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kishmis · 1 month

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Okay. Just imagine the new book of ana Huang "The striker" in which Asher Donovan a famous football player is playing and all the twisted series girls and king of sins girls go to watch his match as a girls day out and cheering for him because he is a hot football player and their celebrity crush calling him hot and stuff.

Meanwhile all the mens of girls sulking, being jealous and plotting his demise.

Christian Harper: Hacked Asher Donovan social media and losing his all million followers while also posting some ridiculous shit about Asher

Rhys Larsen: Made his security team lose so fans can attack his personal space

Josh Chen: As a doctor of his team walked to the ground very slowly for him to suffer in pain a little longer

Dante: Got his manager and trying to brieb him to shift him in another sports who no one watches

Kai: Destroyed his reputation in media through his company magzines and news saying he is worst looking celebrity of all time

Dominic : Got his investments into failure

Xavier Castillo: telling people he is a bigger celebrity than him and kai helping him by writing about it in his magzine

Alex Volkov: Threatening him to disappear

Meanwhile Girls: I-

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crazyk-imagine · 3 months

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Ruined Relationships, but the Love is There

Pairing: Mark Sloane x Ex-Girlfriend!reader

Characters: Mark Sloane, Ex-Girlfriend!reader, Kara Sloane, Jackson Avery, April Kepner, Meredith Grey, Christina Yang, Derek Sheppard, George O'Malley, Owen Hunt, Addison Montgomery (briefly mentioned)

Warnings: Angst, fluff, cheating, adultery, ooc peeps, minor cursing, drama (what else would you expect), like a lot of drama, near death experience, classic grey's things going on here, cheating, bad relationships, mentions of pregnancy, keeping children hidden from father, car accidents, reader is a doctor, everyone is in kahoots, Christina is into beating, Meredith and Derek are cute, Bailey is great as always, George is here and lives, no mentions of Izzie or Alex, friendships between Mark and Meredith, plus Mark and Christina, Christina is a secret romantic at heart

Word Count: 4,593

A/N: I feel like everyone is ooc but idc bc I love this fic

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You ignore him, praying to whatever god is listening to keep him away from you.

Meredith and Christina notice the tension in your shoulders, sharing a look.

“You know I don’t care about a lot of people but, are you okay?” the curly haired female asks.

You shrug, acting as if nothing has changed. “I’m fine, why?”

Meredith chimes in. “You’re looking a little-“

“Squirrely?”

“I was gonna go with tense but squirrely works.”

You huff through your nose, “would you two shut up.” You hand the clipboard back to your favorite nurse, Marjorie. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You spin around and walk out, not looking back.

Derek shakes his head, watching you basically run out of the hospital.

Mark glances behind him, not finding who he wanted and sighs. He looks up to see his friend and offers a small wave.

The ferry boat lover nods to acknowledge him.

The plastic surgeon bids the others goodbye and stands in front of the doors, thinking about everything that led him here.

You drive past him without realizing it as he thinks of your face when you caught him in bed with Addison.

His eyes trail on the car, wishing he could see you again and not just glimpses.

You roll your eyes and walk away across the bridge, not caring how unprofessional you look. “I’m not talking to you.”

He picks up his pace, following after you. “Please just-“

You scoff, spinning around to face him, “no, I tried before. I did and then,” you lean forward poking him in his chest, “you decided to stick your dick in someone else. Someone who was married and oh, yeah, not your girlfriend.” You cross your arms, “so, excuse me for not being particularly excited at the sight of you.”

“Fiancé.”

You blink once, furrowing your brows. “What?”

“I was,” he gulps. "I was going to propose to you that night.” He pulls the little black box out of his pocket, handing it to you.

”Before or after you screwed Addison,” you bitterly add, staring at the box. If you open it, that's giving him hope.

"I- she came to me and-“

You scoff hard enough for the vibrations to scratch your throat for a few seconds. “I cannot believe this- you- you think it’s okay to just- I’m done.”

“Please don’t,” he begs, eyes getting glossier the more you talk. “Don’t say it.”

Your bottom lip wobbles, removing your gaze from him. “I’m done with this, with us, and you. Now, you get to deal with the guilt. If you have any at all.” You slam the box in his hand and walk away.

Nothing could have prepared anyone at the hospital for this.

You know they’re all looking at you and it pisses you off. “What are you looking at?!”

Christina does damage control, stopping everyone from getting your wrath.

Meredith finds him in the on-call room, she was hoping to nap before joining in on a surgery but seems like the universe had other plans. ”You uh- okay?”

He fiddles with the box, staring at the diamond that taunts him. “Does it look I’m okay?”

She shrugs, “not really but it’s better than admitting you were stupid for messing things up with her.”

“My mistake brought Derek to you, didn’t it?”

“Why are you here?”

“If I go to Joe’s I’m going to sleep around, proving her point.”

“And staying here?”

“I don’t know where else to go. Derek is still upset with me, and I don’t blame him, but I know he loves you and I don’t need to hear a speech from him. I’m not ready for him to tell me I messed up more than any of us want to admit.”

“Why did you do it?”

“Do what?” He asks, finally looking up from the ring. “I was scared.”

“To,” she gestures to the ring.

“That and be a husband.”

“You weren’t scared of asking, it was the commitment that got you, I can understand it.”

“No, no," he shakes his head. "I didn’t think- I knew I wouldn’t be a good husband. I- everyone only saw the bad, my parents, Derek at times but she didn’t. She never did and that’s why I,” he lets out a tearful chuckle, “that’s why I fell for her. She saw the good no one else did and I screwed it up.”

Meredith hands him a tissue.

“You tell anyone about this, and I’ll let you observe one of my surgeries beside me.”

“I wasn’t but if you’re offering.”

The two chuckled.

Christina owlishly blinks, watching as you work on your last patient for the day as if nothing’s happened.

“How can she just put it all behind her?” George questions, sitting beside her.

“Having a nervous breakdown earlier in the day helps.”

“I feel like there should be someone sitting between us.”

The future cardiologist shrugs, “suit yourself.”

“You’re going to check on her after she’s done, right?”

“I’ll talk to her, if she opens up, good for her.”

A smile dances across his lips, happy that someone’s going to check on you; he likes you and admires your work, knowing you could be someone as well-known as Ellis Grey.

“Can you teach me your sutures?”

You ignore her and finish checking over your charts. “Yours are fine. Tell me the real reason you're bugging me.”

She purses her lips, not wanting to admit it out loud. “Are you okay?”

“You really want to know?”

She hesitates to nod. “I… do.”

“It sucks. Everything just… sucks. I don’t want to be here, but this is the only place that makes me feel calm.” You hand Marjorie the chart, smiling at her before returning to Christina. “I’m going to get through this. He’s going to find a nice girl and have the family he always wanted while I’ll still be here.”

“He’s going to go through girls like I go through tequila.”

“I know,” you grab your bag. “Which is why I know he’ll finally find his girl.”

She follows you until you reach the door. "What if it's you?"

A sad smile stretches across your lips. "He lost her."

”Forever?”

You shrug.

The resident stands there, unsure of what to do now.

You glance in his direction, wondering how many women he’s going to write down on the sheet. You hand yours back to Bailey, “I keep my life outside of work, unlike some people.”

Mark inwardly groans.

Bailey avoids making eye contact with him, she can’t continue to feel bad for him when he’s the one who messed things up (from what you told her).

You walk past the new residents, not in the mood to deal with them, especially with the girls fawning over Mark.

You sit down and watch his surgery, listening to the way he talks down to them.

You always told him he needs to slow down and be kind to them or else they won’t respect him but with everything that’s happened, you assume he’s a little bitter.

He always knows when you're watching and composes himself, but he can’t help and snap at the newbie (you don’t need to be talked about as if you’re a piece of meat). He glances up, catching your gaze.

You gulp, finding his soft expression he only used for you.

Everyone turns to you.

Two of the girls in orange start gossiping beside you.

“I have charts to look over. Come with me?” George asks.

You nod, finding it hard to keep your gaze off him but do so, only to inform the girls of some key information. “Keep talking like that and you two won’t find yourself off bedpan duty for a few months. Don’t talk about your superiors like that again."

The young faced one eyes widen and her face pales at your threat.

Mark can’t help but smirk behind his mask, always loving it when you straightened people out, if it was necessary.

"I see you two still aren’t talking.”

“Shut up, George.”

“Right, yeah. Got it.”

You try and ignore him again, which is when Derek steps in. “You should talk to him.”

“I know you two are all buddy buddy now, but I can’t do that. I can’t pretend like he didn’t break my heart in two. So, excuse me for ignoring your best friend."

He stops in front of you. “I need you to stop, think about this. What if you two don’t make amends and something happens? How would you feel? Think about how he would feel?”

“We’d be depressed, but eventually get over it, maybe be slutty for a few months and that’s the end of it.”

“That’s not a healthy way of dealing with your feelings and you know it.”

“I don’t care if it’s healthy or not. I have issues and I deal with them my way.”

“If you’d talk to him, maybe you’ll feel better.”

You roll your eyes and head into the prep station before you two head into surgery.

Bailey rolls her eyes, reaching for your phone. “Your phone keeps buzzing, doctor.”

You sigh, “does it look important?”

She leans closer, whispering, “it’s about your daughter.”

“Daycare or babysitter?”

“Babysitter. Fever, wants her mom.”

You take a deep breath and lean over to talk to your friend, “doctor Bailey’s going to take over. I need to go.”

“You’re leaving in the middle of a surgery?”

“I have to take care of something.”

“What?”

“My daughter.”

The staff in the OR got quiet, no one observing said anything.

You didn’t see the lights until it was too late.

“We got one adult in critical condition. One child with a minor bruising.”

Bailey and Owen are the first to arrive.

The woman’s eyes narrow to the familiar baby in Matt’s arms.

Owen steps forward. “What happened?”

“Car accident. Drunk ran a red light. Drivers side took more of the impact.”

“We need to get her checked out now.” The redhead pushes himself through, taking over one of the rooms. He tells the interns and fresh residents to prep a surgical room and put Christina on babysitting duty, leaving Jackson to follow him and Callie into the OR.

“I heard there was an accident,” Mark says, standing in the doorway. “I wanted to see if you needed any assistance?”

Callie glances at her ally in the room. “No, you should go check on Derek. I think I heard him calling for you.”

“When did he-"

“She’s coding,” Jackson interrupts.

“Crap! Avery, push one of epi.”

Everyone in the room prays for it to work and you to come back.

“Let me help,” he takes a step forward before being called away by one of the nurses.

He takes a sip of coffee, goes over the notes and overhears a few residents gossiping. His head whips in their direction. "Where'd you hear that?” He asks them, not accepting their answers.

They freeze. "Where did you hear that? Is she here?"

The group of residents’ glances at one another, unsure of what to say. "Who told you she's here?"

April had never worked with Mark before and seeing how freaked out he was over someone who wanted almost nothing to do with him, she felt bad; if someone she was in love with was hurt or worse, she'd want to know. "We- we saw her come in. They-"

He doesn't listen to anything else and takes off, running past Christina, who coddles the tear eyed, red faced toddler in her arms.

He runs straight towards Meredith, who's talking to Owen. "Where is she?"

The red head takes a step foward. "She's in surgery-"

"What room?"

"Sloan, you know I can't-"

He grabs Owen's scrubs by the collar and pulls him close. "I need to see her. I can't be here, waiting to see if she's dead or not. Tell me where she is."

The ex-vet slowly reaches for the man's hands. "Mark, I need you to calm down."

"How can I calm down when I just found out my fiancé is in surgery?"

Meredith takes a seat beside him, slumping against the wall, offering him a snack.

He shakes his head, closes his eyes and resting his head against the wall. "Have you heard anything?"

"No," she shakes her head. "I don't even know where she is."

"I just- what am I going to do if she's really-"

"Don't talk like that. She's not one to give up. She's-"

"A fighter?"

"Yeah."

Christina turns the corner, eyes wide. "Meredith?" She spots the two of them and runs towards them, inadvertently introducing your daughter to her father. "Mer. Mer. I need your help."

"Where did you get a baby?" She pushes herself off the floor. "Why do you have a baby?"

"Bailey put me on Kara duty and she won't stop crying."

"Whose baby, is it?"

That's when things got awkward.

Meredith's eyes widen, "no."

She nods.

Mark opens his eyes, glancing up. His eyes stop on the little girl, who glances his way.

She reaches for him. "Dada."

No one knew what to do.

"Oh my god," the two women muttered.

He pushes himself off the floor, staring at her. There's no mistaking it, she has your features, but she's got his eyes.

The little girl fusses in the woman's arms.

Mark easily slides her into his, his daughter settles into his arms, staring at him with those wide, curious eyes. "Mama?"

He gulps, "we have to wait a little bit before we see mama, okay?"

She nods and lays her head down on his chest.

He closes his eyes to keep his tears at bay, kissing the top of her head.

"She still loves you," Christina tells him.

He keeps his gaze on his girls and hums. "When you showed her the ring, she didn't say it was officially over for you two but she's still heartbroken over you and Addison getting together."

"I was getting ready to leave."

"What?"

"I grabbed my jacket and made sure I had the ring. I was- I wanted that night to go perfectly but then I opened the door, and she was there." He sighs.

"She let herself in and I tried to get her to leave but she wouldn't and then she kissed me. I told her I couldn't because I was about to become a proud married man," he bitterly chuckles.

"I told her no and she got upset because she knew she could always run to me but when she knew she couldn't anymore, she decided she wanted to love me. The way I wanted her to when we were younger. I accepted it, you know."

The woman nods.

"I accepted the fact that she chose Derek. He was a good choice."

"He was a safe choice, and she knew that."

Mark nods, "yeah and that's why I... tried to warn him before he proposed."

"You tried to warn him?"

"He's my best friend, I couldn't let him go into a marriage that was going to hurt him."

She chuckles, "that's ironic."

"Shut up, Yang."

"Go on."

"I gave into her because a part of me was scared- scared I was going to hear the rejection. No, I can't marry you because..."

"You're a manwhore?"

"Baby present and, yes. I didn't want my past to define my future but then, it did, and she left with Derek."

"Do you think Derek knew about," Christina gestures to the baby in his arms.

"Probably. I'm not happy I missed it but at least I know she had someone who could take care of her."

"Are you ever going to tell her?"

"If she'll listen."

Her pager beeps.

"Go, Yang. I'm not leaving."

Derek nods and steps into the room.

"You hear all that?"

His friend shrugs, "only the good parts."

"Funny."

"She was going to tell you before... everything happened but then she needed to get away and I did too-"

"So, she left without saying anything."

"If it means anything, she wrote a journal throughout the entire pregnancy, in case she passed, and Kara wanted to know about her mom."

He can tell by Mark's expression; he needs to explain.

"She was stressed throughout the entire pregnancy, and it was cause for concern. She had a few fainting spells and needed to stay home for a while. The doctor was making it seem like if she even went to the bathroom, she was going to lose Kara which scared her more than leaving you."

"Why?"

"If she lost Kara, it meant losing a piece of you which would have made her feel like it was officially over for the two of you."

Your heart monitor beeps. "Derek?"

His friend calms you down, checking you over before whispering that Mark and Kara are in the room.

You slowly turn your head, spotting them.

The father of your child smiles, relieved to see you awake. "Hey."

You spot your little girl tucked into his neck and tear up. You bring your hand up to your mouth to hide the sobs that want to escape.

Mark gestures for your guys' friend to exit so he can talk to you. He slowly pushes himself out of the chair, adjusting to the little girl. "Hey, hey," he brushes the few strands of hair out of your face, his thumb rubbing agaist your hairline. "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

"I'm sorry."

He shakes his head. "Don't be. I'm just- I'm happy you're okay."

"I wanted to call you so many times."

"I know."

"I wanted you to be there."

"Where?"

"In the room," you whisper, staring into his eyes. "I didn't want her to be away from you but-"

He nods. "I know, I messed up. If I didn't- if it didn't happen, we could have been a family, and I will forever be sorry because you went through it alone."

Hearing your voice alerts the little girls’ ears and she squirms in his grasp.

He sets her feet on the open area near your arm, letting her turn around and launch herself into your arms. "Mama!"

"Oh, my sweet baby." You kiss the side of her head. "Mama missed you."

His heart swells at the sight of you two.

A few days later and you feel okay enough to be sent home.

You bid your goodbyes to everyone, even the newbies because they were nice enough to check in on you and make sure everything was okay. You step outside and take a deep breath.

"What do you think you're doing?"

A quiet moment ruined by your ex.

"I'm breathing, Mark. Can I do that, or do you need to make sure the weather's just right?"

He chuckles before getting out of the car. "You know your doctor gave you strict orders, I think you should be following them but that's just me."

You stare at him with a deadpan expression. "I got it, Mark. I know what I need to do, don't try and patronize me."

"I would never."

The residents huddle together, watching the two of you.

"How much do you want to bet that they're going to get back together?" Christina asks.

Jackson nods, "I'll take that bet."

Meredith stares at the two of them.

"You two are awful," April adds.

"Yes, but we'll be bad people with money," the future cardiologist tells her with a sarcastic smile.

Derek stops at the desk, taking a sip of his coffee before making his way to the group. "Okay, if we're all done gawking at two grown adults trying to move past their differences, can we get back to work?"

"You're no fun. I remember when you were having fun."

"You want to scrub in on my surgery, Dr. Yang?"

"Let's go have fun. See yah, Mer."

You make it through the door of your place and wait for it. "Say it."

"What?" He closes the door, setting the stroller by the door as he unbuckles Kara.

"I know you're judging, so, out with it. I'm not going to pretend as if you don't want to say something because you do."

"I don't," he notices the look you're giving him. "I... like it."

"You hesitated even finishing that sentence."

"I did not."

"Did too."

"Mama!"

You two glance down at the little girl, wanting attention and out of her father's grasp. You gently take her from him and wander into the kitchen, scouring through the cabinets to figure out what kind of things you could have as a snack.

This is what he wants, he wants this life: the one where you're not mad at him, and he can watch his daughter grow while you look amazing at being a mom.

He gulps down what little saliva he has in his mouth and takes a hesitant step closer to you. "What are we feeling?"

You hum, "I don't know, little miss here can't decide on what she wants."

"I can make something," he meekly offers, unsure if this is too much or not.

"What can you make? Last time I checked all you knew was protein smoothies and even then, that wasn't the best."

He scoffs, "I know how to cook, and you know it. You forget who made you dinner for our second date."

You open your mouth to respond but don't have it in you when you think about the good times you two had. Your gaze drops.

He feels bad but he can't pretend as if your romantic past doesn't exist. "I was so worried I messed up with that dinner."

"Really?"

"Of course, I was cooking for the most beautiful girl within a five-mile radius of my house. I was more than nervous."

"Good."

You step out of the room and start cleaning up, only for Mark to stop you and grab everything you pick up.

"I told you not to do anything. I got this."

You lean over the couch and watch him wander around your place. "Do you..."

"What?" He glances up, staring at you with kind eyes, wanting to hear what you have to say.

"Do you ever wonder what it would have been like if it didn't happen?"

"I know we'd be married with at least one other kid now."

"I'm serious."

"I don't want to focus on the past."

You scoff, rolling your eyes. "Says the man who always wanted to ask about my exes."

You don't even know how it happened but here you are. You pull away, needing to breathe before continuing.

"Are you sure about this?"

You stare into his eyes, for what feels like an eternity. "I'm sure. I want this. Please," you beg.

His lips curve upwards, "who am I to deny you a fun time?"

You keep him at arm’s length, "that comment makes me want to rethink this whole thing."

"No, it doesn't."

You grumble and pull him back in for a kiss.

Meredith immediately closes the door, regretting not checking before opening. "Seriously you guys?"

You reach for your shirt and cover your mouth to hide your giggles, Mark turns to you with a smirk. "How do you know we weren't trying to invite you?"

"Because you know better."

Your eyes widen.

"Hey, Bailey," he says with a cool tone.

"You two better be out of there in the next five minutes or-"

You open the door and run past the two. "See yah, Bails. See yah, Mer."

Mark stays there flabbergasted at how quickly you ran out the door, leaving him to deal with her.

He closes the door just as you finish making dinner. "You are evil."

You stick your bottom lip out, "I don't think so, I made dinner. I'm going to be feeding you, I'd consider that to be something nice."

"You left me to deal with that- that woman alone."

"I left you with Bails, you were fine."

"I was not fine. I was far from fine."

You click your tongue, "stop exaggerating."

"I'm not and you know it."

"Okay," you groan. "I'm sorry. I left you with Bailey and that wasn't nice."

"It wasn't." He wraps his arms around your waist, resting his head on your chest.

"I said sorry, don't be like this."

"I think I'm going to need a little more in order to forgive you."

You lean into him as you settle into his arms.

The monitor goes off and you're brought back to the reality of you being in the arms of your ex.

You push yourself out of his grasp and walk towards her room. "Hey, pumpkin."

She holds her arms out for you.

You pick her up, "how's my little baby?"

She babbles a response. "Dada?"

"He's still here, checking on dinner. Your favorite."

"Maccheese!"

You chuckle, "yeah."

"There's my favorite girl," he smiles at the happy little girl.

You observe the way they interact with a heavy heart, knowing you can't continue doing this with him.

"What happened?" Christina asks, practicing new sutures on a banana.

"Nothing happened-"

"You're not sleeping with McSteamy, something happened."

"I just- I realized we need to not fall back into old habits."

"Do you still love him?"

You hesitate to answer.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Of course, of course I still love him, but I can't be in love with him-"

"Because he was an adulterous whore?"

"Yeah."

"Have you seen him with anyone else?"

"I didn't need to see anything if all the girls talked about him?"

"Did you ever think maybe they lied? Maybe they're jealous of the fact that you have a hot guy fawning over you and only you. What else would they do other than gossip?"

"How am I supposed to believe that?"

"Have you ever talked to him?"

"I'm scared."

"So is he."

"I don't want to get hurt again."

"He wouldn’t want to lose you again."

"Christina?"

"Yeah?"

"You're wise beyond your years."

You run to him, pulling him into the break room.

He attempts to get up. "Shut up and let me talk."

You take a deep breath, "I want to be with you, like we were before but we're not those people anymore. And- and I want you to be in Kara's life so you can watch her grow up but this," you gesture between the two of you.

"This can only work if we're honest and you don't leave me for a quick lay or else, I will put you in an OR and change things about you. I will not put myself or Kara on the line if you're not going to give us your all."

He nods, taking in everything you've said. He pushes himself off the couch and walks towards you and pulls you in for a hug. "I'm never letting you go," he mumbles into your hair. "Living without you was the worst time of my life."

Mark pulls away, cupping your cheek, staring into your eyes. "If you let me into your lives, I promise not to mess it up because you two are too important to me and I don't know if I'd be able to live without you."

You sniffle, chuckling at his dorky smile. "Then don't be an idiot and kiss me."

"Finally," Christina turns around, pointing to everyone. "You all owe me money."

"Us."

"You owe Mer and I money."

Derek makes his way towards them. "What are we looking at?" He smiles, "good, it's about time he got his act together."

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shallyne · 10 months

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Well, anyways, I was bored and made a list with book characters that I like from A to Z (couldn't come up with something for Q)

Book Characters List

Aemmory Percyval Taxus

Aelin Galathynius

Andarna

Amara Maroni

Alpha Villanova

Abraxos

Annaleigh Thaumas

Aedion Ashryver

Alexis

Asterin Blackbeak

Aaron Warner

Apollion

Aidas

Ansel of Briarcliff

Ash

Addie LaRue

Avery Kylie Grambs

Ash Maddox

Alex Volkov

Ava Chen

Alessandra Davenport

Bryce Quinlan

Bryaxis

Bone Carver

Brie

Barney Fitz-Amobi

Bel Price

Bridget Van Ascheberg

Corvina Clemm

Cassius

Cardan Greenbriar

Chloe Green

Camila Dunne

Cinnamon Hotpepper

Cormac Donnall

Catherine Pinkerton

Cara Ward

Cal

Carter Price

Chrstian Harper

Danika Fendyr

Dante Maroni

Donatella Dragna

Declan Emmett

Dorian Havilliard

Dante Russo

Dominic Davenport

Elide Lochan

Evangeline Fox

Emilia DiCarlo

Envy

Evelyn Hugo

Ember Quinlan

Elspeth Spindle

Evangelina Sage

Elm Rowan

Feyre Archeron

Fenrys Moonbeam

Fallon

Felix

Fleetfoot

Gavriel

Hunt Athalar

Helion

Hannah Rooney

Imogen

Iris Winnow

Ione Hawthorne

Isabella Valencia

Jacks

Juliette Ferrars

Jude Duarte

Jesiba Roga

Jurian

Jest

Jack Brunswick

Jespyr Yew

Josh Chen

Jules Ambrose

Kenji Kishimoto

Kaltain Rompier

Kai Young

Lilith

Lyla

Lorcan Salvaterre

Lidia Cervos

Legend

Lysandra

Lehabah

Liam Mairi

Luc

Luna Caine

Libby

Manon Blackbeak

Morrigan

Morana Vitalio

Meghan Chase

Nesryn Faliq

Nazeera Ibrahim

Nash Hawthorne

Naomi Ward

Nightmare

Oraya

Oak Greenbriar

Pippa Fitz-Amobi

Purrcival

Rhysand

Raihn

Ruhn Danaan

Rogan

Rowan Whitethorn

Randall Silago

Rhiannon Matthias

Razor

Ravi Singh

Ravyn Yew

Renelm Yew

Roman Kitt

Rachel Price

Rhys Larsen

Shara Wheeler

Scarlett Dragna

Stryga

Suriel

Sartaq

Syrinx

Sgaeyl

Sal Singh

Stanley Forbes

Stella Alonso

Sloane Kensington

Tristan Caine

Tristan Flynn

Thea Delion

Tairn

Thimble

Tandri

Trystan Maverine

Usha

Violet Sorrengail

Vale

Vincent

Vittoria di Carlo

Viv

Vivian Lau-Russo

Wrath

Wren

Xaden Riorson

Yrene Towers

Zephyr Villanova

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world-of-wales · 10 months

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Okay I’m obsessed with the enemies to lovers and marriage of convenience/arranged marriage/ fake dating trope

Recommendations please 🙏

Here you go anon, sorry it took me some time to answer this. I had to open my laptop to get my book lists. A lot of the books have overlapping tropes. If you want any other recs just send me a msg ♡

And most of these are okay and Clean books but a lot of them come with heavy stuff so please check your triggers before you dive into them.

ENEMIES TO LOVERS -

RWRB (Coz that started the whole boom Conversation) - Casey McQuiston

Serpent & Dove - Shelby Mahurim

Dance of Thieves - Mary E Pearson

Spanish Love Deception - Elena Armas

5 Rounds - Nikki Castle

Brutal Prince - Sophie Lark

To Hate Adam Connor - Ella Maise

Taste - Melanie Harlow

Eleanor & Grey (not exactly enemies to lovers but he's very grumpy and closed off) - Brittany C Cherry

From Lukov with Love - Mariana Zapaata

By a Thread - Lucy Score

Twisted Hate - Anna Huang

Until I get you - Claire Conttreras

Weak Side - SJ Sylvis

Grumpy Romance - Nia Arthurs

Rogue - Greer Rivers

The Summer We Fell - Elizabeth O Rourke

Beauty and the Baller - Isla Madden Mills

Things We never got over - Lucy Score

Mafia Royals (A LOT OF THEM) - Rachel Van Dyken

Heart Song Duet - Jennifer Hartmann

Crow - A Zaverelli

ARRANGED MARRAIGE / MARRAIGE OF CONVENIENCE -

Marraige for one - Ellas Maise

The Windsor Series (ongoing, 3 books out) - Catharina Maura

Terms and Conditions - Lauren Asher

The Penalty Box - Odette Stone

The Buff - Devney Perry

To Love Jason Thorn - Ella Maise

The Wall of Winnipeg - Mariana Zapaata

King of Wrath - Anna Huang

Forever after all - Catharina Maura

Twisted - Emily McIntyre

Fake Empire - CW Farnsworth (or Swansworth)

Sinners Anonymous - Somme Sketcher

First 3 books of Filthy Rich Americans Series - Nikki Sloane

Dark Succession - Katee Robert

Marraige Effect - Karla Sorenson

Beautifully Broken Redemption - Catherien Cowles

Duchess Deal - Tessa Dare

FAKE DATING -

The Love Hypothesis - Ali Hazelwood

The Cheat Sheet - Sarah Adams

Fix Her Up - Tessa Bailey

Addicted to You - Krista & Becca Richie

Hani and Ishu's guide to Fake Dating - Adiba Jagirdar

Redeemed - Lauren Asher

The Kiss Quotient - Helen Hoang

Overruled - Emma Chase

Play Fake - Maggie Rawdon

That Kind of Guy - Stephanie Archer

The Bodyguard - Katherine Center

The Boyfriend Candidate - Ashley Winstead

First Down - Grace Reilly

The Real Deal - Lauren Blakeley

Happy Place - Emily Henry

Foxe and the Hound - RS Grey

My Life in Shambles - Karina Halle

Twisted Lies - Ana Huang

Blind Side - Kandi Stiener

The Deal + The Risk - Elle Kennedy

Boyfriend Material - Alexis Mall

Faking with Benefits - Lily Gold

The Upside of Falling - Alex Light

Unfortunately Yours - Tessa Bailey

#ash's asks #anons #reading corner

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vampirekilmerfic · 3 months

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Masterlist

Call of Duty

The Sin Eater (co-written with @the-californicationist) Relationship: John Price (Call of Duty)/Reader Chapters: 3/7 (updated 2024-02-03) Rating: Explicit Summary: Captain John Price is a loving husband, a dedicated soldier, and a good man. But, that’s not all he is. Underneath his controlled exterior lurks something dark, something hungry, and something wholly inhuman. You’re his only solace during his wrath, and only you can consume the sin from his shifts. He’s the love of your life, but at what cost?

Chapter 01: Gluttony

Chapter 02: Lust

Chapter 03: Greed

Chapter 04:

Chapter 05:

Chapter 06:

Chapter 07:

#thesineater

Misters Steal Your Girl Relationship: Task Force 141/Reader Chapters: drabble (completed 2024-01-30) Rating: Summary: Expanding on @charliemwrites idea "They need companionship but don’t feel like any of them can individually support a relationship. But as a team? Hell yeah!"

Untitled Drabble Relationship: John Price/Reader Chapters: drabble Rating: Mature Summary: A literal stream-of-consciousness drabble I frantically tippy-tapped out on my phone after seeing a pic of Barry Sloane as Joe Graves in "Six" where he walks to the end of a plane ramp and spits.... so naturally I had to write about Price staking his claim on his corporal in front of another team.

Other Fandoms

I haven't written for these in a long time. There are a few Marvel stories that are WIP I plan on finishing at some point, but otherwise I don't have plans to write for these other fandoms in the future.

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Boondock Saints

Game of Thrones / ASOIAF

Halo (video games)

#vampirekilmer writes #my writing #vampirekilmer #vampirekilmerfic #fanfiction #call of duty #marvel cinema universe #boondock saints #game of thrones #halo

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hearthem00n · 9 months

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Tritype: 125 | 126 | 127 | 135 | 136 | 137 | 145 | 146 | 147 | 825 | 826 | 827 | 835 | 836 | 837 | 845 | 846 | 847 | 925 | 926 | 927 | 935 | 936 | 937 | 945 | 946 | 947

Instinctual variant: sp/so | sp/sx | so/sp I so/sx I sx/sp | sx/so

Life path number: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 11 | 22 | 33

Four Temperaments: Sanguine | Melancholic | Choleric | Phlegmatic

Hogwarts house: Gryffindor | Hufflepuff | Ravenclaw | Slytherin

Love languages: Acts of service | Quality time | Words of affiliation | Gift giving | Touch

DISC profile: D | I | S | C

Deadly Sin: Wrath I Envy | Gluttony | Greed | Sloth I Lust | Pride

Brain lateralization: Left | Right | Both

Helen Fisher's Personality Test: Explorer | Builder I Director | Negotiator

MOTIV: Materialistic | Offbeat I Thinking | Interpersonal | Vital | Easygoing

Artistic Preference Test: Realistic | Linear | Painterly I Abstract | Masculine | Feminine I

#big five #SLOAN #enneagram #personality types #tritype #typology #MBTI

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madefate · 2 months

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because every villain needs a tragic and compelling backstory !

striker was born the eldest son of his mother, aster, and his father, birch, and the elder brother of his younger sister sloane. he was raised in the ring of wrath, and his family made their modest living largely through their ranch - raising cattle and crops, and doing odd jobs for whomever would hire them. striker and sloane began working from a young age, but it was no different a life than anyone they knew.

when he was twelve, his mother was hired by a noblewoman, some princess, to tailor some clothing for her - and then to embroider when her skills were discovered. it still didn't pay much, but it fulfilled aster's passion, and her children were sometimes allowed to accompany her to the palace.

striker met decarabia, the daughter of his mother's employer, when they were both twelve, and it wasn't long before - even through infrequent visits - the two became fast friends. and then, of course, the older they grew, the more than friends they became. the differences in their stations, their upbringing, the cruelty of the world around them simply didn't matter. they had each other - maybe, if they dared to dream, they could find a life with each other outside the stifling walls of her goetia palace.

when it inevitably came crashing down around him, striker did not take it gently. one night, at sixteen, when he was waiting for decarabia at their clandestine meeting spot, it was her father who met him. a stern and distant man, they two had never spoken a word to each other - and they didn't, until the man had striker by the neck and accused him of poisoning and ruining his daughter.

confused and betrayed - she'd sold him out, she'd told on him - striker fought back. he tried to explain his love for her and was taught a lesson that would stick with him for the rest of his life: love cannot exist between the greater and the lesser.

by the time he licked his wounds, scrambled onto his horse bombproof, and galloped home, the ranch was already up in flames. he was stopped from running in by a neighbor who grabbed him and held on, and he doesn't remember much from that night - mostly the screams. the smell.

in the weeks that followed, he was housed by neighbors - did odd jobs, helped them on their farms, simply going through the motions. eventually, through a haze so thick he can hardly remember it, he drifted away. buried his grief in hard liquor and barfights. joined a few small time gangs in the worst parts of wrath. outside of the ranch, life was even harder; jobs for imps were few and far between, and most of them involved some kind of manual labor that their rich employers couldn't be assed to do themselves. that is, when the noble fucks weren't entertaining themselves at the cost of wrath's poorest - the livelihoods. their homes. their lives.

striker's family were only the first casualties at the hands of the elite that he'd witnessed.

and slowly, painstakingly, began to find a purpose for himself -

he was going to put every last one of those rich, privileged fuckers in the ground.

#hh tw #( striker hc. )#i have. so MANY thoughts.

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ceekbee · 22 days

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“In spite of war, in spite of hate

Lilacs are blooming at my gate,

Tulips are tripping down the path

In spite of war, in spite of wrath.

"Courage!" the morning-glory saith;

"Rejoice!" the daisy murmureth,

And just to live is so divine

When pansies lift their eyes to mine.”

~ Angela Morgan, excerpt from “In Spite of War”

Art: John Sloane, Spring Print Collection

Note: Our hearts go out to the many in our world right now who have no lilacs to enjoy — those who are besieged, suffering, hungry, and oppressed. 💔❤️‍🩹 - from Facebook Page

#BeautyTruthandLove #Inspiration #Encouragement #Spirituality

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dancingdanvers · 3 months

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Where: Hospital recovery room Who: @axel-mathis

The last forty eight hours had been a blur of chaos that would likely come into clarity the more time separated Sloane from it, but right now she felt like her head was made of fuzzy clouds. Laying in her hospital bed she watched as Axel spoke to one of the nurses by the door, glancing over at Ryen in the clear crib just a few inches from her, pink and perfect. All wrapped up in her little blanket like the most perfect gift to ever grace the face of the earth. As he turned back to look at them she gave him a soft smile, reaching out her hand to coax him back towards the bed again - the venerability she was feeling making her feel safest when she was close to her boyfriend as well as her daughter. “Did she say when we might be able to go home?” Knowing that Ryen had been on the smaller side when it comes to birth weights but hoping that wasn’t going to mean they had to be kept in the hospital for a prolonged period, or worse, she would be left without Axel and Sloane being there the whole time.

She needed to shower, but the idea of standing up or tearing herself away from this new family bubble wasn’t very appealing. Not to mention she’d been told it was crucial she rested so for once in her life she was complying with instructions, body aching from head to toe. “I’m sorry I snapped at you baby, I didn’t mean it…you know I just wasn’t…really…aware of what I was doing.” Addressing the moment she’d turned unwarranted wrath on her boyfriend for something tiny and insignificant while she was in the throes of labour. Especially since he had been so encouraging, supportive, and relentlessly attentive, that much she knew. “You were amazing - I don’t know what I would have done without you. I couldn’t have done it.”

#convo: axel #hospital tw

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 10 months

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WBW for Anissa?

B A S I C S

full name: Anissa Rose Radcliffe

gender: female

sexuality: bisexual

pronouns: she/her

O T H E R S

family: Anita & Roger Radcliffe (parents), Andi, Antonia, Robbie, Rochelle, Romilly, & Rosy Radcliffe (sisters), Ansel, Roderick, & Roland Radcliffe (brothers) – yes I’ve cast all the Radcliffe kids I love them

birthplace: The Radcliffe house, Auradon

job: student

phobias: snakes

guilty pleasures: tbd

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: neutral good

sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert

organized/disorganized

close minded/open-minded

calm/anxious

disagreeable/agreeable

cautious/reckless

patient/impatient

outspoken/reserved

leader/follower

empathetic/unemphatic

optimistic/pessimistic

traditional/modern

hard-working/lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: tbd (I need to choose ships for Ani & Sloane 😭)

ot3: tbd

brotp: Anissa & Sloane & Kyra, Anissa & her siblings

notp: Anissa x Audrey

Send me “World Building Wednesday” and an OC and I’ll tell you

#ask #answered #ginevrastilinski #anissa radcliffe #about anissa

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acharnemcnt-a · 2 years

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botanical headcanons : accepting

mint : does your muse view themself as virtuous & moral ? what do these words mean to them ?

Hux’s definition of morality is undeniably convoluted. He does have his own code that he follows diligently. While he does believe that the First Order’s original outlook for the galaxy is righteous and necessary to restore order and peace, Hux does not see himself as a virtuous or moral person. He has murdered people in cold blood, for survival and to gain leverage. He has also committed acts of war, some of which he deemed necessary and others which fulfilled to avoid Snoke’s wrath. There are horrors he has committed that he is not ashamed of. ( Such as the brutal murder of his father and several of his father’s comrades. Or other officers he has taken out to further his progress ). And other travesties that weigh on his conscience. ( Such has the non-political casualties of the decimation of the Hosnian system ).

Regardless of his own awareness of his lack of morality, Armitage’s moral outlook is stilled skewed. He views people such as Sloane or Mitaka as moral individuals. And while Mitaka could arguably fall under the definition of moral, considering his conflicted views, Sloane certainly was not.

sent by @debelltio

#tw: murder #⭒✧ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊 ✧⭒ » answered #⭒✧ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ✧⭒ » headcanons #⭒✧ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 ✧⭒ » debelltio #he does not lose sleep over the political casualties or anything he considers acts of war #but he isn't one for killing civilians without cause #he will punish or obliterate cities for not complying though so...yeah he's a piece of work

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The Summer of Growing

(When you realize you never introduced your WIP from your old blog onto the new one)

Summary: It was a warm summer day when the siren child Princess Ria died and turned into a heartless butterfly. It was a warm summer day when she got restored to her natural form, now a young adult. It was all Charlie’s fault.

Damn that human and her red magic.

(Also known as a study on timelines, adjusting to regular life after being brought back, and how the ability to rewind time when you die really, really sucks.)

Tags: Mentions of death, mentions of rewinding time, unhealthy past relationships, working on healthy relationships, romance, friendship, family, codependency, magic, political drama, growth.

Status: Outlining

Demographic: YA/NA

The main players:

Princess Ria Nair is the princess of the monster race. She died when she was a child, killed by her human sister Dei, and ended up becoming the butterfly Sloane at the beginning of the story. She’s awkward and anxious and is plagued by guilt for the deaths and time manipulation she did. Her best friend is her new sister Charlie.

Charlie Nair is the adopted red magic human of the monster royal family and serves as a representative of them. She’s quiet but energetic and willing to help Ria with her new life, body, and age. Under the mask of cheer is a troubled female who has been through too many cycles to count, trapped in a cycle of love and misery with her ex/future SO Alec.

Alec Asher is the Judge of monsterkind, who judged the humans who fell down to see if they were the red magic that was needed to solve the labyrinth that was between the monster and the surface. He acts very lazy but is very smart and gives in easily to his wrath. He loves his family and his ex/future SO Charlie.

Dei was the red magic human that first fell after monsterkind was sealed underground, adopted by the royal family and Ria’s best friend. She appeared to be a friendly and sweet girl, but her anger at humanity had twisted her to the point where she attempted to use monsters to wipe out humanity. She was found out by Royal Advisor Raenae Asher and attempted escape into the labyrinth with Ria, quickly followed by Raenae. During the struggle, all three died. She now lurks in the back of Charlie’s mind, attempting to convince her to kill.

Da Asher is Alec’s brother and one of Charlie and Ria’s fondest friends. He serves as an helper to the local school’s art teacher, although served as part of the Royal Guard. While he acts cheerfully oblivious to the things going around him, he is smarter than he seems.

#wip intro #wip re-intro #writeblr #writeblr community #The Summer of Growing

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