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reveluving · 2 years ago

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the highlight of his day

summary: Maintaining academic excellence may be Beckett’s top priority, but he'll always make time for the person who matters most to him.

pairing: beckett harrington x f!mc (written as ‘you’, no name usage)

warnings: fluff, NSFW due to brief mentions of explicit sexual content, so minors DNI!, post-canon/Junior year

a/n: after my recent post, I thought this was the best way to channel my sadness! this is written in a reader insert-style, so it can be you or your OC as the MC we know! I just want y’all to join this Harrington love fest with me lol and don’t forget to leave some sugar! ᐠ( ᐛ )ᐟ

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disclaimer! this is a submission for:

‘CFWC Naughty & Nice’ by @choicesficwriterscreations�� with the prompts (Nice); "My favorite part of the day is seeing your face." & Coffee Shop.

‘Picktober: Choices October Challenge’ by @choicesmonthlychallenge using the prompts (Flufftober); Blushing & Promises.

'"I'll make it up to you." He whispered, his lips hovering over yours. There was so much devotion in his words and while you were flattered by his reassurance, you wanted to take your chance to do the same.' ;

“So, there are mermaids down here?” Much like the rest of the group, one of them was in awe at the fact that one; the chances of seeing merfolks around are low but never zero and two; the view overlooking the crystal-clear lake. The sunlight filtering in and reflecting from the bridge produced a scenic glow, much like the effects of the Golden Hour potion was tasked with just two years ago.

He held onto that memory so dearly, and it wasn't only because of the extra credit he earned.

No, it was the company and the moment itself.

Beckett shook his head as soon as he felt his face getting warmer at the thought. Instead, he refocused on the group of freshmen he was chaperoning. The way they marveled at the picturesque scenery and pointed at the striking corals below them had him puffing up with pride. They were also hoping to spot a shimmery fin swimming by. But he had to admit, even after years of being in Penderghast, the view was like no other. It gave passersby a brief sense of calm as they go about their day.

So far, the tour was going pretty well; from his first-ever warning of the school’s statue and its constant lookout for Atuneless intruders to the school's high-end gallery that could give famous museums worldwide a run for their money. He wanted the tour to be exciting just as it was informative.

“Yes, though even sightings of them remain rare. Not even the ones who have been here their entire academic years were lucky enough to see them, given the merpeople’s suspicion of mankind’s reputation for exploitation and the like.” Beckett responded with ease.

“Have you seen a mermaid, Mr Harrington?” He expected the question but definitely not the title he was given, though he tried not to show his surprise over it. He thought about the question for a moment, their curiosity piquing as seconds passed. He fought a smile, recalling the day Pend Pal hung out by the lake when they were blessed with the rare opportunity.

“I have. Just a glimpse of its tail but a one-of-a-kind experience nonetheless.” He didn’t bother mentioning the time they were lucky enough to visit Lake Tempetua thanks to Zeph and his bucket list. He may love the limelight for his achievements but he’d rather save himself the time. This was about Penderghast, after all, "So, there may be a chance that one of you might see, too. And please, don't call me Mr Harrington. I can assure you that my 20th Birthday is only months away." They all chuckled.

If it wasn’t for Pend Pals, he would’ve never realized that his dry or witty humour, as some would put it, was what made Beckett… well, Beckett.

“Shall we proceed?” The tour continued with them crossing the bridge, their chatters growing louder when they soon realized they were heading to the stadium. But rather than being in awe of the sport or even the stadium itself, some had other priorities.

“I heard one of their Earth-Att's really really hot.” Beckett couldn't drown out the remark, unfortunately. Not especially when they shrilled in excitement right after. Still, he had seen this coming the second he thought of bringing them to the stadium.

Tuneless or not, jocks would always be the it-subject to swoon after, it seemed. And by the same clique who didn't understand personal space. His personal space, no less. They stopped trying eventually, seeing how showed zero to no reaction to their attempts or were silenced by his well-known glare, but that didn't mean they'd stopped giving him the eye from time to time.

At least the stadium truly exceeded the entire group’s expectations, with their oohs and ahhs and Beckett’s new favourite ‘it’s even bigger than the one in Gildegraive!’. He had a hunch that the tour was going to derail from its purpose for a while, and frankly, he didn’t mind because he, too, had his own motives for coming here. With the underclassmen more focused on the arena's interior, Beckett took his chance. Though, it didn't take long for his sharp eyes to find the one person he's been dying to see for months now.

The Sun-Att.

His Sun-Att.

In the middle of the arena, there you stood, next to Zeph as he animatedly talked over the players standing before him. Most likely about their progress or even new tactics for future matches. Griffin, too, chipping in whenever necessary or if Zeph had missed something along the way. Beckett knew he had no chance of turning back, seeing how he naturally was able to spot you right away and honestly, he didn’t mind it one bit.

Beckett and the group were only a few steps away from the team when you, Zeph and Griffin gave your final words and called it a day. Considering how Zeph and Griffin had blocked you from noticing the newcomers, you were about to walk with those who dispersed in the other direction when Zeph pulled you back to his side by your shoulders.

“Look who’s here,” He grinned, “Seems like B-Boy couldn’t wait to see you any longer, and he brought company. Loads of them.”

You blinked, preparing to ask what he had meant when you finally noticed the new set of company. You were really ever able to scan through their faces before beaming at the sight of the tour guide himself. You approached the group with a bounce in your step, with Griffin and Zeph following closely.

“Beckett!” Just having you in front of him had easily become the highlight of his day. No amount of calls, phone or video-wise could ever top being in your presence in itself. No matter how many times he’s glared at his sister for teasing him of missing you whenever he was seen zoning out during their family vacation, they both knew she was right. Hell, even their parents had caught wind of it.

“So, a Sun-Att, I hear?” Beckett choked on his soup, widening his eyes at his mother’s question. His parents were clearly delighted, and he didn’t know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. Probably both, because they were already joining the teasing train with Katrina from then on.

Still, he meant what he said about bringing you with him to his travels one day, though he has yet to bring up meeting his family. Not yet, at least. For now, he was going to make up for lost time. None of you had the time to see each other since your return just days ago, with him being appointed by Professor Englund with the new students and you helping your team out with early preparations.

“I see you’ve made some new friends,” You peered over his shoulder, waving back at them as they finally realised who you were. If the way he greeted you with your name in a much softer tone didn’t give it away, then the symbol on your jersey definitely did, “It’s not every day we see the Beckett Harrington coming here willingly, other than to watch us win the championships.”

He playfully rolled his eyes.

“So, to what do we owe the pleasure?”

“Well, I was just telling the freshmen about Penderghast’s continuous success in the leagues.”

“Yup, five times in a row, and hopefully it doesn’t end there!” Unbeknownst to Griffin, his toothy grin not only had ‘the clique’ squealing amongst themselves, but even the boys were extremely pumped just by the thought of being in the team. You've made room for Zeph to join, or rather, take your place in the conversation. While you love the game with your heart and soul, you knew Griffin and Zeph were better at marketing it.

Hey, they were the ones who convinced you into joining the team, after all!

Soon, you were shoulder-to-shoulder with Beckett, minus the height difference, speaking to one another without looking away from the associating parties.

“I meant what I said,” He raised his eyebrows questioningly, glancing at you from the corner of his eye, “Seeing you here. I know we haven’t had the time, even though we’re both in the same building.”

“Hey, none of that.” He stopped you, “I should’ve at least stopped by your room as soon as I got here, but Professor Englund came to me the last minute and I—”

“Beckett,” You placed your hand on his bicep, running it up and down as a way to comfort him, “How about we both take the blame? It’s not even our first day and I’d rather not spend the precious time I have with my boyfriend talking about whose fault it is.”

He chuckled, crunching the turf under his shoes idly.

“Fine, fine. We can save the headache for topics like Shreya’s endless plans with Serene and Sublime.”

“Or Professor Englund’s class, in a nutshell.” You both shared a laugh, forgetting your surroundings momentarily when you caught a new student pointing at something up top to his friend. You looked up in wonder, only to realise that they were so entranced by your familiar. Butterball had been gliding near the roof’s opening, where he basked in the sun since the end of practice rather than returning to the ether.

Might as well make new friends, right?

“Butterball, come here, boy!” You raised your hand, wiggling your fingers at the lumian in an effort to grab his attention. The majestic serpentine stopped dead in his tracks, perking up when he realized it was you calling his name. His trill was loud enough to echo throughout the arena before diving headfirst towards your group. You’ve briefly forgotten that matured familiars weren’t common around campus, let alone a mega-evolved one like Butterball until the freshmen reacted apprehensively at his actual size and lightning speed. Some gasped while others tried to hide behind one another, though none of them fled, seeing how even Beckett wasn't moving.

As expected, Butterball had targeted Beckett, circling him from the bottom up before stopping right in front of him. Half of them staggered and swayed, unexpecting the gust of wind from his rapid moves.

“Hello to you too.” Beckett chuckled, returning his greeting with a couple of pets on the head. The coos released by your companion had brought the cautious students at ease, approaching him with less skepticism, "Everyone, meet Butterball. Her familiar.” He introduced the creature to them before motioning to you.

Butterball's feathers shook in excitement, nudging his head into the closest set of hands for pets. His cat-like behaviour instantly won their hearts, with some wanting to get a turn at giving him head scratches while the rest returned to Zeph and Griffin, eager to know more about the upcoming tryouts.

"Do you mind if I borrow you for a sec?" Beckett raised his brows, more so intrigued than suspicious before calling out to them to take five. With their attention elsewhere, you slipped your hand into his, fingers intertwining before dragging him to the side of the bleachers. The spot wasn't far from the students' peripheral vision but enough for some sort of privacy.

He opened his mouth in hopes of asking if everything was alright when you crashed your lips against his. You heard his breath hitched but he returned the gesture just as quick, only for you to break the kiss before he could even deepen it.

Your forwardness was not expected, as evidenced by his wide eyes. But with this newfound spot, he thought 'fuck it'. Remaining professional may be his top priority but he only had so much self-control. He caught you by surprise when he took a hold of your hands, pulling you in for a longer, much more passionate kiss. Your hands rested on his chest, feeling up the familiar material of his blazer while his very own held onto your hips. The second you felt his tongue prodding your bottom lip, your caresses turned to grips, slightly creasing his lapel in the process.

Upon hearing your little whines, he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours. Even with what was happening just a few feet away from you, the feeling of being in his arms after so long was too good to ignore.

"What time will your practice end?" His eyes remained closed, fearing that he'd lose you just by opening them.

"Uh… Around five, I think. Why?"

"I'll make it up to you." He whispered, his lips hovering over yours. There was so much devotion in his words and while you were flattered by his reassurance, you wanted to take your chance to do the same.

"Beckett, my favorite part of the day is seeing your face. The second I saw you here, I immediately forgot how tired I was!" Your hands slipped upwards, wrapping your arms around his neck to be closer to him than you thought possible, "Just having you by my side is already a treat in itself, no matter where we are or what we do."

That’s what he love about you, amongst other reason, that is. How easy you were able to decipher your feelings into words and how he hopes to do the same for you. He may have his difficulties every once in a while but as a Harrington, you knew he wasn't going to back down from a challenge, and that is what you love about him.

"Then I'll make sure we'll make the most of it," He promised, "I'll stop by your room at six, get dressed by then."

"Oh, bossy, aren't you?" You teased him, only to gape at his defense.

"And not once have I heard you complain about it," He leaned in, whispering in your ear, "Not especially when we're in bed," It was your turn to look away, knowing he had a smirk on his face when you failed to respond, "So obedient whenever I tell you to take your clothes off, having an absolute beauty lay underneath me."

"Beckett…" You gulped, always taken aback by this side of him.

"You have my word." The meaningful smile on his face was hard to resist, and just as you savoured the moment, Zeph's voice rang out.

"Hey, lovebirds! Sorry to interrupt but the captain's gonna need his star player ASAP!" You and Beckett looked at each other before sharing a laugh, your face growing hot whereas Beckett was no different, clearing his throat as if it was going to help with the way he blushed.

"After you." Ever the gentleman. You thanked him with a playful curtsy and headed back to the group, your boyfriend tagging along seconds after. The knowing looks on Griffin and Zeph's faces accompanied by the giggles and oohs of the freshmen had you wishing you could use your Super Speed spell and get the heck out of there.

"Right, I hope you all learned a lot about Thief and had fun with Butterball but we should really continue," Beckett stroked the lumian's cheek, only to call your name, "Do you mind if we visit the Sun-Att Room before we conclude our tour? Just so they know what it looks like on the inside."

He's definitely not trying to show you off.

"Be my guest! I'll let Atlas and Dean Swan know about it, just in case," You showed him an 'okay' sign before waving with Griffin and Zeph as the group departed, "Welcome to Penderghast, by the way!"

"So… Mind telling me where we're going?" It’s been hours since the tour and just ten minutes since Beckett’s arrival at your doorstep. You were just about ready when he knocked on your door, opening it to find Beckett offering you a single Dreamshade flower.

The number of times this man has made you feel fuzzy should not be healthy at this point.

"Why spoil the surprise when I can just bring you there?" He turned the knob that led to Penn Square, filling you with anticipation as to what he had in mind. Walking hand in hand, you took in your surroundings; from Aster’s shop to the local bookstore, plus the familiar faces you’ve passed by. As the turn you both took became apparent, you turned to him in excitement.

“Are we going where I think we’re going?” As if the universe heard you, you and Beckett coincidentally reached your destination; Cafe Sirene. The very coffee shop that held both your favorite treats and valuable memories.

“Surprised?”

“Not at all,” He held the door open for you, joining you to greet the staff behind the counter. Both of you ordered the usual; a slice of Raspberry Reverie and some hot chocolate before moving over to the window seat.

“Have you stopped by the shop since we last saw each other?” He asked you before taking a sip of his drink.

“I did once! Atlas and I were craving something sweet and we just bought tons to try at home,” Hearing you talk about your time with your family was always thrilling. The sparkle in your eyes as you recalled them one by one. Stroganoff Sundays with Atlas and your mother, movie nights with foster parents, lazy days with Butterball and Navi. It was the least you deserve, considering the hardships you had gone through since your first year, “But y’know, it doesn’t beat coming here with you.”

He rubbed the back of his neck upon hearing your confession.

“But what about you? Anything interesting happened while you were in France?”

“Well, if you think visiting over five art galleries within two days is interesting, then sure,” He shrugged nonchalantly, only to hide his smile behind the cup, “But, personally, I’d say your beauty is just as mesmerizing as the art I’ve seen there.”

None of you had the time to react when you heard a chorus of squeals and giggles coming from the kitchen. Both of you turned to the source of the sound, only to find a handful of the staff, including the chef, eavesdropping behind the door. Seeing your eyes on them, they retreated, with one of them even let out a small, high-pitched scream. You hid your face, only to peek through your fingers and see Beckett covering his mouth, sharing your embarrassment. He looked anything but annoyed though, and with his free hand, he interlaced his fingers with yours.

“Let’s just eat, shall we?” You nodded, and the shyness you both had slowly disappeared. Your conversation went on smoothly as you fed each other the cake, all while watching the sunset and returning to your dorm with big smiles and high hopes for the future together.

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rain18rain · 6 years ago

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This scene has made my entire week

I totally agree with that fish

#choices #choices: stories you play #play choices #playchoices #griffin x mc #te #te2 #the elementalists #mc x griffin #elizabeth x griffin #griffin langley #griffin x f!mc

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mysteli · 6 years ago

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electricity (griffin x mc)

A/N: can you tell I like jealousy fics because I really do? this is my first griffin x mc and trust me, I’ll be writing a lot more for him in future.

Warning: T (swearing and innuendo I guess)

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summary: Griffin is hit by jealousy when he sees Beckett and Neveah getting close. It’s up to Neveah to reassure him.

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Griffin hates this. His mind was never built for a emotion such as this. Sure, he has his moments of negativity, especially with everything that’s been going on lately but still. His whole nature is centred around being the best human possible but fuck, he can’t help the way he feels right about now. Just the way this whole situation is playing out before him... makes him feel a little...

No. Griffin don’t say it. Don’t admit it to yourself otherwise it’ll actually be true.

Griffin can’t afford to believe that he actually has is it in him to feel such nausea like this. Except, it’s nowhere near nausea, it’s something much much worse. Hell, maybe he can just blame it on the fact that he’s feeling a little sick inside and it’s a simple stomach ache taunting him from within. But that doesn’t really explain why his temper is rising to its peak right about now.

Truthfully, Griffin likes to believe he isn’t capable of such high anger and frustration but Neveah has been bringing out many sides in him lately. His heart skips a beat as the reoccurring thought of Neveah returns to his mind but he can’t completely form a smile like he usually would. What a woman, though. She’s so unique and so is her name. No one else is like her and her being here has made life here so much better. Griffin is literally starting to fall for her and he can’t stop himself from thinking about her as much as possible.

She’s perfect. Who wouldn’t want her? Maybe that explains why Beckett has taken such a liking to her too since he’s getting a little too close to her right in front of Griffin’s eyes.

Beckett and Neveah have been standing around the school library talking for way too long now or maybe it just feels like it’s been forever because Griffin has been staring at them god knows how long. He just can’t bring himself to look away because he’s aware of how close they’re getting and it really shouldn’t affect him in the way it is. Griffin and Neveah have kissed plenty of times and hell, they’ve even slept together but still, they’re not official. So it’s easy to see that Griffin can’t exactly stop Neveah from seeing Beckett. Sure, he’s... nice? Oh fuck it Griffin. Just say it. The guy is a jerk.

Beckett’s more positive side seems to be showing more and it’s clear that is all because Neveah has been around him. It’s funny how Neveah brings out the best side of Beckett and right now the worst side of Griffin.

Seriously, it’s not like Griffin wants to feel this way. He can’t remember a time he ever reacted to a situation like this. He’s... envious, let’s put it like that since it makes Griffin feel a whole lot better about his pride. Truth is, he feels completely ridiculous right now. Neveah isn’t even his girlfriend so he has no damn right to tell her what he should and he shouldn’t do.

Who cares if she wants to go after a stuck up guy like Beckett? Griffin cares. That’s the problem.

Whats the point of him feeling this way anyway? They’re just talking. Talking closely. Right now, Neveah is simply laughing at something Beckett may have said, occasionally touching him on the arm which he always reacts to with a blush or something. Griffin’s dark eyes narrow at the sight and he rolls his eyes as he continues to watch over the scene from afar. He’s seated at a desk in the library and originally, he had the intention to study but he’s only managed to get half a page down since he spotted this situation and he’s been worrying about it for the last fifteen minutes now.

In all seriousness and despite everything, Griffin does have this small voice taunting him from his mind, filling his head with the worry that everything he shared with Neveah means absolutely nothing. She’s simply going to forget the little moments and even the night they spent together. Did it really mean nothing to her? After everything they’ve been through.

With that thought now his main concern, Griffin finally tears his eyes away from the sickening sight of Beckett and Neveah. He’s completely aware that he won’t be able to get any studying done after what he’s just seen. Besides, this is gonna bother him for a good while. So, Griffin just gets up and closes the textbook in front of him, picking it up and starting to walk towards the exit of the library.

He’d barely made it away from the desk before he catches the sound of a familiar voice calling out to him.

“Griffin! Wait up.” The voice echoes through his ears and he’s forced to stop in his tracks, as much as he’s hesitant to.

Recognising that the melodic voice belongs to none other than Neveah Withers, Griffin summons the strength to swerve around and try not to let this new emotion get the better of him. Maybe he can at least have a regular conversation with the woman that affects him in ways he can never explain.

“What?” He simply says in an accidental cold tone, as Neveah finally approaches him, pausing mere inches away from his face. She’s a little taken aback by the bluntness of his tone and she notices how stiff his posture is.

Griffin can’t help but allow his gaze to drift over her exterior, noticing how well put together she is today. Her dark complexion compliments the contrast of her light hazel eyes and her raven hair cascades perfectly down her back. Her lips are pursed and her eyebrows are raised in a questioning manor. Clearly she’s curious about Griffin’s unnatural state because he’s never in negative moods like this.

“Are you ok?” Neveah dares to ask, folding her arms in an idle manor and she eyes Griffin with an obvious expectance.

“Yeah. Perfectly fine. What do you want?” Griffin’s answer seems amazingly reassuring until he throws in that harsh question and immediately regrets it. There’s also a slight shakiness to the way he speaks, caused by the disgusting feeling swirling around his stomach.

Neveah simply brushes off his cold tone and she takes a wary step closer to him, her eyes narrowing as she skims over Griffin’s features. “Just wanted to say hey and, uh... thank you.” She mutters to him, her voice dropping to a whisper as she says words she only wants Griffin to hear.

“Thank me? For what?” Griffin’s blank expression doesn’t falter, even as Neveah slides her hands over his chest, her palms grazing his grey hoodie and meeting around the back of his neck. Usually, an action like that would have him tending with electricity but right now, with the way he’s feeling, it’s just... nothing.

Neveah is a little confused but she shakes it off and continues, leaning in so her lips are hovering over Griffin’s and her slow exhales burn against his mouth. “For last night.” She whispers in a husky tone, her breath grazing over Griffin’s lips but he remains still, unfazed and uneasy. “It was everything I’d ever imagined with you.”

Griffin’s expression remains empty and he couldn’t even crack a smile in that moment. He’s aware of how shallow and blunt he’s being right now but he doesn’t have the strength to respond to her the right way. Who knows if she’s just saying what she said to Beckett barely a minute ago? Who knows if she did the same things she did with Griffin with Beckett as well? Griffin trusts her more than anyone else but... what if he’s gone after the wrong girl and she’s just playing a game with him?

Griffin just remains silent, not daring to respond otherwise he might lash out at her. When he doesn’t speak for about two minutes, Neveah leans away and looks at him with a light concern in her eyes, her hands still entwined around his neck.

“Griffin, what’s wrong—“

“Are you always this flirty?” Griffin suddenly questions, his eyebrows raising expectantly and he’s reached his breaking point now. He can’t hold in his feelings anymore.

Neveah is clearly stunned by his offensive question and she tilts her head at him out of bewilderment. “Um... what?”

“Am I just... a game to you? Easy to play. Easy to win.” Griffin challenges her, releasing her hands from behind his neck and folding his arms solemnly, narrowing his eyes at her skeptically.

Neveah holds her hands up defensively at Griffin, showing her sign of surrender. “Griffin, you know it’s not like that with you. I actually wanna be with—“

“Don’t say it.” Griffin interrupts her before she can tamper with his feelings again. “I don’t wanna hear it. You probably don’t mean it anyway.”

“Of course I do. Why would you ever think that you’re just one night to me?” Neveah tries her best to reason with Griffin, never having seen this side of him.

He doesn’t even answer. He just turns his back to her and starts walking away, glancing back one last time and saying one more thing.

“Just know I’m not that kind of guy, Neveah.” Griffin murmurs before charging out of the library and seconds after he escapes the torture of that confrontation, his guilty conscience comes running after him. He forces himself to carry on and start venturing back to his room.

For the next few hours, Griffin just lies back on his bed, confused and disappointed with himself. Why the hell would he do that? What is the point in being so damn irritated like that with a woman he knows would never play him like that?

It was the jealousy within him talking. Damn, he can finally admit it because now he knows it’s true, especially after that failure of a conversation. He’s aware he left Neveah feeling insulted and offended and he can’t say he blames her. He acted like a jerk and he didn’t even care about her feeling in that moment because Griffin, himself, felt insulted and offended by the idea that she could be playing him.

Now he realises that there is no way that she’d do that. Neveah has always talked about how loyal and committed she would be if she ever found love and Griffin has no reason to believe she would ever stray or do anything like that. His envy got the better of him and that feeling is still there as he continues to think about the idea of Beckett and Neveah. But now it’s more harmless and he’s only ashamed of the fact that he’s jealous of a guy like Beckett. How could anyone be envious of him?

It’s only really because of Neveah.

All of a sudden, Griffin is caught off guard by the sound of a deafening knock bouncing off the door to his room. He suspects its Zeph asking about an assignment or something. He’s always doing that. One time he knocked in the middle of the night and Griffin almost killed him. Seriously, who does that?

With clear reluctance, Griffin moves off his bed and paces over to the door, gripping the door handle and swinging the door open. He’s immediately taken aback by who he finds on the other side.

“Neveah.” Griffin mutters her name and a sigh of relief escapes him when he sees her. She appears dazed but theres also a solemn glint hidden in her eyes and Griffin is definitely happy to see her again.

Neveah doesn’t speak for a moment, fiddling with her hands and playing with the ends of her hair. “You pissed me off, Griffin.” She states finally, her gaze meeting his and she holds it for a moment, only increasing the tension between them.

“I know. I never should have told you that.” Griffin murmurs, sucking in a sharp breath and it’s as if there’s a rock planted in his throat. He runs a hand through his hair and hangs his head in shame.

“Is that really how you feel though? Is that really what you think of me? Us?” Neveah dares to ask, tears starting to swell in her eyes but she won’t let herself feel weak at a time like this.

Griffin shakes his head defiantly. “No. It was just... something happened to me. I don’t wanna explain it.” He points out, stroking his jaw thoughtfully and he really doesn’t wanna appear weak to Neveah right now and he certainly doesn’t wanna be flooded with embarrassment if he tells Neveah that he’s jealous of Beckett.

“If you don’t explain it, than how the hell am I supposed to believe that it was just a relapse?” Neveah challenges, throwing her hands on her hips and releasing a heavy sigh, starting to feel like Griffin doesn’t really wanna fix this and that tears at his heart strings.

“It was a relapse. I promise. I wanna be with you. I wanna care about you. I wanna be able to tell everyone that you’re mine—“ Suddenly, Griffin trails off, placing his hands behind his head and cursing out of stress. He realise he may have just revealed that he’s jealous but also he may have spilled all his feeling for Neveah that he’s been trying to keep hidden for so long. Why the fuck did he have to say that?”

Neveah is hit by shock from his words and her mouth parts dramatically. She tries to speak but no words leave her lips. All she manages to do is release a heavy exhale and she attempts to process and realise what’s been making Griffin feel this way.

“Who is it?” Neveah dares to ask, folding her arms expectantly.

Griffin doesn’t understand at first, furrowing his brows in confusion. “What?”

“Who is it that’s making you jealous?”

Griffin stiffens a little, the muscles in his body tensing up and he forces himself to put on a brave face. “Wait what? No one. Why would I be jealous?”

“You basically just admitted it. So who is it?” Neveah asks again and Griffin just shakes his head, not willing to give up his insecurities to anyone. Not even her.

“Nope.”

All of a sudden, a lightbulb goes off in Neveah’s head and her hazel eyes widen with amusement. “Oh my god! Is it—“

Before she can announce it to the entire hallway, Griffin grasps her wrist and drags her into his room, slamming the door shut and twisting Neveah so she’s pressed up against it. He steadies her there, pinning her down by her wrists. Griffin keeps hold of her wrists with one hand and uses the other to cover her mouth to stop her from blurting it out.

It still doesn’t help that she knows.

Griffin looks her dead in the eye and his expression falls blank again. “I’m not jealous.” He tells her firmly and Neveah just scoffs, rolling her eyes at his denial. “Stop looking at me like that, Nev. You know I’m not like that.”

Once again, Neveah narrows her eyes at him suspiciously, clearly not convinced that he’s not affected by the idea of Beckett. She tries to say something but Griffin’s hand holds her back and she glances at it impatiently, expecting him to remove his grasp so she can at least talk.

Hesitantly, Griffin obeys and he releases his grip from her mouth, still pinning her down on the door by her wrists however. Neveah lets out a slow exhale and scans Griffin’s face for any clues that he’s lying.

“You’re jealous of Beckett.” She states knowingly, not even giving Griffin a reason to protest. He silences himself so she continues. “Just admit it. I won’t judge you.”

One of Griffin’s eyebrows curve up in curiosity and he eyes her with expectancy. “What would you do then?” He asks, his shoulders slumping back as he talks.

Neveah forms a small smile and it almost looks like she’s trying to suppress a laugh. “I’d only wonder why. I mean, come on, it’s Beckett. You’re so much better for me than him. Why would you be jealous of someone like him?”

Griffin simply hangs his head, not sure how to answer that question. “I don’t know. It’s just... I saw you talking to him and it just made me... doubt whether what we have means anything to you.” He confesses, the shame hitting him when he notices the disbelief playing across Neveah’s eyes and she shakes her head at him.

“Griffin... it means everything to me.” She whispers, eyeing him with a look so meaningful that Griffin can’t help but lift his head, noticing how genuine she is coming for right now.

“...Really? You’re not... thinking about Beckett?” Griffin dares to ask and Neveah lets out an amused scoff in response.

“Seriously? Beckett, of all things? You’re everything he’s not and that’s why...” Neveah trails off, contemplating whether this is the right moment to let those words be unleashed. “...that’s why I love you.”

Griffin’s dark eyes widen upon hearing those words. He can’t say he ever really expected to hear them. Yet, here he is, witnessing Neveah Withers tell him she loves him for the first time. He can’t help but let a smile cross his lips for the first time in a long while. In that moment, the jealousy within him melts and dies away completely and is replaced by a feeling of contentment and trust. Griffin has never been happier than in this moment.

“...Seriously?” is all Griffin manages today, a little doubt still hidden in the back of his mind and Neveah just giggles at his ongoing shock.

“Of course! You’re amazing.”

“I’m... I’m amazing?”

“Ok now you’re just fishing for compliments.” Neveah catches onto his little game and Griffin just lets out a laugh in return, his smile widening and he joins their foreheads as he locks eyes with her.

“Well, I love you too. Seriously.” Griffin whispers and Neveah forms a smile just as wide as his. They share a sweet, savoured kiss that causes the electricity to return within them. Once they pull away, Neveah remembers the current position she’s trapped in.

“So... can you like... let me go of me now?” Neveah questions, struggling to free herself of Griffin’s grasp. He leans away and glances at the situation, his genuine smile being replaced by a teasing smirk. Only then does Neveah realise what his intentions are.

“Heh, no.” Griffin denies her dismissively and shakes his head at her, leaning in so his lips are inches away from hers. “I’m still kind of jealous so I need a minute to prove just how much I love you.”

Neveah’s eyes roll back at the effect of his husky whisper and hearing him say he loves her is something she’ll never get tired of hearing. “God, Griffin. Never stop telling me you love me.”

“I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.”

#just a little fic #playchoices #choices #pixelberry #choices stories you play #fan fiction #griffin x mc #griffin langley #the elementalists #te #choices te #choices fanfic #mc x Griffin #griffin x f!mc #mysteli #writing

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juliaromantique · 5 years ago

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unconditionally (griffin x mc)

choices characters of color appreciation week 💫 @choicescocappreciationweek

“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."

#playchoices #choices stories you play #the elementalists #griffin langley #griffin x mc #choicescocaw #choicescocaw day one

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choicesficwriterscreations · 8 months ago

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CFWC F/AotW: Apr 28 - May 4, 2024

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱 = Text Fics/Edits | 🎨 = Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA

BLOODBOUND / NIGHTBOUND

Disembodies (Series) ✒️ | Adrian Raines x F!MC, Nik Ryder x F!MC - @mynotsohealthyobsession Chapter 8

CRIMES OF PASSION

All's Fair in Love & Turtles 📱 | m!Trystan Thorne, Luke Wattanabe - @jerzwriter

Caught ✒️ | m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @jerzwriter

Sempervirens ✒️ | m!Trystan Thorne x F!MC - @moominofthevalley

THE ELEMENTALISTS

Portrait of the Week 🎨 | Griffin Langley - @artbyalz

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Starlight Smut Supercut - Go the Fuck to Sleep ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🏳️‍🌈 | m!Cas Harlow x m!Gabe Adalhard x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

Starlight Smut Supercut - Original Sin ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🏳️‍🌈 | m!Cas Harlow x m!Gabe Adalhard x NB!MC - @aria-ashryver

IT LIVES WITHIN

Untitled Art 🎨 | Abel Flint x F!MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

NIGHTBOUND

Fragile ✒️Ⓜ | Nik Ryder x F!MC - @ladylamrian

Untitled Fic ✒️ | Nik Ryder x F!MC - @infactnoimmasitinthemiddle

OPEN HEART

Beach Maternity Shoot 📱 | Rafael Aveiro x F!MC

Mostly Pleasant Surprises (Series) ✒️ | Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter Chapter 1: Birthday Presence

Moving On (Series) ✒️Ⓜ | Rafael Aveiro x F!MC - @rafasgirl23145 Chapter 38: Dancing With My Eyes Closed Chapter 39: Grieving

Stickler For The Rules ✒️ | Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect

THE ROYAL ROMANCE F/AotW: Apr 28 - May 4, 2024

#choices fanfic #choices fanfiction #playchoices #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #cfwc art of the week #choices fanart #bloodbound #nightbound #crimes of passion #immortal desires #open heart #the elementalists #it lives within

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rosesnink · 5 years ago

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God Tier LI tag

Hello hello fellas! Noe here with a new tag that might be interesting and we get to appreciate all the LIs

The tag is simple: If you're someone who always romamces men,you'll have to say top 5 female god tier li for you and if you're a wlw Player (like me) you'll have to say top 5 god tier male li.

For example,I'll say top 5 god tier M!LI for me

1. Ernest Sinclaire

2. Bryce Lahela

3. Zigmund Ortega

4. Griffin Langley

5. Flynn O'Malley

Now I'll tag 7 players of each routes

M!LI x F!MC tag list: @lady-kato @hellospunkiebrewster @50shadesofgrayx @universallypizzataco @thefirstcourtesan @kingliamsbish @carreraleigh

F!LI x F!MC tag list: @rosesandchoices @kamilahsqueen @strangerofbraidwood @queerchoicesblog @toyhenoctus @soniaismywife @monagf

#choices stories you play #choices tag #choices tag game #li tag #li appreciation #wlw #mlw

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zoey-wades · 6 years ago

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Gone. (Griffin x F!MC)

Rating: General Audiences

Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort

Authors Note: I finally caught up with TE, and felt like this is the brief interaction we should’ve had with Griffin after the events of the thief match. I’m not bitter or anything...

-x-

Jasmine awoke to the sound of a gentle knock on her door. A quick glance at her phone told her that it was a little after midnight, so she hoped that it was something important. After the terrible incident at the match that afternoon, all she really wanted to do was rest her aching body and relax in silence.

Refusing to roll out of bed, she called out to the unknown visitor, “Come in!”

There was a moment of hestitation, and then the door slowly opened revealing the tall, muscular outline of her boyfriend. Through the moonlight, she could see that Griffin was shirtless, but clad in flannel pajama pants and the fuzzy socks she got him for Christmas. He reached to rub the back of his neck, nervously. She felt her chest flutter with the warmth of familiarity, shooting him a slow, sleepy smile in the shadow of darkness.

“Hey you,” Jasmine cooed, rolling over on her stomach and resting her chin on her arms. When Griffin didn’t respond right away, but sniffled softly, her smile fell and she sat up in bed.

“Griffin, what’s—?”

“I couldn’t sleep,” He said, deep voice cracking at the end of the statement. Taking a small step forward, he shoved his hands in his pockets, “I—I just wanted to make sure that you...weren’t...”

The statement died in his mouth, and Jasmine’s throat tightened. Despite her aching body’s protests, she pushed herself over in the bed to make room for him. The twin bed didn’t allow for much in the way of it, but she didn’t care. She just needed to be closer to him.

“Come here,” she gently said, patting the space next to her. Making sure to close the door behind him, Griffin crossed the room and climbed into bed with Jasmine. She readjusted herself to lie on his firm, warm chest, and he wrapped his arms securely around her. Like she’d disappear if he let go for too long. She traced small shapes into his skin, finding comfort in the steadiness of his strong heartbeat. He responded in kind, rubbing slow circles on her back, and using his other hand to play with the curls at the nape of her neck. Like he was memorizing every part of who she was.

Griffin eventually breathed in deeply, chest rising sharply, and he exhaled a shuttering breath. When he pressed a kiss to her forehead, she felt the dampness on his cheeks.

“Jasmine, I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

Her heart clenched, and she raised her head to look at him. In his face was a mix of guilt, fear, and sadness. He looked down at her with wide, glistening brown eyes, and she reached up to wipe his tears, resisting the urge to shed a few of her own.

“You have nothing to apologize for. None of this is your fault.”

“How can I not feel that way when I can’t even protect you?” His voice held a slight edge to it, and Jasmine swallowed down the lump in her throat.

“How many times can I get knocked on my ass, and watch you get taken away from me? It’s happened over and over, and every single time I feel like I’m going to lose you for good. Today, when I knocked you out of the way, I was so sure that I was finally going to get it right. For once, you could rely on me to be the man you deserve...And then you were gone again.” His arms tightened around her, reflexively, “I watched you get taken away from me again, and I tried so damn hard to get to you, Jasmine. I swear. I tried every spell I could think of. But I—Gods, I never felt so helpless. Kane just took you from me, and I just watched.”

Jasmine pushed herself up to be eye level with the boy, and caressed his cheek tenderly. Taking a moment to study his face, she pressed her lips to his forehead in a soft kiss, “You are so brave, and gentle, and kind, and good. So good, Griffin. You were right by my side when I went against Raife, who was powerful enough to kill even legendary attuned much more seasoned than we are. You remind me, every day, that I’m strong enough to conquer anything in my way. You’re my partner, my best friend, and someone who supports me in every way imaginable.”

Jasmine rubbed a thumb across his smooth cheek, placing small kisses along his nose before settling on his mouth. He hummed softly into the kiss, and she pulled away to rest her forehead against his, “Griffin Langley, you are so much more than you give yourself credit for. I know you worry about me, but do you know what would happen if something ever hurt you because you tried to save me?”

Her mind flashed back to when Raife attacked Griffin in the lab. He lay in a crumpled heap on the ground, bruised and battered. She shut her eyes from the memory.

“It would kill me,” she whispered, painfully. “You have so much joy to give, and I honestly can’t imagine a bright world without you in it.”

There was a pregnant pause between them, and Griffin pressed his lips to the crown of Jasmine’s head, muttering something incoherent.

She hummed softly, “What was that, mister?”

He pressed a few more kisses to her forehead and his soft lips caused her skin to tingle.

“I said, I love you so much it scares me, Jasmine.”

He said it so casually. Though it was the first time he said the words aloud, she somehow always knew. It felt right to her ears, and it settled around her like a warm blanket. She shuddered, in a good way.

“I love you, too, Griffin.” She sighed, burying her face in the crook of his neck, “So damn much.”

#playchoices #griffin x mc #griffin langley #naja writes #idk what this is

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choicesficwriterscreations · 9 months ago

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CFWC LGBTQIA Masterlist March

✒️ = Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA

AMERICAS MOST ELIGIBLE

Cherry Blossoms Dancing In The Sunlight ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Contestant x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

BACHELORETTE PARTY

Gardenia in Blossom ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| BP NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma

BIG SKY COUNTRY

Pink Azaleas For a Love That Saved Us ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Dallas James x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

BLADES OF LIGHT & SHADOW

Blades MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

A Burden We Both Share ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Valax x Nia Ellarious - @livelaughlovecassie

Nia Ellarious x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @gaiuskamilah

Orc Meets Girl ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| F!Orc!MC & F!Human!MC - @noesapphic

BLOODBOUND

Kamilah Sayeed x F!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈🔹by @vampirkit

CRIMES OF PASSION

Gabriel Rose 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms

So Was it Honestly the Best? ✒️🏳️‍🌈| m!Trystan Thorne x MC - @choices-ceri

THE ELEMENTALISTS

Surprise Selfie! 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Beckett Harrington x MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Your Love is Sweet Like a Honeysuckle ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Griffin Langley x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

ENDLESS SUMMER

Grandchildren: Beatriz ✒️🎨🏳️‍🌈| Estela Montoya x F!MC - @marmolady

GUINEVERE

Lancelot du Lac 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @lilyoffandoms

THE HAUNTING OF BRIARWOOD MANOR

Chicory Flowers For My Beloved ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Eleanor Waverly x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

HIGH SCHOOL STORY

Count the Red Roses ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Michael Harrison x NB!MC - @aallotarenunelma

IMMORTAL DESIRES

Gabe Adalhard Flower Crown 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @aria-ashryver

Lavander Sass ✒️🏳️‍🌈| NB!MC, Original Characters - @aallotarenunelma

IT LIVES SERIES

Noah Marshall x MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @payroo

LAWS OF ATTRACTION

I thought that I was special...🎨🏳️‍🌈| Gabe Ricci, NB!MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Martin Vanderweil Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

The Three Fates 🎨🏳️‍🌈| Original Characters - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Watcha Doing Down There?🎨🏳️‍🌈 | NB!MC, OC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Weird, but not a sin🎨🏳️‍🌈| LOA NB!MC - @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Wind Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈 by @lilyoffandoms for @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Wind: Goldenrod (NB!MC)🎨🏳️‍🌈by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd

Windverse Art 🎨🏳️‍🌈 | NB!MC, OCs by @cammarada (C: @oh-so-youre-a-nerd)

OPEN HEART

Bryce Lahela x M!MC Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈by @/artbyainna (C: @icecoffee90)

Your Death, Your Dog, Your Declaration ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Bryce Lahela x M!MC (eventual) - @mydemonsdrivealimo

With Warning (Series)✒️🏳️‍🌈 | Bryce Lahela, Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter Part Five: Captain Lahela and a Serving of Common Sense

PERFECT MATCH

Alstroemeria as in Adoration ✒️🏳️‍🌈| PM F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

PLATINUM

Wisteria Will Intertwine Around Our Wrists ✒️🏳️‍🌈| M!Raleigh Carerra x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

QUEEN B

I'm Not Needed, Never Will I Be ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Ina Kingsley x MC - @kwaj115

RIDE OR DIE

Ride or Die Fanart 🎨🏳️‍🌈| F!Logan x M!MC - @cadybear420

THE ROYAL ROMANCE

Cinderfella's Adventures in Cordonia (Series) ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Liam Rys x M!MC - @justcallmefox89

RULES OF ENGAGEMENT

Stitched Sunflowers ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Dean West x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

SAVE THE DATE

Origami Daisy ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Simon Hendricks x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

WISHFUL THINKING

Amaryllis Bliss ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Jamie Lewis x F!MC - @aallotarenunelma

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