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mariemarieohcontrary · 1 year ago

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Choices MCs (Filipino Edition lol)

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Finally drew four of my Choices MCs inspired by @cassiopeiacorvus and her wonderfully done OC compilations (how do you have the patience to draw all of em omg)

I'm thinking of doing the same for my Romance Club MCs too (background would be the purple of the homescreen there)

Interested in commissioning me? Click the source! 💗

Evangeline Marie G. (Guzman) Lakandula - Ah yes, my soft, anxious babie with self-worth issues. She comes from a messy background with a horrible father. She was close to her late (paternal) grandparents and had a very complicated relationship with her late mother. One of her relatives shes v close to is her older cousin, Ethan.

She's a college dropout thanks to her father's bad choices and worked the moment she had a chance to.

After her mother passed, that was it for Evangeline. She kinda needed to go away from her dad and his loud voice and other issues. So she left home and Ethan helped her out before he left for a business trip abroad.

He had her go to a house he owned in Laguna where she could live in provided she just do the cleaning in there. She found simple work that she was qualified for and that was her life for the next few years until a certain bachelor party came into her life.

Diwa Kalangitan M. (Masangga) del Rosario - My chaotic good and very protective MC who definitely rabbleroused in the school she works in.

She was raised in a household that follows some precolonial beliefs and traditions. She has a stepfather who's an albularyo and two half-siblings. One is studying in college, the other is still in high school. She has a close relationship to both her parents.

And she is rather happy with her job as a teacher in a private school. Sure she sometimes goes against curriculum to make sure the kids enjoy her lessons. She's a class advisor also so when she found out their math teacher humiliated one of her students, she confronted said teacher.

Her trip to America is really just a birthday trip until the events of the book started. In the end she ends up in a poly relationship with Nik and Cal. (She does end up pointing out to the boys that she'll have to go back to her work and family at least just to properly resign and find work near them and also to assure her family she's safe.)

Maya Chelidonia C. (Caacbay) dela Rosa - The local tired detective who had to move abroad for their own safety. Love them SM.

Maya is the child of Jaime dela Rosa, a cop in the Philippines who does not follow in corrupt practices and tries to do right by the community. He was killed after coincidentally seeing signs of corruption in the force and wanting to expose it.

After their father's death, Maya also followed in his footsteps. On their end, they wanted to try and do some good in their job but ended up experiencing some discrimination in the work force. Enter them finding the same evidence of corruption that their father found as well. This time they managed to expose the corruption but in the end, one of their few friends in the force warned them that they'll have to flee the country due to some v angry officials.

So they fled with their mother and younger sister.

Their sister became a fashion designer. Maya found work as a private detective and the two teamed up to be able to live a decent life. Their sister travels with their mom on fashion shows. They're fine living nearby their maternal uncle with their dog, Spudge. (He's a scaredy cat and a lil crybaby who doesn't like strangers and by that I mean he starts crying when the strangers notice him. It's not out of trauma, he just likes Maya and their fam more than anyone else and is v shy with others. He's also scared of the dark and loud noises.)

Inocencia Honorata G. (Galang) Valenciano - and finally, my love's embarrassing bby. My Rafael Aveiro romancer. Love her sm.

She and her mom, older brother and little sister ran away from their father when they were a kid. Her parents annulled their marriage after a few years.

Her older brother became the youngest lawyer in the country and had a firm in New York seek him out. This led to him helping Inocencia and her sister (who had skipped grades and managed to enter college the same year as Inocencia).

Inocencia is v non-competitive that she chose De La Salle University while her sister went to their grandfather’s alma mater, University of the Philippines. At college, Inocencia got dubbed as SiaSia because of the repeated -cia in her first name and surname.

The two got accepted into Edenbrook when they were gonna start. Inocencia being 27 and her sister being 25. By then, Inocencia still isn't competitive and didn't sign up for the competition for the diagnostics team but her little sister shoved her to try it out.

#play choices #the royal romance #choices fandom #choices game #choices stories you play #choices #choices fanart #nightbound #crimes of passion #open heart #trr mc #cop mc #oh mc #trr: evangeline lakandula #nb: diwa #cop: maya dela rosa #oh: inocencia valenciano #marh art #my art

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rosesnink · 18 days ago

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On the Hunt

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So, a while back, @rjschoicesstuff and I did an art trade, and after a few crazy weeks, I have finalized this and now present it to you, RJ! Your presence in this fandom is a much needed breath of fresh air, you're so sweet, kind and funny to talk to! I'm glad we found each other on this corner and that this fic does justice to your gorgeous art of Brienne and little Arianwyn! One last thing: Lekker vliegenn! 👺

English isn't my first language, so please forgive any typos/grammar mistakes

This is my half of the art trade with RJ. Go to his profile to check her gorgeous art of Brienne and Arianwyn!

This is my first Immortal Desires fic, so bear with me

Summary: Ripley ropes Cas and Gabriela onto a paw-mazing adventure where they travel across the country to see for themselves if werewolves are real, and the trio learn invaluable lessons about the world around them... and themselves

Rating: PG

Word Count: 3.8k

Pairing: Ripley Reese (bigender!MC) x F!Gabe Adalhard x M!Cas Harlow

CW: There's a heavy makeout scene and some talks of traumas of books such as Bitten, Alpha and Nightbound

Book: Immortal Desires (main), Bitten, Nightbound and Alpha

Ripley laid back as she enjoyed the moon’s reflection on the window of her car, leaving behind Crimson Beech. Her knees bounced of excitement, itching to see if werewolves were real or just another myth. But in her defense, if the Creators had turned out to be real, why not werewolves?

Gabriela placed a gentle hand on her bouncing knee, and Ripley immediately stopped. She gave her a smile, and they both smiled at one another. Cas was, of course, driving, eyes on the road, although he often checked on both of them. There was some comfort food of Ripley and several blood bags, apart from other preparations for the long trip.

“What is our first stop, again?”

“New Orleans. We’ll be there just before Mardi Gras begins.”

Gabriela beamed, her brown eyes shining in the moonlight “Oh my gosh! I look forward the costumes and the traditions there! I’ve always dreamt of going before, you know…”

Ripley placed a loving hand on her “You’ll look beautiful, I know it.”

Gabriela smiled widely and kissed Ripley’s cheek. Cas looked at them, scoffing with affection as he kept driving. “We should reach the ley lines soon. I do not look forward looking like a cheap crab because of sun poisoning.”

Ripley chortled “Perhaps you should dress up as one!”

“As if,” he grunted.

When they finally arrived, they checked out, and Ripley, being a woman on a mission, talked to a few locals about folklore, and found out that there had been some strange wolf activity that set off some alarms in the past, and saw strange-looking creatures that looked their way.

“Indeed,” a woman whispered “legends of magical creatures habiting New Orleans have always been told. And between you and I, child… they are.” She winked before disappearing.

Ripley smiled “This town should be interesting. Where to begin first?”

“The cemetery,” Gabriela said “we ought to see if there’s other Creators resting.”

“And the outskirts. If I were a supernatural, that’s where I’d live.” Added Cas.

They all walked in perfect harmony, prepared for a fight or somewhere along the lines. As they neared, they all heard the same: music and roars. Beaming with excitement, they got closer to the raucous noise and found several people, some as standing-wolves and others as humans dancing and watching people do some sort of circuit. One of the standing wolves howled, and the rest followed. Ripley’s eyes were glazed of pure joy.

Her dream since she was little was to see some werewolves, and now she was.

One wolf sniffed the air and turned to see the standing vampires and growled, the eldest of them approaching “What are you doing in our territory, vampire?”

Gabriela put her hands up “We mean no harm. We are vampires from the Crimson Beech coven and only seek to meet you and get to know you.”

“Yeah, our Ripley here’s been dying to meet wolves since forever. Right, Ripley?”

“Oh my god, yes! I know that vampires and werewolves have a rivalry, but I think it’s bullshit! We both are cool in so many different ways!” She kept on rambling, and the wolf seemed surprised, but amused by the vampire’s enthusiasm.

Gabriela and Cas seized up the man: he looked much older than them, with light brown skin, long hair and strong, hairy arms. He had a strong aura, like the was the among the most powerful of the werewolves, and calmly listened to Ripley’s excited rant.

“…Hence why we’re here! Who are you? Are you a wolf? Can I see you turn?!”

The man threw his head and laughed loudly “I like this kid. The name’s Cal. And turning is painful business, but if you’d like it…”

Cas pointed to the circuit “You do this often?”

One wolf joined in “We can’t afford to slack. Gotta stay in shape, especially after what happened a few years ago.”

“A powerful witch resuscitated an evil man and took a lot of damage to defeat him. Had to rely on hunters and everything.”

Cal shrugged “You have to admit, Nik and Katherine are damn good at what they do. And you know Nathalie, her help’s been good for the pack.”

The trio looked at Cal confused, and he chuckled “My bad. We’ll give you some context over some beer.”

Cas grinned wickedly “Now that I can get behind to!”

“We’d love to hear more about these people.”

Cal told them everything. How it started with Nathalie’s arrival on New Orleans for her 25th birthday, and how it escalated to a full fight against Thomas and forming a group which Cal was part of, and how she was the daughter of the Lord of Lamrian, a faerie realm. Gabriela perked up at the mention of faeries, and wished to meet the formidable Nathalie. She was now learning to be Lady of Lamrian and preparing her wedding to her fiancée Vera Reinmonenq, but would put them in contact. Cas, of course, liked better the story of Nik and Katherine and, despite hating vampire hunters, liked the idea of meeting the nighthunters.

Cal patted his own leg and said “Well, if I’m going to show you my stuff, I gotta see yours, Ripley.”

“Done.” She beamed.

As Ripley showed her feral face, Cal started to shift into his werewolf form, and my, was it a magnificent form. Cal looked back at her, and she cried “Most. Epic. Thing. Ever!”

Gabriela beamed upon Ripley’s excitement, and Cas snorted fondly. Cal howled to the moon, and Ripley observed everything with glee, like a child among sweets, as the werewolf did some clever maneuvers, Ripley not far behind, observing him with admiration.

Then, finally, he changed back, and Gabriela turned around when the naked form came, out of respect and blushing, while Cas turned around casually, more used to naked bodies. Ripley did not seem to notice, too warped in the fact that he had seen a live wolf, his fantasies come true.

They spent the next days talking about what life in New Orleans was, and exchanging fantastic tales from Crimson Beech. When the day to continue their journey came, Ripley was reluctant.

“Don’t worry, Ripley. We’ve exchanged numbers, and I shall do my best to visit you. And yes, Gabriela, I shall bring Nathalie with me, she’d be delighted to meet you as well.”

Gabriela beamed and the three of them got into the car, this time Gabriela driving. Ripley hummed happily as Cas brooded in a corner, looking at how New Orleans faded away from them.

“What is our next stop again?”

“Hidden Grove,” replied Cas “we should be careful. Rumor has it that they’re dealing with some monster problem.”

“We are three strong vampires against one monster. If we could handle the Creator and the hunters, then we can handle… whatever it is they’re dealing with!” Ripley declared. Cas agreed. Gabriela was not so sure.

When they reached Hidden Grove, the first thing they saw was a castle, and a beautiful woman standing there, observing the newcomers.

“What brings you to Hidden Grove, travelers?” She asked, her accent posh and looking ancient. She reminded Gabriela of Astoria and Lewyn.

“We are looking for were—,”

Cas elbowed Ripley “Where the best inn is! We’ve been driving for hours and need to sleep and rest.”

“That will be Peter’s inn. It is that way,” the woman explained as Gabriela observed her closely, something calling to her.

“What is your name?” She asked.

The woman arched an eyebrow but replied nevertheless “Miss Hyde. Alexandra Hyde.”

“A pleasure, Miss Hyde.” She then drove off.

When they arrived at the inn, they encountered a handsome and rather young-looking innkeeper waiting for them, a disarming smile on his face “Be welcome! What can I do for you?”

Ripley sauntered over the counter and started to speak lowly and aware of his surroundings “You see, I’ve read legends of Hidden Grove’s special population and was wondering if… the rumors are true?” She then flashed quickly her silver eyes, and the man opened his eyes in delight and curiosity.

“I see. You are correct, ma’am, we are known for our charming people, and I’m sure that they’d love to meet someone as curious as you. Please, follow me, I have several rooms available since the departure of… a special friend.”

“Oh! Is she…?”

Peter chuckled “Oh, no, I’m sure she’s fine! She, ah, had to be somewhere else. We miss her already.”

Gabriela was drawn to a room that smelled of silver, wolfsbane and cinnamon. Peter noticed the young woman stopping and sighed “That was Layla’s room alright. It feels wrong, but I need to make do. It is an inn, after all.”

Whoever this Layla was, they all thought, she must’ve been special.

Gabriela could feel the power of the ley lines within them, and decided to take one room for three as allow the man to grieve his friend’s departure in peace. In the morning, they all arose and prepared to meet the alpha’s second-in-command, Grace.

“So, the rumor mill about Crimson Beech is true. Grace, a pleasure to meet you.”

“Hello, Grace,” Gabriela greeted “I’m Gabriela, and these are Cas and Ripley. She’s an avid admirer of your kind.”

Grace grinned “A fan is just what Skyler could use. She’s been down since a special someone left.”

“Layla, right? We heard about her.”

“Cas, maybe don’t bring her up? Salt in the wound and all?” Ripley hissed.

Cas straightened “Ahem, so, where is that famous Skyler? Is she the alpha of the coven?”

Grace chortled as she walked them to the pack’s house “We do not have covens. We are a pack, all of us.”

Perhaps it was better, Ripley thought, to be a team than to be divided like the covens were. The werewolf mindset of all being the same despite having different approaches to life must’ve been easier, and saved much infighting and difficulties when facing the threats that were thrown at them.

“I must ask,” Gabriela inquired “is Miss Hyde a…”

“Vampire? Yes, although you three are different. You’re walking in the sun, for one.”

“I suppose that vampirism has many varieties.”

As they walked, they noticed that the pack was looking down, as if they were all feeling the same thing. Cas overheard something about ‘fated mate’ and ‘Layla’, and Cas supposed that Layla being someone’s fated mate from the pack was a big deal, especially if she had left without them.

They approached a morose-looking woman, who stood tall, with chestnut brown hair, brown eyes and thick eyebrows. She seemed to being chopping wood deep in mind, so much that she didn’t seem to notice the odd trio standing before them. Grace gently called her alpha and her head snapped towards them “Oh, hello there! I’m Skyler Hemmings, and I run this turf. What can I do for you?”

“These are Ripley, Cas and Gabriela and they’re vampires— not like Alexandra—,” she interrupted upon noticing Skyler tensing up “from Crimson Beech and want to meet you and see how things are run here. Ripley here’s a big fan.”

Skyler smirked “A fan, eh? That sounds dope. You from Crimson Beech? Is it true that your eyes are silver and are divided among covens?”

Instead, Cas showed his silver eyes and Skyler hummed, impressed “I like your style. I dig it.”

“Yours also rock.”

As formalities were changed, Gabriela observed that Skyler’s smile was torn, looked rather haggard and seemed emotionally burdened. Might it be because Layla was her fated mate, and her departure physically affected her?

Before she could inquire, Ripley eagerly asked “Can you show me your wolf form?”

“Only if you show me this ‘feral face’ of yours!”

Ripley showed her, and Skyler nodded, complimenting it as she showed hers, and then transformed into a wolf. She was not biped like Cal, but was still large enough to ride, and was certainly imposing, showing off her alpha status. Ripley observed with glee the wolf running, howling and doing its most famous tricks, and Cas whistling of encouragement, as was expected and natural of him.

When Skyler dressed herself and recovered from such exercise, she patted Ripley on the back “Tell you what, stay for dinner and tell me all about Crimson Beech! You are far more fun vampires than that woman.”

“You mean—,”

“Hell yeah!” Cas cheered, not before throwing Gabriela a warning look to not bring Alexandra up just yet.

They dined, danced and started to know more of how werewolfisms worked in Hidden Grove, which fascinated Ripley and interested Cas. When everyone was about to turn, Gabriela caught up with Skyler.

“Hey, you! Something up?”

“I wanted to talk to you about a certain someone that’s been brought up several times.”

Skyler stiffened “You heard about…”

“Layla? Yes.”

Skyler blew silent raspberries as she beckoned Gabriela to a much more silent area where drunk werewolves wouldn’t overhear. Then, she beckoned Gabriela to talk.

“I know that she is your fated mate, and that she left… and might’ve been involved with Alexandra as well. I went through something similar with Ripley. I almost lost her, you know? She died in front of me, and I… I turned her against coven rules. And so did Cas. He was in love with her too, you see.”

“How’d you get past that?”

“Cas and I agreed to try and work together and get along for her sake. We’re not loved up yet, but… we understand and respect each other. Because infighting almost lost us Ripley. So, if I were you, and Layla also loved Alexandra… Find her. Have that difficult talk. Make it work for her, because it’s obvious that it’s physically killing you not having her by your side.”

Skyler gave Gabriela a thoughtful look before nodding, squeezing her arm “Thank you. I’m glad I’m not alone in this… this.”

“You’ll come to get along with Alexandra with time, but you won’t have time if you let Layla go without a fight.”

After that talk, they spent two weeks in there as Cas and Gabriela looked for any remaining Creators and secret hunts as Grace and Skyler kept Ripley entertained. Panting from the hunt, they leaned on a hidden waterfall as they caught their breath.

“Well, at least we got to eat,” Cas chortled.

Gabriela sat on the rock as she pondered on her talk with Skyler.

“Something on your mind, Golden Girl?” Cas nudged her with his heel.

“I had an interesting and insightful talk with Skyler about Layla.”

Cas tutted “Dang it, Gabe, I told you—,”

“You know how am I when I smell something fishy, Cas. She’s… in the situation we once were. You know, Ripley liking the both of us and us hating each other’s guts.”

“And?”

“I’m still a long way to like you, Cas, but… I’m glad we’ve sorted things out. And getting to see this new side of you and improve Crimson Beech with you… I’ve had fun.”

Cas sat beside her and gave her a smile “You aren’t so bad either, Adalhard. If I had to be stuck with an uptight Clement, I suppose you were the best of them.”

“The best, huh?”

They chuckled before he slung an arm around her shoulders, playfully bickering and shoving each other tenderly. Finally, Cas got up and dusted himself off “Well, we should go. Ripley will be asking for us soon.”

Gabriela surprised Cas by kissing him on the cheek and whispering “Race you there.”

“Oh, it’s on!”

They arrived a few minutes later, and Ripley was voraciously reading a heavy tome. Werewolf lore, they thought. She looked up, and beamed at them, waving them over. They listened to her talk about the history of Hidden Grove and how the wolf law worked there, alongside the treaty between vampires and werewolves.

The day to go back to the road came, and Ripley naturally exchanged numbers and promised to host them one day and even work alliances between Hidden Grove and Crimson Beech. Lewyn would certainly approve. Astoria? Not so much.

“What is our stop again?”

“The Alpha Sigma Tau fraternity in the Pacific Northwest… there! We should be there in… six, eight hours?”

Cas and Gabriela groaned in response.

When they arrived, it was all green and full of foliage and life, the air as clean as it could be in this year and time. It smelled of pine, fresh water and wildflowers. Ripley closed her eyes and allowed herself to feel the nature around it, the spring weather washing her over. After breathing the car’s gasoline and the smelly chips that Cas ate, it was nice to breathe pure air.

As they neared the frat house, Ripley could smell the supernatural environment around them, now that she had been exposed to more than one werewolf, the telltale signs of supernatural presence were more obvious. Gabriela, ever pristine and beautiful, decided to open the door, casually suggested by Cas “They seem like a fancy bunch, and you’re the closest thing to fancy we have here. Compared to you, we’re pair of troublesome punks.”

Ripley blinked, offended “I’m not, though!”

“You wanna bet how judgmental these people could be?”

Gabriela knocked on the door, wanting the argument to cease, and because she could hear powerful steps coming into the door. An imposing, corpulent woman opened the door, her eyes sharp and her striking dark skin making Gabriela know that she was someone key to the pack “Can we help you?”

“Oh, forgive my partners here, they argue over nothing. My name is Gabriela, and these are Ripley and Cas.”

“I see. What brings you here to Alpha Sigma Tau?”

Putting on her President personality, she gave her a winning small “You see, we come from Crimson Beech and thought we could enjoy the company of someone like us,” in that moment, she quickly flashed her silver eyes, and the imposing woman raised her eyebrows, curious and impressed. She then nodded and beckoned them to come inside.

“Do come in. Channing’s gonna want to meet you three. Crimson Beech, eh? I’ve heard the rumors.”

“All of them?”

“Not all,”

A few minutes later, an imposing man came: he had brown skin, amber eyes and his hair was in a bun. He observed long the three invitees and asked “Is it true? You three are vampires from Crimson Beech?”

“Yes,” Ripley quickly replied “You see, I’ve heard legends of werewolves spread around the USA, and wanted to meet them myself. I’ve always admired your kind.”

The man—Channing, apparently—smiled “An admirer, eh? I like this one. Pretty solid style too. The name is…?”

“Ripley. Ripley Reese. And these are my partners, Gabriela and Cass.”

Channing smiled curiously “Partners, as in…”

“We’re dating.” Cas explained.

Channing nodded “I’m not a sharer personally, but respect. Now, tell me all about Crimson Beech. Is it true that there was an ancient Creator that nearly wiped you all out?”

“We’ll tell you if you tell us about your lycanthropy.”

They exchanged tales, and shared stories of their communities, admiring the others’ species, and soon, Ripley asked the trip’s million-dollar question “So, show me your stuff and I’ll show you mine?”

Channing laughed heartily “Straight to the point. I like her. Let’s go outside.”

Watching Channing transform was, as usual, the most awesome thing to Ripley, and Gabriela really learned from this experience and Cas was just happy to meet other cool supernaturals outside of Crimson Beech. Nightfall came, and their usual secret hunt and search of Creators came as Ripley slept peacefully in their shared bed at the fraternity.

Trekking across the field, Gabriela looked pensive. Cas playfully nudged her “Scared we might find an actual Creator, Adalhard?”

Gabriela sighed “Just… I’m so used to travelling around, this past month, it’ll be weird to go back to Crimson Beech and the covens after seeing so much world. Aren’t you?”

“…Yeah, actually. Glad I’m not crazy on this one. Guess it’s what a lot of travelling does, you know? But hey, I was bored of the same monotony of that small town. Not many get the chance to see the world beyond the ley lines, you know?”

“Yeah. It’s nice, to see what else the world has to offer. And the company’s nice.”

Cas smiled devilishly “Even me, Golden Girl?”

Gabriela rolled her eyes playfully “Yes, Cas, even you. I’ve gotten used to you and your mating hog’s snores.”

Cas’s eyes shot up in annoyance and horror “I do not snore like a ‘mating hog’!”

Gabriela giggled “Whatever makes you sleep at night…”

Cas muttered under his breath “I am so asking Ripley about it later… How come nobody’s told me! My fellow Venadis would tell me… I think.”

Following her, they got to the cave where Gabriela felt something drawing her to the cave. Blindly walking deep into the cave, she could feel the energy flowing through its hardened and ancient stone, and soon found what looked like their burial site. Unsheathing her blade full of her own blood, she slowly crept towards the tomb, and beckoned Cas to open it. There was indeed, a creator, and as she opened her eyes, before she could even react, Gabriela plunged the blade deep into her heart, and she cried out before dissolving into a million pieces. Then, a few bats flew in front of them, and Cas tackled Gabriela to the ground, pinning her firmly so the bats would not harm her. The moment was over, and looked at one another, panting from the intense minutes they just lived.

Before they could even react, their lips locked into a searing kiss, and Cas roughly pinned Gabriela’s hands above her head as she moaned and slipped a leg onto his hip, earning a satisfying growl out of him. He bit her lip as they kissed each other, again and again, until they were eventually out of breath. Cas laughed against Gabriela’s lips “Damn, Adalhard. I can see why Ripley liked you first. That was one hot kiss. Never thought you’d be into this.”

Gabriela chuckled “I have layers, Cassius.”

Getting up from the ground, Cas cleaned up the detritus on him before he clasped “Well, now I can add ‘heavy make-out on a grave’ to my bucket list.”

Gabriela chuckled “I don’t think I’d like to see what’s in that list.”

Coming back to a still sleeping Ripley, a silent agreement that this would be mentioned back at Crimson Beech, they quickly changed and went back to sleep, satisfied with their work… and each other.

Whatever barrier had been holding them apart had now broken its first crack, and the dynamic between the three of them –especially between Cas and Gabriela—would change for the better.

#playchoices fanfiction #immortal desires #choices nightbound #choices bitten #choices alpha #ripley reese #gabe adalhard #cas harlow #cas x gabe x mc #m!cas x f!gabe x bigender!mc #art trade

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rjschoicesstuff · 2 months ago

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oooooooh i’d love to see your nightbound mc!!

His name's Alexander

And ofc I picked th werewolf LI tho I like Cal besides tht 2

also th og older drawing, I didn't change anything bc he looked cutie already

#nightbound #cal lowell #my art #mc: alexander

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cadybear420 · 1 month ago

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Alex Plushie Doll! art/doodle by me

Next up is @ladylamrian's Alex! I still have to catch up with your fics about her but from what I have read so far, Alex is an absolute sweetheart <3 <3 The scene of her playing with the Funko Pops in Funko Pop Love lives in my mind rent free :3

Also, happy (early) birthday! This is still part of the whole "making plushies of my friends' MCs" series, I have something else planned as a birthday gift (but let's just say that the Alex plushie will get to join in on it hehe)

My Art Tag: @lover-also-fighter-also / @lilyoffandoms

Other tags: @choicesficwriterscreations

Below is pencil version + free to use transparent of the drawing, u can put her on top of somethng lol

#cadybear's fanart #cadybear draws #choices game #choices #choices stories we play fandom #choices stories you play #choices stories we play #nb mc #nightbound mc #nightbound #choices nb #choices nightbound

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mynotsohealthyobsession · 11 months ago

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Disembodied 7/8

Warning: Mention of death // Angst // Fluff

Pairings: Adrian Raines X MC // Nik Ryder X MC

Words: 1.300

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6

As always, tags in the reblog!

"Are you nervous?" Adrian asked, attentively looking at Amy. They were in a private room of his lab, where two beds had been set up for her and Alex. It was a small space but it had everything they could possibly need to assist them if there was a problem.

"A little." He smiled at her, compassionate and supportive.

"Everything will be fine. I promise." He tried to reassure her… And himself. "Even Ryder gave his approval." He added, with a slightly sarcastic tone.

"Because Nik is such an expert in the potion terrain,” Alex commented as Nik rolled his eyes while Amy let out a small chuckle.

“There are many things you still don’t know about me, rook.”

“If you say so.” Both women walked to the beds, looking at each other for a moment, before sitting on the mattresses. Amy took Alex’s hand, squeezing it. “I hope this works,” Alex said, her eyes fixed on the woman in front of her. Fixed on her own face. Alex returned the gesture.

“Me too.” Amy sighed. “Drinks on me if it does.” Alex giggled and Amy let a little smile out.

“You got yourself a deal.” They stood in silence until Adrian, gently clearing his throat, called their attention.

“If you are both ready, we may start.” He pointed to the scientists in the door who were carrying two identical glasses with the potion. Amy looked at Alex again and she nodded.

“We are.” As the liquid ran down Amy's throat, Adrian closely observed her. Amy, from Alex's body, looked at him as she was lying down. She winked at him although her smile was small and nervous. He walked over to her.

"I'll be right here." He knelt beside her and gently kissed her forehead. "Waiting for you."

"You've been doing that a lot lately." Adrian chuckled, holding her hand.

"I don’t mind." His fingers softly caress her hair.

“A man who doesn't mind waiting?” She leaned on his touch. “How did I get so lucky?” He softly chuckled again and sweetly smiled at her.

“You are worth any wait, Amy.” She blinked slowly and heavily. “And, believe me, I’m the lucky one.”

"Debatable." His hand cupped her right cheek, softly brushing with his thumb the soft skin under it. “Adrian… If this doesn't work, if anything happens…”

“I won't let anything bad happen to you, Amy. Not ever again.” Her eyes slowly drifted close as the potion quickly kicked on.

“I just don't want you to feel guilty.” She whispered as her breathing became shallow and her heartbeat slowed down drastically, her skin pale and a bit cooler as he tried to ignore the similarities with the night in the Met, ignoring his fear of losing her again.

“I won't be feeling anything more than happiness when you wake up.” With a small move of her head, she nodded. “And you will wake up sound and safe, Amy.” He said, desperately trying to believe his own words. “I promise.”

"See you soon." She said in a barely audible murmur.

"See you soon." He repeated as her hand went limp in his hold. He kissed her knuckles and reluctantly freed her hand, standing up.

***

Nik watched warily while Alex took the potion. He knew it was the right decision, and so far the only possible solution they had found, but, at the end of the day, he wasn’t ecstatic about it. He watched how her lips touched the glass and how in one fast motion, the liquid had disappeared. She lay on the mattress, and after one second of hesitation, he sat beside her. Amy and Adrian were softly speaking beside them so he just focused on her. “Alex…” With a little hesitation, he guided his hand towards hers, taking it as gently as possible. “I will be watching over you, rook.”

“Because you have to?”

“‘Cause… You are important to me.” He noticed the tiny smile that lifted the corners of her lips and the light squeeze of her fingers around his.

“Glad to hear it.” She sighed deeply, her head falling to the side as her eyelids felt heavy like she hadn't slept in days. “I know there's a lot we need to talk about… And that a lot has happened lately but… I’m glad you are here, Nik.”

“There’s no other place in the world I would prefer to be, Alex.” Her eyes were finally closed and her whole body seemed drained, looking vulnerable as the day that Thomas attacked her. He stood, almost at the same time as Raines, and walked beside him to the chairs in front of the beds.

A few minutes later, Nik cut the silence. "You know, I didn't know vampires could be so... sappy," Adrian smirked at Nik's words.

"Of course we can. We are not nighthunters after all." He crossed his arms over his chest, never looking away from the two women.

"C'mon Raines, I did my homework." Adrian turned his focus to him and lifted his brow. "Your past precedes you, pal."

"It might. I won't deny that I have done … dreadful things in my past. Things I'm not proud of, but I deeply regret them." For a moment, Nik saw pain and regret in his face. He wondered if he had the same expression when he talked about his own past. “But I changed. I left all that behind me.”

"Does she know?" Nik asked with a head gesture referring to Amy.

"Most of it." Nik nodded, pensive. “She’s a Bloodkeeper. I wouldn’t be able to hide my past from her even if I wanted to.” He smiled, looking proud of Amy. "And I don’t want to. She deserves honesty." For a moment the only sound in the lab room was the distant noise of the machines from the other part of the lab. Both Amy's and Alex's heartbeats had slowed to a near stop. “Does Alex know about your private conversation with the Fate?” Nik narrowed his eyes with suspicion and Adrian smirked. “I did my homework as well.” He considered Raines' words, assessing his answer.

“No. She didn’t say much.”

“I see.” Adrian looked at the timer that had been set up above the beds. Only forty minutes had passed and the nerves were settling in by the second.

Nik stood, taking a few steps around. “Goddammit.” He said, frustrated, stopping in front of Alex's body. “This is torture.”

“I agree.” Adrian put his hands together, tightly, until he sighed and relaxed again. “But unfortunately, there's nothing we can do right now. Just wait.”

“I know that,” Nik said with clear irritation in his voice. “You seem calm, tho.”

“I'm terrified,” Adrian responded with such sincerity that Nik turned to watch him, surprised, as the vampire walked to the side of Amy's bed with a complex look in his eyes. “It's the second time that I have to watch Amy unconscious for hours desperately wanting that she will be okay. The second time I'm scared to lose her.” A deep sigh escaped him. “Feeling powerless to help her.”

“...I understand the sentiment.” Nik put his bow against the wall, near to him but lowering his ward for the first time. “If Alex doesn't wake up…” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I really hurt her, you know? I need to fix it.” He trailed off, with regret. “I can't lose her. Not again.”

“It seems our concerns are similar.” Adrian took off his blazer and loosened the tie around his neck.

“Looks like it.” Seconds turned to minutes and minutes to hours as time slowly passed. According to Ivy, the minimum waiting time was five hours, and the maximum time was eight hours. If the clock marked more, the results could be catastrophic.

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