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toad-games · 1 year

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When The Dust Clears

It’s done. Blackwell has gone, her pack has won. Theo feels anything but victorious.

Please enjoy this extremely self indulgent epilogue where my MC, Theo, gets some well deserved TLC. Farro belongs to the amazing game Blood Moon by @/barbwritesstuff

Farro x Alpha!Mc (Theo) 3,000 words Rated: M (language and canon typical violence)

The den is still a hive of activity, even as the pack slowly trickles out in twos and threes. The cleanup crew is bustling around, the paramedics looking increasingly frustrated as their patients get up, brush themselves off, and walk away. Theo watches, bottom lip caught in her teeth as Marta, supported by Leo, slips out after Nik and Grace. She has one eye on her pack, the other on the people swarming around, sweeping up broken glass, gathering samples of blood from all surfaces. And there’s plenty of blood around. Even though the moon has set long ago, the presence of these strangers, their unfamiliar and harshly chemical scent, is sending the wolf in her into a frenzy.

hunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunthunt

She pushes the thoughts away.

Addie loads the kids and Minjo into a car. For once, the kids go quietly, not arguing over who gets what seat or asking for a certain song to play. Addie is murmuring something to Izzie, her eyes soft. Only once the car door is closed does Addie’s face fall, grief making the lines even deeper. Theo’s stomach twists but she doesn’t move from her spot in the middle of the room.The cleanup crew doesn’t say anything, they flow around her like a river. They sprinkle something that makes her nose itch over the gore on the floor, sweeping up the splintered wood that had been bashed in. The paramedics look like they want to protest, but they stay silent. The cops have already gone. She’s grateful for it, but also nervous. Someone else is clearly pulling some strings, and she wants to know who. But she can’t think about that right now. Right now, they need food, they need rest, they need to stay together.

Nearby, Marco and Vicky argue about the best way to bust Sergi from the pound. Ed is tapping away at his phone. Lee had disappeared, melted away when the cops arrived. Carrie hovers over Ed’s shoulder and Theo can feel her eyes on her. But she can’t look at her, not yet. She keeps looking at the wall that had originally separated the kitchen from the big open room of the warehouse. It’s still standing but there’s an enormous dent where someone, or maybe multiple someones, was thrown into it. The drywall is caved in and crumbling. She and Minjo had taken down all the pictures before the fight, packed them up into a box nestled with newspaper that’s now in Minjo’s room. But the drywall is still littered with holes from where they’d been. Theo stares at them until her vision swims.

“Theo,”

It all feels surreal. She keeps clenching and unclenching her fist. Flexing her fingers out wide then curling them in again until her nails bite into her palms. She already told Ed to order Pizza, didn’t she?

“Theo,”

Her nails are definitely nails, not claws. But something about that feels wrong. She rotates her wrist, the one Blackwell had broken. It pops and crackles in a way it didn’t before, but it doesn’t hurt, not really.

“Theodora,” she starts and looks around. Farro is standing next to her. He’s bare chested, but has found a pair of sweats that are somehow too big and also too short. She wants to laugh. Or maybe cry. She wants to sleep straight through to the next full moon.

“Nice pants,” she croaks. His lips twitch in the ghost of a smile. She looks away, staring back at the blank wall. There’s a spray of blood, arcing across it. If she’d seen it anywhere else she would have said it looked fake. Staged. The blood they can paint over, but the dent. She doesn’t know how to fix drywall, doesn’t know if they can afford to fix it. Roe left money, but she hadn’t counted how much. She wasn’t Alpha then. Fuck, did this place have a morgate? A lease? Whose name was it under, how was she going to-

“Theo,” he murmurs, and she feels his calloused fingers brush her cheek, cup her chin, turning her gaze away from the wall. His dark eyes are impossibly soft, and for a moment, all she can smell is him. Not death, not the acrid bite of silver still staining the air, not the even worse caustic stench of whatever the clean up crew is using. Just the warm, wolfish smell of earth baking in the sun, of sharp pine. Of home. Her bottom lip starts to tremble and she bites down on it, hard enough to draw blood.

SafesafesafesafesafeSafesafesafesafesafeSafesafesafesafesafeSafesafesafesafesafeSafesafe

She doesn’t know if he howls, or she does. If it's a question, or a promise, but suddenly his arms are around her, drawing her tight into his chest. Her knees almost give out, and she stifles back a sob as she clings to him, burying her face in his neck. It probably isn’t a good look, your Alpha sobbing in the arms of someone who isn’t even in their pack, but she can’t really bring herself to care. Everyone has gone by this point anyway, even Carrie.

“W-we should go,” she says, “I should go. The others, they’re waiting for me, I-”

“They can wait,” his voice rumbles beneath her cheek, soft and low, like distant thunder. She closes her eyes. She hopes he doesn’t feel the tears against his neck.

“I’m their Alpha,” she mumbles, “they need me.”

“Theo,” he draws back, just enough that he can look down into her face. His arms are still curled around her, his chest still pressed against hers. She has to crane back to meet his gaze.

“Your pack does need you,” he says softly, “but you can’t be there for them if you don’t take this moment for yourself.”

“But,”

He steps back, dropping his arms away and she feels the ache in her chest instantly at the distance, but he takes her hand in his, engulfing it in his own. He doesn’t say anything else, just leads her out of the main room, away from the carnage, away from the remainders of the clean up crew, away from everything.

The rest of the den is miraculously untouched. Almost eerily so. The only difference she can see is that the pantry door hangs a little loose off its hinges as they pass the kitchen. Farro leads her through the halls, stepping over a pile of blocks Izzie or JiAn left behind without a word.

She doesn’t protest as he opens the bathroom door, tugs her inside, and closes it behind them. She still doesn’t speak as he turns on the shower, lets it run as he turns back to her. The bathroom is small, and Farro fills all the available space. The air is already clouding with steam. He takes her hand again, holds it underneath the steady stream of water.

“How’s that,” he asks, “too hot?”

She shakes her head, and he smiles. God he’s beautiful. Achingly so, even with his own face caked in dust and blood. She wants to trace the line of his nose, the curve of his lips. He touches the hem of her shirt, and looks up at her, waiting. She raises her arms above her head.

The two of them barely fit in the shower stall together. She’s pretty sure they’re flooding the floor and she can’t move without bumping into him or the cold shower wall, but she doesn’t mind. They haven’t said a word since they got in. He’s been almost methodically scrubbing all the blood off, first himself, his movements brusque, almost utilitarian. She watched him do it. Now, his hands are gentle as they glide over her arms, across her shoulders, down her chest. She sucks in a quick breath as his palm brushes her breasts. His hands linger for a moment, but only long enough for him to duck down and press a soft kiss to the side of her neck, right on her pulse. She wants to make a joke, something about him being a neck guy, something about vampires, but her brain isn’t really functioning, not anymore. And she doesn’t want him to stop. She still feels guilty about teasing him before. She can still remember the way he’d looked at her, chin tucked almost against his chest, looking up at her through those impossible eyelashes, as he’d murmured, “Like the sun,”

She’d made a joke then, because she’d had to. Because her heart was pounding so fast she was certain he could hear it. Because she couldn’t believe he was real. She still was having trouble, even now, flush against him.

“Thank you,” she says. Her voice is so soft she thinks he might not have heard of the running of water,

“For what, sweetheart?”

There’s a familiar flutter in her stomach at the name, a swoop similar to missing a step on a familiar stair. Something about the tone, about the grate to his already low voice that prickles across her skin in a way that’s almost reminiscent of shifting. She’ll dissect those feelings later. Maybe.

“For this,” she says, though it comes out more like a sigh. Her eyes are closed and she almost moans as his fingers scratch at her scalp, “and for staying.”

“I would do it again,” he says, carefully turning her so her head is beneath the faucet, brushing her hair back and keeping his hand against her forehead to stop any suds from running into her face.

“Which one?” She asks, shivering slightly as the water sluices down her neck, following the curve of her back, “Shower me? Or fight an angry vampire hoard?”

“Both,” she can hear the smile in his voice, and she smiles too. She feels warm in a way that doesn’t have anything to do with the water. It’s something deeper, something humming behind her ribs. A warmth that unfurls in her stomach, languid and unhurried. She opens her eyes and he draws his hand back, trailing it down her neck, down her arm and then back again.

The water is slowly losing its warmth, but neither of them reach to turn it off. They’re pressed together, bodies already slick and warm and she’d be lying if she said it wasn’t doing anything to her. She can feel him, firm against her stomach, and that warmth in her stomach spreads, but neither of them move. His eyes sweep over her face, drinking her in. She doesn’t feel the same all encompassing sense of need and urgency she had last night. Something in his gentle gaze, in the way his fingers mimic the pattern of the water sliding down her skin, speaks to a quiet part of her. A measured part. There will be time for more later. Still, she raises herself up on her tiptoes and presses a soft, open kiss to his mouth.

They dry off in her room. It’s just as they’d left it the night before, blankets rumpled, pillows tossed to the floor. Her bra still lies twisted and tangled on the rug and her cheeks heat a bit at the sight. Their smell still lingers as well. The moon howls at the back of her mind. It had lulled for a moment in the shower, but it’s back and angry, and if it can’t have fighting, apparently fucking is the next best thing. But she doesn’t want that, not right now, not so close to the main room that stinks of disinfectant. Still a little like death. She’s made her pack wait long enough. As if on cue, the burner phone on her dresser buzzes. She’d taken it from Carrie, since her own phone she’d found smashed on the floor. Crushed under someone’s boot or paw.

Hey this is Marco we’ve got Sergi headed to Nik and Grace’s now

Is he alright?

oh he’s fine the only thing wounded is his ego I think

She smiles in spite of herself. Marco has a habit of causing that, even if he isn’t present, apparently.

Well, go easy on him. I’m still at the den, I’ll meet you there. Can you swing by and pick up the pizza too?

Sure thing Alpha

Her stomach twists. She puts the phone back on the dresser.

“Everything okay?”

She looks over her shoulder. Farro is standing next to her bed, dressed in some of his own clothes. Half dressed anyway. His shirt is halfway on, bunched up on his forearms. His hair is slicked back, making his already ridiculous cheekbones even more prominent. That familiar tug, almost an ache, in her chest is back.

“Yes, it’s just,” she pauses, wrapping her arms around herself. Her fingers brush the edge of the still puckered wound where the silver knife had been driven into her back as she’d leapt forward to help Vicky. A few inches higher or lower and she might not be here. It feels hard to believe that she is still here. “Can..can I still visit you, at your cabin?”

“Of course,” he says, surprise evident in both his face and tone, “of course you can visit me.”

“Nothing’s,” she rolls her lips together, looking down at the floor instead of at him, “nothing has changed, for you?”

“Of course not, has,” he pauses, and she dares a quick peek up. His face is carefully blank. “Has something changed for you?”

“No!” she says, “No, not at all, I just,” she shivers. She’s still in nothing but a faded towel, her hair dripping down her back, and the den feels suddenly freezing. “I mean,” she closes her eyes, “I mean yes, so many things have changed but, what I feel for you, what I want from you,”

She’s blushing. She can feel it. All the way from her ears to her chest. God this feels so stupid. The moon is an angry buzzing at the back of her head and she scowls, pressing her fist against her forehead. Her thoughts feel scattered and jagged, difficult to hold onto.

Farro is in front of her again, hands hovering just above her arms. For someone so big he's surprisingly stealthy. For a moment, the moon quiets, as his warm earthy scent washes over her, mingling with the sweet smell of the shower gel. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes. The hair on his chest is still damp and curling slightly, making it easier to see his two tattoos now, as well as the scar from the night they first met. She lays her hand over it. He places his hand over hers.

“Farro,” she rolls his name in her mouth, across her tongue, savoring the feel of it, “Farooq,”

His fingers tighten on hers.

“I’m Alpha now,” she says softly, keeping her eyes trained on their intertwined fingers, “I never planned on being Alpha, it was never something I wanted but now, now I have my pack and…and we’re a fucking mess,” she chokes out a laugh, “and I honestly want nothing more,” her throat feels tight, her voice a bit strangled. She doesn’t realize she’s crying until she feels a hot tear splash onto her chest, “I want nothing more than to go with you, to see your cabin, to see the cliffs you talked about, to…to see your garden, your fucking spinach,” now she’s laughing again. Tears and laughter bubbling out of her in equal measure, like a shaken soda can, “but I’m scared, Farro. I-I think I made a mistake, and maybe Elma, Terry, maybe they would still be here, if I hadn’t made a challenge, or if we’d run, the way Elma wanted,”

“If you had run, who is to say Blackwell wouldn’t have followed?”

His voice is steady, firm and some of the tension snaking around her lungs eases. She looks back up at him, swiping at her eyes with her free hand.

“I heard what you said to Minjo,” he continues, “if you had run, some would have stayed behind. Your pack would have splintered.”

He takes her chin gently in his hand, tilts her face up so she’s forced to meet his gaze. His eyes are impossibly dark, impossibly warm, the lines around them soft. She wants to kiss the corner of his eyes, just where the crows feet were starting to show.

“You won, Theo,” he murmurs, “and it wasn’t easy, but no one thought it would be. Your pack knew the risks, I knew the risks, and we chose to follow you, to the end.”

“I don’t,” she cleared her throat, dropped her gaze to the ground again, “I don’t know if I can be alpha, if I can keep this up,”

“So don’t,”

She jerks her chin up, eyes wide, “What?”

“If you don’t want to be alpha anymore,” he shrugs, “then you don’t have to be. But, for now,” he takes her hands, “let’s worry about tonight. Just tonight. The pack is safe, they’re fed, they’re warm. You’ve taken care of them,” he brushes a damp lock of hair away from her forehead, “we’ve taken care of you.”

“You’ve taken care of me,”

“And I’m happy to.”

She stares up at him, squeezing her upper arms until her nails bite into her skin. Her chest tightens. She can feel tears pricking at the corner of her eyes again. Fuck, she thinks, taking a shuddering breath, fuck fuck fuckity fuck

Theo? Theo? Theo? TheoTheoTheoTheoTheoTheo

The howl comes immediately, quickly followed by another:

Safe? Safe? SafeSafeSafesafesafesafeSafeSafesafesafesafeSafeSafesafe

She can almost feel the tension coursing from Vicky and she howls back,

Yes yes yes yes safe safe safe

Farro is frowning now, clearly confused. She hadn’t meant to howl her distress. Hadn’t meant for anyone else to register it, least of all Farro, but she feels…unsteady. The moon still hums at the back of her skull. Almost as loud as the day before. Theo sighs, reaching behind her for her phone. She types out a quick message to Vicky before she comes charging back to the den.

Everything’s fine, clean up crew is gone, on my way over now.

“I’m sorry,” she says, pressing her phone against her forehead as she closes her eyes, “we should go. Could,” she doesn’t know if she’s blushing again, or if maybe she just never stopped, “um, could you give me a second?”

Farro nods, “I’ll be right outside.”

There are buds on the trees. It’s the first thing she notices as she and Farro step out of the warehouse. She feels a little more settled, a little more like herself, back in her own clothes, no longer smelling of ash and blood. The sky is surprisingly clear, little wisps of white clouds arcing above them. The streets are deadly quiet. Her stomach clenches a bit. Farro takes her hand. She doesn’t let go when they get to Grace’s apartment.

Izzie is the first one to her when she knocks on the door, quickly followed by Vicky. Theo meets Vicky’s eyes, and some of the tension on Vicky’s forehead relaxes. She steps back to let them in.

“There you are,” says Izzie, bounding forward and taking Theo’s other hand, “I saved you some pizza.”

“Thanks Iz, did everyone else get some?”

“Yeah I think so,”

Theo smiles down at her, brushes some of her dark hair off her forehead. She doesn’t know how she can still be so… herself, despite everything, but she’s grateful for it.

The pack is scattered around the nondescript apartment. Addie is holding Alexsander on the faded couch, Sergi is on the other end, Nik and JiAn tucked into either side of him, sound asleep. Carrie is surprisingly standing next to the armchair Marco is sprawled in, but she looks markedly more relaxed once she catches Theo’s eye.

Everyone looks to her, and she can feel a few glances at her hand, still clutching Farro’s. She swallows hard.

Safe she howls, safesafesafesafesafesafesafe

They echo it back, all of their voices swelling around her, Farro’s joining in, and she feels tears well up in her eyes. She doesn’t try to hide them.

They have a lot to do. A lot to rebuild, and a lot to look out for. But, now looking at the weary faces of her pack, something dangerous stirs in her chest. Something suspiciously like hope. She doesn't push it away.

#blood moon if #blood moon game #blood moon farro #blood moon marco #blood moon vicky #blood moon

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moodmusicmonday · 2 years

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🎶 Playlist for 12/6 - Click here! 🎶

We are trying something new this week to see if this will fix the crazy tagging problem we've been having for a few months! Click on the link above to listen to this week's mix! And trust us... you want to check it out! It's so good! 🎵

Another lovely week of MMM! Special thanks to all of our writers for sharing with us their music inspo for their upcoming fics/recently released fics (Look for 📖--this means this fic has already been released and there is a link to click on!)! Remember to check these fics out, and while you're stopping by, be kind and leave a comment or a reblog!

Also, thank you to those who faithfully share and comment! We appreciate you SO. FRIGGIN'. MUCH!

See you in TWO weeks! Remember to tag us!

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@ao719

“Ready for Anything” - Landon Austin; Vancross, Chapter 10: We’re Ready For Anything (TRR AU, multiple crossover; Liam x f!OC)

“I’m Doing Fine” - Mike Waters; Breaking Point, Chapter 9: I Need Your Hand But I Don’t Want To Burn It; (TRR; Liam x MC)

“Forget Me” - Lewis Capaldi; The Pact, Part 6 (TRR; Liam x f!OC)

“Christmas List” - Anson Seabra; Everything I Want, Holiday 2-3 parter (TRR; Liam x f!OC)

@bebepac

“Silent Night” - the Temptations; School Dayz: Holiday Vibes (TRR AU; Liam x Riley)

@karahalloway

📖 “Thunderstruck” - AC/DC; Sleepless in New York, Chapter 8: Minutes To Midnights [TRR; Drake Walker x f!OC (Harper Gale)]

@queenrileyrose

📖 “No Ocean” - EXES, Jome; Irreplaceable, Chapter 24: I’d Cross the World for You (TRR/RoE; Leo x Riley; Driam)

Midnights Like This, Part 1: Tell Me That I’m Alright [(TRR; Leo x Riley; Liam x f!OC (Marena)]

- “Midnight Rain” - Taylor Swift, series inspo - “Hard Times” - Paramore, chapter inspo

📖 “You’re on Your Own, Kid” - Taylor Swift; Midnights Like This, Part 2: You’re On Your Own, Kid (TRR/RoE; Leo x OC; Liam x MC)

@txemrn

📖 “Wounded” - Maddie Wilson; Wounded, a Royal Roulette (TRR/TRH post-series; Liam x Riley)

“Awaken Love” - Lacey Sturm; Awaken Love; sequel to Wounded (TRR/TRH post series; Liam x Riley)

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Tags in the Comments: if you would like to be added/removed please let us know; if you have been overlooked, please be gracious and just let us know! We love you guys! Thank you for your support!

#mood music monday #moodmusicmonday #spotify #choices mmm #music inspo #fanfic inspo #fanfic music inspo #choices trr #choices roe

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bafflinghaze · 7 months

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腐烂俗人

作者：茶榷

Decayed Vulgarian by Tea Roe

University Professor x Beautiful Forensic Doctor Often gentle, occasionally assertive top x a dedicated career lover who is slightly insecure bottom. Shen Xun was arranged for another blind date. Before the date, Shen’s mother repeatedly advised him, ‘Don’t scare your date away by saying you’re a forensic doctor the moment you meet. First, tell them you’re a civil servant, someone within the system. Remember that.’ On the day of the blind date, a handsome man arrived. From his looks to his fashion, he perfectly met Shen Xun’s aesthetic standards. So Shen Xun went blank and said, ‘I’m a forensic doctor within the system.’ … Oops, he messed up. But unexpectedly, the handsome man smiled and said, ‘Actually, I’m a university professor of law. In our professions, we both have the word “law” in common.’ Shen Xun felt like he and Meng Yuan Cen were from two different worlds. Meng Yuan Cen was clean, had a respectable job, didn’t need to deal with corpses that were bloody, decaying, and smelly every day, and didn’t have a partner on standby 24/7 during his time off. However, Meng Yuan Cen believed that he and Shen Xun saw two sides of the same world. It was only after they got together that they discovered the whole world. Age gap, love at first sight, heartwarming daily life, and the bottom may be a clueless beauty, especially in emotional matters.

Raws: https://www.gongzicp.com/novel-1031971.html

Translation: https://www.novelupdates.com/series/decayed-vulgarian/

Shou MC: Shen Xun | Gong ML: Meng Yuan Cen

Setting: Modern Day China

The MC Shen Xun works in forensics, and I sure do like novels that touch on different careers like this. Shen Xun is a real professional at his job, quite contrasting with how he is inexperienced in other matters. The way he falls in love with the ML Meng Yuan Cen is very cute, and his best friend is such a laugh at times.

I found this story cute, a bit angsty, also fluffy and sweet. I recommend that you check it out!

#danmei #fic recs

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approxtwelveangrybees · 1 year

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Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

Thank you for the tag @lonelyheartsmotel ily. I’m including some original stuff to reach the ten wip mark.

1. Something held him down. (To Find Myself Upon Your Shore, Jamie & Ted)

2. My dearest: I know this letter will not find you well. (Original Characters)

3. The Threshold was cold. (Wish Fanfic for @ibrithir-was-here‘s endless heirs au, Wish & Daniel)

4. Dream can speak to ravens, but it was still a surprise when one spoke to him. In the Waking World, he tends to avoid talking to anything, and, as if picking up on that, most anything tends not to talk to him. (Role reversal au inspired by Mare Adamantis’ fics, Corintheus)

5. After the gunshot that took Jessamy, Dream’s ears didn’t stop ringing. He didn’t know if it’s a matter of didn’t or couldn’t or wouldn’t, he who was usually so precise with his words, having every mind capable of forming them to draw from. (Sequel to I Can Still Feel You Hold My Hand, Little Man, Dream & Death)

6. He’d been overconfident. (You Just Burn, Dreamingstar)

7. “I am Death.” They smile, saccharine sweetness dripping off their bared teeth. “No, sweet thing, you’re not.” (Untitled Dreamingstar AU that I will discuss more if asked!)

8. “I mean, you could work up to it. Took the team some time, yeah, but they let me back in. Apologizing to Ted probably isn’t a bad place to start.” (This won’t be the opening line by the time I’m done, not even of the scene, but it’s what I have now for Would Know Him Blind, a Nate x Jamie fic)

9. “The Eli I know died escaping a tyrant obsessed with our magic. You serve one. Can you blame me for being confused?” (Mage Reborn Fic, Eli & MC)

10. It’s been good. It took about two weeks for everyone’s injuries to heal, mostly thanks to the full moon. Everyone who came out of your pack’s confrontation with Blackwell, at least. Physically. (Blood Moon epilogue fic, Roe x MC)

I tagggggg @cavehags @jametartt @goldieknocks and @ibrithir-was-here

#strawberry seeds #the sandman fic #ted lasso fic #jamie tartt #dream of the endless #lucifer morningstar #corintheus #dreamingstar #endless heirs au #a mage reborn #blood moon #the sandman #ted lasso #fanfic

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aprilchallenge · 1 year

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Fics of the week

Open Heart

Characters involved: Cassie Valentine (F!MC), Sienna Trinh

Day One (1/?) 🌸 @liaromancewriter

Characters involved: Cassie Valentine (F!MC), Sienna Trinh

Day One (2/?) 🌺 @liaromancewriter

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee) feat. Tobias Carrick

A Different Fate...Part 2 - Ethan's POV 💐 @jerzwriter

Characters involved: Open Heart // f!MC (Celia Moore), Sienna Trinh

Midnight Talks 🌼 @trappedinfanfiction

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine)

Beautiful Stranger 🌹 @liaromancewriter

TRR

Pairing: None. Kid!Liam with the head chefs of the palace, really (OCs, though Anais has been mentioned in canon)

B(re)aking Bread 🌼 @lizzybeth1986

Pairing: Queen Eleanor & Prince Leo + Liam (mother-sons/siblings), Leo x Damien (mentioned in RoE) (romantic), Liam & Jason (OC) (platonic).

Eleanor's Kitchen - Chapter 4: Garídes Saganáki 🪷 @lizzybeth1986

Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!OC Sophia (Sophie)

Marabelle 🌻 @tessa-liam

-4- The Beaumont Bash

- Mature -

Pairing: Liam x Savannah

Estranged 🥀 @twinkleallnight

Artwork & Edits

Open Heart

Characters involved: Sienna Trinh and Victoria Clarke

In the woods 🌺 @potionsprefect

Pairing: Tobias Carrick x F!MC (Casey)

Bubble T 🌼 @jerzwriter

Artwork 🖼️ + fic

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x Olivia Hadley (F!OC)

Flipping Love 🌹 @storyofmychoices

Wake the Dead

Artwork 🖼️

Pairing: Eli Sipes x F!MC (Zoe Rivera)

A Capy Ending, indeed 🌷 @jerzwriter

#fics of the week #choices april monthly challenge #open heart #trr #wake the dead

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cadybear420 · 7 months

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which choices scene lives in your head rent-free?

Literally every scene with Aiden lmao. But here are some particular favorite Aiden scenes:

At Brian's party where MC can show Aiden "some sexy moves". A bit of an awkward scene I have mixed feelings about but I headcanon Aiden eventually tries to learn some of those kinds of moves to impress MC. And when he actually shows them off to MC it just stops them in their tracks lol.

The scene where you can listen to Aiden play piano. That was the "no going pack, point of no return" moment for me, where I knew he was the LI I wanted to pursue in HSS.

When Aiden shows up to MC's door to ask them to homecoming with a violin tune he composed solely for that purpose.

And then when he has the audacity during the carriage ride scene at the carnival to go "I wish I could plan stuff for you" as if he didn't just compose a whole ass song just to ask MC to homecoming with.

When Isa tries to make Frank escort Aiden from the basketball game and you can have your MC stand between them to "defend Aiden's honor".

When you explore the basement with Aiden and you find out Isa wants to expel your MC and Aiden gets all like "I'll do everything in my power to make sure you're not expelled."

When MC and Aiden become official and Aiden straight up cheers and jumps in the air when MC says yes.

When they dance together to a Singin in the Rain song at the Golden Griddle

The scene where they walk along the beach at Caleb's party

Aiden's entire promposal CG

Their post-promposal cliffside picnic scene

MC and Aiden confessing their love for each other at prom

Many of the moments in their scene on the balcony, but especially when you can choose to shout the Circle of Life song to make an echo and how that eventually leads to MC liFTING UP AIDEN !!!!!

And as for non-Aiden scenes...

Kamilah saying "I'm her queen, and she's mine" in the climactic scene of BB book 2

Getting to spin Tyler in MAH in the scene where he and MC dance on the football field

Getting to defend Tyler from asshole jocks in a MAH premium scene

ROE Newlyweds where you have options to choose how MC and LI go into their new house together. Either having them walk in at the same time, having LI carry MC in, or having MC carry LI in. Obviously I chose the 3rd one and it did not disappoint. For the record I think all romance scenes in Choices should follow this kind of formula whenever possible.

[NSFW warning] TNA 3 was a trainwreck, but the smut scene in Ch1 gives you an option to play with Sam's ass and they describe MC slipping a finger between his cheeks. It was a very small scene, but I'm pretty sure this is the first time in PB history that a female character was allowed to get into her man's bootyhole and I was very here for it.

In a premium scene with Tom in Ch1 of ILB, you can choose to say this lil flirty compliment to him and he just jumps and scatters stuff on the boat everywhere.

All the moments in the Imtura/m!MC route where it's just so shamelessly r/RoleReversal. Like when she picks MC up, or lifts him and spins him around when they dance, when he wraps his legs around her waist, the numerous times they draw attention to Imtura's flexing biceps, etc.

Estela going "Do. Not. Touch. My. Husband!". I haven't played her route yet but this moment's mere existence is why I need to do an Estela x m!MC route immediately.

ES Book 3 Ch8/9? when they're in some cave/dungeon thing, Craig sees Zahra's decoy skeleton with the streak of maroon hair, and just screams and breaks down. Those two were easily my favorite relationship in that series and this scene cements it.

Drake's swimsuit CG in TRR 1. One of the few rare times where a male character wears an actually flattering swimsuit lol.

The premium scene in TRR 1 Ch1 where you can take Liam on a boat ride to see the Statue of Liberty. Fun fact, TRR 1 was the first Choices book I ever started, right when I first downloaded the app. Once he started talking about how much he appreciated my MC for that boat ride he won my heart almost instantly.

HSS:CA Book 2 ending where Ajay calls my MC "janu".

Val Greaves referring to empress Azura as "She Who Craps Lightning".

That one CG of the stripper running in BP.

Man I'm sure there's more lol.

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CFWC F/AotW - Apr 14 - 20, 2024

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA

BLADES OF LIGHT & SHADOW

A Discovery ✒️| Mal Volari x F!elf!MC - @thosehallowedhalls

A Stagger in the Woods ✒️| Mal Volar x F!human!MC - @thosehallowedhalls for @storyofmychoices

Safe ✒️| Mal Volari x F!human!MC - @storyofmychoices

BLOODBOUND

Lily Spencer Fanart 🎨by @bayleedraws-sometimesx

CRIMES OF PASSION

Move In Day ✒️| m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls

My Brother's Keeper ✒️Ⓜ️| Vasili Thorne, Sebastyan Thorne - @gaiuskamilah

"One Word From You and I Would" | m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads

Second Languages Part 2 ✒️| m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads

Spring's Eternal ✒️| m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @jerzwriter for @moominofthevalley

Trystan Thorne Fanart 🎨 by @/ohheyitsjulia (IG) C: @corynnellis)

Trystan Thorne x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @weetlebeetle (C: @peonierose for @jerzwriter)

THE CURSED HEART

Cursed Heart Fanart🎨| Thistle Bat by @bri1234

THE FRESHMAN SERIES

TFS MC 🎨 by @/ohheyitsjulia (OH) (C: @choiceswithmika)

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Gabe Adalhard & Cas Harlow Fanart 🎨 by @gaiuskamilah

Maybe Someday ✒️🏳️‍🌈 | Gabriela Adalhard x Cassie Harlow - @livelaughlovecassie

IT LIVES ANTHOLOGY

Harper x Tom Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @lilyoffandoms for @cadybear420

Noah Marshall Fanart 🎨by @payroo

Two Birds on a Wire ✒️| Lincoln McQuoid (Aquino) x MC - @saibug1022

The Way to Rome ✒️ by @noesapphic

LAWS OF ATTRACTION

Not My Birthday ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Various Characters - @aces-and-angels

NIGHTBOUND

Bound by Fate (Series) ✒️| Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian Chapter 4: Lovers & Strangers

OPEN HEART

Complete Open Heart List - Week ending April 20, 2024

QUEEN B

Zoey Wade Fanart🎨by @artbyalz

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Forevermore (Series) ✒️ | King Marquise (Liam) x F!MC - @khoicesbyk Chapter 5: Joy of Winter

CROSSOVERS

TFS / TRR

The Royal Romance Crew's Point of View Chapter 2 ✒️ by @choiceswithmika

TRR / Platinum / OH / CoP / TNA

Isle of Misfits (Round Robin)✒️ | Multiple Stories | Liam Rys, Leo Rys - @twinkleallnight Chapter 10: Dealing With the Paparazzi

TRR / ROE

Marabelle (Series) ✒️ | Liam Rys x F!OC - @tessa-liam Chapter 11: The Game of Kings 2

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openheartfanfics · 2 years

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Newly Added Fics

June 25 - July 1, 2022

BRYCE X F!MC / F!OC

Bowling and Boogie - @peonierose ☁

Luna and Bryce spend some time alone going on a bowling date. Things turn a bit competitive. [Date]

ETHAN X F!MC

102 Days of Smiles - @genevievemd 📚 📷

[extended: wip] One post a day, for 102 days, with something that made our new bride smile.

As It Was - @jamespotterthefirst 📚

[mini: wip] All the times Ethan meets her exes throughout the years. [Ex Came Back]

Ch 3: The Lawyer

Breakfast in Bed - @peonyblossom 📷 ☁

Sadie has breakfast in bed.

Come Back...Be Here - @peonyblossom 📱

Ethan is away at a conference and Sadie misses him.

Cheap Thrills - @liaromancewriter ☁

An ordinary evening turns extraordinary with a special invitation. [Date]

Dirty Talk - @jamespotterthefirst ♥

Their workout session takes a steamy turn. [Getting Kinky; Talking Dirty]

Disunited states of Gilead - @coffeeheartaddict2 🎭 Ⓜ

Casey and Ethan’s reaction to the overturning of Roe v Wade both in a personal and professional context. TW: Deals with SCOTUS abortion access issue

Dr. Whodunnit: Crimes of Passion/Open Heart Crossover - @inlocusmads 📚 🛸

[extended: wip] A killer on the loose. A medical conspiracy. Nora and Trystan must combine their strengths with two doctors from Boston to unveil the ugly deals behind it all.

Ch 3: Rose, The Doctor And Discombobulation

Drained - @lsvdw-blog 🎭

Serena is having the day from hell and seeks comfort in Ethan, but perhaps she shouldn't have. [Fight]

Family Feud - @utterlyinevitable ☁

Caroline’s hiding from her father. [Domestic; Family]

Hiraeth - @gryffindordaughterofathena 🎭

An alternate turn of events during the maitotoxin attack seen through four different eyes. TW: Character Death Feat. Sienna Trinh, Rafael Aveiro [2.11; Illness; Confession]

Let’s Talk About Sex - @jerzwriter ☁ Ⓜ

When Casey came across this blank bingo card on a friend's social media post, she knew what they were going to do.

Little Rams - @potionsprefect 📷 ☁

The love for a toy never ages. [Domestic; Family]

Long Story Short - @genevievemd 📚

[mini: wip] The four times Ethan met Genevieve’s exes. (In chronological order). [Ex Came Back]

Ch 3: Should’ve Said No

Precious Time - @a-crepusculo ♥

In a room full of people, Ethan could only focus on one person. [Racy Thoughts]

Remember When - @openheart12 ☁

Ethan and Casey look back at their life. [Domestic; Family]

Seeing Red - @liaromancewriter 🦚

When Ethan receives a letter from Louise, he and Cassie have it out once and for all. [Fight]

Something Yellow - @parisa-kh ☁

Ethan is wearing an unusual accessory

The Suspicious Colleague - @potionsprefect 🦚

Someone suspects something.

ETHAN X TOBIAS

Broken Bones (Part 1) - @ofmischiefandmedicine 🎭

After being caught up in a moment of nostalgia, Ethan is quickly reminded that not all broken things can be fixed.

TOBIAS X F!MC

50 Days of Love - @openheartfanfiction 📚 📷

[extended: wip] Just 50 Days of Adelaide showing love to many different things.

Friends - @jerzwriter 📚 🛸 Ⓜ

[mini: wip] Tobias Carrick and Casey are the best of friends. They always knew better than to let that get “messy” by fooling around with each other, until that night….

Part 3: Let’s Make a Deal

You’re On - @jerzwriter ☁

Tobias needs his good friend Casey to help him pull off a fib, but is she willing to help? And, at what cost?

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spring break: day 06; fruit

September 2005, The Malinda Manor

Verna was sitting in the back garden of her house, the day’s paperwork spread out in front of her like a flock of seagulls demanding food. She wasn’t making as much progress with the legislation regarding wrongful imprisonment as she had hoped but then again, the Ministry had always been slow to budge. She had come to work outside, as it was still warm and the rays of the afternoon sun filtered through her beloved apple trees, landing on Merula and Rowan who were busy picking the fruits into baskets and buckets and whatever else they had found in the cellar. Merula had forgone her wand begrudgingly after Roe threw a fit about how unfair it was that he wasn’t allowed to use magic yet, and he’d have to do everything by hand. Without the help of magic, the job would take far longer but looking at the two of them, laughing and bickering among the trees, Verna didn’t think they minded it all that much. And she had promised to help, too, once she had finished with the day’s work. Dipping her quill in ink, she started back up again.

When she finally finished, some 45 minutes later, and made her way into the orchard, Roe was tiptoeing on a wooden ladder, trying to grab the apples on the higher branches.

“That is an accident waiting to happen,” she said to Merula, pointing to their son teetering amongst the branches. She preferred to use sign language, but often, like now, also spoke the words aloud out of habit. It had been seven years since the Battle of Hogwarts, but she had lived 26 years of her life hearing. Out of the three of them, Verna had been practicing sign language the longest, but Roe had picked it fast, having grown up with it. Merula struggled the most but had made a lot of progress.

“He insisted,” she said now, and shook her head, defeated. “I’ve been waiting down here to catch him if he falls.”

“I can’t believe you ended up being the lenient mum.”

“Hey that’s---", started Merula but then looked up towards Roe. Verna followed her gaze and saw him clambering down from the ladder excitedly, clutching something in his hand. When he got down, he turned to them, holding out his hand where he held a perfectly round, golden apple. Verna had hoped there would be one this year. Her father had enchanted the tree long ago to produce golden apples for her and Jacob to find, like a treasure hunt. The apples only had the appearance of gold and were otherwise perfectly normal. They had been growing very rare lately. In fact, there hadn’t been a single golden apple in four years and Verna hadn’t yet figured out how to reproduce her father’s spell.

“You found the treasure!” she exclaimed. “Your grandfather used to say it brings luck to whoever finds it.”

Roe beamed. “It’s pretty! Can I keep it?”

Verna nodded, and Roe put the golden apple amongst the others in his basket.

“Ma, will you help us now?” he then asked. “You’re much taller so we could really use your help.”

Verna laughed, while Merula looked perfectly offended, like always when her height was brought up. “Should’ve allowed me to bring my wand, then…” she complained. Roe stuck out his tongue at her.

“Yes, I’ll help you,” Verna laughed.

“No magic allowed,” Roe added resolutely.

Verna raised up her hands to show she didn’t have her wand with her. “Let’s get to it and maybe we can bake a delicious apple pie after we’re done.”

Roe sprung into action immediately. He was very easy bribe with baked goods. He went up the ladder again like a little spider and Verna called after him to be careful. Then she turned to face her wife.

“Did you have something to do with the golden apple?” she asked.

Merula looked found out. “I… may have figured out your dad’s spell.”

Verna’s smile widened. “You’re brilliant, you know that?”

“Yeah, I’ve been told.”

fin.

author’s notes: roe is 8 so verna and merula use he/him pronouns for them, as she hasn’t really vocalized her wishes on the matter/nor probably thought about it much himself yet

also; all three of them use sign language in the dialogue, as well as spoken english.

event by @kc-and-co

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The Scorn & Betrayal of Brothers

Summary: What if Liam didn’t accept his rise in station with grace? What if he let his brother’s betrayal take the reins and guide his decision on how to handle the abdicated prince?

Pairing: Leo x Katie

Word Count: 1298

Warnings: Poorly written physical violence (like two punches and a shove)

A/N: The bold sentences are dialogue from The Crown where King Edward VIII is confronted by future King George VI about his abdication. (season 1 episode 10).

“I hereby abdicate the throne.”

Leo’s words weigh down the surrounding atmosphere, enacting a variety of emotions: fear, anxiety, and even relief. It’s no secret that Liam is viewed as the better option for king, many going as far as to saying that it was a total waste that he was born the spare. Being within the line of succession is a burden no one outside of it could understand, no one outside of it could fathom what those expectations did to someone, and unlike his brother, Liam has been able to fulfill his duty.

Liam, although he hated the term, lived up to the expectations of the spare, the second born, embracing all the jobs and tasks that came with it. There’s a whispered rumor at court that many spares covet the heir’s position, that the desire to rule drives many royals to commit regicide to ascend to the throne, but Liam has never wanted his brother’s role. The loud clinking of silverware being slammed down brings Liam back to the present, a cold chill running down his spine as he begins to feel uneasy, the uncertainty of his position leaves him feeling unbalanced.

“Because I love her!” The declaration snaps Liam’s attention up to his brother, Leo’s pushed himself up from his seat, slamming his hands on the table, his face red with anger or maybe adrenaline, probably a mixture of both.

In all his life, Liam has never seen his brother so passionate about anything, Leo has spent most of his life just breezing through the things he couldn’t completely run away from. A split-second passed where Liam wonders what kind of king Leo could be if he had that kind of passion for his role of Crown Prince. Their father quickly motions for the servants to clean up the table, announcing that the dinner is over, glaring at his eldest son before the two head off to Constantine’s office.

Liam is the last to leave the dining room, not really sure where to go, surely his father would need him, but the uneasy feeling is pooling in his legs, making them heavy and harder to walk. The palace suddenly feels a lot bigger than it has before, even bigger than when he was a small child. The staircase seems to have an endless number of stairs, the halls seem large enough to swallow him whole and the portraits, the portraits seem taller and the eyes of those who ruled before suddenly seem to hold more expectations, their glares now weighing him down with a more overwhelming and suffocating burden that they previously didn’t.

** The last couple of weeks have been intense, but also a blur for Liam, everything he had planned to do suddenly uprooted and that extended to both professional and personal duties. Projects he’s worked on for years instantly taken away, the only reason he’s given is that they are now beneath his station. His days now filled with rapid-fire courses on ‘how to take the throne when your selfish brother abdicates for love’, they include all the things that the spare-in-training courses didn’t teach him. Part of Liam feels like he should’ve seen this coming, after all he’s the only one who truly seemed surprised, but the other part of Liam just wants an aspirin and a nap.

Nothing Constantine said could get through to Leo, get his eldest to change his mind, in fact it seems that every royal objection simply makes the mess that much bigger. Where Liam’s days are filled with learning the ropes, trying to get him caught up to at least the bare minimum he needs before his coronation, Leo spends his time giving the press news for yet another headline. Royal scandal always sells, pictures of Leo and the American Katie litter the newspaper stands and just made a bigger headache for their press secretary.

Liam takes a deep breath before he’s ushered into his brother’s study, a bit surprised to see her since Leo was asked to remain somewhat professional in his last days, clearly, he couldn’t manage to even do that. Katie looks embarrassed, her eyes widening as she tightly wraps her sweater around her, leaving the brothers alone.

“Is she really worth it?” Liam wrings his hands together, trying to calm himself down, he wants to support his brother, but he can’t help feeling betrayed.

“I love her with all my heart.”

“Of course,” he looks up at Leo, meeting his eyes for the first time in weeks, trying to search for a bit of remorse, “but more than your own…country? More than your own brother?”

“Yes.” Leo’s tone is flat, there’s no hesitation in his words, no regret in his eyes.

Of all the Rys men, Liam’s known for being the most composed, most stoic, the one able to refrain from letting personal feelings get in the way of his royal duties, but in this moment, he’s pissed. Furious that his brother takes his duty, his responsibility to the crown like it’s an annoyance, essentially treating their country, their people like nothing more than a fly insistently buzzing in his ear.

He clenches his hands into fists, digging his nails into the upper part of his palm. “If you stand down, I shall want you and that woman gone for good.”

“Pay me to, brother...“ Leo smirks at his brother, tilting the glass in his hand towards Liam, “and I'll be gone forever.”

Liam lets out a breath, the desire to lunge at his brother, to knock him off this pedestal he seems to hold himself on is strong, but instead he storms out of the study, brushing by his advisor, holding his hand up dismissively when they try to tell him about a meeting. The space between brothers was getting bigger, but it wasn’t helping his anger, instead each step just reminded him of how angry he was.

How dare he? How dare he think that he can abandon his country, throw his responsibility onto me and make out like a bandit.

Then he stops, stops walking, stops thinking before turning around, storming right back into the office Leo’s in, fuming at the smug expression on Leo’s face.

“Come to negotiate payment?”

“Something like that.” Liam lets go of all his logic and reason, slamming his fist into the side of Leo’s face, shaking it briefly before punching his brother again.

Leo staggers backwards, Liam not giving him time to compose himself before he shoves his oldest brother to the ground, straddling his torso before he starts hitting both first against his chest, not hard, but enough for the abdicating prince to feel each hit.

Tears fall down Liam’s face that’s now red from anger and probably his elevated blood pressure, repeatedly asking, “what did I ever do to you?” Trying to pour out all of his irritation, all of the betrayal he felt each time his fists pound into his brother’s chest, with every tear that slips down his cheeks.

The guards finally pull the two brothers apart, Katie rushing over to Leo, wailing about the soon to be bruise on his cheek, but all Liam can hear is the beating of his heart in his ears. Liam pushes himself off the ground, wiping off the back of his pants, feeling calm for the first time in weeks. Liam turns to leave the study for a second time, this time for good before he glances over at his brother, who's still sitting on the floor, stunned and disheveled as Katie fusses over him.

“You have 48 hours to vacate Cordonia.”

“Liam…”

Liam puts on his best diplomatic smile, something a bit sinister behind it, “if I see you after the allotted time, I’ll have you arrested for treason.”

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