#piggy and simon if you squint

[strryspace]

hehe.. lotf oneshot, sort of jalph? idk how long it is + my writing might be iffy :((

“Jack.” The voice low and uninterested, yet the matter urgent.

The green eyes wandered upwards, meeting a pair hidden behind lenses. Jack's brows furrowed at the sight of glasses, and winced as the glass glinted with sunlight when Piggy moved his head slightly to the side.

As far as Jack was concerned, that move was on purpose.

“What's your problem?” The hunter scoffed, standing from his spot on the large, stable rock. He was slightly surprised to then realise Piggy had made his way up the rock just to address him. He held his spear tightly for a bit of comfort and support, perhaps even to reinforce the fact that he could impose harm. An unconscious action that left Piggy daring to roll his eyes.

“Ralph is missing. None of us have seen ‘im since yesterday afternoon.”

“And what am I to do about that?” Jack retorts, though he couldn't fight the worry he felt in his chest. It was nothing like Ralph to run off, that was clear to everyone.

“Well, you are a hunter, are you not?”

“Are you really suggesting I hunt him down?”

“Damn it, Jack, you could at least put yourself to use. Besides, tracking and hunting are different. Results are different anyway..”

Jack huffed and his eyes made contact with the forest, if Ralph hadn't returned yesterday, that meant he spent the night in the forest, or— wherever else he could've gone. That left him feeling sympathy for the boy he supposedly wasn't fond of.

“I ought to.. be off then, I suppose.” He murmured, more to himself than anyone else.

“Jack.”

“What?”

“Be quick. And.. careful.”

“Bugger off.”

Jack turned away, before pausing, a guilt lingering.

“I will.” He adds, his voice softer. With that, he climbed down off the tall rock, leaving Piggy with the burden of getting down without help, but then Simon appeared to be on his way anyway.

It wasn't hard to find the boy's prints, for Ralph had flat soles, none of the other biguns had those. Jack was pleased to see that the footprints were still relatively visible, even though he had to fill in the gaps here and there. By the looks of it, Ralph went for quite the adventure. Jack tore apart a bush which was already quite mangled from someone else passing through, though they were much more careful with the bunch of nature than Jack was.

Ralph laid on a tree branch high up, stomach down and back to the tree canopy. It was warm, and for once, he'd had a good rest, uninterrupted by the whining and kicking of littluns, or the whispered bickering of Sam ‘n Eric.

He stayed deep in rest, despite it being afternoon, drool lay at the corner of his lips, which were naturally parted as he slept.

There Jack stopped, where Ralph's footsteps ceased, and he furrowed his brows in frustrated confusion. Ralph wouldn't best him, he was the greatest hunter after all.

He brought his spear closer, his gaze closely examining the area, but it was only his footsteps and Ralph's. His stomach fluttered at the sight of their footsteps alongside one another.

Finally, he tilts his head upwards, catching sight of a restful Ralph, and a grin graces his lips at the sight. He'd found the hiding chief.

The spear fell to the grassy floor, and Jack placed his foot in the hold of a branch, grabbing a higher one, lifting himself upwards.

As he climbed, he slipped for a moment, and a soft squeal escaped scared lips. With unexpected quickness, he clambered higher and in a better spot. Ralph must have been well ambitious when he climbed this unforgiving tree.

Once settled on a thick branch next to Ralph's, he stayed quiet, examining an exhausted kind-of-enemy-kind-of-not. During their days in the sun, Ralph had developed some freckles on the bridge of his nose, a feature he and Jack now shared — despite him having many more than Ralph overall.

“Ralph..” The hunter whispered reluctantly, causing the other to hum lowly in a mix of sleep and consciousness.

“Ralph?” He tries once more, a bit louder but equally soft, laying his hand on Ralph's shoulder to indicate this was reality and no dream.

“Piggy?” A quiet, slurred murmur.

That left Jack with hurt in his chest and an upset frown on his face.

“Piggy, Piggy, Piggy.” He momentarily mocked, childishly, “God, Ralph, wake up!”

Then opened tired blue eyes, meeting contemptuous green ones.

“Morning to you too.” Scoffs Jack, turning his head away. He was better than Piggy. Why would Piggy ever climb a tree for— for Ralph..

Jack looks downwards as an understanding dawns on him.

“Why’d you find me?” Ralph mutters, flattered but unsure of the intent of this gesture. Jack opens his mouth to reply, but he realises he's about to say that boy's name again and stops.

“It… crossed my mind.” Says Jack instead.

“You think of me?”

“That's not what I said.”

“You implied it.” Ralph grinned, sitting up properly, he appeared pleased with the idea that Jack kept him in mind.

“It was Piggy's idea, alright? Now leave it be.”

“Oh. Piggy’s idea. Right.” Ralph's shoulders visibly sagged beneath the dirty grey shirt. A moment of silence allowed both of them to ponder quietly with averted gazes.

“Why didn't you come back? Planning on abandoning us, ‘chief’?” The redhead lightly insults.

“It's not like that!” He quickly retorts with furrowed eyebrows.

“Then what's it like, Ralph?” Jack leaned forward with low, simmering anger.

“‘Course you wouldn't know. You're not chief. You go out all day long and come back with nothing but more sunburn!”

“That's—” Jack stopped, finding no suitable reply, “You shut it!” He points with an accusing finger.

In that moment, Ralph remembered the first day they'd spent together, with Simon, and how they'd laughed together and been friends.

Jack was taken aback by the lack of response, and he drew his finger back into the fist he'd made.

“Ralph?” He gently asks, not sure what the meaning of the other's silence was. Now, both hands on the branch he sat on.

“Jack?”

“I don't know.” The three words oddly soft and solemn.

“I suppose we ought to get back to the huts. Things to get done back there.”

“We?”

“Come, Jack.” Ralph gestures with a nod of his head, already beginning to climb down the giant tree.

Jack watched Ralph swiftly descend, before attempting to do so himself, doing his best to copy what Ralph had done. Once more, he slips, but this time he finds two arms catching him without hesitation.

“You're alright, hm?” Ralph questions, allowing Jack to stand proper before releasing him. The hunter turned around swiftly with a red face.

“Yes!” He proclaims before he stormed off, forgetting the previously abandoned spear.

Ralph eyes it, grinning in amusement before picking it up for the other boy and catching up to him.

[altonate-universe]

SKETCH DUMP

feel free to use these as pfps if you want! no credit needed :)

[cannoneers]

GEN Z LOTF AU BECAUSE UM its obvious im not European ok whatever.

* socal esque is literally a term i made for people who act like socal asians but arent. To me, rodger and simon ARE asian but they're not socal 😭 they do all the stereotypical shit tho like play val and like boba and matcha also read more for stupid info just because.

THIS AU IS LTIERALLY JUST THEM IF THEY WENT TO SCHOOL TOGETHER IN 2020. thats ittt nothing interesting.

oh also they're all teens:

(4/25/25) : I wanna update this. i changed a lot of these in my head as the AU expanded LOL

Maurice: 17

Ralph: 17

Jack: 18

Piggy: 18

Simon: 16

Roger: 17

+

Sam + Eric: 16

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Other stuff:

- Piggy's real name is Philippe. No reason in specific. but ralph just calls him phil .. I'll just call him piggy to make sure it's not confusing✌️✌️✌️😅😅😅

- Simon loves Chiikawa . . he knows the lore and thinks the characters are interesting (his favorites are momonga and kani)

- Roger is skilled at cricket ^_^ he plays for the schools team

- Choir is an after school program + attended by the canon universes choir boys ! They hardly practice unless their advisor is in the room, most of the time they just gossip

- Piggy is a huge Marvel fanboy!! But he's an even bigger invincible fan ^_^ Ralph watched every episode with him

- roger loves animanga!! specifically sports ones. His favorite is blue lock and the choir boys make fun of him for the anime often ;;

- the littluns are only acquainted with simon because he volunteers at their elementary school . . he tries to get his friends to go, but they're not that interested in hanging out with snotty kids.

- jack likes video games. more specifically stuff like Identity V or Dead by Daylight. He likes playing killer and downing survivors the most.

- The choir boys (minus simon) watch every Fortnite festival and think all of them are awesome

- ralph has a big crush on beabadoobee. he seems like the type. piggy has to remind him often that he doesn't have a chance with her .

- Maurice skateboards for the look and in hopes to attract girls (he sucks at it)

- Ralph is an avid graphic T-shirt collector and he wears any of them in public no shame

- no one here has style. they wear whatever's in their closet

[rrcenic]

FINALLY POSTED MY LOTF ANIMATIC!

took a couple months to complete as i kept getting distracted while drawing but totally worth the work :D

the song is “want you gone” by jonathan coulton

pretty damn proud of this so,,,check it out maybe??

[annefolklore]

Oh my gosh guys look at this picture:

This is soooo Wilmon coded. I saw it on Pinterest and immediately was like “What if Wille and Simon’s first official date (after Wille abdicated) was at the aquarium?” And it’s just so cuteeee. Just look at them 😭🫶🏾

But the thing is, I see them having a picnic too as a first date so idk. But it’s cute either way just look:

They would go on a picnic somewhere to like feel far from everyone and everywhere. Maybe Simon would be like “I know a spot in Bjarstard” and they would have their little picnic there. Wille would put flowers in Simon’s curly hair and Simon would try to do the same for him but he has straight hair so they would fall out, so instead he’d make a flower crown for him. They’d eat, play a bit in the nature, laugh and kiss and maybe paint.

Omggg that picture reminds me of season 1 😍

During autumn, they would totally go hiking somewhere or just walk around. Then, when they gets tired, they give each other turns of piggy back rides.

Wille to Simon:

That’s all I’ve got to say about the picture and this should be enough.

OH MY GOSH THEM WITH A FROG PLUSHIE

Wilmon if you squint

IT LOOKS SO MUCH LIKE THEM WHAT

FEELING FERAL

No words. Just look at the picture 😍

Tumblr is so homophobic it won’t let me add more pictures 🙄

Part 2

[antqsdxti]

“My biggest fear is drunkenly saying something I wasn’t supposed to say.” –“Oh, like, last night.”

Simon always enjoyed closing the Jam and Roller unlike the other boys. He always found it relaxing and peaceful. While he was closing up, he noticed his guitar on the stage and started playing with it. Before he knew it he was strumming the chords to Como Me Ves. Simon couldn’t stop thinking about but she was indeed a traitor. He had given her the change but she misused it. There was no way that he could ever apologize to her. But he just couldn’t. Every second of every day he couldn’t get her off his mind. The kisses they had shared, the secrets exchanged, it was all a lie to her, nothing more than a game. Simon put the guitar down and locked the Jam and Roller doors. It was around 11 in the night and Simon felt a slight breeze pick up. He absolutely loved nights like this. That was until he got a call. Simon reached into his pocket as he saw it was Ámbar. “Ambar?” Simon asked as he answered the phone. “Oh Simon thank goodness you answered, I thought I was going to die here,” Ambar giggled. Simon stood there in confusion. Why is she giggling like that? Simon thought. It wasn’t like Ambar to laugh, more or less giggle. “Why- Why did you think you would die?” Simon asked, hoping for a concrete answer. “I don’t know there’s lots of swaying lights and lots of people crying, laughing, dancing but I don’t know where I am,” Ambar cried. “Lots of swaying lights?” Simon told himself. “Well were you with anyone, perhaps Emilia?” “Emilia, like the Elephant?” Ambar laughed. Simon doubled in laughter. “Simon it’s not funny I’m scared and in the middle of nowhere what do I do?” Ambar whined. Simon took deep breaths, trying not to die of laughter. He finally realized what was wrong with Ambar. “Oh she’s drunk,” he realized. 

There was only one bar in the vicinity of where they lived in Buenos Aires so Simon made his way there. It’s not like Simon ever drank, the Roller Band had played there a couple times and he knew the area pretty well. As Simon was walking there, he got a phone call from Matteo. “Where are you Simon, you promised we’d rehearse after you closed up the roller,” Matteo said. “Something came up Matteo, I can’t really explain right now but I just need you to do me a favor,” Simon urgently whispered making sure no one else heard him. “Yea sure, what’s up?” Matteo asked. “Take Luna on a date or something, just get her out of the mansion for a while,” Simon said. There was a pause from Matteo before he said, “I’ll do it, but why are you asking me this?”. “Matteo I don’t have time to explain but please just get Luna and if you can, her parents out of the mansion or distracted alright?” Simon begged. “Alright fine but you owe me one,” Matteo laughed. “Honestly I really don’t owe you anything,” Simon chuckled. As he turned the corner he saw the bar. “Here goes nothing,” Simon thought. He pushed his way through the bar trying to find Ambar. He went up to the bar and asked someone, “Have you seen a blonde girl with pink extensions dressed in all black? She’s probably around 5’5?”. “Yeah she looked pretty drunk. I think she’s in the bathroom,” The waiter said. “Are you her boyfriend?”. Simon froze at that, “Not really but yes,” Simon played off. “But thank you so much,” Simon said to the waiter as he made his way to the back. He knocked on the bathroom door,

 “Ambar, it’s me Simon Alvarez, the guitarist for the roller band, your ex,”. Ambar opened the bathroom door as she stumbled out of it and into Simon’s arms. “Thank god you're here I thought I was going to be lost forever,” Simon pulled her onto his back, “Cmon lets take you home,”. “WHEEEEE!! PIGGY BACK RIDES,” Ambar laughed. Simon started to laugh as he walked through the streets of Argentina with Ambar on his back. Ambar was blabbering all sorts of nonsense as he walked her to the Benson Mansion. “Did you know that Luna is Sol Benson? Apparently 1+1 = 2 who knew?” Ambar gasped. Simon chuckled as he walked them into the complex where the mansion was located. “What’s so funny?” Ambar whined, cluelessly. “Nothing,” Simon said. “Ambar can you tell me which window leads to your room?” Simon said leading them to the lawn in between the Benson Mansion and the fence. Ambar squinted at the windows. She was used to sneaking out so she marked her window sill with a black handkerchief. “That one!” Ambar giggled pointing to the window with the black handkerchief. Simon internally cursed. That was too high for him to open the window and get Ambar inside. “Don’t die, I’ll be right back,” Simon said, sprinting to the warehouse. “Where are you going?” Ambar cried, delirious. 

Simon came back with a ladder and placed it on the building. “Ambar, I want you to hold this ladder very tightly, alright? If you let go I will fall and die,” he said very seriously. Ambar gulped and said, “I don’t want you to die Simon so I will hold onto this with my whole life,”. Simon smiled at her. Even though she was quite literally a mess, her bright blue eyes shone through the night sky. She was stunning. ‘Why are you looking at me like that?” Ambar asked. “You’re really pretty,” Simon whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Ambar was starting to realize that Simon still had feelings for her. She obviously couldn’t admit that she was in love with him but the alcohol was kicking in and her consciousness was dropping in and out. Ambar gripped the ladder as tight as she could as Simon climbed up to her window and opened the latch. Simon jumped down as he and Ambar stared at each other for a couple minutes, taking in the other’s presence. Simon knew that Ambar wouldn’t remember this night but he would for the rest of his life. “Ambar, I think this is where I leave, once you get up there close the window and I’ll be on my way,” Simon explained. “Wait, Simon can you stay? I need you,” Ambar pouted. Simon’s heart melted. It didn’t matter that she was drunk, it mattered that it was coming out of Ambar’s mouth. “I don’t wanna get caught by Luna’s parents but yes, I’ll stay,” he told her. Simon placed Ambar in her room and was about to leave when Ambar grabbed his hand and pulled into a kiss. The kiss was full of passion as Ambar’s hands went to his hair. Simon’s hands went to Ambar’s waist. Both of them stumbled onto Ambar’s bed, now making out. But then Simon realized something. “This isn’t right Ambar, you’re dating Benicio and after all you’re DRUNK,”. “Since when was I dating Benicio? As far as I’m concerned he can go die and I’d be happy,” Ambar laughed. “As much as I hate him, don't say that,” Simon said pacing around her room. “Plus I can’t help it, you’re so hot,” Ambar moaned. Simon froze, blushing. “She’s drunk, she’s drunk, don’t let it get to your head,” Simon thought. Although that was something Simon had always wanted to hear from her. “Honestly just fuck me already,” Ambar groaned. “Honestly I would love to fuck you right now but I can’t,” Simon confessed. “Shit I said that out loud” Simon cursed. Ambar’s face flushed realizing what he had just said. “I hate you so much that I love you Simon, you’re irresistible,” Ambar giggled drunkenly. 

7 hours later 

Ambar woke up tired and confused. Just as she was about to get up she felt a pair of arms wrapped around her waist. She slowly turned around and saw Simon peacefully sleeping next to her. Ambar was not only in shock but she was scared. What had she done that was so bad and why was Simon with her? “Simon, what are you doing here?” Ambar asked, shaking him awake. “Five more minutes,” Simon groaned. Ambar sighed as she laid back down and looked at Simon. “I’ll ask you again, what are you doing here?” “You asked me to stay with you, so I did,” he responded simply, turning so that they were facing each other. Ambar’s eyes grew wide, “I did?”. Simon nodded his head. “Yeah you were pretty drunk last night,” he chuckled. “You wanna know something?” Ambar asked, turning to face Simon. “Yeah?”. “One of my biggest fears is to drunkenly say something I wasn’t supposed to say.” –“Oh, like, last night.”. “What did I say?” Ambar panicked. Simon stifled a laugh. “Dale Simon, tell me,” Ambar groaned. “You said to me, honestly just fuck me already,”.  Ambar froze, “I- I said that?” Ambar couldn’t believe what she had said to him. It was as though her drunk self was right and that she had let out what normal Ambar had always wanted to say. Simon nodded, laughing, “You also called Emilia an Elephant,” Ambar couldn’t help but laugh. “Wow, drunk Ambar is something else,” she joked. Simon laughed with her. “However the funny thing is that I remember you saying something along the lines that you would love to fuck me or something,” Ambar remembered, confused. “Ambar?” Emilia called from outside her door. “Shit! Hide!” Ambar said, pushing Simon into her closet.   

[emotionally-ralphunctioning]

I’m not a good person, Jack. I wanted to be, but I’m just not. I was just as involved in Simon’s death as you and Roger were. I took Piggy about as seriously as you did.

I’m no more moral than you are, Gingersnaps.

Sorry to disappoint.

ralph,,, do you,,, miss simon

Of course I miss Simon. Simon was the only decent person on the whole damn island.

[cannoneers]

gen z pilled lotf maxxing.. .

i think that sam is the more sensitive out of the two twins and he's really . open about how he feels 🥀 bcuz im a twin too and thats me. I DONT HATE ERIC hes just the inferior. (joke)

+ brokeback mountain sam + simon no i do not ship them like at all i just thought their shipname was funny. fucking. salmon.

[strryspace]

jack absolutely ADORNS himself in silver jewelry. makes him feel fancy and free and also he thinks he looks awesome.

ralph gets his ears pierced because i said so

simon endorses in henna very heavily, and he is VERY good at it. you couldnt make a better design than him even if you tried

piggy decorates his glasses with stickers and doodles, also those things that keep your glasses around your neck when youre not using them

roger needs glasses but refuses to wear them, he'd rather get wrinkles from constantly squinting