You can thank @genevievemd (or not thank her! lol) 4/19 is a big day for Swifties, and Casey is amongst them. When her mother-in-law Vivian realizes this is the day before her precious grandbaby's first birthday (and party), she needs to have a few words with her son... then he needs to have a couple chats himself. He reaches out to Bryce and Sienna for reassurance that all will be OK and Sienna may have a prescription to save the day.
Enjoy the silliness.
Book: Open Heart
Pairing: Tobias Carrick x Casey Carrick (F!MC)
Others: Vivian Carrick, Bryce Lahela, Sienna Trinh
Category: Text fics
Rating: Teen
@choicesaprilchallenge24 - teasing
Tobias assures his mother - but he's not about to let her know that the truth is - she's rattled him a bit. Now he's wondering if all IS OK, and he needs to go to the guy who set his mom off... enter Bryce.
While he's somewhat reassured, he's not totally there yet. He needs to to the most sensible Swiftie in the friend group before comfortably returning to his day. Enter, Sienna.
Premise: Sienna’s late-night cravings won’t leave her alone.
Book: Open Heart (post series)
Pairing: Sienna Trinh x Max Valentine (M!OC)
Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff.
Words: 785
A/N: Submission for @choicesmonthlychallenge March, dialogue prompt "Is it too late to start over?"
She wanted a cookie, and it was just her luck they were all out.
Sienna Valentine placed her hands on her hips and scowled at the empty shelf in the kitchen pantry. Her brown eyes narrowed in concentration as if she could magically make the box of her favorite brand of cookies appear.
When that didn’t work, she growled in frustration. Literally. The sound resembled a lioness unhappy with her pride. Sienna wouldn’t have made the connection, but she’d just finished watching a documentary about lions on the Animal Channel.
Her pregnancy was far enough along that every little thing annoyed her, from feeling fat and ugly to swollen feet and a lingering ache at the small of her back she could never quite reach. Lately, their little bean had taken to somersaulting in the middle of the night, so sleep was a distant and fond memory.
If she didn’t love Max so much, she’d surely leave him for putting her in this position.
Deciding that nothing would do but make herself the damn cookies, Sienna reached inside the pantry for the baking supplies she always kept at hand. And then stopped when she saw the flour on the lower shelf.
Beetling her brows in frustration, she stared at the canister and then her protruding belly. Lately, bending down was an exercise in patience and rationalizing if the thing she dropped was really worth keeping. She meant to ask Max to move everything to the middle shelf, but it had slipped her mind.
Sienna started to ease herself down, just enough to grab the flour, but her stomach kept getting in the way. Maybe if she…nope, that wouldn’t do. Or she could…. No, that was clearly a bad idea, she thought as she felt a cramp in her thighs.
She huffed in annoyance and threw her hands up in the air, grumbling under her breath about the indignities of being pregnant. As if waddling and peeing every five minutes wasn’t bad enough, now she couldn’t even fill a late-night craving without becoming a contortionist.
“What are you doing?”
She held back a yelp, barely, as she turned around to see Max leaning against the kitchen entrance. Dressed in a tee shirt and sleep pants, messy hair stuck up in spikes, he yawned and rubbed sleep from his eyes.
“Iwantcookiesbutwe’realloutandIcan’tgrabtheflourtobakesomebecausesomeidiotputitonthebottomshelfandmybackhurts,” she whined, the words rushing out in a long, breathless sentence.
She must have surprised him, for his eyes went wide, and he tripped over his feet as he straightened from the wall.
“Why do you need cookies at,” he glanced at the clock on the wall, “two-thirty in the morning?”
“I’m pregnant,” she said in a steely tone, implying he’d better be smart enough not to argue.
Max clearly wasn’t that smart.
“And?”
“And your son won’t let me sleep, and I’m hungry! Any other questions you want to ask the pissed-off pregnant lady?” Sienna challenged, folding her arms under her breasts and raising her chin, eyes fired up.
"Is it too late to start over?" Max said in a conciliatory tone, holding up his hands for emphasis. “I’m sorry for being an idiot.”
He padded cautiously toward her, much like the lion in the documentary. When he was close enough, he reached for her hands and tugged her into his arms.
Sienna wanted to pull away, ride high on indignation, to resist his charms. She really did. But then he started massaging her lower back. And she melted into him, letting him take her weight, a sigh of relief escaping as his clever fingers eased the ache that had settled in the groove above her hips.
“Yes, just like that,” she moaned as his thumb pressed against a particularly stubborn spot.
“I’m pretty sure that’s what you said when I got us into his mess,” Max joked, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.
He was probably right, but she had long suspected that her impulsive seduction of him after a heated argument was the conception point.
“If you’re really craving cookies,” his breath brushed against her ear, “there’s a twenty-four-hour CVS on Dupont.”
Sienna lifted her head off his chest and gazed at him with puppy-dog eyes, smiling cajolingly.
He sighed. “Looks like I’m making a CVS run.”
“My hero!” Sienna gushed, stretching on her toes to kiss the underside of his jaw.
Later, Sienna bit into the gooey chocolate cookie and hummed in pleasure as the flavor exploded on her tongue. She glanced sideways at Max, who had dropped onto the couch and promptly closed his eyes.
She silently chortled. Being pregnant wasn’t so bad as long as she had a hot husband to massage her back and fetch her cookies on demand.
Emperor Khải Định (1885 – 1925), named Nguyễn Phúc Tuấn, also known as Nguyễn Phúc Bửu Đảo, was the 12th emperor of the Nguyễn dynasty and father Emperor Bảo Đại (Vietnam’s last monarch). Due to historical beliefs, Emperor Khải Định’s disregard of his harem women allowed others to deem him impotent. Having an impotent husband who never noticed her but gambled and wasted her family money away was the reason why First-ranked Consort Trương, his wife, left him to become a nun.
Abandoned by his wife, Bửu Đảo relied on the palace maid’s care. A young and beautiful maid, Hoàng Thị Cúc, suddenly became pregnant and insisted that the baby was of imperial blood, despite Bửu Đảo’s mother’s attempt to find out who the real father was. Because of this, many speculated that his son, Bảo Đại, was not his; some rumored that he took a tonic that made him take interest in women, allowing him to bless Hoàng Thị Cúc with a child.
From a modern point of view, based on the press and research regarding Khải Định’s life, he was not impotent; he just liked men (or very asexual). This could explain why he often showed boredom towards his maids, as well as the way he treated his wives. Although everyone knew of his impotence, many mandarins still wished to wed their daughters to him for imperial favors. Unable to refuse, the emperor often said: “My harem is a chaste temple, whoever wants to be a nun can enter!” Therefore, although Khải Định refused women, he still had a large harem, not unlike his ancestors. Moreover, in the book Inner Court Stories of the Nguyễn Emperors, Nguyễn Đắc Xuân wrote: “In the mornings, when attending to national duties within the Palace of Political Diligence, his wives stood in two rows to welcome the emperor. However, he would collect the robe’s sleeves to his side so they wouldn’t touch any woman.”
Within ten years as ruler, Khải Định raised Nguyễn Đắc Vọng as his imperial bodyguard, a male favorite of the time. At night, the emperor would hug Vọng to sleep. Due to this ingenuity in obedience, Đắc Vọng was promoted to Fifth-ranked Imperial Bodyguard.
Another story revealed that at festivals with dance performances organized by his harem, Emperor Khải Định would watch with boredom. At one point, he even told the mandarins to replace these dancers with male ones. He seemed to enjoy this, and even ordered the male dancers to apply powder, blush, and lipstick to have fun with him.
In the Letter of Seven Clauses by Phan Chu Trinh, which detailed the sins of Emperor Khải Định, he described the emperor as “wearing ludicrous garments that inappropriately mixed Western and native designs,” as well as “dressing improperly.” Historical documentation regarding Khải Định’s wardrobe showed that he invested a lot in designing the mandarins’, soldiers’, and his personal fashion that was clearly anti-tradition. Chu Trinh said: “The emperor liked and attached great importance to make-up and color coordination by applying gems, gold, silver, and diamonds onto clothes, pants, shoes, boots, hats, and scabbards. He created multiple dragon robes that went against traditional standards of former rulers. In addition, instead of wearing traditional boots, he wore shiny Western leather boots decorated with silver patterns, as well as wearing jeweled belts, white gloves, white Western trousers, and carrying French swords, but his head was still wrapped in Vietnamese turbans, and sometimes even conical hats. His conical hats were made of feathers, covered with golden silk, and had golden tips. The emperor also had black conical hats.”
Khải Định’s tomb, Ứng Mausoleum, in Huế, considered as the most elaborate imperial tomb in Vietnam, was designed by the emperor himself during his reign. The mausoleum was inlaid with porcelain, jade, and precious stone from Japan, China, and the West. Upon entering his tomb, or when reviewing his dressing, one can imagine the luxurious (or to the LGBT+ community, fabulous) personality of Emperor Khải Định.
The famous Hồ Chí Minh also produced a series of taunting works regarding Khải Định, including the short story The Anonymous Visit of the Emperor and the play The Bamboo Dragon, with many details attacking the emperor’s gender expression.
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KHẢI ĐỊNH: VỊ VUA KHÔNG THÍCH ĐÀN BÀ
Vua Khải Định (1885 – 1925) tên là Nguyễn Phúc Tuấn, còn gọi là Nguyễn Phúc Bửu Đảo, là vị vua đời thứ 12 của nhà Nguyễn, cha Bảo Đại. Xét trên quan niệm thời xưa, việc Khải Định không đoái hoài đến cung tần mĩ nữ của mình khiến ông bị coi là bất lực, tức kém khả năng trong tình dục, chăn gối. Việc chồng bất lực, không ngó ngàng gì đến mình, lại cộng thêm ham mê cờ bạc, tiêu tốn của cải gia đình nhà vợ là lí do khiến bà Đệ nhất giai phi Trương thị bỏ ông mà đi tu.
Bị vợ bỏ, Bửu Đảo phải dựa vào sự chăm sóc của những người hầu trong phủ. Tình cờ thì một nô tì trẻ trung, xinh đẹp là Hoàng Thị Cúc đã mang thai và nhất quyết cái thai đó là giọt máu của ông, cho dù thân mẫu của ngài dùng mọi cách để tìm ra ai là cha đứa trẻ. Vì thế mà đã xuất hiện nhiều lời đồn đoán Bảo Đại cũng không phải con ruột của ông; người lại đồn rằng ông dùng thuốc bổ, tự dưng muốn gần gũi phụ nữ, nên ông mới ban ơn cho cung nữ Hoàng Thị Cúc.
Nhưng xét trên cái nhìn hiện đại, báo chí và những người quan tâm đến cuộc đời của Khải Định cho rằng ông không hề bất lực, mà thật ra là ông không thích đàn bà, chỉ thích đàn ông (hoặc là hoàn toàn vô tính luyến ái). Đây có thể giải thích vì sao ngài thường tỏ ra buồn chán không quan tâm tới các thị nữ, cũng như cách ông đối xử với những người vợ của mình. Lời kể rằng tuy ai cũng biết Khải Định bất lực, nhưng các quan đại thần vẫn muốn tiến con gái mình vào cung vì lợi ích gia tộc. Khó lòng chối từ, vua thường nói với các quan: “Nội cung của Trẫm là một cái chùa, ai muốn tu thì cứ vào!” Do đó, dù Khải Định không gần gũi đàn bà, ông vẫn có đủ tam cung lục viện như các vua tiền triều. Hơn nữa, trong cuốn Chuyện nội cung các vua Nguyễn, ông Nguyễn Đắc Xuân viết: “Những buổi sáng phải ra điện Cần Chính thiết triều, các bà đứng hai hàng bái yết đón chào, vua liền dùng tay ôm gọn hai vạt áo bào sát vào người để khỏi vướng vào đàn bà.”
Suốt 10 năm làm vua, ông đã nuôi Nguyễn Đắc Vọng làm thị vệ, cũng đồng thời là nam sủng nịnh thần thời đấy. Ban đêm, ông lại ôm Vọng mà ngủ. Nhờ sự khéo léo trong việc phục tùng này mà ông Vọng đã được thăng tiến đến Ngũ đẳng thị vệ.
Có câu chuyện cho rằng vào ngày lễ hội tổ chức những buổi vũ múa do hậu cung đảm trách, vua Khải Định nhìn những màn vũ một cách buồn chán. Có lúc ông còn bảo quan hãy dẹp những màn múa ấy và thay thế vào những vũ công nam. Vua Khải Định lấy làm thích thú, còn ra lệnh những vũ công nam cần phải thoa phấn, đánh má hồng, tô môi son, và vui đùa với vua.
Trong Thất điều thư của Phan Chu Trinh kể tội vua, có nói Khải Định là “ăn mặc lố lăng, dở Tây dở ta,” còn “phục sức không đúng phép.” Những tài liệu sử sách chép lại về phong cách ăn mặc, phục sức của Khải Định, cho thấy ông đầu tư rất nhiều cho các thiết kế trang phục của bản thân, quan lại, lính tráng một cách phản truyền thống. Ông Trinh rằng: “Vua chuộng và coi trọng việc trang điểm, phối hợp màu sắc điểm xuyết bằng cách đính các viên ngọc quý, vàng bạc, kim cương trên áo quần, giày, ủng, mũ nón, bao kiếm. Vua chế ra một số y phục long bào vượt qua các mẫu mã quy định truyền thống của các vua chúa thời trước. Ngoài ra, thay vì mang hia, vua đi ủng da láng bóng, có trang trí hoa văn bằng bạc, ngang lưng mang đai cẩn ngọc, mang kiếm Pháp, đeo bao tay trắng, quần Tây trắng, nhưng đầu vẫn bịt khăn đóng và có khi đội nón chóp. Cái nón này lợp bằng lông vũ, bọc lụa vàng, có chóp bằng vàng. Vua cũng có một cái nón chóp khác màu đen.”
Ứng Lăng của Khải Định ở Huế, được xem là lăng tẩm vua chúa cầu kì tốn kém nhất Việt Nam, là do chính ông tự thiết kế khi còn sống. Lăng khảm sành sứ, ngọc, đá từ Nhật Bản, Trung Quốc, và phương Tây. Thế nên khi vào lăng, hoặc khi xem phục trang của Khải Định, có thể phần nào hình dung về con người và tính cách của vua.
Nguyễn Ái Quốc cũng có một loạt bài chế giễu Khải Định, trong đó có truyện ngắn Vi hành và vở kịch Con rồng tre, với nhiều chi tiết xoáy vào thể hiện giới của vua Khải Định.
Tie sweeps given to polls with a 0.2% percentage. Also I'm allowed to come up with the most messed up name possible for future polls
Propaganda is encouraged! I will reblog propaganda reblogs, as well as any propaganda that @s me. However, for the polls themselves, I will be using the propaganda submitted to me through the google form. If a ship was submitted twice with different propaganda, I will use both pieces of propaganda
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If i need to change anything, please send me a ask. I will change it I swear.
The main tag will be: #oc ship tournament
LIST OF SHIPS BELOW;
ROUND 1
Valley Ghost (Felix Tawfic/Griffith) vs. Aurel * Kiki (critical)
Solshuu (Solaria Aoi/Shu Kurenai) vs. Elitheocecily (Elijah Scott * Theodore Churchill * Cecily Churchill, @failboyfriend)
Icefang/Greatness (vox) vs. Luna * Jade * Ciela * Them (@iwillstealyourjawbone)
ROUND 2
Dairyun (Darian/Daiyu) vs. Acid Dragon (VSB * ESB, @silviaflowers)
Watercolor Dreams (Oliver Fernsby & Princess Guinevere, @hermannsprecursors) and Graveyards (Olly Graves * Susan Yards, @thatonegaybastard) vs. Golden Fleece (Yang Xiao Long/Eirian Esna, @dragynkeep)
Stills from "Em và Trịnh", a newly released Vietnamese movie set in the 1960s-70s about the famous Vietnamese music composer Trinh Cong Son. Credit to Son Doan.
[mini: complete] Ten years prior to meeting at Edenbrook, Ethan and Sawyer have a chance encounter during spring break.
[Young Ethan]
Part 3: The Realization
Eclipsing - @cariantha 📱Ⓜ
The eclipse is viewable in Boston. How do your characters feel about it? Are they excited? Uninterested?
When life has other plans - @coffeeheartaddict2 📚🛸
[extended: complete] A competition has commenced for the interns at Edenbrook hospital. A horrid first day leads to an unexpected test of a new machine but what is Dr. Ethan Ramsey hiding?
CH 16: All's well that ends well ♥
Ethan x Tobias
The Taco Constant - @thosehallowedhalls ☁
Ethan is struggling after almost losing Casey. And Tobias, well, he didn't save her life just to have Ethan keel over instead.
[Platonic]
Open Heart MC
It Is Time - @snoopdogcone ☁
It's her first day at Edenbrook.
Rafael x F!MC
Moving In - @rafasgirl23415 📚
[extended: wip] Follow up to We Belong Together. Set a few years into the future. Feat. Sienna Trinh x M!OC
CH 31: Sienna’s Weekend In Paris
CH 32: Mama’s Big Night Out
Tobias x F!MC
It's Delicate… - @jerzwriter 📱
When her mother-in-law Vivian realizes this is the day before her precious grandbaby's first birthday (and party), she needs to have a few words with her son.
The House We Built: Part 3 (Miles Miller x Reader)
Summary: You and Miles finally have your dream home in Montana and you couldn’t have asked for better
You awoke all bleary eyed and heavy headed, so much so that you needed to splash your face with cold water. You looked at the digital clock on the endtable on Miles’s side of the bed.....2am. It was still dark out, but everybody was already up and moving about, including your husband. Though the air conditioning was going at full blast, it didn’t do much to banish the humidity.
Miles came in a minute later, turning on the faucet in the bathroom sink that was already slick with water droplets from the humidity. “Today’s the day sweetheart,” he yawned, splashing his face and the back of his neck with freezing cold water.
“You wanna get Benny up or should I?” you asked.
“I’ll get him in a minute,” Miles mumbled sleepily. “Let me switch into a fresh set of clothes first.”
Miles threw on a fresh pair of dark washed jeans and a white button-down shirt along with his shoes. Not in a long time had he woken up at two in the morning to see the stars lingering over the hotel grounds. Usually it was after a nightmare, but ever since you and him had gotten married, the nightmares had faded away to almost nothing. Even when Benny had been born, Miles hadn’t woken up that often, unless it was to help feed him. It all felt so strange, but a good kind of strange.
Miles switched on the light on the bedstand before carefully lifting Benny out of his crib, blanket and all. His stuffed puppy was still clutched in his little hand, his tufts of blonde hair clinging to his forehead as he sleepily sucked on his little blue pacifier.
“So sleepy aren’t you?” Miles murmured softly as he rubbed little circles on Benny’s back and littered his cheek with sweet little kisses. “Yeah you’ll sleep good on the road.”
Miles couldn’t help but smile as Benny’s sleepy little coos were the only thing to be heard in the room. He looked around at the quarters you had shared for the last six years, all those memories still lingering in the back of his mind. Sure you would be back when the need arose, but the new memories you would build at your new home were sure to be your best yet.
Miles’s gaze soon met yours when you emerged from the bathroom in your favorite, filmy lilac colored summer dress. “Is he still asleep?” you asked him.
“He probably will be for the next few hours,’ Miles answered. “You ready (y/n)?”
You nodded as a few happy tears came to your eyes as Miles drew you in for a hug, kissing your cheek. A knock at the door caught your attention when you found Otis and Kathy both standing in the doorway with the last of your luggage waiting in the hallway.
“Time to go,” Miles sighed with a nod.
Otis took Benny from Miles along with Benny’s floppy little stuffed puppy while you and Kathy helped load a few things onto a luggage cart while the bellboy took it down to the hotel lobby. George and his wife were waiting to bid you both farewell along with a few others.
“Ya’ll have a safe trip up north, you hear?” George said firmly.
“We will George,” Miles answered. “And again, thank you. We’ll be back again, hopefully when Ronnie comes back stateside.”
“Here’s hoping,” George said, thinking of his son Ronnie and his wife Trinh who were overseas.
You, Miles and your in-laws bid farewell to George and Ellen, hoping that they would be alright running the hotel while you were in Montana. It was hardest saying goodbye to Dan, the head of the kitchen who had become close with Otis and Chase, the hippie groundskeeper, and his family who had become close with you and Miles.
“You guys drive safe,” Chase told Miles. “We’ll keep you up on what’s going on here.”
“We will Chase,” Miles answered. “Hopefully soon we’ll be back so Benny and Arlo can run around and play with each other.”
It wasn’t long before you were all loaded up in the car with Benny safely in his little carseat between Otis and Kathy, still asleep and clutching his puppy like his life depended on it.
Miles sighed a little as the hotel pulled away into the distance, closing his eyes sadly before he felt your gentle hand squeezing his own. Out onto the road you went, the pines slowly turning into highway and before the sun was up, you were already in Nevada, heading north and inching your way closer to Montana.
Benny finally woke up about halfway through Nevada when you all stopped for a break. You had forgotten how fucking hot it was in Nevada, much hotter than California. After having eaten lunch and loaded up again, you were all back on the road, this time with Otis and Kathy taking over the driving. The whole way up into Idaho, you were listening to one of Miles’s mixtapes, singing along to the tracks as they came, “Hush” by Deep Purple, “Gimme Some Lovin” by the Spencer Davis Group, “Layla” by Derek and the Dominos and so many others that even Otis found himself singing along to.
At last Idaho had turned into Montana and by three in the afternoon you had made it to the land that Miles and Otis had purchased. It was absolutely beautiful, flat with long, wispy grasses while the snow capped mountains had rose like spikes on the back of a great beast to brush the skies. The farmhouse had come with a large red barn that was a little run down and a rail-fence paddock that needed repairs.
Over the hill was yours and Miles’s place, a beautiful little cottage that was like something out of a fairy tale. The rickety fence with a little gate surrounded the house while an overgrown plethora of flowers and bushes seemed to fill the garden. A bit of a ways down was a pond underneath a shady tree where a family of ducks seemed to be enjoying themselves, but you and Miles decided to get a look at the inside of your new home.
Through the front door you went with a tired Benny in your arms. The inside of the house was dusty and old, a little cobwebby but full of sunlight and a homey feel that put you both at ease.
“What do you think (y/n)?” Miles asked. “Think we’re gonna be able to make our little nest here?”
“Oh yes,” you smiled, giving him a kiss on the lips.
“It’s not the fanciest place in the world but.....”
“Miles, it’s perfect,” you assured him.
You were both too exhausted to do any work, but you and Miles both knew that with time, it would be your perfect home.
“I fucked a polar bear and I still couldn’t get you out of my mind.”
Yeah, that’s pretty intense. It isn’t necessarily the typical ‘I care about you’ or ‘I still love you’ message we commonly hear, but it is a powerful statement.
This was a line said by the character Karl from Black Mirror’s ‘Striking Vipers.’ Black Mirror is a show that tackles the implications of advanced technology and the people who interact with it. In this particular episode, Black Mirror takes a shot at challenging the broad spectrum of queer identities. The public response to ‘Striking Vipers’ was very mixed. Some were upset with the stereotypes and stigmatization that ‘Striking Vipers’ represented on screen, the ‘queerbaiting’, or even the failure to fully represent queer, black bodies. Others argue that the usage of stereotypes does not have to be harmful, that Black Mirror’s ‘Striking Vipers’ utilizes stereotypes to provide an exploration of the correlation between black masculinity and sexuality. This representation opens conversations to these stereotypes surrounding queer (specifically black) men.
‘Striking Vipers’ takes on the story of two estranged, college best friends, Anthony Mackie’s ‘Daniel’ and Yahya Abdul-Mateen’s ‘Karl’, who share a heavy bond over a Mortal Kombat-esque game called Striking Vipers. They reunite at Daniel’s birthday party, where Karl gifts Daniel Striking Vipers X. The game had evolved from a controller, button smashing street fighter into a stimulated, hyper-realistic, virtual reality where the players inhabit their avatars. The players inhabit all sensations of their avatar and can behave freely within game realms. After selecting their avatars, the two enter the world and act on desires that will ultimately change the dynamic of their relationship. Initially, they played the game as it was intended to be played, virtually fighting each other as their chosen avatars. However, their virtual interactions quickly escalated into an erotic entanglement.
Reminiscent of old times and old habits, the two always select the same avatars as before. Daniel selects a karate master named Lance as his fighter while Karl takes on Roxette, a ninja. Their first fight places them in the typical, back and forth, horizontal view of street fighters. However, it only takes them a few rounds to realize the true potential of their existence in the game. In their final round of the match, they begin to wrestle and roll around, trying to pin one another down. The interaction ends with Roxette (Karl) on top of Lance (Daniel). Roxette leans down to kiss Lance. Lance freaks out, pushes Roxette off of him and the match ends with them shouting “Exit game!”
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Let’s go back to the point where they realize they can move freely. A street-fighter-type-game may not be the what most people think of when they think of queer representation in a game. But, “video games offer opportunities for resistance,” (Ruberg & Phillips, 2018) and the ability to be whoever and do whatever, even if it goes against the intended purpose of the game, might be the biggest resistant punch in the face. Rather than fighting, they take this virtual opportunity to explore their sexual identity and desires.
“Black queer youth are often criminalized when they attempt to express themselves,” (Hutchinson, 2017) making it difficult for them to fully experiment and explore their identity. “In African American community, studies have shown that specifically gay men struggle for acceptance,” (Doiron & Marsigliano, 2020) only furthering their reluctance to explore and express themselves. Daniel and Karl are both black men who have different experiences in adulthood. Daniel is a suburban father with a wife, son, and a beautiful yard for his kid to play in. Karl lives in the city with his label and is known to be quite the bachelor. While their first virtual kiss interaction may have ended in confusion and a sense of discomfort, it was only the beginning. Before you know it, they consistently get on the game to have virtual sexual intercourse with one another. One night, Karl hits Daniel with an ‘I love you’ as they are having sex, taking Daniel with absolute shock and frustration. He doesn’t know how to handle the intimacy and it shocks him back into his reality where he cannot be intimate with another man.
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At the end of the day, their similarities are as stated: black men who engage in virtual sex while having women in their non-virtual, ‘real’ lives. Except, being in a virtual reality game is the only place that feels ‘real’ to them. A place where they get to keep their sensations, their feelings, where they get to live and act out all their desires without the consequences of a label or definition of their sexual identity, expression, or fluidity is what they need to feel ‘real.’
Fluidity was a special mention and a strong argument for Karl, who as a black man, chooses to play and have sex as Roxette, an Asian woman. He has been using her since the game was on controller and console, but how far do loyalties go with your main avatar when it comes to having sex as them? He could easily choose to play as a man, but he instead sticks to a woman. He even goes as far as describing how it feels to be a woman during sex:
“It’s crazy. I mean, it’s different. Like… the physical feeling of it? It’s more sort of… satisfying. I can’t really explain it. Like one’s a guitar solo, the other’s a whole fucking orchestra.” (32:50).
Playing as a woman allowed Karl to experience the sensations that he was unaware of as a man. It allowed him to explore the fluidity of his sex and gender, something he wasn’t able to do comfortably in his real life. But the consistency of their sexual engagements did more than allowed them to experiment and explore. It heavily represented the linkage between black men and hypersexuality. Sexual socialization is ubiquitous to the human experience, but due to historical oppression and marginalization, “black men continue to be perceived as animalistic, predatory, hypersexual beasts,” (Lipscomb, p. 22). Black men internalize these historical contexts and manifest it into their everyday behavior, minimalizing themselves to sexual beasts. Daniel and Karl both have women in their lives and yet their virtual sex is so captivating, it distracts them from their real lives and partners. They are both quick to dismiss their loyalties in exchange for ‘a fucking orchestra.’
But inevitably, these two men had to confront their actions. After one of their sexual exchanges, Karl says, “Guess that’s us gay now,” to which Danny looks over at him in discomfort and awkwardness. This is the direct result of black men being deprived of the ability to safely explore their sexuality, burying all desires that go against heterosexual norms. To lighten the mood, Karl then says that it’s a joke. Daniel responds with, “it don’t feel like a gay thing.”
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Daniel and Karl reproach the ‘gay’ aspect of their relationship another time. This time, Daniel tells Karl to meet him at an old nightclub they used to frequent. There, the two kiss to figure out whether they are gay or even just attracted to one another. After they kiss, they look at each other with sorrow and agree that they don’t feel anything. Even then, Karl argues that there is something there, that their experience is different in the game. This causes Daniel to get angry. The ‘man box’ that defines many black men are forced upon limitations that “... require them to act hard, emotionless and aggressive in order to avoid being singled out as different.” (Hutchinson, 2017). Not wanting to fall into the same cycle of being caught up in sex while also confused by his sexuality, Daniel breaks out into a violent fit.
I made my initial argument about Black Mirror’s ‘Striking Vipers’ ability to open up conversations through the usage of stereotypes as being a good thing. I made this argument as a bisexual Asian woman, excited to see on screen representation of queer people of color. I made this argument as an enjoyer, as someone who wanted to be happy about a gay story in one of the most popular Netflix originals. But I also have to make an acknowledgement to the issues of this representation.
'Striking Vipers' ends with Daniel telling his wife about what he and Karl had been doing. She accepts it and allows him to continue doing this, but only on his birthday. In a way, this feeds into the negativity of emotionless black men who participate in casual sex without the intimacy and strings attached. I also want to make note of the fact that their one kiss in the rain is the only intimate the two characters, as black men, had in this episode. All other forms of sexual intimacy were carried out by their avatars who were in a hetero presenting relationship. The reluctance to show sexual intimacy between two black men suggests queer acceptance remains limited, that even if you get representation, it will never be enough.
Despite all its flaws in representation, Black Mirror’s Striking Viper is still an incredible story of two black men using what they’ve got to figure themselves out. Stereotypes will always be harmful, it is only a matter of how you use them.
References
Brooker, C. (2019, June 5). Striking Vipers. Black Mirror. episode.
Doiron, A., & Marsigliano, J. (2020, July 24). Black and gay in america: How A 'subset' of men struggle for acceptance. Williamsburg Yorktown Daily. Retrieved November 3, 2022, from https://wydaily.com/news/local/2020/06/26/black-and-gay-in-america-how-a-subset-of-men-struggle-for-acceptance/
Hutchinson, S. (2017, March 6). Moonlight, black boy and teachable moments. Moonlight, Black Boy and Teachable Moments – The Feminist Wire. Retrieved November 3, 2022, from https://www.thefeministwire.com/2017/03/moonlight-black-boy-teachable-moments/
Lipscomb, A. (2019). Sexual healing: How racialized black males use sex to cope with stress ... Retrieved November 4, 2022, from https://scholarworks.wmich.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=4134&context=jssw
Ruberg, B., & Phillips, A. (2018, December). Game studies. Game Studies - Special Issue -- Queerness and Video GamesNot Gay as in Happy: Queer Resistance and Video Games (Introduction). Retrieved November 3, 2022, from http://gamestudies.org/1803/articles/phillips_ruberg
What do you HC was the first couple costume Ethan & Tiffany wore and how many Halloweens did it take to convince Ethan to wear one?
If they have to choose, which one would be their favorite costume they have worn?
What’s the most ridiculous costume Ethan has worn just because his kid asked him to?
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Anon, dear 🧡🧡🧡 Thank you so much for sending this wonderful ask, it was amazing to come up with a Halloween HC and reunite with my babies! Sorry if it’s too long lol
Before kids
Ethan Ramsey doesn’t do Halloween, it’s as plain as the nose on your face and Tiffany doesn’t poach on that territory—she respects his boundaries immensely and would never try to breach his comfort zone for the sake of her own enjoyment. Tiff usually gets her Halloween fix on the peds ward where she dresses up for the kids and does a hospital version of trick-or-treating 🧡
My two workaholic doctors rarely get a night off for Halloween, so they usually decline all invitations to costume parties, much to Ethan’s huge relief.
The one time they didn’t decline happened right after Tiffany’s residency. The gang made it very clear that every guest must be wearing a costume, but Tiffany didn’t expect Ethan to entertain this silly idea (or feel threatened by The Organizer, Double-Oh-Tiny Trinh). She had to pick her jaw up off the floor when Ethan asked her what’s their plan. He offered to go as “that unsettling Addams couple” (as a little nod to Tiffany and her surname, obviously). He figured that the costume is pretty undemanding and, more importantly, he gets to look human. Besides, he cannot keep his eyes and hands off his Morticia, so he makes a perfect Gomez 🥰 That was their first and last costume party before kids—a glorious exception to the unspoken rule.
After kids
The Ethan Ramsey doesn’t do Halloween rule changes when NJ (5) and Letty (2) are about to experience their first trick-or-treating while visiting their great grandparents in New York. NJ chose to be Captain America, Tiffany picked Black Widow, and Letty was given a tiny Scarlet Witch costume. Ethan is obviously sticking out, wearing some fancy black suit and his unwillingness to be a part of the Marvel universe. However, he would never ruin his son’s excitement and the event his loved ones were eagerly waiting for…So he agrees on T’s last-minute idea and decides to put the Iron Man mask on, along with the brave face that would help him survive the evening. In the surprising end, Ethan finds himself deeply moved; the sight of his family—the family he thought he’d never have—wandering around the neighborhood in ridiculous outfits and having fun together, filled his heart with great sense of accomplishment and belonging. Plus his smoking hot wife wearing a skintight black jumpsuit and red wig was an absolute vision...But let’s keep it PG jkdjgkdgdj
Halloween costumes became a tradition (only for a few years though; when The Ramdams enter their teenage years, they lose interest in dressing up completely and Grumpsey is relieved of his clown duty lol), but Ethan tries to play it safe whenever possible and chooses costumes that aren’t really costumes as they require zero effort, allowing him to maintain his dignity. Tiffany always finds a clever way to match his choice (or lack of thereof) and comes up with a couple costume anyway. However, sometimes the kids would insist on going all the way, and Ethan is consistently helpless in the face of the power they hold over him...
Some of E&T’s couple costumes over the years:
Peanut Butter for T and Jelly for E
Doctor Strange and Clea - Tiffany’s favorite, Ethan looked so hot he should be illegal
The Addams Family 2.0 feat. The Kids
Cardiac Arrest for T and Medical Record for E (it’s all about the puns)
Pumpkin Pi(e) for T and Dark Matter for E - Ethan’s favorite, guess why 😂
Sexy costumes not included, they don’t need Halloween for that 🖤
Ethan’s most ridiculous costume? Letty’s unicorn.
Before you ask—shockingly, Tiffany had nothing to do with this, but she made sure to get everything on tape and teased him mercilessly (those riding jokes are too tempting, you know). He absolutely hated every second of engaging in this buffoonery, but he would do it again just to see pure, unadulterated joy on Letty’s face. Growing up, it’s one of her most cherished memories (and the reason why Letty claims she’s daddy’s favorite kshkshdkbdkb)
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I sincerely apologize for the late reply, but you have probably noticed that I’m rarely here these days…Once again, thank you so much for still caring about E&T and my nonsense, it means a lot! 🫶🏻
Tấm bảng không phải để đập vào mặt nó đâu, mà là để bạn vẽ sơ đồ tình yêu của con! Gọi con tới mà vẽ, cho nó thấy, bố mẹ nó đang tư duy "láo toét" như thế nào khi phát hiện con trai học THCS, yêu một cô học THPT, con bà bán ốc đầu ngõ!
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Bây giờ về, gọi nó ra, lấy một tấm bảng trắng bút dạ ra để dạy dỗ nó nhé:
1. Con đang yêu bà bán ốc, chính thế!
Cô kia đang sống bằng bố mẹ cô ấy, đang ăn, mặc, đang nhắn tin cho con bằng cái điện thoại mà cô ấy không hề làm ra, viết mail bằng cái laptop do bố cô ấy mua cho, đi chơi với con bằng cái xe do mẹ cô ấy bán ốc lấy tiền, cô ấy đang tô son bằng tiền của bố mẹ.
Thậm chí cái quần lót của cô ấy thực ra cũng là chiếc quần sở hữu thuộc về gia đình cô ấy! => Cô kia thực ra chỉ là con số Không mà thôi! Con cũng thế!
Trừ đi các giá trị của gia đình đi, thì con chưa hề có bất cứ thứ gì thực sự do chính con làm ra cả! Con không hề có một danh từ, đó là danh từ "GIÁ TRỊ". Vậy con có lẽ đang yêu một người cũng vô giá trị chẳng khác gì con, hoặc nói cách khác, thực ra con đang yêu bà bán ốc + ông chồng bà bán ốc! Vì mọi giá trị mà con nhìn thấy, nó đều là của ông bà ấy đấy!
Nếu con thi đỗ đại học, thành tích đó mới là tài sản của con làm ra! Nếu con đi làm thêm mua được một bộ quần áo, bộ ấy mới thực sự là phong cách mà con có! Nếu con bỏ học đi làm, công việc con làm ổn định rồi, thì chỗ làm đó mới là tài sản mà con có!
Nên nếu con nhịn ăn sáng mua hoa hồng tỏ tình. Xin lỗi con, hoa hồng đó là bữa sáng của bố mẹ. Nghĩ kỹ đi, sao bố con phải nhịn ăn sáng để tỏ tình với cô kia?
2. Ơ thế tình yêu là 0+0=1?
Mẹ nói đùa đấy! Thưc ra con rất có giá trị, cô ấy cũng rất có giá trị! Nhưng giá trị ấy hiện nay, ở tuổi mười mấy, chỉ là tâm hồn, tương lai, tính cách, là những thứ còn chưa hề định hình, chưa hề có!
Con đang ở lớp 9, còn cần vài năm nữa để biến những giá trị con đang có (tâm hồn, lãng mạn, niềm tin, sự dịu dàng, v.v...) thành những giá trị thực sự là của con!
Ví dụ: Lãng mạn phải bằng tiền của con làm ra, ko phải bằng tiền bố mẹ! Lãng mạn trên tiền bố mẹ thì tên nó ko phải là lãng mạn, mà tên nó là ăn bám!
Rồi niềm tin của con phải trở thành 1 kết quả, ví dụ tin rằng mình sẽ đến đích, hết lớp 12 một cách trọn vẹn, như mọi công dân khác, vì hiện tại phổ cập lớp 12 rồi v.v... Niềm tin còn là không vi phạm pháp luật, không đua xe, không đưa nhau vào nhà nghỉ để quan hệ tình dục với người dưới 16 tuổi (Ý mẹ là con đang hoàn toàn có thể đưa cô ấy vào tù!)
Rồi dịu dàng phải thể hiện ra trong cách con ứng xử với cả thế giới, được bố mẹ thầy cô công nhận con có đức tính đó, chứ ko phải 2 đứa đóng cửa yêu nhau tự dịu dàng với nhau, đó là thủ dâm tinh thần, đó ko phải là yêu, yêu gì mà kéo nhau tụt lùi lại, tâm hồn đóng cửa lại với mọi người?
Vậy con cần thời gian để biến giá trị của con và cô ấy trở thành giá trị thực sự, làm cho "Giá Trị" ấy tồn tại mà ko cần nhờ tiền của bà bán ốc, xe máy của bố mẹ, internet con đang xài chùa của nhà mình!
3. Vẽ xong mấy cái sơ đồ đó, chốt lại:
Vậy điểm cuối của những sợi dây giá trị này là gì: Bố mẹ muốn: 1 ngày con nói chuyện với mọi người đủ 1 tiếng, làm việc nhà 2 tiếng, học đủ 3 tiếng, 1 tuần không trễ hẹn quá 1 lần hoặc đi muộn quá 1 lần, học hết lớp 12 mà còn trinh. Thế thôi, còn thì yêu đi, tổ sư ông tướng!
Premise: The kids are out trick-or-treating, but there’s one bunny too many for Max to handle.
Book: Open Heart (post series)
Pairing: Sienna Trinh x Max Valentine (M!OC); feat. OC children
Rating/Category: General. Fluff.
Words: 1,650
A/N: Ages ago, I received a prompt from @jerzwriter about any of my characters losing their kids while out and about. Finally found the inspiration for it. I'm using @choicesflashfics week 57, prompt 3. Submission to @choicesprompts Flufftober.
Amelia Valentine was excited for her first Halloween. Her siblings had done it millions of times, but then they were older than her. Of course, it wasn’t really her first Halloween; she was four years old, after all. But she didn’t remember the last ones on account of being too little. So, as far as she was concerned, they didn’t count.
Her big brother Noah boasted about all the candy he was going to get, but Amelia was more excited about Daddy taking them trick-or-treating and her costume. The white bunny with big blue eyes and floppy, pink ears was her favorite character from an old children’s movie.
Amelia squirmed in excitement, her eyes locked on the furry bunny suit laid out on the bed. She was already wearing thick leggings and a thick sweater since it was cold out. She didn’t want to wear a coat on top of her costume because then no one would see it.
“Hold still, Melly,” scolded Mommy as she brushed the tangles out of her hair.
“Is Daddy home yet?” Amelia asked, trying to hold herself still, but her body was vibrating with excitement. “He promised to take us trick-or-treating!”
“Yes, he came home while you were taking a bath,” Sienna Valentine said, rolling her eyes at Amelia’s apparent preference for Max.
What am I, chopped liver? Sienna thought in amused exasperation. Still, she was well used to females of all ages falling for her husband’s charm. Their daughters were hardly an exception.
She tightened her hold to keep the little girl still while she finished making her hair. Amelia was the only one of their children to have blonde curls, and taming them was an exercise in patience.
“There, all done,” Sienna said, sighing in relief. “Now, let’s turn you into Snowball.”
Amelia stepped into the jumpsuit, and Sienna zipped up the front and adjusted the hood with its floppy ears over her head. She applied a little gloss on her lips, drew thin whiskers with an eyeliner and dabbed some blush on the tip of her daughter’s nose to complete the look.
“Look,” she said, turning Amelia around to face the mirror.
When Amelia gasped in delight, preening at her reflection, Sienna smiled and snapped a picture on her phone. She would post them on the family group chat shortly for both sets of grandparents to gush over.
At the last minute, she remembered to pin a card with her name and phone number behind one of the ears. It was probably not needed, but she’d rather be safe than sorry.
“Cute bunny ears,” Max commented as they joined him and the other kids in the foyer. Amelia ran toward him, and he lifted her up in his arms for a hug. “Ready for trick-or-treating, Amelia Mai?”
“Are you sure about this?” Sienna pursed her lips worriedly as they stepped into the outside hallway.
With two of Belle’s friends joining them, Max would be responsible for supervising five children under the age of ten. Usually, Sienna would go trick-or-treating with them, but the baby was running a slight fever, and she didn’t feel right leaving him with the nanny.
“Please,” Max scoffed, raising one brow arrogantly. “I run a multi-billion dollar company. I can handle five kids. Piece of cake.”
A short while later, Max waited for the light to change and gripped Amelia’s hand in his as they crossed the street. He glanced at the gradually darkening skies and hoped the rain would hold off for another couple of hours.
Noah and Belle walked ahead of them with their friends, heads together, planning their route for optimal candy collection. His son was dressed up as Nick Fury, declaring him the coolest character from the Marvel universe. Belle was still in her princess phase and wore a tiara and poofy gown under her thick coat.
They reached a section of their neighborhood that had been closed off to traffic for the evening. Here, the houses were decked out for Halloween, from the macabre to the absurd.
The air was filled with the sounds of children shouting and running around and music from a band of musicians dressed like ghouls that had set up in the center of the street.
“Look, Daddy, there’s another Snowball.” Amelia tugged at his hand for attention.
Max glanced at the other trick-or-treaters on the pavement. There were a number of animal costumes, including several white bunnies, clearly a popular choice this year.
“My costume is better,” she sniffed dismissively.
He smirked at the hint of competitiveness in her tone. She could be shy at times, but Amelia was a Valentine through and through, he chuckled.
Letting go of her hand so she could join her siblings, he followed close behind while they visited the first few houses. He remarked on their candy haul, carried Amelia’s bag when she got tired after the third house and snapped a few pictures to send to Sienna.
It was all going well until they reached the sixth house. While the kids did their thing, Max leaned against a wrought iron railing and scrolled through the messages on his phones.
A few minutes later, the kids came tumbling down the steps, and he spied a white bunny out of the corner of his eyes. He absently grabbed Amelia’s hand, finished sending a text with one hand and pocketed the device as they continued down the street.
Two or three houses later, Max glanced down at the top of Amelia’s covered head and wondered why she was so quiet.
“Everything okay, honey?” he asked, frowning when she didn’t reply. “Amelia?”
He placed a hand on her shoulder to hold her in place while keeping one eye on the four walking up ahead.
“Noah, Belle, hold up,” Max called out and saw the older kids stop and start to walk back.
He crouched down on his haunches, turned Amelia around to face him, and almost fell on his ass when a stranger stared back at him from below the hood.
“Who are you?” Max whispered, his voice coming out strangled.
“Tommy,” the other boy said, scrunching his nose as he shrugged.
Max peered intently and realized it was a little boy roughly Amelia’s age and height. Given the similarity in their costumes, he reasoned it was an easy enough mistake to make. Not that it mattered. Sienna was going to kill him anyway!
“Dad, where’s Melly?” Noah asked, staring at the little boy in the white bunny costume. Max held up one hand in a gesture for Noah to wait.
Max tamped down the fear gripping his heart. It was a useless emotion. What he needed right now was to focus, find his daughter and return Tommy to his parents. He would have plenty of time later to relive this nightmare.
“Do you know your parents’ names, Tommy?” Max kept his tone gentle so as to not scare the kid. He sighed in relief when Tommy nodded and plopped a thumb in his mouth.
“What are their names?” Max prompted.
Tommy removed the thumb and whispered, “Mommy and Daddy.”
Okay then, Max thought, trying to hide his amusement at the response. “Did you come trick-or-treating with them?”
“Daddy brung me,” Tommy said.
“Let’s go find him. Okay?”
Formulating a plan, Max rose from the pavement, took Tommy’s hand and gazed at his son, who was looking worried.
“Noah, it’ll be alright. Please get Belle, Emma and Amy and follow me. And stay close,” he added when Noah turned to do as he asked.
Keeping all five kids in tow, Max retraced his steps to where he thought the switch might have occurred.
He remembered being distracted on his phone a few houses down and grabbing hold of what he thought was Amelia. But he hadn’t seen her face under the costume, and she hadn’t come running down the steps to show him her candy as she’d done before.
They were halfway there when his phone started ringing. He saw Sienna’s name on the screen and accepted the call, signaling the kids to stop and stand off to the side.
“How’s it going?” she asked, amusement coloring her voice.
“Oh, you know, fine,” Max stalled, sending a silent prayer that she couldn’t see the panic in his eyes.
“I see,” she said neutrally. “So, the phone call I just got from Tommy’s dad was a hoax, and he doesn’t have our daughter?”
Crap, crap, crap. Max closed his eyes briefly.
“I’m sorry, Si,” Max said, sighing deeply. “I’ll explain when we get home, but I’m pretty sure I know how this happened.”
“I can’t wait to hear this story. I’ll have the wine waiting,” Sienna laughed. “I’m texting you the dad’s number so you can meet up. If it’s any consolation, he’s just as embarrassed as you.”
A few minutes later, Max met up with Tommy’s dad and made the exchange. Both hemmed and hawed as they explained how they’d made a mistake, but they were also relieved at averting disaster.
The father and son waved goodbye and disappeared into the crowd of trick-or-treaters.
Noah and Belle surrounded Amelia, asking lots of questions, but Max plucked her into his arms and hugged her tight.
“Daddy, that’s too tight,” she complained against his neck.
“You really scared me, kiddo,” he said, loosening his hold to gaze into her eyes. “I’m so sorry I lost you.”
Almost an hour later, and after dropping Belle’s friends off, Max unlocked the front door and shepherded his kids inside. They rushed into the living room while he hung up his coat in the hall closet.
He walked in to find them gathered around Sienna, who was nodding and smiling as they narrated their adventures and showed off their bags of candy and snacks.
She glanced at Max, her eyes brimming with mischievous laughter. “Piece of cake, huh?”
Part of the What's Forever For? Alternate Universe
Series Summary: (This is a follow-up to What's forever for? ) Three days. That's all that stands between Tobias and Casey Carrick and the end of their marriage. The house is sold, they've said goodbye, and now they just have to wait to make it official. But what happens if one (or both) have second thoughts?
Part One: He Said (Tobias Carrick, Vivian Carrick (Mother)
Tobias is staying at his mother's home until the purchase of his new condo closes. Sitting on the porch where he spent so much of his formative years has him thinking... and rethinking.
Part Two: She Said (F!MC Casey MacTavish, Sienna Trinh)
Having a hard time handling her upcoming divorce, Casey spends the day with Sienna, and the women share an enlightening heart-to-heart.
Part Three: They Said (Tobias Carrick x F!MC Casey MacTavish-Carrick)
Tobias is heading to Casey's parent's house to pick up their son, Kyle. Both of them have so much they want to say, but insecurity, fear, and other factors stand in their way. Can they overcome the obstacles? Or will this be the end?
What's Forever For? Universe Masterlist
Tobias x Casey Masterlist
Full Masterlist
Second Chances - @jamespotterthefirst 📱📷🦃
Their son gets in a fight at school right before Thanksgiving.
Seething - @potionsprefect 🎭
She is furious with him, and she had every right to be.
Sickness Snuggles - @rookie-ramsey
The flu hit the Ramsey household hard.
Shades of Beauty - @the-pale-goddess ☁
Ethan and his daughter cheer up Tiffany.
Snapshot - @jamespotterthefirst ☁
An intern learns that there is something in this world that can make the intimidating Ethan Ramsey smile.
Snapshot - @peonyblossom ☁
When Ethan decides to photograph what is sure to be a beautiful memory someday, Daisy admires the polaroid camera he uses.
Something New - @jerzwriter ☁
Kaycee takes matters into her own hands when Ethan won't follow doctor's orders.
Something New - @jerzwriter ☁
It's a special day for Ethan, and his daughter, Emma, has a big surprise in store for him.
Special Surprise - @potionsprefect ☁💘
Luke and Lily enlist Aunt Sienna for a very special mission. Feat. Sienna Trinh
Special Treat - @potionsprefect ☁
Victoria and Ethan buy Luke and Lily a present.
Stating the Obvious - @liaromancewriter ☁
Cassie struggles with the twins, and Ethan shows off his skills.
Sunday Mornings - @bex-la-get ☁
Nat and Ethan enjoy their Sunday mornings. Told over several years.
Surprise - @coffeeheartaddict2 ☁
Alexis assists Ethan with some breakfast on Casey’s day off.
Surprise - @takemyopenheart 👔☁
It’s Father’s Day, and Luz and baby Rey have special news for daddy.
SWEETHEART - @a-crepusculo ☁
Ethan is powerless under the captivating charm of his little girl.
Take Me Home - @starryeyedrookie ☁
The Ramsey family take a road trip to New York to visit Evelyn’s grandparents for the weekend.
Take Me Home, Country Roads - @openheart12
Ramsey Family Road Trip
Tender - @utterlyinevitable ☁
Becca overhears something tender on the baby monitor.
The choice is yours + bonus ending - @perriewinklenerdie 🎭
In one moment, his whole world falls apart. He loses everything, and he doesn’t know how to cope with it all. + bonus ending containing a more light ending to the very dark story. TW: death to mother and unborn child.
The Great Bake-Off - @mysticalgalaxysstuff ☁
Ethan makes pancakes (!!) with his daughter.
The Gossip Machines - @potionsprefect ☁
Ethan and Victoria find themselves the topic of conversation in the playground.
The Halloween Date - @rookie-ramsey 👻
When the twins are with Ines and Zaid, Ethan and MC finally have alone time.
The Kids - @ramseyandrys
Ethan and MC have two children named Parker and Eli.
The New Challenge - @potionsprefect ☁
Victoria and Ethan navigate their way through the newborn stage.
The One With the Kids - @openheart12
MC comes home from work to her two kids and Ethan.
The Truth - @potionsprefect 🦚
Ethan comes clean to Luke and Lily.
Thunder - @jamespotterthefirst ☁
Ethan consoles his terrified daughter during a thunderstorm.
Tickles and Pillows - @rookiemartin ☁
A small glimpse of the Ramsey family.
Time of Our Lives - @liaromancewriter ☁
Cassie and Ethan bring their newborn twin girls home from the hospital and navigate the first few days of parenthood.
Time With The Twins - @potionsprefect 📷
Victoria spends a day with Luke and Lily.
Times Are Changing - @jerzwriter ☁
It’s 2:00 AM, and Ethan’s turn to tend to baby Emma. When things don’t go well, it’s Kaycee to the rescue in more ways than one.
Transference - @thewolflady ☁
An ordinary night in the Wolf-Ramsey household.
Trip North - @potionsprefect 🦚
Luke and Lily get to know Ethan Hudson.
Warm Hearts - @genevievemd ☁
Ethan comes home after a long day do his wife and baby.
We'll Give the World to You - @jamespotterthefirst ☁
Ethan and Lilac meet their son.
What Now? - @potionsprefect ☁
When Luke and Lily finally fall asleep, Victoria and Ethan wonder what they should do.
Where the Heart Is - @bex-la-get ☁
Ethan comes home from a long day at work to a surprise picture from his son.
Wonderstruck - @liaromancewriter ☁
Cassie and Ethan spend a day at the beach with their girls.
Y Felicidad - @jamespotterthefirst 🎄☁
Christmas morning at the Ramsey household.
“You’re the only reason I’m coming back” - @jamespotterthefirst ☁
Ethan’s away at a conference and missing his wife and kids.