#chanevi

[andthatisnotfake]

40 for 40

I'm nearly 41 (lol), but I've finally finished these. These drabbles are to celebrate my 40th birthday.

It's 40 different ships, some of which I had never written or even read fic for before, so please bear with me. I think they didn't turn out too OOC lol.

I hope you all enjoy them and celebrate my birthday with me!

1 - Madirosh: Goal!

2 - Matt x Tommy: The sunset couldn't compete

3 - Runhlidia: Suffocating

4 - Dralivia: Home

5 - Elle x Tao: Flowers

6 - Taywhora: Good food, champagne and pretty girls

7 - Kurtofsky: Too sick for fashion

8 - FirstPrince: Suck on it!

9 - Diamond Chaney: Spilled coffee

10 - Branjie: Just be happy

11 - Ca$h x Darren: Darren and Ca$h sitting on a tree...

12 - Patrochilles: Silent Vows

13 - Haruka x Michiru: The Sun Inside

14 - Vegebul: The Only Alternative

15 - Quinlar: Better than sunball

16 - Asttimini: Catastrophe

17 - Ineffable Husbands: Teacher Aziraphale

18 - Ed x Stede: Offended

19 - Bertvannah: New Look

20 - David x Patrick: Cheap Tactic

21 - Darcy x Tara: Just like in old times

22 - Fiyeraba: Cliché

23 - Brittana: The Future

24 - Havolina: Shoot your shot

25 - Stedrika: Natural enemies

26 - Kurtbastian: Love Kicks

27 - GreenTia: Not starry night

28 - Rune x Addam: Midnight blue roses

29 - Amerie x Malakai : Untamed

30 - Kofi Grande: Snack

31 - Poppy x Casteel: Watching

32 - Gelphie: Hair

33 - Black Cherry: Company

34 - Zutara: Bedtime story

35 - Wilmon: Funny Coincidence

36 - Edwin: It’s the thought that counts

37 - Chanevi: Warm me up?

38 - Narlie: First Dance

39 - Gallavich: Hot and Cold

40 - Royai: Silent Request

[lorirwritesfanfic]

Dani's ask made me think a lot about Annabelle's route and Chanevi on Desire and Decorum and how these romances would be like nowadays. Though we have small improvements (in my research to write this one-shot, I read about some Anglican ministers who are willing to give blessing to LGBT+ couples. That's a lot if compared to my religion 😑), it bothers me so much when I see religious leaders saying "we welcome LGBT+ people here", but they still treat us like trash. I couldn't ignore that while writing Annabelle x Veronica.

Including Yusuf here was important to Veronica. She needed a friendly face there and no one would understand her struggles better than a friend who also went through a similar situation.

Thank you so much for reading and for your kind words while sharing your thoughts about this fic 😍

Worthy Of Love

Book: Desire & Decorum (modern day AU) Characters: Veronica Dantas (F!OC), Yusuf Konevi, Annabelle Parsons Pairing: Annabelle Parsons x F!OC (Veronica) Rating: M Word count: 1215 Reading time: ~5min Summary: A visit to a place Veronica has been avoiding for years will evoke memories and feelings she’d rather ignore. Based on the prompt: @choicespride Holiday Pride Event - Religious Trauma/Crisis

Author’s note:

Veronica Dantas is a creation of this author. The others are owned by Pixelberry Studios;

@missameliep​‘s ask about the nice and naughty list got me thinking about Annabelle and Veronica too. This story isn’t as cute as I hoped it would be, but it still had to be written. Btw, Ann and Vee are totally on the nice list ❤

Warning: This piece contains subjects (mentions of homophobia and psychological trauma) may be disturbing for some people. Reader discretion is advised.

Veronica stopped before Saint Paul’s Cathedral and shoved her hands into her coat pockets as she looked up at the Renaissant/Baroque church. Though some restorations were made on the building since the last time she had been here, to her it seemed like not a single thing had changed.

A chill coursed through her spine, but she chose to ignore it. “It’s just cold weather,” she told herself. Then, with quiet steps, she tentatively walked in, hoping the clacking of her boots didn’t distract the children’s choir rehearsal for Christmas services.

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[scgdoeswhat]

I'M NOT CRYING.

YOU'RE CRYING.

[melodyofgraves]

At the beginning (Chambers x Konevi)

A/N: I wasn’t going to write anything today. And then I saw that today’s prompt from @choicesmaychallenge is Beginnings. And then I started to listen to that song from Anastasia. And then I thought “Chanevi!” And then I wrote this little drabble.

Words: around 400

Tagging my old tag list (maybe someone is interested): @hellospunkiebrewster @queerchoicesblog @brightpinkpeppercorn @itsbrindleybinch @akrenich @thehonorarybeaumont @robbiessutcliffe @the-writerly-night-owl @inkandfables @marlcasters + @kinda-iconic

"It’s quite a nice ending to our story, isn’t it?” Bartholomew whispered, gently brushing his fingers over the barrister’s hand.They stood a little behind the crowd, away from the gentry focused on the other newlywed couple. And they were so happy. Yusuf glanced at the man beside him. His husband. Yes, that sounded so right. He couldn’t help but smile at the warm feeling in his chest. The first time he felt it was at that memorable dinner at Sinclaire’s townhouse. Duke, no, Mister Richards, was a horrible man, there’s no doubt about that. Still, the absolute lack of manners of that pig indirectly led to their meeting, to the love of his life sitting next to him at that table. It was the beginning of their story, the memory that Konevi would treasure forever. Even though he couldn’t have imagined how many more memories were still to come. And then there were more dinners. Some at the grand parties and some, their favourite ones, with just the two of them. Secret dinners and visits and moments that were only theirs, when the outside world didn’t exist and no one could take away their happiness. And there were stolen kisses and whispers and brushes against the skin when the world did exist but they knew how to escape its eyes, even if only for just a few seconds. And there were hard times. And the fear of losing each other. And sleepless nights when the situation felt hopeless. But in the end, they’ve always found a way to stay together. And there was falling in love. Slowly and more with each passing day. Because every day meant more of those precious moments, more learning about each other, more time that they didn’t want to waste. And there was their wedding. Their happy ending that still didn’t feel real. Maybe because it wasn’t. Because there he was, standing next to his husband on the most beautiful day of his life, and it didn’t seem like an ending. After all the road ahead, while still unknown, was full of so much more. More precious moments. More memories. More time. And he couldn’t wait to go down that road. With his Bart. Together. So he just smiled the man beside him and whispered back, so softly only Chambers could hear him. “My love, this is just the beginning.”

[rosesnink]

100% off

Mr. Konevi: I like your pants, Mr. Chambers 

Mr. Chambers: Thank you, thry were 50% off 

Mr. Konevi: I’d like them 100% off 

Mr, Chambers: The tailor shops can’t just sell things free, sir 

Mr. Konevi: That’s not what I- 

Mr. Sinclaire: That’s a bad way to run a business, sir 

MC and Mr Konevi: ... 

[nazariolahela]

This is the most beautiful moment in this book and I’m so happy Chanevi got their HEA. 🥰

[bielrond]

Mr Chambers and Mr Konevi are my favorite side-pairing in any choices book by far!!

[itsbrindleybinch]

[drakenazario]

Chanevi Thoughts

This may have been answered already but if you didn’t pay to keep Mr. Konevi in Book One, is he still part of the OTP Chanevi in Book Two (and did they ever explain how he stuck around).

I paid diamonds to keep in Book One because I’m a sucker for those two!

[hellospunkiebrewster]

I’ve done a bunch of these already, but I’d love to do more of them for my favorites...

Ernest x Emmeline or Konevi x Chambers...

Send me an OTP + a number and I’ll tell you...

1) who can outdrink the other?

2) who says “I love you” more?

3) who has trouble sleeping alone?

4) who swears more?

5) who does more of the housework?

6) who forgets their anniversary?

7) who steals the duvet in their sleep?

8) who keeps the other awake at night with their snoring?

9) who finds stray animals and begs the other to let them keep them?

10) who usually makes dinner?

11) who plays their music out loud?

12) who hogs the bathroom?

13) who gives the most compliments?

14) who usually starts/causes arguments between them?

15) who isn’t afraid to embarrass the other in public?

16) who gives the other cringeworthy pet names?

17) who fusses over takes care of the other when they get sick?

18) who finds it impossible to stay angry at the other for long?

19) who clings to the other for comfort when they’re sad or scared?

20) who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)

[lorirwritesfanfic]

Chanevi family portrait for @choicesnovchallenge2021​ day nine: adoption

(If you heard a squeal in the middle of night, it was probably me while working on this  😅)

[melodyofgraves]

Imperfect birthday (Chambers x Konevi)

A/N: I’m really late but I found this in my WIP folder and really wanted to finish it for Day 11 of @choicesmaychallenge

Word: around 900

Tagging: @hellospunkiebrewster @queerchoicesblog @brightpinkpeppercorn @itsbrindleybinch @akrenich @thehonorarybeaumont @robbiessutcliffe @the-writerly-night-owl @inkandfables @marlcasters + @kinda-iconic

Nothing was going according to plan, no matter how simple it seemed at first.

From the moment Chambers has told him that his birthday was coming up on Saturday, he also insisted on not making any fuss about it.

So they weren’t going to. Yusuf was just going to make them dinner and they were going to just enjoy each other’s company. Alone. No presents or anything excessive. Simple as that.

And of course, the barrister had to work longer than expected that day. And run into almost everyone he could run into and just had to make a little polite conversation with.

When he arrived at the townhouse, he was so late and annoyed he just let himself in, basically running through the door. It was just the two of them after all.

”Happy birthday, lov-“ he bit his tongue, coming face to face with an older woman that certainly wasn’t supposed to be there.”-lovely day, isn’t it, Mrs Perry?”

“It is, Mr Konevi.” she grinned. “I wasn’t aware you were coming today. If I knew, I’d bake a bigger cake... I think I could still fix you something else, just a few minutes...”

“No!” came a little too loudly from the parlour, soon followed by the man appearing in the doorway. Bartholomew quickly composed himself before adding. “Please do not worry, Mrs Perry. I appreciate all that you’ve done today but it would be terrible of me to keep you any longer.”

“Nonsense, Mr Chambers. I do not mind at all.” she smiled at him warmly and turned toward Yusuf. “I won’t be bothering you and your guest. I’ll just make you some tea and be on my way.”

“Oh no, it’s fine...” but before her employer could stop her, she was already gone in the kitchen.

“Shall we wait in the parlour?” the barrister gesture towards the room behind him. His host sighed and followed him towards the armchairs. “Happy birthday, sir.”

“Thank you.” the man nodded, still shifting in his seat and stealing a glance towards the kitchen.

“So how was your day so far?” Yusuf chuckled. “I see you cannot complain about the lack of company.”

“Yes... yes, it’s been quite special actually. I have to thank Mrs Perry for that. She made this delicious cake and all kinds of pastry.” he looked into his partner's eyes and added quietly. “So much pastry.”

“Knowing her cooking, I’m sure it was delicious.” he patted his hand lightly, now noticing how unusually pale his face was. “A shame I didn’t get a chance to try it.”

“There’s still some left!” came the voice from the kitchen that clearly wasn’t eavesdropping. “Would you like some with your tea, Mr Konevi?”

“I’d love to!”

“Here.” the housekeeper entered the room, placing the full tray on the table between them. Chambers’ eyes avoided it at all cost. “Anything else I can help with, gentlemen?”

“No, it’s alright, Mrs Perry.” Bart stood up a little too abruptly. “You’ve already done so much. Thank you.”

“It was a pleasure, Mr Chambers. I know how sad being alone on such an important day can be and just didn’t want you to be alone.” The lady beamed. “But seeing that you have a company, I can leave you in good hands now.”

And with a wink, she was out the door, leaving the couple in the parlour.

“I’m glad you’ve been in good hands before I’ve arrived, love.” Konevi stood up, gently brushing his lips against Bart’s.

“And I’m glad we’re finally alone.” he returned the kiss. ”I’m sorry. I told her she could go home early today but I just couldn’t convince her to do so.”

“You have to admit, that was very sweet of Mrs Perry to care for you like that. Especially today.”

“It was.” Bartholomew smiled, looking a little lost in his thoughts for a few moments. “And she seemed really happy about it too. I need to make sure to find out when her birthday is. So I can repay her somehow.”

“That’s a great idea.” Yusuf put a hand on his shoulder, giving it a little squeeze. “Would you like me to start working on that dinner?”

Chambers groaned, his face becoming even paler. “I’m terribly sorry, dear. It’s just... if I have anything more to eat, I know I’m going to be sick.”

“I understand. We can always do it another time.” he kissed his temple and guided him towards the chair. “I’m guessing you don’t want me to share then?”

After another groan, the barrister took a bite from the piece of pie placed on the tray. It was absolutely delicious.

“How many of these have you had today?”

“Are you asking about the pie or just sweets in general?” Bartholomew asked, barely able to look at what the man was holding.

“In general.”

“Too many.” he groaned again, letting his head fall back on the back of the armchair. “I cannot control myself around this much sugar. And Mrs Perry knows that.”

Konevi just chuckled. “I know it’s not the most festive way to spend your birthday but maybe you should go to bed now? You seem in need of some rest now.”

Chambers just nodded and put his around the man’s shoulder, allowing him to almost carry him upstairs.

And while spending his birthday in bed with a stomach ache was far from perfect, being in his love’s arms made it a little more bearable.

[rosesnink]

I love them waaaaay too much 😭😭😭

[itsbrindleybinch]

Shut up I'm gonna cry 😭😭😭

Miss Parsons preaching to the choir!

Chanevi must be protected at all costs!

[nazariolahela]

Team Chanevi forever

[itsbrindleybinch]