#sruti💕

[monsoonblooms12]

Sui Generia is such an interesting name you have me intrigued. Can I have something to quench my curiosity Queen Manamee? 💜

I am glad that it captured your attention, my lovely. Here's a lil sneak peek from the fic (the title's supposed to be Sui Generis, but I made a typo and now I am embarrassed 🙈)

She was comely, and her mannerisms depicted an innocence unique to her. An innocence that wasn't accompanied by nervousness, but confidence. A thought passed through his mind like a flash, and it caught even him by surprise.

As his eyes traced every corner of the room, taking in the details subconsciously, his eyes incidentally fell on the door. Red fabric met his eye, and the brown locks that danced as the woman looked around attracted his attention towards her.

Whoever she was spending her evening with, was one lucky fellow.

Basically an AU where E&P are each other's blind date.

Thank you so much for the ask, lovely Sruti💖

WIP ask game

[starryeyedrookie]

@choicesfandomappreciation

P.S. : Sorry for the delay

Thank you so much for this, Sruti! It’s so beautiful and I am once again blown away by your talent. Thank you, also, for all the kindness, support, and joy that you bring to this fandom❤️❤️❤️

[potionsprefect]

Hey! With all that's going on in the fandom I think it's the best time to celebrate all of the different, unique and beautiful Ethan x MC relationships. So here I am with a relationship check for your babies! So drop :

Their first photo

Their most recent photo

Photo from their favorite trip together

Photo doing their favorite activity

His favorite photo of her

Her favorite photo of him

His favorite photo of them

Her favorite photo of them

Hope this brings some joy! Have fun. Love ya! 💜

Sruti! I’m so happy to see you in my ask box!

Gonna put a readmore underneath because this will be long 😂

Their First Photo

Their Most Recent Photo

Photo From Their Favourite Trip Together

Photo Doing Their Favourite Activity

(Attending events together is their favourite thing lol)

His Favourite Photo of Her

Her Favourite Photo of Him

His Favourite Photo of Them

Her Favourite Photo of Them

Thank you to those who made edits for me! 💕

And yes Victoria wears the same outfit more than once lol, she likes to recycle a couple times before getting rid of certain dresses

[a-crepusculo]

Happiest Birthday Mia! Hope you have a lovely day! 💜💕

My loveliest Sruti!!!

Aaaaah, thank you so so much for thinking of me and sending me this. Wherever you are, I hope you’re having a great day too, my friend! Love ya 🤍

[headoverheelsforramsey]

Sruti ❤️ hope you're doing so so so well lovely!

” you shouldn't be here. ” for Ethan x meera please 💕

Rubyyy! It's been almost a month but I'm finally done with this! It'll be up tomorrow. Thank you so much for being so patient, I hope you like what I have done with this. 😇💜

Also stock up on tissues just in case. 😉

[lsvdw-blog]

I am asking one random question today! Because why not?!

What colour is most prominent in Serena's closet?

Serena's closet has always had an affinity for red, including hues of it, like pink, coral, maroon, etc. She thinks it makes her dark hair pop. Girl also loves a good neutral palette though and her closet is also filled with lots of white, black, and camel colored items, but red (and it's off-shades) will always be her one true love ❤

Thanks for the ask, Sruti! Hope you have a fantastic week 💕

[jerzwriter]

Thank you so much, dear Sruti! 💕💕💕

At least I fixed them within the same fic; no need to drag the pain. But I love these moments, it would be great if clarity always came in neat, tidy ways, but sometimes we need to feel danger/loss before the big picture becomes clear.

Thanks so much for reading & sharing! 💕💕

little ask because i love reading about ethan’s pov: what would ethan’s reactions/ thoughts be if he saw your mc’s face light up/ brighten immediately as she saw ethan enter the room? you can choose whatever timeline you like 💘

I went for the angst. 😏 Thanks for the ask, Mal!

Book:             Open Heart (Book 2 – after attack)

Pairing:          Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee MacClennan)

Rating:           Teen +

Warnings: Traumatic situation; near death.

Category:      Angsty fluff

Summary:     Ethan is reeling in the aftermath of the attack, and only one thing brings him back home.

Words:            1476 @choicesmonthlychallenge - Flufftober - Always

Ethan Ramsey was a practical man, a man who believed in science. He put no stock in things like luck, faith, and omens. They were things of fables, stories to be told, but they had no place in his life. There were no good or bad days; there were merely days, and what each of us did within them would guarantee their outcome. That’s what he believed, or at least what he had believed, and was fighting to hold on to right now.

The past eighteen months had taken their toll. Losing Dolores, nearly lost Naveen. He made some foolish decisions… though he only regretted a few. And though he was loathe to admit it, he fell in love. While that would be joyful for most, for Ethan Ramsey, it opened a Pandora’s box of emotions he was not yet equipt to handle. So he wandered the frightening, unfamiliar terrain. Alone.

He loved her. He loved her. Yet he denied her time and time again, injuring her almost as much as he injured himself with each blow. Yet through it all, she never gave up. Not once. She never turned him away when she would be well within her rights to do so. His lip began to quiver.

“Good evening, Dr. Ramsey. Still here?” Maureen asked as he traipsed down the hall. 

A swallow and a nod were all he could manage, and she offered a sympathetic smile in return. They had been through so much in the past day, and it wasn't a time to pry. 

He clumsily grasped the doorknob on his office’s door. He had never been more eager to get inside, to be alone, to allow the darkness and silence to envelop him so maybe he’d finally have time to absorb, to feel, to think. He needed to think… but God, what would happen when he did?

He closed the door behind him and locked it shut, making no attempt to reach for the light. His tall frame collapsed against the hardwood, sliding slowly to the floor. He could no longer evade it. It was time to give in.

There is a cost to being a doctor. He had the ability to save lives, so the luxury of crumbling under pressure and allowing emotion to take control was not afforded to him. Not when a patient’s life was in the balance. Not when he needed to interrupt a parent lost in prayer for their child. And not when he watched in horror as the life slipped away of the woman he loved.

Kaycee.

His beloved Kaycee.

The one bright light he had found within an abysmal storm was being snuffed out before his very eyes.

He wanted to fall apart, and no one would have judged if he had. He longed to lash out and angrily berate a God he didn’t believe in, then dissolve into a heap of tears as he begged the same God for His mercy.

Please. Take him. Take anything but not her… not Kaycee. There was no way he couldn’t survive it if….

No.

He wasn’t allowed to go there. He was a doctor, she needed him, and failure wasn’t an option.

So the emotion was pushed down, deep down, as he worked in tandem with friend and enemy alike. He would have offered his soul to the devil himself if it gave Kaycee a chance to see the morning’s sun. That’s what mattered. Nothing more. 

He worked tirelessly through the night, only breaking to sit at her side. To hold her and offer a comfort and hope that he himself was failing to find, but he found it for her. He’d do anything for her. That’s what he told himself as he watched her slip away. Her rosy cheeks faded to gray, and the light in her eyes all but diminished. He knew the signs… they were losing… and without her…

So he talked to her. He spoke of all the things they had yet to do, the things they should have already done. He willed her to hold on, to fight. They’d find a way… he’d find a way… she had to hold on… he wasn’t letting her go. 

And when the sun’s first rays began to shine that morning, he didn’t know if God or main prevailed, and he’d save that deliberation for another day. He swore he saw the color rise in her the moment he slipped the needle into her arm, and she smiled. That smile… he never thought he’d see it… his heart skipped a beat; he couldn’t catch his breath.

She was going to make it.

She was going to survive!

He pulled her in his arms without a care in the world. She wasn’t the only one coming back to life.

“Kaycee,” he muttered, “before anything else, I have to say….”

“Ethan,” June belted from the door, “Mr. and Mrs. MacClennan are….”

She didn’t finish the words before they burst through the door and rushed to their daughter’s side, and Kaycee collapsed into the warmth and protection of her parent’s arms… and he smiled. A talk would need to be had, and the path forward needed to be defined, but right now, all that mattered was… she was safe. His Kaycee was safe, and tomorrow was no longer a dream.

So he left the room and trudged down the hall, exhausted and weak, the bottled emotions unable to be contained any longer. Maureen almost caught him, and he was sure she saw. Allowing him to enter his chamber unencumbered, to let his feelings finally flow, was a mercy he would be sure to thank her for in the days to come, but for now… he wept. 

He wept for the poor decisions of the past and the time they had lost. He cried over the ordeal she had endured and the road that lay ahead. His body shook as his mind absorbed how close he came to losing her, and he wished more than anything that he was at her side right now. But to the world, he was her boss, a friend at best. No one knew that she was the one thing that made his heart sing, the only person who ever ignited his soul and made him long to be the man they both knew he could be.

His Kaycee.

He’d do anything to be with her now, but he hadn’t earned that right. He’d have to wait patiently like she had waited for him. He had to be strong. 

A loud knock at the door startled him. He wiped his face on his sleeves, no longer caring if someone saw his pain. He had witnessed the gates of hell. Though he was tired and would need to collect himself from this trauma, there was one thing he was no longer do -  he could no longer hide.

“Dr. Ramsey,” a small voice spoke. “She’s asking for you. Kaycee wants to see you.”

“Uh… Dr. Trinh, shouldn’t she be resting?”

The tiny doctor, diminutive only in size, crossed her arms and sized him up accordingly. 

“Ethan. I haven’t forgotten our conversation, and I’m not letting you off the hook. Go to her! She needs you… and I’m pretty sure you need her, too.”  

With tears in his eyes, he silently nodded and turned to walk to her room. Though he could barely wait to see her again, he was filled with worry and fear. Would she forgive him for his past mistakes? Did she still want him? Or would facing death have given her the clarity to move on? Would her parents take one look at him and realize… and if they did, what would they see? Adrenaline was gone, and exhaustion was setting in, his legs barely carried him to the door – but he’d walk in this condition for miles if that’s what she needed.    

Kaycee was reclined on the bed when he entered the room, and while her ordeal was clearly etched on her face, he was certain he had never seen a more beautiful sight. She weakly turned her head away from her mother and caught Ethan’s eyes, then her face went aglow. The creases on her brow melted away, and her quivering lips formed a smile. The light he watched fade once again shone brightly in her eyes, and she ignited his heart with just one look. 

She would later tell him that she could never forget that moment. The breath of relief that escaped his chest, the smile on his face, or the undeniable love in his eyes. No words were needed; she knew her forever belonged to him at that very moment.

When she asked what he felt, he said his heart had finally found its way home, and he knew he would never be foolish enough to leave again.

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[monsoonblooms12]

Hello, hello, hello my dearest Manamee! Just here to remind you that you are a star and a queen, an amazing person and a wonderful creator. I am so glad our paths crossed and I came to know you.💞

I love you, Pooja and Ethan from the bottom of my heart. I made you something for all the love and support you have shown to me and my works.

Now my skills are very mediocre yet I tried my best, hope you like it. Thank you for making the fandom a better place. 💜

Aahh? Aaahh?! AAAHHHH?!!?!

Sruti, oh my god. Oh My God. OH. MY. GOD!

They look so gorgeous, hot damn. The stylish couple at a gala and the sexy couple at the beach, my babies look so beautiful in both the edits🤩

I cannot tell you just how much your words mean to me. I am so grateful that our paths crossed and that I got to know you, because tumblr wouldn't have been the same without you for me. And coming from such a talented creator as yourself, it means so much that you like the content I put out, it means the world to me.

Thank you a thousand times for your kindness and for these beautiful edits, I love and appreciate you so much, my dearest❤

[monsoonblooms12]

@choicesfandomappreciation

P.S. : Sorry for the delay

SRUTI😭😭

This is so beautiful, that pick of Jen😍 Thank YOU for all you do, from fics to edits to amazing characters, your talent knows no bounds. And the way you are so supportive of everyone around you always warms my heart and inspires me. You are the loveliest, thank you so much for thinking of me. So grateful for you❤❤

[monsoonblooms12]

Happy Diwali dearest Manamee! ♥️

I hope you have a great one! 🥰

A veryy Happy Diwali to you too, my lovely Sruti❤

I hope you have a great one too💕💕

[wisdoms-daughter-walks-alone]

Thank you so much Sruti💕🥰

-gryffindordaughterofathena

DENIAL(1/5)

Book: Open Heart

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Diana Ramirez

Category: Angst, lots of it

Summary: Pain is like a drop of poison, it withers you from within.

A series of drabbles, where Diana deals with Ethan's departure to the Amazons.

Series masterlist

It rains....

the gleaming facade of his apartment stood in front of her, harsh and unrelenting The neon lights from the street lamps a sharp contrast to the dark hallway to the path leading to his home. Empty streets and unkept promises mocking her, tearing her apart.

She stands in the down pour, the water soaking through her scrubs, hair plastered to her face.

"He has left for the Amazons"

No he can't

"His flight left Last night"

No it hasn't

She doesn't believe it.

It's raining.

She doesn't care.

Finally her legs give away and she sits on the curb.

The night envelopes her.

𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹

Taglist under cut:

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[headoverheelsforramsey]

First of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE MC IN ALL OF TUMBLRVERSE and secondly someone also told me that you share your birthday with Meera, so Happy Birthday Sruti💜💜💜 Thank you so much for all the Happiness (and angst) that you bring to our corner of the fandom and for sharing my enthusiasm in all things Bangali, I love you and Meera loads and loads❤❤

I tried making something for you, and I hope you like it

Thank you so much for being my adopted Didi in tumblr and for being the best! I hope both you and Meera have the best Birthday ever💜

Driiiiii!!!! 😭😭

I freaking screamed when I saw this in the notifs. Thank you so much for always sticking by and being there. 🥺

I know it's not been long since we have met each other but it kinda feels like we have been sisters forever. I love you 💕

Now coming to the Manip, oh my effing god! I have been staring at my babies since forever! Look at Meera cracking up Ethan, this is the side of the stoic Dr. Ramsey that only she brings out! This is literally so perfect 🤩 and why is it everytime you send me something the urge to change my pfp intensifies? I think I won't be able to resist it this time! 😌

Thank you once again from me and my brainchild Meera, we are so lucky to have you in our lives! ❤️

[potionsprefect]

Happy Birthday Alice!

Enjoy your day to the fullest, have loads of fun and eat loads of cake. I love you 💗💜

Sruti! Thank you so much! I love you lots 💕

[monsoonblooms12]

Yeh Dooriyan: Ethan & Meera

Lockscreen/Phone Wallpapers for @headoverheelsforramsey (Thank you so much for the request, queenie <3)

Like or Reblog if you use🖤

Want something similar? Send me a choices based-lockscreen wallpaper request here <3

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[monsoonblooms12]

Thank you so much for the tag, lovely Sruti @headoverheelsforramsey❤���

This is a snippet from the visual prompt ask laying in my inbox and I am having my time bringing back post Amazon pining back.

Idiotic.

That's the only word he could use to describe his actions. He could think of a trillion excuses, travel through a hundred winds on the roads of justification, but nothing would be enough to balance out the pain he was giving her. Not even his playlist of curses that he played in his mind every day to remind himself what he truly was.

An asshole.

As soon as the his steps took him to the outdoors, the crisp cold winds blew through his hair, and he cherished the moment. The apricity hugged him, and the scene that met his eyes, the world draped with a veil of phosphorescing snow, generated an euphoria he was unfamiliar with. As a miniscule flakelet fell on his outstretched hand, he realized that no one need to spend a billion dollars to get happiness. It was hidden amidst ordinary things and the only thing one had to do was keep foraging for it.

(Inspiration has been non-exsistent, but I am pushing myself to get this done)

Tagging: @stygianflood @estellaelysian @terrm9 @schnitzelbutterfingers @jamespotterthefirst and anyone else who wants to join it💕

Last Line WIP Game

Tagged by @momentofmemory

From my Teen Wolf / Numb3rs Crossover:

Melissa knocked against the open door, as she pushed it farther ajar. “Hey,” she called, stepping into Scott’s room and surveying the mess of clothes he had scattered across the bed. “How’s the packing coming?”

Tagging: @scribeoffate @chickiefoo @elleflies @flutteringphalanges @thewollfgang

[monsoonblooms12]

Fanfic Writers Appreciation

Hello loveliest Sruti @headoverheelsforramsey! So it's Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day, and since you are such an amazing writer, you deserve to be appreciated. And that's why I am here for. I still remember reading Yeh Dooriyaan and thinking "Wow. Just Wow." I was left at a loss of words, at how the emotions ran high, caught me in their web. I loved how you made the events progress and how Meera withstood it all, like a mountain standing tall even after hundreds of thunderstorms and avalanches. And since then, my awe of your talent has just increased. Every tale of yours that I read, left me feeling a plethora of emotions, each opening up a different music box, of a different taste. You painted the story of E&M in colours I didn't know existed but was glad to discover. I don't think it would be an exaggeration that it was Yeh Dooriyan that inspired me to write Belamour. All this is nothing in front of your talent but unfortunately I don't think I can ever sum it up in mere words. Just know that I am so grateful for your stories and your works. Thank you and Love you❤

Oh, and also a little something I made. Hope you like it💕