#rose aquino

[megustacat]

Wow, I think I peaked. I'm currently on vacation in Portugal and I am sitting at the hotel bar, already at my second glass of Rosé, and write the sequel to the Roy fanfiction.

As you can see it's in German though, since I pre-write it in German and then translate it, so the sneak peak is only for German speakers haha >:D

Finally my motivation and ideas for writing are back :")

[theonlinemuse]

Some of the actresses of colour suggested for Margot Mills based on 6DOSW’s episode of The Menu. Margot’s role as the final girl would gain additional nuance to her characterization and her interactions with Slowik and the other diners if she had been portrayed by a woman of colour, especially considering the film’s themes of worker exploitation and class division.

Indya Moore

Samantha Pauly

Stephanie Hsu

Tati Gabrielle

Amber Midthunder

Zión Moreno

Ivory Aquino

May Calamawy

Havana Rose Liu

Ritu Arya

Madeleine Madden

Alexandra Grey

[maryflorlovyblog]

"Everything I do in life has to have intensity... Everything! The reason? -My soul! -I like the Rose Tree, its thorns make me cautious... This way I can kiss its roses with intense delicacy..."🌹

-Valdir Aquino Lubas

[ultralightpoe]

Vigilante Shit - Bucky Barnes

Authors Note: Never liked this one which is why it stayed in the drafts fr so long, it just always seemed empty. It's definitely missing something.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Word Count:9,131

Warnings: Cuss words, reader was once apart of the red room

Apart of my MIDNIGHTS EVENT.

Main Masterlist

Enjoy!

Draw the cat eye, sharp enough to kill a man

You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them

Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie

They say looks can kill and I might try

I don't dress for women

I don't dress for men

Lately I've been dressing for revenge

-

It’s the pity on her face that makes you want to claw her eyes out, or maybe the happy family photo sitting on her desk staring and taunting you with their stupid smiling faces. Each of her children smiled like nothing was wrong in the world, like they didn’t have to worry about earning their way or surviving the day.

Dr. Aquinos children would never know pain.  

But that was a given, they weren’t bought and sold off. They weren’t tortured and abused for years only to be torn out when Natasha fucking Romanoff decides to free everyone from that chain and force them into the real world. 

Did it make you pathetic to say you missed it? 

In the red room you had a cot, a meal at least once a day and training. Out here you were no one. No trace of you existed. No ids, or photos, no friends or family. You were nothing. 

Even ghosts had more than you at this point. 

“You know it’s common to feel this way about it? That longing to have it back? It’s the pain and the change, you feel like you have nothing right now but I can assure you that’s not true.” 

You say nothing. 

“Have you given any thought to our last session?” The therapist asks, voice saccharine amount of sweet that tells you she knows your looking for a fight today and she won’t be giving into it. You hated that she knew you would try that, you hated these sessions all together. 

“Yes.” Lie. And judging by the quirk in her smile she knows it too. 

“I think it’s extremely important for you in this next step, to get rid of the suit. What was it they called you?” You don’t reply for a minute, your own little form of rebellion, but she doesn’t let you get away with it for long. “The…. Cobra?” 

“The. Viper.” You bite out, grinding your teeth together and fisting your hands at your side. “The Red Viper to be exact.” 

“Can you explain to me why it is you got that name? I mean your other counter parts all follow a …..widow theme….. but you don’t?” 

“It just….. happened that way.” You lie. “How much longer do we have?” 

Why did she not have a clock?

“Ah. So the story has something to do with Bucky Barnes.” She smiles and you fight back the sneer. 

“Nope.” 

“You always ask for the time when memories of him are brought up.” 

Not. True. You don’t bother arguing because that might prove her point. 

“Can you recall what he looked like?” 

A flash of ice blue crosses your mind, his eyes. Followed by roses and ballet slippers. A small opening to freedom right there in your grasp, his smiling face….. replaced by that of betrayal, the pain and torture you suffered for weeks after because he-

“No.” You lie. “I only knew him as the winter soldier.”

“Have you tried reaching out?” 

“No. And I never will.” Not until you were able to kill him, get your revenge. 

Your therapist didn’t know about your revenge list though,she would have you imprisoned for it. The list of names of every mastermind and agent that did you wrong, and at the very end of the list was the one person you actually managed to trick you, the one person you gave everything you had left to. 

Bucky Barnes would be the last person you killed in this life, and you would make sure to enjoy every second of it.  

-

It’s not everyday they pull you from your training program and load you into a transportation vehicle, and you don’t know whether to be scared or excited by the change in routine. 

You decide on excitement, because a widow is never. Ever. Scared. 

The keepers transporting you all avoid eye contact and you bite back the smirk, knowing that you installed that fear when you bit the thumb off the last guard that tried to touch you inappropriately. You might be hydras toy but you were not a plaything for these half wits. 

“Your mission will be in direct partnership with the Winter Soldat.” The agent in front of you explains, watching you load up your widow uniform with hidden weapons “there’s a list of names that needs to be taken care of, and it might take a minute so they are pairing you both. They want no mistakes, only the best.” 

“No traces no trails. No chances.” You answer, already having it memorized, biting down on your tongue when you remember the poor girl you left as a witness to your last mission. 

Hydra never found out, but her scared scream when she caught you killing her father will haunt you. 

You wondered if you might have had someone to scream over at one point. 

“He won’t speak to you so don’t bother.” The agent grunts as the vehicle comes to a stop and he slams his fist on the side to let them know it’s safe to open the doors. 

They all cast you another look as you try not to roll your eyes at the drama. If you truly wanted out of this vehicle you could slaughter them all, you just knew that hydra would track you down no matter what so what was the point?

They lead you down hundreds of gray halls, each getting darker than the last and the smell of mold and desperation heightened with each step. Finally at the very last cell door they all raise their weapons and slide it open, muttering something in Russian before a figure emerges. 

The glint of his arm catches on the shit light above you first, and then he is there, glowering and confused in the same go. 

“Soldat. This is the widow.” His mentor speaks in Russian, gesturing to you which makes the soldier give you one look. That’s it. One brief look of disdain and he goes back to looking at the mentor like you weren’t even there. 

This mission is going to go well. 

-

“You’re making progress Bucky.” Dr. Raynor hums, her eyes glinting as she watches him over the pad of paper she hasn’t scribbled on in the past hour. He likes to think that it’s a good sign, but he also tries not to get into his own head about it. “But I’d like to go a little deeper if you’ll let me.” 

“Don’t really have a choice doc.” He mutters, but his tone lacks the usual bite. 

“Funny. Have you slept in a bed recently?” 

“I’ve made it to at least 3 hours of sleep in my bed.” He nods, not mentioning he thought the laundry detergent smelled like your shampoo. 

“You bought any home decorations? Anything at all?” 

“There’s a welcome mat by the front door.” 

“Inside or outside?” 

“…..inside.” He wasn’t brave enough to put it out in the hall yet. 

“I just want a house that has a welcome mat and that cookie smell. Something to call home.” Those were your words, whispered to him the night before the soldier….. 

“Tell me what you have been up to lately.” 

“Lunches with Yori….missions with Sam…. And I’ve been…. Trying to find someone.” 

“Someone from your time as the soldier?” 

“Yes.” His throat is tight and he might throw up. 

“For revenge?” 

“No…. Well she might want revenge…… I just want her.” He admits. 

Dr. Raynors eyebrows shoot up, and she tries to keep neutral as she asks the next question. “The viper then?” 

“She didn’t like that name.” 

“How did she get it?” 

“Me.” 

“And what did you call her if she didn’t like the name?” 

“Flower.”

- 

I don't start it but I can tell you how it ends

Don't get sad, get even

So on the weekends

I don't dress for friends

Lately I've been dressing for revenge

- 

The roof of the bagel shop on the stupid block you were on was probably the worst spot to be. 

Best, if you’re focusing on the fact that it’s the perfect hideout for the sniper gun you are aiming and the fact that you’re able to lay at a slant so your legs don’t falls asleep while you focus. 

Terrible for the fact that you could smell the pizza shop next door perfectly, and your stomach was beginning to rumble in hunger. 

But you had to focus, your target was supposed to be in his apartment right now, Viktor Aubrel, the man that sold you in the first place. 

Your intel told you he should have been home an hour ago and yet you were still waiting in the winter air that sent a shiver up your spine, too focused on the aim to realize the two figures now on the roof. 

“Are the widows that oblivious now?” A deep voice laughs causing you to whirl, knife out as you spot none other than the winter soldier and the new captain america, both watching you. 

It was the captain that taunted you, a sneer making its way into your lips as you prepare yourself to launch. The winter soldier extends a hand out, blocking the captain with a skeptical look. 

“Sam. A little forewarning, she doesn’t fight like the others.” He mumbles and you all but hiss, not giving either of them a moment before you’re launching at them. 

They track your movements well, both standing to fight as you run across the roof, jumping up on the ledge to give you the upper advantage and launch yourself at them. Starting with the easier target, the man with the shield. Wrapping your arms around his neck and spinning your body until you have his weight thrown in the air. He manages to catch himself standing but you’re ahead of the game, jumping so your feet are planted on his chest and shoving him off the roof right as the winter soldier gets to you.  

“I don’t want to do this.” He mutters and you hiss again, lunging with a knife out, slashing expertly over and over as he dodges as much as he can. “You don’t need to do this.” 

The knife catches in the elbow of his metal arm and his flesh hand comes up to grab your wrist so you twist, kicking his knee down and flick another knife from your uniform. 

“I want to.” You mutter in Russian, voice dripping with disdain as you raise the knife and bring it down. Only to get blasted across the roof. 

The air leaves your lungs as you skid across the concrete of the roof, splayed out staring at the sky and blinking away the pain. 

“She’s quicker than the rest.” Captain America huffs, helping the soldier up. 

“A lethal experiment. Taking a trained widow and injecting her with mutated blood of some guy named Logan Howlett.”

“Where does the viper come from?” 

“Her knives are all laced with venom and poisons. One touch to your skin and it doesn’t matter if it was a fatal wound or not. You’re out.” You hear them both approach, pretending to be passed out before they get close enough and you can kick the soldier in the stomach. He catches your foot, twisting so your body would have to twist with it or break, but you’re already pulling out a knife and launching it at the other. 

A shout of warning leaves the soldier's lips as the knife nearly gets his partner's thigh, you take this weakness and twist until you are wrapped around him and launching you both across the roof. But he is already working his way out, twisting so you slam into the roof once more, his metal arm on your throat holding you down as you claw at it. 

Panic attacks your body, scratching at the metal as the captain comes into view. 

“Stop. We can help you.” The man sighs. 

“Y/n.” The soldier mumbles, eyes pleading. “Let us help-“ 

Your foot bends to smash into his jaw and send him sprawling back. 

“That’s. Not. My. Name.” Your voice is scratchy from the choking and it hurts to talk, but you don’t have time since you’re already dashing to clear the roof. 

But the captain throws his shield and hits your ankle sending you falling until Bucky catches you and twists you with his metal arm so your back was to his chest and he can hold you. 

“It is. You told me so yourself. Remember?” 

“I wanna see my life before all this. I want to see my family and tell them I’m alive. My name was y/n. I found my file and I just-“ 

You were disgusted that you ever told him such things. 

“LET GO!” 

“We can help with your list.” It’s the caption saying this, his face holding pity. “We can’t kill but we can help take them down. If you’re willing.” 

“They all deserve to die!” The one holding you counted in that. 

“I’m not arguing that. But I am setting boundaries. Justice by more death is not the way to do this.” The man tries to ease, attempting a smile. “I’m Sam. You already know Buck-“ 

“Let me go!” 

“We’re proposing a partnership. We help you take them down, get them arrested and you don’t kill any of them.” 

“Right. And I get thrown in a cell right after I’m assuming.” You sneer, trying not to focus on the scent of hazel and coffee coating your senses from the soldier. 

“You will be pardoned. You had no choice back then and we are giving you one now. Pardoned.” 

“And what do you mean by taking them down?” What choice did you have? 

- 

It had been a week with the soldier when he finally showed a small amount of emotion. Insane. 

You had been huddled in the corner of the abandoned hotel you made camp in, keeping close to yourself for warmth as he pretended to sleep by the wall. You knew he wasn’t actually asleep, not trusting enough to do so. And you don’t know when he does get sleep, all you know is you fight to the last possible moment your eyelids can stay open and you don’t sleep long. 

The exhaustion and the cold were beginning to wear you down, a week in and you had yet to kill a single person on this list because the Soldat refused to listen to how you can manage it. With him it’s all silent and watching, your missions were usually more lively. You wore disguises and set traps. Hydra liked sending messages and it’s what you did. 

They want a quick and efficient widow? They send Belova. They want a widow that draws attention to their dangers? A prize possession? They send you. 

Which is why this entire mission is so weird. Why send you if- before you can finish your thought you are being pelted with a warm jacket, the Soldat glaring at you. 

“Your teeth chattering is keeping me up.” He mutters in Russian, sitting up and checking all his weapons. 

“As if you sleep.” You reply back in Russian, rolling your eyes. His eyes flick to you in surprise for just a second before he trains them again, watching the window in the opposite corner. “What’s your name?” 

“Soldat.” 

“What’s your real name?” 

“I….. should the viper be asking questions?” He snaps, glaring once more before you roll your eyes and stand up. He watches your every move as you toss his jacket back and cross the room. “Where are you going?” 

“To be a viper.” You sneer back, enjoying the way the Russian makes the words bite out more. 

He stands up quickly when you move to climb out the window but you send him a glare and descend quickly, making sure he does not follow. 

When you get back three hours later, he is standing in the center of the room with his arms crossed and a glare on his features. 

You simply walk past him to grab your list, crossing off the first name. “Can we get an actual hotel this time? I need to shower some of this blood off.” 

As you move to walk past him his arm shoots out to grab you, pain erupting as he bends your neck to look at him. You would allow this, because is his anger is on you then he won’t look into the 2 little children you helped vanish tonight after you killed their father. 

“You do not make moves without me. Understood?” 

“Yes Soldat.” You try to nod before he lets go. 

“Viper.” He hisses. And you would allow it, because if anyone knew what you had done you would be killed. 

-

The three of you ended up in a warehouse not too far away from the roof you had been scouting on, bucky carrying your bag of weapons on his shoulder as he tried not to look at you while Sam paced back and forth. 

You sat on a fallen beam, seeming bored and uninterested as you picked at your nails. But Bucky knew that was your game, to let the world think you were a valid assassin with little to no care. 

But he knew you cared, he knew how much effort you had put into saving kids back then. You had always been so warm without even realizing it. 

But maybe that all changed, after it….. all happened he hadn’t heard about you again and after he was freed by Steve he couldn't seem to find any of the children you had saved. 

“What happened to them?” He finds himself asking, his chest pinching at the sight of you. His flower. But that look in your eyes, the betrayal and anger….. 

“The first three on my list? I dumped their bodies in the river.” You smile, turning your glare to Sam. “How about that pardon now?”

“The kids. The ones that you-“ you stand before he can finish his sentence , both him and Sam preparing for a fight as you seem to try and ease yourself. 

“What kids?” Sam snaps, anger and protectiveness rolling off of him. “Did you hurt-“ 

“No. She used to smuggle them out.” Bucky explains. “When she got missions if there was a kid in the family she would pretend to kill them, and help the kid out.” 

“I thought hydra confirmed kills by bodies.” 

“Not when you’re the best.” You smile, that vapid venomous smile that made Bucky's stomach churn. “And Soldat is right. I used to smuggle the kids out.” 

His chest hurts at the name you use, but he assumes that it’s fair. “Where are they now?” 

He wants you to look at him, to tell him they are all safe and that he didn’t ruin everything. But you keep your eyes trained away, pain flashing through your features as you explain. “After you…. Told them….. they got the names and locations from me and sent out the shadow widow.” 

“Kaltain Amerie.” Sam nods, recognizing the name. She was married to a fancy rich guy now, had been the one Yelena found. 

“She took care of what I couldn’t. She did the job.” You nod, hands fisting at your sides as the words clang into Bucky. “And I was punished for my failure.” 

“And the missions you got after they caught you?” Sam asks, casting a brief look to bucky at the word caught. 

“I had a partner, and they always made sure I did my job.” Fuck. 

He was going to puke, how many kids had….. 

“You mentioned an alliance. Not an interrogation.” You snap, obviously uncomfortable. “And if you want to revoke my pardon because of-“ 

“I don’t.” Sam says gently, nodding. “And I’m sorry that it happened.” 

“I’m not.” It was a lie and Bucky could taste it. Anything to keep both of them away, that wall you built up when he first met you. 

“Okay. The name on your list. Let’s talk about how to get him.” Bucky changes direction, wanting to get you to ease again, not liking the pain in your eyes. 

You continue to avoid looking in his direction, and he continues to stare at only you. 

- 

She needed cold hard proof so I gave her some

She had the envelope, where you think she got it from?

Now she gets the house, gets the kids, gets the pride

Picture me thick as thieves with your ex-wife

And she looks so pretty

Driving in your Benz

Lately she's been dressing for revenge

-

It’s a month into the mission when the Soldat tells you his name. 

Gone were the days of sleeping on opposite sides of the room, now you both shared a bed. Gone were the days of him not sleeping, and he was now the one that fell asleep first. 

Tonight being one of those nights, with you sitting against the headboard of the hotel bed, his forehead pressed into your thigh as he falls asleep slowly, letting you play with his hair as you review footage of your next name. The third on the list. 

“My name….” He mutters, this time in English which still shocks you everytime he does. “It’s Bucky.” 

“Bucky?” It tastes like vanilla on your tongue, your chest lightening as you whisper it a couple more times. “I like it.” 

“What’s yours?” 

“My file…. My file says Y/n.” You whisper back and he tilts his head up to look at you. 

“You don’t seem to like it.” 

“I….. it just doesn’t feel real.” You admit. “It feels wrong for me to use it.” 

“I think it’s a wonderful name. It suits you well but… I think you’re my flower.” He murmurs back, moving to press his forehead into your thigh once more and finally lets sleep claim him. 

The next morning you both work in tandem, cleaning weapons, he gives you time to make sure that your knives are still potent with venom as you try to come up with a plan to get the 5 year old girl out of the country without the soldier knowing. 

But the betrayal of it hurts your chest, watching him work around you as a smooth unit. A team. That’s what you had become. 

“Ready?” He asks in Russian, coming up to fix the hair that had fallen out of your braid, using his flesh hand to push it behind your ear as his thumb traces your jaw. 

“Always. You?” 

“With you my little flower? Always.” 

-

It was ironic the way you and the Soldat still worked in tandem, moving with an effortless grace. 

Sam, the captain, watches with wide eyes as you both move around each other. 

“Do we have-“ 

“Yes we have enough intel.” You snap, closing the camera footage the second you spot the young boy running down the hall of the mansion when both him and his mom get home. The pain in your chest could be blamed on the image, and or the stupid soldier standing too close to you. “I can smell your breath.” 

“He ate a cheeseburger for lunch again?” Sam chuckles and you stand straight, giving him wide eyes as the Soldat rolls his own. “You know you can’t get in trouble for calling him an idiot, right?” 

“I’m aware.” Your words come out clipped and you try not to shudder at the way Sam snickers, catching your lie. 

“Say it.” 

“Say what?”

“Call Barnes a dumbass.” 

“I won’t speak to the Soldat.” You reply, moving to clean your knives. 

“Oh come on. Try it. It helps me..” sam laughs, sitting across from you at the kitchen counter as the Soldat shuffles closer to help you clean the knives. You could feel the warmth radiating off of him. 

“You….. are a dumbass.” You squeak out, not looking at him. You hear him snort behind you and he reaches across to grab another knife. You roll your eyes at the way he presses his body next to yours. 

“That was lame. Try again.” Sam laughs. 

“Fine. You’re a DUMBASS!” You snap out, watching both their eyes widen before laughs break out and they start cracking up. 

You feel your stiff spine loosen a little, the anxiety easing as you start laughing as well, all three of you cackling. His flesh hand finds its way to your lower back to keep you stable as you both drop the knives to laugh. And finally, after three weeks of working with them you drop the angry front, and give in to their warmth even though everything in you screams to not fall for it. 

-

“Is this….. proper mission food?” You ask from the spot you had taken at the window, watching Bucky and Sam come in with pizza boxes and beer in their hands, both laughing at each other . 

Bucky had, sort of tripped up on the stairs which sent Sam in a spiral of making fun of him, but the second they laid eyes on you that humor fell out the window, both going quiet. 

“You don’t think pizza and beer are good?” Sam asks, offended. “This is the best combo.” 

“Is it…. Allowed?” You ask again and Bucky feels that pang in his chest before he passes the box to you and opens it smoothly. 

“You get the first slice pick.” He offers and Sam gasps at the counter. 

“That….. oh that’s just cruel to me.” 

“It’s an honor to pick the first slice then?” You quirk your eyebrow, humor written on your face, the spark in your eyes setting him on fire. “This is a New York custom?”

“Oh indeed.” He smiles, pushing the box closer to you. “It would be a great dishonor to refuse this.”

There is a second of discomfort, he watches you contemplate it before you reach for a slice, grabbing the largest slice and raising your eyebrows as you wait to see their reactions. 

“Perfect choice!” Sam grunts, reaching around you to grab another slice. 

“I was going to choose that one.” Bucky smiles, watching you bite it immediately then stick out your tongue at him before taking up a spot on the couch as both of them find their own seats in the living room. You seem tense still, obviously not used to this sort of freedom anymore and his lungs constrict at the thought that this was caused by him. 

Back then you had been so… warm and open. Even as an agent you melted the ice exterior the soldier had around him. And through the muddled haze of his memory every memory attached to you was always crystal clear, like a flame in the fog. 

“So…. you guys knew each other back when he was the Winter Soldier?” Sam asks, popping the lid off of a beer with ease, he leans forward on his knees and pretends to be more interested in the pizza box. Making it seem like he was an open book, a comforting thing. 

“Yeah, we had a long list of enemies that they wanted us to deal with.” You answer, looking to the window rather than either of them. 

“It seems like it went wrong…” 

“It went fine.” Bucky is quick to snap. 

“It was fine. We made it through half the list, before Hydra had to get involved.” You snap as well moving to set the rest of your slice on the plate left on the table for you. “I made a mistake.”

“It wasn’t-” Bucky goes to argue, chest tight.

“I let emotions muddle my task.” You explain to Sam. “I got too attached and ruined it. And then I got caught smuggling the kids out- I was further reported for my behavior and handled accordingly.”

“Hey, this isn’t Hydra.” Sam tries to ease you. “I think what you did was very noble and-”

“All I did was give kids hope where it didn’t belong.” You sneer. “I will never allow myself that weakness again.” 

You cast Bucky a glare, his palms sweating and chest blistering as he watches you disappear into the bathroom and the shower running a second later. 

Sam continues watching Bucky, eyebrows pinched together. “You reported it?”

“I… as much as I broke away at that time I was still under the soldiers spell.” Bucky admits, gulping down half the beer in his hand. “I…. I had sent in a mission report. Well I had to send it in and I had caught her plan a little bit before that.”

“I’m sorry that happened, Buck.”

“I am too.” He sighs. “I got rewarded and she… well they broke her.”

- 

She don't start it, but she can tell you how it ends

Don't get sad, get even

So on the weekends

She don't dress for friends

Lately she's been dressing for revenge

- 

“You need to be careful in the upper levels.” He warns, keeping his flesh hand on the small of your back as you both move to start scaling the side of the house. 

“I know.” You growl out, keeping your voice low as his eyebrows pinch in frustration. “Don’t be a worry wart.”

“Stick to my side.”

“The job is quicker if I take care of the kids.” You mumble, leaning up to kiss his cheek lightly, the closest you had ever gotten to actually kissing him, no matter how much you wanted to. Three months with him and you were hopelessly in love. 

“Fine.” He grunts out, his Russian sharp. He nods once before moving to his starting point, checking that you had begun scaling the wall to the kids room before heading in to handle the parents. But you had been so caught up in Bucky that you didn’t check to make sure both the children were asleep. 

The girl screamed first, followed by the boy and you began rushing to ease their worries, kneeling by them and trying to swipe the tears away. “No no. Easy my little ones. It’s okay. I just need you to listen-”

But the boy screams again, this time at something behind you which makes you whirl to find Bucky in the frame of the door, watching intently with blood on his arm. 

“No! Please!” You beg, up on your feet and shoving yourself in front of the children as he cocks his head to the side. “Please.”

“Move.” He orders, raising his gun. It seems he’s already assessed the weakness and was willing to handle the problem. “Now.”

“No!” You hadn’t even realized that tears were falling down your face until you could taste the salt, moving forward to grab his gun. “Please!”

“The mission-”

“They are children.” Both of you were speaking Russian, which seemed to be scaring the kids even more as they wailed, and you turned to ease them again. They dash into your arms, holding you tight as they sob. You would die before letting anything happen to them. 

When you turn to see him again you see that he has lowered the gun and is merely staring at you, something sparking in his eyes. 

You wait for the blow, but it never comes. Instead he nods his head and moves to pick up the boy. He helps you get them out, aboard a ship and hidden from Hydra. When you make it back to the hotel you pace a bit, waiting for him to finish you off. 

But he merely stands in the center of the room, watching you closely. 

“I’m sorry.” You sob, hand on your chest as you turn to him finally. “I failed the mission and-”

He moves forward in three easy strides, his hands grasping your jaw to bring you up into a searing kiss, arms wrapping around you tightly as he lifts you off the ground to keep you close. And all anxieties peel away, as he lifts his hand to undo your suit. Giving yourself to the soldier that night, and once you were done you stay huddled together, whispering your dreams of the past and future. 

And for once you felt like…. You were home. 

- 

The next morning tensions were gone, and you seemed to have forgotten about the night before. Or at least you were pretending to, and Bucky didn’t know if he should be happy or angry at the fact. 

You had combed through all the footage of the target, piling it all into a folder and he had sent the flash drive to the people needed that would be able to get him arrested. And after that had been sent you had sent out another envelope to his wife, with proof of an affair so she would be able to divorce him. 

And just like that another name was taken off your list, and Bucky tried not to feel the pressure at the fact that he was sure you would be gone the second the list was done. And he wouldn’t have an excuse to see you anymore. 

He’s lucky Sam went along with this plan in the first place. 

“Where is Sam?” You ask from your spot at the counter, legs crossed as you play with one of your knives, watching him closely where he sits on the couch. 

“He went to go check on his sister and her kids.” He answers, looking up to you. “They are really close.”

“That’s nice.” You hum, dropping the knife out of boredom. “What comes next?”

“You got another name?”

“Are we allowed to start without Sam?” You ask, eyebrows pinching together. 

“Yes. We can. Your list?” 

“Front pocket of my duffel.” You hum out, something having caught your attention. He reaches for the bag and checks for the list as you shuffle closer to his open laptop. For a second he hears you hesitate, but he had already made it clear that you had access to anything so he nods and lets you look as he finds the paper you wrote the list on. 

His eyes skim across the names, landing on the very last name as his heart stops. ‘Bucky Barnes’ , and no matter how many times you blink the name does not disappear. Why did you let him see this? Was this a trap set?

He whirls, only to find you staring at the screen unblinking. “Flower?”

Your head snaps to glare at him as he shuffles closer, shoving your list in his pocket and looking at what had caught your attention. He finds an old sitcom, a scene with a mother curled up with her kids and reading them a bedtime story. 

“You never told me why.” He mutters, sitting on the couch with you on the floor staring at the screen again. 

“Why what?”

“Why did you risk your life for all those kids?”

“Because they… because no one fought for me back then.” You admit, turning to look at him. “What is this show?”

“Full house. I don’t know, Steve put it on my list.”

“Your list?” You ask and he nods. 

“Things to catch up on.” He smiles. “Like the star wars series.”

“The what?” He blinks slowly at your question, purely shocked.  

- 

Three hours later you are both sprawled out on the couch, pillows and blankets thrown about with snacks everywhere. Bucky had dragged you out to the store, buying tons of snacks that you had never tried before and before you knew it the apartment cupboards were packed with snacks and you were preparing to see the first star wars. 

“Should we… have brought all this to the mission base?”

“The what?” He laughs, leaning forward to snatch a gummy worm from the bag you were holding. 

“The… this apartment. Are we allowed to use it for this?”

“It’s my apartment.” He shrugs, and you blink slowly. 

“It’s empty though.” 

“I have a couch!” He scoffs. “And a tv!”

“No bed, no plushy towels or…. This is your home?” You didn’t know why this upset you. “You live like this?”

You want to kill him. You want to kill him. Why does this matter?

“I have a welcome mat.” He points to the door. 

“That’s an ugly welcome mat.” 

“Is not.”

“That would scare away any child on halloween.” You snap. “Are you trying to ruin their halloween?” 

“No one really comes up here on halloween.” He shrugs again. “Why does it matter?”

“You… you’ve been free! You have been free this whole time and this is how you live and- I…..”

“I had other things to worry about besides Hydra. And John Walker. Tony Stark and the snap and- well I was trying to find you.” He admits. 

“You were trying to find me?” Your chest constricts, as you watch him. “You tried to find me?”

“I did but after I was freed it was like they made you completely disappear and I’m assuming it’s because they knew I would start looki-” Before he can finish his sentence his phone rings and he sees Sams name, giving you an apologetic look before picking it up. You take a moment to try and fix yourself, taking deep breaths in. “He WHAT?”

This catches your attention, sitting up to watch him carefully as he stands. “I’ll be right there.”

He hangs up and nods. “I gotta go help Sam. Stay here and-”

“I’m coming with you.” You snap, moving to grab your duffel.

“No, we have a situation with John Walker and I need to-”

“I am coming.” And just like that you grab your suit, giving him your best glare as he shakes his head. “You both are helping me. The least I can do is help you.”

“You don’t have to.” He mumbles. 

“But I will. Let’s go.”

- 

Ladies always rise above

Ladies know what people want

Someone sweet and kind and fun

The lady simply had enough

- 

“Thank you.” You whisper, keeping your head on his chest as you trace patterns along his skin. “Thank you for helping.”

“If you got away what would you do?”

“Me? I….. I would find the kids and make sure they made it. I would buy a house and get a cheesy welcome mat for it. I would decorate for halloween and….. And I would adopt a kid and-” You could taste the freedom, imagine it right there. A happy life. 

“That sounds… amazing, flower.” 

You lift your head, smiling softly as you lean up to kiss him, and he smiles back before moving to kiss you back. 

You feel him stiffen before sitting up quickly and reaching for his knife. “Bucky?”

“I’m sorry.” He mumbles. “I’m so sorry.”

Before you can realize the door is blown open and agents rush in to grab you. 

- 

“Oh…. oh I like this duo.” John Walker smiles, watching you stand slightly behind Bucky with your arms crossed. He doesn’t say a word and neither do you, both giving him a good glare. The Winter Soldier and The Viper. “I hadn’t realized that Bucko boy came with his very own sidekick.”

“этот идиот знает, что от него пахнет рыбой?” (does this imbecile know he smells of fish?) You ask, sneering a bit and taking a step closer to Bucky. “и так небрежно использовать свое имя. Я могу сломать этого человека за считанные минуты.” (and to use your first name so casually. I can break this man within minutes.)

“Я с нетерпением жду этого. Еще я очень голоден, мармеладных червячков мне не хватило, чтобы поесть..” (I look forward to it. I'm also very hungry, gummy worms were not a sufficient meal)

You nod, trying not to smile as he gives you a look over his shoulder while Walker shuffles uncomfortably on his feet. “Shouldn’t we all speak english?”

“Maybe.” Sam shrugs. “But I find it’s easier to let these two do their thing. You said something about a raid?”

“There is a train heading down south here in 30 minutes and I know for a fact that there are rebels planning on stealing what’s on it.”

“What’s so important about what’s on the train?” Bucky asks, casting a look towards you and you see him catalog each and every one of your weapons just as he always used to do as the soldat. You give him a glare and he shrugs. 

“Weapons.” John mutters. “And if we can intercept the rebels then-”

“You get your job back?” Sam snides.  John stutters for a second and you snort, enjoying the panic on his face. He glares at you, preparing to say something as you step forward to grab one of your knives. You had no clue who this man was but it was easy to know that he was not an ally. 

“Get your-”

“She’s not a dog.” Sam snaps, as Bucky sneers. “We’ll help, but on our terms. No one gets hurt and no one gets pummeled without cause.”

“Fine. Let’s see what you guys can do.” John sneers at you both, and Bucky sends you an easy smile over his shoulder as you smile back. 

“Устроить им ад?” (Give them hell?) 

“следую твоему примеру, Барнс.” (Following your lead, Barnes) You smile back, both of you swiveling to Sam and moving together. 

- 

You stand with him on a bridge, keeping a hand on his arm to stabilize yourself as you keep an eye on the ledge, fixing the comm in your ear with your other hand as he does the same. 

“I….. I never wanted to betray you.” He blurts, as John tries to convince Sam to give him one of their comms, his argument of ‘I’m part of the team!’ almost making you snort. But Bucky’s words kept your attention as you tried to play it cool. Keeping your eyes trained on the bridge before you. 

“Is this a good time to talk about this?” You mutter in Russian, just in case Walker could hear you both like you could hear him. 

“It was the status report. They were making me do it every month and….. I fought it. I really tried to fight it.” He admits in russian, casting a look to Walker before turning back to you, his hand shooting out to wrap around your arm as you lean to prepare a landing. “Careful.”

“I thought…. You were…. Nevermind it was my mistake.”

“It wasn’t a mistake.” He snaps, pulling you closer. “It… It was everything to me.”

“I shouldn’t have. I should have kept my eyes on the mission and I ruined it and I ruined it for those kids. You were a weapon dangled before me, they knew I would fall for it. They knew I would fall for the freedom of it. And I’m sure they already knew that I was helping those kids and they just needed to prove-” The words are spilling out and you just can’t seem to stop them, tears beginning to fill your eyes. “I just wanted… I just wanted to help them.”

“You did.” He mumbles, moving until his chest is pressed to your shoulder. “Please look at me.” 

“I messed it all up.”

“You didn’t mess anything up-”

“I did. I fell in love.” You finally look at him, tears in your eyes as he takes a deep breath in. 

“I-”

“Incoming.” It’s Sam's voice in the comms that makes you both jump before you look to see the train coming. 

“On it.” You mumble back in english, stabbing a knife into the brick beneath you as Bucky keeps a hold on your arm. 

“Be careful, we’ll be right behind. Keep a knife ready and-”

“I’ve got it.” You laugh, watching the train get closer and closer. 

“I just worry.” He admits, leaning forward to kiss your cheek softly. “And just so we are clear, I fell in love too.”

You try not to smile, giving him one last look before using the chord and launching down as you hear Sam count down in the comms, feet landing on the top of the train with a thud before you dive for the top grate and begin working on tearing it off. 

You manage to tear it off in time to duck and lay flat as a sign under the bridge appears, managing to avoid it before crouching and climbing in as the train breaks from the bridge, three heavy sets of footprints hit the top of it while you climb across boxes to get to the end of the cart. 

“Viper?!” Walker calls, landing in the crate followed by Bucky and Sam. You don’t bother answering, too busy trying to lift the shaft on the cart. 

“You good?” Sam asks, coming to your side. 

“I’m fine.” You mumble. “I can handle the mission sir-”

“Did you just sir me?” Sam laughs, leaning to help you with the shaft, letting the sunlight break in as the wind snaps in both your faces. 

“You guys see anything?” John yells across the way as Bucky hops over a box and reaches you both. 

You have just enough time to turn, ready to bite a response to Walker when you spot the bomb taped to the far wall. Your mouth opens in an attempt to yell a warning but it’s too late. It all blasts to shit. 

- 

There was nothing but pain as you hung suspended in the cell, the Shadow Widow sneering at you from her spot in the corner while Valkov took a break from torturing you. Your breathing is ragged, blood falling out of your mouth with the saliva as your eyes water. 

You can no longer feel your legs, and your fingernails had been torn out first. Sobs racking through your body as he asks the question again, his russian loud. 

“WHERE ARE THE LOOSE ENDS?!!”

You couldn’t betray the kids, you couldn’t do it. So when he picked up the drill you closed your eyes, sobbing once more as you try to blink Buckys face out of your memory, succumbing to your punishment. 

- 

Heat blasts against his back as you scream out, Sam yelling loudly, all three of you grasping anything you can as the train keeps going. 

Bucky’s metal arm finds purchase on a broken handle of the train, trying to pull himself up as Sam grips the side grates of the train trying to activate his falcon wings while you struggle to keep hold of what is left of the floorboard in the train car, nails scraping as you grimace in pain while your legs stay suspended in the air. 

“HOLD ON!” He calls, reaching his flesh hand for you before the metal of the door groans and he has to freeze. 

Walker appears, bleeding from his ears and looking frazzled as hell, but Bucky breathes out a sigh of relief when he sees the idiot reach to help you. Hope that you would make it out of this mess, that is until John stumbles as he reaches for your hand and ends up making you lose your holding. 

You scream out, nails scraping as you slide out, nearly all your body suspended in the air. Both Bucky and Sam scream, reaching for you before they realize they can’t. 

“When does this fucking bridge end?” Bucky snaps, looking down to the hundreds of feet below, memories flashing in his mind. 

“Language.” Sam grunts, exhaling in relief when he sees you manage to grab the final woodboard, your last chance at holding on. 

“Complete the mission.” You snap. “I can get up.”

“We don’t leave each other behind.” Bucky grunts, using his flesh hand to reach for a rope connected to the roof of the train car. 

“Hydra tells us we need to complete the missi-”

“This isn’t Hydra and I’m not leaving my girl on this train.” Bucky snaps and Sam whoops out a loud ‘fuck hydra’ as they both struggle to get to the main opening. 

There are thuds on top of the train and you risk a look to see multiple hooded figures with bags getting ready to ransack the weapons. A grunt of anger passes through you as let one hand free from the board, much to Bucky's chagrin as he yells out for you before you reach and grab your compact launcher you had hidden in the belt of your suit and shoot the roof with the grappling hook, pulling yourself up right in time for Walker to fall back into the car. 

“This manchild is useless.” You sneer, reaching for Bucky immediately, hands grasping his tactical vest and dragging him as much as you can into the train car as Sam struggles to get in as well. 

“There are about 15 figures. We should have about 10 minutes before they blow the rest of this train up.” You explain, keeping your hands on his shoulders as you assess him. “Are you hurt?”

“No I’m-”

“I’m hurt!” Walker calls, making you hiss an unappealing word at him in russian before moving to look at Sam. 

“Do you want the viper or me on this mission?”

“Viper would be nice.” Sam nods, looking at all the weapons. “Viper for sure.”

You nod, turning to assess Bucky one more time before he nods at you and you both begin working.   

- 

While he was doing lines

And crossing all of mine

Someone told his white collar crimes to the FBI

And I don't dress for villains

Or for innocents

I'm on my vigilante shh again

- 

You both work in tandem, every punch he throws shoves the person straight into your kick. You slash your knife at anyone that gets too close to him, slicing their skin easily as he snipes out anyone rushing to the train. 

Sam is finding the rest of the bombs, disarming them to the best of his ability. 

You hiss in pain when you get hit in the jaw, but Bucky is there smashing the butt of his gun to the back of their head as you blink away the tears. His hand finds your jaw, assessing the damage before turning and nodding to the path you guys need. 

“So…. what’s the plan after this?” He asks, huffing as he gets to the slate you had originally been planning on clearing. 

“After this? Probably dinner.” You laugh, bending to break the controls. He adjusts himself so you were back to back, him watching to make sure you were good. 

“I mean…. After this mission.” 

“I….. I want to finish the list.” You answer, tearing out a board to access the rest of the control panel. 

“Does that list still include me?” He blurts, making you freeze. When you don’t answer he looks down to see you already staring up at him with wide eyes. 

“You saw that?”

“On your list. Highlighted and everything.” He nods, snapping his attention to a thud across the way, finding it empty. It was enough to get you back to work, focusing on the wires and buttons again. “I would understand if you wanted to-”

“I don’t anymore.” You snap. “I don’t think I ever would have been able to but it’s not like I planned to make it far after I got out. I didn’t have a plan. Everyone else had a plan and I was left! I was tortured and maimed for wanting that freedom, and when the time came I was the only one that had nothing to live for.” 

You were seething, and he could only agree. He hated the other widows for what they did to you, that would never be forgiven. 

“I wanted a family. That’s all I wanted.” You whisper, finally breaking the right chord. The lights immediately die out and the train lurches as it comes to a complete stop. 

“Is that still what you want?” He whispers back, holding his hand out for you to grab and help you up. 

“I don’t deserve it.” 

“You are the only person in this entire universe that deserves that.” He snaps. “And it’s important to me that you know that.”

“It’s not like I have much of a future open.”

“Well I think you have a bit of a future in the vigilante game if you ask me.” He smiles. 

- 

I don't start it, but I can tell you how it ends

Don't get sad, get even

So on the weekends

I don't dress for friends

Lately I've been dressing for revenge

- 

“I’m sorry, you used to what?!” Sarah laughs, coming around the kitchen counter to grab a bottle of soda from your hand, eyes wide. “Dip your knives in lethal poison.”

“It made things easier. Even if I didn’t hit a vital organ I still knew the job was done.” You explain, shrugging a bit as she laughs. You still got nervous when talking about your past, but Sarah seemed anything but judgemental. 

Sam's sister ended up being your very best friend on this earth, which surprised you to no end. You loved her kids and you loved her. You especially loved girls night because you never thought this would be an option in general. Nonetheless you had friends now. You had a home, with a silly little welcome mat that was left on the porch for the trick or treaters every year. 

The very same one that was getting trampled on every time Sarahs kids ran through with your adopted children, covered in mud and laughing loudly. 

“Hey! Mind your mess!” She snaps out but you can’t stop smiling as you watch your adopted 4 year old chase after one of her sons. 

“What are you up to?” Bucky asks, coming in from the garage with Sam and Joaquin smiling from ear to ear as he rushes to kiss at your jaw. 

“We are getting ready.” You laugh, shooing him away. 

“For?”

“The Eras movie. You have daughters now Barnes. You need to get with the program.” Sarah scoffs playfully, making her brother laugh as they pick up the snacks and head to the living room. 

“Hey…. I just wanted to say thank you for your help on the mission the other day.” Torres smiles before following the rest into the living room leaving you with Bucky. 

“Hear that? Vigilante shit right there.” You laugh, leaning forward to kiss him. 

“Still waiting for you to kill me.” He whispers against your lips, winking before heading to catch your daughter as she tries to dash past, making her laugh loudly and reach for you.

[whencyclopedia]

Juvenal

Decimus Junius Juvenalis (l. c. 55-138 CE), better known as Juvenal, was a Roman satirist. He wrote five books, containing 16 satires, each of which criticized a different element of Roman society, whether it was poor housing, the patron/client relationships, the presence of Greeks in the city, the raising of children, prayer, or the arrogance and vanity of the city's women. Although earlier poets such Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus, 65-8 BCE) and Gaius Lucillius (180-103 BCE) wrote satire, Juvenal was the first author to devote himself entirely to satire. Written between 110 and 130 CE, around the same time as Tacitus' Annals, the satires are filled with both hatred and anger: hatred for the old aristocrats who controlled the city and anger at how the impoverished were treated. His outbursts towards the corruption he saw prevalent in Roman society and human cruelty are major themes throughout his satires. Rome, in Juvenal's eyes, was inhabited by degenerates and its virtue had all but perished.

Early Life

Juvenal was born around 55 CE to a middle-class family in the small town of Aquino near Rome. Although little is known of his early life, it is believed that he may have begun an administrative career, eventually becoming a soldier during the reign of Roman emperor Domitian (r. 81-96 CE). Unfortunately for Juvenal, he ran afoul of the moody emperor when he insulted one of Domitian's court favorites. For his crime, the young satirist was exiled to Syene in Egypt. When he returned to Rome in 96 CE after the assassination of Domitian, he focused his energies on writing. It was in his five books of satire where he would vent his anger at Rome and Roman citizens.

His resentment affected his perception of both the city and its people. Without the means to support himself, he was forced to seek the assistance of a patron as a client. Later, he questioned whether the insults one received at dinner were worth it. During the reign of Emperor Hadrian (r. 117-138 CE), he rose above his poverty and bought a farm near Tivoli, but money, land, and servants did not affect his attitude, and his assessment of the city and its citizens would not change. This outlook is evident throughout all of his 16 satires.

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CFWC LGBTQIA Masterlist - Jan 2024

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🌟Choices Holidays 2023

ACROSS THE VOID

Captain Pandrosion Elara 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹 | Sol, Meridian, Kepler, Pedrosian by @/artbyainna (IG) (C: @lilyoffandoms)

Sol x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

Aerin Valleros x M!elf!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Aerin Valleros x OC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Blades Fanfic ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Tyril x elf!mc x Mal x f!human!mc - @storyofmychoices

Healing Herbs 🎨🏳️‍🌈 🔹| f!Aerin Valleros x MC by @gaiuskamilah

Springs Eternal 🎨🏳️‍🌈 🔹| Mal Volari x MC - @gaiuskamilah

Tyril Starfury x MC 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @gaiuskamilah

BLOODBOUND

Bloodbound MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @vampirkit

CRIMES OF PASSION

Gabriel Rose 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @lilyoffandoms

THE CURSED HEART

Kieran x MC Fanart 🎨Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd (C: @lilyoffandoms)

ENDLESS SUMMER

Grandchildren: Leonel 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Estela Montoya x MC - @marmolady

HIGH SCHOOL STORY

Aiden Zhou x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @hydn-jpg for @cadybear420

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Breakfast Roast ✒️🏳️‍🌈| m!Cas x m!Gabriel x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

Cas Harlow Fanart 2🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @aallotarenunelma

Immortal Desires Fanart ✒️🏳️‍🌈 | m!Cas x m!Gabriel x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

Immortal Desires MC Fanart 🎨 🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aria-ashryver

Immortal Desires NB!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aallotarenunelma

Snow in Crimson, Starlight in Gold (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| m!cas x m!gabe x m!mc - @aria-ashryver Chapter 38: Heaven is Not Fit to House a Love Like You and I

IT LIVES SERIES

Abel Flint Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @aallotarenunelma

Lincoln McQuoid x M!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @somewillwin (C: @linkysmommy)

No Second Chances ✒️🏳️‍🌈🟣| Lincoln Aquino (McQuoid) x M!MC - @linkysmommy

Noah Marshall x M!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @errajay

Snowed in at the Cabin ✒️🏳️‍🌈🌟| Lincoln McQuoid x NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma

Spirit, Stay Gentle (1/2) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| Lincoln McQuoid x M!MC - @abelflints

The Rainbow Recipe Book ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹 by @aallotarenunelma

LAWS OF ATTRACTION

Hold Me Close ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Gabe Ricci x M!MC - @choicesmc

Serving Cunt and Justice 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Multiple Characters by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

OPEN HEART

Countdown to 2024 🎨🏳️‍🌈🌟| OH F!MC, OH F!OC, OH F!MC2 art by @/artbyainna (IG) (C: @lilyoffandoms for @storyofmychoices @jerzwriter)

Halloween (Series) ✒️🏳️‍🌈| OH M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6

"I'll pour... Now tell me more!" ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Bryce Lahela, F!MC - @jerzwriter

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Anything But Common (Series) ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Hana Lee & MC - @silvermillenniumqueenneptune Magical Misadventures in Miscellany

Unexpected (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Liam x Maxwell x Riley - @angelasscribbles Chapter 12: The Beginning

VEIL OF SECRETS

Jeff Duffy x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

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Choices Masterlist

This is my masterlist for my choices fics. Also just to clarify, most of my ILITW fics also take place in the same universe as ILW because I've accepted it into my personal canon for my It Lives MCs. ALSO also, all of these are of my MCs, the character profiles for everyone are at the bottom

Blades of Light and Shadow

Walls of Regret

Tyril Starfury x MC, Mal Volari x MC, hints of Tyril x Mal

Hurt/No Comfort

Summary: During an encounter with Valax in the Shadow Realm, Asterin, Mal, and Tyril learn that Asterin's missing year was worse than any of them could have possibly imagined.

The Last Time

Aerin Valleros x MC

Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Summary: After getting injured by Valax in a fight Asterin awakens to find himself being cared for by Aerin and he can't help but think about the night they shared...and how Aerin left.

Funeral of Faith

Aerin Valleros x MC, referenced Tyril x MC and Mal x MC

Angst, Hurt/No Comfort, Evil MC

Summary: The Shadow Realm has a new Prince.

My Heart Won't Start Anymore

Tyril Starfury x MC x Mal Volari, references of Aerin x MC and Valax x MC

Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Finally, Asterin breaks. But this time he doesn't do it alone.

Love, I See You Now

Aerin Valleros x MC, reference Tyril x MC and Mal x MC

Angst

Summary: When Asterin gets hurt in the Battle for the Whitetower Rift, the Shadow Aerin thought he got rid of comes back in a burst of rage and fear. But it may not be enough.

It Lives In The Woods

Val's Resurrection Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Lucas Thomas x MC, hints of Noah Marshall x MC

Hurt/Comfort

Summary: After years, finally, finally, Valen Ebony is saved.

It Lives Within

The Morning After

Abel Flint x MC

Fluff

Summary: A sweet little morning scene after the scene in Ch 14.

The Sun's Final Breath

Lincoln McQuoid and MC, Abel Flint x MC (background)

Angst

Summary: Castor Athantis is dead, and something is glowing in Lincoln's pocket.

Revelations

Abel Flint x MC, General

Angst

Summary: "I'm not Castor Athantis...I'm not even human."

Two Birds on a Wire

Lincoln Aquino & ILITW MC, Lincoln Aquino x ILW MC (background), Lucas Thomas x ILITW MC (background)

Fluff

Summary: After weeks of dancing around the reveal that Matthias is Val's real father, Lincoln and Val finally are forced to talk about it.

Nightbound

The Wrong Engagement

Nik Ryder x MC

Angst

Summary: Just one more morning. Alex just needed one more morning with the love of his life. One more morning before he married someone else.

Into the Wind-Verse

Link to full universe masterlist

A New Start

Magnus Bishop & Wind Velez

Summary: The story of Magnus getting recruited from unemployment in Ohio after being fired from his firm, to McGraw-Byrne.

Bad Liar

Magnus Bishop (MC) & Wind Velez

Summary: Magnus Bishop, just trying to do his work. Enter Wind Velez, here to remind Magnus he scared the shit out of his boyfriend, hadn't slept in three days, and needs some goddamn friends.

Come Morning Light

Magnus Bishop/Marcus Sharpe

Summary: Magnus is awoken when his boyfriend stirs in the night. He may not be the most adept at empathy or comforting people but for Marcus? He'll try.

Feeding Schedule

Wind Velez/Martin Vanderweil

Summary: Magnus is secretly a walking talking disaster. Wind knows this. Now he needs his boyfriend's help for a unique request.

The Breach

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Magnus Bishop/Marcus Sharpe

Summary: In an attempt to finally put his past to bed, Magnus returns to Westchester one last time to visit the strange forcing lurking in the woods he grew up in. But little does he know, nothing with the Power is ever that simple.

Choices Sequels We Deserved

Elementalists 3

Nightbound 2

My MCs

Blades of Light and Shadow - Asterin Nightbloom

Crimes of Passion - August Rose

Murder at Homecoming - Valentine Damian Stone

It Lives In The Woods - Valen Ebony/Aquino

It Lives Beneath - Leon Vance

It Lives Within - Castor Athantis

It Lives Within - Julian Athantis

Hero - Callum Wyland

Endless Summer - Taylor Vaanu/McKenzie

The Elementalists - Apollo Solaris

The Elementalists - Lance Hartley (OC)

Immortal Desires - Eros Blackwell

Bloodbound - Mattheo Lazarin

Laws of Attraction - Magnus Bishop

The Cursed Heart - Emrys

Desire & Decorum - Genevieve Aurelia/Sinclaire

High School Story - Asher Williams

High School Story - Ren Abello

[cosmiclawenacted]

Masters!

American Heroes!

The Eternal Dr. Aquino and Powerful Wife Lilith.

Temple of Set.

Xeper!

Honestly, this man has done truly impressive things. Rose to the heights in each discipline, craft, study, or degree system. Survived hoax attack on his life, character, family, and accolades. Authored many books, ushered in a new age, all the while maintaining a friendly and positive demeanor. Anton will always be respected and remembered for his contributions for good reason. Please, children of the night. Let’s not let THE GREAT WORK this man has sacrificed for the sake of carnal knowledge and mental and spiritual mastery go overlooked!

From Source, to Hecate, to Samael,

Hail Satan, Lucifer The Highest.

Ave Set! Ave Michael! Ave Lilith!

[beyondthespheres]

Cat Aquino and Dominique Duran

Champion of the Rose

[syfyhq]

FCS MISSING FROM MANIFEST   ─

alaqua cox, jordan alexander, thomas weatherall, dilraba dilmurat, morningstar angeline, tasia zalar,  hailie sahar, ricky whittle, kiowa gordon, brian michael smith, zion moreno, sidharth malhotra, ming na wen, ivory aquino, jana schmieding, cody christian, gabourey sidibe, laith ashley, melisa dongel, shraddha kapoor, amber midthunder, daniel ezra, serkan cayoglu, & ariela barer !

MISSED CONNECTIONS AT THE AIRPORT   ─

⌱   SCOTT CINCO (joshua alvarez), is looking for their COUSIN (OR FRIEND). they might look like CHELLA MAN, EVAN MOCK, JANE DE LEON, JANELLA SALVADOR, POC/UTP (EITHER OF HAN CHINESE OR BISAYA FILIPINO HERITAGE IF RELATED TO SCOTT).  ⌱   ARIEL CAO (zu’er song), is looking for their RESEARCH PARTNER(S). they might look like TARAJI P. HENSON, GONG YOO, MAHERSHALA ALI, T'NIA MILLER, UTP. ⌱   ATHENA HOWARD (nathalie emmanuel), is looking for their   COWORKER. they might look like LAITH ASHLEY, TENOCH HUERTA, RAHUL KOHLI, ANGELICA ROSS, EMMY RAVER-LAMPMAN. ⌱   SCOTT CINCO (joshua alvarez), is looking for their EX-GIRLFRIEND. they might look like YARA SHAHIDI, LAURA KARIUKI, AULI'I CRAVALHO, ANNA LAMBE, REBECCA ABLACK, WOC/UTP.  ⌱   ALEJANDRO FLORES (danny ramierz), is looking for their BEST FRIEND. they might look like UTP THOUGH FC OF COLOR PREFERRED.  ⌱   RILEY SANCHEZ (sivan alyra rose), is looking for their HIGH SCHOOL TRACK AND FIELD FRIEND WHO THEY LIVED WITH AFTER THEIR GRANDFATHER DIED. they might look like JENNA CLAUSE, CELESTE O’CONNOR, LIZETH SELENE, MYRA MOLLOY, LOVIE SIMONE, OR POC/UTP.  ⌱   AMIE JALLOW (yandeh sallah), is looking for their GIRLFRIEND (MISS USA 1999). they might look like AULI’I CRAVALHO, JOSIE TOTAH, QUEI TANN, WILLOW ALLEN, SALEM MITCHELL, UTP/WOC. ⌱  LOGAN TAYLOR (erana james), is looking for their ROMANTIC PARTNER. they might look like MIA HEALEY, SAMANTHA LOGAN, MEDALION RAHIMI, SIERRA MCCORMICK, UTP. ⌱   NICHOLE HERMOSO (morgan holmstrom), is looking for their EX- ROMANTIC PARTNER. they might look like AASON NADJIWON, AMBER MIDTHUNDER, MICHAELA JAÉ RODRIGUEZ, T'ÁNCHÁY REDVERS, JAKE ZYRUS, OR POC/UTP. 

PURCHASE YOUR TICKET TODAY   ─

⌱   SYFYHQ is an 18+ ( mun/muse ) adventure survival horror tumblr roleplay inspired by jurassic park, lost, sweetheart, the wilds, & other survival media. this roleplay will explore different mysteries & various creatures while muses are stuck on a deserted island. the story begins with a plane crashing into the pacific ocean during the turn of the millennium and will only get wilder  !  

THE MAIN ⌱ JOIN THE BUZZ ⌱ WANTED CONNECTIONS

[thespoliarium]

On this day in 2009, former president of the Philippines, Corazon "Cory" Aquino, died.

After the assassination of her husband Benigno Aquino Jr. in 1983, she rose against the cruel Marcos regime in the elections of 1986.

Winning against the cruel Marcos regime, she became the first female president in the Philippines. TIME named her the Woman of the Year in 1986!

One of my favorite political figures, I look up to her initiative to take down the cruelty and injustice.

I hope that one day, I'll be like her — not necessarily president but one of the figures that changed the course of history.

[ineffablyrandom]

Solo Travel: El Nido, Palawan

April 24 - April 28, 2023

DAY 1

Actually arrived at NAIA Terminal 3 (Ninoy Aquino International Airport) 6 hours before my flight. 5:30 AM kasi yung flight ko, and since I was traveling alone, my parents told me na mas okay bumyahe ng mas maaga, balak ko kase sana mag Grab papuntang airport ng 2 AM. Sabi ni mama masyadong delikado if mag isa lang ako kahit na mag Grab ako, kaya sinabihan niya ko na pumunta na ng airport ng mga 9 PM. Sabi ni papa mag hotel na lang ako ng malapit sa airport. Pero dahil makulit ako umalis ako sa bahay ng 11 PM, para at least masabi ko man lang na umalis ako ng hindi 2 AM sa bahay. HAHAHAHA. Anyway, hinatid naman ako ng bunso kong kapatid na lalaki tapos sinamahan mag antay nung Grab na ni-book ko. I arrived at the airport ng mga around 12 AM. I self-checked in, got my boarding pass. Nagutom, kumain sa McDo, then waited. Delayed pa yung flight, mga 7 AM na ata nakaalis yung plane.

I arrived in Puerto Princesa around 8 or 9 AM. Pag baba ng plane, bumili ako ng snack kase gutom na ko, kumain ako ng McDo 1 AM, yun yung last na kain ko. Kaya bumili ako ng Chips Delight na cookies and malaking mineral water bottle.

I booked Emerald Travel Agency, so may sumundo sakin (Van) sa Puerto Princesa airport. Bumyahe na ulit from PPS to El Nido. 5 hours ang byahe. May mga stop over naman. I ate lunch pagka stop over.

I arrived at El Nido around 3 PM. Sumakay akong trike (tricycle) papuntang hotel.

My accommodation was in Desert Rose Hotel, in Corong-corong El Nido. I love the place! 10/10! Very quiet and peaceful. I also love the room that they booked me in. Ang laki ng room and spacious din yung CR! My bed was adjacent to a glass sliding door balcony. Beachfront din siya. Very accommodating and sobrang babait din ng owner.

After mag ayos ng gamit, nilagay ko lang yung mga damit ko sa cabinet, nag ayos na ulit ako kase nag decide ako na pumunta sa Lime Resort. Nakita ko sa tiktok na may day pass sila for 600 pesos. Consumable yung 300 pesos sa food and drinks and then may access na din sa rooftop pool nila. I hang out there. Ordered potato wedges and a mango shake, I swam and took pictures and videos. Around 5 or 6 PM I ordered pizza. I went back to my hotel around 7 or 8. Ni-take out ko na lang yung pizza na hindi ko naubos sa Lime Resort. I went to my room, took a shower, hang out at the balcony, eating the pizza and reading the book na dinala ko. Pagod pa ko sa byahe from Manila to El Nido kaya I decided na wag na muna pumuntang bayan, besides may island hopping tour ako ng 8 AM kinabukasan. So by 10 PM I ready myself to sleep. Nag alarm ako to make sure na hindi ako malate sa breakfast ng hotel and may susundo sakin para sa island hopping, para makapag ready pa ko.

DAY 2

I woke up 7 AM, sakto hahahahaha. Di naman ako na-late sa breakfast, they served it sa balcony ng room ko. Kinailangan ko lang mag madali kumain at mag ayos kase by 8 AM may susundo sakin.

I ate breakfast and wore my swimsuit. Yellow bikini, sinuot ko na lang din yung skirt butterfly. Sakto 8 AM sinundo na ko di pa ready yung mga dadalhin ko. I bought dry bag kase sabi nila need daw yun. Nilagay ko lang dun mga essentials, Sunblock lotion, shades, suklay, wallet, phone, power bank, and scarf.

Tour B yung first tour ko.

We went to

Cathedral Cave

Cudognon Cave

Snake Island

Pinagbuyatan

Entalula

Sobrang thankful kay kuyang tour guide! Ang galing kumuha ng pictures and videos. Kahit na mag isa lang ako nag travel to El Nido nakakuha pa din ako ng mga decent pictures and videos.

Sobrang sarap pa ng lunch huhu. Di ko napicturan yung lunch nung first tour tsaka second tour. Yung pang third na tour ko lang napicturan yung lunch.

I also made a friend. A family, pinay and German yung husband and mother in law niya, kasama yung 4 years old nilang anak na lalaki.

After ng island hopping, I went back to the hotel, showered, got ready to go out. 4 or 5 PM ata natapos yung island hopping. Nag lakad ako papuntang highway para maghanap ng trike (tricycle), 100 pesos isang byahe. I went to the town proper. Nag gala gala ako, daming kainan, pumili lang ako ng kainan, I decided I want fries and pasta. So I ordered, carbonara and fries and banana shake. After I ate, nag libot lang ulit ako, went to a bar, had a couple of drinks, hindi masyado kase yun nga, mag isa lang ako and I don't want to be wasted, may island hopping pa ulit ako kinabukasan. Bumili din ako ng t-shirts pang souvenir. Around 10 or 11 PM, I went back to my hotel.

DAY 3

Woke up around 6 AM, got ready para di ako gahol ulit pag sinundo. Para chill lang pag antay. I ate my breakfast as usual. Wore my green one piece swimsuit.

Tour C yung second tour ko

Hidden Beach

Matinloc Shrine

Helicopter Island

Talisay Beach

Small Lagoon

We couldn't go to the Secret Beach kase nagshu-shooting daw yung Survival Philippines dun.

I made new friends, I think mag bestfriend sila, two women from Italy. After daw nila sa El Nido dederetso sila sa Coron.

I also met this Italian guy, I think nasa 30 or 40+ na yung age, I didn't give him my number, but he did gave me his viber number and told me to message him. I didn't message him.

Maaga natapos yung tour, around 3 or 4 PM ata yun. So, after Island hopping, got ready again as usual to go out. I went to Las Cabanas beach, sabi nila maganda daw yung sunset dun, and they were right. I just hang out there. Hinintay yung sunset na bumaba while reading also the book na dinala ko. After ng sunset, kumain ako sa McDo dun sa Las Cabanas hahahahaha. Nag ikot lang ako dun, may cafe, bilihan ng swimsuits and all that. May gym din. After that I went to town proper, naghanap ulit ako ng cafe, nag crave ako sa frappe, tapos bumili ako ng mga pasalubong. Unti unti kase ako bumibili ng pasalubong. I went to Happiness bar and resto, sikat siya eh, nakita ko sa tiktok. HAHAHAHA. I hang out there, made a few friends, then went back to my hotel.

DAY 4

Same as usual, breakfast ano, then nag ready. Wore my sunflower two piece swimsuit. Sinundo ulit. Then deretso sa island hopping.

My last tour was Tour A

Big Lagoon

Shimizu Island

Seven Commando Beach

Secret Lagoon

Payong Payong Beach

After Island hopping nag stay ako saglit sa hotel ko, hinintay ko din yung sunset sa beachfront ng hotel, I took videos, then I went to the town proper again, to buy souvenirs and pasalubong. Nakasalubong ko ulit sila Cora, the family that I made friends with nung Tour B, I also saw the two women I made friends with sa Tour C. Nakalimutan ko name nila HAHAHAHAHA. Hindi ako nagtagal sa town proper after ko bumili ng mga pasalubong I went back na to my hotel, and then I packed, iniwan ko lang yung isang swimsuit na isusuot ko kinabukasan for my last day in Palawan.

DAY 5

I woke up early kase gusto ko maabutan yung sunrise. Wore my red one piece swimsuit.

Around 3 AM sinundo na ko ng trike driver (tour guide).

We went to Nacpan beach, Bulalacao falls, and Lio beach.

9 AM I went back to my hotel kase susunduin ako ng van ng mga 10:30 AM, 7:00 PM ang flight ko pabalik sa Manila.

By 11 AM ako nasundo. I bid my goodbye sa owner ng hotel, 5 hours ulit yung byahe papuntang PPS.

4 or 5 PM ako nakarating ng PPS airport, by 7 PM naka alis na yung plane, 9 PM ng gabi nasa Manila na ko.

Ang babait ng tao sa El Nido, mababait din yung mga trike driver, tour guides, and even the tourists. Everyone is so nice. Sobrang babalikan mo talaga. I never felt scared and threatened kahit na nasa ibang lugar ako at mag isa. I felt confident. All the people there were asking bakit mag isa ako. And sometimes sinasabi nila, "ang tapang mo ah". There's actually a family na nakasama ko din sa tour C, Pilipino. Matanda na yung mom and dad. May kasamang dalawang anak. Teenager yung babae, yung lalaki I think kaedad ko lang. I think they adopted me for a while nung nagtu-tour. Palagi nila ko tinatanong kung gusto ko ba magpa-picture. Palagi nila ko sinasabihan na sumama sa kanila or wag lalayo sa kanila. Kapag sinasamahan ako ni tour guide palagi nila binibilinan na ingatan or bantayan. They all said masyado akong matapang to travel alone. I just laughed. Deep inside I was also so thankful sa kanila. Because I knew ano man ang mangyari there are people na mine-make sure na maayos kang nakabalik ng hotel mo. Walang nang gugulo sayo. Basta all in all traveling alone, I thought may magiging bad experience ako. Since first time ko din, yun talaga inisip ko. Pero my God! Sobrang smooth and enjoy lang talaga. I crave now more to travel alone.

Plus, busog na busog mata ko sa mga pogi. CHARING! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

I will surely go back! Next time ita-try ko mag DIY na lang at wag na mag book ng travel agency. And maybe next time magsasama na ako. And maybe next time, sana! Mas matagal na stay na sa El Nido! HAHAHAHA.

Coron and Siargao next!

Sobrang saya lang din na naexperience ko mag solo travel and sa isa pa sa mga dream destination ko.

Full na nga yung sched ko ngayong year sa travel.

May - Boracay

June - Ilocos (If hindi matuloy baka sa ibang month, pero sure na mag camping kami sa tanay ng month na to)

July - Zambales

August - Bohol

And binabalak ko pang umalis ulit mag isa ng October or November.

Hopefully, lahat ng travel bucket list. Lahat ng dreams and goals. Mafulfill ko.

Will be posting pictures naman!

[jtdrawsalot]

I've always wanted to combine my love for language of flowers & my wish to make filipina heroes merch, so here we are. It was originally just four but I wanted the add the others I've planned eventually.

Filipina heroes as follows(start upper left)

1. Teresa Magbanua - daisy

2. Gregoria de Jesus -red rose

3. Urduja(new)- mimosa

4. Melchora Aquino - peonies

5. Gabriela Silang - gladiolus

6. Maria Clara(new) - tulips

[dear-indies]

Hello Cat 🐱 and Mouse 🐭!! I hope you’re having a lovely week! I hope you don’t mind me curiously asking, but who are your favourite lgbtqia+ faceclaims with acting resources, please? :) Thank you so much in advance <3 :)

Non-binary:

Sara Ramirez (1975) Mexican, some Irish - is non-binary (they/them).

Ser Anzoategui (1979) Argentinian and Paraguayan - is non-binary (they/them).

Charlyne Yi (1986) Yuki, Kapampangan Filipino, Korean, Mexican, Spanish, Irish, French, and German - is non-binary (they/them).

Asia Kate Dillon (1984) Ashkenazi Jewish / Unspecified - is non-binary and pansexual (they/them).

Kiley May (1987) Cayuga, Mohawk - is a two-spirit and genderqueer trans woman (she/they).

Mae Martin (1987) - non-binary (they/she).

Nico Tortorella (1988) - is genderfluid, poly and pansexual (they/them).

Poppy Liu (1990) Chinese - non-binary (they/she).

Olly Alexander (1990) -is non-binary and gay (he/him).

Vico Ortiz (1991) Puerto Rican - non-binary (they/them).

Jayr Tinaco (1991) Filipino - non-binary (he/they).

Theo Germaine (1992) - is non-binary (he/they).

Dua Saleh (1994) Tunjur Sudanese - non-binary and queer (they/xe).

Bilal Baig (1995) Pakistani - is genderqueer (they/them).

Mason Alexander Park (1995) Mexican and White - non-binary (they/them).

Quintessa Swindell (1997) African-American / White - is non-binary (he/they).

Blu del Barrio (1997) Argentinian - is non-binary (they/them).

Chella Man (1998) Hongkonger and Jewish - is deaf, genderqueer and pansexual (he/him).

Sivan Alyra Rose (1999) Chiricahua Apache, Afro-Puerto Rican / Creole - genderfluid and pansexual (she/they).

Lizeth Selene (1999) Mexican - is genderfluid and queer (they/she).

Two Spirit:

Kali Reis (1986) Wampanoag, Nipmuc, Cherokee, and Cape Verdean - is two-spirit (she/her) and openly queer.

Kiley May (1987) Cayuga, Mohawk - is a two-spirit and genderqueer trans woman (she/they).

Ellyn Jade / Jade Willoughby (1990) Ojibwe, Afro Jamaican, Taíno, British - is two-spirit (she/her) - not straight otherwise unspecified, has nephrotic syndrome and celiac’s disease.

Women:

Dominique Jackson (1975) Afro-Tobagonian - trans.

Ivory Aquino (1979) Filipino - is trans.

Angelica Ross (1980) African-American - is trans.

Beth Ditto (1981) - is queer.

Yetide Badaki (1981) Yoruba Nigeiran - is bisexual.

Kate Siegel (1982) Russian Jewish, Moldovan Jewish, Polish Jewish, German Jewish - is bisexual.

T'Nia Miller (1985) Afro-Jamaican - is a lesbian.

Monica Raymund (1986) Dominican / English, Ashkenazi Jewish - is bisexual.

Poyd Treechada Petcharat (1986) Thai - is trans.

Alba Flores (1986) Romani, Spanish [including Andalusian] - is a lesbian.

Nicole Byer (1986) African-American - she doesn't identify as straight but is uncomfortable using labels.

Kiley May (1987) Cayuga, Mohawk - is a two-spirit and genderqueer trans woman (she/they).

Evan Rachel Wood (1987) - is bisexual.

Ali Stroker (1987) - is bisexual and parapelegic.

Michaela Coel (1987) Ghanaian - is aromantic.

Pearl Mackie (1987) Unspecified Afro-Caribbean / English - is bisexual.

Mae Whitman (1988) - is pansexual.

Megan Stalter (1990) - is bisexual.

Michaela Jaé Rodriguez (1991) African-American / African-American and Puerto Rican - is trans.

Denée Benton (1991) African-American - is bisexual.

Patti Harrison (1991) Vietnamese / White - is trans.

Beanie Feldstein (1993) Ashkenazi Jewish - is openly dating a woman but hasn’t labelled her sexuality publicly.

Beanie Feldstein (1993) Ashkenazi Jewish - doesn’t wish to label her sexuality but is openly dating another woman.

Jasmin Savoy Brown (1994) African-American / English, German, one quarter Norwegian, some Scots-Irish/Northern Irish - is a lesbian.

Bronwyn James (1994) - is queer.

Zión Moreno (1995) Mexican of Unspecified Indigenous and Spanish - is a trans.

Coty Camacho (1995) Mixtec and Zapotec - is pansexual.

Sasha Lane (1995) African-American / Unspecified Māori, Irish, Scottish, Cornish, English, Sorbian, French, German, Belgian, Dutch, Russian, Italian - is gay and has schizoaffective disorder.

Nicole Maines (1997) - is trans.

Mia Healey (1998) - is bisexual.

Erin Kellyman (1998) Afro-Jamaican / Irish - is a lesbian.

Star Slade (1999) Metis / Vietnamese - is pansexual.

Ella Hunt (1998) - is queer.

Savannah Lee Smith (2000) African-American, some websites says that she’s mixed - is bisexual.

Georgie Stone (2000) - is trans.

Celia Rose Gooding (2000) African-American - is bisexual and grey asexual, uses she/they.

Auli'I Cravalho (2000) 37.5% Puerto Rican, 31.25% Kānaka Maoli, 25% Portuguese, ‭4.6875‬‬% Chinese, ‭1.5625‬% Irish - is bisexual.

Josie Totah (2001) Palestinian / Lebanese, Italian, Irish, German - is trans.

Men:

Paco León (1974) - is bisexual.

Haaz Sleiman (1976) Lebanese - is gay.

Conrad Ricamora (1979) Filipino / German and Irish - is gay.

Ben Whishaw (1980) - is gay.

Brian Michael Smith (1983) African-American - is trans.

François Arnaud (1985) - is bisexual.

Hale Appleman (1986) Ashkenazi Jewish / Irish, English - is queer.

Ryan O'Connell (1986) - is gay and has cerebral palsy.

Joel Kim Booster (1988) Korean - is gay and has bipolar disorder.

Nyle DiMarco (1989) - is sexually fluid and deaf.

Harvey Guillén (1990) Mexican - is queer.

Bowen Yang (1990) Chinese - is gay.

Jake Borelli (1991) - is gay.

Jake Choi (1992) Korean - is sexually fluid.

Ronen Rubinstein (1993) Russian Jewish - is bisexual.

Connor Jessup (1994) - is gay.

Rafael L. Silva (1994) Brazilian - is gay.

Justice Smith (1995) African-American / Italian, French-Canadian - is queer.

Josh Castille (1995) - is gay and deaf.

Tyler Luke Cunningham (1995) Black British - is trans.

Jordan Gonzalez (1995) Cuban - is trans.

Sydney Mae Diaz (1995) Unspecified - is trans.

Leo Sheng (1996) Chinese - is trans.

Tyler Alvarez (1997) Cuban / Puerto Rican - is gay.

Omar Ayuso (1998) Morrocan and Spanish - is gay.

Nakayama Satsuki (1998) Japanese - is trans and asexual.

Bolded those who have no or few gif packs!

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[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC F/AotW Jan 7 - 13, 2024

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

BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW

Complete BOLAS list - Week of Jan 7 - 13

CRIMES OF PASSION

Crimes F!MC Fanart 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms

Hello, Goodbye - Jimmy Rose ✒️ by @inlocusmads

Hello, Goodby - Fanart 🎨by @lilyoffandoms

kindness and other things you can expect from your boss 🎨| Trystan Thorne x F!MC by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd for @inlocusmads

Sebastyan Thorne Case File🎨by @lilyoffandoms

Second Language (Series) ✒️ | Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @inlocusmads Chapter 2

The 2 AM Christmas Tree Farm ✒️| Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls

A COURTESAN OF ROME

ACOR MC 🎨 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

THE ELEMENTALISTS

Beckett Harrington Fanart 🎨 by @artbyalz

Shreya Mistry Fanart🎨Ⓜ️ by @ayayapap

HIGH SCHOOL STORY

Aiden Zhou x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @hydn-jpg for @cadybear420

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Immortal Desires NB!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aallotarenunelma

IT LIVES

No Second Chances ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Lincoln Aquino (McQuoid) x M!MC - @linkysmommy

Noah x MC Fanart 🎨 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Spirit, Stay Gentle (1/2) ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️‍🌈| Lincoln McQuoid x M!MC - @abelflints

NIGHTBOUND

His Barbie, Her Ken ✒️🔹| Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian

Nik Ryder x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @artbyalz for @ladylamrian

OPEN HEART

Complete Open Heart list - Week of Jan 7 - 13

PERFECT MATCH

Hayden Young x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @somewillwin for @rosepetals1

RED CARPET DIARIES

Post Christmas Bliss 🎨🔹| Thomas Hunt x F!OC - by @wisejazz (C: @theartoflovingthomashunt)

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Complete TRR list - Week of Jan 7 - 13

VEIL OF SECRETS

Jeff Duffy x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

WAKE THE DEAD

Twenty-Five ✒️🔹| Troy Hassan, F!MC - @jerzwriter