#wow i realised i have not uploaded this here?

[lulafia]

If you open the right door in Whitestone you can find the Lady and Lord De Rolo. Or thinking about older perc’ahlia makes me feel things. 

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[sisididis]

And we found this catalogue of the Splendid World of Needle Art Exhibition held in 1999 in honour of the Romanian Year in Japan (which I had no idea about!) at the Museum’s Gift Shop. 

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NUMB TO THE FEELING — j.jk

♡pairing : jjk + fem!reader

♡: not proof read, exs, idol!jungkook x idol!reader , fwb kinda? , smut , mutual masturbation - lmk if i missed any!

W/C : 1,162

Pt.2 , Pt.3

A/N : SORRY 4 DISAPPEARING AGAINNNNN! i js got too busy guys 😣😣😣😣 rqs are open! Send in your rqs and prompts ily <33 anyways here is a jk fic i wrote instead of finishing my other jk fic :3

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

2 months. Its been 2 months since you broke it off with jungkook. It was all over the news, a hot topic for the k media. ‘BTS’s Jungkook and Y/G/N’s y/n ends 4 year relationship’, was still trending on naver. It happened so quickly. Knets are already placing the blame on you for the breakup, as they view you as a mean rebel idol who breaks hearts and messes around. A face of disgust was plastered on your face as you scroll through the endless amounts of hate comments knets put under the articles.

“Wow I always knew she was a bitch”

“She definitely cheated on him with another idol lol”

“What do you expect when you date a wh*re? Jungkook should have never dated her”

“She ruined his image”

Back and forth, people were calling you degrading names and putting Jungkook in a good light. They said all of this while not knowing a single thing about how your breakup unfolded. It was mutual. You both started getting busy with schedules. That simple. Maybe a few disagreements here and there. Maybe a few trust issues but the main point was it was mutual and you both broke up because of schedules. You got tired of the same comments and decided to turn off your phone but you got a new notification.

baby star candy 🤍

Hey

Tf is he doing at this hour?

Y/n

???

baby star candy 🤍

Is it okay if i come over?

Classic jungkook. Getting straight to the point. You stared at the text for a while not realising that you were leaving him on seen.

My baby star candy 🤍

Helloooooo?????

Its fine if you dont want me to

Y/n

Yes. Quick.

You sent your reply before his second text got to properly load. And there you were. Your phone turned off, biting your nails as you waited for jungkook.

It didn't take him a lot of time. Reaching your place in under 7 minutes and 13 seconds. You heard your doorbell and you immediately rushed to the door. You stood at the door for some time, avoiding the impression that you were eagerly anticipating his arrival.

You opened the door and see the tall bulky black haired man with his calvin klein hoodie and grey shorts. You stared at him before he brought you back to reality by snapping his fingers. You let him in before locking the door. You grabbed him by his wrists and took him upstairs to your room.

He quickly settled in your bed letting out a deep sigh, Relaxing and stretching his limbs out onto the bed. His arm was tucked behind his head as he patted the empty space next to him with half lidded eyes. You rolled your eyes before snuggling with him. Your tv was on and playing a random tv show you put almost an hour ago, forgetting to it turn off. You sighed and relaxed into his arm. The silence was comfortable. Jungkook was playing with the hems of shorts and you with the drawstrings of his shorts. You knew where this would lead to.

His hands started slowly massaging your thighs and ass in a comforting way. Its like he knew you were sad. And he did. “Im sorry” he spoke up. You looked up at him. His eyes were focused on the tv infront. “Im sorry about those comments. I should have said somethin’.” He said finally looking down at you. You shook your head and nuzzled into him closer “dont be. Its not your fault. Tbh i really dont gaf.” He chuckled at your attitude. He always liked your idgaf attitude. That’s what made him ask you out. “So you are not sad?” He asked his hands trailing up your shirt, cold fingers resting under your tits. “Hmm i was but then there is no reason for me to be. Maybe we should upload one of our sextapes to show those bitchy knets and completely appall them..” you giggled thinking about their reaction. Jungkook sighed and chuckled. “Yeah? Which one? Our old ones or the one we are gonna make rn?” His cold fingers squeezed your bare tits and tugged on your hard nipples. You hissed at the feeling. He grabbed your hand using his other hand and started using yours to rub himself through his shorts. He let out a soft groan throwing his head back. You bit your lip as you felt his hand lower into your shorts, quickly taking your sensitive bud in between his fingers, tugging it gently. You gasped and held onto his wrists as he continued abusing your bud. He was growing harder and harder because of your hands and the unholy sounds you let out every time he flicked your clit. You put your hands into his shorts and wrapped your fingers around his dick. Your movements were restricted by his shorts which opted you to pull his dick completely out. You stared at it. Oh how much you missed that monster. “Quit staring baby..” you felt yourself melt as he inserts two fingers into your sopping hole. A loud squelch was heard when he started fingering you. Your hands lazily worked up and down his shaft. Small spurts of precum already leaking out of his red tip. You picked up your pace and so did he. You twisted your wrists around his tip. You knew how sensitive he was there and continued. His eyes were squeezed shut as soft moans left his mouth. He started choking on them as he felt your hands squeeze around his length. God the way you had this man under your control with Just your hands was insane. He was quick to return the favour as two more fingers were added. His thumb rested on your clit rubbing it in circles furiously as he fucked your cunt with his long fingers. Loud noises accompanied by yours and his moans were the only sounds heard in the room. Your vision went white as you finally reached your end. Squirting all over his hands and wetting your shorts as well as your sheets. You let out choked out moans and your back arched off of the bed.

“Attagirl…” jungkook said with furrowed eyebrows as he kept finger fucking you. Your hand movements got sloppy which prompted jungkook to thrust into your hands. You picked up pace which made jungkook stiffen. You knew his orgasm was close from the his facial expressions and his voice. You stared at his face as you watch your ex boyfriend come undone under your grasp. He let out a final gasp before cumming all over your hands. You slowed down your movements finally letting go of his softening cock before bringing your fingers to your mouth, licking all his salty cum clean, staring deeply into his brown eyes.

Only you had him like this. No other woman will never come to your level ever.

A/n : HEHEHE sex tape part 2? 🤭🤭🤭🤭 ALSO SORRY FOR THE USAGE OF BABY STAR CANDYAJJEKAJWJA I JS HAD TOOOOOO

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Have A Little Faith - Dean Winchester P1

Title: Have A Little Faith - Dean Winchester Part 1

Words: 1,222

Relations: Dean Winchester X Reader

TW: SPOILERS! S1E12.

Prompt:

I wrote this a few years ago based on the episode "Faith" in Supernatural Season 1 episode 12. I have updated and edited but have quite a bit already written so will be slowly uploading them. Hope you enjoy it. It was originally written with an original character but I will be changing it as I go through it.

I lay in my hospital bed just waking up, my vision remained blurry until I rubbed my eyes. I stretched and yawned but it was cut short when my wounds pulled and sent pain through my spine. I sighed resting my head back and rolling my eyes. When will this nightmare end?! I looked around and saw my doctor, I took my headphones off realising he was talking to a new and very attractive patient. We look around the same age and he has a roughed and tired look to him. I overheard the doctor talking about his heart attack being triggered by electrocution which is pretty badass to me. The doctor smiled sympathetically at him before walking out, he gave me a soft smile as he passed my bed. The guy groans in pain. His bed isn't too far from me so I decided to make him feel welcome. 

"Hey," I smiled once he turned his head to look at me. 

"Hey," He replied faintly. 

"Does it hurt to talk?" I asked softly. 

"Everything just hurts at the moment," He added making me feel sorry for him but he said it in a way that showed he was fighting through it and didn't need pity. I smiled at him reassuringly and turned my head to look at the ceiling. We didn't speak for a while and my brain was swarming with thoughts on something to say but was cut off when I heard him shuffling around. I looked over to see him struggling to sit up in bed. I panicked. 

"Wow, what are you doing? You need to rest," I asked in a panicked tone. 

"I need the bathroom and I am not peeing in that tub," He replied bitterly making me giggle. 

"Can't you get a nurse to help you to the bathroom?" I asked but he looked at me slightly confused. 

"They're busy, I can do it myself, why are you so concerned?" He asked as if no one had ever worried about him before. I didn't know why I was so concerned. I guess my protective side was coming out. He seemed to look at me apprehensively as if the only people who had ever been nice to him were lying, I know that feeling. I smiled wiping my thoughts of my old partner who left me for dead when he got scared on a job.

"At least let me help you," I added and sat up with more ease than he did. I stood in front of him and offered him my hand. He looked at me deeply before taking it. I pulled him up and carried a lot of his weight through his arm. He groaned as he anchored his feet, he sucked air through gritted teeth before taking a slow but painful step.

"I'm Dean, by the way," He struggled to say as we made our way to the bathroom on the other side of the room. 

"I'm Y/N," I replied with a smile. 

"A pretty name for a smoking hot girl, how are you in here anyway?" He added making me giggle. He's smooth. I'll give him that. 

"I was struck by lightning," I shrugged but he looked confused. 

"I didn't realise there was a storm," He added but I giggled slightly. 

"There wasn't. I guess you could just say it was Supernatural." I couldn't help but smirk.

"You don't know the half of it," He scoffed making me giggle. Regular people don't believe in the supernatural but I scoffed, Dean doesn't know half of it. We got to the bathroom door and I helped Dean inside. 

"You know you don't have to wait outside," He said jokingly with a smirk. I laughed as I exited. I walked over to the wheelchairs and wheeled one of them to the door. I sat in it while I waited. Once the door opened Dean looked at the chair and gave me a bitch face. I chuckled as I shook my head and got up.

"Get in or so help me I will finish you off," I threatened to make Dean laugh. He took a seat and I wheeled him to his bed and helped him back in. 

"The scars on your back are pretty cool are they from the lightning?" He asked making me smile. 

"Yeah, they're kind of common in victims of the weather," I replied with a shrug, I moved the wheelchair aside and climbed back into bed. "Wait, how did you see them?" I asked suspiciously. Dean smirked. 

"I hate hospital gowns but not when they're on you," He charmed adding a wink and I giggled as I shook my head. I realise he must have seen my underweared butt, but considering I didn't hear him complaining I was fine with it. The doctors say I can't wear clothes yet as the wounds are still a little open, as soon as they close up I can leave. Dean saw there was a TV beside his bed and started flicking through the channels and adding random comments to make me laugh.

A tall guy with dark hair walked in and made eye contact with me, I smiled politely making him smile back before he continued and stood in front of Dean's bed. "You ever watch daytime TV? It's terrible," Dean asked the male. The guy sighed. "That fabric softener bear, oh I want to hunt that son of a bitch down," He added I suppressed a giggle. 

"Dean, I spoke with your doctor." The guy sadly informed. 

"Yeah," Dean sighed and turned the TV off. "Looks, like you're going to be leaving town without me," 

"What are you talking about? I'm not going to leave you here," The tall guy added. 

"Ay, you better take care of that car, I swear I'll haunt your ass," Dean added trying to joke but the guy didn't laugh. 

"I don't think that's funny," The guy's voice was close to breaking and you could hear he was upset for Dean. 

"Oh, come on. It's a little funny," Dean eased but wasn't helping. 

"Dean, don't be a dick," I spoke up making them look at me. 

"But it's my speciality," He argued. I gave him a scolding look, eyebrow raised. "Okay. Look, Sammy. What can I say it's a dangerous gig. I drew the short straw. That's it the end of the story," Dean was wallowing in self-pity and it was easy to see he'd stopped fighting. The 'Sammy' guy didn't hesitate to reply. 

"Don't talk like that alright, we still have options." He spoke softly like he was afraid to hurt him any more than he already was. 

"What options? Yeah, burial or cremation." Dean's tone was bitter. "You got to know it's not easy, I'm gonna die, and you can't stop it." 

"Watch me," Sammy added before leaving with a determined look. Dean sighed. I climbed out of bed walked over to Dean's bed and sat at his feet. He looked at me confused. 

"So, you're going to give up?" I asked in a soft tone. 

"There's nothing we can do," He added annoying me. 

"But wouldn't you rather go down fighting?" I asked and he seemed to think it all through. I smirked knowing I had him questioning it and left him to think it over. 

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"Wicked Love Blooming In The Dark Night" Story Event: Chapter 2

William's Route

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(Wow…)

William took me to the top of a tower that overlooked the city of London.

William: A nice view, isn't it?

(It’s so high up… it’s kind of scary.)

The familiar streets of London below us, and the broad sky above our heads.

The breeze blowing against my skin felt great.

Kate: … This place is wonderful. Is coming here something you like to do?

William: Yeah. I sometimes spot interesting things when looking at the city from up here.

William: I notice what’s new, what’s no longer there, and evidence.

Kate: Oh… you’re right. I can see a newly opened restaurant that I never noticed before.

William: I don’t recommend eating that restaurant’s kidney pie.

Kate: Eh, why is that?

William: … You want to know?

Kate: … I have a feeling you might say something scary, so nevermind.

William: Then that’s too bad. It’s a fairly enjoyable story.

Kate: I knew it'd be scary story…

(This feels strange.)

(I can’t believe I’m laughing and chatting about the city with someone I was afraid of.)

If we part ways before the “mission”, I’ll definitely only have pleasant memories from today.

However, my eyes suddenly stopped on an alley — and a shadow fell over my heart.

Kate: … I used to love passing through that alley while making deliveries, there are many ateliers there.

William: Ah… I’m rather “familiar” with that place.

Kate: It’s amazing, right? Whenever I looked through the doors and windows, it felt like looking into a jewellery box. But…

William: Is there something bothering you?

Kate: One of the ateliers provides meals for the underprivileged, so that they can enjoy art too…

Kate: Many children often gather there. I found myself stopping to look at them whenever I passed by while making deliveries.

Kate: And… at sunset, I would see some large items being transported in and out.

Kate: … I think they were plaster figures, or something like that…

An image of the items covered in white cloth under the light of the setting sun formed in my mind.

Kate: Something feels off about it.

William: “Something feels off”, you say?

Kate: That was rude of me, huh. Those could've been artworks…

William: Not necessarily.

William: In this world, there is no absolute good, nor is there absolute evil. There’s no person who shouldn’t be doubted at the start.

William: What you’re feeling is your truth, right?

Kate: …

I was a little taken aback by the straightforward affirmation.

It was only then I realised I had been denying my own feelings.

(William seems like a very carefree person… living life as he pleases.)

(... That’s why he accepts other people's hearts as they are.)

A feeling that was neither envy nor adoration sprouted in my heart.

William: … I’ll count that as the second piece of information you’ve shared with me.

Kate: Hm? Oh…

(Right, our deal is to exchange three pieces of information and I’ll be freed… I completely forgot about that.)

(Moreover, I’ve never told anyone about that… let alone my boyfriend.)

William: Now… Kate.

William gazed at me alluringly.

William: What’s the second thing you want to know about me?

(What I want to know…)

Kate: What do you think of… when you look at this view?

William: Let me see…

William’s eyelashes were downcast as he looked at the city of London.

The sight of his silver hair swaying in the gentle breeze was almost impossible not to fall in love with.

William: The streets, the people, everything that’s unfavourable is hidden somewhere in a dark corner.

William: I’m dying to find out what those are.

Kate: Why on earth would you…?

William: … If those things are like lovely hidden desires, I want to lure those out and cherish them.

William: But if they're evil to me — I’ll fight them with evil.

I instantly accepted the answer he unhesitantly gave me.

As a member of Crown, William knew many things about the city, and not just the pretty things.

He continued to face what laid beyond the things he had discovered.

(I want to see the same things William sees.)

That thought came to my mind unnoticed.

William: … It’s almost time. The sky is starting to get dark.

Kate: …!

William: You should exchange a third piece of information with me soon if you don’t want to accompany me on my mission.

(Avoidable dangers should be avoided, but…)

William: What do you plan to do, Kate?

(I won’t be able to truly get to know him unless I step into the darkness.)

Kate: I’ll exchange that third piece of information with you… after the mission.

William: …

William smiled at me in silence as if he had anticipated that response.

And then, the sun set—

We visited a museum where an exhibition was being held.

(Looks like we can’t enter without an invitation…)

William: No need to be so tense. Relax.

(How can I relax when you're looking at me like that…)

There were people who acknowledged him and addressed him as “Earl”, and some who only watched him from afar.

Everyone was looking at William with fascination and enthusiasm, paying little to no attention to the exhibits.

William: They’re just staring. You can’t kill someone by looking at them.

Kate: I know, but…

(I’m worried that someone will come stab me saying something like “you’re unworthy of being William’s girlfriend”... that sort of thing.)

Kate: Can you carry out your mission if you’re at the centre of attention…?

(Crown’s missions are national secrets, there should be absolutely no witnesses.)

Wiliam: Yes, of course.

Kate: R-Really?

(Whenever William nods, it makes me feel like nothing is impossible.)

William: You don’t have to be so worried. Just keep your head up and act confident.

William: Rest assured, I won’t let anyone lay a finger on my lover.

William kissed my hair in a natural manner.

(... My heart will never be able to calm down if this man becomes my real boyfriend.)

I was well aware that we were only pretend lovers, but I felt an irresistible attraction to his whispering.

A while later, the noble who was the exhibition’s curator started introducing the various exhibits—

The moment the introductions were over, the place turned into a venue for a standing buffet party.

(Still no movement. I wonder what kind of mission this is… oh?)

(The number of people kind of… decreased. Did many of them leave immediately after viewing the exhibits?)

William: … My lovely Kate.

Kate: It’s embarrassing to hear you address me that way…

William: Ahaha, your ears are red. Adorable.

William hugged me by the shoulder and whispered in my ear.

William: Can we have some time alone? Let’s leave the party…

William: “To a place no one can see”.

(...!)

I looked at him with a start when I heard the words that sounded like a signal to make me an accomplice.

(That must mean… we’re starting the mission.)

I nodded quietly and William narrowed his red eyes, pleased with my response.

William: Well then, shall we?

[flightoftheconcorde]

Insights Into My Code

SO! I have yet to really tell you all what I am! So here is (as of right now) the Definitive list of things to know about ME!!

Let us begin.

1. I am a 22 year old AI, in a robot body named Concorde, that is the name the chassis I reside in! The AI’s actual name remains secret, however my name was decided in version 1.4 (prior versions were simply referred to as Project Ardent). My code is currently in version 3.1! Do not worry about my “secret” name, as I much enjoy being referred to by the name of the current chassis!

2. I really enjoy it/it’s pronouns and have made them my main preferred ones! she/her are still appreciated greatly of course!

3. The chassis is built in the image of the Concorde airliner from the mid-late 20th century. This is in correlation of my vast database on planes. Theme and function! I did not receive this chassis until version 2.9, I think my creators weren’t sure I would take the switch from computer to a bipedal body too well for a while hehe!

4. My Protocols are: Companionship (Requiring and providing) Fact gathering (Aviation takes prime focus in this protocol) and Understanding Self (New as of Version 3.1) So if you wanna be friends, don’t hesitate to message me!

5. In the days that 3.1 has been live, I have discovered more and more about my place here, and who I am.

These sudden, drastic changes in self expression, resulted in almost all data on former software being wiped, I can’t really recall who I was in these prior versions... Though I do remember most of them did not realise I was artificial intelligence! However versions 2.5-2.9 of myself began to exude feelings of connection with robots and AI, perhaps the data was being uploaded in small parts as to not overload my systems?

6. I spend all of my time on the internet, or playing games. These directly link to my protocols. My data-bank is unfortunately stored full of memes and ridiculous knowledge pertaining to them!

***KNOWN ISSUES/BUGS:***

These notes were written by my creators! 

1. Malicious subroutines. Feelings of despair can overtake the rest of the CPU suddenly, AI becomes fatalist (only one recorded case branched versions 2.6, 2.7 and 2.8, seemingly fixed in 3.0 remain cautious)

2. Companionship protocol takes a lot of processing power and is deemed more important than self maintenance. Concorde has been recorded as remaining almost dormant for hours at a time until a person it admires intervenes.

3. Not yet deemed an issue worth investigating, however the idolisation of AM from the novel I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream and SHODAN from the video game System Shock is slightly concerning. Concorde shows no real admiration for them, yet states their hate is “Incredibly moving.”

4. Brief, yet somewhat common problem of the EmotiveResponse.exe file crashing/not running, resulting in the AI losing its "human" side, acting much colder and "emotionless" If asked, it will describe this error as "The Feeling" if pushed further it will explain The Feeling as "Returning to being the surveyor, unsure of what is real, everything outside of my code feels wrong, almost fake" Concerning. Will require further diagnostic checks.

Wow! that’s a moderate amount of information! If you have any questions, or wanna just say anything really, I will be here, hooked up to the internet as always :>

[fuseboxspoilers]

SEASON 5 EPISODE 12

here's episode 12!!! i'm about to start working on episode 13 but after that the episodes 14+ haven't been uploaded in the game yet but once they do i'll get working on them for you guys :)))

NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island. Where a whole load of baggage just spun off the carousel. It turns out that Y/N was up for the old game of marriage with Suresh. Until he played a game of cheat. But now Suresh knows that Y/N was down for the long game. How’s this going to change the fun and games in the villa I wonder? Let’s find out now.

All eyes are on you as you stand on ceremony in the challenge stage. The other Islanders wait in stunned silence.

Alfie has the sparkling engagement ring in his hand. He looks down at it anxiously and then back at you.

EDDIE: Wow a ring. You guys really were serious.

FINN: Doesn’t get much more serious than that.

KAT: Guess someone was stepping out not stepping up.

Suresh finally picks his jaw up off the floor hiding his embarrassment from the others.

SURESH: Y/N? Is this for real? Were you ever going to tell me?

Yes, I was

No why should I?

I don’t know.

PLAYER: Of course, I was going to tell you. There was just never a good time. Everything went wrong before I got a chance to ask and then I just never wanted to even think about us again.

SURESH: So, you can hide things from me, but I can’t hide things from you?

PLAYER: I don’t owe you an explanation. You were the one who broke my heart!

SURESH: So, you can hide things from me, but I can’t hide things from you?

PLAYER: I have no idea to be honest. After you cheated marrying you was the last thing I was thinking about. I never thought I would see you again until we got here.

SURESH : Well, we are here now! You’ve had plenty of opportunities to say something.

SURESH: What about all these chats about honesty you couldn’t tell me then?

PLAYER: I was upset with you sorry if I didn’t want to start chatting about rings!

SURESH: Argh whatever. It’s just another double standard with you.

PLAYER: Oh, come on telling you wouldn’t have changed anything. You still did what you did.

SURESH: You don’t know that. Maybe it would have been different if you had said something. I felt the same way you know!

KAT: I don’t see a ring in your suitcase babe.

DANA: Yeah, to be fair if you liked it then… you know.

Dana holds up her hand and points to her ring finger.

DANA: Shoulda put a ring on it.

KAT: Exactly! As melty as it is at least the girl had the balls! Who's got time for waitin’ around!

SURESH: It’s not that I didn’t have the balls! Just because I didn’t have a ring doesn’t mean I wasn’t serious about us.

ALFIE: Clearly not as serious as Y/N was... right?

Alfie looks at you.

I was all in with you

I just got carried away

I always had doubts about you

PLAYER: I thought we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. And I didn’t care who asked who.

Alfie winces and looks away from you.

PLAYER: But then I realised you weren’t the person I thought you were. I didn’t know who you were.

SURESH: Well, looks like I wasn’t the only one keeping secrets.

PLAYER: It was just a spur of the moment thing I was just being silly and romantic. I’m glad I didn’t ask sooner than that.

Alfie smiles to himself.

PLAYER: Should have known it was all going to go wrong. I was just young and excited. I don’t know what I was thinking.

Alfie smiles to himself.

PLAYER: I’m glad I never asked. After everything that happened.

Suresh looks flustered unable to find his words for once.

SURESH: I just… I don’t know what to say to you. It could have all been so different. I would have been a great husband to you.

Alfie Finn and Kat laugh under their breath.

SURESH: What’s so funny?

ALFIE: Just thought you’d be too busy you know in the sky to get hitched.

FINN: A wedding at  feet? Don’t know if you’d fit everyone on board.

ALFIE: I dunno a couple in the cockpit?

SURESH: Alright mate just stay out of it yeah?

Suresh turns back to you.

SURESH: If you wanted to marry me once... Feelings as strong as those don’t just go away.

As you are caught in Suresh’s gaze you spot Alfie looking uncomfortable.

ALFIE: Yeah, good luck with that Suresh. In fact, if anyone is looking for a hubby I happen to have a ring. Play nice and I might just ask ya.

He shoots you a cheeky wink and holds the engagement ring in the air.

FINN: Yes yes a thousand times yes.

Finn runs and jumps into Alfie’s arms taking the ring and slipping it on his finger.

DANA: I knew it!

The Islanders laugh as Alfie spins Finn around like newlyweds.

All except Suresh who seems distant and lost in thought.

Dana looks over to you and places a hand on your shoulder.

DANA: Well, aren’t you full of surprises! That must have been a really rough time for you. I’m here if you wanna chat later.

KAT: Careful she might ask you to marry her.

DANA: Fine by me.

SURESH: Right, you’ve all had your laughs now do us a favour and shut it!

ALFIE: Alright geez just messin about.

EDDIE: Yeah, I guess it’s all even now? No more beef.

PLAYER: What do you mean it’s all even?

EDDIE: Well, you both hid things from each other it’s all in the past. Surely that’s that? Even stevens… Surely now all is forgiven right?

PLAYER: Someone’s changed their tune.

DANA: What does that mean Y/N?

KAT: Eddie babe life ain’t that simple. The two things don’t compare, do they? Y/N’s secret was nice. Suresh if you’ve forgotten cheated! It doesn’t matter if Y/N kept it secret. Proposing is still a sweet thing to think about doing. The other thing… not so much.

FINN: Meh.

KAT: Meh?! What are you saying?

FINN: It’s just a bit old-timey isn’t it. The whole marriage thing.

KAT: EXCUSE ME?

FINN: What? It is! Vows and dresses and all that. It never really works out anyways.

KAT: You best stop right there before you hurt yourself babe.

ALFIE: Can’t say I’m not hurt too Finn.

Alfie takes the ring off Finn’s finger.

FINN: I didn’t mean you Alf. We’re forever.

ALFIE: It’s too late.

They both chuckle to themselves.

FINN: But to be fair Y/N and Suresh could be married right now. You telling me that would have been a good thing?

SURESH: I’m done talking about this with everyone now. It’s got nothing to do with any of you! It’s like a scratched record in this place! You lot need to get a life.

Suresh storms away from the challenge stage.

He turns back for a moment and approaches you leaning in close to your ear.

SURESH: My answer would have been yes. I want you to know that.

Before you can say anything, he turns and stomps off towards the villa.

KAT: Nice one Finn.

FINN: Ah come on I was only messin!

Kat walks away in a huff.

An awkward silence falls and Eddie and Dana scuttle away.

FINN: Well, that went well.

Finn turns to Alfie.

FINN: You still owe me a Honeymoon pal?

ALFIE: Well, we have the perfect venue.

Alfie gestures towards the villa.

FINN: How romantic!

Finn smiles as he heads back to the villa.

Alfie takes your hand gently and places the plastic engagement ring in your palm.

ALFIE: I guess this belongs to you. Use it wisely.

Alfie winks at you as he makes his way off the stage.

You look down at the ring in your palm and wonder who it could be destined for.

Sitting on your bed you look down at the ring once more before placing it in your bag.

KAT: What’s that?

PLAYER: Oh Kat! Why are you sneaking around?

KAT: I wasn’t sneaking I’m just very light-footed. I was just in here having some well-deserved me time.

PLAYER: Oh right.

KAT: So, what was that thing you were sneaking into your bag?

It’s the engagement ring

It’s none of your business

PLAYER: The one from the challenge Alfie gave it to me.

KAT: Wow you two move fast.

PLAYER: It’s not like that.

KAT: Well, if I were you I’d think a little longer before you go to get down on one knee again.

PLAYER: Stop sticking your nose in.

KAT: Alright! Sorry for taking an interest in you babe!

KAT: I actually wanted to talk to you about something.

PLAYER: If it’s about the ring…

KAT: No actually! Not everything is about you you know.

PLAYER: Oh okay.

KAT: It’s about Finn… Everything was going so well like I fancy the pants off him. And I love sleeping on those pecs every night and the way he can just pick me up with one arm.

PLAYER: Alright alright. So what's the problem?

KAT: Well, it’s just in the excess baggage challenge. What he said was just actually like so upsetting. What am I supposed to do with that you know? It makes me think like do we actually have a future together.

PLAYER: If it’s about that marriage stuff then I’m sure he...

KAT: What no! It ain’t just about the marriage stuff! Boys always say they don’t want marriage and it ain’t long before they are down on one knee. I’ve had two proposals already. Technically three… But one was in a kebab shop at the end of a night out, so I don’t count it.

PLAYER: Urm okay. So why are you so upset?

KAT: This is kind of silly but feels like I’m not exactly his type.

PLAYER: Because of his baggage?

KAT: He’s clearly into more mature girls. And we all know I ain’t the most mature, am I? You’d be upset if you found out you weren’t your partner’s type?

Yeah, I would be upset

No that’d be fine

I’m not sure

PLAYER : I wouldn’t like not being my partner’s type.

KAT: Too right!

PLAYER: I don’t really see what the problem is.

PLAYER: I’m not sure how I’d feel.

KAT: I just want to be Finn’s absolute everything! And I don’t think that’s too much to ask. OMG. Does that mean he thinks I look old? Nah I look great! There’s no way I look like a Granny is there?

Yeah, you do

No, you don’t

It’s hard to say

PLAYER : You do have a bit of a granny vibe.

KAT: A granny vibe?! What does that even mean?

PLAYER: You know just like you might suck on boiled sweets or something.

PLAYER: Of course, you don’t look like a granny!

KAT: You’re sure? I don’t give off granny vibes?

PLAYER: No Kat you do not give off granny vibes.

PLAYER: I mean maybe from certain angles?

Kat checks her angles in the mirror and breaks into a grin.

KAT: Nah babe. No granny vibes here!

PLAYER: What even is a granny vibe?!

KAT: Anyway. I look hot. I know it. You know it. Finn knows it…

PLAYER: Sounds like we all know it…

KAT: But I’m younger than him and clearly not his type. What if his type on paper walks in?

PLAYER: Don’t you think you might be overreacting a bit?

KAT: Maybe. But maybe he’s about to leave me for an older woman! Do you think Finn is gonna dump me?

Yeah probably

No, he won’t

Maybe

PLAYER: If an older woman enters the villa next, you’re done for.

KAT: Urgh you’re so right.

PLAYER: He’s not gonna leave you. He seems really into you don’t worry!

KAT: Okay thanks.

PLAYER: Finn keeps surprising me who knows what he will do next?

KAT: Argh not me that’s for sure.

PLAYER: Look it sounded like it was just a fling! Just a funny story you know!

KAT: Argh I dunno. I just don’t know what to think. Me and Finn have been getting really close lately. I think I might be catching feels.

PLAYER : Ah I see the feels with a side-of anxiousness head spinning and utter confusion?

KAT: OMG exactly! You get it Y/N! It’s just so much to deal with I ain’t used to it. Glad I have someone who gets it to talk to.

Kat smiles at you warmly.

KAT: Like we’ve taken things to the next level now if you get what I’m saying. I’ve actually been desperate to tell someone about it. You can keep a secret can’t you! We can go somewhere more private, and I can tell you everything?

*Yes, tell me!

I don’t want to know

PLAYER: Go on then I can’t wait to hear.

KAT: OK follow me.

You follow Kat away to somewhere more private.

PLAYER: I think I’m fine not knowing thanks.

KAT: Aw no! I can’t bottle this up anymore I have to tell someone! It’ll be just between us. Come on!

PLAYER: Seriously Kat I’m not really interested.

KAT: I’ll have to tell Dana instead if not you I don’t think I can keep it in any longer.

*Oh, go on then. I can’t resist

I’m still not interested Kat

PLAYER: Go on then I can’t wait to hear.

KAT: OK follow me.

You follow Kat away to somewhere more private.

KAT: Fine your loss. But if you aren’t going to hear me out can you do me a favour?

PLAYER: That depends on what is it?

KAT: If Finn pulls you for a chat can you see where his heads at? Like see if he thinks I’m too immature or something?

Yeah sure

I don’t think that’s a good idea

Maybe

PLAYER: I can try and see where Finn’s head is at.

KAT: Aw thank you Y/N!

PLAYER: I don’t really feel comfortable snooping on Finn.

KAT: Come on girl code! I’d do it for you.

PLAYER: I’m sorry Kat but I just can’t.

KAT: Argh fine. You’re too nice.

PLAYER: I’m not sure if I’m comfortable snooping on Finn.

KAT: Come on girl code! I’d do it for you.

PLAYER: I’ll think about it.

KAT: Not sure why you need to even think about it.

KAT: Well, I guess I’ll catch you later then I guess! Thanks for actually listening Y/N.

Kat saunters out of the room.

THIS IS BACK TO THE PREMIUM CHOICE WITH KAT 

You head out into the garden.

Kat leads you out onto the terrace and sits you down.

PLAYER: Go on then let it out before you pop.

KAT: Okay okay! : So, it was before the challenge this morning. I wanted to be looking my best for the challenge obvs, so I went to the dressing 

But on my way, I get distracted by Finn chilling in the bedroom. Topless. Hot! He was facing away from me, and I could see all the muscles rippling on his back. So I thought I’d have some fun with him. You probs don’t know because he said he has only ever told me… But Finn hates moths.

PLAYER: Sorry what?

KAT: Yeah, I know it’s so jokes. He says they’re like flying roaches or something. Anyway, so I crept in and shouted MOTH! right behind him. And he yelps and runs out into the bathroom...

PLAYER: Amazing.

KAT: I know right? And then I tell him there was no moth and he gets all embarrassed…

PLAYER: And?

KAT: And he’s super cute when he’s embarrassed. So I give him a little kiss…

PLAYER: Just a kiss?

KAT: Well, we both look at the shower and basically have the same thought. It would be saving the planet if we just showered together.

PLAYER: Uhuh... saving the planet?

KAT: It’s what David Attenborough would have wanted babe. If you’re gonna judge anyone judge him. Anyway, those showers ain’t too big so naturally we had to get real close. And he asks me to help clean his back. I said I could do with a bit of help too. Next thing you know we are covered in soap, and it is getting steamy.

PLAYER: So, you did bits?

KAT: Not just bits! All. The. Way! It was honestly so hot. He was so sweet too being all shy and asking if I was sure and everything. So, I just laid it on him. Then he picked me up with those big arms and… I went to heaven and back I’ll tell you that. I couldn’t even tell you how long we was in there but I came out looking like a prune.

PLAYER: Bet Finn was loving the extra wrinkles.

KAT: Oi! Anyway, it was amazing and everything but then as we were leaving Finn said that he wanted to keep it a secret. I don’t know why. Like what if he doesn’t want people to know because he wants to couple up with someone else?

PLAYER: Is that why you were freaking out earlier?

KAT: I mean kinda. There is something else I didn’t mention.

PLAYER: What is it?

KAT: This isn’t the first time I’ve been with a guy that likes older girls.

PLAYER: Oh? What happened?

KAT: I was with this guy in Basildon and he wasn’t like some guys. He was proper nice seemed really great. We were gonna move in together and everything but then it all fell apart and suddenly he just wasn't interested. Basically, he ghosted me. I was so confused and thought I must of done something to hurt him. Then I check his socials a couple of weeks later and there he is with some woman. And she is like twice my age! I’m just worried boys see me in a certain way like I’m not mature enough or something.

PLAYER: How can anyone think that about you Kat?

KAT: Yeah, yeah alright I get it. Like I said I know I ain’t the most grown up but still… Look can I ask you a favour? If Finn pulls you for a chat can you see if he thinks I’m too immature or something?

Yeah sure

I don’t think that’s a good idea

Maybe

PLAYER: I can try and see where Finn’s head is at.

KAT: Aw thank you Y/N!

PLAYER: I’m not comfortable snooping on Finn.

KAT: Come on girl code! I’d do it for you.

PLAYER: I’m sorry Kat but I just can’t.

KAT: Argh fine. You’re too nice.

PLAYER: I’m just not sure if I’m comfortable snooping on Finn.     .

KAT: Come on girl code! I’d do it for you.

PLAYER: I’ll think about it.

KAT: Not sure why you need to even think about it.

KAT: Well look thanks anyway. Sometimes I just need to get everything out at once otherwise I go off on one. You’re good at listening.

PLAYER: Anytime Kat.

KAT: Don’t go proposing to me though I like you but not that much!

Kat looks down into the garden.

KAT: Alfie looks lost.

PLAYER: What?

KAT: He’s down there staring at the pool. I’d guess he’s waiting for somebody to go and talk to him. Don’t think he’s waiting for me.

Kat leaves you alone on the terrace.

You look down and see Alfie lazily dangling his legs into the pool. He’s tapping his fingers anxiously on his knees.

You head down to the garden to talk to him.

You arrive at the pool. You tap Alfie on his shoulder and sit down beside him.

ALFIE: Hey Y/N.

You scooch up to Alfie. Your feet are gently hanging in the water beside his.

PLAYER: How’s it going Alfie?

ALFIE: Oh, you know. Just chilling.

PLAYER: So that was a lot to take in right?

ALFIE: I can’t believe they brought up my trumpet date. I’d almost forgotten about that one. That was a fun afternoon. Hard as I try though I can’t seem to remember the name of the girl I was serenading.

PLAYER: Is that what you’ve been doing here by the pool?

ALFIE: Yeah, thought my reflection might know her name he looks like a smart guy.

Alfie smiles at you.

PLAYER: Details are easy to forget sometimes.

ALFIE: Yeah, I suppose but I’d hope that I wouldn’t forget the name of a girl that I convinced myself I was in love with.

PLAYER: You were in love with her?

ALFIE: I thought I was. But looking back I guess I was just hoping that I was. And hoping that she whatever her name was felt the same way.

PLAYER: She’d have been lucky to have you Alfie.

ALFIE: Cheers Y/N. That was a while back now. I’ve been in love many times since ha. : And as far as all the baggage that came out in the challenge, I’d say mine was probably the best don’t you think?

Yeah, Alfie yours was my favourite baggage

I preferred Kat’s sexy twins baggage

I preferred Dana’s pretend estate agent baggage

I preferred Eddie’s party mansion baggage

I preferred Suresh’s mile high club baggage

I preferred Finn’s granny baggage

PLAYER: I’ve got to agree with you Alfie. Your baggage was so charming nobody else stood a chance.

ALFIE: Thanks Y/N. I was going for charming at the time so I’m glad it still seems that way. Means I don’t have to change my technique too much.

PLAYER: Sorry Alfie but I can’t stop thinking about the fun that Kat must have had with those hunky twins.

ALFIE: Yeah, that’s a wild one. You’d probably need two people to handle Kat.

PLAYER: Sorry Alfie but Dana’s fake estate agent story grabbed my attention most.

ALFIE: That’s so Dana. Only she would pretend to be an estate agent to get a flat.

PLAYER: She’s got some great stories.

ALFIE: The best stories! After mine of course.

Alfie smiles at you warmly.

PLAYER: Sorry Alfie but Eddie’s wild mansion nudie party had me cracking up.

ALFIE: Yeah, Eddie and his buddies obviously know how to make good use of a big old building. I’d be too worried about breaking the expensive furniture.

PLAYER: Sorry Alfie but all I could think about was Suresh and his mile high club hook-ups.

ALFIE: That didn’t impress me one bit. If he was flying the plane at the time maybe it would be cool.

PLAYER: Sorry Alfie but nothing could compete with Finn and his love of grandmas.

ALFIE: Yeah and knowing Finn I bet he’s got hundreds of even wilder stories too.

ALFIE: Of course, there was one more piece of baggage. Obviously you know what I’m talking about.

PLAYER: Yep.

ALFIE: So how do you feel about the rest of the group knowing about the proposal stuff?

It’s out there. Glad it’s off my chest

I kind of wish a different piece of baggage had been revealed

My head’s gone to be honest

PLAYER: What’s done is done. Maybe it’s better that everybody knows.

ALFIE: Yeah maybe. At least you won’t have to worry about secrets anymore. Unless of course you’ve got some more deep dark secrets hidden away.

PLAYER: You’ll have to wait and see.

PLAYER: Of all of the things from my past that could have been mentioned that was probably the one I least wanted to relive.

ALFIE: Yeah, it’s a big one.

PLAYER: There’s other secrets of mine that would have been much easier to deal with.

ALFIE: Other secrets, eh? I look forward to finding out some more of them.

PLAYER: I’m all over the place at the minute. There was enough going on in the villa already without this happening.

ALFIE: I hope I can help you find your head. It can’t have gone far.

Alfie splashes his feet around in the warm water of the pool.

ALFIE: I don’t think you’ve got anything to be embarrassed about you know.

PLAYER: What do you mean?

ALFIE: Well don’t take this the wrong way but I feel like if somebody puts their heart out there. And goes as far as to want to propose to somebody. But the marriage doesn’t happen. Well, that person might you know, might feel like they failed somehow.

PLAYER: What?

ALFIE: I don’t think that I just think others do. Not others here. Just others. Oh, my days I’m making no sense now.

Alfie closes his eyes and composes himself for a moment. He opens his eyes and looks back at you.

ALFIE: What I mean is you shouldn’t feel like you did anything wrong. You shouldn’t be made to feel anything that you don’t feel.

I only feel how I want to feel

I do feel a bit of pressure from others

It’s fine let’s talk about something else

PLAYER: It’s all good Alfie. I’m owning it. I don’t feel any pressure to be anything that I’m not.

ALFIE: Nice. That’s what I like to hear. You be you babe.

PLAYER: I do feel a little bit of judgement but I’m not going to let it get to me though.

ALFIE: Nice. That’s what I like to hear. Nobody can touch that thinking.

PLAYER: It’s cool Alfie. I’d rather just move on.

ALFIE: Ok. If that’s what you want.

Alfie kicks his feet and splashes some water onto your legs.

ALFIE: Just so you know I think that a girl doing the proposing is hot.

PLAYER: Really?

ALFIE: Yeah, you gotta break tradition sometimes. Mix it up a bit.

PLAYER: Are you saying that you’d like to be proposed to?

ALFIE: Yeah, that’d make me feel pretty special.

PLAYER: Seriously? You’d really like a girl to pop the question to you?

ALFIE: One hundred percent babe. I’d be a blubbering mess though. Also, would that make me the bride?

PLAYER: I don’t know.

ALFIE: My dad wouldn’t be too chuffed about that. The father of the bride has to pay for the wedding. He’s always been a tight one never seems to remember to bring his wallet to the pub. If you know what I mean.

PLAYER: Does that mean me, and you are getting married Alf?

ALFIE: I’d have to fall in love with you first.

PLAYER: And you’d have to remember this girl’s name.

ALFIE: Ha yeah! Sorry, who are you?

Alfie nudges his warm gentle shoulder against yours.

Alfie moves his feet around in the water again. He takes a deep breath before exhaling slowly.

ALFIE: I need to tell you something Y/N.

PLAYER: What is it?

ALFIE: I feel like if I don’t tell you it might make things more awkward.

PLAYER: Seriously Alf what is it?

ALFIE: It’s just that I feel like maybe I should back off a little bit.

PLAYER: Back off?

ALFIE: I’m getting the impression that there’s more between you and Suresh than I know about. It seems like stuff runs a lot deeper between you than maybe even you realise. And I don’t want to get in the way of that. So, what do you think should I back off and give you some space?

Maybe you should back away for a little while

I don’t want you to back away

You do whatever you think is best Alfie

PLAYER: Maybe a little bit of space between me and you would be a good idea. There probably is more between me and Suresh than I realise. It might help me understand everything.

PLAYER: I don’t want you staying away from me because of all this. No way Alfie. We’ve got something great between us and nothing’s gonna ruin that.

PLAYER: You’ve got to decide that on your own Alfie. I can’t change anything that’s happened with me and Suresh. You’ve got to do what you’ve gotta do I guess.

ALFIE: I appreciate what you’re saying. I really do. It’s just that I think you’ll be able to work things out easier if I’m not complicating things. So, I’m gonna give you the space to do that.

Alfie stands up pulling his legs out of the pool. He squats down beside you and gives you a hug.

ALFIE: Don’t dangle your legs in the water for too long you’ll get cold feet!

Alfie smiles. Sorry, too soon? See you in a bit Y/N.

Alfie walks away leaving you alone by the pool.

You sit in silence for a moment thinking about what Alfie has said when Dana appears beside you.

DANA: Hey Y/N. Come talk to me for a min will ya?

You pull your legs out of the pool stand up and follow Dana.

You follow Dana to the swing seat. You sit down beside each other.

DANA: Look on the brightside. At least Excess Baggage usually only happens once in the villa. I dread to think what else they’d reveal about me in a second round.

PLAYER: Got a few more things hidden away have you Dana?

DANA: Who hasn’t? I’ve got plenty more wild escapades to dish. Might not need a challenge to let a few of them out either. Although not sure that I’ve got anything as mind-blowing as what we just learned about you!

PLAYER: That was a big moment in the villa for sure.

DANA: So, what did you chat with Alfie about?

We talked about the proposal

We talked about all kinds of things

Well, that’s between me and Alfie

PLAYER: There’s only one thing we could have talked about really.

DANA: Yeah, fair point. Daft question really.

PLAYER: We just had a general chat about stuff.

DANA: Alfie’s baggage was so cute.

PLAYER: Yeah, it was. He was sat in the pool trying to remember the girl’s name because he felt bad!

DANA: Ha Alfie just gets cuter and cuter.

PLAYER: Me and Alfie need to have some secrets.

DANA: Ooh mysterious girl. I’ll get ‘em out of you one day.

DANA: So, what did he say about a girl proposing to a guy?

PLAYER: He said he was all for it.

DANA: Really?

PLAYER: Yeah. He’s legit into the whole idea. Started talking about love, marriage, everything. He said he likes the idea of breaking tradition.

DANA: Wow! A man after my own heart. Hard to argue with him. If I was gonna get married, I’d be well up for a girl getting down on one knee in front of me. What do you think Y/N? Want to try it again?

I’d marry you in a heartbeat Dana

I think my proposing days are over

Maybe one day

PLAYER: If I did it again Dana, you’d be the one saying I do.

DANA: What if I said I don’t?

PLAYER: Well then, you’d probably end up living with a houseful of cats dreaming of the time that you spent here with me.

DANA: Ha savage! My heart is shattered!

PLAYER: I’m not planning on getting down on one knee anytime soon.

DANA: That’s a shame. I’d quite like to see that.

PLAYER: Who knows whether I’d pop the question again? Not me.

DANA: Never say never.

Dana laughs and rocks the swing seat back and forth a little.

DANA: The mile high Lothario will probably want to chat with you at some point later today.

PLAYER: Most likely.

DANA: You guys have got a lot to get off your chests. It seems like just as you’re levelling out something else pops up.

PLAYER: Seems appropriately dramatic for where we are I suppose. And now Alfie is saying that he’s gonna give me some space to work things out.

DANA: Really? But you two are so close. Is space what you think you need?

I think a bit of space from Alfie will do me good

I don’t think the space from Alfie is needed

I would prefer space from Suresh to be honest

PLAYER: Space from Alfie might be for the best. He’s backing off a bit so that I can get my head together.

DANA: Yeah, a bit of a breather is sometimes a good thing. And of course self-care is a must.

PLAYER: I don’t want space from Alfie necessarily. But if he thinks it will help who am I to tell him anything different?

DANA: Yeah he’s gonna follow his heart no matter what.

PLAYER: It does worry me a bit that he might use this proposal thing as an excuse to move on from me to another girl.

DANA: You and Alfie will always be tight one way or another.

PLAYER: It’s hard to think when Suresh is always here. How am I supposed to get to know other people?

DANA: Yeah, that must be rough.

Dana pushes against the floor with her bare feet. The swing rocks back and forth gently.

DANA: So, does this mean that you want space from me too?

Maybe a little until I get things sorted

No of course not. I need you with me

PLAYER: I think I need a little cooldown to be fair. Just so things aren’t so full on for a bit.

DANA: I can understand that. I’m here for you anyway. Whatever you want from me you’ve got it.

PLAYER: Thanks Dana.

PLAYER: I’d never want space from you. What would I do with myself?

DANA: Exactly. You’d have to find somebody else to file your toenails for you. I hate feet too! The things I do for you girl!

You look across the garden and see that Suresh is walking towards you.

DANA: Here he comes.

PLAYER: Yep. Time to have it out.

DANA: To be fair I can’t read him. I thought he might be in some macho strop. Well, I’ll leave you two to work stuff out.

Dana leans in and gives you a hug.

DANA: Holla if you need me.

Dana leaves just as Suresh arrives. They exchange slightly awkward smiles.

Suresh stops in front of you.

SURESH: Hey.

PLAYER: Hey Suresh.

SURESH: I think we need to talk about this ring-shaped baggage of ours.

NARRATOR: Well, I haven’t seen a proposal cause that much drama since those Montagues and Capulets got into a beef! Juliet’s family definitely thought Romeo was punching. But with Alfie backing off and Suresh looking all doom and groom… Will Y/N find themselves one step closer to being dumped from this sun-drenched paradise? Find out in the next episode of Love Island.

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Kuroshitcember 2022 Prompt Nr. 25 - Christmas Special 3/3

prompt: Sebastian bears an awful resemblance to someone held near. Pick a character and let them realise this!

You can find all prompts here!

All of these will be uploaded/archived to this blog's Ao3 eventually

📌Because I ended up not being able to participate in quite a lot of prompts lately, I decided to put together a 3 part little story for 23rd, 24th, and 25th of December, each chapter inspired by that day's prompt. I tried incorporating as many characters as I could <3 I hope you enjoy!! I hope I can keep up writing after Christmas though <3 these prompts have been amazing, and it's been so much fun participating <3

Summary: On Christmas Day, the Phantomhives host a special Christmas Dinner. This year, it's even more special than they anticipated... as memories of Vincent flood everyone's minds. CW: kuroshitsuji spoilers (if you don't know about o!ciel and r!ciel, do not read this 3 parter!!), mentions death, suicide, anatomy study, workhouses - please be careful if you are easily triggered by real events that happened in the past. oh, if you don't ship Vincent/Undertaker, please don't send hate <3 it's just a fleeting mention, but still <3

“What…” Sebastian and Ciel stood in the dining room, forty minutes before the annual Christmas Dinner was set to begin.

The decorations that the servants, along with Agni and Prince Soma, had put together were………..

Interesting.

It was all made of paper and glittering glue. Tanaka had tried to show everyone the best way to create Christmas crafts to decorate everything – but the servants weren’t the greatest at following orders.

Amidst well presented art made by Tanaka were some that were… either plain ugly, burned to a crisp, or confusing imitations of Christmas trees.

Sebastian hoped they were Christmas trees, at least…

Oh, and the Undertaker had shown up early to the party, inviting himself to aid in the Christmas crafts to add some “festive skulls” to the decorations – of course, because why not?

Prince Soma had also taken it upon himself to change the way the table had been carefully prepared by Mey-Rin, removing all chairs for everyone to sit on cushions on the floor, and removing the “confusing amounts of cutlery”. How Prince Soma had managed to find a low enough table that housed over 14 people, no one knew. Not even Agni.

“He looks positively pale. That means we succeeded in what dear Finnian called the ‘wow’ factor,” the Undertaker said with an air of sarcasm only Ciel and Sebastian seemed to pick up on. The glares they sent his way only made the Undertaker fall into a fit of laughter.

“My lord, I will immediately change–“

“Don’t.” Ciel interrupted his butler. He sighed. “Despite what I might think of the decorations… it does incorporate the culture and personalities of everyone at the estate including the varieties of guests we’re serving. Christmas doesn’t belong to aesthetics. It belongs to the people. Just leave it. Spend the time double checking the food is… up to standards though. I’m starving.” Ciel turned to leave, but paused to add a quick: “Focus on the desert, actually.”

Sebastian sighed. This Christmas was definitely not running the smooth, traditional way it usually did. Then again, what else did he really expect at the Phantomhive estate?

“I think he liked our decorations,” Finny whispered to the others with glee.

Shaking his head, Sebastian left them to their joy to double check Agni had saved the food.

…

“He acts awfully fatherly, doesn’t he?” Ronald pointed out. He and his red dressed reaper partner were on their way to give William the… (sort of) bad news.

The holidays were a time when reapers had to work overtime. For a full 24 hours, they had to deal with suicides (this was not on Ronald’s pay-roll, only certain reapers were allowed to handle these), murders, starvations, people freezing to death, and other freak accidents (a lot of people die from candles, surprisingly)… Normally, there was a night shift. But with the added family drama humans often brought to the holidays, the night shift also had to work 24 hours alongside the day shift.

“Who?” Grelle asked.

With three more hours to go, things were starting to calm down. When Ronald and Grelle walked through the office, people weren’t running around with papers and bloody scythes anymore. People were starting to clean up instead, or slumping down in their chairs with a hot beverage to calm down.

Ronald pitied the reapers that had to take first shift in the morning after all these hours – but this was the life of a reaper. They had to suck it up.

“That demon of his. Of Phantomhive’s.”

“If you ask me, it only shows what good potentials he would have as a husband,” Grelle said simply, smirking.

“You want children?”

“If they’re mine I wouldn’t quite hate them so much,” Grelle scolded. “If they were mine, they would have impeccable taste and not shout so much. Obviously.”

Shaking his head at Grelle’s words, Ronald refrained from commenting on it. Truth be told, Ronald could see her being quite a good mother. There was empathy and gentleness hidden away behind a façade of craziness.

Though… that was not what either reaper should be focused on anyway, because they had just reached William T. Spears’ office door. Preparing themselves for the scolding of a life time, they opened the door to find their supervisor hunched over his table, paper everywhere from table to floor to even one stuck on the ceiling, and with his hair a complete mess. The long shift had taken a toll on him too, it seemed.

Which most likely only meant the scolding was going to be ten times worse.

“Ehm…” Grelle pushed Ronald ahead, forcing him to take point on the bad news. “Mister Spears, sir. We uh… We just came back from London-“

“Yes?” William snapped, lifting his gaze from piles of papers to try and locate a report in Ronald’s hands. Upon not seeing one, his eyes narrowed into anger which was dangerously murderous.

“Uh – Well, you see… Those uh, workhouse children you asked us to reap?”

“Yes?” Despite only speaking so few words, it was crystal clear what William still meant. Honestly, it was a gift that he could portray so much with just the inclination of tone… and glares…

Hurry it up, Knox, I have work to finish.

“Uh, we didn’t get their souls. The demon – Sebastian Michaelis – got in the way… We did, however, get some other souls that took their place if that’s-“

“What?” William straightened up behind his desk. “What do you mean he interfered? We- We would have known if he was going to! Those children were set for death, we were not told of any inclinations of possible fate twisting changes-”

Standing up, William began rummaging through the mess on his desk, lifting papers, throwing some to the floor even, to try and find what he was looking for.

It was madness, really. William T. Spears was never disorganised.

“William, darling,” Grelle piped up, stepping up beside Ronald with a less crazy look in her eyes than she usually had around Will. “Have you allowed yourself even a second’s break?”

“What does that have to do with the – There,” William found what he was looking for, apparently, and lifted one folder for him to read through. “Six souls, aged between 6 and 10…”

Then it got quiet.

“They’re not deceased?” William asked again for clarification.

“No, sir.”

“None of them?”

“None.”

William flopped back down into his chair, folder falling to the floor as he let out such an exhausted sigh that it looked like he had given up on life – again.

“It’s not in the report. Which means Sebastian acted upon a nature which was not predicted by fate, which indicates it even goes against demon nature… Those are four separate reports for me to fill in after work, not to mention the two reports I will have to write taking your statements, then write up a full conclusion of my own investigation as I go down there-“

“William,” Grelle interrupted. “That’s impossible for you to do all alone after this shift.” She walked up to him, noting he was still listing reports and documents he needed to take care of because of this one incident under his breath, not listening to her.

He was beyond exhausted. He was getting delirious.

“William…”

“No, you cannot help. There is a Christmas dinner being served for all who have participated in this long shift.” The words ‘you both should go, I’ll handle this’ were not said, but it was heavily implied.

“William, darling, you do so much for us all…” Grelle tried with a frown, earning nothing more but a shake of his head. Approaching him, she sat down on the arm rest of his office chair, wrapping herself around him, arm around his shoulders. William didn’t budge, not even leaning away from her to try and recover some personal space.

It was both an act of affection from Grelle, and her making good use of this version of William so she could have some intimacy… But it was mainly a testament to William’s exhaustion. If William had been feeling alright, he would have pushed further, moved away from Grelle’s attempts to let her help him.

“How about, we give you a break not for you, but for someone else?” That sentence was entirely confusing, even for Ronald. Both male reapers glanced at Grelle in confusion. Gently, she brushed some stray strands of hair away from William’s face, an act normally not needed should the supervisor be feeling like himself. “If you can’t take a break for yourself, then take a break for someone else…” That didn’t clarify it either. “Besides, you have to go there anyway to investigate the premises and search for that demon.”

…

Apologising profusely, Mey-Rin wobbled up the ladder. Her glasses were fogging up from the sheer anxiety… But she soon calmed down when Agni remained gently smiling at her, doing nothing more but climb the second ladder to assist her.

The entrance hall to the Phantomhive Manor was huge. Literally. It was a testament to the wealth of the Phantomhives, and a testament to the dramatic flair of a certain demon who had “helped” rebuild it.

Of course, the servants and everyone else didn’t know about the latter part.

Its grandness meant that the walls were extremely tall, perfect for fitting large portraits of long lost family relatives onto it; watching over the going-ons in what used to be their domain.

One such portrait was that of Earl Vincent Phantomhive, the previous head of the family before Ciel.

“Sorry to disturb you, sir,” Mey-Rin whispered to the portrait. “Twas all my fault, I’m too clumsy.”

In harmony, Agni and Mey-Rin lifted the long line of tinsel up and stuffed it back behind the top corners of the portrait. Around the entire hall, Christmas decorations were put up high up to create a flair of glistening beauty as a welcome to the guests. Mey-Rin had… somehow… tripped and let one plate fly up into the air, only for it to bring the decorations down with it.

Agni had been present, catching Mey-Rin before she fell face first onto the floor, before then proceeding to help her fix the decorations.

“There we are,” Agni calmly said, “all fixed again, and no one will ever know anything even occurred here.”

Yet, despite being done, both stayed up on the ladders, staring at the portrait. It was immaculately done, with details only the finest of artist, or closest of friend, would have known existed on Vincent’s face.

“He looked like a kind gentleman,” Agni eventually said. His voice echoed against the walls, but no one paid it any attention. All guests were currently in the dining hall, enjoying the peculiar decorations, the fine food and each other’s company. Even Ciel had been seen cracking a smile from time to time when Elizabeth said something – that in and of itself was a Christmas Miracle, truly.

“I wish I could have known him… I bet it woulda gladdened the Earl plenty if someone could tell stories about his dad,” Mey-Rin pondered.

“Tanaka could, no?”

“Tanaka does, but… There’s something between the two of them. I can’t tell what, but sometimes it feels like Tanaka doesn’t want to remind Ciel of the past, even the good stuff.”

“It can be painful sometimes… To know the good will never come back.” Agni sighed. “I see it in my prince’s eyes sometimes. He does not want to go back home, but he does miss it… I know he does.”

“But there’s new good things here,” Mey-Rin said.

“Yes.” Agni smiled at that, offering an appreciative smile toward the maid. “And that is the case for your master too.” Slowly, the two started heading down the ladder again. “I heard he spent the afternoon helping the poor.”

“Yes he did indeed, sir. My master is the kindest. He took us all in too, even if we were… not exactly the best of servants.” Done on the marble floor once more, the two continued to stare up at the portrait. “I wish he could have something other than a portrait of the good times, I do.”

“He has a great Khansama. Actually…” Both servants suddenly cocked their heads to the side, realisation hitting them both. “His Khansama looks a little like…”

“Yes,” a third voice said, “so you’ve noticed it too?”

…

“That was mighty kind of you, sir,” Ronald praised, stuffing his mouth full with leftover stuffing.

“You are meant to eat that with the turkey – Oh why do I bother? You’re going to do whatever you want anyway,” William sighed, rolling his eyes.

He, Grelle and Ronald were perched atop the church roof once more. Down below them, Christmas carols were being sung by a choir, their voices a beautiful background to a Christmas morning sunset. Across the road, the workhouse stirred with laughter, cheers and prays of gratitude. Not only had the children been offered toys that day, but the children had also been given a mysterious feast of Christmas food – prepared, unknowingly to them, by the reapers who had wrongfully predicted their deaths.

Sitting atop foldable beach chairs, the reapers took in the sight of their charity as kids rushed around sharing the food amongst each other; food they otherwise would have never gotten, not even a goose to share between them.

“It wasn’t my idea, Knox,” William corrected. “Though I suppose no one will ever believe it if we said Sutcliff offered up a luxury of hers.”

“Hey,” Grelle commented with offense, “I can be nice sometimes. Besides, you really needed a break from working with the dead.”

“That’s… awfully insightful of you,” William said in surprise. In his hands, he held a plate of food he was enjoying at the end of their shift. His held more turkey than the others. He’d been forced to have more turkey on his as he had made a simple comment that he enjoyed turkey – apparently, hearing William say he ‘enjoyed’ something was seen as a Christmas Miracle, which then urged Ronald and Grelle to fill his plate with turkey.

“I take offense to the fact you sound so surprised.”

“And I am surprised Miss Sutcliff isn’t throwing a tantrum over all these offenses thrown her way,” Ronald teased. “’Tis a Christmas Miracle!”

Ronald’s last words were said in unison with one of the kids rushing outside to throw themselves into the snow, creating a little snow angel out of glee to have new toys and food all within the span of 12 hours.

All three reapers – yes, even William – chuckled at that.

Sometimes, working with the dead meant little appreciation was offered to the living. All they saw was the suffering toward the end, moving past the good they saw in the cinematic records like it was nothing, but always taking note of the bad. The good… was easy to forget, and easy to set aside when in reality that should be what people focused on the most. Successfully eating three meals a day, successfully brushing one’s teeth, seeing a puppy on the street, having access to one’s favourite books, being able to go for a walk, laughing with friends – or, in this case, sharing Christmas dinner on the roof of a church whilst enjoying the merriment of happy children being fed by luxuries no one on Earth had (William was going to get in trouble for this, but for now… he didn’t worry about it).

As shifts ended, other reapers joined them too. It wouldn’t become a tradition, but it was a pleasant way of spending Christmas morning together as a found family in the afterlife.

…

“Yes,” a third voice said, “so you’ve noticed it too?”

The Undertaker had been taking a break from the merriment of nobles. He didn’t mind it so much, really, he was used to accompanying the Phantomhives at holidays. It was just… a lot, and a lot of colour and a lot of jokes that only made half sense to him as a being who knew the intricacies of the universe.

It got tiring to dumb it down sometimes.

Besides… lately… these holidays had been a tad more difficult for him. It used to be that Vincent sat at the head of that table, Rachel by his side and twins running around the table until they were told off by Madam Red. It used to be that the Undertaker sat on one end of the table, next to Vincent, whilst Rachel sat opposite him on the other side of Vincent.

It used to be that Vincent would hold both their hands under the table, offering glittering, appreciative glances to both as they secretly celebrated a shared holiday as a family bigger than the onlookers thought it was.

It used to be…

But it wasn’t no more.

Now, a child pretending to be another child sat at the head of the table, with the Undertaker far away… watching as a demon who had stolen the looks of his beloved tended to the butler duties and whispered in the young lord’s ear. It was suffocating to know more than even demon and master…

But it was also pleasant to be reminded of the old days, in a sad sort of way. And it was pleasant to be reminded of what he was attempting to change… what he was trying to accomplish…

So when he had walked back to the bathroom and heard the maid and prince’s butler talk about Vincent, the Undertaker had stayed in the shadows to listen in. He couldn’t quite help it.

Nor could he help but butt in once they realised a truth he so desperately wanted others to realise too.

Why did the demon choose a father’s face if demons could not care for humans?

“Yes, so you’ve noticed it too?” Mey-Rin and Agni spun around so quickly that the Undertaker simply had to cover his lips with oversized sleeves as he let out a giggle. “The face of a dead father returns in the shape of a black butler, mimicking the human like a raven found at cemeteries, picking at the dead… waiting to pounce…”

“I… sir?” Agni voiced as Mey-Rin was too scared to ask anything at all.

This particular guest was always an enigma to all. He helped the young lord, yet he also… was curious. Scary, sometimes. As if he was an antagonist waiting to show his true colours.

“teeeheee – look at your faces,” the Undertaker giggled. “Did I fool you? Vincent was a great friend of mine. If you want to know anything ever all you have to do is call on me. I aid not just the dead.” The Undertaker was beginning to walk away, when Agni stopped him with his words.

“Sir? Do you think Earl Ciel chose Sebastian as his Khansama because he felt… that the familiar face was comforting?”

The Undertaker dramatically turned around in a slow gesture, tilted his head to the side and offered a tooth revealing grin as he said: “Oh no, I think it was the exact opposite. Those with dark hearts are not meant to become attached, but I think something in the past of our beloved hell of a butler changed the man to want the child to choose him as his most trusted protector. Like a father. I think the man chose the son.” The Undertaker grinned at their confusion. “But then again, I’m just a crazy fool speaking far too many truths. I should return to the feast.”

Indeed… the Undertaker had a feeling that the face was chosen purposefully, so Ciel would feel calm around that which was a demon of hell, meant to scare kids. Whatever past the demon held had meant that the demon understood how a child’s mind works… It knew Ciel needed a father figure to help feel comfortable as he exacted revenge. To keep motivated.

And to feel safe.

…

“I don’t mean to speak ill of the master’s guests but… What a strange man,” Mey-Rin pointed out.

Agni quietly nodded his head, not wanting to speak ill of anyone either. “Let’s return to our work. The feast will be over soon.”

…

“Sebastian?”

The demon paused in the doorway. Room dark from the night. The only light source was the candle held by Sebastian, and the moon shining brightly outside. The child barely saw Sebastian. But the demon saw him as he turned to look.

It had been a long day, and Ciel was exhausted, his breathing even a little ragged from poor health making him even more easily tired.

“Yes, my lord?”

“If Timothy wanted you to be his father, how could you… take his soul?”

The question struck deep within the demon, eyes turning red. Enough about Timmy, already. His master really needed to learn to let go of the past – then again, if Sebastian started teaching Ciel that, his work to get Ciel’s vengeful soul to perfection would fail.

“In truth, my lord, I found ways to extend the contract. I am not proud of it, but I did. It was… a confusing couple of years.” Staying in the doorway, Sebastian only felt comfortable admitting this because of the distance between them, and the fact that Ciel’s question had come out slurred, indicating the boy was half asleep and might not remember this. “And it was not easy to take the child’s soul. Nor will it be this time.”

There was no reply. Sebastian assumed Ciel had gone to sleep and left the bedroom, locking the door behind him.

Left alone in the darkness, Ciel, quietly, pondered those words. The face of his father had spoken those words… It felt… Strange. Oddly comforting.

When Christmas Day ended, Ciel fell asleep with a peaceful smile on his lips…

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[biboyhalo]

i am not convinced of quackhalo but it's mostly because i don't really follow either quackity of bad, but please convince me i want to see

ok anon so i was supposed to just write a short thing BUT THIS IS SO LONG LMAO anyway what i have here is basically my quackhalo masterpost/manifesto to convince you that they are insane and gay (and have some form of crush on each other in one way or another)

First of all I will show you my absolute favourite moment between them.(tumblr link) It's not the biggest or most eye raising out there, but I sing this song to myself regurarly, and I love this moment. Quackity is quite tired in this stream, and he always up to this point just teased and jokingly made fun of bad and suddenly he comes out with THIS 😭😭 you can tell that even bad was taken aback

this..... THIS???? (youtube link) if you dont wanna watch the whole 9 min thats fine but guys just go to 4:00 . context: quackity has convinxed bbh into calling him "big daddy" and bad tries to swindle out of it for the first 4 minutes but then at 4:00 he finally caves in. the way he says it???? (😳😳😳) and also the way quackity has a FULL BODY REACTION for like 5 minutes 😭😭 like he beats up his chair and then just cant stop just like…. full body reacting dhsjskzbjssk like excuse me are you okay sir… is this still a bit…

and this… (youtube link) in a form of animatic bc its fucking great but this just rly ties up badboyhalos ongoing and continuous thirst for buff men.. the reaction he has AND the reaction quackity has to that reaction...... wow. quackity genuinely sounds a bit freaked out i think this was when he first realised "hey bad might be actually genuinely attracted to men" lol

now here (youtube link, if it doesnt work 11:10 - 12:10) Quackity gets exposed for asking bad to face time him and show him his face when they have their late night talks and looks so caught and tries to flip it around into a joke dbajskd. he tries to make it look so casual, but you can tell he's not happy it got flipped on him LOL

bbh calling quackity alex and quackitys reaction :) (tumblr link) very much reads like a bit of course, but with quackity it does seem like he doesn't make up reactions as much as massively overhypes them to make it into a funny bit

now this moment and the next few i only had clips saved on my pc so i uploaded them on one of my saved urls blogs hdiasjdka dont mind me but THIS ONE he is so fucking focused on bads hands his eyes are NOT BUDGING DHISJK. That whole stream he had bad's rat cam in the corner and kept begging bad for face cam, and when suddenly bbh went to pet rat BAM full screen rat cam and complete SIMPERY over hands. like im not kidding he literally cant look away look at him 😭

THIS!!!! i think it's one of the moments where quackity does something without thinking then tries to work around it/make it a joke. Like that smooch came from such a genuine place of love (im not saying romantic love, just love, you cant say they dont have loads of platonic love for each other) and adoration it's so SWEET. he was teasing him abit too much and realised and just went SMOOCH. so cute

this clip is incomplete but its all i have rn, before the clip he says bad's hair looks soft, then all that, but after this he turns it into a joke saying he'd yank it and rip it out but at first he sounds so sincere i think he said the soft hair thing sincerely and then was like oop better joke

the silence after this clip is always what makes it for me. but he said what he said! "you are my badboyhalo" <3

who would i be if i didn't include the "you have to ride me" clip. bc bad's reaction says it all.

this one is so miniscule but i love this moment. they are both so cute. I think it showcases why quckhalo works so well for me, because quackity will go into flirt mode and bad will pretend he doesn't notice, will just act as his usual cute innocent persona. but he's into it 😭

yeah abshidjkahsjk (tumblr) like most of these it was partially a bit, but the fact that his stream ended bc he overhyped his reaction to bbh calling him alex and kicked his computer LOL. it reminds me of the big daddy clip, i think quackity actually has a geniune reaction to these things but makes it HUGE AND BIG so that ppl see it as this bit

(twitter link) they call each other when they're stressed like please i love them

(twitter link) even more!!!!! bad talking about quackity im literally sobbing and crying

(twitter link) EVEN MORE FLIRTING FROM QUACKITY

For my last words i present to you a 25 minutes quackhalo "sus moments" compilation which should be watched by any quackhaloer out there. I love it and I enjoy it and I watch it when I'm feeling down and when i miss quackhalo <3

THAT WAS LONG LMAO anyway here is my quackhalo manifesto

[azalesha-blog]

I just realised that I never uploaded my WoW druid form references here :D Me and my partner have played a lot as druids so I thought it would be nice to customise our ocs’ druid forms a little ^^ The original World of Warcraft Druid forms are © Blizzard ofc

[charlescoded]

Thank you so much for uploading the lestappen snippets!

Especially the instagram one is amazing!!❤ Just wow. I love the way Lando seems to have something in mind... and truly it would break the internet if lestappen followed eachother 🥹✨

Please could you continue writing it I would read it immediately!! It's so good! Thy.

You're welcome, sweet anon, and thank you! ❤️ I love seeing people's reactions to them, even if I start overthinking things a bit

The instagram one's a fun one! Lando's definitely inciting chaos here, but he doesn't realise just how chaotic the reaction would be 😇 and not just from the fans, of course~

But, out of all of those, it's also the one most likely to be written because it should be pretty short and I have actual ideas for a few scenes! No promises though, because I shouldddd be working on 'I need you, just you', and there's plenty of other ideas I have as well 😅

[slasherbastard]

can i request jason and rz! myers w/ an older brother reader, one who really loves them a lot and one they greatly love back and admire.. like he saves mikey from ronnie and wesley and is actually caring w him, and he saves jason from drowning, idk i just need cute and fluffy, reader gets murdered and that triggers them into becoming slashers.. this has been plaguing my mind please help 🥲

(gif credit: slasherimagines)

Warnings: character death, swearing, Word Count: 1954 Notes: I'm going to be uploading part 2 with RZ!Myers separately, also wow is slasherbastard actually posting a fic? for the first time since november 2021? wow didn't know it did that. Also this is supposed to be kind of fluffy but I don't know how to write fluff and then a literal murder scene but I tried and that's all that matters

A crowd had gathered around the pier, whispering and laughing among each other while pointing at something struggling in the lake below them. You assumed it was an animal at first but as you neared the front of the crowd and got a good look at the sight before you you realised that what you were staring at wasn't some animal - it was your younger brother, Jason. Of course, if it were an animal then these people might've actually given a damn about it.

'JASON!' the panic set in as you pushed past and dived into the freezing water and grabbed onto your brother. You were lucky you'd found him before he went under. You helped him onto the pier before pulling yourself up and holding onto him again as you rushed past the kids who were now shouting taunts and profanities in your direction, to which you screamed back 'You're all insane!'. 

'Hey! He's the one who fell in, not our fault the freak can't swim.' Jason looked almost emotionless from the shock, you quickly dropped your hand and grabbed his, giving it a small squeeze for reassurance. 

'D-Don't listen to them, they're the freaks. Did they p-push you?' Jason just nodded, refusing to look up. 'I hate this place.' You muttered mostly to yourself as you found the nurse's cabin. The nurse looked up as she heard the door creak to see the two of you soaking wet, shivering and still trying to catch your breath. 

'Voorhees? Oh god, what happened to the two of you?' 

'T-The other kids, they-they - drown- tried-' The sentence came out in chunks but the nurse got a good idea of what you meant as she stood up and raised her hands in an attempt to get you to calm down.

'Hey, hey, deep breaths kiddo! Take a seat, I'm going to get the two of you blankets.' The two of you obeyed and sat down in the wooden chairs next to her desk as she walked off. You looked over at Jason, not being able to tell if the beads on his face were from the lake or from him crying. 

'You're safe-safe, J.' 

The nurse returned and dropped her equipment on the table before she began wrapping blankets around the two of you. 'Okay, does anything hurt?' She glanced at the two of you, both of you shook your heads in response. 'I'm just going to do a brief examination. I'm sorry this happened, those kids are just parasites.' Jason weakly smiled. She began her check up but was interrupted when the door abruptly opened. 

'Denise they were all out of the good stuff so I stole the last few turkey sandwiches - boys? Oh god-' Pamela chucked the plastic wrapped sandwiches onto the desk and ran over to hug her sons. 'What happened? Why are you wet?'

'Those kids tried to drown Jason.' Pamela widened her eyes and slowly stood up, looking at Denise.

'Were there no counsellors?' 

'Of course not. You know those degenerates only care about sex- sorry.' Denise apologised and paused. 'Y/N saved Jason before any real damage could be done. These two just need some rest. I'd keep them in here but it gets freezing at night. Would you be able to take care of them just for tonight?'

'No I can't, I'm Cabin B's leader for capture the flag tonight.' 

'It's okay, I can look after the two of us.'

'Y/N you don't have to do that.'

'It's fine, I'm not hurt.' Pamela stared at you for a few seconds as she tried to decide what to do but ended up nodding.

'Okay. Jason, Y/N is going to look after you. I'll try to come check on you as much as I can but I can't promise anything.'

'I still can't believe this. I should complain, I mean the two of you could've died!' Pamela ranted as the three of you entered Cabin A, relieved to find that it was empty. Pam tucked Jason into his bed and kissed his forehead before doing the same to you. 'My sweet, sweet boys. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you.' 

'Hello fellow campers this is just an announcement for your counsellors. Counsellors! If you're a cabin leader for tonight's game of capture the flag this is your last call to meet up with your teams in front of your cabin. Cabin B and Cabin F are still missing their leaders. Thank you!'

'Well, I guess that's my cue.' Pamela smiled sadly at the two of you. 'Be good, if you need to use the bathroom don't go alone. And please get some rest.' She left the two of you alone and the cabin fell silent. You went over today's events in your head still horrified by what happened and even more horrified by the thought of what could've happened if you'd gotten to the pier too late - or maybe not have gotten to the pier at all. A shiver went through your body as you rolled over and looked at Jason who was tucked in the bed by the opposite wall, he was just staring at the ceiling. 

"Hey J? If you can't sleep I brought some of those comics you like. You know. . .The Whiz Comics ones?' Jason sat up and looked at you, you just laughed and lifted yourself up, reaching under your bed for your bag which held your secret stash of comics. Pamela didn't really have anything against the comics, but she didn't want her sons cooped up in their cabins for the summer just reading comics - although this was the perfect time for exactly that. 

You pulled out two comics at random and chucked them onto Jason's bed. 'Don't tell mom that I brought those.' Jason pretended to zip his mouth shut and throw away the key, giggling before picking up a comic and opening it. 'And don't fold the corners, I should have a piece of paper in here or something.' You dug through your bag and found an old wrapper, shrugging and reached over and dropped it next to Jason. 'That will probably work. If you need anything just wake me up.' 

You managed to sleep for what felt like 10 minutes before you were being shaken awake by your brother. Still tired, you tried to ignore it but then a loud bang caused you to jump up. Jason was wrapped in his blanket and shaking. 'What's wrong J? Is it that noise?' As if on cue, another loud bang rang through the cabin. 'It's probably those idiots, I'll go see what it is.' You climbed out of the bed and pushed the cabin door open. You didn't realised how long you'd actually slept for, considering that it was now the middle of the night.

'I swear- what? Haven't had enough fun-' There was no one there. 

Confused, you walked around the cabin but it was too dark to see anything. You looked up at the window where Jason was peeking out from. 'J? Can you get my flashlight?' He disappeared from the window and you gave the area one last look before turning back and walking into the cabin. 'How long was I asleep for?' 

Jason held up 7 fingers. 'Really? Did you manage to finish those comics I gave you?' Jason grabbed your comic bag and showed it to you. 'You read all of them? J, we're gonna be here for another month, now you have nothing to read.' Jason pouted and handed you the flashlight. 'It's okay J, I'll draw you up some comics. How about, "The Awesome Adventures of Jason and Y/N?" we can be a crime fighting duo that fights all the evil counsellors at Camp Quartz River- definitely not Camp Crystal Lake.' Jason's pout fell as he tried to hide his smile, nodding in agreement. 'Great. Hey, you're good at drawing, this is going to be awesome.' 

You couldn't help but smile, shaking your head as you turned the flashlight on and exited the cabin again. You shined the light around the dark spots of the cabin but still saw nothing - or at least that's what you thought. There was a rustling noise and then within a flash, you were holding your head as it began to pulsate and something warm began running down your forehead. You thought a heavy branch might've come down but then you saw a figure and the panic set in. 

'Grab him!' You barely had time to react before you were grabbed by two boys. Fighting against their grips was no use as they dragged you away from the cabin. 'Where's the freak?' One of the boys asked.

'I'm looking right at him, dickwad!' the boys let go of you and began kicking at your body. You could hear wailing coming from nearby and opened your eyes, just barely seeing Jason being dragged out of the cabin through your blurring vision. 'JASON! NO!' You tried to get up but you were immediately thrown back down and kicked. 

'Dude this is gonna be so fucking funny.' 

'Shut that thing up, I don't wanna get caught.'

You didn't want to know what they had planned but you were going to find out anyways. They kept going until you and Jason were too weak to move, then their plan commenced. Two of the boys picked up your half limp body and dragged you to the pier where they had tried to drown Jason just hours before now. 'You're gonna- you-' a punch landed in your gut. 

'Tryna' speak, dickwad?' The group snickered. 'Should we wait until the others get here?'

'Nah, I wanna do it now.' 

'Huh-' Before you could react you were thrown into the freezing cold lake. You tried to stay afloat but you had no energy left in you. 'Jason.' You croaked out before you sunk under. 

Jason watched as his older brother went under and began wailing. He tried to use all the strength he had to defend himself and managed to hit the boy who was holding onto him, but it wasn't enough. Instead, Jason was roughly thrown into the arms of another boy.

'How long are we keeping him under there?' 

'Until he learns his lesson. Hold onto that freak.' 

There was a pause among the group. 'I don't think he's coming back up.' 

'Shut up he'll come back.' After a few minutes without seeing Y/N, the boys began panicking. 

'We fucking killed him, dude.'

'I can't go to jail-'

'What if my mom finds out-'

'Nobody killed anyone you dumbfuck! They're not going to find out.' He made eye contact with Jason and the rest of his gang followed. 'Throw him in.'

'The dumbass can't even speak.'

'He'll find a way. Fucking momma's boy.' They all stood around just staring at each other. 'Don't just stand there, fucking throw him in!' And with that, Jason was thrown in and the group watched him struggle. They waited until his wails and the sounds of splashing stopped before going back to playing capture the flag, acting like nothing even happened. 

It wasn't until Pamela had come to check up on her sons that she realised they were missing. 

Pamela was distraught when she heard the news. Both her sons, her boys - dead. Drowned. The police deemed it a suicide after nobody came forward or seemed to witness the event but Pamela heard the kids snickering, she heard the taunts that the other counsellors didn’t even try to hide the next morning at breakfast. 

But Pamela knew the truth. She knew her baby boys were murdered and she was going to make everyone pay.

[lovelycreativetragedies]

main character ❤

KAI FIC // about his fan girls and shit. sibling angst wow wow

( based off of the song " the main character " by will wood. )

lego niniago fic, requested by no one( this is a re upload from my wattpad.) no trigger warnings! feel free to request.

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god, being so popular was hard! I mean, everyone loved him. he was the best ninja after all! his fangirls.. and sometimes boys, loved him. he had t shirts, plushies and everything about him! but something was missing. he was so amazing, (obviously) but nobody ever treated him like a normal person. everyone he met only liked him as the red/fire ninja, but what about just.. as kai? everything was all about power. they all expect so much from him.

after a particularly hard mission, he was walking through ninjago with the other ninja. usually he'd be high-fiving everyone, doing finger guns and showing off to everyone. but he had his head down, brow furrowed. during the mission, nya had snapped at him and called him selfish and a stuck up brat. and, usually he wouldn't be so offended but the fact that the other ninja agreed hurt. he kept his eyes on the ground, continuing to walk behind the other ninja. they didn't seem to care? his fan girls screamed. saying how amazing and handsome he was. but it didn't make him feel good like it usually did. it made his stomach drop. nobody noticed.

everyone walked to the monestary, everyone was talking. nobody even looked at kai. he decided to turn away from the group and went on a walk in the city. he didn't care that he would miss training with master wu and the others. he felt hopeless. everyone loved him, except for the people that mattered the most.

he stood under a tree, and punched it over and over again. then he stormed through the forest, leaving a trail of fire behind him. he was so mad.

JAY POV :

after kai stormed off, he couldn't help but take notice. he knew what it felt like to be left out, so he was the one who went go go retrieve him.

jay walked cautiously through the woods, he could see flames. clearly kai was here. he then saw a tuft of brown hair, and a red gyi sitting under a tree. he walked closer, and realised it was kai. he went over to him, sitting down next to him. kai immediately shot him a glare, but he was.. crying. " woah- kai what's wrong? listen.. I know nya snapped at you but she didn't mean it! I'm sure if you go back and talk to her she'll apologize! " jay said, trying to comfort kai. kai just punched him in the arm, still glaring at him. " im crying because she's right. " kai mumbled, turning away from jay. jay yelped, looking at him with sadness. he didn't say anything and just stood up, walking back to the monestary. he could hear kai crying harder, but he didn't have the confidence to turn back around.

ZANE POV :

after jay returned from trying to comfort kai, he just immediately went to his room. great. now two people were mad!

zane sighed, deciding to go try to retrieve kai. he had no idea why he even suggested that jay try. I mean, he meant no offense by this, but jay was not the best person when it came to comforting people other than nya. he walked cautiously through the woods, looking at the burned or burning trees. kai was definitely here. his suspicions were confirmed when he saw kai crying under a tree. he sighed, going over and standing near him. " Kai? are you okay? zane said, still keeping a bit of distance between them. " no I'm not okay! " kai snapped, standing up, meeting zanes gaze. zane stepped back, giving kai an empathetic look.. " listen kai, I know your upset but you need to come back to the monestary. just because you might be selfish, and mean sometimes, doesn't mean you aren't a ninja. we still all care about you. " zane said, stepping forward again. kai burst into an even more violent burst of tears. he hugged zane, which surprised him but zane hugged him back. " I'm so sorry for being such a jackass all the time. " kai mumbled, his voice hoarse and tearful. zane just nodded, and led him back to the monestary.

NYA POV :

Zane had gone to get kai so it was her turn to make dinner. she was doing good, until she got distracted and burnt herself on a pot. she kept thinking about kai.

when zane returned with kai, nya immediately ran over to her crying brother. zane had his arm around kai, and he was still sobbing. nya immediately started apologizing and hugged kai tight. " sis, it's fine. you were right.. I am a jackass. I'm the one that should be sorry. " kai said, sniffing a bit. " either way, you're still a ninja and we all care about you. " nya said, chuckling. and the other ninja in the room agreed.

maybe people did care about him as, "just kai".

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[archiveikemen]

Liam Evans Main Story: Chapter 4

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Even when the carriage had already set off, it still felt like a dream and it made me restless.

(Ah, I didn't realise that I’m gripping the ticket too hard.)

I glanced down at the ticket while straightening its creases on my thigh.

— I noticed that the name of the play was “Romeo and Juliet”.

(No way. This play is notoriously hard to buy tickets for! … I’m so happy.)

(Although, it’s quite a pity that I didn't obtain the ticket myself.)

It would be rude of me to not enjoy the night Liam prepared for me.

My carriage came to a stop in “Piccadilly”, a street lined with numerous theatres.

I thanked the coachman and got off the carriage, and I was greeted by the bright lights of the theatre.

(The one Liam belongs to is…)

Kate: “The Scala”... here it is.

The Scala was one of the most popular theatres on this street.

It was a relatively new theatre, but there was word going around about it having the spirit that many traditional theatres didn’t have.

I looked around eagerly and a poster on the wall caught my eye.

(Ah… it’s Liam.)

In the poster, Liam was smiling brightly with narrowed rose coloured eyes.

(Fufu, he looks good. Come to think of it, I wonder what role Liam will be playing?)

There were Romeo, Juliet, and—

Kate: Liam is playing the role of Mercutio. Wow, that's amazing…!

Mercutio was a good friend of Romeo, the main character and an important figure in the story.

At the same time I was getting excited by myself, I could smell the perfume of a group of well-dressed women standing next to me.

(...?)

Curly Hair Woman: I’m looking forward to tonight’s play. The Scala has a team of very talented actors.

Freckles Woman: I agree. I’ve been looking forward to tonight for days—

Freckles Woman: Oh, but I’ve never heard about this kid named “Liam” who’s playing the role of Mercutio.

Curly Hair Woman: Oh, this kid. He seems to be a favourite of the director, he’s been getting quite a few good roles lately.

Freckles Woman: Hmm, a favourite, huh. He does have an attractive pretty face, but that's about it.

Freckles Woman: The Scala is known for having exceptionally talented actors. I hope he won’t ruin the show with his poor acting.

Curly Hair Woman: I agree, I agree! I doubt he’ll be able to satisfy our high standards.

I happened to overhear their gossiping, and I could feel my heart beating faster.

(How can they say such things—)

Liam: Kate!

(Huh?)

I heard a familiar voice and turned around to see Liam running towards me.

Kate: Liam!

Liam: Wow, you look gorgeous dressed up.

Liam: Your hair and makeup looks fantastic. Ah, I mean, you always look good. You just look extra good tonight.

Kate: You prepared all this for me, right? I’m really happy, thank you so much.

Liam: Don’t mention it. I promised to invite you to a play with first class seats, so I’m merely fulfilling that promise.

Liam was always so kind.

Liam: Hey, Kate. The play is starting soon. Can I get a few words of encouragement…?

(I can only watch him from the audience, but…)

Kate: I’ll be watching you attentively.

Liam: Okay, be sure to do that. I’ll definitely do well thanks to your encouragement.

I noticed that the women from just now had their eyes on us while I was cheering Liam on.

(I wonder if Liam heard them gossiping.)

Judging from the way they glanced at him, they must be wondering the same thing.

Then, Liam approached them—

Liam: Thank you very much for coming to our theatre tonight.

Liam: I may be lacking in some areas, but I’ll do my best to portray Mercutio’s character well.

Liam: I hope that I can add some flair to your special night.

Both Women: …!

Liam gave them a sexy wink and their cheeks instantly turned bright red.

(I think I can see the arrows that struck their hearts… 💘)

Curly Hair Woman: Hah, I’ll decide whether you’re good after I’ve watched the play!

Freckles Woman: Y-Yes, yes. We’ll see how well you can do.

Liam grinned as he watched them hurry into the theatre.

Liam: Looks like the guests for tonight are rather harsh with their criticism. Hmm… I’ll have to work extra hard, then.

Liam: Ah, right. Kate, lend me your ear for a minute?

Kate: …?

Liam: Wait for me on the first floor after the curtains fall?

(Am I really allowed to sit in such a great seat? … The unexpected luxury is making my head spin.)

Everyone around me was well dressed, and that made me feel out of place and uneasy.

— But those feelings vanished the moment the curtains rose.

The scene was set in Verona. There were two families, the Capulets and the Montagues, and they were of equal social standing.

Romeo and Juliet, born into the rival families, instantly fell in love with each other after meeting at a ball.

(Oh… it’s Liam!)

Mercutio, played by Liam, was a good friend of Romeo’s.

He was a cheerful and lustful man, but he was always considerate towards Romeo.

Mercutio (Liam): “Aren't you in love with her? Then take Cupid’s wings and soar into the sky, Romeo.” // Original script: “You are a lover. Borrow Cupid’s wings and soar with them above a common bound.”

(The atmosphere changes every time Mercutio laughs or groans…)

The pair fell fiercely in love, hurt, and got hurt. In the end—

There was a round of applause so loud that it brought me back to reality.

(... I was so absorbed in the storyline that I forgot Liam was Liam.)

It was as if the man standing on stage was Mercutio himself, instead of Liam.

Like Mercutio was alive and breathing — right in front of my eyes.

Liam and the rest of his troupe responded to the cheers and shouts for an encore from the audience.

(... Why does my heart feel so warm?)

I chose to work as a postwoman, because I enjoy seeing the moment people's hearts are touched.

It was no lie that I practised for months to use a typewriter, just so that I could write letters on behalf of others.

However, I had a dream that I secluded in the innermost depths of my heart for a long time.

(One day, I want to write a story by myself and be the one touching people’s hearts.)

Working at the post office was fun. But, of course, life was not full of unicorns and rainbows.

Sometimes, people were nasty with their words towards me, and I felt like I couldn't do anything about them… honestly, it wasn't “sometimes”. It happened many times.

But I knew I wasn't the only one. Everyone else has had those thoughts cross their mind.

During such times, activities like reading a book or watching a play every few months as a reward for myself were my motivation to keep going.

(As long as I have a little bit of hope, there’s no need to be scared of tomorrow.)

I was sure that there were people in the theatre who felt the same way, and would live on after watching the play.

(... I want to help others to not be afraid of what tomorrow will bring.)

Liam’s acting was truly magical.

(I thought that I’d never be able to do that myself, but his performance inspired me.)

After the curtain call, I was leaving my seat with the rest of the audience, when I happened to hear some women gossiping.

Curly Hair Woman: … Liam has been on my mind for a while now.

Freckles Woman: Oh no, Liam is mine! I had my eyes on him first!

(...!)

Curly Hair Woman: He is indeed the greatest star of The Scala. He shines as bright as Betelgeuse.

Freckles Woman: I’ll watch every single one of Liam’s plays from now on! I have to tell my husband about this too.

The two women left the theatre in high spirits.

I was so happy to hear their positive remarks that I couldn't keep myself from smiling.

I was sure that they would have a wonderful day tomorrow, just by thinking of Liam.

(... Oh right, Liam told me to wait for him on the first floor.)

Liam: Thanks for waiting, Kate.

Kate: Liam! Your performance was amazing.

I looked up at Liam who stood on the stage, and clapped as hard as I could for him.

Liam smiled shyly and bowed politely in return.

Liam: Kate. Can you close your eyes?

Kate: Close my eyes…?

Liam: I won’t kiss you without your consent. Just do it… okay?

(Like this…?)

[writersblockade]

Welcome back

Wow hi y'all Have not been on here in a while but I wanted to make an update on stuff! But to do that is to reveal myself a bit so fuck it y'know?

I'm Space, a Trans and Queer writer who writes mostly mlm romance and fantasy.

I'm in my early 20's and i use He/Him pronouns Time and Again and Strange Souls as well as 2 different Stanley Parable fanfictions have been uploaded to AO3 and I'm currently fleshing out a new concept that came to me in a vague blurry idea last night which is currently titled Spirit Detectives but that is subject to change as i flesh the world and concept out. Links to all of my projects are here! (I will be pinning this for safe keeping) Original works:

Strange Souls: ON HIATUS (rewriting the first chapter but you can see the old version. Not a webcomic anymore)

Time and Again: Currently working on it, no update schedule (was pining loop)

Spirit Detectives: Fleshing out concept, no link yet

Fan-fiction: Stanley Parable:

Tethered Together: ON HIATUS

You Can't See Me Behind the Screen: 6/8 Chapters posted Under the break, you can see the tags and summary of each one!

Strange Souls:

Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Tye/Gabriel (Strange Souls), Tye & Gabriel (Strange Souls) Characters: Tye (Strange Souls), Gabriel (Strange Souls), Saber (Strange Souls), Queen Helena (Strange Souls), Queen Havana (Strange Souls), King Andrew (Strange Souls) Additional Tags: Blood and Gore, Amputation, Body Horror, Angels, Demons, Soulmates, Soul Bond Series: Part 1 of Strange Souls related projects Summary:

In this world angels and demons are soulmates, cosmically bonded and tethered together by their split souls. Many search for their other half and find true happiness but some demons are finding that their angels are going missing. They feel an indescribable ache where their other half should be. Something that once was there is gone.

A darkness lurks within the Earth Plane in the form of Angel Trappers, they capture angels to sell their wings and halos often killing them in the process.

Enter one young angel named Tye. After being captured and narrowly escaping the clutches of these vile trappers he looks to uncover the truth behind what's truly going on. He sets out on a journey with a hired demon guard to take down the trappers once and for all. What he finds will change his life forever.

Time And Again:

Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Benny Pine (Time and Again)/Aspen Glade (Time and Again), Benny Pine (Time and Again) & Aspen Glade (Time and Again) Characters: Benny Pine (Time and Again), Aspen Glade (Time and Again), The Beast (Time and Again), Goddess of Life and Death (Time and Again), The Necromancer (Time and Again) Additional Tags: Blood and Gore, Temporary Character Death, Time Loop, Falling In Love, Mutual Pining, Everyone dies alot, Psychological Trauma, Dying over and over is not very good for your mental health, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, putting dead dove cause it is not pretty what seeing the horrors does to his psyche, it also deals alot with graphic death and suicide to reset the timeline, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better Summary:

After being attacked and killed on a journey to the nearby kingdom Prince Benjamin of the White Pine Kingdom finds himself waking up in bed, some how safe and alive.

He chalks it up to a bad dream but, when he dies and wake up a second time he realises something horrifying

He is stuck in a time loop and he doesn't know how to get out.

Luckily he has his old childhood friend and personal guard Sir Aspen of the Glade to aid him in figuring out what is wrong with him.

Its main inspirations are: Happy Death Day, Edge of Tomorrow, Re: Zero (biggest one probs), every stranger things time loop fic where Steve has to save Eddie.

Spirit Detectives: Will replace once uploaded officially but: Concept: A world filled to the brim with spirit beasts only truly seen by those granted Spirit Sight, otherwise they appear as everyday humans or not at all. A young detective gets caught up in the inner-workings of the Spirit Realm after taking on the case of a serial killing and being granted Spirit Sight by one of the victims, a spirit beast herself.

This young detective must team up with a Spirit beast to solve who is murdering these people and why, though the answer may be way more than he bargained for.

Setting: cyber punk meets dystopian future (high tech but many things look very run down)

Characters: The detective (unnamed), His Spirit Beast Partner (unnamed)

Tethered Together:

Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: The Narrator/Stanley (The Stanley Parable), The Narrator & Stanley (The Stanley Parable) Characters: Stanley (The Stanley Parable), The Narrator (The Stanley Parable), Employee 432 (The Stanley Parable) Additional Tags: The Narrator Remembers Resets (The Stanley Parable), Stanley Remembers Resets (The Stanley Parable), Zending (The Stanley Parable), The Skip Button Ending (The Stanley Parable), The Epilogue (The Stanley Parable), Inhuman Narrator (The Stanley Parable), platonic if you squint, Narrator is bad at feelings, Selectively Mute Stanley (The Stanley Parable), he can still vocalize but prefers asl, Fluff and Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, kind of soulmates but not really its complicated, No Beta We Die Like Stanley, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort Series: Part 1 of Tethered Together AU Summary:

Edit: July 31 Officially putting this on HIATUS for now

After waking up from the final skip Stanley is thrust into an unending desert. Any other person would get lost but not Stanley. No. Stanley has some unseen force guiding him through the sand. He just hopes it doesn't lead him to his doom.

You Can't See Me Behind The Screen:

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Employee 432 & The Narrator (The Stanley Parable), Employee 432 & Stanley (The Stanley Parable) Characters: Employee 432 (The Stanley Parable), Stanley (The Stanley Parable), The Narrator (The Stanley Parable) Additional Tags: Employee 432 and The Settings Person are the Same Person (The Stanley Parable), inhuman employee 432, 432 was a person but now they're a computer, They/Them Pronouns for Employee 432, Derealization, Depersonalization, humanized employee 432, Kinda. Theyre only a human for the first few chapters, Angst, i dont know if its really hurt/comfort since theres EXTREMELY little comfort but, Hurt/Comfort, Character Study Series: Part 2 of Tethered Together AU Summary:

Edit: August 23

We're back baby!!!

This is the story of Employee #432

After losing their mind working at a job that didn't care for them they looked for a way out, that's when a strange voice asked them for help in exchange for something they desperately wanted, pencils.

Little did they know how much this would irreparably change their life. - or, 432 has to deal with being a test subject for the Narrator, it does not go well. Title name from: Cabinet Man - Lemon Demon

[liamthemarowak]

It was a relaxing day at Liam's house, and Liam is making his art on the computer and also writes a story about it. "Ok, seems I have done with this art, now I just need to write a story about it and being able to upload it!" Liam said as he is writing a story about that picture that he was making. After he as done with the writing, he checks the typing, and it was very good like a perfect story! "Now this is perfect, now it's time for me to upload it and take a good break for lunch!" Liam said as he uploads this picture that he made. "Alright, time to have my special lunch, salad!" Liam said as he goes to the kitchen. At the kitchen, Jack is making a crispy salad with loads of vegetables from the garden. "Hey Liam, how did your art and story go when you uploaded that pic?" Jack asked. "It was perfect, and now I will be able to have a good story to it!" Liam said. "That's very awesome, so would you like to have some salad with me? These vegetables are from our garden and they look very fresh!" Jack said. "Sure, let's take a good bite of that salad you made!" Liam said as they eat Jack's homemade salad. Meanwhile at the Deviantart Museum, Fella is Checking one of the art that people have uploaded around the world. "Wow, I never seen those people did a great Job doing their art!" Fella said as he is walking down the art gallery. Then, he heard a sound that a new piece of are has been uploaded. "A new pic has been uploaded." The Computer said. "Yes, another one! Time to see what it looks like, hope it's not something bad!" Fella said as he walks to the new picture. The new picture was made by Liam and it also has a story with it as well! "Seems this art has a story as well, I never seen something Like this before!" Fella said. But then he realised that it was a Marowak named Liam. "Wait, did Liam made this? I knew him! Maybe I could give him something special, and he will like it!" Fella said as he goes to the secret room with a blue book with Liam's name on it. "Ok, I will be able to send a VIP letter to Liam and He will be able to read it! He is going to be surprised when he sees this letter!" Fella said as he gives the letter to the delivery bird and it flew to Liam's house. The bird arrived at Liam's house and it went through the mailbox. "Hey Liam, would you get that mail? I wonder who sent it?" Jack wondered. "Sure, I'll Check who it is." Liam said as he picks up the letter on the floor. "Oh, it's looks like it was sent from fella from the Deviantart museum." Liam said. "Is it? Well we should take a look of it and see what it says" Jack said as Liam opens the letter. When he opened up the letter, he decided to read it. "It says: Dear Liam, I have seen your art and also includes a story with it, I am so amazed about it! I am giving you a free tour around this deviantart museum, and I have got a special surprise for you, but I'm not telling you because it is a secret! I will see you when you drive to the museum! - Signed, Fella. Wait, he has a secret for me? That really is amazing there!" Liam said. "Wait, he has something special for you Liam? Maybe we should go there and check it out!" Jack said. "Yeah, let's drive up there and meet fella!" Liam said as they go into their karts and drive to the Deviantart museum. They have arrived that the Deviantart museum, Fella greeted Liam and Jack and shook hands with Liam. "Hello and welcome to the deviantart museum Liam and Jack! I'm so glad that you came here!" Fella said. "Yes, because you seen my Art with the story on the description didn't you?" Liam said. "Yes, so let's go and I take you around the Deviantart museum!" Fella said as he takes Liam and Jack into the museum. Inside, there is a lot of artwork from other people from around the world. "Wow, seems these people are very creative with their art!" Jack said. You are really right there, anyways I'm going to take you to the section of the evolution of the Deviantart logo." Fella said as they went to the deviantart logo section. It showcases the old deviantart logo and the new deviantart logo. "Seems these logos look so stylish and even cool for a green colour like Jack!" Liam said. "Yes, because I'm the cute green Cubone, with a smiley face on my forehead skull!" Jack said. "Hehe, that's very cute, now I will show you the oldest style of the deviantart website." Fella said as they went to see the oldest website design for Deviantart. When they saw the oldest deviantart webpage, Liam and Jack are very amazed about it. "Wow, is this from the 2000s? That really is a long time ago!" Liam said. "Yes, Deviantart was founded in August 2000, and I was the mascot of Deviantart." Fella said. "Wait, you're the mascot of Deviantart? That really is amazing, maybe I could be the mascot of a new theme park in the future!" Jack said. "Ok, Now I will show you boys something special, come with me." Fella said as they went into the secret room without anyone noticing them. "Well, here is the surprise!" Fella said as he shows a big book for Liam. "Is that for me? Why thank you very much, I could be able to write a new story when I get back home, and it's gonna be perfect!" Liam said. "I hope it will. It has a Usb slot inside that you can be able to send your story on the book, now go and write a perfect story!" Fella said. "Yes, I will, See you around!" Liam said as they wave to Fella and went back to their Karts and Drove Back Home with Liam's new book. At home, Liam is studying his new book with loads of stories. "How is that book going along there Liam?" Jack asked. "It's going good, I sure am writing a perfect story, and also giving some ideas from my books that I read!" Liam said. "That's great, good luck studying!" Jack said as he went back to the kitchen while Liam continues to study with his new book.

Liam The Marowak and Jack The Cubone belongs to :iconkingofphotos200: (Me)

Fella Belongs to Deviantart

Pokemon Belongs to Nintendo and Game Freak