#like guys. be real with me. how many options did you even try before turning to dark magic

[anna-scribbles]

they should've been at the club(infertility treatment centers)

[bunny-bear-blogs]

Purr-Plexed Feelings

Synopsis: You and the Wanderer were sent out by Nahida on a commission to deliver confidential information to Tighnari. On the way, your map fell into a river, leaving the both of you without directions. While looking for a way too, you both ran into an indigo fur cat in need of a home. You, being the saint you are, decided to adopt it, noting its close resemblance to the boy next to you. Also known as the boy you had been pining for, for months. However, as time goes on, the boy becomes jealous of the amount of attention you’ve been giving the feline instead of him. I mean, the real Wanderer is right here. So why not show attention to him instead? Maybe even tell him you love him?

A/N: Pretend the cat in the image looks like Scarameow pls :>

Word Count: 2243

It’s been a few months since Nahida decided to take you under her wing. She and the Wanderer were walking around Ardravi Valley when Nahida spotted you unconscious and flowing down a river heading straight to a waterfall. Before you could fall down the waterflow, she had the Wanderer fly down to save you. After a few minutes, you woke up, with amnesia not remembering a thing. Nahida tried her best to bring back your memories; however, no matter what she tried they wouldn't come back. She thought it was suspicious and decided to have you under her wing because of this amnesia. Additionally, she thought having you near her would give the Wanderer an option to make a friend. Around the second month, something finally clicked and you got your memories back. However, your past memories weren't pleasant and you made the decision with everyone's agreement to stay in Sumeru and continue helping Nahida. This help consisted of going on little missions for Nahida with the Wanderer. Due to this, you and the Wanderer have gotten closer and see each other a lot. You two have become friends well with you hoping it would turn into something more. 

Today’s little mission consisted of delivering a special document filled with confidential information to Tighnari. You were carrying a backpack with the document inside and the map of the Avidya Forest. While the Wanderer, as he said it, was carrying “moral support” for you both. Getting confused on directions, you took out the map to get a better sense of where you were going. You guys took many lefts and rights but still had no luck getting to the rendezvous point Nahida and Tighnari agreed on. “Are you sure you're reading that right? Or did you lose the ability to read?” “Of course, I’m reading the map right.” You said that and then placed the map closer to your face, making you lose awareness of the environment around you. Suddenly, you fell. Knowing you were going down, you shut your eyes and braced for impact with the ground, but it never came. You didn’t feel the ground; instead, you felt something warm. You then slowly opened your eyes to see that the indigo-haired boy was holding you. When you were heading for the ground, he was able to use his anemo vision to push you back, making you land against his chest with his arms wrapped around you. “You saved me?” You said puzzled and still trying to make sense of what just happened. He then turned in the other direction to hide his light pink face. “I-I wasn't going to let you fall. Mortals are fragile, so I didn't want you to break.” He was warm; being wrapped around his arms was warm; hearing his heartbeat was warm; just being near him made you feel warm. A few seconds of silence then passed until he spoke once again. “Where's the map?” You then in panic made your way out of his grasp to check the surrounding area. There was no luck; the map was gone. “Hahaha, hat guy, did you see the map go off?” “Don’t call me that, and it probably got blown away by the wind when you almost fell.” “If it got blown away by the wind, how are we going to make it to the rendezvous point?” You said with clear panic setting in. "Well, luckily for you, I remember where the rendezvous point is.” He was prideful of his assertion, placing his hands on his hips. “You do?” He then turned around to face the other way, as if hiding himself from your gaze. “Well, I know where it is, just not how to get there.” “So we’re basically lost, then?” He then swiftly turned around, pointing an accusatory finger in your direction. “Hey, you were the one whose job was guiding us. Mine was moral support.” “Left or right.” "What?” “I said left or right hat guy." "Left.” “We’ll head left then; let's go.” Just like that, you led the indigo hair boy to the left, hoping it would get you to the rendezvous point. Boy, were you wrong.

It was getting darker outside than when you initially entered the forest. “We’ve been lost for hours” “Well if someone had done their job.” “I know but besides the rendezvous how are we even going to get out of here.” “It's typical for a mortal like you to be lost.” “I’ll let you know your lost too, hat guy.” “Once again, don't call me that.” This bickering continued for another twenty minutes as you followed the same left direction. It only stopped when the Wanderer heard a meow from the bushes ahead of you. “Did you hear that?” “Hear what? Not all of us have godlike hearing, you know?” “There's an animal in those bushes over there.” He then pointed to the bushes in front of you and you saw them shake a bit. “Do you know what type it is?” “My guess would be a cat, but there's only one way to find out.” He then sheepishly smiled and pushed you in front of the bushes. “Thanks for having my back!” You said and then looked through the bushes. He was correct, it was a cat. The cat had indigo fur that matched its eye color, with a bell around its neck. “It’s so cute!” You exclaimed, holding it up in the air for the Wanderer to also see. “Only a mortal would swoon over a cat.” He said while turning to face the direction opposite of you. You then got the idea to bring the cat closer to him. “Pet the cat” “What?” “Pet this adorable cat. You know you want too.” He reluctantly petted the cat and while doing so his face changed to a tint of pink. “So did you like it?” “Maybe just a bit, but that doesnt fix the problem that we are still lost here.” “You're right, I still have no idea how we’re gonna get out. Maybe the cat knows.” “Why would the cat know, Y/N?” “It never hurts to ask.” You then turned your head towards the cute feline in your arms. “Hey, do you know where we can find Tighnari?” The cat, as if understanding what you were saying nodded and jumped off your arms and ran off. “After that cat!” The Wanderer then grabbed your hand and started running.

You two then both ran after that cat until you found Tighnari. You were out of breath, panting, while saying,“The cat actually led us here?” “I guess so, you were right to ask the cat Y/N.” After you caught your breath, you looked up seeing Tighnari petting the little critter. He spoke gently, but with hints of sass on certain words, “I’m glad to see you both made it. I was going to say, I hope you didn't mind. I was an hour late to the rendezvous since an emergency broke out with some forest rangers. However, it looks like you two were late as well so it all worked out.” “We wouldn’t have been late if Y/N didn't lose the map.” “Well we wouldn't have been late if the Wanderer had picked a direction other than left.” “I don't think Nahida would want to hear of you two fighting.” You and the Wanderer then straightened up both saying apologies to the man. “I should then give you this, Tighnari.” You then opened your backpack to give him the document you were sent to deliver to him from Nahida. The Wanderer then chimed in, “The Dendro Archon sends her regards.” “Thank you, please tell her I said hello. As for this… He then picked up the cat and walked over putting it into your arms. Y/N you should take the cat. He’s looking for a home and has told me he has quite enjoyed your company. Besides, I’m sure you’d make a great pet owner.” “Thank you and I’d love to take this cat in.” Tighnari then looked up and back at you two, “It’s getting dark, you two should make your way back home. He then pulled something out of his bag and placed it into the Wanderer’s map. Here's a map so you both can get home quicker.” “Thank you, Tighnari!” You said, with gleam. After that, your goodbyes were said and you made your way with the Wanderer back to your mutual housing. 

Fast forward a few weeks later, you’ve noticed the Wanderer always has a change of tone when you bring up your cat. You named him Scarameow, named after the Wanderer’s old self mixed with the word meow. This was due to their similar appearance and habits. You both haven't been sent on any missions for a while so you both have been stuck staying in your mutual house. Originally, it was the house the Wanderer was staying in when he wasn't with Nahida, but since she took you under your wing she had you stay in the house too. You both have your own rooms of course, but lately the Wanderer has been barging into yours with always something to go about. Such as: “How come Scarameow gets to sleep in and you wake me up?” “That’s because you're a grown adult and I need help with the dishes.” “How come Scarameow gets to lay wherever?” “That’s because he’s super cute.” In these examples he seems like he doesn’t like Scarameow; however, I’ve noticed in private when he thinks no one is watching he acts loving to the feline. He gives Scarameow pets, treats, affection, love, and belly rubs, but only when he thinks no one is watching. Which begs the question, why doesn't he like Scarameow? Or at least why does he pretend not to like him? You decided to observe the Wanderer, his actions and reactions every time the cat is around. Then after a while, it clicked and you came up with a theory. 

Wanting to put your theory into action, you invited the Wanderer into your room to hang out and play together with Scarameow. He reluctantly agreed, but came and played with Scarameow for a few minutes. You then decided to put your plan into action. You then picked up Scarameow and gave him tons of hugs and kisses, followed by words of praise. Going like, “You're the cutest being in the whole whole whole world, Scarameow! The cutest indigo cat I’ve ever seen.” "Why do you even say those things, Y/N?" “Why not. He's so cute; he looks just like you too.” “That’s why the real thing is right here, so why not just care for me instead?" You froze; did you just hear him, right? I mean, you expected a reaction from him, but not that one. He then spoke, "Listen, you can disregard what I just said; it's fine.” He then turned embarrassed, making his way to the door until you grabbed his wrist and stopped him. “No, you're not leaving. I don’t want you to leave.” “You don't want me to…leave?” “Yeah, I don’t want you to leave.” “Why so?” “Because I want to care for you. You're right, I show this cat tons of affection, but a part of it might be because it reminds me of you. Wanderer, I have feelings for you, as in romantic ones.” The words I’ve been holding on to for so long were said. I was nervous waiting for his response, but then it finally came: “I have feelings for you too, Y/N. I have for a long time. At first, I tried to suppress them, thinking, how can someone like you ever like someone like me. But, when you got Scarameow, just something in me clicked: I wanted to be the one you love and want as a partner.” His face was as red as a lobster, and he seemed flustered by the love confession he just made. “I want you to be my partner too.” You said this as you grabbed his hand and intertwined his fingers with yours. Suddenly, you hear a "meow." “Hat guy, now that you have confessed to me, you must hug Scarameow. Also, please don’t hide your feelings for my cat. I know you like to give him belly rubs and hugs when I’m not looking.” “I-I do not.” He said it with a red expression still on his face. "Yeah, yea, just don’t hide it.” Just like that, you and the Wanderer had become partners with a love that would last for eternity, with Scarameow included as well.

[ssa-atlas-alvez]

I can see cowboy having some tension within the team when he feels like his theories are going unheard and his opinion unvalued when they're all throwing ideas around. I feel like he'd gradually start stress eatin' more and more sunflower seeds until he runs out and just leaps up in the middle of spencer's long-winded argument after cowboy's suggestion has gone unheard by the team for the third time in five minutes he practically runs for the door because his allergies are about to hit fever pitch or he's gunna go smash some government issued coffee mugs.

This is right when you join the BAU, before everything.

Warnings: bad government knowledge on Atlas' part, I did try to google it but idk guys, trying my best here. Oh, also, stress eating.

Taglist: @xweirdo101x @xdark-acadamiax @ara-a-bird @heidss @chubbyboyinflannel @pendragon-writes @migwayne @bigolgay @technikerin23 @supercriminalbean @honestlycasualarcade @caffeine-mess @1s3v3n1 @oddmiles @kevyeen @stealing-kneecaps @criminalskies @woodandwaxwings @anonstories08

"Perhaps the unsub's a teenager," Spencer theorises and you want to slam your head against the desk. Because that's what you've been trying to put forth for the last ten minutes - ignored each time.

Instead, you say nothing, just continuing to shovel the sunflower seeds into your mouth before you say something you'll regret. "We should have seen that sooner..." Hotch mutters.

'I did.' You think bitterly, letting a handful of sunflower seeds fall into your mouth.

"But why is he targetting these men?" Garcia asked. Whoever the unsub was, he was going round shooting men - never life-threatening, but clearly out for revenge of some sort.

"Maybe someone like them scorned him in his past," You say, Prentiss talking over you before you can get your third word out. You were gonna need some more sunflower seeds real soon if this kept going. How many sunflower seeds were healthy to consume in a day?

You close your eyes for a moment before trying yet again to reiterate your point. This time, though, Reid cuts you off with a long list of statistics about female offenders.

"I think someone in his past hurt him and these guys remind him of them." Morgan says and you realise you're out of sunflower seeds. You shoot up, knowing that you didn't have many options right now (what with your anger): 1, scream at them (not literally but close enough), 2, throw the closest mug at the wall (but these were government-issued mugs so that probably wasn't the best idea), or 3, get some more sunflower seeds to munch on whilst you try not to regret your entire life decisions.

You don't know if they've even realised you've left the room and you can't be fucked to check. Instead, you head on over to your bag, pulling out a fresh pack of sunflower seeds and open it before making your way back to the room.

"Everything okay?" Hotch asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes sir," You answer, "Ran out of sunflower seeds. Figured no one would notice if I left anyway,"

"I know you were part of hostage negotiation previously, but we work as a team here."

You look at him for a moment, debating saying something. On calling his bullshit because clearly you only worked part of a team here if they had accepted you as a part of their 'group' - which you clearly weren't in yet. You settle for a simple, one worded answer.

"Interestin'." You say before resuming the eating of your sunflower seeds.

"Excuse me?" Hotch asked, clenching his jaw in frustration.

"Surprised you heard me, Sir," You said, "That's all,"

"Is there a problem here?"

"You tell me," You answer, "You're the boss."

"We'll talk about this later. We have more important things to be concerned about right now."

You tilted your head ever so slightly in a small nod of acknowledgement before turning back to the bag of sunflower seeds in your hands as you listened to the team - seeing no point in joining in at this point.

[nika-vincent]

If you haven't watched the full last BG3 stream, let me tell you this:

It pisses me off that people who don't play early access and knows little about the personalities of the characters are saying all sorts of shit without even trying to figure out what's really going on. 'Is this a real bear? Can I fuck a real bear???' Come on, it's an elven druid shifter, not a real bear!

Firstly, it is optional and Halsin has asked many times before if you are sure of this. And this choice was made by the viewers watching the stream! They did this to find out if the DnD system really does not limit us in anything and allows the player to make even the craziest choices. Secondly, we can calm him down and convince him not to turn into a bear and stay in his elf form. And thirdly, this scene will ONLY happen if you are determined that you want to have a romance with him. It does not appear by itself and is not imposed in any way! Don't be fooled by excerpts from that scene on YouTube where it says in huge letters "YOU CAN FUCK A BEAR IN BG3". The people doing this on purpose want to inflate the scandal for fun.

If you decide to buy the game just succumbing to a bear-fucking hype and scandal, I'm almost sure that you will be disappointed. Because this game is not about fucking bears and everything else. This is a fantasy RPG with a wonderful and exciting story, political conflicts and a desire to survive. Romances are a part of the gameplay that you can skip at all if you are not interested in it.

I would like people to know how cool and caring Halsin was before, he has a great personality in EA. That's why many people wanted to get a romance with him! And now people have branded him as a horny bear guy and hype on it. Disgusting…

[whxre-bxby]

Fanfiction further down! Scroll!

Recom Mansk x Recom f. Y/N 

Masterlist

"Greeting Death With A Smile"

Summary: Mansk is present on the boat for the last fight against Sully and Neytiri. He gets wounded and thinks he’s going to die alone. Luckily you find him in time, but you don’t know if it’s already too late.

WARNINGS: uhm TEARS, ANGST, Death, Blood, Violence tiniest bit of sad fluff, I’M BALLING MY EYES OUT WHILE WRITING THIS I THINK THAT SAYS ENOUGH

(Like, read at your own risk cuz I’m in pain I miss him sm)

Word Count: 4102

If u wanna feel even sadder i recommend you listen to (When it‘s cold I‘d like to die alone) it helped me cry my eyes out to the point that the tears burned my skin :)

Quaritch was giving instructions while, Lyle, Z-Dog, Prager, Mansk, and I stood close and listened. We were the only recom’s that I knew were alive. All the others had since been killed but since new things always kept happening, we couldn’t let our guard down and there was no time to mourn. 

I had to run past Ja who lay lifeless on deck and it made me feel sick. I felt the urge to at least pull his body somewhere else but I knew we didn’t have time. 

We had two of Jake’s kids hostage here with us and the Colonel was trying to get him to turn himself in for his daughters. 

I sighed, not knowing whether I would live to see another day. I wasn’t even sure why I was doing this or whether I thought it was right. But as a marine, you’re taught to listen to orders, even if you don’t agree with them. Listen and obey. That’s how you become a good soldier. And definitely never doubt your superior because they know what they’re doing. 

Deep down, I did doubt it though. Not just Quaritch’s plan but this whole mission. Our existence. It was all still a big mess to me. 

“Hold fire!” Quaritch orders as we watch him and Spider dive back into the water. 

“He’s comin’.” he added, turning to me and another human soldier. 

I pin my ears back and hold back a shiver from the cold. My clothes were wet but ignored the feeling and focused on holding my weapon ready. 

“Let’s get this guy.” Quaritch said like it were the easiest thing in the world. My ears perk up. I listen even though I doubt. Even though I don’t understand, I listen. 

“It’s what we came here for.” the Colonel keeps talking, looking at everyone around him. 

I notice how all of us are no longer fully with him. Prager and I exchange looks but with no expression because we are both in denial of our doubts and worries. Pretending they aren’t real. 

Even Lyle doesn’t nod along to his superior's words like he usually would. He would always back up everything Quaritch said but now he just stared at the ground, holding his gun and letting the Colonel’s words go in one ear and out the other.

Mansk looks at us and I can tell he has the same problem. We aren’t convinced but what option do we have? We’ve already done so much harm here. Once again. There’s no turning back because we’re marked down as the enemy for every single Na’vi on this planet. 

We aren’t wanted here so we must listen. 

To be completely honest, when I look at Quaritch one may think he knows what he’s doing. But I also occasionally catch a glimpse of doubt in his eyes. As if he weren’t sure why he would want to do this. Maybe he isn’t. I know damn well most of us hate the humans we used to be but we can’t do anything about it. 

He claps his hands together and his confident expression returns. He tells us to take our places and I look at the ground before going to cover my area of ground. 

We waited in silence for Sully to arrive and within the next few minutes, something exploded on the top deck. Prager and Z-Dog ran up the steps while I stayed on the lower deck with the rest of the team which is also where our hostages were. 

My ears flick in multiple directions as I hear screams and I see Neytiri land on her Ikran. Her presence here meant death to many. Perhaps it would be me too. 

Bodies start falling and I run over to pull a few soldiers out of the fire. Quaritch retreated to take cover close to where the two kids were while Lyle and Mansk continued to cover their ground. 

Someone shouted ‘Eyes up’ and I saw Jake and Neytiri land on the lower deck now. That meant they wiped out the entire top deck already.

I see Lyle and Mansk still standing and am about to go to them when I hear a scream of agony behind me. An injured soldier covered in flames. Without thinking, I run to him, pulling him away from the oil-covered metal pole and helping him put out the fire on his leg. He’s missing his other one. 

He lets his body fall back and sighs a little in relief, seeming to not feel the pain of his missing leg due to shock. I know he won’t make it through this. There is no one here to help. Everyone is trying to live. 

Quickly, I turn around and that’s when I see Lyle get pushed over the rail by Jake who turns in the opposite direction of me. Mansk is no longer in sight. 

I leave the wounded man behind because he passed out and I wouldn’t be able to help him anyway. I also just happened to care slightly more for Mansk and Lyle. 

I jog over to a large red metal pole, keeping my gun raised an looking around. Maybe a recom was injured and needed aid or perhaps I could spot either Jake or Neytiri and get at least one of them down. 

I press myself against the side of the column, looking over my shoulder at the rail which Lyle fell down. His body looked limp as it fell, making my gut wrench. Probably nothing I could save. 

Suddenly I hear a distant shout. 

“Y/N!” the voice of the Colonel echoes through the blood-stained walls of the ship. 

I flinch and just as I go to turn around, my knee is kicked in and I’m hit in the head with the base of a gun. 

I fall forwards and my body summersaults over a rail. My movements stop for a split second until my weight rolls to one side and suddenly I’m falling again. I land on the hard ground with a big thud which sends immense waves of pain through my body. 

In a state of shock, I look up at the hole I was pushed in but no one is standing there anymore. 

Slowly I get up, holding my side. I can’t move properly. I think I broke or at least cracked a rib. The lights in here are broken and since only a few work, it’s very dim. 

I look up and notice I’m not alone. 

Mansk couldn’t comprehend what happened fast enough. His heart dropped when Jake pointed the gun at him but luckily he ran out of ammo. In the next second, he lost his balance and hit his head on a metal pole next to him, falling over it. He saw Jake take his gun and launch it away before his upper body started tilting back. 

His upper body was resting over what seemed to be a dent in the ground but as he slowly turned in pain, he realised it went further down. Mansk felt as though he was slowly falling through the ground but he couldn’t prevent it because his eyes kept blacking out. He saw how he slowly fell into darkness and his feet lifted into the air, falling with him into the void.

The sound of gunshots and shouts was distant now and he lay at the bottom of the hole he didn’t see before. Light reflected inside from the fire above but it wasn’t strong enough to help him see. 

He groaned in pain, slowly lifting his injured body off the ground and pushing himself against a wall so that he was sitting upright. Mansk saw his shades on the ground next to him and noticed they were broken. 

He once made a joke that he would die with them when Lyle teased him about constantly wearing them. Maybe it was time. 

His head would drop in the direction the ship tilted as he lay limp against the cold metal. 

Mansk shouted for help, calling out the names of the people he thought might still be around but there was no answer. No one heard him.

His vision became blurry and when he looked down he saw his abdomen was covered in a small puddle of blood. Whether it was his he didn’t know. 

But he wasn’t afraid he would die. This is how he imagined it. He knew very well that one doesn’t mourn death in the military on Pandora. Mansk was ready to close his eyes for the last time and die alone, in peace. After all, it was his fate. Even though he hadn’t accomplished his mission, this is what always awaited him. 

He lost track of time and seemed to be drifting in and out of consciousness every few minutes. What woke him up was a scream which came from right above him and a thud of a body which landed a few feet from Mansk. His eyes managed to open and he saw a blue figure. Blood pumped through his veins as the feeling of fear returned again but once he noticed the U.S uniform, he dropped his head back in relief. It wasn’t Jake or Neytiri. 

I whine out in agony as I straighten my posture and see Mansk sitting and leaning against a wall. My face brightens and for a second I forget about the pain. 

“Mansk!” I shout, leaning back down on all fours and hugging my waist while looking up at him. He lifts his head and his eyes widen when he sees me. 

“Y/N?” he asks, but his voice sounds weak. I smile, feeling relieved he’s alive and that I’m not alone. 

“Oh thank god, I thought everyone was-” I say, crawling over to him before my hand comes in contact with a small puddle of fluid. I want to shake if off my skin but when I glance down I notice its colour. It’s not water, it’s blood. And it’s not mine but his.

My heart sinks when my eyes move higher up Mansk’s body, noticing how his blood has drenched the clothes on his stomach. When I look up at him he’s gazing at me with half-lidded eyes. Just above them, a new trail of blood is forming and slowly drizzling down the side of his face. 

“Oh, Mansk…” I whisper, ignoring my own pain and kneeling next to him. His eyes follow me as I move around him and he looks weak and exhausted. I don’t think he can move much more than his head. 

“Where are you hurt?” I ask, gently lifting his arm to check whether the blood is coming from his side.

“I don’t know…” he whispers, barely moving his lips or jaw. His eyes occasionally close while I apply pressure to check where the pain is coming from.

I hear him hiss through clenched teeth and I gently return it to its previous position. “Sorry,” I whisper.

He breathes heavily through his nose, looking down at himself. I notice how the blood doesn’t seem to stop. 

“Come on, we need to get you back.” I softly say, lifting his arm over my shoulder. But I didn’t know how to get out of here, I was just hoping that the darkness would lead to a door which could lead us outside.

“No.” he breathes out and his body tenses. I freeze my movements and look at him. 

“You can’t stay here Mansk.” I say, trying to motivate him to see if he can get up. 

“I can’t move.” he whispers, biting down on his teeth as he tries to pull his arm from my shoulder. 

“Y/N, I can’t feel my legs…” His jaw trembles and his voice breaks a little. His words go straight to my heart, seeming to tear it in two.

I look away, furrowing my eyebrows together while I convince myself that there must be another way. Quickly, in hopes of helping him, I lean over his body and apply pressure on his big wound to try and stop the bleeding. 

I feel the corners of my eyes sting and my nose itch. The common sign that showed me I was about to tear up. 

Mansk sighed and when I looked up at him he was softly smiling at me. It wasn’t a happy smile, but an appreciative one. 

Mansk knew that what you were doing wouldn’t save him, but your attempt made him smile. Knowing you cared enough about him not to leave him behind warmed his heart as it slowed its beating. 

“Stop looking at me like that, I’m gonna get you out of here.” I say, having to look away because otherwise, I might just break down. But my words didn’t seem to convince Mansk at all. They just refreshed his fading smile. 

Even if we would somehow make it out of this room, our chances of dying were probably worse on deck because Jake and Neytiri were still there. And if they weren’t, there was no way we could get off this ship. We were both too wounded to fly our Ikrans. It wouldn’t work.

With the next inhale he tensed up and coughed while I steadied him and kept him sitting upright. His legs were motionlessly laying on the floor in front of him while his chest heaved. I noticed him cough out a few drops of blood which is what did it for me. Mansk wasn’t doing well and my hopes of him surviving were dying out. 

“Thank you…” he whispered as his cough finally retreated. I look up at him through glossy eyes, wondering what he meant. I wasn’t going to let him see me cry, because crying would be acknowledging that he wasn't going to make it. As long as I held them back, there was still hope in me. 

“I thought I’d-” he said, being cut off by gasping for air. “...die alone.” 

A smile formed on his lips again as his eyes remained fixed on my face. 

Mansk knew all recom’s were something close to friends but he didn’t think he ever had anyone close enough to him to stay with him through his last moments. He expected to be left behind somewhere, injured and no longer deemed as useful. 

“Come on Mansk, don’t give up on me.” I say, my forced calm voice breaking as I feel my bottom lip begin to quiver. 

“I’m glad you’re here…” he struggled to say, forcing the words out of his pained chest while keeping his faint smile. It was slowly fading again.

I gasp, pressing my lips together to not lose it. I reach for his limp and blood-stained hand and hold it between both of mine. Feeling how cold it is has me fighting back tears. 

I shiver from shock and pain. My broken rib was poking me and it hurt like hell.

"I can't save us." I whisper to myself, my voice trembling.

Suddenly, I feel how my legs are wetted and I look down, dreading to see blood but this time it is water. The room was slowly tilting to one side and the water was flowing in from the other side of the room. Mansk had noticed it too. 

“You-” he said before coughing up more blood and I lost it. “You need to go.” he said, his voice sounding pained and forced. I knew he was suffering but I couldn’t let him die here. 

“I’m not leaving you, Mansk.” I whisper, pressing his palm against my cheek. The tears blur my vision before spilling down my cheek, burning my skin a little. 

“You can- live.” he says, swallowing back a cough while he struggles to breathe. 

I clench my eyes closed, not wanting him to leave me as well. I knew Mansk for a long time and even though we were never really close, he had been a part of my life since I arrived on Pandora. We rarely talked but we knew we had each other's back and it didn’t cross my mind that I could lose him during this war. Now that I was face to face with the aftermath of violence, I was crumbling down. He meant too much to me, I couldn’t let him go. 

“Don’t worry about me.” I whisper, forcing a trembling smile onto my face. I point to the opening of the hole we fell through. “I’ll get out there.” I say and his eyes slowly drift from my face to the opening in the ceiling and then back to me. He doesn’t seem sure of it but he doesn’t question it any further. His movements become so faint that I notice his presence slowly fading away. Mansk’s eyes slowly unfocus from my face and I reach out and cup his cheek while tears continue to spill from my eyes. 

“Mansk-” I sob, trying to stay composed in front of him. He blinked, opening his slowly closing eyes a bit more and looking at me again. 

“... stay with me, come on.” 

My fingers gently tap his cheek while the water on the floor mixes with his blood. 

Mansk opens his mouth to say something but he can’t push out a single word and instead, he slowly struggles to inhale before closing his mouth again. 

I hold his palm against my chest, roughly where my heart is as I try to keep his attention on me. 

“Please, don’t do this to me…” I sob, clutching his hand. He stares at me and his eyes look sad but he can’t say or do anything. 

“Mansk, please you’re all I have left.” I cry out, dropping my head down before looking up at him. 

“Thank you…” he repeats and ever so faintly whispers. He was grateful I was by his side because in truth Mansk did want to live. Mansk wanted to wake up to the morning the next day and be with everyone else. But that wasn’t possible. Not only because he was slowly dying, but because everyone has had since probably died.

I rub my thumb over his cheek, trying to comfort him. He’s looking into my eyes and furrows his eyebrows together a little as if he were confused about whether my tears are actually for him. Like he didn’t think he was worth my pain. 

Mansk looked at me almost apologetically and his lips parted while he tried to get more air into his lungs. I couldn’t see his chest heaving anymore but I felt so mild air fanning from his mouth with small exhales. 

I bit down on my lip, watching him and needing proof of life every few seconds. 

He’s staring at me, grateful he wasn’t left alone and I notice how his eyes start to unfocus again. I gently tap his cheek, waiting for his eyes to readjust like they did last time but this time Mansk’s head is slowly falling to the side and into my palm. His eyes fade out and stare into nothing as they move from my face to the empty space behind me. His soft breath stopped fanning against my hand and his face was no longer contorted in pain or sorrow. It was blank and relaxed. 

Mansk’s hand slowly drifted off my chest and loosely fell on his lap.

I wanted to scream and call his name but all words got stuck in my throat and I held onto him while my mouth gaped open. Tears fell from my face onto his now lifeless and numb body. 

His blood continued to colour the rising water around me red. It had already overflowed his legs and reached up to his waist. 

I held on to his body, pressing my face against his shoulder and crying my eyes out. 

At this point, I had lost absolutely everyone and everything. We couldn’t return to family on Earth because we were Na’vi and now we had all lost each other. 

Z-Dog lay on the top deck with a bow in her hip and one in her face while the ship started to slowly sink. 

Prager lay on his side, motionless with a spear through his chest. 

Lopez’s body had now sunk to the bottom of the ocean after he was shot by an arrow. 

Walker, Zhang and Fike both had been shot down by arrows too.

Warren and Brown got an axe in their body.

Ja I had left behind after he was killed by the Tulkun. 

Lyle was floating in the water, struggling to stay above the surface.

I didn’t know where Quaritch was but I knew he couldn’t help me. 

And Mansk… lay bleeding out in front of me, lifeless and cold. His head was tilted to the side and I knew that he was gone. I could never talk to him again. I would never see him again. I know even if I survived, they wouldn’t retrieve his body and he would stay here and sink with the ship. 

The water was filling the room more rapidly now but I still clung on to Mansk, crying his name. 

I noticed his broken shades floating in the water and picked them up. 

Remembering how much he liked to wear them I steadied his head and carefully put them on him after closing his eyelids. He would have thanked me if he could have for this.

My body was shaking but I knew I was going to die here too if I didn’t leave soon. I get up and the water reached up to Mansk’s neck already. It was gushing in from a half-open door on the other side of the dark room. 

I look up, making sure the exit is still there but suddenly I see the water start flowing in from the top. The entire room is slowly turning over and the water flowing on deck has managed to push over the door which now completely closed off the hole we were in. 

The room gets a lot darker and the water is leaking in from the side and from the top. 

I groan out in pain through my sobs. I have tears staining my cheeks and my nose became runny and stuffed. This isn’t how I wanted things to end. We were finally starting to enjoy being alive on Pandora and now we died because our past selves made us finish something they couldn’t. 

I look back at Mansk and see that he is fully submerged in the water now. I cry out, hating how helpless he is and how helpless I feel now. My side aches even more and I clutch my broken rib, trying to bite back the pain. I wouldn’t be able to swim in this anyway. 

Within minutes, my feet are no longer touching the ground and my head is bumping against the ceiling. I’m crying out for help in pain but no one can hear anything over the noise of the flowing water. I wonder if anyone is still alive but I highly doubt it. There is a crack in the wall which is letting the oxygen in the room be replaced with water. I struggle to swim and keep my head above the surface. 

(Art)

But then I ask myself, why I’m fighting? There was no use to it. Everyone was gone and I was stuck and injured. 

I deeply inhale one last time before the entire room is submerged in water. My eyes open and I peer down at Mansk, who is lifelessly half laying at the bottom. 

Since I’m going to die I might as well join him there so neither of us has to be alone. 

I swim down with the last of my strength, watching how the last few bubbles of air escape his slightly parted lips. My hand once again reaches for his and I hold on to it for some form of comfort before I face upwards and let all the air I have to escape my lungs. 

I start choking and look at Mansk. The light specks on our skin were slightly illuminating the water but his were more faded. I looked closer and watched how the light slowly vanished from him, one dot at a time. 

It wasn’t long before I started drowning and a few minutes later, my lifeless, artificial blue body sunk down and joined Mansk on the floor of the ship.

Our bodies would stay here, most likely forever since all the death here was just a failed mission. 

The lights from my body had now disappeared too and we were dragged down to the bottom of the ocean along with the ship. All because some humans wanted us to finish what they couldn’t.

So there I lay, greeting death with a smile once again, in hopes of meeting Mansk someday and somewhere far from here.

(I'm going to try and make some art to this)

Tag List: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @number1gal

[junipers-archive]

🕷️Spider-Man Spencer where the team and reader find out about him like in no home

You can't believe it. You can quite literally not wrap your head around what was happening right now.

You'd been swinging around the city with Spencer, he'd agreed somewhat begrudgingly to take you two to work. The traffic was terrible and Hotch would have your heads if you were late again.

But now. Now you were surrounded by screens de-masking your boyfriend. And it takes you a minute, it really does but then your turning to him. "Spence- how-did-how?!"

Without a word he scoops you up again, trying his best to cover your face as all cameras turn towards him, bystanders hollering and some just staring in complete shock.

On the way you decide that the best option is to go to the team, they'd know what to do, right?

When you get there your greeted by them almost immediately as Penelope begins rattling on of questions to lighten the mood, Derek grins and Emily stares hard at the both of you. Once in the office they all explode in their real questions, after having recieved the nod of approval from Hotch.

The only one Spencer cares to answer is his, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"I just wanted to protect you guys. What's happened to me is beyond what science has come to prove. It should be impossible! It is impossible." He's holding your hand under the table, you're running soothing circles on his wrist as his leg jitters up down.

Derek isn't in the slightest perturbed by the news though, he simply asks, "Why did Y/n get to know?"

You take it under liberty to answer that one, "How didn't all of you? I swear the best profilers in the country and you had no idea?"

"She-uh she found my suit when-she-and-i-" he was blushing, hell he'd just been revealed as Spider-man but the thought of the team knowing your 'activities' made him duck his head in embarrassment.

"Oh I knew long before then Spence. I knew the second you finally decided to fu-"

"OKAY. We get it, you two did the nasty." it was Derek, apparently he wasn't getting the answer he has questioned for. "Now what do we do?"

Despite your all independent personalities you turn your heads to Hotch, he was you leader, even in this more-than unusual circumstance, that didn't change.

"We protect him." three words, yet they held so much meaning, you all nod in agreement, knowing full well how many people would be coming after Spence and those close to him.

Because he was Spencer, he was protecting those he loved and more on a daily basis and now it was everyone else's turn to return the favor.

[cyn-onym]

GYARU!! (Various!Tokyo Revengers X Gyaru!Reader) Pt. 3

Hoshino (Y/N) is a laidback, yet well-mannered girl who has little to no aspirations in life besides shopping, the newest trends, and having fun. Because of how she expresses herself she is what many people call a Gyaru.

Previous Chapter

Next Chapter

First Person POV -

Today was eventful, I'm drained.

Maybe I should just go to sleep and worry about my homework tomorrow? I thought as I threw myself onto my bed after a shower. I could make up an excuse or beg Chitose for hers, but it'll probably cost me... As I contemplated my options my phone began to ring, it was my best friend.

I sat up and propped myself up on my headboard before answering. "EMMA! What's up!?"

"Y/N!! How was school? Anything interesting happen?" The girl yelled back. I laughed before responding "Yeah, school was boring as usual but afterward was a real event!"

"Really what happened?!!"

"Tell me why I ran into a group of gangsters on my way home and it turns out they're called the 'Tokyo Manji Gang'." As I finished my statement Emma let out an "Eh?"

To which I responded, "What? Have you heard of them?" 

"Yeah, you could say that.., but continue with your story."

"Ok, so as I was passing them I realized they were beating up some kid from my class. So, being the great samaritan I am, I helped him out."

"You didn't get hurt did you?!"

"Of course not, I couldn't bring myself to help him until they left... Their leader is like 2x my size and I was not in the mood to get harassed."

"For real." 

"But the plot thickens, you remember Nozomi right?" 

"Uhh, a little.."

"Well, she just happens to be dating the leader of said group."

"...No way. Are you gonna tell her?"

"I mean I'll try but she can be stubborn sometimes.."

"Mmm."

"But wait it doesn't stop there, I also know the girlfriend of the dude they were beating to a pulp."

"No way. Really? What's her name?"

"Hina, we were in the same class last year."

"Mmm."

"She's so sweet, earlier I bumped into her and she looked so scared like a little rabbit."

"Awww maybe we should all hang out sometime?"

"That'd be amazing, I can imagine you guys getting along really well. But enough about me how was your day?"

"Well compared to your's it was so boring, l didn't even get the chance to see-" Before Emma could finish her statement she was interrupted by a slamming noise, presumably her bedroom door. 

"Oi, what'd you think you're doing barging into a woman's room unannounced..."

The person she seemed to be talking to didn't respond, leaving the situation up to my imagination. However, it wasn't long before yelling broke through the air "OI HOLD ON WAIT-, STOP DON'T JUMP-"  Before an abrupt tone rang out signalizing the girl had either hung up or her phone had disconnected. I stared at my phone in fake disbelief before jokingly rolling my eyes. It's been a long day, it's time for me to go to bed. 

'Should I mention what I saw to Nozomi or leave it be?' I pondered the idea I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came and I prepped myself for another day of school. I was still groggy from last night's events and ended up procrastinating my morning routine. It wasn't until the clock read 7:45 am that I put myself into gear. 

I hastily put on my uniform, before fixing my makeup, and grabbing the items I picked up last night. I then traveled off to the train which happened to be packed the one day I'm running late.

By the time I reached school, it was 8:40 am. I quickly changed into my indoor shoes before rushing to my classroom. Just as I entered the bell rang out. As I made it to my seat I breathed out a sigh of relief, I made it just in time.

Not even a minute later Ms. Kubo stepped into the classroom and greeted everyone. Waiting for attendance to conclude I scanned the room to distract myself. As I examined the room I spotted Hanagaki, his face was still bandaged up from last night and he seemed to be deep within thought.

I stared at him for a minute hoping to telepathically gather his attention which surprisingly worked. Our eyes met and I gave him a subtle wave and smile which he sheepishly returned. I then turned my attention to the board before taking notes.

After hours of classes, it was finally lunch break, I put away my supplies before gathering my lunch. Looking over the classroom I searched for Hanagaki but he was nowhere to be seen.

'I wanted to ask him how he was doing.'

Meanwhile, the girls were blowing up my phone telling me to meet them on the roof again but I wanted to see Hanagaki first. He's not anything special and I'm no homewrecker but I'd be lying if I said he wasn't interesting. There's something about him...

He must be eating with some friends or Hina, so I decided to check the halls and some of the neighboring classrooms. 

I even asked some students nearby but they hadn't seen him either. A whole 10 minutes passed and I still couldn't find him, however just as I was about to give up I spotted him walking with some friends.

Third Person POV -

"Hanagaki-kun!!" a voice exclaimed.

The group of boys all turned around in surprise only to find the notorious Hoshino Y/N making her way over. "EHHHHH!!!" The boys exclaimed in surprise, The Hoshino Y/N was making her way over. She noticed them. No, she noticed Hanagaki. How did she even know his name furthermore his existence?? 

"Oi Takemichi how do you know her!" Makoto and Yamagishi aggressively whispered as they dragged him down. All to the confusion of Takemichi, were you important? "Why I just happened to meet her yesterday?? Is she important or something?"

Yamagishi and Makoto could only stare at the boy in disbelief.

"THAT'S HOSHINO Y/N, YOU BASTARD. SHE'S ONE OF THE CUTEST GIRLS AT MIZO MIDDLE! SHE'S EVERY GUY'S WET DREAM!" Makoto screamed out.

"ACCESSORIZED FROM HEAD TO TOE, WITH LOOKS THAT BRING PEOPLE TO TEARS, AND A SMILE AND VOICE THAT COULD BRING ANY MAN TO HIS KNEES. SHE'S ALSO HALF FOREIGN AND GETS CONFESSIONS ON THE DAILY!" Yamagishi continued.

"Don't tell us you gave up on Hina and moved on to her, you lucky bastard. I'll kill you!" Takemichi was appalled were you famous? 

"Hanagaki-kun!" Before the two boys could put their hands on the blond, the girl arrived before them.

"Hanagaki-kun, geez didn't you hear me? It's rude to ignore a girl when she's calling you." The girl stated with a pout getting up in the boy's face. In response, Takemichi stuttered out an apology as his friends seethed in anger. 

"Did you need something Hoshino-san?" The boy questioned. "Oh, nothing I just wanted to check in on you after last night?" The boys surrounding the two froze in surprise, what happened last night? 

"TAKEMICHI, YOU BASTARD!!" Makoto screamed before placing the blond in a headlock. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HINA?" Yamagishi cried. "MORE IMPORTANTLY, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US!!" Accompanied by Makoto.

"Oi, YOU TWO CUT IT OUT!" Atushi chimed in followed by Takuya.

However, before the boys could continue their antics a laugh rang out. The girl in front of them gripped her stomach in pain as she tried to catch her breath. "You guys are hilarious! Yesterday on my way home I stumbled upon Hangaki-kun and patched him up. You guys should have seen him he was crying." Makoto and Yamagishi almost dropped to their knees in relief.

The blonde tried to deny the statement but could only sputter in response.

"Nonetheless sorry to disrupt you guys during your break. I never introduced myself, my name's Hoshino Y/N, and you all are?" The girl noted.

"Sendo Atushi, it's nice to meet you." The boy with a plum-colored pompadour stated. "Yamamoto Takuya, it's nice to meet you as well." The blond with long hair shyly responded.

"Yamagishi Kazushi, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance Hoshino-san." The chestnut-haired boy with glasses said smugly. "Suzuki Makoto, but you can call me whatever you want." The tallest with a slick back stated flirtily.

"There's no need for formalities just call me Y/N, it's nice to meet you all, we should all swap numbers and hang out sometime~" The gal said confidently flipping her phone open.

After getting everyone's number the girl took it upon herself to make a group chat. Before looking at the time, lunch break was almost over.

"We should totally eat lunch together one day, maybe tomorrow? I gotta go meet with my friends, so I'll catch ya'll later~" The girl stated excitedly before running off.

Once the girl was out of sight she smirked to herself. Despite how they dressed Hanagaki's friends were kind of attractive. They just needed some work...Heavy industrial work but nonetheless, they were diamonds in the rough and she was gonna polish them.

The days following are looking more eventful from here on out.

★彡

Third Person POV -    

A week has passed since you became friends with the Mizo Middle Five.

Or at least that's what they liked to call themselves. As expected they made your days at school more eventful and entertaining.

At first, it was just quick interactions before and after school but it quickly became more. After-school convenience store visits or trips to the arcade, you even started eating lunch with them every other day. 

After hanging with the boys for about a week they quickly realized that the rumors about you were pretty 50/50.

Most portrayed you as gal that went to school by day and partied all night with upperclassmen. When in reality your nights were spent in your room, talking to Emma, browsing clothing magazines, or playing with your Tamagotchi.

They were also surprised to find out that you didn't have a boyfriend. You laughed it off, but couldn't help but wonder how could someone like Takemichi managed to get a partner before you. Tons of guys confessed to you but they always had one fatal flaw. Which would be brought to your attention by none other than your best friends.

Similarly to you, the boys weren't as in tune with their "delinquent" lifestyle outside of their lame attempts in scaring lower classmen which often didn't work. 

Regardless, today you happened to be spending lunch in an empty classroom with the Mizo Middle. Halfway through eating your lunch, you realized that you forgot to grab a drink.

"Hey, I'll be back I'm gonna grab a drink from the vending machine." You said grabbing your wallet.

"Grab me one too!" Yamagishi exclaimed before you could exit the classroom. "You gonna pay me?" You asked side-eyeing the boy.

"No.."

"Then I guess you have your answer." You said before abruptly shutting the door. Traveling down you reached the machine and inserted the required Yen into the machine. Once your drink dropped you gathered it before making your back to the classroom. However, as you arrived you noticed whispers coming from inside the room.

"It's been every day lately."

"Today's fighter..is gonna be Takuya," Sendo whispered. 

'Fighter? What were they talking about?'

"Takuya can't do this!" Yamagishi yelled.

"He's not good at fighting at all!" Makoto exclaimed.

"Tell that to Kiyomasa." Sendo responded.

A silence followed.

'There goes Kiyomasa's name again.'

"I'd love to take his place if I could. But it's not like they'd ever listen to what we had to say." Sendo continued.

"Takemichi." Takuya spoke up.

"Huh?" Takemichi questioned.

"Just watch! I'll get revenge for you. When I win, you better treat me to some gyudon." Takuya said confidently. 

"Takuya.."

"Anyway, just keep believing you can win, Takuya!" Yamagishi declared.

"Yeah I know."

"You've got this Takuya." Makoto persisted.

Before the conversation could progress you re-entered the room "I'm back". 

"Y/N-chan! Welcome back!" Makoto chirped happily. "Did you get me a drink?" Yamagishi asked as you entered the classroom.

You glared at the boy before reiterating what you said earlier, to which he rolled his eyes.

"Hey, promise me you guys won't get too hurt..."

The group looked at each other in confusion before coming to the realization that you had overheard their conversation. Sendo sighed before responding, "Wow, have a little faith in us.."

"You guys are my friends I'm gonna worry..." You said flopping back into your seat.

"Aw, Y/n-chan cares about us~" Yamagishi teased as he threw his arm over your shoulder almost knocking the drink out of your hand.

"S-shut up! You said pouting your lip.

Before the boys could tease you any further the bell chimed.

Quickly cleaning the empty classroom and rearranging the desks you all made your way to your classrooms.

"All right, let's do this! Takuya yelled hyping himself up.

"If you tense up too much, you might fart." Yamagishi inquired confidently.

"Gross..." You stated grimacing at the boy's statement. 

"That's just you, dumbass." Sendo sighed.

★彡

The bell chimed again signalizing the end of the day.

Stretching you rose from your seat and gathered your stuff. Pushing in your chair you paced out of the room.

You were going to find Chitose. The girl was a member of the student council, surely she could help?

Reaching the student council room you opened the door to find Chitose sorting through some papers. Perking up you greeted the ravenette. "Hihi!"

Engrossed in her task she gave you a distracted response "Hey...did you need something?"

"Can't I visit one of my best friends after school?"

Looking up from the papers the girl raised her brow "Mmm.."

"Hehe...besides that what are you doing here alone?" You asked attempting to change the subject.

"I just had to organize these documents." The girl stated setting the documents aside and collecting her stuff.

"So you're leaving now? That's perfect." You said following the girl to her shoe locker. The girl glanced up at you in confusion.

Once the girl's shoes were on you decided to pop your question. "Jah..do ya think you could help me out before you go home?"

"Mmm, with what?"

"So you see- my friends are in this fight club an-"

"You mean those delinquents?" Nozomi interrupted, Akane following close behind her.

"I mean- yeah..but they're more than that..I care about them."

"More than us?" Akane questioned.

"What? Of course not you guys are my best friends.." You stuttered shifting your gaze.

"Y/N.." Chitose spoke.

"Yes!" You exclaimed hoping the girl would agree with you.

"I can't help you."

"Huh...why?!" You cried in confusion.

The raven-haired girl sighed before continuing. "Look..past this gate, I'm just another student, like everyone else."

"But-" 

"Plus I'm busy. I have to study for an upcoming exam, and the student council is also debating meeting before school. Remember we talked about this, did you forget?"

"Of course not...sorry."

"Why don't you come and study with us? Chitose prodded.

"I can't just leave them.."

"Eh? Says who?" Nozomi inquired with an annoyed expression.

It seemed like the longer the conversation continued the harder it became to speak.

"Y'know..Y/N how long are you gonna mess with them? It's getting kind of sad." Nozomi sighed.

"Right?! We could find you better guys than those ones. I could even recommend a few. Akane smirked.

"Huh?"

"Akane's right, if you want to sleep around we could fix you up with someone?" Nozomi commented opening her phone.

"What?! I-I'm not sleeping or trying to sleep with them!" You stated defensively.

"Eh really?! My bad.." Akane remarked surprised.

"If that's the case why do you hang out with those losers?" Nozomi continued.

"I-" You started however before you could defend yourself Nozomi chimed in again. "It's ok if that's your type. They seem easy, but they're likely not experienced, to be honest."

"Like I said they're just-"

"Friends. I got it. I got it, jeez!" Nozomi sighed as she rolled her eyes.

The three girls continued to chat amongst themselves but you couldn't manage to make anything out.

Talking somehow only made the situation worse...so you stayed quiet, lost in thought. 

"Well it's getting late, I gotta go, tomorrow." Nozomi stated as she brushed past you.

"Yeah, see ya." Akane said as she followed behind the girl.

You didn't respond as you watched them leave.

"I should get going as well...but Y/n just go home, they're not safe." Chitose stated with a sympathetic smile.

You opened your mouth to object but she walked away, leaving you alone.

Unconsciously you traveled to the side of the school before leaning on one of the concrete walls to catch your breath.

It hurt to breathe, it felt as if your lungs were deflating no matter how much air you tried to breathe in.

It didn't help that you were shaking, not in anger but in shame.

Crouching down to gather yourself better, your vision began to blur as you fought back tears before shakily taking out your phone. It was now 3:45, the club would-

No. It was best you just went home. What could you possibly do for them?

It's not like they'd die...

They'd be fine? They'd be fine.

Right?

[remimibanana]

Nintendo 3DS Retrospective Part 3: A System's Function Continued

I hit the image limit on the previous part, and there's so many more screenshots I want to share with you all! I won't let the limit stop me from blabbing on!

Here is the third part where I continue on about all the system functions and other software I didn't have a chance to show in the other parts. This retrospective was originally one part, and then it became two, and then it became three....

Part 3 is under the cut!

Nintendo 3DS Camera

For the DS/3DS line, one of the main features is the dual cameras featured on the inside and outside of the system. To go with the camera, you need a camera application!

It is a simple application that lets you take photos and videos, and view them all. I used to spend a lot of time here, messing around with all the effects you could set and recording random videos here and there.

You couldn't record any videos on the DSi, so I went a little crazy with it back when. I still have all the old photos and videos I took, although the quality of the photos aren't that great.

It honestly feels like a downgrade from the Nintendo DSi Camera, as there are less effects and ways to edit your image. I miss distorting my images!

But it still was pretty cool to use.

Nintendo 3DS Sound

The DS/3DS line also had a microphone, so of course we need an application that lets you record voice clips and listen to music!

I loved recording myself. I would record the most weirdest of things that makes me wonder what I was thinking back then.

Let me list some of the highlights:

Me swearing very intensely for no real reason in particular, I think I just wanted to say “god damn piece of shit” while emphasizing the last part.

Me singing the beginning to Dragostea Din Tei because I really like this song.

Me singing the entirety of the English cover of A Female Ninja, but I Want To Love because I was really into Yandere Simulator for a bit.

My brother saying “asshole” over and over.

Me recording myself saying a garble of words when reversed, would sound like me saying “moving on the ground”, like Mario.

A whole bunch of calls from Stevo, my quail I used to have.

There is Streetpass, but I never knew how to use it back then. I still don’t know how to use it in fact, it won’t let me add anything to the Streetpass playlist in order for me to turn on Streetpass for this application.

Perhaps one day, I’ll be able to try it out.

Nintendo eShop

Even though it shut down a while ago, you still can use it at the time I post this retrospective.

I really love the eShop a lot. It had soul and our little shopping bag guy. I was there when the shutdown occurred, downloading any last games or demos I wanted.

It looks rather empty without everything...but I'm glad we still can access it and listen to the banger BGM! I always have a smile on my face when I come on here.

I used to spend a lot of time on here as a kid when I had access to the internet, downloading a whole bunch of demos and exploring what games there was!

One time, my dad put $50 into my account since he saw I was on it with his card. I remember being so grateful, he didn't have to put in any money!

I could have bought a single game, but I bought multiple smaller games since I went a little crazy. You can't blame kid me, $50 was a lot of money to me!

From memory, I bought:

Colors 3D

Pokemon Dream Radar

Crystal Monsters

A Shaun the Sheep Episode Set

I wish I could go back to the heyday. It's crazy to think I bought these things over 10 years ago....

I love the Other Settings menu. I used to spend my time here scrolling through it all, seeing what each of the options did. The BGM makes me really emotional when I hear it.

Before the shutdown occurred, I spent over five minutes on this screen trying not to cry. It feels like a part of my childhood got stripped away without my consent. I know we still can use it, but one day....they will stop it too.

Thank you, Nintendo eShop!

Face Raiders

I liked this game a lot! I'm surprised people didn't, I think it's rather charming!

This is my favourite opening animation, the faces sing in a row but the last one messes up and the others gang up on that face.

I used to play this a lot back when I got my red 3DS, since it was one of the only games already on the system. You take a picture of someone's face and then hit the shit out of it with balls over and over in various stages.

My favourite mode was "Share the Fun", especially the underwater stage. I know it was meant for someone else to try out the game, but I used to do it for myself!

Every time it would say to pass the system over to the other person, I would pretend to pass it to myself.

In the underwater stage, you hit someone's face over and over before it falls down onto the floor, with a new version of the face appearing when you destroy it.

I used to always challenge myself to beat my record.

I've never actually beat the final boss in this game, surprisingly. I have the Final Stage unlocked, but I never understood how to beat it. The whole laser thing went over my head, and I think it still does to this day.

I vow to beat it at some point!

Internet Browser

A very simple browser that had limited functionality, especially on the original 3DS line.

I didn’t really use it much when I was a kid, since I had no internet. I did like going on it anyway to get nowhere. I think I tried to use Youtube on here a few times, which didn't load any videos as you might have guessed.

I did log into Twitter before they removed the legacy support since it would have been a missed opportunity otherwise!

You can download images from here, which is what I used it for mainly! You search up the image on Google, view the full sized image and click on "Save Image"!

Not all images could be saved though.

They had to 480 x 480 or below and even then, it might not work for some reason. I used this feature a lot when I drew on Colors 3DS, so I could colour drop the colours I needed for an artwork.

You could put the image you need on the SD card, but if it doesn’t appear in the Nintendo 3DS Camera, you can’t use it in Colors 3D. I wish it wasn't so complicated.

It’s tough drawing on the 3DS.

Colors Gallery

Speaking of Colors 3DS, this is my opportunity to show the Colors Gallery I was talking about in Part 1! Tumblr limit will always be my enemy.

I love this gallery so much. It's a shame we won't ever see it on the 3DS again after the shutdown, but luckily...it won't completely disappear!

There is the Colors Live gallery online which has all of the 3DS artworks! It’s nice to see that nothing will disappear, although no new artworks will ever be uploaded to the gallery from the 3DS.

It's rather unfortunate. I did make my own account and uploaded some of the artworks I was proud of!

Click here to see my profile!

Here is one of the Tokyo Mew Mew artworks I saved when I was a kid in all its glory. It still looks the same as I remember all those years ago....

Friend List

You're probably wondering, why is the Friend List here?

I really like this part of the system, despite how small of a part it plays. You always go on it to see all your friends, add new ones and set your favourite title!

The BGM is a banger, I could spend hours listening to it without being bored of it. I love how they used your Mii inside this card, they would move and even have their own 3DS while you were playing a game!

I remember trying to add people as a kid but the other person didn’t have my friend code so I would be left with these blank cards while waiting for the other person to be my friend.

Once I realised they would never become my friend, I deleted them after a while. If you have a modded system, you can actually put homebrew software as your favourite title which I find really funny.

“I love the FBI manager so much that I should let everyone know!” - someone probably.

Game Notes

You're also probably wondering, why is the Game Notes here too?

I think it’s one of the functions people often overlook, but I used to use it all the time! You only had three colours you could use and only sixteen notes to draw on which was a bit of a shame.

As you can see above, I used it to draw whatever I felt like. Mostly just Splatoon and Pokémon.

Miiverse

It really is too bad it shutdown.

I didn't get to use it too much back in the day, but I'm glad I was able to use it a bit! I remember looking at everyone's posts and admiring all the wonderful drawings!

I even posted on there too, but I don't remember what I drew. There was an offline mode where you could make a post and save it for later to upload. I wish they kept it, just so we could experience it all again like before.

Swapdoodle

The lovely note application we all know and love!

I decided to make this my last title I'll talk about since I have a lot of memories with it. I used this to draw little notes for myself and my friends, sending them when I felt like doing so.

Nikki is the mascot who writes notes to you and teaches you all the things you can do, unlocking new features as you go. You can put up to four badges as an example, which I like to use a lot since I have many of them.

There was a store you could buy more pencil colours and new note backgrounds, but that stopped working with the eShop shutdown, unfortunately.

I regret not buying a pack or two.

We will never see this little notification appear again. I think it's a shame, but what can you do?

And that's a wrap!

With that, my 3DS retrospective is complete! It was a lot of fun reminiscing. Thank you for all the wonderful memories you have given me, you wonderful handheld.

I wish Nintendo would keep supporting it, but all good things must come to an end. I never thought we would reach this point.

To the next console and beyond!

[linhmiu201]

Press F to pay respect to our Vanderwood, he never ceases to amuse us. :) He's basically promoted as Seven's nanny now. Give him some spotlight please Cheritz. 🙏🙏

Finally, I read the Judge End. It's sad how the RFA basically torn apart (I did agree that there should be a name change but throwing away the name and breaking apart ain't the same thing... *insert sad V emoji*) And it's absurb how harsh you would need to act in order to unlock it. At least now I totally understand why it only took a few 'soft' choices to lead you to the other ending, and why Cheritz seems to push us into getting Forgive End. They feel the need to sink us with lessons about forgiveness and keep saying that's the right thing to do because of Korean culture, I suppose. Be warned, this is just my own speculation.

When I was in junior high school, a certain Korean TV series was aired at noon. It was unfortunate that I had to go to school every afternoon so I didn't get to watch all of it, but that series left such a big impression on me. Its name is Phantom, an SBS series about hacking and cyber crimes. I remember this detail the most: a girl was cyber bullied to the point that she committed suicide. At that time it was so unfamiliar to me that I remember it even now. If you guys read Chinese web novels then you'd know that the netizens there don't really care if news posted online is truthful or not. If it is said that this celebrity or that idol had an addiction, committed adultery,... then they'll just assume it's true, and swarm said celebrity's Weibo with hate speech. And do you know about a case where an actor in Japan was revealed to have a girlfriend, his fans felt so angry and 'betrayed' that they pressured a production he was starring in to cancel his role? In the end, he got removed from his role for real. Does this feel familiar? That's right, it's Zen's route in a nutshell right there, where Jaehee was so worried about MC and Zen dating, because she knew fans would turn hostile to Zen once they found out he had a girlfriend "who weren't themselves". I don't know what's it like in other countries, but here, in Asian countries, many of the netizens are just so... uncultured, if I dare say. It's not only these 3 countries, but probably all over the world, cases of cyber bullying are still happening. How convenient it is for people to just hide behind the screen and spit cruelty at others or play god. They curse and sneer at prople who they think that were in the wrong, while maintaining a high sense of moral for themselves.

With VAE, you can see such behaviors reflected in the 'wrong' choices, for example:

Rika: My thoughts are evil. No, it's all because of my head. This head of mine can think of nothing but dark things.

Rika: I wish this head of mine would stop working... So that I won't do anything. So that I can't do anything.

The players then have to choose from 2 options, including:

Maybe you've been too obsessed with saving others that you forgot how to save yourself.

Or:

You know, that'd be the way you can be the least of help for others.

To reach the Judge End, we need to choose the second choice (alongside a series of fixed choices before that of course). Honestly, that choice is way too cruel for me, we're basically telling her to shut down her brain and stop functioning here (which she did, she fell into a coma), but in order to reach Judge, I can't help but choosing it, since I knew even 1 'wrong' choice could possibly lead to Forgive and that sweet free talk would remain unlocked forevah. If judgement goes too far, it's no longer judgement but pure cruelty... is what I think Cheritz is trying to tell us here. They're telling us to be more understanding even only a little bit, and don't take malicious pleasure in judging other people, even if they are wrong, because you never know whether a life would be lost due to such malice. For me, sometimes it's hard to tell whether I was pleased to see Rika brought to jail since I felt bad for those she hurted, or because of pure pleasure in playing justice defender where you get to curse the bad person all you want. If it's the latter, then it's bad - said Cheritz, probably.

Oopsie, I nearly forgot I took this picture. The wording is harsh, but I laughed for that savage line of Jumin. xD This is the Judge End where RFA members were utterly disgusted by Rika and shooed her away from their lives. It was all fun and games I honestly think their reaction was understandable given how badly hurted they were when suddenly we were introduced to a "Rika's Circus"... How could something be both hilarious and cruel at the same time?? Seven being the narrator, Jaehee's and Yoosung's exaggeration, Zen talking in monotone, especially Jumin's high-pitched voice and Vanderwood's "why the hell am I here again?" confusion, they were so hilarious I couldn't stop chuckling. ......Sorry that I laughed, what's the password for Wi-Fi in hell?

Entertaining as it is, the "Rika's Circus" thing is still something Cheritz made to guilt trip us. It wasn't real, it was only a dream MC had, but after laughing, we started to feel guilty. Brilliant, I must admit.

Anyway, although I did feel bad for her since V's route actually I still consider what she did is wrong, and no excuse for her actions. You and I, we can understand her, like her, but should never justify her crimes by blaming her past and mental illness. Likewise, V haters could hate him all they/you want, he kinda sorta deserves it with what he did wrong, but don't point fingers at him for the crimes Rika did. Oh yeah, now that I think about it, Saeran is a combination of both V and Rika, don't you think? He was a mentally unstable innocent like V who was exploited and suffered by Rika's hands, then became an abuser himself like Rika. Remember who locked and chained? MC in her room, starved her, verbally abused and kinda sexually harassed her? And then guess who had to sneak in to give MC food to eat hm?

My point is, these 3 characters are flawed as hell and they did so many annoying wrongdoings, but instead of purely hating them, how about trying to understand them? - was probably what Cheritz wanted to convey. Not my words since I have love-hate relationship with them where sometimes I hate them and sometimes I don't. And I still can't like Rika one bit if you ask me, never was, never will.

If you guys read this till the end and agreed with me, then you'd probably love this underrated masterpiece too. It's a parody that whichever fandom you go, you'd still see people using it... the ultimate scene we don't understand but can still enjoy... xD

[mrsbsmooth]

Scripts - S6 - Episode 41 (Part 1 of 2)

Final chat with LI (had to split it it's long but the smut is in this half)

NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island where the girls have just received the biggest text of the season. Time to go dress shopping for prom night.

NARRATOR: Come to think of it, I got a text from my bank saying it was time to go <i>dress</i> shopping the other day.

NARRATOR: Or maybe it said time to do <i>less</i> shopping. Well, I guess we’ll never know. My card declined as soon as I got to the till.

NARRATOR: Let’s jump back to it and see what outfits the girls choose and more importantly...

NARRATOR: What fun they get up to whilst wearing them!

As you and the girls arrive at the luxurious dress shop, Amelia runs her hands over all the rails, fizzing with excitement.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Ahhhh! How many days do we get to spend here?

AMELIA_HAPPY: We have to try on everything.

{0}_HAPPY: I think we have to be a bit more selective.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Do you know what style you’re going for, girls?

GRACE_HAPPY: I’ve known Ozzy long enough to know the sort of thing he’d want me to wear.

GRACE_HAPPY: So I’m gonna do the complete opposite. Keep him on his twinkle toes.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Expect the unexpected.

GRACE_HAPPY: These outfits are about <i>us</i>.

GRACE_HAPPY: Me and Marshall may well be a new couple.

GRACE_HAPPY: But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna hold back with my outfit.

Grace glances at you and pouts her lip.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Maybe even make some of the other boys regret their decisions.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I’m going for maximum effort tonight.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I wanna feel like I’m in a movie. A real romance.

{0}_HAPPY: My night with {1} will be more of a rom-com.

{0}_HAPPY: But I’m still gonna try and look fire.

GRACE_FLIRTY: You always do, that shouldn’t be much trouble for you.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Maybe you guys will hit it off, make it more of a <i>romp</i>-com.

AMELIA_HAPPY: What’s your plan with your prom outfit, {0}?

Loud and sexy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: There’s only one option tonight, girls.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I want my outfit to be loud and sexy.

The girls clap and cheer.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yass!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: We should all put on our sexiest, loudest looks.

GRACE_FLIRTY: You don’t need to tell me twice.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Can’t wait to see what you go with, {0}.

Something classy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You girls enjoy your loud looks. I’m going for something more subtle.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Bring a bit of class to the proceedings.

{0}_FLIRTY: A class of her own. Love that.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I’m excited to see what look you come up with.

I’m not sure yet

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m a little unsure which way to go.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, you look great in anything.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You should just keep an open mind until you see the outfits.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You’ll know the right one when you see it.

{0}_FLIRTY: That reminds me actually, I’m gonna go get ready somewhere else.

GRACE_SAD: Aww babe. You aren’t sticking around with us?

{0}_HAPPY: I’d love to, but I wanna turn up at the prom night, under the twinkling lights.

{0}_FLIRTY: Look up and see {1} in her outfit for the first time.

{0}_FLIRTY: I want our outfits to be a surprise.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Cute.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: That’s so romantic, awww.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s the plan.

{0} blows you a kiss before making her way to a private room.

PLAYER_HAPPY: See you later, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Loving the different approaches.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Did I tell you guys about the dream I had of Toby?

GRACE_SURPRISED: Don’t tell me if it’s gross.

AMELIA_HAPPY: No, nothing like that.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: We fulfilled all our naughty dreams in the Hideaway.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I said don’t tell me if it’s gross.

AMELIA_HAPPY: No, I had this dream that he asked me to be his girlfriend.

Sounds like a nightmare

PLAYER_IDLE: Sounds like a genuine nightmare. Bet you woke up in sweats.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I woke up grinning from ear to ear, to be honest.

PLAYER_IDLE: Gross.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Wait, so you’d actually be his girlfriend if he asked?

AMELIA_IDLE: Well, in the dream I said yes.

What would you say if he did?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: And what did you say to him?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Yes, of course.

GRACE_SURPRISED: You’d be his girlfriend already?

AMELIA_HAPPY: No, in the dream I said yes.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: So what about in real life?

Amelia has a little think about it.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: I’d probably say yes in real life as well to be honest.

It’s too early for that

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It’s a little early for that, isn’t it?

GRACE_SURPRISED: Yeah, do you even know his surname yet?

AMELIA_HAPPY: I feel like I’ve known him for years.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Woah, this is big news.

{0}_SURPRISED: This is big news.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Very big news.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: You’ve got me worried about my declarations now.

GRACE_HAPPY: If Ozzy asked me to be his girlfriend I think I’d throw my drink over him.

GRACE_IDLE: But I have a suspicion he’s gonna ask me to give him a second chance.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Well, one more chance would be his 23rd chance, but whatever.

AMELIA_IDLE: You’re still open to him, clearly.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Can’t deny it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: 23 reasons why you should tell him it’s over.

AMELIA_IDLE: But they’re all irrelevant if you still feel ready to give things a go.

AMELIA_IDLE: Don’t you think, {0}?

Ozzy deserves one more chance

PLAYER_IDLE: I think Ozzy deserves one more chance, Grace.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s been a turbulent few weeks and he’s not been at his best.

PLAYER_IDLE: Now the dust has settled, maybe things will be different.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Exactly. I mean we saw how he turned things around with Marshall.

AMELIA_HAPPY: The guy can defo change and mature, if given the chance.

He’s used up all his chances

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I seriously think that guy has used all his chances, Grace.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’m sorry, but he doesn’t deserve your patience.

GRACE_SERIOUS: That’s how I want to feel.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: But?

I’m staying out of it

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’m not getting involved.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You should just do whatever you think is right.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Well, I can’t deny the feeling that we have unfinished business.

{0}_HAPPY: Business hours are open tonight, Grace.

{0}_HAPPY: See what he has to say for himself.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Business hours are open tonight, Grace.

AMELIA_HAPPY: See what he has to say for himself.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I may just do that.

GRACE_SAD: I’m gonna get emotional if all of you are getting engaged and planning your wedding.

GRACE_HAPPY: While me and Marshall are just sitting there gulping wine.

{0}_HAPPY: Me and {1} are in the same boat, Grace.

{0}_HAPPY: We can join our tables together and have a friends only meal together.

{0}_HAPPY: Leave the love birds to it.

GRACE_HAPPY: It’s a deal.

GRACE_HAPPY: Nah, all I want from tonight is to enjoy myself. Fun and laughs.

AMELIA_IDLE: What about {0}? What do we reckon her declaration will be?

AMELIA_IDLE: What about {0}? What do we reckon his declaration will be?

GRACE_HAPPY: Defo an engagement on the cards.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I’ll scream if he gets down on one knee.

GRACE_SERIOUS: And not in a Yay I’m so happy way.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I love you both, but that would be too soon by Oz.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: What kind of declaration are you hoping for from {0}?

Big and romantic

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I want her declaration to be big and romantic! Something really special.

AMELIA_HAPPY: {0} is probably writing her most soulful speech as we speak.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Trying to get it as soppy and lovey dovey as she can.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, I hope she gets it right.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I want his declaration to be big and romantic! Something really special.

{0}_HAPPY: {1} is probably writing his most soulful speech as we speak.

{0}_HAPPY: Trying to get it as soppy and lovey dovey as he can.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, I hope he gets it right.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I’m not joking. I will not clap if you and Ozzy get engaged tonight.

Amelia looks at Grace a little surprised.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Fine, I’ll clap once.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: But invite me to the wedding, please. I’ll be over it by then.

{0}_FLIRTY: Maybe Marshall will be bringing you to the wedding as his plus one, Grace.

{0}_HAPPY: You guys might click.

GRACE_HAPPY: We’ll see. I’m loudly pessimistic.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Who knows what could happen tonight.

Chill and light

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess I just want something chill and light.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Nothing that’s gonna make my toes curl.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: Oh no. This is bad.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Why?

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: This morning, {0} told us she was taking the declaration very seriously.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: She said it was gonna be really really <i>painfully</i> romantic.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Did she?

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: This morning, {0} told us he was taking the declaration very seriously.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: He said it was gonna be really really <i>painfully</i> romantic.

{0}_SURPRISED: Did he?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Nah, I’m joking.

GRACE_IDLE: I think I’d get through the night if Oz kept it light.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I don’t mind what you two get up to, but just not in my face, please.

Funny and sweet

PLAYER_HAPPY: I just want {0} to keep it fun and sweet. That’s the way to my heart.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Save the big gestures for a more private moment.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, the last thing you want is some big soppy thing if you aren’t feeling it.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’m sure {0} can deliver a fun one.

GRACE_IDLE: Not that I’m over the moon about having to hear it.

Up to {0}

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s up to {0} at the end of the day.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m trying not to have any declaration expectations.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Go in with an open mind. It’s a good policy.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I have to say it though.

AMELIA_IDLE: I think that {0} is gonna ask you to be {1} girlfriend.

GRACE_SERIOUS: I genuinely think {0}’ll get down on one knee. Just have a feeling.

{0}_SERIOUS: One knee is a step too far.

{0}_SERIOUS: But I do think he’ll ask if you wanna move in together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You guys are expecting big moves.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Anything less would be disappointing.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Well, if we wanna ensure big moves, we gotta secure big outfits.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Ahhhh, let’s see what there is.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Woah!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Oh. My. Gosh.

GRACE_HAPPY: We all look stunning.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m never taking this off. In love.

GRACE_SURPRISED: {0}, that outfit is incredible.

GRACE_HAPPY: Why not have a quick touch up? A few sparkly accessories wouldn’t go amiss?

Let’s see what I can add

I’m fine like this

PLAYER_IDLE: Never mind touchups, it’s time to touchdown at this prom.

The girls laugh and cheer.

GRACE_HAPPY: Couldn’t agree more. Let’s go!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Let’s help {0} find her loud and sexy outfit!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Let’s help {0} find her classy outfit!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Let’s help {0} decide what outfit she should wear!

PLAYER_HAPPY: What do we think of this, girls?

GRACE_HAPPY: Lost. For. Words!

{0}_FLIRTY: Hold the phone. You have to wear that!

{0}_HAPPY: {1} is gonna be speechless.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Genuinely, that looks incredible.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Please tell us you’re wearing that, right?

*TRYOUTFIT* This is my prom look!

I want to see other options

{0}_FLIRTY: Won’t lie, I can’t stop thinking about that outfit, {1}.

GRACE_HAPPY: There’s a million outfits you could wear tonight.

GRACE_HAPPY: But that was the one you defo <i>should</i> wear.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Well, this is the last night in the villa.

AMELIA_HAPPY: If you ever wanted to glam up and look like a sexy queen.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: This is probably the time.

GRACE_HAPPY: Yeah, come on, {0}. Turn it up a level with us.

AMELIA_IDLE: Wanna give that outfit another whirl?

I’ll give it another spin

GRACE_FLIRTY: {0} better have taken that heart rate monitor off from the dance off.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Because that thing will be off the charts when she sees you.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Because that thing will be off the charts he sees you.

{0}_HAPPY: She’s not wrong. It’s such a great look.

AMELIA_IDLE: Is this the outfit for your final night in the villa then?

*TRYOUTFIT* This is it!

I might see if I’ve missed another one

Maybe there’s something else I missed

I like this

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m gonna go with this look, actually.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Can’t believe these are our final outfits in here.

GRACE_FLIRTY: You saved the best till last, hun. Honestly, you look so pretty.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Can’t believe these are our final outfits in here.

GRACE_FLIRTY: I know, well you’re leaving with a bang. Love this look.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Can’t believe these are our final outfits in here.

GRACE_HAPPY: I know. It’s gone so fast.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: In fact, I just realised. This will be our last time getting dressed together.

GRACE_SAD: Aww, that’s such a sad thought.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No time for sad thoughts, girls. We’ve got a prom to get to.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Wooo! Let’s smash it, girls!

You take one final look at yourselves in the mirror before leaving on a cloud of excited anticipation for the night ahead.

The garden glows with romantic lights as you and the girls arrive.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m so excited.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Can’t wait to see what Tobes is wearing.

GRACE_HAPPY: I think I can see them!

Right then you lock eyes with {0} standing in a line with all the boys at the other end of the garden.

He smiles at you charmingly in his stunning prom outfit.

The garden glows with romantic lights as you, Amelia and Grace arrive.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’m so excited. Show me that boy.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Can’t wait to see everyone all dressed up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wonder what {0} is wearing!

Right then you lock eyes with {0} standing in a line with the boys.

She smiles at you with rosy cheeks in her stunning prom outfit.

{0}_FLIRTY: I knew you’d look gorgeous tonight, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: But this is prettier than my wildest dreams.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Thank you.

AMELIA_HAPPY: We tried to get her not to show us up.

AMELIA_HAPPY: But of course she came out looking like a goddess. As usual.

{0}_FLIRTY: Always. You look absolutely stunning, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: There you are. I’ve been waiting all night to lay eyes on you.

{0}_FLIRTY: And you look absolutely stunning.

You look stunning yourself

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You look stunning too.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: So, I guess we’re matching.

{0}_FLIRTY: Best dressed couple.

Tell me something I don’t know

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know I’m looking good. Tell me something I don’t know.

{0}_HAPPY: You’re looking better than good?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I knew that too.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re a lucky girl.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re a lucky boy.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s obvious. Tell me something I don’t know.

{0}_FLIRTY: Best dressed couple award.

You should have put in more effort

PLAYER_IDLE: Wish you’d have put in a bit more effort.

{0}_SAD: Really? I tried but maybe I got the look a bit wrong.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Just a bit.

{0}_SURPRISED: Don’t take it to heart, I think you look great.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s kind of awkward, I was gonna say we were the best dressed couple.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Best dressed couple goes to me and Tobes, sorry not sorry.

GRACE_HAPPY: I’m gonna have to overrule. {0} looks sensational.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: The people have spoken.

TOBY_HAPPY: Are you girls just gonna stand there or are you gonna come say hi?

PLAYER_HAPPY: I suppose we can come and say hi.

You and the girls make your way over to the boys and {0}.

You and the girls make your way over to the boys.

GRACE_HAPPY: Aww, you all look great.

{0}_HAPPY: Back at ya.

{0}_HAPPY: {1}, you look incredible.

{0}_HAPPY: Aww, thanks, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: We have to be the best looking finalists ever.

GRACE_HAPPY: Duhh! Look at us.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s get this prom party started guys!

Everyone raises their glasses.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Can’t believe we’ve all made it this far.

{0}_HAPPY: Genuinely surreal.

TOBY_HAPPY: To be fair, this has been like an extended weekend holiday for me.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: You can pack a lot in a few days though.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: How about you both pack it into a private room?

Suddenly, amidst the chatter, {0} holds out her hand towards yours.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What is it?

{0}_FLIRTY: I was wondering if you wanted a slow dance with me?

I’d love a dance

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That sounds dreamy.

You take her hand gently and she swoops her arm around your back as you both glide out into the garden.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Awww, they’re dancing! So cute.

You feel {0}’s delicate shoulders as you press your hand against her back.

Twirling around slowly under the twinkling garden lights.

{0}_FLIRTY: I told you in the prom shop that I wanted to keep our outfits a secret.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m so glad we did.

{0}_FLIRTY: Felt like I was in a fairytale when I first laid eyes on you tonight.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m glad it was worth the wait.

{0}_FLIRTY: Now we’re an official couple, we can begin properly exploring things.

{0}_FLIRTY: How about we start with our dance moves?

She spins you out with one hand before guiding you back towards her with a giggle.

{0}_FLIRTY: Light on your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How about you?

You release {0} with your hand, she does a smooth spin on her tiptoes before falling back into your arms.

{0}_HAPPY: Impressed?

Couldn’t take my eyes off you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Very impressed. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.

{0}_FLIRTY: You’re making me blush. Thank you.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: Being a ballerina helps. What can I say?

I’ve seen better

PLAYER_HAPPY: You can do better, {0}.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: The confidence you have saying that to a ballerina.

{0}_SURPRISED: The confidence you have to say it as it.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s why I love spending time with you.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: You get what I mean.

Try again

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hmmm. Try again.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: The confidence you have saying that to a ballerina.

{0}_SURPRISED: The confidence you have to say it as it.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s why I love spending time with you.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: You get what I mean.

{0} takes a step back and does a much more controlled spin, before taking a little bow.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Getting there.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So, we’ve explored each other's dancing a little bit. What else?

{0} nestles up closer to you, her chin resting on your shoulder as she looks up at your lips dreamily.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can think of something...

Kiss her

You both lean towards each other as your soft lips gently meet.

Her arms tighten around your waist and the dancing stops as you stand motionless in the middle of the garden embracing and snogging each other.

Slowly you feel her mouth opening as she kisses you harder than before, hungry and passionate.

You can feel her smiling through the kiss as she pulls away and bites her lip.

{0}_FLIRTY: I want you so much.

Peck her on the cheek

You lean forward and give her a gentle peck on the cheek. Her face lights up as you do.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s for looking so pretty.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll have to wear a prom dress more often.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wouldn’t complain.

Give her a hug

You wrap your arms around {0} giving her a long and reassuring hug.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here’s to a wonderful night.

{0}_HAPPY: I can’t wait to see what we get up to.

As the dance continues you sway in circles around the garden, lost in each other's arms.

{0}_FLIRTY: I wish we could have coupled up the day we met.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We can make up for the lost time.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Aww stop you guys. So cute.

The other couples cheer and whistle you on as you continue dancing around the garden.

I’m not in the mood for a dance

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m gonna give the dance a miss.

{0}_HAPPY: I don’t mind standing and talking. We can have a chat this way.

{0}_FLIRTY: I told you in the prom shop that I wanted to keep our outfits a secret.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m so glad we did.

{0}_FLIRTY: Felt like I was in a fairytale when I first laid eyes on you tonight.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m glad it was worth the wait.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m just so happy we’re finally a genuine couple.

{0}_FLIRTY: We can begin properly exploring things.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s been a long time coming.

{0}_FLIRTY: I know. I'm sure it’ll be well worth the wait.

Suddenly, amidst the chatter, {0} holds out his hand towards yours.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What is it?

{0}_FLIRTY: I was wondering if you wanted a slow dance with me?

{0}_FLIRTY: The others have been helping me learn a few moves so I can keep up with you.

{0}_HAPPY: He’s been having early morning dance classes while you’ve been sleeping, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: I promise, I’m better. Wanna join me?

I’d love a dance

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That sounds dreamy.

You take his hand gently and he swoops his arm around your back as you both glide out into the garden.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Awww. So cute.

You feel {0} muscular shoulders as you press your hand against his back.

Twirling around slowly under the twinkling garden lights.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m so grateful to call you my partner.

{0}_FLIRTY: There’s no one else I’d rather be with.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I know it’s taken me a bit of time to figure that out.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Tell me about it.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But, now I’m here with you in my arms, it seems so clear.

{0}_FLIRTY: I guess I always knew in my heart that it was you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Took the long way around getting here.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since Casa Amor.

{0}_FLIRTY: The moment you stuck with me I just knew.

{0}_FLIRTY: The moment you twisted with me I just knew.

{0}_FLIRTY: I didn’t even have to think about my head ever being turned.

{0}_FLIRTY: No chance of that happening.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s nice.

{0}_HAPPY: I mean let’s face it, we’re basically day one cuties.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since you jumped in that hot tub with me.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since you walked out for that initial coupling.

{0}_HAPPY: I knew I had to try and win your heart and I knew I wouldn’t be the only one.

{0}_HAPPY: I wanna look in your eyes right now and let you know…

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have gotten here with you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Now we can begin properly exploring things.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What shall we explore first?

{0}_FLIRTY: How about our dance moves?

He spins you out with one hand before guiding you back towards him with a chuckle.

{0}_FLIRTY: Light on your feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How about you?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You said you’ve been practising? Prove it.

You release {0} with your hand, he does a smooth spin before returning back to your arms.

{0}_HAPPY: Impressed?

Couldn’t take my eyes off you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Very impressed. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Natural.

OZZY_SURPRISED: Being a pro dancer helps, I guess.

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: I wasn’t lying when I said I’ve been practising.

I’ve seen better

PLAYER_HAPPY: You can do better, {0}.

OZZY_SURPRISED: The confidence you have saying that to a pro dancer.

{0}_SURPRISED: The confidence you have to say it as it is.

ROBERTO_SAD: I’ve been practising and everything.

ROBERTO_SAD: Guess I have more work to do.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s why I love spending time with you.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: You say it how it is.

Try again

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hmmm. Try again.

OZZY_SURPRISED: The confidence you have saying that to a pro dancer.

{0}_SURPRISED: The confidence you have to say it as it is.

ROBERTO_SAD: I’ve been practising and everything.

ROBERTO_SAD: Guess I have more work to do.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s why I love spending time with you.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: You say it how it is.

{0} takes a step back and does a much more controlled spin, before taking a little bow.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Getting there.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So, we’ve explored each other's dancing a little bit. What else?

{0} nestles up closer to you, your chin rests on his shoulder as he looks down at your lips dreamily.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can think of something...

Kiss him

You both lean towards each other as your lips gently meet.

Your arms tighten around his waist and the dancing stops as you stand motionless in the middle of the garden embracing and snogging each other.

Slowly you feel his mouth opening as you kiss him harder than before, hungry and passionate.

You can feel him smiling through the kiss as he smoothly pulls away and looks at you ravenously.

{0}_FLIRTY: I want you so much.

Peck him on the cheek

You lean forward and give him a gentle peck on the cheek. His face lights up as you do.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s for looking so handsome.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll have to wear a prom outfit more often.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wouldn’t complain.

Give him a hug

You wrap your arms around {0}, giving him a long and reassuring hug.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here’s to a wonderful night.

{0}_HAPPY: I can’t wait to see what we get up to.

As the dance continues you sway in circles around the garden, lost in each other's arms.

{0}_HAPPY: I wish everything could have been this simple from the beginning.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We can make up for the lost time.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Aww stop you guys. So cute.

The other couples cheer and whistle you on as you continue dancing around the garden.

I’m alright for a dance

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m gonna give the dance a miss.

{0}_HAPPY: I don’t mind standing and talking. We can have a chat this way.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m so happy we are finally together, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: It just feels so right.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I know it’s taken me a bit of time to figure that out.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Tell me about it.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But, now I’m here with you in my arms, it seems to clear.

{0}_FLIRTY: I guess I always knew in my heart that it was you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Took the long way around getting here.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since Casa Amor.

{0}_FLIRTY: The moment you stuck with me I just knew.

{0}_FLIRTY: The moment you twisted with me I just knew.

{0}_FLIRTY: I didn’t even have to think about my head ever being turned.

{0}_FLIRTY: No chance of that happening.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s nice.

{0}_HAPPY: I mean let’s face it, we’re basically day one cuties.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since you jumped in that hot tub with me.

{0}_FLIRTY: Ever since you walked out for that initial coupling.

{0}_HAPPY: I knew I had to try and win your heart and I knew I wouldn’t be the only one.

{0}_HAPPY: I wanna look in your eyes right now and let you know…

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have gotten here with you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Now we can begin properly exploring things.

{0}_HAPPY: No more recouplings or bombshells or drama. We can just focus on eachother.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s been a long time coming.

{0}_FLIRTY: I'm sure it’ll be well worth the wait.

The moment is interrupted when a text rings out around the garden.

{0}_SURPRISED: That’s me!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Is it good or bad?

GRACE_SURPRISED: It can’t be bad… can it?

{0}_HAPPY: Hold your horses. Let me read it first before we jump to conclusions.

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PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s time!

GRACE_SURPRISED: Ok, ok. Not bad news, but not great either.

{0}_HAPPY: Why’s it not great?

GRACE_SURPRISED: Because me and {0} haven’t decided what to say to each other yet.

GRACE_SERIOUS: We need some alone time to discuss.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, me and Toby should go chat too, quickly.

{0}_HAPPY: Us too. Come on, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: And then there were two.

{0}_IDLE: Shall we go to the swing seat?

{0}_FLIRTY: Get a bit of alone time while we discuss these declarations.

{0}_FLIRTY: Away from prying eyes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: After you.

You follow {0} off to the swing seats.

You and {0} recline on the swing seat, gently rocking back and forth.

Snuggle up next to {0}

You wrap your arms around {0} and snuggle up next to her, warm and cosy under the blanket together.

Gently, she rests her brow against yours as you peacefully swing in the air.

You wrap your arms around {0} and snuggle up next to him, warm and cosy under the blanket together.

Gently he presses his brow against yours as you peacefully swing in the air.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m so glad we’ve made it here together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Snuggling up on the swing seat. Couple goals.

Ask {0} to give you a massage

You lie down on your front next to {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: What’s this?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Less talking, more massaging.

{0}_HAPPY: You want a massage <i>now</i>?

PLAYER_SAD: It’s been a long and stressful day. Pleeeeease.

You look at {0} with doughy eyes for a moment.

{0}_FLIRTY: How can I say no to that face?

{0} takes your shoulders in her soft hands and begins a soothing massage.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s better.

She throws you a cheeky smile as you pretend to fall asleep.

{0} takes your shoulders in his warm hands and begins a soothing massage.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s better.

He throws you a cheeky smile as you pretend to fall asleep.

OZZY_HAPPY: It’s full circle. I'm giving you a massage right at the end of our journey.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Full circle how?

OZZY_FLIRTY: I don’t know if you remember, but the first proper chat we had, you gave me a massage.

OZZY_HAPPY: I was in the gym working out and you came over. All the way back on day one.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think I remember that, yeah.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I don’t know if you remember, but the first proper chat we had, I gave you a massage.

OZZY_HAPPY: I was in the gym working out and you came over. All the way back on day one.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think I remember that, yeah.

OZZY_FLIRTY: You probably won’t remember but the first proper chat we had was in the gym on day one.

OZZY_FLIRTY: You’d come over as I was working out.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I kind of hinted towards giving a massage but you turned it down.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Guess I’ve changed my tune since then.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I’m all for it.

OZZY_SERIOUS: I knew then I was in trouble, that first chat we had.

OZZY_FLIRTY: It was so effortless and I was attracted to you. Like no one I’d ever met before.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Took me a while, but I finally listened to my heart.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And here you are now, giving me a massage.

OZZY_HAPPY: Wouldn’t change it for the world.

Relax on the swing seat

PLAYER_HAPPY: This is bliss.

You recline all the way and close your eyes as {0} does the same.

{0}_IDLE: I like seeing you being able to relax.

{0}_FLIRTY: It warms my heart.

PLAYER_IDLE: There hasn’t been much opportunity for relaxing in here, that’s for sure.

PLAYER_IDLE: Never knew what was around each corner.

{0}_IDLE: Well, if you’ll have me, I’ll be around every corner from now on. I promise.

{0} leans back and admires you for a moment. She chuckles to herself.

{0} leans back and admires you for a moment. He chuckles to himself.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What are you laughing at?

{0}_HAPPY: Honestly, I was just imagining me and you reclining on my sofa back home.

ANDY_HAPPY: Four little puppies snuggled up next to you.

ANDY_HAPPY: Now that I’ve seen that image in my head, I have to see it in real life.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You have four puppies?

ANDY_HAPPY: I wish.

ANDY_HAPPY: No, it’s just me and Murph, but I bring in rescues from work most nights before they get homed.

ANDY_HAPPY: If I had more time and more space, I’d keep them all.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We’ll see if I can make that dream a reality.

{0}_HAPPY: Honestly, I was just imagining me and you reclining on my sofa back home.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: It’s the first time I’ve thought about home.

FRANCIS_IDLE: Normally, I’m eyeing up my next adventure in another continent.

FRANCIS_IDLE: But right then it was just me and you getting cosy on my sofa.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I suppose being with you is the adventure I’m most looking forward to.

{0}_HAPPY: This reminds me of that chat we had before Casa Amor.

{0}_HAPPY: You know, under the blanket on the terrace.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I remember.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: All the boys had made those big gestures and it was just me and you.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Outside on the terrace alone.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I remember.

{0}_HAPPY: That was a special moment for me, that chat.

PLAYER_IDLE: How come?

{0}_HAPPY: It felt completely effortless.

{0}_HAPPY: I saw us connecting on a level that went beyond anything I’d felt before.

{0}_HAPPY: I remember looking in your eyes thinking, she’s different don’t blow this.

{0}_HAPPY: Honestly, I was just thinking back to the first proper chat we had.

{0}_IDLE: You’d just met Andy, Francis and Hamish and then you came over to the terrace to meet me.

PLAYER_IDLE: I remember.

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I was actually pretty nervous to meet you.

PLAYER_IDLE: Were you?

MARSHALL_IDLE: I never normally get nervous.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: The first thing I said to you was that terrible twin joke.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What’s the matter? Never seen a twin before?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: If that doesn’t show you how nervous I was, I dunno what will.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I was trying to play it cool. Probably failed.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But it made me smile, how much I feel like I can be myself around you now.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I don’t have to pretend to be all edgy and badass.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You make me just wanna sit back on the swing seat and talk about life.

OZZY_IDLE: It’s just surreal that we’re finally a proper couple.

OZZY_IDLE: If I’ve learnt anything in this process it’s to trust my feelings and follow my heart.

OZZY_FLIRTY: If I’d done that from day one, we could’ve been together like this the whole time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well, we’re here now.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Finally made it.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I remember in that rodeo challenge just staring at you in awe.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I was so jealous of {0}.

OZZY_FLIRTY: You’ve always taken my breath away.

{0}_HAPPY: I was just thinking of the wild ride we’ve had in here.

{0}_IDLE: Elliot stealing you, the false dumping.

{0}_IDLE: You twisting in Casa Amor.

{0}_IDLE: Me having to couple with {1} to stay safe.

{0}_SAD: I suppose I started believing we’d never get time to be a couple again.

{0}_IDLE: So sitting here, a proper couple again, I can’t explain how surreal it is.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s nice.

{0}_IDLE: Let’s face it, it’s all because of that big gesture I made for you.

{0}_IDLE: That romantic flower arrangement.

{0}_IDLE: That romantic song I sang into {1}’s hairbrush.

{0}_IDLE: That romantic dance routine I did for you by the pool.

{0}_IDLE: That romantic speech I did for you by the pool.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You think that was the deal maker?

{0}_HAPPY: Nah, I’m joking. The deal maker is moments like this.

{0}_HAPPY: Me and you alone, just chatting.

{0}_HAPPY: I was just thinking back to some of the times you’d made me smile in here.

PLAYER_IDLE: Like when?

{0}_IDLE: When me and the girls first got to Casa Amor, I was a little downbeat.

{0}_SAD: You’d been dumped and I felt like I’d missed my chance with you.

{0}_HAPPY: Then all of a sudden I heard Grace shrieking by the pool.

{0}_HAPPY: It sounds stupid because as far as we knew you’d been dumped.

{0}_HAPPY: But in my heart I just knew it was you! Only you could get that reaction out of Grace.

{0}_HAPPY: I ran over as fast as I could and I felt this warmth when I saw you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Like I’d been given a second chance.

PLAYER_IDLE: You never told me!

{0}_FLIRTY: Guess I didn’t wanna seem too attached. Now I don’t mind.

{0}_FLIRTY: Now I know I can be myself around you.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s not often people make me feel that way.

FLO_HAPPY: I was just thinking back to some of the times you’d made me smile in here.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Like when?

FLO_HAPPY: All my best memories in here are with you.

FLO_HAPPY: I remember we had a chat before the final recoupling.

FLO_FLIRTY: I was trying to be all smooth and sexy.

FLO_HAPPY: So I asked what you’d bring to our relationship.

FLO_FLIRTY: And you said this really sweet thing about footsies under tables.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Kissing in the rain.

FLO_FLIRTY: So you remember.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Of course.

FLO_FLIRTY: Shame it’s not raining right now.

FLO_FLIRTY: But, I was just really excited when you said that to me.

FLO_FLIRTY: It made me feel really important. Like I could trust you.

FLO_FLIRTY: It’s not often people make me feel that way, but you do it everytime you look at me.

FLO_FLIRTY: And you said you’d be bringing the strong and sassy vibes.

FLO_FLIRTY: That you’d have my back.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And give you passionate attitude.

FLO_FLIRTY: So you remember that chat then?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Of course.

FLO_FLIRTY: I was just really excited when you said that.

FLO_FLIRTY: It made me feel really important. Like I could trust you.

FLO_FLIRTY: It’s not often people make me feel that way, but you do it everytime you look at me.

FLO_FLIRTY: And you said you’d be bringing the quirky cute vibes.

FLO_HAPPY: Making sandcastles.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Skipping down the street together.

FLO_HAPPY: So you remember that chat?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course.

FLO_FLIRTY: I was just really excited when you said that.

FLO_FLIRTY: It made me feel really important. Like we could be ourselves around each other.

FLO_FLIRTY: It’s not often people make me feel that way, but you do it everytime you look at me.

FLO_FLIRTY: And you said you’d be bringing the pizza.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I remember.

FLO_HAPPY: It made me laugh so much but it’s also strangely why I like you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Because I bring pizza?

FLO_FLIRTY: I mean who doesn’t like pizza?

FLO_HAPPY: But no, more because you have this way of making me feel at ease.

FLO_HAPPY: Like I can be completely myself around you.

FLO_FLIRTY: It’s not often people make me feel that way, but you do it everytime you look at me.

{0} looks at you longingly.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Sounds like your declaration speech is already half written.

{0} pretends to zip {1} mouth shut.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’ve said too much.

{0}_HAPPY: We should work out what tone we go for in our speeches though.

{0}_HAPPY: Can I lay my heart on the line out there?

{0}_HAPPY: Or do you want me to play it a little cooler?

Lay your heart on the line

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Lay it all on the line for me, {0}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna be floored by the romance.

{0}_HAPPY: Soppy. Romance. Got it.

Play it cool

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Maybe play it cool.

PLAYER_IDLE: Save the sweeping acts of romance for when it’s just me and you.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s what that little speech just then was about.

{0}_HAPPY: Just wanted to let you know how serious I am about us.

{0}_FLIRTY: For your ears only.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll keep the declaration a bit more relaxed.

Make the speech your own

PLAYER_IDLE: Don’t let me tell you what to say. Make that speech your own.

{0}_HAPPY: Giving me full reign? Dangerous.

{0}_HAPPY: You deserve nothing but the best.

{0}_FLIRTY: What about you? Do you know what you’re gonna say in your declaration of love?

I wanna discuss our villa journey together

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna talk about the journey we’ve had together in here.

{0}_HAPPY: Our journey has been fairly smooth sailing.

{0}_FLIRTY: I hope there’s some popcorn left over from Movie Night.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s gonna be a fun one, I can tell already.

I wanna talk about our future together

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna talk about our future together outside of the villa.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, I hope there’s no time limit on the declarations.

{0}_FLIRTY: Because if you feel what I feel, you could be there forever.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t wait to see what you say.

I wanna talk about our connection

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna talk about our connection.

{0}_FLIRTY: That will be an electric declaration.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can’t wait to hear it.

Wait and see

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’ll have to wait and see what I came up with.

{0}_FLIRTY: Keeping me on the edge of my seat, right up to the end.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: This is me we’re talking about.

{0}_FLIRTY: Wouldn’t change a thing.

{0}_FLIRTY: I was gonna ask if there’s any questions you want to ask me.

{0}_HAPPY: About our time together in the villa.

{0}_IDLE: Or about how I feel about us in general.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll be as honest as I can.

{0}_HAPPY: It might help inform your big declaration and going forward as a couple?

{0}_HAPPY: What do you say?

*What’s your favourite memory of us?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What’s your favourite memory of us?

{0}_HAPPY: Good question, I have a lot of favourite memories.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, what’s your top pick?

{0}_HAPPY: We’ve had great chats in every room of this villa.

{0}_HAPPY: And in every room of Casa Amor too, now I come to think of it.

{0}_HAPPY: So maybe this will seem a bit obvious but it’s the one that really jumps out at me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Tell me.

{0}_HAPPY: Two days ago, I was a nervous wreck standing right over there.

She points to the Firepit with a big grin.

He points to the Firepit with a big grin.

{0}_HAPPY: And first up was Amelia who coupled up with Toby. No surprise there.

{0}_HAPPY: And then it was your turn.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I can’t describe the feeling when you said my name out loud.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I remember the first time my dance teacher told me I had potential as a kid.

CHLOE_HAPPY: It kind of felt like that.

CHLOE_HAPPY: Some simple words that would change the rest of my life forever.

BELLA_HAPPY: I remember the first time I got on stage with a live audience.

BELLA_HAPPY: Something so simple that would change the rest of my life forever.

FLO_HAPPY: I remember the first time I went in the ocean as a kid.

FLO_HAPPY: Something so simple that would change the rest of my life forever.

JAMAL_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the time my Dad gave me my first skateboard.

JAMAL_HAPPY: And I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

RYAN_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the time my Dad gave me his guitar as a kid.

RYAN_HAPPY: And I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

RYAN_HAPPY: You had the same effect on me.

LEWIE_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first footy game my dad took me to see.

LEWIE_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first time I flew a plane.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first time I moved out to the big city.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first time I danced in front of a crowd.

OZZY_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first time I went backpacking by myself.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

ANDY_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the time I realised I wanted to be a vet.

ANDY_HAPPY: I knew it would change the rest of my life forever.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Kind of reminded me of the first time I had a follower on one of my streams.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: A follower that wasn’t my Dad, obviously.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I realised instantly, this is gonna change my life, forever.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s how it felt to hear you call out my name at that final recoupling.

{0}_HAPPY: So, I’d be lying if I didn’t say it was my favourite moment in here.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Did you think I was gonna pick someone else?

{0}_HAPPY: It felt too good to be true that you might pick me.

*What was your first impression of me?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Alright, what was your first impression of me?

CHLOE_HAPPY: I was in that pirate chest for the challenge.

CHLOE_HAPPY: In true {0} style you’d snuck off and broken the rules to meet us alone.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hate the game, not the player.

CHLOE_HAPPY: Exactly. As soon as I came out it was you and Elliot.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I could hear you all chattering and I finally popped out.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I made eye contact with you and froze a little bit.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I’d heard all about you but seeing you for the first time in person.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Feelings like I’ve never had before.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: And I felt instantly that you were smiling back. There was something there.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So your first impression was?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I guess I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

BELLA_HAPPY: I was so nervous walking into the villa. Just felt like I was dreaming.

BELLA_HAPPY: Then I saw you and Ivy with a bottle of bubbly.

BELLA_HAPPY: And I felt rude because Ivy was there, but I literally just wanted to scream.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What did you wanna scream?

BELLA_HAPPY: Are you into girls, {0}!?

Bella bursts out laughing as she blushes a little.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You played it a bit cooler than that.

BELLA_FLIRTY: Thank you very much.

BELLA_FLIRTY: I remember when you said you were bi.

BELLA_FLIRTY: I played it low key. Didn’t wanna give too much away.

BELLA_FLIRTY: But inside I was just melting with excitement.

BELLA_HAPPY: They could have given us that final recoupling there and then.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So your first impression was?

BELLA_FLIRTY: I guess I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

FLO_HAPPY: Well I was standing just over there by the Firepit for Stick or Twist.

FLO_HAPPY: I was so nervous that all you OG girls were coming back from the main villa.

FLO_EMBARRASSED: I didn’t know how you’d all react to me stealing {0}.

FLO_FLIRTY: And then you walked out alone.

FLO_FLIRTY: And then you walked out with {0}.

FLO_FLIRTY: And I somehow felt even more nervous.

FLO_HAPPY: I’d heard all about you but seeing you for the first time in person.

FLO_FLIRTY: Feelings like I’ve never had before.

FLO_HAPPY: I made eye contact with you and froze a little bit.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So your first impression was?

FLO_FLIRTY: I guess I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, me and the other boys were standing waiting for the girls.

{0}_HAPPY: My day one nerves were dying down and I was starting to feel a bit more confident.

{0}_IDLE: Ozzy had stepped forward for Grace and then…

{0}_FLIRTY: Out you strutted with some factor fifty flirt.

{0}_FLIRTY: Out you strutted, cool as a cucumber.

{0}_FLIRTY: Out you strutted asking for a round of applause.

{0}_FLIRTY: We were all loving it.

{0}_HAPPY: I remember crossing my fingers behind my back

{0}_HAPPY: Hoping that you’d pick me.

{0}_FLIRTY: Your eye contact was great and I knew I didn’t care who else walked out.

{0}_FLIRTY: I desperately wanted to couple with you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So, your first impression was?

{0}_FLIRTY: I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: I’d kind of come in to turn your head.

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: But seeing you for the first time in that hot tub.

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: I knew for sure I’d come in for the right reasons.

{0}_HAPPY: I remember crossing my fingers behind my back, hoping you’d have good chat.

{0}_FLIRTY: You opened your mouth and...

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ve been clinging on to every word you’ve said since.

{0}_FLIRTY: I felt something electric between us.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: So, what was your first impression?

{0}_FLIRTY: I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Well, like I said I was nervous.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Cracked that absolute dad joke about twins.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But what was your first impression of me?

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: Can I be real with you?

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s why I’m asking you, yeah.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I was a little intimidated.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: You’re hot, and my type, and I didn’t wanna mess it up.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I was a little scared of how attractive you were.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I remember crossing my fingers behind my back, hoping you’d have good chat.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: You opened your mouth and...

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: I’ve been clinging on to every word you’ve said ever since.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: There’s just something electric about you.

You never told me about that.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yeah, I was super struck when I first met you.

OZZY_FLIRTY: My first impression?

Ozzy leans back as he reminisces, a smile radiating from his face.

OZZY_IDLE: Well, I was standing right over there in the garden.

OZZY_IDLE: I’d coupled with Grace and I was feeling good about it.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Grace seemed lovely so I was confident...

Ozzy whistles to himself.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Maybe it was the way you strutted out. Factor fifty flirt.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Hips swaying, eyes fixed on the boys.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Maybe it was the way you strutted out, cool as a cucumber.

OZZY_HAPPY: Like you didn’t have a care in the world and wouldn’t take any nonsense.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Maybe it was the way you strutted out, getting us all to clap and cheer.

OZZY_FLIRTY: You were so confident. We were loving it.

OZZY_SERIOUS: I just had this feeling that my journey here wasn’t gonna be straight forward.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I knew I had to get to know you.

OZZY_HAPPY: I remember crossing my fingers behind my back, hoping you’d have good chat.

OZZY_FLIRTY: You opened your mouth and...

OZZY_FLIRTY: I’ve been hanging on your every word ever since.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You never told me about that.

OZZY_HAPPY: Yeah, I was super struck when I first met you.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: I was jealous because Andy snuck off to meet you first.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: So it was just me and Hamish waiting to meet you.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Hamish was talking me to sleep, saying I should get an airport lounge membership.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: Then you walked over. I felt like I’d drunk 4 energy drinks all of a sudden.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: I felt wide awake.

Francis smiles to himself, thinking back fondly.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Obviously, Hamish jumped in ahead of me.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Giving it the biggun about buying you a castle.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: And then finally, it was my turn.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: The second you told me you were into the nomad lifestyle.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I was completely set on you.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: I sensed a real thriving sense of adventure in your soul.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Then you told me you weren’t into the nomad lifestyle.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: That’s normally a bit of a dealbreaker for me.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: But with you, I just shrugged it off.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Seemed like such a small deal all of a sudden.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Then you told me you like to be settled.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: That’s normally a bit of a dealbreaker for me.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: But with you, I just shrugged it off.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Seemed like such a small deal all of a sudden.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I had this feeling that you might be the biggest adventure of my life.

ANDY_FLIRTY: I’d kind of come in to turn your head.

ANDY_FLIRTY: So, I made sure I snuck off from the Casa boys to meet you first.

He looks into your eyes.

ANDY_FLIRTY: I knew for sure I’d come in for the right reasons the second I saw you.

ANDY_FLIRTY: You had this confidence that I found so sexy.

ANDY_FLIRTY: But also I could tell you were kind. I was really nervous and I think you could tell.

ANDY_HAPPY: I asked how I was doing and you told me I was nailing it.

ANDY_HAPPY: It was a little thing, but it really put a spring in my step.

ANDY_HAPPY: You made me feel like I could really be myself.

ANDY_FLIRTY: I was really nervous in that first chat and I think you could tell.

ANDY_HAPPY: I asked you how I was doing and you were like You’re doing ok.

ANDY_HAPPY: I remember thinking I was gonna have to squash my nerves to win you over.

ANDY_FLIRTY: I was really nervous in that first chat and I think you could tell.

ANDY_HAPPY: I asked you how I was doing and you were like Up your game.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I said that?

ANDY_HAPPY: Word for word yeah.

ANDY_HAPPY: I remember thinking I was gonna have to squash my nerves to win you over.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You never told me about that.

ANDY_HAPPY: Yeah, I was blown away when I first met you.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I was in that pirate chest for the challenge.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: In true {0} style you’d snuck off and broken the rules to meet us alone.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hate the game, not the player.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Exactly. As soon as I came out it was just me and you.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I could hear you all chattering and I finally popped out.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I made eye contact with you and froze a little bit.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’d heard all about you but seeing you for the first time in person.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Feelings I hadn't felt for a long time.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: And I instantly sensed you were smiling back. There was something there.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So your first impression was?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I guess I was just completely convinced it was you I came here for.

{0}_FLIRTY: And looking at you now, I still feel exactly the same.

I don’t want to ask a personal question

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t want to ask you any personal questions.

{0}_FLIRTY: You know it all already?

PLAYER_IDLE: I know enough. Let’s just enjoy the evening.

{0}_HAPPY: I’m with you.

{0} sits up and looks around the villa with a flirty smile.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What is it?

{0}_FLIRTY: I just realised this is our last moment alone together in the villa.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s gonna be the declarations, then straight to the final, and then outta here.

She looks around once more before lifting up the blanket playfully.

He looks around once more before lifting up the blanket playfully.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m wondering if you wanna have a bit of fun one last time in here?

{0}_FLIRTY: Under the blanket where no one will see.

*Get closer under the blanket

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It is our last night.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Don’t wanna leave here with any regrets.

You snuggle up closer to {0} who throws the blanket over you both.

You place your hand on her chest, she bites her lip, anticipating your next move.

You place your hand on his toned chest, he bites his lip, anticipating your next move.

Move your hand lower...

You slowly lower your hand down her chest and over her toned abs.

{0}_FLIRTY: Where’s that hand going?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What hand?

As your fingers approach her lap, you hear an excited moan escape from her lips.

You playfully tease your fingers around her sensitive area.

You slowly lower your hand down his chest and over his toned abs.

{0}_FLIRTY: Where’s that hand going?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: What hand?

As your fingers approach his lap, you hear an excited moan escape from his lips.

You playfully tease your fingers around his sensitive area.

Give {0} a snog

You press your lips against hers, feeling her passion as your hand moves behind her, urging her closer.

The pressure between your lips mounts as her mouth slowly opens and her tongue gently flirts with your own.

You press your lips against his and you feel the strength of his passion.

Your hand moves behind him, urging him closer.

The pressure between your lips mounts as his mouth slowly opens and his tongue gently flirts with your own.

For a moment you feel like you are melting into the swing seat wrapped in the arms of {0}.

Eyes closed, gently swinging back and forth.

After a wonderful kiss you eventually pull away, a definite sexual tension rising within you both.

Friendly hug

You wrap your arms around {0} and fall into her chest, giving her a tight and loving hug.

You feel her squeezing back, even tighter, as she rests her head against yours and looks up at the sky.

You wrap your arms around {0} and fall into his chest, giving him a tight and loving hug.

You feel him squeezing back, even tighter, as he rests his head against yours and looks up at the sky.

{0}_IDLE: I have a lot to thank this villa for.

{0}_FLIRTY: The friends, the laughs and most importantly, meeting you.

Intimate chat

PLAYER_IDLE: I feel close to you physically, but emotionally I wanna be even closer.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s have a nice, intimate chat. Just me and you.

{0}_FLIRTY: I love that idea.

{0}_FLIRTY: I did actually want to ask you a question.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ask away.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Let’s assume we’ve just won Love Island and chosen love, not money.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Why not?

{0}_HAPPY: Exactly. Dream big.

{0}_FLIRTY: So my question is, what do you wanna do on that first night out of here together?

Go out dancing

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me and you are going out dancing, that’s for sure.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think it’s the best way to celebrate starting our new lives together.

{0}_FLIRTY: I love that idea.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m not the best dancer but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy it.

{0}_FLIRTY: I can see us having a great time.

{0}_FLIRTY: Plus I already know you’re a top class mover on the dancefloor.

Passionately make love until sunrise

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well that’s an easy question. Let me put it subtly…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We can sleep in the morning.

{0} looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

{0}_FLIRTY: I think I know what you’re getting at.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let me put it not subtly…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I wanna tear your clothes off and have an all night workout.

{0} bites her lip as her imagination runs wild.

{0} bites his lip as his imagination runs wild.

{0}_HAPPY: Sounds like a long and blissful night.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Guess we’ll find out.

Get an early night

PLAYER_IDLE: My first night out of here is gonna involve a lot of snoring.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m planning on hitting the hay early and staying there.

{0}_HAPPY: An early night sounds golden. Turn off the alarms and just wake up whenever.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m getting excited just thinking about it.

Watch a film and stay up late

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wanna do an all night film marathon.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Pick a selection of films we both like and hunker down a fun night.

{0}_HAPPY: Hopefully, a bit less dramatic than the villa Movie Night.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No drama. Snacks and snuggles under a blanket.

{0}_HAPPY: Well, you know I love a blanket.

{0}_HAPPY: Sounds like a perfect night. I’ll be there.

Call all my friends to catch up

PLAYER_IDLE: I need to call all my friends and have a proper catch up with them all.

PLAYER_IDLE: Feels like ages since I spoke to them. They’ll need a low down on all the villa antics.

{0}_HAPPY: I’d love to meet your friends one day. They sound really important to you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: They’re the best.

{0}_HAPPY: Well, while you’re calling them I can call my mum and dad.

{0}_HAPPY: Explain what their two sons have been getting up to over summer.

{0}_HAPPY: I think they’ll be buzzing we patched things up to be honest.

{0}_HAPPY: Explain what their son has been getting up to over summer.

{0}_HAPPY: Explain what their son has been getting up to over summer.

{0}_HAPPY: Explain what their daughter has been getting up to over summer.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m sure they’ll have a lot of questions.

PLAYER_IDLE: What about you? What do you want to do?

{0}_HAPPY: Gonna give you the most boring answer in existence right now.

[denzellion]

This.... This is it... this is the 26th hour of my life without playing Roblox. I do not know what is real. I can no longer tell right from wrong. My moral compass has left me in its entirety. I do not know if I need food anymore. Everything I see, touch, feel, smell, all remind me of Roblox. I saw a man eating a cheeseburger, and was instantly reminded of the "Cheezburger" gear on Roblox... I saw a man hold someone at knife-point, and all I saw was Murder Mystery 2. It has gotten so bad to the point where I need to ask the strangers I see if what they are doing really is a "Roblox" reference or not. The man with the knife I was talking about earlier? I stopped the robbery mid way through, and asked him "How many chromas do you own?". He seemed to be incredibly dased, and did not seem to have a single clue as to what I was talking about. A few seconds passed, and I asked him again, "How many chromas do you own...?". Again, he hesitated in his answer. I did not feel like dealing with his rather offensive and silent disposition he had towards me, so I revealed myself as the "sheriff" and shot him 7 times in the chest, and 4 times in the head. As his wriggling, nearly lifeless corpse fell over, I asked him one more time, "How many chromas do you own?". This time he uttered his last words, before being ruthlessly dragged to a painful death: "I own three...". Finally satisifed with my answer, I nonchalantly walked aware from the murder scene (yet another Murder Mystery 2 reference!). Fast forward to now, I am in my Jeep (one that has an eerie resemblance to the free model one you can use inside of roblox) and am traveling at 60 studs per second to San Mateo, California. Whatever David Baszucki can do now won't save him. I am out only for blood, and no object, no human, no security system is strong enough to stop me from sacrificing him to John Doe to bring back Roblox. This is it. This is the final 70 miles I have until I reach the location of David Baszucki. Along the way, I have had several body guards of his try to stop me. It had gotten out hours earlier that I was targeting David Baszucki, and that whatever they do they should make sure I was always more than 100 miles away from him at all times. While the guards were given hundreds of miles and hours of time to prepare before I found them, anything they tried to use against me was no use. Their Barret M82A1s were loaded with .50 cal bullets, ready to stop me in my tracks. Five of the most skilled snipers in the entire country were set up to take me down. By the time they found my location, I was already (disturbingly) 178 miles away from David Baszucki. All five of them lined up their shots. "So, is this the guy?" The first marksman said to the others, via their comms system. "Yep, that's 102 percent him", the third sniper nervously communicated over the radio. "So, do we fire?", the 2nd sniper said. "Yep, fire!" remarked all of them at once. Five .50 caliber bullets were instantly sent straight to my direction, all travelling at a velocity of over 2,978 ft/s (908 m/s). By the time the bullets reached my destination, the snipers all made a horrible realization: I was bulletproof. The sheer anger and adrenaline I had built up over Noblox has caused my skin to turn into only the finest ROBLOX grade metal, with strength not even comprehensible by the universe.

Not only did the bullets have no effect on me, but I also absorbed them, only making me stronger. Using my strength of the force (a strength I found from Star Wars: The Old Republic II Roleplay), I near instantly shut off the airways of all five marksmen, and crushed their hearts instantly, with their deaths soon to be forgotten. By then, David had gotten the news of what happened to the snipers. He knew he had no options left but to be constantly in motion. While this was his only choice, he also knew too good and well that he would eventually be caught, with his soul being sacrificed to John Doe. I'm closing in, closer and closer to David Baszucki. I feel powerful, like I am taking a x2 Coin Boost (Bubblegum Simulator 3 reference). My instincts told me I am only about seven miles away from David, which fluctuates from 6.8 to 7.6 miles from time to time. I am no longer in my Jeep, and am taking a casual walk to find him. I know David Baszucki is aware I am close, as I can smell the raw fear emanating from his body, with the beat of his heart ringing in my ear. None of the security protocols he hastily implemented worked; The turrets did no damage, nor did it slow me down. The anti-tank mines did nothing to stop me, either. Even the use of anti-plane missiles did not make me bat a single eyelid. Now that I am only 5.2 miles away from David, I use this time to think about how He will be sacrificed. "Will I make it short and quick?" I ponder. "No, not for what he has done. He has avoided me all of this time, done everything in his power to stop me, and has even resorted to using government weapons to attempt to slow me down. You know what you need to do.", I thought to myself. It was at this moment I instantly devised a plan to sacrifice David Baszucki. It will involve only the most painful and deadly weapons available in this universe. It will start out with spikes (Welcome to ROBLOX Building reference) Slowly impaling his heart. Then, while his still-conscious body wrestles against all signs that he should be dead, I will use The Dregänøth to keep him in a state of psychosis. Here, his body will have to choice but to stay alive, with no way to succumb to death. Using this state of psychosis and temporary immortality, I will use the Venomshank (Sword Fights on the Heights Four reference) to slowly leak all of his energy, will to live, and soul out of him. After this, I will finally be able to use the sacred chant "Herr tredje id, kom och lek med mig. Jag behöver dig här för att spela ikväll, jag behöver dig och din styrka ikväll" to notify John Doe of his presence. Now that he is in this state, John Doe will be able to deliver the final blow, and restore the Roblox servers forever, allowing me to play Brookhaven Roleplay with LaseredByRaz for as long as I please. In the time it took for me to think out this entire plan, I realize that I am only 1,200 yards away from David Baszucki. All I need to do by now is execute my plan. I see his pathetic fifty-eight year old body, unable to outrun the sixteen studs per second I constantly travel at. He eventually falls and goes into a whimper, with the final words from him before my sacrificial ritual began being "We'll get the servers up soon, please don't hurt me...". His words meant absolutely nothing to me.

I slowly brought out my stamper tool, and placed it directly where David was standing, impaling him and sending a pain that can only be described as having 1,000 heart attacks and 500 migraines all at once. Now I had David right where I wanted him. David's near lifeless eyes watched in what I could only describe as pure, unadulterated terror as I brought out The Dregänøth, with him knowing too good and well that I did not want to make his sacrifice easy. Before his synapses could even properly react to the eldritch horror of a weapon I seemingly materialized out of nowhere, I set him in psychosis, allowing him to see horrors that would put any soul to rest in a near instant. Now that the Second step of my sacrifice is done, I can continue on with the third step. I now unsheathed the Venomshank I had on my being, and slowly stabbed it straight through David Baszucki's skull. I watched in what I could describe only as pure joy as his body flashed a pastel green, and back to caucasian white over and over again. I know now that I am able to proceed with the fourth, and final step of my sacrifice: notifying John Doe. I prepared my dry, cracked lips to rehearse the phrase I repeated nearly 7 quadrillion times in my head already, and finally uttered the phrase for what should be the last time, "Herr tredje id, kom och lek med mig. Jag behöver dig här för att spela ikväll, jag behöver dig och din styrka ikväll". I waited for three minutes, in what I could only describe as the most silent silence I have felt in my life up until this point. Soon enough, I felt his presence. Behind me, I detected a pale man with an orange tank top, with as dead of a smile as I have ever seen. He knew what he needed to do, and I did not even need to communicate with him what it is that needed to be done. He strutted slowly over to the location of David Baszucki's mutilated body, and extended his arm out to feel his framework. As soon as he got close, it seemed as if reality itself slowly ceased around David's body. Bit by bit, David's skin turned into antimatter, only to soon disappear, leaving absolutely no trace anywhere. A wind slowly picked up around the area, rapidly turning into hurricane force winds, which then exponentially picked up even more to casual gusts that would make a EF-5 tornado feel like a regular windy day. The wind seemed to never stop, and eventually got louder and louder to the point where I could barely hear myself think. Suddenly, the wind abruptly stopped. My eyes were sealed shut, most likely as a reaction to the wind I had experienced only minutes before. It took what felt like weeks, but I eventually gained the courage to slowly open my eyes. I realized I was sat in my bed, with my computer close by. I was almost entirely sure of what had happened over the past month that I was blind. In order to confirm what I knew was true, I slowly rolled out of my bed, and walked over to my computer. I logged on, opened Chrome, and typed in the dreaded letters. "Hyper Text Transfer Protocol Secure Slash Slash, World Wide Web dot Roblox dot com.". That's when I knew it had worked. Roblox's servers were operational again, and I could play Brookhaven Roleplay with my friend, LaseredByRaz. I had won.

[vampacidic]

YES YOU CAN BE A NATURE GIRL!! Basically there was this youtube trend going around where people were like "Guess this twisted wonderland character's name / unique magic" but a lot of them were having their parents guess and so in one video this person had their mom and dad guess, one half of the cast was for their mom and the other for their dad, when it got to their dad's side he thought they were all girls

Jade is surrounded by mushrooms (She is a big fan of those) so with this knowledge he called her "Nature girl" so thank you to that very confused father because now I see Jade as transfem.

She ran away from octavinelle once because she was being very petty and so was Azul so she goes to pomefiore and tells Vil she's going be his faithful servant from now on. Vil is like.. okay.. interesting. So Vil bosses her around and turns her into an errand girl, after serving Vil for a while she's like. "Vil, I have decided I am going to work with Azul again. I am no longer mad at him. Peace!" AND I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING THAT IS SO STUPID. SHE TRIED SO HARD TO PROVE HERSELF TO VIL JUST TO GET AWAY FROM AZUL. EVEN GOING THROUGH THE ACT OF TRYING TO CHANGE DORMS, and I can't exactly remember everything Vil asked Jade to do but it was getting to a point where Vil would ask Jade for the simplest of things that Vil was PERFECTLY capable of getting done on her own. Jade did this all with a smile. She is SO SILLY. My friends are very big leech twin enjoyers but one likes Floyd and the other likes Jade so I sat in a call with them while they argued about who was the superior twin. Fun times. ( I love both of them, Floyd was actually the final push I needed to start reading through the whole main story. So thank you for that buddy!!) Fun fact I actually have a Vil plushy.. she is big and I love her. I get into my room and look at her and I tell her how important she is to me. DEAR I AM RAMBLING ON. I will confirm though, Azul is very guy and no matter how hard I try he does not leave my head. I love him though and I wouldn't have it any other way. For the question you asked I was actually thinking about this, you can just call me Light.. I'm not very good with names so I just chose the easiest option. Thank you for asking about twst though I love this game lots.. giving you so many kisses right now!! (Also please feel free to ramble about anything you want to with me I would love to hear it)

IM TELLING YOU ALL MALE GACHA CASTS LOOK LIKE LESBIANS!!!!! the dad was right she's a girl. 2 me ❤️ jade's so real for being a mushroom enjoyer... i used to be big into mushrooms and then i did some poking about decay and uhh. well now they freak me out a bit if i think about it too long but i still like them a lot.... decay exists as an extant form of life etc etc

don't feel bad about rambling i really enjoy it... you get very impassioned light dear and it's nice to hear you go on :] twst is one of those games where i Know it's right up my alley but my brain is like ummmmm. no you will not open it and play ❤️ sorry ❤️ but maybe i'll start soon... maybe you're my push hon. (the only hesitance is this makes it very easy for me to spend money at cons bc twst is so big..... sighs)

jade seems funny though.... she has ummm a je ne se quois to her. i feel like she'd eat me but not on purpose just in a oopsy i bit too hard way. not that i'd say no to it. she's a little bimbo ish it's ok. i love stupid women ❤️ i love siblings with the worst shit imaginable going on ❤️❤️

OH my friend acfually has a malleus plushie... waves Hi kyo if you see this. i have no idea if she consumes twst at all actually but like. uhhh twinsies...? can our giant vil and rei plushies be best friends

light sounds good to me... maybe i'll pick something more fun in the future when i'm not so tired lol.... i'm answering this before i go to bed ehehe.... hehe i'm accepting all of your kisses gracefully!!!

oh but my interests.... they're ummm. eclectic ? some of them are incredibly scholarly and then there's enstars. sighs. no idea how much you know about enstars love but i've been stuck w it for. nearly 3 years now....? give or take. my beloved idol gacha game. but other than that i play a uh. range of video games.... i've been trying to chuck through hades but i'm incredibly bad at it LMAO asterius and theseus are beating my ass. i've gotten to 3rd form(???) of hades before but never beyond that.... sigh. i'll make it through one day. other than that i like uh. final fantasy here and there + horror games despite how easily terrified i am. i wouldn't say i'm a horror buff but i do love the genre... big psych horror enjoyer. i also like writing and drawing here and there but most of my art has gone to class recently.... other than games and such i have my more uh. scholarly interests ? i like biochemistry a lot (of course you have autism and like science) and i have what i like to call 'history blorbos' whcih are guys i have a weird obsession w. this includes vladimir lenin, mao zedong, rasputin, and karl marx. no idea what makes me obsessed w them but you know. shit happens. history as a whole makes me go insane.... 20th century in particular. love the russian revolution + ww2 specifically but all of the 20th century is insane to me. also really like language (im teaching myself jp and am uhhhh. semi fluent in spanish. k can scrape by verbally) and to an extent religion.... i like catholicism from an aesthetic point but as an american raised in a catholic school it's uhhhhhh. Interesting relationship w religion esp w regards to my gender/sexuality.... i like dissection stuff like that. can you tell i have autism. i'm more than willing to detail just about any of this stuff if interested bc hooooo boy do i love to talk about my interests. light honey i hope you have a good night!!! mwah mwah my darling <3

[leos-regression-cove]

All The Lessons I Never Learned

22. A Proper Playdate

Synopsis: Thor and Sylvie get the option to have a redo playdate after what happened last weekend. And, Thor gets a car seat.

Word count: 5,685

Stand Alone?: sure!

Warnings: diapers/nappy changes, nightmares,

Notes: They can't all be narrative winners, but I'm still pretty proud of the one-off gags and individual scenes that this one has to offer. The plot is kind of loose and just there to thread them all together. Update! I made some changes to this chapter on AO3 and they are no longer exactly the same! That version is updated for grammar and plot changes.

Read it on AO3!

“No, I’m serious! You should come over!-- Sylvie’s excited to see you, too!”

Loki raised his eyebrows as if Mobius was lying. 

“You have no idea the way she perks up when I talk about you.” Mobius casually added as if he had just said something that was entirely normal and understandable.

Loki found this incredibly hard to believe, mostly since Sylvie had either outright ignored him or insulted him to his face. But then he considered another part of the statement, “...You talk about me?” he smiled, finally swiveling his chair to give Mobius his full attention.

“Well, yeah, of course I do. Just like she talks about Thor. -- But that’s besides the point! They’ve gotta have a real playdate sometime, right? Pack a bag and after playgroup, you guys can come over. We’ll have naptime and lunch. It’ll be great!” 

“I’ll text you about it, how’s that?” 

“Hey, I wouldn’t be surprised if Sylvie already asked him and he already said ‘yes’. But you two should talk it out because we’d love to have you.” 

Loki gave his boss another closed smile, glancing up at him as Mobius took a sip off his coffee and looked around the other desks and cubicles before deciding he needed to be a little more on-task with his work, too. 

“Alright, well get on those reports for tomorrow and prepare for your meeting, right? Read up. Study their company. I wanna see you shine like the star you are.” He gave Loki two firm pats on the shoulder before moving on to mentor the rest of the sales department. Although, Loki noticed, no one else seemed to get quite as much attention as him. Which, as much as he hated to admit it, did fill him with a feeling of validation he hadn’t felt so strongly since he was a teenager. 

“The toys at my house are so much better than this,” Sylvie offhandedly commented in regards to the basket of blocks she was sorting through. 

Thor agreed as he examined a chip in the side of one. 

“I have like so many Hot Wheels tracks an’ like… way cooler stuff.” She trailed off trying to think of things that Thor would find cool. “Um… I even got Legos! The real ones!” 

That was enough to make Thor pause. “Real? The small ones?” 

“Yup! I’ve got like a bunch of sets. You should come over so we can build them.”

“Can I?” 

“I dunno, I'll have to check with papa… but probably.”

During Sunday morning play time, the little ones screamed as they chased each other around. There was no concept of “indoor voices” to speak of while Mobius and Loki sipped on their coffees while the little balls of energy tried to climb on everything they were allowed to, regardless if other littles wanted a turn first or were already there. Unfortunately for Thor, it seemed that an indoor cafe playground, was not meant for a preschooler of his size and energy level. But regardless, he made due, jumping on the suspension bridge and climbing up the slides.

Mobius checked his watch. “Can you watch this for a minute?” he asked Loki, handing him his coffee cup. 

“What’re you doing?”

“My second job,” Mobius laughed as he stood up and took off his shoes before entering the playroom. 

Loki watched him intently, more completely than he paid attention to the littles he was really supposed to be supervising, as Mobius took a small wooden puzzle off the wire rack and dumped the pieces onto the floor. 

If it wasn’t for his dad-ish attire, Mobius would’ve been indistinguishable from the littles playing around him as he squatted down by the floor, pretending to be baffled by the jumbled wooden alphabet around him. 

“Hey, Sylvie! Thor! You guys wanna come help me with something?” 

Sylvie and Thor ran to a screeching halt and sat down to help him. 

“This puzzle’s just really got me stumped!” he told them.

“Why didn’t Loki help?” Sylvie thought to ask. 

“He didn’t know either, but you two are really smart, right? Think you could just help me put it together?”

Thor picked up the letter “O” and prepared to set it into place when Mobius asked him about it. 

“Which one’s that? I don’t think I’ve seen it before.” 

“I’s a ‘O’! Like my las’ name!” 

“Like your last name?”

“Oh-dinson!”

“That does start with an ‘O’, doesn’t it?”

Thor nodded as he set the piece into place. 

“Papa! Papa! This one’s an ‘S’ like Ssssylvie!” the little girl informed him, still a bit energetically. 

“Wow, thanks I would’ve missed that one. Now how about this one? This one’s a real head scratcher…”

“That’s a ‘Q’!” Sylvie said confidently as she took the letter from his hand to place in the wooden spot.

“Huh… What words start with ‘Q’ do you know any?” 

“Cupcake!” Thor suggested.

“Sylvie, do you know any words that start with a ‘Q’?” 

“Pfft. Yeah.” 

She did not elaborate. 

Loki watched for a few more minutes while Mobius asked the littles about each letter they picked up, but with a whole twenty-six to go through, it took quite a while, eventually convincing Loki to take his shoes off, stowing them in the cubbies, and coming to help by letting Thor sit in his lap and occasionally whispering answers in his ears, only to have the little light up with the worst poker face imaginable and to relay the answer to Mobius. 

“He’s cheating!” Sylvie complained. 

“Well if you had asked nicely, I would’ve helped you, too,” Loki told her. 

Sylvie, now that she had been personally addressed, stared at him with wide eyes and then squinted them angrily, as if he had just tried to play a mean trick on her. 

“Loki, since you’re so smart, do you wanna help me with this funky little thing?” Mobius asked, still playing dumb for the littles. 

Thor turned back around and whispered in Loki’s ear, “it’s a H.” 

“Thank you,” Loki whispered back. “It’s an H,” he answered confidently. 

“Wow, you guys are good at this,” Mobius commented, setting the last letter into place. “Look at that, we did the whole thing!” 

“We should do it again cuz’ Loki cheated,” Sylvie told her papa severely. 

“Well we have one at home. You guys wanna do that after nap time?”

“Ew! No!” she answered, almost aghast that he had proposed such an activity. 

“Are you ready to go home?” he asked, genuinely curious. “Loki and Thor are coming with us.”

Sylvie looked like she had intended to answer a firm “no” but after receiving the second piece of information, she didn’t look so sure. “... Okay,” she said, even though she kept a huffy, sour, expression as Mobius took her hand. 

“Alright, say ‘bye-bye’ to the playground.”

“Bye-bye playground!” Thor chirped as he waved at the structure and other littles. 

“Bye-bye,” Sylvie said sulkily. 

“By--” Loki almost repeated, stopping himself halfway through. 

Mobius’ car was an orange Kia Soul. An old person car, in Loki’s opinion, nothing fancy that he’d expect a manager to drive. Although, it was rather surprising that Mobius had opted to drive at all.  

Mobius noticed his confusion. While buckling Sylvie into her seat, he told Loki that he sometimes needs to take it out every once in a while, just to keep it running and make sure the battery doesn’t die.

When the car started to drive, Sylvie made a note: “Why doesn’t Thor have a car seat?” she asked. 

“I haven’t gotten one for him yet,” Loki told her honestly. 

“Oh. Then I don’t need one?”

“You absolutely need one-- Sylvie! Keep your seatbelt on!” Mobius admonished her while looking at her in the rear view mirror after he heard the click of a metal seatbelt leaving its sleeve.

Hesitantly, and perhaps with a slight defiance still tugging at her, she clicked it back into place. 

Mobius and Sylvie’s apartment was probably around the same size as Loki and Thor’s, but it was very different. It was obvious that the building had been designed in the 1960’s and although it hadn’t been modernized, it had been well kept and perhaps even restored. It was obviously decorated by a thoughtful hand to be as cozy and relaxing as possible, with deep browns and burnt umber touches, with wooden accents and geometric shapes. 

Loki's eyes were ripped from the beautiful decor by the amount of strange colorful substances that had been melted or stained into the carpet and the leftover scribblings which couldn’t have been scrubbed off the walls because they were either in permanent marker or in just weird spots that were hard to clean. He suddenly felt a massive sense of thankfulness and relief for having Thor as a little. 

“Sorry about the toys and stuff. We tried to clean up but… it’s tough when she's three.” 

There was an abandoned doll on the couch that made Loki slightly uncomfortable. Not because it was especially creepy, it wasn’t some antique porcelain monster with blank eyes, but a plastic Disney princess doll. Loki wasn’t sure which one exactly, but it definitely had been through some things with Sylvie, covered in strange marker drawings with no clothes, a stained up body, and shortened hair that had been unevenly cut with safety scissors and looked like the little girl had attempted to dye it from a platinum blonde to a dark brown, almost to mimic her own hair. 

Thor also noticed the doll. “You have a dolly?!” he asked.

Sylvie ran to snatch it off the couch before Thor had the chance to pick it up. “No!” she let him know. “She is not a ‘dolly’!”

“Sylvie, why don’t we show our guests your room and you can put Rapunzel away, okay?”

“Okay! Come on.” She beckoned Thor and Loki behind her.

Her room wasn’t messy, but it did look like it had been cleaned hastily. The preschooler sort of cleaning where random objects were just sort of thrown into spots that weren’t on the floor. The room was a good size, and included a twin sized bed with detachable crib-like rails, a dresser facing it, and a wooden cubby sorter with fabric bins which wasn’t really sorting anything, a small nightstand table, and a large rocking chair. There was of course also a built-in closet, and floating shelves that housed books, and finally a large, babyish rug of a big teddy-bear on the open piece of floor that remained. It may have looked fine if it wasn’t for the bright blue walls, paired with oatmeal carpet and dated furniture that made it feel… off. The cluttered and unorganized nature didn’t help that, either. 

Sylvie pulled out one of the fabric bins and showed it to Thor and Loki. “Here’s my Legos!” she told them before proudly dumping the bin onto the floor and inviting Thor to sit with her. When Loki didn’t, she also looked up at him until he did.

It was a few seconds of watching and some occasional questioning before Loki actually began to pick up Lego bricks and make his own vague creation of a non-descript thing while Sylvie made something like a dragon and Thor built a colorful, boxy, house. 

“Hey kiddos, we’re gonna get ready for naptime soon,” Mobius reminded the group. “If you wanna sleep in here you’re gonna have to put those away for a while.”

“But my dragon!” Sylvie whined. 

“We’ll just set him up here.” Mobius said, tapping on a nearby shelf that hadn’t been filled with things. 

“Um, is there a spot where I can change Thor?” Loki asked, looking up from his abstract sculpture building, and looking awfully like the littles he was sitting with. 

“Not on my dresser,” Sylvie responded before Mobius had even opened his mouth to speak. 

“I think he’s a bit too tall for that spot,” Mobius let her know. “You can either do it in the bathroom or I can give you a mat to just do it on the floor here… Sorry, our place wasn’t really built with littles in mind.” 

“Mine wasn’t either,” Loki told him sympathetically. “Thor? What do you think?” 

“Bathroom,” the little said, in a way that suggested he didn’t really care. 

Loki gave him a nod, thanked Mobius, and then took his brother and the bag into the bathroom to change him while Sylvie picked up her Legos and Mobius created a comfortable place for the preschoolers to sleep. 

The bathroom was small and wasn’t quite big enough to let the little lie down, so Loki had to change him standing up. When they came back into Sylvie’s nursery room, they found Sylvie sitting on the bed, the side rails put away, while Mobius pumped up an air mattress on the floor. 

“I’m not sure if that’s necessary,” Loki said. 

“Sure it is! Thor deserves a nice place to rest, too.” He took the pump out, gave the mattress a pat, and then asked Thor to lay down and see what he thought. 

Thor agreed that it was comfortable. 

“Papa’s gotta put the bankets on, so get up!” Sylvie told him before he got too comfortable. 

“And I gotta read you both a story, too, huh?” 

“No, Loki reads,” Thor said.

“Thor!” Loki nearly scolded. 

“Loki reads,” Sylvie agreed. “You can read an extra story to me tonight,” she told Mobius. 

“What story do you want to hear?” Loki asked, almost caught off guard as Mobius put on the sheets and gave Thor some blankets. 

“Um…” Sylvie got up and inspected her bookshelf with him. “This one!” she finally said, handing it to Loki. 

He took a story book out of her hand and flipped through it. “Which story?” 

“That one!” she said, pointing to Puss in Boots. 

Loki nodded as Mobius got her to lie down, sitting at the foot of her bed while he sat on the floor between the air mattress and bed to read, so he could show off the pictures to the preschoolers easier. 

Loki began, but was stopped after reaching the first line of dialogue. 

“Do the voices!” Thor demanded.

“Put your pacifier in,” Loki teased. “Maybe Puss and I just sound similar,” 

Mobius chuckled and scooted closer to look at the pictures. 

“Ew! Papa, your butt’s in my face!” Sylvie squealed in exaggerated mock disgust. 

He picked her up just a little and set her head in his lap, which was slightly better, even though she needed to curl up a little bit to fit in her tiny bed at that angle. 

“I can do the voices with you,” Mobius offered. 

“Yeah!” Sylvie giggled. “Papa do the voices!” 

Mobius smiled as Loki put his finger under the first line of dialogue, letting the other caregiver narrate the voice of Puss while Loki did the rest, which of course made Thor and Sylvie giggle. 

They were so engrossed with their caregivers doing the voices that they weren’t even asleep or even really getting droopy eyelids by the time Loki closed the story book.

“Another!” Thor whined. 

“No, that’s all you get,” Loki said in a near teasing voice as he ruffled the little one’s hair. 

Mobius was tucking Sylvie in as well, making sure she was all comfy. “We’re going to be right outside this door,” he said. “So don’t you try anything funny,” he poked her nose gravely as he said it, making her giggle and wiggle into her blankets.

Mobius stood up and motioned for Loki to come with him, turning on a nightlight before putting up two fingers to give Sylvie a suspicious little “I’m watching you” sort of gesture, which only served to make her laugh more. 

They kept the door cracked just a little, letting some light come through from the hall as they left.

Mobius used the time to pick up some of the scattered toys in the living room and move them into various toy boxes and corners that would make the living room a temporarily usable space while Loki awkwardly stood off to the side, near their shoe rack and wondered if he had been impolite for not taking his shoes off, looking down at the stained, and possibly sticky carpet and debating if it was a risk he should take. 

Mobius started making lunch in his old timey kitchen as Loki slowly and roundabout-ly asked to join him. 

“You want to help me?” Mobius asked when he noticed Loki awkwardly sitting at the breakfast bar.

Loki opened his mouth but didn’t have anything to say.

“Do you cook?” Mobius asked once his fellow caregiver decided to stand up and join him in his half-open retro kitchen. 

“Not really,” Loki admitted. 

“Not… really…” Mobius repeated while chopping celery as if he were writing it down. “Do you know how to make a tuna sandwich?” 

“I do… but how are you making it?”

Mobius smiled slightly under his mustache. “Well, we’re going to open up a couple cans of tuna,” he began, “and then I’m just gonna ask you to mix this into it,” he added, handing Loki a jar of mayonnaise from the fridge, and then his cutting board of celery. 

Loki nodded and looked for a spatula or something to stir it with before Mobius handed him a large, but not remarkably so, spoon while he got out a loaf of bread and various other items of sandwich making importance. 

As Loki plated the tuna on each sandwich and added some cheese and lettuce to each one, Mobius peeked his head into the darkened bedroom to check on Sylvie and Thor. 

He stood outside the door, trying not to obscure the crack of light flowing in through the room as he listened outside. 

Loki looked at him curiously for a moment, to which Mobius responded with a finger to his lips. 

“Thor? Thor!” Sylvie whispered while sitting up in bed. She leaned over to rub the other little’s shoulder, trying to wake him up. 

Quietly, she moved down onto the floor and kneeled down next to him. 

Thor kicked and almost kneed her while making a little noise. 

Then she said it a little louder, “Thor!” 

He scrunched up his face and curled up. He mumbled something, but Sylvie was unsure what he had said. 

“M... M--umma,” he said, slightly more coherently, squishing his stuffed snake into his face and biting down hard on his pacifier with a sniffle. 

Sylvie sat down, getting more comfortable by his side slowly after a lot of internal debate and anxious glances at the door. 

“Your mumma’s not here,” she told him quietly, petting his hair. 

He made another noise. 

“It’s just me. Are you having a nightmare? It’s okay. I have them too sometimes,” she said reassuringly, petting his back. 

Mobius smiled as he debated opening the door more. 

After giving them a few more moments, he finally did, making Sylvie scramble back as fast as she could into her little bed and pretend to be just waking up as he flicked on the light. However, she immediately gave herself away when she told Mobius about the nightmare. 

Although Thor looked a little sweaty and had definitely moved around quite a bit, it wouldn’t have been obvious how extreme the nightmare was if Mobius hadn’t seen it himself or if Sylvie hadn’t mentioned it. 

“Poor lil guy,” Mobius said pitifully. “Should I go get Loki?” he asked, slightly rhetorically. 

Sylvie shrugged as her papa bent down to inspect the boy, make sure he was okay and whatnot before he scooped Sylvie up off the bed, making her give a little scream before planting her upright onto the floor. 

“You’re gonna wake up Thor!” Mobius playfully whisper-shouted to her.

A few minutes later, Loki was called into the bedroom to wake up his brother for lunch, and more than that, to hold his brother and comfort him as he slightly squashed Loki. 

“You’re fine. It was just a bad dream little one,” Loki reassured him, petting his back. “The scariest thing here is your wet nappy,” he hummed. “Mr. Mobius made us lunch and then you and Sylvie can play with some toys,” he tried, encouraging the tot to get up.  

Thor nodded. 

“Is he coming to eat?!” Sylvie yelled at them from the kitchen. 

“Sylvie,” Mobius admonished her. 

“I want seconds!” 

“It’s delicious,” Loki tried hopefully. “I know you like fish.” 

Thor silently nodded before standing up, still clinging to Loki anxiously. 

Sylvie pretended not to see them when they came out and got their sandwiches, obviously slightly bothered that she hadn’t gotten that beloved second sandwich she had requested, but of course, once Thor began to eat, she began to talk and munch on some chips Mobius let her have instead. 

“Um. We should play a game,” Sylvie suggested. 

“What’re you gonna play?” Mobius asked as he took their empty plates. “Is it something me and Loki can play, too?”

“No,” she told them as if that request was entirely ridiculous, “you’re too old!” 

“Well then papa and Loki are gonna have to find something else to do, then, huh?”

Sylvie paused uncomfortably. “You can watch,” she said with a shrug.

“I need to know it’ll be interesting before I commit,” Loki deadpanned boredly.

“It won’t be boring!” she defensively added. “We’re gonna play cars,” she informed him.

And play cars the littles did. Sylvie pulled a massive tub of bright orange track pieces out from under her bed, and together, the children covered the living room with intricate roads, trick shots, and obstacles of whatever other toys they could find. 

Mobius and Loki sat in the kitchen together, at the same table that they had been at during lunch, as a bedroom would’ve felt much too personal, and the couch was currently occupied by a few stacks of books, orange track, and about a dozen toppled cars. 

 The two men clutched coffee mugs and talked as parents do while watching the littles.

After roughly fifteen, maybe twenty minutes of chatter from the children accompanied by the sound of plastic wheels on the track periodically every thirty seconds or so, sometimes followed by a light thump on the carpet, they finally stood up and ran to the table. 

“Papa! Papa lookit!” Sylvie called.

“Loki! Come see! Come see!” Thor squealed, pulling his brother up from the dining chair. 

Sylvie led them to a spot standing in front of the television, claiming that they’d be able to view everything from there. Then, she slotted in a car at the top, sending it through an intricate, roller coaster-like track with loops and impressive drops that both of the preschoolers were rather proud of. 

Then, on one extra sharp turn, the track simply ended and fell onto the floor from an impressive six inches above the ground. 

“An’ it esploded and everybody died!” she giggled. 

“Oh-no!” Mobius said as if he were very concerned for the drivers of the tiny plastic cars. 

Loki, on the other hand, politely smiled and clapped after the demonstration, much to Thor’s delight, as he quickly took Loki’s hand and showed his brother the parts he did. 

Sylvie soon introduced some small figurine animals to the road, and a city of toys grew around it. Many of said toys, especially the buildings, were hand made out of shoeboxes and plastic containers that she had fashioned herself with marker windows and doors. 

“Isn’t she crafty? Look at all those!” Mobius pointed out, proudly. “She made them all by herself.”

Loki hummed an acknowledgement.

“She looked it up on YouTube and taught herself how, I guess,” he added with a smile.

“You let her use YouTube?”

Mobius shrugged. “I’ve got the parental controls on it; I check her history.”

 “So she has a phone?”

“Nah, just a tablet. --Don’t act so judgy, about it, it’s not like she’s always under five. When you have a bored tween it’s sometimes nice to give ‘em a little controlled freedom, y’know?” 

Loki did not know. 

Sylvie had obviously overheard this and ran up to Mobius’ side to ask if she could show Thor her games. 

He thought for a minute, “how about later? We’ll save it for a rainy day, that way you’ll have tactical entertainment advantage,” he joked. 

Sylvie seemed unable to understand this. “But I wanna show him!” 

“And you’ll get to, just not right now. Y’know, if you’re bored we can always take Thor and Loki back home,” he hinted to her. 

That scared Sylvie enough to make her wander back off to show Thor a new game she wanted to play. 

The adults had a shocking amount to discuss, but they didn’t actually talk much, simply observed their little ones, listening to them and watching the game, occasionally adding their own commentaries and jokes, or giving a word of approval every now and again. 

“Well, hey, what do you kids say we get out of the house?” Mobius asked as they played with the television, surfing through channels while the caregivers supervised. 

Sylvie paused and looked over at him without setting down the remote. “Where?” she asked. 

“Well, Loki needs to get Thor a car seat, and since we gotta drive them home, I was thinking maybe we could help him with that. You have any thoughts on that?”

Sylvie shook her head. 

Loki felt as though her lack of outright rage at the concept probably meant a green light, Mobius seemed to agree. 

So, Loki packed up Thor’s backpack as Mobius asked the little ones to pick up and start thinking about getting ready for a short adventure before they took Thor home. 

“Daddy likes this music,” Thor commented, once Mobius started to drive. A classic rock station was on, playing various tunes from the 70’s and 80’s. 

“He does?” Mobius asked back. “Well he’s got good taste.” 

Sylvie begged to differ on this matter and ask they play something different. 

Loki breathed a sigh of relief slightly harder than he meant to as Mobius changed the station over to a vague “happy hits” channel. The type that has a music library consisting of mostly early-2010s family friendly pop-- the typical Maroon 5 and Bruno Mars, maybe with a sprinkle of Frankie Valli or Sinatra to support their “hits of yesterday and today” claim. 

This was obviously no one’s favorite, but also the type of channel no one really wanted to argue about. It was the easy stuff. 

Loki and Mobius made sure their littles didn’t wander off by holding their hands, after finding a parking place near the specialty littles store.

Neither of the tots were particularly excited about being there, especially because they weren’t allowed to wander off, not realizing that their caregivers were essentially taking them to the toy aisle. They stood in place for a minute as the adults pulled out car seats and examined them, occasionally asking Thor about color or fit, often turning the box over and inspecting age ranges, weight requirements, and height limits, all of which were important when considering the boy. 

Sylvie did venture off, but not entirely out of her papa’s sight, just far enough away to begin grabbing toys off endcaps a few feet away and sitting down on the floor to press the “try me” buttons in the packaging with her free hand’s thumb planted in her mouth. 

Loki picked up a red car seat that had been tucked into the back. A rather large, heavy one with the age bracket listed as “2.5-6 headspace years.” This one seemed appropriate. Thor tipped the box up as Mobius pointed out the features for him.

“That one looks really nice,” the older man said. “And check that out, the back comes off,” he commented. 

Thor nodded in agreement. 

“How much is it?” Mobius asked.

Loki frowned looking for a bar code. “250.”

Mobius raised his eyebrows. “Seriously?” 

Loki pursed his lips and nodded conflictedly. 

“That’s a really good deal! Check the safety information first. I don’t think that could even be functional.”

“How much was Sylvie’s?” 

“The one we have in the car”-- which was notably smaller than this one in order to fit the shorter girl-- “ran us about 370, and her baby one was…” he whistled “700?” 

“On you salary? You must be joking.” 

“Nah, little car-seats run high. You’d be surprised. So grab that one because I’m not letting you leave here without it,” he patted Loki on the back before helping him stand up and rounding up the littles. “Sylvie, can you say ‘bye-bye’ to the toys?”

Sylvie seemed reluctant to put down a robotic cheetah that purred and drank from a baby bottle, looking down at the large plastic box in her hands sadly, before shifting from foot to foot and deciding to have a fit over it. 

“No! I want it!” 

“We’re not buying it today. Put it back,” Mobius absently replied, picking up the car seat box with a heft. 

Sylvie dropped the box and kicked it before folding her arms. 

“Brother,” Loki whispered, “Let’s go pay for this, hm? C’mon,” he took Thor’s hand and offered to take the car seat from Mobius. 

The second Thor and Loki rounded the corner Sylvie quieted down. 

Mobius assured the little girl she could get a toy once she completed her chore chart, or she’d maybe get it for her birthday. 

“What is up with you?” he asked in a friendly way as he took her hand to lead her up to where Thor and Loki were checking out. 

She didn’t answer, instead pursing her lips and watching ahead. 

“Having a fit over a toy in a store isn’t winning you any points,” he added. “Neither is being mean. If you want approval you’re gonna have to try and be nice.” 

Sylvie furrowed her brow and stared at Mobius. 

“Mobius, Sylvie, do you want a candy bar?” Loki called when he saw them approaching. Two were already set down next to the large box and Loki was reaching for a third while Thor ran up to his friends, excited to spend just a little bit more time with the little and caregiver he was slowly getting closer to. 

In the parking lot, while the kiddos pretended to drive the little car with no keys in the ignition, Mobius helped Loki open up the massive box and slide together the pieces, soon calling Thor over to make sure everything was adjusted properly for him. 

The head of his seat nearly scraped the car ceiling, but all the same he looked and felt more comfortable than he had previously. He looked over at Sylvie who was being helped by Mobius into her seat, as he fastened her five-pointed buckle that she insisted she was too old for and absolutely did not need. 

Thor didn’t mind so much, although he was slightly impatient with Loki, who was still figuring out how each latch connected to the five-point buckle by his navel, a task which looks easy to the untrained eye, but once a fussy preschooler who was bigger than you was involved, it became a rather daunting task. 

Sylvie, after Loki had gotten the first two buckles in, decided she would help make it easier, by getting her hands in the way. 

“You’re doing it wrong,”  she commented, even though Loki had been doing it right. 

Loki stopped, looked up at her for a second, waiting for her to show him otherwise, but she didn’t, instead simply grabbing at the seatbelt straps and making sure they were straight.

Loki furrowed his brows as unnoticeably as he could before clicking the final pieces into place and shutting the door. 

Thor shifted and pulled lightly on the straps and played with his armrests and cup holders happily while talking to Sylvie as Mobius drove them around the western barrier of central park to return Loki and his little to their small apartment as Loki gave him directions that were quite difficult to follow. The littles of course, also got a chance to eat their candy bars, too, which ended in the way you’d expect: with Sylvie leaning forward to wipe her chocolatey fingers on her papa’s sleeve and Thor finding it funny, attempting to copy by wiping chocolate on Sylvie, and her crying about it. 

“Alrighty, here we are,” Mobius commented as he parked on the curb in front of Loki’s apartment. He got out of the car with Loki and let Sylvie out of her car seat, giving her a chance to, hopefully, in his mind, say a pleasant “bye-bye!” and give Thor a hug. 

Although she had the chance, Sylvie wasn’t much of a hugger, and instead let Thor speak for that one as he picked her up off the ground and crushed her just a bit. 

Loki worked hard to unanchor the seat and get it out of Mobius’ car, only to take an uncomfortably long amount of time doing so and making two impatient preschoolers wait. 

Luckily though, Mobius knew how to handle this. Continuing to talk with the little ones and talk with Thor about the building. “This one’s old, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah. Um bubba said is kinda new.”

“It’s been remodeled,” Loki agreed, finally getting the lock behind the headrest undone and taking the seat out. 

“I like that it’s close to the park,” Sylvie said softly, almost as if she were afraid to speak. 

“Yeah, being by the park’s always nice, isn’t it?” Mobius asked.

She nodded softly.

“Well,” Loki said, as he finally got the seat out, setting it by his feet on the curb, “it’s been wonderful seeing you both again. We had a lovely time, didn’t we, Thor?” 

Thor nodded although somewhat sadly. 

“We’ll see you tomorrow, champ,” Mobius reminded the little as he also pulled Sylvie away. 

“See you tomorrow!” Loki yelled back, distractedly lugging the seat up the stairs into his building. 

“Bye Thor!” Sylvie shouted as she watched him follow his brother through the front door. 

[ycurkxng-a]

Revival. (Again.)

Characters: (Coasty) Dean King, Adam.

No cw/tws

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Coming back to life wasn't fun.

Of course it wasn't, everything in Dean's body was hypersensitive when he came back. He could feel his heart pumping once more, his lungs being filled with air, blood coursing through his veins. It was all very surreal, and was hellish to experience.

Which is why he wasn't exactly happy to have it happen for the second damn time, but this was odd.. he had lost his heart to pump again, his lungs hadn't been in his body when he passed, there was no blood to go through him. So how come he could feel it all again?

"Dean?" Adam spoke softly, looking down at the other with wide eyes. Watching him return was odd, especially seeing his organs practically phase back into existence as his flesh came back to his body, but that meant it worked. It worked, and that's all that mattered at the moment.

The fighters eyes darted around before landing on Adam, his mouth was agape and the other could tell he was trying so desperately to say something. And it took a few more moments of silence, but Dean finally managed to blurt something out in a low and raspy voice. "What the fuck?"

An appropriate response if Adam was being honest with himself, "Youre where you.. well." He grimaced slightly, looking back up at the rubble that was once a building. "..you told me you were gonna go on your own terms Dean, was this really it? A.. a fucking explosion?!" He asked, making Dean frown. While it wasn't the way he really wanted to go, he had no other choices in the moment.

"There was nothing I could've done.. the guy had me beat, I needed to keep him there to kill him." He tried to explain himself, "But you died in the process." Adam argued, watching closely as Dean looked himself over, patting himself- almost as if to make sure this was real.

The silence despite only being a few seconds felt like it dragged on forever, a grim look spread across Dean's face. "Adam... What did you do?" He questioned, looking up at the other. "No normal spell could've worked, no options, nothing. We tried... What the fuck did you do?"

Despite the intense stare that could penetrate stone, Adam managed to reply. "Oh, that.. uh, well, I kind of asked-... Begged," he corrected himself before continuing, "-kinda begged Herobrine to bring you back, since youre the only person who really cares about me anymore."

"You WHAT?!" Dean hunched forward a little, "No- you're kidding me, you've gotta be fuckin' kidding me." While Adam thought the other might've been happier upon being brought back again, a reaction like this should've been somewhat expected considering who Dean was. But even with that, the response still wasn't what he was hoping for.

He clambered to his feet and looked up, raising his hands up behind his head and pressing them against it. "Do I owe something to that bastard then?" Dean asked, not even looking back to Adam who stood up himself now. "No, you don't." The demon assured him, keeping his distance from the other for the moment.

There was a physical show of relief as Dean sighed heavily, letting his arms drop to his sides as he doubled over. "So now I'm back from the dead.. again." He stood upright and turned his head to the side to look at his friend, "How'd you know where to find my body?"

"Well, uh. Not many places in the area I last saw you in blew up, it was pretty easy." Adam chuckled, "Yeah, that's fair enough." Dean nodded, looking ahead of him and wiping one hand down his face. "Jesus Christ... What am I gonna do now?"

The question was obviously rhetorical, but despite that Adam stepped forward and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Well, you could come with me." He offered, causing Dean to look at him once again. "I got.. business to handle, and I'd appreciate it if I had you with me during this."

It was a clearcut answer from the get-go, they both had another chance at life. And Dean would've always taken the offer no matter what, but now more than ever. He nodded with a smile beginning to spread across his lips, "That sounds great.. but uh, for right now..." Dean looked around the area, the rubble his corpse had laid in. "..can we get outta here, please?"

It didn't take a genius to figure out why Dean wanted to leave, so Adam agreed with a nod. "C'mon, let's go." He said, motioning his head down the path he had taken to get here. Without another word, Dean started walking off in the direction of it with Adam following quickly behind him.

While Dean was happy he got yet another chance at life, he was even happier he got to go with Adam on this one.

[latenightwalking]

that time i did kill myself 

35

at a stranger’s house

the house party murmurs wanton lust

jean waistbands shuffle, accommodating thick thighs,

crossed; slender backs arch, sunset lips purse, full eyes give

a sultry gaze around the room

that i try to ignore

a drink gets spilled and that’s the funniest thing ever

fingers caress the bare, toned chest that needed to be disrobed

quickly; obviously

“I am so, so, s-sorry”

“Let me make this up to you. In the bedroom. I’m talking about sex. I’ll apologise by how well I’ll let you fuck me.”

fly on the wall in the corner

the booming music

blurs into idle chit chat about ex-partners

into gossip about over dramatic flat-mates

into “did you hear about that slut [redacted]”

“wait! look! here, there’s even security cam footage!”

“what a loose cunt”

giggling

candle wax creases melt further

work; life; this; the stress of it all;

my shadow friend pays a visit

but i’d already checked out

of the castle in my mind

left the keys there that morning, 

couldn’t stand another minute,

agitated

a gentle hand offers the quivering lamb respite, leads it

to the slaughter

and the grunge of the illicit room takes me aback, at first,

heads turn, 

kind of,

quickly re-captivated by white dust

by the smoke covered walls spluttering the haze

of one sequence of inhalation,

spread over the many years

that dysphoria takes from a person

i can relate to that

“this your first time?”

“don’t take too much”

“you don’t know how you’d react”

“best to go slow, eh, real slow”

“takes a few minutes to hit, yeah?”

“i’ll cut half”

“there’s always more”

“[person]’s got connections”

“he’s in deep”

“real fucking deep”

“almost feel bad for ‘em”

i’m not paying attention

the tally reminds me of math class

if i had to describe it:

transcendence

like floating in clouds

except you’re the cloud

so floating in yourself

the birds watch

perched on the solid cloud

that holds no one else

and they speak their squawky language

and although it’s just high-pitched guttural noises

you can understand them

they tell you not to go higher

“fuck you bird.”

“i’ll go higher if i want to”

i had already committed to taking another line

as many lines as my conciousness could handle, in fact,

before this opportunity had even presented itself

the fabric of air is torn slightly

exposing loose, yarn, stiches that i pull on

curiosity did kill the cat, after all

the other atmosphere seems no different

though the cacophony of distortions rifling my eardrums

unnerves me.

i remain in complete, illogical suspension

as euphoria and dysphoria play their dance

i want to rip open this small mousehole

and pull myself through

but there’s nothing to grab

the air brushes my hands aside

like love letters received from one

too naïve to know about love

silence, the only option left

and shouting, wailing,

panic at an unforeseen crisis

concern, regret,

anger

i feel the hot coal remnants of slaps to the cheek

warm, liquid, pooling from several unrestrained kicks to the rib

of my unconscious body

“why’d you have to go and do that for”

“this’ll ruin me!”

“snap out of it!”

when a rocket knows

that it’s going to tilt back toward

the braced, unflinching earth

and end itself in a fiery, horrific explosion

of metallic guts and oil blood

it has no choice but to concede its fate

much to the chagrin of the lock-jawed personnel

who’ll later try to deny any responsibility

that “that guy didn’t matter anyway”

and that their mistake wasn’t the one

that caused this hellish one

i wonder

if my parents knew

playing fast and loose with baby

shutting the door to its incessant wailing

as the shadow form, stuck to the pale wall

un-sticks itself and creeps closer

i wonder

if they realised

this one seemingly inaction

would set my entire path

or at least, block off the happy ones

and lead to passiveness; quietness - they just want me to shut up. no problems. got it.

in-defensiveness - a doormat has no right to refuse being stepped on

denial of responsibility - the guilty shall bear witness to the hand

self- inadequacies, fear of rejection

the horizon seems endless, lost in the desert

and so too my woes

i don’t blame them

they were tired

after my sister

[xanqa]

the Once Upon A Broken Heart series character opinions

ahahah I don't actually know how to write character analysis

I have no idea what the fandom's opinions on the characters are, but before I look into them, I wanted to write down my own!! I've read the first and the second book, I don't know if the third has come out yet

1. Evangeline

she was lowkey cute!! tho I didnt like how easily she forgave people's actions, especially against her (Jacks, Apollo's brother, Marisol, ect) she got 3 men liking her, and all of them are big red flags, girly got it rough :D she undoubtedly got the best chemistry with Jacks, but also the guy was like the most toxic out of the three, I don't know how those two could ever live happily ever after like she hoped😕 anyway her optimism really should make room for self preservation insticts😨 like I don't know how she survived before meeting Jacks, even tho Jacks is one of the bigger reasons she almost died multiple times :D

2. Jacks

oh my god this man was crazyyyy!! the mixed signals all the fucking time?? it was so funny tho how he defended Evangeline's life like it paid the bills :D also at some point I wondered if he even actually knew Evangeline's real name, but the nickname thing was brilliant, and like imagine him like discreetly trying to find out Evangeline's name :D his character is so in depth, it was great :) he was still such a big asshole and only seemed to help people if it benefitted him, if we exlude the stuff he did at the end of the second book. he was such an interesting character tho!! I kinda hope that he'd be different in the next book, but at the same time I'm much more like don't ever change Jacks, keep living as the asshole you are‼️ also I'm really curious to see how he acts towards amnesiac-Evangeline

3. Apollo

okay next to Jacks' character any guy looks kinda bland :D but still I feel like almost only things we heard him speak of were Evangeline and those numerous curses he was put under😐 okay I need to give him a break tho, he was literally put under a love curse and then "died", and after that got cursed again, there wasn't that many chances to talk about anything else😕 idk he still kinda bored me😔 but like I actually thought the he was the best option for Evangeline's poor mental health and happiness in the long run, but then boom he hit us with THAT in like the fucking last pages of the second book⁉️ and how did he even do it, I didn't know that he was magical??

4. Lala

ohhh I loved her character!!! and her fate thing was as great as it was sad☹️ she was still far more reasonable than Jacks!! and all of her descriptions were always delightful :D I gotta be honest, in the first book she and Evangeline had a bit of romantic chemistry ngl😏 Evangeline at least had a little crush in the beginning I swear

5. Lyck

boring guy, boring description, boring personality. well okay maybe he was far more likable in the second book, when he was given an actual personality other than being Evangeline's first love and a small villain🙄 his playfulness was a breath of fresh air sometimes, it was nice

6. Marisol

I actually really liked her in the beginning of the first book :( I didn't wanna believe that she was evil at all, even tho all the signs were there😕 I thought that Lyck was gonna be the villain but she took that role😔 but like by the end of the first book and then the second, I didn't like her at all anymore😣

I gotta admit that I hope that this book will never turn into a movie or a series with actors😕 okay hear me out, every time I read a book where there are characters who aren't human and that's the reason they are so incredibly beautiful, I don't think that normal human actors could actually convey their beauty or grace to the fullest

it would be great to see as a movie tho anyway