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Choices Fan Fiction: Ride or Die: Not Him

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Disclaimer: Characters represented here as well as the original story are owned by pixelberry.

This content has been written by Angela Harrison based on those characters/stories

For legal purposes, here is the official statement from Pixleberry about the production and sharing of fan fiction and fan art based on their original works: Our studio continues to respect and support fan works, such as fanart, fanfiction, and creative interpretations of our game characters and stories — as long as they’re created for fun and not used for commercial purposes. In fact, you’d be surprised by how much fanart makes its way to Team Pixelberry!May 16, 2018

Fandom: Ride or Die: A Bad Boy Romance

Characters: Logan, Ellie Wheeler

Rating: M, NSFW

It’s past midnight and she’s lost count of how much tequila she’s had. The music is pounding in her ears, sweat slick on her body from dancing. She knows she should be studying but it’s one of those nights.

A night where she can’t concentrate, where nothing she does drives out his memory and she’s so tired of crying. She tried to focus on her studies, but the words kept blurring on the page, her mind kept straying to thoughts of him. Finally she slammed her book shut and went to her closet.

Anger and pain coursing through her as she pulled one outfit after another from it’s hanger. A pile of discarded clothes scattered the room by the time she was done. Finally she had on the tightest, shortest skirt she could find, complete with skimpy crop top and body chain.

The bouncer at the door nods at her in greeting. Pathetic, she thinks to herself, they know me here. How many nights had her pain driven here? She has lost count. She just knows she needs to lose herself for awhile and this is as close as she ever comes to forgetting.

Head buzzing with tequila, music flooding her senses, she dances. She doesn’t care who sees, she doesn’t care about anything, her body twisting and shaking to the rhythm. She’s alone on the dance floor until she spots a boy watching her from across the room. She smiles at him encouragingly. He makes his way to her.

“Can I dance with you?” She appraises him for a moment. He’s the right height, same build, same color hair. She nods and he steps up to her, dancing without touching at first. She throws her arms around his shoulders and sways her hips, his arms go around her waist. Gaining confidence, he pulls her closer. She closes her eyes and pretends, letting the music and sensation of his hands on the small of her back sweep her away.

He grips her tight against his body, their bodies swaying together. She touches the thin fabric of his shirt as she runs her hands up his chest, across his shoulders, down his back. She leans her head on his shoulder as his hands slip under her shirt, smooth fingers gliding gently across the small of her back. Smooth, not rough, not calloused. She inhales deeply then goes stiff in his arms.

“What’s wrong?”


What can she even say? That he smells wrong? That his fingers aren’t rough enough? That he’s not…..him?

“I’m sorry, I have to go!”

She runs out into the night, and makes it to her in car as the tears start to fall, cascading in hot rivulets down her face. She slumps in the seat and lets the emotion over take her. She cries until her chests hurts and her throat is raw. Will this aching grief ever subside?

“Damn it!” She screams out loud as she punches the steering wheel, “Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

Back in her dorm, empty and hollow she whispers his name as she finally slips off the sleep.


On Writing Fan Fiction

I use to look down on writing fan fiction, though I had never read any of it. I don’t know why. I guess I had some idea that it was cheating. Using characters and worlds built by others. Not creative enough maybe. I don’t know, but I didn’t see it as “real” writing. Of course it’s real writing.

I started playing Choices on Android. It’s a game but also books. You pick a story, customize your character and then read basically a graphic novel with the ability to make choices that affect outcomes. A choose your own adventure for grown ups. It was great fun until I found a series of books with an ending that didn’t satisfy me. Then I discovered the fan fiction others had written for it. I devoured it. Some I liked, some I didn’t, that’s the point. It was other peoples imaginings of alternate endings, alternate plots, or a continuation of a series that had ended. I couldn’t get enough it.

Eventually I read it all. Still, no one wrote it quite the way I would have. Finally, I gave it and wrote my own and it was so satisfying to get the outcome I would have rather had. Then I realized that fan fiction is great for exercising my writing muscles! Considering I hadn’t written anything in months, how could I poo poo anything that got me back in front of my keyboard? I really couldn’t. Still, I didn’t publish it. Still I was a little ashamed, somehow, that I had “cheated”.

However, the more I read fan fiction and saw the following it has, saw how many people are grateful for the chance to see their favorite characters again, to see the plot re-invented in a way they like perhaps even better than the original, the more I appreciated it. The more I wrote it, the more I realized that the very fact I am writing with someone else’s world and characters is what makes it such good practice! I don’t have to create all of that, I can just focus on certain things, like more (or different) character development. It made me, for the first time, understand the importance of writing an entire book and then rewriting it, something I use to feel was just so much extra work. I now understand how going back to something that is finished and seeing the holes, the things that could be more thoroughly explored let’s you add so much to the story. It’s a chance to add depth and texture, nuance.

You can add to the story by inserting things, conversations that could have happen off page but without changing the story itself, add characters thoughts about events, get a different characters point of view on something. Or, yes, you can diverge from cannon and say at this point in the story, I’d like to imagine it happened this way instead. Either way, there is still so much creative effort in it.

Writing fan fiction has also pulled me out of my comfort zone. For example, with romantic feelings and sexual tension already established, it has pushed me to write scenes of a steamier nature than I ever have before and doing so has increased my comfort and confidence in writing those types of interactions. It has let me explore writing in first and third person, from several points of view and omnipotent POV. With the world already established and not worrying about keeping POV consistent across my writing, it’s been an opportunity to explore and play with different writing styles.

Most importantly, it reminded me what I had forgotten. That it doesn’t matter what you write, just that you write! Writing on a regular basis, no matter what you are writing, leads to writing more in general. I have already added two new chapters to the book I am currently working on. Once I start writing, the creative juices start to flow and I get ideas for my own projects, my own worlds and characters. For that reason alone, I am thankful that I discovered it. Right now, it’s all on tumblr, but I plan to add a section for it here, now that I no longer see it as cheating.