#Nightbound AU

[peonierose]

Unexpected

Chapter 3

Nightbound AU vs. Hänsel & Gretel

Book: Nightbound

Type: Series / Chapter 3

Characters involved: Hänsel van Andresen (M!OC), Gretel van Andresen (F!OC), Grey (M!OC)

Words: 3,000+

Rating: Mature, NSFW

Summary: Hänsel and Gretel are now in New Orleans. Looking for clues. They’ll encounter someone new. Friend or Foe?

A/N: A huge thank you to @annieruok94 for brainstorming and reading through 💚 @jerzwriter Thank you so much with the smut scene (I’m super nervous though 🙈) 💗

2nd A/N: Thank you to anyone who reads my stories and gives my characters a chance. It truly means the 🌎 to me. Also please let me know if you’d like to be tagged for future stories 💚

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In case you missed the first two chapters, you can catch up on them here Chapter 1 & Chapter 2

Grey

I wasn’t sure if the purple sleep powder would work on her. I catch her before she can fall to the ground and carry her in my arms. I teleport us to Vi’s shop. Not many Fae can teleport.

Though it seems as if I’m the exception to the rule.

Viandra or Vi for short is my best friend along with Vine. Vi owns her own spice and herb shop called “Blue Moon“.

She found this old apothecary that was ready for demolition, but she saved it and opened up her herb and spice shop instead.

Opening it for all supernaturals who needed help with illnesses and couldn’t go to a normal doctor.

Vi is amazing. She can make all kinds of potions and antidotes. She’s also using the shop as a cover to remain hidden from certain Fae.

She can also make love potions, but Vi always says those aren’t for the faint of heart. Ironic really since the heart region is the aim of the potion.

We met a long time ago at one of the grand balls of the season.

It’s a gathering of Fae royalty from all the Courts. Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter. Since all three of us hail from different Fae courts, no one could’ve foreseen we’d become such close friends. Yet here we are. Proving everyone wrong.

When I was banished from the winter court, Vi and Vine left with me.

Making all three of us outcasts. I couldn’t be more grateful for having such wonderful friends by my side.

I’m breathing hard as I’m entering Vi’s shop. Using my magic to create a glamour to mask my appearance and then teleporting us into Vi‘s shop? It’s straining to say the least. I can feel myself becoming tired from using so much magic.

Vi stops what she’s doing and stares daggers at me. Her hair glowed like a bright orange sunset. The top half was a bright burning red, her light orange tips falling to the half of her back in cascading waves. Her dark eyes outlined with coal, are glowing like embers in the ashes.

“Who is that? And why have you brought her here?“ She asks, pointing with her chin towards Gretel. Her full lips turned down in a suspicious frown.

“Help me and I’ll explain,“ I say.

Vi walks towards me and together we place Gretel on the plush red chair and tie her hands behind her back.

Gretel moans softly but stays out. I let out a breath of pure relief. The magic must’ve worked better than I thought it would. It was made by Vi after all. She might be a giant pain in the ass, but she knows her way around potions and mixtures.

Vi takes a closer look at Gretel. When she recognizes Gretel she steps back and whirls around to pin me down with a gaze.

“Are you out of your damn mind? Bringing her here? Do you know who that is? She’s going to expose all of us,“ her dark eyes blazing like an inner fire. Considering that’s her power it’s not that far off.

“Relax. She doesn’t know anything,“ I say not worried in the slightest.

Vi laughs but it’s hollow.

“Yet. How long will it take her to realize who we are? Who you are? She’s a freaking Grimm. Making her one of them. She’s not going to just lie low and be told what to do. Neither is her brother. You should know better than that Grey,“ she shakes her head at me.

The Brothers Grimm aren’t just two guys who went around collecting stories to write down. Oh no. They’re far worse than that. They’re supernatural hunters. Collecting stories? That was their way of knowing more about supernaturals. With time they’ve become more and more dangerous. They have a database for almost all supernaturals. Their strengths and weaknesses were collected and passed on to the next generations of Grimm.

I shudder just thinking about it.

The stories of them are all true.

Though there is one Grimm who isn’t cruel and that Grimm's daughter is currently sitting on the chair we tied her to. Hänsel and Gretel are direct descendants of the original brothers Grimm. Wilhelm and Jacob Grimm.

And from the looks of it, neither Hänsel nor Gretel has any idea about their heritage.

I turn my gaze towards Vi again and take a step closer to Vi until we’re face to face and our noses are almost touching.

“Then you should know that I’m not some stupid faeling that doesn’t know how to survive. We both survived far worse in the Fae courts. Or do I need to remind you of that?“ My voice is cold as ice.

She’s not batting an eye. But after a few seconds, she shakes her head in response.

I incline my head.

“Good. Let’s see what she knows. Afterward we’ll make her forget she ever saw us,“ I say.

Vi looks concerned. Which is rare so I’m on high alert.

“She doesn’t strike me as the type of person who’s going to forget for very long,“ she says.

When I give her another look she holds up her hands. Her dark magenta-painted nails caught in the soft, dim light, and sparks emanate from her fingertips.

“Don’t bite my head off. I’m just saying. She‘s a descendant of the Brothers Grimm. They aren’t easily fooled. You know that Grey. Better than anyone,“ her voice got soft.

I close my eyes. Not wanting to think of the people responsible for the death of my whole family. Almost my whole family I amend. One member of my family is still alive, though I try not to dwell too much on that.

When I re-open my eyes I’m in control of my raging emotions again.

Vi grabbed my shoulder to lend me some strength. I cover my hand with hers.

Letting my guard down. Showing feelings and emotions of the softer side is something that’s very rare with Vi. Vi is like the sister I never had. So I cherish these moments even more.

When I look at Gretel all I see is my family screaming for help.

Her family eradicated my own. She’s no different I try to remind myself when I look at her soft face, her rosy cheeks, and her long blonde braid reaching almost the middle of her back.

I’m trying to decide on how to proceed when Vine enters the shop.

His dark blue hair is cascading down his back. Put in some complicated braid.

“Hello, party people…Oh my god. Grey, who did you bring that for?“ He says upon entering.

He stops in his tracks and sees Gretel tied back behind a chair. Vine takes a closer look and steps back when he recognizes her.

“Really? Gretel? I didn’t think you’d be that stupid,“ he leans against the counter.

I turn towards him and put my hands on my hips. What is it with these two tonight?

“Mind your place,“ I say coldly.

He shakes his head at me.

“Dude you know I’m right,“ he says and hops onto the counter.

As Gretel’s moans are getting louder, everyone stops doing what they’re doing. Looks as if the sleeping powder is wearing off quicker than we thought.

She’s fully awake now and on high alert. Her eyes darted left and right.

She seems to want to reach for her right boot where her dagger was, realizing her hands are tied behind her back. She grits her teeth. Her hazel eyes take on a more green hue. Glowing like the eyes of a cat.

“Are you looking for this?“ I ask her.

Too bad I found it earlier when I searched for her. I hold it up into the light. Admiring the craftsmanship.

The small blade has a dark emerald hilt, with the initials KVA inscribed into it. Making my whole body go taut. Though I school my features I wouldn’t want Gretel to know that those initials are well known to me.

The blade itself is made out of a dark, smooth black material. One that seems to absorb any light nearby.

One I’ve never encountered before and that says a lot. I’ve been alive and wandering this earth for over a thousand years now. You could say I’ve been around for a while.

She keeps staring at me as I’m carrying the blade.

“That doesn’t belong to you,“ she clarifies as if it wasn’t evident enough.

I ignore her and ask her in turn.

“Where did you get this?“ I look at her and she sighs in return.

She gulps down and sighs.

“It was my mothers,“ she says while trying to get the rope off of her hands. All it seems to be doing is digging deeper into her flesh.

I put it on the counter. It’s not as if she can fight her way out of here but I don’t want to take any chances.

She takes a look around and when she notices we’re not alone she sits up straighter in her chair.

I know I won’t get anything out of her if Vi and Vine are here too.

Without looking back I say quietly.

“Leave us,“ my voice low.

With their sensitive hearing, they hear well enough, without me having to raise my voice.

Vi and Vine start to protest.

“Now!“ I say louder this time. My tone booking no argument.

Vi knows not to test me and so she walks into the other part of the shop and drags Vine with her.

Before they’re completely out of sight Gretel stares at Vine and mutters “Nice rose and vine tattoos,“ she admires it for a couple of seconds longer as if she’s staring at an oil painting. Vine’s eyes widen a fraction.

I whip my head towards her. How does she see through our carefully constructed glamour? Even Grimms usually don’t notice our tattoos.

Because they‘re only visible to Fae eyes. I take a closer look at her and breathe out slowly.

Maybe Vi was right. It’s going to be hard to make her forget she ever saw us.

Gretel

The rope is burning into my flesh.

I look up and see a beautiful guy. With long dark hair and forest-green eyes. I instantly turn my guard up. Making my voice sound emotionless.

A guy like him? He’s dangerous for various reasons. Especially for my heart. He could make me want and feel things I haven’t in a while.

I try to distract myself by taking a look around to avoid having to look at him. I guess I’m meeting The Shadow earlier than I thought I would. I mean who else could it be?

The place looks bigger on the inside than you’d think, not that I even know where we are. Keeping my breath even, as I’m trying not to break out into a full-on panic.

I clear my throat and see all sorts of herbs and plants adorning the place. Making you feel as if you’re inside a greenhouse. Only smaller.

Strange liquids and items are sitting in jars on the shelves. Making me curious as to what those are, but at the same time not want to know.

“Who are you? And what do you want?“ I ask, not looking at The Shadow.

“So demanding,“ he says, his voice smooth as silk.

I snicker in disgust and look back at him.

”If this is you trying to turn on the charm? Try again.“ I say as if we’re having a nice little chat. Not me being tied to a chair like a hostage.

He smirks even more at the fact that I’m uncomfortable and trying to hide it.

“As to your question. I brought you here for a reason Gretel,“ he replies.

A shiver runs down my spine at the tone of his voice. I shake it off. My blonde ponytail swung back and forth.

“How do you know my name?“ I ask.

He smiles down at me.

“I know a lot of things about you and your brother,“ he says ominously.

“Yeah, that’s not creepy at all. I know that you’re Fae. Your glamour won’t work on me. Find a better victim. Cause I ain’t playing one,“ I say.

He seems a bit taken aback that I discovered so soon what he is and that he’s trying to use Fae glamour on me to coax information out of me.

I hate people who play games with me. Either say what you’ve got to say or don’t say anything at all. That’s what my mom taught me.

“Again who are you?“ I ask him again.

He ponders over that for a second before he bows elegantly and smiles through his eyelashes.

“You can call me Grey,“ he says winking at me.

I roll my eyes at his attitude.

“Alright. We’ll pretend that’s your real name,“ I reply.

Grey nods his head at me.

“Fair enough,“ he says.

I let out a frustrated growl.

“I want you to stop looking into the case you’re investigating. You don’t need to concern yourself with this. It will be taken care of. You have my word,“ he promises.

These are his next words.

I laugh bitterly at his promise. I learned early on not to trust a pretty face. Two words, the witch. That’s all I’m going to say.

“I know next to nothing about this case. That’s why I was seeking you out,“ I say.

“We will handle it,“ he tries to reassure me.

“I don’t trust you or your word. Fae never do anything out of the goodness of their hearts. You want something. As for stopping to look for these people? You’ve got another thing coming hot stuff,“ I say with more confidence than I feel right now. Totally trying to bluff my way out of here.

He laughs and it sounds like the proverbial forbidden fruit. Something you know you shouldn’t want. But are drawn to.

My heart beats faster and he turns his face to me as if he could sense it. With his heightened hearing he probably can.

Grey is crouched down in his leather pants and gives me a look. As if trying to decipher what to make of me.

I can’t show what I feel. Even though I’m scared shitless I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

He grins.

“So you think I’m good-looking?“ he asks.

“I didn’t say that. So wipe that smirk off your face,“ I say.

He smiles and for a second his face seems blurry again. Showing me white silvery hair instead of inky black and crystal clear blue eyes instead of moss green.

I smile to myself and he gets a confused look on his face.

There’s a secret as to how Hänsel and I can unmask all these supernaturals and see behind the mask so to speak. We’ve been able to ever since we were born.

So this is going to be fun.

I lean back in my chair as much as my tied hands let me.

“Interesting that you’re masking your appearance. Are we a little vain?“ I ask mockingly.

His smile disappears and a careful look enters his eyes.

He steps closer and grips my chin to look into my eyes. He moves his fingers to reveal any sort of magic. But he won’t find any. When he realizes that I’m not under a spell and that there’s no magic involved he steps back.

Grey studies me more carefully, the scent of lush green grass wafting toward me.

“You just became more fascinating,“ he mutters almost as if to himself.

“Glad I could be of service. Although you look like a stone sculpture. I’d rather have fun with my vibrator than with you. So if there’s nothing else can you untie me?“ I ask him

Grey’s eyes glitter in delight.

“Your vibrator must be bad if you’re this frustrated,“ he says in a sultry tone.

I laugh in surprise.

He chuckles in turn.

“You know it’s funny. How mortals think they know everything about pleasure and how to achieve it,“ he says.

I raise my eyebrows.

“And you’re the expert?“ I ask, teasing him.

He shrugs.

“I’ve never heard any complaints.“

“People were probably too scared to tell you if they weren’t satisfied,“ I say.

He smiles though his green eyes have gone cold. Oops. Look like I hit a sore spot.

I gulp.

Suddenly the scenery changes and I’m in a different room. Lying in a big canopy bed. Dark silver-grey sheets surrounded me. Grey is lying next to me.

His long silver blond hair falls to the side, surrounding him like a curtain and he has that smirk on his face. He traces a finger across my bare skin before I feel a sticky drip on my skin.

I look in his direction and my eyes opened wide when I saw him dip his hands into a bowl filled with honey. Next, the stickiness is on me as he spreads his honeyed hands onto my stomach and leans down to lick it away. His warm tongue feels like fire as it licks and sucks at my sin. Making me moan.

I push my hand into his hair and pull him towards me to kiss him. He tastes like lilac honey. Sweet and decadent. Making me want more. We break apart only for the image to fade away…

I get back to the here and now. My heart is racing in my chest and my chest is heaving like I just ran 10 miles. I’m left unsatisfied and wanting more.

He walks up behind me and leans down to whisper into my ear.

“What’s got your heart beating so fast, little rosebud?“ He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

I swallow and try to wipe away those images. As horny as they made me I can’t give in.

“You know there’s a saying in Fae. If you find someone attractive you can project your wants and needs into the person's head,“ he says, his voice sending shock waves down my spine.

“Then stop doing it,“ I demand.

He laughs before he leans even closer to me as if to place a kiss on my neck and I lean closer to him seeking his touch, but then he lifts his head and denies me that contact.

Grey chuckles darkly making gooseflesh cover my whole body. And anger flashes through my body because he made me want more and then he took a step back.

“I wasn’t projecting anything. You were the one who put those images into both of our heads. I find myself wanting to know how it’ll end. How about you?“ He asks curiously.

I gulp and try to escape those pictures. I want to know too, but I feel as if he’s playing a dangerous game with me.

“Stop playing mind games with me. Please. Make it stop,“ I say trying to make him stop projecting.

It takes me back to the gingerbread house when the witch held us, hostage. Mind games were her favorite pastime.

She liked poking into our heads and putting images there.

I hang my head and try to escape anywhere. Just not to be used like that again. He must’ve realized that something is off. He steps closer and this time I can breathe again. Like I woke up from a dream.

A single tear slipped out and our eyes connected. I don’t make any effort to wipe it away. Letting him see my vulnerability and pain for a second.

Grey seems to debate what to do. He breathes out and flicks his fingers. At that, the rope that was binding my hands together slips off landing like a small heap on the wooden floor.

I rub my wrists from the burn of the rope.

My breath goes faster, indicating a panic attack is near. I try to regulate my breathing. When I trust my voice again I say.

“I don’t like mind games. If you want to know something ask me. Just don’t play mind games with me. Please.“

He takes another chair that I haven’t noticed was there before. It almost seemed as if it materialized out of thin air. Maybe he conjured it with magic.

Grey’s eyes take on a softer tone.

“I wasn’t playing any games. If I had to take a guess then I’d say the witch liked to do that.“

I whip my head in his direction and stay still as an ice sculpture. Not moving an inch.

“How do you know so much about us?“ I ask him. Genuinely curious, about how he seems to know almost everything about me and my brother.

He stretches his long legs in front of him. My gaze falls to his leather-clad legs. Leather looks damn good on him.

“I’ve been following you and your brother’s stories for years. It’s always fascinated me how two regular humans can survive all this, without any special powers.“

I laugh at that.

“We’re special snowflakes, didn't you know? It’s not creepy at all how you’ve been following us. Regarding the case. Why don’t we work together? We could solve it faster if we do,“ I say to him.

If we work together, I can keep an eye on him. But I don’t tell him that.

It’s his turn to roll his eyes at me.

“I don’t trust you,“ he says with finality.

I furrow my eyebrows together.

“Are you scared you’d work well within a team?“ I ask him.

Grey laughs but it sounds hollow.

”I work alone.“ He says his tone is colder than an ice wind blasting through the tundra.

I look at him with some understanding. Something in me just wants to help him heal. I don’t know what has hardened his heart so much, but I can’t deny the need to help him.

My brother often said I have a soft heart and that soft heart of mine will get me into trouble one day.

But I can never deny someone who needs my help.

“I know how hard it must be to let go of the past and to let someone new in. But I really think we’d work well together,“ I try to convince him.

Grey eyes me with a steady gaze. Blue gaze meeting hazel eyes.

“We’ll see,“ he says.

I look around for a piece of paper in my jeans project and find a gum wrapper. I also slip my dagger into my right boot where it belongs.

I see a pen on the counter. Quickly I write down my number and put it in his hand.

As soon as our hands touch I feel like an electrical zing jolted through my whole body. As if I put my finger into the power outlet.

We both take our hands back. I can see that it didn’t leave him unbothered.

I clear my throat and rub my hand against my leather coat. To feel the soft leather on my skin. I turn to Grey again.

“In case you’ve made up your mind and want to work together, here's my number. But be quick, because these people are running out of time,“ I say.

“I will need some time to think about it,“ he says and looks down at the purple digits scrawled on the wrapper.

I nod and leave the shop. Finding myself in a small street outside of the French Quarter.

I smile as I leave a speechless, open-mouthed Grey behind.

Feeling kind of satisfied that I could stun The Shadow.

This was not really what I was expecting. But life rarely is.

Always expect the unexpected.

Bonus:

#Unexpected #Nightbound AU #Hänsel van Andresen (M!OC) #Gretel van Andresen (F!OC) #Grey (M!OC) #Viandra (F!OC) #Vine (M!OC) #cfwc

[ladylamrian]

Female MainCharacter: Alexis Clarissa Fontaine

Pairing: F!MC×NikRyder (Fairytale AU) 🦚👑

Summary: The Story of the Peacock Princess.

Word Count: 4.2K words

Rating: General (Fairytale, Fantasy, Royalty)

Warnings: none

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Author's note: inspired by Barbie: Princess of the Swanlake & Barbie: Mystery of the Pegasus. Nik Ryder transparent made by @garrusknight . The banner above was created with Picsart. The peacock divider by @saradika-graphics

Once upon a time, on a land far away... Lamrian. There lived a King and his Queen who ruled happily together over their gigantic fae kingdom.

One day a total stranger who wasn't even a fae, visited the royal couple and asked for the hand of their daughter and only child, Crown Princess Alexis from Lamrian.

The princess was silently dancing ballet in her royal chambers upstairs and wasn't aware of what was happening downstairs in the throne room.

She raised her arms above her head, extending her hands like wings as if she were a bird in flight. She brought her arms down to chest level and bent her elbows. Extending one leg in front of her into a kick, and then the other one in a kick behind. The kicks were executed in sync. The result of her ballet dance movement was the impression of a soaring bird as if the bird's wings were flapping to allow it to fly. She made delicate dance movements that were pleasant to watch and with a refined and elegant presence. The movements of the feet were graceful, the movements of the arms and the fingers were very fluid, and the whole body got synchronized. The whole dance was a wonderful spectacle of harmony until she heard loud voices coming from downstairs.

"Father?", she got worried, stopped dancing and immediately rushed the stairs down towards the throne room where the voices got even louder. As she finally entered, she discovered Elric, her father having a heated discussion with an unknown stranger.

"I already declined your proposal, now leave!!! My daughter is too young for you.", Elric shouted at the man. Never in her life has Princess Alexis seen her father so angry. He was always such a calm and patient man, but that stranger kept pushing.

"But your Highness..."

"No, I don't want to hear anything. Now leave!!", Elric commanded and pointed towards the exit.

"But..."

"Heyyy!!! Haven't you heard what my father said??!", the young princess intervened and stood up for her beloved father.

For a moment the stranger's eyes met hers. Both stared at each other for a moment without avoiding any eye contact. Then he began to grin like a madman.

"So that's our precious crown princess. My future wife.", he smirked.

The young girl was shocked by his words and wasn't aware of the situation, but her father quickly stepped in front of her to cover his child.

"Child, go back upstairs. We will handle this."

"I demand your daughter's hand, Your Majesty. I hate being declined. Make me the new king of Lamrian."

"Never!! And now leave before I call my guards."

"Fine, I'll leave. But if I cannot have the princess, then nobody will.", he promised while he took a closer look at the young girl. She was wearing a beautiful, sparkly peacock dress with matching ballet slippers. A creepy grin appeared on his face again as he just got an idea.

"I command you to leave!!"

"Yes, your Majesty I will leave, but I'm very sure that you will seek me later.", he took a few steps backward, revealing his magical scepter. Without losing any second, he pointed it towards the princess and a blast of light appeared which hit the young lady. She got frightened and panicked.

"If I cannot have the princess, then nobody will because I hereby curse her. She will no longer perform ballet, no longer show herself in public and nobody would want to marry her, because... I'll turn her into a peacock!! The Peacock Princess. Forever."

And with that, the young princess was turned into a peacock, a majestic bird. Even though female birds were gray-colored, weren't bright colored and attractive like the male ones, she still got turned into one. A brightly, blue-green colored bird like the gown she was wearing. The evil man wasn't very educated, so he had only seen the blue-green colored ones which were male. When he saw that his dark magic worked and the girl had turned into a bird, he used his magic again to vanish in thin air. Only dark clouds were left behind which slowly dissolved by themselves.

"No, I'm a bird now. It can't be...", Alexis realized and began to cry. Her father and stepmother were supporting her and embraced their child.

"Hush, do not let your precious tears fall. We're here for you.", the loving stepmother encouraged.

"That man was no ordinary human and neither a fae, but a wizard who used dark magic and cursed my beloved daughter."

"Do not worry, dear Elric. I will try to lift the curse. After all, I'm a powerful magic wielder.", Thalissa spoke with determination. She cannot allow anyone to hurt her family. She loved her husband, Elric and Alexis whom she didn't give birth to, but she's still like her own. Family wasn't always bound by blood. Bound by Love.

She could no longer see her innocent child in pain, who was now struggling to stand on her new bird feet and tried to maintain balance. Thalissa closed her eyes, concentrated and chanted a spell while spreading her palms towards the child. After a moment, the princess was surrounded by light which could break the curse of the evil wizard. But the light was soon gone, faded away immediately. Queen Thalissa failed. She failed which broke her own heart that she couldn't save her stepchild. The wizard was stronger. But she tried again. Again and again, together with her husband. But they sadly couldn't break the curse together, so Thalissa changed her plan. Instead of breaking a spell, she tried to weaken it. Instead of staying a peacock forever, the princess shall be back in her true form at night. Peacock at Day and Half-Fae at Night.

They wanted to do more, but the curse was sadly too strong. Now the poor princess was sadly gazing at her parents, hoping to be back herself again. Somehow. Someday. Back again in her own body.

Till the late afternoon, Alexis was resting in her royal chambers upstairs in her peacock form and sad about today's happenings. She couldn't show herself like this to the public, the royal staff and locked herself up in her room. She was a peacock who could barely walk like one, who couldn't dance ballet, who couldn't play her violin, who couldn't take her black horse out for a ride and who couldn't hug her parents. She couldn't do the things she loved to do. She needed an escape.

Without letting anyone notice, she slipped out from the palace. Even the royal fae guards didn't stop her because they thought that it was just an innocent peacock that strolled around or got lost. She left her home because she didn't want to sadden her parents even more. She felt like a burden to them and went into the woods. The girl rarely went somewhere alone, because she wasn't allowed to go somewhere on her own without any security like the royal guards. After all, she was the crown princess and future queen of the kingdom.

As she arrived in a secluded part of the woods, she was surrounded by Mother Nature. Beautiful wildflowers were blooming. Little ladybugs, colorful butterflies and tiny birds filled the air with their singing and other animals were living peacefully.

Night has fallen and the princess wasn't in the palace. She was missing. The young Alexis who was strolling in her bird form now turned into her old self again which made her extremely happy. She finally was back in her body, but sadly knew that it would only be for a short time. By sunrise, she'll be a peacock princess again. But for now, she was just delighted to have her body back and began dancing. A ballet dance that expressed her happiness. After all, she couldn't dance properly when she was in her bird form.

The young royal performed a smooth ballet dance. She was a skilled dancer who could master difficult choreography with ease due to her years of training. Her footwork was delicate, yet strong, as her body moved through elaborate dance steps with grace and control.

"Keep on dancing. Keep on dancing.", she motivated herself, but immediately stopped at the sudden audience in front of her. A few seconds later, they clapped... Like humans?

"Such a beautiful dance.", a black cat meowed.

"Fae-tastic, darling.", a white dove praised.

"Wohooo Hooo Hoooo...", an owl hooted.

Even a gigantic grizzly bear appeared and clapped his paws which made the princess panic and took a few steps backwards.

"A bear??!! And did these animals just talk and act like human beings? Please let me go.", she begged mercy without knowing what was going on.

"Please, don't be afraid. Many are afraid of me because I look big and dangerous, but I am not. I'm Krom, a stone-troll.", the bear assured in a gentle voice.

"A stone-troll?? But you're a bear? And you can talk real words??!"

"Krom darling is telling the truth, lovely fae princess. And I'm no dove either, I'm one of your kind, your Highness."

"We were cursed by an evil wizard. He turns everyone who doesn't obey him or even disgusts him into animals with his magical scepter. Someone needs to stop him by destroying his wand, his scepter.", the owl spoke and then introduced herself as Ivy, a zombie girl who loves books.

"And I'm Luc, dear princess. Please kiss me so I'll get back to my handsome form again.", a green toad hopped towards the girl. He leaped on her shoulder and tried to meet her lips.

"Luc, behave. She's our guest.", the black cat hissed which frightened Luc, so he decided not to kiss her and just rested on her shoulder.

"You're right, mademoiselle Vera. C'est vrai. I apologize."

"Apology accepted, Luc. And like Ivy said, the curse can only be broken when the scepter gets destroyed. Not like in the Frog Princess story since we all got cursed and not only you."

"Wait, let me understand. You're all not animals?", she tried to understand and the five animals nodded to confirm.

"Yes, we all got cursed except for Cal."

"Cal?", the princess asked and then discovered a gigantic wolf who was silently leaning against the tree. He was so silent that she barely noticed him. The princess got more afraid, but they all tried to calm her down.

"Hey relax, I won't harm you. I'm not the Big Bad Wolf.", he calmly spoke and shifted from his wolf form back to his human form. He was a werewolf. Half human and half wolf, so there was no way the wizard could have turned him into an animal when he was partly already one.

"But princess, we saw you in a peacock form a while ago, before you began to dance. How did you turn back into your regular form?"

"Oh, I would have stayed in my peacock form forever if Thalissa, my stepmother wouldn't have tried to weaken the curse. I am still cursed like all of you, but I will turn into a bird until sunrise. Peacock at Day and Half-Fae at Night. But how will we ever find the evil wizard to break the spell? He just disappeared. He's gone and I have no idea where he is.", she began to cry. Tears welled up in her chocolate-brown eyes and couldn't stop falling. The girl got frustrated and had no idea what to do next. She was alone with the cursed beings.

Suddenly, the sound of horse tracks appeared which made the cursed ones panic, so they hid themselves. Even the werewolf decided to hide. Only the young girl remained who was still shedding her tears without knowing what was happening.

A young man arrived in the woods on his majestic, white stallion. His cloak flowed in the air. He noticed a crystalline castle in the distance. And then he heard someone crying, so he headed there to see where it came from.

There he discovered a lovely lady standing alone in the dark. He got off the horse and walked towards her.

"Greetings milady, what are you doing so late at night alone in the dark woods? It's not safe. And why are you crying?"

"I am... I was the princess of Lamrian. Princess Alexis Clarissa Fontaine from Lamrian. Now I am the victim of a curse that turned me into a peacock."

He was taken aback by her words, but quickly regained his composure and bowed.

"Oh, you're the princess?! Your Majesty, tell me how it happened. I will help you break the curse. It doesn't matter at all to me, you are still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

She was touched by his words and began to cry, this time more happy tears.

"You are quite kind... An evil wizard cursed me and other innocent beings into animals. By sunrise, I will be a peacock again. To break the curse, his magical scepter must be destroyed."

"Princess, it could be dangerous. I cannot let you go alone and find him all by yourself. Let me help you. Where will we find him?"

"Deep, deep, deeper in the woods. In a small hut is where he lives.", the owl hooted from another tree.

"That voice?? What was...?"

"It's one of the talking animals. These are the cursed ones."

"Fine, that's where we will go then, my lovely princess.", he extended his hand forward to support her. The girl took it and carefully climbed on the white horse to sit behind him. Then they started their journey together. But could the innocent princess just blindly trust him? Meanwhile, in a small hut at the edge of the lake, the evil wizard who cast the spell on the princess was waiting for them. He knew they would be coming and watched them as the lake reflected what the couple was currently doing, like a magical mirror.

"Curses, how did the princess get back into her form? She should be a peacock. I don't understand, did that commoner do that? It must be the work of a hero. Well, whatever his case is, I won't let him leave alive."

Back on the journey, the princess is curious about the young man, Nik.

"My hero, aren't you afraid of the evil wizard? Why do you want to help me?"

Nik is touched by the princess's questions.

"I have had many adventures, my princess... I'm a Nighthunter... A professional that hunts all creatures of evil origins and defends the good and innocent."

She was indeed impressed by his answer. In a clearing in the woods, they came across a band of dark creatures that just appeared, the wizard's henchmen.

Nik realized the sudden danger, hopped off the horse, and drew his weapons.

"Damn it... We've encountered the wizard's henchmen but no worries, my princess. I will protect you."

He turned to the creatures then.

"Stop right there villains, by the power of light, I order you to leave this place immediately. Leave us alone or else... you'll have to face my Holy Light arrows!!"

The henchmen snarled at him, but Nik was determined to get rid of the creatures once and for all. He grabbed his crossbow and began shooting holy light arrows at them one by one.

They got afraid by Nik's determination and some of them even got killed by the light arrows. The ones left behind disappeared back into the shadows.

The princess was amazed by Nik's courage and strength.

"I was so worried... How did you know they would leave? You are a hero, Nik... I am happy that I am in your protection, thank you very much."

Nik looked into her eyes and was moved by her kindness and sincerity.

"You are quite a kind and beautiful princess by the way. Your face is even more precious than the most precious jewels in the world."

She blushed a little, touched by his words. After he got on his horse, sitting behind her, the princess leaned her head on his chest. He took her arm and placed it around to keep her stable on the horse.

Meanwhile, the villain, furious to see Nik so dedicated to the princess, decided to cast another wicked spell... He began his spell, while the couple were still on their journey, completely unaware of what was about to happen. The jealous wizard chanted a spell of pure hatred and malice, then shot it at them, aiming directly at the princess.

The couple didn't realize what just happened yet. Meanwhile, Nik felt something disturbing in the air, a spell that disturbed his soul. He immediately scanned the surroundings, seeking the dark magic that had been created. He felt the dark spell. It's coming from the Princess. His instincts told him to be careful because there was something wrong, so he stopped his white horse and gently guided it toward a place where there was more light.

"Princess, are you okay? You seem strange all of a sudden. What's going on?", he asked the princess who remained silent and Nik noticed that. Even her face had changed. She showed a strange coldness and a strange look as if she had been brainwashed. Then she looked at him with a deadly look, as if she had forgotten everything they'd gone through together.

"What the...?", Nik got shocked and didn't understand the sudden change from this beautiful girl to a coldhearted woman. He looked around desperately and realized that they were now in a dark place, with fog and shadows everywhere. Also, his weapons were gone. The evil wizard played his game!

The young hero watched the mysterious figure who suddenly appeared in front of them. The wizard himself.

"Well, well, well... Nik Ryder is the name, am I right?"

"No dirty tricks now, wizard guy. Hand me over my weapons and return the princess to her normal self. Otherwise, I swear I will rip you apart!", his voice filled with anger. The villain laughed mockingly and cruelly back.

"My dear, you should try to think logically. Can a simple human fight against the will of a powerful wizard? If I wanted, I could turn you into an animal. Perhaps a bird too just like the princess. A falcon!! And then I'll lock you lovebirds up together in a bird cage. But I won't, I will let you live. Just one condition... Bring me the precious princess. She's mine and not yours.", he commanded while glaring at Nik with a cruel grin.

Nik was shocked by the words, he looked at the princess and saw her beautiful but cold look. He didn't want to admit it but he realized that the wizard guy had done something to her. She was brainwashed and in some kind of trance. In a last attempt to save the princess, Nik drew a secret dagger from under the saddle without letting anyone notice, hid it behind his back, hopped off the horse, and turned towards the evil man.

"I will never let you touch this lovely girl, don't you dare come closer. I don't have my weapons but I'm not afraid of you. Even without them, I'm powerful enough to protect my princess."

He stood determined in front of the guy, the dagger ready to strike the wizard his chest. The evil guy smirked at his brave attitude, knowing very well that he had the upper hand and that he controlled the princess.

"You silly little human, can't you realize the sad truth? Your princess is now my puppet. So there are only two options. You can give up and save her from a great deal of suffering or you can take me down and watch her die in your arms."

The Princess's eyes looked like there was a struggle inside her. She's looking at Nik, hoping that he could save her and Nik Ryder himself was determined to free her.

"No... I will never let you have her! If I defeat you I will also break your spell and I bring her back!", he yelled at the man who laughed cruelly.

"Oh, Nik, Nik, Nik... you can't fathom the power of a might like me... not many beings could break my magical power, that's why I rule over the most terrifying and dark beings."

He glanced at the Princess of Lamrian and then turned back to Nik.

"But if you think you can save her... I'll just laugh at your boldness and watch you fail. So come here and try me, if you dare", he spoke in a teasing tone.

Nik didn't hesitate and charged towards the man, taking him by surprise. The hero managed to slash him with his secret dagger within seconds, and the man screamed in pain. However, the wizard quickly took the opportunity to recover, grabbed him, and shot dark powers all over him. Nik managed to counterattack and they both got to the ground, each one looking for the advantage to be able to put an end to the battle. After a few minutes of struggle, the wizard managed to get the upper hand and pointed his scepter at Nik.

As he got ready to shoot his final and strongest spell of pure hatred and malice to finish Nik, the princess suddenly regained control of her senses and jumped between the two with Nik's secret dagger in her hands which was lying on the ground. She stabbed the wicked wizard in the chest while catching some unwanted blood stains. But it didn't matter to her as long as her hero was safe. Then she was able to destroy the scepter easily now with her fae powers after the villain was defeated. Destroy the owner of the scepter first, then the scepter.

The wizard collapsed, died in pain. Nik gazed at the princess with a new level of admiration.

"Well, would you look at that? You're not entirely stupid after all. Damn, look at you. How amazing you are, my princess! That was a brave action you just did!"

"Did you just called me stupid??!!"

"Forgive me, I was teasing you. Just joking. You did great, my love.", he chuckled.

He stood up from the ground, turned towards the princess who seemed a bit tired and confused now. He embraced her into his arms, looking at the evil wizard's corpse lying on the ground. The princess seemed exhausted and shocked as she realized what she had just done. Alexis still had a lot to process but the most important thing was that she was safe now. He placed the young lady gently on his white horse, then he also got on it, sitting behind her, and led the horse back. She seemed to be silent but Nik knew that she needed some time to recover and he respected that. When she was ready, he was sure that she would tell him everything about her experience with the evil guy. A few minutes later, the princess suddenly remembered everything that happened and started to shake. She looked like she was about to have a nervous breakdown. Nik watched her with worry and tried to calm her down.

"Hey, my princess, please do not be scared. The bad guy is no longer able to hurt you. You did a great job of defeating him with one of my hidden daggers. That was a clever move.", he whispered, hugging her as she started to cry in his arms. He comforted her by gently stroking her silvery-black hair and they continued the journey. When she calmed down and started to feel more herself, she faced him. Very sweet and loving again.

"I... I... Did I just kill someone? I feel so ashamed. Nik, I'm so sorry that I was cold and cruel to you before. I didn't know what was happening. Thank you for believing in me and rescuing me. You're my prince charming, my hero.", she praised before tenderly kissing him on his soft lips.

"Don't worry my dear, I knew it wasn't your fault."

The young couple exchanged a sweet look. They were in love.

Back in the palace, the king and the queen were relieved to see that the princess returned safe and sound. The whole kingdom was happy about the good news and the princess's parents decided to throw a grand celebration. To celebrate the return of the crown princess and the defeat of an enemy.

The next night, the whole kingdom was in a festive atmosphere, even Nik Ryder and the new friends from the woods came. The curse was broken. They weren't animals anymore and were back in their real form. Almost everyone noticed how the princess and Nik passionately and specially glanced at each other. They started to dance together. At first, it was a waltz, but then the young girl decided to dance ballet on her own while everyone ended up just admiring her including her lover, Nik Ryder, Hero of Lamrian. They were officially a couple.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End

#choices fanfiction #choices fanfic #fairytale #fantasy romance #fluff #fmc x nik ryder #nik ryder x fmc #fae #nightbound #playchoices #choices #choices nightbound #nik ryder #fantasy #fairytale au #cfwc fics of the week #cfwc

[choicesficwriterscreations]

It's that time of year again! Thank you to the creators who have shared their Top 5 creations of 2023 according to Tumblr note count. The Creator's Pick Top 5 will be posted this weekend! Links to all fics can be found below the break.

@aallotarenunelma ✒️

So This is Love (BOLAS) - Aerin Valleros x M!elf!MC

Distant Light (BOLAS) - Tyril Starfury x F!elf!MC

Indigo Night (ID) - Cassius Harlow x NB!MC, NB!OC

Répondez, s'il vous plaît! 3 (ILS/ID) - Various Pairings

Sophomore Secret (ILITW) - Dan Pierce x F!MC, M!OC

@angelasscribbles ✒️

A Fervid Fixation (TRR) Ⓜ️ - Drake Walker x MC

In Your Room (TRR) Ⓜ️- Drake Walker x Leo Rys

The Dark Kingdom (TRR) Ⓜ️ - Various Pairings

Dark Elf (TRR) Ⓜ️- Various Pairings

Heir Apparent (TRR) Ⓜ️- Drake Walker x MC, Liam Rys

@baldwinboy5ive 🎨

Blades Coffee Shop AU (BOLAS) - Aerin Valleros x MC

I Will Drag Him Back (BOLAS) - Tyril Starfury & Aerin Valleros

The Spray Bottle (BOLAS) - Imtura, Mal, Aerin

Aerin Instagram (BOLAS) - Aerin Valleros

The Prison Visit (BOLAS) - Aerin Valleros x MC

@cariantha ✒️

Accidental Valentine (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

If Only I Could (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Code Yellow (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

A Kiss on the Hand (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Daddy Distress (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

@inlocusmads ✒️

Intro To Negotiation Science (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

A Strange & Sudden Companionship (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

Cross Your Hearts & Set it Ablaze (COP) - Trystan Thorn x F!MC

Partner (Disambiguation) (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

New York, June 2014 (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

@jerzwriter ✒️

A Different Fate, Part 1 (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

What Happened in Vegas, Part 4 (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Abundance (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

The Perfect Gift (OH) - Tobias Carrick x F!MC

Take Me Out (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

@ladylamrian ✒️

Welcome to the World of Night (NB) - Nightbound MC

Bound by Fate (NB) - Nik Ryder x F!MC

A Meeting in Wyoming (NB) - Nik Ryder x F!MC

Wedding Proposal (NB) - Nik Ryder x F!MC

OC Headcanons (NB)

@liaromancewriter ✒️

Every Day (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Summer Romance (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Beautiful Stranger (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Sleeping Beauty (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Something to Talk About (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

@noesapphic ✒️

The Other Woman (D&D) - Roselyn Sinclaire, Ernest Sinclaire, Duke Richards

A Glimpse of Us (TRR/TRM) - Liam Rys & MC, Fabian Rys & MC

Barcelona | Prince Hamid (D&D) - Prince Hamid x MC

Worthy (TRR) Hana Lee x MC

The Cursed Heiress, Ch. 17 (D&D) - Mr. Sinclaire x F!OC

@peonierose ✒️

Losing Game - Part 1 (OH) - Bryce Lahela x F!OC

Nightbound AU vs. Hänsel & Gretel, Part 3 (NB) - OCs

Nightbound AU vs. Hänsel & Gretel, Part 2 (NB) - Nik Rider, F!MC, OCs

Once, Part 2 (TNA/OH) - Sam Dalton x F!MC

Hau’oli la Heleui (OH) - Bryce Lahela, F!OC, Keiki Lahela

@storyofmychoices ✒️

Go On, Feel It! (BOLAS) - Mal Volari x F!MC

Our Future Doctor (OH) - Bryce Lahela x F!OC

No Kissing! (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

Dance With Me (OH) - Bryce Lahela x F!MC

A Theif in the Gardens (BOLAS) - Mal Volari x F!MC

@tessa-liam ✒️

Memories (TRR) - Liam Rys x F!OC

The Sacrifice (TRR) - Liam Rys x F!OC

Regrets (TRR) - Liam Rys x F!OC

Old Habits Die Hard (TRR) - Liam Rys x F!OC

Turning the Page, Prologue (TRR) - Liam Rys x F!OC

@trappedinfanfiction ✒️

Brunette (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Crossroads (OH) Ⓜ️ - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

A New Neighbor (COP) - Trystan Thorne x F!MC

Midnight Talks (OH) - F!MC, Sienna Trinh

What's in a Name? (COP) - Trystan Thorne

@zealouscanonindeer ✒️

Together (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Company (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Locked In (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

20 Questions (OH) - Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

Long Overdue (OH) Ⓜ️- Ethan Ramsey x F!MC

#choices fic writers creations #tumblr top 5 #playchoices #choices stories you play #blades of light and shadow #immortal desires #it lives anthology #the royal romance #open heart #crimes of passion #nightbound #desire and decorum #the nanny affair #choices fanfic #choices fanart #playchoices fanfic #playchoices fanart #long post

[masked-alien-lesbian]

In a Werewolf AU, what would Raelyn and Hana's Werewolf forms look like?

Ooooo! What a fun ask!

I've always been a fan of werewolves that are actually werewolves, part human, part wolf, not the wolf shapeshifter that the "werewolves" in Alpha are. Though the primal form of the werewolves from Wolf Bride are ridiculous looking lol. So no belly buttons, boobs or sassy hand on the hip look for Hana and Raelyn lol. They'd probably look a lot like Cal from Nightbound.

I really love this werewolf from Pearleden

So I'd imagine Raelyn looking like this, a white werewolf.

And for Hana I couldn't find the perfect werewolf reference that wasn't AI art in google 🙄, but I do think her coat would look like this from WhiteCath1202 from DeviantArt

Though with gold eyes and maybe a thicker mane around her throat and neck.

This was such a fun ask! Thank you for suggesting it!

#choices #pixelberry #Hana x Raelyn #Werewolf AU #They'd have so much fun running together in the woods #And ofc they'd have that soulmate bond trope #That werewolves have lol #But not possessive red flag bs #Just 2 ppl madly in love with each other #Who just also so happens turns into werewolves #At night

[lilyoffandoms]

2023 Choices Fic Recap

Saw @aallotarenunelma list of 2023 fics and thought it was such a cool idea so I had to steal it. Here are all the fics/drabbles I wrote for the Choices fandom this past year (excluding drabbles I sent as asks).

Here is to another beautiful year of trying to write writing and sharing! May your new year find you with all the time, all the motivation, and all the words to write all the stories your heart contains!!

January

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

February Kiss (Tyril x Maiele)

ID Drabble (Cas x Saini) for aallotarenunelma

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

LoA Drabble (Gabe x Lex)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele + family)

TPA Drabble (Rowan x Elliot)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

Pick Your Poison (Arthur/Artura x Guinevere, Lancelot x Guinevere)

Regret (Arthur x Guinevere, Lancelot x Guinevere)

Blades Drabble (Mal x Daenarya, Tyril x Maiele)

Guinevere Drabble (Lancelot x Guinevere)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

Blades Drabble (Mal x Daenarya + boys) for storyofmychoices

Guinevere Drabble (Lancelot x Guinevere)

February

OPH Drabble (Tobias x Casey, Bryce x Olivia, Ethan x Merida)

TRR Drabble (Hana x Eclipsa) for noesapphic

Nightbound Drabble (Nik x Alex) for ladylamrian

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

OPH Drabble (Bryce x Jensen) for mydemonsdrivealimo

Nightbound Drabble (Nik x Alex) for ladylamrian

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

March

Doctor, Doctor (Bryce x Kyrie)

RCD Drabble (Thomas x Alex) for storyofmychoices

OPH Drabble (Bryce x Olivia) for storyofmychoices

Blades Drabble (Maiele & Daenarya)

Blades Drabble (Mal x Daenarya) for storyofmychoices Blades Poem (Mal x Daenarya) for storyofmychoices

RCD Drabble (Thomas x Alex) for storyofmychoices

April

WtD Drabble (Troy x Saeed)

most of the month was spent on a personal project

“Does not the human decorum suggest you sit opposite side the table?” he laughed merrily.

“But I do so like my own skin too much to risk being at the disadvantage of having my back to the door,” she smiled a knowing smile at him.

“Then you must be the one to protect our skins both for I will do as decorum requires and not draw ourselves undue attention.” Teigran looked them both over and her lips quirked into a smile again. “Your point is understood,” he laughed. “Less noticeable than an elf and a dwarf sitting to sup in a human town.”

May

spent this month working on a personal project

"Tell me the secrets you require,” he leaned in to whisper.

His face was bright and flushed from the warm room, and she expected, a bit from the excitement of a mission and the promise of more.

June

spent this month on the same personal project

Sleep came fitfully that night. The memories of her coming to the surface. Always so kind. Always so demanding. Even in childhood.

She tried to bring those memories to the surface in hopes that she would speak to her again in dreams and give her more to go on. It was in vain, Teirgan knew this, but she needed more to go on.

July

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele, Mal x Daenarya)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele, Mal x Daenarya)

August

11 Drabbles (multiple pairings & books) for the participants of the August Challenge)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

ID Drabble (Kalen & Saini)

September

CoP AU Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel)

Blades Drabble (Maiele & Daenarya)

WtD Drabble (Troy x Saeed)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Sofia) with trappedinfanfiction’s MC

OPH Drabble (Bryce x Olivia, Tobias x Casey, Ethan x Merida)

October

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele)

Nightbound Drabble (Nik x Alex) for ladylamrian

Blades Drabble (Maiele & gang)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele, Mal x Daenarya)

Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele, Mal x Daenarya, Daenarya x Maiele, Mal x Tyril)

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel, Luke x Ruby)

Blades Drabble (Maiele & OC) for storyofmychoices

WtD Drabble (Troy x Saeed)

Blades Drabble (Nia x Astra) for stars-are-within-me

CoP Drabble (Trystan x MC) for stars-are-within-me

November

Mal x Daenarya for storyofmychoices

Tobias x Casey for jerzwriter

Aerin x Raine for oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Thomas x Jackie for peonyblossom

Blades Drabble (Aerin x MC) for oh-so-youre-a-nerd and baldwinboy5ive

Blades Drabble (Aerin x Raine) for oh-so-you’re-a-nerd

December

CoP Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel) and Blades Drabble (Tyril x Maiele)

CoP & LoA Crossover Drabble (Trystan x Gabriel, Aislinn x Lex x Gabe)

#my 2023 masterlist #my masterlist

[moodmusicmonday]

What a fun playlist we have this week! Crank it up in the car or while your cleaning and/or cooking--you're going to enjoy it! And also, keep your eyes peeled for these upcoming fics!

Can't wait? Well, you're in luck... check out the list below, and you will see that some have already been released! Find the 📖, then click the link! Don't forget to comment, like and reblog! These writers will surely appreciate it!

Huge thanks to all of our creators who participated in this week's MMM! We do this twice a month (on the first and third Mondays), and all Choices creators are invited to participate! We will see you in May!

@alj4890

📖 “Holding On” - Leony; Holding On [OH; Ethan x f!MC (Chris)]

@ao719

“Infinitely Falling” - Fly By Midnight; Vancross, Chapter 14: Real As A Dream (multiple crossover; Liam x f!OC)

“It Is What It Is” - Lifehouse; Best Kept Secrets, Chapter 13: Maybe There’s No Making It Now (TRR; Liam x f!OC)

“Who Knew - Acoustic” - James Bradshaw; … Sometimes Not, Part 1: Until We Meet Again (TRR; Liam x f!OC) 

@aussiegurl1234

📖 “Chasing Cars” - Simply Three; Black Silk, Chapter 3:  Shopping [TRR AU; Liam x f!OC (Alice), Drake x f!OC (Delilah)]

“You Ought To Know” - duomo, Tomas Piere-Serrate; Black Silk, Chapter 4: The Debutante Ball;  [TRR AU; Liam x f!OC (Alice), Drake x f!OC (Delilah)]

@lizzybeth1986

“Father to Son” - Queen; Legacies, The Statuses [TRR, Book 3; King Liam & Duke Hakim Theron (platonic)]

@peonierose

"Dream On" - Aerosmith; Nightbound vs. Hänsel & Gretel, Chapter 4 [Nightbound AU; Characters involved: Gretel van Andresen (f!OC), Hänsel van Andresen (m!OC), Grey (m!OC), Viandra (f!OC) and Vine (m!OC)]

@txemrn

“Goodbye My Lover” - James Blunt; Like Ships in the Night, Part 1: I’m So Hollow; Part 2: Goodbye My Lover (OPH; Ethan Ramsey x f!OC; Tobias Carrick x f!OC)

~🎵~

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[a-cloud-for-dreams]

The Scholars of Bellachoix Lane Masterlist

"In one of the most prestigious universities in the world, follow several college students adjusting to their new lives while navigating school, drama, and an intriguing mystery..."

So, a while ago, I posted about making a College!AU series for my Choices characters/pairings, so that's what this series will be! I made a header and everything so I can commit. I'll post the chapters on Ao3 too! Some details will be subject to change, but here's a rough outline of the chapters I plan to write for. I also want to clarify that all characters besides my MCs and OCs belong to Pixelberry!

Chapter 1: Midnight Rain (Bryce Lahela x Chandini Ramakrishnan)

Chapter 2: Crown Jewel (Trystan Thorne x Haelyn Rózsa)

Chapter 3: Knight in Shining Armor (Mal Volari x Salem Nightingale)

Chapter 4: Night Shift (Nik Ryder x Lyra Lexington*)

Chapter 5: Enchanted (Shreya Mistry x Verena Solaris)

Chapter 6: Cherry Blossom (Sebastyan Thorne x Cerise Hexley)

Footnotes

*Lyra Lexington is one of those MCs turned OCs that I wrote a really complicated backstory for. She can be tied to Ride or Die (LI: Colt), Nightbound (LI: Nik Ryder), AND Crimes of Passion (LI: Trystan Thorne). But for the sake of simplicity, she will most likely be paired with Nik because 1) the RoD LIs being actual college students doesn't make a lot of sense, 2) I have a second CoP MC (Haelyn) who ends up with Trystan, and 3) Nightbound is the book closest to explaining her supernatural background so it makes sense that she would be closest with him in this series

Taglist

@choicesficwriterscreations

@ladylamrian (Nik, Trystan, Mal, Bryce Centered Chapters)

#playchoices #the scholars of bellachoix lane #open heart #crimes of passion #blades of light and shadow #bryce lahela #bryce lahela x mc #chandyce🌙 #chandini ramakrishnan oc #trystan thorne #trystan thorne x mc #haelyn rózsa oc #haelstan🌹 #mal volari x mc #mal volari #salem nightingale oc #voltingale 🏹 #nik ryder #nik x mc #lyrik 🪄 #lyra lexington oc #nightbound #shreya mistry #shreya mistry x mc #the elementalists #vereya❤️‍🔥 #verena solaris oc #sebastyan thorne #cerise hexley oc #cerystan 🍒

[bloodboundsiege]

out of curiosity, what made you decide to make this into a full fledged visual novel instead of just writing a fic? esp since afaik there hasn't been a demand/outcry for more bloodbound

(this ended up being rlly long, so I'm putting it under a cut. if you don't want to read all of that, the tl;dr is I've been working on an spec adaptation of Bloodbound since 2021, I've been making edits with Choices assets for a little over a year now, and I started messing around with ren'py during my stint in the now no longer active @nightboundthesecond project, and this spinoff is the culmination of all of those things bc I wanted to do something w them).

Anyways, here's the long version:

So...I kind of already did. Sort of.

In summer of 2021, I was going through a pretty bad depressive episode and ended up rereading Bloodbound (which got me back into the fandom as a whole, more on that in a sec). When the dust cleared, I began really heavily reconsidering what exactly I was doing with my life.

I'd been toying with the possibility of doing a film MFA of some kind, but I was worried I didn't have the skillset to get into any grad programs. So, I began teaching myself how to write screenplays by adapting Bloodbound into a spec TV series. From August 2021 to April 2022, I wrote twenty-eight episodes, with three rounds of revisions, which really strengthened my abilities as a writer. I'm currently at a T10 film school getting an MFA. I wouldn't be where I am without doing that. Part of my love for Bloodbound stems from the fact that it quite literally changed my life.

The very nature of turning a book into a screenplay/teleplay is that you have to restructure a lot of plot points so they fit in better with the new medium. With a TV adaptation, you also usually have to build onto the source material. For Bloodbound, that meant fleshing things out and creating new characters to move the plot forward. It also meant exploring things that either happened offscreen or were only brief scenes.

And so when it came time to write episodes for the book 2 adaptation, the huge aspect of that was going into New York City and seeing what Gaius was doing during his hostile takeover. And since I had very little to work with from the source material, I had to come up with a lot of stuff off the cuff. And as I put those storylines together, I was like there's actually some pretty interesting stuff here. This visual novel is based off of that stuff.

@clansayeed and his fantastic reimaginings of Bloodbound and Nightbound had been on my radar for a while at this point, but I wasn't aware of the fake caps he made until I actually checked out his tumblr account. I thought they were really fucking cool. As a little private celebration for finishing the third round of edits for season 1 (and to let myself take a break), I decided to teach myself how to make fakecaps and recreate a few scenes from my adaptation in the Choices format:

I found out that I really enjoyed reworking assets into new outfits and character designs--lowkey, putting on a podcast or a video essay, opening up pixlr, and just making stuff became one of my go-to ways to unwind in the midst of mfa apps and life in general--, so I started making more fandom service stuff for fun and posting them on Reddit. I made a variety of stuff: role reversal AU edits, general dress up stuff, and of course... "on the set of [choices book]: the tv show" fake caps.

I feel like you're not really supposed to say this, but it was kind of validating to me that a lot of those posts did like. Decent numbers. And that kind of motivated me to get better at doing it, especially in the beginning.

And then...It Lives Within dropped. And I think that shifted a lot of how people--myself included--considered what they could do within a fandom space like Choices. Like, if we could make our own shit, why not? I was really intrigued by the idea, and so when there were calls for writers and sprite artists for a Nightbound project, I jumped at the opportunity.

(As a side note, I think the fact that now there are people within the fandom making their own sequels/spinoffs/whatever is gonna be rlly interesting for the general ecosystem of the Choices fandom and its future, but that's a convo for another time lol)

While the team I was on is no longer working on a sequel, being part of that group did a lot for me, and I look back on being part of that really fondly. I think we all were kind of picking up whatever we needed to do, regardless of if it was what we signed on for. For me, that meant teaching myself how to use Ren'py. The thing was, this was still in the really early stages of development, which meant I didn't have a lot of story to play with. So...

I was kind of like. Fuck it. Let me try my own thing out.

The original idea was actually a prequel set in the 1910s, as I'd done an MC set and an LI set based on that very premise, but the problem was that there are so few assets from that time period, and asset creation has never been my strong suit. But then, I thought back to the adaptation I'd been working on.

Some of the strongest writing I think I've ever done was in the episodes where the primary storylines were following Gaius's takeover of New York. I think a lot of the themes of the second book came out in those moments. And as cool as it would be, as much as I've fantasized about it, I don't think Bloodbound: The TV Show is ever happening. So it made sense for me to rework that into a visual novel spinoff.

In terms of the actual framing of this story, I spent a lot of time in the Bloodbound tags in the early days of working on my adaptation. I was deep in those tags. And it's really interesting to see what people expected it to be before its release. Part of it was the assumption of a Clan sorting system. Obviously, that wasn't actually the case.

Additionally, I think a lot of people were frustrated by the fact that Bloodbound's MC isn't really given the option to just. Be bad. Which then makes moments like this super jarring:

So, I decided to put everything I'd learned together. I was working on the GUI/character creation features for Nightbound (side note, the GUI in this game isn't an absolutely perfect replication of the Choices GUI yet and won't be for the demo, but we're getting there), I had a ton of edits I'd made that I wasn't using for anything, and I had a story that I knew could be reworked into an arc about a new vampire in New York City during Gaius's coup.

But with this project in general, it's less about a demand for a sequel/midquel/spinoff within the fandom and more like. I noticed that there were some things people wanted out of Bloodbound and didn't get, and trying to give it to them, because I wanted those things too, and I felt like I had the means to create that. When I've talked to IRL friends about this project (non of whom play Choices), I've just been like "yeah it's a visual novel fanfic" because...it's a visual novel fanfic.

So. That's why.

(This was super long (and felt a little self centered, sorry!), but if you read all of that, I hope it all made sense. All of this is to say that this has been a labor of love for a book series I've been living with for a year and a half, and I want to get part of what I've done with it out of my head. I hope you all like it.)

#bloodbound #bloodbound the siege #anon #ask #sorry this was so fucking long but i rarely get to talk about this stuff lol

[liviusofpella]

Do u know any other nightbound fic writers?

I do! I know @ladylamrian is a very prolific nightbound fanfic writer, @peonierose is writing a nightbound au series, @infactnoimmasitinthemiddle writes mostly for Nik x MC, and @lilyoffandoms has a few nightbound fics ☺️ @ladylamrian has a way longer list of people who write for nightbound so I recommend checking that out☺️☺️

#ask #anon #choices nightbound

[missameliep]

What if this fanfic was a book? - The Cursed Heiress (Desire and Decorum AU)

The Cursed Heiress by @noesapphic is a Desire and Decorum AU! with a powerful MC named Joanna Mills (though she is known for other names that are revealed in the series as more and more of her secrets come to light), mythological creatures, supernatural elements and crossovers with Choices' books such as Bloodbound and Nightbound. In this series, we follow Joanna while she learns the secrets that will change her entire existence, meet the five people whose destinies are entwined with hers and prepare herself not only for the role of the Earl of Edgewater's heiress but in the upcoming war that can destroy humanity.

If this series was turned into a book, I thought of a few ideas for covers inspired by Joanna's magic powers and the color red.

But I can already envision a special edition with hardcover and The Damned Daughter too.

You can read the A/N and have access to all the chapters of the main series and the series The Damned Daughter, info about the MC and lore, one shots etc

I hope you like it, Noe! ☺️

Tagging a few of you who might like seeing this: @storyofmychoices @princess-geek @lorirwritesfanfic @lilyoffandoms

#what if this fanfic was a book? #noesapphic #desire and decorum #choices fanfic #desire and decorum au #desire and decorum supernatural au #oc: joanna mills #annabelle parsons #ernest sinclaire #luke harper #mr. sinclaire #miss parsons x mc #mr. sinclaire x mc #prince hamid #prince hamid x mc #mr. harper x mc

[peonierose]

Wake up Little Susie

Chapter 1

Nightbound AU vs. Hänsel & Gretel

Book: Nightbound AU

Type: Series

Characters involved: Hänsel van Andresen (M!OC), Gretel van Andresen (F!OC), Nik Ryder (M!MC), Katherine (F!MC), Garrus (M!MC)

Words: 2,500+

Rating: General, a few curse words

Summary: Hänsel and Gretel two amazing supernatural hunters are working on a new case that leads them to New Orleans and to old friends. So let the good times roll.

A/N: I’m posting this for @nbappreciationweek

Side note: This story has been a year in the making and I hope you’ll give it a chance. A massive thank you to these wonderful people for being super excited for this story and helping me with it. @annieruok94 ❤️@ofmischiefandmedicine 💖 @doriopenheart 🧡 @ladylamrian 💜 @inlocusmads 💚

2nd Side note: I’ve put out an intro you can catch up here. If you want to listen to the playlist I’ve created for this chapter you can do that here.

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I stride into Hänsel’s room not caring if he is awake or not. This can’t wait any longer.

The room is pitch black. You can’t even make out the sleeping figure, who slumbers peacefully, tangled in his sheets, and snores softly.

I take a moment to look at him. He looks so peaceful, like he has no care in the world. Well it’s about to get interesting.

I touch his shoulder gently, and start to shake him awake. He stirs and throws out every curse word he knows.

“What in three hells, Gretel?“ His voice is still rough from sleep. He puts his pillow over his head, to avoid the light that spills through the room from outside the hall.

“Wake up sleeping beauty,“ I smile sweetly, because I know he hates it when I wake him up.

He groans and sits up in bed. Thank god the sheets cover the important bits, while the pillow gets pushed to the side.

“I wasn’t sleeping a hundred years. And where’s the fire? Why do I have to be awake?“ He asks sleepily. He still sounds groggy.

I shake my head at him.

“There’s no fire, Mr. grouchy pants. But we do have a case. Get dressed,“ I tell him, while I pull the curtains apart to let in some sunshine. He blinks against the harsh light and covers his face with his arm.

“Seriously? What case? We just came back from a hunt, Gretel. And don’t call me grouchy pants.“

I turn my head in his direction and smile. He crosses his arms over his chest.

“No rest for the wicked.“ I chirp.

He rolls his eyes.

“It’s creepy for you to be so chipper in the morning. Again. What case?“

He holds my gaze for a few seconds longer while he looks for any type of reaction. His dark blond hair disshelved and his hazel eyes sleepy but alert.

Not willing to disclose any details yet,

I walk to his closet and pick a pair of dark jeans and a flannel shirt and throw it at him. The clothes hit him in the face.

“I told you to get dressed. We’re wasting sunlight.“

I leave his room and hear him curse. I grin. My job here is done.

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Hänsel walks into the kitchen. His jaw set, his shoulders pulled back. He gets himself some coffee and leans on the kitchen island and crosses his ankles. He appears relaxed and comfortable, but I know he’s anything but.

He takes a slow sip and looks at me directly. His face unreadable. Even though we’re twins (though I’m the older one), even I can’t decipher what’s going through his head right now.

“You woke me up. We all know how much I love that,“ he says sarcastically.

“Without even telling me what the hell is going on!“

I firmly bite my bottom lip.

“You won’t like it.“ I admit.

Hänsel only raises an eyebrow.

“Go on, sis.“

He empathizes that by pointing to his black coffee mug with the words “Hell raiser“ in my direction.

I walk to my room and hand him several pages I printed out. Dozens of faces stare back at me.

Disappearances of at least 20 people. From all sorts of backgrounds and of all ethnicities. Caucasian, African-American, Asian. You name it.

Women and men. Tall and short. Long and short hair. There seems to be no connection between them.

Hänsel sets down his coffee mug, to take a closer look at the missing file reports. He sets the papers down and gives me a pointed look.

“You’re right I don’t like it. This is turning into a weird obsession Gretel. You’ve got to stop this. I mean it.“

He takes his mug and is about to walk away.

“Weird obsession?“ My voice is steely.

He stops mid-walk and turns around.

“I’m saying this as your twin brother who loves you. Those people“ he points at the papers in my hands.

“It’s the local polices job to find them and bring them back safe and sound. Not ours. We only deal with the supernatural stuff. You know? What goes bump in the night,“ he finishes.

I gulp.

“So you’re saying you won’t come with me?“ I ask defiantly.

“And where is that exactly?“ He asks calmly.

I wet my lips and look away not able to meet his eyes.

“New Orleans,“ I say and he nods.

“Now we’re getting closer. This is why you want to investigate? So you can see your former flame again?“ He wiggles his eyebrows.

I narrow my eyes.

“Oh Nik you’re so dreamy. We should like hunt monsters together…blah…blah…“ he says in high-pitched voice to mimic me.

I take a pillow from the couch and throw it at him. It hits him in the chest and he doubles over from laughing.

“I don’t talk like that!“ I cross my arms over my chest.

“Nik and I are just friends. We always have been,“ I say.

“He’s not even my type,“ I add and Hänsel shudders.

“I don’t even want to know what your type is. There are certain things a brother does not need to know about his sister,“ he cringes.

I sigh.

“That’s not the reason I want to go to New Orleans. I want to find out what happened to these people. Or do you mean to tell me you don’t care what happens to their fate?“ I say sternly.

He stops laughing and turns serious. His hazel eyes glinting.

“Of course I care. But there’s no indication that there is a supernatural element involved,“ he states.

“When you looked at the faces did you take a closer look? There’s no connection. They’re being picked at random. But there’s got to be something that connects all of them. I say we fly down to New Orleans and find out what that is,“ I say.

That gets his attention. His eyes turn cold and he presses his lips into a firm line.

“Could be human trafficking. Or sex trade. They’re all kinds of sickos out there. Supernaturals aren’t that different from humans,“ he shrugs.

“You’re turning away from the truth Hänsel. These people are being picked up and no one bats an eye,“ I implore.

He sighs deeply.

“If you’re implying that this is the work of the witch, then I have to disappoint you. She’s dead Gretel. We made damn sure of that.“

Clearly, he‘s not willing to even entertain the idea.

“Did we though? We were kids back then,“ I say and tug nervously at my long blonde braid.

“Even though we were kids I’m pretty sure if you separate every part of a persons body, shove it into an oven and it burns? Yeah. That’s as dead as can be,“ he says matter-of-fact.

I shake my head I’ve heard enough.

“Fine. Then stay here sleep, drink and do nothing. While people are taken from their beds, or picked off the streets. I mean who cares right?“

I point a finger at myself.

“I’ll go investigate. Because I don’t want them to go through the same hell that we did. You might’ve moved on, and you’re trying to forget…“ My voice almost hitches on the last words. “I can’t.“

His voice breaks the silence.

“It’s funny, really. That you think I’ve moved on. Or that I can forget what that witch almost did to us. She lures kids to her knowing exactly which buttons to push,“ he stops and then continues.

“Did you know I still have nightmares every night?“ He confesses. I look up at him, surprise clearly written all over my face, my lips slightly parted.

“No. Why did you never say anything, Hänsel?“

My voice is barely above a whisper.

“Honestly? I don’t know. I always felt like it’s a weakness. Admitting that you have nightmares. All the things we’ve seen, hunted and killed. It’s ironic, really. The one thing that has me woken up sweaty almost every single night is that damn gingerbread house. It wasn’t bad enough I developed diabetes. No. Seeing her turn from someone nice into someone evil in a heartbeat? Yeah, I’ll never forget that face. I’m glad we escaped that hellhole. But the memories still linger on.“

He rubs his eyes tiredly.

I close the distance and envelop him in a hug. It’s like a weight has been lifted. His shoulders sag and he almost crushes me when he returns the hug. We stand in our little kitchen, hugging each other like our lives depend on it.

Each other is all we have left.

What else have I not seen? Hänsel still has nightmares. I did not see his pain. I bury my face in his flannel shirt. Not able to stop some tears that escape my eyes. Soaking into his shirt. I wipe them away with the pad of my thumb.

After a couple of minutes we break apart.

“Want to tell me what Ryder said?“ Hänsel asks.

“We didn’t talk that much. I only wanted to let him know about the disappearances. He was genuinely surprised. I could tell by his voice that I caught him off-guard. He promised to get some info and let me know.“

I gnaw on my lips thoughtfully.

“How is that possible?“ He sounds suspicious.

“Well, he said people disappear all the time. Since these are people from the streets or homeless shelters we’re talking about…“ I shrug and continue.

“The police doesn’t think it’s worth the while to investigate. According to Nik they’ll look into it, but he’s not very hopeful that they’ll do a thorough enough job.“

He ponders over that for a minute.

“So what? You think the witch somehow made it out alive? Even though we dismembered and burned her? Even a necromancer can’t bring her back. You’d need a body for that. There were only ashes left,“ he says matter of fact.

I hate it when he takes that tone. The It’s-a-fact-and-you-know-it tone.

I turn my head to the side.

“There is actually a necromancer in New Orleans that we can ask for help,“ I look at Hänsel expectantly.

He shakes his head.

“You’ve got be kidding. You’ve thought of everything haven’t you?“ He smiles widely.

“If it turns out as a dead end? We’ll go home,“ I say adamantly.

“But if she’s alive and breathing? I want to stop her once and for all.“

I roll my shoulders.

Itching to go out there and just let out the anger I’ve been feeling lately. Or even better, take out my crossbow and shoot at some targets. I could use the practice.

“Slow down Van Helsing. What else is on your mind?“ He asks.

Of course he picked up on that.

“Ever since we escaped, I’ve devoured every lore and legend there is. Anything I can get my hands on. To find out what happened. What her ultimate goal was. Ever since I caught sight of this case, I needed to get more info. To find out anything I can. Because the more we know the better we’re prepared,“ I shiver because I feel cold all of a sudden. I put my arms around myself to warm my body up.

“And your conclusion?“ He prods.

I leave the kitchen to get my laptop. I put it onto the kitchen island and when it’s fired up I click on the files I’ve saved.

Everything is alphabetically organized so that I can easily find everything.

“I’ve printed out a map and circled all the places people were taken. The places seem completely random, except…“ I explain and show him a map of New Orleans on the screen.

“If you take a closer look you will see that this line right here?“ I point to it and continue “Is a ley line that stretches from New York up until New Orleans,“ I say.

His eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Meaning?“

“It means that whatever they’re planning needs a lot of juice. The ley lines would offer that. According to legends, it amplifies the magical powers that you already have and makes any spell or ritual more potent. It also means they have a very short amount of time to make it work. The ley lines won’t let you use their power for long and keeping that line open is straining to say the least,“ I finish.

“Meaning you’d probably need a lot of magical users for that,“ he says.

“Exactly,“ I nod.

“What else have you got on those ley lines?“ He looks intently at the screen, the light from the laptop reflects on his face and gives him a blue hue.

I scroll though the files I’ve compiled.

“That’s pretty much it. There is not much known about it. Most of it are legends, and you know how that works. Opinions are divided on what to believe.“

I lean forward to turn the laptop off and close it.

“It’s like the blue-line case,“ Hänsel mumbles

I stare at my brother. Who seems deep in thought. He tries to piece our last case back together.

“There are similarities, but I don’t think it’s the same,“ I say and shake my head.

“If what you say is true. Who or what would need this much power? And where would they even find people powerful enough for it?“ he asks.

I shrug.

“That I don’t know.“

I walk back and forth, my thoughts running wild.

“There’s something off about the way these people are taken. I can feel it Hänsel. And I know you do too. This whole thing just reeks of black magic. Someone on an ego power trip,“ I pin him down with an intense gaze.

“It’s not just the ley lines that worry me. Halloween is close by. The veil to the other side gets thinner by the day. Nothing good can come from that. We have less than a month to find these people before it’s too late.“

He stops me from wearing a path into the carpet and takes my cold hands in his warm ones.

“If it will put your mind at ease. We’ll look into it,“ he says.

“But I can’t make a promise to be nice to Ryder,“ he says heat rises in his high cheekbones.

“Why? He’s never done anything to you, has he?“

Racking my brain and not able to come up with a single thing he could’ve said or done.

“He called me and I quote “a mediocre hunter who only gets in his way.“

He looks incredulously at me.

I cover my mouth with my hand to stifle a laugh that’s trying to bubble to the surface. But a small sound still escapes past my fingers.

“Are you laughing? At me? Your own twin brother?“ His face twists into a grimace.

I take my hand away and burst out laughing.

“You should’ve seen your face. It was hilarious…Mediocre. I’ve got to steal that one,“ I put my hand on my stomach. It hurts from all the laugther. It almost makes me double-over.

He puts his hands on his hips and try to look intimidating, but fail miserably.

I pat his arm gently.

“Don’t be a drama queen little brother. I’ll save you from the bad hunter pinky promise.“

He scoffs and shakes off my arm.

“Whatever.“

I shake my head, still laughing.

He goes to his room to pack. I’ve already packed my suitcase. All we need to do is catch our flight.

And I can already tell it’s going to be a long trip.

#Wake up Little Susie #Nightbound AU #Hänsel van Andresen (M!OC) #Gretel van Andresen (F!OC) #Nik Ryder #Katherine #Garrus

[zstetchz]

"No Memories?"

Hi Friends! Today I somehow Managed to Write a 4K [Word Count!] Fan Fic for an AU {The NightBound AU] made by the Very Talented ArtisticalManiac!!!!! Please go Give him some Good Vibes for such an Interesting AU! https://withkoji.com/@ArtisticalManiac

It was a sunny summer afternoon when Cole finally got to the neighborhood. He was vaguely tired from his trip, but not tired enough for Julie to let him rest.

“Come on, Cole! I know my couch is comfy, but we have so many things to do!” Julie exclaimed as she bounced around her living room. Cole, on the other hand, was face down on Julie’s couch, groaning softly from how loud Julie was being.

“Julie,” Cole huffed as he turned his head to watch her, his eyes following her around the room. “What on earth could I possibly have to do with you? I just got here; you know, it’s a super long trip to get from California to here, can’t I catch a break?”

“Nope!” Julie stated playfully. “But, I’ll make you a deal! Come with me to meet at least two of my friends, and then you can come back here and take a nap. How does that sound?”

Cole slowly got up from the couch, stretching out a bit as he stood. “Fine, fine. But only two friends today, alright?”

Julie buzzed in excitement as she then took no time to waste in dragging Cole out the door and back onto the streets of Home. She debated with herself on where to take Cole first. To Wally? No, Wally would be busy painting right now; and heaven forbid she bothered him while he was in paint mode. To Howdy? No, not there either. He would spend too much time looking at snacks and pleading with her to buy him something. To Eddie? That’s the one! She thought to herself. Since they were heading over there now, they might just have a chance to catch Eddie and Frank at the post office. It was that time of day where Frank would bring Eddie lunch and check in on him, so a two-for-one special was ideal.

Cole yawned as Julie happily pulled him along, talking about who they were about to go meet. “Eddie and Frank, hm?” Cole hummed while rubbing his eyes. Julie didn’t give away too many details, she figured that it would just be better for the two to introduce themselves to Cole.

“Eddie is our wonderful postman! And Frank, my best friend, is his fiancé!” Julie stated as she flung the door to the post office open. Perfect, they were both here!

Frank and Eddie turned their heads to look at the commotion by the doors, quickly noticing the very tall stranger. “Frank! Eddie! I have someone that I would like you to meet!” Julie announced as Cole was rubbing his eyes once more. “Guys, this is my older cousin, Cole! Cole, this is Frank and Eddie!”

Cole repressed a yawn as he gave Frank a small wave, before looking to Eddie. He froze for a small moment before he gained one of the biggest smiles that Julie had ever seen on him. “Eddie? Eddie Dear?! Well this is just great- I- How have you been? You look great!” Cole asked excitedly as he skated up to the desk. “I haven’t seen you since graduation! And now you got your own post office, and a fiance? How time has flown by!”

Eddie took a breath as he looked at Cole. The name didn’t ring any bells. “I’m awfully sorry, pal… Um… But- who exactly are you?” Eddie asked, a confused, half-hearted smile on his face. It happened again. He forgot someone.

Cole took a moment and raised a brow. “Wha- Eddie,” Cole chuckled softly as he scanned Eddie’s face. “Ohh, I get it,” he said with a slightly louder chuckle. “Good one, Eddie! You really had me there for a second!”

Eddie swallowed hard as he looked intently at Cole’s face. Not a single thing came to mind. As Cole looked at Eddie in silence for just a moment or two, it slowly hit him. “You… You really don’t remember me?” Cole asked softly as his face dropped. He had always thought this happened. He didn’t write me, he promised he would. “I… I suppose high school was a few too many years ago, heh…”

Julie’s stomach went sour as she quickly joined Cole at his side, hugging onto his arm a little. “Cole, whatever you’re thinking, I promise you it isn’t like that!” Julie said quickly.

Frank frowned at this and gently put a hand on Eddie’s shoulder. It was times like this where he had wished that he had gone to the same schools as Eddie. “Cole, was it?” Frank started off with a breath. “I assure you that this is nothing personal at all. Eddie has been having some… difficulties with his memories in the past few years.” He explained hesitantly.

“Is… Is that so?” Cole asked, looking to Eddie, who was on the verge of tears.

“I’m real sorry-” Eddie started.

“No- no… Don’t be sorry.” Cole stated, taking a deep breath. He put a soft smile back on his face. This is very delicate, be there for him. “I can understand that. You always had a little bit of trouble, way back when. It’s alright. We were… friends.” He explained slowly, hesitating at what words he used. “We graduated in the same year. Heh… you know, it’s a little silly, but you said you’d write me when you moved. I guess I always assumed I had slipped your mind; or at least I had hoped it was that. You never had a cruel bone in your body.” Cole added a soft chuckle to the end.

Eddie listened close, trying to wrack his brain for something, anything about Cole. Nothing. “I… I wish I could remember you… I’m so sorry.” Eddie murmured as he felt the tears slowly drip down his cheeks.

“Hey now,” Cole started off softly, shushing Eddie a little bit. His old reflexes, from being Eddie’s best friend all those years ago, kicking in as he gently pulled Eddie into a hug over the counter. “I’m sure that we can get that ol' memory of yours jogging. I have faith in that. Don’t you worry about this at all. Not yet at least.”

Julie and Frank watched on. Something in Frank was able to tell that this wasn’t just an old pal. Cole was something more, but as for what, Frank had no real idea.

Something about this hug put Eddie’s mind at ease. It felt familiar. It felt safe. He squeezed Cole back, resting his head on Cole’s shoulder as his tears seeped into his shirt.

Cole and Eddie spent a solid five minutes like that before Cole gently pulled away. “How about we talk more about this later, I feel just awful that we came in and barged in on your lunch with your fiancé.” Cole sweetly offered as he took a deep breath.

Eddie let out a soft sigh as he nodded. “Maybe later would be better.” He agreed as he sniffled a little bit.

“Come by Julie’s after work alright? We’ll figure this out.” Cole promised as he looked to Frank with a soft smile. “It was an absolute honor to meet you, I hope we get to talk at some point soon.”

Frank gave a soft nod as Cole and Julie then left the post office. Frank hugged Eddie for a good long while after that. I’ll have to talk to Cole… alone, Frank thought to himself as he rubbed Eddie’s back.

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As soon as Cole and Julie got back to her place again, Cole sat on the couch, tears rolling down his face as he let it out. He had been strong for Eddie in the past, giving him all the comfort in the world whenever he forgot something important. But never in all of his years of knowing Eddie, did he ever think that he might get forgotten too. Cole took the afternoon to explain everything to Julie; Eddie had been his best and only friend in high school. Sure. Cole was approachable and nice, but it was hard for him to make friends. It always had been. But Eddie stuck around him. They understood and knew each other better than anyone else.

Julie stayed right by Cole’s side, hugging her cousin the entire time; trying her best to comfort him. After a few hours of venting, Cole was finally able to speak without coking on his tears. Now was the hard part- what was he going to do? Cole knew he had to do something, he didn’t want all those years of friendship to completely vanish into thin air, but there was only so much he could try.

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Eddie came by that day after work, just as he said he would. He had written it on his hand; this was too important to miss and he didn’t want to risk it. Cole was more than happy to let him in, Julie was on a run to Howdy’s shop so it was just the two of them. The air was taut with tension. It was Eddie to break the silence.

“So… what exactly happened the last time we saw each other?” He asked softly.

“Well, the last time we saw each other, we were at your graduation and going away party combo.” Cole started off as he got them both a cup of coffee from the kitchen. He had been through the motions of retracing Eddie’s steps in the past, but this was more memory loss than Cole had ever dealt with. “It was the first day of July, you had spent hours picking out every last detail for that party and you said how perfect it was. We had graduated the weekend before, and you got accepted into a two year college program the day after. You couldn’t have been more excited.” He went on fondly as he sat with Eddie on the couch, handing him the cup of coffee.

“Thanks.” Eddie murmured as he took a sip of the coffee, listening intently. College. He remembered college fairly well; but even that was faded. “Please, go on.”

“We spent the party singing all of your favorites, even the songs that I couldn’t stand.” Cole said with a chuckle, smiling as he closed his eyes, picturing the scene. “Everyone was just… so proud of you. Your mom and dad couldn’t stop gloating to everyone how amazing their son was; for good reason. Even my… mom, was just beaming with pride over you. She was our English teacher back in the day, she always reminded you how much she believed in you.”

“What about you?”

“Hm?” Cole hummed, opening an eye to look at Eddie.

“What were you saying about me?” Eddie asked playfully.

Cole snickered a little bit, closing his eye again. “I had a whole speech I gave about you. It’s too long for me to bore you with, but essentially I said the same. How I was proud of you, happy to call you a friend.”

Cole sighed in contentment as he could see Eddie’s smile on that day. It was one of the most memorable smiles; it had once been everything to Cole.

“I’m guessing the day after I left?”

“Yep.”

“What did you do?”

“Oh- well… I uh stayed in town for a while.”

“And?..” Eddie pried, he wanted to know everything, even the things he never knew to begin with.

“And eventually I moved.” Cole said plainly, opening his eyes and looking to Eddie. “What I did after isn’t all that important.” He insisted softly.

Eddie thought for a minute, thinking back to the post office, a soft frown grew on his face. “You were waiting for me to write… Weren’t you?”

Cole took a breath and nodded. “I waited a few months. But it’s alright. My…mom always assured me that college was a busy ordeal, that she would forward me any letters from you.” It was weird for Cole to call Auntie Dee his mom, but for now he would, just because he didn’t want to make anything too hard to follow for the time being.

“And I never wrote…”

“It’s okay, Eddie, really. Can we talk about something else… Please?” Cole requested, he didn’t want to get that deep right now. He wanted to keep this as light hearted as possible.

“But…” Eddie started off before noticing the look on Cole’s face. Not the time. “Alright… I just- I feel so awful about not remembering you… You looked so excited at the post office and…”

“Hey, hey, Eddie. It’s okay, I had a feeling this could happen- I’m just a little surprised that it did, is all.” Cole put a gentle hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “We’ll figure this out. Maybe we can jog your memory, I don’t know how yet, but I’m going to try real hard to.” Cole promised as he took Eddie’s hands into his. “But until I get a plan, please, tell me everything about your life here. Don’t leave out anything, especially not about that fiancé of yours.” Cole said sweetly, smiling at Eddie. A familiar, sincere, smile.

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Over the next few days, Cole and Eddie spent a lot of time together, just talking. They talked about everything, past and present. There were many nights that Cole would end up walking Eddie home just so that he could finish the story that he was telling. It was nice to walk down memory lane; especially when there was so much of it to walk down. Four whole years.

One evening in particular, Cole was telling Eddie about the first day that they had met, while in Eddie and Franks shared home.

It was freshman year of high school and Cole was not only new in town, but new in Texas. He didn’t have any pals yet and no one on his street was really keen on becoming one. While skating to the building, Cole was distracted by a nearby butterfly while Eddie was distracted by his class schedule; they crashed into each other and then just started chatting from there. Cole remembered the day to a point; hell he could even tell you exactly what kind of butterfly he was distracted by when he bumped into Eddie.

While listening, Eddie tried to keep a smile on his face, but it was hard. Just seeing how happy Cole was to go on about this first meeting- it pained Eddie to not remember a lick of it. “Cole…” Eddie interrupted softly, tears pricking his eyes. “Cole what if I never remember any of this?.. What if… What if I’m never able to remember any memories we have on my own?” Eddie asked, his voice breaking a little bit.

Cole looked to Eddie, a soft frown crawling to his face; he hated seeing Eddie get like this. “Eddie- please… Just give it time, I’m sure something will come back to-”

“And what if it don’t?” Eddie asked a tad harshly. “What if nothing ever comes back to me?”

“Well…” Cole started off softly, trying to keep himself calm. “We can make new memories together, and I can always tell you stories.” He insisted. “Eddie… You and our friendship mean the world to me, I’m not willing to let it all go just because of your memory. What matters is that I remember- I always will remember for the both of us. I always have…”

Eddie soon couldn’t hold back the tears any longer, he broke down. He clung to Cole, squeezing him like a rattlesnake as the tears rolled down his cheeks. “You’re… You’re too good of a friend Cole.”

“Nonsense… You were always there for me back then, I’ll always be here for you now.”

Frank held his breath as he listened from around the corner. They knew it was awful to eavesdrop on a moment like this, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about the way that Cole talked to Eddie that made Frank feel a bit protective. Not in a way that they thought Cole would hurt Eddie, but in a way that Cole might try to take Eddie from them. It gave Frank anxiety like you couldn’t believe.

Cole soon got up from his spot with Eddie, offering to grab him some tissues and water from the kitchen. He rounded the corner and accidentally bumped into Frank. “Oh! Sorry there Frank, I didn’t see you there.”

Frank grunted in surprise as they looked up at Cole wide eyed, “Oh- No no, you’re fine! I was just um… just about to come check in with you two.” Frank quickly came up with a slight white lie, they didn’t want to be caught; they didn’t really have any evidence to prove that their eavesdropping was valid yet.

“That’s very nice of you,” Cole said sweetly before continuing to the kitchen. Something felt off with Frank. They couldn’t think anything bad of me yet- could they? Cole wondered to himself as he tried to shake the feeling.

But the feeling sat in his stomach the whole evening. Frank didn’t like him- his best friend’s fiancé didn’t like him.

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Eventually, Cole was heading out, and he assured Eddie that they would talk more tomorrow about everything. Before he fully left, he got a moment alone with Frank and asked them if they could have some tea with them tomorrow, to get to know each other and chat. Frank was hesitant but agreed, they figured it would be better to get to the bottom of this rather than to just go on assuming things about Cole forever.

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The next day came and Frank was pacing anxiously waiting for Cole to come over. “This is so- nerve wracking- why did I even agree to-” ding-dong, the doorbell rang. Frank quickly took a breath and pulled themself together. “I’m sure this will be fine. He is Eddie’s old friend, it will be okay.” They whispered to themself before getting the door.

Cole greeted Frank and came inside, complementing the house that he had now entered several times. “I assume that you had been the one to arrange the place, Eddie isn’t all too good at deciding where things should go.” He stated with a soft laugh.

“Well.. You are very right on that.” Frank said, taking a breath. They soon took seats in the kitchen, at the table, with a nice pot of tea in front of them. “So…” Frank hesitated, ”What did you actually want to talk about?”

Cole took a sip of his tea, and took a second to put his thoughts together. “I just… I wanted to make sure that we start off on the right terms is all. I get the feeling that you aren’t too fond of me; which I can completely understand why.”

Frank’s jaw dropped a little bit, but they were quick to shut their mouth with a sip of tea, composing themself. “Was I that obvious?”

“A little bit.” Cole said with a soft chuckle. “But no worries, I get it. I would be hesitant too if I were in your position. Eddie is a really great guy and I’d be nervous for someone to show up, out of the blue, and spend so much time with him.” Cole admitted as he took another sip of tea. “But I want to assure you, I have no intention to come between you two. I’ve never seen his face light up so much when talking about someone, he thinks the world of you.”

Frank couldn’t help but smile a bit, thinking about Eddie speaking so highly of them.

“But…” Cole started off, taking a deep breath, “I don’t want to lie to you either.” He admitted. “Back in high school, I did have extreme feelings for Eddie; but he never caught on to me, and I was too cowardly to tell him. After I moved out of Texas… it took a while, but I got over him. I met new people, but I have never made another friend who was ever as good as he was.” Cole rambled on softly, staring into his cup. “I just hope that you and I can get along for him… I would love to be his friend again, and yours as well moving forward.” He stated, offering Frank a handshake of goodwill.

Frank hesitated, but he trusted Cole, he spoke too genuinely not to. They shook his hand and spent the rest of that morning getting to know each other and find common interests.

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While Cole was busy, Julie was at home, doing a little house keeping. She soon came to the room that she was letting Cole stay in for the summer, she figured it would be nice to clean up a little for him. But when she opened the door, she was shocked to find that almost all of his things were still in their suitcases. “Well I’ll be!” She exclaimed to herself. “Staying for a whole summer, three whole months, and he doesn’t sort out any of his things!” Julie huffed as she decided to do it for him. She put all of his clothes away into drawers, all his little trinkets that he kept with him onto shelves; she cleaned up his camera lenses a little bit while she was at it. But eventually, she came across a book in the bottom of the last suitcase. It was purple leather, and when she opened it, she quickly realized that it was a photo album; filled with only pictures of him and Eddie in their high school years. As Julie flipped through it, she got an idea.

With book in tow, Julie instantly booked it out of her house and down the street to the post office. “Eddie! Eddie! I have something that you need to look at right now!” She exclaimed excitedly as she ran in the doors.

“Woah woah woah! Julie calm down!” Eddie said with a chuckle. “What do you have for me today?”

Julie placed the photo album on the counter. “I found this in Cole’s things!”

“Now Julie! You can’t just go snooping through Cole’s stuff! Or anyone’s stuff for that matter!”

“But Eddie! This is for a good cause! Just look through it!”

Eddie hesitated, but he soon went along with Julie’s demands and started looking through the album. Every once in a while he would pause, looking as a photo for a bit longer than others, but it wasn’t until he got to the last few pages where he started crying. There was a photo of Cole in a tux, his bangs matted to his face from the rain, holding flowers in Eddie’s old doorway. “Prom… Senior prom…” Eddie mumbled to himself as the memories started flooding in, hitting him like a brick wall.

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“Cole?! What on earth are you doin’ here?!”

“Well, I know your date ditched you last minute, but… I’m not going to prom without you. You’re my best friend, Eddie, it won’t be any fun without you! Will you go to prom with me?”

“Are you crazy?! You walked all the way to my house while it pored?!”

“Noooooo, I skated to your house.”

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Cole’s laugh faded in the memory as more of the photographs started to make sense. Of course Eddie couldn’t remember them all as vividly as that one, but boy did he remember Cole now.

“Cole! I gotta go find him!” Eddie said through happy tears.

“He’s having tea with Frank right now! Go to him! I’ll hold down the fort here!” Julie insisted.

Eddie didn’t need to be told twice; he began to run through the neighborhood to get home, keeping the photo album under his arm.

“Cole!” Eddie called out once he got inside. Cole perked up, while Frank and him got up to go see what the commotion was.

Cole didn’t even get a second to ask before Eddie grabbed him and gave him the biggest hug imaginable, dropping the album to the floor. “Cole I remember! I remember it all! You are my best friend, Cole Cumulus! You are the best best friend a guy could’ve ever asked for! We did everything together! You got me to go to prom even after my date had made me sadder than a hog in a desert!” Eddie wailed out as Cole hugged him back, tearing up now as well. He remembered him.

#welcome home #welcome home oc #eddie dear #julie joyful #welcome home puppet show #frank frankly #welcome home au #welcome home fanfic #cole cumulus

[ladylamrian]

Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

Yes, a lot!!!!! There are A LOT. Sadly not sure if I will EVER write them so here are my ideas 😭:

My Nightbound Fanfic To-Do-List

F!MC×NikRyder

After Lord Elric's death - scene

F!MC wearing a unicorn pyjama [Oneshot]

The 3 Musketeers AU [Oneshot]

F!MC & friends playing video games and having a game night [Oneshot]

F!MC participating in the Crystaval games (magic spells, dragon riding, archery, etc)

Tialo returning to take over F!MC's duchy

F!MC saving the LIs with Garrus, Krom, Ivy & Luc

F!MC turning evil 😈😭

The Winged Unicorn [Oneshot/Mini Series]

F!MC meeting @lawrencebarkley her F!MC

Body Swap [Oneshot] 🐱

Nik proposes to F!MC (finally!) 😍

Royal Fae Wedding in Lamrian 👑🌹

New OCs: Elissa, Jason, Prince Sky,...

Nik making Elissa bite a lemon piece 😂

...

F!MC×CalLowell

???* [Oneshot]

*any ideas? I just want to do something nice for Cal stans :)

NikRyder×F!MC×CalLowell

Jealousy fanfic for @a-cloud-for-dreams

[Last Update: April 26th 2024]

⚠️ These are only the titles, I haven't started writing any of these since I have other WIPs to do and focus on. Not sure if I will ever write them by turning these ideas into fanfics. I just hope so... But sorry, no gurantee. I just wanted to share my ideas and thoughts. Anyone welcome who wants to use these ideas to write something, I'll be interested to know. Sadly, I'm not so good writing for Male Main Characters. Idk sorry, I could try making the Main Character gender-neutral, buuut... no idea. Sorry, I don't know. I don't want to mess up.

#playchoices #my to do list #no guarantees #choices #choices fic #choices fanfiction #choices fandom #play choices #choices stories you play #nightbound fanfic #nightbound fanfiction #nightbound #choices: stories you play #choicesstoriesyouplay #choices books #choices nightbound #my wips

[choicesficwriterscreations]

CFWC F/AotW: May 19 - 25, 2024

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

CRIMES OF PASSION

Choices ✒️🏳‍🌈 | F!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2

DESIRE & DECORUM

For Love and Duty (AU Series) ✒️ | Ernest Sinclaire x F!MC - @rosesnink Chapter 5: The Show Must Go On

NIGHTBOUND

Jacqueline's Return ✒️ | Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian

OPEN HEART

Complete Open Heart F/AtoW List - Week Ending May 25

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

A Child of Babel ✒️🏳‍🌈 | Hana Lee x Kiara Theron - @lizzybeth1986

All That She Wants (Series) ✒️Ⓜ️ | Multiple Pairings - @angelasscribbles Chapter 7: Now What? Liam Rys x Olivia Nevrakis Chapter 8: Conversations Liam Rys x F!MC, Drake Walker x F!MC Chapter 9: Confrontation Liam Rys x F!MC, Drake Walker x F!MC, Liam Rys x Olivia Nevrakis

Capitulo (Series) ✒️ | Liam x MC - @belencha77 Chapter 23: El Tiempo se Acerca Chapter 24: Cazando Por Amor

Laylat al-Henna ✒️🏳️‍🌈 | Hana Lee x Kiara Theron - @lizzybeth1986

Marabelle (AU Series) ✒️ | Liam Rys x F!OC - @tessa-liam Chapter 12: Long Live the King

#choices fanfic #choices fanart #playchoices fanfic #playchoices #crimes of passion #desire and decorum #nightbound #the royal romance #cfwc fics of the week #cfwc art of the week

[bloodboundismylife]

Hii 😍

I had a question regarding the Nightbound appreciation week. I wanted to post the first chapter of my Nightbound AU but wasn’t sure on which day in November to post it?

Or is it okay to just post it on my given day for the appreciation day?

Thanks so much 🤗

Hi there! Thanks for participating! Can't wait to read your submission 😁

If your fic has a pairing like Cal x MC or something, you can post it on that character's day. But, honestly you can post it on any given day and we will add it to the master list that fits it best. Just remember to tag me, @kinda-iconic and the @nbappreciationweek blog to make sure we see it somewhere.

Can't wait to see what everyone creates this week!

#Nightbound Appreciation Week 2022 #Nightbound asks #NBAW #choices stories you play

[lilyoffandoms]

Are any of your pairings poly? Would they consider it in HC or an AU?

Hey so I love these asks and I know I have a few of em to answer (and *glances at my full inbox* um yeahhhhh) but I’m gonna try and get to em all this next week (or two or three 😅).

I think if I was able to play ILW, that yes, my Tenebris would be in a canon poly relationship. But alas I live for the screenshots only haha

My Kalen (ID) is in a canon relations with both Gabe and Cas.

My Lex (LoA) is in a canon relationship with Aslinn, Joaquim, and Gabe (I don’t care what canon says).

My Mariposa (Nightbound) is in a canon (again I don’t care what canon says I make the rules here) relationship with Cal and Vera.

Tyril and Maiele are in my AU with @storyofmychoices Mal and Daenarya and I love them all so much I have not the words for it all. They are my favorites ever and always!

I just started a replay of AtV and my Cyber (still not happy with their name) is definitely in a relationship with three of em.

#ask #choicesasknonnie #my ocs