#with a sprinkle of Noah × MC

[oldchoicesbooksupremacy]

Not me writing a whole fic then accidentally delete it

#whyyy #why meeee #im a dumb ass #it was a Connor x MC ship #with a sprinkle of Noah × MC #but more like character study and angst than shippy stuff #guess I'll just rewrite it

[liaromancewriter]

Birthday Cake

Premise: Ethan Ramsey doesn’t like to celebrate his birthday. No one told his daughters that.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine); feat. OC children Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 875

A/N: In Lia Land, Ethan's birthday is on July 31. I forgot to mark the occasion, but better late than never. Submission for @choicesmonthlychallenge August challenge, birthday dialogue prompt (in bold). I'm also using @choicesflashfics week 46, prompt 3 (in bold).

Ethan Ramsey couldn’t remember the last time he’d celebrated his birthday with a party. Cassie knew how much he detested the fanfare around that day and respected his wishes not to make a big deal out of it.

Besides, he much preferred their private celebrations. Their sex life had always been hot, but it was downright incendiary on anniversaries and birthdays.

The special day was a week away, and he’d already made plans. Naveen had given him the keys to his cabin while he spent the summer visiting family. The nanny would look after the girls, and his dad was coming up from Providence to spend the day with them.

Ethan was already salivating in anticipation of unwrapping his birthday present.

“You look pleased with yourself,” Cassie commented from the other side of the couch, lowering the tablet in her hand, brow arched in question.

It was Saturday afternoon, and they were spending a quiet day at home. The twins were on the floor, engrossed in their coloring books. He heard them whispering and giggling mischievously every now and then. But that was a common occurrence between them, and he didn’t give it any mind.

“Just thinking,” he drawled, dropping his voice after a quick glance at the girls, “about my birthday present. And how much I will enjoy unwrapping it, inch by slow inch.”

“You have my full attention,” Cassie laughed, throwing him a sultry wink. “Two words. Black. Lace.”

“Happy Birthday to me,” he chuckled, seductively running one index finger up her shorts-clad leg, enjoying how she shivered.

At four years old (four and a half, thank you very much), Eloise and Sophie Ramsey knew birthdays meant cake. The games and presents were nice too, but really, it was all about the cake.

Eloise liked chocolate cake best, with chocolate frosting and sprinkles. Lots of rainbow-colored sprinkles. Sophie didn’t mind chocolate, but she’d rather have yellow cake with cream and strawberries; the more, the better.

It was just too bad their birthday was still months and months away. Instead, they had to settle for coloring a slice of cake on the page, they thought, sharing a commiserating look with each other.

And then they heard Daddy say the magic words.

Ethan quickly dropped his hand when he heard the sound of rushing feet. Before he could react, his arms were full of two little girls, their bodies vibrating excitedly.

“Daddy, is it your birthday today?” they chorused, pulling at the front of his shirt.

“Can we have a party?” Sophie said winningly, twirling one finger around a lock of hair.

“And birthday cake,” Eloise said, smacking her lips in a gesture reminiscent of her mother.

Ignoring Cassie’s snort and “Busted!” comment, he struggled for balance as Eloise and Sophie climbed atop the couch. They surrounded him, caging him between themselves, their tiny hands patting his cheeks for attention.

“Can we? Please?”

“Please, Daddy. Please?”

“It’s not my birthday today,” he said, raising his voice to be heard over their incessant pleading.

“It’s next week,” Cassie piped in eagerly.

“Not helping, Rookie,” Ethan glared at her, using the old nickname as he did whenever she annoyed him.

The girls ignored them, talking out loud as they planned who to invite to the party. Their list seemed to include everyone they’d ever met in their life.

“Grandpa Alan, Uncle Naveen, Aunty Si and Uncle Max. And Noah and Belle and Amelia and Bailey—”

“Don’t forget Grandmother Livvy and Grandpa Robbie,” Eloise interrupted her sister impatiently. “And Uncle Bryce and Aunt Rora.”

“Daddy, can we get a clown for the party?” Sophie asked.

“I want a magician,” Eloise added, tripping over the word so that it sounded like ‘maj-shun’.

“No, we cannot,” Ethan said grumpily, his scowl designed to dampen their enthusiasm. It didn’t work as he’d intended.

“Why not?” Eloise shot back.

She lifted her chin mulishly, green eyes firing in a surprisingly adult manner. However, Sophie’s eyes pooled with tears, making Ethan feel like a heel.

“Yeah, Dr. Ramsey, why not?” Cassie teased, lifting Sophie onto her lap as she scooted beside him on the couch.

“I never liked celebrating my birthday,” he explained calmly, looking down at his daughters.

Sophie was now cuddled against her mother, her face half-hidden, but he could see the damp spot forming on Cassie’s white top. If one thing was guaranteed to make him cave despite his best intentions, it was watching his daughters cry.

“We want cake,” Eloise said stubbornly, crossing her arms.

“How about we go to the bakery and get cake?” Ethan cajoled, feeling trapped.

“But that’s not a birthday cake,” Sophie argued, voice wobbly.

“A cake is a cake,” Ethan said reasonably, throwing Cassie a pleading look, hoping she’d back him up on this.

“A birthday cake is special,” Cassie nodded sagely. “Especially when it comes with balloons and pizza. Want to help me plan the party, girls?”

Traitor, Ethan thought in annoyance, shooting Cassie a look that promised retribution.

The twins jumped in delight, their voices bubbling over with excitement. And Ethan resigned himself to the inevitable as he watched his plans to seduce his wife go up in smoke.

Looks like he was having a birthday party.

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#open heart #ethan ramsey #open heart choices #open heart fanfics #open heart fanfiction #choices fanfics #choices fanfiction #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #ethan ramsey x mc #writers on tumblr #ethan ramsey x cassie valentine #ramsey twins

[mrsbsmooth]

Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers ❤️

Ooh I got two of these! Thanks lovelies!!

My top five favourite fics I've written:

5. Jaded

Sometimes, the things you're most proud of are the ones that felt the most challenging at the time. At times, this fic fought me. Suresh was never my favourite character, nor did I start out wanting to redeem him; I just felt like his story was so unfinished and so lacking in detail. I’m so grateful that people seemed to like this one because ultimately, it was worth it. 🥰

4. Chanel Paris-Biarritz

Another one that pushed me at the time. When I wrote this, I was still a really new writer, and I was only just starting to become aware of areas I could improve. I knew my male characters were very similar, and I wanted to write this one differently. Youcef was just such a poetic and introspective character - very different to the other people I was writing. It seemed so different at the time, idk, I hope it still stands up. I just really liked this one and I’m still really proud of it.

3. Men of Particular Interests

God this spot was so hard to decide between this and Cabernet Sauvignon. Threesomes are hard as fuck to write, but I was really proud of both of these 🤣 Ultimately this one wins out, because it was my first foray into Noah, M/M/M, and I think my first 1st person fic? I usually hate 1st person but LIFE HACK it removes one set of he/him/his in the story and replaces it with “my”. It came about from a discussion in the fanfic writers discord, and I was shocked at how fast it came together. I still read back over this and giggle.

2. Three in the Morning

This fic sits here because it was my first time writing Bobby. He was the one who drew me into this game and he was the one that made me want to write fanfic (thanks Christy…). I'd read a lot of the Bobby fics, and knew how many people liked him, and holy shit, it was so intimidating to write him for the first time. I was so nervous about whether he'd be in character, and whether people would like the setting and the MC, but when I put this one up I seriously couldn’t have been prouder of it. There are things I would change about it now, but ultimately I still absolutely love it.

1. The Only Two Things

I KNOW!!!! It really should be TTIS because 1) it was my first fic, 2) beloved bruno, and 3) it’s by far my most popular. But this fic has my heart.

This is the story that made me feel like a writer. Not just of fanfic, but an honest to god writer. I wrote this for ME. The story, the world, the characters are all straight out of my dumb little head. There’s the tiniest sprinkle of love island stuff in there, like Kerry the dog and Kelly, but this one is my true baby. Ciaran’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but he’s ultimately so special to me that I just can’t stop myself from going back to this one. I must’ve re-read it twenty times by now.

#litg #litg ff #litg ciaran #litg bobby #litg noah #litg youcef #litg suresh #litg fanfiction #litg fanfic

[ravenadottir]

what’s ur favourite route to play in s2

favorite route might be lucas' with a heated/bitch mc.

while i sprinkle some... angst (?) in it? i'm flirting with marisol, noah, gary and lucas all at once, and you know what? BEST ROUTE EVER.

things like going for operation nope, and making him angry because he's worried about hope even before knowing i said yes to going for noah.

fully breaking up and hooking up with someone else, usually gary, during nope's argument.

having public fights about how our couple is pretty much broken and there's not a chance we would do anything if we won the mud challenge.

i love being messy in the game because i wouldn't be like that in real life, you know?

also, i don't bring anyone back from casa amor because that automatically eliminates lucas, so what i do is i say i don't care about noah bringing blake back, after being the biggest... let's say my mc feels pretty free in casa amor... with a lot of people.

volunteering for challenges, sharing beds, kissing girls and dudes, she doesn't give a fuck.

when back, and having to share the bed with lucas, who i always save, it's really about those little stings we exchange with him, calling him a friend so he calls you buddy the next morning.

I LIVE FOR THAT LINE, BY THE WAY. BEST LINE.

and they warm up to each other with the post-beach day cooking. they talk, i'm more amicable, more into him again, he confesses things, tries a pick up line, it's great.

when hope asks me who i want to be with i say lucas' name immediately, and she goes to him to talk about the recoupling, it's really cute.

i like this route specifically because it's filled with all types of emotions. at times i was cackling about how pissed he can get when you tease him in the wrong way, and sometimes i was pissed at him, because he can be a little shit (affectionate) when he wants to.

lucas, as a guy in the villa, is pretty much getting into mc really fast, and with the angst of this route i feel the flavor is all over the place.

best part, lucas is not the one bringing blake back, you get to make out with marisol, gary, lucas and noah, and during dinner??? LOOKS FROM EVERYWHERE.

i always make my mc go on multiple paths so she can have everyone's attention, it's... tremendous. highly recommend.

in case you need, here are some links to get this route done:

marisol's guide ~ lucas' guide ~ noah's guide

guides masterlist

if you need anything, let me know anon. i love exploring new routes whenever i can 💜💙

#litg #litg lucas #litg marisol #litg noah #litg gary #love island the game #litg s2 #litg season 2 #queue #routes #favorite route

[aces-and-angels]

Title: Down in New Orleans

A/N: Connor and ilitw!MC are freaks. Can’t blame them, though. They’re in ✨️love✨️ and insanely horny That being said, absolutely no one is safe from their antics. Today’s victims: Abel and Jocelyn. This one is a bit longer than my last side story. I may have indulged too much in horny anon energy. I’ll leave it at: it gets very detailed and let y’all take that journey on your own lol- I was fully prepared to make this into another crackhead scenario, but in the end it turned out kinda sweet (dw I still managed to sprinkle some crack at the end). As always, I appreciate any feedback y’all are willing to give - now enjoy ya filthy animals 😈😈😈

Pairing: Connor x Devon (F)

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: A bonus scene for chapter 1 of ILW by @itlivesproject. After retrieving the knife for their contact, Devon has a moment of doubt. Connor takes time to reassure her that they’ll be okay. Inspired by the iconic diner scene in “When Harry Met Sally” 

Tag List: @itlivesproject @yawninginf

nsfw below, minors dni

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The ride back from Maxwell Greer’s mansion was calm, apart from their brief but spirited car chase. Connor managed to shake the guard’s tail by taking several inside roads. Aimlessly, he drove through the unfamiliar streets of New Orleans. At first, it was to make sure they weren’t being followed. Then, it turned into him getting hopelessly lost. It was a little past 4AM by the time he pulled into the motel parking lot. 

“Well, that was fun. I’m gonna crash,” Jocelyn yawned, sliding out of the backseat to grab her bag from the trunk.

“Aw Joss, I wanted to stay up and paint each other’s nails. Y’know like best friends at a sleepover,” Abel joked as the crew walked side by side to their rooms. 

“Stop calling me that,” she glared back at him. 

“Stop calling you what? Joss or my BFF,” he continued to tease with a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. Jocelyn rolled her eyes, too tired to bicker with the annoying professor on her left. Deciding to quit for now, he shifted his focus to Devon. “You got the room keys?”  

“Yeah, hang on.” She stopped walking to rummage through her backpack. Eventually, she pulled out three key cards, handing two of them to Jocelyn and Abel. “You guys wanna grab a late lunch before our flight tomorrow?”

Jocelyn grunted, her attention focused on trying to unlock her door. “We’ll be there,” Abel answered for the both of them. Devon nodded, unlocking her door, stepping inside with Connor right behind her. 

Their room was modest at best. The walls were a bland shade of beige with a generic flower painting hung up for decoration. A single queen sized bed took up most of the space. They both set down their bags against the wall, not bothering to unpack since they’d only be staying for a couple more hours. “Do you want to wash up first?” he asked, gently taking off her coat from her shoulders to hang up with his. 

“You go ahead. I’ll set up out here,” Devon answered, turning her head to press a quick kiss to his cheek. For their own peace of mind, the couple always brought their own beddings when they traveled. Connor insisted after he spent one evening watching one too many black light videos on YouTube. After replacing the pillowcases and sheets, she sat at the edge of the bed, her mind beginning to wander.

They were one step closer to saving Noah. One step closer to seeing her best friend in the flesh instead of stuck as a shadow. She’s been down this path before- so many potential solutions that always ended up falling short, leaving her heartbroken. Yet, it was hard to tamp down the hopeful feeling she had for this lead. This time felt different. It had to be. 

“You okay?” Her head shot up to see her boyfriend, now in his sleepwear, with a concerned look in his eye. He joined her on the bed, taking her hand in his. 

She anxiously gnawed at her bottom lip, her voice small as she looked up at Connor. “This is gonna work, right?” His eyes softened. Squeezing her hand slightly, his thumb stroked the back of her hand as he thought of what to say. He wanted to agree- but he honestly didn’t know what would happen. The last thing he would do is lie to her. Still, it hurt him to see her so unsure. 

“It could,” he settled with. She let out a faint, humorless laugh, leaning her forehead on his. “No matter what happens, we’re gonna be okay,” he whispered.

“How can you know that?”

“Because I have you,” he stated without hesitation. Her breath caught in her throat, a warm feeling spreading in her chest. Even after five years together, he still managed to have that effect on her. They were so close that she could see the flecks of blue in his grey eyes. She didn’t miss how they flickered down to her lips. The urge to kiss him was overwhelming. Not wanting to stop her, his eyes closed as her lips pressed against his. 

He sighed into the kiss, letting go of her hand to cup her face. A deep groan escaped from his throat as she pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth. Her tongue slid inside his mouth to brush against his. They stayed like that for a while, reluctantly pulling apart only when their need for air became too great to ignore. “I love you,” Devon breathed out. 

“I love you too,” he said, his voice rough, before capturing her lips once more, pushing her down to lie on her back. His mouth trailed across her jaw, moving down to her neck, where he began to suck a mark right below her ear. 

“Watch it. I didn’t bring any makeup,” she tried to protest, but by the way her hands held his head in place, he could tell she wasn’t entirely upset by it. 

He chuckled against her neck, "sorry," he gave her one last teasing bite. “I guess I should find another spot to mark you up then.” His head moved a bit lower. “How about here?” he placed a kiss right below her collarbone. 

“Mmm, I didn’t bring any scarves either."

“Shame. I like kissing you here,” he proved his point by peppering more kisses on her skin, each one more reverent than the last. 

“I think you have a couple of places where you like to kiss me,” she teased.

“You’re right about that,” he hummed against her, the vibrations of his voice tickling her skin. He propped himself up with his arms to gaze down at his girlfriend’s face with pure adoration. “I like to kiss you here,” his tone was gentle as he leaned down to kiss her forehead. “And here,” her eyes fluttered shut as she felt his lips lightly peck each of her eyelids. Small, feathery kisses were placed down her cheeks, then the tip of her nose. “Here’s always a good time,” he laughed to himself, quickly kissing her lips. 

“Connor...” she gasped, a shiver rolling down her spine at his sweet words. 

“I’m not done.” He slipped the sleeve of her shirt down to kiss her shoulder, continuing to praise his lover. “I like how strong you are,” he murmured, kissing a trail down her arm, switching sides to give her other arm the same attention. Lifting her hand to his mouth, he placed a tender kiss to the inside of her wrist. He threaded her fingers with his own, his eyes trained on hers. “I like the way your hand feels in mine.” He slowly lifted her shirt up, making her sit up so he could take it off completely. Reaching behind her, he unhooked the clasp of her bra, sliding the straps off her shoulders. He laid her back down, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and lust. “You’re so beautiful, Devon,” he caressed the side of her face, “in every way.”

“Every way, huh?” she echoed softly, his words making her feel dizzy in the best way.

“Absolutely,” he ran his hands down her sides, “but I think you look best like this.”

“What, half-naked?” she couldn’t help but joke, loving the way his laugh sounded.

“Actually, I prefer you fully naked whenever possible,” he quipped back. Speaking lowly, he added, “it might be easier if I just showed you what I really meant.” He ran the tip of his tongue along the shell of her ear, biting the edge. She whimpered, her body tingling with anticipation. The heat she felt earlier in her chest was now pooling in her core. Mercifully, he took little time to take off the remainder of her clothing and positioned his head between her legs. He sucked on the skin of her inner thigh hard enough that there would definitely be a bruise later. 

“Please,” her hips jerked upwards, desperate for contact. His hands pushed them back down, keeping them in place. 

“Relax, love. I’m not going anywhere,” he placed one final kiss to her thigh before finally moving his mouth where she wanted him most. She inhaled sharply, letting out a shaky breath. Connor flattened out his tongue, slowly making one long stroke up her slit, briefly flicking at her clit before descending back down to tease her folds.

“Oh fuck,” she bit her lip, trying hard to keep herself from crying out. Her legs wrapped around his shoulders as she bucked up against his mouth. His tongue expertly traced patterns that he knew would rile her up. Lifting up his head briefly, he coated his fingers with her wetness, then slid them in her folds, his tongue moving to lightly tease her clit instead. He curled his fingers upwards in search for that spot that always made her scream. He knew he hit it when her hands flew to grip the back of his head, a choked sob escaping her lips. “Oh god, yes!” 

He continued to pump his fingers in and out at a steady pace, his tongue flicking around her clit. The dual sensation made her delirious, the coil inside her winding up even tighter, ready to snap at any moment. “Baby, I can’t- I’m- oh fuck--” she panted out, no longer able to string together cohesive sentences.

He refused to stop, eager to get his girlfriend to come. He looked up so he could watch as she fell apart. Her chest was heaving. One hand clutched the sheets for dear life while the other fondled with her breast. A light flush painted her face. She let out the most sinful noises from her kiss-swollen lips, far too gone to care about how loud she was getting. His cock twitched at the sight- it was the most beautiful thing Connor’s ever seen. Her eyes briefly locked with his before rolling back with pleasure, her body convulsing as she cried out his name over and over. 

He eased her through her climax, continuing to touch her until she jerked her hips away from overstimulation. She could taste herself as he kissed her soundly, his chin wet with his saliva and her juices. It took her a minute before she could open her eyes again. “Wow,” she sighed, her breathing still a bit uneven.

“I’m good, right?” Connor boasted, chest puffed out. Devon gave him a flat look, which would have hurt his pride more if she hadn't still been trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. He kissed her temple before retreating to the bathroom, coming back with a damp washcloth. Still sensitive, she whined softly as he placed the cloth between her legs. “I know, baby,” he soothed, trying to be as gentle as possible. He used his free hand to hold hers. “You were so good, love.” She let out a quiet ‘hm,’ her eyelids growing heavy as he took his time to clean her up.

Once he was satisfied with his work, he tossed the cloth in the waste bin. He threw a blanket over his girlfriend before getting under it himself. Instinctively, she nuzzled herself closer to his chest as he rested his chin on top of her head. Her legs tangled with his, ready to fall asleep when she felt something hard against her. Only then did she realize that her boyfriend never got a chance to get off. 

She nudged at his neck with her nose until he looked down. “Babe, what about you?”

He gave her a soft smile, “don’t worry about me.”

“But-”

“It’s late and you’re clearly too tired,” he interjected before she could argue any further. “just get some rest, baby.” With that, he pulled her against his chest once more, ready to fall asleep. 

“Fine,” her words were muffled into his shirt, “but I’m making it up to you tomorrow.”

“Can’t wait,” he mumbled, drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

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~the following day~

The group went out for lunch as promised at the local diner. The couple were sat across Abel and Jocelyn, each nursing a large mug of black coffee. 

“I hate you both,” Jocelyn sneered, shooting daggers at them through her eyebags. They at least had the decency to look guilty, genuinely feeling bad that they ruined their friend’s sleep. 

“Our bad, we got... carried away,” Connor apologized, rubbing the back of his neck. Jocelyn scoffed, choosing to sip her coffee instead of hashing out more insults. 

“You guys can try to sleep on the plane,” Devon chimed in. Jocelyn glared back at her, “...or not.”

“I told you we should’ve packed earplugs, Joss. I stayed with them for New Years. They’ve always been,” Abel cleared his throat, “vocal.” 

“You heard us?!” Connor yelped, his cheeks immediately turning red.

“Everyone heard you,” he grinned, taking pleasure at his friend's embarrassment. A small reward for being kept up all night. "I was stuck trying to convince your baby cousin that the sound coming from your room was a dying animal.” 

“Excuse you?! I do not sound like a dying animal,” Devon defended herself, crossing her arms over her chest.

“You’re right. It was more like, -ohh, -ahh, oh God, Connor...” Abel moaned out exaggeratingly, caressing his hand down his chest in mock pleasure. He banged his fists against the table, head thrashing every which way as he continued to shout a string of yes’s in a high pitched voice. 

“Okay we get it! Stop it, man. People are staring,” Connor slid his body lower into the booth, feebly trying to ignore the dirty look the waitress gave their table. 

“Awesome,” he instantly snapped back to his normal self, taking a long sip of coffee. “Remember this feeling before you decide to ruin another federal holiday.” 

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~end of side story~

Jocelyn is: tired

Abel is: amused

Connor is: locked in the bathroom on a plane as Devon gives him the best blowjob of his life embarrased

#playchoices #choices #ilw #it lives within #it lives project #it lives series #ilw fanfic #my fic #fanfic #n*fw #it lives in the woods #ilitw #ilb #it lives beneath #it lives anthology #connor green #abel flint #jocelyn wu #connor x mc #my hand was clutching at imaginary pearls as i edited this #stay tuned #next week we learn how connor and devon ruin valentines day for lincoln #jkjk #or am i🫣 #fr tho lincoln hasnt known the gang long enough to be scarred #yet #who knows what the rest of the series will bring #also can we take a moment to appreciate connor #white boi knows how to use his mouth 🤭🤭

[kalorphic]

Writing dynamics involving the mc is hard lol because there’s too many variations, so these facts are going to be mainly K/Noah with some mc sprinkled in

Also I meant to post them last night, but I got distracted by Pinterest until like 4am and then went to sleep lol whoops

#the cursed poly

[questionablespecies]

I know this fandom will sprinkle out that they’re biphobic off and on but when MTFL came y’all jumped out. Like sorry this book isn’t gonna describe your lesbian experience or reveal to the audience that you came out in middle school but uh....not everything is universal or a shared/similar experience. This isn’t your story. Sorry you’re upset that you believe that MC can’t be bi because she also likes two men or she’s not constantly jumping back and forth between men and women everyday of the week. I understand you want to be gay by default, I understand wanting to have Mason and Noah have gender options, but this is not what this story is trying to express. I get you feel raked over the coals because you feel like this is some conspiracy theory that PB is doing to push wlw to the background in an attempt to have a “straight” story, but that is not the case, as far as they have expressed. Like if y’all turn out to be right and they do the exploring sexuality poorly, then for sure go off, but in the meantime, stop invalidating people who can actually relate to this book because you don’t feel like it’s gay enough.  

#playchoices #My Two First Loves #mtfl #choices mtfl

[kidnappedbycartoons]

Bobby’s Player Route

Bobby isn’t a bad character and he is clearly the fan-favorite of the game. However, I’d be lying if I said he didn’t have the most boring route in the game. So remember that Bobby is a player theory that was floating around? I decided to give a run-through about what I think a route with that theory in place would look like.

Day One to Ten: Basically the same as the original route with the little lines sprinkled in like Lottie’s “People who joke about lying tend to lie” and “We don’t really know Bobby that well” and “He might be a player”. Except this time, it can give the MC a chance to think if this means something and when she does ask him about it after the Mean Tweets challenge, he’ll still deflect it but that just makes it worse for MC.

Day Ten: After Operation Nope, MC can sit Bobby down and basically tell him that he is to blame for all of this as well. Most of all, she gets a chance to ask him why he would even do such a thing and then ask her to participate as well. When she has Bobby in a corner, he basically hints that he was trying to break them up. MC leaves after this.

Day Eleven: When Bobby asks her how she feels about the relationship, MC can bring up his previous actions and break up with him, which leaves Bobby stunned but he walks away.

Day Thirteen: Bobby and MC have been trying to avoid each other going up to this and Bobby is clearly saddened by the consequences of his actions. I want to point out that up to this MC doesn’t know that Bobby is actively playing a game, but she has a good idea that he might have been.

Day Fourteen: Instead of MC getting a chance to wake up whoever she wants, she can run into Bobby who had woke up. She tells him that they’re leaving and it’s kind of awkward. Bobby says he’ll miss her and MC can either stay quiet, leave, or make a snide remark.

Casa Amor: Instead of the boys just saying that MC can’t trust them back at home, one of them (Whoever is the main one grafting on her) tells her that everyone watching thinks Bobby was trying to play a game. This pisses MC off and she can go talk to whoever she is closest to and let it all out. Bobby doesn’t show up in the video from Casa Amor because he realizes that he actually did have feelings for MC, he did people who considered him a friend dirty, and that the money is not worth it. The guilt hits him hard.

Day Seventeen: When the villas reunite, Bobby asks MC if they can talk and she says ok because she has some questions for him now. She asks him straight up if he was playing a game and he admits it. He then tries to tell her that he actually does have feelings for her and that he does feel bad about what he did to Noah and Hope, but she can either be understanding but distant or cold-hearted and walk away.

Day Eighteen: Bobby saves Hope as a way of apologizing to her and Noah. Priya is dropped and when MC is going to say goodbye to her, she can overhear Priya and Bobby having a discussion where Priya sarcastically wishes him luck after Bobby tries to apologize.

Day Nineteen: MC can tell Chelsea that she feels conflicted about Bobby and then Bobby finds her later and the two talk because Chelsea tells him. MC can tell him that she hates what he did and she doesn’t know if she could trust him again. Bobby understands and tells her that he’ll try to back off. Still, he can have jealous moments during the challenge this day.

Day Twenty: When Jo and Shannon are going at it and Bobby is sitting by the pool, MC can go and talk to him. He explains that he just wanted to fix the drama, slightly out of guilt about before and he can say that he doesn’t like drama. MC then asks him why he came into the villa trying to play a game and he could give a variety of different responses that aren’t that bad. Selfish, but not bad. Instead of sitting in awkward silence, MC can push him into the pool and the two have a nice chuckle.

Day Twenty-One: That night, MC doesn’t have a talk with Bobby because he doesn’t think she’ll want him to pick her at the recoupling, but there is a meaningful look.

Day Twenty-Two: Instead of Marisol being the popular choice because that didn’t make sense, it’s MC. Here, she can choose Bobby but she makes it clear that she won’t be fooled twice by him.

Day Twenty-Three to Thirty: Basically just them gaining back the trust with each other. There are some changes. Like when R!Lurik comes back, Bobby won’t be jealous but just worried because he and MC aren’t a stable couple. In this route, Bobby won’t tell MC he loves her until after the final. He also doesn’t ask her to be his girlfriend, instead, that choice is left up to the MC to ask him. Speaking of, in this route, MC and Bobby get second place. I was debating if they should win and Bobby gets the envelope, but I feel like it would make more sense for them not to in this route. 

So yeah, that’s it. I didn’t want to make it too easy and I also wanted Bobby to face some heat not just from MC but also Priya. I didn’t want to bring up Hope and Noah too much but just know that they’re indifferent towards him after they find out.

#litg #love island the game #litg bobby #bobby x mc

[cartoonish0geek]

Stop Queerbaiting!!

It's sad that we've come to acceptance that Pb will do the bare minimum to represent the queer/lgbt+ community

Like how in mtfl Ava stans are the 1% but they make all these positive posts about how Pb is doing great when Ava literally just smiles at Mc.

They constantly queerbait us with the 'oh she's gonna kiss you...SIKE' to the 'Later did I know, we were gonna talk about this next week' - only to transition to Mason and Noah AGAIN.

Look, I'm gonna make a lot of Noah stans mad because they make up the most in the fandom but it needs to be said. I'm constantly seeing posts about how Mason is super possessive and toxic and he needs to leave but none about how Noah is constantly in our face. I get it. He's the hot complex character that has a lot of story but why is he the only one?

Mason is reduced to the overprotective childhood bestfriend while Ava is the bestfriend and..nothing? How can they be our best friends when we've never had any real conversations with them but when we do, it's always about Mason??

Like even the chapter where the focus was supposed to be about Ava and Mc reconnecting and becoming best friends again - just ended up about Mason, AGAIN. And not a 'oh, I'm sorry I kissed your boyfriend' but a 'Hey, you're okay with me still dating your boyfriend even though we never kissed, right?'

Noah is the only one that actually comforts Mc, talks, and LISTENS to them. Ava is always getting mad at Mc and Mason is always getting mad at Noah.

It's really stupid.

Now, this isn't about the way they're being written because that's a seperate issue but we should stop letting Pb sprinkle in Ava looking at Mc and saying that's enough because that's not enough.

This book claims to be about exploring sexuality but if they were going for polysexuality okay, but going for a female Mc that's interested in women and waiting 30-something chapters just to HINT at it isn't cool.

Queerbaiting isn't cool.

@playchoices , get better.

#choices #pb #pixel berry #queerbaiting #mtfl #mtfl ava #mtfl mason #mtfl noah #my two first loves

[the-unconquered-queen]

I know PB’s probably gonna go the predictable route, but if they had MC’s kiss be a spin the bottle choice between Mason and Ava (think AME 3)… we’d get the relationship drama that leads up to the eventual breakup with either one plus Ava x MC route kickoff for her romancers. It even sprinkles in some Noah drama if he thinks MC likes someone else better and pulls away from her. It could potentially work for every angle.

#ppl are theorizing that it’s only gonna be with her but tbh I don’t see PB coming through with that #I could be misjudging them though - maybe they’ll surprise me #playchoices #my two first loves #choices mtfl

[liaromancewriter]

The Promise

Premise: Cassie reflects on impending motherhood.

Book: Open Heart (post series) Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 745

A/N: Submission to @choicesholidays Mother's Day; @choiceschallenge-may2023 prompt "family"

When Cassie Valentine was six, she thought her mom was a fairy queen. Bright and sparkly — especially when she wore her tiara — she sprinkled fairy dust over their beautiful home with a single wave of her hand.

At eleven, she thought Olivia Valentine was a superhero who wore beautiful gowns to parties but could karate kick would-be thieves without hesitation.

Cassie remembered exchanging a shocked look with her twin brother Max after the incident. They stared at the man screaming and cursing on the ground and then at their mom. She was calmly talking to the police in flawless Italian, her hair effortlessly styled like a movie star.

“No wonder Dad always tells us not to make Mom angry,” Max whispered in awe.

“Mom must be Wonder Woman in disguise,” Cassie murmured, eyes wide in admiration.

Of course, they never saw their mother break down into tears behind closed doors after their father picked them up from the police station in Rome.

To them, she was a woman who could pack up and move their family from one city to another within weeks. One who bought the best presents and made the small moments fun and full of laughter, whether baking cookies on a rainy day or camping in the backyard with s’mores and ghost stories.

And she always seemed to know what she and Max were feeling before they did. The woman honestly had superpowers.

The siblings might joke about their mom’s scary intuition or how often she tried to set them up with eligible candidates when they were both single. But in the end, they also knew how lucky they were.

Their social circle was shiny on the outside but hid a sordid interior where infidelity and broken marriages were common. However, their parents had never wavered in their love for each other and their family.

Cassie thought their example was why she and Max never settled for less than true love. But did that automatically translate to parenthood?

Max was already a wonderful father to Noah and now Isabelle. But would she?

Cassie reflected on motherhood while she and Ethan waited for the final ultrasound before the twins’ arrival.

“You seem lost in another world,” Ethan said, his concern breaking through her reverie.

“Do you think I would make a good mom?” Cassie asked, apprehensive despite her best efforts to control the nerves.

“Sure.”

“That’s it?” She crunched her face in annoyance. “Not exactly a ringing endorsement, babe.”

He shrugged, and Cassie wanted to hit him.

“What do you want me to say?” he sighed. “I don’t exactly have the best experience with mine to answer your question with any uncertainty.”

He twisted in his seat to face her and clasped her hand, his thumb stroking the soft skin in an absent gesture.

“I do know this with all certainty,” he said, his blue eyes gravely serious. “Whenever we have doubts, we just need to look at those around us that we admire and learn from their example. My dad, your parents. Your mom. We’re not alone, are we?”

Cassie pursed her lips as she contemplated his words. And then she laughed as a thought occurred to her.

“Who are you, and what have you done with Dr. Ethan Ramsey?” she teased. “The austere and demanding attending I met when I first arrived at Edenbrook would’ve never uttered something so profoundly emotional.”

Ethan rolled his eyes.

“He wouldn’t have done that either,” she giggled.

“He fell in love with a smart-mouthed intern who asked for private lessons and refused to take no for an answer!”

Cassie kissed his cheek sweetly. “What can I say? I learned perseverance from my mom. She’s the best and who I hope to become when I grow up.”

“Which will be when, exactly?” he shot back, one eyebrow quirked.

Cassie burst into laughter at his disgruntled tone and clutched her pregnant belly, her body shaking. She was still laughing when the ultrasound technician called her name a few minutes later.

“Ignore her,” Ethan muttered when the technician looked at him askance.

Later, Cassie was back at her desk, but her mind wasn’t on work. She stared at the latest ultrasound printout and rubbed one hand over her belly.

“I will make mistakes,” she said to her unborn children. “But I promise I’ll always love you, no matter what.”

It was the same promise her mom had made to her and Max as kids. And it was enough.

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#open heart #open heart choices #choices open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #open heart fanfics #open heart fanfiction #playchoices #choices fanfics #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #choices fanfiction #ethan ramsey x cassie valentine #short story #writers on tumblr

[toyhenoctus]

I personally think that a lot of it is due to the fact that wlw don't get much content so they'll take anything that they can get, even if it means a horrible rubbish character. I mean look at how many wlw are still reading MTFL when there is no development with Ava just because it's a female to romance... Wlw have sat through 40 odd chapters of the heteronormative content just for a sprinkle of badly written wlw content, that's how desperate that side of the community is for something to read.

That’s what I was trying to touch on a bit at the end. The good WLW content is just so scarce so like, can you really blame people for making do with what they have?

And I know I’m one of the dumbasses who’s slugging through MTFL, foolishly thinking we’d get more than MC being a little jealous of Ava giving another girl attention for two seconds. I just hope that in regards to that book, that when everything about Noah and Mason’s past is out in the open, MC can finally make an informed choice. I hope she can forgive them so they stop moping around like kicked puppies and then get over them so we can get some Ava time because if by the time we get to definitively say “I have feelings for Ava”, the book ends, I’m gonna lose my shit. I predicted that this book wasn’t gonna be worth dredging up all the painful memories of being in the closet and If I’m right and Ava doesn’t get a decent arc, I’m not gonna be disappointed; I’m gonna be pissed

#playchoices #mtfl #Anonymous

[ravenadottir]

6, 13, 18, 27 and 31 for the fic ask 👀 and I have to say, I love your blog and I was really excited about Carl's new chapter! You really made a grown woman cry over a fictional man and that's exactly what I thought it was going to happen when you posted! Looking forward to reading the next one!

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

trauma. the one thing i have to spare!

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

litg. this is the first time i write fanfiction. i wrote different things in the past, but they were original tales or stories, never fanfic. 

since then, i wrote a couple of pieces for different fandoms but never posted them. it was purely to get the rubbish out of my head so i could focus on the important stuff lol

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

this is gonna sound weird, but hey, the whole fanfic thing is about expanding the universes the way we want, right?

with that being said, a while ago i wrote a chapter gary tells the story of how he met mc, sprinkling some medieval fantasy in it. that gave me the unfortunate idea of starting something called “love tournament”, which it’s very medieval and very character motivated.

the islanders are competitors in a tournament to win the princess’ hand and they’re all different creatures. this all happens in a made up place, by the way. they get with each other right away but there’s jealousy, duels, spells, fist fights, arrow and bow! it’s a mess! and by far, the wildest fic to ever come out of my head.

i never finished this one because i got preoccupied with others and it’s been months since i last opened the document :/ maybe is for the best, though! it was getting intense.

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

i can’t decide on one if i’m honest! i’ve received so many amazing comments, either talking about the idea or the execution, and i can honestly say my favorite type it’s when people tell you how they felt when they read it.

whether they were angry, upset, happy, crying. it’s good to know where our writing is hitting the most! an anon i received here telling me how they actually walked out of the room, because of a plot point, really stuck with me and i think about that ask a lot.

with that being said, @lookingforsomethingcuzimbored always leaves wholesome comments that make me tear up! this human is always so uplifting and supportive and i can’t with her!

not taking away from the others, it’s just that she’s there in every update and it really makes my day every time!

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

too many, most of them are supporting characters like siblings, friends or parents.

however i am working on three mc’s for two boys and a girl, on fics to come.

one of them is named sophia. she’s honestly the person i envisioned once i started writing for noah, and that was my mc’s name in the game. which was insane to see that @therealityofthematteris also had a sophia, for noah, that had the same aesthetic.

it goes to prove noah doesn’t have a full developed arc, but he does have his personality and goals down!

i’m excited about this first mc i’m writing. so far, it has been really productive! not gonna give too much away though. her charater’s sheet will be coming right after chapter 1.

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thanks for the ask anon!

also, i’m so happy you liked carl’s chapter! i don’t know if it was worth 6 months of waiting, but things are back on track now! don’t take this the wrong way but i’m glad you cried! cause i did too when i was writing it lol

#fic asks #anon

[reluctantchoiceuser]

Lmao, why was MC just watching Mason and Ava makeout???? 

Jokes aside, this chapter was pretty unrealistic from the way our people ditched to the length of this lunch period to the fact that Ava didn’t ask MC to walk with/ join her when she went to the bathroom.

Not sure where this takes place, but in some parts of the United States, some seniors/ upperclassmen can actually go off campus during lunch with a parent’s permission.  Now that I think about it, is this an open campus? If not, all the gates would be locked at all times during class session, and the only way out would be through the front office/ some other obscure way (hopping the fence would be a dead give away that you’re ditching, PB).  You would also have more than one security patrolling during lunch in addition to an on campus officer (again depending on the school’s location).  If MC and Noah are getting “busted”, the dean of students would see them, not the principal.  Ditching ain’t that deep folks, unless MC’s a repeat offender. 

You know what, maybe this was all PB’s intention, judging by the lack of an athletic trainer last chapter at this whack ass school.  This school is underfunded, even tho rich ass alumni gifted them a garden, # my bad.

Also, MC is a really bad friend/ not bright judging by these options we have. There are other inaccuracies sprinkled in, but I’m not going to waste anyone’s time.

#my two first loves #my first two loves #my two first loves choices #my first two loves choices #choices mtfl #mtfl choices #pixelberry studios #pixelberry #I need to get on PB's level #weLl areN't you ThE SmarT OnE #logic who are they? #PB's making it hard to like this book

[lahuertas]

if you haven't done them yet, how about your ilitw mc for the ask meme? -sol

GET TO KNOW MY MC’S ASK MEME.   /   DEVON LOWERY.

how tall are they?

5'5". she’s taller than ava & lily, but shorter than the rest of the group. though i headcanon that andy’s probably only an inch taller than her. devon likes to say it makes them the perfect pair because neither of them has to stretch or bend down to kiss the other. 

how do they tend to dress?

I would describe devon’s style as being fairly ‘edgy’. black, red and grey are definitely her go-to colours to wear, and she generally steers clear of lighter pastel shades. a typical outfit for her would consist of a band tee and denim shorts, paired with chunky heeled ankle boots or doc martens and finally either a leather jacket or a flannel over the top (or tied around her waist) to complete the look. she also has a simple plain black choker which she wears with most outfits.

do they like how they look?

she’s definitely comfortable with how she looks, though I don’t know if she’d go so far to say she likes it.

are they an only child or do they have any siblings?

she’s an only child. she attributes her fierce independence to a combination of this and the fact that her parents travel a lot; as such, she had to learn to fend for herself from a pretty young age. of course, she considered jane to be a sister to her when she was alive. 

are they a morning person or night owl?

she’s a night owl. any attempt to go to bed at a reasonable time is inevitably thwarted by hours of scrolling through pictagram and reddit.

are they a cat person or a dog person?

both! despite hilda not technically belonging to her, devon definitely treats her as her own pet, even after cid comes home and she reluctantly has to give her back. also in my playthrough, she adopted the kitten that her, ava and lucas found in the dumpster. she’s named bandit and devon pampers the heck out of her.

got any favourite foods?

she loves spicy food! if it’s got a kick to it, she probably likes it. besides that, some of her favourite dishes include chicken enchiladas (with a mountain of cheese on top), yakisoba and tuna melt paninis. dessert wise, nothing can top a warm chocolate brownie with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on top for her.

how about favourite drinks?

she loves strawberry lemonade!

what are their favourite movies/tv shows?

a gal after my own heart, she loves teen wolf. her absolute fave show though is for sure santa clarita diet; she loves the perfect balance it maintains between being a hilarious comedy with a few heartfelt moments sprinkled in and pure, horrific gore. ava is totally on board with her on this, stacey and lily most certainly are not.  her favourite movie is probably true romance - she has a huge crush on christian slater in it.

do they have any hidden talents?

she did karate for a few years as a kid, something which definitely came in handy when dealing with redfield’s monsters.

do they believe in love at first sight?

she’s fairly indifferent to the concept.

who is their love interest?

andy kang. though you can bet your ass it’d be dan if her was an option

what are they afraid of?

after the gym incident, spiders are definitely up there for her.

what are their guilty pleasures?

obsessively playing video games.

what was their dream job as a kid? is it still their dream?

as a kid she wanted to be a badass warrior space princess. she’s still keeping her fingers crossed.

have they ever broken a bone?

several. she was an extremely adventurous kid, always climbing things she shouldn’t and jumping down from high places. that all stopped after jane died.

have they ever been in trouble with the law?

no, she hasn’t. though she jokes that if she did get in trouble, ava’s dad likes her so much that he’d let her off.

+ three other random facts about them!

- as mentioned above, she’s hugely into video games. - she’s an exceptionally good cook. in a happier au, I imagine her and noah would cook meals for the gang together. - and finally, she has a small, minimalist tattoo of a paper aeroplane behind her left ear, which she got the day after her eighteenth birthday.

#one of my absolute fave mc's - i love her!! #*anonymous #*answered #*about my mcs #greensconnor

[pixelburied]

Pizza Night (a Lucas x f!MC short fic)

Summary: Everyone survived, I sacrificed Noah and my MC is dating Lucas Thomas in my favorite ILITW play-through. This takes place after ILITW MC takes Tom and ILB MC to meet Noah in the woods. ILITW MC confesses that they have not told anyone about what they’ve been doing - meeting Noah secretly. They also say that they have plans to meet the gang for pizza that night, so this fic is about Lucas picking MC up to go to that dinner together. How are things going between them? Is MC ready to confess to Lucas about trying to save Noah?

“Come on, Denise. We’re going to be late,” Lucas leaned casually against her bedroom door frame as he watched her get ready. They were supposed to meet their friends at Pizza Mega by six. It was now half an hour past and she had just began untangling the knots in her hair, proof that she had her hoodie on too long.

Lucas had already finished the cup of coffee her parents offered him by the time she strolled in to the living room, disheveled and mud stained from her little trip to the woods with Tom and his new friend.

She gave Lucas a halfhearted excuse for being late before running up to her room to get dressed. She hadn’t told him yet… about Noah. How could she? After all that happened, she doesn’t know how to even broach the subject.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry,” She looked back at him with what she hoped were apologetic puppy dog eyes.

“It’s fine. Take your time,” He tossed her a wink and her heart skipped a beat.

They had been dating for three years now. But every time they were together, it still felt like it was the first day of senior year – she’s a friendless loser on the bleachers watching the class president welcome everyone back, love-struck by all his six-foot suave and cool hair.

Despite all the terror and heartbreak that year brought them, she was eternally grateful that it also gave her Lucas.

“What?” Lucas gave her a sly smile and raised an eyebrow.

She realized she’d been staring for a while now and got back to wrestling her hair furiously into place in front of the mirror.

“Stupid hair,” she muttered. “I knew I shouldn’t have cut it so short.”

Lucas chuckled softly and came up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed the crown of her head. “I think you look good.”

She leaned back into his embrace and took a deep breath.

She liked the way he smelled – like a cup of coffee with a sprinkle of cinnamon, warm and rich with just a hint of spice. It reminded her of rainy days sitting on the front porch together while they talked about going to college and what they wanted to do with their lives.

She pulled his arms closer around her to savor his warmth. They may be studying in different colleges, miles apart, but she can never forget the way he felt.

He felt like home.

“You really think I look good?” she raised an eyebrow.

He knew she was fishing for compliments. He laughed and spun her around to face him. “You look…” He smiled warmly at her and touched his forehead to hers. “Incredible.”

“You always do,” he said in a quiet whisper. And he meant it.

Three years together and he could still see the same fire in her eyes that he saw back when they were chasing monsters and fighting for their lives. He still loved the way she carried herself with quiet strength and how, even at his lowest, she always stood by his side.

“Lucas…” She looked up at him through her lashes. “Can I kiss you?”

It was an inside joke, a habit carried over from their first kiss during one of their high school classmate’s parties. He had snuck into the private study of Britney’s dad when she caught him. She had asked the same question she was asking now and he will forever thank his lucky stars that she did. For all the popularity that being class president had afforded him, he never had the guts to make the first move.

“You don’t have to ask that every time you know,” he started to laugh but she cut him off with her mouth on his.

She stood on her toes to reach him, one of her hands in his hair and the other tugged at his shirt to pull him closer to her.

He grabbed her by the waist to deepen the kiss and accidentally pushed them both back towards her dresser, knocking down a bottle of something that clattered loudly on the floor.

When they pulled apart, his glasses were askew and her hair was a mess. They were both flushed and struggled to catch their breath. Lucas smiled at her with adoration as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“We should really probably get going,” Lucas said, still smiling.

Denise tried to pat down the strands sticking up from her head. “So much for trying to fix my hair,” she groaned.

“Well, I think you look perfect.” He took her hand in his and kissed it. She pretended to give an exasperated sigh but couldn’t help but smile.

Lucas drove them to dinner while she regaled him with tales of her latest shenanigans at school. She loved to make him laugh and he loved listening to her talk.

But upon passing the woods, she stopped and looked out the window as if searching.

“Something wrong?” He had noticed that Denise had been a little bit dazed lately, like her mind was somewhere else. He didn’t push her to open up. Instead, he would hold her hand and let her know that he was there – whatever she needed.

He figured she had started getting nightmares again.

He used to get the same nightmares as her, especially when they were separated by school. They would call each other when one of them couldn’t sleep and kept the line open. They liked to pretend they were holding each other close in the same bed and not sleeping a thousand miles apart.

“It’s nothing,” she assured him. “I’m okay.”

She didn’t like lying to him. All their years together and she never kept anything important from him. She trusted him with her life, so it only made sense that she would trust him with her secrets.

But this one was different.

If he knew what she was doing – sneaking into the woods whenever she could, doing everything she can to keep Noah... alive, in a way – what would he say? Her stomach twisted at the thought of how he might take it.

They arrived at Pizza Mega where their friends greeted them at the door with warm hugs and wide smiles. They were once again complete.

Mostly.

Telling Lucas would have to wait, Denise decided.

Lucas offered her his hand as he held on to the door with the other. Denise threw one last lingering look towards the woods, took his hand, and stepped inside.

#playchoices #it lives in the woods #it lives beneath #ilitw mc #lucas thomas #lucas x mc #pixelberry