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jerzwriter · 4 months

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A Tall Order

✨ Ho-Ho-Ho! This year, I'm Secret Santa to the lovely @zealouscanonindeer! You were such an important part of the Choices Open Heart fandom this year, and I know I speak for many when I say that we're so grateful you're here! ✨

❄️I also want to thank @choicesfandomappreciation for hosting this and so many wonderful events throughout the year! You're one of the big reasons our little fandom continues to go strong! ❄️

✨I hope you enjoy this commission of Aspen, Ethan, and their new snow friend created by @weetlebeetle. Here's a little drabble to accompany it! ✨

❄️ Happy Holidays & Happy New Year!❄️

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Characters: Aurora Emery, Jackie Varma, Sienna Trinh, Tobias Carrick Rating: Teen Words: 867 Summary: It's a snowy lunch break at Edenbrook.

The temperature may have been hovering just above freezing, but that wasn't enough to keep Aspen indoors this lunch break. Not the grounds surrounding Edenbrook were blanketed in beautiful, freshly fallen snow, just waiting to be enjoyed. If that didn't make her happy enough, she managed to wrangle a few friends and co-workers to join her, multiplying her joy.

As the group exited Edenbrook, they were astounded to see just how quiet the streets of Boston could be during a snowstorm, but the silence wouldn't last much longer... not with this crew entering the scene.

Sienna was the first to return to the days of childhood glory, tossing herself on the ground and flailing her arms and legs about.

"Ah! This is so cool!" she squealed as the others looked on.

"It looks downright cold to me," Aurora rebuffed.

"Hey, Trihn," Tobias jumped in. "Just makin' sure you're enjoying yourself, and this isn't some sort of a medical emergency."

Sienna jumped from the spot where she had been lying and gestured widely at her creation.

"It's a snow angel," she proclaimed. "Didn't you ever make a snow angel as a child?"

"Nope," he replied. "Never did. I guess what wasn't my thing."

"That may not have been, but I know what was!" Jackie yelled as a large snowball smacked Dr. Carrick on the side of the face.

"SNOWBALL FIGHT!" Aspen yelled, and it was every person for themselves as total chaos ensued.

Several minutes later, the cold and breathless crew was laughing like schoolchildren.

"I have to admit, this was fun!" Aurora announced. "But maybe we should start heading back in. There is a large mug of hot chocolate with my name on it."

"No!" Aspen hollered, turning all heads her way. "Not... not yet."

Tobias took a look around and noticed there was one doctor that Aspen hadn't been able to convince. Snow crunching under his feet, he walked over with a look of sympathy.

"Look, I know you love the guy... but even you can't make that curmudgeonly old man come out to play in the snow."

A look of determination crossed her face, and she smiled. "Lunch break isn't over... and besides, there is one more thing I want to do before we go inside... Ethan, or no Ethan."

Leaning over, she began rolling snow to form the base of what would become a very impressive snowman. Sienna, Jackie, and Aurora eagerly joined in to help when Tobias announced he'd go fetch warm beverages for all.

They were excited when they heard footsteps headed their way, but they were surprised to see another doctor headed their way. With a North Face jacket tossed over his scrubs, they couldn't tell if Ethan was amused or annoyed as he approached.

"You look cold," he deadpanned.

"What an observation!" Jackie mocked. "Now it's crystal clear how you graduated top of your class at Hopkins."

But, captivated by the way Aspen's eyes lit up when she saw him coming near, Ethan paid her no mind.

"Just in the nick of time!" She announced.

"For what?" He asked. "To drag you inside and stave off frostbite?"

"Probably that, too," she laughed, placing a large snowman's head in his hands with a thud.

"What's this?" he asked, leading Jackie to sigh with frustration.

"It's the head of a snowman! Jeez... Hopkins standards have really been going down, haven't they?"

"I know it's the head of a snowman," he defended. "I'm asking why Aspen gave it to me."

"Because you're tall enough to place it on his neck. I've sort of been struggling with that."

"Uhh, Aspen, aren't you supposed to put the head on and then decorate it."

"Sure, if you want to take the standard approach, but I'm anything but standard."

With a snort and a tender half-smile on his lips, Ethan was about to carry out the task, but not before being subjected to one more round of teasing.

"Well, look who made it outside," Tobias sneered, giving Aspen a wink. "That's some fairy dust you've got there, kid!"

Aspen gave a little bow behind Ethan. But Tobias wasn't done.

"What have you done to the snowman?" He continued. "Leave it to you to decapitate him."

"Decap.. decap... I'm not decapitating him. I'm putting the head on top."

Handing the paper coffee cups to the others, Tobias smirked wickedly. "As a testament to my personal growth, I will refrain from turning that statement into an inappropriate comment."

"OK, boys! Can we wrap this up and get back inside?" Jackie protested. "I can no longer feel my toes."

"Fine," Ethan said as he secured the snowman's head on top, to Aspen's delight.

Clapping her mittened hands together, she slipped under Ethan's arm and declared. "You're my hero!"

"Oh, I think I'm going to be sick," Jackie mumbled as Tobias clinked his cup against hers.

"I'll drink to that," he agreed.

"Hey! Did you get me one of those," Ethan asked, gesturing to the beverages.

"Nope. Thought you were still inside."

Beginning to shiver, Aspen decided inside was where they all should be, and in the same way, she got everyone outside, she began to shepherd them back to warmth.

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choicesficwriterscreations · 3 months

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Open Heart F/AotW - Jan 7-13, 2024

✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW 18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA | 🔹Submitted by creator

BRYCE LAHELA

Bryce Lahela Fanart 🎨by @bayleedraws-sometimesx

Bryce Lahela x F!MC Fanart 🎨 by @artbyalz

"I'll pour... Now tell me more!" ✒️🏳️‍🌈🔹| Bryce Lahela, F!MC - @jerzwriter

ESME ORTEGA

Esme Ortega & F!MC Fanart 🎨@randomadamadam

ETHAN RAMSEY

Ethan Ramsey Fanart 🎨 by @bayleedraws-sometimesx

Ethan Ramsey x F!MC Fanart 🎨 by @bayleedraws-sometimesx

First Two Loves📱🔹| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

Mine ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🔹| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @cariantha

When Life Has Other Plans (Series) ✒️🔹| Ethan Ramsey, F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2 Tolerate It (8/16)

With and Without ✒️🔹| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @alwaysmychoices Chapter 42: Compromise in Bloom

RAFAEL AVEIRO

Moving In (Series) ✒️| Rafael Aveiro x F!MC - @rafasgirl23415 Chapter 9: Happy Birthday Lucy And Enrique Chapter 10: Getting Ready For Our Girl

SIENNA TRINH

A Fairytale Proposal ✒️| Sienna Trinh, Rafael Aveiro - @rafasgirl23415

Sienna's Miracle ✒️| Sienna Trihn - @rafasgirl23415

TOBIAS CARRICK

Paper Rings ✒️🔹| Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @tveitertotwrites

Stress Reduction ✒️Ⓜ️🔥🔹| Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter

CFWC MAIN F/AOTW - Jan 7 - 13, 2024

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jamespotterthefirst · 2 years

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Crescent (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart, book 2 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Word count: 1.3K Warning: None Premise: She returns from a trip with a mysterious tattoo. The significance of it is deeper than he ever thought.

Note: Ahhhh! I’ve been holding on to this idea for months. Finally, I got a chance to write it! Also, this takes place in book 2, post-attack/pre-gala

“Doctor Allende!” Lahela exclaimed, letting out a whistle that could probably be heard throughout the bar. “I’m in shock. Look at you all tatted up!”

Ethan glanced up at that, unsure if he heard Lahela correctly. He had been doing a commendable job of acting disinterested as Lilac entered Donahue's after a brief vacation. Though, truth be told, he longed for nothing more than to look at her— really drink her in after a few days of her absence.

A grinning Lilac stood surrounded by her friends, her wrist on full display to reactions of incredulity and amusement. Ethan took a moment to admire the beautiful tan she had acquired, no doubt a result of the bright California sun. Even from his place at the bar, he could see how much darker those freckles he loved so much glowed. Bright, pink patches colored her complexion as she humored her friends.

“It’s not a big deal,” she assured them dismissively.

“Not a big deal?” Trinh repeated in disbelief. “You came back from your trip with a secret tattoo! This is probably the biggest deal to happen to us.”

“Aside from you almost losing your license last year,” Varma added in monotone.

“Or Judas betraying you,” Greene added, narrowing his eyes with brief disgust.

“Or that Rolex Jackie found in your bedroom,” Aurora Emery contributed with a sly smirk.

Ethan shifted in his seat, feeling his neck flare up. That had been his watch in Lilac's bedroom. Too wrapped up in her warm body against his, he had forgotten it.

Greene and Trinh exchanged a knowing look.

“Allegedly,” Lilac corrected, effectively laughing it off.

“I know what I saw,” Varma muttered.

“Can we get back to this tattoo, please?” Trihn exclaimed. “How did it happen?”

Lilac shrugged.

“My little brother talked me into it. He has a whole sleeve so getting a new tattoo is like getting a haircut for him. My sister and I went with him while I was visiting.” Another shrug. “Once at the shop, he convinced us to get one too.”

“Badass,” Varma admitted.

“Why a crescent moon?”

Lilac turned brighter still, taking a long, hesitant pause.

“Spill,” Trinh persisted.

“It's…” she started, but trailed off, considering her words.

Ethan brought his drink to his lips, straining his ears for her reply.

“That was the moon in the sky on my first day at Edenbrook. I remember stumbling out of here with you guys, drunkenly talking about moving in together. Right before Sienna and I got on the train, I looked up at Edenbrook and behind the building that would soon be like a second home to me was a crescent moon. Now, it will always remind me of the day I met some of the most important people in my life.”

There was a tiny silence as her friends took the words in. Then—

“Awww!” Trinh exclaimed. With tears glistening in her eyes, she enveloped Lilac in a bone-crushing hug.

“Okay, I take it back. Not that badass,” Varma said, but even Ethan could tell she wasn't genuine.

“You met me that day, too,” Aurora commented quite casually, studying Lilac closely for her reaction.

“I know. And even though we got off to a bad start, I'm really glad I met you.”

Aurora allowed a rare smile. “I'm glad I met you too, Allende.”

“Do non-roomies count?” Lahela asked with a small frown. “Because I'm feeling a little left out.”

Lilac playfully bumped his shoulder with her own. “Yeah, of course non-roomies count.”

As she said this, her eyes moved a slow trail until they landed on Ethan. The sincerity in their green depths left him immobile and burning with the agony of not having her in his arms. They looked at one another like that, as though no one else existed, for a few more beats. The same debilitating longing he felt was clearly reflected in her expression, in the way her lips parted.

Then, she looked away, summoning a cheery smile for the benefit of her friends.

The biting, cold air carried a distant memory of the snow that had already melted. Still, it felt good against her blazing hot skin. Something about the way Ethan looked at her left her in shambles. In the desolate beer garden, Lilac could finally let out a deep, steadying breath.

“How was California?”

She wasn't surprised at Ethan's appearance yet her pulse picked up, beating wildly against her ribcage.

“Really good. It was nice to be home for a bit.”

Ethan nodded but added no further comment. Lilac took her opportunity and broke into a playful smile. She sidled closer to where he stood.

“Missed me?”

“Like crazy.”

The words were a low, earnest rumble that settled deep at the core of her belly. Unrestrained at last, they found each other, arms enveloping the other, lips meeting desperately. Ethan kissed her with fervor, his delicious mouth recounting the days they were apart with languid strokes. A moan escaped her and all she cared about was pinning him to her mattress.

Their kiss eventually simmered down to a string of measured little kisses that still drove her crazy.

“So,” he started conversationally. “A tattoo?”

“Yep,” Lilac replied proudly, lifting her wrist to his eye level. “Do you like it?”

Very delicately, he lifted her wrist to inspect it closely. He said nothing, his face a mask of neutrality that drove her insane. Then, his long fingers traced the outline of the small crescent moon on her wrist. The featherlight strokes sent chills up her spine.

“I like it,” he assured her in a murmur. “Though I enjoy the reasoning behind it even more.”

“Yeah? Well, I hope you know you're included in that group of important people I met that day.”

Ethan remained silent, taking her words in like the most precious of gifts.

“Why the wrist though?” he asked after a long pause.

Lilac felt herself blush again. Explaining the symbolism of the design to her friends was one thing. The placement was deeper and laden with much more significance, stemming from a raw, vulnerable part of herself. Lilac didn't enjoy the prospect of sharing that with anyone.

Except Ethan.

She'd give him every part of herself.

“Because…”

The words failed her when Ethan pinned her with a charged look. It was as though he read her mind, or perhaps he knew her that well, but there was no doubt that he knew.

Without detaching his eyes from hers, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on her wrist, right above the crescent. Her breath fluttered, caught at her throat like a trapped butterfly.

Memories of their first night together flashed before her eyes. Ethan's strong arms holding her as her lids fluttered closed, heavy with sleep. His fingers lifting her hand to his lips and the tender kiss he placed on her wrist.

Ethan holding her many months later, this time with a plastic hazmat suit between them. Though he could not kiss her skin through the barrier, he still brought her wrist to where his lips would be.

Their night at Dagger Mountain… Ethan's body shielding her against a storm. His lips at her wrist, lovingly kissing her skin before sleep claimed her.

Many subsequent nights ending like that, with his lips gingerly kissing her wrist, claiming every part of her.

“That's why.”

Ethan nodded once before kissing his way up her arm, across her shoulder, up the column of her neck.

“It's beautiful,” he commented in a soft murmur.

His eyes darkened, a devilish smirk quivering at the corner of his mouth

“And downright sexy.”

“Ethan Ramsey,” she replied in mock surprise. “I didn't think you liked this kind of thing.”

“I like you,” he told her, kissing the tip of her nose. “Everything about you.”

Note: My baby has a tattoo now. She has for a while in my head, but it’s official now. I decided to go with ADA’s real-life tattoo but put my own twist into it. Hope you liked it!

I am getting ready to publish more requests in the next few weeks! Thank you for sending them in!

#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan x mc #playchoices

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storyofmychoices · 3 years

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Oh, the Pets You Can Get!

[Bryce Lahela x Olivia Hadley Masterlist]

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x Olivia Hadley (OC) Other Characters: Keiki Lahela, Ethan Ramsey, Sienna Trinh Book: Open Heart Rating: General *Fluff* Prompt: Pineapple: @choicesmonthlychallenge

Synopsis: Olivia, Bryce, and Keiki are getting a pet! But, what pet should they get? They take to Pictagram to share their thoughts.

A/N: I've been wanting to give these three a pet for a while, so why not get started. I know what pet I'm planning on giving them but feel free to cast your own VOTE in the replies/reblogs. I could definitely be persuaded! Are you #TeamHedgie #TeamDoggo or #TeamBunBun?

Click through the images above to read their posts, or find them all full size under the cut.

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#Bryce Lahela #Bryce Lahela x MC #Bryce Lahela x oc #keiki lahela #open heart #ethan ramsey #sienna trihn #olivia hadley #fan fiction #bryce x olivia #bryce x liv #edit #Sienna Trinh

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pixelberry-choices-blog · 5 years

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Sienna: Fist me!

MC: I - what -

Sienna: *holding out hand for a fist bump*

MC: Right, that’s what you - okay - God -

#she's so sweet i love her #sienna trihn #open heart mc #open heart #choices open heart #playchoices oh #oh #oh incorrect quote #choices incorrect quotes #playchoices incorrect quote #playchoices #playchoices funny #Choices funny #pixelberry #open heart funny

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brightpinkpeppercorn · 5 years

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Sienna, baby bird. Dump his ass now.

#ugh PM brad #sienna trihn #playchoices #choices #open heart

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bobasheebaby · 5 years

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Baking Away A Broken Heart

Pairing: Sienna x F!MC (Camila Maitland)

Word count: 757

Warnings: angst, mention of cheating, language, fluff

Summary: In the middle of the night, Camila finds Sienna in need of a friend.

A/N: I absolutely adore Sienna. At first I just wanted MC to hook up with her, but this last chapter has me questioning Wayne, I’m 90% sure he’s a cheating asshole, so this was born. I renamed my MC Camila Maitland when I picked Emily Bett Richards as my faceclaim. (I love Felicity Smoak.) Christina Masterson is my Sienna facelaim. This fits @mariamulroney March Challenge for day 8, break-ups.

Let me know if you want to be tagged in future Sienna x Camila fics, I’m sure there will be more.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to PB, the situations are all that I own.

Camila awoke with a start. It took her a second to adjust to her surroundings and take notice of what had caused her to wake. The banging of cookware filtered into her room, only slightly muffled by her closed door. She threw off her covers, throwing her long legs over the side. She stood, looking down at her oversized tee and pajama pants. Good enough. She rubbed the sleep out of her tired eyes as she shuffled out of her bedroom to investigate the cause of the noise, starting to regret agreeing to take the room closest to the kitchen.

Camila stopped, standing frozen in the doorway as she took in the scene. Usually bubbly carefree Sienna, hair falling out from her usually pristine braid, tears rolling down her cheeks as she slammed down an empty pan. “I thought you only baked when you couldn’t sleep.” She said stepping further into the kitchen.

“I’m too upset to sleep.” Sienna sniffed as she spun around in surprise.

Camila’s brow creased as her eyebrows knitted together in confusion. “What has you so upset?” She asked softly, worried for her new friend.

“Wayne. He couldn’t come over, again. And then I got a text obviously meant for someone else saying that he missed them and would be there soon. He hasn’t answered any of my texts since he lied to me. So I’m positive he’s a cheating ass, and if he ever fucking responds to me we are through.” Sienna answered, wiping her tears on her sleeve. “Mostly I’m upset with myself for not figuring it out. He kept breaking dates, you were right about my job being crazy and I still made time for him, but he couldn’t do the same.” She shook her head. “I guess I just didn’t want to admit that he could be cheating.”

“He’s an idiot for breaking your heart.”

“Thanks Camila. I’m sorry I woke you, I just need to do something, bake something to take my mind off of that lying ass!” Sienna replied returning to kneading the dough.

“Want some help?” Camila asked, moving to wash her hands. “I mean I’m already up.” She was exhausted but she wouldn’t leave an upset Sienna alone, what she needed now was a friend even if Camila wished they could be more.

“Sure.” Sienna replied, smiling the first time since she received the text that cracked her heart.

“So what are we making?” Camila asked looking at the assortment of ingredients laid out on the ample counter space of the penthouse apartment. So worth convincing Farley that the douche bros would end up broke in a month.

“Apple pie. I’m rolling the dough, you can slice the apples if you want.” Sienna replied, dusting the counter with flour.

“Do you want me to peel them first?” Camila asked grabbing a clean apple and a knife.

“Don’t waste your time, I never do, just slice them fairly thin.”

Camila nodded her head and set to work slicing the apples.

Camila and Sienna worked side by side in a comfortable silence that was gradually filled with idle conversation. They occasionally bumped shoulders or grazed hands as they continued to work together sending small shivers down Camila’s spine at the causal touches. She had been attracted to Sienna since they met, but she was taken so she packed away her feelings. As she worked with Sienna now she noticed her sneaking small glances at her and causing their bodies to brush far more than necessary. She tried to stifle a yawn as she watched Sienna put the completed pie in the oven, as tired as she was she didn’t want to night to end.

“If you’re tired you should go back to bed, I have this.” Sienna stated catching the tail end of Camila’s yawn. Her phone buzzed indicating she received a text. She picked it up, her face flashing with anger. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she typed out a response. “And…done. It’s over.” She said shoving her phone into her pocket.

“I’m sorry Sienna.”

“I’m not. I deserve better than some asshole who cheats. Maybe even a cute girl who is willing to stay up in the middle of the night despite being tired to help me bake and cheer me up.” Sienna responded with a wink. “Now go to bed. Really I got this.” She said bumping Camila’s hip with her own.

Camila felt hope bloom in her chest at Sienna’s words. Maybe just maybe she could be exactly what Sienna needed.

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slightlyobsessedwithstories · 5 years

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I'm pretty sure that Sienna's boyfriend is going to appear next chapter,then he'll accuse her of cheating on him(either because you kissed her or just because she's with other people at a baseball game) then he'll break up with her,admit he's been seeing other people. Then we have to pay diamonds to insult him,comfort Sienna or both.

#playchoices #choices #open heart #choices open heart #theory #sienna trihn #sienna playchoices #oph #i'll be pretty suprised if this doesn't happen

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mydemonsdrivealimo · 1 year

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obsessed with Tired Jensen™ not thinking at all literally ever so here is a little list of some of the interactions hes had with the friend group:

sienna spent nearly five minutes going through their roomie plans for the day, finally asking him if he thought they should start with brunch or the museum and after a good ten seconds he responded "uh yeah" and walked away (aurora saw the whole thing. laughed her ass off while sienna just stood there)

raf stopped in to see jensen at work before they both headed home for the night, and jensen was quietly, mindlessly singing the lyrics to two trucks by lemon demon (which, if you know, is not the song to be singing when your boss could walk in at any moment)(at least look up the lyrics)

during movie nights he just slowly keeps sinking into the couch until he's pretty much laying flat on the cushion. he doesnt know hes doing it until its the end of the movie and hes almost on the floor

he had a very animated conversation with jackie about condoms to go with dinner. he meant condiments

on multiple occasions he has started a conversation entirely in spanish to bryce and bryce just sits there like ...babe until he realizes

they all went out to breakfast and jensen just dropped the whole packet of sugar in his tea instead of opening it and pouring it out and oh he has never lived it down

#and this is why he drinks monsters because he would inevitably get himself fired #jensen valentine #open heart mc #the roomies and friends #sienna trihn #jackie varma #aurora emery #bryce lahela #rafael aveiro

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choicesficwriterscreations · 5 months

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Open Heart F/AotW - Nov 12-18, 2023

✒️= Fanfic | 📱= Text Fics/Edits | 🎨= Fanart Ⓜ️ = Mature Content 18+ | 🔥 = Explicit/NSFW18+ 🏳️‍🌈 = LGBTQIA

Bryce Lahela

Contrast ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Bryce Lahela x F!MC, Ethan Ramsey x MC, Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter

Text Fic 📱🏳️‍🌈| Bryce Lahela x M!MC - @mydemonsdrivealimo

Ethan Ramsey

Back to Miami ✒️| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect

Control What You Can ✒️| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

Contrast ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Ethan Ramsey x MC, Bryce Lahela x F!MC, Tobias Carrick x F!MC - @jerzwriter

Giving Thanks 📱| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC, Sienna Trinh x M!OC - @liaromancewriter

Laundry Adventures 📱| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

Looking Back 📱| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @potionsprefect

When Life Has Other Plans (Series) ✒️| Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @coffeeheartaddict2 Part 1: Knowledge is Power

Rafael Aveiro

We Belong Together (Series) ✒️| Rafael Aveiro x F!MC - @rafasgirl23415 Chapter 13: I Can't Lose You Chapter 14: Complications Chapter 15: Surprise Baby Shower Chapter 16: Pancake Sundays

Sienna Trihn

Giving Thanks 📱| Sienna Trinh x M!OC, Ethan Ramsey x F!MC - @liaromancewriter

Tobias Carrick

Contrast ✒️🏳️‍🌈| Tobias Carrick x F!MC, Ethan Ramsey x MC, Bryce Lahela x F!MC - @jerzwriter

Blades F/AotW ListMain CFWC F/AotW List

#open heart #open heart choices #bryce lahela #ethan ramsey #rafael aveiro #sienna trinh #tobias carrick #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #playchoices #choices stories you play

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theartoflovingthomashunt · 2 years

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Love Finds A Way

[Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer] [Ethan Ramsey x Ellie Shepherd]

Pairings:Thomas Hunt x Sienna Trinh; Ethan Ramsey x Ellie Shepherd (OH!MC); Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) ; Book: Red Carpet Diaries x Open Heart (one-shot AU) Word Count: <1800 Rating: General Prompts: @choicesficwriterscreations Blind Date prompt for Thomas x Sienna at a winery; @choicesfebruary2022challenge date; @wackydrabbles #132 (in bold), @choicesmonthlychallenge To Be or Not to Be

Synopsis: Ethan (with a push from Ellie) sets his friend Thomas up on a blind date with Sienna at this year's Edenbrook oncology fundraiser at a local winery.

A/N: This is a one-shot AU for the blind date prompt above. It does not exist in either of my RCD or HWU universes. I've never really written Sienna before so I apologize in advance.

A hand clapped on his shoulder as he stood at the bar waiting for his tumbler of scotch.

"How's our celebrity guest?" Ethan's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a satisfied smirk. He understood the need for charity fundraisers and galas, yet he had never been one for enjoying his required presence. He took pleasure in knowing, this time, he wasn't alone.

The famed Hollywood director wasted no time savoring his drink; instead, he took a deep gulp, letting the rush of amber liquid burn down his throat, hoping it would dull the din of the crowd around them. He tapped his glass, signaling for another. "—and a glass of your finest house red, thank you."

He turned his focus toward his friend. "Remind me again why I agreed to this?"

"The fundraiser or the date?" The esteemed doctor quipped.

Thomas massaged the bridge of his nose, exhaling a low breath. "Both."

"You loss our last poker game." Ethan folded his arms and leaned back onto the bar counter. "Ellie's persuasive, and you didn't see through my bluff. Looks like you're getting old, my friend."

"You might recall we are the same age, so what does that make you?"

"Timeless, a classic, or in terms we can both understand, a finely aged scotch."

The bartender returned, placing the two drinks beside the director. Thomas breathed deeply, trying to convince himself to return to Sienna.

"The date going that well?"

"She's practically a child."

"She's the same age as Ellie," Ethan insisted. "And as you've already stated, we are also the same age."

"We have nothing in common. I have little interest in baking or marine life. And, what even is K-Pop?"

"You're getting old, my friend," Ethan repeated, clapping his hand on his friend's shoulder once more.

"Tell your wife I appreciate the concern about my social wellbeing; however, I do not need any assistance."

"Duly noted."

Thomas took the two glasses and surveyed the room for his date, finding her giggling with Ellie. "My apologies for the delay." He offered her the glass of wine he had procured at her request.

"Thank you!" Sienna chirped pleasantly. "We saw you talking with Ethan."

"I suppose that's my cue to go mingle. I'll leave you two beautiful people to get better acquainted." Ellie wrapped her arms around Sienna, hugging her closer. "Give him a little more time. He's a good guy." She turned to Thomas, pressing a kiss on his cheek. "You can smile; it won't kill you. Promise."

His brow rose in challenge, but her stern gaze was not one to be trifled with so he offered a half-hearted smile.

Sienna sucked her lip, watching her friend depart, leaving her and Thomas alone once more.

The two nursed their drinks, the silence between them becoming even more deafening, drowning out the crowd around them.

"Do you want to dance?" Sienna suggested cheerfully, her narrow frame already swaying to the lively beat of the music from the DJ on the other side of the room. Her smile grew as she caught sight of Baz dancing solo (and killing it) on the dance floor. She suppressed a soft laugh, waving to her friend.

"Not my area."

"Everyone can dance," she encouraged. She modeled, letting the rhythm take control as she attempted to tempt him.

"It is not that I am unable to dance. More accurately, this style of music—if one can consider it as such—is not my metier."

She nodded in understanding. "Can I ask you something?" Her chipper voice was softer now. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

Despite years of acting and even teaching college students, his face betrayed him. "Of course I am—"

She laughed to herself, interrupting his white lie. "It's okay, me neither."

For the first time all night, his lips turned up, thankful to her for her honesty. "I must apologize. This might sound cliche, but it's not you. You are beautiful, kind-hearted, and clearly intelligent and talented. I'm just—" His smile fell away as quickly as it came. He didn't know what he was waiting for, maybe nothing. He had always been content on his own with his art. Maybe that was enough.

"It's okay," she insisted. "There's nothing left to say. We can agree this isn't working."

"Let Ellie down gently? I know she had high hopes for tonight."

"You don't even know the half of it." Sienna's warm smile and bright eyes reassured him.

"I truly hope you find what you deserve." He took her hand in his, brushing a tender kiss across her knuckles.

"Thank you. I know we both will. Love finds a way—isn't that what they say?" Sienna shrugged. "We can just agree that the way isn't here."

"That might be the first thing we can agree upon." His voice was tender and open for the first time.

"Do you mind if I go dance with my friends?" She asked shyly.

"By all means, please. Don't allow me to hold you back."

"It was really nice meeting you." She bounced off toward the dance floor, pausing only a moment to turn back once more. "Your girl is out there. Perhaps closer than you think. Don't lose hope. She's just not a dolphin, but there are plenty of other fish in the sea."

Thomas shook his head, pondering her words. He watched her slip into the crowd, joining others as they threw their hands up, letting the music take hold.

He glanced at his watch. He should stay a little longer, but he could justify taking his leave a little earlier. He had made his appearance, signed autographs, posed for the press and for donors, offered his own substantial donation, and even given a blind date a try. He had enough. He slipped through the winery and out toward the parking lot.

Breathing in the crisp New England air, he put the night behind him. All he needed now was his research and the script he was working on. He turned back one last time as he waited for the valet to bring him his car. The winery glowed under the moonlight, the many happy guests enjoying themselves.

"Oof—" She collided with him, her cup of iced coffee slipping from her grip and crashing to the ground. "Oh, no!"

"Watch it," he grumbled. His frustrations only grew when he noticed the splatter of coffee covering his shoes and pant leg. "Great." He leaned over, trying to brush off what he could.

She clasped her hands to her heart, her gaze solemnly on the ground as she mourned the loss of her coffee. "You were a good coffee."

"If you'll excuse me." He attempted to keep walking.

"I'm sorry!" She called, following him. "Oh! Ohmygosh! You're you!"

He turned back toward her, hoping to get the requested photo-op over so he could continue on. The skin around his eyes relaxed as his gaze met hers.

"You're really Thomas Hunt," she marveled. "You're amazing!"

"And you're really Alex Spencer." His lip twitched up, and the skin around his eyes wrinkled as she nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"You know who I am?"

"I take note of up-and-coming talent when it is warranted... Your work is adequate."

"Adequate?" She fanned herself, looking away. "Don't make a girl blush so hard."

"Would you prefer satisfactory?" He retorted.

"I'd prefer exceptional, but I know with whom I speak." Her smile widened. "Satisfactory is high praise. Thank you, Mr. Hunt."

"Thomas."

"Thomas," she repeated trying it out.

The moment lingered, and neither moved. He realized that for the first time that night, the passing quiet was not discomforting. The silence had a comforting warmth, somehow both new and familiar.

"Your car, Mr. Hunt." The valet interrupted.

"Thank you. I'll just be a moment."

"You're leaving?" Her voice held an air of disappointment.

"It appears that way, doesn't it?" His feet stayed firmly planted in front of her, not wanting to move.

"Oh." Her brows pulled in as she glanced at his waiting car before turning back to him. "I'm sorry about the coffee. I guess I really shouldn't be texting and walking while drinking coffee and being like three hours late."

"It's okay." He laughed lightly. His lips pressed together, and a curious expression drew across his brow. "Can I ask why you're bringing coffee to a winery? Is not the custom do partake in wine and spirits?"

"Great question. Well, one, coffee is life!" She nodded in agreement with herself.

Her confidence and spirit captivated him. "And two?"

"And two," she hesitated for a moment. "If you find just the right dessert wine, it makes the best coffee sweetener."

His mouth fell agape, perhaps for the first time in his life, having never let himself succumb to such a gesture. "Wh—why?"

"Why not?" She seemed unphased by his confusion. "Coffee is good. Wine is good. Coffee and wine are doubly good."

He opened his mouth, yet no words came out.

"I mean, it's not all wines. You need to find just the right one. You usually can't go wrong with a nice, bold raspberry wine. Strawberry is nice for something a little lighter and more refreshing."

"I—" He shook his head, still at a loss for words. "I suppose I will have to take your word for it."

"Maybe next time I can convince you to give it a try."

"That seems unlikely."

"The coffee/wine combo or that there will be a next time?"

"The coffee/wine combination."

"Okay, good." She chewed the corner of her lip, her cheeks warming under his steady attention.

"As for the next time, that would presume the first time was at its conclusion."

"I thought you were leaving."

"I was—I am. I'd offer to replace your coffee, but I wouldn't wish to take you from this event. Perhaps a next time is more appropriate."

"All I heard was coffee."

Her effervescent joy pulled him further toward her. "What about the fundraiser?"

"I was filming nearby, and my agent thought I could make an appearance."

"Then you should."

"I don't need to be seen to donate. The money will go to the hospital whether I pose when I write the check or not."

"Indeed."

"So, I heard there was going to be coffee? Is that still happening?"

"I think I would enjoy that."

"Great! Me too." Alex took the first step toward his car. "The coffee mostly, but perhaps time with you would be adequate as well."

"I believe we moved to satisfactory," he reminded her as he opened the door of his black sports car.

"Coffee first, then I will consider revisiting my rating of this evening."

He closed the door behind her, his step light and untroubled. He bit back his growing smile and the thought of how quickly the night had turned, not yet knowing, his life would be forever changed.

A/N #2: I know the prompt is for Thomas x Sienna but I just couldn't do it... I really did try. But Alex! Love finds a way and these two always find each other. It's the rule. I don't make it up!

If you made it this far, thank you so so much. I truly appreciate the support. Likes, comments, and reblogs are especially appreciated.

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In Between

[Ethan Ramsey x Ellie Shepherd Masterlist]

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Ellie Sheperd (MC) Other Characters: Sienna Trinh, Bryce Lahela, Rafael Averio (mentioned), Thomas Hunt (mentioned), Alex Spencer/Hunt (mentioned) Book: Open Heart (Book Two-Post Chapter 11) Word Count: ~ 1,900

Rating/Warnings: Teen +/ angst: panic attack, anxiety, ptsd, grief, loss, mentions of past character death, hurt/comfort

Summary: Ellie has recovered physically from the attempted assassination of the Senator, but mentally she is still struggling.

This is a companion piece to my series Love & Scotch (an Open Heart/Hollywood U crossover). It takes place after Chapter 13: healing.

“Ooo, Ellie!” Sienna’s light voice called upon finding her fellow resident in the break room. “Roommate karaoke tonight at Donahue's?”

Her unwavering gaze stared at the timer ticking down on the microwave.

Sienna continued chirping cheerfully in her ear, but to Ellie, her voice was distant, as if she were listening from underwater.

Ellie didn’t really understand what Sienna was so excited about. Something about the roommates making plans. Her thoughts didn’t linger long on the unheard words. Instead, she counted her breaths in and out along with the countdown, letting the steady hum of the microwave drown out her friend’s soft voice.

“Ellie!” The sharp tone pulled her back.

Shaking her head, she answered simply, “umm… not tonight.”

Sienna’s smile fell slightly. “Oh, okay, but movie night tomorrow, right?”

“Sure.”

"Yay!" The ever effervescent resident bounced in her step. “I've missed you!” She watched Ellie’s gaze drift away again, as no response was given. “Ellie!”

“Hmm?” Her focus returned once more.

“Movie night. Tomorrow. You'll come?”

“Maybe.” Offering nothing more than that and a half-hearted shrug, Ellie dragged herself forward to find a quiet place to eat. Her stomach turned at the thought. She went through the motions of meals, but she hadn’t been hungry. She would pick at her food, maybe take a bite or two, and then toss the rest before returning to her rounds. Eating alone saved her the hassle of never-ending questions. And, right now, that is all she wanted—quiet.

His smirk was visible despite his phone shielding his face as his fingers nimbly slid across the smooth screen.

“What’s so entertaining?”

“Hmm?” Ethan laughed under his breath. “Oh. Nothing.”

She scoffed,“Doesn’t sound like nothing. Who are you talking to?”

“Alex.”

“What does she want?”

“Ellie, what’s wrong?” The accusatory tone caught his attention. He began turning toward her until a new text lit up his screen.

“Fine. Don’t tell me. Just sit there, smirk, and keep your secrets.” Her brow furrowed, and she crossed her arms to her chest.

“Alex just wanted to know if I would be attending Hunt’s bachelor party.” He put the phone down for the moment.

“Are you?”

“Yes.”

“Fine.”

“Is that a problem?”

“Nope.” The tone of her voice contradicted her reply.

“Are you okay?” His face filled with concern as he leaned closer to her. He had noticed a change in her demeanor over the past couple of weeks. She was different. He suspected he knew the cause but didn’t want to pry until she was ready. “What’s going on?

“I’m fine.” She pushed his hand away somewhat forcefully.

Ethan’s gaze lingered on her, trying to understand what she was feeling and how best to help. Another text blinked on the screen. “Alex wants to know if you’ll be going to her bachelorette party.”

“Maybe she should ask me herself instead of texting you all the time,” Ellie complained under her breath.

He glanced at his phone. “It looks like she did. She said she hasn’t heard from you lately. Have you checked your texts?”

“No.”

“Ellie, I know something’s wrong.” His long fingers caressed her arm. “Please, let me in.”

“I just—” A heavy sigh slipped from her lips. She opened her mouth to speak but bit back her words. “Never mind. I’m going to bed.”

His blue eyes stared back at her, begging for her to stay. For a moment, she paused, considering his silent request. Her eyes shut tightly, and she shook her head. “I can’t.”

She got up from the couch and quickly headed to the dark bedroom. Sleep wouldn’t come; she knew better than to hope for that. At least, she’d be alone. The irony of her running away from him wasn’t lost on her. However, facing him right now was too hard. She wasn’t ready for him. She wasn’t ready for anyone to know. She convinced herself that no one would understand. How could they, when she didn’t even understand herself.

The closer she got to the ICU, the faster her heart pounded, drumming through her entire body. The air seemed thinner. She took deep, deliberate breaths, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other. She couldn’t look where she was going; she just needed to keep moving.

“Ellie?”

His voice caused her to stumble. She quickly reached out for the wall to stabilize herself. Her eyes squeezed shut. Why now? Not here. Anywhere but here. Her pulse raced, pounding in her head.

“Hey, Ellie?” Bryce moved in front of her, offering her a hand of support. “Are you okay?”

She shook her head, trying to focus on him. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t look like it. You’re pale. You should lie down. Let me walk with you.”

Her gaze shifted behind him, through the glass window, into the room. Her mind was overcome with memories of that day. Her breathing became more ragged, unable to stop her mind from wandering back.

“Ellie?” Bryce placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Let me take you to the on-call room to lie down. You really don’t look well. I’ll get your intern to cover your patients.”

“No.” She dug her nails deeply into her palms. A sudden rush of air filled her lungs. The sharp pain had helped her regain herself. It was a trick she’d been using for a few days. She stepped back, putting distance between them. “I said, I’m fine.”

Without explaining, she pushed past the surgeon and hurried quickly down the hall. She was glad Bryce hadn’t followed her. Even she could feel the color drain further from her face as her heart stopped upon seeing Rafael. Ellie sprinted away from the EMT as fast as she could. Heading into the first empty room she found, she shut the door and leaned against it for support.

"Come on, Ellie. You can do this," she breathed, trying to bury the images that were flashing in her mind.

The bright lights of Boston peeked through the tops of the curtains, casting shadows on the ceiling. She searched for the faint sounds of the city in the distance, however, his steady breathing beside her was amplified in the quiet room, blocking out any hopes of letting the hum of the city drown out her thoughts.

She tossed and turned to no avail. Reluctantly, she dragged herself out of bed. It wasn’t her first sleepless night. She headed toward the living room, hoping the mind-numbing, late-night infomercials would bring her some relief.

Her mind quieted as she stared apathetically at the screen. She blinked occasionally, but she could tell it wasn't enough as her eyes began to burn.

“Ellie?” Ethan’s drowsy voice barely registered. He rubbed the back of his neck, his eys adjusting to the light of the room. Finding her gaze glued to the television and receiving no reply, he turned it off. “Ellie!”

“What!?” She questioned, her tone harder than she had intended.

“We can’t avoid this anymore,” he offered tenderly. He took the seat beside her. “We need to talk about what’s going on.”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” Her focus was transfixed on the blank screen.

His finger hooked under her chin as he lightly turned it toward him. “Look at me. Let me help.”

“What for? So the great Dr. Ramsey can save me? I’m not a case. I’m not a puzzle for you to solve.”

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

Ellie pulled her knees against her chest, letting her head fall under the weight of all her pain. “I know. I’m sorry. I just—”

“I’m right here, Ellie," he reassured her, shifting closer. "Whatever you need.”

“Fine.” She answered curtly.

“How can I help? Just tell me.”

“I don’t know.” Her head shifted side to side in contemplation. “Maybe you can’t. Maybe nobody can.”

“If you need me to stay, I’m right here.” His hand drifted down her back, tenderly massaging her tired muscles.

She remained motionless, giving him no indication of what she wanted.

“Do you want me to leave? If you need space, I’d understand.” Never in his life had he felt so helpless. “Tell me what I can do. I don’t want to see you in this pain.”

“We don’t always get what we want,” she replied bitterly.

“Nevertheless, I’m here.”

They sat in silence as she focused on her breathing, trying to bury the tears threatening to erupt. “I almost died.” Her words were a whisper, but he heard them.

“I know.” His muscles tensed at the statement. He’d almost lost her. He knew it wasn’t the same, but he understood what she was saying.

“I feel like I’m stuck in this in-between place—not dead... but not alive either. How do I get over this? How do I move on?” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

“I don’t believe you can.”

She turned to face him, eyes sunken and swollen.

Ethan shuddered, remembering the last time she looked so lifeless. By the sight of her, he knew she couldn’t carry on much longer like this. She hadn’t had a proper meal or slept in days, maybe longer. It was taking its toll on her. He breathed thoughtfully, considering his words.

“You suffered a trauma, Ellie. There are bound to be consequences. Some that will linger, but you don’t need to hide them. You know you can trust me with anything... However, if not me, then someone else. You have to talk about it. You can’t keep this bottled up.”

“How can I sit here and complain about feeling sad and sorry for myself for almost dying when others actually did.” Her voice cracked and tears streamed freely. “Bobby… Danny…” Her sobs strengthen. “The world would be better with them in it. Maybe they wouldn’t squander surviving as I have. Even Raf, who suffered more than I did, is working hard to get back to himself. Why did I survive? It was our patient, Ethan. They shouldn’t have been there. It should have been me.”

Ethan pulled her into his arms, letting her bury her face in his chest. His own tears were lost in her hair as he held her there. A fire ignited within him. His face flushed with anger knowing the price of what happened was far from being paid. He shook his own frustrations away. This wasn’t about him.

Her body trembled in her arms as her cries grew uncontrollably. He stroked her hair and whispered softly in her ear, reminding her that none of this was her fault, she shouldn’t feel guilty, and that she was safe now. He rocked her gently in his arms, letting the weeks of bottled-up negative emotions pour out of her.

As her tears slowed, he carried her to bed. His body curled perfectly around hers, protecting her from the ghosts that haunted her.

Her cries continued quietly; the silent tears wet the pillow beneath her. She leaned back into his chest, nestling in his warmth. She had never felt so small and fragile, but with his arms around her, she felt safe.

After she had finally fallen asleep, Ethan turned off their alarms and called out of work for the week for both of them. He had made the mistake of letting her return before she was ready once; he wasn’t about to do it again.

He brushed a kiss on the crown of her head and snuggled against her once more. There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to protect her. And, now that she’d let him in, he wasn’t about to squander that gift. He would be there for her, whatever she needed, for as long as she needed.

Next Chapter: ☆ One Day at a Time

Prompt: in between - @choicesmonthlychallenge; “do you want me to leave?” @wackydrabbles (this is from last week sorry.)

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