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Masterlist Week 2
Immortal Desires
Indigo Night | Cassius Harlow x NB!MC; NB!OC - @aallotarenunelma
Open Heart
Abundance | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @jerzwriter
After Dark Part Two: Satisfaction Guaranteed | Bryce Lahela x F!OC - @storyofmychoices
Death Stare | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @headoverheelsforramsey
No One Else... Part 1 of 2 | Tobias Carrick x F!MC; Ethan Ramsey; Sienna Trinh - @jerzwriter
Not the Right Person | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC; Sienna Trinh; Aurora Emery - @lucy-268
Sadie's Self Care Sunday #22 | F!MC; Sienna Trinh; Jackie Varma; Aurora Emery; Kyra Santana; Esme Ortega - @peonyblossom
Simple Pleasures | Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter
The Unexpected Valentine | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC; Sienna Trinh; Bryce Lahela; Jackie Varma; Elijah Greene - @liaromancewriter
Unhealthy Snack | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect
Valentine Memories | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC; Alan Ramsey - @liaromancewriter
Perfect Match
Noot Noot | Sloane Washington; F!Hayden Young; F!MC - @lizzybeth1986
Crossover: The Royal Romance x Open Heart
The Galentine’s Day Queens | TRR F!MC; OH F!MC; TRR F!OC; TRR M!OC - @bebepac
#immortal desires#open heart#perfect match#crossover: the royal romance x open heart#cassius harlow x nb!mc#ethan ramsey x f!mc#bryce lahela x f!oc#tobias carrick x f!mc#ethan ramsey#sienna trinh#aurora emery#jackie varma#kyra santana#esme ortega#bryce lahela#elijah greene#sloane washington x f!hayden young#choicesfebruary2023#choices monthly challenge#choices#playchoices
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CFWC F/AotW - Feb 11 - 17, 2024
✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
🏳️🌈 = LGBTQIA | 💘 Valentine's Day
🔹Submitted by creator
AMERICAS MOST ELIGIBLE
Derek Taylor x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @lilyoffandoms for @tveitertotwrites
BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW
Aerin Valleros x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @erixadraws
Happy Valentine's Day 🎨💘 | Aerin Valleros x f!human!mc - @artbyalz
Maiele Nightbloom Fanart 🎨🔹| BOLAS elf!MC by @storyofmychoices for @lilyoffandoms
Mal Volari x F!MC Fanart 🎨💘🔹by @cammarada (C: @storyofmychoices)
A Whitetower Festival of Friendship & Love ✒️🔹| Mal Volari x MC - @dutifullynuttywitch
Woven Threads and Winding Roads ✒️🔹| Tyril Starfury x f!human!mc - @aria-ashryver for @thosehallowedhalls
BLOODBOUND
By Any Other Name ✒️💘🏳️🌈🔹| Kamilah Sayeed x F!MC - @thosehallowedhalls for @vampirkit
First Birthday ✒️| Adrian Raines x f!MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession
CRIMES OF PASSION
CoP Full F/AotW List Week Ending Feb. 17, 2024
THE CURSED HEART
Kieran x MC Fanart 🎨🔹by @gaiuskamilah for @lilyoffandoms
DESIRE AND DECORUM
Whimsical Walks and Poetic Talks ✒️🎨🔹| Ernest Sinclaire x F!MC - @storyofmychoices for @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
DISTANT SHORES
Distant Shores: An Alternate Path ✒️🔹| f!Charlie Smith x M!MC - @korgbelmont
THE FRESHMAN SERIES
Happy Valentine's, Hater ✒️💘| TFS MC - @choicesmc
Zig Ortega x F!MC Fanart 🎨🔹by @/artsbymena (C: @choiceswithmika)
HIGH SCHOOL STORY
Aiden Zhou Fanart 🎨 by @lilyoffandoms for @cadybear420
Rolling on Forward ✒️🏳️🌈 🔹| Aiden Zhou x NB!MC - @cadybear420
HOLLYWOOD U
Cafe Whispers & Scone Kisses ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Addison Sinclair x F!MC - @storyofmychoices
IT LIVES IN THE WOODS
A New Chapter: A Valentine's Day Special ✒️💘 🔹| Stacy Green x M!MC - @korgbelmont
LAWS OF ATTRACTION
Dancing Queen ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Original Characters - @aces-and-angels
Date Night🎨🏳️🌈💘 🔹| Gabe Ricci x M!MC - @choicesmc
Guess Where Magnus is From 🎨| Original Characters - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
LOA OCs Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
That Place ✒️🏳️🌈Beau McGraw, Wind (NB!MC) - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
The Tarmin Awdernviel Gala 🎨🏳️🌈| Multiple Characters by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Wind Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈🔹| LOA NB!MC - @storyofmychoices for @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
MURDER AT HOMECOMING
Let Me Be Your Valentine, St. Valentine ✒️🎨🏳️🌈 💘 🔹| Donovan Navarro x/& NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma
OPEN HEART
Open Heart F/AotW Full Listing Week Ending Feb. 17, 2024
PERFECT MATCH
Sloane Washington Fanart 🎨by @sazanes
Sloane Washington Pajamas 🎨 by @sazanes
Sloane Washington Valentine's Day 🎨 by @sazanes
Sloane Washington x F!Hayden Young Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @sazanes
Women in STEM/Girl Power! 🎨| Sloane Washington - @cassiopeaicorvus
Written in the Stars 🎨| Sloane Washington - @cassiopeaicorvus
Written in the Stars: Queen Star 🎨| Slaone Washington - @sazanes
THE ROYAL ROMANCE
Cordonian Karaoke: Hana Take 3✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Hana Lee x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles
Goodbyes Are the Hardest ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @silvermillenniumqueenneptune
Marabelle: The Game of Kings ✒️💘🔹| Liam Rys x F!MC - @tessa-liam
My Lonely Valentine: The Agreement ✒️💘Ⓜ️ 🔥🔹| Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles
Round Robin Chapter 1: Welcome ✒️🔹- @angelasscribbles
WISHFUL THINKING
Anna Koishi x F!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @noesapphic
#choices fanfic#choices fanart#americas most eligible#blades of light and shadow#bloodbound#crimes of passion#the cursed heart#desire and decorum#distant shores#the freshman series#high school story#hollywood u#it lives in the woods#laws of attraction#murder at homecoming#open heart#perfect match#the royal romance#wishful thinking#playchoices#choices fic writers creations#playchoices fanfic#playchoices fanart#cfwc fics of the week#cfwc art of the week
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🎄 Christmas Tree Dilemma 🎄
Book: Perfect Match
Pairing: M!Hayden Young x Arielle Park (F!MC)
Other Characters: Sloane Washington
Word Count: ~598
Rating: General
Tagging: @choicesholidays; @choicesflashfics Holiday Prompt: "Are you even tall enough to put the star on the tree?" @choicesficwriterscreations Holiday Event: "I told you the tree was too big!"
Summary: Hayden and Arielle try to place the star on top of their huge tree, but after failing multiple times to do so, they decide to call on a third party for assistance.
"I told you the tree was too big!"
Arielle watched as Hayden stood with his heels raised, desperately trying to place the star on top of the tree for the umpteenth time, but to no avail.
"It's not too big! It's just slightly taller than your average tree." He replied, still trying to reach the top.
"Are you even tall enough to put the star on the tree?”
"Of course I am!" Hayden huffed.
But as he continued to struggle, it was clear that he wasn't.
She shook her head at his feeble attempt. "Look, we clearly need help at this point. This 'slightly taller than your average tree' is almost touching the ceiling. I've called Sloane, she said she'll be right over soon."
"Oh great!" He said, nearly losing his balance. "We could certainly use it."
Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Arielle walked over to the door and opened it, and there stood a slightly panting Sloane in her winter clothes.
"What happened? I was told that this was a matter of life and death, so I dropped everything and came as fast as I could."
She added sheepishly, "I also may or may not have nearly gotten into a car crash while I was on my way. But that's okay, the most important thing is that I'm here now!"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Sloane! I didn't mean to make you rush like that. I was just over exaggerating when I said it was a matter of life and death." Arielle admitted.
Hayden laughed. "Tell me about it."
"...Oh. So what was it that you needed my help with, then?" Sloane asked as she entered their apartment.
Arielle pointed to the freakishly large tree in the center of their living room. "With that."
Sloane pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and her eyes widened as she took in the sight of the Christmas tree.
"Oh my..."
"Oh my, indeed. It was Hayden's idea, by the way."
Hayden rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Guilty as charged. At first glance, I didn't think it was tall enough to the point that it would touch the ceiling but it seems I was wrong."
"You see, we want to get the star on top, but we have no idea how." Arielle explained.
"Have you guys tried using a chair?"
The couple slowly glanced at each other. Then suddenly, Hayden rushed to grab a nearby chair and placed it in front of the Christmas tree.
"I'm guessing that's a no." Sloane laughed.
Arielle shook her head in amazement. "Oh my god, I can't believe it. The solution was so obvious and we were over here having a crisis about it."
"Seems like we got a little drunk off the eggnog from earlier, hm?" Hayden quipped as he carefully attached the star to the very top of the tree.
Once Hayden stepped down from the chair, they all gathered around to admire the final result.
"Finally! We did it." Arielle grinned up at the tree as Hayden wrapped an arm around her.
"It's gorgeous. You guys did such an amazing job!" Sloane marveled.
Dipper walked over to the tree and sniffed it curiously, her tail wagging as she inspected it.
"Do you like the tree, Dipper?" Arielle asked.
Dipper barked excitedly in reply.
"That's a yes. This tree officially has the Dipper Stamp of Approval!" Hayden chuckled.
Together, they all stood side by side, admiring the Christmas tree in all its glory, and basking in the spirit of the holidays with each other.
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#playchoices#cfwc holidays 2023#cfwc fics of the week#playchoices fanfic#choices fanfic#choices fanfiction#choices fic writers creations#perfect match#choices perfect match#perfect match choices#choicesflashfics#hayden young#arielle park#hayden young x mc#hayden x arielle#pm hayden#pixelberry#pixelberry studios#choices fandom#choices stories you play#choices stories we play#choices#my writing
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Harvest Moon
Book: Perfect Match
Rating: PG
Pairings: Basil Park (m!MC) x Sage Young (f!Hayden), Basil Park x Sloane Washington, Kim Washington
Summary: It's Sage's first ever birthday! And what better way to celebrate it than a fun road trip to a place where they can see the last supermoon of the year - just her, Basil, Sloane and Kim. But this time might be a little different - because this time around, Kim knows Sage is a Match...
Word Count: 4, 099 words
Note: While looking up this year's celestial sightings would be, I discovered that 29th Sept is when we will see the last supermoon of the year. PM is set in the future but for sure I felt like it would be just extra special for me to do a similar setting for a birthday fic 😁 The events of this fic are referenced in "Saffron Sugar, Turmeric Spice"
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Sage is pretty sure no one-year-old has ever had a birthday surprise quite like this one.
Though technically, there was no way it could have been a surprise. This road trip was planned and booked two months in advance, Sloane and Kim have been wanting to check out Cherry Springs State Park's dark sky view for a while, and Basil and Sage have checked the Yearly Astronomical Reference Guide on seasky.org often enough to know that the very last supermoon you'll see this year, will make an appearance on Sage's birthday.
Sure, there are people who'll wonder at the wisdom of driving five hours for a view they could enjoy anywhere in New York. But combining road trips and amateur astronomy is a family tradition. Their family tradition. A tradition the Washington women created and enjoyed themselves; a tradition both Sage and Basil both love. Because the Washingtons are their family.
Sage lets out a low, trembling sigh, and clutches her jacket closer to her body.
Were, she reminds herself, maybe "were my family" is the better phrase to use here. Would still be, if she hadn't opened her big mouth on a visit to DC last week. While Kim stood outside her door, frozen in stunned silence.
The memory is humiliating enough now to make Sage train her eyes with unusual focus outside the car window. She doesn't want to see the worry in Basil's eyes, or the pleas to talk to her in Sloane's.
She isn't sure what she'll see in Kim's, because it's been hard maintaining eye contact with her ever since that moment in the doorway - but she knows for sure whatever warmth she'd seen there before must be long gone.
On the face of it, everything seems the same. After that awkward first day, Kim seemed eager to steer things back to normal. So normal, in fact, that it began to freak Sage out.
It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to talk like everything was okay, while their stares and body language said something else altogether. Damien's wariness. Khaan's clinical interest. Winona's transparent-as-glass attempts to look away from her shoulder. The brief flash of pain in President Thompson's eyes every time she saw Sage. And while there's been enough press releases and outreach designed to change public opinion on sentient andriods....the path to real transformation is slow. And hard. And sometimes downright exhausting.
Sage is tired. She doesn't want to have to go through conversations like that again. And to have Kim - the woman she considered mom even before they met - be the person she had that talk with...would practically break her.
Better to keep off that eventuality for as long as she possibly can.
"Sage, baby," Kim says, distractedly, eyes on the road. "Which song next? Come Fly With Me, Fly Me to The Moon or The Girl from Ipenama?"
Nervous, Sage bites her lip. Kim has never had this much trouble choosing Sinatra songs on a road trip before. Still, maybe guessing why Kim would want these tunes in particular would distract her. The first one probably for the travel vibes. The second fits the theme of their trip and Sage suspects Kim would put the third one on just to get her to translate the Spanish verses again.
"Come Fly With Me for now," she says, "I don't care if it's about going on a plane and reminds me how sick and tired we all got of airplane peanuts last year - it's still a travel song."
Kim's laughter is light like a summer breeze, as she fiddles with the radio. Sloane joins her, her voice so like her mother's that they sound like double echoes. Sage can see the swing of her new earrings as Sloane turns to look at them. Bright yellow hoops that contrast so perfectly with her purple blazer, the spiral-like curls at the edges intricate and made entirely of paper.
Sage feels a glow of pride, looking at the immaculate detailing. Kim had taken up quilling as a hobby only early this year, and already her craftwork could rival any seasoned professional.
"Wonder how Dipper's doing," Sloane murmurs, suddenly rummaging inside her bag for her phone, "maybe I should give Nadia and Steve a call?"
"In the lap of luxury, for sure," Basil says, smiling.
"That dog is so spoiled," Sage lets out an unladylike snort.
Kim looks too preoccupied with the road to say anything, but no more than two minutes later the song on the car radio changes. To a song that Sage is pretty damn sure isn't a regular one on their playlist. Mama Will Bark. With its humourous whimsy, terrible dog puns and periodic howling. Sage almost chokes on her own laugh.
Her eyes meet Kim's in the front view mirror for less than a second; so belief that she's convinced she has to have imagined that Kim winked at her.
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Basil and Sloane give Sage her birthday gift at the Campgrounds, just before sunset. She gasps at the beauty she's just unwrapped - A GoPro Hero 35 Black camera kit; the Creator Edition Bundle, the kind that comes with a chest mount, a head mount, a tripod - the works. It's the kind of camera that would work like magic any time, any terrain, any weather. An adventure lover's dream.
"Wow..." she breathes, her chest tight, "Fucking wow."
Behind them, Kim clears her throat. Very audibly.
Spying from beneath her lashes, Sage spots a slight smile. "Oops," she says, not feeling very sorry at all. Secret jokester that she is, Kim likes to front like she cares about the group's collective tendency to cuss at the drop of a hat, but does such a poor job of it that it's become an inside joke among them all now.
Kim chuckles. "What say we all take a small walk after half an hour?"
The three of them nod, and stuff the wrapping paper and used tapes into a bag they've reserved just for garbage, to be thrown at the sanitary dump area before they leave the premises. Basil looks around the near-empty expanse of greenery, "We could go now if you want, Kim."
A small huff of laughter. "Not yet. The moon will be out any minute now. Go put that camera to good use and...moongaze, I guess...I'll just take care of a few things in the tent."
Soon enough, the harvest moon does come out - more swollen, more rounded, more golden than the full moon they're all used to. Its colouring takes on an almost ombre tone - a light gold at the top, melting into an almost red-orange hue towards the bottom. It feels so close you could be tempted to reach out and touch it.
It wasn't like they didn't know what to expect. Sloane told them. Showed them videos, pictures, all peppered with jargon they could barely understand. Explained the science so that by the time they came here they knew that, technically, this was an optical illusion caused by the moon's elliptical orbit. They knew what a perigee was. Enough documentary nights have passed between the three of them to make the moon sound like less of an object of magic and whimsy, and more a funny little rock that orbits the earth every 28 days.
But...but seeing it up there like this, up in a sky unmarred by smog and bright lights, where on any other night the Milky Way would be laid out across the sky like a carpet of stars. And so close, that you could make out - ever so faintly - the lattice work of the craters and the fine lines that connect them. Sage wonders at the sheer intimacy of this experience; of being here, watching this, with the two people who mean the world to her.
"Yknow what," she murmurs, rummaging through boxes and protective cases and quickly setting up the GoPro, "now would be a good time to try this baby out. Like, it is my birthday."
Basil grins. "I'm game," he says looking at Sloane, "have any ideas, babe?"
Sloane looks up, nose scrunched in deep thought. "Would silhouettes take too much time? The moon could shift position too soon if we don't time it right."
"Leave that to me," Sage says, smirking. "I'm the photographer here, remember?"
Sloane rolls her eyes in a way that reminds them eerily of Alana. "I built you from scratch a year ago, remember?"
"Touché," Sage chuckles as she gets to work. The setup isn't easy, and the fact that the moon could shift position anytime makes Sage's movements almost frenetic, but just as she is about to signal to Basil and Sloane to move together for a silhouette shot perfectly set up on the backdrop of a Harvest Moon, she sees Sloane approach her.
"You're the birthday girl," she says, panting, "You should get first dibs on a shot."
Sage giggles. "Trust you to spoil me as much as you do Dipper." She makes a few final adjustments, then turns to Sloane. "You know how to work this?"
"Sure I do. I looked up at least 8 - no, 9 - tutorials!"
She lets out a belly laugh, playfully punching Sloane in the shoulder. "Show off."
Sloane has only one instruction to Basil and Sage when they finally position themselves to her satisfaction. They're already in each other's arms; Sage winding hers behind his neck and fiddling idly with the mess of curls there, Basil flattening his palms against her waist, nuzzling her nose with his.
"Kiss already!" Sloane yells.
Basil grins. "As the lady wishes," Sage barely hears the words over the rush of sensation flooding her, as his mouth descends on her top lip. She smiles into the kiss, her hands already moving to fist themselves in his shirt.
Almost a year since they first met, since that first life-altering kiss outside his apartment door. So much has happened to them since then...but still. Her pulses still race like it's the first time all over again.
Sage takes a deep, shaky breath when their lips part, her forehead touching his, not fully ready to break contact yet. She caresses his back slowly as she lets go, and she knows that the biggest, goofiest, sappiest grin must be showing on her face right now.
She calls out to Sloane as she makes her way to where she's standing. "Your turn, space princess!"
Sage lines up her shot and stands back, noting with satisfaction that the moon looks suitably large - overwhelmingly so - and still very close to the horizon. Basil and Sloane's silhouettes stand out perfectly against the backdrop; Sloane cups his face with both hands as she usually does, her shoulders folding in on themselves as she allows herself to settle into their kiss. Sage knows it's always been this way between them; sharing physical space isn't easy for Sloane, and she needs a partner who will ease her in rather than rush her.
Sage doesn't know what that feels like - she needs an element of surprise, the thrill of brief, needy kisses in hidden hallways. She's always been the more tactile one - for her, touch is comfort. And somehow, inexplicably, Basil seems to understand both their ways of loving, and enjoy it. Love it, even.
Stop being sappy, Sage shakes her head, laughing, you're gonna take the best damn pictures of them they've ever seen, just wait.
The camera captures everything - Sloane standing on tiptoe to kiss Basil, one of his hands tenderly cradling the back of her neck and the other wrapped around her, the shape of their parted lips so heart-stoppingly close as they move away. Sage has taken so many that it will probably be harder to pick the best one from the lot.
They take more pictures by the moon (Kim pops by shortly after Sage's last shots of Basil and Sloane, telling them she'll take fifteen more minutes before joining them for their walk). Sloane and Sage forming the cheesiest-ever heart shapes with their arms, making Basil laugh so much they're sure his photos will come out a blurry, incoherent mess. Spotting a nightjar on a low branch, lining the shot up so its silhouette is caught in sharp contrast to the supermoon too.
Sage wants to take other, simpler pictures: just them sitting and talking, the moonlight casting a golden glow over their faces...but she can't. She won't. Without Kim, pictures like that would feel incomplete. No matter what problems they may have among themselves, no matter what Kim would think of her...Kim matters too much to be excluded from her most personal, most vulnerable photos of this night.
Almost as though summoned by Sage's thoughts, Kim appears. Her smile seems a little tired, and her right hand seems to curl loosely into itself. A fist, but not quite. She carries a flashlight with a red filter on her right hand, the ones they all bought two weeks ago to preserve their night vision. For the first time Sage looks back at her, and when she looks at Basil and Sloane a few seconds later there is something strange about their smiles that she can't exactly place.
They're ten minutes into their walk when Sage realizes that Basil and Sloane are far behind her and Kim, seeming to take their own sweet time to catch up.
Panicking, she turns to Kim, searching her face for a mirror of the confusion she feels. She finds none. Kim is instead taking deep breaths, putting her hands in her pockets and soaking in the fragrance of the dark cherry trees nearby. Like she isn't in any real hurry either.
An invisible fist seems to close around the center of her chest. Sage can hardly breathe.
"Sit with me for a bit, Sage." Kim's voice is warm, gentle, like the handmade quilt she'd made Sloane one Christmas, that now covers the three of them in their own bed. For the first time she doesn't trust the emotion she reads into it.
Sage doesn't give much thought these days to the inner workings of her own body. Whether she has heartbeats, what causes the fizzing sensation beneath her skin whenever she gets too nervous, how her blushing (which not many notice) isn't a result of too much blood rushing to a singular place but a mechanism set in motion by commands and code. But it's times like these - when her body feels too much, all at once - that she wishes she understood better how it all worked. That she wonders why the magnitude of what she's experiencing alone doesn't cause her body to shut down.
Right now, it's just one emotion - fear - and there's too much of it firing every synapse in this manmade (womanmade? Sloane created her, after all) body.
She feels Kim's eyes boring into her as they settle on the grass.
"Sage, honey. Did I do something wrong?"
For the first time in a week, Sage looks up at Kim and actually holds her gaze this time. Those weren't the words she was expecting to hear, nor is this soft, worrying look in her eyes the one she was expecting to see. She lets out a deep, shuddering breath.
"Thought you hated me," she presses her lips together, hating the way tears form a film over her eyes and blur her vision, hating her inability nowadays to pretend she was strong when she most needed it, "For lying. For not being human enough."
The force of Kim's sudden embrace feels as powerful as a gut punch. Sage gasps at how strong Kim's arms feel, wrapped around her shoulders, engulfing her so that Sage's face is buried in the space between neck and shoulder. She breathes in Kim's distinctive fragrance - fresh herbs and warm tea - and is hit by the sudden sharp memory of the phantom figure she rarely thinks about now. The mother who hugged her just like this when her first crush rejected her in front of the whole school. The mother Sloane programmed her to remember.
"Oh, honey," Kim whispers, hands rubbing down her back in a rhythm that Sage always associated with soft blankets and lullabies. "No. No. No. Never." Her voice is soft and hoarse, almost like she's trying to hold back tears. "I could never hate you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ever allowed you to think that."
Sage turns her head in the opposite direction towards the moonlit horizon, cheek still pressed against Kim's shoulder. It isn't Kim's fault, not really. She was trying to tell her nothing had changed. It was...it was just hard for her to believe.
She takes a few deep breaths, tries hard not to let her tears fall. They fall anyway.
When Kim speaks again, her voice is still soft, barely louder than a whisper. "I...I think I know where I got it wrong. That first day, wasn't it? Because I barely said anything."
Sage doesn't answer. There's too much she wants to say; none of it feels right for this conversation. Kim pauses for a beat, then speaks again.
"I think I wanted to take time to process. All those times I saw you crying about your mother, all those times the three of you would look at me...like there was something you needed to hide from me."
"Sorry," Sage says, giving Kim's arm an apologetic squeeze. "We were going to tell you at some point, I swear. I guess we just keep putting it off."
Kim places her hands on either side of Sage's face, raising it as if she wants to take a good look at her. Her eyes are moist too, and the pain she feels at making Kim sad twists inside her stomach like a knife. "Sloane told me you had no clue who you were until you saved Basil from a taser."
Sage nods. "I had all these memories. Huddling under a table with my mom during a storm. Getting jealous when my friends were hogging her attention," Kim chuckles a little at that one. Sage looks down before she whispers, "road trips with Sinatra on the radio..."
Kim's hands come to her shoulders now, as she shakes her head. "Sloane told me about that. All I could think of was what my poor Sage had been through. I felt like I needed to fully reevaluate everything I thought I knew about you with all that in mind. And when the time came to talk...I guess I didn't know how to actually talk about it."
Sage nods and looks away, finally understanding. Her brain is too much on overdrive to immediately respond, the words she doesn't hate me, she doesn't hate me, forming a tattoo in her head.
Kim speaks again. "I wanted to show you that it didn't matter to me...that's why I started speaking to you like before. Except...that backfired, didn't it?"
Sage sighs. Kim doesn't know about all the people who tried to pretend and then screwed up anyway, and Sage doesn't want her to know. "Maybe. But I don't know if I was ready to talk either," she says slowly, "And I can't blame you for taking a day to think."
Kim seems to search Sage's face for... something - Sage can't figure out what - before she moves away, raising her knees in front of her and winding her arms around them. There is a small, tight smile on her lips. "I guess you could say I was...processing."
For a few moments, Sage can do nothing but blink. Several times.
"Oh my God, Kim," once Sage gets it, she can't stop laughing, "that joke was terrible!"
The smile widens. "Sorry my load time took most of the day."
"No! Worse!"
Kim stares at her, all placid innocence. "Kim.exe has stopped working."
"Stop! Stop!" Sage almost punches her arm in her attempts to stop laughing, just like she did at Kim's jokes several weeks ago, and every golden, sunlit, wonderful week before that. "You're killing me here!"
Kim and Sage fall over each other, finding themselves in loop after loop of giggle fits. So much so that they forget what they were actually laughing about - they only have to look at each other before they start again.
When they're done clutching their stomachs and wiping tears from their eyes, Sage keeps her head on Kim's shoulder. Kim keeps her arm around Sage's. All the laughter is gone from Kim's voice now; it is low and measured, as if she's been practicing the words.
"It isn't fair."
Sage tenses. "What isn't?"
"That anyone would make you believe...that how you were built, should make you any less of a person."
Sage smiles wanly. It's as if all the stress and all the pain, all the fear of having to face hostility again, has leaked out of her - leaving her in a weird mix of exhaustion and bliss. She winds her arms around Kim's midsection, closing her eyes against the faint memory of doing this as a child, to a figure who feels more phantom than mother.
"I have my people," she says, "and before you ask - yes, you're one of them. I was just afraid I'd lose you."
Their arms tighten around each other. "Never," Kim says it like a vow, then tilts her head to where Basil and Sloane stand, holding hands and gazing at the harvest moon.
Sage grins, briefly dislodging herself from Momma Kim's embrace and calling out to them.
"Get here, you two! Stop pretending to moongaze or whatever. Kim and I patched up!"
"About time you did!" Basil calls back as they both make their way towards Kim and Sage.
Sage pretends to look annoyed. "We spent, like, a whopping ten minutes yapping here. The least you could've done was sneak in a good makeout sesh."
"Sage!" Sloane says, grinning and hiding her face in Basil's arm. "Not in front of mom!"
Kim laughs. "You two expect me to believe that? I've seen more than my fair share, Trudy!"
Seeing the four of them laugh together in a way they haven't all week, Sage's chest feels so full she can hardly bear it. They all stand together, switching between giggly banter about the rest of the group and gazing up at the golden moon again. They know it's the last time they'll see a supermoon this year.
Kim stops Sage just as they're all about to return to their tents, ready to settle for the night. Basil and Sage look at each other, smile, and go inside.
"C'mere," she says, taking something out of her pocket. Whatever it is, it's small enough to nestle in the palm of her hand. "In the middle of all that yapping I forgot to give you your birthday present, darling."
Sage lets out a soft gasp. In the brief but intense rollercoaster that was today she almost forgot she had a birthday to celebrate.
Kim opens her palm to reveal two large, gorgeous, teardrop shaped earrings - the quilling pattern on them so intricate it reminds Sage of arabesque designs. Even in the dark the colours dazzle: electric blue on the outside, sunset orange on the inside. The double-toned hues remind Sage so much of a fiery sunset, sinking into a deep blue sea.
"Happy birthday, honey," Kim whispers.
This work of art. One that must have taken blood, sweat, tears, paper strips, glue, tools. One that must have taken Momma Kim hours to get right.
Sage tries to swallow a lump in her throat, cursing herself for the fresh onset of tears. "For me?"
Kim lets out a laugh that borders on watery. "Anything for my girls." She steals a glance at their tent, "and boy, of course. Basil's getting a pendant. Don't tell."
She giggles; another implanted memory emerges as she holds out her little finger. This time it doesn't appear with the wave of bitterness that usually follows...this time, she holds that memory to her chest, with joy. And love.
She links her pinky with Kim's, laughing again as the older woman's eyes brighten. "Pinky promise."
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They'd asked for a two-night stay when they'd made the bookings. Cherry Springs is an internationally-acclaimed Dark Sky Park, Sloane had explained back then, before slipping into what they all dub her personal "Guide to Understanding Astronomy Jargon for My Very Confused Boyfriend and Best Friend", That means a place that restricts artificial light so you can experience true darkness. The stars can never be clearer in the night sky than in a place like that! You just won't see as much of it when you have a big bright supermoon on the horizon.
Which is how they end up staying another night at Cherry Springs, soaking in the brilliance of the stars against a slowly waning moon, shrunk to its usual size. The three of them are huddled together beneath a quilt that Kim had knitted for Sloane, long before she had ever met Basil and Sage.
Kim herself has turned in for the night, early sleeper that she is. She'd kissed them all goodnight before leaving, and Sage couldn't resist tightening her arms around her so she could hold on to her warmth a minute more.
Sage marvels at how comfortably the three of them fit against each other right now: her head on Basil's shoulder, Sloane's lying sideways against his chest, her fingers idly playing with the smaller curls above Sage's neck, taking full advantage of the fact that she feels ticklish there. Sage squirms and buries her hushed laughter in Basil's arm.
Dangly, beautiful, handmade earrings - yellow and blue-orange - swing joyously against Sloane's and Sage's necks. Hugging the quilt tighter to herself, Sage begins to play with Sloane's lovely yellow hoops. Sloane returns the gesture, grinning cheekily, and Basil lets out a small huff of laughter.
They'll head home tomorrow - wind in their hair, the sun on their skin, singing New York, New York. Just as they did before they came here...but not at all the same. They will probably return louder. Happier. More one with each other than ever before.
She looks around at the two people with her, and the woman already sleeping in a tent inside. When she releases a breath, it comes out in a happy sigh.
My people, Sage thinks dreamily, as her eyes follow the long, winding, heaven-bound path of the Milky Way. My family.
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Harvest moons refer to the final supermoon of the year, which usually shows up towards the end of September. It's called so because it coincides with the harvest season. This year it actually did happen on 29th Sept. Learn more about harvest moons here, and different kinds of supermoons here.
References for the quilled earrings Kim made for the girls:
I HC that Sloane likes hoops, and this is the first design Kim masters. So the one on the left is Sloane's, and the blue-orange one on the right is Hayden's birthday present.
Currently the latest GoPro in the market is the Hero 12, but since this is set in the future I've given it a different number.
Faceclaims:
Sage Young - Lupita Nyong'o
Basil Park - Eric Mun
Sloane Washington - Nelly Muse
Kim Washington - Aunjanue Ellis
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Tagging @choicesficwriterscreations for FoTW and (possibly) Bisexual Awareness Week
Tagging @choicesseptemberchallenge2023 for Day 4 - Moonlight, Moon (pls ignore if the entry is too late)
Tagging @choicesprompts for Flufftober, "Birthday Surprise".
Tagging @haydenyoungappreciationweek and @sazanes for Day 5: Happy Birthday Hayden!
#hayden young#perfect match#haydenyoungappreciationweek#HYAW#HYAW 2023#HYAW Day 5#HYAW Day 5: Happy Birthday Hayden!#lizzybeth1986#content: fanfic
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Bisexual Awareness Week 2023 Masterlist
Blades of Light and Shadow
Ask Answered - f!human!MC (Daenarya of Riverbend) - @storyofmychoices
Ask Answered - Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury - @storyofmychoices & @lilyoffandoms
Love is love is love! - Mal Volari x f!human!MC (Daenarya of Riverbend) x Nia Ellarious - submitted by @storyofmychoices; art by coffeesforchloe (IG)
Picrew Mal & Daenarya - Mal Volari, f!human!MC (Daenarya of Riverbend) - @storyofmychoices
Sculpting Desires - Mal Volari x f!human!MC (Daenarya of Riverbend), Tyril Starfury x m!elf!MC (Maiele), Mal Volari x Tyril Starfury - @storyofmychoices
Crimes of Passion
bisexual awareness week '23 q's & a's - f!MC (Nora Rose) - @inlocusmads
Cover Redesign - m!Trystan Thorne x nb!MC (Gabriel Rose) - submitted by @lilyoffandoms; art by artbyainna (IG)
High School Story
Questionnaire - f!MC (Evie) - @cadybear420
Open Heart
A Quick Study - f!MC (Casey MacTavish) x f!OC (Jessica Phillips) - @jerzwriter
Ask Answered - Bryce Lahela - @storyofmychoices
Dr. Casey MacTavish Carrick - @jerzwriter
Sydney Serving Absolute Cunt - m!MC (Sydney Valentine) - submitted by @peonyblossom; art by @somewillwin
Perfect Match
Saffron Sugar, Turmeric Spice - f!Hayden Young x poly m!MC (Basil Park), f!Hayden Young x f!OC (Nilkushi Sierra), implied Sloane Washington x MC - @lizzybeth1986
#bisexual awareness week 2023#choices pride bi week 2023#masterlist#high school story#blades of light and shadow#crimes of passion#open heart#perfect match#cadybear420#storyofmychoices#lilyoffandoms#artbyainna#peonyblossom#somewillwin#jerzwriter#lizzybeth1986
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Author's note: Hayden Young Appreciation Week is here! Thank you @lizzybeth1986 @sazanes and @nikkisha16 for hosting this event! Here’s a little something I wrote for Hayden and Sloane. [All characters are owned by Pixelberry Studios]
Book: Perfect Match
Characters: M!Hayden Young, Sloane Washington, F!MC (Natasha) [mentioned]
Rating: T
Word count: 739
Summary: Emotions come to surface as Sloane helps Hayden moving in to his new apartment.
"Last one!" Hayden beams as he walks into the living room of his new apartment carrying a large box of newly purchased wine glasses.
Sitting by the table in the kitchen area and surrounded by a sea of boxes, Sloane looks at her friend with a weak smile. "Great."
"Now that the apartment is clean, all I have to do is put everything in its place." The match says as he leaves the box on the table.
"I arranged all your things in the bathroom, placed the groceries in the fridge and in the kitchen cabinets."
"Really?" Hayden turns around and opens one of the cabinets. His lips curl upwards immediately as he notices the groceries are organized by type, size, and expiring date, just like she always does. He turns back to his friend. "You're wonderful, Sloane. I can't thank you enough."
"No problem. I know you would've arranged everything the same way I did."
"Of course I would. I learned from the best." He winks.
Despite the familiar banter, Sloane's smile doesn't reach her eyes. If anything, she looks more uncomfortable than she seemed to be ever since Hayden told her was moving out of their apartment to live by himself.
She stands up, still forcing a smile. "I heard you talking to Natasha on the phone and I know she's coming over soon, so I ordered sukiyaki and ramen for the two of you. I know it's yours and her favorite's."
"Great minds think alike. She said she's going to stop by the Japanese restaurant on Fifth to bring us food." He opens another cabinet and gets three plates. "Let's set up the table for us."
"Oh, it's okay. Don't worry about me. I have to go."
"Now?" His brows furrow in confusion. "Do you have to go back to Eros?"
"No, I just figured the two of you would wish to be alone. It's okay. I'll call you later and drop by if you need help with anything else. But I know you're going to be fine." Sloane places a hand on Hayden's shoulder, then starts to turn away.
To her surprise, he holds her hand. Her eyes go wide as she turns and Hayden immediately pulls her into a hug. But it doesn't take long for her to return the embrace.
"Stay. Just for lunch."
"But Natasha is coming."
"So? She's your friend too. I promise we'll behave. No PDA during lunch."
Sloane chuckles softly.
The match pulls away and stares at his friend. "I know I decided to live by myself right after we returned to New York and I'm sure this is what I want. But now that all my stuff is here and you're leaving... I guess it's finally hitting me."
"I know the feeling..." She trails off, brows knitted together in a frown. "It isn't going to be easy to arrive home and realize I'll be alone with Dipper. And some days she's not even going to be there." Her lips begin to quiver, but she shakes her head. "Gee, what are we doing? You live three blocks away from me."
They stare at each other and chortle.
Still holding her hand, Hayden brushes his thumb in circles on the back of her hand. "I'm going to miss living with you, Sloane. You're the best friend anyone could ever ask for, but you mean more than that to me. You're my family. I need you to know that."
"I do." Sloane nods, and hesitates for a moment, still fighting back her tears. But then she wraps her arms around his neck and cries. "You're family to me too."
Hayden tightens the embrace and kisses his friend's forehead. "I know."
After a brief moment of comfortable silence, Sloane's phone buzzes inside her pocket. She steps away and fishes it out to check the message. "Your lunch is here."
"You meant our lunch, right?" he corrects her, giving a cheeky smile.
"Hayden, I only ordered for the two of you."
"Lucky for us, Nat isn't afraid to exaggerate when it comes to Japanese food and she's probably bringing enough to feed six people."
A chuckle escapes her lips as she wipes away a tear.
"Stay. I'll get out of your hair as soon as you put your chopsticks down," he jokes.
"Okay," Sloane acquiesces.
"Excellent!" Hayden grins. "Let's go down to the lobby and get our lunch." Draping an arm around Sloane’s shoulder, the two of them walk out of the apartment to grab their meal.
#choices fanfic#haydenyoungappreciationweek#perfect match fanfic#hayden young#sloane washington#m!hayden x f!mc#lorirwritesfanfic#lorircreates
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CFWC LGBTQIA Masterlist Feb (2/2)
✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
🏳️🌈 = LGBTQIA | 💘 = Valentine's Day
LAWS OF ATTRACTION
Bad Liar ✒️Ⓜ️🏳️🌈| Marcus Sharpe x M!OC, Other OCs - @saibug1022
But I'm tired 🎨🏳️🌈| Martin Vanderweil x NB!MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Chillin in Central Park 🎨🏳️🌈 | NB!MC, F!OC, M!OC by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Come Morning Light ✒️🏳️🌈| Marcus Sharpe x M!OC; M!OC & NB!MC - @saibug1022
Dancing Queen ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Original Characters - @aces-and-angels
Date Night🎨🏳️🌈💘 🔹| Gabe Ricci x M!MC - @choicesmc
Don't Let This Be the Last Time ✒️🔹| LOA MC - @choicesmc
Guess Where Magnus is From 🎨| Original Characters - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
How Magnus Became Partner ✒️🏳️🌈| Gabe Rick, M!OC, NB!MC - @aces-and-angels
LOA OCs Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Morning Commute 1: Rain 🎨🏳️🌈| LOA NB!MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Morning Commute 2: Enid🎨🏳️🌈| LOA F!OC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd (@aces-and-angels OC)
Morning Commute 3: Magnus 🎨🏳️🌈| LOA M!OC - @oh-shoot-posts (@saibug1022 OC)
A New Start ✒️🏳️🌈| M!OC, NB!MC - @saibug1022
Pick Your Fighter Lawyer 🎨🏳️🌈| NB!MC, F!OC, M!OC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
That Place ✒️🏳️🌈
The Tarmin Awdernviel Gala 🎨🏳️🌈| Multiple Characters by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
Wind Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈🔹| LOA NB!MC - @storyofmychoices for @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
MURDER AT HOMECOMING
Let Me Be Your Valentine, St. Valentine ✒️🎨🏳️🌈 💘 🔹| Donovan Navarro x/& NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma
OPEN HEART
Any Other Day ✒️🎨🏳️🌈💘🔹| F!MC x F!OC - art by @callmebeem fic by @jerzwriter
A Beast on a Chain ✒️🏳️🌈| Bryce Lahela x M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo
Conversation Hearts ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Bryce Lahela x M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo
lipstick, quick wit, and a dirty mouth 🎨🏳️🌈🔹| OH M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo
Positive Reaction ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Casey MacTavish (F!MC) x Jessica Phillips (F!OC) - @jerzwriter
Rafael Aveiro, Vincent Valentine (M!MC), Bryce Lahela Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 - by @hydn-jpg (C: @griffinsboyfriend)
Valentine's Day Fanart 🎨💘🏳️🌈| Bryce Lahela x M!MC - @lilyoffandoms for @mydemonsdrivealimo
when you really love something, then it loves you back, in whatever way it has to love ✒️💘🏳️🌈🔹| Bryce Lahela x M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo
PERFECT MATCH
Sloane Washington x F!Hayden Young Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @sazanes
THE ROYAL ROMANCE
Cordonian Karaoke: Hana Take 3✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Hana Lee x MC, Drake Walker x MC - @angelasscribbles
WAKE THE DEAD
Three of Hearts ✒️🏳️🌈🔹| Eli Sipes x Zoe Rivera (F!MC) x Troy Hassan - @jerzwriter
WISHFUL THINKING
Anna Koishi x F!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @noesapphic
CFWC LGBTQIA Feb 2024 - Part 1
#cfwc lgbtqia#choices fic writers creations#playchoices#choices stories you play#laws of attraction#murder at homecoming#open heart#perfect match#the royal romance#wake the dead#wishful thinking#choices fanfic#choices fanart#playchoices fanfic#playchoices fanart
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CFWC F/AotW - Oct 1-7, 2023
✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
🌺= Hispanic Heritage Month | 🦄= Bisexuality Awareness Week 🏳️🌈= LGBTQIA
BLADES OF LIGHT AND SHADOW
CRIMES OF PASSION
DESIRE & DECORUM
Vincent Foredale, Earl of Edgewater – The man behind the title ✒️ - @princess-geek
THE ELEMENTALISTS
Griffin x MC x Beckett Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
ENDLESS SUMMER
Estela x Taylor Montoya and Familiy 🎨🏳️🌈 by @marmolady 🌺Estela Montoya
Quinn x MC Fanart 🎨by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
IT LIVES IN THE WOODS
Ava Cunningham Fanart 🎨 by @myautumnrose
Connor x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
The Blade (Part 1) ✒️| ILITW M!MC - @korgbelmont
The Blade (Part 2)
IT LIVES WITHIN
Amalia De Leon x F!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈 🌺by @professor-abeloved
NIGHTBOUND
When Hunters Become Prey (Series) ✒️🏳️🌈 | Nightbound F!MC - @ladylamrian
Chapter 22: Bound With Mother Nature
OPEN HEART
PERFECT MATCH
Harvest Moon ✒️| f!Hayden Young x M!MC, Sloane Washington x M!MC - @lizzybeth1986
THE ROYAL ROMANCE
8 Ball, Corner Pocket ✒️Ⓜ️🔥| Drake Walker x MC - @georgiesgirl1223
Black Silk (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x mc, Drake Walker x mc - @ausiegurl1234
Chapter 19: The Truth ✒️
Cordonian Kareoke (Series) ✒️| LIam Rys, Drake Walker - @angelasscribbles
Leo Take 2
Ghosted (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Liam Rys x MC - @kristinamae093
Chapter 9: One Step Forward
Marry Me ✒️| Drake Walker x MC - @georgiesgirl1223
Never Have I Ever (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️| Bertrand Beaumont x MC - @harleybeaumont
Chapter 21: Let's Just Forget the World
Royal Surprise ✒️| Liam Rys x MC - @eadanga
...Sometimes Not (Series) ✒️| Liam Rys x F!OC - @ao719
Part 11: All I've Ever Known
#choices fanfic#blades of light and shadow#crimes of passion#desire & decorum#the elementalists#endless summer#it lives in the woods#it lives within#nightbound#open heart#perfect match#the royal romance#playchoices#playchoices fanfic#choices the stories you play#choices fic writers creations#cfwc fics of the week#cfwc art fo the week
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Perfect Match Masterlist - 2024
✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
🏳️🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🔹Submitted by creator
March 2024
Alstroemeria as in Adoration ✒️🏳️🌈| PM F!MC - @aallotarenunelma
February 2024
Sloane Washington Fanart 🎨by @lilyoffandoms
Sloane Washington Fanart 🎨by @sazanes
Sloane Washington Pajamas 🎨 by @sazanes
Sloane Washington Valentine's Day 🎨 by @sazanes
Sloane Washington x F!Hayden Young Fanart 🎨🏳️🌈by @sazanes
Women in STEM/Girl Power! 🎨| Sloane Washington - @cassiopeaicorvus
Written in the Stars 🎨| Sloane Washington - @cassiopeaicorvus
Written in the Stars: Queen Star 🎨| Slaone Washington - @sazanes
January 2024
Hayden Young x F!MC Fanart 🎨by @somewillwin for @rosepetals1
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Since I have way too many PM universes and at least four of my MCs have fics featuring them...I thought I'd try to simplify things a little by making a post here of the MCs, their relationships, the personality types they are dating etc 😅
x - signifies a romantic relationship
& - signifies a platonic relationship
Scholar!Hayden (Hazel Park x Iris Young)
MC: Hazel (f! Black MC)
MC FC: Justine Skye
Hayden: Iris (f!Asian Hayden, Scholar)
Hayden FC: Jung Ryeo Won
Hayden's Personality: Mysterious | Sweet | Sincere | Logical
MC's relationships: Only with Iris.
Other Relationships: Steve and Nadia, Sloane and Alana are in relationships as well (actually Steve and Nadia are married in all these universes).
Fics in this Verse:
Metamorphosis (Hayden x MC)
Noot Noot (Sloane & MC, Sloane & Hayden)
Closure (coming soon!) (Hayden x MC, Hayden & President Thompson)
Headcanons:
Hazel Alana Park - Character Sheet
Hazel and Iris' Children
Adventurer!Hayden (Basil Park x Sage Young)
MC: Basil Park (m! Asian MC)
MC FC: Eric Mun
Hayden: Sage Young (f! Black Hayden, Adventurer)
Hayden FC: Lupita Nyong'o
Hayden's Personality: Outgoing | Rebellious| Humourous | Impulsive
MC's relationships: With Sloane, Sage, Alana, Khaan and Damien. He never breaks off with Sage, and she knew from the start that he was polyamorous. He begins dating Sloane even before she reads out her love letter, and begins tentatively dating Damien after they rescue him at Tokyo HQ. Khaan and Alana he gets together with shortly before they defeat Eros.
Other relationships: Steve and Nadia are married, Sloane dates both Khaan and Alana, Sage enrolls in university for a meteorology course and meets a girl who she also dates there.
Fics in this Verse:
The Stars (Are Out Tonight) (Sloane & Hayden, Sloane x MC, Hayden x MC)
Harvest Moon (Hayden x MC, Sloane x MC)
Saffron Sugar, Turmeric Spice (Hayden x MC, Hayden x f!OC)
The Stuff of Exploded Stars (coming soon!) (Sloane x MC)
Once in 50,000 Years (coming soon!) (MC x Sloane, MC x Hayden, Sloane and Hayden in other relationships)
Joker!Hayden (Hawthorne Park x Zinnia Young)
MC: Hawthorne Park (m! Black MC)
MC FC: Daniel Kaluuya
Hayden: Zinnia Young (f! white Hayden, Joker)
Hayden FC: Chloë Grace Moretz
Hayden's Personality: Mysterious | Rebellious | Humorous | Logical
MC's relationships: Hawthorne begins dating Hayden and Damien as per the canon timeline (Zinnia all along, Damien at Berlin), but begins dating Sloane after their boatride together in Paris.
Other relationships: Sloane actively dates Alana as well after the Eros defeat. She later bumps into an old friend from her childhood at Queen's and reunites with him. Zinnia eventually finds Dames and casually dates him at some point.
Fics in this Verse:
Placeholder Apology (Hayden & Dames)
Apology: Take Two (coming soon!) (Hayden & Damien)
Coffee Brown Eyes (Sloane x MC, Sloane x Alana)
Pioneer!Hayden (Rosemary Park x Heathcliff Young)
MC: Rosemary Park (f! Asian MC)
MC FC: Nikkita Chaddha
Hayden: Heathcliff Young (m! Black Hayden, Pioneer)
Hayden FC: Ephraim Sykes
Hayden's Personality: Mysterious | Sweet | Humourous | Logical
MC's relationships: Frankly this is the one universe I haven't thought a lot about yet, but I do know Heathcliff and Rosemary get married over a year after they first met. I don't have a clear idea about who the other characters in this universe are dating either.
Fics in this Verse:
Sea of Love (Hayden x MC)
Headcanons
Pets
Faceclaims for my other characters:
There's one OC in this, and another one I haven't developed much yet! Hopefully when I do have a clear idea for Sloane's childhood friend in Queen's I'll add him as well.
In order:
Sloane Washington - Nelly Muse
Damien/Dames - Chayanne
Alana Kusuma - Marion Jola
OC - Nilukshi Sigera - Yureni Noshika (the Sri Lankan girl from the meteorology course that Sage dates)
#perfect match#hayden young#sloane washington#alana kusuma#dames#damien nazario#a couple mcs and maybe two ocs#basically this is me trying to keep track of all my PM universes 🥲
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Throwback Fics #100
Blades of Light and Shadow
In Your Arms | Tyril Starfury x F!Elf!MC - @missameliep
Of Stardust and Light | Tyril Starfury x F!Elf!MC - @aallotarenunelma
Scars in the Light | Tyril Starfury x F!Elf!MC - @aallotarenunelma
The Red String of Light | Tyril Starfury x F!Elf!MC - @aallotarenunelma
Desire and Decorum
Heaven-sent | Bartholomew Chambers; OC - @noesapphic
In Another Life | Ernest Sinclaire x MC - @princess-geek
Make-Up | Ernest Sinclaire x MC - @princess-geek
A New Addition | Ernest Sinclaire x MC - @noesapphic
Run to You | Hamid x MC - @missameliep
The Pursuit Of Happines; Chapter One: The Light After the Darkness | Hamid x MC - @missameliep
A True Man | Ernest Sinclaire x MC - @noesapphic
Unspoken Desires; Chapter V - The Talk | Briar Daly; Harry Foredale; MC |-@princess-geek
Mother of the Year
Not on the Menu | Levi Schuler x MC - @storyofmychoices
Open Heart
A Day at Home | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect
A Love Like This | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @genevievemd
All Fall Down | Sienna Trinh x M!OC - @liaromancewriter
Blinding Lights | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect
Can't Help Falling | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter
Chance Encounter | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @lucy-268
Comfort | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @trappedinfanfiction
Crazy Kiya Re | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @choicesfanaf
Delaying The Inevitable; Chapter 1 | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC; Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter
Envy and Desire | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @headoverheelsforramsey
Fast Break; Tip Off | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @trappedinfanfiction
First Impressions | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter
Fortune Favors The Brave | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2
Happy Moments | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @trappedinfanfiction
In Between | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @storyofmychoices
Just A Frown Turned Upside Down | Ethan Ramsey x M!MC - @dr-colossal-pita
Language of Curiosity | Ethan Ramsey x M!MC - @dr-colossal-pita
Last Case or Is It? | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2
No More "I Love You's" | Ethan Ramsey x MC - @dr-colossal-pita
Power Couple | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @headoverheelsforramsey
Regret | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect
Secrets | Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @lucy-268
Simple Moments | Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter
Someone Like You | Bryce Lahela x F!OC - @lucy-268
The Year Between; Twenty Questions | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @genevievemd
Three Birthdays, One Love | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @genevievemd
When Egos Collide; Pt 2- When Plans And A Game Is Afoot | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2
Worth The Price of Admission | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @jerzwriter
Your Love Is Killing Me (Part 1) | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @headoverheelsforramsey
Perfect Match
Let's Get Together | Damien Nazario x F!MC - @choicesfanaf
Metamorphosis | F!Hayden Young x F!MC - @lizzybeth1986
The Stars (Are Out Tonight) | Sloane Washington And F!Hayden Young; F!Hayden Young x M!MC; Sloane Washington x M!MC - @lizzybeth1986
Red Carpet Diaries
The Bogart Diaries; #2: Puppy IQ | Thomas Hunt x F!OC - @theartoflovingthomashunt
Rising Tides
Reality Is Better Than Dreams | F!Robin Tora x F!MC - @choicesfanaf
The Royal Romance
Bad Romance; Chapter 1: Just The Girl (I'm Looking For) | Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles
Cordonian Waltz | Liam Rys x MC - @lizzybeth1986
Drake's Pov "First Date" | Drake Wlker; Liam Rys x MC - @angelasscribbles
Savage Love Prologue | Liam Rys; Drake Walker; MC - @angelasscribbles
The Days The Earth Stood Still | Liam Rys x MC; MC x M!OC - @bebepac
Crossovers
Crossover: Perfect Match and The Royal Romance
Just The Way You Are; Chapter 4 Breakfast Blind Date | M!Hayden Young x F!MC; Liam Rys; Trr MC - @bebepac
Crossover: The Royal Romance and Open Heart
The Meet; And Then There Were Two | Liam Rys x ?; Bryce Lahela - @bebepac
#blades of light and shadow#desire and decorum#mother of the year#open heart#perfect match#red carpet diaries#rising tides#the royal romance#cfwc throwback fics#choices fanfiction#playchoices fanfic#choices fic writers creations
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Perfect Match Masterlist 2023
✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart
Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+
December 2023:
Holiday Shopping ✒️🌟| Hayden Young x F!MC - @rosepetals1
Christmas Tree Dilemma ✒️🌟| m!Hayden Young x F!MC - @rosepetals1
November 2023:
Arielle Park 🎨| PM F!MC by @/coffeesforchole (IG) for @rosepetals1
October 2023:
Harvest Moon ✒️| f!Hayden Young x M!MC, Sloane Washington x M!MC - @lizzybeth1986
Indescribable 🎨| Hayden Young by @twinkleallnight
Peeping Damien ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🌺| Damien Nazario x F!MC - @georgiesgirl1223
Hayden Young x MC Fanart 🎨 - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd
September 2023:
Saffron Sugar, Turmeric Spice ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🏳️🌈🦄| f!Hayden x m!mc, f!Hayden x F!OC - @lizzybeth1986
February 2023:
Coffee Brown Eyes ✒️| Sloane Washington - @lizzybeth1986
Noot Noot ✒️| Sloane Washington - @lizzybeth1986
March 2023:
Trudy Sloane ✒️| Sloane Washington - @dcbbw
#perfect match#perfect match fanfic#choices fanfic#playchoices fanfic#choices fic writers creations#cfwc fics of the week
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The Stars (Are Out Tonight)
Book: Perfect Match 1
Pairing: Sloane Washington & F!Hayden Young (platonic), mentions of Basil (M!MC) x F!Hayden (black), hints of Basil (M!MC) x Sloane.
Rating: G
Summary: A set of drabbles exploring Sloane and Hayden's (later, Sage) first weeks together as roommates and friends. Many constellations and asterisms (and one planet!) ahead!
Word Count: 4,064
(Faceclaims:
Sloane Washington: Nelly Muse
Hayden Young: Lupita Nyong'o)
Ursa Major
She doesn't know you don't know each other. She doesn't know you don't know each other.
Sloane knew this wouldn't be easy. She's seen Hayden in every way possible, from the moment she was nothing but coding on a computer and wires inside a mould - has seen this girl develop layer on layer in front of her own eyes. She's called her by her Match code. She's seen Hayden glitch and her systems break down, more than once. She's heard her "maintenance mode" voice: blank, robotic, devoid of emotion. A far cry from the animated, carefree woman walking around her flat today like it's her space too, acting like they've been living together for years.
It's like bringing her work home, only her work isn't allowed to know that it's work.
"Sloane lemme see if this time I get these constellations right," Hayden tells her, looking at the chart on Sloane's bedroom wall. "Big Dipper, right?"
Sloane frowns. This sounds like stuff I'd code into a Logical Match.
Hayden laughs. "Probably the only constellation I know. It's my mom's -"
"- favourite." Sloane's voice comes out in a hushed whisper, her eyes wide.
The hardest part of building her first ever Match, was embedding the memories. Sloane didn't talk to a lot of people. She didn't have a well of stories to choose from. So when it was time to give her assigned project a childhood, she had to dig through her own memories and embellish them, trying to imagine what her own mother would do with a child so utterly unlike her.
"Yeah!" Hayden turns to her, still smiling. "Wait, have I told you that before?"
She just didn't realize how much of her mother she'd incorporated in there. What else is there? Mom's famed gin-chamomile tea? The way Sloane's friends would dub her "Momma Bear" for her affection and fierce hugs? The way she used to call her only kid "best child across galaxies"?
The way she once pointed to the sky, pointed to the Big Dipper, insisted Sloane learn the verses of "Follow the Drinking Gourd"*, by heart, and commit its history and meaning to memory too?
But already Hayden's mind is going in a different direction, telling her stories about her own single mother. Tales from Sloane's own childhood, coming out of a stranger's mouth. Sloane tries not to wince.
Canis Major
"Sloane!" Hayden has just returned to her flat from her morning walk, sweating and out-of-breath, holding a brown and white (and rather smelly) bundle in her hands, "look who came to say hello today."
The bundle's fur is ragged, crusted with mud, but its eyes are lit up and its tail is wagging furiously from side to side. Sloane just isn't prepared for the way it jumps onto her lap.
"Agh!" She yells in a panic, her blood already rushing to her head, "Get it off! Get it off!"
It's doing nothing besides licking her face, really, but these frissons of fear and invaded space aren't exactly allowing her to think.
Hayden is amazingly calm as she coaxes the bundle away. "Shh, shh. Down, girl...down. C'mon. Good girl. I've got you biscuits." Her voice is warm and soothing, like cinnamon-spiced hot cocoa. Quite unlike her usual, bouyant enthusiasm.
Sloane lets out a deep, shuddering breath, allowing all that nervous energy to slowly subside. She's surprised how good Hayden has gotten at this in just a week: at figuring out when Sloane needs space and how to handle her panic attacks. And I'm supposed to be her Field Tech, not the other way around!
Later, much later, with the dog nestled in Hayden's arms at the opposite end of the room and Sloane settled enough to listen, Hayden asks if they can keep the dog in their home.
Sloane begins to open her mouth to say no, then stops. How could she have forgotten that list Cecile passed on to her before they'd started building? From the very loaded client whose cousin was already dating Match #103.
Musician...Polyglot...Masseuse...
Animal lover.
And (according to their notes) Mr Park seems to be more of a dog person.
Client #327, you have a lot to answer for.
Tiredly, Sloane nods. If she has to get used to the idea of keeping a dog at home rather than a cat, she'd better start now.
"So what dyou want to name her?"
Hayden bites her lip, her gaze moving from the dog's ears to her fur to her eager tongue, poking out in expectation. "She belongs to you too. Do you have something in mind?"
Sloane grimaces. She knows Hayden means well, but questions like these always make her feel like she's been put in a spot. Never ask me a question that requires me to choose! I'm steeped in indecisiveness! In her mind, she gropes around blindly for a canine-appropriate name. Any name.
"Uh...I'm not sure. Sirius? Wait...no...that wouldn't work." The dog's ears perk up and her tail moves faster, but she doesn't make a move towards Sloane. For that Sloane's already grateful.
Hayden's eyes soften as she turns her gaze towards the dog again. She grins widely, almost as if the best idea ever has just come to her.
"What about Dipper?"
She draws in a sharp breath. The dog's tail wags even faster this time, almost as if in approval. "Dipper??"
"That's a memory we shared, right? Now we're sharing this little mutt too."
Sloane cannot name the warmth that spreads through her at Hayden's words, nor can she pinpoint what it is about that dog that makes it easier for her to share with her, this space. All she knows is that if her mother were here, she'd be happy that her Trudy's in good hands.
Dipper, she hugs the words to herself as she allows the brown-furred, black-nosed bundle to explore her new home, Little Dipper.
Altair and Vega
There were a lot of things Sloane was taught to expect with Hayden's first Big Date with Client #327. From her boss, from her colleagues, from office gossip. Unnatural eye dilation, quickened breaths, distracted behaviour. A need to bring up mentions of that person in normal conversation.
Whatever she's been told, doesn't seem to hold a candle to what she's seeing in Hayden now.
She returned home yesterday in a brand new dress - a lovely black-pink silk ensemble - her beautiful hair a little dishevelled from the rain. Sloane could practically feel the change in her: the electric charge in the air...the way her eyes darted around as if Mr Park could still be around, in their home...how uncharacteristically quiet she was being...the way she'd let slip something he said or did during their date in the middle of a conversation.
Sloane suggests their first-ever documentary night the next day. Well...at least to Sloane it is - to Hayden this is just their weekend ritual.
She picks out Stargazing: A Graphic Guide to the Heavens tonight, an old favourite. It's the only DVD that hasn't been worn for over-use right now, and it's one she loves for how soothing the narrator's voice is, how straight-to-the-point its script is. She wonders if this choice won't prove too boring for Hayden.
"In Ursa Major, two stars point to the fifth brightest star in the heavens, Vega. Vega dominates Lyra, the constellation of the harp..."
"Vega..." Hayden echoes, her voice suddenly sounding miles away, "Vega."
Sloane tenses, again, remembering their first day in this flat together. But I don't have any memories about this star.
"He told me a story on the way back to his flat," she whispers, then clears her throat on seeing the confusion in Sloane's face. "Basil. Basil Park. My date from last night."
Sloane slowly lets out the breath she'd been holding. Hayden didn't need to introduce him like that, given how often she's talked about him in the space of a single day. It's almost like she enjoys even just the sound of his name.
"What did he say?"
"He showed me the Summer Triangle in the sky when we were walking back. Pointed out Altair and Vega...and that other star. I forgot its name."
Sloane bites her lip in a urge to stop her laugh. How like Hayden to process only the stuff that seemed important in the moment, and discard the rest - even in her present love-dazed state! "Deneb."
"Yeah, yeah, Deneb," she dismisses the name with a casual wave of the hand, "Anyway...Altair and Vega. He told me there was a whole festival back home in Seoul dedicated to them. Chilseok, he called it." Hayden lets out yet another of those dreamy sighs. "It's...quite a romantic story, to be honest."
The documentary drones on in the background, but neither Sloane nor Hayden are listening any longer. Hayden's tale is too riveting - of love won and lost, of lovers separated by a river of stars and reunited by a bridge of magpies and crows, compelled by the power of their grief. Sloane wants to cry for the way the two can only cross the Milky Way once a year, but the fact that they're given this one day at least warms her a little inside.
Sure, she's has heard of many interpretations from around the world of different celestial wonders, but not many spun with the magic and the hope of the Ox Herder-Weaver tale. Not the way Hayden is describing it to her, which was doubtless the way Mr Park weaved that tale to Hayden.
She tells Sloane about how they shared their first kiss just minutes after he shared that story, and Sloane feels a painful, unsettling weight in her chest. The story of Gyeonwu and Jiknyeo is just a story, just a way to insert meaning into heavenly objects light years away...it shouldn't make her stomach want to dissolve into a puddle at her feet. She's had her fair share of relationships, dated and been in love enough times for romantic tales like this one to no longer matter. But it does.
And Sloane doesn't like the fact that she doesn't know why.
Pegasus
Fifteen minutes pass as Sloane waits by the river. Twenty. Thirty. It's the Saturday after Hayden's trip-gone-wrong at Cedar Rest, and Sloane can already feel how clammy her hands have become from dread. Hayden promised to be back from a party in time for their weekly trip to Hudson River Planetarium, and she's now late by half an hour.
Sloane doesn't want to face the possibility of going to the planetarium alone.
But who can blame Hayden? She's settled in to New York and the city life, far far better than any of them had envisioned. She's a vibrant, lively woman, with no dearth of friends and a great social life. Most of all, she has a man like Basil. Who'd want to hang out with little ol' me when they have all that?
Sloane lets out a sigh. Basil. That's the other thing eating away at her. Even though she's seen him only three times, his face is imprinted in her brain. And she just can't stop thinking about him. His sharp jawline...his aqualine nose...his serene, yet piercing gaze...that lopsided smile that she sometimes dreams is only meant for her...her stomach dips downwards at the sheer memory of him. Both from desire and from guilt.
Deep breaths, Sloane reminds herself. Half of this is her own fault - look at you, she chides herself, pining away for no reason. You were the one who started all this. You were never meant to be the person they'd love, the woman they'd belong to. You're supposed to bring them together, not stand in the way!
Unbidden, an old poem emerges from the depths of her not-always-reliable memory.
The Moon and Pleaides have set -
Half the Night is gone.
Time passes.
I sleep alone.
Sloane looks up at the night sky, swallowing. But it isn't the seven sisters she sees tonight - it's the Great Square. The asterism nestled deep within Pegasus.
Fitting, she thinks bitterly. She knows the stories revolving around the horse-shaped constellation - the winged beast of the heavens who carries Zeus' thunderbolts. The horse that ascended, alone, to the skies, leaving behind the rider that came with him to his death. The gods would probably call Pegasus a hero, and his companion Bellerophon an arrogant man who deserved the end he met. And maybe, on any other day, Sloane would agree.
But now, shivering from the dread of being left behind, she can't help but wonder how much it would hurt to be left behind by someone you trusted, without a second glance.
"Hffh...hffh...Sloane!"
Sloane looks down at ripples on the river, preparing to straighten herself and get back home. She barely notices the voice huffing behind her.
"SLOANE!" she now hears a faint echo from the distance, "SLOANE. I'M HERE."
She jumps back, startled, then holds the rails for support. "Hayden??"
She pants and puffs all the way to Sloane, bending over and holding her knees when she's reached to her side. "Sorry....left... home...late".
Sloane sucks in a deep breath. "But...the party?"
"Couldn't go...bad headache. Called them and told them no."
"What! Then you should've told me! I'd have cancelled!" That weight of guilt on her chest gets heavier. All that time Sloane was fearing Hayden wouldn't want her around anymore...and somehow it was her that Hayden chose to run to, not those new friends. Not even her boyfriend, who somehow Sloane also wants.
Maybe...maybe a friend like me deserves to be left behind, she thinks as she feels the pinprick of tears in her eyes.
"That's bullshit," Hayden whispers fiercely, enveloping Sloane in a hug. "Don't ever believe a word of that, you hear me?"
It's only then that Sloane realizes she's said that treacherous thought out loud.
"Why not?" Sloane hiccups in her arms.
"Because you're you. You're the best, you're the smartest, you're the funniest, you're the most loveable girl I know." Hayden gives her a tired but roguish grin, one that Sloane knows would look warmer and more open if her neural core wasn't malfunctioning so badly right now, giving Hayden what she clearly thinks are headaches. "And I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who thinks so. I know at least one other person who'll agree with me."
Sloane opens her mouth to ask who, but Hayden ushers her in the direction of the planetarium before she can even get the words out.
Behind them, and a little bit away from the Pegasus constellation, the stars of the Big Dipper twinkle a little brighter in the sky.
Orion
At night, when Hayden thinks she's asleep, Sloane switches her off. Her circuitry glows a bright blue in the darkness, reminding Sloane of fireflies. She works slowly, cautiously, fearfully, even though she knows there isn't a chance in hell Hayden will hear anything when she's offline.
Half an hour later, Sloane sinks into their sofa, still struggling to accept the truth.
Extreme damage. Her neural processing system...her power core...there's varying degrees of damage in so many places inside Hayden, that Sloane can't even decide from where she should begin fixing.
She knows what this means. Code Red. The point of no return. The point where they will rip away a Match from their environment, their Handlers, the partners who chose them - stage hospital emergencies, strap them to beds, tamper with their minds.
Not even Steve Tennyson's condition was this bad...and his F.T. Robert still handled him over to Cecile like he was a faulty piece of equipment. Which...well, until a couple of weeks ago, Sloane would have believed he was.
Until she met Hayden.
It's Robert's behaviour that amazes her now. Yes, he was never Steve's father - just his Field Technician masquerading as one - but did he really feel nothing as he left Steve to be repurposed, broken down, forced into another personality? Not a single thing? Is that how everyone feels about the Match they're meant to protect and support? Does Cecile really think they're that disposable?
Just the thought of it makes her sick.
She scans Hayden's face as she begins work again. She looks so beautiful like this, skin smooth as satin, her eyelashes resting prettily on her cheeks, her hair almost falling into her eyes. Like a sleeping Renaissance woman. Often in her sleep, she's heard Hayden mumble out names. Basil, often. Mom, too. Sloane, a lot. Hayden has never seen her as just a roommate, or just an acquaintance. In just a few weeks of staying here, she was ready to make her her family.
Absently, she runs a thumb over Hayden's knuckles. So innocent...so trusting...and more human than any of them could imagine ever being. Some days Sloane can't even bear to look at her without wanting to break down and tell her the whole truth.
Dipper comes in from the kitchen, and settles in around Sloane's ankles. She nuzzles at the base of her foot, whining. Funny - less than a week ago Sloane would have protested this invasion of her space...but now she's just grateful for any touch, any solidarity, from the one living being in this house.
"Don't worry, pup," Sloane tells her, distractedly rubbing under the dog's ears. Only Dipper notices the stubborn set of her jaw as she whispers the words: "If they're gonna try anything to harm her, those fuckers will have to get past me."
Dipper yelps in approval at the involuntary cussing. Doubtless Hayden's influence.
There's no way she can toss Hayden back to Eros now. Eros couldn't even begin to understand what makes Hayden so special, and Sloane will be damned if she's going to pass her friend (Not project. Not product. Friend.) to a bunch of people who'd never value her.
This Artemis won't make the mistake of trusting the gods.
Venus
Basil -
Ever since we -
If only you knew how much you -
To quote the words of the great poet -
Three hours. Three hours, twenty eight minutes, sixteen unfinished sentences, and ten crumpled sheets of paper. That's the sum total of all Sloane's failed efforts to tell Basil Park how she feels.
They're in Berlin now, in a temporary safe haven that Damien was kind enough to offer them, even though he never took the owner's permission. (she winces as she remembers Damien and Alana, at how casually and coldly they discussed leaving Hayden and her behind. It took Nadia and Basil to convince Damien to let them stay). She looks out of the window, as she always does when she's too overwhelmed to think, and smiles faintly at the glow of Venus the morning star in the night sky. She isn't sure if there's enough space here on earth for the goddess of love to shine upon both her and Hayden, but she wishes with all her heart if it's possible, Venus will.
(Later, much later, Sloane will hug to her chest the memory of Basil's eyes (on her? On Hayden?) as he told Damien in no uncertain terms that they'd never leave Hayden behind. She didn't know how to describe the warmth that coursed through her body, treacle-like, then...and still can't now, where it would really count, where she'd need to write her feelings down)
She throws another wad of paper on the floor in frustration, wondering if she'll ever be able to get this love letter right.
"Sloane?" Knock knock knock. Knock knock knock. Hayden's distinct pattern of tapping on her door. "You in?"
She freezes. How would Hayden feel if she knew Sloane had feelings for her boyfriend? Panicking, she reaches for the discarded sheets before Hayden can open the door and see what's on them.
Hayden's eyes move to her hands, then to her face - stricken with fear - then to her hands again. Her expression, clear-eyed and calm, doesn't change.
"It's Basil, isn't it?"
Gasping, she lets go of some of the papers. "What dyou mean??"
"You're writing to tell him you feel, aren't you?" Hayden's level voice frightens Sloane - she can't tell if it's real or if Hayden's merely masking her fury. "These papers. It's because when you're in front of him, you can never find the words."
It's an observation she would have never expected out of exuberant, impulsive Hayden, and she's too surprised at the accuracy of her words to do anything but nod.
Hayden's mouth curves slowly into a smile. "Do you want me to help?"
Sloane's almost chokes out her response. "What?"
Hayden smiles and looks away for a minute, appearing uncharacteristically shy. "Basil and I...we talked about our relationship a few minutes ago," She fiddles with the bracelet on her wrist, chewing at her lip. "We're gonna keep dating."
Sloane's heart sinks to her toes. "...oh."
"Hey, our talk didn't stop there!" Hayden interjects hurriedly, "We want to keep our options open. Date other people. Explore other relationships." She picks out a thread from her outfit, absently winding it round her finger. Her smile is soft, dreamy. Like she's still reliving their conversation.
Date other people. Explore other relationships.
"...oh".
Hayden giggles. "I knew you'd get it eventually! Say...if you're planning to write him a love letter, why don't you show me what you've got so far?" On catching Sloane's surprised stare, she shrugs. "I've dated him. I know a fair bit of what he likes...I think," Sloane lets out a small laugh at the uncertainty in her tone. "I could help."
Sloane lets out a breath she knew she'd been holding ever since she met Basil. "You'd do that? Really? For me?"
"For both of you! I've seen the way he looks at you, c'mon."
Sloane's stomach does somersaults at the thought, but she still braces herself. Sloane loves Hayden, trusts her...knows she'd never lie about a thing like that...but she won't allow herself to think about Basil returning her feelings until he tells her so.
That doesn't mean she can't try telling him, though. Or that Hayden can't help her with the words.
"We'd better get cracking fast then, Sloane. We haven't got all night and these headaches are killing me."
Sloane frowns. "Again? Do you want me to check?"
"No...no. I'm sure it's not that serious. C'mon. We've got other, more important things to get done. Like this letter."
Sloane breathes out another laugh, amazed at her best friend's singlemindedness. She lets Hayden unravel the papers, shifting uncomfortably as she reads them. Hayden launches into a treatise on Sloane's writing almost immediately.
"The problem with this is you're trying to sound like someone else. That's not want Basil wants. He'd want you. Write stuff the way you'd tell it to him!"
Sloane rubs the back of her neck, too nervous to know where to start. "Are you sure he won't find that weird?"
"No he won't. He'd find it fucking adorable. Because he finds you fucking adorable."
Sloane can feel a welcome heat creep up from her shoulders to her neck and all the way to her cheeks, and it takes all the control she has not to dream of Basil telling her that himself, with that special look in his eyes.
As Hayden lists out an array of suggestions for her love letter, Sloane smiles briefly outside her window. She feels safer now, no matter what's ahead, and more ready to believe in love.
Venus is shining in the horizon, and for once - just this once - Sloane would like to believe the goddess is smiling down at them both.
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Author's Note: This Hayden's personality is the Adventurer (Outgoing, Rebellious, Humourous, Impulsive), which is the exact opposite of Sloane's scholar-like personality. My MC, Basil, dates all the LIs (though I typically have him date Damien only after they reunite in Book 2).
The poem Sloane remembers in the section "Pegasus" is a poem of Sappho's.
#sloanewashingtonappreciationweek#SWAW#sloane washington#perfect match#day 3#content: fanfic#sorry for the delay i've been struggling to write this baby for more than A YEAR
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Throwback Fics #38
The Nanny Affair
Take Things Slow | M!Sam Dalton x MC - @pixie88
Open Heart
Lessons In Shaving | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @romewritingshop
Perfect Match
Change | M!Hayden Young, M!Harley Doyle, Sloane Washington - @lorirwritesfanfic
The Royal Romance
Agent Phoenix: Forged In Fire | Liam Rys x MC - @jessiembruno
Chapter 1: Break My Heart Again
#choices fanfiction#playchoices fanfic#playchoices fanfiction#choices fanfic#choices fic writers creations#throwback fics
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September 27- October 3
Big Sky Country
Nerves | Sawyer Oakley x F!MC - @ethanramseysrookiexox
Blades Of Light and Shadow
Empire of Light series | Aerin Valleros, Imtura Tal Kaelen, Mal Volari, Nia Ellarious, Tyril Starfury - @undermounts
Prologue: Of Monsters and Men
Bloodbound
Bound by Destiny II series | Kamilah Sayeed x MC - @clansayeed
The Catalyst
The City Of Shadow
Surprise | Adrian Raines x MC - @god-save-the-keen
Open Heart
Perfect Match
What Is Real series | M!Hayden Young x F!MC - @lorirwritesfanfic
Change | M!Hayden Young, M!Harley Doyle
Family | M!Hayden Young, Sloane Washington
Fate/Coincidences
Red Carpet Diaries
Life Begins After Coffee | Thomas Hunt x MC - @theartoflovingthomashunt
Ride Or Die
Lunchtime in Elysium | Colt Kaneko x MC - @romewritingshop
The Royal Masquerade
Fighting Or Loving | M!Kayden Vescovi x MC - @romewritingshop
The Royal Romance/The Royal Heir
Adventure Of A Lifetime series | Drake Walker x MC - @no-one-u-know
Apples And Cowboys
Human Contact series - @queenrileyrose
Vanilla Milkshake | Liam Rys x F!OC
Save The Date
Into the Woods | Justin Mercado x MC - @storyofmychoices
Crossovers
The Royal Romance x Lovehacks
Mirror series | Liam Rys x TRR MC, Mark Collins x LH MC - @kat-tia801
Prologue
Blood in My Mouth
#choices fanfic#choices fic writers creations#playchoices fanfic#choices fanfiction#playchoices fanfiction#fics of the week
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WIP Wednesday Highlights #11
@lorirwritesfanfic WIPs
Untitled WIP | M!Hayden Young, Sloane Washington
Untitled WIP | Desire & Decorum MC, M!OC
@loveellamae
Untitled birthday crossover fic | Drake Walker, Leo Rys, Liam Rys, Maxwell Beaumont, TRR MC
@missameliep
Untitled chapter (Second Chances series) | Annabelle Parsons, Briar Daly, Desire & Decorum F!OC
@utterlyinevitable WIPs
Chicken | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC
Edenbrook (26 Strings) | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC
Hurricane (Part 6) | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC
In Ink | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC
Untitled Chapter 13 Rewrite | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC
#wip wednesday#choices fanfiction#playchoices fanfic#playchoices fanfiction#choices fanfic#choices fic writers creations
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