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liaromancewriter · 6 months ago

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Hold My Drink

Premise: Bryce and Cassie teach the new intern class a lesson in etiquette.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Characters: Bryce Lahela & F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 1,135

A/N: For @dr-colossal-pita from @creativepromptsforwriting Drabble list (prompts 56 & 57). Tagging for reblog to @creativepromptfills. Submission to @choicesmonthlychallenge October prompt "mischief" and @choicesprompts Flufftober prompt "Friendship"

Donahue’s was busier than usual, the music from the jukebox competing with the rattle of balls from the pool table. It was always such on the first night of a new intern class starting residency at nearby Edenbrook Hospital.

Voices rose in excitement, others somewhat raspy from exhaustion after a long fourteen-hour shift. Drinks flowed freely under the dingy neon lights that the owner Reggie insisted added to the ambiance but was likely an attempt at keeping the electricity bill down.

After three years of this, Cassie Valentine could distinguish the newbies from the regulars. Once upon a time, she had been one of them. Finding her way in a new city and job, struggling with her self-esteem and wondering if she’d just made the worst mistake of her life.

She remembered doing tequila shots with her future roommates as they boasted of how they’d take over from the attendings that hadn’t exactly left a good first impression. Now, they were one of the senior physicians charged with molding the next generation of doctors.

Well, she was anyway, Cassie thought smugly with a side-eyed glance at Bryce Lahela, surgeon extraordinaire. He still had a year left in his general surgery residency and likely a few more years after that for specialization.

In what? He hadn’t quite figured it out yet, not that anyone could read the uncertainty in his demeanor, not with an ego the size of Alaska. Cassie was the only one who knew the man behind the carefree mask and his struggles with living up to his own expectations.

So, like any good friend, Cassie took great pleasure in rubbing her success in his face. After all, she was doing exactly what she’d set out to do when she set her sights on Edenbrook and training under Dr. Ethan Ramsey.

She was three years ahead of schedule on account of winning a coveted junior fellowship with his diagnostics team. And three months away from heading up the team.

“This place is a zoo,” Bryce groused as someone bumped into him, causing his beer to splash onto the sanded floor. “Anyway, what was I saying?”

They were standing near the bar, their attempts at securing a booth or a two-top thwarted by the sheer number of people spilling into the bar during Happy Hour.

“You were complaining about the lack of action in your sex life and maybe even shaving your head,” Cassie teased, tipping the beer bottle for a sip.

Bryce nearly choked on his drink, coughing and sputtering as it went down the wrong pipe.

“You trying to give me a heart attack?” he glared as Cassie thumped his back. “I’m fairly positive I said Tanaka wants me to focus on what kind of surgeon I want to be and that there might be a trauma fellowship at Mass Kenmore.”

“Not nearly as interesting as your love life, or lack thereof.”

Bryce ran a hand through his hair, the light-brown streaks gleaming under the light, and spread his arms with a grin. “Come on! This body gets plenty of action.”

Cassie was about to continue the smack talk when a group of rowdy residents pushed past them on their way to the bar.

“Hey!” Bryce shouted, grabbing her arm to steady her before she could lose her footing. “Watch where you’re going.”

“Whatever, bruh,” one of them sneered, his words slurring at the edges. He was built like a linebacker, flexing his beefy arms for effect. “Isn't it past your bedtime, pops?”

His friends guffawed and slapped high-fives. Grabbing their drinks, they brushed past them, their crude laughter trailing behind them.

Bryce stared daggers at their retreating backs, correctly guessing they were Ortho Bros—more muscle than sense. He knew most of the orthopedic surgeons at Edenbrook, but this group was new.

His eyes narrowed as they commandeered a dartboard, crowding out another group of interns who had been enjoying a lighthearted game.

Cassie followed his gaze, and a plan began to form. Nothing but total humiliation would do.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” she asked, nudging Bryce, a mischievous gleam in her green eyes.

“I don’t even want to know what you’re thinking,” he shuddered. “You’re scaring me with that look.”

“Come on, Lahela,” Cassie urged, her voice taking on the grim tone of a TV evangelist. “Are you going to let those meathead interns get away with disrespecting us? What’s next? You’ll let them muscle you out of your OR?”

Bryce shook his head at the dramatic declarations, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth despite himself. Cassie’s competitiveness matched his own, but he’d rather be on this side than facing off against her. She might look like an innocent blonde princess, but she fought dirty.

He squared his shoulders, took a deep breath, and shot her a sideways glance, a glint of amusement in his eyes now. “Let’s teach these Ortho Bros the pecking order at Donahue’s and Edenbrook.”

Cassie smirked as Bryce added an exaggerated swagger to his step as they marched toward the dartboards.

“Yo! Didn’t anyone teach you ‘kids’ to respect your seniors?” Bryce called out.

“Isn’t Dr. Tanaka putting you in charge of the surgical intern OR schedule, Dr. Lahela?” Cassie remarked slowly, her tone sweet as honey. “I don’t know about you, but these four could probably use a time-out before you add them to the board. What do you think? Three months?”

She grinned as the realization dawned on them—they’d just dissed the man who controlled their surgical schedules and access to the OR.

“Six months, minimum,” Bryce nodded, enjoying as their smirks faded into looks of alarm. Surgeons needed to cut. Getting benched for even a day was torture.

“Wait, you’re that Dr. Lahela?” gawked the beefy intern. “You’re the one that performed the extrapleural pneumonectomy solo as a second-year resident?”

“Focus, Bryce,” Cassie whispered sharply out of the corner of her mouth, knowing her friend’s weakness for praise. He’d always loved an audience.

Bryce threw her a frustrated look, his ego fighting with his desire to take the interns down a peg. Cassie was pleased to see that common sense prevailed.

He straightened to his full six-feet-three height and stared down his nose. “Yeah, I’m that Lahela. And if you don’t want your surgical career to go down in a flaming pile of shit after only one day, you’ll check your ‘bruhs’ at the door.”

The Ortho Bros started to apologize, their voices coming out strangled as they tripped over the words while Bryce scowled.

Cassie folded her arms across her chest, her steely-eyed glare mirroring his. She peeked at Bryce and the satisfied grin threatening to break across his lips. He met her look and winked.

Oh, yeah. Annihilation was so much more satisfying than humiliation.

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storyofmychoices · 4 months ago

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Sleighing the Ugly Sweater Game This Season! 🦖🦄

I came across some adorable 3D ugly sweaters and felt these two were so perfect for Bryce and Olivia! Like how freaking cute are they!!! Baby Malia is probably in a little penguin onesie! They are the best most precious and I love them forever and ever!!! ❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚

This amazingly perfect and precious art is by the most wonderful @sazanes!

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jerzwriter · 7 days ago

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I've decided that my 30-day challenge will likely take 60-70 days, but I'm OK with that as long as I'm still writing. 😊 Day 8's prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting's 30-Day Writing Challenge is - Write about finding a new hobby. @snoopdogcone sent a request asking me to do this for Tobias and Casey. Thanks, Mari, I had SO much fun with this!

Book: Open Heart (Post-series) Pairing: Tobias x Casey Carrick (F!MC) Featuring: Bryce Lahela, Jackie Varma, Sienna Trinh, Ethan Ramsey Rating: Teen Words: ~1,750 Summary: A dinner out with friends leads Tobias & Casey to realize they don't have any hobbies that can be discussed publicly, and they are determined to do something to change that.

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It began innocently enough – dinner out with old friends. Casey had planned on meeting Bryce, Jackie, and Sienna at a trendy new waterfront spot, but when Tobias and Ethan decided to join in, it officially became a party!

The restaurant would have been wise to film this crew – seven smart, sassy, and attractive people laughing over drinks and shared appetizers, with no shortage of playful flirtation to boot. You can’t pay for advertising like that!

Just before the coffee arrived, they were discussing stress management when Bryce aired a grievance.

“I swear,” he said with dramatic flair, “if one more person tells me I need to relax and find a hobby, I might take up martial arts just to learn how to toss them over my shoulder.”

“You?” Jackie snorted. “Please. You’d be too busy staring at your reflection in the mirror to learn anything. And even if you managed to learn something, I’d still be able to kick your ass when you were done.”

Ethan's stony face cracked enough to almost produce a smile, “I’d pay good money to see that, Jackie.”

“Not happening,” Bryce smirked. “But, seriously. What’s the big deal about hobbies? Besides, I have hobbies. I surf...when I can. I rock climb. I mix cocktails. I...”

“Sleep with your therapist,” Jackie cut in.

“She’s not my therapist! She’s a psych masters candidate who enjoys psychoanalyzing me post-coitus.”

“Exactly,” Jackie proclaimed as laughter rippled around the table.

Trying to shift focus away from poor Bryce, Sienna chimed in. “Well, hobbies are good for you. Especially when you have high-stress careers like we do. I’d be lost if I didn't have my baking."

"Yeah," Tobias chuckled, patting his stomach. "So would we! And thanks to your hobby, I have one, too. Hitting the gym!"

"All right, but seriously," Sienna asked, turning her attention to Tobias and Casey. “You’re both so busy with work and Sammy – do you even have time for any hobbies?”

“Sure,” Casey shrugged. “We do lots of fun things together.”

“Yeah,” Tobias added, wrapping his arm around his wife. “Tons of things.”

“Really?” Bryce asked with an arched brow. “Name one that doesn’t involve sex.”

The table went silent. Casey wanted to retort - opening her mouth, then quickly closing it. Tobias didn’t even bother.

“Well?” Jackie snickered. “We’re waiting.”

It was embarrassing. It wasn’t that they didn’t do things together - they did. They took long walks and had their favorite shows. But actual hobbies?

Honestly, what they did in the bedroom—and the kitchen, the shower, the laundry room, on occasion, on the rooftop deck—essentially, anyplace in their home—yeah, that definitely took center stage.

By the time dessert arrived, the couple had been thoroughly roasted, and Casey was determined to change things. They barely made it through their front door before she kicked off her shoes and flopped onto the couch. “God, are we really that bad?”

Tobias slipped off his coat, a proud grin on his lips. “I wouldn’t say it’s bad. I’d just say we’re… efficient.”

“Efficient?” she echoed.

“Yeah. We optimize our limited free time for maximum mutual gratification.”

“Tobias,” she laughed. “You’re literally describing sex.”

“Exactly,” he said. “But I don’t see a problem here.”

Casey tugged him onto the coach. “It’s not a problem, Mr. Efficiency. But we should find a real hobby. You know, one we could discuss at public gatherings. One that doesn’t end in orgasms.”

“If you insist,” he said, pulling her close. “But just to be clear… we’re not banning orgasmic hobbies, correct?”

“God forbid!” She laughed. “But let’s come up with three things we’d like to try; something that can hold our attention while keeping our clothes on. Next time we see our friends, we can tell them we do have that in us.”

~~~~~

The first attempt came on Sunday morning. Casey had rearranged the furniture in the family room and turned on some soothing music. Tobias laid matching yoga mats out on the floor.

“Yoga was a great choice,” Casey stated. “It’s great for stress reduction and relaxation.”

Tobias plopped down on his mat, gazing suggestively at his wife. She took one look at him in his tight black T-shirt and grey sweatpants that left little to the imagination, and she forgot what they were supposed to be doing.

“It also helps increase flexibility,” he teased. “And you know how important that is to me.”

“Tobias! Focus!”

“All right! All right!” He laughed, promising to take things seriously.

And he did - for a while. There was deep breathing and bursts of laughter as they moved through different poses. But somewhere between the downward dog and the pigeon pose, Tobias let out a low, salacious groan - but it wasn't due to pain, but because Casey’s backside was aimed squarely in his line of sight.

“Baby,” he muttered, his voice dangerously low. “You’re right, yoga’s incredible. In fact, I think I’m having a spiritual awakening right now.”

Casey leaned lower, peeking at him through her legs. “Is your chakra talking dirty again?”

“Yep. It’s saying you look fucking hot in those leggings, and I should do something about it.”

“Tobias!” She laughed. “Focus!”

But even as she said it, she knew the battle was already lost. One playful swat on her backside, a shared giggle, and that was it. The mats were abandoned as they made a beeline for their bedroom, where all that newfound flexibility was pleasantly put to the test.

~~~~~

A few nights later, they decided to try something else.

“This is perfect,” Tobias said, tying his Kiss the Cook apron behind his back. “We enjoy cooking together. We’re foodies. So, let’s take it to the next level. You’ll see. We’ll be leaving medicine behind to start our own restaurant within no time.”

Casey looked up from sifting flour with a grin. “Considering how the yoga experiment turned out, maybe hold off a bit before making such grand declarations.”

“What?” He grinned. “We can do anything we set our minds to, baby.”

“Yeah,” she signed. “But we usually end up doing each other.”

“Well, not tonight,” he laughed. “Come on. We’ve got this.”

They had picked a recipe together - dark chocolate molten lava cake with a ganache center and a berry compote. Tobias had even laid out the ingredients ahead of time, determined to keep them on task. At first, everything was going perfectly: measuring, stirring, folding… licking batter off each other’s fingers... that’s when things started to go south.

Tobias accidentally smeared melted chocolate on Casey’s cheek - and insisted on wiping it off… with his tongue. She retaliated by flicking cocoa powder at his shirt, which led to him dramatically peeling it off - inch by tantalizing inch. Things escalated quickly.

Before they had a chance to put the cake in the oven, Casey was sprawled across the counter, Tobias approaching with a wicked grin and a spatula loaded with icing in his hand.

“Oh, look at that,” he teased, dragging the spatula slowly down her leg. “Seems I got icing on your thigh.”

“You sure did,” she replied, breathless. “I’m going to have to insist you clean that up... sir.”

By the time they were finished, they did have a craving for something sweet—but that required delivery. Because despite all the heat in their kitchen tonight, there was no cake to show for it.

~~~~~

Their final attempt at finding a respectable hobby was Tobias’s idea. He’d always loved boating—it was calm, rhythmic, and meditative—but he hadn’t taken the boat out for a long time, and he missed it. Casey loved the idea; as anticipation built, she even bought them adorable nautical outfits for the occasion.

The weather cooperated —it was a perfect day. They spent the afternoon gliding across the harbor while Tobias taught Casey how to steer and read the depth finder. She picked it up faster than either of them expected. Everything was going great.

“We’re actually doing it,” she squealed. “Look at us! Enjoying a real, sex-free hobby.”

Tobias grinned at the wheel. “It only took three attempts and a ruined cake.”

“Hey, what happened after was well worth the loss of those ingredients,” she laughed.

They cruised peacefully for a little longer, the sun sparkling off the gentle waves, a light breeze brushing through Casey’s hair. Everything was going smoothly. Too smoothly.

Ten minutes later, Tobias was helping Casey navigate a narrow turn. He stood right behind her, his hand over hers on the throttle, his other hand resting gently on her hip.

“You’re a natural,” he murmured, his lips brushing her ear. “I’ve gotta admit... it’s kind of a turn-on.”

He didn’t need to say it – she could feel it pressed against her lower back. She swallowed hard.

“We said sex-free,” she reminded him, though her voice lacked conviction.

“We did,” he agreed, kissing her neck. “But it's not a law or anything. Come on,” he said enticingly. “We went most of the day without doing anything... that counts, right?”

A few more kisses and one lingering look were all that it took. The wheel was abandoned, and the boat anchored in a flash. They couldn’t stop laughing as they stumbled below deck – their nautical outfits tossed onto the floor, and sighs of pleasure filled the air as they gave in.

Afterward, they attempted to catch their breath. Glowing and with a gentle giggle, Casey curled into her husband. Her head rested on his chest. “Baby, we suck at this.”

“What?” He gasped. “We’re amazing at this.”

“Not at sex,” she chuckled. “Of course we’re great at that! But we were supposed to find a non-sexual hobby, and we failed miserably.”

“Oh, I’m going to have to disagree with you there, princess,” he smiled. “Hon, we did yoga. We cooked. We went boating, and I dare say we were damn good at all three.”

Casey lifted her head to look at him. “And yet, every single time…”

Tobias shrugged. “So we have a very enthusiastic way of expressing ourselves. We know how to celebrate. There’s no shame in that.”

Casey’s smile softened. “You’re insane.”

“Nope,” he said, kissing her forehead. “I’m right.”

She sighed happily, her limbs tangled with his. “Maybe we don’t need a separate hobby. Maybe the whole point is we just love doing things together.”

“Exactly. And if one thing leads to another…”

“...and one thing always leads to another...”

“Then we’re just following our natural God-given gifts, babe.”

“Oh, yes,” Casey laughed. “And we are very gifted.”

“The most gifted,” he agreed. “Let people talk shit if they want. Honestly, I think they’re just jealous.”

“You know what,” she said as her lips met his again. “You’re absolutely right.”

His hands found her hips beneath the sheets, and she let out a breathy laugh as he rolled on top of her again. It wasn’t long before round two was well underway… and all that talk of hobbies? Yeah. They never brought that conversation up again.

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argylemnwrites · 5 months ago

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WIP Abandoned No More Tag List Clean Up

Alright, thought I'd be back posting in November, but election results in my country left me not wanting to write about anything political or related to reproductive choices/family planning. But, now that the sting has faded to a dull ache of inevitability, I figure I might as well dive back in.

Given that it has been years since I posted, I figure a tag list clean up is warranted. Apologies, this seems like my most recent list, but I could be very mistaken. As usual, this will be opt in. If I don't hear from you by December 3rd, I will take you off my tag list(s). A like means "leave me where I am."

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peonierose · 10 months ago

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How are Bryce and Luna coping during the first month of being parents, and to twins no less?

”Love Me Tender“

Book: Open Heart

Pairing: Bryce Lahela (M!MC) x Luna Auclair (F!OC)

Words: 2,428k

TW: None. Mentions of breastfeeding.

Summary: Bryce and Luna are newly minted parents and weren’t prepared of struggling to put their twins to bed. Will they succeed?

A/N: Thanks so much for your ask @liaromancewriter it inspired me for two fics actually. ”Love Me Tender“ is one of them 🥰 The Title was inspired by one of the greatest artists and hot guys who’s ever lived, Elvis Presley 🩷

Bryce

It was 4:35 in the morning, and both Lunes and I were still awake. Trying to put the twins to bed.

I sighed.

How‘d my life come to this? Don’t get me wrong. I love our girls more than anyone I could ever love, but getting them to sleep is a real struggle.

We put them to bed hours ago and put them on the mobile, letting pretty stars and moons go by, but their sleep didn’t last long.

They woke up two hours ago and won’t fall asleep.

What happened to peace and quiet? One week prior, everything was great. They didn’t mention this quick transition in the pregnancy books I read. Maybe I read the wrong books?

Well, I guess they covered other stuff, but not what to do when your kids wake you up at 4 a.m.

Luna suddenly sits up with Kehlani and walks her around the room. With Alaia in my arms, I go and get the bunnies they got from Ethan, their godfather, hoping that’ll soothe them into sleep.

They hang onto the bunnies for a few seconds, but they’re still fussy. It didn’t work. Alaia's little face was still red from crying.

So maybe plans c or d could work? Damn, we could really use Keiki’s help, but she’s on a field trip with her study group.

Luna’s voice brings me back into the moment.

”They’re not hungry, right? We changed them, and now what?“ Luna asks while I’m holding Alaia close to my chest. As I place kisses on top of her head, her soft blonde hair smells of lavender shampoo.

I read somewhere that babies like skin-to-skin contact. So that’s why Lunes and I are basically standing in the middle of the room in our underwear.

”I don’t know. Honestly, I’m close to crying with them. Then it’ll be a duet.“ Luna says it with a sigh.

I exhale a long breath I’ve been holding in because I’m frustrated too. God, I‘ve never appreciated sleep more than I do now.

”What if we show them a video with marine animals? They seemed to love that last time.“ I suggested it, and I could see Luna’s shoulder droop in relief.

”Let’s give it a try.“ Luna adds, and we walk downstairs and sit down with the twins as I turn on Disney+ and select a nature documentary about marine animals, one that’ll last for at least two and a half hours.

Soon, both twins' eyes are glued to the screen.

We didn’t want to start them too early on screen time, but sometimes you have to in order to function as a human being and get some rest.

After 30 minutes or so into the documentary, I saw both their eyes drooping, and they fell asleep.

”You’re a genius.“ Luna whispers, scared to wake them up.

"Well, this genius is too scared to move.“ I say frozen in place.

Luna sighs.

”Is now a bad time to have to pee?“ She says it with a guilt tinge in her voice.

I close my eyes.

"Oh, come on, Lunes. Couldn’t you have peed before they fell asleep? What if we wake them up? Look how long it took before they fell asleep.“

Luna softly moves around.

”I’ll be quick, I promise.“ She says this and gently places Kehlani on the couch. As soon as her feet hit the floor, Lani stirs and starts to cry. Rosie isn’t far behind.

”I hope your pee is worth waking the twins over.“ I'm trying to massage their little backs, hoping it’ll soothe them.

Twins are funny in that regard. They have a special bond, especially if they’re identical twins, like our girls.

But the downside is that as soon as one is ill or cries, the other does as well.

They’re creepily in sync. Hopefully, it won’t stay like this forever—the crying, I mean. I know Kehlani and Alaia will turn out wonderful.

I turn to my wonderful girls.

”Why don’t you stop crying? Daddy would really like to get some sleep. So I can wake up pretty.“

They look up at my words and then continue crying.

That’s when it hits me amidst the crying. I remember when Keiki and I were little, my mom used to sing to us »Love Me Tender« by Elvis Presley; it always calmed us down. Maybe we can try it with the twins.

As soon as Luna is back from her bathroom break, I gently take the twins into my arms.

”I think I have an idea.“ I say the idea for the song is taking root.

We walk upstairs, and Luna eyes me skeptically.

”You know how to brew a potion that will make them sleep for seven hours straight?“ She asks excitedly.

I gave her a sideways look.

"Yeah, that was a little bit unrealistic.“ She shrugs, and I laugh softly.

”Let’s try singing »Love Me Tender« by Elvis Presley.“

”Why that song?“ She asks as we reach the twin's bedroom.

I breathed out, and as I laid the twins in their beds, I turned towards Luna, who never looked more beautiful.

With wild hair, just in her underwear, illuminated by the light from the hallway.

I put a strand of her hair behind her ear, and she smiled tenderly at me. It’s these moments I treasure the most, even with the twins crying.

I pulled her closer as I told her about the idea I had. I want to reveal a bit more about myself and my childhood, which I don’t talk about nearly enough, but I should, because whether it was good or bad, memories are important to talk about.

”My mom used to sing that song to me and Keiki all the time. Whenever we were sick, or when we were sad and had a hard time, it just always made things a bit easier.“ I explained.

Luna‘s smile reached her tired eyes, and she cupped my cheek to give me a soft kiss.

”Let’s give it a try. I think I’ve still got my ukulele somewhere. Let me go grab it, and we’ll try singing that song. To be honest, it’s one of my favorite songs by Elvis. He was such a hot guy and so sweet. And what a voice, my god! They just don’t make them like that anymore.“

"Hey, I’m trying to save the world, and you’re calling another man hot? Shame on you, Lunes.“

”You didn’t let me finish. They don’t make them like that anymore, but you are the exception.“ She grinned.

”You were always my favorite.“ I smiled and slapped her butt, making her laugh out loud as she went to look for her ukulele. Her laughter was still echoing from the walls, making me grin too.

After a minute or so, Luna came back with her pink ukulele, adorned with flowers, hearts, and moons. She sat down in front of the twin beds and played the first tunes.

”I had no idea you played the ukulele.“ I was surprised to see her play the ukulele like a pro.

”I learned it along with Hula dancing.“

“Can I get this as a late birthday present?“ I imagined her in a hula get-up. The best image ever.

Luna sighed.

"Really, that’s where your mind went to?“ She chastised me.

”Don‘t blame me. I’m tired and horny. And I’m not sorry.“

She shook her head, grinning. Soon the first tunes of the ukulele joined with her soft voice, and the twins stopped their crying. Too fascinated by what’s going on to keep crying.

Yes, I pump my fist in the air; it looks as if the plan worked. Luna and I fist-bumped each other because our plan turned out better than expected.

As the last note echoed in their bedroom, they soon fell asleep, and it looked as if we could go and catch some sleep too.

”Thank God for our parents, who had good ideas.“

Luna nodded.

We put on the mobile with the moon and stars spinning around softly and didn’t close the door entirely as we went to our bedroom.

When we were lying down in bed, Luna turned to me, and I put an arm around her to pull her closer to me.

”Let me guess you have a million questions.“ I said, and she elbowed me in the side. I laughed and kissed her on top of her head.

”You miss her, don’t you?“

I don’t even try to act as if I don‘t know who she’s referring to.

"Yeah, I do, more than I care to admit.“ I turn around, so we’re lying face-to-face.

”Maybe you need some love me tender too.“ Luna says this as she’s leaning into me.

”That would be nice.“ I smiled against her lips.

Two days later...

Luna

We’re both leaning on the kitchen counter, bleary-eyed, and with our eyes half closed.

”This is the second time in a row we haven’t slept.“ I mumbled.

Bryce doesn't even look up from his coffee.

”I mean, we knew this going in, but it still stinks sometimes.“

I nodded and almost missed my mug in front of me.

”Damn. I never appreciated coffee as much as I do now. I love our kids, but I’d give my left kidney for two hours of sleep. Not even night shifts are this bad.“

”Come on, we'll get through this.“ I tried to sound more cheerful but just ended up sounding tired. But from the smile tugging at Bryce’s lips, I could still make him smile, which is a win in my book.

I’m about to take another sip from my juice since I‘m nursing when our doorbell rings, and I just grumble.

”I’ll go get it.“ I said, and Bryce just mumbled incoherent words.

I opened the front door, seeing my cousin Skyler, or Sky for short, stand in front of me.

”Good morning, sunshine.“ He looked well rested, with no dark circles under his smooth tan skin. His piercing dark blue eyes shone as if he sprang from the youth fountain. It’s so unfair how good he looked compared to my tired self.

I groaned again and shielded my eyes from the glaring sun coming inside our house.

I stepped aside, and Sky walked in.

”Is it a good morning? Huh. It’s already morning, and the sun is shining. Gosh, I’ve lost all feeling for what time it actually is or what day.“

Sky turned my way and only raised his eyebrows.

”You’re being weird.“

I sighed and joined Bryce in the kitchen. I grinned as Bryce held on to his steaming coffee mug, half asleep.

”I came to the rescue. I thought I’d have to send a search party after your radio silence.“

”Please make him stop saying words.“ Bryce groaned.

”Come on, I’m good with kids, and I’m offering to help.“ Sky grinned.

”So they sent you?“

”B!“ I exclaimed.

”Look, man. I’m really sorry. I’m just so fucking tired.“ Bryce sighed.

”Me too.“ I joined in while taking a sip of my mango and pineapple juice.

"Yeah, Luna too.“ Bryce said while smiling tiredly.

”No hard feelings. It’s all good. You‘ll get a free pass. This once. I know mom and dad struggled with us; you know, we're triplets, so I thought I’d help you out.“ Sky explained.

Bryce’s eyes were tired from being up all night helping me change the twins and trying to make them fall asleep.

We’re exhausted, and it’s only been four months since we brought the twins home.

Sky looked from me to Bryce.

”You guys look as if you’ve partied all night. And it was a weird theme party.“ He teased.

"Yeah, if you count changing, breastfeeding, and getting the twins to sleep, and it takes almost all night? Yeah, then we partied real hard.“ I sighed.

And then I added.

"Damn, breastfeeding really hurts. Who knew? I really hope the pain lessens a bit.“

”I’m even too tired to make a dirty joke about breasts and make you feel better.“ Bryce sighed and smiled softly but tiredly.

”I don’t need to know about your…uhh…anatomy. Or your female body parts.“ Sky winced.

”Who’s being weird now?“ I smirked.

”Fair.“

We were all startled when we heard the baby monitor on the kitchen counter squeak.

Both Bryce and I groaned.

Sky smiled.

”You know what? Why don’t I check up on the little angels? While you guys do whatever it is you do, make out or something.“

”We’re way too tired to make out.“ Bryce and I said it at the same time.

The fog in my brain lifted, and it hit me.

”Wait, are you here to babysit?“

Sky shrugged.

"Yeah, why not? I have the next two days off, so I thought I’d take over, and you can go and do whatever it is you’re doing.“

”You’re an angel, and I love you.“ I smiled and hugged him tight. Sky grinned and hugged me back.

Yep, he’s my favorite cousin. At least right now.

”She doesn’t mean it.“ Bryce commented with a mischievous glint in his eyes. I grinned, so that’s where Lani and Rosie got it from.

”Stop being mean.“ I said this to Bryce without any real heat behind my words.

”Sorry. If you’re true to your word, I’ll go take a nap.“

I stopped hugging Sky for a minute to give B a look.

”Not even showering?“

”I love my bed more than my shower right now.“

"Well, I don’t. So let’s hit the shower.“

Sky looked from me to Bryce.

”You are weirding me out. I’ll go look after the twins.“

”Thanks Sky.“

”You got it.“ He yelled.

Bryce and I walked outside to our shower while Bryce mumbled and was grumpy until the water hit his face.

When we came back from our shower and were settled in our bed, Bryce checked the baby monitor, but the monitor was quiet. It looks as if Sky is a wizard when it comes to calming down kids.

”It’s so quiet.“ I turned to Bryce.

”What did we do before we had kids? Look at me, sounding pathetic.“

”You don’t sound and aren’t pathetic. It’s a new routine for us. And I guess we just have to find our balance.“

We both nodded.

Bryce drew circles on my skin, and I curled up into him, and seconds later we were already asleep while holding hands.

Life is good when you’re with the people you love. Whether you’re blood-related or not, cherish those moments.

#Love Me Tender #Bryce Lahela (M!MC) x Luna Auclair (F!OC)#Kehlani Mae #Alaia Rose #open heart #choicesficwriterscreations

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julia-highstorms · 8 days ago

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It’s 2025 and I still see people describing BRYCE LAHELA as a white man‼️🤬

White and blonde. Stop whitewashing BIPOC characters, dammit

#playchoices #open heart #bryce lahela

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openheartfanfics · 2 months ago

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Newly Added Fics

Feb 15 - 28, 2025

Bryce x F!MC

A Tasty Revelation - @storyofmychoices 📱

Bryce makes a discovery that will change the way he sees a certain dinner snack!

Ethan x F!MC

Call it What You Want - @jamespotterthefirst ☁️

After their kiss, they both agree to take a break enjoying the city of Miami. Set after the events of 1.10. [1.10]

Dress - @jamespotterthefirst ☁️

Loosely based on the events in Book 1, Chapter 9. After dinner with her roommates, she runs into Dr. Ramsey at the bar. [1.9]

Power Cut - @potionsprefect ☁️

A power cut shakes the hospital.

The Glasses Effect - @liaromancewriter ☁️

Cassie can’t get enough of seeing Ethan with his glasses on. [1.10]

1800s AU Continuation - @jamespotterthefirst 🛸

The surly and reserved Dr. Ethan Ramsey is engaged to the spirited and determined Miss Lilac Allende. However, as they celebrate their love, unresolved ghosts from the past emerge, threatening to unravel their newfound happiness.

Part 1: More Lovely and More Temperate

Rafael x F!MC

Love In Every Heartbeat - Continued - @rafasgirl23415 📚

[extended: wip] A significant time jump where Mia is older but Casey & Raf are struggling to give her a sibling. TW: mention of cancer and chemotherapy, mature themes

CH 25: My Favourite Thing Is Watching You Sleep

CH 26: A Mother’s Arms Are More Comforting Than Anyone Else’s

CH 27: Balance Is Not Something You Find

CH 28: If Only I’d Known

CH 29: Keep Holdin’ On

CH 30: When You Believe

CH 31: One Day At A Time

CH 32: Hope Lingers

CH 33: How Long Will I Love You?

CH 34: Every Day Is A Step Closer To Remission

CH 35: You Can’t Appreciate The Light Without A Bit Of Darkness

CH 36: A Mother’s Love Can Make Miracles Happen

My love for you keeps growing - @rafasgirl23415 📷

When she finally has a moment Casey has a special walk along the beach with Isabelle to have some one on one time with her baby girl.

Tobias x F!MC

And Just Like That - @jerzwriter 🛸💘

Good friends Tobias and Casey have spent many nights out together. It's old hat. But tonight... something else feels different, but are they on the same page?

It Happened One Night - @loreofyore 🛸💘

Adelaide promised her best friend she'd be open to meeting someone. But she never expected it would happen so soon.

Love and Rivalry - @jerzwriter ☁️

Tobias and Casey couldn't be happier now that they've moved in together - but that doesn't mean a little bit of fun rivalry doesn't exist.

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