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Sometimes, those things do lead to the best memories. Of course, Casey was never going to be cold with Tobias there. lol I'd be down for that reading, too! lol Thanks so much for reading & for this adorable edit, my friend. Hope you're doing well! <3

Oh, I've missed Tobias x Casey so much. Here's the Day 6 prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting 30-Day Writing Challenge (Write about a blackout). I had so much fun with this!

Book: Open Heart (Post Series) Pairing: Tobias x Casey Carrick (F!MC) Featuring: The Carrick Girls, Pietro the Cat Rating: Teen Words: 1,136 Summary: A winter storm leads to a power outage, and the Carricks have to do their best to get through the night.

A/N: Participating in @choicesapril2025 "I'm not who I used to be."

The lights flickered once, twice, then—darkness. The house fell silent, except for the howling wind pounding against the windows, followed by the sound of tiny footsteps thundering down the stairs.

Samantha and Brooke burst into the kitchen, all bouncing curls and wide eyes as they looked at their mother with alarm. Sammy, seven going on twenty-seven, wasn’t her usual assured self. “Mommy!” she called out anxiously.

But Casey was the picture of calm as she scooped baby Kayla into her arms. Oblivious to the infant’s pudgy hands tugging at blonde locks, she rummaged through the junk drawer in search of a flashlight.

“It’s okay, girls,” she said, flicking a beam of light across the room. "Daddy will turn on the generator, and everything will be back to normal.”

That’s when Tobias appeared from his study at the end of the hall, barefoot and effortlessly handsome in his flannel pajama pants and long-sleeve Henley. The family cat, Pietro, trailing behind him. “Yeah," he said, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. “About that generator... it was on backorder, and…”

Casey's shoulders slumped as her husband's voice trailed off. “Really, T?” she groaned.

Brooke, five years old and the family’s drama queen, tugged at her mother’s sweater. “Mommy. Are we going to freeze to death?”

“No, baby,” Casey chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “We’ll just have a little party in the family room tonight. Let’s go grab your stuffed animals while Daddy lights a fire.”

In the dim light, Tobias leaned in closer to his wife. “But what about our party?” he asked, voice low and teasing.

Even without seeing her expression, he knew the look she was giving him.

“The generator would’ve taken care of that,” she smirked. “Now go light that fire.”

Barely ten minutes later, the fire was roaring in the hearth, and the living room had transformed into a miniature winter camp. Plush princess-themed sleeping bags covered the rug, surrounded by more stuffed animals than one could find at FAO Schwarz’s flagship store. Sammy had a clipboard she stole from Casey’s home office in hand, meticulously cataloging a plush toy roll call to make sure no one went missing while Brooke happily sang to hers.

“I think we should make s’mores!” Brooke suggested.

Tobias, crouched near the fire, glanced over his shoulder. “No way you’re getting that much sugar this close to bedtime, hon.”

Perched on the couch, Casey nudged his shoulder with her knee. “You’re still not getting your party, babe,” she whispered. “Get over it.”

He grinned, his blue eyes catching the firelight. “You can’t blame a man for dreaming, now, can you?”

“What are you dreaming about, Daddy?” Brooke called from across the room.

“He’s dreaming about what story he’s going to read to us before bed,” Casey said with a wink.

“You know," Sammy chimed in. "School will probably be canceled tomorrow. We don’t need to read a story right away. There’s no reason we can’t stay up past our bedtime.”

“Oh, really?” Tobias laughed. “I can think of plenty of reasons.”

“Like what?” the little girl challenged, her chin jetting into the air.

“Well,” he said, settling onto the couch, “if you stay up too late, all your stuffed animals will be off schedule. And we all know how cranky Mr. Bumble gets when he hasn’t had enough sleep.”

Sammy rolled her eyes but caught the glint in her father’s and played along. “You're right,” she smiled. “Besides, we want to be up early to play in the snow.”

“What story are you going to read us, Daddy?” Brooke asked as Kayla babbled in unison as if asking the same question herself.

“Goodnight Moon, of course,” Tobias said. “Is there any other?”

“There are many others,” Sammy replied with a look that she could have only gotten from Tobias’s mother on her face. “That one’s just your favorite.”

“You’re right,” Casey chuckled, mussing her eldest’s curls. “But I bet one day, it’ll be yours too.”

Tobias retrieved the battered old copy of the book from the end table and settled onto the floor in the middle of his girls.

“All right, enough chitter-chatter. It’s time to hear the best reading of Goodnight Moon in the history of time.”

“Oh yes,” Casey deadpanned. “We’ve resurrected James Earl Jones just for this occasion.”

“Hey,” Tobias protested, as Casey snuggled beside him. “I can do as well as James Earl Jones.”

She glanced up at him, her voice soft. “Baby, you can do anything you set your mind to.”

“You really can, Daddy!” Brooke added enthusiastically, despite her sleepy yawn.

Tobias began to read – his voice low and warm. “In the great green room, tucked away in a bed, is a little bunny..." The girls grew quiet, lulled by the sound of his voice and the crackling fire; then, one by one, their eyelids began to close.

When the story ended, Samantha and Brooke were already asleep, nestled among their plush menageries, and Kayla snoozed in her mother’s arms. With quiet steps, Casey rose and gently lowered the baby into her portable crib, adjusting a soft pink blanket around her.

Tobias opened the sectional into a bed, tossing pillows into place. As Casey returned, she curled up beside him, tugging a comforter over them.

“Sorry about our party being canceled, babe,” she teased.

He sighed dramatically – it was apparent where Brooke got it from. “I was going to use that blindfold you love. Make you forget your own name.”

“Mmm,” she smiled sleepily. “Tragic. But there’s always tomorrow. Who knew this would one day be your life? Dr. Playboy Carrick being the waiter at a stuffed animal tea party and reading Good Night Moon two three little girls?"

"Hey, I'm not who I used to be," he smiled. "But one thing's stayed the same. I'm still surrounded by beautiful women."

Tobias pulled Casey close, glancing at their three girls once more; he smiled.

“You know,” he said softly, “this might be even better than the party I had planned. Maybe I won’t buy that generator after all.”

Casey smiled, eyes beginning to close. “Don’t press your luck, Carrick.”

Soon, he was the only one awake—well, him and Pietro, who had claimed his usual spot atop Tobias’s head as if it were a pillow created just for him. With the familiar chaos of his perfect little family finally settled down, Tobias let the warmth of the fire absorb him.

As he lay there, listening to the steady breathing of his girls, he counted his blessings with each exhale. Maybe he wasn’t the luckiest guy in the world, he thought as his eyes began to shut. But - nah. He knew the truth. He absolutely was the luckiest man alive - and he would never forget it.

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Female Main Character: Clara Sinclaire

Pairing: F!MC×Ernest Sinclaire (married)

Summary: Countess Clara of Edgewater takes her lovely horse, Belle out for a ride 🐎

Word Count: 3.2K words

Rating: General (Fluff, Adventure, Rescue)

Warnings: none (Injury)

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Author's Note: Please have mercy on me since it's my very first Desire & Decorum fanfiction. If I ever write again for this book, I won't tag anyone unless it is requested. Inform me!!!

"I'm heading out for a ride.", his wife informed him as she climbed on the back of her horse, named Belle.

Ernest's expression softened. He knew just how much she cherished these moments with the mare.

"Very well, my dear. But promise me you'll be careful. Belle can be quite spirited."

"Oh, my dear and loving husband. Don't you believe in Team Clara-Belle?", she winked.

Ernest chuckled warmly at her playful remark.

"Of course I do, my love. I have the utmost faith in your skills with that steed. I just happen to like you in a single piece."

"Sure."

With a nod, he released her hand and called put to be safe.

"Be careful. And pat Belle on the nose for me."

Ernest watched her leave. His heart swelled with a mixture of love and worry. He hoped that Clara, with her spirited nature, stayed safe on her ride.

Countess Clara of Edgewater mounted on Belle. Next to her, other ladies on their horses, all eager and excited for a playful race in nature. The soft grass beneath them rustled gently, and the horses seemed to share in their enthusiasm. Clara's eyes glittered with a hint of mischief.

"Ready for a race, ladies?"

Everyone nodded, their horses pawing the ground in anticipation, which made Clara even more excited. She patted Belle's neck affectionately.

"Ready for a race, my girl. We'll show them the power of Clara-Belle."

When the little race finally started, all the horses lurched forward, moving as one. Each rider gripped the reins tightly. Clara, with her intimate knowledge of Belle's speed and the terrain, took the lead. The wind whipped through her brown locks.

The other ladies do their best to catch up, but Clara and Belle are a force to be reckoned with. Clara's skillful guidance and confidence created a seamless bond between woman and horse which propelled them further ahead with each stride.

The young countess laughed heartily, the feeling of triumph rushing through her veins. She patted Belle's neck as they continued to pull further ahead.

Clara glanced over her shoulder and smiled, seeing how far she and Belle had pulled away from the others. The wind rushed past her ears as she called out to her horse.

"We're leaving them in the dust, aren't we, girl? We're Team Clara-Belle, after all. Fast and strong."

Belle nickered in agreement, her strides became even more vigorous as if spurred on by her rider's excitement. The horse's powerful muscles rippled under her, propelling them further and further from the rest of the group.

Clara her focus on guiding Belle, suddenly felt a shift in the horse's stride. Before she could fully process what was happening, Belle let out a sharp whinny and stumbled slightly to the side.

"Belle?!!"

Clara's heart skipped a beat as she frantically tried to regain control, but it was too late. Belle's stumbling turned into a fall, and in a moment of panic, Clara was sent flying from the saddle, landing hard on the grass some distance away.

The rider's body ached from the impact, the shock of the fall left her breathless. She lay there for a moment, trying to assess the damage, but her focus was quickly diverted by a sound that chilled her to the bone... Belle's panicked whinny.

Clara's heart raced as she turned her head and discovered Belle struggling to get up. The beautiful mare twisted her ankle. Her hind legs buckled whenever she tried to put weight on them. Clara, despite her pain, stood up and slowly approached her horse.

"Belle, my girl..."

Belle still whinnied in pain as Clara approached. The animal's brown eyes were wide and filled with fear. It attempted to move but couldn't. The injury was preventing her from standing, let alone moving. Clara's heart aches for her beloved steed. Her hands trembled as she gently touched Belle's injured leg.

"Oh no! My poor Belle..."

A mixture of worry and pain as the young woman examined the injury. Her horse whimpered in response, clearly distressed and in pain. Clara knew that she couldn't move Belle on her own. Belle was too big and too distressed. Panic began to creep into the mind of the young countess as she searched around, hoping for anyone to pass by and help. But the area remained empty and silent. Her face was pale with fear. The realization of their predicament sank in. They're alone, some distance from the estate away. Both were unable to ride and unable to walk back. The only sound was Belle's soft, pain-filled whinnies, echoing through the quiet landscape.

Clara gently placed her shaking hand on Belle's neck, trying to soothe the frightened animal.

"It's going to be alright, girl. We'll find a way."

But the words felt hollow, filled with fear instead of reassurance. For a moment, they sat in silence. The horse's soft breaths were the only sound. The wind had picked up, the chill biting cold against their exposed skin. Clara already shivered in her thin riding clothes. They were miles away from any shelter, and the temperature was dropping rapidly. The thought of spending the night outdoors, injured and exposed, was more than a little frightening. But she pushed that fear down, focusing instead on the hope that someone would find them before nightfall.

When Clara tried to stand, she winced as her sore body protested. It was clear that the fall had left her with bruises and possible injuries, but she still pushed through the pain, gritting her teeth as she rose to her feet. She glanced at Belle and her heart broke at the sight of the helpless horse.

Clara looked around, trying to find something, anything they could use for shelter. The terrain was empty and flat, with no trees or buildings in sight. The wind gusted again, and she shivered, feeling how the coldness had already begun to seep through her clothes. The horse growing restless and agitated by the minute.

The woman sat back down next to Belle, trying to think of a solution. But the coldness was making her head fuzzy, and the pain in her body slowly clouded her thoughts. She wrapped her arms around herself, attempting to keep warm, and huddled closer to her horse for warmth.

"Ernest was right. I should have been more careful."

She let out a small, bitter laugh, and small tears welled up her eyes. Her fingers trembled slightly from the cold. She leaned her head closer against Belle, feeling the horse's soft fur. Trying to soothe herself, to think of a way out of this mess. The sound of the wind howling around them and it was getting darker.

Hours passed slowly, and the night was drawing closer. Clara was exhausted, her body ached and her mind fuzzy. The coldness now had settled deep into her bones, despite the small comfort that Belle's presence provided. The pain in her ankle, coupled with the soreness from the fall, made her breathing ragged. They're in the middle of nowhere, hurt, hungry, thirsty and exhausted.

Suddenly, the sound of horse steps was heard, which caught Clara's attention. She looked up, her heart fluttered with a mixture of hope and anxiety. The steps seemed to get closer, but the darkness made it hard to see anything. The injured lady strained her eyes, trying to make out the form of the approaching guests in the darkness. The wind howled around her, which masked the sound a bit, and for a moment, she was not even sure if it was her mind playing tricks on her or if someone was coming.

It took a little moment until Clara's eyes widened, discovering a figure on horseback approaching. She tried to get to her feet, but her ankle protested making her stumble. So she waved one arm and shouted desperately, trying to get the person's attention.

"Here! Over here!! Help!!"

The mysterious rider seemed to have noticed the movement and guided its horse in their direction, getting closer as the seconds passed.

As the rider approached closer, Clara could just make out the familiar features and stature. It was her husband, Mister Ernest Sinclaire, Master of Ledford. The young man looked panicked. His face filled with worry as he dismounted from his horse and rushed towards her and Belle.

"My Clara!!"

"Ernest?"

Ernest dropped to his knees beside Clara, his eyes scanning her body for any signs of serious injury. His hands moved gently over her skin, checking for wounds as his voice was filled with worry.

"My love, my sweet, my darling, my Clara, are you hurt?"

"How did you find us?"

Mister Sinclaire ran a hand through his soft hair, his expression tense, but a hint of relief in his blue eyes. He glanced at Belle before answering.

"When you didn’t return for dinner, I knew something was wrong. The ladies informed me about your sudden disappearance and looked worried. I saddled my horse and came searching for you."

"Oh Ernest..."

Her husband pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest. His voice was soft but filled with worry and relief.

"My love, you foolish girl. You could have been hurt, or worse..."

"I'm sorry."

Ernest pulled back slightly, looking at her face. His heart nearly broke at the sight of her tired, bruised face. His hand raised to cradle her cheek with a gentle touch.

"I'm not angry, my love. I'm just so relieved you're safe. But promise me, promise me you'll be more careful from now on."

"I promise."

The young man gave her a soft smile, pressing a gentle kiss against her forehead. He held her a moment longer before standing up, moving to check on Belle. The horse whimpered as he touched her. The injury was indeed painful.

He examined the injury with a serious expression. Running his hand gently over Belle's leg, checking the swelling and the stability of the joint. He looked up at Clara, his mouth set in a grim line.

"It's sprained at the very least. The poor thing is in pain."

"How will we get her home?"

He glanced at the horses and it took a silent moment until an idea slowly formed up in his mind. He knew it was not ideal, but they didn't have many options.

"My love, you ride my horse, and I'll walk. We'll have to build a travois. With branches and rope, we might be able to make something that can support Belle's weight without further hurting her leg. Me and my horse will pull the travois with Belle on it."

And with that, Ernest Sinclaire began to look around, hunting for long enough sticks and searching for rope or cloth that could serve as a support. The night was fully set, the stars their only light source in the pitch-black field.

As he worked, he glanced over at his wife, trying to keep his worry at bay. Clara's face was drawn with exhaustion, and he knew she was holding on by a thread. The travois needed to be done quickly. The sooner they could move, the better.

Eventually, Ernest managed to gather enough sticks and found some rope in his horse's saddle bag. With determination, he set work on building the travois, tying the sticks together and making sure they were sturdy enough to support Belle's weight.

As the travois slowly took shape, he looked up to see that Clara had managed to mount his horse, holding the reins with stiff, trembling hands. A wave of worry washed over him again at the sight of her. She should be resting, not worrying about all this.

When the man tied the final knots on the travois, he approached to his brown-colored horse and Clara. His voice gentle but firm as he spoke.

"Love, I need you to ride slowly and carefully. Belle's on a travois behind us and will be uncomfortable. You cannot jostle her too much. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ernest."

His heart broke at the exhaustion in her voice. He wished he could take away all the pain and worry, but they were still far from safe. He reached up, gently touching her knee.

"Clara, I know you're tired, believe me, I know. But we have no other option but to keep moving. We will rest once we're back home, once we've got you and Belle safe. Just hold on a little while longer."

"You're walking? Are you sure?"

"Yes, love. I'll walk beside you. It won't slow us down that much. And you need the rest more than I do. Just let me guide the horse while you hang on, alright?"

He took the reins and led his horse forward, gently encouraging the animal to step forward. The travois with Belle on it follows, its wheels making a soft grating sound on the rough ground.

As the party slowly began to move. The only sounds were the soft huffing breaths of the horses, the crunch of the wheels on the ground, and Belle's soft whimpers. Clara's eyes were half-lidded with exhaustion, her body trembled with the cold and the exhaustion.

Ernest was also tired and focused on walking. He knew Clara and Belle were both injured and exhausted, and that every step was a challenge, but he pushed forward. When he glanced back at Clara, he saw how she was struggling to stay awake and on the horse.

"Love, you need to stay awake, you cannot sleep on the horse. Not yet. Just a little bit longer, I promise you'll sleep in a nice warm bed once we're back."

"I'm worried about Belle."

"I know, my love. So am I. But we're getting closer to the estate with every step. Sir Luke Harper will take perfect care of Belle. Soon, you can both rest. Almost there..."

Minutes, hours, a lifetime seemed to pass. But eventually, the familiar sight of Edgewater estate came into view. The buildings were faintly lit in the distance, and relief flooded through Ernest's chest. They made it. They're safe. He glanced back at Clara, a small smile on her face too.

When they reached the stables, he took the horses into their boxes, then turned back to Clara, helping her down from the saddle and supporting her tired body.

The man pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly against his chest.

"My love, you did great. You're safe now. We're home."

"Ernest, my love... You saved us."

He held her close, his arms tight around her. He rested his chin on the top of her head, his exhaustion finally caught up with him. He could see the other staff running out to help, but for a moment he just held Clara and ignored the surroundings. His heart filled with gladness that they were in Edgewater, safe and together now.

"You need to get warm and rest, my love. Let the staff help you inside. I need to take care of Belle."

"But she's my horse."

"I know, Clara. Belle means a lot to you. And Sir Harper is very skilled and will take good care of Belle. But you need to rest too. Let me take you inside."

"Yes, please."

Ernest nodded and wrapped an arm around her waist to support her weary body. He helped her walk slowly towards the house, his movements gentle and caring. He could feel how tired his Clara was, and it pained him to see her like this. But he knew that soon she'd be warm and comfortable, safe and sound in their manor. When Ernest noticed her stumble, he reacted quickly. He caught her, pulling his wife gently against his side, holding her up. His eyes scan her face, filled with worry.

"Careful, my love. Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm good. Just tripped, but I'm good."

"Good. Hang on to me, Clara. We're almost there."

"Ernest, I'm the countess of this estate and look like a mess. Hurry upstairs, I don't want anyone to see me like this."

"My love, even when you're exhausted and disheveled, you're still the most beautiful countess and woman in all of Great Britain.", he chuckled and kissed her cheek. Despite the situation, he couldn't help but tease her wife a bit.

"Ernest..."

His heart lightened at the sight of her expression as he continued walking towards the house with his arm tight around her waist.

"Oh, don't give me that look. You know I'm right."

Eventually, they reached the front steps of the house, where only a few of the staff were awake. The rest of the house and family members were already asleep, unaware of the events. The doors of the estate opened for them, and the warm light from inside shined out into the night. Ernest guided Clara through the threshold, his hand still on her waist, supporting her.

"I want the bed now."

"Of course, love. The bed, some food, clean clothes... You'll have it all, anything you want. First, let's get you upstairs. You look like you're about to fall over."

He led her to the staircase, his pace slow and patient as he took the time to help her up each step. His own blue eyes heavy with tiredness, but his care for her never wavered.

Eventually, they reached their chambers. Ernest helped his wife inside. A welcome sight after their long journey. The bed looked soft and inviting. The warm fireplace was already lit and crackling.

He guided her towards the bed, helping her to sit down, and leaned her against the piles of pillows.

"You're safe, my love. You're home."

"I hope Belle..."

"Shhh... My dear Clara darling... Sir Luke Harper will now take good care of her tonight. You need to rest and trust him. And we'll check on Belle first thing in the morning."

"Thanks."

"Of course, my love. It's the least I can do. Now, lay back. You need to rest."

Ernest smiled softly, watching as Clara closed her eyes and started to drift off. He reached forward, gently tucking the blankets around her, making sure she was comfortable and warm. A sigh of relief escaped his lips. They're safe, they're home, and she's finally getting the rest she so desperately needed.

The morning sun was just starting to peek over the horizon as Ernest and Clara made their way down to the stables. The air was crisp and chilly. The morning dew still clinging to the grass. When the couple reached the stables, the familiar sounds and smells of the horses filled the air. The husband lead her towards Belle's stable. His heart was heavy with concern as they didn't know what condition the poor horse might be in.

The horse was lying down, several soft bedrolls and blankets placed beneath her to provide some comfort. A fresh bandage around Belle's injured leg. Immediately, Clara hugged Belle, which brought a soft smile to his face. Ernest could see the relief and love in Clara's eyes as she gently caressed the horse's head. Belle whickered softly, but she responded to Clara's touch and her muscles relaxed slightly.

It was clear that the horse and the countess shared a special bond. A connection that went beyond mere friendship. They're practically inseparable. Two souls joined together by their mutual strength and spirit. That was Team Clara-Belle.

[choicesfandomappreciation]

It’s spread kindness week! And who would I be if I didn’t leave a bit of pink & glitter for everyone to enjoy 🩷 ✨

I haven’t been active a lot. I’ve been dealing with the passing of my beloved dad. Which is still hard to grasp for me. It‘ll be 4 months on 11/29/24 and to know he touched so many lives of people who’ve known him in person and those who didn’t means a lot to me. But honestly? I’m glad and thankful to have been able to spend as much time with him as I could. Especially when it was time for him to go, you all came together with prayers, kind words and support, something I’ll never be able to repay or forget. So thank you for that! I hope you know how much this means to me 🥰

So I’d like to mention some people that I call friends 🌸 (don’t worry this won’t be the only post I make 🥰)

@aallotarenunelma I am beyond happy we’ve grown close and that we’re able to talk and exchange messages. It’s as if we’ve know each other for years and I’m so so happy we’re friends. Your constant support and kind words, help me through the toughest of my days. Our chats about our characters & stories and the way we hype each other up means the world to me. Puno mi znaći što si uz mene, nemogu ti opisati koliko mi znaći, hvala još jednom puno na svemu 🩷 Grlim te 🩷

@cariantha Cariii! It’s hard to find words and describe how much our friendship means to me. Not only do you make me laugh with all your stories, but you’re a true friend. I remember when you first joined tumblr, I was so happy to see a new person join our little family fandom. And then I saw all your stories and I fell in love with your writing and Sawyer & Ethan. It brings me a lot of joy to know you’re here. Your reblogs and your gif game is on point girl! Thank you for being there for me, for making me laugh and simply for being my friend. Love you to the moon and back 🩷

@mysticalgalaxysstuff I know you’re rarely on tumblr M but I do miss you and our talks. I hope you see this message and you’ll feel hugged 🩷 Your outpouring of love and friendship is and will always be appreciated 🩷

@secretaryunpaid You were one of the first people I’ve met on tumblr and we instantly connected. I hope you know how much our friendship means to me. Keep on shining! 🌺🩷🌸🥰

@thosehallowedhalls Caro!!!! You’re back. Which means I can tag you again, and you’ll see this message 😍 I am so so happy we became friends and shared messages. Your stories, your characters and you as a person make this fandom even brighter so thank you for all your kind words and burst of positivity it means the world to me 🩷🌸

@aria-ashryver Ariii! First of all. What a light and luminous presence you are despite everything that you’re going through. You find time and space for all of us. Whether it’s a kind message or a kind word, please know it’s more than appreciated. And don’t even get me started on your stories they’re amazing 🩷 Keep on glowing 🩷

@dutifullynuttywitch Léa! You’re one of the nicest and kindest people I’ve ever met! From the time you joined I just wanted us to be friends and we became friends 😍 (how awesome is that?) Thank you for being you! Kind, compassionate, nice and a damn good writer 🥰 And all in all an amazing person, never let anyone tell you different 🩷

@quixoticdreamer16 Your constant enthusiasm and support really are amazing. You’ve been so kind to me and everyone else. You take the time to reblog and leave a comment under my stories and for that I’m truly grateful. Thank you for being my friend and thank you for being you 🩷🩷

@jerzwriter Els 🩷 Where to start?! You were one of the first friends I made on tumblr. I saw your stories & your writing style and was really impressed. I was like damn she’s good! The joy and laughter I experience when I read your stories helped me through many dark days in my life and for that I want to thank you. Thank you for being supportive, thank you for being my friend, thank you for being real when I needed it and thank you for just being you! Never change because that’s what makes you unique 🩷

@the-pale-goddess Hilde! I had to mention you my dear friend. Even though you’re barely on tumblr these days that doesn’t mean I don’t miss you and obsess over Tiffany & Ethan and your stories. You’re such a talented writer. You’re a beautiful and amazing person inside and out. You’ve been so supportive of me, my stories and my characters it’s truly amazing thank you for that! I hope we’ll see more of you on tumblr. Sending a lot of hugs your way 🩷🩷

Again thank you to everyone who’s ever touched my heart it means the world to me 🩷🩷

💛

[princess-geek]

Lady Beatrice Foredale

by @lilyoffandoms

@jeanele ❣  @missameliep  ​  ❣   @regencylady1810 ​ ❣  @i-put-the-sin-in-sinclaire  ❣ @whenyourheartskipsabeat ❣ @xjustin-ethansgirliex  ❣ @rosesnink ❣  @gardeningourmet❣ @paisleylovergirl  ❣ @dailydoseofchoices  ❣  @rhyssescups ❣   @lorircreates  ❣  @lorirwritesfanfic ❣ @walkerduchess  ❣ @indiacater ❣ @kinkypot ❣ @ezekielbhandarivalleros ❣ @anotherbeingsworld ❣ @hellooliviaolivia ❣ @pixel-writer19  ❣ @sinclaire-ity  ❣ @marlcasters ❣ @bhartigat81 ❣ @lyannacyrill706 ❣ @daddytyrilstarfury  ❣ @secretaryunpaid ❣ @allisonreilynn ❣ @fauxleaves ❣ @twinkleallnight ❣ @kingliam2019 ❣ @iloveethanramsey ❣ @surewhyynot ❣ @yvettegolx  ❣ @itlivesinpixelberry ❣  @chutchoices ❣ @electroniccreatorwerewolf  ❣ @spookycolorpeanut  ❣ @peonierose ❣ @quixoticdreamer16   ❣ @lilyoffandoms   ❣ @tessa-liam ❣ @storyofmychoices ❣ @dutifullynuttywitch ❣ @ladylamrian

[jerzwriter]

AAAAGGGHHH! CHER! And you see, this is one of the reasons I love you - YOU GET ME. lmao 🤣🤣🤣 Thank you once again!

Oh, if we are EVER within driving distance of each other, we WILL get together, and our girls best have bail money on hand! But... it will have been worth it! I truly appreciate you, and I'm always here for you, my friend! Thank you for always making life a little brighter. 💕

(Now let me take 5-10 to recover from that pic.. lord.... lol)

Hello Everyone!

First, I want to say thank you to everyone because... we still have a fandom! When I participated in this event in 2021, many wondered if we'd still be here in 2022. Then, in 2022, I really didn't think we'd make it to 2023, but look at us! We may be small and imperfect, but I am happy to still have each of you to share my crazy hyperfixations with!

I always get stressed out with these events because I'm sure I'll leave someone out, and it's not my intent (I just have wicked ADHD!) I will have more shoutouts to make after work later today, but I didn't want to go to bed tonight without sharing a little love for some of my supporters throughout this past year. You have no idea how much I appreciate you taking the time to read, comment, and give feedback on my silly fics.

Some of us may talk more than others, but trust me, you're always seen and always appreciated. There are so many of you, but thanks to @differenttyphoonwerewolf, @onikalover, @tessa-liam, @sophxwithers, @kingliam2019, @custaroonie, @headoverheelsforramsey, @parisa-kh, @youlookappropriate, @kyra75, @delmissesryanandcassi, @renvconta19, @peonierose @trappedinfanfiction, @kyra75 your ongoing support means more than you know!

@quixoticdreamer16 - my baseball buddy and one of the most supportive people, I'm so glad you're here! So glad you're a friend!

@secretaryunpaid - thank you for your unbelievable support from day one. The way you go out of your way to comment and create beautiful gifs for me and others is a testament to how thoughtful you are. But as much as I appreciate your support, I appreciate your friendship and the laughs we've shared 1000 more (and the lusting over Jesse, but that's another story!) You're one in a million, and I'm so glad this place brought us together.

To @liaromancewriter, @potionsprefect, @coffeeheartaddict2, @cariantha @genevievemd @lucy-268 and @jamespotterthefirst... the OH DIEHARDS MAN lol Thank you for your friendship, for always showing love - to me and so many others. I'm so glad you're still here (even though some of you are a little less), and we're still on this crazy journey in this whacky place together. And, considering y'all are Ethan girlies, I feel like I need to promise to wrap 2 series up before year-end for ya! lol

@inlocusmads You bring something special to this place, and I hope you know that. Thank you for your support - I love that you love my crazy Tobias and Casey - and when I started writing CoP this year, your feedback and encouragement meant the world to me. You are the OG CoP master! I remember when you were convincing me I could handle reading it, and I should have listened to you sooner! Oh, and thank you for loving my Casey and Jessica! I know they are beyond unpopular, but I love them, and having someone else who does too is just...asdfddf! I have your ask, and I'll have that done by the week's end - thanks so much, Mads!

Speaking of CoP, it was a real gamble when I decided to write for the incomparable Trystan Thorne this year. Given that our fandom is not always... nice... it was so scary. But some of you provided such kind feedback. It really encouraged me to keep going, and I'm so glad I did. I love the story, and I love us sharing it together. Thank you @starsarewithinme @moominofthevalley @aces-and-angels @brycesgirl @ao719 and @shadyinternetblizzard , and OMG, I know I'm forgetting someone here, and when it's not 1:20 AM and I'm not exhausted I'll remember correct that! lol, But seriously, thank you!

To @missameliep - I miss you, my cappy friend - but thank you for always geeking out with me over WTD. I know you're not on much these days, but you're still appreciated, and I'll never see a capybara and not think of you! lol

To @mydemonsdrivealimo, OMG, the way you've inspired me with T/C this year. You have no idea. I appreciate your support for them and Casey and Jess so much. I hope you know that! Casey could not possibly have better besties - and I cannot wait to explore more with all of our little idiots - that ice skating thing MUST happen soon!

To @storyofmychoices and @lilyoffandoms, I have much more to say to you later, but for now, I just want to thank you for loving T&C and for the crazy little world we've created with our little nut jobs. Lily, when you wrote that first drabble, who knew it would lead to kidnapping my girl! lol But I'm so glad it did! I know Tobias wasn't even an LI (as many an anon has pointed out! lol), and it was never a popular pairing, that makes your love for those guys mean even more to me. THANK YOU!

OK now I do have a lot more love I want to give - and I will later today - because right now, if I don't show my pillow some love, my boss will have it out for me later! lol

Love to you all!

Elsa

@choicesfandomappreciation

[lawsend]

Chapter 7 Extra

I just realized that I never shared this!!! This was made by the wonderfully talented and always generous @secretaryunpaid

I cannot express how much I love these images!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[peonierose]

So it’s that time again. I’m doing a cleanup of my tag lists. To even say that I have more than one tag list is insane 😅 But I’m very grateful for that, I really am.

But before I do that I just wanted to take a quick moment and say thank you to everyone who’s ever given one of my stories a chance. For taking the time to leave a like, a reblog or a comment. It means the absolute world to me and I appreciate it 🩷🌸

So I will tag everyone I have on my current tag lists. So let me know if you want to be added, removed or even moved to a different tag list. There are absolutely no hard feelings 🥰 Tastes change and people have less time to read and reblog stuff (myself included).

Please reply by March 17th the latest. If you feel uncomfortable reblogging this post you can reach out through dms. That’s absolutely okay too 🥰

Lots of love

-PR

My current tag lists are down below and if you don’t see yourself on any of my lists but would like to be added don’t hesitate to reach out to me 🌸🥰

Perma tags:

@annieruok94 @potionsprefect

@socalwriterbee @cariantha

@secretaryunpaid @inlocusmads

@aallotarenunelma @jerzwriter

@karahalloway @a-cloud-for-dreams

@mysticalgalaxysstuff

@starrystarrytrouble

@quixoticdreamer16 @princess-geek

@genevievemd @issabees

@stars-are-within-me

@jamespotterthefirst

@the-mrsreigns @thosehallowedhalls

@openheartforeverinmyheart

@amortentiaopenheart @alj4890

@surrrenderronniebabe1 @annfg8

@eleanorbloom

@zealouscanonindeer

@kristinamae093

Open Heart only:

@liaromancewriter @lilyoffandoms

@mvalentine @a-crepusculo

@zahrachoices @the-pale-goddess

@takemyopenheart

@trappedinfanfiction

TNA:

@sfb123

-The Nightbound tag won’t be active for the foreseeable future since my Nightbound stories are taking a hiatus.-

Crimes of Passion

Immortal Desires

Currently I don’t have a tag list for neither CoP nor ID but I’d like to add them in the future (I don’t know how much I will write for these two books but in case you’re interested I can put you on that list and if I post something I’ll tag you in it).

Again thank you so much for every little dahs of love you showed to me, my stories and my characters 🩷

[chickensarentcheap]

For your OC Character asks: Face, Stature, Stillness, Formal and Road. Please and Thank you 😍

Thank you! Sorry this took so long. My brain isn't exactly cooperating right now.

@watermeezer @bardic-tales @mrsmungus @secretaryunpaid @kmc1989 @alisbackalleybbq @ninjasawakenedmystar @asirensrage @residentdormouse @mrsmungus @creators-club

Face: Esme has very petite features. She has freckles splattered across the bridge of her nose. Chubby cheeks (she calls them her chipmunk cheeks lol). Long, dark eyelashes, and big, dark eyes that Tyler is unable to resist. I would say that her eyes are what people always notice first.

Stature: Esme is five foot one, and weighs a hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet. She was very tiny and slight, but does have fairly wide hips that she often complains about. She tends to wear a mix of clothes; yoga pants, yoga shorts, denim shorts, sundresses, Tyler's t-shirts and hoodies. You can imagine how huge they are on her lol

Stillness: Esme tends to slightly fidget: she will scrape her fingernails along the thighs of her pants, tap them against hr tea mug, she chews on her bottom lip, sometimes twirls her hair.

Formal: Esme loves a little black dress with peep toe pumps and a red nail. She has a selection of formal dresses for when she and Tyler attend events with extremely high end clients; a vintage Valentino dress (scarlet red), some Oscar De La Renta, others than are just basic, off the rack garments.

Road: Esme is a travel in comfort kinda gal lol. Sweats or yoga pants, a t-shirt and hoodie of Tyler's, sometimes a ball cap

(from the other ask)

Bling: While she has a handful of piercings in each ear, the constants are a pair of simple diamond studs and surgical steel hoops in her top cartilage of her right ear. She always wears a necklace Tyler had made for her with a piece of beach glass that Millie had found when she was a little girl

Alternate: Esme actually started as a Marvel OC. Tony's sister paired with Thor

[angelasreblogs]

All That She Wants Extra

Tagging under the cut

@karahalloway, @harleybeaumont @alj4890 @aussiegurl1234 @nestledonthaveone

@walkerdrakewalker @kingliam2019 @bascmve01 @twinkleallnight

@lovingchoices14  @tinkie1973

@secretaryunpaid  @irishgrl2022

@kristinamae093 @tessa-liam @gabesmommie1130 @queenmiarys

@differenttyphoonwerewolf  @jared2612  @belencha77

@dcbbw  @amandablink @indiacater 

@bebepac @twinkle-320 @mattiematt1234

@queen-arabella-of-cordonia

@emersyn-in-cordonia @lunaseasblog  

@hollygirl1269 @mainstreetreader @ohmyeightpastlives  @gardeningourmet

@sillydg @phoenixrising0308

@3pawandme @21-wishes @73geenalove @jennieausten

@princessleac1 @kachrisberry @tornbetween2loves

@fangirling12566  @pinklipsandmasonjars @savannahdix

@choicesficwriterscreations

All That She Wants Extra

Series: All That She Wants

Fandom: The Royal Romance

This amazing and wonderful visual was made by @secretaryunpaid for chapter 2 of this series and I can't stop staring at it!! I squealed when I saw it!!! Now I'm sharing it with all of you!!

Thank you @secretaryunpaid for always sharing your creativity with me in such a generous way!!