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[choicesficwriterscreations]

MC of the Month: Marchia Bisognin

Welcome to our inaugural MC (OC) of the month! Each month, we will highlight one MC or OC that is currently on our Meet my MC / OC List. The MC / OC is selected randomly on the Wheel of Names, and eligibility requirements can be found here. We accept MC / OC profiles on an ongoing basis. Please feel free to sent yours in!

This month's MC of the month is...

@a-crepusculo 's Marchia Bisognin

Learn more about Marchia and her creator, Mia, below.

What do you like most about Marchia?

Obviously, I am utterly biased when it comes to Marchia, but if I have to pinpoint the one thing that I love most about her… it would be her dedication. When she’s passionate about something, when she sets her mind on a certain goal—you best believe that she’ll give everything she’s got. Even though the outcome is something that she did not expect or anticipate, she would still be happy knowing that she tried her very best. 

2. Are you like Marchia at all? How are you alike or different?

Oh, I would say that we’re alike yet different at the same time. We’re both clumsy, overthinkers, very stubborn, and we both love sushi (and any good food, essentially). Yet, in terms of life choices and a lot of other aspects, I do think that Marchia is different from me. She’s a lot more successful than me, more persistent, and more extroverted compared to me. For example, I, for one, would never ever be a doctor lol there’s just too much pressure. If we ever meet in real life, though, I think we would easily hit it off and become best friends.

3. What is most important to Marchia? What is her motivation in life?

For Marchia, family comes first. This became more and more evident later on in life when Marchia has a family of her own. Having that constant love and support, a ‘home’ to come back to, while also giving the same thing back to her family—it motivates her. Encourages her to become better, to learn and grow and thrive together. 

4. What are her biggest pet peeves/dislikes?

There are a few that bother her, but Marchia’s biggest pet peeve is people that drive extremely slow. She’s usually a very patient person (all those PITAs had trained her), but when it comes to this… Whew. Patience? Don’t know her. Granted, she doesn’t drive much now, mostly because Ethan insists on taking her anywhere she wants, or if he’s unavailable, she’ll take the train instead. But she swears she hates those pesky drivers more than she hates Landrat lol.

5. If Marchia could change one thing - anything - what would it be?

Nothing. Although life is never perfect (even for her), she would never change a single thing—even if it’s only a hypothetical question. There’s a reason that things are the way they are, and that is something that Marchia has accepted in life. 

6. What is Marchia's favorite quote or song?

Right now, her favorite song is “Sweet Nothing” by Taylor Swift. Miss Swift never misses, period. Her all-time favorite song, however, would be “Flightless Bird, American Mouth” by Iron & Wine.

7. Is there anything else you’d like to share about your MC?

When I started playing Open Heart waaaaay back then, I never would imagine sharing my own MC with the world. My heart is full from all the love and support that this wonderful community have given to Marchia Bisognin, and I can never thank everyone enough for that. Marchia might only be a fictional character, but she has inspired me in more ways than one—to try things that I’ve never tried and to be more courageous and bold. 

Thank you for sharing Marchia with us, Mia! You can all learn more about Dr. Marchia Bisognin on her full profile, located here.

[liaromancewriter]

Hi! 🤗 As the new year countdown approaches, who are your top 10 MCs or OCs in the Choices fandom. Of course you can include your own as well. Celebrate yourself!

I love this! I know there are many amazing MCs and OCs in the Choices fandom, but I mainly follow Open Heart.

So, I'm sharing the top 10 OH MCs (not in order) whose content in MC Monday made me smile or go "huh..." every single time in 2022.

Lilac Allende - @jamespotterthefirst (The OG MC as far as I'm concerned since Lilac was my intro to the Tumblr fandom)

Victoria Clarke - @potionsprefect

Kaycee MacClennan - @jerzwriter (Don't worry, I like Casey too, but there's something about Kaycee)

Celia Moore - @trappedinfanfiction

Olivia Hadley - @storyofmychoices

Geneviève McClure - @genevievemd

Marissa Sanders - @mysticalgalaxysstuff

Jane Fletcher - @inlocusmads

Meera Bose - @headoverheelsforramsey

Marchia Bisognin - @a-crepusculo

Honorable mentions (I know, I know. It's more than 10).

Emma Pearson - @doriopenheart (I'm just starting to get to know Emma, but I love her already)

My version of Sienna Trinh - giving her an epic love story was my greatest pleasure and fanfic accomplishment 😎

[openheartfanfics]

Meet OPH MCs: Ethan Ramsey

Ethan x F!MC (A - N)

Dr. Adelaide Nicholson - @dr-addieramsey

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Dr. Adelina Nari Lee - @openheartforeverinmyheart

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Dr. Alexandria Karlynn Lee (李嘉靈）- @cryomyst

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present |  The Future

Dr. Amelia Catharina Wright - @blossomanarchy

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Anastasia Audhild - @luvsyana

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Dr. Angel Martin - @rookiemartin

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Dr. Aspen Mila Kallie - @zealouscanonindeer

Meet MC | The Past - 1 | The Past - 2 | OC Children

Dr. Casey Valentine - @crazy-loca-blog

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future  | OC Sibling

Dr. Casey Mara Valentine - @coffeeheartaddict2

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Dr. Casey Hollyn Valentine - @hopelessromantic1352

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Dr. Cass Smith - @custaroonie

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Dr. Cassie Valentine - @liaromancewriter

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

OC Sibling

Dr. Catherine Jane Valentine - @amortentiaopenheart

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Dr. Celia Moore - @trappedinfanfiction

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OC Brother  

Dr. Celia Jade Valentine - @lem-20

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Dr. Chiara Ray - @terrm9

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Dr. Claire Grace Evans - @tveitertotwrites

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Dr. Diana Torsha Ramirez - @gryffindordaughterofathena

Meet MC | The Past  |  The Present |  The Future 1, 2

Relationship Stats

Dr. Ellie Madeline Shepherd - @storyofmychoices

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Dr. Eiselee Elise Blake - @quixoticdreamer16

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Dr. Eve Valentine - @starrystarrytrouble

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Dr. Evelyn Long - @starryeyedrookie

Meet MC   |   The Past

Dr. Genevieve Rose McClure - @genevievemd

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Dr. Haley Jane Rochester - @parisa-kh

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Dr. Jane Fletcher - @inlocusmads

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Dr. Jill Valentine - @danijimenezv

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present

Relationship Stats

OC Kids & Pets

Dr Josephine (Josie) Kingsley - @josiesopenheart

Meet MC  |  The Past  |   The Present  |  The Future

Dr. Kaycee C. MacClennan - @jerzwriter

Meet MC  |  The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

Dr.  Klaudia Helena Craig - @theinvisibledreamergirl

Meet MC

Dr. Leah García - @drethanramslay

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Dr.  Li Hui Yin (李徽因) - @beastlyinstrument

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Dr. Lilac Allende - @jamespotterthefirst

Meet MC | The Past  |  The Present  |  The Future

OC Children

Dr. Luz Beltrán - @takemyopenheart

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OC Children

Maddie Diaz - @beebubbly

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Dr. Marchia Ivy Bisognin - @a-crepusculo

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Dr. Meera Bose - @headoverheelsforramsey

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Dr. Naomi Valentine - @heauxplesslydevoted

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Dr. Natalie Cusack - @bex-la-get

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OC Siblings/Friends

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[lucy-268]

Birthday Surprise

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Lilac Allende

Characters: Marchia Bisognin; Natalie Cusack; Jillian Valentine; Genevieve McClure; Casey MacTavish; Cassie Valentine; Charley Valentine; Victoria Clarke; and Brooke Spiers

Ratings: T

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3,160

Author’s Notes: Bree, we love you and want to wish you a Very Happy Birthday. This was a joint effort between: @a-crepusculo​; @bex-la-get​; @danijimenezv​; @genevievemd​; @jerzwriter​; @liaromancewriter​; @lucy-268​; @potionsprefect​; and @writer-ish​

Birthday Surprise

Prologue

Dr. Ethan Ramsey had many talents; planning a birthday party for his partner, Dr. Lilac Allende wasn’t one of them. As much as it would hurt his ego to ask for help, she was more important. So, he found himself seeking assistance from the unlikeliest of sources: Dr. Casey MacTavish who was a close friend of Lilac’s and his teammate, Dr. Tobias Carrick’s girlfriend.

Casey, of course, took over and the idea of a simple birthday dinner snowballed into a surprise birthday party on the eve of the medical conference that Lilac was speaking at close to home. Before Ethan knew it, Casey and a flock of eight other women, all esteemed doctors from around the country that would be in town for the conference, took over the celebration.

Ethan had certainly heard Lilac mention them all before; apparently, they were all founding members of Future Women Leaders in Medicine, so they couldn’t really be bad, he thought. Right?

The ecstatic expression on Lilac’s face when she saw them after walking into the restaurant where the party was being held had certainly allayed his concerns. But the way they shared secret smiles with each other and spoke in code, told him that it was going to be an interesting night.

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Charley Valentine was having a conversation with Casey when she noticed that Genevieve had stopped talking and was smiling towards the doorway. Charley turned her head to see what, or rather, who had caught the other doctor’s attention.

She smiled and grabbed a glass of champagne and headed towards the door. Lilac was standing just in the doorway next to Dr. Ethan Ramsey, who was looking just a little bit satisfied that he had managed to keep this a surprise from Lilac.

Charley hugged her friend. Lilac hugged her back and pulled her to the side. “Except for Casey, you all said that you weren’t able to get away!”

Charley laughed. “We wouldn’t miss the chance to see your speech tomorrow! It was so convenient that it fell right in line with your birthday!”

Charley handed her the champagne and turned to Ethan. “Sorry, I didn’t pass any Scotch on my way over.”

Charley led Lilac away from Ethan and towards the other eight women who were all smiles and laughter.

One of them called out, “You didn’t think we’d miss this, did you?”

Charley tapped her glass.

“Now that we are all here, I’d like to propose a toast to Lilac. Youngest Director of Diagnostics at Edenbrook. First one of us to be asked to present the keynote speech at a major conference. I’ve been in awe of you ever since I read about how you stood up to big pharma in your intern year, and I’ve loved sharing ideas with you for the past few years in FWLM. Thank you for all you do.”

Lilac hugged her and Charley looked around. “Who’s next?”

Silence permeated as the group of intelligent, fearless women, all masters in their field, looked at each other awkwardly and then — horrors — even giggled slightly. Apparently none were immune to the possibility of a little bit of stage fright.

“Oh, for Pete’s—” A tall redhead looked up from her phone and shook her strawberry waves. “Guess it has to be me, then, amiright ladies?”

Lilac caught eyes with Dr. Brooke Spiers, colleague and friend, and bit her lip as she held back a smirk, accompanied by a mock-disparaging headshake.

“Didn’t think you’d ever be one to say no to being the center of attention,” she called out as Brooke strode to the front of the group, wobbling only slightly in her heels.

Ethan, who agreed with his girlfriend’s assessment of the...outspoken Dr. Spiers, only snorted.

“You know me,” Brooke responded with a wink, holding her champagne glass high. “This is to Lilac. My first friend at Edenbrook during that tumultuous intern year—”

“—Yeah, until you ditched me to fast track to your cardiology fellowship—”

“—I said first friend, not last or only; god you’re a needy bitch.” Brooke paused as the room laughed at her snarky candor, Lilac the loudest of them all. “Also, I don’t think the words ‘fast track’ and ‘cardiology fellowship’ have ever been used in the same sentence, but thanks for the vote of confidence, babe.”

“Anyway,” she looked pointedly at Lilac, “what I was saying was, there is no greater gift in my mind than being able to toast this ultimate gem of a woman. The best and brightest in your field, the better half of one of the greatest medical partnerships known to man—”

Ethan rolled his eyes but, as he couldn’t dispute Brooke’s assessment, he simply pulled Dr. Allende closer instead.

“—and the most loyal and amazing person I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.” Brooke smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling with mirth and affection. “Love you, girl. Thanks for all you’ve taught me and all you continue to do to have my back. To have all our backs.”

She raised her glass up in the air. “To Lilac!”

“To Lilac!” the room echoed, a unanimous affirmation of Brooke’s words, as the toastmaster in question downed her glass of champagne in one gulp, the other arm wrapped around Lilac, who had come in for a quick, grateful embrace.

“Alright!” Brooke turned to the group as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, one arm still around Dr. Allende’s shoulders. “Next?”  

“Eh-hrm,” a young woman with cascading, blonde hair caught everyone’s attention as she got up from her seat and sauntered to the front, taking her place where Brooke had stood previously. “I have a few words for our dear friend Lilac.”

An impish smile on Lilac’s lips grew wider while she gazed affectionately at her fellow friend, Dr. Marchia Bisognin.

“That’s my girl!” the birthday girl exclaimed loudly, hands clapping, unable to contain the tender pride expanding in her chest. Three years ago, Marchia wouldn’t even be able to stand in front of two people, let alone a small crowd. Yet, now, she found confidence, poise in herself—all thanks to Lilac.

“When I met you at that World Health Summit, I knew you were bound to get me into some trouble, babe,” Marchia shrugged, words laced with a hint of amusement, allowing a sheepish grin to spread across her face. “And I bet you’re going to get us into some shenanigans, too, tonight!”

A tide of uproarious laughter escaped the flock of beautiful women once again.

“But all of us wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you, my dear,” she continued, a warm smile trembling to be released. “So, let me raise a toast to one of the most inspiring, brilliant, and thoughtful individuals I have ever known, Lilac Valentina Allende.”

Everyone cheered as Marchia raised her own glass, glittering under the golden light.

“May your life be filled with love, happiness, and of course,” she paused for a moment, a mischievous gleam evident in her eyes. “Lots of incredible, mind-blowing sex, because Lord knows you’re insatiable, babe.”

Lilac laughed out loud, while her handsome companion—the ever-stoic Dr. Ethan Ramsey—tried to hide the flush spreading across his cheeks that threatened to embarrass him.

Marchia approached the brunette doctor, lips curved into a beaming smile. Bodies crashing in an overjoyed hug, she leaned into her and added, “We all love you, babe.”

“Alright, who wants to go next?” Marchia asked, looking back at her friends and associates.

“Now that I’ve had a drink and I’ve loosened up a bit, I will.” Victoria stepped forward as everyone chuckled.

“This could take a while.” Lilac muttered.

“I’ve kept it short and sweet,” she quipped. “The first time I met Lilac, I nearly didn’t make it to the conference as my alarm didn't go off. I was running super late and only made it when someone held the door open for me to get into the lecture hall. It’s fair to say Lilac found it amusing which is why we sat next to each other and since then it’s been nothing but laughter and smiles.”

“You are the funniest and nicest person I’ve ever met and I’m so glad I am able to call you my friend. I can’t wait to move to Boston next year with Ben and I’m so excited that we’ll be in the same city. And Ethan, if you ever hurt her, just know that you’ll have to deal with all of us. Cheers!” Victoria raised her glass smiling.

“Wow, that really was short and sweet.” Lilac laughed.

“I don’t make promises I can’t keep.” Victoria laughed. “Who’s next because I really want to get started on that buffet.”

“I’ll go,” said a young woman with bright red hair.

Natalie stood up, grabbing a nearby glass of champagne as she began her speech.

“First of all, happy birthday, Lilac. I hope this one, followed by every one after, is memorable and full of happiness! I’m so lucky to be surrounded by some of the most incredible women I’ve ever met. And, while I already knew Gen, Casey, and Charley from school, I never would have met everyone else if it hadn’t been for Lilac bringing us all together.”

“Lil, you light up every room you walk into and you’re the most badass bitch to ever walk this earth.” Natalie raised her glass towards the birthday girl. “I’m so proud of you and I’m so grateful to call you my friend. Happy birthday, babe. To Lilac!”

Everyone else followed suit, echoing her sentiments with their glasses raised in Lilac’s direction.

“All right, who’s next?” said Natalie.

“I’ll go!” Another blonde stepped forward, holding her glass high in the air.

“My dear friend, it’s truly been an honor to know you and watch you become the amazing doctor you are. I remember the first day we met, when Patrick introduced us when I went to visit him at UCLA. He said ‘I know you two will get along great’. Which I admit, I wasn’t completely convinced, because you were so outgoing and confident. I was the opposite. But, he was right. A shock, to us both I’m sure. Because when is he ever right?”

Genevieve giggled, causing Lilac to laugh as well. A knowing smile on both their faces.

“And I’m glad he was. Because knowing you has changed my life for the better. You’ve taught me so much, inspired me with your bravery and strength to never give up. And I thank you for that. So today of all days, I am so happy to celebrate you, Lilac Allende. Happy birthday!”

Gen tilted her glass towards her friend, smiling brightly.

“Okay who wants to go next? Because if I keep talking I’ll start crying.”

Dr. Cassie Valentine was too busy flirting with her fiance, Jackson, to notice her friends looking at her with amusement. If it hadn't been for Brooke loudly clearing her throat behind her and Casey tapping her feet to capture her attention, Cassie would have missed the entire point of the evening.

Glancing sheepishly at everyone, she stepped up to join her friends near the front of the room, grabbing a glass of champagne on the way.

"When my fellow Hopkins alum Vic first told me about Lilac and how she'd make a great co-chair for the Future Women Leaders in Medicine initiative, I was skeptical," she said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Sure, I'd heard about her exploits as an intern and her appointment to lead the famous Edenbrook Diagnostics team. But internal medicine always thinks they understand the human body better than psychiatry does the mind, so I kept my counsel. However, one meeting was all it took for me to realize that she is everything that people said she was, and a whole lot more than they can even fathom."

"She would be perfect," said Cassie with a laugh, "if only she'd realize that running actually is good for you rather than complaining endlessly about it. I love her anyway and couldn't ask for a better co-chair. To Lilac and defying expectations, one giant step at a time. Happy birthday, babe!"

With that, Cassie raised her glass in a salute and smiled at the woman whose lifelong friendship she’d treasure forever.

“Jill, Casey?” she asked, glancing at the two women left. “Which one of you wants to go next?”

“I’ll go.” Jill grinned radiantly and walked confidently to the front.

“Jesus Christ,” Ethan muttered under his breath. Jill was like the little sister he never wanted, so he could only dread the kind of speech she had prepared.

Jillian ran a hand through her ginger bronze hair as she joined the group of women, took a deep breath and faced the crowd with grace.

“When I came to visit Ethan all those years ago, the last thing I expected was to see him completely enraptured by an intern. I had known Ethan for years, and the Dr. Ramsey I saw was nothing like the one I knew. It was like I was staring at the best version of his grumpy self. Because that’s what Lilac did to him, she brought out his best. They weren’t together then, but I clearly remember thinking, ‘I have to get to know her’. Of course, Ethan being Ethan tried to prevent it, but he should’ve known most of the time I get away with what I want.”

That earned a few half-hearted laughs among the crowd. Even Ethan’s lips were slightly curled upwards, “I hate you.”

Jill smirked, but refrained herself from teasing Ethan further. This was for Lilac. She shook her head softly and focused once again on her speech for her friend.

“The moment I met Lilac, everything just clicked in my mind, it all made sense; I understood why my brother’s best friend was so floored by her, and honestly, so was I. With her quick wit and undenying charm, Lilac has a warm aura that just pulls you in, whether you’re a patient, a colleague, or a stranger; she has a way to make everyone feel cared for. Along with her brilliant mind, she has a heart of gold.”

“It’s been an honor getting to know her professionally, but even more personally, and I feel so grateful for her,” the ginger-haired doctor sent her a dazzling smile, “Lil, my darling, you’re one of the best things to ever happen to all of us. You made us a family, one that I would never change for anything in this world. Without you, I wouldn’t have met these wonderful ladies, and none of us would be the women we are today. You’re an inspiration to all of us.”

“So, on this day, I want to toast to you, to celebrate all that you are, in all your wonderful glory. Here’s to Lilac Allende, the most brilliant and promising doctor her age, and the best friend a girl could ask for. I hope we get to celebrate by your side many years to come. I love you, Lil. Happy birthday,” Jill raised her flute and took a demure sip.

“Jill, amiga!” Lilac pushed through and gave her a huge hug, the gesture speaking enough for both of them.

“That wasn’t so bad,” Ethan looked relieved.

“Figured I would save the humiliation for your birthday,” Jill winked at him, causing him to scoff. “Besides, this is for Lilac, not for you. Wait for your turn, old man.”

“Hilarious,” he rolled his eyes.

“Don’t call victory yet,” Jill whispered, pointing covertly to the last blonde. “Casey still can. And you know she’s the… wildest of us.”

Liliac stretched her neck to survey the room, she raised an eyebrow and smirked when she caught Casey, giggling at something (likely inappropriate) her boyfriend Tobias was whispering in her ear.  

“OK, MacTavish, can you save that mierda for later and get on with honoring me?” Liliac winked, “Some of us want to get to drinking and dancing, girl.”

Embarrassed, Casey jumped up from her seat, straightening her dress as she made her way to the front of the room.

“Hey, they were just saving the best for last,” Tobias heckled.

“Oh, Jesus, she’s not going to let him speak, is she?” Ethan grumbled.

Both women looked at their partners and all laughed when they playfully chided “Shut up!” at the same time.

Casey looked at Lilac and smiled, “We’ve gotta keep them in line!”

Lilac raised her glass and smiled, “You know it!” she said before downing her glass.

“Hey, wait! We didn’t finish the toast yet!” Gen called out, a half-filled champagne glass in her hand.

“She’s the birthday girl, she can do whatever she pleases,” Casey winked, “but, uhm, waiter, can we get a refill over here… for her? Thanks.”

“Anyway, I met Lilac poolside, during a conference in Key Biscayne our last year of med school,” continued Casey. “I remember thinking, who is this woman trying to one up me in that hot red bathing suit she had going on? But I didn’t actually meet her until we both made our way up to the bar to get one of the Penicillin cocktails they had lined up…”

She shrugged. “Hey neither of us named it… we thought it was tacky too.”

“Back to the story, some obnoxious man saw us approaching and he ran over and grabbed one of the two remaining drinks just before we arrived. We stared at each other, torn between our good-girl sides that were telling us to be polite, and our ‘I’m a broke med school student here for the free booze’ sides that really wanted to fight the other for the drink. Fortunately, a very handsome bartender named…”

“Miguel!” Lilac yelled.

“That’s right!” Casey laughed. “Miguel came up and said ‘Don’t worry ladies, there’s more where that came from.’ He placed a tray before us and walked off. Lilac and I looked at each other and, at the exact same time, said, ‘You take the drink, I’m going to get him’.”

All the women hollered at the punch line.

“That’s right!” Lilac laughed.

“Well, who won?” yelled Tobias as Ethan covered his face with a groan.  

“That’s not the point,” Casey smiled.

“Ah, that means Lilac won,” Tobias winked.

“Oh, Jesus, Christ…” Ethan sighed.

“It’s OK, babe, it was a long time ago,” said Lilac, patting his knee.

“Be that as it may,” interrupted Casey, “That was the day I knew I met an exceptional woman. Someone who knew when to be serious, knew when to have fun, someone who knew right from wrong and was going to fight like hell to make this world of medicine, the world itself, a better place.”

Casey raised her glass.

“Since then I have been proud to call her a colleague, but it is an even bigger honor to call her a friend. So, ladies and gentlemen, if you would please raise your glasses to the woman, the doctor, the legend… Lilac.”

We want to wish you a very happy birthday, Bree!! @jamespotterthefirst​ @messrprongs​

@choicesficwriterscreations​; @openheartfanfics​

[a-crepusculo]

Hii 😍

Just wanted to give you a little something for your wonderful Marchia 💙💛

I hope you like it 😚

My dearest friend!

Again, I am suuuuuuuper late on this but BABE!!!!

I AM CRYING HAPPY TEARS OVER HERE

I know you sent this earlier and it wasn't a birthday gift, but honestly it made my day sooooo so much knowing that you took the time to make this and send it to me. The baby blue color AKLSJLASJLAJSLA 🥺🥺🥺🥺 adorable. And the fact that you put that sunflower makes my heart BURST with happiness because it's honestly the cutest thing ever

Thank you so much, my dear friend, for this wonderful gift! Sending all my hugs to you 🤍

[a-crepusculo]

Marchia 😍 (who’s the softest angel I’ve ever seen - she’s like a fairy but like a badass fairy 💜)

My dear friend!

I have my heart eyes on right now because she really is a stunner 😍😍😍😍😍 I'm always obsessed with this look on her. Simple yet beautiful, just like my girl Marchia.

Thank you for sending this to me, my dearest! I agree with you, she is the softest and sweetest angel ever for me 🥺

[a-crepusculo]

Pretty in White 😍

She is indeed a STUNNER.

@jamespotterthefirst also sent me this image prompt so so long ago but fret not, I have a silly little idea in my head that I wanna do soon. After all, seeing all of that exposed skin... My, my. Ethan must've ran straight home after that 😏

[a-crepusculo]

Hii 😍

I wanted to know what Marchis favorite color is?

Hi there, friend!

I’m so incredibly late with this (sorry! 🙈), but to answer your wonderful question… Marchia’s favorite colors are baby blue and sunflower yellow!

Though, she rarely wears her favorite colors lol. It’s mostly reflected whenever she buys stationeries, trinkets, or random cute things

Thank you for asking this question, my friend! 🤍

[a-crepusculo]

I’ve wanted to brighten up peoples day and to ask what’s your MC / OC favorite dish/snack?

Thanks 😍

Hiya there, babe!

Thank you so much for thinking of me and my babies 🤍 You are an absolute gem, my dear!

Marchia's favorite dish kind of varies, depending on her mood. But, her absolute favorite would be Japanese cuisines, especially sushi! You can never go wrong with it. Same with a bowl of ramen, though she's rather picky with it.

On the other hand, her favorite Indonesian dish is Nasi Kuning, made by her grandmother. She learned how to make one herself too, and introduced it to Ethan!

[a-crepusculo]

M finds her first grey hair, how does she react? What does Ethan say? Bonus, how does MC react when Ethan finds his first grey?

My dear Anon!

Lol as always, I am late. But, I love this question so much! 🤍 Thank you for thinking of me and sending me this, my friend.

I picture that when Marchia finds her first grey hair, she was in the bathroom all alone. Slightly stunned, she pulled that grey hair apart and then immediately ran to Ethan, who was sitting in the living room.

She sat down next to him, showed him that grey hair (that he could barely see lol it was only a strand of hair), and then giggled, "Now I'm as old as you, sayang!"

Like many others, she likes to tease Ethan about his age. 😂

Marchia was actually the one who finds Ethan's first grey hair. She was combing through his hair in their bed (one of her favorite activities), and then found a grey hair hidden under that lush brown forest. When showed to him, he didn't really thought much of it. But again, Marchia would tease him by saying "We should frame this. It proves that you were born during the dinosaur age."

Ethan laughed and showed her how 'dinosaur' he was lol the man's got stamina and he's not old by any means, ma'am

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What are Marchia's favorite self care products or cosmetics?

Hi there, Anon!

Eeeeekkkkk, this question is adorable! 😍

Marchia doesn't wear that much makeup, she aims for more of a no-makeup-makeup look as her everyday look. So, her only favorite cosmetics would be her go-to Nars Lipstick.

Self-care products, on the other hand, she has tons of them. She loves her facemasks from Innisfree, then there's bath bombs from Lush that she is obsessed with, and then her favorite white bath robe that she has worn 18291983232 times lol, and a L'Occitane Hand Cream!

She could go on and on and on, but I'm gonna stop her there lol

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Does Marchia have a girl crush?

Hi there, Anon!

Wonderful question you got there 👀

The short answer is yes, Marchia does have a girl crush from time to time. Most of them are a mixture of adoration and awe upon the person, yet it usually doesn't go beyond that. But, Marchia does have a lot of celebrity girl crush lol she's a mere mortal like us

Thank you for sending me this Q, anon!

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Stunning (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Premise: The dazzling couple spent their night at the Opera House.  Rating / Category: Mature / Semi-NSFW; Fluff Warning(s): Suggestive adult theme, strong language Word Count: 236 words Artist: @/artbyainna on Instagram

“You look stunning.”

A thrill ran up her spine. Marchia had heard him whisper those exact words a million times, yet somehow, her heart leaped into the sky—just like the first time he uttered them for her. His arms ardently came around the warmth of her waist, pining her tightly against the wall.

Precisely where he wanted her to be.

“Maybe it’s time for you to wear some glasses, sayang,” she teased, her fingers hooked on his grey tie, pulling him closer.

“Or maybe it’s time for me to rip off that dress.”

His head leaned down, pressing a hot trail of kisses up her neck, biting on her delicate skin softly. In mere seconds, he finally reached her jaws—uncontrollably consumed by the sensation of her exposed skin. Feeling utterly greedy, he turned to meet her lips, but was greeted with some resistance from her finger.

“Ah-ah-ah,” she playfully chastised. “Not so fast, Doctor Ramsey. The show’s about to start.”

He slightly lifted a brow, countering the young blonde with his own taunting smile. Dark, hooded eyes gazed right into hers, harboring a quiet yet passionate intensity. She knew exactly what he was planning—entirely too filthy to be declared to the public.

Ethan could not quite temper the grin that spread across his striking face as he murmured,  “Then we’ll continue our show when we get home.”

A/N: To celebrate my birthday tomorrow, I wanted to post this early b-day gift I got from my loveliest @jerzwriter​ 🤍 Elsa, my sweetest friend, thank you for this wonderful gift. I literally giggled and SCREAMED when I saw the finalized piece from Ainna. Wherever you are, please know I love you and I cherish you so so much! 😭🤍

I’ll be tagging in a separate post!

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An Introduction

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Tobias Carrick x ? (F!OC); Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Premise: A night at Donahue’s took an unexpected turn. Rating / Category: Teen / Slow Burn; A Side of Fluff Warning(s): None Word Count: 1004 words

A/N: Remember what I said on that taglist clean-up post? Yeah... Inspiration struck and I went with it. Suuuuuper-duper anxious of exploring this new dynamic, but I really do hope that y’all will enjoy this. 🤍

A cacophony of inharmonious laughter unfurled across Donahue’s tonight. The place was far more crowded than its typical Saturday night, mostly swarmed with regular patrons and other guests, binge drinking after their weekend shift. If Tobias thought that this was a good place to clear his head and get some peace, then Ethan must be right—he was not as bright as he claimed to be.

Maudlin surgical interns were singing their hearts out in front of the jukebox, screaming tunelessly to George Michael’s Careless Whisper, while the other half guffawed at the pitiful sight. Near the pool tables, residents from Edenbrook and Mass Kenmore were commencing their monthly billiards competition, which would somehow always end with them having a dance-off.

Tobias walked through the buzzing throng, the lively spirit thrumming inside his veins. As he settle down in his usual seat near the end of the bar, he came up with a plan to get through the evening. The scheme involves: getting a drink, chugging it in three gulps, getting another alcoholic drink, taking said drink(s) to Ethan and Marchia’s booth, and spending the rest of the night asking them to ‘get a room!’ because they are sickeningly too flirtatious at this point. 

Plain and simple, right?

With a little bit of luck, he raised his hand and caught Reggie, who had swiftly placed his usual scotch in front of him. Days like these made him thankful that he was not an intern anymore; trying to get drunk from sugary shots that would send him straight to the dentist.

“One virgin mojito, please.”

A honeyed, melodious voice parted her away from the rest of the raucous tune that filled the space. She brought the fresh spring air with her—that long awaited, delicate floral scent pouring over him after a long drought. Her elbows hit the sleek wooden surface as she leaned against it.

Driven by primitive instincts, light blue eyes turned its gaze to unveil the unknown figure. He immediately blurted out the only thing he could think of.

“Hey.”

Smooth, Carrick. Real smooth.

“Hi there,” she replied.

Voluminous, lush curls spilled over her caramel skin—greeting him along with her dazzling smile. Warm lights accentuated her red silk dress; the lustrous fabric desperately clutching on to her sculptural form. It was the kind of dress that would catch everyone’s attention and leave them breathless, including himself.

“You new here?”

The young brunette paused a beat to dissect his suspicious question—though it was more likely that she could not hear his inquiry under this god-awful music.

“Perhaps,” she returned, giving a nonchalant shrug. “Is it that obvious?”

The sudden air of mystery thrilled him.

“To the eyes of an observer, yes.”

“An observer, or a creep?”

“A diagnostician, to be exact,” he playfully corrected. His response earned him an intrigued smirk, beautifully painted across her radiant face. “Tobias Carrick, at your service.”

“Hrm,” she grunted vaguely, swinging her head back and forth in acknowledgement. “I’m guessing you work at Edenbrook, then?”

“Yeah, though I’m still relatively new there. Used to work at Mass Kenmore.”

Another beat of pause.

She sipped her drink thoughtfully, before continuing with, “So, I’m also guessing that you were the one that ruined MK’s diagnostics team national ranking, then?”

“Whoa, slow down there. I did not—”

“On top of that, you abandoned your team and jumped ship when you heard Leland Bloom was hiring,” she interjected, her voice thick with coldness. “Impressive leadership skills you got there, champ.”

This time, Tobias was struck senselessly.

There was something angry weighing in her words, an urgency that made her remarks sharp and displeased. Aqua blue orbs stared into her hazel ones, his mind in a haze as he hopelessly tried to figure out who she was, or why she somehow already knew him. His dazed look mirrored his emotions. 

Before he could say his piece, however, she turned to the bar and clutched her drink, ready to leave the poor man hanging.

“Have a good night, Doctor Carrick.”

Words escaped him once more. Standing still, frozen like an ice, he was left with the view of the mysterious woman fading into the crowd of dancing bodies. Burned by his own thoughts, Tobias snapped himself out of this mental obscurity and gulped the rest of his scotch. He let his feet quickly carry him towards Ethan, tucked inside his booth.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” the Chief of Medicine sneered, inspecting his colleague’s demeanor from head to toe.

He plopped himself down to the springy seat. “Actually, I met this girl, and—”

“Ah, your latest victim,” he deadpanned, shooting Tobias with a mischievous grin.

“Ha-ha, very funny, Ramsey. Now, where’s your girl?”

Ethan lifted a brow in question. “Why do you need Marchia?”

“I need her FBI slash detective skills to track her down.”

“Right. That’s not psychopathic at all.”

“Just...” he lowered his head in defeat, entirely too tired to argue with Ethan. “Tell me where she is, please.”

“Chia’s meeting an old friend and bringing her here. She’ll be here any sec— Oh! There she is.”

Ethan waved his hand from their booth, catching Marchia’s attention. She steadily made her way, separating the sea of rowdy horde with her tiny figure, and finally emerged victorious in front of their table.

“Hey, you two! Let me introduce my high-school buddy,” she turned to the direction of the dance floor, signaling her friend to come closer. “She just moved to Boston and got a job at MK as their Head of Diagnostics team!”

The sound of her heels, clicking against the marbled floor, was all to familiar in his ears. In a matter of seconds, the sharp noise stopped in front of them—his heart pounding, ready to burst out of his chest. With herculean strength, Tobias slowly lifted his head to meet his fate.

“Nyla Imani Hassan,” she offered her hand, the tiniest cocky grin on her face. “At your service.”

Additional A/N: Please note that I am currently doing a Taglist Clean-Up, so my taglist is still a little bit messy right now. You can refer to that post if you want to be added or removed!

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Photo of Us (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Premise: It’s Marchia versus Technology, and she’s not winning. Rating / Category: General / Fluff Warning(s): None Word Count: 712 words

Prompts: 42. “How have you survived this long by yourself?” and 78. “I can’t get enough of you.” from 150 random writing prompts

A/N: As always, back from the 💀 y’all lol. I miss my babies and their shenanigans, so I hope this little shitpost fic and edit could make your day a little bit brighter! Special thanks to the anon that sent in prompt 42 and prompt 78 🥰

Loud, insistent thumping noise coming from his home office stopped Ethan in his tracks. He was certain that he had locked the doors to prevent Jenner—currently spending the night at their humble abode—from wreaking havoc and destroying every single piece of paper in his workroom.

Yet, somehow, the grand mahogany entryway had a slight gap.

Carefully stepping closer to the room, his long arm reached out to push the heavy doorway—mostly expecting the view of his overly-energetic dog chewing through his important documents. To Ethan’s surprise, however, there was no Jenner in sight.

Instead, he found a small figure standing beside his work table, clearly unaware that someone else has entered the small space. Wrapped in her white silk pajamas, the young blonde was violently smacking his Epson printer like there was no tomorrow.

“Why,” she huffed, followed by another thwack sound that bounced on the walls. “Won’t you work?!”

“Most likely because you keep slapping at it, my love.”

Her petite shoulders jumped at the stern, yet loving tone of his voice. Turning around to look at him, Marchia donned her sweetest smile on to her extremely blushed face—half embarrassed and half befuddled as to why she did not ask his help in the first place. In hindsight, it really does seem like the young blonde was trying to smash and ruin his expensive valuables.

“Technology hates me,” she sighed, running an aggravated hand through her messy hair. “I’ve been trying for half an hour, but the thing won’t let me print!”

“Here,” Ethan smiled, eyes shifting to the little black machine alongside his laptop. “Let me help you.”

Rough, familiar hands tinkered on portable computer; trying to analyze the problem that had arisen. His sharp brunette brows pulled together, signature stoic expression placed atop his countenance—utterly determined to figure out what went wrong.

And, as expected by the young doctor, he found the missing puzzle piece soon enough.

Rotating his muscular figure to meet her, his cerulean eyes looked down at Marchia. For a fleeting moment, she thought Ethan was simply glaring at her for her absolute stupidity and absurdity—which is well deserved, really. Then, she realized that he was not glaring; he’s fighting a laugh.

“How have you survived this long by yourself?” he quipped, a hearty smile easily broke across face.

“Honestly, no idea,” she shrugged, biting her lower lip as she ruminate over his remarks. “It’s a miracle that I’ve come this far.”

“A miracle indeed,” he agreed, letting out a small chuckle.

Taking her soft hands in his, Ethan pulled her body closer, lowering down his head to pepper her with thousands of kisses. With each and every kiss, all the air rushed out of his lungs—leaving him dazed and breathless, in the best ways possible.

He could never get enough of moments like these, how small it may be, as long as he was together with Marchia.

After another sip of her lips, he continued with, “You want to know why the printer doesn’t work?”

“Enlighten me, please.”

“It’s simply because...” he quickly grabbed the thin line behind her. “This.”

Upon closer inspection, it looks like one of the greatest doctors of her generation had forgot to actually plug the cable to the machinery. If this silly occurrence were to happen to anyone, certainly Marchia would be the right candidate for it.

Smiling sheepishly, she replied, “Could you please plug it in, then?”

“Your wish is my command, sayang.”

Connecting the wire between those two devices, Ethan slowly guided her to print her things, all while avoiding to repeat the same mistakes. As the printer whirred—indicating that she was successful this time around—he realized that did not know what she printed in the first place. 

“Ta-da!” she squealed, presenting him with the glossy photo paper.

“I wanted to put this up on my desk,” she spoke confidently. “So I could show it to everyone that comes into my office.”

“Hrm,” he raised his brows, arms slipping to her waist, roguish smirk spread wide. “A little bit possessive, are we?”

“What can I say?” she returned with her own playful grin. “I can’t get enough of you.”

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Runny Nose (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart, Book 1 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Premise: She caught a cold at the most inconvenient time. Rating / Category: General / Fluff, Pining Warning(s): Discussion of light illness Word Count: 748 words

Prompt: 29. “Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”

A/N: I currently have a busy schedule, so please bear with me as I (slowly) try to complete all of the requests! As always, special thanks to the anon that sent in this prompt. I love me some pining between my two dorks lol

“Haaa-choo!”

A sudden, forceful burst of air rushed through her nose and mouth for what seemed to be the hundredth time today. The sharp sound reverberated through Edenbrook’s deserted intern lounge, bouncing of its wall, reminding Marchia once again that no one wanted to be in close vicinity with her.

And, no, it was not because they hate her—it was because she had turned into a literal walking Petri dish, collecting germs left and right.

Lush viridescent jungle within her eyes, usually twinkling with life, had been replaced by a dozy haze that threatened to knock her out at any moment. Her runny red snout itched with a burning, agonizing sensation. Thousands of heavy machinery wreaked havoc inside her head, hammering against her skull, thoroughly persistent in making her life a living hell.

Despite every horrible feeling that was coursing through her veins, attacking her immune system and causing her to feel even worse, Marchia had refused to acknowledge the hard truth: she was indeed sick.

She had always thought that there was no time to catch a cold or feel indisposed as an intern. Long hours at the hospital, studying for the intern exam, finishing mountains of paperwork—being sick was not, and never will be, in her agenda of being an intern. She would rather spend her valuable twenty four hours per day on something else, thank you very much.

Thus, her only option right now was to power through this slight inconvenience and continue working on her patient charts. A flimsy plan, really, but it seemed to be working quite pleasantly well—

“Haaa-chooo!”

Or not. 

Shoulders deflating, she reached inside her bag to grab another pack of tissues. Her tired soul had already traveled to her abode—vividly imagining that sweet, tempting bed that has been calling her the moment she left.

“Haaaa—” she inhaled, giving in to the tingling sensation. “Chooo!”

This time around, there was someone replying to her tiresome sneezes.

“Go home, Rookie.”

His soft, soothing voice—unlike the usual one he would normally use as Doctor Terminator—was not something that she could miss.

“I still have my charts to—”

“Go,” he reiterated, feet shuffling closer to where she sat. “Home.”

“Only a few more,” she retorted, unwilling to be defeated by this silly disease. “I can finish my charts, do a little bit of lab work, then I could go—”

“Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.”

His frank words landed with a heavy thud.

Ever since she moved to Boston, all alone, there was no one to look out for her—not that she personally asked anyone to do it anyway. She would offer her warmth and attention to her rather new, yet close friends here, but that does not mean that she would expect each and every one of them to return her kindness.

But somehow, being on the receiving end of Ethan’s unexpected tenderness, prompted an adorable blush that grew brighter on her cheeks with each passing second.

Without realizing it, he had stood right in front of her, holding a brown paper bag that was clutched tightly to his side.

“Here,” he offered the small bag, unknowingly putting his most heartfelt smile on display, only for her to see. “Your medicine, prescribed for three days. You’ll have the day off tomorrow, so please rest.”

She paused a beat to fully understand what was happening.

His hand met hers, warm and gentle, lingering longer than it should. They reveled in the small comfort of being able to touch one another, to feel their skin triumphantly unite. Their gaze locked, and for a fraction of a moment, her stomach was in knots and he was the only person that mattered in this whole world.

Blinking out of her daze, she replied, “Thank you.”

Ethan gave her a brief nod, schooling his features back to his default stoic expression as he turned around to walk out. How she wished that he could be the one taking her home instead, taking care of her, showering her with all the love she could get.

Yet he was only her attending, and she was only his intern. 

Suddenly, he paused mid-step.

“Doctor Bisognin,” he murmured, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. He looked genuinely concerned, as though he was afraid of something. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

Inside her torso, there was an explosion of traitorous butterflies.

“I will, Doctor Ramsey.”

Additional A/N: Again, I’m sorry that I have been suuuuper late in replying everyone’s reblog, asks, and messages, but I promise I will catch up and reply everything! Sending all my love to y’all, thank you for being patient with me 🤍

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