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hello loves, it’s me again~
it’s been quite awhile, but i’ve decided to revamp my AU, Medically Inevitable. this time around, i’ll be posting it on a couple of platforms such as Wattpad, AO3 and Tumblr of course.
For this time, I’ll be creating a new multi-fandom blog under the handle @moodymelady. I’ll most likely be deleting this blog, and @medicallyinevitable as well.
I won’t be active much, or doing taglists of any sort this time around. Purely just posting the chapters!
You can find me on Instagram, AO3, Wattpad and here at @moodymelady! I’m mostly active on Instagram <3
xoxo,
Diu
I hit 300 followers!!!! I've said this soooooooo many times but you guys mean THE WORLD to me!!!! Every like, comment & reblog of my art means so much to me so thank you!!!!! Anyway, I've decided to do a giveaway to celebrate!
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You need to be following me. New followers are welcome!
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I’m gonna close this on Wednesday 2nd June and will use a generator to pick three winners!
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Hello everyone, this is @drariellevalentine here. You might be wondering what this post is about, and especially if you’re not on my taglist, but please read the whole post before. If you’ve read my latest fic, you’ll know that this post is the reason of my unannounced semi-hiatus. Some of y’all might know of the current drama going on regarding @nikki-2406 aka @arnikki-2406’s allegedly hacked social media accounts. If you don’t know, don’t worry, I will explain everything in the upcoming lines. This may come as a surprise to you all, but there is much more to this problem than what meets the eye, and since it has gone public, it is only fair everyone understands what is going on here. And since I play a vital role in it, I would like to clear up everything that has been going on.
Hello everyone, this is @drariellevalentine here. You might be wondering what this post is about, and especially if you’re not on my taglist, but please read the whole post before. If you’ve read my latest fic, you’ll know that this post is the reason of my unannounced semi-hiatus. Some of y’all might know of the current drama going on regarding @nikki-2406 aka @arnikki-2406’s allegedly hacked social media accounts. If you don’t know, don’t worry, I will explain everything in the upcoming lines. This may come as a surprise to you all, but there is much more to this problem than what meets the eye, and since it has gone public, it is only fair everyone understands what is going on here. And since I play a vital role in it, I would like to clear up everything that has been going on.
Hello everyone, this is @drariellevalentine here. You might be wondering what this post is about, and especially if you’re not on my taglist, but please read the whole post before. If you’ve read my latest fic, you’ll know that this post is the reason of my unannounced semi-hiatus. Some of y’all might know of the current drama going on regarding @nikki-2406 aka @arnikki-2406’s allegedly hacked social media accounts. If you don’t know, don’t worry, I will explain everything in the upcoming lines. This may come as a surprise to you all, but there is much more to this problem than what meets the eye, and since it has gone public, it is only fair everyone understands what is going on here. And since I play a vital role in it, I would like to clear up everything that has been going on.
As I mentioned above, this is a very important announcement so before I delve into this post, I would like to establish a few things.
The post is solely for the purpose of clearing the controversy that has been going on. It is not my intention to spread hatred or lies across, not cause hurt to anyone.
Nor is it to create a spotlight or to seek attention.
I ask everyone to please not send any hate to the people that support or have been associated with this problem. This post is purely my point of view regarding the problems going on.
And lastly, this is something that is immensely personal to me, something I’ve been debating and struggling with for months, so please refrain from rude comments.
Now that that’s been cleared up, it’s time for me to move on to the main point. In order to understand the whole problem, I’ll have to start from the very beginning, which is the beginning of my friendship with @arnikki-2406.
It started as any other friendship, she had commented on one of my au chapters, and it was a really sweet comment so I reached out to her and thanked her. We slowly started talking, and within two weeks we became extremely close. And then we had grown even more close to the point we shared extremely personal things with each other, and had created a Discord account, making it easier for us to text.
This went on for almost a month when suddenly she came to me with an au idea, which is now THAB, and I offered my help to her, and promised I would show a few tips and tricks I’ve learned.
She enlisted my help in finding a collab partner, and once that was settled, we got to know each other as we brainstormed.
After a few days, all the details were fixed and they had started writing, and I created a moodboard and helped them edit as I promised.
Then after the prologue and Chapter 1 was posted, unfortunately our collab partner let us know that they wouldn’t be able to write for around 3 weeks, reason being university exams.
So @arnikki-2406 said that I was to help her write, because our collab partner was unavailable. I didn’t take it much into account then, but the way she asked, I wouldn’t call it asking but anyways, it was like she was demanding. So of course I said yes, and presumed to help her write and brainstorm.
Nikki is a very spontaneous person, she comes up with great ideas but sometimes she takes them too far, creating confusion in regard to the plot line, especially when only two chapters are released. But whenever I would tell her, she would brush it off like it was nothing. And I decided that it was originally her au, her idea, so I left it not wanting to create any problems. So after our collab partner, let’s call them A because I don’t want to unnecessarily use their name, finished their exams, we started brainstorming and writing for chapter 2. At this point, Nikki had practically forgotten I was there to help and started giving me scenes to write, and I couldn’t refuse so I just went along with it.
Unfortunately after chapter 2 had been posted, unforeseen complications arose and A had to stop writing for another few months as university was demanding. Both of us were a bit rritated because they had said they would be able to at the beginning after giving them all the information but it wasn’t their fault so I let it slide. But unfortunately Nikki wasn’t happy with that and she was consistently telling me about this problem. Whenever I would tell her that we can’t do anything if we just keep talking about how it wasn’t unfair to us, and we should see what we could do next, she would guilt-trip me saying that if this same thing happened to my au would I be okay with it. She was starting to get a bit aggressive and I barely recognised her, and not liking that, I said I would talk to A for her and work out a decision. She finally agreed and after discussing as a whole later on, we decided we would add more members to the team. Meanwhile, only Nikki and I were working on the au, and she kept saying that I was barely active, and needed to be active more, which I didn’t find fair when she wasn’t half of the morning. I finally confronted her, and she apologised and said she would keep that in mind next time, and try not to be demanding.
Finally, Nikki had found some candidates, and we got to know each other. But due to different time zones and them not being able to contribute as much as Nikki expected, we decided it wasn’t going to work out. So it was back to us two again, with A helping us with the storyline of the au.
Not to mention in the middle of all of this, Nikki was dealing with some personal problems on her own, which caused the announcement of the indefinite hiatus. Before this we had also announced one more hiatus, which was caused by a misunderstanding between Nikki and I, and she had reacted on a whim on emotions and acted harshly. To be honest, that hurt and was upsetting since I had thought we’d gained a level of trust and that she would have thought twice before reacting.
So after a month, she remained a bit distant until her problems had gotten solved, and had returned to her normal self. Then, she started talking to me and A, and after a long discussion, we came to a decision hat A would be leaving the collab, and Nikki and I would be continuing it. At this point, I was afraid to back out of the collab because I’ve seen firsthand how harsh she reacts, which results into guilt tripping, but in reality, I had had enough. Our relationship was much too rocky, and started to become toxic. When I tried to talk to her about how she shouldn’t be so untrustful or insecure, she would immediately give excuses or again make me feel guilty. I understand that many people face insecurity and have trust issues, so do I, but she couldn’t trust me no matter what I did, and I felt I had to prove my trust to her.
Around November, i was going through a rough patch, and wasn’t active much, and she was also aware, and she would tell me that she was always here if I needed to talk. But whenever I would try to explain, she’d automatically change the spotlight onto her, telling me so and so happened today. And I had gotten too tired of it so I lashed out at her, I’m not proud of it but I didn’t know what to do at that time. She had apologised profusely and said that she’d give me time, and I said alright. But the next day, and after that she kept texting me.
A while ago, I had clicked with some people from the fandom and we had created this close knit bond, to the level I consider them my older sisters, and I don’t know what I would’ve done without them, ily so so much, you know who u are. This made me realise the status of my and Nikki’s friendship and I knew it wasn’t good. But ofc I kept quiet and didn’t tell anyone. Then a few days later, Nikki texted me that we would start working on the au from tom, and I knew I had to end it then and there. I couldn’t keep going on with it, so I turned to my friends, and spilled everything that had happened since. They helped me and supported all my decisions on how I dealt with it, offering me advice whenever I needed it.
So I blocked her from all of my accounts, and she had thought I’d disappeared and texted one of my friends asking about me. She had told her that I wasn’t comfortable talking to her, and to respect my wishes and leave her alone. After she had seen the text, she tried contacting some of my other close friends and then me. I replied a few times but then stopped as they were too hurtful. I had blocked her from multiple accounts since November. She stopped around February, right before she had announced that all her social media accounts were hacked.
Now, onto how I know that her social accounts cannot possibly be hacked.
1.Nikki has a certain style of speaking and texting, one that is easily distinguishable and hard to replicate,
2. She had texted me on a separate account saying that any messages sent after Dec. 17 were not her, as her accounts had been hacked. So I went through the text history, and saw that there was no way it wasn’t her since the topics that she hurtfully referenced were topics only she could know of, unless she told someone.
3. She had mentioned that she didn’t realise until now that her accounts were hacked because all the previous texts were deleted. But in Tumblr, where she specified that most of the damage he been done, there is no way to erase previous texts.
4. When I had heard her out, her story had way too many holes, and it didn’t line up at all.
So, in conclusion, there is no other explanation other then she is lying about her accounts being hacked, but till now I still don’t understand the need to lie.
For everyone who has read patiently till this paragraph, thank you so much for hearing me out, as I specified earlier this post was purely to inform everyone, and clear all speculations. I understand this may come across as unbelievable to many of you, and I get it, I’m not saying that only I am right, I just felt like I should’ve shared my experience with everyone .This is something that is very personal to me, and something I’ve struggled with across the course of months. It took a lot of time for me to be able to post this publicly, so please be courteous, that’s all I ask.
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Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende)
Word count: 1K
Premise: Ethan should have known better than to take dancing lessons with his vivacious girlfriend. Set in Book 3.
Author’s Note: I always thought it was hilarious Ethan took flamenco classes with Harper. So here is his attempt to take another dance class, this time with his new partner. What the hell was he thinking? LOL. Thank you @aestheticartsx for pre-reading!
Michelle stands in the middle of the dance studio, utterly dumbfounded. The emotion is a rare one for dance class, particularly with the upbeat, enchanting notes of a Spanish song playing around them.
Yet, she stares at the couple before her, unable to decide who is more attractive. There is the man, unfairly tall and classically handsome, with striking blue eyes that could destroy even the strongest of convictions. Then, at his side, is his beautiful companion, sparkling eyes and an even brighter smile— charm dripping from every sensual, confident sway of her hips.
They are devastatingly attractive on their own. As a couple the effect is such that Michelle feels her brain malfunctioning.
And a special thank you to @akshara16 for pre-reading this chapter💞
Arielle’s PoV:-
You’re reading your 18th, well actually what seems like the 100th text book when someone knocks on your bedroom door. You answer with a more irritated tone then you meant.
"Hey, you okay?" The door opens to reveal Sienna with two mugs in her hands.
"Yeah...”, you try to smile but even you know it doesn't quite reach your eyes.
"You don't seem okay though," Sienna says as she comes inside and hands you a mug. You look inside the mug to see what's in it. "I made us some hot chocolate."
You smile, accepting your cup with a genuine thank you as you move, making space for Sienna to sit.
"So what is it?" Sienna asks sitting beside you.
You shake your head, just thinking about the case makes your head spin. "Just a patient’s case. I’ve been running test after test but every result was negative.", you sigh, "and the patient happens to be a major asshole to say the least.", You smile sadly.
"Is it the P. I. T. A?" She asks.
"P. I. T. A?"
"Pain in the ass," she laughs, so do I.
"Oh yeah… Danny mentioned that earlier. That name fits him perfectly!" I respond laughing.
"So what do you think he has?"
"I don't know anymore," you sigh again, "I ran almost as many tests as possible."
"I'm not any expert but maybe if the two of us try to find it, it'll be easier?"
You look at her a bit surprised, "You'll spend your free time diagnosing my patient?"
She smiles at me, "Of course. That's what friends are for right? To help you."
You look at her with a grateful smile. "Thank you."
"You can thank me with strawberry glazed doughnuts once we're finished with this.”, she replies with a silly wink.
"Deal."
You spent the next thirty minutes discussing the symptoms as you catch her up with the diseases you've managed to ruled out.
In between, you notice Sienna acting a bit weird. But whenever you try to bring it up, she deflects your question so you decide not to press further.
Another half an hour goes by with Sienna’s weird antics and you decide you’ve had enough. You close your book and turn towards Sienna. She tries to act like she doesn’t notice you looking at her but eventually she looks up.
"What is it, Sienna? I can tell you want to ask me something but you’re not.”, you say.
"Uh-what?" she asks nervously, her eyes darting around everywhere but you.
"I don't know what you’re talking about."
"Don't lie, Si!," you narrow your eyes.
But she doesn’t budge. You keep asking her until she finally accepts.
“Come on Si, no secrets between us right?”
"Okay fine!... you’re hiding something, Ari,", shesays catching you off guard.
"I-Me? I'm not hiding anything," you try to laugh it off.
Now it's her turn to narrow her eyes. "You are! See, you’re behaving really weird."
"I'm not behaving weird," you oppose.
"You are. And don't you dare deny it again.”, she says in a serious tone.
"You can talk to me, you know that right?” Her voice changes to the caring and concerned tone reserved for her closest friends.
You ponder for a minute, whether or not to tell her. You’ve shared so many secrets with Sienna before, you know she's your best friend and that you trust her completely.
Before you know it, you start blurting out everything. From how Dr. Ramsey assigned you the case, to how he wouldn’t reassign him to someone else, and then your confrontation which was probably the most idiotic thing you could have done. Then how you both shouted at each other, you completely blanking out at the fact that he was your supervisor and could pull you from the program the next second if he wished, and how that lead to triggering a panic attack, then lastly…
“I don’t know how, our faces were mere inches apart, breathing ragged, and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing-“ You throw your hands up, cutting yourself off as you jump up and pace around the room.
“I mean I could have kissed him for God’s sake! What was I even thinking?! If it weren’t for my pager I don’t know what I would’ve done…”
“Woah, calm down Arielle. You need a break.” She makes you sit down and drink a glass of water, waiting until you’ve calmed down a bit.
“Now, tell me what else happened.”
“What?! Nothing else happened!” How Sienna knows you so well eludes you, nonetheless you try to hide it.
“Something else happened, or else you wouldn’t be spiraling this much. I know you Ari, you always have a cool head under any circumstance.”
You sigh, knowing there’s no use in hiding it. “Well I did see something…”
“Go on.”, she says urging you,
“Well it all started after the whole almost kiss thing, my brain was like scrambled eggs and my shift had already ended so I took my car and drove around until I realised I had no idea where I was, and to top that disaster off I was starving…”
———————A few hours before———————
“Ugh, I think I drove all the way to the other side of town. And I’ll have to drive all the way back to the apartment and then start research for Nigel’s treatment again. And I’m hungry because instead of eating lunch, I decided to unleash my wrath of Dr. Terminator. Ohh, can this day get any worse-“ In the midst of your little blabbering session, you spot a classy French cafe across the street.
“Well at least a day this bad always has room for improvement, and right now I’m starving.”, you park your car and head inside.
The smell of roasted coffee and baked buttery goods hits your senses the moment you enter the cafe. The serenity is a nice change of pace compared to always busy and bustling Edenbrook, dimly lighted and decorated with beautiful vintage items.
“At least I won’t bump into anyone here that I know.”, you think as you stand in the queue.
You decide to order a vanilla frappe with drizzled salted caramel and go for a regular chocolate doughnut to satisfy your sweet tooth. After the barista brings your order, you move towards a nice secluded corner and sit down at the table.
You slowly finish your doughnut and coffee, savouring the taste as you gaze out the French style window. You’re about to dispose of your trash when a familiar sweater shirt catches your eye.
“No way…” As you hide your face with a medical journal which you randomly fished out of your purse, you peek over the top to see Dr. Ramsey sitting across…
“Is that Dr. Emery?”, your mind recalls the time when you saw them in a patient’s room, quite cozy with each other. And now they sit a few tables away from you, talking as her hand is over his. You pretend to read your journal as you watch both of the doctors get up and throw away the remains. You follow pursuit and slowly exit the cafe making sure they don’t notice. You stand at the side of your car door and watch as they both edge closer and closer, her hand now on his jaw. Their faces are barely an inch apart now, as he leans in to close the distance.
“That’s- I can’t-“
Not being able to look at them, you get in your car, slamming the door and speed away as fast as you possibly can, ignoring the tears that brim in your eyes.
————————end of flashback———————
”Oh Arielle…..I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright.”, you assure her when pretty much everything going on in your life is anything but alright. She gives you a look.
“I- okay well there’s nothing I can do about it, and it’s not like anything would have happened, it was merely a stupid crush.”, you reply wondering whether you’re trying to convince Sienna or yourself. A long but comfortable silence passes, you both just sit and immerse in everything you’ve just blurted out.
"How are things between you and Wayne?", you say desperate for a topic change.
"It's as usual I guess?" she says now as gloomy as me. "We haven't had a proper conversation in a while."
You try to comfort your best friend as you mentally curse the idiot.
"He's an idiot, Si, " you tell her. "If he can't value you, he's not worth it Si."
"He was not always this way you know... We've had happy days. But ever since I started my residency he became... distant."
You put your hand on top of hers in a comforting manner and give her an understanding smile.
"You can always talk to me about it, Si. You know that right?"
She nods and shoots me a smile, a sad one, nonetheless a smile. That’s a slight improvement.
We talk about our messes of relationships for a bit more before Sienna decides we had enough gloom and doom and it was time to make some happy memories.
“Okay, what did you have in mind?”, you ask.
A grin forms on her face as she tucks her knees in and speaks, "Why did the Dalmatian go to the eye doctor?"
“Medical joke hmm?” She nods and nudges me to try to answer. After thinking for a moment, I shrug.
"Because he kept seeing spots.", she says following with a fit of laughter. The joke isn’t even that funny but even you end up laughing your heart out. That's the thing with best friends, everything becomes a thousand times better when they’re by your side.
"Oh-" Sienna tries to say recovering from her previous laughter session, "There's another one."
"What did one tonsil say to the other tonsil?"
"Umm...What?" you ask when you fail to find an answer.
"Get dressed up, the doctor is taking us out!" We both break into another fit of laughter, laughing till tears form in the corner of your eyes.
You wipe tears from your eyes, still smiling broadly.
Your own reflection catches your eye in the mirror. Your balayage hair is now slowly falling out from the messy bun you tied up before, your eyes now have bags in addition to your dark circles and lastly you look like a zombie with your smeared makeup.
“I look like a hot mess.”
Sienna laughs. “Well I have a night shift today so I’ll look worse than you after it.
You join her in another wave of laughter until Sienna’s phone goes off from her room.
You watch her as her eyes light up and then morph into worry as she looks at herself. You give her a look.
“Oh uh… Danny said that he would give me a lift to my shift and stop by to get coffee.”, she shouts as she rushes into her room. You chuckle watching her frantically trying to make herself presentable as she grabs her bag and heads downstairs.
“Bye Si! I’ll see you later-“ She’s already run off. With a smile, you head towards your room for a bath, dinner and then a date with more textbooks.
Authors’ Note:- Hey everyone, Chapter 14 of Medically Inevitable is finally out! We know that the release was scheduled much much earlier but life happens unfortunately and it took us quite a long time but from now on, our regular schedule will continue again!
Anyways, let us know if you enjoyed this chapter and your predictions of what will happen next! Are Harper and Ethan really a couple? And if they are, why did Ethan almost kiss Arielle? And what’s happening with Danny and Sienna? As always, it means a lot to us if you comment and reblog and have a great day/night everyone!
A short drabble for my beautiful big sister @akshara16’s birthday!
Author’s Note:- I’ve used her oc in this fic, so here’s to hoping I’ve done her oc justice!
Also, I don’t have a taglist for Ian x MC so I’ve used my regular taglist, sorry about that!
Prompt:- “I know how it feels to be loved because of you.”
Pairing:- Ian Kingsley x F!OC (Akshara Hughes)
General PoV:-
Akshara stands in the midst of the kitchen, balancing a bowl and whisk on her hip as she preheats the oven to the correct temperature, all while listening to one of her recorded lectures.
Ian’s parents are coming home for dinner, and not to mention for the very first time since they moved in with each other. So of course that would leave her a frantic mess.
Opening the front door of the apartment with his key, ian steps inside to find his girlfriend, and the love of his life, in a spur around the cluttered kitchen and a basting brush stuck into the top of her messy bun.
“Now, where did I keep that basting brush… I swear I just kept it here.”, she tells herself.
“She hasn’t even noticed the door opening…”, he says chuckling.
Ian’s PoV:-
You quickly drop your bag on the sofa, and loop your arms around her waist, making her shriek in surprise as she swivels around.
“Ian! Oh my god, you practically gave me a heart attack! What were you even thinking, I almost dropped the chocolate mousse! Your parents will be here any minute and”-
But before she can continue rambling, you cut her off with a kiss. After a few heated minutes, she breaks the kiss as she takes a breath.
“...i was rambling, wasn’t I?”, she asks with a sheepish smile.
“One of the many things I love about you.”, you reply with a smile.
“Okay, I got distracted, now time to continue, I still have so much to do.”
You pull the brush out of her hair and hand it to her, “Ian, what are you doing-“
“I believe you were looking for this.”, you reply with a grin.
“Oh, silly me. I should stop sticking all my pencils in my hair.”, she replies with a smile. With that, she continues to prep and cook.
You go into your bedroom, and after a quick shower and change of clothes you back into the kitchen to see Akshara, but instead of her calm and cool demeanour, it’s like she’s in a frenzy, pacing all over the kitchen, her attention divided by a million little trifles.
“Akshara, come here for a second.”
“Not now, Ian. I still haven’t put the fish into the oven, let me just do that.”
You sigh. “This is hopeless.”, you mutter to yourself.
With long strides, you enter the kitchen and sweep her off her feet, just as she takes off her oven mitts.
“Ian! Now isn’t the time!”, she tries to protest but to no avail.
You carry her to the sofa and sit her down. She crosses her arms and huffs, an adorable pout across her face.
“Now that I finally have your attention, would you like to tell me what’s wrong?”
Akshara’s PoV:-
You avoid his concerned gaze as you debate whether or not to tell him.
“I’m not letting you go until you tell me what’s wrong.”, he says with a determined tone.
“...fine.” You sigh, knowing there’s no way to get out of this.
“Well?...”
“It’s just, well… I’m scared.”, you reply meekly, not being able to meet his eyes.
His eyes show concern as he carefully prods for an explanation.
“I mean, your parents may not approve of our relationship, or they might think that you deserve better, or they may not even like me and then you might not want to be with me-“, you ramble on as tears threaten to spill from your eyes until ian stops you.
“Hey, hey, hey. Calm down for a second, okay.”
He pulls you into his arms, letting you seek refuge and peace for a few minutes.
Once you’ve calmed down he pushes you back, lifting your chin so your tear glazed eyes meet his and wipes the stray tears from your cheek.
“You have nothing to be scared of, alright? My parents are going to love you, just like I do. Now why are you so scared?”, he asks.
“Because you’ve told me how much your parents mean to you. And if they don’t approve of our relationship… I’m afraid you might leave me.”
Tears stream freely down your cheeks, vision blurred.
His eyes flash with surprise as he speaks. “Of course not, I love you too much to do that. Oh don’t cry, love…”
“I’m sorry for being so insecure, you must think I’m a child who-“
“Shh… that’s not it at all. You want to know what I think about you? I think you’re the most strongest, most independent, and most intelligent woman I’ve ever met. Someone like you who’s faced hardships and heartbreaks that no one should have to go through, should be rude or jealous of others. But you, you are the most kind, caring and sweetest person I’ve ever gotten to you and that is a gift that nothing could ever replace.”, he says with utmost care, cupping your tear streaked cheeks.
“...people say that I should be lucky, I have money, fame, popularity, a full scholarship to the law university i dream of going to, but all I’ve ever wanted was to be loved by someone. To experience love as it is in movies and novels. I’ve longed for that for so long but I’ve never gotten to experience true love… until now. I know how it feels to be loved because of you, Ian. And I’ll never forget that.”, you reply with the most genuine smile you’ve ever smiled.
General PoV:-
The two lovers share a kiss as tears roll down each of their faces, but this one is different then all the ones they’ve ever shared. Instead of passion and lust, there’s love and tenderness and longing, and neither of them would want anything more than that.
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Author’s Note:- I know I haven’t posted anything in so long and there are reasons which I will explain in an upcoming post!
Anyways, a very merry happy birthday to @akshara16! akku I hope this fic was to your liking and I hope I did your oc justice!
Book: Post Open Heart: Third Year
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure), Ethan Ramsey x OC (Camila Ellington)
Word Count: 1243
Rating: G
Category: angst
Trope(s):
Summary: She has every intention of rekindling her relationship with Ethan Ramsey, but is faced with a heartbreaking discovering. Her lost love, is engaged.
No Warnings
A/N: I have nothing to say, other than it’s inspired by Taylor Swift’s song “Champagne Problems”… also thank you @gryffindordaughterofathena for rereading this for me, you’re the best and I love you.
It’s been years since she’d stepped foot in Massachusetts, let alone Boston. She had almost forgotten how hectic it could be. It was nowhere near the level of chaos that erupted daily in New York, but it was by no means a quiet city.
The Friday night crowds congested the sidewalks, loud with laughter and drunken antics. But it does little to mask the voices in her head, the whispers of heartache. She only ever thinks of one thing when she lands here.
Ethan Ramsey.
Her one that got away.
Letting him go was the biggest mistake she’d ever made and there isn’t a day when she doesn’t think of him. Where she doesn’t long for his touch, miss the deep blue of his eyes, the way he’d laugh at her ridiculous jokes.
He was her perfect match and her younger self had foolishly let him slip right through her fingers.
But she’s made a vow this time, to not leave the city until she sees him again and perhaps fix her broken heart and get him back.
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A.N: thanks a lot queen Ruby❤️ I hope I’ve made justice because as always I detest my writing.
Warning: language
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Hangover isn’t the best way to forget feelings.
Especially when they’ve grown strong and unexpectedly fast.
Males are mostly known for their addiction to alcoholism and smoking for different reasons. They would always speak in a slurred language or swearing loud enough for the others to hear it.
Someone would say that females are much weaker and they would faint with the first glass of whiskey or a tequila shot.
This was the second bottle of scotch she was opening.
“Who... cares... if... I’m innn... loooveeee?” Her little speech was in a sing-along mixed with screeching voice that surely had drawn the attention of her neighbours. “Teeeelllllll meeeee... my swieetttieee littleee-.”
The door’s bell was heard as she frowned with her lips twitched in annoyance. Her song was interrupted.
“Who in the motherfucking’s hell knocks now huh?!!” She shouted while her legs where directing her to the kitchen instead of the door.
“Not here you gal.” She said to herself while pointing her finger. “There.”
Finally somehow even with a blurry vision she opened the door to reveal the surprise behind of it which in fact wasn’t at all to her.
Jesus why he has to be such sexy in front of me?
What caught his eyes was that she only wore her black lingerie and a robe that was falling off her shoulders slightly. She didn’t seem to care if anyone else would find her like that.
God you’re drunk.
“Rookie?”
“What?” She snapped.
Calm down Ethan. You’re a grown man.
“We have to talk.”
“There’s nothing left. Just fuck off.”
He held the door that was about to close forcefully. “I didn’t ask you.”
“Oh great now you have orders even in my house now? What else do you want? To kiss your ass?!” She tried to close it again but he was stronger than her now.
Being drunk didn’t help her self-protect instincts to evade this intruder in her house.
In her heart.
“Just go away you wonk!”
“Not until I’m done with you Rookie!”
“Do not fucking call me in that name! You know how fucking I hate it! And I fucking hate you!” She shoved his shoulders some steps away. This woman had nerves even in a drunken state.
“Klaw you have to listen to me!” He grasped her arms while shaking them to get her attention. “I know you’re mad and about to kill me-.”
“Oh god I wish so badly.” She groaned while trying to grasp out.
“But I’m sorry.” He said in an earnest look.
She snorted and mocked. “Aww. So convincing of you.”
He exhaled loudly enough in frustration. “So you need convincing? I’ll show you.”
He caught her jaw with his nails that was surely enough to make her bruise and the other one held both hands up her head in the wall. He knew this was way too harsh and aggressive but he also knew that this would make the grumpy stop and listen.
“What were you saying Rookie?”
“S-s-scumbag!”
He only smirked at her poor tryout. “Back to the topic shall we?” She groaned grasping herself out of his hands still panting hardly. He actually felt guilty for letting her bruises on her face and decided to change his playful tone. “I need you to look at me.”
There was a silence hanging in the air and Ethan waited until she would give her a signal to continue because it was obvious she didn’t want to look at him. Klaw only nodded slowly as if she said ‘Go on’.
He sighed in relief. “I know that you have heard this from me. Multiple times may I add. But I just want to let you know that there wasn’t a single day without thinking about you. There wasn’t a single day without thinking how we could be much better than this, how we could try to lean on each other like-.” Couples. “-everyone else. Or how we could say that we-.” love each other. “-want to be together. I don’t regret anything we’ve been through this time. Anything.”
His voice was certain and without doubt but still she wasn’t seeing him, tears about to drop off her cheeks but she held them as if she was turned now sober to reality.
“I don’t care what anyone else thinks.” This got her attention and a lump was formed on her throat. “I don’t care if they think that we’re not appropriate to work together in a hospital and if they try to fire you then I will be too.”
She tilted her head to finally see him that he was crying too and immediately she got worried.
“No no please.” She was wiping his bearded cheeks which gave him the warmth he needed for such a long time closing his eyes. “I hate you crying. No more crying.”
To make sure he wasn’t about to go in another breakdown she kissed him wrapping her arms around his neck while murmuring. “I’m sorry too. I know this is hard for you but still you should be more like a man and not a petulant child.”
He laughed heartedly and that was the only sound she wanted to hear making her always happy. “Alright what else should I do?”
She bit her lower lip while humming “How about you take me now to the bed and give me some pills for hangover?”
He lifted her in a bridal style and she fought hard to maintain yawn while giggling. “Your wish is my command ma’am.”
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