#Ethan x noelle

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New York Romantic 1.0

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a/n: Woohoo! All the updates in one week!

pairing: Tom Blyth x ballerina!oc

summary: tom gets his shit together

warnings: cussing, friends fighting

word count: 5,814

taglist: @watercolorskyy @carolanns-world @alana4610

The last relationship Noelle had was in high school: Ethan Parker. He was her first and only boyfriend, one of the cooler kids who played basketball and always wore his team letterman jacket. Ethan Parker, who decided to take a chemistry class despite how much he sucked at it, just so he could be in the same class as Noelle. Ethan Parker, who spent an entire weekend working on his prom-posal poster and candle display, finding the brightest, most beautiful pink corsage for her to wear. Ethan Parker, who in the end, it turned out, didn’t really know that much about Noelle, and she didn’t know much about him either.

Ethan Parker didn’t know she would be applying to Juilliard. He simply thought her ballet dream was just that—a dream—and she would be attending the local college with him instead. Noelle was shattered when he tore her down, calling her dream stupid and swearing she’d come crawling back to their hometown by the end of her first semester. Ethan Parker also didn’t tell Noelle that he was chatting with another girl on his gaming discord, apparently liking her company more than Noelle’s. At the end of their eighteen-month relationship, Noelle realized she was more of a trophy for Ethan than a girlfriend, someone she couldn't truly trust and confide in. And for that reason alone, she wasn’t eager to jump into another relationship after high school. Even when Bianca tried to be her wingwoman, when Iseul would set her up with other classmates, even when Daniel came around and tried to put the moves on her, Noelle was never interested in dating.

That is... until she met Tom.

Tom Blyth, who in just the span of a year had learned about her favorite movies and wanted to learn how to cook with her. Despite his initially shy demeanor, he was quite charming and entertaining. Tom Blyth, who in a crowd of strangers Noelle could pick out without a second glance, who she knew she could call if she was ever in trouble. Tom Blyth, who, even when he was stressed or homesick, felt he could come to her and be vulnerable, just be himself. She took solace in knowing she could do the same with him. Tom Blyth, who rushed to the hospital the moment he knew she was sick, who took care of her and uplifted her despite her pain, who constantly made her feel beautiful and perfect, even on the days when she didn’t feel it herself.

He was her anchor in a sea of chaos, the person she could always rely on. And in those quiet moments, when the world faded away and it was just the two of them, Noelle realized how deeply she cared for him. Tom Blyth, who had become so much more than a friend, who had woven himself into the fabric of her life in ways she hadn’t even realized. Tom Blyth, who made her believe that maybe -- just maybe -- there was a possibility in love again, in the beauty of finding someone who saw her, truly saw her, and cherished every part of her.

"Noelle? Noelle Berendina! I'm talking to you!" Bianca's shrill shout snapped Noelle out of her daydream.

Seeing that Noelle wouldn’t be performing this term, she didn’t have to deal with the hassle of dress fittings and hair trials. Instead, she found herself dealing with Bianca going through all of it. Bianca wanted her opinion on everything: how the dresses fit, the shine of the shoes, how her hair would look under the brunette wig they’d ordered last minute. Noelle wanted to be supportive of her friend, she really did. But Bianca was more irate than usual today, snapping and hurling orders at her and the hairstylist. Noelle chalked it up to stress, but she could feel her patience wearing thin with each sharp word Bianca directed their way.

As she watched Bianca's frustration mount, Noelle's empathy battled with her irritation. She knew the pressures of performing, the weight of perfection that hung over every rehearsal and preparation. But today, as she stood on the sidelines, she realized how different it felt to be on the receiving end of that stress. However, Bianca's demands were relentless, her tone sharper than a prima ballerina’s pointe. Noelle could never ever imagine talking to her rehearsal and tech crew the way Bianca was.

"I'm here! I'm listening!" Noelle assured her.

"But you're not, though," Bianca scoffed back, "Because if you were paying attention you'd see the bulge of my hair sticking out of this damn wig! It's not gonna work!" she pointed to the back of her head where sure enough, a bump was sitting just over the nape of her neck.

The hair stylist, Misha -- also a student from the tech department, rolled her eyes heavily, "If you'd stop moving and give me a chance to pin your hair properly, it won't bulge," she said.

But Bianca wouldn't hear it, "My hair's too thick! No way it's gonna fit!"

Noelle sighed, "You know -- Stanis doesn't mind if you just want to stay blonde for the show," she said.

"But Giselle isn't a blonde!" Bianca whined back, she huffed and settled back in the chair, "Everything has to be just right. Let's try again,"

Misha sighed, "You gonna sit still this time?"

"So long as you get my hair right,"

Noelle sat back in another salon-esque chair, spinning it around mindlessly as she watched Misha unpin the wig from Bianca's head. Misha decided to focus her nervous attention on Noelle.

"How are you feeling, Noelle? After everything?" she asked.

"A lot better!" Noelle beamed, "I've gone back to work -- no lifting bowling balls or beer pitchers obviously... and I mean I feel good enough that I probably could start dancing again,"

Bianca cut in swiftly, "Ah! But the doctor said he wants you off your feet for at least a month! That included work, girl," she pointed out.

"Well, he's certainly not gonna pay my food bill, is he?" Noelle replied.

Misha shook her head, "Well, I'm happy to see you doing better, Noelle. Are you still going to the show?"

"Of course she is," Bianca replied matter-of-factly.

Noelle however simpered quietly, "I'm just gonna' attend the first hour, then I'm gonna go see my friend's play," she told Misha.

Misha barely had her next pin out of Bianca's hair when she suddenly spun around in her seat, staring at Noelle in near-astonishment.

"Wait -- are you serious?" she gawked, "That's on the other side of campus! You're gonna leave our show -- which we worked all semester for -- for a play?" her tone was sharp and accusatory, it was almost as she was lambasting her for daring to consider such a preposterous idea.

Noelle was stunned at first, trying to find it within her to laugh it off, however the tension within the room was palpable. So, Noelle tried to ease her down, "Bianca, it's not a big deal. I know the story of Giselle already, and I know you guys are gonna kill it!" she assured her, "I just... I was looking forward to seeing Tom's play, too,"

"Hold up --" Misha turned to Noelle, "Your ballet is the same night as the actors' play?" she asked, her voice laced with skepticism.

Noelle nodded, "I don't know why Stanis scheduled it for the same night but..."

"Because that was the only other free date we had the auditorium for!" Bianca snapped, "Noelle, we're supposed to be a team! You can't just go fuck off because you want to see your boyfriend's stupid play! We need you!"

"For what, exactly?" Noelle scoffed back, "Emotional support? To dry your forehead when you get a little bit sweaty? What the fuck is your problem?"

"My problem is that you do this every time!" Bianca began to shout, "Any time that I need you to be there for me, you get distracted and go off and do something else!"

Now Noelle was thoroughly confused, especially because she knew that wasn't true. Whenever Bianca needed something, Noelle was the first person there to calm her down, to try and solve the problem. If she was stressed and scared about the show, that was one thing; but Bianca had never treated Noelle this way before. She couldn't understand where all this was stemming from.

"Are you kidding me? I've had your back since high school! And I still do!" Noelle snapped back, "I was there when you dumped your boyfriend! I was there when you had to get your wisdom teeth out! And I'm here, now! If me going to see my friend's play is such a big hassle for you, then God forbid an actual emergency comes up!"

"Like your appendix nearly bursting?" Bianca glowered, "Who was the first one to call 9-1-1 when you were hunched over on the couch, going on and on about how you were gonna be fine? You could've died if it wasn't for me!"

"And so now I owe you my life and first born because you called for an ambulance? Are you even hearing yourself?" Noelle huffed.

Bianca turned back around in her chair, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she stared daggers into the vanity mirror. Misha meanwhile was standing over her, an awkward stare on her face as she glanced between the two girls.

"Wait -- so do you or do you not have a boyfriend?" she asked Noelle meekly.

Noelle refrained from rolling her eyes, "He's not my boyfriend --"

"He may as well be, he's over all the damn time," Bianca grumbled.

"He's. Not. My. Boyfriend," Noelle repeated, her tone escalating again, "Tom's been the sweetest person to move into our building! He's the kindest person one step down from Keanu Reeves, and you treat him like absolute garbage!"

"I do not!" Bianca sneered back.

"You do though! You hardly ever acknowledge him when he's around, and if you do there's this -- this disdain in your voice! You don't like him!" Noelle exclaimed.

Noelle’s mind whirled as Bianca’s words sliced through the air. “Oh, for God’s sake! He’s not good for you!” Bianca had finally relented. “He’s a distraction! He’s constantly over at our place, or you’re at his. You guys are always cooking together—who knows what kind of weight you could be putting on! And you get all doe-eyed and red in the face whenever he’s around. You don’t pay attention in ballet class anymore!”

Noelle’s heart pounded, a mix of anger and disbelief coursing through her. “So, you’re upset because we cook together, we get along, and I’m actually happy being around him? Oh, and apparently I’m no good in class anymore?”

“Stanis won’t say anything because you’re his favorite, but I see it, Noelle! And I don’t want you to slip up because of a stupid crush!” Bianca replied.

“Stanis doesn’t do favorites, and you know that!” Noelle snapped back.

“He’s stringing you along, Noelle!”

“Stanis?”

“No! Tom! Haven’t you always noticed that Marcelline chick being around?” Bianca asked. “You notice how close they’ve gotten?”

The accusation hung in the air, suffocating Noelle. Her mind raced, grappling with the torrent of emotions surging through her. The warmth and comfort she felt with Tom, the way he made her laugh, the tenderness in his eyes when he looked at her—all of it clashed violently with the doubts Bianca was planting.

Bianca went on, "I see them all the time! He makes her laugh just like he makes you laugh, and she's always -- always -- touching him somehow,"

Noelle thought of the evenings spent in his apartment, in hers, tomato sauce spilled on counter tops as they laughed over Tom's rusty cooking skills. The quiet moments where he’d hold her, falling asleep together with some innocuous movie playing in the background. He made her feel seen, cherished. Could all of that be a distraction? Could it be true that her happiness with Tom was causing her to lose focus on the bigger picture? Was Bianca right?

Her heart clenched at the idea that Tom might be leading her on. Marcelline’s name echoed in her mind, a cold dread settling in her stomach. She had noticed Marcelline’s presence, the cafeteria, the bowling alley, but she had never questioned it. They were just classmates, right? The trust she had in Tom now seemed fragile, as if it could shatter with the slightest pressure.

Noelle’s thoughts spiraled. Was she really so blinded by her feelings that she couldn’t see what was right in front of her? Was she losing focus, jeopardizing everything she had worked so hard for another version of Ethan Parker?

But then, she remembered the way Tom looked at her, the sincerity in his voice when he spoke to her. She remembered how he had rushed to her side when she was sick, how he had taken care of her like no one else ever had. Could all of that really be a lie?

The conflict tore at her, ripping apart the certainty she had felt. She wanted to believe in Tom, to trust the connection they had. But Bianca’s words had sown seeds of doubt that now threatened to take root and grow.

As she stood there, facing Bianca, Noelle felt the weight of her choices pressing down on her. Could she afford to trust her heart, or was it leading her astray? The answer seemed just out of reach, buried beneath layers of fear and longing. And in that moment, she wasn’t sure she had the strength to find it.

"I don't know what crawled up your butt and died today... but quite frankly I don't feel like kissing your ass right now. I gotta' go," she grabbed her stuff and stormed out of the dressing room, leaving Bianca to continue seething, and Misha to remain uncomfortably confused.

"Wasn't that nutcase Daniel going around saying he'd 'laid claim' on Noelle?" she asked.

Bianca snapped again, "Just pin my hair, Misha!"

With his script clenched tightly in his hand, Tom silently muttered his lines over and over as he walked down the hallway. The performance of The Seagull was just a few days away, and he was determined to perfect his character’s monologue. His professor had praised him during the dress rehearsal, offering only minor notes, but Tom’s desire for perfection kept him practicing relentlessly. He was thrilled about the show, thrilled about his upcoming trip home, and ecstatic about landing a role in a summer film.

But most of all, he was excited to see Noelle again.

With her ticket safely tucked in his bag, he planned to ask her out properly — hopefully before the show. Jordan had given him a pep talk, reminding him that it was now or never. Knowing how fondly Noelle thought of him, Tom realized he would be a fool to wait any longer.

The thought of Noelle brought a smile to his face, his heart quickening at the idea of finally asking her out. He could see her face so clearly in his head, her warm smile and bright green eyes, and the way she always managed to make him feel like the most important person in the room. Tom took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He was ready to give his best performance on stage and, more importantly, take a leap of faith on Noelle.

The downside to rehearsing while walking was that Tom couldn't focus on his surroundings. Distracted, he collided headfirst with Daniel in the middle of the hallway. The impact sent Tom sliding, his grip on his bag loosening. Papers flew into the air, scattering like confetti, while his books slid across the floor in a chaotic mess.

"Oh, shit! Tom!" Daniel exclaimed, eyes wide with surprise, "You really gotta watch where you're going, man!"

Tom chuckled sheepishly, scrambling to get his things back, "Yeah, sorry about that."

Daniel was quick to help, gathering up Tom's scattered books and papers. He handed them back to the young actor with a knowing smile, "Heard you got a big play coming up? Is that what all this is?" he asked.

"Some of it, yeah. And some theory homework, too," Tom replied, slipping his materials back into his bag.

Daniel scoffed, "Man, theory's such a waste of time. You know what I think?"

"What?" Tom asked, his curiosity lacking but he gave Daniel the benefit of the doubt.

"We already got into the top art school on our talent alone. What more theory do they really need to teach us?" Daniel said, rolling his eyes.

Tom shrugged, adjusting his bag, "Well, I figure if it's important enough, there's a reason we're learning it. Besides, it never hurts brushing up on the old stuff,"

Daniel shrugged in return. "Huh, suppose you're right," He slapped Tom on the shoulder with a grin, "Good luck with the show, man. I'll catch you later!" And with that, he zipped down the hallway, disappearing around the corner.

Tom smirked to himself, relieved that this encounter with Daniel had been surprisingly pleasant. Out of their few run-ins, this one seemed to lack the usual tension. Maybe Noelle had finally gotten through to him, and the message had sunk in. If it meant Tom could have an actual, non-confrontational conversation with Daniel, then who was he to complain?

Reordering his papers, Tom resumed his walk, completely unaware that Daniel had swiped Noelle's ticket for his play…

The entire bus ride home, Tom was trying to hype himself up, playing the potential scenario over and over in his head. Only two more stops and he'd be home, he could finally ask out Noelle. For some reason he was feeling optimistic, maybe even a little bit more confident than he should have been.

Tom's experience with girls and girlfriends was limited; his last actual relationship was in high school, his girlfriend was Kelsey Gardner. At first, their relationship had all the hallmarks of young love. Kelsey, with her infectious laugh and sparkling eyes, seemed to light up Tom’s world. They shared stolen kisses between classes, long walks in the park, and endless conversations about their dreams and aspirations. Tom loved how Kelsey would scrunch her nose when she was deep in thought and the way her hand felt in his, warm and reassuring. She attended every one of his school plays and cheered the loudest.

But as their relationship progressed, the sweet, supportive Kelsey began to change. Her infectious laugh was replaced by a critical tone, her sparkling eyes now focused on his perceived flaws. She started to find faults in everything Tom did, from the way he dressed to the friends he kept, “Tom, you should really think about getting a haircut,” she’d say, or “I don’t get why you hang out with those guys; they’re such losers,” It became clear that Kelsey had a vision of who she wanted Tom to be, and it didn’t align with who he was.

Tom, ever the people-pleaser, tried to make adjustments. He bought new clothes, styled his hair differently, even spent less time with his friends. But the more he changed, the more he realized he was losing himself. Kelsey’s demands grew, her expectations became impossible to meet, and Tom felt like he was constantly walking on eggshells.

One evening, they sat in her living room, having another infamous 'you're not trying hard enough' conversations, “Tom, you could be so much more if you just tried harder! I know acting is your passion, but I just don't think it's going to take you very far!”

The words stung. Tom looked at her, really looked at her, and realized that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be enough for her. Kelsey didn’t love him for who he was; she loved the idea of who he could be. “I’m not going to change who I am, Kelsey,” he said quietly. “I can't become someone else just to make you happy.”

Kelsey’s eyes hardened, “Maybe you’re right. Maybe we’re just not right for each other,"

It was a painful realization, but it was the truth. They broke up that night, and while it hurt, Tom felt a strange sense of relief. He learned an important lesson: he needed to be with someone who loved him for who he was, not who they wanted him to be. And while he still thought about Kelsey from time to time, he knew that he deserved better, someone who would appreciate him without trying to change him.

Meanwhile, Noelle adored everything about Tom, from his stories—no matter how mundane he thought they were—to the way he styled his hair, and even his clear lack of cooking skills. She never judged him; she accepted him completely for who he was. Her trust in him was unwavering, and that trust meant more to Tom than anything else in the world. It made him want to be the best version of himself, not just for his own sake, but for hers.

As Tom entered the building lobby, his attention was immediately drawn to two large, burly men huddled around Doris's desk. They were engrossed in a heated discussion, blueprints spread out before them. Doris spotted Tom and hurried over, her face lit up with a welcoming smile.

"Tom, perfect timing! Come here," she beckoned him over, taking his hand and leading him to the men. "Meet my brother-in-law's cousin and his business partner. They're finally going to fix our elevator!" Doris pointed excitedly at the long-ignored rusted double doors.

The men gave Tom a cursory nod and a "how ya doin'?", their focus quickly returning to their technical debate. Tom smiled politely, though inwardly he couldn't help but doubt their ability to tackle the task at hand.

"That's great, Doris," he grinned at his land-lady, "Did -- uh... has Noelle come home, yet?"

"Oh, yeah. She high-tailed it upstairs about twenty minutes ago. Poor thing looked so upset, wouldn't even stop to say hi," Doris shook her head, "I hope those doctors didn't screw her up too bad,"

Tom's nod was slow and measured, a tinge of apprehension settling in his gut. He hoped that nothing serious had happened. Saying his goodbyes to Doris, he hurried upstairs, rehearsing potential scenarios quietly to himself.

"Hey Noelle! How was your day? Oh, good! Good! I was wondering if maybe... no, no, don't say maybe," he grumbled to himself, "We've been getting to know each other pretty well, and I was wondering if you'd like to... no," he came to his floor and approached her door at a snail's pace, "Noelle, I really like you. More than friends kind of like... and I was wondering if you'd... if you'd..." he stopped in front of her door, the rusted number plate stared mockingly at him as he sighed, "I'm in trouble..."

With his heart in his throat, he knocked on her door. The banging noise seemed to echo especially loud now, he was conscious of every little sound as the building settled around him. He waited ten seconds, twenty seconds, and just as he was giving up hope at thirty seconds, he heard the lock turn and the door opened.

And there was Noelle.

"Tom!" she appeared startled, fussing to put her hair behind her ears with a shaky grin, "I didn't... I wasn't expecting -- hi," she finally rambled.

Tom chuckled with amusement, "You look a little flustered, are you alright?" he asked.

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm good," she nodded, leaning against the door frame, "It's just... it's been a long day. And Bianca's driving me nuts. And now Chiara is blowing up my phone because I didn't respond to her prom dress picks so now she's freaking out because it's last minute and..." she trailed off her rambling, shaking her head in disbelief, "I'm sorry,"

"Hey, it's alright," Tom assured her.

"No, it's not. You didn't come over here to listen to me bitch about my life, you've got so many more important things to deal with..." she huffed.

"Noelle," he placed a calming hand on her shoulder, giving her a squeeze, "I'm always here to listen to you. And I don't care what you think, nothing is too much for me,"

With those words, all the anxiety that had been coursing through Noelle seemed to melt away. Her shoulders relaxed, the stiffness in her back disappeared, and though the headache persisted, she couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude toward him. Bianca's accusations be damned, Noelle knew who Tom was, and that was all that mattered to her.

"I ever mention you're too good to me sometimes?" she simpered.

Tom smirked back, "And I'll continue to do so," the urge to seize the moment, to take her by the chin and simply kiss her worries away, loomed large. But no, he was going to do this right.

"Do you wanna' come in?" she asked, popping the door wider for him.

"I can't tonight," Tom replied regretfully, "I've got another dress rehearsal in about an hour, I've just come back to change. I did want to ask you something, though," he pulled his book bag open and rummaged through the liner pocket. However, much to his dismay he found it empty.

Panic began to seize him, and when he looked up, Noelle was staring at him with those big, beautiful doe eyes of hers; waiting. She saw the panic flash across his face.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Tom nodded, dropping to a crouch with his bag on the floor, rummaging through his bags and papers furiously, "Yeah... um..." he practically turned the back upside down, though much to his chagrin, there was no ticket, "Shit!"

"Tom!" Noelle crouched down with him, starting to gather his papers, "What's wrong?"

Tom shook his head, at a near loss for words, "I -- it was here -- your ticket! I had your ticket for the show and now it's gone!" he flipped through his books, desperately hoping maybe it was caught in some random page. But no, the ticket was no where to be found, "Shit! I fucking had it! Where the hell did it go!?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" it was her turn to grab him by the shoulders, staring him in his eyes, "It's okay! It's fine, I'll get another one from the box office!"

"That's the problem, I can only reserve one ticket for a friend!" Tom huffed in utter defeat. His plan had gone up in smoke, or well... paper, "Our professors hardly ever open the first years shows to the public, he's letting us have a bit of leeway and I could only have one ticket,"

"So, we'll go to the ticket person and we'll explain to them what happened. I'm sure they'll understand," she assured him, "It's New York! Shit blows away all the time!"

"But it wasn't supposed to happen this way! I --!" A thought then occurred to him. Back when he ran in to Daniel, did he truly have the nerve to take her ticket? Out of spite? Pettiness? Just to be a total jerk?

"That fucking wanker!"

"Who?"

"I ran into Daniel in the hallway, and my stuff was everywhere and he was helping me clean it up! And now I just suddenly happen to not have your ticket!" he threw a pen down in defeat.

Noelle was sad for Tom and equally pissed at Daniel. On the other hand, she'd had enough misery for one day to let Daniel's selfishness get to her, and she'd be damned if he got to Tom as well.

"We'll get the ticket," she told him, "Don't worry about Daniel, I'll handle him,"

"But Noelle --"

"I'm going to see your play. Even if I have to break in through the back, I'm going to see that play," she told him defiantly, "That's how much you matter to me,"

She wondered if she should've said "this" instead of "you", if maybe that made it a little too personal. However, something seemed to change within Tom, his eyes softened as the hyper-fixated stress melted away within him. He felt a new warmth spread through his chest, in his stomach, it made him all the more nervous to open his mouth. But what came out next shocked him nearly as much as it shocked her.

"CanItakeyouout?" the words came out with no pauses or intonations, just a bunch of words smooshed together, and before he knew it he had Noelle's stunned expression staring back at him.

Shit, maybe he blew it?

Noelle waited, thinking he might've been joking at first. But no, his face stayed serious, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and tension. Her heart skipped a beat, a flurry of emotions rushing through her. This was unexpected, and in contrast to her conversation with Bianca today, it was the best possible type of unexpected.

"Take me out...in a -- mob way?"

"No! No -- that's not what I --" he blushed, he was hungry and tired and he had no idea what he was doing and why couldn't he get his shit together? "I want to take you out,"

She nodded, slowly, "... in the mob way,"

"No! I --" he then noticed it, the amused gleam in her eye, the smirk spreading across her lips. She knew exactly what he was trying to say, and despite how much he didn't want to encourage her, he couldn't help but smile, "I hate you,"

"I'm sure," she scoffed, "That's why you're at my place nearly every day, right?" she liked seeing him flustered, off his toes, he was so cute.

Tom sighed, "Listen, Noelle --"

"Yes," a genuine smile broke across her face, radiant and sweet, "Yes, I'll go out with you, Tom,"

Relief flooded Tom's features, a wide grin spreading across his face. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, "Really?" he had to ask, almost as if he couldn't believe his luck.

"Yes, really," she replied, her smile widening, "I'd love to,"

Tom's grin grew even wider, his eyes sparkling with happiness. After everything, all his pining, crushing, over-thinking and self-doubt, Noelle really said yes. Even more so, she appeared just as excited as he was.

"Holy shit," he exhaled heavily, laughing to himself.

Noelle laughed with him, "You seem surprised,"

"I am! But I mean -- this wasn't what -- I mean I had this whole plan with the ticket and... I didn't want to go home without... you really want to go out with me?" he asked again.

Noelle stifled her laugh, she found his flustered rambling absolutely adorable, "If you ask me again, I might change my mind," she teased back.

Tom was quick to shake his head, "No, I mean -- sorry," get it together, man! "Um... how about Friday? After the show?"

"Won't you be tired?" Noelle asked, a little concerned for his well being.

"Nah, if anything I'll be buzzing by the time we're finished," he assured her.

She studied his face for several moment, like she couldn't stop on the cover of the first page, like she needed to read the whole book that was him every damn time. Then he leaned into her, and the sharp chill of the spring afternoon melted away in his chest. His eyes caught on her cheek bones, the line of her jaw, so sharp it could cut someone's heart. Her lips were full and upturned, a start of that Disney princess smile of hers that made him blushy and weak-kneed and...

She leaned in closer, dropping her voice an octave, "Well... I do happen to get a shoes discount at the local bowling alley. And they're open late on weekends..."

There was a scuffle down the hall, more students coming home and they both stood up quickly. The tension within Tom was still abuzz, he felt almost dizzy.

"I'd like that," and already he was willing Friday to come fast, to finish his show, rip off his costume, toss away his script, and eat greasy food and bowl with Noelle. Noelle, who still smelled amazing and had her hair long and flowing from her usual ballet bun. Noelle, who never looked away or judged him when it seemed like the entire world was doing just that.

"Great," she continued standing in the doorway, "Then it's a date," as calm and cool as she presented on the outside, she couldn't help but feel as though she may start screaming any second. The hairs rose on her arms, her spine coiled like a silent bowstring, and all of the sudden those thoughts of holding hands with Tom, kissing him, felt so much more real than she could've imagined.

"Now... didn't you mention something about having to go to dress rehearsal in an hour?" she asked coyly.

"Shit!" and like that, a new tension flooded through him. Leaving now felt like a crude joke, he wanted to drag her to the alley on the spot, "I've gotta --"

"Go," Noelle nodded, "And go be amazing. I'll still be here later," she promised him.

"Right," he backed up, nearly colliding with the wall next to his door, "I'll see you later, then?"

"See you later," she smiled back.

Tom's heart raced as he stood at the door, his hand hovering over the handle. He had already taken a huge risk by confessing his feelings to Noelle, but now he felt an even stronger desire to act on them. His steps were hesitant as he approached her, her own expression curious. 

Without a word, he leaned down and pressed his lips gently against her cheek, savoring the warmth and softness of her skin. As he pulled away, his heart swelled with both fear and hope, unsure if he had just made a mistake or taken a step closer to something special with Noelle. But in that moment, all that mattered was being close to her, even if it meant risking rejection or embarrassment.

Given the crimson smile crossing her face, Tom knew he made a good move, "I'll see you later,"

Noelle gazed at his retreating figure until he disappeared into his own room. As soon as the door clicked shut, she burst into action, slamming her own door and collapsing onto the soft embrace of throw pillows. A wave of giddiness washed over her, bubbling up like a fountain of champagne. Holy shit, that actually just happened.

The moment Tom shut his door he felt his knees go weak. He nearly collapsed on the spot before Sunny, who was more than curious to see Tom was such a bewildered look on his face.

"What's up with you?" he asked.

He couldn't remember the last time he felt so giddy, so proud of himself as he replied happily, "I got a date with Noelle,"

[rxtualistic]

i have been trying to get my muse back but it's been harder than i thought. i usually don't drop threads but it's been so long that i have lost muse for some characters altogether. so under the cut there is a list of the threads i'm dropping. if you would like to do something new, either with the same ship or other, let me know! if not i totally understand, it's been a long time!

@stormbrews - huxley and cece

@scftdevil - aberdeen and vincent, tobert and coen

@melancholystories - monique and azar

@somethingscft - nia and eoghan

@champagns - ethan and carina

@lilacwiine - oliver and molly

@bloodrodeo - tobert and trent

@seolinah - phoebe and danielle, mateo and christine

@finclgicls - ginny and juniper, simone and min jun, adrita, noelle and elliot

@ofginjxints - graham and rachel

@writtenwillow - josephine and evan

@silvrmoon -ethan and blair

@proverbialsaints - gabriel x serena

@camilish - evan x mirela

@persephonyed - evan x malia

[moodmusicmonday]

Here's this week's playlist! Thank you to our writers for submitting! All the details are below the cut.

And of course thank you to everyone who follows, likes, and shares our posts week in and week out. We wouldn't be here without all of your love and support. 🥰

Stay tuned for a special announcement later this week!

(Here's a hint: 🍀)

@lizzybeth1986

"Brown Eyes" - Destiny's Child; Coffee Brown Eyes (PM; Sloane Washington x M!MC, Sloane Washington x Alana Kusuma)

@tessa-liam

"Feels Like Home" - Chantal Kreviazuk; Marabelle Chapter 1 (TRR; Liam x F!OC)

@socalwriterbee

"Unholy" - Vitamin String Quartet; Bad Habits (TNA; M!Sam Dalton x F!MC)

@txemrn

"Shapeshifting" - Taylor Acorn; Ricochet, Part IV: "... This Isn't What I Wanted (or Is It Everything?)..." (OH; Ethan Ramsey x F!OC)

@ao719

"Always Remember Us This Way" - Noelle Johnson; Best Kept Secrets Chapter 10: Remember Us This Way (TRR; Liam x F!OC)

🎵🎵🎵🎵

@21-wishes @alj4890 @ao719 @aussiegurl1234 @axwalker @bebepac @burnsoslow @charlotteg234 @chemist-ana @choicesmonthlychallenge @foreverethereal123 @issabees @karahalloway @kat-tia801 @lovingchoices14 @marshmallowsaremyfavorite @neotericthemis @nestledonthaveone @peonierose @phoenixrising0308 @queenrileyrose @quixoticdreamer16 @sfb123 @socalwriterbee @tessa-liam @twinkleallnight @txemrn @walkerdrakewalker @zaffrenotes

[anntoldst0ries]

Good for you (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart 3, post Chapter 15 Pairing: Dr Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr Noelle Valentine) Word Count/Rating: 3.1k, PG Summary: The battle for his career is finally over, but an even bigger battle is waiting for Ethan around the corner. Category/warnings: Hurt & Comfort / None

A/N: PB rid my girl of a chance to stand up for herself and tell Ethan exactly what she thinks of his behavior. This is me trying to make it up to her.

Just for the record: this is a tiny fraction of the hell ER would get from my girl, but unfortunately, my job is too demanding for me to fully elaborate on the matter (and trust me when I say it would’ve been loooong).

I'm sorry for the mistakes, this is very unedited & written in one sitting.

She was exhausted.

Just not in the way she thought she was.

Closing her heavy eyelids, relaxing tensed muscles, leaving the day - hell, the year - behind, the one thing she was certain of apart from death and taxes was the imminent sleep.

But her mind had different plans.

It’s ridiculous, Noelle thought to herself, that a relatively light pink mass located between her right and left ear is bossing her whole body around. A very tired body, mind you.

Trying to fight the feeling for a couple of minutes, the young doctor surrendered. Slowly, she peeled away from Ethan’s chest and left the bedroom, throwing one glance at the man she left behind. In all the time they knew each other, she couldn’t remember him sleeping so deeply, so peacefully.

As if all the yesterdays of last year never happened.

It made her jealous.

Heading for the bar, she poured herself a generous glass of scotch, one of Ethan Ramsey’s finest. Just as she started walking towards the living room, Noelle suddenly turned back and pressed the button on the front door of the fridge. Two ice cubes hit the bottom of the glass with a characteristic cracking sound caused by the sudden change of temperature.

It was satisfying.

And reminded her of a conversation that happened ages ago.

“Why neat instead of on the rocks?”

“The ice changes the flavor.”

“Right answer.”

She was trying to impress him back then, no two ways about it. And for some bizarre reason, she thought he’d be disappointed if he saw her with an expensive scotch and ice at any point after the exchange happened.

Well, fuck this, she thought. She always liked her drinks cold anyway. No more worrying about what everyone else thinks. Even the great Ethan Ramsey. She was done playing by the rules. Also, it felt oddly good to do something that the older doctor wouldn’t approve of.

The anger and frustration finally reared their ugly heads.

She took a long sip and stared at the glistening waters of Massachusetts Bay. The view was exactly as she remembered it from the first time she set foot in her mentor’s expensive apartment. It felt like ages ago, yet the panorama of Boston has hardly changed, bar for the few elements which, if anything, made it even more breathtaking.

It was comforting to know that some things never change. Or that when they do, at least it’s a change for the better.

Which was something she couldn’t say about her own life.

Tears covered her emerald eyes like the morning dew covers the green sea of grass.

She was exhausted.

Of the push and pull, the ups and downs, the highs and lows. These roller-coaster-like relationships were only exciting when she was young and stupid; when she believed that thrill is the foundation of any lasting relationship.

But, as with everything else in life, age proved her wrong. She grew to understand that relationships surviving the test of time are more like boats, with two people balancing each side. Even if there are some storms, the sail itself is slow and steady.

And always forward.

No 180-degree loops, no back and forth.

Sobs made her body spasm and her face contorted with pain. It took a lot of effort to try and suppress them, it took strength she didn’t have. Not anymore. Trying to focus on holding the tears back, Noelle failed to notice that she wasn’t alone.

“I can’t count” - his voice deep and powerful, albeit sleepy, reached her eardrums and tickled them - “how many times I’ve been standing in this very spot, thinking of you.”

Noelle hasn’t even moved a muscle at the sound of this unexpected confession.

“Trouble sleeping? I was sure you’d be knocked down after such an emotional day.”

“That makes two of us.” She finally spoke up, still without a single movement. But for someone as skilled as Dr. Ramsey, five words were enough. His eyes went wide as the realization struck him.

“Elle, why are you crying? What happened?”

The question made her angry. Letting him find her in this mess made her angry. Somewhat unconsciously, she reached for the weapon. His favorite weapon.

Defensive.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

“Why, were you expecting something to happen, Ethan?”

The coldness of the response baffled him. Instantly, he felt a very unpleasant sensation that could only be described as a fist clenching his insides, holding them in a tight grip.

“If you’re wondering what I’ve been thinking about standing here, then you’re right, it was you.” She continued. “Just… not in the way you’d expect, I guess.”

The grip tightened even more. There was something in this voice he’s never heard before. Venom.

“How do you mean?”

“I mean you were right, Ethan. Everything is going to change.”

Dr. Ramsey swallowed audibly. It made perfect sense when he said it, he knew why he said it. But the way she was echoing those words made him shiver inside.

“Elle…” He didn't know where this was going and it scared the living hell out of him.

“No, Ethan. It’s my time to talk. For months now I let you silence me, shut me down and play the game by your rules. Not anymore.” She finally turned around and thanked herself for only doing it now, because when Ethan’s troubled, terrified sight met hers, she knew there was no chance she’d have mustered the courage to finally say the things bottled up for months.

But it had to be done.

“You taught me most of the things I know about being a good doctor. You trusted me with your secret about Naveen being sick. You mentored me and pushed me to be better. You made me feel like a valuable member of the Diagnostic’s Team. During the attack, I’ve never seen you so frightened and powerless and although these feelings were tough, at least you let me see them. And at the time I thought it was because you cared about me and the thought I might be gone soon was far more terrifying than sharing your feelings with anyone would ever be.”

She paused to take a breath and have another long sip of scotch. Ethan stood in the same spot, transfixed, his sight not leaving her for even a second.

“After what happened with Senator and Travis you were… different. You slowly let me in. You let me help you with Louise and it was such a profound moment for me, being by your side and supporting you with what must have been one of the hardest things you ever had to face. And then, the gala… you can’t imagine how many times I have replayed your Oh, to hell with it in my mind… how many times I thought about the way you kissed me that night, as if we were the only people in the whole world. How…”

She paused, trying to tame her trembling voice and frantic feelings. The only thing she needed now was not to show Ethan Ramsey how vulnerable she was.

“But this year feels like all of this has never happened. Like we’ve not been through life and death experiences and some shit stuff. I don’t know who you are anymore, Ethan. It feels like the man I knew was replaced by an alien. I’m tired of this version of you. And I’m even more tired of missing the real Ethan Ramsey, the one I know and adore.”

One could tell her words had a real impact. Ethan’s face flickered with pain, she must have hurt his pride. God only knows what was going through his mind. But Noelle was like a wave now, rising for months; nothing could stop her from crashing at the coast with all her might anymore.

“I’ve tried really hard. I was there for you when you pushed me away. But it’s all been about you for a little too long now. You can’t tell me you never felt this way about anyone in one minute and act like an absolute dick the next one. It almost feels like the Boston cold is doing something to your brain because whenever we are far from here, you are like a different person. I could probably talk about it for hours, but I actually don’t want to. You’re an intelligent man, you can’t tell me this is all news for you. And the malpractice suit was just a cherry on top.”

His voice was silent and faint when he finally spoke.

“I was trying to protect you from the repercussions of all the bad things happening around me.”

“Oh please, spare me this bullshit Ethan! Throughout the whole ordeal, the only person you were trying to protect was Naveen. And that’s fine, it’s your choice. I just wish I’d known sooner.”

“Known what?”

“That Naveen is and will always be more important to you than me.”

“That’s not true.”

“Your actions speak for themselves. I have and will always have tremendous respect for Naveen. But he made his choice and you should have let him decide from the start. I admire this about you too, how devoted you are to Naveen and I am aware of how much he means to you. It’s a pity though, that my devotion and my feelings ended up ricocheting me.

And you know what the worst part is, Ethan? You did all this knowing it would hurt me, knowing I’d do anything for you and that I’ll give you the time, the attention, the sex. God, I feel so stupid for constantly coming back and running to you. You treated me like shit. I was the price you were willing to pay, so you could keep lying to yourself, telling yourself that your principles remained intact.”

“I… I never wanted you to feel this way and get through it with so many wounds. But I’m trying to understand, I need you to help me understand. Why? Why would you do all this?”

“Because I fucking love you, Ethan, that’s why!”

It wasn’t until the silence lingered that she realized she shouted every single word.

As for Ethan, all the colors drained from his face and the world stopped revolving. He could have sworn his heart skipped not a single beat, but rather a whole symphony.

“You were right earlier today. I need to focus on the future, on what I want to do next, where I and my friends will end up. After all, the world is my oyster, isn’t it?”

There was bitterness in her voice that stabbed him right to the core.

“And if I do leave Edenbrook, I suppose we’ll become those people who promise to catch up and have dinner together every time they bump into each other during medical conferences, but then never go through with it.”

He made a few tiny steps in her direction.

Then, something weird happened. Something that has hardly ever happened before. He didn’t feel the need to go into his defensive mode. And not only this. He also knew it’s his turn to show up and fight.

Oh, how the tables have turned.

“That’s… that’s not going to happen, Noelle.”

“What?”

“Us, not seeing each other again. This isn’t going to happen.”

“If you’re trying to sell me the cliche about how we’re going to stay in touch, I’m not in the mood for it.”

“I’m the last person I know that would do this.” The faintest smile tugged at the corner of his lips. God, she was such a sucker for all these tiny moments, reactions reserved for her and her only.

“What I meant is… you know how much I support you and your career. And what I said throughout your residency still stands. I would never do anything to jeopardize your professional development. But it doesn’t mean I’d just sit here and watch you walk out of my life. Once you made your mind up, I’d have made my move. If you’d decided to stay in Edenbrook, great. If not, that’s fine too. It’d have been a little more complicated logistically, but nothing I couldn’t handle.”

“I still don’t understand what you are trying to say.”

“I’m trying to say that if you left Boston, I’d have left Boston with you. I’d have followed you anywhere. Not in a crazy stalker way though. I was planning to talk to you about it first.”

“You wanted to talk to me? That’s breaking news.”

“I suppose I deserved this. The point is, I wanted whatever decision you made to be yours and yours only. But…”

“But what? That’s the thing, Ethan, you are acting like this is a bloody casino and you are the croupier, always dealing the cards. Will you ever understand that you were and would have always been a part of my decision because I wanted you to? Yes, I know that I’m gonna have options, provided I’ve done well on my exams. But the whole reason why I’ve applied to Edenbrook is that I wanted to work here, I wanted to stay here. Sounds familiar, Dr. Ramsey?”

“Before I answer this, I hope it’s ok if I finish my previous thought first. It’s true, I wanted this decision to be yours. But that being said, I need you to know it would have inadvertently influenced both our lives, yours and mine. Whether you like it or not.”

“Why? I’m sorry, but it just makes no sense to me at all.”

He moved a few inches more, entering her personal space.

“Because I fucking love you.”

Noelle was aware that her facial expression betrayed her straight away, but could only hope it was a fraction of what was happening inside of her right now. She opened her mouth to say something but Ethan silenced her with a gesture.

“I promise this is the last time I’m silencing you. Just please let me say this. I meant every single word. Hell, I’ll say it again. I love you. Even though saying it terrifies me, just like realizing how I feel about you terrified me. But losing you terrifies me more. Back then, during the attack, now and forever.”

He took a long, deep breath and continued.

“I know I’ve been acting like an absolute idiot. Do you know who helped me realize this? My dad.”

“Alan?”

“Yes... the other day, I called him because I felt like I was losing my grip. I needed to speak to someone impartial but who I wouldn’t have a barrier opening up to. We’ve been talking about you a lot. The majority of our conversation revolved around you. He chewed me out like he never did before. Then threatened to come and steal you if I haven’t sorted myself out.”

Noelle chuckled, quickly regaining her composure.

“The point is, I know I’m a mess and not the easiest person to be with, but for far too long now I’ve treated this as a convenient excuse. It’s my problem, not yours, but one I can only hope you can support me with because most importantly I’m willing to give it my all.”

His palm tentatively brushed hers. She didn’t withdraw from his touch.

“I wish I could say that it’s your call and I’m fine with whatever you decide to do about us. But that’d be a lie. Because the truth is you took it away from me. I love you so much that it hurts and I’m going to do everything I can to prove it to you. The ball is in your court and all I can do is show you I mean every word.”

“That’s where you are wrong, Ethan. The ball isn’t in anyone’s court. It’s not a game, we’re not opponents. We should be standing beside each other.”

“I’d very much like that. But I need something from you.”

“Making demands in your position, Ramsey? You’re pushing your luck.”

Her voice was still calm and sounded a bit distant, but lacked the bitterness and anger he’s heard before.

“I am. I can’t do this without you. I need you to call me out on my bullshit. I’m not expecting you to ‘do the do’ for me, but I will need some help. I am a work in progress and I know I will fall over and over again. But it’s no excuse to jeopardize my only shot at happiness.”

He took both her hands and brought her knuckles to his lips. In her mesmerizing eyes, he saw a glimmer of something he thought he lost.

Hope.

“I’m so, so sorry for doing this to you. I will be apologising to you every day. You are a queen and should be treated like one. And this starts now.”

He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to her. Written on the card were a name, date and time.

Dr. Houston, Thursday, 18:45.

“What’s this?”

“After speaking to my dad we’ve both decided it’s time for us to get some counseling.”

“Are you serious?”

“Dead serious. He and I have issues to work through and I figured it’s going to help me in more than one way. All that happened with Louise… that’s where my issues stem from. And it’s time I put an end to my past ruining my present.”

“Ethan…”

He lied. He promised he won’t silence her anymore, but his promise went out the window the moment she looked at him with eyes so full of affection and he just couldn’t stop himself from pulling her close, holding her tight and swallowing her next words with the most passionate kiss he was capable of. Whatever he couldn’t say, he hoped the kiss would convey.

“You trickster.” Noelle said when the dizziness passed and all the shapes around weren’t blurry anymore.

Forehead to forehead, they stood in the symphony of their breaths and heartbeats.

“I love you, Noelle Valentine. And I hope you will let me say this to you every day, till the day I die. I love telling you that I love you, too.”

“Ethan?”

“Yes, love?”

“Say it again.”

He broke into a smile. “Pushing our luck, are we?”

“Always.”

“And I love you always.”

~~~~~~~

Thank you for reading and yes, the only way in which EJR can even begin to atone for his sins is by going to the shrink.

Tagging separately.

[monsoonblooms12]

I’d love a moodboard for Ethan & Noelle, if you have time lovely 💕💕💕

Hey Ann! Thank you so much for the request🤎

I really hope you like it!

[anntoldst0ries]

I AM SCREAMING!!! Look at my babies 🥺😭 I really don’t know what I did to deserve such enormous kindness, but I am so, so grateful for this. From the bottom of my heart ♥️ This is absolutely stunning @liaromancewriter I am in awe!!!

Dr Whipped & my gorgeous MC everyone 🤩

For the lovely @anntoldst0ries - Ethan and Noelle on a date because we all know she’s the only reason he’s happy. 

[keylimeimagines]

Hello-saw your requests were open so o hope it would be alright with you if I requested for a matchup-it’s ok either way tho :)

-Appearance and Prefrences

Ethan 16 y/o male,go by he/they,bisexual with a preference for women but men won’t mind as well(I’m not looking at Kazuha don’t spy on me),I don’t think I’m that tall maybe 1.65m lmao,Asian and quite skinny lol

-Personality

ENTP 7w8,I’m definitely the meaning of weird,I can either be super quiet or can’t stop talking on end-I tend to be a quite shy when first meeting people but over time become more comfortable with them,can be quite oblivious to surroundings at times so yeah,appearing awkward and clumsy at times(I’m working on it though!).I think I seem to be quite blunt without knowing it at times since I tend towards the more logical side,but I also possess a humorous and playful side as well like I end up laughing quite easily-

I think I would prefer someone who isn’t too rigid like I’m not a big fan of being so uptight all the time but also someone who could probably help me focus-since I have a lot of trouble doing so,like I end up procrastinating a lot ;),I wouldn’t mind any temperament tbh,introvert or extrovert since I tend to be an ambivert myself-although more towards introvert side,can unfortunately also be a bit insecure about myself in a relationship thought but nothing rlly serious more of just doubt and need reassurance at times-overall besides the above,I think I would be alright with most personalities

-Other traits

Love languages include quality time and physical touch(I’m quite starved lmao),I think I do decent in school like A and B around there-

As for hobbies-I tend to just about do anything in general,like something that captures my mind or is interesting-I don’t really have any solid hobbies atm tho,although I am trying to find one-I also love travelling a lot so yeah-I could literally just set a vacation and go on the spot

So yeah! Ig that’s all about me-sorry if I rambled at some parts but I hope you got the gist-anyways yeah,remember to take care and stay safe!!

CELESTIA HAS SPOKEN, AND THE ONE CHOSEN FOR YOU IS....

NOELLE [ISFJ]!

I know I don't write x readers for the characters that are minors, I thought that shipping you with one of the adults was not the best idea, so I hope this works for you!

Noelle is very shy and quiet, despite her more extroverted tendencies! She also gains more confidence over time!

However, Noelle is very aware with her surroundings (being a maid and all), but she'll be glad to help you with your clumsiness when you need it!

She's very awkward herself, so you two can be awkward together aw <33

She's more of the type to sugar-coat bad news, but she appreciates it when you tell the truth bluntly so that she doesn't have to do it. She also has a very logical side to her (just like you do)!

She isn't rigid at all! If she were to get you more productive, she'd do in a very passive, polite way bc it's Noelle we're talking about.

Just like Ganyu, she'd gladly write of list of things to do and to remind you occasionally to work on them when you have time!

Her love languages are words of affirmation and acts of service, so she'd give many affirming words to help you with your insecurities, and she loves to help you with things!

noelle is so sweet :( i love her

[companionjones]

Santa Claus Is Going To High School With Ethan and Y/n

Fandoms: StarKid, Black Friday, Santa Claus Is Going To High School

Pairings: Ethan Green x Reader, Chris Kringle x Reader

Summary: In the beginning, you were just a loner in high school who had a huge crush on one Ethan Green. You’re a big fan of escapism, and a certain kids movie brings you lots of serotonin. The teenage version of Santa Claus is more attractive than one might think. What happens when you and Ethan get sucked into the kids movie you’ve grown to love, and Chris Kringle starts vying for your attention? Will Ethan actually get jealous?

Warnings: This is long, cursing, speaking of cursed, I AM SO SORRY I MADE THIS

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    Ethan Green would have rather been at home, smoking weed. Instead, he was at Lakeside Mall with some kid he was babysitting. He took the job because he needed the money for his jalopy that was in the shop. He didn’t mind the kid all that much. The boy, a nine-year-old named Tim, was nice enough. The only problem was that Tim wanted to see a very annoying-looking kids movie in theaters called Santa Claus Is Going To High School.

    “Thirty bucks for two tickets? Are you kiddin’?” Ethan griped as he stood outside of the Cineplex. “Fine. But I want a refund if the kid doesn’t like the movie.”

    The half-asleep cashier responded detachedly, “We don’t do refunds here, sir.”

    Ethan groaned, “Yeah, whatever,” and pulled the kid inside.

    In Theater 4, the previews were still playing. All the seats were empty save for one. Ethan recognized the girl in it. He knew her from the hallways at school. It was you.

    Silently, you were thankful no one else was in the theater with you. That way, you couldn’t be judged as a teenager seeing a kids movie...for the fifth time. Yes, you were kind of obsessed with Santa Claus Is Going To High School. So what? That was your business, no one else’s. Or, at least, it was until--

    “What the hell are you doing, seeing this movie alone?” Ethan Green, the last person in Hatchetfield you wanted to sit next to you in that moment, decided to take a seat.

    At a loss for words, you were trying too hard to think of something to say. “Ethan! I...Um...I--”

    He chucked, “Relax. I’m not gonna make fun of you or anything. Just because something isn’t my style, that doesn’t mean you can’t like it.”

    Completely in shock that someone your age wasn’t going to judge you, you just gaped at him.

    Ethan didn’t notice. “Plus, it kinda rocks that you’re here. I thought I was gonna have to watch this movie with just Tiny Tim here. But it doesn’t seem so bad now with you at my side.”

    You cursed yourself for giggling. It was always like that with Ethan. You two would get paired together on a school project or something, and he would casually flirt with you like it was nothing. You would fall for it, you two would get really close, then the project would be turned in. After that, whenever you would go up to Ethan in the halls, it would be like the two of you had never spoken before. You hated it, especially after you developed a huge crush on him.

    And it was all starting again.

    When the movie began, you watched out the corner of your eye as Ethan fought to stay awake. He lasted ten minutes into the movie. Honestly, you were exhausted, too. You were just getting out of a double shift of waiting on tables. You thought you could get through the movie before crashing at home. You fell asleep not three seconds after the leather-clad boy.

    Ethan was woken up by a school bell ringing. He found himself sitting in a desk. Disoriented, he looked to his right to find you staring at him in alarm.

    “What the hell...” Ethan was able to mumble before the teacher called out to him and you to not be late for your next classes.

    He and you stumbled out into the hallway.

    Once out there, you whispered to Ethan in distress, “We’re in the movie. We’re in the fucking movie!”

    “No. Fuck. No,” Ethan adamantly disagreed, “We’re dreaming. This is impossible. This can’t be real--” Ethan immediately went to help you up when you ran into one of the other students.

    The boy you ran into beat Ethan to it, however.

    “Oh my god...” you voiced, completely in shock, as the stranger helped you to your feet.

    Right in front of you, holding your hand was the reason you came back to watch the kids movie over and over again. There was your #1 comfort character, your biggest crush since Ethan.

    He smiled warmly at you. “Hi there. Sorry about bumping into you...Say, you must be new here. What’s your name? I’m Chris Kringle.”

    “I know,” you blurted. Upon seeing Chris’ slight confusion, you backtracked, “I mean...You’re all people talk about around here. You must be the most popular kid in school, and you’re almost as new as I am.”

    Chris responded charmingly, “Well, that just means that you have a chance at becoming just as popular as I am, and probably even more so because you seem like you’re at the top of the nice list.”

    You felt your moth fall open and cheeks heat up from the flattery.

    Ethan cleared his throat in an attempt to get Chris’ attention off of you. He didn’t particularly like that Chris Kringle thought it was appropriate to be that friendly with you upon only just meeting you. Chris was also yet to let go of your hand.

    He didn’t let go when Ethan got his attention, either.

    Ethan had also gotten your attention. “Um, I’m Y/n, and this is my friend, Ethan. This is our, uh, first day.”

    “Oh, well you two probably need some friends around here, huh? You’re both welcome to come sledding with us. We’re heading off now,” Chris cheerfully invited.

    Ethan answered, “Uh, we actually have something--”

    “We’d love to!” you interrupted.

    Chris beamed, “Great! Let’s go! Oh, and don’t worry, people always bring extra sleds.”

    “What the hell are you thinking, Y/n?” chastised Ethan. “If this isn’t a dream, which I don’t think it is anymore, ‘cause you seem pretty self aware to me, then we gotta figure a way outta here!”

    “I don’t think we can get out of this until the plot of the movie plays out to the end, which is this Friday at the championship game against South Heights. I think all we can do is wait it out.”

    Ethan blanched, “Friday?! But I left Tim alone in that theater!”

    “Haven’t you ever seen a movie like this?” you questioned, “Jumanji? Teen Beach Movie? I’m almost positive no time will have passed once we get out of this.”

    “So what? You just want to go sledding with Chris Kringle until the game on Friday?” Ethan questioned.

    Lamely, you answered, “...Yes.”

    Ethan was rendered defeated by your hopeful eyes. He huffed out, “Fine.”

    Happiness overtook your face. “Thank you!” you celebrated.

    Ethan avoided your gaze due to how adorable he thought that was. Then, a new idea caused him to smirk, “Wait, how do you know how the movie’s going to play out?”

    “I...might’ve seen the movie more than once,” you explained. It was your turn to avoid your friend’s gaze. “...Four times, not including this one.”

    Ethan’s eyebrows shot up, “Four times?! Why the hell do you like this movie that much?” Just then, he followed your gaze to Chris Kringle. It clicked in his head. “Oh...”

    Your gaze dropped to the ground. You bit your lip, embarrassed.

    Both you and Ethan followed Chis to a large hill where a bunch of students had gathered to go sledding. You were able to borrow two extra sleds from a couple of students. After the first few trips down the hell, you and Ethan finally got used to the fact that the two of you were sledding in a Christmas movie with Santa Claus. Or maybe, you two had finally given into the insanity.

    You were standing at the top of the hill, waiting your turn with Chris when he asked you, “So, what’s the deal with you and Ethan?”

    “Me and Ethan?” You were shocked that someone besides yourself could see you and the Green boy like that. “Oh, no. We’re just friends.”

    Chris wondered, “Is there a chance at something more?”

    “Definitely not. Sorry. I guess I fucked up my Christmas wish, huh Santa?” Fuck. You did not mean to say that.

    Kringle panicked, “Wait, you know I’m Santa?!”

    “I, uh--Yes. I do, but you didn’t tell me, so Father Christmas’ spell is still intact. Tell Jingle and Jangle that before they freak out.”

    “YOU CAN SEE MY ELVES TOO?!”

    “NO! No, I can’t!” you assured, trying not to stress out Chris anymore.

    He furrowed his brow, still breathing heavy. “Then, how’d you know I’m...”

    “I...just got that vibe from you?” you lied, cringing because you couldn’t think of a better explanation than that.

    Somehow, Chris bought that, but he still had another question. “Then, how’d you know about Jingle and Jangle?”

    “Well, I see you talking to them all the time.” That actually wasn’t that much of a lie. Chris was pretty bad at talking his elves on the downlow all throughout the movie.

    Chris bit his lip. “Oh. Um, you won’t tell anyone about my secret, will you?”

    He had stepped closer, and your heart had sped up in response. You gazed into his eyes, a smile tugging at your lips. “Of course I won’t, Chris.”

    “Are you two going to actually sled, or just stand up here talking?” Ethan asked as he approached you and Chris.

    Chris, oblivious to the pissed off look on Ethan’s face, laughed and answered, “Sled.” He hopped on his sled and flew down the hill.

    “What the hell was that for?” You angrily questioned Ethan.

    He played dumb. “What are you talking about?”

    “Interrupting us like that? We were...in the middle of something, Ethan.” You were glad you stopped yourself from saying ‘We were having a moment.’ That would’ve been embarrassing.

    Green argued, “Didn’t you say the plot of the movie’s supposed to play out?”

    “Yeah. So what?”

    He wondered, “Doesn’t Chris have a love interest somewhere?”

    “Her name is Noelle,” you answered.

    Ethan sighed, “Of course it is...Y/n,” he got your attention again. “Are you sure you want to get in the way of that?”

    Your mouth slammed shut and your jaw clenched.

    Chris got you to turn to him by shouting your name from the bottom of the hill. He motioned you to join him.

    Glancing between him and Ethan, you chose to ignore the latter for the moment. You sledded down the hill.

    You successfully steered clear of the leather-clad boy for the rest of the time you spent sledding.

    That annoyed Ethan, but he knew you couldn’t avoid him forever.

    When everybody headed back home late that night, you and Ethan didn’t have a home to return to. The two of you decided to head back to Northville High. You and Ethan got lucky. The window to the staff lounge was open. The two of you slid in, and the school was yours.

    “Okay, so we have to find a place that we can sleep in where nobody will accidentally find us tomorrow...” you thought out loud.

    Ethan was still hung up on your conversation earlier. “Are we not going to talk about--”

    “Can we just worry about where we’re sleeping tonight?” you urged.

    Ethan sighed, knowing that talking about it was also something you couldn’t avoid forever.

    Eventually, you and Ethan found the boiler room. Ethan agreed with you that it was secluded enough that no one would catch you. The two of you got lucky again when you found that there were enough sweaters and blankets in lost-and-found for makeshift beds.

    At one point, you asked Ethan, “You cold?”

    He was shivering. Ethan was probably the least prepared clothing-wise to spend hours sledding on a hill. He was feeling the effects of that then. Not that he’d ever tell you. “N-no. I’m g-g-g-good.”

    “Yeah, right.” You rolled your eyes before waling over to the boiler and turning it on.

    Ethan’s cheeks tinged in pink. “T-thanks.”

    “No problem, Ethan.” You approached your bed again and covered yourself in blankets. “You know, you’ve always had issues with asking for help.”

    “How the hell do you know that?” Ethan didn’t mean for that to sound as mean as it did.

    That didn’t seem to affect you though. “The school projects we worked on together,” you explained, “I always had to find all these covert ways to help you out ‘cause you wouldn’t let me do it directly.” A faint smile was playing at your lips, like you were remembering those things fondly.

    Ethan never noticed how much you’d helped him. He didn’t like to admit it, but he had a really tough time in school. As he thought about it, however, Ethan realized that when he did projects with you, the material he was learning didn’t seem as difficult as it normally was. You made things easier for Ethan to understand. That was really nice of you, he thought. He felt bad for never thanking you before for all you did. “...Thanks for turning on the boiler...” Ethan tried. He figured it was a start.

    “Any time, Green,” you smiled before turning away from him and settling into bed.

    The next morning, you and Ethan snuck into the halls when school started. Chris quickly found the both of you. He’d brought you both pumpkin spice hot chocolate.

    “Oh, wow,” you commented when Chris handed you the beverage. You were truly surprised and flattered. “Thank you so much, Chris! This is so nice!”

    He brushed it off. “It’s really no problem. I got them from the cafeteria. We’ve got pumpkin spice for days here at Northville High.”

    You actually giggled at that. Then, you promptly got lost in Chris’ eyes again. You would’ve been embarrassed if you were even paying attention.

    Well, apparently Ethan was. He scoffed, causing you to look at him, and he grumbled, “I guess I should leave you two to it. I...gotta get to class.” He practically stomped off.

    Your eyes followed Ethan as he went. You wondered what in the world was wrong with him.

    Chris got your notice again when he asked, “So, what’s your first period class? I’ll walk you to it.”

    “Um...what’s your first period class?” you asked quickly.

    He shrugged, “Statistics--”

    “No way! Me too!” you lied. “Let’s go,” you suggested before he could become suspicious.

    “So tonight, everyone figured we’d go ice skating. You wanna join us?” he offered, “Ethan can come too if he’d like.”

    “Uh...thanks! We’d love to go,” you smiled, cursing yourself in the back of your head for speaking for Ethan again. You bit your lip, knowing what you had to ask. You weren’t exactly looking forward to knowing the answer. “Is Noelle going to be there?”

    He furrowed his brow. “You know Noelle?”

    “Um, yeah,” you lied, “I’ve seen her...in the halls.”

    He believed it. “Oh.”

    “She’s um...pretty. Isn’t she?” You hated that you were talking up someone else to your crush, but you also knew that Chris was destined to end up with her.

    Chris’ eyes widened in slight realization. “Oh. I didn’t know you swung that way. Do you...like guys?”

    Huh. Santa’s an ally.

    “Um...” Shyly, you nodded. You felt your cheeks thinking about the implications of his question.

    He just smiled. “Good!”

    You spent the whole day following Chris to his classes. It was a dream. Chris kept freezing your desk with his powers and doodling little snowflakes and Christmas trees on it. It reminded you of Jack Frost in Rise of the Guardians. It was really cute too. The teacher had to tell you to quiet down several times because you were giggling too much.

    At the end of the school day, you ran into Ethan again.

    He’d spent the day mostly in the boiler room. He figured that he was spending enough time in regular school. He wasn’t about to spend more time in a fictional one.

    When he saw you again, and you awkwardly brought up that you had signed both you and him up to go ice skating, he said, “Whatever,” which meant he’d go. The main reason he agreed was because he preferred anything over the blank cement walls of the boiler room.

    He just didn’t consider one thing.

    “Ethan, do you know how to skate?” you wondered, skating over to the boy hugging the wall.

    “Psh, of course I do,” he lied shakily, tightening his grip on the solid, non-slippery surface. “I just, uh...like it better over here.”

    You laughed. “Come here.” You took his hand.

    Ethan panicked. “Whoa, whoa. What’re you doing?”

    “Relax. I’m not gonna let go of you,” you assured. “Just one foot after the other, like this.”

    Slowly, you started leading him around the rink.

    For a little while, Ethan felt like he was actually getting it. One bad step though, and he started to freak out again. “Whoa, whoa!” he shouted.

    “It’s alright, it’s alright!” you tried to say, but it was too late. You stayed true to your word, though. You didn’t let go of Ethan. You went down with him.

    He was mostly scared of the act of falling down, so after that part was over, he was mostly concerned with the pain in his backside.

    Ethan looked over to you to complain that you had let him fall, but he found you losing yourself in laughter. He forgot what he was going to say. Watching you, Ethan felt his heart speed up and a smile growing on his lips. Soon, both of you were laughing your asses off.

    Eventually, you and Ethan had gotten your shit together enough to stand up. The two of you went over to customer services at the rink to get ice packs for your fresh bruises.

    “Sorry, I guess I should’ve told you that I...uh...” Ethan trailed off.

    You finished for him, “You’ve never been ice skating before in your life?”

    “Yeah...” Ethan smiled because you started laughing again.

    “It’s fine,” you shrugged off. “I guess I should’ve asked you if you knew how to skate before volunteering you for something against your will...again.”

    Ethan was about to say he didn’t mind. He was about to say that the past couple days with you had been the most fun he’d had in a long time.

    But then, Chris approached the two of you. “There you guys are! I’ve been looking all over for you! Y/n, I was wondering if you’d like to skate, um...with me for a bit.”

    “Oh! Um...”

    There it was. Chris was going to come along, yet again, and sweep you off your feet. You were going to say yes to Santa Creep, and Ethan would be left alone for the rest of the--

    “Ethan and I are actually gonna head back home,” you replied to Chris, interrupting Ethan’s thoughts. “We’ve been skating for a while, and we’re both pretty tired. I’ll see you tomorrow though, okay?”

    Chris seemed a little disappointed by your words. Ethan tried not to become too happy from the look on Kringle’s face.

    “Oh...okay,” Chris replied, “I’ll see you tomorrow...”

    Back in the boiler room, Ethan was still stuck on what had occurred at the ice skating rink. “You know...you didn’t have to come back with me...”

    “Hmm?” You turned to Ethan and furrowed your brow.

    He went on, “You didn’t have to come back with me ‘cause I don’t know how to skate. I coulda come back by myself. You could’ve kept having fun at the rink...with Chris.” Ethan had to physically push those last two words out.

    “Nah, I didn’t really feel like it,” you answered with a shrug. “I’m probably not going to be skating for a while with these new bruises you gave me,” you teased, but your voice grew softer. “Plus, I wanted to spend more time with you.”

    Ethan’s heart stopped. He looked away from you in an attempt to hide the growing blush on his cheeks.

    “Goodnight, Ethan,” you bid before turning over in your makeshift bed, and laying down to rest.

    Ethan’s last thoughts as he fell asleep that night was how the four concrete walls of the boiler room didn’t seem that lifeless with you there.

    The following day was Friday. For the students of Northville High, it was the last day ‘til Winter Break, and the championship basketball game was that night. For you and Ethan, it was the last day of the movie. Santa Claus Is Going To High School was supposed to end after the big game against South Heights.

    You and Ethan ran into Chris in the cafeteria during breakfast. He had more pumpkin spice hot chocolate for the both of you. “Hey guys! I forgot to tell you last night, but since it’s the last day of school, there’s caroling in the halls today. Students who join don’t have to go to classes. Do you guys wanna carol with me?”

    To prevent yourself from immediately responding “Yes!” you bit your lip. You looked to Ethan. You didn’t want to speak for him again.

    He glanced to you, and it looked like he was about to reject the offer, but then he thought about it for a second. “You said it gets us out of classes?” Ethan asked.

    Chris nodded.

    Ethan sighed, “Yeah...okay.”

    A smile broke out across your face. You couldn’t help but hug Ethan. “This is going to be so fun!” You felt Ethan’s body stiffen, and to it to mean that he thought it was weird that you were hugging him. You quickly separated from him.

    You dismissed the pink painting his cheeks as you seeing things.

    The actual singing part of caroling was pretty boring. The group of students you were with would just stop at random places in the hallway for a song or two. People in nearby classrooms would come out to watch you guys and get a little time off from class.

    What made caroling so much fun though were Chris and Ethan. Between stops, the three of you would mess around in an effort to make each other laugh. Well, while you were trying to make both Ethan and Chris laugh, it had turned into a bit of competition between the two of them to get you to laugh. Personally, you didn’t notice any malice between the two of them, but you were too busy laughing to notice much anyway.

    Throughout the day, everyone held their own books that had in them all the carols everyone was singing. Chris stole your book, and you had to go through the whole song and dance (no pun intended) of trying to get it back. Chris easily dodged you every time you went for the book.

    At one point, you tripped over your feet while going for your book. Chris caught you before you fell, and for a second he just gazed at you with wide eyes. Then, something insane happened.

    Chris Kringle kissed you. The boy, the fictional character you’d had a crush on since his movie came out, liked you enough to actually kiss you. You were frozen to your spot.

    Kringle must’ve taken that as a negative reaction. He parted from you.

    “Y/n...”

    You heard a shocked voice behind you before you could say a word to Chris. You turned around and saw Ethan’s highly concerned face.

    Suddenly, the bell rang. It was signaling the end of the school day. The sound made you jump.

    “...I...I have to go, Y/n,” Chris told you. “Coach said he wants us in the gym as soon as the bell rings.”

    You were reminded of the championship basketball game. “Right. Go,” you encouraged.

    “Come to the game later. We can talk there,” he offered.

    “Okay,” you nodded.

    Chris left. You and Ethan were suddenly alone in the hallway.

    Ethan stated, “I can’t believe he just kissed you.”

    “I can’t believe he just kissed me either.” You exhaled for probably the first time since Chris’ lips were on yours. You couldn’t stop a small smile from forming.

    “You don’t want to kiss him again, do you?”

    The question made your smile vanish. You avoided Ethan’s gaze.

    “Y/n, you can’t want any of that. None of this is even real!”

    Your face started burning from embarrassment and anger, but you fought back anyway. “So what?” you shouted. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for something like this to happen?”

    Ethan clearly hadn’t expected your voice to raise as well.

    “Dammit, Ethan,” you really didn’t care anymore, “I’ve liked you for such a long time, but you never noticed me! The only reason you sat next to me in the theater was because I was the only person there. You had no other option. But Chris, he had all the options! And he chose me! Do you have any idea how that feels?”

    You had shocked Ethan into silence.

    “Look, I’m going to the gym to watch Chris practice. Come, don’t come, I don’t care.” It was true. You didn’t care. At that point, you didn’t care that the movie was supposed to play out a certain way. You left Ethan alone in the hallway and headed toward the gymnasium.

    It took Ethan about a minute to even move. So many thoughts were running though his head. He was right to be mad at you, right? The movie had to end a certain way, or else you and him ran the chance of never going home. But then, there was the revelation that you had just unloaded on Ethan. You liked him? Like, liked him, liked him? The more he thought about it, the more obvious your crush became to him, and worse he felt about how he treated you in the past.

    Ethan also started to realize that, maybe he liked you like that, too. Maybe he wasn’t just worried about the movie’s plot. Maybe he was so concerned about Chris’ behavior around you because he was jealous.

    And that brought Ethan back to how he had acted around you in the past. Had he really been so bad? Yes. He’d been so concerned about his bad boy image that he pushed you aside whenever the two of you were around other students. He couldn’t imagine doing that after all you two had gone through in that movie. Ethan didn’t want to be away from you at all anymore, and that included right in that moment as well.

    Ethan knew he was going to have to admit a lot of things to you to get a chance at getting you back. He only hoped it wasn’t too late. He glanced up at a clock in the hallway and realized he only had ten minutes ‘til the game started.

    Meanwhile, you were looking at the same time on a clock in a hallway outside the gym.

    “Y/n.” Chris came jogging up to you. “Thank you so much for meeting me here.”

    “Uh...Hey, Chris,” you swallowed, dread filling you. You’d had some time to think since your argument with Ethan. You were still very angry with the leather-clad boy, and you still cared about Chris a lot, but Ethan was right about one thing. The movie needed to play out a certain way. You had no choice but to get out of the way of that.

    Chris noticed your unease. “Are you alright, Y/n?”

    You took a deep breath, preparing to let Chris down easy. “Um, we need to talk, Chris--”

    “Wait,” he interrupted you, “I know what you’re going to say. Y/n, I’m sorry I kissed you. It was pretty naughty of me to get in the way of the movie.”

    You blinked. Completely disregarding that ‘naughty’ line, you asked, “How’d you know that?”

    At that, he just smiled, “I’m Santa Claus, remember? It’s also how I know it was your Christmas wish to start dating Ethan.”

    “Wait, you’ve known this whole time that we’re in a movie? Why didn’t you tell me?”

    He chuckled, seemingly embarrassed. “I was trying not to mess up the plot. Stay in character, you know? I guess I really fucked that up, kissing you.”

    “Wow, I never thought I’d hear Chris Kringle curse,” you laughed.

    “You just came out of no where, Y/n. Quite literally. I had no idea I’d...like you this much when I brought you here.”

    Eyes nearly popping out of your head, you almost yelled, “You brought us here?!”

    There was an echo. It was Ethan, who had just arrived on the scene. “Why the hell would you do that?” he frantically asked.

    Chris just smirked, “You two will find out soon enough.”

    The buzzer in the gym sounded, signaling the game was going to start soon.

    Chris turned to you. “Y/n, I want you to hang onto my jacket for me.” He handed you his letterman. “Don’t worry about the plot of the movie, I’ll take care of it. I’m...really going to miss you, Y/n. Ethan, you got very lucky with this gift. Be very nice to them.”

    He kissed you on the cheek and ran off before you could say something in return. You absentmindedly put on Chris’ letterman and turned to Ethan. Your plan was to try and explain away Chris’ leading last words to Ethan, but before you could:

    “I really like you, Y/n,” Ethan blurted.

    Your words got caught in your throat.

    Ethan quickly continued, “I’ve only really noticed how I feel in the past couple days in this movie, but I’d be lying if I said I haven’t liked you for a long time. I’m sorry for acting like such an asshole. I really don’t know how you continued to be nice to me after all that...”

    He continued to ramble on, but some twinkling above your head caught your eye. You smiled when you looked up and saw it. “Hey, Ethan?”

    Your voice immediately shut him up as he gazed at you.

    “Look up,” you quietly prompted.

    Hanging above the two of you was a beautiful little mistletoe.

    “I...uh...” Ethan swallowed. “Does this mean you’ll forgive me?”

    You smirked, “Well, I guess that depends on whether or not you’re a good kisser.”

    Ethan’s face broke out in a grin as well. He hooked an arm around your waist and pulled you close enough where your heads barely had to move at all to kiss.

    You were woken up in the movie theater by the kid Ethan was babysitting—Tim, as Ethan had called him—cheering because Chris Kringle had successfully used the ‘Santa Swap’ to win the championship game against South Heights. At least, you thought Ethan had called him Tim. Did Ethan only say that while you and him were trapped in the movie? Was any of that real at all?

    Dread filled you when you started to think that Ethan had never actually kissed you, it had been a dream. That dread doubled when you realized that you had fallen asleep on Ethan’s shoulder.

    You slowly started to raise your head because you had a feeling that Ethan had fallen asleep too, and you thought maybe you could save yourself some embarrassment.

    However, as soon as he could, and at the same time Chris kissed Noelle in the movie, Ethan kissed you too. “I just had the most amazing dream,” he whispered to you once you parted.

    Several thoughts raced through your head. Was it a dream? Is it possible for two people to have the same dream? Yet, you quickly realized that it didn’t matter because Ethan had just kissed you. He liked you! You finally got your Christmas wish.

    As you and Ethan walked out of the theater hand-in-hand, Ethan asked Tim, “So, nothing seemed weird about that movie, kid?”

    Tim shrugged it off. “Nope.”

    “Huh,” Ethan turned to you, you guessed probably to ask you how much you remembered, but Ethan gasped when he saw what you were wearing. “Holy shit.”

    Following Ethan’s eyeline, you spotted what had freaked him out so much. “Holy shit,” you repeated.

    You were still wearing Chris’ letterman.

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Author’s Note: Thank you so much for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it! I would also really appreciate a comment, if you have the time. If you would like to read more, I have more fics over on my page. You should check it out. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you! <3 <3 <3

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Rome 21st Birthday Celebration Masterlist

Hello. This here is the masterlist for the birthday celebration. This will have the things people request for in a number order and probably with a date with it. If you’d like to be tagged in this, let me know and I can tag you on everyone else’s gift. This will always be changing so double check this post whenever you can. You might get a notification of me adding your tag name but I’ll also send a message since Tumblr likes to mess up tags.

CHOICES MASTERLIST

Original Post

There are rules:

1. I won’t write or edit anything that is to do with racism, pedophilia, bigotry, religious racism, homophobia, LGBATQ discrimination, animal/child abuse, incest.

NO and if you request this, I will report and block you.

2. No explicit porn in visual format, I’m not comfortable editing that kind of thing and I’ll block you if you request that. (Writing it, is fine.)

3. If you request heavy topics like death, depression, alcoholism, mental health etc. Drop me a private message and we’ll workshop an idea to make sure it is healthy and not triggering.

So you can request the following three things:

A Video Edit: So I can make a video on whatever you want. If it’s a trailer for your fic or just a MV for your MC and LI.

A Photo Edit: I do photo editing as a side and similar to the video edit, I can make a front cover for a fic, a banner, MC edit with LI or a moodboard.

Fic: I write so I can do a quick drabble, headcanon or one shot on whatever you want. Can be fluff, angst or smut. Can do any genre or AU or fix-it. I can do tropes so whatever you want ... to an extent.

For now it’ll be choices characters and it can be any gender of characters you want. Here are the stories I can do:

Perfect Match, Open Heart, The Royal Masquerade, Ride or Die, The Royal Romance, Home for the Holidays, Nightbound, Bloodbound, Platinum, Distant Shores, Rising Tides, Save the Date, Foreign Affairs, Blades of Light and Shadow.

@camillemontespan​​ - In the Dark //Camilla Cabello// [Drake Walker x F!MC (Camille Montespan)] {Video Edit} - 03/02/2021

@masquerade-reimagined​ - The Royal Masquerade Posters [Kayden Vescovi x F!MC (Adrasteia Rosario)] {Photo Edit} - 16/02/2021

@anntoldst0ries​ - Fruits: Ethan Ramsey {Photo Edit} - 00/00/2021

@anntoldst0ries​ - Fruits: Noelle Sky Valentine {Photo Edit} - 18/02/2021

@tsrookie​ - I’m a Dad [Ethan Ramsey x MC (Alyssa Brooks)] {Fic} - 27/02/2021

@eleanorbloom​​ - Seasons Moodboard [Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Eleanor Bloom)] {Photo Edit}

drariellevalentine - One confused Dr. Ramsey [Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Arielle Valentine)} {Fic}

fluffyfirewhiskey - Memories never fade? [Damien Nazario x F!MC (Peach Park)] {Fic}

caseyvalentineramsey - Dusk ‘til Dawn //ZAYN ft. Sia// [Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Casey Valentine)] {Video Edit}

mercury84choices - Love of my Life //QUEEN// [Ethan Ramsey] {Video Edit}

melaninntae - Just Checking [Logan x Colt Kaneko x Mona x F!MC (Raine Woods)] {Fic}

lauren-raines-x - Night Hunt [Adrian Raines] {Photo Edit}

they-callme-ami - [Tobias Carrick] {Video Edit}

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Miscellaneous OCs

Name: Ginevra ‘Ginny’ Watson. Title: Bumblebee: No Rest For The Wicked. Fandom: Transformers. Summary: TBA. Faceclaim: Sofia Wylie.

Name: Princess Ruth of Camelot/Morticia of Ravenbow. Title: The Prophecy of Camelot. Fandom: The School For Good and Evil. Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Princess Helen of Camelot. Title: The Prophecy of Camelot. Fandom: The School For Good and Evil. Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Eva Anderson. Title: Kick Ass Lives On. Fandom: Kick Ass. Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Dawn. Title: Seldom All They Seem. Fandom: Maleficent. Summary: TBA. Faceclaim: Malina Welssman. 

Name: Luna/Willow. Title: Seldom All They Seem.  Fandom: Maleficent.  Summary: TBA. Faceclaim: Millie Bobby Brown. 

Name: Samantha ‘Sam’ Tennyson. Title: Young Plumbers. Fandom: Ben 10 (Classic Continuity). Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA. 

Name: Rook Shing. Title: Young Plumbers. Fandom: Ben 10 (Classic Continuity). Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Skye Thordottir/Sky Foster. Title: Princess Protection Program: Beyond Earth. Fandom: Princess Protection Program. Summary: TBA. Faceclaim: Millie Bobby Brown.

Name: Tess Carmen. Title: Princess Protection Program: Beyond Earth. Fandom: Princess Protection Program. Summary: TBA. Faceclaim: Peyton Elizabeth Lee. 

Name: Cecelia ‘Cece’ Ross.  Title: Welcome To The Owl House. Fandom: The Owl House. Summary: TBA. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Children Of The Moon: Summary Of The Story: When the Guardians defeated the Boogeyman, they believed they had defeated him for good and that it was over. How wrong they were. Soon, fear is being risen by Pitch Black somehow despite him being dead last they saw of him, and nightmares are growing as darkness threatens the world once more. The Guardians aren't alone in this fight though, as the Moon appears to have decided to take matters into his own hands, and chosen new guardians to be trained to be the new guardians. But can they be trained in time to defeat the darkness, or will the world finally be taken over by fear once more? Fandom: Rise of The Guardians. Quotev Link

*Alix- Eventual Guardian of Freedom- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Puck- Eventual Guardian of Mischief- Voiceclaim: TBA.  *Isleen- Eventual Guardian of Illusions- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Noelle- Eventual Guardian of Laughter- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Hyacinth/Hya- Eventual Guardian of Will- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Lavernia/Nia- Eventual Guardian of Wisdom- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Jemma Bennett- Child of Jamie- Voiceclaim: TBA. 

Upside Down: The Power Within: Summary of Series: TBA.  Fandom: Winx Club. 

*Lilith/Lily- Fairy of The Shadows- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Pandora- Fairy of Myths and Legends- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Holly- Fairy of Snow- Voiceclaim: TBA.  *Sonata- Fairy of Music- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Juliet- Fairy of Stars- Voiceclaim: TBA.

*Aurora- Witch of The Sun- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Lucine/Luci- Witch of The Moon- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Beryl- Witch of The Jewels- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Fauna- Witch of Animals- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Cinderella/Ella- Witch of Fire- Voiceclaim: TBA.

*Alexandra- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Charlotte/Charlie- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Grace- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Elijah- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Oliver- Voiceclaim: TBA.

The Next 9th Grade Ninja: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja.

*Wendy Burton- The New Ninja- Voiceclaim: TBA. *Mildred Watts- Best Friend- Voiceclaim: TBA.

Rising From The Ashes (Hunger Games What If): Summary of Book: TBA. Fandom: Hunger Games.

*Willow Hawthorne- Middle child of Prim and Rory- District 12 Tribute. *Fern Hawthorne- Eldest child of Prim and Rory. *Avina Barry- District 11 Tribute. *Grover- District 11 Tribute. *Elena and Finley- District 10 Tributes.  *Knox and Anya- District 9 Tributes. *Winter and Andres- District 8 Tributes. *Harlee and Damien- District 7 Tributes. *Tanner and Joelle- District 6 Tributes. *Mallory and Jensen- District 5 Tributes. *Jack and Lizzie- District 4 Tributes. *Daxton and Charlie- District 3 Tributes. *Roman and Clarisse- District 2 Tributes. *Quartz and Jasper- District 1 Tributes.

The Tale of Two Avatars: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Last Airbender/Korra.

*Anzu- Twin Fire Avatar. *Yuina- Twin Fire Avatar. *Minato- Firebender- Ally of Yuina.  *Silla- Waterbender- Ally of Anzu. *Xia- Earthbender- Ally of Anzu. *Dawa- Airbender- Ally of Anzu. *Youta- Airbender- Ally of Yuina. 

The Path of The New Avatar: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Last Airbender/Korra. 

*Gui- Believed Earth Avatar. *Cuifen- The real Avatar. *Arya- Jinora’s and Kai’s Child- AIrbender. *Yua- Korra’s and Asami’s Adopted Child- Firebender. *Panuk- Waterbender. *Rong- Twin Earthbender. *Suen- Twin Earthbender.

The Legacy of Magic: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Wizards of Waverly Place.

*Jenna Russo- Child of Justin and Juliet. *Sara Russo- Child of Justin and Juliet. *Kyle Russo- Child of Justin and Juliet. *Zoe Greyback- Only child of Alex and Mason. *Parker Beakerman- Child of Zeke and Harper. *Cooper Beakerman- Child of Zeke and Harper. *Harry Russo- Child of Max. 

Star Wars: The Force Lives On: Summary of Story: TBA. Fandom: Star Wars.

*Ailyn Skywalker- Adopted child of Rey and Finn- Jedi. *Solia Skywalker- Adopted twin child of Rey and Finn. *Vera Skywalker- Adopted twin child of Rey and Finn. *Tycho Skywalker- Adopted child of Rey and Finn. *Mide Skywalker- Adopted child of Rey and Finn.  *Daro Dameron- Child of Poe and Zoe. *Darth Rel/Crix Harend- Sith- Bad guy. 

Prime: The Next Geneation: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Transformers Prime. 

*Joseph ‘Joe’ Darby- Eldest child of Jack- Guardian: Arcee. *Jane Darby- Youngest child of Jack- Guardian: Arcee.  *Randy Esquivel- Only child of Raf- Guardian: Bumblebee. *Markus Lelung- Twin child of Miko- Guardian: Bulkhead. *Maisey Lelung- Twin child of Miko- Guardian: Bulkhead.

The New Mystery Gang:  Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Scooby Doo. 

*Dominic Jones- Eldest child of Fred and Daphne. *Frances Jones- Middle child of Fred and Daphne. *Donald Jones- Youngest child of Fred and Daphne. *Samantha ‘Sam’ Rogers- Child of Shaggy. *Stacey Rogers- Adopted child of Shaggy. *Vincent Dinkley- Child of Velma. *Vivian Dinkley- Child of Velma. *Swiper- Pup of Scooby. 

Once Upon A Time...: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Regal Academy.

*Felix Snowwhite- Eldest child of Rose and Hawk. *Lily Snowwhite- Middle child of Rose and Hawk. *Hugo Snowwhite- Youngest child of Rose and Hawk. *Suyin Beast- Twin child of Travis and Ling-Ling.  *Juan Beast- Twin child of Travis and Ling-Ling. *Nicholas Beast- Child of Astoria and Shawn. *Casper Beast- Child of Astoria and Shawn. *Hope Frog- Child of Joy and Esquire.  *Rickey Broomstick- Child of Vicky. *Mary Broomstick- Child of Cyrus. *Emerald Stepsister- Twin child of Ruby. *Jasper Stepsister- Twin child of Ruby. *Donna Ugly Duckling- Eldest child of Gerald. *Linda Ugly Duckling- Youngest child of Gerald. *Luke Whale- Child of Finn. *Hanna Tom Thumb- Child of Leene. *Rosette Swan- Eldest child of Odette. *Paulette Swan- Youngest child of Odette. *Pinocchian- ‘Child’ of Pinocchia.  *Ivy Ogre- Child of Violet.

Beyblade: Battle X: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Beyblade Metal Saga.

*Niko Goto- Female lead. *Asahl Sakurei- Computer user friend. *Sakura Tamura- Friend. *Emiko Imar- Rival.

Beyblade: Heirs: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Beyblade: Metal Saga.

*Pegasau Hagane- Eldest child of Gingka and Madoka. *Runa Hagane- Twin child of Gingka and Madoka.  *Seisho Hagane- Twin child of Gingka and Madoka. *Hoshi Hagane- Youngest child of Gingka and Madoka. *Ririsu/Yuri- Only child of Ryuga. *Reon Tategami- Eldest child of Kyoya.  *Shibere Tategami- Youngest child of Kyoya. *Unmei- Only child of Hyoma.  *Kayo Tendo- Only child of Yu. *Ajun Hazama- Eldest child of Hikaru.  *Demetora Otori- Only child of Tsubasa. *Heza Yumiya- Twin child of Kenta. *Maku Yumiya- Twin child of Kenta. *Deruta Kadoya- Twin child of Masaume.  *Jemini Kadoya- Twin child of Masaume.  *Evurin- Child of Doji- Leader of Nebula- Villain.

A Different Kind of Normal: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Lab Rats.

*Viola Davis- Bionic Girl. *Benjamin ‘Ben’ Jones- Bionic Boy. *Mariana ‘Mari’ Gonzalez- Bionic Girl. *Levi Owen- Crush of Ben. *Evelyn ‘Eve’ Tee- Crush- Friend-later-Crush of Viola. *Cameron Jackson- Friend of Mari. *Bella Newman- Best friend of Ben. *Milo Kingston- Bully of the three. *Wyatt Watson- Later villain. *Juliana Parker- Villain. *Trinity Stark- Main villain. *Hazel Reilly- Neighbor. 

Welcome to Sky High: Summary of Story: TBA. Fandom: Sky High. 

*Azalea ‘Aza’ Peace- Eldest child of Warren and Layla. *Florian Peace- Youngest child of Warren and Layla.  *Rachel Stronghold- Only child of Will. *Zane- Twin child of Magneta and Zach. *Seth- Twin child of Magneta and Zach. *Paige- Only child of Ethan.

Legacy of The Charmed Ones: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Charmed (Original). 

*Wyatt= Matthew, Pandora and Poppy Halliwell. *Chris= Penny, Pamela and Prudence Halliwell. *Melinda= Petra, Arthur and David Halliwell. *Peyton= Carter, Paulina and Patience Halliwell (all adopted). *P.J= Pearl, Hayden and Primrose Halliwell. *Parker= Jackson, Chase and Bailey Halliwell. *Tamora= Imogen, Maxwell and Lilith Mitchell. *Kat= Reed, Luke and Skylor Mitchell. *Henry. Jr= Simon and Jane Mitchell. 

Maddie 10: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Ben 10 (Classic Continuity). 

*Cameron ‘Cam’ Tennyson- Eldest child of Ben and Julie. *Madeline ‘Maddie’ Tennyson- Youngest child of Ben and Julie. *Roxanne ‘Roxie’ Tennyson- Only child of Gwen and Kevin. *Rook Quill- Eldest child of Rook Blonko.

The New Ninjago: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Lego Ninjago.

*Aine- Child of Skylar and Kai. *Ruth- Only child of Lloyd. *Frtiz- Robot child of Zane and P.I.X.A.L. *Orion- Eldest child of Cole. *Terra- Youngest child of Cole. *Clara- Eldest child of Jay and Nya. *Miles- Twin child of Jay and Nya. *Tobias- Twin child of Jay and Nya.

Danny Phantom: Next Generation: Summary of Series: TBA. Fandom: Danny Phantom.

*Freddie Fenton- Eldest child of Danny and Sam. *Regan Fenton- Middle child of Danny and Sam. *Spike Fenton- Youngest child of Danny and Sam. *Harley Foley- Eldest child of Tucker and Valerie. *Roxy Foley- Youngest child of Tucker and Valerie. *Harper Fenton- Only child of Jazz. *Poe Fenton- Only child of Dani. *Martin Baxter- Eldest child of Dash and Paulina. *Victoria Baxter- Youngest child of Dash and Paulina. *Hunter- Only child of Star and Kwan. *Joey- Only child of Mikey. *Aaron- Only child of Tiffany and Nathan. *Dylan Shaw- Friend of Freddie. *Wyatt Roberts- Friend of Freddie. *Ace Hyde- Friend of Freddie.

Zombies: Next Generation: Summary of Story: TBA. Fandom: Disney Zombies. 

*Zadie Necrodopolis- Twin child of Zed and Addison. *Zayne Necrodopolis- Twin child of Zed and Addison. *Zayla Necrodopolis- Youngest child of Zed and Addison. *Winona Zambi-Lykensen- Only child of Eliza and Willa. *Whitney Lykensen- Only child of Wyatt. *Wayne Barkawtiz- Only child of Wynter. *Bucky Buchanen. Jr- Eldest child of Bucky. *Briella Buchanen- Youngest child of Bucky. *Braxton- Twin child of Bree and Bonzo.  *Bryce- Twin child of Bree and Bonzo. *Kacey- Only child of Lacey. *Macey- Only child of Stacey. *Dacey- Only child of Jacey. *Gracey- Only child of Tracey. *Doris Dumpson- Villain. 

Winx Club: Next Generation:  Summary of Series: The Magic Dimension has long since remained to be safe ever since the Winx Club moved on with their lifes, a few becoming queens, a few becoming rich and a few remaining happy enough with their families. It is now a new year for schools like Alfea, Red Fountain, Cloud Tower and even one of the known Wizard schools, Boderra. Attending the schools are none other then the Winx's children, and many of their allies children too. But so are the Trix Children. Just as the new school year looks ready to be another typical one, the new generation finds themselves suffering under legacies, and most of all, the wrath of the new Trix. The Winx Children will have to reform their parents teams, gain allies and stop the Trix Children once and for all, before Magix turns into something its not.... Quotev Link Fandom: Winx Club.

*Aideen Daphne- Eldest child of Bloom and Sky- Fairy of Fireworks. *Ember Vanessa- Child of Bloom and Sky- Fairy of The Dragon Flame. *Kadence Martin- Eldest child of Musa and Riven- Fairy of Music.  *Luciana Luna-  Twin child of Stella and Brandon- Fairy of The Moon. *Azalea Miele- Child of Flora and Helia- Fairy of Art. *Maxima Musa- Child of Tecna and Timmy- Fairy of Technology. *Halzea Marion- Child of Daphne and Thoren- Fairy of Air. *Eva Morgana- Child of Roxy and Nex- Fairy of Mythological Beasts. *Nimue- Only child of Selina- Fairy of Snakes. *Rosabeth- Eldest child of Krystal and Roy- Fairy of Nature.  *Aurora Stormy- Child of Icy and Darko- Fairy of Snow.

*Kyra Bloom- Twin child of Stella and Brandon- Witch of The Sun. *Ursa Darcy- Eldest child of Ivy and Darko- Witch of Ice. *Tove Icy- Twin child of Stormy- Witch of Lightning. *Ophelia- Only child of Mirta and Lucy- Witch of The Burning Stars.  *Lilith- Only child of Diaspro- Witch of Jewels.

*Castor Mike- Child of Bloom and Sky. *Skylar Elizabeth- Child of Bloom and Sky. *Blair Tecna- Child of Musa and Riven. *Neron Radius- Eldest child of Stella and Brandon. *Lazuli Saladin- Eldest child of Flora and Helia. *Linux Jako- Eldest child of Tecna and Timmy. *Ethan Nex- Child of Daphne and Thoren.

*Kai Teredor- Twin child of Aisha and Nabu- Wizard of Waves.  *Musa Niobe- Twin child of Aisha and Nabu- Wizard of Healing. *Vulcan Oritel- Eldest child of Daphne and Thoren- Wizard of Fire. *Uri Sky- Child of Daphne and Thoren- Wizard of Legends. *Dillon Klaus- Eldest child of Roxy and Nex- Wizard of Animals. *Valhalla Riven- Only child of Darcy- Wizard of Illusions. *Raiden Crow- Twin child of Stormy- Wizard of Thunder.

*Hayden Thoren- Youngest child of Bloom and Sky. *Riya Flora- Twin child of Musa and Riven- Fairy of Sound. *Jaron Sky- Twin child of Musa and Riven- Wizard of Sound. *Thea Musa- Youngest child of Stella and Brandon- Fairy of Twilight. *Gale Rosabeth- Youngest child of Flora and Helia. *Zeno Nabu- Youngest child of Tecna and Timmy- Wizard of Electricity. *Corventina Ligeo- Youngest child of Aisha and Nabu.  *Jorck Aidan- Youngest child of Daphne and Thoren. *Lyall Thoren- Child of Roxy and Nex. *Kefira Nebula- Youngest child of Roxy and Nex. *North Valtor- Youngest child of Icy and Darko. 

Name: Clara Heafley. Title: Bodyguard: Prey. Fandom: Bodyguard. Summary: In a constantly changing world, the need for protection grows. A teenager is the least likely suspect for a protector- but that's exactly what Clara Heafley relies on to do her job. Her job? Being a professional bodyguard trained in surveillance, anti-ambush techniques, hostage survival and unarmed combat. When she's given the task to protect the Prime Minister's daughter, her protection skills face the ultimate test. Carla however, doesn't want protection. She just wants to have a normal life. Unaware that Clara is her bodyguard, she tries to hide from security while taking Clara along for the ride. But unknown to her and Clara, her father's rival is not willing to accept defeat. And with a common tactic being to target enemies loved ones, this anger slowly morphs him into a vulture, with the Prime Minister's daughter being his prey. Quotev Link Faceclaim/Voiceclaim: TBA. 

[myownantichrist]

Boys

A

Andrew vs. Aaron

Alan vs. Alexander

Aiden vs. Adam

B

Brennan vs. Brayden

Brandon vs. Braxton

Bentley vs. Brimley

C

Cayden vs. Camden

Cole vs. Cameron

Cade vs. Chandler

D

Denver vs. Dallas

Deklan vs. Dylan

David vs. Dennis

E

Ethan vs. Ezra

Eitan vs. Elijah

Emmanuel vs. Eden

F

Fabio vs. Ferdinand

Finnegan vs. Finley

Fernando vs. Frankie

G

Gavin vs. Gus

Gumby vs. Gerrick

George vs. Grant

H

Harper vs. Harley

Hayden vs. Henry

Harlow vs. Hank

I

Ian vs. Ivan

Indigo vs. Iris

Indiana vs. Iris

J

John vs. Jericho

Jacob vs. Jameson

Jasper vs. Jedidiah

K

Kayden vs. Koa

Kent vs. Kyle

Kevin vs. Konner

L

Lars vs. Liam

Levi vs. Lance

Lester vs. Lorenzo

M

Michael vs. Matthew

Maverick vs. Mason

Madison vs. Micah

N

Nolan vs. Nathan

Niko vs. Nathaniel

Nicholas vs. Nate

O

Ocean vs. Oscar

Orville vs. Otis

Otto vs. October

P

Patrick vs. Percy

Preston vs. Paisley

Parker vs. Passion

Q

Quincy vs. Quinn

Quada vs. Quinten

Quailen vs Quidditch

R

Raven vs. Riley

Rowan vs. Rod

Ray vs. Roy

S

Skylar vs. Scott

Storm vs. Steven < my favourite name for a son, if I ever have one..

Sorin vs. Solomon

T

Trevor vs. Travis

Todd vs. Taylor

Taytum vs. Tanner

U

Ulysses vs. Uman

Umbo vs. Uno

Utah vs. Usher

V

Vance vs. Vincent

Vern vs. Vayde

Vernon vs. Vayden

W

Walter vs. Wyatt

Wade vs. Winter

Wallace vs. Whisper

X

Xenon vs. Xayden

Xayler vs. Xavier

Xandon vs. Xennan

Y

Yvonne vs. Yonder

Yuletide vs. Yasser

Yancy vs. Yancer

Z

Zeeland vs. Zayden

Zion vs. Zenon

Zander vs. Zenner

Girls

A

Acacia vs. Alexa

Aurora vs. Annalise

Avonna vs. Alessandra

B

Brogan vs. Brooklyn

Bianca vs. Brigitta

Bailey vs. Brynn

C

Carlotta vs. Christine

Cheyenne vs. Cescily

Cecilia vs. Cassidy

D

Diedra (pronounced Dee-ay-druh) vs. Delilah

Devia vs. Daytona

Dakota vs. Darcy

E

Evonna vs. Eliana

Emerald vs. Evangeline

Eden vs. Eliza

F

Felicity vs. Fiona

Faith vs. Faye

Flavia (pronoucned Flah-wee-uh) vs. Flora

G

Grace vs. Gretchen

Genesis vs. Galaxy

Gabriella vs. Greta

H

Harper vs. Hope

Holly vs. Hailee

Harmony vs. Harvest

I

Imogene vs. Ivy

Isabella vs. Iris

Irene vs. Ingrid

J

Jessica vs. Jacinda

Jade vs. Juniper

Joanna vs. Joy

K

Kaleidoscope (Kallie for short) vs. Kaylee

Kennedy vs. Kendall

Katelyn vs. Katrina

L

Lacey vs. Linsey

Lynnea (proncounced Lynn-ay-uh) vs. Liberty

Lara vs. Lola

M

Morgan vs. Madison

Mackenzie vs. Miranda

Marissa vs. Monica

N

Nora vs. Natalie

Nevaeh (pronounced Nev-ay-uh) vs. Nicole

Niki vs. Noelle

O

Ophelia vs. Ocean

Olivia vs. Onna

Opal vs. October

P

Passion vs. Primrose

Penelope vs. Pixie

Pandora vs. Palace

Q

Quintessa vs. Quincy

Quaila vs. Quilala (Kwi–lah-lah)

Queen vs. Quiencia (Kwee-ence-ee-uh)

R

Reyna vs. Riley

Rosanna vs. Rosemary

Rhonda vs. Rodica (Roe-dee-kuh)

S

Skylar vs. Skye

Serena vs. Simone

Shailey vs. Sienna

T

Tessa vs. Taylor

Tia vs. Tiana

Taytum vs. Trixie

U

Una vs. Uta

Ulyssia (You-liss-ee-uh) vs. Umba

Ula vs. Ursula

V

Violet vs. Vylette

Veronica vs. Victoria

Valencia vs. Valerie

W

Wynona vs. Whitney

Wynter vs. Whisper

Willow vs. Wanda

X

Xaila vs. Xara

Xana vs. Xenon

Xavier vs. Xena

Y

Yasmin vs. Yvonne

Yvette vs Yolanda

Yori vs. Yaya

Z

Zayara vs. Zion

Zayana vs. Zoey

Zen vs. Zara

Final questions!

Your name (first and middle): Chloe Elizabeth.

Do you like it? Yeah.

What your parents almost named you: Clara.

Your favorite girl’s name (first and middle): I don't know.

List five unique names of girls you have met:

List five girl’s names you don’t like:

List five girls name you really like:

Your first best friend’s name: Janice.

Your siblings names: -

The name of the first pet that you loved: Brandy.

What you would be named if you were the opposite gender: Ian. Ew.

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FAR CRY 5 HOLIDAY EXCHANGE 2019 FIC

“One Dinner”

Deputy Noelle Bellemore/Joseph Seed, Ethan Seed, Jacob Seed

@kadaransmuggler

I hope I did Noelle justice and that you have just as much fun reading this as I did writing it!

Tags: Deputy x Joseph Seed, Deputy & Ethan Seed, Angst With A Happy Ending, Family Bonding

After seven years in complete solitude with nothing but concrete walls and each other, Joseph and Noelle knew each other staggeringly well. She could sense when he was troubled and she knew exactly what to say to ease his mind, and he could reliably assume her emotions based on her body language and the look in her eyes alone. The day he returned to New Eden, for example, she was furious. 

While she wasn’t exactly pleased that Ethan was so ready to declare his own father a lost cause, she understood - which is why she made no motion to stop him. But then a voice sounded from the crowd, and the people parted like the Red Sea to make way for their Father.

To say that Ethan was upset would be an understatement. It was understandable, considering that Joseph left without so much as a single goodbye. And Noelle? Oh, hell hath no fury like a mother with an upset child, whether the cause of that upset was her partner or not. She loved Joseph. He loved her. But that did not spare him. Not for one moment.

When they were alone, far from the eyes and ears of the New Edeners, she fell upon him like a storm and lectured him for two hours, detailing exactly how his actions affected his son. She didn’t stop until his cheeks were wet with tears and his fingers were trembling. And then, just as he realized how his one and only child was still so deeply influenced by him even in his twenty-first year, Noelle knelt down beside him, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and told him that she would always love them both. She was not without heart, and it did not please her to speak to her beloved this way, but she was determined to open Joseph’s eyes to the impact he had on Ethan.

One dinner is what she asked of him. One family dinner, with herself and Joseph and Ethan sitting together at a table with a proper meal in front of them, not to be disturbed by anyone, even Joseph’s siblings. 

“And if Ethan will not agree?” Joseph asked her, eyes still red from the revelation that fatherhood took hard work. “What then?”

“He will,” Noelle answered firmly. She pressed a kiss to Joseph’s forehead and left him to his thoughts as she went to find his son.

Their son.

She had all but adopted Ethan when she first laid eyes upon him. He was only a child, raw from the loss of his mother and wary of a father he’d never known. Joseph offered him a hug. He didn’t accept. But when he turned those big blue eyes that all the Seeds shared toward Noelle, his lower lip began to tremble and the walls he had carefully built up began to crack. She knelt beside him, and the minute she opened her arms invitingly, he fell into them and squeezed her so tightly his knuckles paled. 

He never called her “Mother,” but she didn’t mind. She knew no one could ever replace his mother, and she didn’t bother trying. She loved him like her own, and so long as he knew it, that was enough for her.

After speaking with Joseph, she found Ethan returning from the forest with Jacob, dragging a slain stag behind them. Jacob gave her a nod of acknowledgement. Ethan forced a smile.

“Can I borrow him?” she asked Jacob, folding her hands behind her back. “You’ll have him back shortly.”

“Up to him,” Jacob replied.

Ethan tempered a sigh and let go of the stag before wiping his hands on his thighs. “What do you want, Noelle?” he said, sounding sharper than he’d intended.

“Just to talk, nothing more,” she answered easily. “Walk with me?”

He glanced at Jacob, who nodded once as if giving permission. He joined Noelle as she started off at a leisurely pace toward the river.

“I understand why you’re upset,” she said gently. “And I hope you know that I’m grateful for everything you’ve done for New Eden.”

“You see how little it matters to these people. All they care about is their Father.” Ethan shook his head, trying to scatter the frustrated thoughts rolling in his mind. “I will never be him, not to them. Even if I share his face.”

“You share more than you think,” Noelle said with a soft smile. “You’re both brave. You’re both strong-willed. You’re both charismatic…” She gave Ethan a knowing look. “And you’re both stubborn. Neither of you can entertain the idea of a world where you just might be wrong.”

“I can,” Ethan protested. “I have been wrong before and I will be wrong again, no doubt. I was wrong to think that my father would return for me, for example.”

“Oh, Ethan…” Noelle stopped at the edge of the riverbed and took one of Ethan’s hands in both of her own. “Your father loves you. His priorities are just skewed right now. Seeing him ignore you the way he did when he returned, seeing the way the others turned away from you, it made me furious. I’m almost surprised you didn’t hear me yelling at your father all the way in the forest.”

The flicker of a smile made its way onto Ethan’s face. “And did he listen?”

“Yes, he did.” She ran one of her thumbs over the back of Ethan’s knuckles, slightly discolored from incessant training with the Chosen. “It took a few… choice words… at varying volumes…”

He gave a dry chuckle.

“…But I was able to show him how he hurt you. And he’d like to apologize to you.”

The smile disappeared, replaced in an instant by a bitter scowl. “So he sent you?” he scoffed. “He could not come himself, I see.”

“No, no.” Noelle brushed a strand of his wiry hair out of his face. “He wants to apologize in person. I said he should do so over dinner. A family dinner, just the three of us. We won’t be disturbed, and that way you can both talk freely. Say whatever’s on your mind. Anything at all. …With me as a mediator, of course. We don’t want it to get out of hand.”

Ethan looked past her at the rippling river. “I do not expect he will listen to me.”

Noelle shook her head slowly. “He will, Ethan. But you have to listen to him too.”

Another sigh, this one long and drawn-out. Eventually, he said, “All right. When is this family dinner?”

“Dusk,” she answered. “We’ll be in the house on the hill.”

Ethan took his hand back and crossed his arms. “I cannot rid myself of the feeling that I will regret this, but… I will try. For you, if not him.”

“That’s all I ask,” Noelle said. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed a motherly kiss to his forehead, then smiled at him once more before returning to the main village.

Ethan gently kicked a small pebble into the river. It sank lamely into the thick mud at its edge. With a shake of his head, he shut his eyes and muttered to himself, “Now he wants to apologize. Mother, give me strength.”

After he returned to the village and began to help Jacob skin and dress the meat of the stag they took down, dusk fell upon him all too quickly. He washed his hands, pulled his hair out of his face, and steeled himself for inevitable disappointment before making his way toward the house on the hill, distant from the other huts and the chapel. He clenched and unclenched his fists a few times, taking deep, measured breaths, and finally knocked on the archway before stepping inside.

Joseph stood from his place at the table. “Son,” he said quietly, almost reverently.

“Father,” Ethan returned evenly.

“I’m so glad you came,” Noelle said warmly, beckoning him to sit beside her. “Come on, now, the food’s going to get cold.”

The spread was wholly tempting, and Ethan’s stomach growled as the smells of roasted venison and vegetables reached him. He sat down, even though his legs were a bit too long for the chair and his knees almost hit the table, and as Noelle started carving slices of venison for each of them, he took a helping of vegetables and began to eat.

An uncomfortable silence overtook them as Joseph stiffly took his share and Noelle gave them both their venison before serving herself. She took note of the tension in the air and took a deep breath before saying, “So! Ethan, how was your hunt with Jacob?”

“He found a stag. I killed it.” Ethan took a bite of his venison, eyes fixed on Joseph.

“You’re becoming quite the hunter, Ethan,” he said, doing his best to sound warm.

Ethan’s feet pressed harder against the floor. “Thank you,” he managed. “Jacob is a good teacher.”

“I’m glad you get along with him. I was… worried my brothers would not accept you, but it’s clear that they love you as much as I do.” Joseph studied his son intently, waiting for the inevitable fallout of that statement, but Ethan simply lowered his eyes and continued eating.

More silence. It felt like the biting chill of winter, filling the room and freezing Joseph in place.

Noelle folded her hands in her lap. She knew she needed to keep them talking until they both said all they needed to say. After a deep breath, she committed. “Joseph. I believe it was unfair of you to leave without telling anyone.”

“Without telling me, you mean,” Ethan muttered after a sip of water.

“No, Ethan, I mean anyone. Even me.”

He narrowed his eyes at her. “You’re lying. He tells you everything.”

“Not this.” She turned her gaze to Joseph. “That morning, he kissed my cheek, said ‘Look north,’ and left without another word. I didn’t think anything of it; he always says odd things like that.”

A self-conscious smile flickered on Joseph’s lips for a moment. Noelle returned the expression with a brighter, steadier one, her eyes holding untold affection even despite the tough love she’d shown him earlier.

Ethan, however, only felt frustration boiling in his throat. “You didn’t even tell her?”

“I didn’t tell anyone, Ethan,” Joseph said quietly. “Not Noelle. Not my siblings. Not my son.” He paused, wetting his lips and swallowing down the sour silence. “I’m sorry.”

Ethan leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxing somewhat. “You should be,” he said icily. The words landed hard, and as he watched his father wince, he felt a twinge of guilt. He forced it away. “I made so many sacrifices for ‘your children.’ I led them. Alone.”

“Ethan.” Noelle’s voice was gentle, and she placed her hand atop one of his as it rested on the table, curled into a fist. “That’s not true. Your aunt and uncles helped. So did I.”

His fingers slowly relaxed underneath hers, even as his hackles rose. “You advised,” he corrected. “I still made all the decisions. They all still came to me whenever they needed something. Any time they would have gone to the Father, they came to me, saying I was the closest thing they had to him. As if that is all I am - an extension of you. And still, have I heard a single word of thanks?” 

The momentary pause was bitter. Without warning, Ethan smacked his free fist against the table and answered his own question with a cry: “Never!”

Noelle reached across the gap between her chair and Ethan’s and began to rub small, soothing circles on his back. “Shhh…” she breathed gently. “I know it’s frustrating. I told him that.”

Joseph folded his hands on the table. “You deserve recognition for everything you’ve done, Ethan. I want you to know that I appreciate your efforts… and that I’m proud of you.”

Ethan’s throat bobbed as he swallowed down his next words. They held too much venom. Instead, he focused on the feeling of Noelle’s warm hand on his back and let his father’s words sink in.

He is proud.

“My children will come to respect you,” Joseph continued softly. “I will encourage them to remember who guided them in my absence.”

Ethan’s mood - and expression - immediately soured, all of the warmth of his father’s pride iced over in an instant. “Your children,” he snapped, emphasizing the word bitterly, “would do anything if the Father asked them to. Why would I want forced appreciation? They take the words from your mouth by rote; how genuine could their thanks possibly be if the sentiment is simply repeated from you?”

Noelle gave Joseph a warning glance, then turned a softer gaze toward Ethan. “Your father can gently encourage them to think of you, but that’s the best he can do without putting words in their mouths outright. Would that be alright?”

Ethan relaxed his jaw, speaking again only after a long pause. “Fine. I suspect you enjoy the company of your children more than mine in any case.”

“Ethan, that isn’t fair,” Noelle said quietly, giving his shoulder a light squeeze. “You know he loves you.”

“Yes, I’m sure he does. He loves all his children.” His stare was ice-cold as he fixed his eyes upon his father’s. “Doesn’t he?”

Joseph’s heart sank. “I… yes, of course I do.”

“And I am just the same as them, am I not?” Ethan’s tone grew colder and colder with every word he spoke. “Blood matters little - those were your words. Just as Faith is your sister, all of your children are my siblings. Just one big family, aren’t we, Father?”

“Of course, but—“

“See?” Ethan pushed his chair out abruptly and rose to his feet. “You don’t care any more for me than you do for them. We are all equal to you, aren’t we? Never mind the fact that I am your son. Never mind the fact that my mother died just so I could have a chance to meet you! She wanted so badly for me to have a father, for you to have a son, that she walked barefoot through a wasteland with a toddler on her back and all she received in return was death. But of course, none of that matters to you, does it? You’re not even passing leadership down to me. All I am to you is just another one of your multitude of children.” He looked furiously from Joseph to Noelle, then back again. “I don’t know what I was expecting, coming here.”

He turned to leave, but Noelle stood and blocked his path. “Ethan,” she insisted, “please, stay. Let him answer, at least, and if you don’t like what he says, then you can go. Just… give him a minute. For me, if nothing else.”

Joseph stood up as well, and walked slowly around the table until he was standing in front of Ethan. It felt odd, how he had shrunk with age and his son had grown so much. It seemed like only moments ago, Ethan was no higher than his waist.

Noelle took a short step back, letting the two most important men in her life look each other directly in the eyes. This is the kind of talk she had hoped for. Nothing held back. Nothing left unsaid.

Joseph’s voice was lower than a whispered prayer and twice as reverent. “Ethan. My son. …I am so sorry.”

“That’s not enough,” Ethan muttered.

“I know.” Joseph drew in a slow breath. “Sorry cannot bring your mother back. Sorry cannot return the time I should have had with you but squandered instead. Sorry does nothing. But it’s all that I have.” He looked at his son with pleading eyes and a trembling chin. “The flock… they are my children, yes. But they will never be you. And you will never be them. They are my children, but you are my son. I only have one. I have only ever had one. Even when I ignored you. Even when I pushed you. Even when I treated you no differently than them, you have always been my son.”

Slowly, he raised his hands to Ethan’s shoulders, and as his eyes shone with unshed tears, he said, “I have always, always loved you, Ethan. I love you in a way I will never love any other being in this world. I will never love my siblings, or Noelle, or even God Himself the same way I love you. You are my only child. Being your father is a privilege I have not always been worthy of. All I can do now is apologize, and promise to try my very hardest to become worthy of that privilege again.”

Ethan’s lips twitched and his eyes burned. He looked up to the ceiling, blinked, and inhaled deeply, steadying his voice and his expression before looking back to his father. “That… is all I can ask.”

“May I?” Joseph asked, opening his arms as an invitation.

After a moment, Ethan nodded, and Joseph wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly. Ethan’s body was rigid, but with a low sigh, he began to relax. With one arm, he lightly hugged his father in return, and though he pulled away quickly, he felt a lingering warmth from the embrace as he adjusted his tunic.

“I’m proud of you both,” said Noelle with a soft smile. “I’m not expecting this to fix everything overnight, but… I think this will help. No, I know this will help.” 

Ethan lowered his gaze to his feet, feeling smaller than he thought he would. “I hope it does,” he replied quietly. “I’d… like to take some time to think about all of this.”

“Of course.” She gave him a hug as brief and light as a breeze, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss his forehead before folding her hands in front of her. “Go on. Take as much time as you need. It’s a lovely night to sleep under the stars.”

He nodded absently. “Goodnight, Noelle.” After a moment, he looked back to Joseph, and with a lower, softer voice, he managed, “Goodnight, Father.”

With every note of tenderness he could muster, Joseph answered, “Goodnight, my son.”

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The Signs (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart 3, post Chapter 11 Pairing: Dr Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr Noelle Valentine) Word Count/Rating: 1.6k, T Summary: After moments of passion and confessions, Ethan finds himself unable to fall asleep. Category/Warnings: Fluff, None

A/N: They are riding on Hawaiian waves, I am riding on the wave of fluff.

He witnessed the scene countless times during his career.

People squeezed in hospital corridors on horribly uncomfortable plastic chairs, air filled with hope of receiving the good news on their loved ones’ health, shared by many souls simultaneously. Wives resting their heads on husbands’ shoulders, mothers holding children perseveringly, their arms and legs numb and asleep. Some of them unmoving, save for shallow breaths and occasional blinks. Tired, on the verge of emaciation, haven’t had a wink of sleep in god knows how long.

How were they doing this? Where did they take this superhuman strength from?

Ethan could never fully comprehend this.

It was the sort of power he never really experienced in his life.

Until now.

Because when Noelle’s head found its haven on the sea of his chest, there wasn’t anything he wanted more than to become completely still, to hold his breath and be the pillow of safety she nestles up to.

He’d do whatever it takes to preserve her sleep, which, right now, was the most fragile and precious thing in the world to him.

It was a sign.

They lay in the aftermath of the afterglow, two castaways of the storm called life which, despite hurting them both really badly, also helped them find each other.

Them against the world.

Tropical Hawaiian air, sticky and dense, filled the room already soaked with lust.

It was heavy, failing to provide even the slightest relief amidst pervasive heat.

Because it was the type of heat that didn’t have much to do with the temperature.

It was the ardor of lovers.

Written on their curves were the stories of worship and promises of stories yet to be told.

They claimed each other's bodies a couple of times this night, engulfed in waves of desire bigger and stronger than the ones breaking on the shore outside the hotel windows.

The tidal waves hitting them, every next one with more might then its predecessor, their whole world encapsulated in the sounds of pleasure.

And something else.

In those moments, they were so much more than just a combination of skin, bones, muscles and ligaments succumbing to the march of time.

They were everlasting.

As doctors, they were reminded of their own mortality every second of every working hour.

But now, they were invincible, only if for a night.

When they moved in perfect unison, he saw something in her eyes.

He didn’t know what to call it, but he knew what it felt like.

Unconditional.

Their clothes and belongings were scattered all over the floor, the only witnesses of the wedding night fever.

It was the type of mess that was actually a proof of a perfect order.

The only kind of disarray he could live in permanently.

Signs.

Every cell of Ethan’s body craved sleep. But his eyes were wide open, defying the laws of gravity. And his mind was on overdrive. He couldn’t help but reminisce.

Two years ago he kissed her for the first time.

He could tell you exactly what happened right before and after the kiss. He could describe every second, every detail, every thought. But when their lips touched, he forgot his own name. And everything else he thought he knew.

A year ago he was fighting for her life.

Back then, Ethan didn’t know how strong he really was. Until being strong was the only choice he had.

Today, she was right here beside him and it was almost surreal. She was so close that he would notice the rising and falling of her chest. The rhythm of her breath.

It took him long to believe they could have a happy ending.

Too long, he kept reprimanding himself.

Yet the signs were there, if one only looked.

They were all around.

Ethan thought of all the people who made him the man and the doctor he was today.

Dolores. His first patient turned friend, the tragic and unjust loss. Baby Ethan’s fight. The night when nature played the cruelest eye for an eye game. Life for life. The night he started seeing Noelle Valentine through a brand new lens. He never told anyone, but seeing them so vulnerable awoke something in him. His own sensitivity, buried beneath the layers of grumpiness and indifference. Thick doctor skin.

Naveen. Ethan wished he could wipe the images out of his head. Seeing the man who taught him everything shrink and almost disappear was one of the hardest things he had to face in his whole life. Truth be told, he only made it through because she shared the burden with him. Because she saved Naveen. This delicate, slightly-built woman. The warrior. His Noelle. She made him so proud.

Louise. What his mother did to him was beyond repair. The cross he carried with him, anywhere he went. But in a short period of time Noelle achieved something he couldn’t do for years. Forgive. Never forget. Forgive and finally understand that even broken souls deserve the unbreakable love.

Dad. The man who, despite all the adversities, always had time for his child. But that didn't stop Ethan from resenting Alan for always justifying what Louise did. He couldn't understand, even though it was so simple. Love. In the realms of medicine, Ethan was in his element. But the concept of unconditional love was estranged. Until he met her. Not only did she mend the broken fence between father and son, but also showed him that some things truly are unexplainable and can only be understood with heart, not mind.

Tobias - his former best friend then best rival and now...best not to talk about it too much. Only Noelle had the power of talking Ethan into considering looking at Tobias in a different light. She laughed at the idea of holding the grudge forever. She challenged him and called him out on his bullshit.

Every relationship that meant something to him, had irreversibly been impacted by the force of a once clueless intern.

She signed them all.

Suddenly, she peeled away from his chest and rolled over to the left, so that her back was now facing him. Having covered her with a thin sheet, his fingers brushed her shoulder blades ever so lightly, as if anything more than this could hurt her.

It took all the willpower in the world to stop himself, for he wanted to touch every single millimeter of her being.

He wanted to draw the maps on her back. Maps of all the places they are going to discover together. The highways of their world. The plans of all the cities they will tower over. Write the words of pure adoration. The stories yet to unfold.

At the risk of looking like a creep, he slowly inhaled her smell. He wished there was a way to capture and bottle it, so he could carry it with him everywhere. His favourite perfume in the whole wide world.

Noelle shuddered lightly and the tiny movement startled him. Maybe she was trying to shoo a bad dream away.

“You are just a few inches away… and this is the longest distance between us I’m willing to put. No more running.” He whispered and kissed her hair lovingly. As if on cue, her breath returned to its regular rhythm, the tension leaving her muscles.

Part of him hoped she was asleep. Another wished she’d heard every single word. After all, he wasn’t best at translating feelings into words. Or maybe he was actually afraid that once he started, nothing would stop him.

Not only from telling her how he’s never felt this way about anyone, but also how everything fades whenever she’s around. How all the hospital drama dissipates, because everything is figureoutable as long as he knows she’s safe and sound. How, if he couldn’t run, he’d walk. If he couldn’t walk, he’d crawl. To her.

Today has done something to him.

Celebration of Ines’ love. Zaid’s speech. Being surrounded by people he no longer considered co-workers only. His friends.

Ethan lied. “I've never felt this way about anyone... and I don't know if I ever will again." Because he is certain he never will again. But more importantly, he never wants to.

Words echoed throughout his head.

“What I didn't expect was to meet the kindest, sweetest, most amazing doctor I've ever known... and the best friend I've ever had.” That was exactly what happened to him when one intern crossed the threshold of Edenbrook hospital...and inadvertently his life.

A crazy thought was born in his head. Completely irrational. And not a bad idea.

He hoped Zaid wouldn’t mind if he’d stolen the line and used it for his wedding vows. That is, if she agreed to share the rest of her life with him. There was always a dose of uncertainty.

But the idea certainly didn’t sound so scary anymore. Quite the contrary.

~~~

Noelle woke up in a couple of paradises simultaneously.

The tropical paradise.

The physical paradise of total satisfaction.

The paradisiacal view of Ethan Ramsey’s perfect body.

“Good morning.” She murmured to the man on the balcony, who, despite the heavenly view of Hawaii stretching behind him, had his eyes set firmly on her.

“Good morning indeed.” He replied with an unknown sweetness in his voice, that surprised even him.

And he really meant it.

This was a good sign.

Fantastic even.

Maybe the best one ever.

~~

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Moodboard Masterlist

Currently making content for: Mostly Choices with a bit of Harry Potter, Interactive Fiction and Random Aesthetics

Links: My Fanfic Masterlist I My sideblog exclusively for aesthetics: @noctilucentclouds​

Last Updated: 24th October, 2021

Moodboards

Day 11 of an edit a day - Luna Pagonis

Day 2 of an edit a day - Teal (Pooja, Lydia, Sienna & Margita)

Green is the colour of nature's heart : Margita Viblemo (For CMC 2021, Day 17)

Soulmates aren't just lovers: Vintage Ethan x Pooja Moodboard (For CFC 2021 Day 23 - Vintage)

A little bit of sweetness can draw out a whole lot of bitterness (Ethan x Pooja): Ver 1 I Ver 2 (For COC 2020 Day 22 - Chocolate)

Autumn is the Second Spring: Ethan x Pooja (For COC 2020 Day 7 - Nature)

Two Dolphins in a sea of sharks: Sienna & Pooja (For Day 6 of Sienna Trinh Appreciation Week)

Double Oh Tiny: Sienna (For Day 5 of Sienna Trinh Appreciation Week)

The Bestest Best Friend: Sienna (For Day 4 of Sienna Trinh Appreciation Week)

Baking Magic: Sienna (For Day 3 of Sienna Trinh Appreciation Week)

Open Heart f!MC Moodboards, Part 1 I Part 2

Pooja Sharma: Dark Academia

Character Posters

Dr Pooja Sharma

Dr Ethan Ramsey

Dr Bryce Lahela

Dr Jackie Varma

Pantone Colour Palette Series

Dr Ethan Ramsey - Snow Blue

GIF Edits

Pooja x Ethan: Their Story

Bryce x Lydia: Nothing Less than Forever

Jackie x Margita: You & Me

Alex x Mark: You’re my person

Song Edits, Polaroids & Others

Gimme the Pose (Ethan, Pooja, Alex and Mark) - Day 10 of an edit a day

Beyond the Horizon: Bryce x Lydia - Day 8 of an edit a day

Detectives by Chance, Book Cover-ish

Black & White Part 1: Ethan x Pooja (For CFC 2021 Day 26 - Lyric)

Black & White Part 2: Alex x Mark (For CFC 2021 Day 26 - Lyric)

A look inside Pooja's Phone (As a part of the TPL series)

A look inside Alekhya's Phone (As a part of the TPL series)

OPH LI Headers

When Always became Forever: Ethan x Pooja, Wedding at a glance (For the Newlywed Games)

Pooja x Ethan: Relationship at a glance

For Others

Birthdays and other celebrations

He loved her with all his five senses: Ethan x Marchia

Dr Rebecca Lao & Dr Odette Hall

Moodboard for OHFFs 1st anniversary celebrations

Bryce Lahela x Casey Valentine

Dr Kaavya Elina Valentine

Dr Alessia Rossi

Giveaway

Ethan x Aparna: Like the Shoreline & the Sea

Grand Mentor Naveen Banerji

Bryce Lahela: The Golden Boy

Pairing edit asks/requests

I told the sunsets about you: Ethan x Olivia

My heart writes letters to yours in blue ink: Ethan x Jill

Memories etched in Black & White: Ethan x Josie

A love as serene as the pastel blue sky: Ethan x Anna

I love the glimmer of pink glitter in your eyes: Ethan x Meera

Paint us in honey gold: Ethan x Lilac

You give me butterflies: Ethan x Victoria

Love me like you do: Ethan x Anj

Us is beautiful: Ethan x Natalie

Pour Toujours: Tobias x Camila

Togetherness: Tobias x Aria

Milestones of a life together: Ethan x MC

Yeh Dooriyan: Ethan x Meera (Lockscreens)

Character Edit asks/requests

Chase Kallenberg: OPH m!MC

Pairing moodboard asks/requests

Worlds change when eyes meet: Ethan x Ellie

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE: Ethan x Evelyn

The warmest light is your body: Ethan x Noelle

Everything carries me to you: Ethan x Anastasia

Perfect: Ethan x Alishka

Life as Parents: Ethan x Anj

My love is yours if you are willing to take it: Ethan x Olivia

Their Wedding: Ethan x Anj

The start of something new: Bryce x Alessia (based on this)

I think you are the moon: Adrian x Evelyn

Ethan x Anj in Sage Green

Love slap raid chain asks

Eve Valentine

Lilac Allende

Alessia Rossi

Kaavya Valentine

Anna Grace

Arielle Valentine

Casey Valentine

Arundhati Kulkarni

Character posters

Ethan x Alessia

Arundhati x Ethan

Alessia x Bryce

Leah Garcia

Lily Grey

Serena Harlow

Lana Brooks

Brooke Spiers

Ethan x MC

Meredith Grey

Victoria Clarke

Alishka Roy

Cassie Valentine

Meera Bose

Marchia Bisognin

Chiara Ray

Liam Rys

Ellie Shepherd

Diana Ramirez

Genevieve McClure

Anna Valentine

Olivia Valentine

Eiselee Blake

Evelyn Long

Anj Valentine

Abigail Chacko

Natalie Cusack

Lilac Allende

Fanfic writers appreciation

Alishka x Ethan

Lilac x Ethan

Diana x Ethan

Meera x Ethan

Meredith x Ethan

Genevieve x Ethan

Brooke x Ethan

Chiara x Ethan

Evelyn x Ethan

Marchia x Ethan

Natalie x Ethan

Olivia x Ethan

Anj x Ethan

Alessia x Bryce

Abigail x Ethan

Evelyn x Adrian

Lana x Ethan

Leah x Ethan

Anna x Ethan

Josie x Ethan

Celia x Ethan

Alyssa x Ethan

Ellie x Ethan

Serena x Ethan

Victoria x Ethan

Cassie x Ethan

Arundhati x Ethan

Christmas 2020

Ethan Ramsey x Casey Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x Alessia Rossi

Ethan Ramsey x Eve Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x Maeve Harlow

Ethan Ramsey x Arielle Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x Denise Hogan

Ethan Ramsey x Kaavya Valentine

Bryce Lahela x Casey Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x Leah Garcia

Ethan Ramsey x Abigail Chacko

Ethan Ramsey x Lana Brooks

Ethan Ramsey x Lilac Allende

Ethan Ramsey x Valerie Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x f!MC

Gift Exchange 2020

Bryce Lahela x Iros Valentine

Ethan Ramsey x Arundhati Kulkarni: Part 1 I Part 2

Random

Unquenched, Unquenchable (Teaser to @/nikki-2406's OPH x Vampires crossover fic)

Valerie Valentine X Ethan Ramsey (a.k.a my OTP#2)

By Others

Pooja Sharma GIF by @a-crepusculo

Pooja Sharma Wallpaper by @happiness21

Pooja x Ethan Moodboard by @adiehardfan

You're my favourite person: Ethan x Pooja by @parkbarks

Dr Pooja Sharma for Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day by @aestheticartsx

Ethan x Pooja moodboard by @aestheticartsx

Pooja Sharma Moodboard by @mysticaurathings

Ethan x Pooja Moodboard by @udishaman

Ethan x Pooja Moodboard by @aestheticartsx

Ethan x Pooja Moodboard by @jamespotterthefirst

Moodboards

TRR MC (My 1st moodboard ever hshksa)

If you can stand, you can fight: Olivia Nevrakis

The time is always right to do what is right: King Liam

But first, Whiskey: Drake Walker

Dance like nobody's watching: Maxwell Beaumont

Why walk, when you can dance: Maxwell Beaumont

Modesty is the highest elegance: Hana Lee

A cup of tea solves everything: Hana Lee

The pets of TRR

Happiness is not in money, but in shopping: Liam x Odette (For COC 2020 Day 27 - Shopping)

How sweet it is to be love by you: Liam x Odette (For CFC 2021 Day 23 - Vintage)

Day 2 of an edit a day - Teal (Odette)

Day 5 of an edit a day - Cuteness-An aesthetic (TRR Pets)

Social Media Edits

Day 6: Sparkle - Odette x Liam (Picta Edit)

Chapter wise moodboard series (Liam x MC)

TRR Book 1

Adventure Awaits: Chapter 1

Royalty has a magic of its own: Chapter 2

And so it begins: Chapter 3

The future is an ever-shifting maze of possibilities until it becomes the present: Chapter 4

Song Edits

Love Story: Liam x Odette - Day 18 of an edit a day

Christmas 2020:

Royal Soul: Liam Rys x Odette Dawson

You're like really pretty: Liam Rys x Odette Dawson

Fanfic writers appreciation:

Liam x Riley

Tumblr Hug asks:

Odette Dawson

Giveaway:

Meet Jessica Garcia

Love of Eternities: Jessica x Liam

King Liam in Dark Academia

You're such a perfect little arrangement of atoms: Liam x Odette

The colours of King Liam

Liam x Riley: Valtoria

Liam x Riley: Proposal

Pairing edit asks/requests:

King Liam Rys x MC

Best Buds? Mayhaps, Mayhaps Not: Maxwell & Drake

Moodboard asks/requests:

King Liam as a Dad

Moodboards:

Kate O' Malley

Gife Exchange 2020:

Veil of Secrets: The Story

Character Posters & Book Aesthetics:

Ride or Die: The Story (For RoDAW 2021 Day 7 - Wild Card)

How strange to dream of you, even when I am wide awake: Mona (For RoDAW 2021 Day 3 - Mona)

You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have: Colt Kaneko (For RoDAW 2021 Day 2 - Colt)

Perhaps we’re wishing for each other upon the same star: Logan (For RoDAW 2021 Day 1 - Logan)

Character Posters:

Rhosyn Day I Luz Mendez

Eiko Matsunaga | Thomas Mendez

Levi Schuler | Alma Velasco

Lelia Day

Giveaway Prizes:

Thomas Hunt (RCD)

Samuel Dalton (TNA)

Love Slap Raid Chain Moodboards:

Green Aesthetics

Teal Aesthetics

Birthdays & Other Celebrations:

Maia Wiseman

Alex Spencer x Thomas Hunt

Gift Exchange 2020

Harry Potter: The Books

House Slytherin

House Ravenclaw

House Hufflepuff

House Gryffindor

Christmas 2020

Taylor Swift: Evermore

[skaikruwheda]

Holisss!

Lo prometido es deuda, así que bajo el readmore  dejaré todo lo que tengo en drafts, coloqué titulo y la ship, esto para que recuerden(?? que pj es y la trama que llevábamos, en mi opinión estos threads ya están super viejos, mi culpa lo sé, pero quien guste seguir una trama parecida con los mismos personajes me puede decir y abrir algo nuevo :) basado en el hilo que llevábamos, y quien no, solo dígame para sacar todo de borradores. 

Aprovecho para comentar que, intentaré volver al indie, seré lenta porque bueno, no se si muchos sepan o no, pero ya estoy trabajando, y literal trabajo todo el día, no me da mucho tiempo de hacer cosas una vez llego a mi casa pero, si estaré entrando una, dos o hasta tres veces a la semana, por eso mismo no abriré tantos convos a como estaba acostumbrada, porque entonces no me dará la vida hahaha. anyway, si alguien gusta crear algo nuevo, algo basado en lo viejo, o simplemente le apetezca rolear conmigo, estoy a un mensaje de distancia. 

IMPORTANTE: Todos los threads que estan a continuación los voy a dejar. A excepción de los dos que no he respondido, en caso de que las personas gusten que responda

@melcdramv 

Smut - Rooney x Elodie

i don't wanna say goodbye - Rooney x Elodie

new heaven verse  - Leah x Billie 

@bubblesxndunicorns 

 Starter call - Aitana x Giulia    

@hctwasabi

 once upon a crash - Aitana x Tabitha

@glassbridgc 

 starter random - Leslie  x ( aun no respondía :c )

@iconicrestless 

snow storm - Bismillah x Roger

random - Mick x Lisiel 

@sing-ohmusa

an unusual kiss - Éire x Buda

i'm not crazy...  - Sahira x Cassian

not without my permission - Arash x Lennox

open starter - Arash x Felicity

Daga en la oscuridad au - Arash x Lennox

Cómo Ocultar Evidencia y No Morir en el Intento - Éire x Buda

¡Surprise motherfucker! - Arash x Lennox x Hoggs

Summer memories - Bismillah x Teddy

@lvtchees

starter - Franccesca x ( creo que iba a responder con una florence )

@xlittleprinccss

 Well, we’ve never been this desperate before - Aleksandra x Arash

random - Lucifer x Chloe

random - Ethan x Hayley

wishlist - Rocco x Stephanie

Harry Potter Verse - Eidean x Rose

@teen4gedre4mers​

Wishlist - Jordan x Eva 

I never meant to hurt you. - Arash x Eleanor

random - Silvana x Maggie

wishlist - Jaidev y Olivia

open starter - Bethany x Ethan

open starter - Terri x Juliette

SMS - Waylon x Ambar

bedford verse - Waylon x Ambar

bedford verse - Mitch x Ambar

bedford verse - Mitch x Delilah

open starter - Abrielle x Valerie

open starter - Tessa x Abril

@regvlus-black​

what’s wrong with me?  - Arash x Aurora

Meme - Victoria x Valentino

@lovclyfcrx​

Familia De Luca - Lina x Isabella x Lisandro 

random - Jake x Kalea

auburn verse - Waylon x Tessa

@kthxrsis

Familia De Luca - Lina x Isabella x Lisandro

@ultimatexrunner

AU - Hailee x Luke 

AU old - Mileena x Luke

random - Kaylee x Damian 

random - Lena x Damian

I need you - Mileena x Luke 

random - Rose x Luke

random - Ren x Oliver

@easytolovc

open starter - Ivana x Millicent

open starter - Kenzi x Amanda

starter call - Madison x Katie

random - Rocco x Lisa 

@grxveyard

why won’t you look at me? - Alexa x Zac

@drxmx-qxxxn

auburn verse - Waylon x Karma

@thewolfieprincexrp

random - Waylon x Luka

@littlebxxstard‌

open starter - Everett x Emma

open starter - Jaidev x Mirella

@astridxindierp

open starter - Freya x Agnes 

open starter - Lucas x Tom

auburn verse - Noelle x Camyl

@andrake-indierp

breathstyn verse - Alexa x Lander

breathstyn verse - Lex x André

@rperindie

open starter - Ashley x Maddy 

@gwenstacvs

wishlist - Ana Lucía x Cassandra

random - Lena x Kira

[ramseyandrys]

Headcanon: Ethan and MC’s Children

Alright, I’m not going to lie. I teared up a few times while writing this, but, not to worry, it’s all fluff. I hope y’all enjoy this little fic about Ethan and my MC Tilly. If you do, you can read more of my stuff here. Please let me know if you want to be tagged in the future!

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Parker Naveen Ramsey is born on March 4th. His birth goes as well as births do, and he’s born weighing 7.3 pounds. When asked to describe him, all Ethan can say is, “Perfect.”

Tilly bets Ethan their son’s first word will be Mama. Ethan insists he’s above childish bets, but, when a first edition medical book is added into the mix, he bets Tilly their son’s first word will be Dada.

On a snowy morning, little Parker says his first word. Tilly is drinking hot chocolate in the armchair in front of their fireplace, and Ethan is sitting on the floor, playing with Parker. They’re building a castle out of large blocks. When Ethan accidentally knocks the castle down with his elbow, Parker lets out a whiny, “Dada!”

As Parker grows into a toddler, Ethan and Tilly realize just how full their hands are. Parker, like most children, is a curious little thing. One day, Tilly brings him to work to surprise Ethan on his birthday. She puts Parker down to talk to Elijah, and he toddles off down the hall. Tilly briskly follows him, but Parker takes off running when he sees Ethan talking to Naveen. “Dada! Pop pop!” Yes, Naveen is Pop Pop much to his delight. Ethan catches his son in his arms and picks him up. He kisses his cheek as Tilly watches, her heart full.

Parker goes to most of the most prestigious preschools in Boston. He’s been enrolled there ever since he was two days old thanks to Ethan.

On Parker’s first day of preschool, Tilly cries. Much to Ethan’s chagrin, he lets out a few tears as well. Parker, on the other hand, is buzzing with energy and looking forward to making new friends.

Parker’s a talkative, extroverted child and occasionally gets in trouble with his preschool teacher. “He’s smart but my God is he chatty,” she says to Ethan and Tilly one day.

When Parker is four, Tilly finds out she’s pregnant again. It’s a shock. She and Ethan agreed on having just one child, but, when she tells him, he’s thrilled.

Tilly and Ethan wait until she’s fourteen weeks along to tell Parker. When Ethan tells the four-year-old, he’s going to be a big brother, Parker isn’t particularly excited. Mainly, he’s confused and has a lot of questions.

“Where’s the baby now?”

“In my tummy.”

“Did you eat him?!”

Thankfully, Parker warms up to the idea of being a big brother. Every person he runs into, he has to tell them his mommy’s having his little brother or sister.

Eli (e-lie) Noelle Ramsey is born on December 24th. Parker is, at first, a bit resentful his little sister hijacked Christmas, but, when he sees her, he’s wrapped around her little finger.

Just like her brother, Eli’s first word is Dada.

It’s not long after Eli’s first birthday, Tilly and Ethan realize how different she is from their son. She’s quieter than Parker was at that age and is content sitting in her daddy’s lap while he reads to her from various medical journals. Tilly suggests he read her Dr. Seuss, but Ethan loves the fact his daughter is probably the only one-year-old on Earth who can say arachnoiditis.

Parker likes to read to his little sister too, but he likes playing with her even more. Tilly always stresses Parker needs to be careful with Eli because she’s still a baby, but Parker’s a five-year-old boy. One day, Parker’s chasing a giggling Eli around the house when Eli trips and falls. She starts crying, and Tilly rushes in the living room from the kitchen where she was making sandwiches. She scoops Eli up in her arms. “Mommy, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Parker cries. Tilly looks down at Eli’s knee and realizes it’s bleeding.

“It’s okay, buddy,” Tilly says to Parker. “Can you go get the first aid kit under mine and Daddy’s sink please?” Parker nods and runs off. Tilly kisses Eli’s cheek and tries to comfort the sobbing baby.

Parker watches in awe as Tilly cleans Eli’s wound and puts a bandage over it. It’s then Parker decides he wants to be just like his mommy when he grows up.

That Halloween, Parker’s a doctor but not just any doctor. He’s Dr. Tilly Ramsey, complete with her authentic name badge. He wants Eli to be his “patient”, but she prefers to be a bumblebee.

When it comes to discipline, Ethan is the strict parent, and Tilly is the pushover.

Of course, sometimes, Ethan can be just as much of a pushover especially when it comes to Eli. All Eli has to do is bat her light green eyes at Ethan, and he’s putty in her hands. She’s gotten a lot of Barbies that way.

When Eli is six, she decides that she wants to be a lawyer. She not-so-briefly goes through a phase where she carries a gavel and yells, “Objection!” to anything her big brother says.

Parker, on the other hand, is still determined to be a doctor. He loves to go to Edenbrook with his parents, but Tilly and Ethan have to keep an eye on him in case he decides to go “treat” patients.

At home, Parker begs his parents to let him practice taking their blood. Once, he even asks Eli to be his patient in exchange for a Barbie. She agrees but not before she gets a written contract first.

Of course, neither Ethan nor Tilly will give Parker access to any syringes, given that he’s eleven, but, when Eli gets a cold, Parker has his very first patient.

Ethan patiently explains to Parker how cold medicine works and even lets him pour it himself. Parker also makes sure Eli has a steady supply of tissues, lozenges, and Barbie movies. Her favorite? The Nutcracker. Even in April.

When Ethan and Tilly walk in on Parker reading his little sister Oh, The Places You’ll Go, they‘re reminded, once again, just how lucky they are.