#“WHAT HAPPENS NEXT NARRATOR” “WE’RE GONNA SEE”

[mewhenimjustagirl]

I read a fic one time where Lloyd couldn’t read so he just looked at the pictures in his comic book n Zane read them to him and I went AUGHH

anyways it’d be funny if like,

yeah Lloyd couldn’t read but Cao could bc she’s an advanced reader so she’d read his comic books aloud while they sat together when they were kids,, fun times

[kjdkive]

couple questions with vogue — jjk.

summary: yn, world-famous model and jungkook world-famous artist are invited as a couple to answer some questions for vogue on a video. both known to be a chaotic couple are expected to show their competitive side.

pairing: idol! jungkook and model! yn (afab)

warnings: cursing, some dirty jokes? jungkook being the best boyfriend ever i want him so bad, third person narration

a/n: thinking about doing this for some other bts members but not really sure lol let's see how this one goes and go from there. also i used to be a wattpad writer and there we use — not " and i actually hate writing dialogues with " oh and also i mention a few things that are not true about jungkook but this is my universe and in this universe that happened yn happened

— hello, vogue! i’m yn and it’s so nice to be back here — yn says to the camera. 

— hello, i’m yn’s boyfriend, jungkook — jungkook says, smiling to the camera — i am also in a band but not that that matters. 

— i’m your fianceé, babe, remember? — yn lifts her left hand to show her engagement ring.

— she’s my soon-to-be wife, guys — jungkook giggles and stands up from his seat a little to give her a short kiss on her cheek.

— okay, my boyfriend’s humble as you can see but we’ll see if he’s a good boyfriend/fiancé because we’re gonna do the couple questions challenge! — an assistant hands her some cards with the questions on them — are you nervous, babe? 

— not at all, i actually think i’m gonna crush you — jungkook responds. 

— confident much? — yn asks. 

— dude, come on, let’s go, i’m ready. 

video cuts abruptly to the intro, showing a few pictures of the couple and jungkook’s seven playing in the back. 

question no.1 for jungkook: how did you first meet? 

— it was at a party in L.A. — jungkook replies — june 28th, 2017. she was wearing a black dress and her favorite manolo heels because she told me that the same night, also her purse from a special chanel collection because she told me it gave her luck. 

— it definitely did, baby — yn couldn’t stop smiling — it made me met you, so bless the chanel bag. so, answer’s correct! 

— ever since that night i fell in love and my band members were sick of me talking about her. 

— just want to say that it took him two months to ask me on a date — yn laughs — like i literally said no to a few guys in those two months because i was waiting for him to ask me out and when he did i just told him “finally, bro.” 

— you guys don’t understand, she was and still is too pretty for me — jungkook whined, making yn laugh — i thought she was gonna say no and also tell me that she doesn’t date ugly guys? 

— weren’t you literally like on the top 5 of the hottest guys of the world? — yn asks him and he stops. 

— i think i was? i don’t remember. 

— of course you don’t, darling. next question. 

jungkook: 1 

yn: 0

question no.2 for yn: who initiated the first kiss? 

— oh! oh! this one’s good — yn says — i did! and it was a mess.

— no, you didn’t — jungkook tells her. 

— oh, yes, i did because you were shaking when you grabbed my face and you literally froze so i was like “well, let ME do this” and then i was the one to grab your face and kiss you — yn points at him. 

— okay, fine, i did froze but you tasted like fish — jungkook starts — and although i love fish, tasting it from someone else’s mouth isn’t that delicious. 

— you had just taken me out to eat sushi! what were you expecting? — yn asks him — besides, you tasted like banana because you had to eat your banana dessert of course. 

— guys, if you ever go out on a date and you think you’re gonna kiss — jungkook looks at the camera — do not take them to eat fish or pasta because else they’ll get pesto on their teeth or their breath will smell like fish. 

— oh, right — yn laughs  — in one of our dates you got pesto on your teeth. 

— stop, i don’t wanna remember how you had to get me a tooth pick cause i couldn’t get it out — jungkook rolls his eyes and yn keeps on laughing at him — if your girl gets you a tooth pick, marry her, that’s what i’m gonna do in a few months — he winks at the camera and laughs at yn blushing. 

jungkook: 1

yn: 1

question no.3: which songs did jungkook write about yn? 

— now this is a good one because you always get confused — jungkook laughs — which songs did i write about you? 

— still with you, dimple, love maze, home, seven the explicit and clean version — yn winks at the camera. 

— babe! — jungkook blushes and giggles.

— oh, so you can be no.1 on billboard, mind you the explicit version but your girlfriend can’t talk about it? 

— don’t get off topic, finish the list — jungkook laughs again — and you’re my fiancée, not girlfriend. 

— okay, fine — yn moves on her seat — your part in my universe, dna, paradise, best of me, my you and that’s it. 

— WRONG! — jungkook yells at her and stands up from his seat to jump and laugh at her — you’re a loser! 

— jungkook, what? i got them all correct! shut up! 

— you forgot the one i have performed the most! — jungkook stands in front of the camera — vogue subscribers, my wife doesn’t love me. 

— oh my god! — yn yells — i forgot euphoria and jesus christ, jungkook, sit down now, stop being dramatic. 

— how dare you forget the amazing and unforgettable euphoria? 

— i’m sorry, my love, please forgive me for i have made an awful mistake — yn holds his hand. 

— i shall forgive you. 

— thank you, my king. 

— i love you — jungkook kisses her hand and doesn’t let go of it — but i’ll never forget this. 

jungkook: 1

yn: 1 

question no.4: what are the top 3 celeb crushes of yn? 

— this one’s so easy — jungkook says — it’s matthew mcconaughey, chris evans and bradley cooper but as his character in the hangover. 

— wrong — yn laughs. 

— yn, you know i’m not wrong, those are your top 3. 

— babe, you’re a celebrity too, you’re my no.1. 

— don’t lie, yn, i’m not your celeb crush. 

— yup, you’re right — yn gives up — he got the answer right, whatever, next question. 

jungkook: 2

yn: 1

question no.5: when jungkook first started as an artist, what did he do to calm his nerves when he performed? 

— I PRAYED — jungkook yells before yn can say her answer — I PRAYED AND I PRAYED. 

— he didn’t — yn looks at the camera with a serious expression. 

— YES, I DID — jungkook sits back on his seat — I DID. i did. 

— can you shut up now? — yn asks him — he used to- — yn gets cut off. 

— PRAY. HE USED TO PRAY. — jungkook yells again and all yn does is stand up from her seat and put her hand on jungkook’s mouth. 

— he’s licking my hand right now but i couldn’t care less — yn still had a serious expression — he used to touch his bandmates’ butts and when they would question him he’d say “nothing better than your butts, you guys!” 

— she’s wrong — jungkook says. 

— jungkook, ew, you left my hand freaking wet — yn wipes her hand on jungkook’s shirt — and yes, i’m right, you can call up jimin and he’ll tell you i’m right. 

jungkook: 2 

yn: 2 

question no.6: yn has a scar and has had a broken arm, how did both happen? 

— on her chin — jungkook replies fastly. yn nods and lifts her head to show up her chin. — that’s like the only one from an ugly accident the other ones are just her being silly cause she has some scars, blame of our cats when she tries to shower them and another one from when she was trying to make some chicken nuggets on the air fryer last month and she burned herself.

— he’s correct. 

— the broken arm… she told me she was playing outside when she was in kindergarten and she fell and broke her arm, she also told me the school didn’t call her parents right away and waited until her grandma picked her up from school but she took her to the hospital right away. sadly, they didn’t sue the school because they’re good people, the teachers weren’t. 

— that story is also correct. 

— ugh, so tiring being the best boyfriend/future husband out there — jungkook sighs. 

jungkook: 3

yn: 2 

question no.7: how many tattoos does jungkook have? which one was for yn? 

— jesus christ — yn says — i kid you not, jungkook doesn’t even know how many he has himself. 

— i don’t know the total number but i do have a close number, if she reaches it she’ll get the answer right. 

— fine, uhm, the eye he had before was my eye but i told him to cover it because it was done really bad like the eyelashes and the color were a mess but there are other ones about me, the thunderbolts and the flower on your elbow, right? 

— yes — he nods with a smile. 

— and i think, you have a total of 21? 22? with the new seven tattoo behind your ear i think so, yeah. 

— she’s not close in the number but she’s right about the tattoos about her — he smiles at her. 

jungkook: 3

yn: 3 

question no.8: what are yn’s favorite hobbies? 

— reading, learning languages and trying out new restaurants everywhere she goes. 

— that is correct. 

— she’s currently reading beach read but her favorite book is the portrait of dorian gray because my girl is into classics but they have to be a little gay; she speaks 4 languages those being english, italian, korean of course and french. the latest new restaurant she went was momofuko ko here in new york and she loved it.  

— i love you — yn couldn’t stop smiling as she got close to jungkook to give him a little kiss.

— i love you more — he said, after kissing her back. 

jungkook: 4 

yn: 3 

question no. 9: what is jungkook’s pet peeve? 

— damn, he has a lot — yn laughs — but i can name a few. 

— i don’t have a lot! 

— oh yeah? — yn asks and then turns at the camera — jungkook can’t eat if he notices people being loud while chewing but he is the loudest chew-er ever, he gets mad if whoever is driving doesn’t know how to park and oh! he despises when people walk slow but he had to be patient with me because i am a slow walker. 

— she’s really slow but since i love her i can be patient with her. 

— thank you, means a lot. 

jungkook: 4

yn: 4 

question no.10 (final question, decides the winner): if yn hadn’t been a model, what would’ve she been? 

— oh, my girl’s born to shine — jungkook holds her hand — because she wanted to be a UN ambassador when she was young because she loved learning languages. 

— oh my god, i did! — yn intertwines her fingers with jungkook’s — but i don’t even remember telling him about this. 

— you said that on an interview but you also said that to me when we were on one of our first dates — he smiles at her. 

— i did? 

— you said you saw it on tv — jungkook nods — and that you wanted to travel the world like them. but now you travel around the world as a model, either way you were gonna be successful. 

— reached full success now that i’m marrying you. — yn kisses him — i guess you won. 

the interviewer behind the camera asked them if they wanted to say anything else before finishing the video.

— my soon-to-be husband has released a song called seven, not that it needs promotion because the song's killing it but if you haven't listened to it you should, the song saves lives.

— yeah, i released a song, i wrote it and it was just for her — jungkook smiles — my girl is also releasing her own clothing line so make sure to check that out too — jungkook points at the camera — and before we finish i want to say i won, yn lost — jungkook looks at the camera with a serious expression — vogue subscribers, i am here to tell you again that yn is a loser and i will write on my wedding vows to always call her a loser until death do us apart. 

yn hits him on his arm and jungkook giggles.

— i hate you, jungkook. 

— i love you too, my sweetie cutie pie, come here.

jungkook brings her in for another kiss.

— thank you, vogue! see you next time — jungkook says while squishing yn's cheek with his own cheek.

— save me — yn mouths.

and the video finishes.

[germesthegenie]

Seriously what was this guy’s problem

Been wanting to do a drawing with how I imagine Victoria’s fear aura to look like and this arc gave a good opportunity for that. Thoughts on the arc itself below

Ended up with a lot of thoughts this arc so doing this now rather than waiting for Arc 9. Also started writing more of these comments as I read rather than after the chapter/arc.

Arc 8

Looking at the audiobook and thought, Chapters at a reasonable length? Maybe?

Yay Defiant and Dragon!

I liked the little scene of Victoria asking about Armsmaster’s plan during the Leviathan fight in the context of her family’s deaths. Usually thought about if Aegis got killed as collateral damage from the luring plan and how Defiant felt about that now, kinda forgot Manpower was also there

Huh yeah kinda funny how tinker personalities divide like that. Some of these segments of Victoria’s narration do feel a bit rambly or tangential (sometimes kinda feels like WB taking any opportunity to expand the worldbuilding on powers) but at the same time can be fun and highlight how Victoria’s more of a cape nerd to Taylor’s power munchkin

“Wow Kenzie you sure know a lot about lead poisoning!” “Thanks I researched it a lot” … :(

More things building up for Capricorn’s story. Guessing he’s our next focus this arc or the next? Having to timeshare a body with contrasting personalities does sound like it’d suck, even moreso with the sexuality stuff

Damn Monokeros is creepy. Casually having Birdcage tier capes sitting in the same prison as lesser criminals, especially ones with that strong of a Master power, is probably the biggest flaw of the prison system here. Not to mention it being accessible enough to be the target of any capable masterminds in need of minions it seems. I forget, did Khepri or Scion collapse the Birdcage or something to that effect? Or is it just because it’s on Earth Bet that they don’t use it anymore?

Kenzie highlighted the main theme of Breakthrough’s powers: They almost all have incredibly strong and potentially deadly powers, but for one reason or another they hold back, for the most part because they’re heroes. It’s interesting, but also makes me wonder how things will go when they face a threat they can go all out on (like an Endbringer tier or someone with a kill order)

Finally got to see the whole “everyone jumps the rulebreakers” thing Tattletale talked about in the whole cops and robbers talk way back in Worm, at least for smaller time rulebreakers and not S Class threats.

Also still reinforces my thought that Prancer is essentially a more villainous Skitter from an outside perspective. The Undersiders were playing pretty loose with the Unwritten Rules as well by the end of things

Cryptid continues to get weirder and more horrifying what do you mean he has a form that gives birth

(8.7) Wretch, kill Monokeros with hammers please. And Kenzie please don’t internalize what the creepy child killer thinks.

I’ve only had the Major Malfunctions for 1 chapter and if anything happened to them I would kill everyone in this room and then Carol

Ok actually Carol is being kinda cool here… how is she gonna mess this up? Aside from the probably unintentional bit where she assumed Tristan was straight

(8.9) The little secret the group’s keeping from Victoria… I’m guessing its Wretch related or Amy related

“We’re gonna show everyone we can handle PR” ok cool how will you do that Vic- “by telling everyone what happened in Gold Morning” what

(8.11) This is feeling like a high stakes version of 25.4… This won’t end with a 7th Endbringer, right? /j

(8.11) These hosts could never be O, J, and Koffi like they are just all kinds of awful.

That said, it makes sense Victoria is better with PR than Taylor, given New Wave basically depends on PR

Speaking of, Taylor mention! Love the ascension of her rep to “traumatized literally everyone”, and not even using bugs to do it. Wonder how she’d react to that if she somehow learned about it on Aleph.

(8.12) Actually can a 7th Endbringer show up and kill Hamza and John Combs? What the hell is their problem

Between these guys and the Martins, by comparison Carol might actually not be that bad- wait Carol what are you doing

(8.12) Oh ok that’s where Carol messes it all up. Sees Victoria forced to confront her trauma in front of thousands and went “How can I make this about Amy 😈”

Granted, Amy was kinda dragged into the spotlight as well with all that. Fuck Hamza, seriously. Still, not now Carol.

(8.12)…Speaking of. Well damn Amy didn’t realize you had game like that.

(8.x) Please take all of Kenzie’s suffering and give it to Hamza and John Combs

Awkward girl who thinks of herself as weird? Surprising calm confidence in dangerous situations? Incredibly down bad narration around a specific guy? Close enough, Natalie. Welcome back Arc 1-7 Taylor /j

Hookline and Kitchen Sink losing to an untrained civilian and a mostly techless Tinker they are never living this down 😭

(8.y) Every fanfic with Scapegoat in it should have him just randomly keel over with injuries from another Scapegoat’s healing (ik thats not how it works but it’d be funny)

Gotta love power synergies, even if it’s Teacher exploiting them. Also Valefor really does just keep winning (in terms of getting to use his power, probably not gonna be winning as Teacher’s thrall)

Dinah mention?? What’s she up to now?

And a Contessa mention. Not liking that Teacher has plans for her.

[constellationguy]

Parasocial

Kyoya x streamer reader

Kyoya: purple

You: pink

Chat + narration: balck

“Good evening chat. Today’s plan is villager hunting for Raymond and just chatting. Nothing too serious.”

“How long are you going to be villager hunting?” A chat message read.

“Uh, however long it takes to get this damn cat on my island. Could be one island, could be 300. But for now I have 100 tickets saved up so we’ll most likely use most of them today.” You responed.

“Now chat, if you are a devout follower of mine you know why we are searching for Raymond… because I am obsessed with him but I’m going to just talk for a bit to get more people in the stream before we start.”

While you were waiting the first super chat of the stream came in. “Y/n’smod said, if you don’t know already it’s because Y/n is in a parasocial relationship with a boy that looks like Raymond.”

“SHUT UP. I’m going to un-mod you…. And yes I love Raymond because he looks like my boyfriend. And he IS my boyfriend, he just doesn’t know it yet.” You said confidently.

“Who is it?” You read from chat.

“He’s a hot Japanese guy that doesn’t know I exist…” you said a little more shamefully.

“BUT CHAT, get this. You know how I was talking about how my favorite color is purple? THIS WEEK, he posted a photo of himself wearing a lilac scarf. Chat he loves me.”

“Delulu….” “Girl needs a life.” You read.

“You guys need a life. You are watching a girl that that is hunting an animal crossing villager that looks like her boyfriend.” You replied sassily.

“Parasocial boyfriend.” The new super chat corrected.

“Wow…… let’s just go to the first island.” You said already exhausted.

“Oooh bamboo, I’m gonna take some for the island. Considering it’s the first island I’m not expecting much, let’s just see who it is… It’s Del! Alligator villagers aren’t exactly my cup of tea so let’s keep moving.”

While dodo airlines was traveling back to your island you were back to reading chat. “When are we going to get a (parasocial) boyfriend reveal?”

You laughed at that for a second before you answered. “Listen chat, if we find Raymond today, I will show you my boyfriend.”

Chat blew up with excitement.

“It’s real?!” “Boyfriend reveal soon” “Raymond in the next ten islands definitely.”

“No need to be so excited chat, it’s not happening…”

“Ain’t no way we’re getting Raymond today.” A message read.

“Ya I doubt it, I just want to set an impossibly possible goal for you guys today. I wanna shake the boat and see what happens.” You smiled at your camera.

“Okay second island time. It’s apples and mums. I’m gonna pick up these mums since we don’t have them in the island yet. Now who is it?”

“Someone ugly.” A super chat read.

“Don’t be so negative, we haven’t even seen them yet. Let’s just see before you make a decision, iiit’s June! She’s nice but I need my cat. Next island!”

“We’ll see him, I can feel it.” “He’s coming up.” Chat said.

“Chat stop getting my hopes up… Okay another island with Lillie’s, and pears. Cute. I just realized I haven’t been grabbing the diy recipes. Chat I’m new here” you joked.

“Who’s it gonna be? It isssss Butch! Hi butch. You’re still adorable, but I have to leave you here. Sad day.”

You paused a minute before talking to chat again.“Chat do we want to gamble channel points for what species the villager will be?”

“Yes, YES, ya, ye, Okay” various chat messages read

“Okay, I’ll let mods set that up while we are flying back to the main island and wait a sec for the votes to finalize.”

“I see a lot for bird, oh no, it’s on cat now. Chat I think it’s another dog. I just have a feeling.”

“Okay let’s see who won channel points. It’s mums and oranges. And we have, Bones! Chat I win, what do I get?”

“More streaming because it’s not Raymond” a mod super chatted.

“Yaaaay.” You said sounding dejected.

“Okay new poll and next island. I think it’s gonna be a cat this time, and majority of you guys say it’s gonna be an anteater, let’s go look. Okay, it’s pears and lilies, and we have Sterling! Whoever guessed Eagle, good for you.”

“Okay next island!”

“I think it’s gonna be a bear, what do you think chat? A bunny, really? Well let’s go see. It’s apples and tulips, and the villager is Sasha! Looks lime majority wins this time.”

“ Hostclubdirectcor donated $30: Raymond is on the next island, I can feel it.” The automated voice read.

“Really? I don’t think so director. You’re not gonna get my hopes up like last time stream. But I do agree with you on species it’s definitely gonna be a cat!” You announced.

“Okay chat agrees, mostly cat this time. Okay let’s hope we’re all right! Okay I see cherries and roses…. But the mountain is blocking the villager… wait a moment…. AAH! ITS RAYMOND.”

“NO WAY!” “IT HAPPENED!” “BOYFRIEND REVEAL!!!” Chat exploded with messages.

“I mean yay but damn. I don’t know if I should feel happy or embarrassed. Oh well, I invited Raymond so we can go back to the island.”

“Okay I will only do this is you guys promise not to blow up his messages with “Y/n wants you” or “hit up Y/n” I don’t need to be embarrassed, promise me chat.”

“Promise” “pinky promise” “okay” “fine” chat read.

“Okay let me just pull up insta… okay his account name is @ kyoya’sphone and just look at him. He is so hot.” You showed chat his instagram page. But before you could say another sentence he made a new post.

“Oh a new post… it’s a great photo, as always. WAIT, “YN HIT ME UP”?! WHO HAS HIM ON SPEED DIAL? WHICH ONE OF YOU RATS DID IT.”

“IS HE IN STREAM?” “WHAT” “WHO DID IT?”

“WAIT WAIT WAIT- he dmed me… HE SAID HES IN CHAT! CHAT IM FUMBLING.”

“OH NO” “SHIT” “THIS ISN’T REAL” chat is freaking out

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@ therealY/n: picture proof or your fake

@ kyoya’sphone: sent a photo

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“CHAT HE SENT A PHOTO OF HIM WATCHING THE STREAM! IM COOKED!”

“You say it like he’s not here.” “HES STILL HERE”

“HES CALLING ME, CHAT SHUT UP!”

“Uhm hi.”

“Hello Y/n”

“You know I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to sound so creepy about you.”

“Oh no worries. And no you didn’t fumble. I’ve been a long time viewer, I donate on every stream actually. And yes, all my posts are for you. I guess we really were in a two way parasocial relationship.”

“No way. No way! Oh you’re on speaker, I hope that’s okay….”

“That’s just fine, I have to prove to chat that your parasocial boyfriend is now your real boyfriend.”

“No stop! REALY?!”

“Yes, really.”

“Stop, marry me.”

“Sure.”

“Wait no! Stop! Ah! I’m going to die.”

“I mean we are both crazy about eachother why not? Just tell me your rind size and you’ll get a ring in the mail.”

“You’re not serious…”

“About marring you right now no, but about being your boyfriend and giving you a ring, yes, yes I am serious.”

“It may or may not be (ring size)”

“Okay, you’ll get the ring soon.”

“Okay…”

“Chat I got to go, I’m going to have the best conversation with the love of my life, gotta go, bye!”

[thanksjro]

Transformers Holiday Special (2015) — Wishing You and Yours a Delightfully Secular Wintertime, Containing Absolutely Zero References to the Birth of Christ

Despite what some might like to think, Christmas isn’t for everyone; even with all the commercialization, at its heart, it’s still about the Baby Jesus. You can tell that we haven’t shaken the Christian connection, because the cover for this special issue has the father, the son, and the holy spirit, which is hidden behind the company logo.

And if Rodimus doesn’t stop screwing around, his resurrection’s gonna have to happen a lot sooner than Easter.

Because this is a comic special, things are going to be a little different. Instead of one standard-size issue, we’re getting three mini-stories, each with their own writer (from each of the comic runs that were publishing at the time) and artist. Our stories are listed here:

Don’t worry about what Ultra Magnus is up to behind that text.

Now, you may ask, why on earth am I covering this issue, which is a specifically Christmassy one, now, when it’s not currently Christmas? Well, according to Roberts, the story “Silent Light” takes place after MTMTE #49, and #50 is when the crew manifest for the Lost Light gets shaved down some, so realistically, this is when “Silent Light” happens in continuity. So I want you to keep in mind that Getaway’s Christmas isn’t going so great.

I won’t be going back to catch up on the other runs’ plots, as the Christmas stories are stand-alone.

Getting into it, our first story is:

Penned by Mairghread Scott and drawn by Corin Howell. We open up on a cityscape featuring a happy sun and some eye-searing narration boxes.

I went to Howell’s Twitter to see what her deal was, and was greeted with a banner consisting of a sexy succubus lady with her boobies out, so I’m going to assume she simplified her style for this issue, since mecha are hella difficult to draw.

Also, I hope you like the structure of How The Grinch Stole Christmas!, because that’s what we’re getting for the next little while, complete with chunky, white text on painful-to-view red.

Our story opens with all the transformers from the colonies visiting Cybertron and making friends with each other. Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts, which pisses off President-King Starscream to no end. Being the drama queen that he is, Starscream feels that everyone should be paying attention to him 24/7 and feed him grapes as he reclines on a sofa, because hasn’t he done enough for all these sorry sacks of shit? He hasn’t even caused a war, unlike the last guy who was in charge. Bumblebee (who is a ghost) tells him to just be fucking nice for once in his miserable life, but Starscream wouldn’t be Starscream if he could settle down like that.

Our god-king of the planet calls for his aide, Rattrap, who is going to be in his alt mode for the entirety of this story, to help him set up for a public broadcast addressing his need for attention and adoration.

He sends Rattrap off to deliver the tape to the news, which seems to consist of two very sleep-deprived individuals. Because they’re apparently the only two robots stupid enough to attempt to cover the nightmare hellscape that is Cybertronian current events, the last bit of Starscream’s tape is cut off when one of them falls asleep on the switchboard. This turns Starscream’s personal worship holiday into “For the Love of God Be Nice to Each Other” Day. Everyone takes to it beautifully, getting BFF tattoos, going on vacation with their husbands, hugging in the straightest gay way possible, holding parades, giving each other bombs, and getting absolutely shitfaced.

Starscream, distraught that nobody is giving him the emperor treatment like he had wanted, sulks in his twin bed, then moves to his dinky little throne as the night wears on, making the most miserable faces he can the whole time. Eventually, Chosen One Day ends, and he’s been completely ignored. Very sad.

Then, there’s a knock on his door, and Starscream creeps over to the peephole just in time to be smashed flat by Wheeljack slamming the door open. Last time we saw Wheeljack he was assumed dead by most, and floating in a tank at Starscream’s behest. He’s gotten better since then, clearly.

Wheeljack came with friends— the entirety of the main cast for Windblade/Til All Are One, to be exact— and they’re here to make sure that Starscream isn’t completely alone on this friendship holiday he accidentally invented. Everyone toasts to his good, totally intentional idea, and Starscream decides against killing all of them for at least the next 24 hours.

Now pay attention to this next story, because it’s actually canon-relevant, because of course Roberts would write a holiday special mini-comic that ties into his overarching plot. Fucking nerd.

Our artist for “Silent Light” is Kotteri (or Kotteri!, as it’s been written on some of their other publications) the pen name for Ikumi Fukuda. Kotteri is primarily a manga artist, having created their own works and well as working on other projects. I admittedly can’t find much on this person, not even their preferred pronouns, TFWiki itself using “they”, which I will default to. All of the info they’ve provided themself is, of course, written in Japanese, but even running things through a translator only proves that information to be purely professional. Their personal Twitter is protected, and my follow request was never answered, as far as I know. There’s a fan Twitter account for their art that claims “she”, but I have no way to verify, and I don’t want to assume anything based on art style, because that’s sort of shitty. Let it never be said that I didn’t do my due diligence here— I fucking hate using Twitter.

We open with Rodimus having just returned from Meteorfest, a festival where you surf on meteors and avoid your co-captain and SIC’s calls like the putz you are. He’s greeted by said co-captain and SIC decorating assembling a Christmas tree cloaking machine and finishing each other’s sentences like an old married couple. Rodimus tries to deny the existence of Minimegs, then we get our heavy-handed and lampshaded explanation for the crux of the issue. Megatron handles Minimus like a baby doll as the two of them explain that the Lost Light is about to hit Mauler territory.

Maulers are notorious for wanting the Cybertronians dead, but Megatron is too much of a macho man to pussy out and go around them. So instead, the crew will be hiding in special sleeping pods that will mask their spark signatures, and pray to their pantheon of gods that no one notices the ship the size of Manhattan. Brainstorm has like fifteen new inventions, despite being on house arrest from his lab. Megatron’s autobot badge is wearing a hat. Merry fucking Christmas.

Over at Swerve’s, it would appear that everyone’s favorite television junkie is closed for business, as it’s just him, Nautica, and Whirl, sitting on the floor getting absolutely shit-faced on subspace-filtered engex. This might’ve been an issue, as folks are supposed to be bedding down in their B.E.D.s for the next leg of the trip, but Swerve slipped Magnus some Bing Crosby earlier so they’re cool right now.

There’s a banging at the door, and Whirl decides to answer, even though it’s not his bar, because if it’s trouble come a-knocking, it was probably looking for Whirl anyhow.

When Whirl answers, however, it’s not Magnus having caught wind of Nautica disrespecting the Autobot code, but an entirely different flavor of problem.

Now, I know that thing Whirl’s holding looks like a fucked up Hitachi Wand, but it is, in fact, an entire-ass baby robot. It seems that when Cerebros (Fortress Maximus’s friend, if you’ll recall) sent the engex through the subspace, this infant Cybertronian (Luna One-ian?) got mixed in with the other supplies.

We learn a bit about how baby Cybertronians work before we remember, oh right, this kid is gonna get everyone killed if they catch wind of her spark, since there isn’t a B.E.D. for her. Yes, it’s a girl! Congrats to our three idiots on their Cybertronian gender non-conforming little princess.

They gang decides to shunt her back through the subspace hatch, so they head over to where it’s currently being housed— the office of Ultra Magnus. Nautica, using her wits and all the tools in her arsenal, smashes the window to the office and they break in. The empty Magnus Armor sits in the dark like a grim monument to being married to your job. Whirl informs Nautica how to comfort the baby that he super for-sure doesn’t care about, handing her off while he uses his titty glass to replace the window in the door. Swerve tries to bite through iron chains holding the subspace hatch hostage, only to be stopped by the sound of justice coming down the hall.

The gang, of course, looks suspicious as hell standing stock straight immediately in front of Magnus’s office, but Minimus rather likes the change of pace out of these goofy morons, and is maybe also trying to deflect his embarrassment at being caught performing his own personal karaoke. He sends them off to their B.E.D.s, and it looks like all’s well that ends well until Whirl asks where Sparky is.

Yes, he named the baby.

Don’t worry though, he’s totally not attached or whatever.

Nautica, in her panic to not be caught stealing/vandalizing/using equipment she doesn’t have the clearance for, stuffed Sparky in the Magnus Armor. And also put the helmet portion back on the body, for some reason. Anyway, it looks like our little princess is gonna be a load-bearer when she grows up, because Magnus is up and looking for hugs. Nautica, a paragon of level-headed thinking in times of crisis, handles this in the best way she can.

And that’s a wrap on Minimus Ambus! Let’s give him a hand, folks! And let’s also give a hand to the new Ultra Magnus, Miss Sparky Whirldòttir! Where did that little scamp get to, anyhow?

Swerve nominates himself to be the one to drag Minimus to a B.E.D. to sleep off his concussion, leaving Whirl and Nautica to track down the baby.

The scene changes to Megatron announcing a last call for beddy-bye time on the intercom, just as Ultra Sparky enters the room. She looms over Megatron, putting him in a very compromising position as he hits the intercom button with his arm. Rodimus, climbing into his own B.E.D., wishes that his co-captain and SIC would stop being gay for, like, five minutes, or at least wouldn’t do it where it can be broadcasted throughout the whole ship in audio format.

Whirl and Nautica come save Megatron from the onslaught of physical affection, stating that “Magnus” has had a bit too much to drink. Megatron orders them to bed from his fetal position on the countertop.

It’s bedtime, but we still haven’t figured out how to get the kid back to Luna 1 so the Maulers don’t super-murder the whole crew. Nautica leaves Whirl to figure it out, getting into B.E.D. and wondering who the fuck knocked on the door in the first place. Whirl tells her not to worry about it and to go to sleep, so he can be the one to deal with this mess.

Whirl, notorious for doing all the nastiest jobs— former Wrecker, intended bullet sponge for the time travel situation, attempting suicide via Megatron— is going to add another tally to the list labeled “Reasons My Peers Don’t Really Like Me All That Much”, by throwing an entire baby out the air lock.

However, Whirl is being written by Roberts, who would never allow the number of robot babies to go down, so Sparky’s adorable assimilation of Whirl’s signature physical features gets him right in the soft underbelly he swears doesn’t exist.

Wow, Roberts put a baby in that robot. Surely this is as overt as we’re going to get with this imagery, since we’re in a major publication and not some fan-fiction!

ANYWAY

Whirl wakes up in the Medibay, emptied of infant and freaked the hell out about it. Velocity— who I will remind you is basically the only medical doctor on the Lost Light, since everyone else is too busy getting railed by weeaboos and joining unethical polycules to do their actual jobs—informs him that his daughter is, in actuality, a massive colony of scraplets that combined to look like a newborn.

It turns out that Nautica is a bit of a snitch, having spilled the beans after she woke up. Whether or not she thought Whirl had thrown the baby out the air lock isn’t really addressed, but thank god he didn’t, because then we would have had to send everyone’s favorite gun-addled dipshit to jail for the rest of forever. Checking security footage revealed who the mystery knocker was— it was the scraplets, forming the shape of an arm.

When Nautica asks how the hell they all survived this, seeing as Whirl kept the murder baby, Whirl informs her that he cut off power to his own spark to allow everyone else to live, including his sweet baby princess, winning him a #1 Dad mug, and also several emails from Rung to please make an appointment with him.

Whirl’s miracle Christmas baby lied and stole with the intent to murder everyone on board, and that makes her the ultimate daddy’s girl.

I hope you’ve all enjoyed this canon-important holiday special story about Whirl becoming a father.

In our third and final story, it appears we’ve been transported to Whoville, by the talent of our MTMTE Season 1 colorist, Josh Burcham. Within Whoville resides Anna Log, a human woman who owns two turbofoxes and sleeps in full military body armor on her couch. The wall in her living room suddenly explodes, revealing a late-night visitor.

Motherfucker, you are supposed to be on the ship right now.

Mega-Claus fusion-cannons Anna Log, and we cut to a film noir office where none other than Thundercracker has his feet up on the desk. The art grayscales for this section, as he narrates that he’s a detective. He’s wearing a fedora. It’s January 7th. He has a mysterious past and probably thinks that makes him very sexy.

The phone rings, cueing Buster, Thundercracker’s puggle, to put on her own fedora, and the two go to see the crime scene, where Thundercracker is the same size as a normal human man and wears a trench coat.

It turns out that Anna Log is the director of security for the entirety of planet Earth, which is sort of a big deal. When Thundercracker and the cops look at the security footage, they see who did it— Santa Claus, played by Megatron himself. Fucked up.

Sure, pal.

Thundercracker must now fly to the North Pole and kill Santa, because that’s how the law works. He transforms, flies by Club Penguin and a Coke commercial, reflects on his job, and then gets ready for a fight with Santa’s security measures, as Busters glowing nose warns him of incoming danger. She’s very talented, Buster.

Thundercracker makes quick work of the cybernetic security reindeer with his twin energy katanas and Buster’s jetpack. He kicks down Santa’s door to find the jolly elf himself standing in the dark, potentially rabid. The two start kung-fu beating the shit out of each other. It should be noted that this Santa isn’t the Megatron Santa, who shows up behind the two as they brawl, but rather original-flavor fat man Santa. How Thundercracker didn’t notice this isn’t addressed.

Thundercracker demands to know why Megatron dressed up as Santa Claus to commit a murder— the murder part made sense, Director Log and Megatron would be diametrically opposed— and Megatron reveals the greatest slight against himself he’s ever known.

Framing Santa for murder ain’t exactly gonna turn that coal into a diamond, Meggy baby.

Thundercracker clocks Megatron, he becomes besties with Santa Claus, and they ride a flying tank into the sunset. Thus ends Thundercracker’s most brilliant writing project yet, which he was reading to Marissa Faireborn this entire time.

Marissa isn’t terribly impressed, poking holes in all the little nonsense bits, while also not feeling thrilled about having been killed off in the first two pages of Thundercracker’s book. While the two argue, Buster and Ayana Jones make a Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown! reference together, and the issue closes out with a big ol’ Autobot symbol, even though Thundercracker was a Decepticon, Ayana and Marissa are humans, and Buster is a goddamned dog.

Thus ends the Holiday Special. Up next, more direct story progression!

[ca-suffit]

I don’t think Sam and Rolin said there’d be no more flashbacks? Sam said something about not having Lestat narrate as Louis did which isn’t the same. And Rolin alluded to memory/POV being less of a theme, which makes sense as Lestat’s memories haven’t been fucked with by Armand and his retelling of events won’t be coloured the way Louis’ were tainted by thinking Lestat killed Claudia. Plus it’s seeming like he won’t challenge Louis’ perspective of events either.

diff anon: "Wait they aren’t doing flashbacks anymore? I thought TVL was 90% that?"

(context)

let me pull up some sources for this stuff. I do get the feeling that S3 is gonna be told thru lestat's music instead of the time period itself, but we'll see for sure.

"One thing I like to do is make sure that the audience is still on its back foot and that we’re ahead of the people that know it really well. If season three is The Vampire Lestat, aesthetically, it’s not gonna feel like two old guys sitting in a room trying to figure shit out. The Vampire Lestat will take the show hostage. It should feel like that and will probably tell you how a story should unfold, or move in a way that feels organic to itself and be surprising.

AVC: The Easter egg of Lestat playing the wood keyboard alludes to rock star Lestat in The Vampire Lestat book. From that hurricane reunion onwards, what are you interested in exploring next?

RJ: I wouldn’t approach it any differently than we did. You have people who know the books really well and people who don’t know the books very well. It needs to be thrilling for both of them. The challenge will be that we’re gonna suddenly write the 112th scene that Sam Reid has to play. I’m not giving him the same old. We’ve got to be able to deliver for him. So, what am I interested in? I’ll be less interested in point of view and memory as much. The challenge of the books is that there’s not a lot of forward story. I don’t think that you can probably mine the arcs of those for origin story after origin story after origin story. But that doesn’t mean you can’t take the same material and in very inventive, exciting ways move it forward."

this whole source interview has a lot in it I don't see quoted enough tbh

and from here, this is what sam said about S3

“I don’t necessarily think Lestat wants to retell this story,” Reid explains. (But that doesn’t mean Molloy wouldn’t make him!) “Anne Rice, quite rightly, does go and say, this is what happened in Interview With the Vampire from Lestat’s point of view, but he also has a lot of other stuff to talk about. Do you know what I mean?”

[carmenized-onions]

This is actually my first time ever commenting without being anon …. And I thought I would do that to wish you the HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS!!! I hope you took the time to enjoy the day before your inbox gets flooded from your newest chapter. I’m currently holding off reading it to write you and read the posts from the previous chapter to prepare. When I tell you I have been refreshing your account religiously, awaiting any and all updates….it was looking a little embarrassing for me there. So glad you’re back again so let’s get into it.

-I saw a comment on how your story is better than the show in a sense. 1000% agree. You have a way of writing all the right things to get us attached (and even a little heart broken)to the characters and storyline while giving us hope that good things can and should still be able to happen for them. Regardless of how they see themselves and the situation(we love an unreliable narrator). Idk if this would make sense to anyone but me, but in my mind this story is a Shakespeare sonnet to the show’s Greek tragedy. Sometimes I think about things that I would have liked to see different in stories I read. Didn’t happen once in any of your chapters so far. Everything seems so perfectly balanced.

-I also pretend Tony is just off screen in the show. Don’t worry guys. She’s just on another job. Girls gotta pay rent😭

- I love the relationship between Tony and Syd omg. Peak female friendship between these two, but wouldn’t be mad if it was more than that…we are severely lacking in Syd stories across all platforms. Enough has been said in other comments about Tony’s relationship with Carmy, but this dynamic with Syd really made me think. Do I want to be her or do I want to be with her?? 👀Mhm mhm I’m gonna let that one simmer on the back burner for a bit. Moving on…

- Speaking of relationships. Tony and Richie. Wow. Just wow. I think the scene of him being a bit protective with the gross chef and him thinking Carmy would be all over it if he would just listen to why Richie thought he was a creep, shows how protective he can be. Our boy did not want to let that behavior slide. Then the heart to heart in the parking lot. I was in tears. Full on ugly sobbing. I had to pause and put the phone down….then read it over to really process it. It hit so close to home for me and truly gave me chills. It was such powerful writing in the way it felt so real to both of them and so accurate to how they would feel. If only one relationship can survive, I petition it to be these two. Friends (cousins) for life.

- You’re the closest we’re getting to justice for the Uncle Lee shit and i love you for it. It felt therapeutic 😌

-Also, LOVED the small character of Union Guy who shouted when people got annoyed at the bar staff getting a break. Very much made me think of that Saul Goodman video “Did you know you have rights? Well the constitution says you do.” It truly is the little pieces of comedic writing that make this story incredible.😭

- Obviously, the main event is Tony and Carmy. I love their dynamic and the way they flow so organically with each other in the story. I look forward to these two every week. It truly feels like before when everyone had cable and you waited all week to sit down and watch an episode of your favorite show. Nothing I say can do justice to your writing of these characters. Chefs kiss���🤌

With all that being said, I’m sorry this was sooo long. I truly could talk about this story for hours. It can be very difficult for me to stay engaged in stories, but you’re easily one of my favorite writers I’ve ever read. I can’t wait to go read the next chapter and see what you do next. And again Happy Birthday!

THAT MEANS THE WORLD THAT YOU’D COME OFF ANON, WHAT A SWEETIE!! My actual birthday was pretty Mid, alas, jobs. But the weekend was delightful, so thank you!! The chapter I dropped on my birthday was Two Steps Back, right? I can’t remember the concept of time anymore. Regardless, I don’t remember seeing you in my inbox about it, I would LOVE TO HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT!! No pressure though, also you fully may well be in my inbox and have already yapped about it— I’m terrible at reading. 

Ah, what a fuckin knife to the heart (in a good way, yknow? Like a sordid French romance knife to the heart). Greek Tragedy v Shakespeare Sonnet— That honestly helps my brain so much, because everytime I think about S3 I go FUCK I DIDN’T PREDICT RIGHT— And that’s just cause they wanted to go down the alley of We’re at Rock Bottom and we’re going to Dig Even Lower and that’s the tragedy— And I went for We’re at Rock Bottom and we’re going to Desperately Try To Claw Out and that’s the tragedy. 

Neither of them are bad ways of writing!!! So thank you for reminding me of that. Do I kinda prefer my way? Yeaahhhh… No one tell Matty!! No one tell, okay!!! Unless it means you can get me a job then yeah tell Matty!! I want an Emmy, baby, get me in that Writer’s Room!! Anyways, thank you for saying so— The balance comes from going to school to write and also from being a freak— Here, let me show you:

Ignore the birthday list i had a picnic and a beyblade tournament it was really fun also i lost neverTHELESS!! My notes app looks like this. There’s more but they’re for Chapter 14/15 so I cannot show, but yeah basically if you think I’m balanced, it’s because I’m. wired in a weird way. constantly re-reading and editing and revising and dying. call me carmen's menu cause baby i'm FUCKIN CHAOS

TONY’S JUST AT THE VIP BAR IN S3 GUYS OKAY SHE’S JUST OFF SCREEEENNN— Sigh, I really do hope Syd gets a good fuckin girlfriend (platonic or romantic) next season she is just,, she needs someone other than this fuckin’ family because they are making my poor baby TWEAK out here. I’m still noodling with how I will do a quick lil SquidInk spinoff. I feel like I can’t just do alternate timeline series, because it would be a lot of the same happening just with Syd and no familial trauma, but like,,, a cute little one off, I do have an idea for. So we shall leave it on the back burner for neeeoww. 

UGLY SOBBING??!?!?! FOR MMEEEE??!?!?!? ooooOOHFDGH— Thank you and I’m sorry, I’m so sorry but also thank you— Yknow? 

With all the growth Richie’s had, with his light bit of misogyny from S1, I knew the one thing that he absolutely carried with them from point A to B was be protective, be a gentleman— And so to see Carmen not act like he did— Bro became full girl dad. FULL girl dad moment. 

Can I also take a moment to admit something? I have been waiting a long time to do the parking lot scene, but I had pictured the parking lot scene way long ago, when I was considering writing a Richie fic! I did not think it was going to end up here until like chapter 3? 

The reason Richie and Chip became such close characters was truly born out of me not wanting to write Y/N, and so I wrote in Cousin and gave Richie the history of knowing the nickname Chip— Because originally, I’d thought Chip and Mikey would be very separate from the Beef. But I wanted cousin!! So their closeness was born, and now they’re literally my favourite dynamic in the series. Funny how that works.

I had to beat uncle lee’s ass on camera. I really cannot STAND that motherfucker and it is also SO FUNNY that in the immediate next note to reference Saul Goodman who is Uncle Lee— But yes that is absolutely what i was going for. That union scene in my head was originally going to be so much longer for literally no reason, and because there was no reason for it I cut it down, but it’s those MOMENTS THAT I LOVE TO WRITTEE BABBYYY

THANK YOU FOR SITTIN DOWN AND READING EVERY WEEK AWWEE— I wish The Bear was a weekly release honestly, I feel like it’d be so much fun that way cause what, right now we’d still be yelling about episode seven or eight by now? Ah. Love love love. My hopes are that I can get Ch 14’s draft done today and hopefully have something up in the middle of this week, but we will fucking SEE WON’T WE?

It was SUCH a pleasure to read your thoughts, and it really does mean the world to hear you’re so engaged and fuckin NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR GOING LONG!! It’s MY job to be brief (and I’m bad at it), you yap all you want. As a little gift, here is a tentative meme that I made in advance for the next chapter. The title is still pending changes, but right now Chapter 14 is called The Cat. Will this change? Probably, we’ll see. Everyone tell me if you hate The Cat.

what does it all meaaann?? theorize at your leisure SEE YOU SOME TIME THIS WEEK HOPEFULLY LOVE YOU !! also THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHOS GIVEN ME FUCKING MONEY YOU'RE ALL CRAZY!!!

[lunaroceanic]

Magnus Archives Liveblog: Part 3 - Episodes 37-40

Ep 37: ooohhhh snap it’s a picture of Gertrude. Jon is so tired, poor guy

Ep 38: oooo weird Spiral-y vase that takes things and makes people forget you ever had them…IT TOOK HIS HUSBAND NOOOOO!

Jon hits a spider, a shelf collapses, there’s a weird hole in what should be an exterior wall…oh god oh no the worms are getting in I think

Ep 39: EWW HATE THE SQUISHING NOISES AT THE BEGINNING. Aaauuugghhh there’s a worm in himmmmm. And Jon, Martin, and Sasha are all trapped in a room yay new episode format!! OOHHHH INTERESTING. Jon refers to the podcast’s episodes as “real statements,” differentiated by being unable to be recorded digitally, thus necessitating the tape recorder instead. I knew there was an offhand line in a previous episode that alluded to that, I forget when.

SASHA RUNS OUT TO WARN TIM AAGH. OOOO heart-to-heart between Jon and Martin about Jon’s supposed skepticism. He says when he gives those real statements, he “loses himself” a bit and that he feels like he’s being Watched when he does, and feigning skepticism seemed safer than admitting he believed them and was scared. Jane is destroying some of the statements. Wow Martin has actually drafted resignation letters but feels like he’s stuck here. JON ASKS HIM IF HES A GHOST HAUNTING THE ARCHIVES SKFKSJ.

Elias and Sasha are considering turning on the CO2 fire suppression system, maybe putting J&M in danger. Tim busts in, having found all the gas canisters Martin had hidden “so the worms didn’t know!” Tim strips to prove he wasn’t infested lmao. Martin has been using the spare tape recorder to record his own poetry for the “lo-fi charm.” I love this man.

Back with Sasha, hiding in the artifact room. Yikes. Oh god her original job was practical research on the artifacts??!!? That’s horrifying fkskjfjsj. When asked about it, Wlias had muttered about “funding and mission statements.” Oh no she found the table. OH NO THERES SOMEONE THERE WITH HER AAA. “I see you” WHOSE VOICE IS THAT. Oh god Jon and Tim lost Martin. Aaand here’s Jane. Joy.

Ep 40: Ahhh we’re beginning in the aftermath. Elias says Jane Prentiss is dead, her body burned. Elias had managed to activate the CO2 system, everyone else having evacuated. He says he must’ve lost track of Sasha in the process of running from the worms, resulting in their separation. Hmm.

Oh thank god Martin popped up out of the trapdoor. He found a body? OOOHHH Jon asks him yet again about what happened to Gertrude Robinson. OH IT WAS HER BODY MARTIN FOUND. BURIED THE LEDE A BIT THERE FELLAS.

Tim next. “I saw the tape recorder and went over to, uh…see if it was damaged.” Uh huh sure bud you definitely weren’t just dicking around with it mocking Jon’s recordings fjsjfjjsjfj. “Me being the hero I am” okay bud. Something in/about the Institute slowed the worms down, makes them sluggish…how being Perceived and Known lessens the fear of a thing therefore making them less powerful? Tim found a room in the tunnels where it looked like the worms were trying to make a doorway out of themselves??

GIRL THAT IS NOT SASHA AAAGGHHH the same thing from episode 3 became Not Her in the same way. Fuuuuuck. It knows all this because it’s what she was narrating and recording at the time aaauugghhh. Michael mention. Jon notices she seems a little off.

Martin time! he’s so sorry about separating from them aaahhh. Martin found a room too—dusty and full of cassette tapes. Gertrude’s secret recording area, probably, considering that’s where her corpse was. She was shot three times. Huh. Two recorded statements are gone, both of which feature Sasha’s voice according to the wiki. Jon is gonna fuckin Figure Shit Out

[anti-dazai-blog]

Second Anniversary Special

As many of the long-time followers of this blog know, I originally started out on the classic literature side of tumblr, which is what lead to my venturing into bsd. As an homage to my roots as a classic lit enthusiast, I’ll be going through all the works that I’ve read written by bsd authors:

The Spider’s Thread by Akutagawa

This short story is brought up in a lot of animes, which is unfortunately the most likely way western bsd fans. I could make an entire separate post of commentary on how the American school system doesn’t cover most foreign literature (outside of English [as in from England] and French works), and that is an absolute travesty. However, that’s not what we’re covering right now. 

Anyway. The Spider’s Thread is a very short story—like two pages at most. You can go read it now. For all the other entries I plan on rating the novels out of 5, but this one’s truly too short to rate. If you wanna read it you can find a hundred pdfs online. The same probably goes for most works of classic literature, so. Go wild enjoy the wonderful world of free online pdfs.

The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe

I was probably assigned other works by Poe, but this one is most likely his most famous short story. I was assigned it in middle school/high school/ and at least twice in college. Again, very short short story—you can read it in a few minutes tops. 

5/5 for the sole reason of it aligning with my personal sense of humor. I get that it’s not supposed to be funny, but unreliable narrators are and will always be hilarious to me. I love a guy insisting that he’s not crazy while he’s off murdering a guy. Cask of Amontillado-core protagonist. Funny because E.A. Poe also wrote Cask of Amantillado. I’m out here starting to suspect that E.A. Poe just really loved writing his unnamed unreliable narrator protagonists.

Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

I’ve never read Tom Sawyer, but in 11th grade my class read Huckleberry Finn. 3/5 because I don’t like the way it was taught in class, but I did enjoy analyzing it more than some other books we did. 

Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky

Currently reading it so I can’t give much feedback, but so far I’d like this guy (Raskolnikov not Dostoyevsky) to meet Meursault from The Stranger. If anyone’s made this crossover, please send it to me. And if not and you wanna go make it yourself—please I’ll love you forever.

Dracula by Bram Stoker 

I mean we’ve all done Dracula Daily. Or at least I’ll assume you’ve heard of it. 5/5, Mina’s best girl, Quincey’s best boy, I have very basic opinions but I’m standing by them.

--Bonus

The Stranger by Camus

Meursault the prison is clearly named after Meursault, the fictional character who famously goes to prison, right. We’re all on the same page about this, right? 

Anyway if you’ve never heard of or read the stranger, [spoilers] it’s about this guy who kills a guy for no reason (“it was just so hot outside, idk what happened but now there’s a dead guy, this is a good enough criminal defense right? You’re not gonna send me to jail for just this one little mistake---oh you’re giving me the death penalty? Ah. I see.”) Solid 4/5—points deducted for being a little slow by some parts (although I can’t vouch for how it is in the original French, this was only my impression from the English translation I read)

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After making this list, it’s clear that I haven’t read too many books my bsd authors, so next years my anniversary special will be more about the classic literature I have read. I do plan to keep posting until then. So please enjoy another year of the anti-dazai blog!!

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Scripts - S07 - Episode 9 (Part 1 of 1)

Joyo & Raf, Stick or Twist

NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island where the shocking news of Stick or Twist has sent everyone into a flirting frenzy. {0}, Bonnie and Uma are all pulling the guys for final chats. Whilst Summer is making more outrageous moves than my Gran when I play <i>chess</i> against her. Her eyesight isn’t great so she thinks we’re playing Snakes & Ladders. But who will be sent to the main villa by their <i>Knight</i> in shining armour? And who’s gonna be sent straight to the airport for an early <i>check</i> in? Let’s find out.

&lounges: Joyo

Joyo sits up as you approach the loungers.

JOYO_HAPPY: {0}, come and join me.

JOYO_HAPPY: I’m just taking in the Casa views one last time. I’ve loved it here.

JOYO_HAPPY: Have you had a good time?

I’ve had the time of my life

PLAYER_HAPPY: The last few days have been an absolute blast.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve loved every minute of Casa Amor.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’re welcome.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s great. Glad you’ve had a good time.

Casa has been mid

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s been kind of meh, I won’t lie.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe I came here with my expectations too high or something.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, we have some time left before Stick or Twist.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Maybe something will happen in that time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something you’ll never forget.

I’ll have more fun in the main villa

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s been good, but I think I’m gonna enjoy the main villa more.

JOYO_HAPPY: Fighting talk. I like it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: What makes you so confident?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll tell you back in the main villa.

Joyo looks at you with a playful smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: I was just reminiscing on some of the good Casa mems.

PLAYER_IDLE: What like?

JOYO_HAPPY: That first game of Truth or Dare we played.

JOYO_FLIRTY: When I was dared to kiss the girl I thought was the hottest.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You wasted no time in coming over to me. I remember.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Didn’t have to think about it for a second.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I was kind of expecting a little peck on the cheek.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Not my style.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know that now. It was a steamy snog.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Good times.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I gave you a cheeky little peck on the cheek.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It was cute.

JOYO_HAPPY: You basically told me to jog on.

JOYO_HAPPY: Just made me smile thinking about it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’m really glad you were here these last few days.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: I wasn’t sure if me and Geri just weren’t meant to be…

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Or if we’d just had an off day when I arrived.

JOYO_FLIRTY: But you’ve been so much fun… I kind of forgot all about it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which I guess suggests my head might be elsewhere.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: But, I don’t wanna say too much.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, Joyo.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Wanted to thank you for making <i>the ultimate test</i> the <i>ultimate blast</i>.

JOYO_SERIOUS: But now I’m low key sad you thought Casa was meh.

JOYO_SERIOUS: Would have tried picking up the vibes if I’d have known.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, you know for next time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’ll make sure the last night is fun. Promise.

PLAYER_IDLE: So, where’s your head at for Stick or Twist?

Joyo looks at you with a mysterious glint in his eye.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Your guess is as good as mine.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’m not closed off to the idea of twisting.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Never normally one to play it safe.

JOYO_HAPPY: What would you do if you were in my shoes?

Twist with me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Obviously, I think you should twist with me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I can see us having a lot of fun back in the main villa.

PLAYER_HAPPY: There’s a spark here, everyone can see it.

Joyo nods along.

Whatever you want

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Only you know what you want, Joyo.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I could give you my opinion but it’s your decision at the end of the day.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You came to this villa to do what’s right for you, so do it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Wow. I like it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Feel like I’m listening to one of those motivational podcasts.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m here all night.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, maybe you’ll be here a bit longer than that.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Just in a different villa.

JOYO_SURPRISED: I was actually expecting you to say I should twist with you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’ve definitely hit it off at certain points these last few days.

JOYO_FLIRTY: In fact, I was feeling pretty strong about us.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not about telling someone what to do.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want it to be your decision.

Stick with Geri

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I think you should stick with Geri.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Sounds like you two have some unfinished business.

JOYO_SERIOUS: It does feel like that sometimes.

JOYO_SERIOUS: A bit of me isn’t sure if she’ll stick though.

JOYO_SURPRISED: I was actually expecting you to say I should twist with you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’ve definitely hit it off at certain points these last few days.

JOYO_FLIRTY: In fact, I was feeling pretty optimistic about us.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not about telling someone what to do.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We’ve definitely explored a connection.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But, I’m not gonna sit here and ask you to twist.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: That’s the risk you have to take unfortunately.

JOYO_SERIOUS: I just keep thinking back to me and Geri before Casa.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Trying to figure out if we had something special.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Or if we were both just giddy to be on Love Island.

JOYO_IDLE: I do think you and her are completely different.

PLAYER_IDLE: In what way?

JOYO_HAPPY: You’re life and soul of a party vibes.

JOYO_HAPPY: Always making plans and going out. A lust for life kind of girl.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Is Geri the opposite?

JOYO_HAPPY: I wouldn’t say the opposite. She lives in Rome and I think she loves to party.

JOYO_HAPPY: But, I get the sense you’re at different points in your lives.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’re looking for life’s next adventure, maybe?

JOYO_IDLE: She’s still exploring herself and trying to figure out what she wants in life.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You have it a bit more figured out, I’d say.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’ve always struck me as a really ambitious and work focused person.

JOYO_HAPPY: Which is something I find really attractive.

JOYO_IDLE: I think Geri is maybe more focused on going out and partying.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which I also think is fine.

JOYO_SERIOUS: I think you’re quite a structured person. You clearly love the gym.

JOYO_HAPPY: You work hard and are pretty focused.

JOYO_IDLE: I think Geri is maybe more focused on going out and partying.

JOYO_FLIRTY: A little less structure in her life.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which is fine, obviously.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think you’re quite a free soul who likes taking life as it comes.

JOYO_HAPPY: It’s one of the things that drew me to you initially.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I think Geri knows what she likes and is a bit more set in her ways.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: She’s not stubborn, but I think she’s more a creature of habit than you.

JOYO_HAPPY: You have a few similarities as well, but mainly you’re pretty different.

JOYO_IDLE: In your own ways.

JOYO_FLIRTY: The only question is, which one of you is a better match for me?

You’re looking at the better match

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you’re looking at the best match. Moi.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Oh yeah? What makes you so sure?

We have a future together

PLAYER_IDLE: I genuinely think we have a future together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We can go all the way in here, and all the way on the outside too.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Steady on, we only met a few days ago.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Don’t get me wrong, I need someone who I see a future with.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I kind of like things to be fun and chill early on.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Feels too early for us to start looking into the future.

JOYO_IDLE: I kind of just want someone I can have fun with for now.

JOYO_HAPPY: At least initially. That’s what’s most important for me.

JOYO_IDLE: Talk of the future happens way further down the line for me.

JOYO_HAPPY: Don’t want to jump into something really serious from the offset.

We’re soulmates

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You want the real answer?

JOYO_HAPPY: Of course. You can always be honest with me.

You lean forward and whisper in his ear.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we might be soulmates.

Joyo nods, a little uncomfortable.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely here to find that.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I respect and admire how open you are.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I need to spend proper time with someone before even considering that.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want someone I can have fun with. Where we excite each other every day.

JOYO_HAPPY: At least initially. That’s all that matters to me.

JOYO_HAPPY: I don’t want to jump into something really serious from the offset.

We have fun with each other

PLAYER_HAPPY: Look, we haven’t known each other as long as you and Geri have.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So we’re still figuring each other out in many ways.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I do know that we have such a great time when we are together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Laughing, joking, just generally having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I do love that about us.

JOYO_HAPPY: Always feels effortless, kind of like we’ve known each other a while.

JOYO_HAPPY: This may put you off, but I actually wanna let you know.

JOYO_HAPPY: For me, at the start of a relationship, it’s all just about having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want us to excite each other everyday and have adventures.

JOYO_HAPPY: The more serious stuff has to come second for me.

JOYO_IDLE: If we can’t just have fun with each other, there’s no future.

He sits back and looks at you with a smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I really feel like me and you have a lot of fun together.

There’s sexual tension between us

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me and you have chemistry, Joyo. Simple as that.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can sit here and pretend you wanna stay loyal to Geri.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And make out like you’re conflicted.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: But you’d be ignoring your innermost urges.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which are?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me and you in a bed back in the main villa.

Joyo nods at you, impressed.

JOYO_HAPPY: This may put you off, or maybe not, but I actually want to let you know.

JOYO_HAPPY: For me, at the start of a relationship, it’s all just about having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want us to excite each other everyday and have adventures.

JOYO_HAPPY: The more serious stuff has to come second for me.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’d rather just stay up late having fun under the sheets.

He sits back and looks at you with a smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I can really see me and you staying up having fun.

Geri is wrong for you

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’ll just be real with you.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I don’t know if what me and you have is made to last.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: How could I? We’re still figuring each other out.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: But what I do know is, we have a better connection than you and Geri.

PLAYER_IDLE: If you choose to stick with her, it definitely won’t last.

JOYO_SURPRISED: Wow. You really tell it like it is.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If you twist with me, you’re giving something that has more potential a chance.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I won’t even skate around it, you’re probably right.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I don’t know if what me and Geri have is meant to last.

It’s probably Geri

PLAYER_IDLE: Geri is definitely the better match for you.

PLAYER_IDLE: You should stay loyal and stick with her.

JOYO_IDLE: Maybe I will.

JOYO_HAPPY: I better start making my mind up. It’s nearly decision time.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll shoot off, let you make your mind up in peace.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I was actually wondering...

JOYO_FLIRTY: You wouldn’t want to stick around for a bit longer would you?

PLAYER_IDLE: You want to chat more?

JOYO_FLIRTY: This whole day has been so serious. So deep.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I kind of want someone to make some silly jokes and have a laugh with.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Kick back and enjoy our final bit in Casa Amor?

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon you’re the perfect person for the job.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Wanna kick back with me and chat a bit longer?

*Let’s stay and chat longer

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’d love to stay a little bit longer. Let’s do it.

I’m gonna get going

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’ll get going. No need to stay for longer.

JOYO_IDLE: Are you sure?

JOYO_FLIRTY: You were just saying me and you are a better match than me and Geri.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I wanna see that in action.

JOYO_HAPPY: What does it look like when {0} and Joyo just chill out on the Loungers?

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s what we’ve just been doing.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know, but we’ve been talking about Stick or Twist and Geri and all that noise.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know you think I’m a better match with Geri.

JOYO_FLIRTY: But I’m less convinced.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon if me and you just chilled out together for five minutes.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Not talking about Stick or Twist or Geri or any of that noise.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon we’d be a force to be reckoned with.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I just wanna forget about all that and have some fun together.

JOYO_FLIRTY: After all, this could be our last Casa chat.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Let’s make it a memorable one.

JOYO_IDLE: What do you say, wanna stay and chat a little longer?

*Let’s have one final Casa chat

PLAYER_HAPPY: Alright, you’ve convinced me.

JOYO_IDLE: I’m glad you said that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course, no better way to spend my time here.

JOYO_FLIRTY: If we were back home, I feel like you’d already be in love with me by now.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow... Just wow.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, it’s justified. There’s something you don’t know about me.

JOYO_FLIRTY: My dates in Cornwall are the stuff of legend.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’ve never not been asked on a second date.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow. I’m pretty sure you’ve mentioned your first dates to me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You like to go scuba diving right?

Joyo lets out a laugh.

JOYO_HAPPY: Scuba diving is the first act. The appetiser. It’s a lot bigger than that.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Maybe I didn’t think you were ready to hear the full description earlier.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow. What happens after scuba diving then?

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’d be sitting at a gourmet beach bar, staring at a sunset.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Your hair has that ocean feel to it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Soft breeze comes over the waves so I put my jacket around your shoulders.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Waiter comes over with a bottle of 2004 Châteaunerf du pape.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I tip him handsomely and pay the bill.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I walk you home as the lamposts come on.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Stop outside your door and ask if I can come in for a cup of tea.

Joyo shoots you a smouldering grin.

And what happens when you come in?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ohh, very nice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: So, what happens if I let you in for a cup of tea?

JOYO_FLIRTY: That all depends on what shirt I’m wearing.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Please explain.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, if I’m wearing one of my cheaper ones I’d let you tear it off.

JOYO_HAPPY: But if it was my fancier ones. Unbuttoned and folded.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Very sexy.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Seriously though. It’s not about what happens if I come back.

JOYO_HAPPY: I’m happy to just watch a film or cuddle or something.

JOYO_HAPPY: Whatever we get up to, it’d be fun. That’s a promise.

What’s the second date look like?

PLAYER_HAPPY: You paint quite a picture. What’s the second date like?

JOYO_HAPPY: First date shows you my general vibe. Second date is about the details.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’d invite you to mine for a home cooked meal.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I would cook something that needs a bit of oven time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’d be surprised what I can do in the 35 minutes it takes a beef wellington to bake.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You’ve really got it planned out, haven’t you?

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something like that.

It wouldn’t work on me

PLAYER_IDLE: Well, it wouldn’t work on me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Sounds like a pretty crappy date.

JOYO_HAPPY: You know what, {0}, that’s partly why I like you.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’d want something else, something better.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Now you’re talking.

JOYO_HAPPY: I guess for a girl like you I’d have to go off script a bit.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Pull out all the stops.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think of all the girls here, you’d be the hardest to woo on a first date.

PLAYER_IDLE: How come?

JOYO_HAPPY: I just get the impression you’re quite hard to please.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Takes more than a few one liners and a nice shirt to get you on side.

JOYO_FLIRTY: It’s fine by me though.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I like a challenge.

Flirt with Joyo

You look at his mouth seductively.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The real challenge is not kissing those lips of yours right now.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Once these urges appear there’s really very little you can do.

JOYO_FLIRTY: The best option is to just give in to them.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you have any urges right now?

Joyo looks you up and down with a glint in his eye.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Struggling to count them all.

Tell him to work harder

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A nice shirt and a few one liners will not cut it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You need to start working a lot harder if you want a chance with me.

JOYO_HAPPY: Point taken and challenge accepted.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’re kind of unlike anyone I’ve ever met before so I’m still finding my feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well, you better hurry up before this ship sails.

Ask him about Stick or Twist

PLAYER_IDLE: So, have you given much more thought to Stick or Twist?

Joyo sits back and takes a deep breath.

JOYO_IDLE: I dunno. Kind of want to forget about all that for a bit.

JOYO_IDLE: I’m honestly still deciding and I don’t wanna say one thing and do another.

JOYO_IDLE: If you’re genuinely stressed though, I will say one thing.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think you’ll be fine tonight.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You will be picked. I’m sure of it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Just take it easy and relax.

Joyo smiles.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I always end a date with a kiss on the cheek, by the way.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I think it’s the classiest way.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something to remember me by.

Joyo edges closer to you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: And I know this isn’t a first date, but...

JOYO_FLIRTY: Can I give you a kiss on the cheek to thank you for being the Casa worldie?

Kiss him on the lips

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A kiss on the cheek sounds a bit forgetful.

You place your hand behind his head confidently.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A kiss on the lips though... that’s more like it.

You lean forward and your lips lock in a passionate and exciting snog.

You feel the tenderness of his lips and the firmness of his jaw as you get lost in the intimate moment.

You slowly lean back and Joyo looks at you with a sexy grin.

Let him kiss your cheek

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just a little one. Don’t want you getting the wrong idea.

Joyo plants a playful smooch on your cheek before leaning back with a smile.

Tell him he’s not earned a kiss

PLAYER_IDLE: You have absolutely not earned a kiss on the cheek.

JOYO_SAD: I thought you might say that.

JOYO_IDLE: My head has been a bit all over the place tonight.

PLAYER_IDLE: Well your head certainly won’t be coming any closer to mine.

Joyo chuckles and nods along.

JOYO_HAPPY: I love it. Ok. I understand.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’ve defo made Casa unforgettable for me, so thank you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: And also thanks for staying a bit longer. This was a fun chat.

JOYO_HAPPY: I love it when I can just talk about silly things.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think my love language is taking it easy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I better get going.

JOYO_HAPPY: Lovely chatting, {0}. As always.

JOYO_HAPPY: See you at the firepit.

JOYO_HAPPY: And maybe back in the main villa.

He gives you a cheeky wink as you walk off.

I’m gonna get going

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I’m fine.

JOYO_HAPPY: That’s cool, don’t worry about it.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’ll be heading off then.

&bedroom: Rafael

You enter the bedroom to find Rafael packing up his suitcase.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Hey, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: How’s packing going?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Just making sure I don’t leave something important here by accident.

Don’t forget to bring me back then

PLAYER_FLIRTY: In that case, don’t forget to bring me back with you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The most important thing of all.

Rafael’s face lights up with a beaming smile.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I don’t know if there’s space for you in my suitcase.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m pretty flexible. I might surprise you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You surprise me everyday.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: There’s less claustrophobic ways of bringing you back to the main villa.

After a cute moment looking into your eyes, Rafael sees a pair of socks lying on the floor and picks them up.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Wow. Nearly forgot them. Nightmare.

Are you sad to leave Casa Amor?

PLAYER_IDLE: Are you sad to be leaving Casa Amor?

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I’m not sure how I feel.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came here I just wanted to stand strong for Daphne.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But, I’d be lying if I said my head hasn’t been a little bit turned by someone.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Who’s the someone?

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You're the most intelligent person here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And if you haven’t, it won’t be long until you find out.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Looking forward to it.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’d be lying if I said I’m not a bit nervous to see Daphne again though.

RAFAEL_SERIOUS: I’m quite looking forward to seeing Daphne again actually.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’m not sure what she’s gotten up to over there.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Maybe she’s been super loyal, out on the daybeds the whole time.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Or maybe she’s someone’s girlfriend by now. I don’t know.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I know I won’t regret anything I’ve done in Casa. Ever.

RAFAEL_SAD: But I hope no one’s feelings are too hurt.

After a moment of thought, Rafel sees a pair of socks lying on the floor and picks them up.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Wow. Nearly forgot them. Nightmare.

I’ll help you pack

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll help you pack, make sure you don’t forget anything.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Appreciate it.

You hand him a few shirts which he puts into the suitcase messily.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Guessing you're not the neatest person in the world?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m defo not too tidy.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: My biggest flaw as a human being is I’d rather buy a new shirt than iron my old one.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Ironing things is just not something I’ve come to terms with as an adult.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: My shirts often look a bit creased but I think that’s part of my appeal.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The creased appeal.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Exactly. And who are we to say it’s not working?

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I certainly caught <i>your</i> eye. Just a bit.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Don’t know if the creased shirts have anything to do with that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But whatever.

Next you hand him a pair of socks.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think these are yours.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Are you serious?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What?

RAFAEL_IDLE: These aren’t any old pair of socks.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I should actually put these on tonight. They’re my lucky pair!

PLAYER_HAPPY: You have a lucky pair of socks?

Rafael looks a little embarrassed.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: No… Maybe…

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I was wearing them in my final uni exams.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: And when I got accepted on Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Are you going to wear them tonight, then?

RAFAEL_IDLE: I feel like tonight isn’t about luck actually.

RAFAEL_IDLE: It’s about making a decision and standing by it.

He stuffs the socks into his suitcase before turning to you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You don’t need luck if you just follow your heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Casa has been really challenging, but also great fun.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve loved getting to know you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Everytime I learn something new about you, I like you even more.

PLAYER_IDLE: What have you learnt about me then?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you turn every head in every room you walk into.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that your love language is touch.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you love having deep chats.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you’re looking for a partner who’s a best friend.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You’re the only girl in here to properly experience a bedtime boy time event.

PLAYER_HAPPY: How could I forget?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: So I’ve learnt you can hang with the lads. Which is crucial.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that everytime I see you, you seem more beautiful than the last.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: And I think I’ve learnt that, whoever twists with you tonight.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Which I’m more than confident will happen.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: They’ll be one of the luckiest guys in the history of Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Very sweet.

He kneels down on top of his suitcase and zips it up with a grunt before sitting down next to you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: What have you learned about me?

You can do better than Daphne

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that you can do better than Daphne.

Rafael pulls a bit of a face.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I dunno if that’s fair.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Whatever me and her become after Casa, I had some good times with her.

RAFAEL_IDLE: But I certainly don’t think I could <i>do better</i>.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’d be lucky to call her my girl.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Sorry, I just don’t like hearing her get bad mouthed.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I reckon if you met her, you’d maybe even get on.

You’re a sweet and lovely guy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that you’re a very sweet and lovely guy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The kind of guy you’d bring home to meet the parents.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I won’t lie, I’ve had a few partners and their parents have all loved me.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: One of my exes' dad still wishes me Happy Birthday on the socials.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Called it.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m glad you think I’m a nice guy. I’m just being myself in here.

You’re like a little brother

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you’re kind of like a little brother.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: An annoying little brother or a cute little brother?

PLAYER_IDLE: Erm, just a little brother. I dunno.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Well, I guess there’s worse things out there than a little brother.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ll take it.

You’re steaming hot

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you are properly hot. That’s what I’ve learnt.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The looks, the body. You kind of have it all.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Wow, I didn't expect that.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining though.

He looks at you with his gorgeously sexy eyes.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Oh gosh, I nearly forgot.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What?

He leans down the side of his bed and pulls his phone charger out of the wall.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Wouldn’t wanna forget that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Crisis averted.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I know right. Can’t be running out of juice right before Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Something tells me it’s gonna be a draining night.

RAFAEL_SERIOUS: I have to ask by the way, what do you want to happen tonight?

RAFAEL_IDLE: Obviously, you want to go back to the main villa.

RAFAEL_IDLE: But who do you want to take you there?

I want you to twist with me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I want <i>you</i> to take me back to the main villa.

Rafael looks at you tenderly.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I was kind of hoping you’d say that. But also scared you would.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Why scared?

RAFAEL_IDLE: I feel like no matter what I do tonight, someone is gonna get hurt.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Why should it be Daphne getting hurt over you?

I’m better for you than Daphne is

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m clearly better for you than Daphne is.

PLAYER_IDLE: Of the two options, I’m the one that makes sense.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Hmm. Interesting.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I don’t quite know what to think just yet.

It’s not that deep

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t think this is all as deep as you’re making out, Rafael.

PLAYER_IDLE: Daphne is a grown woman, and she’s not known you that long.

PLAYER_IDLE: If she’s hurt, she’ll be over it soon.

RAFAEL_IDLE: You think I’m being too dramatic about it all?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Way too dramatic. You’re on Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Follow your heart and accept the consequences.

Rafael stews on your words for a moment.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You’re right. I’m in my head too much.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I should be focusing on having fun.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think it’s great you’re looking out for everyone.

PLAYER_IDLE: But we’re all adults here. Don’t be afraid to step on some toes.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You have a way of making things seem simple.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I need someone in my life who tells it like it is.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here I am.

I don’t care that much

PLAYER_IDLE: I won’t lie to you Rafael, I don’t really care either way.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I certainly didn’t come over here to justify why you should twist with me.

PLAYER_IDLE: If I go, I go. If I stay, I stay.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I respect that.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I need to start thinking like you.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’m taking everything so seriously in here.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Loosen up. Enjoy your last night in Casa Amor.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: That’s easy when you’re around

I’m the right person at the right time

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Because, sometimes the right person comes at the right time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And when that happens, you’re a fool if you ignore it.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I didn’t expect you to say that.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I don’t think I’ve seen this romantic side before.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, it’s there. Just waiting for the right guy to come along.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And maybe he finally has.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m sure tonight will be fine.

I want someone else to twist with me

PLAYER_IDLE: I want someone else to twist with me.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I hope they do so we can continue our chats in the main villa.

Rafael leans towards you with a whisper.

RAFAEL_IDLE: You’ll be fine tonight.

PLAYER_HAPPY: For now, I better get going.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I was gonna say, you should stay a little longer.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: We can chat a bit more.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Feels like we’ve become a bit of an unofficial thing in here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I want to thank you properly. In my own way.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Feels like we’ve become good friends in here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I want to thank you properly. In my own way.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Plus, I’m afraid now that I've found this charger, there’s other things I’m forgetting.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Shall we stay and chat for a bit longer, {0}?

*Let’s keep this chat going

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I’ll stay.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Any opportunity to spend more time with you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You’re gonna make me blush.

I think I’ll head off

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I better head off.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Places to be and things to do before Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m sure there’s a million things you could be doing right now.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: But are you seriously gonna look me in the eyes…

Rafael pulls a puppy dog face.

RAFAEL_SAD: And tell me you’d rather do those things than chat with me?

RAFAEL_SAD: On our last night in Casa Amor?

*Fine, I’ll stay and chat more

PLAYER_HAPPY: How can I say no to that face? I’ll stay.

Rafael stands on the bed and lifts up his arms in celebration.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Happy days.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Didn’t wanna make it too obvious but I really like chatting with you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You kept it nice and subtle. Well done.

That’s exactly what I’m gonna do

PLAYER_IDLE: You just hit the nail on the head.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s exactly what I’m gonna do.

Rafael drops the puppy dog eyes and lets out a giggle.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: That’s fine, I’m only messing.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I better pack properly anyway.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’ve been low key looking forward to Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Not because of all the drama and stuff.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But because I wanna see what outfit you go with.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You always look stunning as it is.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And I know you’re gonna go with something extra hot tonight.

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess you’ll have to wait and see.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve always been speechless whenever I’ve seen you in a new outfit.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And I’m sure tonight will be no different.

PLAYER_IDLE: Thanks, Rafael.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: It’s a very attractive trait.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You’re one of those girls who knows how to turn things up a few degrees.

Why don’t we turn it up a few degrees now?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s me. Guilty.

You look around at the quiet bedroom.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We could turn it up a few degrees right now?

Rafael leans towards you on the edge of the bed.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I like the sound of that.

You can turn the heat up yourself

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can turn it up a few degrees yourself.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve seen you do it.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: There’s a naughty side to me, for sure.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: A side only people I really trust get to see.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Do you think I should let that side out more often?

I like you just the way you are

PLAYER_HAPPY: I like you just the way you are, Rafael.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: It’s so nice to hear that.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You make me feel like who I am is enough.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I guess I’ve lacked that a bit recently.

Let your naughty side out more

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you could turn the heat up a little more often.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let naughty Rafael out of the cage a bit more.

Rafael looks around at the quiet bedroom.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I could turn it up a few degrees now, if you wanted?

Rafael leans towards you on the edge of the bed.

I’m feeling cold about Stick or Twist

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually not feeling too hot at the minute.

PLAYER_IDLE: The thought of Stick or Twist is kind of making me a bit nervy.

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’d rather just chat.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Of course, whatever you want.

RAFAEL_IDLE: This feeling kind of reminds me of when I had exams. Everything kind of comes down to one moment. And I’m just hoping we have the right answers.

PLAYER_IDLE: What answers do you have at the minute?

Rafael looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I think I know what I’m gonna do. And I think it’s the right thing to do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came in here, I set myself one rule.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Sounds cringe. But that’s what I’m gonna do tonight.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Just follow my heart.

Kiss him

You bring your hand to the side of his as you both look into each other's eyes for a still and longing moment.

Slowly he leans towards you as your lips touch and your eyes close.

At first he is almost shy, but soon you feel his hunger for you as his lips part and your tongues touch.

When he pulls away he looks at you with big soft eyes.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I think it’s a few degrees hotter in here now.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re welcome.

Give him a hug

You lean towards him and envelop him in your arms.

After a short moment you feel his toned arms wrapping around you in return.

As your head rests on his shoulder you can smell his cologne. You feel warm and at home in his arms.

When you finally pull away he looks at you with a big beaming smile.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Thanks for that.

PLAYER_IDLE: Anytime.

Tell him you just wanna talk

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually not feeling too hot at the minute.

PLAYER_IDLE: The thought of Stick or Twist is kind of making me a bit nervy. I think I’d rather just chat.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Of course, whatever you want. This feeling kind of reminds me of when I had exams. Everything kind of comes down to one moment.

PLAYER_IDLE: What answers do you have at the minute?

Rafael looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I think I know what I’m gonna do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: And I think it’s the right thing to do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came in here, I set myself one rule.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Sounds cringe. But that’s what I’m gonna do tonight.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Right, I’ve gotta go grab some things from outside.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Feel like I’ve left my towel but I can’t remember where. And I have a feeling that Alex has stolen my comb.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No worries, see ya round, Rafael.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Bye, {0}!

You arrive by the daybeds to find all the girls deep in conversation.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Oh hey, {0}. Come join us.

PLAYER_IDLE: What are we all talking about?

BONNIE_HAPPY: We’re just discussing all our chats with the guys.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I think we’ve all spoken to the boys individually.

UMA_FLIRTY: Yeah, I had some good one-on-ones.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Actually feeling like I’ll be picked, which is nice.

Bonnie looks at you with a smile.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m not sure if there’s a romantic future with one of the boys…

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Kind of have my eyes on someone else.

BONNIE_HAPPY: But the goal right now is just securing a place in the main villa.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’m not sensing any friend zones from my side. All of my chats with the guys were amazing. Hot, hot, hot. Not a case of if I’m picked, but who picks me.

UMA_IDLE: Go on, who was giving you the most sauce?

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Oh my gosh, {0} was cracking me up so much. That boy is joooookes.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I feel like he’s been showing me less attention recently on purpose. Elastic band theory. Push me away so I come springing back. I don’t mind playing his little games if that’s the way he likes it. I’ll be springing back into his main villa bed tonight.

Summer looks at you full of confidence.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Don’t worry girls, I’ll wave you goodnight from his bed.

*Give Summer some first class sass

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Elastic band theory sounds like a load of hot air, hun.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s the kind of thing ‘pick me’ girls come up with when they’re not being picked.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: No it isn’t!

PLAYER_HAPPY: If you wanna believe it, I won’t stop you.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: It’s defo a real thing. You just wouldn’t understand it.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: No, I understand it just fine.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I‘ll be honest, Summer. I have to agree with {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It doesn’t make sense that he’d push you away. Especially right before Stick or Twist. Surely he’d be doing the opposite?

Summer has a think about it for a few moments.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Whatever. I know what his intentions are.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Sure you do.

You glance out across the pool to see {0} looking at you. He smiles to himself. Enjoying your banter with Summer.

Ignore Summer

UMA_HAPPY: Well, I’m glad you’ve figured him out, Summer.

SUMMER_HAPPY: He’s so easy to read.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I know exactly what he wants.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of a phone pinging!

UMA_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

The boys gather around as Uma reads out the text.

LITEXT: Islanders, Stick or Twist will be taking place by the firepit shortly. {0}DontBeLate {1}TwistsAndTurns

UMA_SURPRISED: Ahhhh.

BRYSON_HAPPY: It’s really happening? Wow.

JOYO_HAPPY: Of course it’s really happening. It’s not a conspiracy theory, man.

BRYSON_SURPRISED: It just feels too soon. I’m shook.

ALEX_IDLE: Come on guys, let’s go get ready and have a quick debrief.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Can one of you guys iron my shirt for me?

ALEX_HAPPY: I will, buddy.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: See ya, girls.

The guys head to the bedrooms in a hot dash, leaving you and the girls alone.

SUMMER_IDLE: Ok, we also need a debrief. But more importantly...

UMA_FLIRTY: Stick or Twist outfits!

BONNIE_SERIOUS: Yes! This is the most important look yet.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s go pick out our looks, girls.

You and the rest of the girls hurry off to the dressing room.

The girls are fizzing with excitement as you begin sifting through the clothes rail looking for the perfect outfit.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: This is probably the biggest outfit choice we’ll have to make this summer.

BONNIE_IDLE: I know, there is a lot riding on this.

UMA_FLIRTY: We need a look that says… Pick me, you know you want to.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Exactly that. That sentence, in a dress.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Does everyone know what they’re wearing?

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m gonna wear something that walks the line between over the top and classy.

BONNIE_IDLE: Don’t forget, if we are chosen, we’ll have the main villa girls to meet.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Need to show them I’m a boss lady not to be messed with.

UMA_EMBARRASSED: You’re so right, Bon-bon. I forgot about the main villa girls.

UMA_SURPRISED: Do you reckon they’ll be aggy with us?

Maybe a bit

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Maybe a little bit.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I don’t think anyone is gonna be too happy if you come back with their boy.

Not at all

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I can’t see them being that aggy, Uma. We’re on Love Island, they know the score.

I guess we’ll find out

PLAYER_HAPPY: The only way to find out is by being chosen tonight.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’d defo get a bit aggy if I was them, and I’m normally pretty chill.

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s cross that bridge when we come to it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: For now, all I want to do is to look at these outfits.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: You look stunning, {0}!

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Yeah, that’s no joke.

UMA_FLIRTY: That’s defo the look, but what about adding some nice jewellery or something?

I’ll see what I can add

PLAYER_HAPPY: I suppose looking for a nice accessory won’t hurt.

I think it’s perfect as it is

PLAYER_HAPPY: There comes a point in every outfit where you have to stop adding to it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think it’s perfect just the way it is.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I think you’re right.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How about this, guys?

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Woahhh, you look stunning!

SUMMER_FLIRTY: That is no joke, girl. You look unreal right now.

UMA_HAPPY: Honestly, if you don’t wear that, I will.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Are you gonna wear that tonight, {0}?

*TRYOUTFIT*This is my look

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna go with this. It is speaking to me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: It’s more than speaking to me. It’s whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Whispering? More like singing. It’s so gorgeous, gal.

UMA_HAPPY: Won’t pretend I’m not a little jealous. I love it.

I’ll see what else there is

PLAYER_IDLE: I might have another look in the wardrobe.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: You’re an optimist thinking you’ll find anything better than that.

SUMMER_HAPPY: But you can’t stop a girl from trying.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Yeah, see what else you can find.

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I think I’ll just wear this.

UMA_IDLE: You look great... but this is Stick or Twist.

UMA_IDLE: You only get one shot at being picked and if you don’t...

UMA_IDLE: It’s the end of your time in the villa.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Why not have one last look in the wardrobe?

BONNIE_HAPPY: You don’t want to leave here with any regrets.

BONNIE_IDLE: Why don’t you try on that fire outfit again?

I’ll try that outfit again

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll try on that outfit one more time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It does look good doesn’t it?

UMA_FLIRTY: It looks better than good, I don’t feel worthy of looking you in the eyes.

BONNIE_HAPPY: It really is something special, {0}.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Are you gonna wear it?

*TRYOUTFIT*I’ll wear this

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna go with this. It is speaking to me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: It’s more than speaking to me. It’s whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Whispering? More like singing. It’s so gorgeous, gal.

UMA_HAPPY: Won’t pretend I’m not a little jealous. I love it.

I’ll wear something else

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll see what else there is.

I’ll have another look in the wardrobe

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll see what else there is.

I’m happy wearing this

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m fine with this.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I think it looks great.

UMA_HAPPY: You always pick stunning outfits, but this one is next level. You look insatiable right now. It’s a proper head turning look.

Uma looks up and down at your outfit.

UMA_IDLE: You do you.

UMA_HAPPY: Now {0} is sorted, let’s find our outfits.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Wooooh! I like this.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Yeah, this is a bit of me.

UMA_FLIRTY: Main villa, here we come. If any of those boys don’t pick us. They. Are. Fools.

PLAYER_IDLE: Who do you think is gonna pick you, Uma?

UMA_HAPPY: I don’t know, but I’m confident. Especially now that I'm all dressed up. We’ve spent enough time with these guys to know they have working eyes. I’m getting back to that main villa tonight. No questions.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Me too, babe.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I can already hear {0} calling out my name around that firepit.

PLAYER_IDLE: What about you, Bonnie?

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m feeling good, I can’t lie.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: We’re defo getting back to that main villa together, {0}.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: We’re both gonna smash it. I’ve had some good chats today and I feel like all the guys are open to twisting.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I feel like I might get back to the villa after all. You must be pretty confident too, {0}.

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, I feel like all the guys have a soft spot for you.

SUMMER_IDLE: Do they?

UMA_HAPPY: Duhh, of course they do.

UMA_FLIRTY: I think any one of them could pick you tonight.

UMA_FLIRTY: But which guy do you actually want to pick you?

I want Alex to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Alex picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The sexy carpenter vibes have really pulled me in.

I want Bryson to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Bryson picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s got some smooth lines, and he isn’t bad to look at either.

I want Joyo to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Joyo picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: There’s defo some layers to him, and I wouldn’t mind exploring them.

I want Rafael to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Rafael picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s a real sweetie. How could I not be interested in him?

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, he is proper cute.

PLAYER_IDLE: Out of all the guys, I think me and {0} have the most potential together.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Aww, good luck. I’ve seen him looking at you.

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, he defo has a thing for you.

BONNIE_IDLE: Let’s just hope he’s not too hung up on {0}.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Or too hung up on one of us other Casa girls.

Summer looks at you with a smile.

UMA_HAPPY: Shall we get out there then, girls?

PLAYER_IDLE: No point standing around in here. Let’s go!

You and the girls head off to the firepit.

As you and the girls are making your way through the garden, {0} appears.

{0}_IDLE: Hey, girls. You all look beautiful.

He does a double take as he notices your glamorous outfit.

{0}_IDLE: Better than beautiful.

SUMMER_IDLE: We know, we know. What do you want?

{0}_IDLE: I actually came over to pull Bonnie for a quick chat.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Before Stick or Twist.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: Fine by me.

You watch Bonnie and {0} whispering together as you head off to the firepit.

UMA_SURPRISED: Wonder what that was about?

SUMMER_IDLE: No idea.

UMA_IDLE: I’m sure they’ll join us soon, come on, girls.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Bryson, Joyo and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Joyo and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Bryson and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Bryson and Joyo.

{0}_SURPRISED: Wow, everyone looks great.

{0}_FLIRTY: Cheers, man.

{0}_HAPPY: I was talking about the girls to be honest.

{0}_FLIRTY: Where’s Bonnie and {1}?

PLAYER_IDLE: He pulled her for a chat on her way over.

The boys look at each other.

{0}_IDLE: Game on.

After a short silence, Bonnie and {0} finally approach the firepit and take their positions.

PLAYER_IDLE: All good?

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I’ll explain afterwards.

The sound of a text echoes around the firepit.

{0}_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with one of the Casa Amor girls?

{0} takes a step forward and looks out at the Casa girls with a bashful smile.

{0}_HAPPY: I just wanna start by saying… Thanks to all of you for making these past few days absolutely iconic. I love every one of you, and I wish you could all come back to the main villa.

SUMMER_SAD: Aww.

{0}_IDLE: But, ultimately. I had to make a decision.

{0}_SERIOUS: And I’ve made my decision based purely on my attraction to this girl.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ve found myself thinking about her more and more each day.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: To the point where I feel like if I don’t do this, I’ll regret it. So, I’ve decided to...

{0}_FLIRTY: Twist with Uma!

Uma jumps into {0}’s arms as the two share a brief kiss.

UMA_HAPPY: Yass! Aww, that was so sweet, {0}.

LITEXT: Uma and {0}, you are now coupled up. Please make your way to the front door where a car is waiting to take you to the main villa.

UMA_SURPRISED: Oh my gosh, my girlies. Good luck.

Uma blows you all a kiss as she and {0} walk over to the entrance hand in hand.

Congratulate them

PLAYER_HAPPY: Congrats you two. Well deserved.

UMA_HAPPY: Thanks so much, {0}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Sure we’ll see you soon!

Stay quiet

You stay quiet, your mind on the other boys’ decisions.

{0}_HAPPY: Good luck, everyone.

Uma and {0} make their way to the front of the villa.

The firepit falls into a tense silence once again.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And then there were...

He quickly counts everyone.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Six.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Well counted.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’ve got a text!

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with one of the Casa Amor girls?

{0} stands and takes a step forward, a nervous energy rising amongst everyone.

{0}_IDLE: It’s no secret me and {1} weren’t exactly tying the knot before Casa. But I definitely felt there was still a lot we had left to explore.

Bonnie turns to you anxiously, her hand touches yours in a fleeting supportive gesture.

{0}_IDLE: Regardless, I feel like I’ve come to Casa Amor with an open mind. And I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you all.

{0}_HAPPY: Every one of you is gorgeous and hilarious and intelligent.

{0}_IDLE: So, this hasn’t been easy. But I had to go with my heart.

{0}_FLIRTY: A few minutes after meeting this girl, I felt like I’d known her for ages. She’s as cool as they come, and she’s up for fighting for the things she believes in. So, I guess we have that in common. I’ve decided to twist with…

{0}_HAPPY: Bonnie!

Bonnie gives {0} a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Feel like I’ve known you ages too, {0}.

LITEXT: Bonnie and {0}, you are now coupled up. Please make your way to the front of the villa.

Bonnie turns to face you.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I’ll see you in the main villa, {0}.

I’ll be there in five

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Yep, I’ll see you in there.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Great, good luck.

I’ll be going home

PLAYER_SAD: I dunno if you will. Feel like my time is up.

BONNIE_HAPPY: No way are you going home, {0}. I’ll save you a seat in the car.

Summer nudges you.

SUMMER_IDLE: She’s right. You’ll be fine, babe. You’re everyone’s favourite.

Keep your bed warm for me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Keep your bed warm for me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I will. See you in there.

Bonnie gives you a smile as she and {0} walk off to the entrance, arm in arm.

{0}_SURPRISED: That’s me.

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with Summer or {2}?

{0} takes a step forward.

{0}_IDLE: I don’t know what I expected when I touched down in Casa Amor.

{0}_HAPPY: But, these past few days have been some of the best I’ve had in a long time.

{0}_FLIRTY: And that’s all thanks to one person in particular.

{0}_HAPPY: So, I’m gonna spoil the tension a bit by saying I will be twisting.

Summer gasps.

{0}_IDLE: And the reason for that is, this girl has completely spun my head.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Despite the fact I came to Casa Amor feeling closed off. And although I feel awful for Daphne and I didn’t want to hurt her. I have to be honest and true to myself. Staying with Daphne would be the safe and easy option.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But meeting this girl has changed everything for me, which I didn’t see coming.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And there’s something indescribably special and unique about her. And I’d regret it forever if I didn’t give this connection a chance.

{0}_FLIRTY: I see a lot of potential between us.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s early days, but I’m excited to see where we might end up. So, the girl I’ve decided to twist back to the main villa with is…

Summer leans forward.

{0}_HAPPY: {1}!

Give {0} a kiss

You stride towards {0} and plant your lips on his.

For a moment you feel completely alone together, as your lips press against his.

His hands take your own and your fingers interlock.

As you pull away he looks at you wide eyed.

{0}_FLIRTY: Talk about making the right decision.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Just a little thank you, from me.

Give {0} a hug

You stride towards {0} and sink into his arms.

For a moment you feel completely alone together, as he gently squeezes you in his arms.

As you pull away he looks at you wide eyed.

{0}_FLIRTY: Easiest decision I’ve had to make here.

Punch the air in celebration

You jump up high and punch the air in celebration.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wooohooo! main villa here I come.

{0}_HAPPY: Thought you’d be happy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m over the moon.

{0}_HAPPY: Guess I made the right call then.

Wish Summer good luck

You turn to Summer.

PLAYER_IDLE: All the best, Summer.

PLAYER_SAD: I really hope you get through.

SUMMER_EMBARRASSED: Thanks, babe. Sure I will.

You give her a supportive thumbs up as you make your way over to a smiling {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: That was sweet wishing her good luck. I’m really glad I picked you.

You stand by the firepit with {0}, your fingers gently interlocking.

A text sounds.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s me.

LITEXT: Joyo, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with Geri or twist with Summer?

Joyo clears his throat. Readying himself for his speech.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: That’s me.

LITEXT: Rafael, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with Daphne or twist with Summer?

Rafael clears his throat. Readying himself for his speech.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Let’s just do it quickly so we can all head off together. Have a little carpool on the way to the main villa.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s how confident you are that I’ll pick you?

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Obviously.

Joyo rolls his eyes at Summer.

JOYO_HAPPY: Well… you’re not wrong. I’m twisting with Summer!

Summer jumps up and down before running over to Joyo and giving him a snog.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I had this whole big speech planned.

JOYO_HAPPY: And it was a bit ambiguous as to who I was gonna pick at first. To keep you on your toes.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: These heels have me on my toes as it is without your ambiguous speech. You can tell me all about it in bed tonight.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Shall we all head back then?

{0}_HAPPY: Let’s go.

You, {0}, Joyo and Summer head off to the waiting car outside.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Ermmm.

Rafael looks at Summer with a red face.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I’m actually gonna stick with Daphne.

Summer reads Rafael’s face, unsure if he’s joking.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: I’m not in the mood, Raf. Come on.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I feel like me and Daphne have something I can’t let go of.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Are you serious?

SUMMER_ANGRY: So, I’m the only one who didn’t get picked? This is a joke!

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I thought you were great. There just wasn’t a romantic spark for me.

SUMMER_ANGRY: This is an absolute...

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Urghhh! I’m off to find some boys with actual brain cells.

Before you can say anything, Summer storms away.

Rafael turns to you and {0} with a pained expression.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I feel so bad.

{0}_IDLE: Don’t feel bad, man. You did what’s right for you.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Didn’t feel nice though. Hope she forgives me.

{0}_IDLE: I’m sure she will. Let’s head off.

You, {0} and Rafael head off to the waiting car outside.

You approach the front doors of the iconic main villa. The other couples rush over to you excitedly.

BONNIE_HAPPY: {0}, you made it! I knew you would.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here I am.

UMA_HAPPY: And Summer! Full house, we’re all here.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Never doubted us for a second.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: The most gorgeous Casa girls on record.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Ladies, I want to introduce you to my new partner, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, nice to meet you all.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Likewise. You’re a very lucky man.

{0}_HAPPY: So, that means you and Summer then, Joyo?

Summer looks up at Joyo with a glint in her eyes.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

UMA_HAPPY: Is Summer on her way?

PLAYER_IDLE: She didn’t make it.

BONNIE_SURPRISED: What?

UMA_SURPRISED: For real?

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, {0} picked me and then Rafael wanted to stick.

UMA_SAD: Awww no. Poor Summer.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It all happened so quickly.

{0}_IDLE: You stuck with Daphne then, Raf?

RAFAEL_SAD: Yeah. I feel terrible, boys.

All the boys gather round Rafael and give him a hug.

{0}_IDLE: You’re a good geez, it was just a tough situation.

RAFAEL_SAD: Cheers, man. If Daphne’s twisted now, I’m gonna be heartbroken mate.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Can we go in? I wanna get this night over with.

UMA_IDLE: We got a text telling us to wait out here.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: They’re gonna call us in one by one to face the firepit.

{0} leans down and whispers in your ear.

{0}_FLIRTY: You’re gonna be fine. Just stick with me.

You all fall silent at the sound of a text.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s me.

LITEXT: {0} and {1}. Congratulations, you are now in a couple. Please enter the villa. {2}FaceTheMusic {3}HoneyI’mHome

{0}_HAPPY: How shall we do this, {1}?

Go in looking super loved up

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s just go in there and show how strong our connection is.No holding back.

{0}_FLIRTY: I suppose we are coupled up now.

You wrap your arms around {0} as you confidently strut into the main villa.

Hold hands but keep it classy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s go in there holding hands but try to keep it classy. Don’t wanna be too much in {0}’s face.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m with you on that.

{0} takes your hand as you begin the daunting walk into the main villa.

Keep it proper respectful

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s just keep this super PG. No point rubbing it in. We don’t wanna cause any drama.

{0}_IDLE: I’m with you on that.

You and {0} begin the daunting walk into the main villa.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Good luck you two! See you in there.

You confidently strut out onto the decking, arm in arm with {0}.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

You walk out onto the decking with your hand in {0}’s.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

You nervously walk out onto the decking with {0}.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

{0} stares at you both in shock.

{0}_IDLE: This is {1}, everyone.

{0}_SERIOUS: Hey, {1}. I’m {2}. I’m sure {1}’s told you nothing about me.

{0}_ANGRY: But there’s a lot you need to know about him.

{0} looks at you red faced.

NARRATOR: If that isn’t the most awkward thing I’ve ever seen in my life, I don’t know what is. Except for maybe that time I auditioned as a local town <i>crier</i>.I was in the interview sobbing for about ten minutes until they asked if I understood the job description properly. But, what does {0} want to reveal about {1}? And will it set alarm bells ringing for {0}? Find out next time.

[the-haunted-office]

It has taken a good long while but Aurora has finally calmed down enough to be able to assess her situation.

Sort of.

The best she’s been able to ascertain is that she’s been taken prisoner by some psychotic woman and is slowly going to die while in this red-shaded cell. That much she has acknowledged. The fact that she’s not physically here? That right now she is not in her body and is instead a soul without its body? And that her soul is what’s going to die? Not only die, but be slowly digested over a period of time? Those parts she’s having a bit more trouble processing on account of how absurd it all is.

“Call it absurd as much as you want - it’s still true,” the one called Nextday scoffs sourly while rolling her glowing yellow eyes. Aurora has learned that this one is the “downer” of the bunch, although she refers to herself as a realist.

“Young lady-”

“Excuse me? I’m not a child-”

“-I have seen a lot in my 58 odd years of life, but this is a bit on the extreme side.”

“Yeah, well, get used to it. I mean, you’re gonna die anyway, but you still should get used to it. There’s a lot more out there than you realize.”

Aurora sighs. It’s always arguing with this one. “I’m not saying that it’s not true, just that it’s difficult to accept.” She pauses, looking around, trying to block out the pitiful wailing of the souls around her who have been here longer and are therefore far more degraded than she is (not that she has really degraded by this point, but she can’t ignore that ever-present burn on every inch of her body, like a bad sunburn). “We’re going to get out of here somehow.”

“Whatever you say,” Nextday mumbles, turning away from her. Apparently she’s done talking for now, which is fine by Aurora, because hearing all her negativity is starting to bring her down too.

The older Narrator is quiet for a moment. Her thoughts turn to Mariella, Stanley, and Thursday. Even Cyrus, that old bastard. Mariella she’s almost certain is in the same situation; the others, she has no idea. Thursday vanished much earlier than the monstrous woman appeared, vanished without a trace. Just one minute there and gone the next. Stanley went out searching for him, and they hadn’t heard anything back from him in a couple of weeks. Cyrus, well... the two of them rarely communicate as it is. The attack happened so quickly, Aurora had no time to try to reach him. He isn’t here for her to ask, but neither is Mariella. Aurora is simply left to ponder all their fates.

It’s difficult to ponder with all the screaming going on around her, though. Not that she can blame the ones doing the screaming. They’re in horrible agony and their bodies are being eaten away by an unseen corrosive. Aurora fairly assumes she’ll be screaming too once she gets to that point.

One of the Jane Smiths is approaching her again. Aurora wants nothing to do with her, or any of them. There are dozens of others packed in with the rest of them, but they are mostly busy traversing their small confines, looking for their own escape. This one, however, keeps approaching her and trying to get on her good side. After what she did to her - or at least what someone who looks exactly like her did to her - like hell she’s going to engage in friendly chatter with her.

“Whatever you have to say, I don’t want to hear it,” the Narrator says in an effort to cut off whatever bullshit is about to be spewed in her direction.

“I just want to talk, get to know you, learn as much as I can about this situation so that I can try to help-” the woman starts and is cut off by a scoff from Aurora.

“You’ve done quite enough, thank you.”

“I told you, the one who consumed us is not me. I’m an alternate.”

“Right, I can see that,” says Aurora, gazing around at all the other Janes there. “I still don’t trust you nor do I want to talk to you.”

“But listen, something about this place has changed-”

“Yes, there are more of us.”

“No. It’s like the air feels... looser.”

“Looser.”

“Yes. You don’t feel it?”

“Actually, no, the only thing I feel is my skin burning.”

“No. Not that. There’s something different-”

“Do go away now. I’d rather listen to the screams than you.”

The Jane Smith presses her lips together and walks off, no doubt trying to find someone else to listen to her nonsense, leaving Aurora there to ponder.

[spider-manson]

I guess this is chapter 1 of twisted worlds. Everything you do today is kinda just gonna be preparing for the next page .

-My name is Mei I’m the protagonist, but I’m also gonna be the narrator of the story. Nice to meet you. Something kind of crazy happened. There was this black hole it started to twist and pull all of us in there was at least 10 of us going in there before we all faded in a black. I couldn’t see anything but I could hear people screaming buildings falling apart kids screaming people dying I could hear the roots cracking I couldn’t do anything, but float in air that I would be safe and hoping that my friends and families would be ok then bang there was this loud noise and bright light, and I was on the strange world five other kids we got strengthened on this planet with no way to get home and we don’t know what to do our worlds keep glitching out of each other and we end up on different planets every other day. We’re not sure what to do but we do know that there are a bunch of twisted roads out there and we don’t know if we’re gonna be safe or how to survive or how to even get food but this is the beginning as a long story I hope you can stay long enough to see how it ends.

Present day

Mei pov - how the fuck did we get here?! is everybody OK?! [Eyes blurry from the dust and sand in the air] I can’t see any of you.

Drew pov - what the hell is going on?! [ can’t see ] I’m scared I don’t know what’s happening!!

Ace pov - guys I think I see house everybody get in NOW!

Everybody gets in

Mei pov - are any of you guys hurt? I can heal you up.

Alan pov - [ in pain crying] my like I can’t move it Drew had to help me in.

Mei pov - [Uses powers to heal him]

Everybody shock

Iris pov - how the fuck did you do that?!

Mei pov - you guys still have powers?

Ace pov - NO!

Mei pov - well that’s pretty normal on my planet. Everybody has powers my mom and dad they were heroes. Some people don’t half powers some people can make stuff levitate. Some people can heal. Some people can use their powers to fight. My mom and dad could fight. My mom had healing powers too. They said that I might have more, but I’m not that powerful

[Flashback to the day she got her. powers]

Her parents pov - finally you got your powers. We were starting to worry you wouldn’t get them at all now. You can finally be as greatest as us. You have a beautiful gift Mei you better use it responsibly the world needs to because a hero the people need you . [Looking at her hands, and seeing her eyes glow the shade of. red]

Mei pov - ever since that day I can only use my powers for good and I will continue using it for good. The people need me and I’ll help you guys get back to your planets too. What a true hero would do.

This is all I got for now because I have to go to bed, but I hope you guys like it. I think POV means perspective right if not, then I will do my research on that. I hope all of you have a nice day next page of the story will be posted tomorrow if I remember 

I’m gonna give you a fact about each character at the end of the story this is Mei favorite song.

[percontaion-points]

Lost Boys chapters 35 & 36

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Chapter 35

Chapter Thirty-Five 

Graduation 

I still don’t know why Rose even fucking bothered. I would have toughed it out until Joe graduated high school, and then moved. 

Like it was literally only four months. 

Especially to go to the trouble to get Joe enrolled at a really fancy boarding school! The quality of education for the last four months cannot possibly be worth the headache. 

Also, there’s fucking two more books after this. I know that they’re married in the last one, but how can this series call itself “young adult” when she’s over 18 for most of it?

It’s bad enough when the MC is around 16 and she has sex. But this? Come on. Be so for real. This is a goddamned adult novel, and everybody knows it. 

“What? Oh, yeah. That was Lisa’s father. You know Lisa? She’s been in all our rehearsals, remember?”

Ah yes, Lisa. The girl who has not once been mentioned until right now. 

When we arrived at our room, Tiffany was bustling with clothes and face paints everywhere.

“Face paints”? Bitch, do you mean “make-up”?!

“Uh, it’s …” he mumbled incoherently, and then he shook his head lightly. “You’re never gonna believe this …”

Chapter 35 summary: And we’re back to more incoherent “I don’t want to be telling this stupid story, but I somehow still am”. Why did the author even bother to publish this anyway?

Joe glosses over how she recovered following the incident with Sky. Then she glosses over the last few weeks of school before they’d be finished. 

Then the story glosses over how Tiffany got them ready for a school-wide concert, and the concert itself. And I think that they performed for their own graduation, but the narration didn’t seem to give a shit about it. (Not like it gave a shit about ANY of this…)

Horace here to ask: why the fuck should I care about this when it’s painfully obvious the author doesn’t give a shit? It barely seems like this is the story she wanted to write in the first place. 

Chapter 36

“Why haven’t you signed your contract yet with Mr. Silver?”

 “You haven’t signed yet?” Seth chipped in, surprised. 

“No, he hasn’t!” I ratted him out. 

“What’s going on, man?” Josh and Seth asked together. 

Tristan pursed his lips and stared at the floor. “I’m just trying to be practical here, guys. We don’t know what will happen at the end of the year.”

I am once again highlighting the fact that they’ve done literally NOTHING to try and figure out how to save Tristan. They talked to literally two people, and decided to fucking give up. Read zero library books, talked to no other people, tried zero rituals… 

Miss Violet finally called us for a meeting in her home.

WHERE THE FUCK HAS SHE BEEN FOR LIKE 90% OF THIS GODDAMNED BOOK?!

We went to bed really early but I don’t think anybody got any sleep that night; the thought of what we were about to do the next day loomed eerily over all our heads.

Chapter 36 summary: At the end of their performance, Seth told them that the father of one of their classmates is some huge music producer (so well-known that Tiffany immediately knows who he is, even though she’s not in the music scene herself). So they start working on an album. 

However, Tristan puts off signing any agreements, and drags his feet about doing his recordings. Eventually, Joe lets the others know that Tristan hasn’t signed, which surprises the others. He tells them that he’s doing this because he knows he’s going to die again come January 1st. But in the end, the others convince him that he’s going to be on the album, regardless of what happens to him in January. 

Finally, Ms. Violet shows back up again, only in December. She promises to help them to renew the protection spell she’d given him right when he first became alive again; the spell has been hiding him from Vigil. However, the spell is going to require Vigil to be present, which Joe obviously protests. 

[viky2318]

this one is REALLY long. the longest chapter i've ever wrote, i think. but i'm too lazy to split it into more parts so HERE YOU GO.

Muffet woke up at the sound of voices murmuring next to her. They were young voices, probably children ones, one of them particularly joyful and the other one more quiet. "Look, look! She's up!" The cheerful voice exclaimed as she opened her eyes. She saw two small human looking ghosts, one of them with an orange-ish shade and the other one purple. Their facial traits were quite indistinct, but somehow their expressions were still understandable. "Brother, if you keep shouting like this you'll scare her out of her skin" the purple one scolded. Muffet sat up, looking at the two kids slightly confused. “Who are you?” she asked them, sounding still a bit sleepy. The purple ghost was about to say something, but the orange one spoke faster. “We’re humans! I’m Bravo and this is Percy. Mom told me to warn her when you wake up and to tell her if you had nightmares.” he explained. The purple kid, Percy apparently, rephrased his brother’s words in a more comprehensible way for her. “Raehel, our mother, asked us to keep an eye on you because there’s some sort of entity that she doesn’t get along with and that is trying to speak with you. She also asked us to warn her when you wake up, so she can send you where you have to go". The spider took a few seconds to understand who the child was talking about, but before she could ask anything else Bravo spoke again. "Mom said you're gonna fight that gray bad guy with Azzy! Is it true?" he asked. "That's… not what mom said" Percy added, looking at the brother with a brow raised.  "but that's practically the same thing!", "... No it's not? She said she's gonna meet them and then she didn't say anything about what will happen", "but they are the bad person that hurt Azzy, and mom said they're gonna kick their butt!", "That's what Azzy said, not mom". The two kids started discussing, almost completely forgetting about Muffet's presence. She sighed quietly, finding them really cute and at the same time being slightly interested by the information the two were giving her (Flowey got hurt by Sam?), but then got up. She got out of the room, the two kids ignoring her, and went into the living room.

Raehel was sitting on the armchair, another child (this one was light blue) sleeping on her lap as she read a book. Flowey instead was in his pot, speaking to a red child and a green one. Two last children, a green one and a yellow one, were sitting on the floor with Fresh while he was narrating some story of his. The moment Raehel noticed her she gently held the light blue child and got up. "Good to see you, young one. How do you feel?" she asked quietly, a warm smile on her face. Some of the children turned around to look at her, curious, Flowey looked at her with a brow raised and Fresh smiling widely as his glasses switched to "HI KID". "I'm fine, thank you for the concern. The children woke me up after a while, but I didn't mind" the spider explained. Raehel nodded quietly, letting out a low chuckle. "I see. Bravo is a good child, but sometimes is a little too chatty…" she said while laying the sleeping child on the armchair. Muffet looked at the small ghosts curiously, not remembering them being around before. "Who are they?" She asked, looking again at the old lady. She seemed to understand her slight confusion and explained: "these are my children, and Asriel's siblings. This morning I asked them to stay in their room because I still wasn't sure of your behavior. Sorry for the low trust, but not always Fresh brings here perfect gentlemen…". The skeleton, hearing such a thing being said, looked at the lady with his glasses spelling "SRSLY?". "Geez, Rae! Why do you always have to say bad things about me?" He asked with an ironic smile, but the goat lady ignored his question and asked Muffet: "dear, I know I already asked you before, but… are you sure you want to go?". The spider's expression became more resolute. "Of course. My decision was taken a lot before coming here" she said. Bravo and Percy popped into the kitchen, then the green child called them near and told them something.

"Hey, kid! Ya gotta bring me with you. Gimme your hand" the flower suddenly exclaimed, catching Muffet's attention. She took a few steps near the pot where Flowey was, and moved her hand near him. He looked at it for a second, then wrapped himself around it and moved up to her arm, reaching her shoulder and gathering himself all near there, leaving her hand and forearm free. Raehel looked at him for a moment, that same concerned and sad look she had that morning coming back, before opening a portal… to an Anti-void. Fresh got up and went next to the goat lady, his glasses changing to "DON'T WORRY". "they're not a pair of random buckos, girl. They're, like, two professional fighters with a good head on their shoulders. They'll be fine! Trust me, k?", he told her, his usual chilled smile being displayed on his skeletal face. The old lady laid her gaze on him for a moment, then smiled quietly as well. "Alright. I'll trust you this time. Don't make me regret this choice", she finally stated. One of the kids tugged the sleeve of Muffet's dress. It was the red kid, and only now the spider noticed how this kid seemed to be Frisk. "Be careful, miss. We remember how dangerous this person can be", the child explained, sounding really serious. "Azzy! Not even a goodbye hug?", the yellow child exclaimed with a brow raised. The flower rolled his eyes, but a quiet smile creeped up his face. "Geez, you're such a sentimental one sister…", he commented before leaning down Muffet's shoulder enough to be at the level of his siblings. All of the ghost children got near, and together they all closed Flowey in a hug. Even the light blue child, who apparently woke up just for this. Muffet noticed with a small hint of amusement how the flower seemed to blush a little in embarrassment at this show of affection from his siblings, his grumpy expression softening and his gaze moving away from them. "Try not to get too hurt", the blue child told him. "If you need anything you can always call us, ok?", the green one added. "Don't rush it. We'll wait as long as it takes'', the light blue child murmured. "Slap them on the face for us!", the orange kid said before Percy could stop him. "The important thing is that you come back, it doesn't matter what happens to that gray jerk", the purple one specified. Once the children released Flowey from their affectionate hug he climbed back on Muffet's shoulder, trying to hide his smile. The spider looked at Raehel once again, who was smiling at her children. "We'll be back as soon as possible" she said, before turning around and walking in the portal.

The moment it completely closed, the two monsters found themselves in an almost perfect silence, broken only by Muffet’s breath. "... now what?" The flower almost murmured to himself, not expecting Muffet to have an answer. She never thought about the possibility of searching for Sam in an Anti-void. Last time she came here was the first time she met them and the others, and the idea of coming back never crossed her mind. This wasn't that same Anti-void, as Error's strings weren't present here, but had that same unsettling feeling of unending, infinite emptiness any other Anti-void have. After a long moment of silence, Flowey spoke. "... Knowing them I would have expected something more… how do I say it… visible? Like, I dunno, a shelter or something" He commented, a slight worry in his voice. "They're hiding, it's obvious that it won't be easy to find them. They're not stupid" Muffet replied. The flower didn't seem convinced by her words, his gaze wandering around their surroundings. "Yeah yeah I know, but… it still feels wrong. I don't know how you know them, but I'm pretty sure they wouldn't hide their place if they didn't want us to do something first" he said. A cold, sharp fear made Muffet almost shiver, suddenly being more aware of the human's abilities. "Wait- they know we're here? How can you be sure?" She asked, looking again at him. He almost immediately met her gaze, a brow raised in surprise and a slight skepticism in his expression. "Are you serious? Of course Sam knows we're here. They always know where their pawns are… You really thought they didn't know? … Golly, you sure don't know them". Muffet didn't answer him, clearly taken aback by the news. She always thought she was acting secretly, without them knowing what was going on. Only now she understood… She was still playing their game. She didn't go searching for them. They let her search for them. Maybe they knew every single move she made. Maybe this was a trap. Maybe she was risking death more than she thought. She should have listened to Grillby…

No.

No no no. This negative thinking won't bring her anywhere. She reached this point. She wasn't gonna go back. She was going to have a nice chat with that little annoying kid, or else she was going to stab them right in the chest. "We're gonna find them anyway" she simply stated, a new plan starting to form in her mind. "Yeah, cool, I like your enthusiasm. What are you planning?" Flowey asked, a bit hoping that he wasn't wasting his time. Muffet looked around, then her gaze fixed on the infinite ceiling of the place. "Do you know Error?" She asked him back, an idea popping in her mind. The flower furrowed a bit in confusion, not really understanding the reason why she was asking him this. "Sure I know the boomer. Like, not personally, but I know who he is. Why?". The spider created a magic web string, a satisfied grin appearing on her face as she started rotating it as if she was about to throw it. "The funny guy once found Sam in a place like this one. I doubt he's gonna get mad if I steal his decorating style…" she added in the end, before throwing at full strength the web in the sky.

Logic will never be able to explain this, but somehow the string attached to the inexistent ceiling, hanging there. Now that she was sure this would have worked, Muffet started throwing more and more strings to the ceiling, making them stretch into every direction of the Anti-void, moving so they practically got out of sight. Flowey remained silent, looking at her work. At the beginning he wasn't really sure of what she was trying to do (other than making this place look like Error's Anti-void), but then something hit the bell and he more or less understood her plan. In less than half an hour her strings covered many kilometers, and Muffet took a break. Even if she wasn’t doing anything anymore, the strings kept getting longer and longer, reaching who knows what lost places in that infinite white. "Geez, I'm out of practice…” she commented quietly. Flowey glanced at her for a moment, then looked away. "... not bad… If you put a bunch of souls and a few puppets there I'm sure it will look exactly like Walking Windows Vista's place" he said with a smirk, not wanting to admit she did a pretty good job but still feeling like giving her some credit. "truth to be told, this is my most ugly work. Sure, it still will work, but with a few more hours I could make it at least look good" she answered him, glancing at her handwork for a moment with a critical eye. "Seriously though, what's this thing for? Are you trying to trap the buddy's soul and, like, force them here? I'm not even sure they have a soul…" Flowey asked after a moment. "I would like to remind you that my webs aren't Error's strings…" the spider stated. Her strings didn't work with souls, except for the purple ones. These strings in specific though, the one she scattered around the Anti-void, were an interesting handwork she learned to do when she started working with her mother. They kept growing by themselves as long as Muffet was focused and wrapped around anything like vines. It was a funny trick she mainly used to keep thieves away from her clan's money. The flower remained silent for another while, then asked: “... and now?”. “Now…”. The spider sat down on the white floor with her legs crossed. “... we wait”.

Some time passed. Probably an hour. When… three strings tensed. From two different directions. Flowey raised a brow, not knowing how to interpret this. “What does this mean? Ya found something?”. Muffet stared at them for a moment, some sort of worry in her eyes, and the flower felt a bad feeling climbing his back. “Sounds like we found something more than our gray friend…” she quietly explained. “Oh great. Just great. What is it? Can you, I dunno, know already what we are going to kill? Or is that too much for your thingies?” the flower asked, a clear annoyance in his voice. “What do you think? I don’t have eyes at the end of the strings. Stop complaining and let me work” the spider stated harshly, wanting him to be silent. She then took the end of the three strings, and pulled hard one of the two from the same direction. “Only one?”. Flowey wasn’t planning to shut up soon… “We’re gonna deal with whoever they are singularly. Or do you want to risk dying just because you decided to deal with a bunch of possibly almighty entities? Man, if we find ourselves in front of Nightmare or someone in his gang, I’m gonna leave you to fight them alone”. She kept pulling the string, and after a while… it went on fire from the other side. Flowey’s eyes widened, both in concern and curiosity. “The hell… wait wait wait- are we dealing with a Dreemurr? Or- or maybe is the Sans guy, that one with the rainbow fire from his skull…? That cheap copy of me from that other world, how was he called… Raley? Or-” “Will you ever shut the fuck up?” Muffet cut him off, glaring at him intensely. She clearly did not like the flower’s continued chatting, but he didn’t care. A random swearing wouldn’t have stopped him from knowing what he wanted to know. She gave one last pull at the string before the fire could reach her hands. In less than a minute they found themselves with a tired fire man hanging by a leg in front of them. His glasses were gone, probably fell while getting dragged here, and he was squeezing his eyes to try to see something. “Oh lord it’s a Grillby” Flowey commented, rolling his eyes… and noticing the spider’s expression a bit late. She seemed… stunned, to say at least. A bit scared, if it was up to the flower’s interpretation. Why was she so surprised? Did she know this guy? “Grillby?!” she exclaimed before releasing the man and helping him get up. “What the hell are you doing here??”. “... So the strings were yours…” the fire man started. “We were searching for you, Muffet. Maddy almost literally crossed the whole multiverse to find you”. “Wait- Maddy? I thought they were safe at home with you! Are they ok? Please don’t tell me they’re here as well…”. Grillby remained silent, looking away from Muffet’s eyes even if he didn’t see anything. “... yeah, they’re here as well” he said in the end, his voice sounding invariably calm. Muffet glared at him, then huffed quietly and started pulling the second string. “Wait wait wait- is the fire buddy on our side? I’m still confused” Flowey said. “Well- duh! I left him alive. What do you think?” the spider answered. “What is the talking yellow thing on your shoulder? Is it a Flowey?” Grillby asked, squeezing his eyes in an unuseful attempt to see the flower. “Yeah, he’s ok. Don’t mind him too much, he’s here only for Sam”. “So he is the guy Fresh was talking about? The one who should know where Sam is?”. “Nah, that was his mother. It’s a bit complicated, I’ll tell you later”. In a few minutes, also an angry Mad Mew Mew got dragged there, hanging by the arm. “I SWEAR TO WHATEVER YOU WANT IF I FIND WHOEVER KIDNAPPED GRILLBY I’LL-”

The cat interrupted her shouting as her green eyes laid on Muffet. This time, it was her the one who widened her eyes in shock. Muffet released her, and she fell standing up. After a very long second, she hugged the spider tight with an annoyed expression. “You dumbass. Dare disappearing like that again and I'll find you only to kill you” she stated with a low, menacing tone. Muffet looked at her for a moment, a smile creeping up her face, before patting her back. “I missed you too, buddy. I’m sorry”. Maddy released the spider and crossed her arms, her gaze piercing the spider's eyes as she exclaimed: “You better be! Grillby became one of a bother with all his depressed stuff when you disappeared. By the way, I found your glasses on my way here”. The cat took out a pair of thick rectangular glasses from a pocket and handed them to the fire man. Grillby put back on his glasses and his face, in Flowey’s opinion of course, lost a bit of expressiveness. “Now that the family reunion is over, can we go back to the serious stuff? We got an idiot to kill” the flower declared in an annoyed tone, not giving a cent about the spider’s irritated expression. Something told him she was regretting bringing him with her, but he didn’t care. “Who the hell are you to boss around like that, kid?” the cat asked, almost matching Flowey’s annoyance. “Flowey’s with me, don’t worry. I’ll make sure to send him back as soon as possible” Muffet shortly explained. “Now though you two should go home”. Grillby seemed to furrow a bit, as if he knew what the consequences of those words were, while Maddy looked even more annoyed. “... What? No no no, I think you don't get it. We’re not going anywhere without you. We didn't make all our way here for nothing”. The spider opened her mouth to say something, but the cat spoke first. "Do not. Dare. Saying it. It's dangerous, we know it. We could get hurt, we could waste our time, we could die. We. Know it. But I don't give a damn, and I guess by now not even Grillby does. Hell, we used to do it every damn day! Going around killing op idiots. Yeah, maybe we never killed someone as powerful as Ink or Dream or Fatal or one of those exaggeratedly powerful guys, and I can easily imagine Sam to be at their level, but I'm sure you have a lot more chances of killing them if you let us help you. Not that you have much of a choice". Muffet clearly wanted to say something, but then decided to stay silent. Flowey looked around, pretty bored by all that sentimentalism. These guys probably don’t understand the gravity of the situation… He then noticed something, a little detail about the strings Muffet previously threw. “... sorry to interrupt this very cool and sentimental moment, but there is the string which we theorize kept Sam that just loosened” the flower quietly informed. The three monsters seemed to worry, especially the spider. Thank lord, maybe now they will start to be a bit more serious.

No no no no no no no no-

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The Sinful Affection

Chapter 5: The DJ is Crying for Help

LAST TIME ON-

Just kidding! This is not a drama TV series- in fact- this isn’t a TV show to begin with! So no recaps necessary, right? Since you are aware of your current situation, it’s time to walk with them. You were confused as to why the narrator is talking about random things instead of what was happening, but the narrator decides to stop.

You looked around as you walked, watching the people that headed in the same direction as your group. When seeing characters with object heads and more demonesque characters. Before you could get lost in the sights, a limousine nearly drove by. Once the driver noticed us, the limo stopped and the driver’s window opened.

“Need a ride, devilish creatures?” A girl with a sucker for a head began asking and talking. “Ya see; my family got invited to this ball, they bought this limo, then they all got sick! So I thought about how big a waste this would be and began searching for some peeps to drive to Dev’s castle!” Her mouth looked as if it shouldn’t be there and she spoke like a true Jersey girl. It was kind of cool.

Luke smiled. “Ah, a blessing from the Devil himself.” He put his hand on his chin. “So how much for a ride?”

“How much?! Well I WOULD have a debt on your head, but I think I should be nice. It’s not like you're asking for a fav on Bianca’s Birthday.” She laughed. Everyone began laughing, except for you. You were about to ask who Bianca was. “Hey, who’s she?” The sucker head turns.

Like a person in front of a dinosaur from a movie*, you were frozen in fear. She sounded angry, as if she might bust your kneecaps. “Her name is [Y/N]. She’s new here..” Luke steps over to you and holds your shoulders. His scent- candles and cologne- rubbed off on you while drawing you closer. It was as if he wanted you by his side.

“Hmm.. Well I like her! She ain’t afraid of Mob Daughters, like some of y’all..!” She laughs. Everyone laughs again. “See what I mean?”

Bertram cocks his head. “To be fair, you are the daughter of the most powerful mafia in the city.” Did he actually speak? You thought he was the type to not say anything towards her, but he actually said it. Honestly, you thought if anyone said something, it would be Samuel. In reality, Samuel either didn’t care, or he was mad at his clothes.

“Someone’s got a mouth.. Y’know I don’t have to let you ride! I could just leave you out and make it worse than just leaving out one!” The way she worded it was confusing at first, but you thought about the words then remembered Vaughn.

Bertram started dozing off. “Don’t mind him!” Alfonse exclaimed. “He’s always been a little..”

“Oh.. I got ya. He’s the ‘just-turned-thirteen’ type.” The girl waved us in. “Well, get in! We’re gonna be late if we keep this up!” Right. That’s what these chapters have been about. Everyone rushes to the vehicle, Luke opens the door, and ushers you in.

It’s nice to have someone like him. A lot of people are like him, but some you don’t know much about. In fact, the only people in the group that you really haven’t talked to much are Alfonse, Ben, and Bertram. You hoped to talk to them more. But you couldn’t stop and think; you had to get in the car before Samuel’s patience dwindled!

You entered the vehicle, taking a seat and taking a breath. “Can I sit by [Y/N]?” Alfonse chirps.

“Sure, Alfonse. Just make sure she’s in the middle, because I would like to sit next to her as well.” Luke says. It almost sounded romantic. But that’s probably just your imagination.

Alfonse chuckles. “That sounds like you want to steal her away..” He pauses. “AHA! You do, don’t you?!” The pink haired one laughs.

“N-No..” Luke somehow sounded embarrassed.

“Don’t lie! I can see the truth!”

“I guess [Y/N] will sit in the corner and I’ll take the middle!” Luke begins entering the limousine.

Alfonse gasps. “Haven’t you heard about ‘ladies first’?!” Alfonse enters after Luke. “[Y/N], sit away from him! If you do, I'll give you a reward~” He purrs.

“A reward? He just wants to fuck you and leave you in your lonesome until he feels lustful!” Luke spat.

“STOP BICKERING AND SIT DOWN!” Samuel shouts at the two. “AND YOU FOUR, GET IN THE DAMN CAR!” Samuel gets in and sits down. Levi enters after Samuel, then Ben, then Matt, then Bertram. Samuel curses after Bertram shuts the door.

The girl claps. “Thank you, Sam! Now let’s get this show on the road..” Everyone took their seat, sitting in a rainbow formation. Samuel, Luke, Matt, Levi, Bertram, Ben, Alfonse, then you. “How colorful. Well! Next stop: Dev’s Castle!”

The engine revved, and the limo moved as we all sat in silence. Everyone did their own thing in silence.. Very awkward silence. Luke gave an aura of worry as he looked down. Sometimes he looks over at Alfonse, but then he looks down again. You had felt something was wrong, but if you asked, that something would get worse. There’s a crack in the glass of happiness and touching it would shatter the glass.

“Yeesh. Y’all mind if I put on some music? Good.” The girl doesn’t even wait for a response. She puts on some pop music. It was hard to hear the lyrics, but the vibe feels like a rave. Sounds like a motherfuckin’ club yo.

Despite the limo moving forward, it felt like we were stuck. It’s hard to say how. Even though the sucker-head was cursing at vehicles, we were stuck in silence. No one perked up to chat, or smile at someone. It was so weird, Bertram wasn’t even napping! But, before I could worry more, the limo stopped.

The girl looked back at us. “We’ve arrived at our destination! Now, get out! Me and Bianca will make our exit after you guys. Wouldn’t want them to get it twisted.”

Luke inhaled, then let it out once he opened the door. Lights immediately panned on him. “Looks like the special guests have arrived! First appears to be Luke!” An announcer guy exclaims. Once Luke steps out, he waves at the crowd. “What a charmer!”

Matt exits next, smiling and waving like those penguins from that movie*. “Next is Matt! Lookin’ good there bud!” Matt smiles wider when hearing that, then gives his thanks. Levi leaves the vehicle next. “Levi! I never expected him to look that good in a skirt!” Levi blushes.

“Samuel! Who would’ve thought he would look great in military lolita fashion?” Samuel facepalms. “Alfonse looks great either way. Ben, making a grape impression! Get it? Cause he has grapes on his dress?” Ben laughs heartily.

“We’re closing in.. Bertram! Number seven and looking like a ten! Vau- Nope, it’s [Y/N]!” You wave at the crowd, who immediately started taking pictures of all of you together. “Now, Vaughn! Wait… did she just shut the door on him?” You shut the door by accident.

Luke shakes his head. “Oh. OH! False alarm! Vaughn’s not here!” The limo drives away, leaving you and the group on this red carpet over some stairs. The group begins walking towards the castle, so you follow behind.

The announcer keeps doing his job as more people arrive. He said important names like Lolita, Amanda, Freyr, Xena, Victor, Pierce, and more. So many more.. As you followed behind, you kept watching the crowd and such while they took pictures of the group. They seemed to enjoy taking pictures of the group, but a LOT of denizens were taking pictures of you. Sometimes you would hear gasps from the crowd when you passed by.

After a lot of stairs and a lot of stares, you finally made it to the doors leading to the castle. The doors opened, but you couldn’t see the inside behind SEVEN FUCKING GUYS. So as they got greeted by the bouncer (you assumed), you took a few breaths to relax yourself.

“Luke Cyfer, Matt Mon, Levi Thann, Samuel Tin, Alfonse Deux, Ben Bubs, Bertram Guro, and [Y/N]...” You heard Atlante list off you and your friends’ names. “Where’s Vaughn Naty?”

“He told us that he didn’t want anyone to see his gorgeous face except for him.” Levi fibbed. “Can we come in now? We’re holding the line.”

Atlante hums. “That’s your choice to make, not mine.” Luke walks in with everyone following once again.

Once we entered, Luke went over to one side and cleared his throat for us to come closer. “I’m not saying ‘go crazy’ but don’t hesitate to take your chance. BEFORE YOU GO THOUGH; Matt- no pickpocketing. Levi- you’re good. Samuel- try to keep your cool. Alfonse- don’t make me repeat what I said to you last time when you tried to flirt with that ONE CHICK. Ben- go easy on the buffet table. And Bertram!” Everyone nodded or made a noise to show they understood. “Bertram- go find a place to nap, you need some rest after nearly making us lose our ride.”

Bertram blinked slowly. “Can’t I just nap on you?”

“Haha! No.” He stared down Bertram to make sure he understood. “Are we good? Good. Now, let’s party like it’s Dev’s birthday party!”

As soon as Luke said that, everyone went their separate ways. “Luke?” Before Luke could get too far, you called out his name. “What should I do?”

“Whatever you want, dear [Y/N].”

“Oh! And Luke!” You catch him once again. “Relax a bit, okay?”

He blushes, making you feel like you just hit his heart. His slightly shocked expression relaxes- just as you told him to. “Th-Thank you, [Y/N].” He clears his throat again after his stutter session. If you thought him being worried or him honestly smiling was rare, you should know that THIS was less common than those two things. He didn’t seem like the type to be embarrassed, he was more like the type to get others embarrassed.

Luke walks away to do.. Whatever he’s going to do. You felt a person tap your shoulder. “Ahem.. Miss [Y/N].” Looking behind you it was just Sir Lucien.

“What’s up, Sir Lucien?”

“Just ‘Lucien’ is fine.” He bows. “Our lord Dev Vil wishes to see you.” You were stunned to hear it.

Dev, the fucking king of Hell, wanted to see you?! “What did I do?” You asked with a scared tone.

“Honestly, I don’t know myself. But I’m sure you're safe from his wrath.” He put his arm out for you to take. You didn’t want to do it, but you did it anyway… You held his arm as he led you towards the stairs.

You could hear whispering from the crowd. You couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, but you could imagine what they were saying. ‘Oh my god, Sir Lucien got a girlfriend’ or something like that. Now that you thought of that you blushed, realizing that what he said might be a lie.

Oh no. That’s all you could think. Oh no, they’re staring at us. Oh no, they’re whispering about us. Oh no, he’s going to show me the tops*.

You were getting more anxious with each step. When we got to a place away from the eyes of many, you saw a sign that said ‘Dev’s office’. Maybe he was telling the truth. One way to find out…

“So.. are you single?” You tried saying nonchalantly. He heard that and looked down at you. Lucien looked like an elephant that just heard a bee.

“What..?”

“Do you have a girlfriend or something?” You continue the conversation as normally as possible.

“I’m sorry to break it to you, but I’m gay. No hard feelings-”

Now you were the elephant that just heard a bee. “NO! I was just curious. I didn’t mean it like that!”

“No worries. You don’t have to lie to fight off those feelings. I understand.” He waves his hand softly at you. You wanted to say something else, but you knew it would be like talking to a brick wall. So you continued in awkward silence.

…

Because of the lack of talking, you could hear footsteps and the lightbulbs. It sure was annoying, but what could you say? ‘You come here often?’ Of fucking course he does. Besides, he would probably take that as flirting anyway. “We’re here. I’ll tell him before you can come in.”

“Thanks-”

“If you want to date someone so bad, Dev is always open. Besides, he wants a new girlfriend anyway.” You nearly vomited in your mouth. He knocks on the door. “Dev, [Y/N] is here.”

You could hear his muffled voice from inside. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let her in!”

But before you could walk in, the screen turned to black and white text appeared. It said..

TO BE CONTINUED!

Of fucking course. Fuck my life.

~ End Scene ~

* The Motherfuckin' Club Yo is a club from The City.

* Just smile and wave boys, smile and wave.

* For you, @t3chn1c0l0r , a Fallout: New Vegas reference.

[dearestdaffodils]

Season 2, episode 2: The Heist

A/N: I, of course, do not own anything from or related to Outer Banks. Scenes, events, and dialogue are taken from the show; I am not trying to take credit for the work that the writers for this show did. Some scenes may be left out if I cannot find a way to work the reader in as a character.

Warnings (for the whole series): violence (as it is in the show), swearing, mentions of abuse, underage drinking and smoking, drug use

Gavin, meet me now at the construction site near that surf shop. You understand? You bring the gun, I will bring you your money. And then we’re done. Are we good?

Yes, okay. All right, I’ll, um… I’ll see you there.

“What? What does that face mean?” I ask, looking at Pope as he turns to face us.

“Did you hear something?” JJ pants.

“He… he’s meeting Ward right now.” Pope pants. “We gotta go.”

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“Nice camera.” JJ scoffs, peeking over the fence with Pope. “Where’d you dig up that relic? Why don’t you just use your phone?”

“Well, first of all, I like my antique electronics.” Pope shrugs, pulling his hood up to shield his eyes from the rain. “Second of all, this is a telephoto. It allows me to get a close image from far away.”

“Lord of the dorks.” Kie shakes her head, rolling her eyes.

“Don’t forget; you slept with him.” I whisper, squinting into the rain. “Can it even get a clear picture through all this rain?”

“Should be able to.” Pope looks through the eyepiece. “For definitive proof of witness payoff, we’re gonna need quality glass. There he is.”

“Get down.” JJ tugs on the back of Pope’s jacket, watching Ward climb out of his car and run though the rain.

Kie grabs onto my shirt, pulling me down into a squatting position, peeking through the gaps in the fence.

“And there’s Gavin.” Pope points out, watching the other figure follow Ward into the construction site. “Where are you going, you son of a bitch? No, no, no, no. I’m losing him.” He starts to panic as the two men travel further into the building.

“Shit. Where’s he going?” JJ looks around, squinting in the rain. “Hold on.” He jogs off, looking around. “Yo!” He whistles, gaining our attention after a few moments. “Hey. I found something. Come here.”

Pope and I scramble after him, slipping in the mud as we pull Kie along with us.

“Gotta go up top.” JJ pants, rushing up the structure.

“That’ll work.” Pope shrugs, climbing up the ladder after JJ.

“Hurry. Don’t wanna miss anything.” Kie follows soon after, leaving me to bring up the rear.

I hurry up the ladder, grabbing onto JJ’s hand once I reach the top, letting him pull me the rest of the way up. I follow him and the others to the edge, crouching down as we search for Ward and Gavin.

“You rolling, Pope?” JJ asks once we find them, watching Pope lift the camera to his eye again.

“Are you getting it?” I ask.

“Yeah.” Pope nods. “Yeah, I see them. Ward just handed Gavin something. I think it's a duffel bag.”

“Guys, I think this is a payoff.” JJ glances at Pope.

“Gavin doesn’t look happy about something. It looks like he’s yelling at Ward.” Pope narrates.

“Why?” I frown.

“I don’t know, but he sure looks mad.” Pope says. “Shit!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I frown, squinting into the rain. “Are they fighting?”

“Looks like it.” Pope nods. “Something’s going down.”

“They’re really going at it.” JJ murmurs.

“Ward’s kicking the shit out of Gavin.” Pope gasps.

“Why are they fighting?” JJ frowns.

“I don’t know!” Pope panics. “I’m trying to see. Holy shit. Ward’s got a gun.”

“I bet that’s the murder weapon.” I whisper.

Bang! Bang!

The two gunshot pierce through the rain, echoing around the site. Kie and I gasp, ducking behind the wall to hide.

“Oh my god.” Pope pants. “Oh my god.”

“What the hell?” JJ drops down next to us, pressing his back against the wall.

“No, no, no, no. That did not just happen.” I whisper, covering my mouth in shock. “What is going on?” I cry.

“Tell me you just got that.” JJ pants, pulling me close.

“Enough to put this asshole away for life.” Pope nods. “This is freaking crazy. Oh no. Get down. Get down!” Pope drops back down, holding his camera close.

“Holy shit.” Kie whispers.

“I think we should go right now.” JJ looks at Pope. “Pope, you have enough, right?”

“Yeah.” Pope nods, putting away the camera. “Hold on. He’s coming out. There he goes. I think he’s looking for the gun. I think the gun just went down the drain. He’s looking for it.”

“Hold this.” Kie passes her bag to me.

“What are you doing, Kie?” I frown. “Kie-“

“What is wrong with you?” Kie stands up, shouting at Ward. “Murderer!”

“Get down!” I panic, pulling her down. “Kiara, are you crazy?” I hold her close, covering her mouth with my hand.

“What are you doing?” JJ frowns at her.

“I don’t care if he hears me. He’s a murderer.” Kie pants, pulling my hand away from her mouth.

“Yeah. And he’s gonna murder us, Kie.” I whisper.

“Guys, he sees us.” Pope panics.

“Are you serious?” JJ groans.

“Come on. We gotta go. He’s coming.” Pope grabs Kie’s arm, pulling her along.

“We need to get the hell out of here.” JJ grabs my hand, running with me. “Come on. Go! Pope, hurry!” He shouts as Pope starts down the ladder.

“I’m going! I’m going!” Pope shouts.

JJ starts to hurry down after him, muttering to himself. Kie starts down the ladder next, bringing her foot down directly onto JJ’s hand. “Ah! My hand!” He yanks his hand out from under her foot, falling on top of Pope as they fall to the ground.

Kie slips on the ladder, grabbing onto my leg as we make the same tumble as Pope and JJ. “Sorry.” Kie groans. “So sorry.”

“No, no, no, no, no.” Pope panics, hurrying over to his camera.

“You’re kidding me.” JJ frowns. “You fumbled it?”

“You kicked me in the face!” Pope huffs.

“She stepped on my hand!” JJ points at Kie.

“I was trying to hurry!” Kie defends.

“Hey!” I frown. “Do you guys want to keep fighting and get murdered by Ward or do you wanna get out of here and regroup? Let’s get going.”

I grab JJ’s hand in my right hand and Kie’s in my left, pulling them along as Kie grabs onto Pope. Pope quickly helps Kie over the fence, hopping over before both of them rush to the car. JJ hops up onto the fence, pulling me up and over.

JJ wrenches open the car door, throwing himself inside. I do the same, slamming the door shut behind me.

“Could someone fill me in on what the fuck just happened?” JJ pants.

Pope groans angrily, slamming his hands into the dashboard.

“Holy crap. I can’t believe it.” JJ shakes his head, causing rainwater to go flying. “Wait, wait. What were they fighting over?”

“Uh… it was… it was a gun.” Pope closes his eyes, trying to remember. “The one Rafe used. He must have kept it.”

“Of course! Of course!” JJ leans forward. “The murder weapon!”

“Pick up, pick up, pick up.” Kie mutters, holding her phone in her lap.

“Who are you calling?” I frown.

“Who do you think I’m calling?” Kie snaps back.

“The cops?” JJ shakes his head.

“Who else am I supposed to call?” Kie frowns.

“Why would you call the police?” JJ shouts.

Sheriff’s office.

“Shut up!” Kie shouts at JJ, turning her attention back to the phone. “Hello? Hi, somebody’s been shot at the.. at the Grand Street construction site! You guys need to hurry because he’s dying. I don’t know if he’s already dead or not!”

“We gotta go.” JJ panics. “We’re sitting ducks.”

“We can’t stay here.” I nod.

“What do you want me to do?” Kie sobs.

“Just drive!” Pope, JJ, and I shout in unison.

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“Look, it was right here, and this is where that maniac claimed his next victim.” Kie points around, talking to Shoupe.

“Uh-huh. His next victim?” Shoupe looks at her as she nods. “Right. How long ago did you say it happened?”

“Forty-five minutes ago, Shoupe.” I huff, standing with Kie.

“Okay.” Shoupe writes something down on his notepad. “And so, Ward Cameron just popped one off and shot him.”

“Yes.” Kie nods.

“Execution style?” Shoupe frowns. “And then cleaned it all up in 45 minutes?”

“Yeah.” I sigh.

“Obviously.” Pope huffs. “We filmed the whole thing.”

“You filmed it?” Shoupe pauses.

“Yes, but we can’t show it to you because I stepped on JJ’s hand, and then he kicked Pope and then Pope dropped the camera and it broke.” Kie rushes the words out.

“This is a telephoto, and we needed to get a long-distance image, and… and… and I fell, and it broke, so the video is basically unusable.” Pope sighs.

“And where were you in all this?” Shoupe points his pen at me.

“Kie pulled me down and I’m pretty sure I fell on the camera.” I huff. “Look, Shoupe. Just because you think my brother killed Peterkin, doesn’t mean you can put me and my friends on trial like this. But we were there! We saw it happen!”

“So the dog ate your homework, huh?” Shoupe raises an eyebrow.

“We know how it sounds, Shoupe. But…” I start.

“Look, I don’t know what you kids expect me to do with this.” Shoupe shrugs. “You drag me out here in the middle of the night for a whole lot of nothing.”

“No, it's not nothing.” I frown.

“Except for some crazy stories about how Ward Cameron’s out on a random killing spree.” Shoupe looks at us.

“We’re not making this up!” JJ frowns.

“It’s not a random killing spree!” I huff. “Gavin was his pilot! Okay, he was paying him hush money because he was on the tarmac that day. Gavin was blackmailing Ward because he had the gun that Rafe used to kill Peterkin. He called him here and tried to pay him off. But it wasn’t enough, and then he shot him. With the murder weapon.”

“How do you know that?” Shoupe frowns.

“Pope did this thing with his phone. He, like, put it in is car and—“ Kie sniffles.

“I heard their whole conversation!” Pope nods.

“You wiretapped him?” Shoupe raises his eyebrows.

“Is that bad?” Kie frowns.

“Stop. Just stop.” Shoupe sighs, setting his hands on his hips. “I’ve had enough.”

“What are you talking about?” I frown, rushing after him as he walks away. “You know what, Shoupe? I’ve had enough too! I’ve had enough of everyone listening to the bullshit the Camerons are spewing about my brother killing a cop! I’ve had enough of those assholes taking my family from me! I’ve had enough, Shoupe!”

“Big John was nothing but a con man and a liar… John B turned out just like him, to no one’s shock.” Shoupe walks back to the street, waving for everyone to go home. “You’d be better off forgetting about them and removing yourself from the Routledge name.”

“You’re lying!” I scream, tears running down my cheeks. “I’ll bet the Camerons are paying you off, right? How many of Rafe’s crimes has the sheriff’s office forgiven over the years? My brother would never have killed Peterkin!”

JJ gently pulls me close, wiping my tears and shushing me. “We’ll find another way, baby. It isn’t over yet.”

“They’ve taken everything from me!” I sob into his jacket, clinging to him. “Aren’t you sick and tired of them always getting what they want and us getting nothing?”

“Of course I’m sick and tired of it.” JJ sighs, gently rocking me from side to side. “But we’ll be no good at clearing John B’s name if we’re locked up in jail.”

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“This is the north drain.” JJ points. “It should’ve gotten washed into the gully. So if it got flushed form this drain, it would’ve been pushed out to, like —“

“Somewhere in this trash.” Pope looks down at the water.

“Correct.” JJ nods.

“Oh my god. People who use plastic should be shot.” Kie sighs.

“Okay, personally, I love plastic. Use it every day. Love the stuff.” JJ hums.

“Hopefully, you recycle it and don’t let it flush into the ocean.” Kie huffs.

“Of course.” JJ grins, looking at me and Kie. “Got my baby making sure I recycle and compost and shit.”

Kie shakes her head, laughing a little as she high fives me.

“I thought you’d say something like that, so… trash bags.” Pope takes them out of his pocket, holding them up.

“Did you just proactively protect the environment?” Kie smiles.

“Maybe.” Pope hums.

“You want J and I to leave you two alone?” I smirk.

“Just pick up the trash.” Pope tosses the trash bags at JJ.

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“Well, that was fun.” JJ sighs, looking at Pope.

“If it's not in the trash, then it's gotta be in the storm drain.” Pope suggests.

“It’s in… it's in the drain.” JJ sighs.

“Damn it.” Pope sighs.

“Of course it is.” I huff.

“Good thing I brought the crow.” JJ hums.

“So, are we gonna do, like, rock, paper, scissors?” I ask. “Or alphabetically?”

“Nah.” JJ bends down with the crow bar. “On three, Pope. One, two, three.” They both grunt, pulling the drain cover off.

“Or, like, the oldest goes?” I continue.

“In the sewer, there’s this worm that you get when you’re down there.” JJ hums. “It gets into your blood, and then it has to come out your pecker. So, uh… that would be a hard pass for me.”

“Wow, J.” I sigh, rolling my eyes. “You’re so brave.”

“That’s gonna be a no for me.” Pope nods.

“Great. So it's between you and me-“ I turn to Kie, sighing when I see her shake her head. “Awesome. I get it. You guys are scared. It’s kinda cute.”

“I’m not scared.” JJ frowns. “It’s the pecker thing.”

“You should’ve just led with that. You don’t have to be scared. I’ll do it.” I look at him.

“Okay, just, you know, be careful.” JJ murmurs.

“I’ll be so careful.” I look at him, sighing. “If I die down there, I’m gonna haunt you.”

“I’d expect nothing less, baby.” JJ kisses my cheek.

I sigh, getting on my hands and knees, starting to crawl into the drain.

“Just, uh, holler if you need anything, okay?” JJ calls into the drain. “We’ll, uh…. We’ll holler back.”

“Very helpful.” I call. “Thank you.” I huff, crawling further into the drain. “Shit.”

“Y/N, you find anything yet?” Pope calls, his voice echoing around me.

“Yeah, babe, do you see the gun?” JJ asks.

“Nothing.” I sigh.

“It's probably at the bottom of the catch basin.” Pope offers.

I crawl further, stepping into the waist deep water when I reach the catch basin. “This is just… this is awesome.” I sigh, searching for the gun. “Exactly how I wanted to be spending my time today.” I shake my head, searching around. “Guys, I think I found something!”

“Wait, you got it?” JJ calls into the drain.

“Is is the gun?” Pope asks.

“Oh… oh my god!” I scream. “Oh my god! You guys, there's something dead in here!”

“Like a person!” Pope asks.

I scream, moving up against the wall. “Oh my god! There’s something dead. I repeat…”

“Like a person?” Pope asks again.

“…there's something dead in here!” I shriek.

“Babe, don’t touch it!” JJ calls. “That’s how you get worms.”

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“You guys owe me for life!” I shout. “Oh, shit! Guys? Guys, the water!”

“Y/N, get out of there now!” Pope shouts.

“I don’t have time!” I panic. “Guys! Shit! Oh no!” I splutter, clinging to the wall as the water rushes through. I start to climb the ladder. “Please! JJ! Guys! Help! I’m over here!”

“Y/N!” JJ shouts, rushing to the manhole cover. “Babe, we're coming!”

“Hey, guys!” I scream. “I’m over here! The waters coming up!”

“Pull! Pull it!” Kie shouts at the boys, grabbing the cover.

“Getting close! Pull! Pull!” JJ shouts.

I push against the cover, grunting with effort. “Hurry! Hurry! JJ. JJ! Please! Please!” I panic.

“We’ll get you out of there. I promise.” JJ pants.

I grab onto the cover, taking a deep breath before the water submerges me.

“Come on!” JJ screams. “Get her out now!” He grunts, tugging the cover off and tossing it to the side.

I pull myself up over the side, coughing up water.

“Are you okay?” JJ pants.

I gag, getting on my hands and knees as I spit up water.

“I thought we lost you.” Kie whispers.

“Babe, you good?” JJ asks, an emotional edge to his voice.

“Never better.” I pant, coughing. I sit up on my knees, exhaling deeply. “This wasn’t what we were looking for, right?” I smirk, pulling the gun out of the back of my shorts.

“Holy shit.” JJ laughs.

“Oh my god.” Pope grins, taking the gun from me.

“That’s my girl!” JJ cheers. “We’re gonna get this son of a bitch!”

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“So y’all are telling me this is the firearm Rafe Cameron killed Peterkin with?” Shoupe looks at the gun.

“That’s exactly what we’re telling you.” JJ grins.

“And the exact same firearm that Ward just used to kill Gavin.” Pope nods.

“And where’s that corpse again?” Shoupe asks.

“Didn’t you look?” I frown.

“I checked the hospital. I went by his house. He was out.” Shoupe shrugs.

“He was out?” I huff. “No shit! Cause he’s dead!”

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I sigh, turning off the shower. “That was disgusting.” I reach my hand out through the curtain.

“Here.” JJ passes a towel into my hand from his seat on the counter.

“Thanks.” I wrap the towel around myself, carefully opening the curtain. “I feel like an actual human being again.”

JJ looks at me, holding a stack of clean clothes in his lap. “We really thought we almost lost you today.”

“I knew you’d get me out.” I whisper, taking the clothes from him.

“But what if we didn’t?” He whispers. “Then that would’ve been my best friend and my-“

“But you did.” I set the clothes on the counter, leaning against his legs. “You guys got me out and I’m here in one piece.”

“Thank god for that.” JJ hums, kissing the top of my head.

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