#choicescocaw day one

[isabeladraws]

choicescocaw day 1 • mother of the year 

→  tara and zoey icons! 

[elfilibusterismo]

♡ choices characters of colour appreciation week ♡ @choicescocappreciationweek​

↳ day one: mother of the year

[emiras-room]

Choices: Character aesthetics (2/?)

Mother of the Year - Eiko Matsunaga

“Eiko Matsunaga, fourth grade science teacher, and Bernhardt's resident supernerd.”

For choices coc appreciation week: day 1

@choicescocappreciationweek

[juliaromantique]

unconditionally (griffin x mc)

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“my clothes look so much better on you anyway”

535 words, griffin langley x f!mc (it takes place after book 1)

It was an early morning when his eyes flew open, and his skin met the warm sunlight with a grin. Turning under soft blankets, Griffin's hands couldn't find the one who kept him up all night, and his heart started to race faster. Sitting straight, he looked over the room, but didn't find any signs of Eli, which made him uneasy almost instantly. 

After everything they went through this year, it was hard to be calm even if no threat is standing between them. Twelve months ago he was just a regular student, which dreams were circling around the thief team games and natural sciences, and nothing else could occupy his mind. 

But here he goes, Griffin Langley, the man who is starting to tremble every time she says his name; every time her fingers trace the gentle lines over his skin; every time her voice murmurs sweet nothings into his ears; every time she's lying in his arms and his heartbeat pounding only for her. His Eli.

Still, with a little sleepiness in his head, Griffin rubbed his eyes, and a yawn escaped his mouth.

"I'm gone for a minute and you're already bored," Eli said with a raspy voice, and he noticed her standing in the bathroom doorframe.

"I'm always bored without you," he replied with the same horse tone which matched hers perfectly. "Hey, is it a..."

Eli stood proudly, wearing his favorite gray hoodie on her naked body, and his eyes went wild. Seeing his surprise, she walked slowly around the room, spinning around and teasing him even more. Her platinum hair swayed after her like the foam of waves. The masterpiece he was hoping to watch his whole life.

"You're a vision, you know that?" he said with an absolute honest from his chest, the pure adoration radiating from his deep brown eyes. Immediately, the skin on her cheeks flushed, and she chuckled, heading towards him.

"It's you," she whispered quietly, landing next to him and lifting her hand to touch his cheek. The heat from her hand impulsing impossible thoughts and flows through his body. "You make me feel like this, Griffin".

Pulling by the urge, his arms wrapped around her waist, and lips desperately found their place on her mouth. Feeling her body against his, so sensual and marvelous, Griffin gasped when she bit his lower lip slightly, grinning at him with darkness in her eyes. Laying her down on the bed, he started to cover her neck in flourishing kisses, her hands caressing tight muscles of his back. Her protector, the one who'll always be there, holding her hand with fierceness in his posture. And she will always be grasping his fingers with hers like it's the last thing she'd do.

"You know, I might take this hoodie from you," Eli smirked when they looked at each other with devotion worthy of upcoming years. "It's too comfy, and it smells just like you. So I'll always feel you."

"It's alright, my clothes look so much better on you anyway," Griffin laughed, but then his face became serious, and he brushed the messy hair from her face. "But you don't need that. I'll always be here. With you."

[death-and-desires]

@choicescocappreciationweek day one

character -> Eiko Matsunaga/ Mother of the Year

"Actually, it's Doctor Matsunaga."

[waytooattuned]

WIP: All Hallow’s Eve

Book: The Elementalists

Subjects: f!MC Nelle, Queen Shreya Mistry, Pend Pals upcoming

Rating: T for ominous foreshadowing 😈

Preview: Silly girl. Haven’t you ever wondered what happens in a place like this on All Hallow’s Eve?

In honor of Choices Characters of Color Appreciation Week, I’m reposting this WIP that yes I’m still working on don’t @ me that highlights my fav MC, a Black female sun and air att, and Queen Shreya Mistry, who I always felt knew way more than she ever let on 😉

Huh, this is strange, Nelle says to herself.

Or she thinks she says. Right now, Nelle isn’t sure if she’s talking or thinking, walking or floating, living or dead.

She’s somehow slowly propelling herself forward through no work of her own, seeing dark shapes that she has the vaguest feeling she should recognize, but some sort of mental haze has ultimately rendered them meaningless in her mind.

One thing she knows for sure, this isn’t a dream. Whatever is happening to her is definitely the result of magick. The kind that’s heavy and all encompassing and ancient.

As if on cue, her thoughts start to clear right as the panic sets in. She looks down first and sees her feet moving underneath a long dark garment that she’s sure she has never owned; she is walking, black moss and grass beneath her. She looks forward and upwards at once, and realizes the dark shapes are trees, impossibly tall and endless in number. She feels the presence of other attuned, and without looking, feels a wave of something between relief and dread upon realizing she’s not alone.

Gathering her courage, Nelle twists her head behind her and comes to her most shocking realization yet: she’s in the midst of about a dozen other attuned, all dressed in hooded midnight blue cloaks, all seemingly under the same eerie trance, moving wordlessly through the forest that flanks Penderghast.

A subtle nudge in the arm from her friend Shreya Mistry jostles the last bit of fog from Nelle’s brain. She strides next to Nelle, draped in the same mysterious robe, the usual playful and smug look in her eye combined with another new emotion. Fear? Shreya hazards sneaky glances at Nelle, silently beckoning her to ask the burning question that must be consuming her thoughts.

Shreya, what the fuck is going on right now? Nelle whispers urgently.

“Silly girl. I know you’re new to all this but,” Shreya smiles wickedly, “haven’t you ever wondered what happens in a place like this on All Hallow’s Eve?”

[browneyedmissy]

Jackie Varma for Day 2 of @choicescocappreciationweek

[grapecaseschoices]

Perfect Match -> Sloane Washington

@choicescocappreciationweek day six 

[brycemaloliver]

Midnight (Raleigh x MC)

Platinum - m!Raleigh Carrera x MC (Cadence Dorian)

Summary: Cadence gets drunk on a night out and Raleigh has to take on the job of babysitting her.

Word count: 796

Rating: T (alcohol)

Author’s note: A fic for the third day of choicescocaw! Hope you enjoy <3

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OK, Cadence was officially drunk off her ass right now. Raleigh watched her with amusement while she was showing off her “expert dance moves” (her words, not his) on the dance floor of one of the most exclusive clubs in New York City. If he had to guess, he would guess that she was trying to look sexy, but her sloppy movements prevented her from doing so.

“I guess I was wrong about you Cadence, you definitely know how to let loose,” he screamed over the music. He definitely hadn’t thought that this was the outcome of him joking about how uptight she could be about her music and deadlines, but he wasn’t complaining.

“I think I should get another drink!” Cadence screamed back at him, already turning around to search for someone either handing out drinks, or the bar. Her speech was slightly slurred and her vision definitely wasn’t as good as when they got here.

Before she could slip away, Raleigh grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her back around. “Maybe after you’ve had some water?” He suggested as he tried to lead her through the packed crowd of dancing people. He was surprised at his own suggestion, usually he was all about going wild and maybe even cause a scandal or two.

Cadence clumsily fell into a booth in the VIP area, but it didn’t seem to bother her at all. Raleigh quickly flagged down a server to get her some water before he sat down next to her, to keep her from just running away.

“Why aren’t you drunk yet? We’ve both had like 10, or maybe 6, drinks?” she asked him as she grabbed his forearm and started tracing his veins with her finger. He got distracted for a  second by her touch before answering her.

“You forget that I’ve lived like this for years, plus I’m not such a lightweight like you,” he teased her with a smirk.

“Hey! I’m not a lightweight, I think you’re just immune,” Cadence said defensively, digging her nails into his arm in response.

“You can do it harder,” he smirked at her suggestively, which just made her laugh a bit too hard.

“You’re wild,” she said as she sighed and took a sip of the cup of water that was placed in front of her by a server.

“You’re the wild one of us right now Cadence.”

“That just means you need to drink more! Can we get another round please?” she asked the server as they walked by.

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Somehow Cadence managed to get away from him and when he finally found her again, she had gotten a few more drinks in her system.

“What the hell Cadence, didn’t I tell you to stop drinking?”

She turned around at the sound of his voice, but fell straight into his arms as she stumbled. “Whoops,” she giggled. “Hi Raleigh, did you miss me?”

He rolled his eyes at her drunkenness as it dawned on him that he was officially on babysitting duty and would be responsible for getting her home safely.

“Come on, I’m taking you home.”

He guided her towards the back entrance of the club, one that he was very familiar with. Cadence waved sloppily at someone and held onto Raleigh for dear life. He tried texting his driver to pick them up and felt the cold air whip against his face as they walked outside.

After waiting for a very short time, all the while supporting Cadence to keep her from falling over, his driver pulled up and helped Raleigh get her inside the car. 

“Where are we going?” she asked as she closed her eyes. Raleigh slipped into the car next to her and told the driver to drive to her apartment.

“Your apartment, you probably wouldn’t want the paparazzi to see you like this.”

She put her head on his shoulder and he let out a sigh, kind of liking the physical contact between them.

“You’re my boyfriend right?” she mumbled as her hand touched his leg.

“Fake boyfriend,” he corrected her. His eyes went to her hand on his leg, her finger tracing shapes on his thigh.

“Same difference.” 

Her hand slowly started moving up his thigh and her lips grazed his neck. He took a deep breath and grabbed her hand, stopping her from going up any further.

“I may be an asshole, but I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re drunk, Cadence,” he groaned, kind of annoyed that this couldn’t have happened when she wasn’t drunk. 

“I’m not drunk,” she whined, but he could already feel her resolve melting away. Before he knew it, she had fallen asleep on his shoulder, and he wondered if she would remember any of this tomorrow.

[isabeladraws]

choicescocaw day 1 • the elementalists

→  shreya x atlas / griffin x mc

[juliaromantique]

it had to be you (edward x mc)

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“say the word and i’m yours”

711 words, black!edward mortemer x f!mc

The ocean breeze warmed his face as he was watching the waves playing games with the horizon. Something inside his chest tighten up, and he took a deep breath to gather his thoughts. But this disturbing feeling couldn't let him go. 

Seconds turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into years, and still, the memories of past times haunted his mind on a daily basis. He couldn't even let himself think that these reminiscences will go away, and he didn't want them to. It's also been years as he accepted of who he was. Even though nightmares continued to follow him even more often.

The burst of laughter drew his attention, and turning his head, he saw Lola. She was standing with Maggie, Jonas, and Ginny, and they all shared a good joke, their faces glowing with ease. Edward couldn't help but smile in unison, relishing in their joy. Seeing his crew in such uplifting spirits always makes him happy. In one swift moment, Lola's eyes fell on him, and his heart lightened up, blood rushing through his veins under the power of her eyes. 

After her appearance, he couldn't stop thinking about this woman. Even though she was a complete stranger and out of this world (literally), something kept pulling him towards her, and it was harder and harder to resist it with every day. He couldn't let himself to put her in danger, not with the life like his. But how he was able to stop feeling that way? It's like witnessing the sunrise for the first time and then being forbidden to ever see it again. Or let the moonlight dance on your skin and watching the cloudy sky for the rest of his life after.

Edward was caught up in his thoughts when Lola approached and sat down beside him. The scent of her skin, a refreshing mix of coconut and peach with a little hint of dusty rum, making him swoon from the desire. Desire... of what?

"I hope I'm not interrupting you from watching the ocean," her voice is melted honey for his ears. He swallowed hard.

"No, miss Bellamy, you're always welcome here," Edward torn his gaze from her and tried to focus on the horizon and the moon hanging in the sky like a big ball of collected stars. He noticed her smile with side eye and it took his breath away for a second. Or a little more.

"Welcome here in general, or..." Lola trailed off, like she was waiting for a counterattack, waiting for him to show something she never saw before. Begging him for this.

"Welcome everywhere you want to be," Edward faced her and fell into the grasp of her eyes again, but this time wasn’t ready to look away. "Sometimes I truly believe you're a witch. I don't know how to explain this any other way."

"Explain what exactly?" she inched closer, their shoulders touching, and still held his intense gaze. 

"The way... you make me feel something I never experienced before," he didn't notice how his hand started to crawl toward hers, fingers longing for touch. Begging her for this.

"You do understand that it has nothing to do with me being a witch?" Lola whispered while her hand covered his with light embrace, tracing gentle lines over calloused fingers. Their heads leaning closer, giving in into magical force. Or something else they didn’t even realize.

"I do. But it's easier to pretend I'm under your spell than..." he stopped, their lips just bits away, her breath making his jaw shiver and mouth crave for more.

"Say the word and I'm yours, Edward," her voice singing the yearning melody, pouring out all the wishes of her heart, asking him to let her in.

"Lola..."

She stopped abruptly, looking at him with surprise and a huge grin on her face. But she couldn't say anything as his lips captured hers in the heavy kiss, making her gasp and clutch his shoulders for support. His arms tugged her closer, hearing the responses of her body with his own, wanting to feel so much more. Her hands folded around his neck, playing with the sensitive skin and soft dreadlocks, smiling into their kiss and thanking the compass for throwing her back in time. 

She doesn't want to let go. She doesn't want to come back.

[juliaromantique]

her everything (leah x mc)

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“i’m not leaving this place without you”

611 words, leah myers x mc

The rain was banging over the glass, and that's the only sound Dani could hear. Everything else was so quiet, she wanted to scream into the oblivion. Sitting on her bed, she clasped the photo frame in her hands, like it was the last thing she owns on this planet. Two gorgeous smiles, one tight embrace, two heart racing with the same rhythm. It seemed so long ago now, but this trip to Disneyland happened only two weeks ago, when all they both felt was pure happiness.

Now it's all crumbled down. They never made promises, they just enjoyed each other's company and melt under the stars, intertwining on the bed as often as they could. Moaning their names, clutching the sheets, and demolishing every single fear into nothings. Just two of them. Dani and Leah.

The sound of the cracking door made her flinch, and she brushed away the tears from her cheeks, breathing deeply and trying to calm herself down. The clicking vibration of heels on the floor reminded her of the tick of the clock on her nightstand while she was kissing every part of Leah's bare body; her neck and the rushing pulse; her collarbone and veins under the skin; her chest and Leah's trembling fingers in Dani's hair.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think you..." Leah appeared in their bedroom (which now only Dani's), and their gazes met with heart-dropping pain. Dani smiled, even though her soul was aching from hurt, and all she wanted to do was cry, but she had to. "Didn't think you're home."

"Yes, I... came early from the meeting," Dani stood up and put her hands in the pockets. "I didn't want to disturb you."

She started to move towards the door and when she came closer to Leah, she held her breath. If she takes a little sip of her perfume she will be defeated. But instead, Leah's hand touched her elbow and Dani froze. Her skin was so soft and Dani couldn't stop thinking about their caresses, her tenderness.

"Dani..." Leah said quietly, but her eyes were on the ground, like she was trying to find the proper words to say. Dani covered her hand with her own, feeling this familiar electricity through their touch.

"Don't, please, it's okay," Dani passed by, her legs begging her to escape this room as fast as she can. 

When she reached the exit and took off her coat from the hanger, the steps gained on her again and she looked up. Leah was standing in front of her, with tears in her eyes and lips shaking from emotions.

"I’m not leaving this place without you, Dani," she said, her face breaking into sobs, and Dani immediately ran to her and embraced her with already watering eyes.

"You have to," Dani's hands caressed Leah's back with calming strokes. "The chance like this happens only once in life, you have to take it."

Even when her voice broke from sentiments, Dani gulped and collected herself, knowing that she's doing the right thing. She pulled away, placing her hands on Leah's shoulders and looking into her eyes. But Leah started to shake her head confidently.

"No, I'm not leaving at all," she said with determination, making Dani shiver. "I don't care about chances that life throws at me."

She cupped Dani's cheek, smoothing her skin with her fingers. 

"We will make our own chances. Together."

"But..."

"No, I want this. But only with you, Dani," Leah leaned in and kissed her lips, tasting the salt on them but feeling happy like she never felt before. Here, in the arms of her lover, she knew everything finally fell into place, and there's nothing that can change the way she feels towards this little sweet girl. Her everything.

[grapecaseschoices]

The Heist: Monaco -- Rye x MC.

@choicescocappreciationweek: day five

[isabeladraws]

→ stream 10/06/2020

most people have decided on day 1 of the choicescocaw so that’s the day i’m going to be drawing for during the stream! i’m going live at around 2pm GMT+1. twitch.

my plan for it is - to hang out, draw some sketches and hopefully raise a little bit of money to donate for the black lives matter movement! here’s the list of places we could donate to: 

loveland therapy fund - therapy for black women and girls

homeless black trans women fund

black lives matter

national bail fund network

black visions collective

innocence project

i obviously cannot donate to them all but we can choose one or two on the stream! i’ll post the receipt under this post. i’m going to apologize in advance if the stream is a bit all over the place, it’s a different set up for me. see you there!