#emma x mc

[cadybear420]

If you are okay with answering this

For Alan and Emma

Pre-relationship - 7

General - 6

Love - 12

Domestic life - 7

Ask game here!

Pre-Relationship 7: How do their friends and family feel about them as a couple?

Scott and Julia are both very happy and supportive of the two of them.

General 6: How do their personalities complement each other? How do they clash?

The two of them are a VERY opposites-attract fem4fem couple.

Alan is incredibly extroverted, popular, and expressive. He's a total diva. He has zero sense of humbleness or modesty and he revels in it. He's incredibly flirtactious, and has dated/fucked a few other people before and quite enjoys stuff like that. He's the embodiment of the "popular diva cheerleader girl" stereotype, but as a guy lol.

Emma on the other hand is... almost entirely the opposite. She's very shy, socially awkward, wallflower. She sees herself as a "loser" sometimes. She does get into cheer with Alan, but also has a lot more of a nerdy side. She has zero dating/sex experience, and actually gets incredibly overwhelmed during her and Alan's first time.

Love 12: Who remembers the little things?

Alan is also the type who would be cautious about not wanting to screw up with Emma and would go out of his way to remember those little things. Vice versa for Emma, who also is a rather perceptive type.

Domestic Life 7: Who worries the most?

Both of them

[rosesnink]

Emma Hawkins x Elisa Connor

[choicesfrog]

[hiiragimare]

Memory and magic are sealed (for now)

She's acting more and more like that person, and Emma had to in order to keep Gynger from ending up like that person.

Prior to that, Gynger had been missing for two years (since after Hogwarts graduation) One of the reasons Sebastian chose to become an Auror was also to find her. At first Sebastian's job wasn't all that special, some minor wizarding strife, some dark wizards who had gone astray, and so on, until slowly, more and more names of Valtyci's appeared on the list of dead people, and he'd even heard that the squib of the Valtyci's had risen from the dead, and that it was she who'd killed them.There'd also been some disturbances on the Ominis' side of the family, because the Gaunt family has been in a relationship with the Valtyci family for years, and now more people are dying, Ominis is being asked to find out what's going on.

Sebastian vaguely thinks that these things have something to do with Gynger, because during a pursuit operation, his magic was almost able to hit the murderer, but in a flash, his blood alliance vial with Gynger suddenly reacted, the chain tightly wrapped around Sebastian's arm, and the sudden tingling sensation caused Sebastian to stop the attack in his hand.Ominis was puzzled by this.Ominis was puzzled by this, they were obviously about to catch the culprit, why did Sebastian stop at the critical moment, "What are you doing? Why did you stop? It's not like you to do anything."

"I ......"Couldn't tell Ominis about the fact that he'd made a blood pact with Gynger. At least, not yet, "I might be a little dizzy, sorry."Sebastian apologised. His heart was pounding, could that be Gynger?

"I need your help, you're investigating this aren't you, one by one the Valtyci family personnel have been killed."Suddenly one day, Emma, a former champion of the Triwizard Tournament, came to the Ministry of Magic to find Sebastian.

"You know exactly who did this, don't you?"Emma asked Sebastian, "It was Gynger. although she did it at first to help avenge her mother, now she's gone a little too far and we need to stop her. You want to find her too, don't you?"

Of course, Sebastian wanted to see Gynger like crazy, he hadn't heard anything about her in the past two years, it was like she had suddenly disappeared from the world. He even tried to write to her as usual, however these mountains of letters simply wouldn't reach her. There was a time when he felt like he was going to break down, and instead of going to work at the Ministry of Magic for days on end, he lay in bed and kept stroking their Blood Alliance vials, and it was only when the Ministry asked Ominis to go to Sebastian's house to see how things were going that he managed to make things better.

"I'll help you."Sebastian immediately agreed to Emma's request, he didn't care what Emma wanted him to do, he would do anything to see Gynger.

With only the last branch of the Valtyci family now left on the list of surviving members, Sebastian and Emma arrived at their mansion early. However, it seemed they were still a step too late.

"Congratulations! My loves."A white haired woman sat on the stairs of the main hall, "I knew you would come, miss me?"

Sebastian looked over at the woman on the stairs, his heart began to beat wildly, he had a feeling that it was Gynger, but the likeness was a little different.

"Ah, you care about that?"The person seemed to notice Sebastian's gaze as she pointed to her cheek, "I like the look of my mother."As he spoke, a bolt of lightning streaked through the window, the harsh light of the thunder reflecting the original colour of the person's hair - a familiar, flame-like red. "I want all the Valtyci family to see that face before they die."

"Enough! You're looking more and more like that person, wake up!"Emma led the attack, but Sebastian froze in place. The person he had been longing for was right in front of him and he didn't want to perform any actions at all, there were so many things he wanted to say to her, so many questions he wanted to ask her, he even wanted to use the spell Accio to take the person into his arms and hold her tightly. Why did she leave without saying goodbye?Gynger used to be a very cheerful companion, but ever since she went on a trip to her aunt's house a few days before graduation, everything changed.Gynger started to be quiet, and didn't even attend the graduation ceremony, she just left Hogwarts without a word. What the hell happened?

"What are you gawking at?"Ominis's voice came to her ears, it turned out that Emma had already known that Sebastian and Gynger had made a blood oath (Emma's divination ability was excellent, she had foreseen this scene in her crystal ball), she knew that Sebastian probably couldn't move, so Emma contacted Ominis as well.Ominis's eye disease was still not getting better, but his hearing was excellent, andhis wand, having been subjected to more refined adjustments after graduation, Ominis was now no less capable than an accomplished Auror.

The intense magical duel continues, and even with Emma and Ominis' excellent abilities, they still struggle to resist Gynger's ancient magic. Sebastian also finally came back to his senses, but it seemed that he chose to side with Gynger. After all, he can't attack Gynger, and he doesn't want to send Gynger to Azkaban. But facing his former best friend, he couldn't do anything to kill him, so he could only try to create a magic shield for Gynger.

"Sebastian? What are you doing?"Emma looked at Sebastian who was standing on the opposite side, "We're losing!"

"Ah, you're really going to help me after all, I'm so happy!"Gynger looked towards Sebastian who was walking towards him And just then Emma aimed for the opening, she pulled out a small black crystal and used the shockwave of magic to hit Gynger with it The moment Gynger was hit the space around her began to distort and a piercing noise began to emanate from her surroundings. She began to hold her head and scream in agony, it seemed to be an unbearable magic, like the crucio spell. She fell through the air and onto the marble floor Seeming to pass out, everything was calm again, except that the objects around Emma and the others seemed to start disintegrating and dissipating.

Sebastian saw Gynger fall to the floor and rushed over to her, taking her in his arms, "What did you do to her?"Sebastian questioned Emma

"I sealed her memories and magic."Emma seemed a little helpless, "I'm sorry, it's all I can think of at the moment. Her soul seems to be gradually on the verge of being taken over by another, and it's the only way I can find a way to change her back to her old self."

"You mean ...... she doesn't remember me?"Sebastian froze, he looked again at the passed out person in his arms, the one he had longed for, his once best friend. They had been through so much and now they were all going to forget?

"It's only temporary, I'll try to restore her memory when I find a better solution, it's just ......" Emma hesitated a little, "The Ministry of Magic will make you hand over the prisoner while I'm gone, right? "

"Can't let the Ministry of Magic take her."Sebastian lowered his head and hugged Gynger tightly, "She'll be fine with me, don't worry."Just as Gynger didn't turn him in back then, this time, he wouldn't turn Gynger in either, and more importantly, he didn't want to be separated from Gynger. The longing for two years had finally been relieved at this moment, and he wouldn't let her go again.

[somewillwin]

Had to draw them again after my re read of yesterday. I can’t with them

Kofi

[jerzwriter]

Thank you to @snoopdogcone for this prompt for @choicesprompts Flufftober event! (Day out with baby)

Book: Open Heart (Post Series) Pairing: Ethan x Kaycee (F!MC) Rating: General Words: 865 Summary: Kaycee and Ethan introduce baby Emma to some of her mother's favorite things.

A/N: Participating in @choicesmonthlychallenge crisp air, apple cider, pumpkins, laughter, and cuddling.

Autumn was Kaycee’s season. Ever since she was a little girl, the changing leaves signaled that her favorite time of year had arrived. It was time for crisp days, pumpkin picking, hot cider, and orange lights twinkling throughout her neighborhood. And it wasn’t limited to her childhood. With each passing year, Kaycee loved fall more and more. Now,  with a daughter of her own, she was eager to share all of it with her.

While Ethan was fully on board with introducing Emma to his wife's favorite things, he thought she was still a little too young; the autumn exploration could surely wait until next year, but Kaycee was undeterred. So, on a bright and clear autumn day, he found himself loading the stroller into the back of his SUV before anxiously buckling Emma into her car seat. Checking and double-checking every buckle and strap to ensure they were perfectly in place.  

“Ready, love?” Kaycee smiled when she saw Ethan’s expression. It was tense, even for him.

“Almost,” he replied, adjusting the strap one last time before closing the door. “I still say she’s too young for this. Why can't we just take her for a walk through Boston Commons instead?”

Kaycee chuckled as she climbed into the front seat. “Because if I don’t start breaking you of your overprotectiveness now, Emma won’t want anything to do with you by the time she turns thirteen, and that would break your heart. So, essentially, I’m looking out for you, babe.”

He shot her a look filled with both playfulness and annoyance. “Well, is it my fault that you gave birth to the most precious little girl ever? I’m only doing what I have to do in order to keep her safe.”

“All of this from the man who didn’t see children in his future,” Kaycee laughed as Ethan let out a woeful sigh.

“Did you ever think part of the reason I took that stance was I knew the insanity that would ensue?”

“Good point,” she smiled, taking his hand and chuckling as he shooed it away. “I know, I know,” she surrendered. “That’s a safety hazard!”

“Well, it is!” he defended.

“Mmm. Do I need to remind you of the things we used to do while you were driving?”

“Not in front of Emma,” he smirked, kissing Kaycee’s hand the moment they were safely stopped at a red light.

While Kaycee was in a buoyant mood when they left their condo, it didn't compare to her excitement as Boston's cityscape morphed into a more rustic tableau dotted with the oranges, yellows, and reds that made her heart sing. Their favorite pumpkin patch was only a short drive out of the city, and with Emma babbling softly in the backseat, both of her parents were sure this was going to be their best trip yet.

When they arrived, they bundled Emma in her soft pumpkin sweater and the family was off to explore. Ethan pushed the stroller with one hand, and the other rested gently on Kaycee’s back as they meandered through rows of pumpkins, their breath visible in the cool air.

Emma’s eyes were wide as she took in the vibrant colors surrounding her. “Look at her,” Ethan said, voice filled with awe. “Look at how curious she is! I swear, she’s going to be walking any day now.”

“Of course she is, love,” Kaycee laughed, handing Emma a tiny pumpkin. But Ethan took it away the second it landed in her mouth, and the hand-sanitizing wipes flew out of the diaper bag.

They picked a few of their favorite pumpkins and smiled for family selfies that would soon line the shelves in their condo. Later, they sat down in a quiet corner by the hay bales to enjoy some seasonal snacks. Kaycee leaned against Ethan, who was discussing the merits of hot cider, while Emma kicked her little legs with excitement.

“We needed this,” she smiled, resting her head on his shoulder. “This was a good idea.”

Ethan kissed the top of her head. “You’re right. We need to do this more often.”

Kaycee pulled back, her eyes wide. “Go pumkin picking?!”

“If necessary,” he chuckled. “But I meant taking time just be. To enjoy our time as a family.”

Kaycee nodded, feeling her heart fill with joy in the tender moment. Despite the uncertainties, anxiety, and exhaustion that came with being new parents, there was also this, and this was more than she ever hoped for.

“Next year's going to be even better,” Kaycee smiled. “She’ll be running all over, and we’ll be trying to keep up with her. At least you will, old man.”

Ethan's eyes narrowed. “You mean the old man who’s up for a run at the crack of dawn as his millennial wife grumbles incoherently in her sleep?”

“All right, you’ve got me there,” she surrendered, nudging his shoulder with her own. “So, I’ll let you chase after her. I’ll just pretend as I eat pumpkin donuts.”

“That works for me,” Ethan laughed.

They watched as the autumn sun dipped in the sky, knowing what was most important—simple moments like this that would live in their hearts forever.

@choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

Tagging others separately.

[heart2sea]

sometimes i'm scared you're just a figment of my imagination.

[thursdaymoonrise11]

Jumping the gun and posting an illustration of Sebastian and Phoebe from an upcoming chapter of In Pursuit of Evocation.

Chapter 3 illustration (featuring Phoebe's Muggle friend from home finally meeting Sebastian):

^^ Chapter 3 is up now though! ^^

[lover-also-fighter-also]

MEET MY MC: JEREMY RIN

Tagging @cadybear420 @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor and the other HSS fans!

Hi everyone! As per the last poll, I have decided to do a HSS playthrough with my new OG: HSS MC, Jeremy.

He is half-Chinese and half-American, and follows both of his heritages. He is a tad-more fairer than what is shown in the sprite, and doesn't really have any toned muscles like what they show in the male sprites.

He is flirty, extroverted, humorous, literally the life of parties, and an all around people person. He is also extremely defensive of his friends. He would try to resolve conflicts by smooth-talking, but would not hesitate to use his fists when things get tense.

Before moving to Cedar Cove, he lived in Houston with his parents and his elder sister, Hazel. His mother passed away in a car crash when he was 14, which really broke him, considering he was much closer to her than he was to Scott. The same year, Hazel moved to college and very rarely came home, after which his mental health went spiraling down. It's also why sometimes Jeremy has trouble opening up when something is bothering him, and tends to hide his sadness behind humor. He and Scott both could not bear to live in the same house which held too many memories, and they both decided that moving away would be for the best, and they shift to Cedar Cove.

He is a really good dancer, and led his group towards state champions, but after his mother's death, it becomes really painful for him to continue it, because it reminded him too much of her and it takes a long time for him to get through that trauma. He takes up cheerleading, and was initially unsure of making the team, but the girls were really welcoming and he grows to love cheer. Additionally, he is also a huge motorcycle enthusiast, and he and Michael will definitely bond over that.

I'm planning on having his LI route be with Emma, and I'm definitely taking the slow burn route, cause I don't see him committing to a relationship quick, and I feel it makes more sense for Emma as well.

He is cisgender, but I haven't really decided on his sexuality yet. I'm considering he might be bi-curious, but haven't really come to a decision yet.

He did definitely have a girlfriend before, but they break up on good terms, because he felt he needed the space to deal with his mental health. They do stay good friends even afterwards, and stay in touch even after he moves to Cedar Cove.

His favorite accessory would be a sliver chain that his parents gifted him when he won his first dance championship, and once it gets small for him, he crafts it into a hand chain.

[storyofmychoices]

Tuneless Wonders

[Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle Masterlist] 

Pairing: Beckett Harrington x Emma Carlyle (F!MC) Book: The Elementalists Word Count: >600 Rating/Warnings: general, no warnings, all the fluff Prompts: @choicesjanuary2024 aurora (borealis); @choicesficwriterscreations

Synopsis: Emma shows Beckett that the tuneless world has magic of its own.

It has been FAR too long since I've commissioned art of these two. So I am very excited to have been able to commission this piece by the ever talented ArtByAinna (IG) to kick off our TE @choicesbookclub

The vibrant hues of the aurora borealis painted the sky in a mesmerizing dance of celestial colors. Beckett and Emma found themselves at a secluded spot, away from the prying eyes of their friends. The ethereal lights shimmered overhead, casting a magical glow upon the landscape.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Emma teased, lacing her fingers with his as she rested her head on his shoulder. “The tuneless world has its own magic.”

Beckett couldn’t help but be captivated by the enchanting display painting the sky. “Wow,” the only word he could manage slipped quietly from his lips, his gaze fixed on the celestial wonder above.

Emma’s eyes sparkled with a blend of awe and admiration. “Nature's magic is unparalleled. Earth has her own set of spells that she blesses us with."

A surge of appreciation for a magic he had never considered before washed over him. Beckett had read of this natural event in books, of course, but he never imagined them quite like this. In his readings, it was simple. It was science, just a bit of chemistry—an interaction of particles, solar wind, and the Earth’s magnetic field—nothing special. Yet, the reality of what he thought nothing of, now, left him breathless.

Emma’s words continued to resonate with him as he stood entranced. He couldn’t deny the magnificent enchantment surrounding them. He slowly breathed in the cold air, letting it fill his lungs, the moment overwhelming him in the best way. As he exhaled, Beckett attempted to let go of the complexities of magical academia he had spent his life mastering, allowing room for this new appreciation for the tuneless wonders he never would have understood without her.

“It’s breathtaking,” he whispered, his words of reverence drifting from his lips in wisps of warmth against the cold air.

Emma’s gaze met his cool, grey eyes, which shimmered with the colors of the heavens. “Perhaps nature’s magic is the truest form. No spells, no textbooks—just the raw, untamed beauty of the world. Maybe that’s where it all started. Maybe this and other examples of Earth’s magic is the origin of all other magick we know.”

“Thank you.” His fingers brushed tenderly across her cheek as he cradled her face.

“For what?” She smiled softly.

“For sharing this with me—” he began, his gaze drifting once more to the beautiful dance above them. "—for convincing me that there are wonders and magic I still don't understand—" His words were quieter now, “—and... for being smarter than me.”

“What was that?” Emma’s brow quirked with mischief. "I couldn’t quite hear you—"

“You heard me well enough.”

She considered it for a moment. “I think I heard you say I was smarter than you—the one and only, Beckett Harrington. Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” She rested the back of her hand against his forehead.

He shook his head. “You’re enjoying this too much.”

“Well, if you want me to stop, you know what you have to do.” She grabbed the lapel of his navy peacoat, pulling him closer, their noses brushing together.

His freckled cheeks flushed at her gesture. “You’re impossible.” Beckett’s words were lost as he closed the gap between them. As their lips met, the warmth of her kiss seeped deep into him, a radiant glow that warmed him inside and out, like the gentle embrace of the soothing sun on a cold winters day.

The celestial lights above bore witness to their kiss, a moment of pure magic that rivaled the magic of this world and the magick of their studies.

I haven't written Beckett in... I honestly don't know how long 2, maybe 3??? years!?! I hope that our Book Club replay of TE will inspire some more Beckett and Emma stories. So far, I really only ever wrote them in my Detention Series.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

[cadybear420]

My lil shy x confident fem4fem cheerleader power couple

[mlmichaelharrison]

HSS Christmas HCs

10PM on Christmas day itself. Cutting it a bit close lol.

Hey. Had some cute ideas so jotted them down. Not proofread, random dribbling, but I hope it brings a little festive joy 😊

The order, because I know y'all have your favorites:

Emma (Luis mention)

Caleb (Ezra mention)

Maria

Aiden (and Myra)

Michael

My MC Finley

Emma has a quiet Christmas with her mom, sharing homemade mulled wine while catching up on the trashy TV her mom never has time for, between working.

They watch Love Island, a tacky British reality show, and they mock the British accent back and forth. “I GOT A TEEEEXT!” Emma would yell every time her phone pinged, and she was startled by her mom screaming it at the top of her lungs a few hours later.

She and Luis text throughout the day, Luis sharing silly snapshots of the chaos that ensues when the whole family is crammed into his small house. Her heart flutters when he shares goofy selfies with his kiddy cousins.

Once a little tipsy, Emma and Julia switch the TV off and switch to their radio, dancing together around the coffee table of snacks. Julia teaches her some ballet moves she'd picked up from classes when she was very young. Emma felt like a princess, just as she deserves, spinning elegantly with her silver dress swirling around her.

She shares a classy selfie on the group chat of her and her mom tipping their wine glasses towards the camera, smiles broad and genuine, matching sparkly tiaras and true happiness.

Caleb’s parents have a huge party at theirs: friends, family, family friends - they're popular, too, so there's probably about 100 of them sprawled across the mansion. They have a giant spread of party food. Down with the traditional, boring roast!

The day is lovely but exhausting. Caleb’s mom followed his grandma's stuffing recipe to a T, and the result had them all smiling and mentioning memories of her. Just a few tears, and then it was on to games. In front of the fireplace for charades, a corner for snap with the kids, two tables of boardgames. Caleb drifts between them, making sure to spend time with every single person.

He drifts to the kitchen to pour himself another glass of pop when Ezra comes around the corner, a small, coy smile as he holds up two switch controllers. “Too tired for Mario Kart with your bro?”

Caleb grins broadly and follows his brother upstairs, hiding away in Ezra's bedroom as the battle valiantly. It's a tight match, and by the 12 and final race of the tournament, they're 6-5 to Ezra. Caleb pulls it back, ending them on a draw, which he'll take any day against such a worthy opponent.

Caleb takes a photo of Ezra's game face for the group chat, Rainbow Road on show in the corner, captioned “now THIS is what Christmas is all about”

Maria and her dads celebrate a traditional Christmas, just them in a private corner of a VERY high-class restaurant. Fancy suits for the men and a gorgeous flowing gown of pale blue and white for Maria. Quiet conversation and laughter passes between them.

When the conversation dies down - not that it's awkward, not at all - Maria pops up with a completely random question. A trick she learned from you. She learns so much about her fathers through this - like the heist they pulled in high school to steal a teacher’s laser pointer they used to shine in sleepy faces.

As the evening winds down, and after they've taken enough pictures together, they head home and curl up on the couch in matching festive pajamas to watch festive specials of game shows and shout answers at the screen.

After that, it's movie time, and Maria's eyes start drooping as her dads recite the words to Elf perfectly. To stop herself from falling asleep, she responds to each and every message in their group chat meticulously, commenting on how cute and festive everyone looks.

Her photo to the group chat is her and her fathers’s feet, propped up in a footstool, in matching Christmas slipper-socks, the fireplace and twinkling fairy lights and Elf blurry in the background.

Aiden's family also have a traditional Christmas, a home cooked roast for lunch where they all dress properly and dine with quiet classical music in the background. It's something Aiden used to enjoy as a kid, feeling so respected by his parents, but the older he gets the more he sees what he's missing out on. He's a little quieter this year.

That changes once Myra and her family turn up, alongside a couple other Asian-American families they've gotten close with other the years. They have a giant potluck of dishes spanning the continent their family came from in a colourful array that brings Aiden a lot more joy than the bland beiges of America.

He and Myra sneak off to his room with a bottle of gin to chat shit about the friend group - but, rather than chatting shit, Myra squeaks and shows Aiden every message that comes in, and he just chuckles and says he can see the messages on his phone as well. After an interaction between Finley and Michael that leaves Myra squealing, she asks if he will ever get flirting with someone. He shrugs and says he's waiting for the right person, which makes Myra roll her eyes, but she doesn't push him.

After a few drinks, they head downstairs to mingle again, avoiding uncomfortably heteronormative and invasive questions about when they'll finally settle down, as if they aren't 16 year olds. It's a little awkward, but they're used to it by now, gliding through practised sets of phrases and dodging questions about their friend choices.

Aiden and Myra head to the garden for a breath of fresh air, and it starts snowing. Myra, obviously, is ecstatic, and she runs up to Aiden with her camera open on her phone to send a photo to the group chat of them smiling, snow in their hair, captioned “hope your Christmases are gayer than ours!”

Michael is the only one who leaves the state for Christmas. His family are from New York, with him, his parents, and older sister being the only ones to have moved away. It's a gruelling 5 hour flight, but his two closest cousins scream into his shoulders as they both squeeze him in a hug.

Christmas is always a tough time for Michael. Closeted queerness, anorexia, high high high expectations that he repeatedly fails to meet. He's repeatedly asked if he's staying out of crime, out of violence, out of trouble, and it feels like they don't actually care and just want to remind him of his past.

His cousins, however, Emily and TJ, make sure he's comfortable. So much so, in fact, that after dinner, when they're hanging out in his room and getting ready to go to the skatepark (tradition, of course), he comes out. It kind of happens accidentally; TJ notices a bunch of sappy messages sent by ‘Fin’, so he asks. Michael gets a little flustered, but settles when he looks at his cousins. These kids had to raise themselves, together. “My boyfriend,” he says, plain and simple, smirking a little. Then he panics. “Don't tell anyone!”

Emily laughs and claps his back. “No worries, Mikey. Fellow queer.” “Really?” TJ rolls his eyes like it's old news. Maybe it is. He hasn't been there for a year. “Yes, really. Now hurry up. I wanna smoke.” TJ responds.

Michael sends a short video to the group chat of him skating around a heavily graffitied collection of concrete ramps with a spliff hanging out of his grinning lips.

Finley and Scott have a quiet Christmas, and even that has to wait until Scott gets home from work. He feels a little lonely, especially with his boyfriend on the other side of the country, but he wakes up, shrugs it off and gets to baking.

He is an avid baker, usually a stress baker, but this time it soothes his anxiety and gives him something to think about other than his mom. Their lavish parties, the presents, the meal. The hugs. The love. Nope, not thinking about it, he reminds himself as he stirs a brownie batter furiously.

The texts from Michael throughout the day fill him with warmth, despite his unheated home. He finds himself smiling at the screen at everything he says. Even the sadder parts, like how hard the big meal was, because even then it meant Michael was opening up to him. Then, Michael tells him he came out to his cousins. Then, he sends a selfie from the skatepark. “God, you're gorgeous”, Fin replies, met by eye rolling emojis.

He also checks in with the others, of course, rejects a couple of invitations for lunch and instead starts boiling the kettle for some instant ramen in the kitchen while the brownies bake. Emma drops him a call, reminding him of a group gift left for him in the fridge. He opens it to find a full Christmas dinner that each of them had helped to prepare. There's a card signed by all of them as well, with Michael's passage being the longest. He tears up a little and microwaves the meal, then dishes it up nicely for himself.

He takes a selfie, leaning back in the kitchen seat with the camera upside down and the meal and freshly baked brownies in frame on the table. He sticks his tongue out with a grin and says “hap hols hoes”.

Happy Christmas y'all, hope you had a good one ❤️

[choicesfrog]

[hiiragimare]

[storygirl03]

This will forever be funny and cute to me!

[jerzwriter]

🩷 Hey, Cee! I'm your Secret Admirer! 🩷I hope you like this adorable artwork created by @weetlebeetle! I almost went with Sebastian, but I had to choose Emma x Trystan because when it comes to your pairings, they are my first love!

Thank you for always being such a bright presence in our fandom! I'm so glad you're back! 🩷

@choicesfandomappreciation @loreofyore