swamp witch

Shannon. This is my Choices and Choni sideblog where I write trashy fic. If you need me, I'll be in the swamp. Main is StellarBee

[shannonisawitch]

Well, guess I’m not dead yet, and I still have some motivation to write 🤷‍♀️

Here’s a little piece I did of MC x Charlie from Distant Shores. Charlie is such a babe, how could you not love her? Hot damn. 

Storming - Charlie x MC 

Waves crashed against the hull of the ship, the wood creaking ominously. Moisture hung heavy in the air as rain pattered against the deck above. Shay shifted uncomfortably in her bunk. Her stomach was churning harsher than the waves outside.

“Breathe, Shay, it’s just a storm,” she muttered to herself, pulling the scratchy blanket tighter around her. Yet something in her gut just could not settle, and she remembered looking through the telescope and seeing a raging storm. It had left her with a feeling of dread, a feeling of utter helplessness. Was this maybe that same storm?

Angry at herself for overthinking things out of her control, Shay threw the blanket aside and stumbled out of her bunk. The violent rocking of the ship threw her tired legs into a crate and she cussed under her breath. She needed a drink, or maybe some fresh air, anything to try and help her nerves. Moving unsteadily in the dark, she maneuvered around the crew, all sleeping soundly in their bunks. Some of the crew was above deck, sailing through the storm, their bunks eerily empty in the dark. Passing through a doorway, Shay moved down a hall and entered the galley. There had to be some rum or orange slices somewhere amongst the food supplies.

“Looking for something, love?”

Shay startled at the soft, honeyed voice, her eyes searching the dark. There, at the far end of the table, sat Charlie, her chin resting in the palm of her hand, her damp hair sticking to her forehead. “Charlie! What are you doing down here in the dark?”

“Didn’t want to go through the trouble of lighting a lamp or finding a candle. What are you doing up?”

“The storm woke me. It’s quite… intense.”

“Ah, this be ye first storm. I should’ve paid attention to that. Come, sit next to me.”

Shay gave her a small smile and moved across the room, straddling the bench seat so she was facing Charlie. “I just feel a little sea sick.”

Charlie furrowed her brows, reaching out a hand to rest against Shay’s forehead. “You feel a little clammy. Hold on, I’ve got just the thing.”

She rose from the bench, going around the table to the far cabinet. She sifted through jars and boxes, until she pulled out a bundle of leaves. Shay gave her a quizzical look as she came and sat down next to her.

“Here, chew this. It’s a mint leaf, it will help ease your stomach.”

“Just chew the whole leaf?!”

“Yeah, what else would you do?”

Shay shrugged and placed the leaf in her mouth, her features twisting into displeasure upon biting into it.

“I guess mint is different in the future?” Charlie chuckled, offering Shay her mug. Shay gave her a grateful look and took a sip from the mug.

“Yeah, rum and mint do not mix well,” she said with a laugh, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand. “Thank you, Charlie.”

“Of course, love.”

“Were you working above deck?”

“Aye. Shooed Edward off t’bed and kept an eye on the lads until the worst of the storm passed. We should have a good path through now.”

“Well I’m glad the worst has passed,” Shay replied, looking off to the side.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Charlie softly grabbed Shay’s chin, turning her head so their eyes could meet. “Something is bothering you.”

“I’ve only been here a few weeks and you already know me so well.” Shay stared into the green eyes across from her and almost got lost in their depths, for the umpteenth time today. “Remember how I said the compass brought me from the future?”

Charlie nodded, her full attention on Shay.

“Well, I believe the telescope is enchanted in some way too. When I looked through it the other day, when we saw the admiral’s ship, I saw a raging storm. It left a bad feeling in my gut, and this storm has got me wary of it.”

“That’s understandable. Seeing such things would make me unsettled too. You think it is something yet ta come?”

“Yes, but thankfully, I don’t think this current storm is the one I saw. It’s still hard not to feel skeptical though.”

The two women sat in silence for several moments, Shay’s hand finding Charlie’s in the dark and wrapping her fingers around her slender wrist, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“We should get some sleep, you look tired,” Charlie said softly, turning her hand and lacing her fingers through Shay’s.

“You look cold and tired,” Shay said with a smile, moving her free hand to brush the damp hair off Charlie’s face. Charlie smirked and closed the distance between them, her lips warm and inviting.

They broke apart after a moment. Charlie rose from the bench, not letting go of Shay’s hand. “Come on, then.”

Shay stood and followed her out of the galley, but instead of heading straight down the hall and back to the bunk room, Charlie made a left. “Are we not going back to the bunks?”

“Nope.”

They turned another corner just as a wave rocked the ship. Both pirates were thrown off balance, slamming into the wall, Charlie’s arms snaking around Shay’s waist, holding her firmly so she wouldn’t tumble to the ground as the ship rocked to and fro.

“I’ve got ya, love. Yer still earnin’ yer sea legs.” Charlie laughed in her ear and Shay blushed. They inched their way down the hall as another series of violent waves hit the ship.

“Where are we going?”

“To bed,” Charlie said slyly, leading her along. They came to a door and Charlie eased it open, ushering Shay into a small, dimly lit room. A bed sat under a large window, a chest sitting against one wall next to a vanity, and a bookshelf on the opposite wall adorned with books, jars of varying flowers, and little knick-knacks. Charlie let go of her hand and sat on the chest, removing her boots.

“Charlie…” Shay stood awkwardly in the middle of the room, not sure what to do.

“Well come on, shoes off, into bed. You’ll sleep better here, this bed is much more comfortable than the bunks, and the rocking isn’t so bad.”

Shay sat at the edge of the bed and started removing her boots. Charlie stood and started undressing, and Shay had to remember how to breathe. She stood in her smallclothes, her fit and toned body causing Shay’s stomach to summersault for reasons other than the raging of the sea. Opening the chest, she pulled out a loose white night shirt and threw it on before handing a similar one to Shay.

“Beats sleeping in our regular clothes,” Charlie said with a wink, climbing into bed. Shay quickly removed her own clothes, feeling Charlie’s gaze on her as she slipped the night shirt over her head.

Turning, she climbed into bed beside Charlie. The two faced each other, and this time, Shay did let herself get lost in the emerald depths of Charlie’s eyes. “Thank you, Charlie.”

“Of course, love, anything for you.”

Shay closed the distance between them, finding the comfort of her lips once more. Their kisses were slow and lazy as the exhaustion from the day settled over the both of them. Breaking apart, Charlie rested her forehead against Shay’s.

“Whether you’re from the future or not, I’m glad you’re here with us, with me.”

“I don’t think there’s anywhere I’d rather be.” Shay said it with the most conviction she had ever uttered. In that moment, she did not care if she ever got back to the future, to home, because home was starting to take the form of a kind, spirited quartermaster who made her heart go absolutely haywire every time she looked her way.

Letting their tiredness overcome, Shay dropped her head into the crook of Charlie’s neck and snuggled close into her arms. Charlie breathed in the lilac scent of Shay’s dark brown hair; her eyes fluttering closed as she pulled up the furs on her bed, covering the both of them, then throwing her arm over the other woman’s waist and pulling her impossibly closer.

“Goodnight, Shay.”

Goodnight, Charlie.”

Shay felt safe in Charlie’s arms, her worries about the storm eased as the now gentle rocking of the ship and the soft rise and fall of Charlie’s heart lulled her into a deep and sweet sleep.

[wynnesdjfhsjfhskdjfhsk-deactiva]

*vampire voice* my love… how do i preheat the oven

[noralefay]

Wishful Thinking: Anna comes to you with a confession that could change everything! Me: Alright, Anna chapter coming up! Gonna spend the whole chapter helping my girl… WT: Anna leaves a minute in. Here’s a diamond outfit masquerading as a thoughtful gift. Me: Wait, what? WT: Here’s a fluff diamond scene with Aubrey! Me: No, this wasn’t… WT: HELP THIS REUSED ASSET FURTHER HIS FLEDGLING MUSIC CAREER! Me: I don’t want… WT: SURPRISE, WE KILLED ANOTHER DAD!

[shannonisawitch]

Hi, hello. I LOVEEEE your Sonia x MC fics. Are you gonna write more?

Thank you so much! ❤ Yes, a few more are in the works! Just need to get my lazy ass back to writing...

[hgmmoved-deactivated20220320]

cinematic parallels i guess

[fuckitiwantpizza]

Everybody say thank you mama McGrath for making the Goddess Katie is

[books-n-quotes]

“Remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.”

— P.C. Cast, Betrayed (via books-n-quotes)

[shannonisawitch]

My Girl

It’s been a hot minute since I posted any fic, damn. I have not abandoned writing completely! Just going through stupid boy drama and took some time to focus on poetry. But alas, I am back with more Choices fic, and plan to finish up the requests in my inbox (I haven’t forgotten about them, I promise!). Requests are always open for any Victoria, Sonia, Kamilah, or Jackie fic. 😉

Anyways, here’s a short Mc x Jackie Varma fic I wrote before last week’s chapter. Enjoy!

My Girl

Jackie x Mc

The lights of the room blurred, laughter from her roommates a distant noise. With everything that had happened at the hospital today, her mind was elsewhere, worry creasing her brow and distress and guilt heavy in her gut.

“Blair?” Sienna called, looking to her with concern.

“Earth to Blair! You ok over there?” Elijah asked, waving a hand in her direction. Blair blinked and turned away from the windows, curling further into herself on the couch.

“Sorry. Spaced out for a second.”

“Who can blame you, you’ve been through a lot today. I can’t believe you found out that Landry was the snitch,” Bryce said, moving to stretch across the sectional.

Her roommates spiraled into another lively conversation, but again, Blair was miles away. Jackie watched her from across the room, her eyebrow quirked. Blair gave her a small smile before deciding that she needed some space.

“Well, I’m off to bed.” She stood from the couch and stretched, stepping over Sienna and Danny as they lounged on the floor. “Goodnight, guys.”

“You sure you’re ok, Blair?”

“I’m good, Sienna. Hopefully after some sleep, I’ll be ready for another shift.”

“Ok. If you need anything, you know you can ask us.”

“Thanks guys, I really appreciate it.”

“And I’ll make you French toast in the morning, with strawberries!”

“Sienna, you’re the best!” Blair called from down the hallway, moving into her room and shutting the door behind her. She leaned against the door and sighed, a sense of dread settling over her. She definitely wasn’t getting any sleep tonight.

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The dark settled around her, near suffocating as she tossed and turned. She didn’t dare look at the alarm clock; it felt like hours had passed, but she knew it probably wasn’t even that late. She buried her face into her pillow, begging for sleep, if only to ease the churning of her stomach.

A creak from the door had Blair still. Soft footfalls snuck across the carpet, and the bed dipped with a familiar weight.

“Jackie?”

“Go back to sleep,” Jackie whispered, getting under the blankets.

“I wasn’t sleeping,” Blair murmured, turning to face the other woman. “What are you doing here?”

Jackie’s deep brown eyes shined in the dull light from the moon that crept past the blinds. “I told you earlier, don’t make me get mushy.”

“Too late for that, I think.” Blair smiled and snuggled into Jackie’s warmth. To her surprise, Jackie didn’t turn away, but instead wrapped her arms around her, resting their foreheads together.

“You just looked so sad. I can’t let my girl sleep alone when she is so sad.”

“Your girl, huh?” A smile fluttered across her lips and she leaned in to give Jackie a quick kiss.

“Don’t assume anything. We just share an internet plan, remember?”

“Oh, sure.” Blair actually giggled, running her hands through Jackie’s hair. “Thank you, Jacqueline Varma.”

“For what? You have nothing to thank me for. You’re a strong, dedicated, compassionate doctor that deserves every good thing that comes your way. The issues from this week are part of the job, and I have no doubt that you’ll make the best of what happens.”

“No, thank you for being you. Pretty sure I’d be lost without you, honestly.”

“Doubtful, but flattery definitely earns you brownie points.” Jackie tugged her closer, their lips meeting in a slow, meaningful kiss.

“This is nice. I feel a little less sad.”

“Good, that was the goal. Just don’t expect it all the time, I have a reputation to uphold, you know.”

“I’m pretty sure our roommates know about us.”

“Is that a bad thing?”

“Not at all. I don’t want to hide this.”

It was quiet for a moment, so Blair turned her head to regard Jackie. Their eyes met and emotion sat heavy between them. Jackie wasn’t the romantic type, and definitely didn’t admit feelings openly, but Blair could see the adoration in her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

“I don’t want to hide us either. I still don’t know how to balance my feelings,” Jackie said, visibly cringing slightly, “but I’m willing to work it out if it’s for you.”

Jackie kissed her nose, her hands drawing small circles on Blair’s back. Even with the week’s turmoil, Blair finally felt some sort of peace.

“I’m always here for you, Blair Waverly.”

“As I am for you, Jackie Varma.”

They lay intertwined, basking in the presence of one another, until sleep finally washed over them.

[toyhenoctus]

I drew the Queen so I decided to draw the King

Oh, when I said king, were you expecting Adrian? Well, bitch, you thought 😂

[beaumontbash]

Women of Choices (19/??): Priya Lacroix- Bloodbound

“You’re a liar, but I don’t mind. Say more nice things about me!”

[boneandfur]

tag the top 3 books you like to replay + your top 3 li’s of all time

[claudevonstruke-deactivated2019]

BIG MOOD

99% sure that ATV is written by Tommy Phelps himself

[timmagicktoad-blog]

hey i found a meme i made a while ago not exactly funny but hey, im right

[resetmypatientviolence]

[masonsbfgaming]

whoever the fuck works to update the wikia with the choices five minutes into the release of the new chapter shall receive the greatest blessings of 2019

[choicesbish]

The devil works hard but that person works harder

[infinityuserboxes]

[simonghostrileys]

Incredibly fucking slow at it 🤧

[slagginbitch]

i fixed it

[alifeasvivid]

This post came to my house and smashed my computer, built a bonfire with all my half-empty notebooks, and shot me execution style.

[reputationissues-deactivated202]

I wanna read about the same two idiots falling in love again and again, in different ways, times and worlds just because I’m a sucker for love between two fictional characters