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Hide and Snake 🐍 (Part 2) (Ominis x F!MC)
Part 2 is finally here! As a reminder, this fic is meant to be inspired by the horror movie Ready or Not, which you can find the summary of here! The events in this part will be different from the movie of course, but the central plot of the movie is still present. Enjoy!
Once again, a shoutout to @huntress-valkyrie for the idea for this. Tagging @myrachondria as promised! Enjoy! 💕
Hide and Snake (Part 2) - Ominis Gaunt x Female MC
Summary: The game is officially on. MC and Ominis try to survive the night. (2.9k words)
Warnings: NSFW 18+, lots of viol3nc3 and d34th in this one, again, it is inspired by a horror movie, also Marvolo is extra nasty in this one so be warned! Part 1 does contain smut though fyi!
Part 1 here!
Part 3 here!
*artwork by the insanely talented @margottheviking!! 💕
MC was in a state of daze as she was dragged through the Gaunt manor, Ominis pulling her along as he ran. She didn’t even hear him shouting her name until he grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her out of her trance.
“MC PLEASE! Come back to me please!” He screamed, his blue eyes wet with tears. She was jolted back to reality. “I’m here. I’m sorry! I just-“ she stopped talking, unsure of what to say.
“No. I’m sorry.” He was now sobbing. “I knew they would put up a fight the moment I asked you to marry me. I just never thought it would get this bad. I’m so sorry!”
MC cupped his face with her hands, wiping his tears with her thumbs. “Baby, we’re going to get through this. I promise! You know this house. Where can we hide? We’re winning this stupid game and we’re getting out of here!”
Ominis was silent, thinking for a moment. “You’re going to hate this idea, but I think we can hide in the cellar.” MC did hate the idea, but she felt like she had no choice. Yesterday, when MC first arrived at the home, Ominis had given her a quick tour. He begrudgingly showed her the door to the cellar, which was better known to the rest of the Gaunts as the torture room. It was the place where they held muggles prisoner and tortured them. It was the room where Ominis himself was tortured until he agreed to casting the cruciatus curse on muggles. It wasn’t a room either of them wanted to be in, but because it was dark and expansive, it provided a good enough temporary hiding spot. As the two of them began running in that direction, Ominis couldn’t help but notice the eerie silence.
“The music stopped.” He whispered. Meaning the Gaunts were officially hunting them down. Ominis listened for the sounds of footsteps, pointing in the general direction of where he heard them, down the hall near the kitchen. The door to the cellar was right next to the kitchen entrance. They tiptoed down the hallway, MC leading the way, focusing on what she could see, while Ominis focused on what he could hear. They placed their backs against the wall of the long hallway they were making their way down and were almost to the kitchen, waiting to hear the sound of footsteps receding before continuing. MC peered around the hallway corner, seeing Marvolo walking away from the kitchen.
“Marvolo’s leaving the kitchen area. We can make a run for the door.” MC whispered to Ominis. MC took Ominis’s hand and began a quiet dash towards the door, but failed to notice a tall standing plant nearby, MC brushing it with her dress. It wobbled slightly, the sound echoing through the silent manor. MC darted back behind the wall, taking Ominis with her, running back up the hallway. They heard Marvolo’s footsteps coming back towards the kitchen area, taunting them as he got closer.
“Oooooh, halfblood? Are you over here sweetheart? Be a good girl for me and come out wherever you are!” His voice echoed, as he went into the kitchen.
MC and Ominis continued to the other end of the hallway, but were stopped as they heard more voices nearby, those of his parents. They were cornered, with Gaunts approaching on either side of the hallway. They needed to think fast.
“Darling, Is this the hallway with the dumbwaiter?” Ominis whispered. MC’s head whipped around, her eyes locking on it a second later, a few steps away. She pulled him towards it, opening it up as gently as she could. It was fairly large for a dumbwaiter. They could both potentially fit inside. MC climbed into it first, moving over so that Ominis could join her, but he didn’t.
“Sweetheart, please get in, we're going to get caught!” She whispered angrily.
“We need to split up, I need to draw them away from you. If they’re focused on me, they’ll pay less attention to you.”
MC began to panic. “No. Nonononono! Ominis no. We’re not splitting up. Please. We’re supposed to stick together!” She started to cry, terrified at the prospect of going through this alone, despite knowing he was probably right.
“Darling please. All they’ll do is hurt me, but they’ll kill you. It’s you they want. If I can buy you time then I will. What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t protect my wife?” He squeezed MC’s hand. MC knew she wasn’t going to win this, and they could hear Marvolo’s footsteps exiting the kitchen, continuing to taunt and yell as he approached the hallway. MC leaned forward and pulled Ominis into a long kiss, her tears wetting his own cheeks, before she pulled away, pulling the dumbwaiter door shut, remaining perfectly still and quiet. The timing was perfect, because as she closed the door, she could hear Marvolo’s voice talking to Ominis.
“Hello little brother! Where did your little bitch run off to?”
“You think I’d tell you?! So you could put your filthy hands all over her?!” Ominis growled.
“Careful little brother!” Marvolo chuckled. “You know, she’s got a smart mouth, that one. Can’t wait to feel that smart mouth gagging on my cock later ton-“
Marvolo’s disgusting comment was interrupted by a Depulso cast from Ominis, followed by the sound of Marvolo hitting the wall. This was followed by the sounds of a back and forth spell casting fight, as well as groans and yells from both boys.
MC squeezed her eyes shut as she listened, worried for Ominis and feeling so helpless. The fighting lasted for several minutes, neither boy backing down before she heard the sound of Ominis’s parents enter the hallway, his father finally subduing him with a cruciatus curse. MC quietly sobbed at the sound of his screams, her hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet. If only she had her wand, she’d annihilate his entire family right now without a second thought. But she had nothing. Not even a muggle weapon to defend herself. Had she not ditched her heels earlier when they initially ran out of the dining room, she would have even used that. All she could do was listen as they dragged him off. He was still putting up a fight, and she heard his mother say she was going to lock him in his room so that he couldn’t be a distraction any longer. Now she was really alone.
She waited until she heard their footsteps recede. She couldn’t stay there. She was actually shocked they didn’t think to check the dumbwaiter, Ominis indeed being a distraction. With her ear to the dumbwaiter door, she waited another minute to make sure no one was in the hallway before she slowly opened the door. She climbed out, looking to her left, which was the direction she heard the Gaunts go, but when she looked to the right, she was met with the face of Marvolo’s wife. The one who’s name she never learned because of how insignificant she was to the rest of the family.
As far as MC knew, this woman was about her age, but she looked older, likely due to the stress brought on by her husband aging her. MC had no idea how long the woman had been standing there. Had she been there the whole time? She simply stood still staring at MC, so MC decided to try a gentle approach. MC held her hands up as she spoke, letting her know that she was unarmed.
“Hi. I know we don’t really know each other, but I would really appreciate it if you let me go. You’ve seen how awful these people are, how they treat their own. And I know your husband is the worst of them all. Please?”
She looked at MC, displaying a sad look on her face. She glanced around, as if she was checking if the coast was clear, but before MC could breathe a sigh of relief, the woman gave her a wicked smile before screaming “I found her!”
“Bitch!” MC yelled as she tried to make a run for it, but the woman grabbed her, a fight ensuing. The two women were slapping each other and pulling at each other’s hair, taking turns pushing each other into the wall. In the scuffle, MC managed to push the woman into the open dumbwaiter and attempted to turn the dumbwaiter on to send her away in it. But as MC turned the dumbwaiter on, the woman lunged at her. However, it was too late, as the dumbwaiter was already moving when she lunged at MC, the dumbwaiter crushing her body, killing her instantly.
MC only had half a second to freak out before she needed to leave, hearing footsteps getting closer. As she went to run, she didn’t realize her dress was caught on the now broken dumbwaiter, which resulted in part of the bottom portion of her dress tearing off. She took off running towards the kitchen, pulling open the door to the cellar and heading inside. She didn’t pull the door all the way shut though, leaving it cracked so she could hear what the family’s next move was going to be.
Unsurprisingly, the family didn’t have much of a reaction to the dead body that was hanging out of their dumbwaiter, outside of Marvolo saying that he was going to “kill that bitch”. Mrs. Gaunt was going to go to Ominis and see if she could coax him into giving MC up, while the men were supposed to keep looking for MC. The family split up, none of them coming towards her direction.
She thought about her options. On the one hand, she could stay in the cellar hiding until sunrise. But there was no way she could leave Ominis alone at the mercy of his family, who already had no issue harming him. Plus, she didn’t believe that the Gaunts would hold up their end of the bargain if she survived the night anyway. Her other option was to go find Ominis and end his stupid family once and for all. She decided on the latter as she tore the rest of the bottom half of her dress off, the dress now reaching her knees, making it easier to run in.
MC cracked the cellar door open a bit more this time, listening for noise. When she heard nothing, she creeped from behind the door, peering into the kitchen making sure it was clear. Her wand was in the same room that Ominis was being held captive in, so she needed something else to defend herself with. She was hopeful that the kitchen had knives, and to her surprise, it did. She found the largest one and turned to leave with it, but she was met by a pair of house elves, a male and female. She had forgotten about the Gaunt’s house elves. She almost ran, remembering how bad her encounter with Marvolo’s wife almost went, but when she looked over the elves, then genuinely looked scared. They didn’t seem like a threat, or at least she hoped they weren’t.
“Hello!” she said to them kindly, hoping to win them over.
“Oh, hello Lady Gaunt! Can we be of service?” The male house elf inquired.
Her heart fluttered at the title. Even with all the chaos of the night, this was still her wedding day, and she technically was a Gaunt now. But then a realization hit her. These were the Gaunt family house elves, meaning that they listened to all members of the family, now including her.
“Yes, actually, you can! I’m trying to get to my husband’s bedroom, you know, Ominis. But I’m trying to not be seen by anyone else. Can you help me cause a distraction so I can rescue Ominis and get us out of here? If you’re able to help me, I’ll free you both tonight.”
The female house elf spoke up next. “Do you mean that, Lady Gaunt? We’d be happy to help. The Gaunts are not kind to us elves, except Master Ominis.”
“Yes. I mean it. Now, I just need Mr. and Mrs. Gaunt as well as Marvolo out of my way and away from that room. Can you do that for me?” The two elves nodded at MC and vanished. MC took a deep breath before marching out of the kitchen, her knife and a new found confidence in tow.
MC made her way quietly towards Ominis’s bedroom. Finding the men standing by the staircase that went down to the foyer off to the right of where she was hiding. To the left of her was the door to the bedroom. Behind the door she could hear Mrs. Gaunt torturing Ominis, casting the cruciatus curse on him over and over until he confessed to where MC was hiding, which he never did. His cries of pain made her blood boil. She wanted them to pay. She wanted to torture all three of them for everything they did to the man she loved. Her mind began going to a dark place, thinking of all the ways she wanted to hurt them.
Suddenly, a loud exploding sound rang through the manor, followed by several more exploding sounds, and a symphony of glass objects shattering. It took MC a moment to realize that this was the house elves’s distraction - fireworks. Marvolo and Mr. Gaunt dashing to the living room where the fireworks were coming from, no doubt concerned about the damage that was likely befalling the home from the indoor fireworks. MC waited by the bedroom door, seeing it open a moment later, Mrs. Gaunt poking her head out to see what was going on. MC took advantage of her guard being down and the noise filling the home, sneaking up behind her with a vase she found in the hallway, bringing the vase down hard on her head, knocking her unconscious.
MC found Ominis on the floor in a fetal position, shaking and whimpering. She ran to him, sinking to her knees next to him. “Ominis!” She cried out. “Ominis it’s me! I’m here. We’re getting out of here. I love you.” MC began to cry as she watched his broken form, As anger stewed in her, she held him in her arms, stroking his hair. After a few minutes, his breathing became normal and he sat up, returning her embrace. “MC, darling what are you doing here? I told you to stay hidden.” Tears ran down his cheeks as his hands rubbed up and down her shoulders, his hands still shaky. MC simply smiled, repeating the exact thing he had said to her earlier that night - “What kind of wife would I be if I didn’t protect my husband?” Ominis’s hands came up to MC’s face, cupping her cheeks before pulling her into a soft kiss. As much as MC didn’t want to pull away, she knew she had to. They weren’t in the clear yet, and still needed to escape the manor.
MC helped Ominis up, but as she turned around, they were met with Mrs. Gaunt having just stood up, albeit wobbly from being hit so violently with that vase. “You stupid halfblood! You come into this house and try to ruin our family, and then you try to kill us all?! I won’t stand for that!” Mrs. Gaunt lunged at MC, knocking her to the ground, desperately trying to remove the knife from MC’s hand. Their wands still had not been located yet, so both Ominis and MC were still defenseless. A struggle ensued, Mrs. Gaunt managing to get a hold of the knife for only a moment, but it was long enough time for her to slash MC’s side with the knife, MC screaming in agony. Ominis attempted to pull his mother off of MC, with his mother not letting go of MC. The three of them were an entanglement of limbs, Ominis managing to get a hold of the knife that his mother was now trying to pry from his hands. All the while, Ominis’s senses were overwhelmed, his hearing unable to help him as the two women screamed over each other, and being unable to sense anything without his wand. Eager to get the knife, Mrs. Gaunt violently pulled Ominis towards her, his disorientation causing him to fall forward on top of his mother, the knife plunging directly into her chest.
MC froze. Although Ominis’s family was out to kill her, and she wanted them to pay for the pain they had caused him, she didn’t want Ominis hurt, and she certainly didn’t want Ominis to bear the burden of murdering his family.
Ominis’s hand was still on the knife, his mind registering what had just happened. “MC!? Are you alright?!” Ominis panicked, aware that he had stabbed one of them, but unsure who exactly. MC began to sob. “I’m sorry Ominis. Your mother…you…it was an accident!” Ominis’s face turned to horror, as he began to sob as well. MC’s heart shattered as she watched her husband fall apart in front of her, but before she could say another word, Marvolo and Mr. Gaunt entered the bedroom, seeing the bloodshed on the ground.
Before MC had time to react, Marvolo’s wand was drawn, casting an Incarcerous charm on her, her hands and legs bound. “Ominis!” MC cried out, but he wasn’t even looking in her direction. He was staring straight ahead, seemingly dissociating. She cried out his name again, still eliciting no response from him. Marvolo then made MC’s body levitate, dragging her bound body towards him. “I got you now, sweetheart!” He said with a wicked smile on his face before dragging her out of the room.
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November Choices Insiders Tidbits
....I don't care for the dress for mc. I like the color but I hate the bodice...very unflattering for this body type. Love Kieran's suit but I doubt the f!kieran's outfit is similar.
???? Who is Opulence again? Lol my brain is Swiss cheese at this point.
For a second I mixed up The Deadliest Game with Hot Shot, that hockey game lol. Lol but what is The Deadliest Game about? Like run around trying to survive and be entertainment for the rich? Like The Hunger Games series?
Surprise surprise, Guarded is a bodyguard book. Hey pb, it be cool if mc was to be the bodyguard and the LI be the one we protect for once but it looks like we're going to be a famous actress with a bodyguard LI, going by the verbal cues. I wonder if we're going to have ANY plot to this besides a "scandalous" lust filled romance where the truth will inevitably come out in the tabloids and basically be a FA remake with an actress mc and a goc Tatum? It would be neat if we had a crazed fan that stalked us, or some sort of plot.
Tbh, the line up for the early part of January for general release players looks a little dry. Maybe Guarded will surprise me but I didn't enjoy Untameable and I think sports is boring so there's not a lot of hope for Unbridled and Hot Shot
#choices#pixelberry#playchoices#choices insiders#Tch#the cursed heart#The cursed heart 2#Guarded#The deadliest game#Tdg#unbridled
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I will delete this and make a new one if I left anyone out.
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In your opinion which are the best looking choices mcs? Curious, rc mcs are all pretty while in choices .. most of them arent
some of the rc mcs are pretty meh tho😅
in my opinion, prettiest choices mcs are (in no particular order)
ame asian f!mc
rising tides black!mc
the elementalists white f!mc
asian tch f!mc
the two MCs in Trm who are not open heart mcs.
brown f!mc from fa
brown and black f!mc from desire and decorum
slow burn black!mc
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Picnic
Pairing: Tatum Mendoza x Kennedy Paige (F!MC)
Word count: 1.1K
Summary: Tatum and Kennedy have been together for almost 5 years now, and Kennedy has prepared a special date afternoon to celebrate their anniversary.
When Kennedy Paige started secretly dating her bodyguard and childhood best friend, Tatum Mendoza, five years ago she never would have thought they would make it this far.
In her head she thought her mother would be horrified when she found out and forbid them from seeing each other ever again. So it was a surprise to both of them when she was welcoming to the idea. As long as her daughter was happy, that’s all that mattered to her. After the hell-ish year she had endured at Vancross University all her mother wanted was for her daughter to have happiness, and if that came in the form of Tatum then so be it. Kennedy didn’t mind that he couldn’t be her bodyguard anymore because to her, him serving the title of boyfriend was the best thing she could think of.
Since leaving Vancross Kennedy travelled with her mother to learn what it takes to be a good leader, even though taking her mother's place as president isn’t what she wanted, learning about leadership was going to be vital for when she started her own business after her year-long break.
Three years later she is one of the most successful young people in the world with her clothing and perfume franchise. She’s working on bringing out a makeup line, and is also now celebrating her 5 year anniversary with Tatum, who has moved on to being a security guard at a local mall.
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“So you’ll be there? 2pm. Yeah… I’ll be waiting for you. I love you too, Tate. No! I’m going to keep saying it until you stop cringing.” Kennedy giggles “Okay, I’ll see you later. Bye!”
She beams as she places her phone back in the pocket of her jeans and continues setting up the picnic blanket in the garden as her mothers kitchen staff carry out 5 trays of food, one containing some of the couples favourite fruit, two containing meat and cheeses, one full of desserts, and the last carrying sandwiches.
“Thank you so much for helping me out guys. And send my compliments to the chef, please.” Kennedy beams.
“Of course, it’s no problem. Five years is a long time and we can all see how much you mean to each other.” one staff member smiles.
Kennedy nods and smiles back as they turn and head back inside whilst she sets the trays out as she wants them and covers them over to avoid any flies or other bugs spoiling the food. Once she is satisfied she heads inside to the cellar where she selects a bottle of wine and 2 glasses before heading upstairs to collect the present she got for Tatum. After placing them outside she relaxes on the blanket as she pulls her sunglasses over her eyes, sighing in contentment.
The morning passes by in a blur and soon Kennedy is taking a shower and getting ready for the picnic with Tatum. Just as she settles in position outside, Tatum steps outside with his jacket hooked on one finger as it hangs over his shoulder. As he gets closer, Kennedy beams happily until he comes to a stop in front of her.
“Hey.” he speaks almost quietly as his hand meets her waist naturally, pulling her closer.
“Hey yourself.” she beams back as her hands come to rest on his chest, fiddling with his tie.
“How are you?”
“I’m good. How was work?”
“Pretty uneventful today. But I did stop by that jewellery store you like on my way out and picked you up an extra present.” Tatum smiles and takes a small gift wrapped box from his pocket.
“You want me to open this now?” she asks and he nods in response.
Kennedy steps back and carefully rips into the paper then opens the box then lets out a small gasp as she looks inside.
“You didn’t. You got me the- Tatum.” she chuckles as she tears up a little. “You got me the charm that completes my collection?”
“It was the last one they had. Told me it was a lucky buy as they don't know when or if they’ll be getting more in stock.”
“Awww. Babe.” Kennedy beams and pulls him in, pressing a sweeping kiss to his lips. “I love it. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” he replies as he returns the kiss. “Now, as much as I know you want me to just sit down and relax. I would like to go and take a shower, change into something a little more comfortable to lay back in the sun with you.”
“Yeah, of course! I’ll be here.” she smiles back up at him. “You go shower.”
Tatum disappears back inside and re-emerges an hour later wearing navy denim shorts, a white t-shirt and tan cardigan paired with some white air force style sneakers carrying a box as he approaches Kennedy who has now set out the full picnic beside the blanket.
“You didn’t say there would be food.” Tatum chuckles as he gets within range of being heard.
“Well, I thought it would be a nice surprise. I know how much you like to eat in a way that’s more snack-like and not one big meal. So I took the chance to put together a picnic for us now and thought you could order dinner for us later.”
“Ah, so that’s the catch.” he laughs as he sits down, “I’m buying our late night snack.”
Kennedy grins as she looks him up and down, stopping as she gets mesmerised by his jawline. Noting her gaze in his peripheral vision he smirks slightly before slowly turning his head to face her.
“You really need to work on your subtlety, you know.”
“Why would I want to do that when we’re in private?”
“You remember the incident that happened that year at Vancross before we went public as a couple.”
“Oh gosh, don’t remind me. Please.” she begs as she lies back.
“You look gorgeous by the way.” he smiles
“Why thank you, handsome sir.” she smiles at him.
He smiles back and then they burst into a fit of giggles a couple of minutes later.
“You’re adorable, Miss Paige. Has anyone ever told you that?”
“Mmmm… I can think of at least one person.” she smiles up at him.
"Flirt." He grins and nudges her playfully.
"Naturally" She smirks in response.
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Author’s Note: I have been really struggling to finish this one. I’m thinking maybe I’ll take a break and replay FA when I can afford VIP again, get more inspo and make this into like a mini universe/series type thing. But at the end of this they were intimate before going to bed and ordered from a restaurant where they got a range of different things to eat over the next couple of days. The 5 year anniversary was a success and they are happier than ever! Where do you want to see me take Tatum and Kennedy next?
#playchoices#pixelberry studios#choices: stories you play#choices fanfiction#choices fanfic writer#choices fa#choices foreign affairs#foreign affairs tatum#tatum mendoza#tatum x f!mc#choices fa f!mc
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Reposting bc the quality of the last one was SHITE 😐 anyway foreign affairs is cute this is blaine and my mc carmen <3
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I’ve made my own Foreign Affairs memes because there is a lack of them
#Foreign Affairs#f!blaine hayes#choices blaine#mc x blaine#pb blaine#f!blaine#foreignaffairs#choices fa#choices#pb choices#fa blaine#foreign affairs tatum#choices ayna
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f!mc x f!blaine fanfic
hey everyone!! after having not seen much f!mc x f!blaine fancontent I decided to write my own. there is smut btw.
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please leave a comment if you read it! :)
#choices pixelberry#choices fa#choices foreign affairs#foreign affairs#blaine hayes#blaine x mc#f!blaine#f!blaine hayes#f!blaine hayes x mc
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alternating between choosing f!blaine and ayna is really fun sometimes
but most of the time I just want to scream cause I don't know who will I choose at the end.
#foreign affairs#mc x blaine#f!blaine#mc x ayna#choices#play choices#fa choices#can't choose#i don't know what to do
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Extra Ordinary
Fandom: Choices - Foreign Affairs
Pairing: F!Blaine Hayes x M!MC (Magnus Quezon)
Rating: G
Summary: Blaine and Magnus sneak off to a traveling fair.
Notes: Inspired by a message from @i-cant-think-of-a-name-15 wherein he told me I could write about "a purple panda visiting Vancross" and he'd still read about it, so I was minorly inspired. This is much longer than what I've written and posted here so far, so fair warning on that.
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"A fair?"
Magnus raised an eyebrow at Dionne, who clutched her phone as she showed him her text messages from Blaine.
"Yeah, she said she got tickets the other day, arranged for you two to go, and everything! It's only in town for a week, and tonight's the last night before they pack everything up the next day."
Before he could even object -- the thought of everyone still breathing down his neck about the scandal and cleaning up his image still weighing heavily on his mind -- she interrupted, "You don't have any classes tomorrow, you’re free, and you need the break! Plus it'll be so romantic, just you and Blaine--"
"And our bodyguards."
"--Having the time of your lives at a fair! Come on, it'll be fun, Magnus! Like you're gonna say no to her."
Okay, she's got him there.
It only took a little bit of pleading to get Tatum to agree to his antics this time, rolling his eyes as if he was used to it at that point. Nevertheless, he escorted the First Son to the pier where the fair grounds were, dressed as casually and inconspicuously as possible.
Magnus adjusted his sunglasses and beanie, glancing behind him to see if his bodyguard was right behind, only to find him gone. He did say he was just going to keep a "respectable distance", but it didn't make him any less nervous being out and about like this. It wasn't that he didn't trust his date to show up, it was that he was worried that she would and so would the paparazzi. They haven't exactly relented on their quest to squeeze out every juicy detail of his story.
He tried to scan the crowd for any sign of Blaine, only to be suddenly grabbed by the arm. He stumbled back in surprise, accidentally bumping into a mother with her kids. "Sorry sorry, I'm so sorry miss!" he quickly apologized, but the lady left in a huff, and he found himself face to face with none other than the mastermind of this operation.
"Geez, I forgot how you scared so easily. Sorry about that," Blaine remarked, clearly amused. Magnus could only roll his eyes, but was nonetheless relieved to find her -- or rather, have her find him.
He had to admire her insistence on the whole plan, and the fact that she had a plan in the first place. Of course, they couldn't get away from their bodyguards and had to effectively hide any prominent features of theirs to avoid being recognized, but hey, he would take any excuse to be with her.
"We've got a lot of ground to cover if we wanna make the most of this place," Blaine said. They made their way inside hand in hand.
"I'm starting to feel bad, leaving you with all the work of planning out covert dates. I should return the favor some time," Magnus said with a small laugh, taking in the sights and smells around him. The sun was beating down on every head present, hung up on a bright blue sky. It was quite crowded, which was a security concern, but it also meant it would be harder for untrained eyes to spot them in the sea of faces. Still, it had him a bit on edge.
"Looking forward to whatever you've got cooking up there, Rutherland. I'm sure you can think of something." Blaine looked up at the rides, the screams of its passengers intriguing her to give the experience a shot. It would also help to distract Magnus, as she noticed he was rather tense. "Where do you wanna go first?"
Magnus wasn't always the type to try to impress a date, but he might have been pushing it a little when he suggested an octopus ride. "I've never ridden one before. My mom always said they would break and the cart I'd be in would fly off."
It felt that way as soon as the ride started too. Magnus held onto the safety bar in front of them for dear life, his insides doing massive flips with every rotation. It was very thrilling, but it was also a strangely ticklish sensation that had him laughing and screaming the whole time. Blaine was having the time of her life, on the other hand, raising both arms in the air at multiple points as she whooped and jokingly yelled for it to go faster. Their excited screams blended in with the cacophony of the other riders, and somehow, that made the First Son feel the most normal he had since the day started.
If you were to ask him, Magnus would deny how his hands were shaking as they got off the ride, remnants of that thrill and momentary terror still running through his body. But it helped to have Blaine take both his hands and encouraged him to breathe deeply instead of the usual teasing he expected from her.
"Do you go on octopus rides often?" he asked, sucking in another breath before exhaling slowly.
"I'm actually more of a lazy river kind o' girl, but I love the adrenaline rush anyway," she casually replied, trying her best to ground him and calm his racing heart and stomach.
The two of them decided to eat some snacks as a substitute for lunch, settling for corn dogs, cotton candy, and watermelon slices. Along the way, Magnus spotted a giant panda stuffed toy in one of the game booths, its usual black patches replaced with a bright purple. Blaine followed his distracted gaze and giggled, trying to get his attention. “See something you like?”
The Rutherlandian chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I, uh... it’s a giant panda, kinda hard to miss.” He was trying his best not to seem too obvious about his curiosity and desire to have it. However, after passing by the same booth a few more times as they explored the grounds, with his attention inevitably drifting to the toy, Blaine took him there herself to see if she can win it for him.
“You don’t have to--”
“Just let me do this for you. Besides, not like you can keep your eyes off of it.”
A laugh escaped him, “Are you telling me you’re jealous of a stuffed toy panda now?”
“I’m literally gonna win it for you, Rutherland, I am the farthest from being jealous. I promise by the end of the night, you'll be one panda richer.”
Basketball was the name of the game -- all she had to do was sink three shots in a row through the hoop across. Simple enough, if only she weren’t so far away from behind the starting line. Every time she threw the ball and watched it soar through the air, it was always just a few feet shy of the goal. By the time Blaine was on her sixth total attempt, she was just slamming the cash on the counter in frustration to pay for more chances, which the manager gladly accepted each time.
Magnus tried to get her to stop, insisting that it was fine and she didn’t need to waste so much money on a game “that was clearly rigged anyway.”
“Hey, I promised I’d get you that, and goddammit you are gonna get it!” she stubbornly replied, setting down another two dollars. This time though, she took a pause to rest and re-think her strategy.
Blaine furrowed her eyebrows, her focus alternating between the ball and the hoop, until an idea struck her. A wide mischievous smirk appeared on her face as she pinned the ball under her arm and climbed onto the counter, much to everyone's surprise.
"Hey, you're not allowed up there, miss!" the man behind the stand yelled, holding a hand up. The Ardonian was undeterred.
"Why? I'm still behind the line," she pointed out.
"You could fall and get hurt, you have to--" Magnus started, but Blaine was already focused on her goal, ball in hand as she lifted it up.
The height certainly gave her an advantage, taking one successful shot after another, despite the manager's and Magnus' protests. Her date still hung back right behind her, arms slightly raised to ready himself just in case. If she was so insistent on doing things her way, hopefully it wouldn't end in a hospital visit. She would hear an occasional "be careful!" between shots, but when she finally got the last one she needed, she practically threw caution to the wind after the ball.
“Victory is mine, asshole!” she yelled in triumph, throwing her arms up in the air in celebration.
She didn't anticipate how the momentum would throw her off balance though, misstepping behind her. She yelped and tried to move forward, but it was too late. One second she was falling back toward the ground, then the next... she was in Magnus' arms.
She looked up at him and laughed, "Good catch. You work out?" she commented with a wink, letting him help her stand back up.
"Let's just say you can always trust me to catch you," he replied with a hint of a flirtatious tone, before nudging her with his elbow. "But never do that again," he warned, though he was clearly just worried about her.
The Ardonian flipped her hair over her shoulder, turning her attention to the manager. "One panda, my good sir!"
He begrudgingly handed over the stuffed toy to Blaine, who then proceeded to proudly present it to Magnus. He had to wrap both arms around its fluffy torso just to be able to hold onto it securely.
"Consider this my apology for worrying you," she joked, patting the toy's fluffy arm.
"This feels a bit cliche, doesn't it?" he said, his voice partially muffled by the huge obstruction between them.
"What do you mean? It's a role reversal. It's the guy usually winning prizes for the girl, right?"
"I just mean the situation in general. Do you always win giant pandas for your dates?"
"Only for you, babe. Though I'll happily take it back if you don't want it."
At that, Magnus turned and kept it away from Blaine when she tried to reach for it. "No, you already gave it to me, so keepsies." He stuck his tongue out at her, looking more childish than ever, which earned him a boop on the nose.
"One more ride for the road?"
It was already sunset by the time they got on the ferris wheel. The sky was a gradient of pink, orange, and yellow as the sun started to set, slowly sinking in the horizon where the sky met the sea. It took some convincing for the ride manager to allow the stuffed toy on board, as long as they didn't drop it -- like Magnus was ever going to let that happen.
The newly christened Taro (as Magnus insisted on calling the panda) sat on his side, with Blaine snuggled on the other, her head settled on his shoulder. The ride moved slowly as other passengers boarded, and they were getting close to the top, just enough to enjoy the view.
"I know the rooftops at Vancross had great views of sunsets, but nothing beats being this close to it, huh?" Blaine said, her fingers idly playing with Magnus', intertwining and untwining them.
"Being in great company helps me appreciate it more too," Magnus replied, before turning to the stuffed toy next to him, sitting at eye level given its size. "Isn't that right, Taro?"
"Sorry, am I ruining your moment here?" she joked, gently nudging at his arm. Magnus simply smiled and wrapped an around her shoulders, pulling her even closer to his side.
"But seriously though, today was really fun. I'm glad you convinced Dionne to convince me to come out here. At this point, it's hard to say no to even just seeing you."
"Even if it means infuriating your bodyguard?"
Magnus rolled his eyes, looking off as the sky started to darken. "He wasn't infuriated, I'd say irritated at best, but he gets it. He's always been supportive of my 'be a normal person' agenda."
"Did I help deliver?"
"Oh definitely. You sure know how to make a guy feel normal, in a good way."
Blaine glanced up at him, "What does being normal mean to you?"
The young man blinked, not expecting such an introspective question. The lights on the ferris wheel started to turn on, giving him a view of Blaine under their soft glow. He almost lost himself in the sight and backtracked on the question.
He gave himself a moment to think, choosing his words carefully, "Just... being able to live my life away from scrutinizing eyes, I guess. I don't want the public to see me as someone or something that I'm not just because some tabloid article told them this or that."
She nodded in understanding, pulling his arm closer. "Definitely. It's like the general population seems to forget we're people too. We have our own lives and identities, and it's not something that can be toyed with."
"I wish I didn't have to act a certain way, I don't want them to change me. I wish... things were different." A bout of silence passed between them, the ride moving at its leisurely pace to give its passengers time to appreciate it.
"But if they were, then I never would've met you, so it's not all bad. You're... one of the best things that's ever happened to me, you know?" Magnus looked at Blaine, a small yet genuine smile on his face. The girl looked up at him almost with a flicker of doubt at first, but looking deeper into his eyes, she knew he was telling the truth.
And she wasn't sure how to handle that.
She could feel her stomach doing flips, a thrill running through her -- except it wasn't like she was on a fair ride. This was somehow more intense, yet she felt grounded with him by her side. She couldn't help the smile that bloomed, her cheeks darkening slightly as she took in his words.
"You're too good, Magnus. I hope the world never changes you."
The way she said his name sounded almost adoring, like she was in awe of what a genuine soul he was despite everything that's happened to him. She knew what it was like, having been expected to keep up appearances her whole life, but somehow this boy right next to her never seemed to lose touch of himself along the way. He knew what he had to do, but he also knew who he was at the end of the day.
Just hearing her say it like that was enough to melt Magnus' insides with a loving warmth. A smile spread across his face, leaning forward to press a soft kiss on her lips. He was just so relieved that he never had to pretend around Blaine, never had to prove anything to her. It was more than enough just having her there by his side, and even though he was looking forward to the day he can finally be out with her in public with pride, moments like these made their secret trips still worth going through.
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(Due to Taro's size, it couldn’t quite fit in Magnus' bed as intended, so it instead resided on the couch in the suite. It didn't mean he didn't take any chances to nap on it though.
Dionne has sent many pictures to Blaine of the young man's face buried into its fluffy stomach, curled up on the small space as he rested peacefully, and Blaine has had to stifle many squeals of delight at the adorable sight.)
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Red Paint
Its my first time posting any of my writing here, and first time writing a fic. So I hope it turned out at least decent. All spelling and grammar errors are mine and my non English native behinds fault.
It should be illegal to wake up this early. She was on vacation for fuck sake! But unfortunately her alarm didn’t really seem to take that fact into consideration. So after hitting snooze an appropriate amount of times Blaine decided that perhaps, on this very last day of vacation, she properly shouldn’t waste all the time in the very nice warm comfy bed and maybe instead be a living functioning human join the rest of life outside. That and the intense growling of her stomach. Groaning loudly she finally shook the covers off herself and got up. Deciding to skip a morning shower in favor of finding the largest amount of caffeine possible, she shrugged on a clean shirt and her jacket. The only one she let close enough to notice anyway was Rutherland. On second thought maybe a bit of perfume wouldn’t hurt.
Weirdly enough she didn’t meet any of her classmates in the hallway, she had thought that at least she would have seen Alexei stumbling out of his or Henris’ room, probably hungover or shirtless. Honestly both were likely. But it was strangely quiet this morning. Maybe she had hit the snooze button a few too many times. The smell of bacon, waffles and coffee shook her from her thought and dragged her downstairs. As she reached the dinning room a low muttering reached her ears. Words like Rutherlands name and some kind of lake kept being repeated. Blaine rolled her eyes. Could a bunch of overgrown pampered royals and politicians children really not find anything actually interesting to talk about?
Blaine quickly searched the room for Rutherland and then Dione, finding neither she instead went straight for the extravagant expresso machine. If she couldn’t spend her time teasing Rutherland or having an actual intellectual conversation with anyone, she could at least plan to spend the next 10 minutes drowning herself in a cup of coffee and hopefully avoid any kind of social interaction with any dimwits. And her plan was a success, she got her coffee, even a couple of waffles. Everything was going according to plan, until she recognized another word being mumbled and repeated around her. Attack.
Rutherland, attack and lake. And suddenly they were the only words she could hear. Rutherland, attack and lake. Rutherland and lake. Rutherland, attack. Rutherland.
She didn’t really know how it or what had happened around her the next five minutes. All she could remember was something falling from her hand, a splash of something warm hitting her leg, a crocked yelp and then she found herself in the reception, then outside and then she was running.
Her heartbeat drowning out the wind and the startled looks from tourists she rushed down the well used path. She knew that lake. She had been there yesterday. Just yesterday. Watching Dione Ice skate like the actual princess she was. Today it looked so much different. The snow had been trodden down and pushed around. Like a lot of people had just walked there, just a second ago. But when she reached the clearing and the lake, there was nobody.
And for a moment Blaine nearly laughed out loud. With relief or scorn of her classmates stupid gossip she did not know. Then she noticed it. A red liquid had frozen on top of the snow, seeped into part of the ground. Then Blaine couldn’t breathe, couldn’t feel, couldn’t see anything but the red stain on the ground, couldn’t hear anything but her classmates words. Rutherland, attack.
Her brain kept spinning but her heartbeat had stopped. At least she felt that way. In fact it was probably the opposite. She didn’t know how long she stood staring at the red spot. It felt like hours. But all at once everything snapped back into focus. She had to find somebody. Someone that could explain why the snow had turned red. Somebody that knew more than idle gossip and whispered words. But she couldn’t do that here.
So instead she turned around and ran back to the resort. Skipping past the now nearly empty dinning area. Up the stairs and down the hall. Moving until she slammed her fist against the door. Again and again. “Rutherland, open that door.” She pulled at the door knob. “Now Rutherland. Please! You have to open that door now!” She knocked harder, pulled harder. Pushed and shoved. Yelled and whispered.
Then a door opened.
“She isn’t in there.”
Dione face was showing from the next room over. Her face was bare and her eyes red.
“Then where is she?” Blaine spoke harshly. “If she isn’t in there, and she isn’t outside, or in the hotel, then where is she?!”
Dione shook her head and moved further back into her room. Blaine followed. Closing the door behind her.
Dione opened and closed her mouth. Tugging at her hair.
Finally she sighed. “She’s okay. Physically at least.” Dione sad down on the end of her bed before speaking again. “I don’t know exactly what happened, or maybe I do. When Tatum took her back to the school it didn’t even seem like they really knew everything.” Tears had started to glide down Dione cheeks again. Blaine steeped closer, tears starting to crawl up her own eyes.
“Please Dione, tell me what you know. All I heard was attack and Rutherlands name and then I saw the red splashes and now she isn’t here, and now you’re sayi—“ “It’s paint.” Dione said interrupting Blains ramble words. “It’s just paint Blaine, she’s okay, physically okay.”
“But what happened?” Blaines voice was unusually small. “Why did they say attack and why is there red paint on the ground?”
Diones jaw tensed. “Some creeps attacked her with the paint. Poured it on her and then ran like cowards. Tatum took her back to the school afterwards. Said it was for safety. Didn’t tell me anything else.” The room grew quite after that. Both Blain and Dione staring at the floor. “So she’s at the school then?” Blaine asked in the end, already fishing up her phone. “Yeah she is.” Dione answered, the furrowed her brow. “What are you doing Blaine?”
“Getting a ride back.” Blaine typed in the last word of her text and hit send. “I’m going to back to Vancross now.” For an instant Dione just starred at her, then she stood and walked to her suitcase. Pulling something up and handing it to Blaine. “You’re gonna need the key to the room, I doubt they’ll let you in without.” Blaine took the key, hugged Dione and over her shoulder on the way out said “please pack my stuff for me”. She didn’t wait for an answer but allowed herself a tiny smile picturing Diones scowling face.
The chopper ride back was short. Blaine refused to look out the windows, or answer her mother’s growing pile of texts, demanding to know why Blaine had taken a chopper and where she was going.
When the chopper finally landed Blaine jumped out, waved quick to the pilot and quickly walked towards the room. Bypassing a bodyguard by showing him the key and unlocking the door herself. Inside the living room Tatum sat on the couch, halfway risen and turned towards the door. At Blaines face he sat back down. “She’s in her room.” Were the only thing he said. The only thing he really could say before Blaine had walked past him, knocked and opened the door.
“Hi.”
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Representation at Pixelberry: The Follow-Up
One year ago, on June 15, 2020, Pixelberry released a statement regarding representation at the company. Here is the LINK to the original blog post, and here was MY RESPONSE. Oh, how naïve and optimistic I was. It contained a list of goals and promises they hoped to accomplish within a year. Well, a year has passed, and here is my attempt to hold PB accountable. I'll be going over the five main points of their representation plan and if they achieved what they promised. All criticisms are about content released after June 15th. Long post beware, but I'm not putting it under a read more because I feel like it's important for all to see.
1. Commitment to diversity of Love Interests - FAIL
We’ve already been moving towards having Love Interests have customizable skin tones. We will continue to do this with some stories, while also having some characters with clear ethnic identities. At the same time when we have multiple love interests of different ethnicities, we are aiming for those Love Interests to have equal game time.
"LIs with customizable skin tones" mean they come in three flavours: white, black, and ambiguously Asian/Latinx interchangeably. So far I have rarely seen an LI as connected to their culture/ethnicity as Rafael Aveiro, and he just talked about his Vovo's food if he ever were on screen. They had many chances with the other OH LIs as well. Even Ayna Seth and Tatum Mendoza were confirmed to be Indian and Filipino, respectively, though FA gets a little leeway, as it was set in a fictional west-European continent.
As for equal game time? I'm sure the biggest example we can all think of was the mess that was Open Heart 3, which was written during the hiatus (which only existed because they were going to straight up kill Rafael in Book 2). Game time was not equal among LIs, and the white male LI was heavily favoured. PB also continues to pay female LIs dirt by giving them no screen time. In addition to that, LGBT+ players, who are consistently underrepresented, receive one (1) unprepared pride month survey, prpbably only because someone asked them about it on Twitter.
This is the meat and potatoes of everything because it's what they're outputting to their audience. It's what the people see. Given that things haven't been going so well lately in this department, consider this promise a big fat fail.
2. More authentic and diverse hairstyles for people of color - QUESTIONABLE
Our team will focus on providing more authentic and representative hairstyles. We are prioritizing these hairstyles outside of our normal book processes and will introduce them in new books as they are ready.
While, yes, they have added two new hairstyles in WEH, they also just took Jade Bonet's hair and recycled it for LoA F!MC. PB recycles all their hair more often than not.
3. More diverse book covers - QUESTIONABLE
This is an initiative we started in January of this year. As a result the number of Black, Latinx, Asian, Native American, Pacific Islander, mixed, and other characters on new book covers increased from 35% of characters in 2019 to 60% characters in the first half of 2020. However, the number of black characters is still not high enough this year. More are already scheduled for books later this year. We will make sure that Black characters are well represented on our covers in the future.
"Diverse" does not just mean by race, but also gender, sexual orientation, etc. FA has the only recent MLM cover. And don't tell me that the FA and LoA covers are any different from each other. The only black characters on covers are Zoey Wade (QB), and Black!Gabe Ricci (LoA) and Bastien (WB), which aren't even their canon races unless you choose them to be. This is the case for many single-LI books, such as Cassian Keane (W:ABR, which technically premiered on Mar. 16, but the sentiment is the same), Sam Dalton (TNA), and Dakota Winchester (WEH). Not to mention the customizable/multi LI books like DS, RT, BaBu2, MTFL, etc. Majority of these covers are just cishet couples delicately cradling each other's bodies or whatever. And we're not even gonna get into how PB literally put the Open Heart LIs in order of their favouritism on Book 3's cover.
4. Writers/Staff - QUESTIONABLE
We will be engaging in professional training on historical and current racism for our writers to ensure more of them have a better understanding and more context for views of diverse characters in Choices. We will also create a program that gives more authority to people of color in the studio to advise writers and artists on more authentic portrayals in both writing and art of black, brown, and minority characters.
A story with a Black-led cast is something I have asked for in the past, but failed to follow-up on. We will very likely start this with a Black-led cast story led by Chelsa, one of Pixelberry's Black writers.
We will increase the number of diverse writers we source for new stories, starting with hiring more Black and Latinx writers to lead the charge.
For all teams at Pixelberry we will actively work to bring in more Black and Latinx candidates with the goal to increase the number of Black and Latinx employees at Pixelberry. Although Pixelberry is over 50% female, on teams where females are not at 50% we will actively work to source more female candidates.
This promise seemed like a copout from the start because we have no way of knowing who works on what at PB unless we very meticulously stalk their LinkedIn or Twitter or whatever. We have no solid statistics except for what they feed us. I do know, however, that they recently let the Ms. Match writers go and were hiring for external writers, but there really is no way of knowing what's going on behind-the-scenes with their 112+ employees, and of course there would be NDAs involved. We are yet to see a book with an all-Black cast, and receive rare development updates with new books. Actually, I think a really good way to promote diversity is to do staff showcases on their social media. Just a way to show the public who's responsible for what. Writers, game devs, the art team, etc. Don't think it'll happen, but it's always a good idea.
5. Donations - QUESTIONABLE
Pixelberry will also be making $100,000 in donations to Black Girls Code, the Black Writers Collective, and the Latinx Writers Collective at Techqueria. Rather than as a lump sum, we will be making these donations over the course of a year to remind us that we are not making short term changes, but are committed to long term sustainable actions. We’ll also be donating up to an additional $100k from profits for this week, 6/15-6/21.
There has been no proof, no receipts, no evidence from PB that they have donated anything to anyone, and as far as we're concerned, their word doesn't mean anything. No news or updates news about it. I would love to believe that they did something, but as you can see, I've become quite the pessimist. BWC still uses PB's old logo (like, pre-Choices) on their sponsors page, and the last interaction they've had with BGC was in 2013. They don't even follow each other on Instagram. In fact, BGC received a huge donation from MacKenzie Scott, formerly Bezos last July. Yes, that billionaire Bezos, and that got coverage from them. Obviously donations don't need to be for publicity, but in this case I think it's important there should be proof. Again, it's really hard to tell with these behind-the-scenes things, but given how PB loves to gloat and hates to keep promises, we can assume that none of this happened.
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So, what's the takeaway? That PB's fallen down the drainhole of shitty content and empty promises and has no intention of climbing out as long as they still make that bank? Seems counterproductive, because good representation gets good feedback and income. They pump out bad books with barebones "representation" if you can call it that, then drop their precious merch and pretend all is fine and dandy. But just as I suspected one year ago, none of this matters, because people forget things, and people move on, and shit gets swept under rugs. Yet, here I am, yelling at a company in a post I for sure doubt they'll see. Because if not me, then who?
@playchoices Your move. It's been your move for a year now. When will you actually make it?
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I’m a Dad
Fandom: Choices, Open Heart, AU
Relationship: Dr. Ethan Ramsey X F!MC (Name: Alyssa Brooks)
Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, mentions of birth complications, Alan is okay no need to panic 😅, anxieties of fatherhood, slight injury (nothing gruesome).
Rating: 12+ Word Count Total: 3209
AN: This is a birthday commission for @tsrookie who wanted a fic of dad!Ethan. I hope this is what you wanted and enjoy. The song that inspired this was Michele Morrone’s Dad (Accoustic Version):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cDNO--sPgE
I wanted to portray the significance of Alan in Ethan and Alyssa’s lives. It was emotional writing this 🥺.
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A blissful silence settled in the room as Ethan tossed his house keys onto the kitchen countertop. Flicking the switches as the lights turned on in his house. A large suburban white painted house that he and Alyssa bought a few years ago. Ethan’s eyes wandered around the living room, taking in the quiet. Alyssa wasn’t home yet which gave Ethan the time to head to his study. Clambering up the stairs and going to the first door on his left, a spacious room with forest green walls. A metal case of shelves with wooden baskets filled with stationary, was diagonally placed in the corner to the door. Directly opposite the door was a mahogany table with a cushioned wheeled office chair.
To the left of the door, was a red and green small plastic table and bench. Crayons and pencils were scattered on the table and floor, there were sheets of coloured papers with indiscernible scribbles. The furrow in Ethan’s eyebrows relaxed as he slipped off his black cashmere jacket and hung it on a hook to the left of him. Crouching by the small kids table and glanced at the drawings, noting the curved shapes to be attempts at writing. Writing what exactly? He wasn’t too sure.
Nathan and Savannah were the smartest kids he knew. Why wouldn’t they be though, since their parents were the acclaimed doctors of Bloom Edenbrook’s diagnostics team. Ethan put their drawings in a woven basket which had a label of ‘kids’, he held onto all the crayons and pencils and placed them in their respective labelled pots. Placing the pots in their woven basket and placing their basket on top of the shelf unit. Alyssa probably didn’t have time to tidy up their mess because they were spending the afternoon and evening with Alyssa’s friends.
Maybe now was a good time to get started on his project as he pulled out a basket and took out a few sheets of thick matte paper and an envelope. Bringing them over to his desk and seating himself, opening a drawer in his desk. He took out a few ink pens and placed the pens next to his paper, his eyes darted to the wooden picture frame of Alyssa and their three kids: Allison, Nathan and Savannah. He still couldn’t believe that he was theirs, and they were his. It was only yesterday, when he and Alyssa were in the reception, treating for a thoracotomy and now they had a house and kids.
Ethan knew what he had to do as soon as he brought his pen to the paper, the words flew right through him as he wrote. The memories of his kids flooding his brain with a warm familiar glow.
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“Out of the way!”
Ethan rushed down the stairs, shoving past nurses and doctors before slamming the corridor door open to the maternity ward. Sienna was hot on his heels as he growled and grimaced at people, his eyes went to the pager as a message from Naveen popped up. ‘4cm dilated’. Ethan was close as he weaved through a never ending maze of Edenbrook’s corridors. In the distance he spotted Naveen, his dad Alan, and his daughter Allison were looking into the window of one of the maternity rooms.
“Ethan! There you are!”
“Daddy!”
His crinkled grumpy face relaxed at the sight of Allison. Five years old with a knack for mischief and a carbon copy of himself. She had his eyes and ears but Alyssa’s nose, lips and hair. Alan was taking care of Allison while Ethan and his wife were working, however, Alyssa’s contraction pains strengthened and her constant lavatory needs indicated that she needed to be checked in. Naveen came up to stand beside Ethan; who took Allison into his arms.
“Naveen, how is she?”
“Well the contractions are hurting and I have a feeling the babies are coming now. Dr. Delarosa is in there with her. Are you ready Ethan?”
Ethan gave a nod as he turned to Allison, a calm gentle smile reserved for her.
“Time to get your new siblings. You okay to wait here with Uncle Naveen and Grandpa?”
“Yeah! Uncle Naveen is buying me chocolate!”
Ethan quirked a brow at his mentor, who in return stuck with a confident grin before Ethan placed Allison down. Naveen clasped his hand around her tiny hand and led her to the staff break room, whilst listening to her ramblings about her new siblings. Ethan took a deep breath as Alan stepped up to rest his hand on his shoulder.
“I’m proud of you, son.”
Ethan smiled and was about to step into the room, when something held him still. His buried nerves leaked through his wall as memories of Dolores seeped to his front. Alyssa was pregnant with twins, that alone carried several complications in terms of the positioning of the babies, possible post partum haemorrhage. On top of that she was one week late, twins born post due date carry risks to the mother and the babies.
A flash of baby Ethan in the NICU drained the warmth from his face and he felt like he was drowning. He couldn’t breathe as he pressed a hand against the door ledge, bowing his head as Alan stood beside him. Alan could tell Ethan was panicking. His shoulders shook as Alan gently probed.
“Ethan?”
“What if something happens?”
“Boston’s famous doctor is worried about a twin birth? Ethan, you’ve done this before. You know what to do.”
“It’s different. Alyssa is in there. She’s the patient. What if I can’t make the right decision?”
“Ethan Jonah Ramsey. You are a diagnostician. A famous one at that. You look at the possibilities before you make your decision. You have it in you son. Plus she’s a fighter. She won’t back down. But she needs you. Be brave and if you can’t be brave, be brave for her. She needs your support.”
His father’s words felt like a warm wash of life as he inhaled the air, exhaling his anxieties and giving a steady nod. Ethan smiled at his father before pushing open the door to step into the room, stepping into action to help make Alyssa’s labour as easy as possible.
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“Daddy! When is Twilight Sparkle coming?”
“In a bit. If you finish your lunch, then she’ll come.”
“Daddy! Will she bring a lot of presents for us?”
“An average amount, Nathan.”
Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose as he watched over the several little kids munching on their mini pizza slices and tater tots. It was the twins’ birthday today and the two of them invited their whole class to celebrate, the sun was shining as the kids sat on picnic blankets. The Ramseys’ had a spacious garden which could hold for nearly twenty five kids and several adults. Bryce, Jackie and Elijah were keeping an eye on the kids as Ethan slipped away to the kitchen where Alyssa was sat on a breakfast stool with her foot in Sienna’s lap. Aurora was beside them as she carefully tapped a finger against the swollen skin near her ankle. Jenner paced on his paws with nervous energy as he whined at his mom, Alyssa.
“Alyssa has sprained her ankle … Ethan.”
The friends still had a difficult time addressing Ethan by his first name but he paid no heed to it as Alyssa tried to come off the stool, trying to brush off the pain.
“It’s nothing, I’m sure I’ll be fine as long as I don’t walk on it.”
Ethan sighed rather exasperatedly as he folded his arms at his wife. That motion alone made Alyssa meekly smile and remain in her seat. Aurora handed her a cool pack for Alyssa to use for her sprain. She knew that she needed to rest her ankle but the twins would be so upset.
“Fine. But how are we going to solve the entertainment issue?”
At that moment the front door opened and closed as Alan strode in with a confident excited gait. He had a white cardboard box in his hands as he hummed and placed the box on the table, unveiling it to reveal a My Little Pony cake with ‘Happy 4th Birthday! Nathan and Savannah’. Alan’s brows sagged at the sight of his daughter-in-law.
“What happened?”
“I … fell.”
Ethan resorted to pinching the bridge of his nose before explaining the story. The children were showing off dance moves and there was a little girl who was showing off her gymnastics ability. Alyssa thought she could show off her talent by demonstrating a cartwheel, unfortunately her cartwheel was aimed the wrong way and Alyssa landed awkwardly in a bush with her legs askew. Alan smiled at Alyssa as he realised that there was an issue of entertainment since Alyssa was planning to dress up as the kids’ favourite character, Twilight Sparkle.
“I guess that means Alyssa can’t be Twilight Sparkle.”
Sienna gave a nod and spoke up.
“Aurora, Jackie and I would do it but I don’t think there’s enough time for any of us to learn everything about My Little Pony. The kids are gonna see right through us.”
“It’s a conundrum.”
Everyone took a moment to think before Alan’s eyes twinkled with an idea.
“I have an idea. Sienna, start watching some My Little Pony, I’ll stall the kids. ‘Lyssa, where did you keep your guitar?”
Alyssa’s eyes twinkled as she informed Alan of the guitar, to which Aurora ran up to search for it. It seemed everyone knew what to do, everyone except for Ethan, who placed his hands on his hips, turning to his father.
“Would you mind clueing me into your plan?”
“A little singing will have the kids distracted while Aurora, Alyssa and Sienna get ready. The kids will love it!”
At that moment, Bryce popped his head through the glass garden doors, there’s a slight line of sweat near the crown of his neck as he nervously glances back.
“The kids are going rabid if Twilight Sparkle doesn’t come in the next five minutes.”
Aurora rushed back down and handed Alan a brown varnished acoustic guitar, a gift from Alyssa’s patient Remy. Alan hung the strap over his shoulder and strutted outside to where all the kids shrieked and yelled.
“Okay kids! Who’s gonna sing the My Little Pony theme song?”
Ethan went out and noticed all the kids sitting at their picnic blankets, bopping and singing while Alan strummed the tune of the My Little Pony theme song. Ethan and Rafael took the time to begin cleaning up the rubbish whilst Bryce, Elijah and Jackie kept an eye out for Sienna, Aurora and Alyssa. All the kids and the twins were enraptured, even Jenner was happily panting to the music. Alan was going through a list of songs going from the My Little Pony Theme Song, to the lime and coconut song and to the rhinestone cowboy.Not long after, Alan got a thumbs up from Bryce and Jackie to which Alan smiled and announced.
“Now children! There is someone who’d like to wish two special children a Happy Birthday!”
Nathan and Savannah jumped up with excited shrieks as Alan strummed the music of the theme song and out came Twilight Sparkle. It was Sienna donning a purple sparkly dress, wings protruding from the back and a dark wig flowing off her shoulders. Her unicorn headband was fixed into the wig and her purple make-up shone in the sun as Sienna skipped towards the kids, tossing bounds of glitter.
Aurora and Jackie were helping Alyssa settle on a deck chair as the twins hugged and cried at the fact that Twilight Sparkle had come to their party. Ethan and Alyssa sent a thankful smile as Alan returned their smile, everyone’s faces warming at the twin’s excitement.
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Ethan used the back of his hand to wipe off the sweat on his brow as he pushed the front door of his apartment open. Baby Allison happily chewed on her yellow teether while bouncing in the baby sling, strapped across Ethan’s chest. Alyssa was working at the hospital after spending four months at home and it was Ethan’s turn to stay home with Allison. He was glad he opted for a loose linen shirt and khaki trousers as the Boston heat was slowly racking up. Ethan had gone out to buy some ingredients for their dinner: stir fried tofu and broccoli.
Alyssa would need some good comfort food after going back to work and he knew that Chinese would delight her. He unclipped one arm strap, pressing a palm to hold up Allison before unclipping the other to carry his daughter to her high chair in the kitchen. Allison was teething so he handed her a teething ring to help Allison improve motor skills. His daughter smiled and babbled at the sight of her dad as Ethan pressed a kiss onto his daughter’s forehead.
Allison was a daddy’s girl since she would whine and cry with Alyssa, but when it came to Ethan, Allison babbled and laughed. Alyssa was sure that she would say ‘Dada’. Ethan grinned as Jenner padded into the kitchen, bringing himself up to stand on his hind legs beside Allison. The dog was protective and loving to Allison as she tried to swat at Jenner’s nose.
“Jenner, keep an eye on her.”
Jenner barked as Ethan began taking out utensils and the shopping to get started. Draining the water from the tofu and breaking up the broccoli into florets. Every so often, his eyes would wander to his little girl on the high chair. Ethan still couldn’t believe the fact that he was a father. A living breathing child was in his care, one he made with the woman he loved as his eyes glistened at the memories of her birth. Despite expecting for children to not be in the cards for him, life had a way of telling him that it was always the case.
As Ethan stared longingly at his daughter, Jenner could smell something faintly burning; turning his head to hear a loud crackle and pop. Jenner barked furiously which had Ethan snap out and realise the onions and garlic had burnt in the wok, the broccoli was charred beyond recognition as Ethan turned off the induction hob. The loud barks caused Allison to startle and little beads of tears streamed down her face.
His heart lurched as he immediately stalked to his daughter to take her in his arms and get her to settle down. It was the first time in a long time that Ethan burnt dinner as he exhaled at the time on his wrist watch. Alyssa would be home in an hour and it was too late to restart. He didn’t have enough ingredients and he couldn’t whip up something else in time for Alyssa to sink her teeth into.
At that moment his phone rang as Ethan reached into his pocket to rest the phone between his ear and shoulder, while bouncing a teary Allison in his lap.
“Ethan Ramsey.”
“Ethan.” The corner of Ethan’s lips curled upwards at the recognition of his father’s voice. “I’m just about ten minutes away from your home. Alyssa invited me to have dinner, do you need anything?”
Ethan glanced at the mess behind him, a low exhale left his lips.
“Can you please pick up some Chinese on your way here?”
It wasn’t long when Alan arrived with several bags of Chinese take out from Xing-Fu’s Restaurant. Ethan took the bags from Alan and set up the dining table while Alan took the time to talk and play with his granddaughter, Jenner wagged his tail rapidly as he watched Alan and Allison. Not long after the kitchen was clear and the dinner table was set, Alyssa had entered the apartment with a smile on her face.
She took a moment to freshen up before joining the Ramseys at the dinner table. Her eyes sparkled at the array of side dishes as she pecked Ethan’s cheek before digging rather ravenously into the food. All the tension from the day melted under the spicy heat of duck and the softness of lotus buns. Ethan and Alan share a knowing smile as they too get stuck into their meal, Allison smiles and babbles in her high chair next to Alyssa. Glad to have her mother with her.
~~~~~~
The memories faded as Ethan lifted his pen from the letter, a soft nostalgic smile brushed on his face as he pushed the frame of his glasses up the bridge of his nose. A faint sound of the front door opened as excited chirps and barking fluttered into his study. The kids, Jenner and Alyssa were home as Ethan smiles at the incoming thunder steps, spinning his office chair to the direction of the door. The twins come tumbling in and launch themselves into Ethan’s arms, not giving a chance for Ethan to pay attention to their chatter. Jenner is sitting at the entrance of the door, while Allison stands behind him with her hand scratching the top of his fur.
“Nathan, Savannah! I cannot understand your rambling.”
“Yeah, they had a lot of pastries. Aunt Sienna made a lot of cakes and biscuits.”
Ethan shook his head with a teasing grin at the twins. The two of them hid their mouths as Nathan denied.
“No we didn’t. Ally did!”
“Liar, I saw you two take two slices of the chocolate fudge cake.”
“No! You’re dreaming Ally.”
Ethan raised an eyebrow at his troublesome twins but pressed long kisses into their hair. Savannah leaned over his shoulder and noticed the pen and paper before pressing her two palms on Ethan’s face, forcing him to look directly at her as she asked.
“Are you drawing without us?”
Ethan shook his head as he explained.
“I’m making a gift for grandpa.”
“Are you gonna give it to him tomorrow?”
Before he could answer, Alyssa appeared at the door with her hands on her hips, dressed in a green cotton dress and brown knee high boots. Her mom voice was coming through as she moved her eyes between the troublesome twins.
“Nathan and Savannah. Time for bed. We’ve got to wake up early tomorrow if you want to spend the whole day with Grandpa.”
“Do we have to?”
Ethan stood up and held on to the twins as he smartly urged.
“Come on if you get dressed for bed, you can stay up late tomorrow.”
The twins gasped as they scrambled off Ethan’s arms and rushed to their bedroom to get into their pyjamas. A small smile curled up on Alyssa’s lips as she turned to the eldest Ramsey child.
“You too, Ally!”
“But Mom!”
“Come on.”
Ethan steps up to the doorway and sweetly kisses his wife as she cupped his cheek.
“You coming?”
“Just finishing up.”
Alyssa gave a nod and led her daughter away to her bedroom, Jenner obediently bounding behind them. Ethan returned to his desk to read over the last words he wrote.
Look at me now. I’m a dad.
Thank you for making me the man I am today.
Love,
Dr. Ethan J. Ramsey
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Content Masterlist
Created on: 20 Feb 2021
Choices Edits | Choices Icons | Various Resources (Drawing and Writing) | IFs and VNs
^^ Art by: Somewillwin - a prize commission from Distant Shores Appreciation Week! 💕
I don't have that much personal content on the blog so it's quite easy to scroll through the lists above... but you may find specific items under the cut (•ө•)♡
Forgive this mess of a list in advance! 😂
CHOICES EDITS
BladesAW / PlatinumWeekend / TEAppreciationWeek / FA LIs in Floral Attire / Ayna Seth in Floral Dress / Mal Volari HS Portrait / BoLaS Modern AU / OPH MCs High School Version / ILB and ILITW MC / OPH Halloween Edit / QB Halloween Edit / MTFL LIs x DS Costumes / QB MCs New Hairdos / Hayden and Sloane for HYAW / Nightbound Artbreeder / Zoey Wade Emotions Gif / Butterfly Poppy / Noah Harris Gif / Noah Harris Wardrobe Change / BoLaS F! Elf MC Artbreeder / QB Artbreeder / DS Crew Modern AU / Goth Hana Lee / Modern Charlie Smith / Modern Oliver Cochrane / Modern Edward Mortimer / Oliver Cochrane Hairdos / Dark Kade / Tyril Starfury Hairdos / Charlie x Rheya / BoLaS FB Meme / BoLaS FB Meme 2 / BoLaS Flower Grid / BoLaS IG / Tyril-Valir Hairdo / Aerin x MC / Aerin Valleros / Mal x MC / Mal IG / Bryce Lahela Leather Jacket / MC x Raleigh
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Partners (Blaine x MC)
Notes: It’s been a while since I’ve actively written anything besides my three series, so I wrote this to A. Reintroduce writing into my life and find my style again and to B. Write something new, fresh and engaging so I don’t get bored and suffer from writing burnout. I know people have been patiently waiting for my series, and I do promise I am working on them but the burnout from last semester, along with a few other things have left me in one of the worst writing blocks ever and with little to no motivation to do anything. (Please gently bully me into writing them - it helps me motivate myself) Anyways, I hope you enjoy this quick little drabble - I loved the dynamic between Blaine and MC but I felt PB really squandered it with FA so I want to eventually compensate for the entire series. I might write a part two or I might just leave it as a cute open-ended one shot.
Pairing: Blaine x F!MC (Kennedy) (Gender Neutral Blaine)
Words: 1552 words
Kennedy strolled into the lecture hall with Dionne, the chattering of students and occasional shushing of Professor Masako filling the lecture hall. Kennedy and Dionne took their seats in the back left side of the hall, in perfect sight with the board as the rest of the class found their seats, Professor Masako clearing his throat and beginning to lecture as the back door opened. Blaine sneakily slid into the back left of the room, taking a back seat and sitting on their phone as Professor Masako and Ayna explained the first class project - a mock union with students representing their own countries but modified with different laws, ethics, and adapted cultures. Ayna began listing off partners for the assignment, Dionne and Peter, Alexei and Evelyn, Henri and Zaira...
“And that leaves….Kennedy Monroe and Blaine Hayes. You two will be partners for the mock union”
Ayna’s voice faded into the background as Kennedy met eyes with Blaine, their eyes locking in a heated gaze as Dionne tilted her head in worry.
“Maybe you can ask Ayna to switch your partner…” Dionne cut in, trying to ease the newfound tension that filled the lecture hall as eyes flooded to Kennedy and Blaine.
“There will be no switching partners, no exceptions.”
“Oh. Well...Blaine’s not that bad...it’s just your countries that are fighting…” Dionne toned her voice back to a faint whisper as Kennedy huffed in frustration, angrily packing her bag and striding out of the lecture hall, barely giving Dionne time to follow.
“Come on Kennedy, it’s politics...you’re not your country…” Dionne’s heels clicked as she raced to catch up with Kennedy, who was making a beeline for the library.
“Dionne, I know you’re just trying to help, but I’m so frustrated right now I just need to be left alone. I’m sorry.” Kennedy sighed and placed a hand on Dionne’s shoulder, glancing behind her head to make sure Murphy wasn’t planning her murder for it.
“No, I understand and I appreciate your communicative skills. I’ll see you at home. Don’t be late - I’m making brownies.” Dionne smiled softly, her usual princess smile that would cause anyone to smile back.
Kennedy walked to the back corner of the library, seating herself in the comfortable leather chair and pulling out her laptop with the intent on starting and finishing the entire presentation before Blaine got involved. She hastily typed away, eventually leaving to order a coffee at the built in starbucks at the center, only to return to her spot ten minutes later - with Blaine seated in her chair.
“What are you doing here? Go away.” Kennedy growled as her grip on her coffee tightened ever so slightly.
“Whoa, what’s with the hostility Rutherland? I’m here because we’re partners...partners work together.” The twinkle in Blaine’s eyes gave Kennedy butterflies, but she’d never admit that, at least not to Blaine - ever.
“Well then you can do the last 15 slides, deal? I want to minimize our time together.” Kennedy clenched her jaw as Blaine scanned over her laptop, being bold enough as to view her progress so far and critiquing it.
“Well, this isn’t wrong but your wording is a bit choppy, and the visuals aren’t very captivating. Maybe adding some animation or statistics may increase our probability of-”
“Wow...so you can be productive and get down to business.” Kennedy smiled at Blaine, before sipping her coffee to cover it so Blaine couldn’t make any snide remarks.
“To defeat the huns.” Blaine smirked as Kennedy rolled her eyes.
“You mean to defeat the Ardonians?” Kennedy commented back with a sly smirk as Blaine raised their brows, amused by Kennedy’s banter.
“An hour of horny sex followed by some rooftop stargazing would end all conflicts between our countries.” Blaine spoke with a straight face as Kennedy nearly spit her coffee out.
“I’m sorry what?”
“Nothing, you have no interest in resolving the conflict between our countries...oh...it’s okay…” Blaine whined and slouched in the chair dramatically as Kennedy forced a disgusted reaction, disregarding the butterflies in her stomach and the fact that her palms were growing sweaty.
“That’s...we would never!” It came out more desperate than Kennedy had expected, Blaine’s lips curling into a sinister smile as Kennedy felt her cheeks turn red.
“Never what? Have hot, heavy and horny sex on the library roof?” Blaine stared right at Kennedy, their eyes locking in a heated exchange as Blaine eventually stood and moved closer to Kennedy.
“No! I mean yes! Can we just finish the project?” Kennedy stuttered as Blaine leaned over her, their charming smile and perfect hair throwing all work based thoughts out of Kennedy’s head. For a moment Kennedy thought they were going to kiss, but Blaine took a step back and fell into the other leather chair as Kennedy relaxed.
“I’m just messing with you Rutherland, we should finish the project. I know you don’t want to work with me.” Blaine sighed and pulled out their laptop as their eyes scanned the screen and their fingers typed away.
“Yeah...okay…” Kennedy finally sat back into her chair, which was thrown off by Blaine’s weight from when they were sitting in it.
Hours passed, the night came and the light from the windows eventually became dim moonlight, and the light stemmed from the mildly lit chandeliers that hung from the library's ceiling. Kennedy’s stomach began to rumble which caught Blaine’s attention.
“Are you hungry Rutherland?”
“Nah, I can eat when we finish this.”
“Your body needs food, I can hear your stomach from here.”
“Okay well I didn’t bring food with me and I’d rather finish the project.”
“You’ll be more focused and diligent with a full stomach, come on let’s go get food and then we can finish this project.”
“No, we can finish it now, plus you don’t care about me Blaine.”
“I never said that, don’t put words in my mouth Rutherland, but please let me put some food in your mouth.”
“You’re one stubborn headass aren’t you?”
“The best.”
“Fine, food and then we finish this project.”
“Finally, come on.” Blaine hurried to pack and leave, Kennedy cautiously following behind as their bodyguards trailed behind at a 10 foot distance.
“Where are we going for food, isn’t everything closed at this hour?”
“My apartment.”
“No.”
“Come on, you said you’d get food. Plus if we want to finish this tonight we have to stick together.”
“Fine. But nobody finds out.”
“That embarrassed to be seen with me?”
“No it’s-”
“Politics. I know, come on then. Let’s go before anyone sees us.”
Blaine opened the door as Kennedy and Tatum stepped inside. The apartment was simple yet elegant, but the decor made both Tatum and Kennedy shift - Ardonian patterns were subtly tied into most of the designs, with a large Ardonian flag hanging above the archway that led to Blaine’s bedroom.
“This is a nice apartment, aside from the choice of decor I would say I like the design.”
“Thanks, make yourself comfortable.” Blaine tossed their backpack onto the couch and strided to the kitchen as Kennedy plopped onto the couch, the rustling of pots and pans following shortly after.
Kennedy pulled out her phone, texting Dionne that she wasn’t going to be back until the morning, to which Dionne teased her before saying goodnight.
“Order up.” Blaine offered Kennedy a plate with steak tips, mixed greens and corn - a Rutherland trademark.
“Blaine you made...Rutherland’s most well known dish?” Kennedy’s heart skipped a beat, did Blaine make her her own country's food out of courtesy?
“Well...you said you’d eat and...I think I already pushed it enough with the whole stubborn act...I’ll get you to try Arodnian food some other time...right now I’d rather deal with a happy Kennedy.”
“Blaine...that...that’s really sweet. Thank you.” Kennedy took the plate and dug in, Blaine watched her carefully for a moment before turning back and getting a plate for themselves, eventually sitting next to Kennedy on the couch.
“It’s not bad for an Arodnian.” Kennedy jested as she nudged Blaine in the side, both of them chuckling softly.
“Thanks, but next time it’s Ardonian food.” Blaine smiled and bit into a steak tip as Kennedy spoke softly.
“Next time?”
“Well yeah...we have to finish the project right?”
“Blaine once this project is over we...probably shouldn’t hang out around each other…” Kennedy whispered as Blaine sat their plate down on the coffee table.
“Yeah you’re probably right but...maybe I wanted to harass you again…”
“Oh? Did the ever so stubborn and mildly annoying Blaine want to hang out with Rutherland’s first daughter a bit more? It’s already pretty scandalous that I’m at your apartment on a Friday night at 11 pm.”
“I could think of more scandalous things we could be doing, but I suppose working on a class project will have to suffice.”
Kennedy felt it again, the butterflies in her stomach, the tingle between her legs and the pounding of her heart beneath all her clothes.
“Anyways...we should finish the-” Kennedy stifled a yawn as Blaine sat up from the couch, wrapping her in a blanket and turning out the lights.
“Night Kennedy.” Blaine sighed and retreated into their room as Kennedy’s exhaustion overtook her.
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A Masterlist of all @suoirallesalta edits!
Every edit is tagged under #suoiredits. edits are sorted acc to their books! enjoy
click here for my art masterlist!
Making Sabina in the Character without using Character’s assets style (edit challenge
Kepler, in only the harness.
f!Adam
Jen in her dress including the lingerie
Simon Montjoy in Ava’s dress
younger Mitzi Montjoy
AVSP MC as on the cover
💫 Nia Ellarious
the perfect pair? (Nia x MC in an AME crossover)
Goddess of the Sea (Nia x Sunkissed edit)
Nia and Imtura with... moustaches
Nia with TE Alma’s hair and MTFL Ava’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
Nia as Neisha (new avatar)
Starry Nia (#BladesAW)
Empress of The Shadow (#BladesAW)
Nia as BloodBound women: Kamilah (#BladesAW)
Nia as BloodBound women: Rheya (#BladesAW)
the pretty young girl next door (#BladesAW)
Quartermaster Nia Ellarious (#BladesAW)
Nia Ellarious as TE MC (#BladesAW)
Nia Ellarious as Shreya (#BladesAW)
Nia Ellarious in her dress including her lingerie
nia ellarious hot goth girlfriend
The Priestess (GIF edit) (Nia in RC outfit)
Tyril Starfury
cold and broody™ vampire elf (#BladesAW)
cold and broody™ bodyguard (#BladesAW)
cold and broody™ elementalist (#BladesAW)
cold and broody™ orc (#BladesAW)
cold and broody™ designer; feat. f!Tyril (#BladesAW)
f!Tyril (#BladesAW)
Tyril with f!Blaine’s hair (#BladesAW)
rogue-ish Tyril Starfury (with a beard)
The Mage (GIF edit) (in RC outfit)
Scream(o)s from the inside (Kade album cover edit)
Bald-ur (#BladesAW)
Damn those elves and their magicks (Mal - Aerin hairswap)
Modern Rogue-ish Mal Volari (with a beard)
StarCorp
Blades of Lust and Sensuality
Jax Tora and Robin Matsuo (face swap)
Duke Richards in the banana mascot outfit from Platinum.
Charlie Smith
A relaxing day at the waterfall! (edit inspired by Charlie Premium Scene!)
Quartermaster of the Dreadlord (DSAW)
Quartermaster of the Flotillan Pirates (DSAW)
Siren of The Light (DSAW)
Charlie as Atlas, Eli and Shreya from TE (DSAW)
Maggie
Maggie! M-Maggie? (MM and DS Maggie Crossover)
Maggie with HC Hazel’s hair and QB Poppy’s outfit. (#suoirandom request)
Oliver Cochrane
Oliver Cochrane as Luke Hemmings
oliver cock rain (DSAW)
f!Oliver (DSAW)
Distant Sores (Charlie x Edward face swap)
DS MC using BaBu2 sprite (DSAW)
Distant Couture // Hot Shores (DS x HC crossover, DSAW)
Ayna Seth
student!Ayna and professor!Ayna
Ayna as Imogen from ILB
buff ayna
Ayna as Jackie in the Open Heart 3 CG
vampire!Ayna
Ayna Seth
Ayna Seth as a Lovelink Match
Ayna Seth as Robin Tora
aynia ellarious
TA meets TA (Ayna - Aiyana Midthunder crossover)
Blaine Hayes
m!Blaine in f!Blaine’s dress
f!Blaine as m!Blaine
Blaine with PT Raleigh’s Hair and MOTY MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
Blaine Hayes edit inspired by @aestheteasteria’s icon
Tatum Mendoza
John Somerset x Tatum Mendoza crossover
Tatum in Ayna’s dress / Tatum as Ayna
MC
politics reporter and student (FA mc x WT mc)
MC with ATV Pax’s hair and TNA Robin’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
Ayna x MC
girlfriends
partners
Bodyguard Murphy (lmao)
Murphy Icons <3
I think I got the address to the wrong Murphy
Skye Crandall x Gerard Way
Dark Mage Ajay (choicedits challenge)
Power Duo (Luz x MC)
Bridgette Gardner with TRH Cedric Vescovi’s hair and PM Hayden’s Outfit (#suoirandom edit)
Luz Estrada in her dress including the lingerie
Noah Marshall in the banana outfit (edit request)
Sadie McGraw
Sadie McGraw (in the TNA MC’s Golden Dress)
A bit younger Sadie McGraw
Sadie McGraw (in casual(?) outfit)
Aislinn Tanaka
Aislinn Tanaka in QB Poppy’s outfit and diff black hair
aislinn tanaka hot goth girlfriend
aislinn tanaka hot goth girlfriend 2
aislinn tanaka girlfriend
aislinn tanaka’s v short hair
Gabe and MC as Mal and Nia
Babe Ricci with long hair
The Boys
Ava as Britney from ILITW
IGHT (NB face swap)
MC with TE MC’s hair and BB MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
bryce.. lahela .. and,, uh.. bryce sterling..
Rookie Ramsey
Rookie Varma
Raleigh Carrera
Raleigh Carrera with AME Mackenzie’s hair and VOS Naomi’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
An exclusive sneak-peek at Raleigh Carrera’s fuck-the-stereotype Vinyls look that has got the fandom in meltdown!
Raleigh Carrera with BOLAS MC’s hair and THM Eris’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)
A Very Wilshere Christmas! (Album Cover)
The Hottest Couple of the Industry (Avery x MC)
Poppy is just angry Avery
Zoey Wade
“Besties!” (mc and Zoey as Mc and Ava from MTFL)
priestess zoey wade
zoey in floral
zoey in floral (beach-wear edition)
TA Zoey Wade
Zoey Wade as Atlas Ernhardt
Zoey Wade in TE MC’s gala outfit
zoey in the dress she gave to mc in the first chapter
Ina/Ian Kingsley
Ina Kingsley with TF Becca's hair and BB Kamilah's outfit. (edit request)
Ina Kingsley with TNA Sam’s hair and WT MC’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)
Veronica with TNA Sofia’s hair and ACOR Sabina’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)
MC with BP Courtney’s hair and QB Poppy’s outfit.
how (ridiculous) mc would look if she actually wore that ligerie under that dress
📰 Robin Tora
Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL
Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL (#2)
Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL (#3)
Robin as Mikasa Ackerman from Attack on Titan
Jax Tora and Robin Matsuo (face swap)
Robin in an oversized baggy shirt
wait, wrong Robin- shit (Sofia TNA edit)
Robin Tora as Robin Tora and Robin Tora as Robin Tora
Robin as Cassian in Witness
Robins at the beach
robin hood
asian f!robin tora as blaine hayes
Flame the Crow & Me : One Boob (TC&TF face swap)
Annia Adairious (TCTF AW)
orc!Val (TCTF AW)
Kenna Rys with NB Katherine’s hair and HSS Principal Rivera’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
🌙 Atlas Ernhardt
Atlas Ellarious
Atlas, the adventurous elf
Queen of Vampires, Atlas, of Clan Ernhardt
Vampire Queen Atlas (edit #2)
Atlas, the Snow Princess
Atlas, the Moon Princess
Atlas in genderfluid flag colors!
m!Atlas in f!Atlas’s Gala dress
f and m!Atlas swapped
☀️ Eli Solaris Russell (my mc)
Eli’s first (accidental) spell cast!
Eli’s momentous first day at Penderghast
⚙️ Beckett Harrington
“Small dapper Beckett… confirmed.”
Beckett as Connor from Detroit: Become Human
Shreya Mistry
Shreya “Wonder Woman” Mistry
❣️ Pend Pals
“All dressed in black.”
Pend Gals on a night out in matching black outfits (#1)
Pend Gals on a night out in matching black outfits (#2)
Magick Docs (OH crossover)
Pend Pals in Belvoire attire
Pend Gals on a night out after the Amorelia Day Gala (faceapp faceswap edit)
The Elementalists - Across the Dimension (2D art crossover)
💞 Shreya x Atlas
“your eyes, they shine so bright”
“Hey Shreya.. Marry Me”
“Wedding Day!”
💞 Beckett x Eli/MC
Beckett and Eli in a western setting
Eli x Beckett face swap
Eli x Beckett in Robin x Sofia art (lmao)
🌟 Double Trouble (Eli/MC + Atlas)
Hydrobreath (Eli + Atlas)
“my younger twin sister” (double trouble x mtfl edit)
Misc
Blood of the Sun (a spinoff movie poster)
Coolness of metal and water-atts (meme)
Alma with FA Dionne’s hair and D&D MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)
Sam Dalton
Sam Dalton as Sam Dalton and Sam Dalton as Sam Dalton
Sam Dalton with BB Serafine’s hair and TCTF Val’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)
Sofia as Lady Dimitrescu from Resident Evil
the cake on sofia’s skirt works as floral print
John Somerset x Tatum Mendoza crossover
Vampire Harlenay
Flynn o’Malley in fem VOS characters’ hair
Flynn o’Malley in fem outfits
Anna Koishi
Anna Koishi, at the club, with short pink hair
Anna Koishi with TE Atlas’s hair and PT Avery’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)
Anna Koishi as Atlas Ernhardt
politics reporter and student (FA mc x WT mc)
Asian f!Dakota with Hispanic f!Dakota’s hair
Daenerys, the mother of dragons (using TRR mc)
TRR mc as Daenerys (edit #2)
the greatest witch of our time (BB mc as Hermione Granger)
me before you (poster edit with TRR Mc and AME Adam)
Aquaman (ft Cassian and Ava)
Wolf Bride wolf in Poppy’s outfit
Imogen Dragons
rip fallen books
The Crew (DSAW)
Wizards of Waverley Place (THOBM edit)
omg a hit tweet (pb meme)
Choicedits Challenges
ACOR Sabina without using her assets
OpH Jackie without using her assets
Harry Potter and Hermione Granger using Choices assets
Priestesses of the Light
Coldplay’s Higher Power album cover using only Choices assets
Asian Wolf Bride MC as TE MC
Lovelink Edits
Nicholas Adley in Pirate Outfit
Jamie Grant in multiple outfits from HERO
#choices#pixelberry#playchoices#play choices#suoiredits#the elementalists#choices foreign affairs#choices queen b#robin tora#Blades of light and shadow
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