank back into her pillows, his heart beating a content, steady beat at the prospect of having just a few more hours by her side. 

A few hours, though a miserable consolation, were welcomed if it meant having her in his arms, peaceful and beautiful. Ethan glanced down at her, unable to avoid feeling awestruck. Her steady breath ebbed and flowed gently, caressing his skin as she slept against his chest, her ear pressed against the heart that beat for her. A few hours were a small but welcomed triumph.

Soon, dawn would break across the sky, announcing the beginning of a new day and bringing them closer to their inevitable end. 

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Ethan Jonah Ramsey: I love you.

Ethan stans:

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Me, watching MC talk about the importance of protection:

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MC looking at Tobias telling Ethan to cheer the fuck up and congratulate his gf on finishing the board exam:

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Stress Relief (Ethan x f!MC)

Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Word count: 1K Warning: Strong Language and NS*FW content. Please use discretion and caution when viewing this work. By viewing of this work, you consent that you are 18+

Premise: Ethan is under a lot of stress due to recent developments, but his girlfriend has some ideas on how to make him feel better.

Author’s Note: That bee-jay fic I literally wouldn’t shut up about for weeks. Pure filth, guys. 

“Lilac,” Ethan huffs, the sound a dark rumble against her lips as she kisses his throat. “You should be studying.”

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MC, a veteran, ready to coach Ethan through the trial:

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The nurses after all of Edenbrook’s doctors get a free, paid vacation:

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reblogging because this is the SAME FACE all LIs had today

the collective face of every ethan stan when he mentioned they were going to a ski-resort trip OVERNIGHT:

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Everyone in the hospital acting like MC isn’t their saving grace. She literally ROSE from the dead after an ethics trial. CURED Banerji. And is the YOUNGEST doctor ever on the diagnostic team. Harper has the skill, Ethan has the brains, and Tobias the charm, but MC has it ALL.

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Mac realizing MC helped to throw them a birthday party:

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Out of Tune

Book/Pairing(s): Open Heart Book 3 || Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Abigail “Abby” Chacko)

Category/Warning(s): Mature || sexual content

Word Count: 800

Premise: One member of the jazz band from the tech party witnesses exactly how two of the doctors make most of their time alone.

Author’s note: Our family tested positive for COVID, and I’m bored. Imaginations run wild, so here ya go.

Anand Yadgiri is drained.

Drained from the party. Drained from Leland Bloom’s apprentices. Drained from Bloom himself. Drained from businessmen that can’t stop chattering their mouths off his ear. Drained from all these guests that keep asking him and his band to change the music.

It’s COVID season and they can’t even social distance from themselves.

There are doctors. Doctors in a tech-related party. And for what?

He is wholeheartedly done.

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Since the real Ethan Jonah Ramsey vanished with Naveen, reblog and put in the tags your favorite Ethan moment from books 1 and 2.