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@choicesjanuary2025 : lights, camera, action

Alex Spencer ❤️

I tried adding a little color, but my colored pencils apparently don't color over pencil. I'll have to try different ones. But for now, here we are. Latest attempt at art!

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Alex Spencer ❤️

I tried adding a little color, but my colored pencils apparently don't color over pencil. I'll have to try different ones. But for now, here we are. Latest attempt at art!

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Chibi!Hunt

Not my favorite of my recent sketches but I wanted to try arms crossed and a different expression. #itried

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Some tags for some who might be interested: @lilyoffandoms , @quixoticdreamer16, @loreofyore, @trappedinfanfiction,

Chibi!Hunt

Not my favorite of my recent sketches but I wanted to try arms crossed and a different expression. #itried

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Chibi!Hunt

Not my favorite of my recent sketches but I wanted to try arms crossed and a different expression. #itried

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I truly love your Profile icon

So elegant and pretty

Thanks! It's one of my faves, though all of my Hunt art is my fave so I'm a bit biased. The pose is inspired by something from Vogue Italy but I made some tweaks to make it even better (IMO) hehe

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@choicesjanuary2025: connection, breath? (blowing out a candle?)

Happy Birthday, Thomas!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: > 700 Rating: General: no warnings, just fluff

Synopsis: Alex helps Thomas celebrate his special day.

Look at how precious these babies are!!! ArtbyAinna (IG) always captures these two so brilliantly! Every piece is just so beautiful!

The faint flicker of the small candle on the gourmet cupcake cast a soft glow as Alex stepped into the dimly lit theater. Her smile grew further as she paused to watch Thomas adjust the projector. His movements were precise and well-practiced.

Their home theater had been his pride and joy. He had spent years adjusting it, adapting it, and growing it. As their lives changed, so did their theater. The once practical space had become softer. Couches for lounging replaced some of the traditional seating. The posters that hung shifted from golden age masterpieces to their own work over the years, and now the added animated feature at the request of Felicity and Vincent. Right now, their chosen frame displayed a Paw Patrol poster; hanging next to it were the twins' drawings of Bogart joining the team.

The hum of the project coming to life pulled her back. She moved closer, her melodic voice guiding his attention to her.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you—"

"Did we not already cover this earlier?" He interrupted with a raise of his brow.

She continued with a little "shh" and back to the song.

"Happy birthday, my dear Thomas,

Happy birthday to you."

"I recall us already celebrating with cake earlier," he insisted. He had never been one to indulge in too many sweets or birthday festivities at all. He was looking forward to the quiet evening they had planned and the large bowl of popcorn with jalapeños waiting for him.

"Yes, but this cupcake is special and chosen specifically for you." She began handing the plate to him but pulled it back slightly. "But first, you must make a wish." Before he could protest, she continued. "You don't have to believe in it, but do it for me." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, handing him the plate.

"Okay," he agreed, his gaze never leaving her.

As he accepted the dessert, he took a moment before blowing out the slowly dancing flame. There was no reason for grown adults to still make birthday wishes. This is something he would leave to his children... and Alex, who saw magic in everything. They were different in that way—and yet, he admired her in a way he couldn't explain. And in that, somehow, her belief gave him a flicker of faith. He closed his eyes and blew out the candle as he made his wish.

A delicate smile filled his face as he opened his eyes, meeting hers again. "I have succumbed to a frivolous tradition. I hope you're happy."

"Immensely," she kissed his lips gently. "Now, to understand why this cupcake was chosen especially for you, you'll have to take a bite. You don't have to eat it all—I know you're waiting for your popcorn, but try it."

Thomas exhaled softly through his nose, inspecting the beautiful cupcake before biting. His eyes widened as the flavor profile washed over his taste buds.

"Whiskey Caramel," she smiled at his delight. "Two of your favorite things, or at least, one of your favorites and one of mine," she teased. "Addi and I were checking out a new bakery and, when I saw this, I knew you needed to try it. So, what's the verdict?"

He considered the complementary flavors that melted on his tongue. It was a delightful combination, one even he could enjoy. "The caramel brings in some sweetness that pairs well with the warmth and smoky whiskey, especially in the buttercream frosting. However, the cake could be moister with the addition of a touch more whiskey."

"More whiskey?" Her brow rose curiously. "Predictable. Good thing I have a bottle of your favorite scotch awaiting you once the movie begins."

"I love you," his words were quiet, filled with an appreciation he still marveled was his. For a moment, he simply held her gaze, grateful for the path his life had taken to end up in this moment with her beside him. There were times when he still paused in disbelief that this life was his. It was not one he had anticipated or expected; and, yet it was everything he needed.

Her hand cradled his jaw, her thumb brushing tenderly across his cheek. "I love you, too. Happy birthday, my love."

Thank you for reading. This was a last minute fic so there were no edits or revisions. I've been feeling so self conscious about writing lately that I haven't been able to write, but when I went to post the art this little fic came to life so I'm not second guessing it, just sharing it out. I hope you enjoy it. Please consider leaving a comment or reblogging. 💛

PS— (My) Thomas's birthday falls on national popcorn day and I just love that for him. hehe

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Happy Birthday Thomas Hunt ✨️✨️✨️

Oh my, he's January like me. Capricon right? Because I'm Aquarius 🤔

Yes, my Hunt is a Capricorn! It seemed the most fitting for him though he would never listen to a word about him being as such. He doesn't place any belief in astrology. Alex doesn't really either, but sometimes she's bored and will read something and share little tidbits just to bother him. hehe

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Thomas Hunt: @curiouslittlefreak

Happy Birthday, Thomas!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: > 700 Rating: General: no warnings, just fluff

Synopsis: Alex helps Thomas celebrate his special day.

Look at how precious these babies are!!! ArtbyAinna (IG) always captures these two so brilliantly! Every piece is just so beautiful!

The faint flicker of the small candle on the gourmet cupcake cast a soft glow as Alex stepped into the dimly lit theater. Her smile grew further as she paused to watch Thomas adjust the projector. His movements were precise and well-practiced.

Their home theater had been his pride and joy. He had spent years adjusting it, adapting it, and growing it. As their lives changed, so did their theater. The once practical space had become softer. Couches for lounging replaced some of the traditional seating. The posters that hung shifted from golden age masterpieces to their own work over the years, and now the added animated feature at the request of Felicity and Vincent. Right now, their chosen frame displayed a Paw Patrol poster; hanging next to it were the twins' drawings of Bogart joining the team.

The hum of the project coming to life pulled her back. She moved closer, her melodic voice guiding his attention to her.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you—"

"Did we not already cover this earlier?" He interrupted with a raise of his brow.

She continued with a little "shh" and back to the song.

"Happy birthday, my dear Thomas,

Happy birthday to you."

"I recall us already celebrating with cake earlier," he insisted. He had never been one to indulge in too many sweets or birthday festivities at all. He was looking forward to the quiet evening they had planned and the large bowl of popcorn with jalapeños waiting for him.

"Yes, but this cupcake is special and chosen specifically for you." She began handing the plate to him but pulled it back slightly. "But first, you must make a wish." Before he could protest, she continued. "You don't have to believe in it, but do it for me." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, handing him the plate.

"Okay," he agreed, his gaze never leaving her.

As he accepted the dessert, he took a moment before blowing out the slowly dancing flame. There was no reason for grown adults to still make birthday wishes. This is something he would leave to his children... and Alex, who saw magic in everything. They were different in that way—and yet, he admired her in a way he couldn't explain. And in that, somehow, her belief gave him a flicker of faith. He closed his eyes and blew out the candle as he made his wish.

A delicate smile filled his face as he opened his eyes, meeting hers again. "I have succumbed to a frivolous tradition. I hope you're happy."

"Immensely," she kissed his lips gently. "Now, to understand why this cupcake was chosen especially for you, you'll have to take a bite. You don't have to eat it all—I know you're waiting for your popcorn, but try it."

Thomas exhaled softly through his nose, inspecting the beautiful cupcake before biting. His eyes widened as the flavor profile washed over his taste buds.

"Whiskey Caramel," she smiled at his delight. "Two of your favorite things, or at least, one of your favorites and one of mine," she teased. "Addi and I were checking out a new bakery and, when I saw this, I knew you needed to try it. So, what's the verdict?"

He considered the complementary flavors that melted on his tongue. It was a delightful combination, one even he could enjoy. "The caramel brings in some sweetness that pairs well with the warmth and smoky whiskey, especially in the buttercream frosting. However, the cake could be moister with the addition of a touch more whiskey."

"More whiskey?" Her brow rose curiously. "Predictable. Good thing I have a bottle of your favorite scotch awaiting you once the movie begins."

"I love you," his words were quiet, filled with an appreciation he still marveled was his. For a moment, he simply held her gaze, grateful for the path his life had taken to end up in this moment with her beside him. There were times when he still paused in disbelief that this life was his. It was not one he had anticipated or expected; and, yet it was everything he needed.

Her hand cradled his jaw, her thumb brushing tenderly across his cheek. "I love you, too. Happy birthday, my love."

Thank you for reading. This was a last minute fic so there were no edits or revisions. I've been feeling so self conscious about writing lately that I haven't been able to write, but when I went to post the art this little fic came to life so I'm not second guessing it, just sharing it out. I hope you enjoy it. Please consider leaving a comment or reblogging. 💛

PS— (My) Thomas's birthday falls on national popcorn day and I just love that for him. hehe

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Happy Birthday, Thomas!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: > 700 Rating: General: no warnings, just fluff

Synopsis: Alex helps Thomas celebrate his special day.

Look at how precious these babies are!!! ArtbyAinna (IG) always captures these two so brilliantly! Every piece is just so beautiful!

The faint flicker of the small candle on the gourmet cupcake cast a soft glow as Alex stepped into the dimly lit theater. Her smile grew further as she paused to watch Thomas adjust the projector. His movements were precise and well-practiced.

Their home theater had been his pride and joy. He had spent years adjusting it, adapting it, and growing it. As their lives changed, so did their theater. The once practical space had become softer. Couches for lounging replaced some of the traditional seating. The posters that hung shifted from golden age masterpieces to their own work over the years, and now the added animated feature at the request of Felicity and Vincent. Right now, their chosen frame displayed a Paw Patrol poster; hanging next to it were the twins' drawings of Bogart joining the team.

The hum of the project coming to life pulled her back. She moved closer, her melodic voice guiding his attention to her.

"Happy birthday to you,

Happy birthday to you—"

"Did we not already cover this earlier?" He interrupted with a raise of his brow.

She continued with a little "shh" and back to the song.

"Happy birthday, my dear Thomas,

Happy birthday to you."

"I recall us already celebrating with cake earlier," he insisted. He had never been one to indulge in too many sweets or birthday festivities at all. He was looking forward to the quiet evening they had planned and the large bowl of popcorn with jalapeños waiting for him.

"Yes, but this cupcake is special and chosen specifically for you." She began handing the plate to him but pulled it back slightly. "But first, you must make a wish." Before he could protest, she continued. "You don't have to believe in it, but do it for me." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, handing him the plate.

"Okay," he agreed, his gaze never leaving her.

As he accepted the dessert, he took a moment before blowing out the slowly dancing flame. There was no reason for grown adults to still make birthday wishes. This is something he would leave to his children... and Alex, who saw magic in everything. They were different in that way—and yet, he admired her in a way he couldn't explain. And in that, somehow, her belief gave him a flicker of faith. He closed his eyes and blew out the candle as he made his wish.

A delicate smile filled his face as he opened his eyes, meeting hers again. "I have succumbed to a frivolous tradition. I hope you're happy."

"Immensely," she kissed his lips gently. "Now, to understand why this cupcake was chosen especially for you, you'll have to take a bite. You don't have to eat it all—I know you're waiting for your popcorn, but try it."

Thomas exhaled softly through his nose, inspecting the beautiful cupcake before biting. His eyes widened as the flavor profile washed over his taste buds.

"Whiskey Caramel," she smiled at his delight. "Two of your favorite things, or at least, one of your favorites and one of mine," she teased. "Addi and I were checking out a new bakery and, when I saw this, I knew you needed to try it. So, what's the verdict?"

He considered the complementary flavors that melted on his tongue. It was a delightful combination, one even he could enjoy. "The caramel brings in some sweetness that pairs well with the warmth and smoky whiskey, especially in the buttercream frosting. However, the cake could be moister with the addition of a touch more whiskey."

"More whiskey?" Her brow rose curiously. "Predictable. Good thing I have a bottle of your favorite scotch awaiting you once the movie begins."

"I love you," his words were quiet, filled with an appreciation he still marveled was his. For a moment, he simply held her gaze, grateful for the path his life had taken to end up in this moment with her beside him. There were times when he still paused in disbelief that this life was his. It was not one he had anticipated or expected; and, yet it was everything he needed.

Her hand cradled his jaw, her thumb brushing tenderly across his cheek. "I love you, too. Happy birthday, my love."

Thank you for reading. This was a last minute fic so there were no edits or revisions. I've been feeling so self conscious about writing lately that I haven't been able to write, but when I went to post the art this little fic came to life so I'm not second guessing it, just sharing it out. I hope you enjoy it. Please consider leaving a comment or reblogging. 💛

PS— (My) Thomas's birthday falls on national popcorn day and I just love that for him. hehe

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Tomorrow is my Hunt's birthday and I haven't even had time to write a single word 😭

I miss him so much!!!

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Pamella Roland | Spring/Summer 2025

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Alex totally buys this for Thomas and leaves it in front of his door one day without telling him.

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Post Christmas Bliss

Christmas may be over, but it's not too late to enjoy those leftover Christmas tree cookies and some fresh coffee with the love of your life by the tree in your matching Bogart pajamas! 😌

I can't thank the lovely @wisejazz for this adorable art of my OTP! They are so, so cute and the Bogart pajamas are literally everything!!!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

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Alex would look so good!

Tamara Ralph | Fall/Winter 2024 Couture

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Throwback New Year's Fic 💛

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Happy New Year!

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: ~450 Rating: General: no warnings, just fluff Prompts: New Year's Eve @choicesficwriterscreations & @choicesholidays ; first kiss in the new year @choicesjanuary2024

Synopsis: Alex and Thomas spend New Year's Eve at a Charity gala.

This incredibly gorgeous portrait of my OTP is by the amazing ArtbyAinna (Insta). I've been holding onto this art for almost 2 years. I can't even begin to express how much I love this piece. It is one of my favorites of them ever. It's so tender and soft and romantic and it's so very, very much them. I truly can't thank Ainna enough for bringing this vision to life.

The ballroom gleamed with soft hues of gold, set against brilliant black. Flickers of gold twinkled like stars in the night upon the ceiling. The shimmering decor exuded elegance, while the subdued lighting provided a warm, inviting ambiance for the luxurious New Year’s Eve charity gala. The event began with a cocktail reception, followed by a charity auction, and finally, a countdown to the New Year celebration.

While most of the guests let loose near the bar or on the dance floor, moving to the beats of a famed DJ he had never heard of, Thomas and Alex found themselves drawn to a quieter corner, avoiding the boisterous revelry. The strands of lights behind them warmed them with their golden glow, a serene environment for the pair to lose themselves together while the year ticked away.

Their movements were slow and graceful as the pair swayed to a melody of their own. Thomas held Alex close in his gentle embrace, his hands resting softly on the small of her back. Alex’s arms circled around his neck as she nestled her head on his shoulder. Her eyes closed, relaxing in the comfort of his arms. She knew if it were up to him, he would have left the second the auction had ended, perhaps even before, had they accepted his offer to purchase a few pieces before the event. But still, he was here with her—because of her. A radiant smile spread across her lips; there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her, but that feeling was mutual.

“I love you,” she whispered softly. She tipped her head slightly, her gaze meeting his.

His lips brushed gently against her forehead, placing a tender, lingering kiss. “I love you, too, my Alex.”

The cheers of celebration grew louder, the countdown to the New Year beginning.

“Would you like to join in?” He questioned, though his arms remained warmly around her.

“I have everything I need right here.”

“I could not agree more.”

They leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender kiss even before the countdown was completed.

As cheers of “Happy New Year” filled the space, the pair stayed together, locked in a loving embrace. No matter what the future held, as long as they were together, they would make it through.

“Ready to go?” Alex whispered when they parted. She held her hand toward him.

"Almost." He couldn't resist stealing one more kiss. It was the first of many kisses to follow, but it was enough for now “Happy New Year, my love”

"Happy New Year, Thomas!"

He laced his fingers with hers, guiding her out of the ballroom, without a glance back toward the party, still in full strength. All they needed was each other, their children safely asleep at home, and their beloved black lab.

As much as I'd love to hold onto it, I feel like it's time to share it with the world. I know Thomas and Alex aren't a popular pairing but I appreciate any and all support of them now and always.They will always be the couple that I hold closest to my heart.

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This year I've struggled with writer's block far more than any year in the past five. It's hard to imagine, I've only written for Thomas and Alex a handful of times this year. Yet, I'm still very happy to have written these little drabbles for them. They're nothing that special, but it's still them and I love them forever! Thank you @choicesficwriterscreations for keeping the end of the year top 5 going.

💛 Happy New Year: Alex and Thomas spend New Year’s Eve at a Charity gala. [+Art]

💛 Garden Interlude: Alex and Thomas enjoy a quick break in the gardens outside the gala. [+Art]

💛 Love & Scotch: dx: Friendship & New Beginnings: Hunt and Ethan share a drink before Hunt’s wedding. [HWU / OH crossover]

💛 Only Her:  Thomas and Alex enjoy a quiet sunset at the beach.

💛 Cafe Whispers and Scone Kisses: Alex and Addison have a coffee date. [HWU] (not Thomas and Alex, but I had fun writing this)