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I saw these picture prompts and I thought I’d send them your way. You can create anything you’d like. Moodboards, edits or even write a story, whatever makes you happy.

The most important thing is that you have fun (and don’t worry you can answer the ask whenever you have time or feel inspired) 🥰

Picnic

Book: Nightbound

Pairing: Nik Ryder x Alex Hernandez

Rating: General

Words: ~900

Summary: Alex and Nik spend a day picnicking

A/N: If you think Krom wouldn't be into having his own little garden you are wrong

Alex had promised herself it would be just a good old day with her boyfriend. No supernatural stuff; no creature they should be running after, none running after them. No headache of a ‘magic training’ she had to worry about. 

She wandered between the flowers, inhaling the sweet scent of lilacs, caressing the sunflowers between her dancing fingers, as the cool breeze brought her sweet kisses. Her face was painted warm, highlighting the blissful expression that had been missing for a little too long.

Nik stirred awake beside her, his gaze immediately fixing on the smiling face in front of him. Her smile was infectious, he swore, because he could no longer remember what made him jerk awake. Was it a nightmare? Another of his demons that he breathed in every second of his life? 

Nik couldn’t care less. As he stroked and felt the strands of her hair, he could almost feel the warmth radiating from her. No wonder she brightened up his day. Hell, every second of his life.

“You did not just come here to sleep all day, did you?,” Alex said with her eyes still closed.

A small smirk formed on his face. 

“I’m sure relaxing all day was your idea.”

“Sleeping isn’t the only form of relaxing.” 

Alex crawled over to the bag of fruits she bought from her friend the other day. Krom was a little too insistent, even for a stone troll. And how could she say no to homegrown ones? Her mother was always a bit of a fitness freak. Though she didn’t want to admit it, she did inherit some of that from her mother. 

She threw one of the apples over to him. 

“An apple a day keeps the doctor away, Nik. Did you know that?” She winked at him as she bit into her own apple.

“Pretty sure it can’t.” He shifted on his back and rested his head on her lap. “Not in my case, anyway.”

Alex looked down and noticed a pensive look on his face. She sighs, running her fingers through his blond hair. The wind had managed to destroy the effects of his strongest hair gel. And there was not a drop of sweat sticking to his head that day. 

She tried to wipe the trace of worry on his face. But by then she would have known that it was permanent.

Nik cuddled up closer to her, staring off into space. “Sorry, I promised I’d relax.” 

“Just try not to think of other things, okay? It makes me worried, you know.”

He smiled a little and tilted his head to look at her. Strangely, he noticed movements at the corner of his eye. His instincts kicked in as he got a full view of the creature beside them. He stood up quickly, pulling Alex up with him.

“W-what?!” Alex tried not to fall, tripping over herself. She followed his eyes to a horse like animal gulping down a bunch of grapes from her bag. A sharp horn stood as a weapon over its head, shining like a trophy in the sunlight. 

Her eyes went wide. “A unico–”

“Shh! Get behind me,” He whispered. 

“Wait, it’s–”

“No! I swear it isn’t cute!” He grabbed her wrists tightly, keeping her still behind him.

They silently watched the unicorn eat the fruits in the bag. They thought it wouldn’t stop until the bag was empty. But the unicorn paused midway, raising its head up. It watched them carefully, shifting its gaze left and right. 

Nik spread his arms to the side, shielding Alex, as the unicorn took a step forward.

“Don’t you dare come any closer.” He glared at the unicorn as if it were an old enemy.

“Nik, I think–”

“Shh!” He continued to slowly back away.

“Just trust me on this one!” She pushed Nik to the side, walking towards the unicorn. She took a deep breath and stopped directly in front of it. They stared at each other for a while.

“I’ll just leave you to die this time.” Nik crosses his arms, trying to look like he didn’t care that she was probably going to let herself be stomped over by a unicorn’s hoof. Although he was sure that he was going to snatch her and run away if it took another step towards her.

Alex rolled her eyes. She extended her palms to the unicorn’s nose, keeping it there for a moment, before tilting her head slightly. She explored its eyes, finding it green and hiding something– dark, ancient and familiar. She closed her eyes for a moment as her palms glowed neon green. 

The unicorn shivered, but it didn’t push her away. 

When her eyes opened, she was still face to face with the unicorn. It was leaning its nose into her hand, letting her pet it. 

Alex turned to Nik and smirked. “Don’t be shy.”

Nik took a cautious step towards the unicorn. Upon Alex’s direction, he touched the unicorn’s nose softly. 

“What kind of Disney princess crap was that?” He asked as he continued to pet the unicorn.

Alex grinned and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m a fae, Nik. A half-fae.”

It was one of the only times she could claim that title with pride.

~@choicesficwriterscreations @ladylamrian @lilyoffandoms

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Ever After

Book: The Cursed Heart 2

Pairing: M!Kieran x F!MC

Word count: 2.4K sorry

Rating: Teen, light fluff

Summary: What if… Kieran gave up his immortality to be with Ella until the end?

Warning: There are spoilers in here.

A/N: This is the first fanfic I’ve ever posted. Please be kind. I’m very new to writing things like this and am unsure if I'm doing any of it right, but I wanted to explore Kieran giving up his immortality and some other things that were heavily teased in book 2 but never happened! Kieran giving up his immortality doesn’t happen in my headcanon, which I have yet to write anything about lol, it's just more of a what if :)

Also, this is my submission for the International Fairy Day event, with the prompt "Reading a Fairytale to the children."

Tagging: @choicescommunityevents @choicesficwriterscreations

“Once upon a time, there lived a young prince who was cursed by an evil fairy to be a beast until he found true love.

He lived alone in his castle with only a few servants for several years. Not many dared to visit because of his beastly appearance.

But one day, a man entered the castle. The Beast did not know this man, but watched him in the shadows.

The man made his way through the castle and eventually found the Beast's most prized possession, a rose. But this was not just any ordinary rose. As he neared his twenty-first birthday, the petals had started to wilt off faster. Every time one fell, he had less and less time to find true his love.

The man went to take it, for he had planned to bring it to his daughter as a gift. He promised her he would bring something back. But the Beast stopped him, and held him captive for attempting to steal.

The man, terrified by the hideous creature, asked to bargain with the Beast, claiming that he needed to get home to his daughter. The Beast told the man that he would return home and send his daughter to the castle, for she would be taking his place. The Beast ensured him that she would be well taken care of. The man, feeling as if he had no other option, agreed. He made the journey home to his daughter.

When he arrived, he told her what had happened. At first, she refused to leave. But eventually, she decided that she had to go, fearing what the Beast might do if she didn’t.

She made the journey, leaving her father and heading to the gloomy castle she had only seen in passing.

When she arrived, the Beast greeted her. He was shocked by her beauty, and she was scared by his beastly appearance.

At first, they both despised each other. But as time went on, the Beast slowly grew fond of Beauty, as he nicknamed her in his head. And Beauty had slowly grown fond of him. She realized that appearances do not make up who you are, but it is who you are within.

Despite his newfound feelings towards her, the Beast had kept it a secret that his time was almost up. Pushing this aside, he decided to let her go back to her father. He could see how much she missed him as each day passed.

Beauty was overtaken with joy at first. She had missed her father dearly, but also didn’t want to leave the Beast. So, she told him that she would return home, but promised to visit him soon. The Beast nodded, and watched as she left, heading towards her village. He had accepted his fate, and was happy that he was granted one last moment with her before the last petal fell.

Beauty had made it home safely, ignoring the pang in her heart of leaving the Beast. Her father was so happy she was home, and safe at that. She spent the next several hours retelling all of her time with the creature. But as she continued explaining it to her father, that same pang in her chest continued to grow. She had realized at that very moment that she had loved him, and felt the need to tell him immediately. With that, she told her father that she needed to go and left without explanation.

When she arrived at the castle, she found the Beast near his precious rose on death's door. He had told her of the curse, just not the extent of it.

Beauty, now understanding, confessed her love for him during his final moments.

When she watched his eyes close, she believed he was gone. As tears fell down her face while holding the Beast in her arms, she felt movement. Looking down, she found the Beast, who was very much alive, changing back into his princely form. For Beauty had just broken his curse.

Now returned to his former self, Beauty and the prince lived happily ever–”

All of a sudden, Kieran was interrupted by a very loud yawn. He looked down at his daughter, who was slowly starting to fall asleep in his lap.

“Daddy, why does that story sound so familiar?” Eve asked him with her face scrunched, gears turning in that pretty little head of hers as she tried to fight off sleep. She’s heard a story like this one before, she just can’t quite remember where or who.

Kieran was about to respond when the door to his daughter’s room opened. He watched as his wife came into view. A smile spread across his face. It took all his restraint to not run over and kiss her senseless. He would have waited for her at the door of their home, but didn’t want to disrupt the bed time process for their little Eve.

“Mama!” Eve squealed as she jumped out of Kieran’s lap.

“There’s my sweet angel,” Ella said smiling as she bent down to scoop her off the ground. Eve clung to her mother’s chest.

After a minute of hugging her mother, little Eve pulled back to look at her face. She put both of her tiny hands on her mother's cheeks.

“You are unharmed?” She said with a serious look on her face, her big eyes pouring into Ella’s. Both Kieran and her laughed.

“You, my dear, are just like your father,” Ella said with a smile as she tickled her little girl. Eve let out delighted giggles as she squirmed in her mother’s arms.

Kieran, who was sitting on the edge of Eve’s tiny bed, watched the interaction between his wife and daughter fondly, heart swelling with love. Eve was a spinning image of Ella, just with his dark eyes and wicked smile. Despite being a changeling, she looked completely mortal. He can only believe that it’s because he’s mortal now, and for that reason, she looks completely mortal as well. He then stood up and within two strides, he was right at his wife’s side.

“You are unharmed though?” He asked with the same serious face their daughter had.

Ella used her free hand to cup her husband’s cheek. “I am unharmed, my love.”

Kieran smiled as he put his hand over hers and laced his fingers through. To him, she had only been gone for three days and yet it felt like forever. But for Ella, it had only been a few hours since time works differently in the Fae realm. Regardless, this was her first time leaving Kieran and their daughter ever.

Kieran pressed a kiss to her temple and then rested his forehead right where he kissed. He whispered in her ear, “We have missed you dearly, beloved.”

Ella, still holding Eve, who within not even a few minutes had fallen asleep on her chest, whispered back, “I have missed you both as well, my love.” She looked up at him with a smile.

Eve started to stir in her arms. “How come she’s so tired?” Ella asked him, chuckling a little. An affectionate smile spread across his face. Kieran whispered back in her ear, “She refused to go to bed until you were home safe. It very much reminded me of you back when we met,” he said with an amused smile.

Ella swatted him playfully, but he caught her hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles. “I’m not even back for ten minutes and you’re already teasing me,” Ella responded, smiling even wider.

“I have three days worth of teasing to make up for. Plus, I know you’re rather fond of my shenanigans.”

Ella muffled her laughter, as her daughter was sleeping in her arms. She carefully carried the sleeping changeling child over to her bed and tucked her in. She bent down and pressed a kiss to her daughter’s head. Kieran, who had made his way next to her, did the same. He whispered, “Sweet dreams, my little gremlin.”

Ella watched the interaction with a smile. Oh how she loved seeing the bond her husband and daughter have grow.

Once Kieran stood up, he reached his hand back to lace with Ella’s and started walking to the door, gently pulling her along. Once at the entrance, Ella quietly shut the door behind them. When she turned around, Kieran was on her within seconds, peppering sweet kisses all over her face. His hands freely roamed her body, soaking up every part of her that he missed over the past three days.

“Kieran!” Ella squealed quietly, laughing as the attack of kisses continued. “I see you were not lying when you said you missed,” she said smiling while affectionately rubbing her nose against his.

The same affectionate smile broke out across Kieran’s face as he rested his forehead against hers.

“I could never lie to you, my love. Besides, every second I cannot have you in my arms is a time when I miss you,” Kieran responded as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

Ever since he had given up his magic, he has only worried for Ella more because he no longer can protect her like he used to. But Ella constantly reminds him how she has taken care of herself longer than she has known him and is still in one piece.

Ella had to travel into the Fae realm to visit Longclaw, who had requested her help with healing a group of Fae that received some nasty iron wounds. Kieran and Eve were supposed to travel with her, but Eve had woken up with a cold the morning before they were going to start their journey. After a very long discussion of what was best, Ella had convinced Kieran that she’ll go by herself and he’ll stay and take care of their daughter.

So, that is exactly what happened. Kieran has lived without magic for six human years, and within that time, he has caught a cold and cared for both Ella and his daughter when they were sick. And after watching Ella for years, he’s learned to adapt to the mortal healing ways.

After a minute of being in each other's embrace, Kieran pulled away to lead her down the hallway to the stairs. As they walked down the steps, Kieran spoke. “So tell me, how was Longclaw? Did you see Oleander at all? How are they? Do you know–”

As Kieran reached the floor, Ella stayed on the first step so she was almost at his height. She pulled him around so that he was directly in front and facing her. She gently put a finger to his lips.

“Everyone is doing well and are planning on visiting us soon. Jack said he’ll be here in a day or so,” Ella said with a smile as she removed her finger from his lips and wrapped both of her arms around his shoulders. Kieran smiled, as he was happy that everyone was alright and that his brother would be here soon.

He brought both of his arms around her waist. “I’m glad everyone is alright,” he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Despite being mortal for six years, it still feels strange to him not knowing if those he knows well in the Fae realm are safe. When he was Night Prince, he could rest easy knowing that everyone he loved was under one roof, his home. But at the time though, that was just Longclaw and Sir Monty. So much has changed since he met Ella.

Kieran would confide these thoughts in her, and Ella would often ask if he regretted his decision to become mortal. Kieran would immediately say no, for he would rather give up his immortality than live an infinite life not by her side. He would rather grow old with her than watch as the inevitable grew closer for her, but not for him.

“I’m also glad,” Kieran continued as he scooped her off the stairs, carrying her bridal style, “that you are home and our little Eve is doing better.”

“She seemed more like herself,” Ella added as he carried her into the kitchen and placed her on the counter so her legs were dangling off.

Kieran chuckled as he leaned against the counter, both of his hands planted on either side of her. “She’s been practically bouncing off the walls all day waiting for you to come home. Around lunchtime she asked me when you were going to be home just about every minute, and then she asked if we could play dress up with all the dresses Oleander made for her.”

A huge smile spread across her face at her husband retelling his day to her. She was just about to ask if he agreed when he quickly said, “Don’t even ask me what she had me wearing. I swear she makes everything mismatched on purpose.”

Ella’s delighted laughter rang through the kitchen. Kieran couldn’t help but smile as they both started laughing at their daughter's shenanigans. “I would have loved to see that,” Ella said, still giggling from imagining the chaoticness of Kieran’s day with their little Eve running about.

Once both of their laughter died down, Kieran rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and feeling more at peace than he has ever felt. For once in his life, he finally feels like he can breathe, with no expectations of ruling or dealing with power-hungry Fae who only wished that he were dead. Or even spending endless nights flying around as a beast. He just feels, well, happy. His Fae life has been over for six years, and while that life gave him Ella, he wouldn’t trade his six years of being mortal for anything.

Now this does not mean that Kieran’s going to forget his time as Fae. No. He looks forward to sharing those stories with Eve. Whether it's a bedtime story he was told as a child that he spun to fit more of Ella and his story or Eve asking about his past when she’s older. He couldn’t wait to share all of it. Well, most of it anyway. Maybe there are even a few things Ella doesn’t know. Maybe he can surprise her as well.

Thank you for sticking around if you read all of this! Something I love about TCH is how it’s somewhat similar to Beauty and the Beast, so I wanted to have Kieran retell the fairytale. I kind of put my own spin on it and combined the Disney movie with one of the many versions of the story I found here!

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Girl, I'm so happy for you that your writing has been improving and that it motivates you to write for Nightbound again. Finally!!!!!! Soooooo excited!!!!!! I can't wait!!!!! Keep going!!! 😍😍

Girl let's save nightbound together!!

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WIP update!!

Posting this here just so no one thinks I'm dead

Nightbound // series- What comes after

First draft of What comes after and a sneak peak at my OC with a temporary name.

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Nightbound // series- Let's not fall in love

I'm also rewriting some of my older fics and also giving Let's not fall in love what it deserves- love and appreciation + a well written story

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Trying to draw nik ryder but i'm blushing???

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Eeeekkk, I just saw how you're adding now images to your fanfics and I find the one on your fanfic called "Winged" so cute 😍😍

Thank you!! I liked the theme I used for 'From soul to soul' so I decided to edit my old fics to the new theme too

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quiet acts of love that make me cry 🫂

prompt list by @novelbear

always giving the other the first bite of their food

^ or the last bite

gently resting their head on their shoulder when taking a picture/peeking at something

kisses. on. the. tip. of. the. nose.

zipping or buttoning their jacket for them

when they follow the sidewalk rule :(

^ like imagine realizing it as they gently take the other's wrist and guide them to the other side...omg

waiting until they safely reach the front of the door or get inside before driving off

"did you eat today?"

softly dusting crumbs from their cheeks when eating

^ or even better: kissing it off

"wear a jacket, it's cold out."

watching a movie or show that they know they're interested in.

^ not because they asked them to, but to be able to engage in more conversation related to it when they adorably ramble on and on.

doing their makeup for them

"i brought you flowers." "for what?" "there has to be a reason?"

keeping a few of their favorite snacks in the house for when they visit.

opening the door for them or pulling their seat out before they sit down

lifting the shorter one up so they can be seen in photos

absentmindedly playing with their hair at all times

fixing their clothes a little for them when noticing something is off

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when u come up with a tiny change for your story that not only makes the writing flow better but also hammers in the character motivations and story theme

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MASTERLIST

Pairing: Nik Ryder x Alexandra [Alex] Hernandez [Female MC]

★ One shots

Winged // Alex and Nik meet the pegasi. I'll never let you go // Nightbound scene reimagined. Missing // When Alex goes missing- again- her friends start a discussion in the group chat. Picnic // While having a picnic, Alex and Nik come across Nik's worst nightmare. From soul to soul // Nik meets another spirit, but this time it's personal.

★ Drabbles

Don't take risks like that // Alex doesn't always approve of Nik's methods to impress her. Curses // Nik's anxiety goes up as he realises Alex may never trust him again. Warm ups // It's cold. There's only Alex, Nik, and his long jacket. They could cuddle. Trip // Alex asks Nik to go on a trip with her, but he's too stupid. Under the stars // Alex and Nik spend a moment under the stars. When I found you, my heart found home // Nik dies fighting the bloodwraith. Outfit scenario // Alex and Nik and a ball + Nik at Alex's wedding. They are arguing // MC and Nik have their banter.

★ Series

Let's not fall in love – part 1 ... // An old enemy is ready to have her revenge. Can she be stopped, or would it cause Nik his life? What comes after – Prologue ... // While Alex is busy with the festival in Crystaval, someone she knows plots her downfall.

★ Artwork

Threep Loola

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Taglist: @lilyoffandoms @ladylamrian

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From soul to soul

Book: Nightbound Characters and pairing: Nik Ryder, Nik Ryder x f!mc (Alex Hernandez) (mentioned) Warnings: a ghost Rating: Teen Words: 1.5k Summary: Nik meets another spirit, but this time it's personal.

A/N: please don't hate my man, I beg.

@choicesficwriterscreations, @choicesjunechallenge2024 prompts “Maybe it’s a dream.” / “You’ve got to make up your mind.”

Nik Ryder was a nighthunter. And nighthunters had to keep their health in check in case an immortal decided to be a nuisance. But the trouble of waking up sweating from another dream often discouraged him from resting his eyes. His night-time activities like hunting down pesky ghouls or trapping feral vampires in flasks helped him have almost no time left for nightmares. The rewards kept him going, and his daily dose of snake tequila was enough to keep a headache away. 

Nik was used to losing sleep. He shouldn’t have had a problem staying up late that day either, even if it was for a completely different reason. But fighting his feelings for Alex was nothing like hunting monsters. He could do the latter easily. Alex, on the other hand, had him wishing to get a good night’s sleep without thinking about her. He begged for anything other than her to be a distraction, even if it was a nightmare about Elijah.

He looked at his client on the couch in the living room. Alex was still sleeping peacefully– at least as peaceful as she could be, given her current situation. Regardless of his promise to himself, his gaze lingered on her for a little longer than just to ‘make sure she was fine’. His lips twisted into a small smile as he watched her. Her chest was heaving up and down. Her hair was a mess. Her lips were parted as if she was trying to say something. Resisting the urge to check on her, he turned his face away instead. She was going to be the death of him. 

It was past midnight already. Nik stood on the balcony with his arms over the railing. The metal bars were cold, and the slight breeze did ruffle his hair. But the shiver of his body seemed to come from within his soul. 

He closed his eyes and shook his head. He was so done with his job, but he was glad it brought Alex to him. When he opened his eyes, he expected to see the full moon comforting him using its light.

What he didn’t expect to see was the figure of a man, floating in front of him. Nik stumbled back a few steps, throwing himself away from the railing. The ‘thing’ he was face to face with was a ghost, just like the many he had handled in his life. Its transparent body was outlined by a faint glow of turquoise, yet its face was a blur. It was only when he heard its voice that another chill ran up his spine. 

“Close your mouth, boy”, the ghost said.

He knew the voice. It was so familiar to him that it pinched a hole in his heart. He felt his vulnerability coming through and swallowed.

“Don't just stand there like you saw a ghost. Is this how I taught you to deal with one?”

Nik took a cautious step forward. Maybe it was a dream. He knew how to handle dreams. He just had to wait a few minutes and his father would go away, and he would wake up on his couch again. Although he would once again regret not being able to apologise to him or pour his heart out to him, he could at least do it in his dream.

“Dad?” Nik whispered. He was now standing before his dead father’s ghost, gripping the railing with trembling fingers.

A touch of the ghost’s deformed hand to his shoulder confirmed that it wasn’t a dream. The touch felt too solid to be of a ghost, and too real to be an illusion. It was a comforting gesture from him, as if he knew all of Nik's worries, as if he was part of all his nightmares too. 

Nik tried to read the expression on what was left of Elijah's face. It seemed to him that the ghost was hiding its face on purpose. He could only imagine what the monster who killed him did to it. 

Elijah's ghost floated beside him, both now staring at the horizon.  As shaken as he was, Nik was also comforted by the eerie presence of his dead father. It was the first time in the history of his supernatural encounters that his mind was clouded enough to prevent any proper thoughts from forming. 

“You need to get yourself together.” Elijah's sharp voice still managed to alert him; as if he was still his student and Elijah was his teacher, training him to be perfect in every hunting skill. “For both of your sakes.”

Nik took a deep breath. Elijah knew everything. If he didn’t know better, Nik would think that his father was there at such a time for no other reason than to lecture him. But this wasn’t the old Elijah. A lot of things were different, starting from his bare arm. The tattoo that he cherished for almost a lifetime was gone.

‘The Saviour’. It was carved into his skin at the age of five– a subtle reminder of his bloodline and the work his ancestors did since the existence of nighthunters. They carried the name with them till their heart stopped beating. Nik received it at the same age his father did. Although the tattoo was a permanent definition of who he was, he never believed he could ever fit that title. “The thrice-cursed son” – it never stopped echoing in his mind. 

Whether Elijah was with or without the tattoo, he belonged to a bloodline– one that protected the needy and saved them from destruction. The needy was now his son. Elijah could help him not get destroyed.

Nik lacked the courage to talk to his father, even though he was dead. He didn't have the least guess as to why he had come there in the first place. But he held back from saying anything other than what was absolutely necessary. Nik was scared that the moment would slip away, and he would continue living in regret for the rest of his life. 

“I'm sorry. I broke my promise”, he said in a shaky voice.  They both knew what the promise was. But to Nik, it had also been his life saying, until he started seeing Alex in a different light. His walls had broken down for her, and he was finally trusting someone– for better or for worse.

“I knew it would happen.” Elijah's ghost shrugged. “You’re a young man. Young people fall in love.”

“But this is different, I swear.” Nik’s tone was almost desperate, as if he was trying to convince Elijah but mostly himself– he didn't fall for her on purpose. It wasn't his fault that she came to his life at the perfect moment, was it?

“You’ve got to make up your mind, boy.”

Nik held in a bitter laugh. What was he supposed to decide between– breaking the heart of the woman he loved, or risking both of their lives to get distracted by his feelings for her? When he weighed his options, it seemed better to stay alive. He shut his eyes, frustrated at himself and punched his fist onto the railing, trying to control the emotions boiling up inside him. 

A light shower which soon turned into heavy rain disturbed his thoughts. It poured onto the empty streets, shaking the leaves of flora on the way. A gush of wind slapped the droplets onto Nik who was sheltered under the safety of the roof. He was forced to put off his decision for yet another time. 

“There’s something I wanted to say,” Nik said to the ghost.

Elijah turned to him. He was almost sure they wanted to tell each other the same thing. Yet, he hesitated to say it first. He could be dead, but he still couldn’t bear to have a proper conversation with his son.

“That fight… I didn’t mean to,” Nik said with a lump in his throat.

Elijah knew exactly what fight he was referring to. He had seen his son storm off into his room after that fight. Elijah was his own kind of stubborn, and went off to fight without him. Ever since then, both of them had been alone.

“I know. Neither did I.” He dropped his head in shame. He knew he was never a good father for Nik. But that’s why he never had kids in the first place; and why his wife left him. She had thought she could change his mind, silly woman. “Look, I.. I have to go.”

Nik looked at him with surprise. “Where?”

“I have duties to attend to. Ghostly ones.”

“What kind of duties?”

Elijah snapped. “You’ll know when you’re dead. Don’t ask too many questions.” With that, he gave Nik a slight nod, as if apologising for leaving without telling him what he wanted to say.

Nik clenched his jaw as he watched the ghost fly off. He had left with a simple “see you”. But maybe that was a promise; maybe he would keep it. 

He returned to his living room, where he watched Alex still sleeping, unaware of anything that happened in the few minutes. When his body hit the half torn cushion of the old couch, his mind was foggy again. 

Away from his sight, a turquoise glow was coming through the window. The ghost was looking, its invisible eyes scanning the sight. 

Elijah Ryder had failed again. 

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~@ladylamrian @lilyoffandoms

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Hello, what's the name of your side blog again? And what's your original writing project about? Genre? Plot? Characters?

Hehe it's @boomiburst

The project is about a girl who has a prophecy to fulfil when she turns a certain age, despite being brought up as a human outside her home planet.

You can ask me about it if you want on my other blog.

The characters are under construction but here's my pinterest board If you wanna check it out ✨

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Hii 🥰

I saw these picture prompts and I thought I’d send them your way. You can create anything you’d like. Moodboards, edits or even write a story, whatever makes you happy.

The most important thing is that you have fun (and don’t worry you can answer the ask whenever you have time or feel inspired) 🥰

Book: Nightbound

Pairing: Nik Ryder x Alex Hernandez

Rating: General

Words: ~900

Summary: Alex and Nik spend a day picnicking

A/N: If you think Krom wouldn't be into having his own little garden you are wrong

Alex had promised herself it would be just a good old day with her boyfriend. No supernatural stuff; no creature they should be running after, none running after them. No headache of a ‘magic training’ she had to worry about. 

She wandered between the flowers, inhaling the sweet scent of lilacs, caressing the sunflowers between her dancing fingers, as the cool breeze brought her sweet kisses. Her face was painted warm, highlighting the blissful expression that had been missing for a little too long.

Nik stirred awake beside her, his gaze immediately fixing on the smiling face in front of him. Her smile was infectious, he swore, because he could no longer remember what made him jerk awake. Was it a nightmare? Another of his demons that he breathed in every second of his life? 

Nik couldn’t care less. As he stroked and felt the strands of her hair, he could almost feel the warmth radiating from her. No wonder she brightened up his day. Hell, every second of his life.

“You did not just come here to sleep all day, did you?,” Alex said with her eyes still closed.

A small smirk formed on his face. 

“I’m sure relaxing all day was your idea.”

“Sleeping isn’t the only form of relaxing.” 

Alex crawled over to the bag of fruits she bought from her friend the other day. Krom was a little too insistent, even for a stone troll. And how could she say no to homegrown ones? Her mother was always a bit of a fitness freak. Though she didn’t want to admit it, she did inherit some of that from her mother. 

She threw one of the apples over to him. 

“An apple a day keeps the doctor away, Nik. Did you know that?” She winked at him as she bit into her own apple.

“Pretty sure it can’t.” He shifted on his back and rested his head on her lap. “Not in my case, anyway.”

Alex looked down and noticed a pensive look on his face. She sighs, running her fingers through his blond hair. The wind had managed to destroy the effects of his strongest hair gel. And there was not a drop of sweat sticking to his head that day. 

She tried to wipe the trace of worry on his face. But by then she would have known that it was permanent.

Nik cuddled up closer to her, staring off into space. “Sorry, I promised I’d relax.” 

“Just try not to think of other things, okay? It makes me worried, you know.”

He smiled a little and tilted his head to look at her. Strangely, he noticed movements at the corner of his eye. His instincts kicked in as he got a full view of the creature beside them. He stood up quickly, pulling Alex up with him.

“W-what?!” Alex tried not to fall, tripping over herself. She followed his eyes to a horse like animal gulping down a bunch of grapes from her bag. A sharp horn stood as a weapon over its head, shining like a trophy in the sunlight. 

Her eyes went wide. “A unico–”

“Shh! Get behind me,” He whispered. 

“Wait, it’s–”

“No! I swear it isn’t cute!” He grabbed her wrists tightly, keeping her still behind him.

They silently watched the unicorn eat the fruits in the bag. They thought it wouldn’t stop until the bag was empty. But the unicorn paused midway, raising its head up. It watched them carefully, shifting its gaze left and right. 

Nik spread his arms to the side, shielding Alex, as the unicorn took a step forward.

“Don’t you dare come any closer.” He glared at the unicorn as if it were an old enemy.

“Nik, I think–”

“Shh!” He continued to slowly back away.

“Just trust me on this one!” She pushed Nik to the side, walking towards the unicorn. She took a deep breath and stopped directly in front of it. They stared at each other for a while.

“I’ll just leave you to die this time.” Nik crosses his arms, trying to look like he didn’t care that she was probably going to let herself be stomped over by a unicorn’s hoof. Although he was sure that he was going to snatch her and run away if it took another step towards her.

Alex rolled her eyes. She extended her palms to the unicorn’s nose, keeping it there for a moment, before tilting her head slightly. She explored its eyes, finding it green and hiding something– dark, ancient and familiar. She closed her eyes for a moment as her palms glowed neon green. 

The unicorn shivered, but it didn’t push her away. 

When her eyes opened, she was still face to face with the unicorn. It was leaning its nose into her hand, letting her pet it. 

Alex turned to Nik and smirked. “Don’t be shy.”

Nik took a cautious step towards the unicorn. Upon Alex’s direction, he touched the unicorn’s nose softly. 

“What kind of Disney princess crap was that?” He asked as he continued to pet the unicorn.

Alex grinned and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m a fae, Nik. A half-fae.”

It was one of the only times she could claim that title with pride.

~@choicesficwriterscreations @ladylamrian @lilyoffandoms

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Oh yes definitely I love my boyfriend Brian🥰

As you all know that I write Choices fanfics (currently just Nightbound but hopefully soon more books...)

Currently working slowly on a Romance Club fanfic which will be my very first one for this app/fandom. Anyone interested in being tagged? I don't know yet which RC book to write for, but I got a cute idea for F!MC×Brian Baker from On Thin Ice. Don't know what other RC books I might write for in the future. Right now, just this one fanfic idea. Might create a separate Taglist like the one I have for my @playchoices fanfics [currently only Nightbound, but perhaps later more books].

Tagging some RC friends & those who could be interested, but no pressure: @infactnoimmasitinthemiddle ; @liviusofpella ; @jdstar88 ; @mariemarieohcontrary ; @zoeywades-spouse ; @dutifullynuttywitch ; @artbyalz ; @choiceswithmika ; @angelasscribbles ; @bri1234 ; and whoever wants to join...

Reblog for support highly appreciated

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I am disgusted and repulsed. After forcing him in 3 books over the years now they are doing it all over again. Their bias towards him is just so evident and they aren't even ashamed. Shoving him on us in all three books, cameo in WEH and now a solo short book!? What about the rest of the LIs? They don't care and it always shows.

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My first Edit Request: If possible this edit style for my Asian, silver-haired F!MC×whiteNikRyder (Choices) or a RC pairing of mine if it only works for RC characters ??

here you go!!