#Trust me they like each other they are just awkward and didn’t have that huge romantic moment straight off the bat

[mint-flavoredd]

💙Davekat can be gay alien rock too❤️

I’m noticing I like to put Dave in blue a lot.

——-[BACKGROUND STORY STUFF]——-

In this gemstuck, Dave is a rare sapphire that has grown bored of his fate and future.

(He does not need to be accompanied by guards as he is skilled enough with a sword.)

Lying about his vision to Green Diamond, he claims he will be shattered due to complications of the rebels. Instead, he disappears during the fighting, running into Rose Quartz herself (John as Pink Diamond and June as Rose) and she clearly sees he is deserting, decides to let him leave.

Dave is free from the diamonds, and for a short period, he is free to do whatever he wants. The issue is that everything is just as obvious as before. That was the case until he ran into a off colored Ruby who was hiding on earth after hitching a ride in a colonial ship thanks to the help of his friends. Karkat was constantly hiding his gem, and pretending to be some sort of Quartz. He was unpredictable. He was loud and uncaring of Dave’s rank. And things like this added up and they fell in love.

[sugarushwriting]

ot7 vampire enhypen (part three). you are their personal (human) blood bank

ni-ki is out of his damn mind (sigh)

jungwon feeds on a human (you) for the first time

sfw with some nsfw innuendos and interactions (groping, making out)

please reblog, comment and like! but please do not repost or translate! not proof read.

next two parts may have some nsfw scenes

thank u for the love and support!

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you, jungwon, and jay arrived at the hotel a little while ago to set your stuff in the rooms, then went straight to dinner in the hotel’s restaurant.

that’s when you learned jays father owned the hotel (and many others). and that him (his father) was rich. and that his father was still alive as an even older vampire.

“order whatever you want.” jay said to you and jungwon.

neither you or jungwon knew jungwon was feeding tonight. jay didn’t want either one of you nervous during dinner, making the conversation awkward.

you and jungwon only knew that ni-ki was out of his mind (your words not jays) and it wasn’t safe for you to be in the home. sunoo stayed back at the house, with jake and heeseung taking turns on watch to make sure he behaves (which they know he will, but they have to be safe). sunghoon had to stay back as an elder to keep an eye on ni-ki, but also, they were upping the antics used on him to quickly get the human lust out of his system. they didn’t want you there just in case you heard anything.

after dinner, you felt you could combust at any moment with how much you ate. jay made sure you ate.

the three of you took the elevator back up to the suite you were in. it had 2 separate bedrooms with an en-suite each, a huge balcony overlooking the city, a kitchen, and a living room. you looked up the price of the room on the hotels website and glad you were close with the CEO’s son. ($5,000 a night).

“i need you both to sit on the couch. i need to discuss something important with you two.” jay announced and it worried you and jungwon.

“what’s wrong?” you asked sitting on the big couch, and jungwon sat close to you. again, jay opted to sit on the coffee table in front of you both loosening his tie. oh fuck he looked good doing that.

“jungwon is going to feed on you tonight.” jay ripped the bandage off.

you and jungwon gasped. “jay, i—,”

“you’re ready.” jay cut off jungwon.

then you added with humor, “is that why you fattened me up?”

jay smiled. “i just made sure you ate well.”

you huffed. “why are you just now telling us? do the other boys know?”

“only sunghoon. we didn’t want you both nervous. and jake can’t keep his mouth shut so we decided against to tell any of the others until afterwards.”

“can i at least shower first?”

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

after your shower, you dressed in another one of jays oversized shirts you took from his dresser. you opted out of boxers or pants, and kept it classy with a thong.

you walked out from jays room to the living room, both boys in a hushed conversation, but when they saw you, their attention turned to you.

“where do you want to be? living room or jungwon’s?” jay asked. “i was also thinking after your feed, you sleep in jungwon’s bed tonight. it’ll test his confidence in his ability to control himself.”

jungwon was shaking his head as if he had disagreed with the plan.

“i can do that.” you stated and looked at jungwon who looked at you surprised. you smiled. you trusted him.

“good. you’ll keep the door unlocked. if anything goes wrong i will be able to sense and hear it and i’ll be by your side in a flash.”

you nodded. “okay.”

all three of you went to jungwon’s room, and you laid down.

“how—how do the other guys typically do it?” jungwon asked.

you smiled, sitting up on your arms trying to ease his mind. “well first, where do you want to feed? jays favorite place is classic, my neck. heeseung prefers my hip or waist, or my sides. sunghoon and jake prefer my upper thighs.” you explained.

you lifted your shirt to show the upper part of your thighs. “sunghoon is pretty possessive over my right thigh, but you can share the left with jake if you want.”

“are you sure jake won’t get possessive?” jay snorted.

“i can handle jake.” you said. “so where do you want to feed jungwon?”

“why do you chose the neck?” jungwon asked and looked to jay.

jay blushed and scratched the back of his head. “uh—it’s more intimate.”

“he does it while we’re having sex.” you said, not embarrassed at all.

here’s the thing, you are their blood bank, you are okay with that. but you’re not their sex toy, and jay made sure to get that through your head. if you wanted to have sex with them, fine, but you didn’t have to.

jay was the only one you’ve had full sex with, as you figured out he likes to feed after your orgasm cause it lessens the pain.

jake and sunghoon have both been between your legs, and it wasn’t just to feed.

jungwon swallowed. “i’ll take the left thigh.”

you smiled, “good choice.”

you laid back down, as jay assisted jungwon in making sure to find a thick part of your thigh. jungwon gave a kiss to your inner thigh, but not as close as jake and sunghoon like to be.

“her body will tell you when you’re done. you need to listen to her, not yourself.” jay stated. “if you get out of control, which i doubt you will, i will force you off of her. you may get upset as you’ll be driven by lust.”

jungwon nodded listening attentively.

“hold my hand.” you said to jungwon and he did. “i’ll let you know.”

jungwon was excited but nervous. his first human feed as a newbie. your blood always smelt so fresh, so sweet, so good to him. he couldn’t explain it. it was a different smell, and as the olders explained, you were a different and better taste too.

jungwon kissed your thigh once more, you squeezed his hand in reassurance, and jungwon’s eyes changed and his fangs dropped. his teeth grazed your skin before it broke through.

you immediately groaned in pain, but soon it felt pleasurable as usual. since jungwon was new, he fed a little harsher, through his lips and teeth.

after a few minutes, jungwon felt your body feel different. it’s done. but his mind was telling him not to stop. to drain you of all your blood. or to turn you into what he was.

“jungwon.” jay warned, but jungwon’s ears weren’t listening.

his body and mind wasn’t either. until he heard you.

“wonie, that’s enough.” you sighed through pleasure and squeezed his hand.

he stopped. he reluctantly removed his teeth, instinctively licking where his teeth once were, and kissed it softly. his forehead soon rested against your thigh.

you ran your hand through his hair. “you did good, jungwon.” you praised. jungwon smiled and chuckled.

he looked up at you. then he looked at jay who looked like a proud dad.

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that night you slept in jungwon’s bed with him comfortably. that was until you woke up to him hovering over you, his eyes had turned red. however, the fangs weren’t out.

“jungwon?” you questioned, and he groaned. he groaned like he was in pain and leaned in closer to inhale your scent from your neck. he kissed your neck then sank his human teeth as he nibbled.

it startled you and you yelped. he leaned up eyes staring right at you, his tongue peeking out to lick his lips.

his hand gripped your thigh—hard. “ouch, jungwon.” you groaned and he smiled.

shit.

before you knew it, he pulled your shirt up, and ripped your thong off, his nose going straight to your inner thigh where he last fed.

jay came through the door, but you held out a hand to stop him, and jay listened.

“wonie, look at me.” you pleaded. jungwon looked at you with his red eyes, before his nose ran up your body has he inhaled you.

jay went to move, but you stopped him again. jungwon’s attention turned to jay, and he literally snarled.

“wonie, look at me!” you repeated and took his head in your hands to make eye contact once again. “wonie, are you hungry or do you just miss my taste?”

jungwon closed his eyes, internally battling with himself. “taste—i miss your taste.” he cried through his teeth. he was fighting himself, literally.

“then taste me.” you said, and brought jungwon’s lips to your own.

the kiss was anything but romantic. jungwon was craving you, craving your taste. he was animalistic with the kisses, dominate, often taking your bottom lip in between his teeth.

all while, he was grinding his lower half into you. well, his hard lower half.

you moaned into the kiss, and jungwon took the opportunity to stick his tongue inside your mouth searching for your own tongue. you whimpered just as he used his hands to grab all over your body. he was harshly gripping your thighs, stomach, hips, ass, breasts, anywhere and everywhere as he grinded against your lower half with his. he had a barrier, you didn’t.

the messy make out session didn’t last much longer, as jungwon started to whimper himself, and he stopped grinding as his mouth moved to your neck, stopping the kissing altogether as he took deep breaths.

“it’s ok wonie.” you patted his back and rubbed it. he shook his head.

“im sorry, im sorry, im sorry.” he kept repeating and sniffled. he was still hard as a rock but didn’t move.

“it’s okay—,” you began but again he shook his head.

“jungwon.” jay stated using his authoritative tone.

jungwon got up, “i’ll go shower.” and he immediately ran to his en suite bathroom.

jay quickly came to your side, checking you out. “why did you stop me? it could’ve gone really south.”

“but it didn’t.” you challenged. “you trusted him for a reason and so did i, jay. he stopped. he didn’t feed further, okay?”

“do you want to come sleep with me?”

you shook your head no. “i’m fine jay, i promise.” you told truthfully. you also didn’t want to hurt jungwon, thinking you didn’t trust him anymore.

jay left, and you turned your back to the bathroom, shutting your eyes once more. jungwon’s shower was quick, redressing in nothing more than pajama pants. he smiled at your sleeping figure still in his bed. he got in behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissed the back of your neck.

“thank you.” he whispered and you turned to face him, giving him a quick peck on his cheek.

“didn’t know you were so dominating in bed.” you teased and jungwon laughed with a flush to his cheeks.

he rubbed his hand up and down your arm in a soothing gesture. “i’m sorry about that.”

“what matters is that you stopped.” you moved a fringe of his hair. your hand rested on his cheek as you moved your thumb back and forth. you finally took note of his naked chest and smiled. “nice shoulders.” you complimented.

“sorry about your thong.”

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the next afternoon you three returned to the house. earlier that morning, the university released a statement stating that the incident with the student was an isolated incident and no further danger was present. classes would resume after the weekend.

“what if ni-ki isn’t better?”

“then we kill him.” sunghoon stated with a straight face. you didn’t find him funny.

“he’ll go to a boarding school for newbies who don’t listen.” jay offered as a solution instead.

“that exist?” you and sunoo both asked at the same time.

jay nodded. “yes, in switzerland. my father is on the board of trustees.”

“wait, if you all are up here,”

“he’s fine by himself for now. we knocked him out with something to shut his ass up while his body detoxes.”

“sunghoon!” you scolded.

“any way,” jake changes the subject, “how was the night away at the fancy hotel?”

“it was good.” you and jungwon both said together, then looked at each other and smiled.

“jungwon fed on her.” jay said. “he did good controlling himself. and she did good keeping him grounded.”

“no way!” jakes thick accent came out as he clapped jungwon on the shoulder. “how was it? where did you feed?”

“her thigh.”

“better not be the right thigh.” sunghoon stated, eyes narrowed.

“and the left is better?” jake questioned. “how come you get a thigh to yourself?”

“i’m an elder.”

“alright old man.” jake teased.

“was it scary” sunoo asked jungwon.

jungwon shook his head. “not like i thought.”

you patted jungwon’s head, “he did good and didn’t hurt me.” you smiled.

then jungwon suddenly remembered, “did yall know jay only feeds when he’s being intimate with her?”

you snorted at jungwon saying intimate like he was scared to say the word sex.

jay and heeseung look surprised. sunoo looked disgusted like it was way tmi. sunghoon wasn’t fazed.

“sadly i did.”

you looked at sunghoon confused. you were never loud.

“baby doll, vampire hearing.”

“well shit.”

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[clockwayswrites]

Masked in Amity

CW: Sam doesn't come off great in this, but not Sam bashing. She just has a lot of growing up to do still and knee jerk reacts badly. (I also don't want to listen to any Sam bashing please and ty.)

Sam’s room still looked the same as always. Danny supposed that’s what happened when someone moved out for college but still came home again— especially to a home like Sam’s. There were only a few posters, a few photos, and a knickknack or two that had changed between high school and now. Danny sat on the edge of the bed like always.

“So how’s school doing?” Danny asked into the awkward silence. Silences never used to be awkward between them, or was that just looking back with rose colored glasses?

“Ugh,” Sam gripped and flopped back onto her bed next to Danny. “Why would you even ask me that? You know I hate it.”

“Because it’s what you’re doing right now? It’s a huge part of your life, you can’t just… avoid it.”

“Watch me,” Sam said, bitterly. Her snarled lips looked weird without the dark purple lipstick. “I’m going to get my stupid law degree my parents are paying for and work at some stupid corporate firm Dad has connections at and when my trust fund has made enough in interest I’m going to quite and go open a non-profit and sue all those fuckers I was forced to work for over how they’ve fucked up the environment.”

“Okay,” Danny said. He didn’t want to argue about this. He just hoped this plan worked better than the last three Sam had had before her privilege knocked her down a peg.

“Can I ask about, I don’t know, your time in Chicago at least?”

“Chicago is amazing,” Sam said, wistfully. “Being in Chicago, I mean, I’m sure you know how it is, it really makes it clear how backwater Amity Park is. The things people worry about here are so small compared to what’s out there!”

Danny just hummed in response. He didn’t exactly know what to say to that. It didn’t feel completely wrong, but it wasn’t right either. Worries weren’t a competition like that.

“And the bands!” Sam continued, thankfully changing the topic. “I have got to see so many amazing bands. The local scene alone is amazing and no one knows about them so you can be right up close and a lot of times even talk to the band after. You should come for a show sometime.”

“I can try to,” Danny said. Sam’s music wasn’t usually his thing, but something like that might be fun. It would be different at least. Danny gave her a little smile. “Maybe Tucker could make it out too.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “You know he won’t. When was the last time you talked to him not on the computer or the phone? He’s only here at Christmas when you aren’t.”

“You know how I feel about Christmas, Sam,” Danny said, holding back a sigh. Sure Tucker had been busy lately and that had made him more distant, but he was still one of their trio. “And if we plan something then Tucker can schedule for it. Don’t count him out just because he’s busy.”

“Alright, fine, we can plan something for a bigger show with Tucker,” Sam agreed, “but you still need to come out to something local. They’re really better anyways. We’ll go out to eat first and hit up a bar or three after. I know some really great places— places like you’ve never seen.”

Sam reached up and wrapped her hands around Danny’s neck, pulling him down a little. “It can be a date.”

Something in Danny balked at that. It was an innocent enough comment. Sam and him had dated and then not and then dated again or just had fun together. They’d known each other so long that it was easy to just ebb and flow out of the different levels of a relationship like that.

This time, though, Danny found himself resisting the tide. “Or we can just hang out.”

The almost dreamy smile Sam had crumpled into a frown. “What? I mean, sure, it can, but why? Are you seeing someone?”

“Yes? No? I mean, I’ve been… sleeping with someone, but we’re not dating or anything.”

“That’s okay,” Sam said easily. “I’m not going to make you be exclusive. I don’t want to be either right now; we’re not around each other enough for that and You know that I’ve been sleeping with my roommate sometimes and I’ve met a cute person in study group now too with amazing fingers.”

“No, I know, just…” Danny gave a frustrated noise. Nightwing and him weren’t even close to being exclusive. Someone like Nightwing could have anyone they wanted and with how much he liked sex, Danny was pretty sure Nightwing did have whoever he wanted. Danny was just… convenient for the hero side and Danny didn’t begrudge the other that. It was convenient for Danny too. It was just…

Danny didn’t want to keep living the same cycle with Sam where he was her world for a few weeks or months and then just back to an occasional phone call. He didn’t want to keep being pulled back to Amity Park. Maybe meeting her in Chicago would be different enough, but Sam was still so tied to Amity and always would be by her parent’s money.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this again,” Danny said slowly, feeling the words out as he said them. “Maybe it’s time just to leave us dating in the past?”

Sam dropped her hands and sat up. “Excuse me?”

Danny rubbed at the back of his neck. “Just, we’ve tried being together in a lot of different ways and we always end up in the same place.”

“So you want to leave me in the past?”

“No!” Danny said quickly, trying to get ahead of this before Sam spiraled too badly from making assumptions. “I’d love to come to Chicago and see a band with you! Just… not as a date.”

“Because you want to leave that in the past,” Sam snapped and got up off the bed.

Danny scrambled off also.

“That’s not a bad thing. I enjoyed it and I know you did too. Just more, okay, maybe that wasn’t the best phrase? I mean maybe we shouldn’t go down that road again when we know where it’s going to end.”

Sam crossed her arms. That was never a good sign. “Right, because I’m always going to be a dead end, is that it? Not like you who’s off playing hero with the big names?”

“What? What does me being a Titan have to do with this?”

“Don’t play dumb, Danny, we both know you’re not. You left to go be a famous hero and hardly looked back at Amity Park or me or Tucker or your parents. What if the town needed you?”

Danny threw his hands up in the air. “Why would they need me? I destroyed the portal, came to an agreement with Vlad, made sure my parents couldn’t build another working one— it fixed everything!”

“And then left.”

“So I could help other people!”

“Sure it wasn’t so that you could be famous?”

Danny closed his mouth with a clack.

Sam winced at her own words. “Danny…”

“No.” Danny backed up a few steps from her. “No. You don’t get to— you of all people don’t get to come at me like that! I never wanted to be a hero, Sam! You’re the one who said I needed to protect Amity and you were right, sure, but it’s never what I wanted! You wanted it!”

“Danny, no—” Sam reached out for him and Danny stepped back again, hitting the wall.

“Yes you did, Sam! You did or I never would have had to die a second time after your wish! I lost everything again! I don’t have a future like you and Tucker, I just have being a hero. I just have being dead.”

“Come on Danny,” Sam tried. She moved close again, slowly, like Danny was some sort of feral animal.

Maybe he really was just a caged beast.

“I’m just— I better go. I’m just going to go,” Danny said. In a flash of light he was back to being Phantom. He let himself tip back and phase through the wall.

As he left Amity Park behind, he couldn’t help but think it really said something that he was far more comfortable being Phantom these day than Danny.

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AN: Here's yous all voted on treat for the day! This comes before Danny showing up at Dick's door, quite upset.

[candycandy00]

My Sweet Pet - A Suo x Reader x Sakura Fanfic Part 2

You’re a hybrid cat girl in a pet shop, and Sakura Haruka is a fellow hybrid in the cage beside you. After becoming friends, he promises to protect you. A week later, you’re both purchased by Suo Hayato. 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Smut. 18+. Fem reader. Hybrid AU. Suo and Sakura are bisexual. Oral sex. First time sex. Threesome (sort of). Voyeurism. Humiliation. Dividers by @anitalenia and @benkeibear!

I’m having a really rough time right now so any feedback at all would be especially precious to me! Thank you!

The next morning, Sakura wakes up to find Suo standing over him, smiling down. 

“I thought we’d have a little chat,” Suo says. 

Sakura sits up, wincing at how sore he’s become overnight, sleeping on the floor with his arms behind his back. He looks up at his owner with an angry expression. 

Suo sits down in the nearby chair, gracefully crossing one leg over the other. “I’m going to remove your restraints. I probably don’t have to say this, but if you cause any problems, your lovely friend will be the one who suffers for it.”

Sakura frowns. “Still threatening her?”

“It’s the simplest way to make you behave,” Suo replies. Then he leans forward in his chair. “You might not believe me, but I genuinely have no desire to hurt either of you. At least not physically. The ideal situation would be for the three of us to enjoy each other’s company.”

Sakura is looking at him skeptically. “Then what the hell was that about last night?”

Suo laughs lightly. “If I didn’t give you two a push, you’d be blushing at each other for the rest of your lives. And besides,” he adds, his eye taking on a menacing gleam, “it’s way too fun to tease you both.”

Sakura can feel his face heating up, knows he’s going red, though he’s not sure if it’s from anger or embarrassment. “So you are just playing with us!”

Suo stands up and walks over to him, kneeling down behind his back and unfastening the restraints. “Surely you didn’t think I bought you two with no intention of enjoying myself,” he says as the restraints fall to the floor with a clink of metal. 

Rubbing his sore wrists, Sakura resists the urge to attack. He won’t do anything to jeopardize her safety. 

Suo walks to the door. “One of the servants will see you to your room. Please clean up before coming to breakfast. There’s dried cum on your clothes.”

Growing red again, Sakura looks down to see the obvious spots on his pants and bottom of his shirt. Great, now he’s embarrassed to walk down the hall! He grits his teeth and goes to the door, dreading whatever games Suo has planned for today. 

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You wake up in your huge, plush bed, stretching and yawning. You’ve never laid in something so soft and roomy before, and despite your anxiety over the events of last night, you fell asleep quickly. 

After putting on one of the pretty, too short dresses, you go to your door, where a servant is waiting to lead you to the dining room. When you walk inside, you’re surprised and relieved to see Haruka already sitting at the table. He’s dressed very differently from anything you’ve seen him in. He’s wearing a crisp white button down shirt and black pants. His hair is clean and shiny, slightly pushed back from his face. He seems a little uncomfortable with the new look, but at least he’s not restrained anymore!

When your eyes meet, his face turns pink and he looks away from you. Is this his usual shyness or does he not want to look at you after last night? Feeling awkward, you take a seat closer to Suo. 

“I trust you slept well last night,” Suo says. 

“Yes, thank you!” you say, then your eyes are drawn to the door as three servants walk in, carrying trays of food. They sit numerous plates on the table, revealing more food than you’ve ever seen in one place before. Everything looks delicious! 

“I wasn’t sure what the two of you like to eat,” Suo tells you as a servant pours him a cup of tea, “so I asked them to make a little of everything. You can inform the kitchen staff of your likes and dislikes before lunch.”

You look over the plates excitedly, then realize you don’t even know what some of them are. You recognize the basics like fried eggs and toast, but there lots of things you’ve never seen before. You’ll probably sound silly to the staff when you tell them you like sandwiches. You don’t even know what else you like. 

As if reading your mind, or perhaps noticing your hesitation, Suo smiles at you. “If you’d prefer to try lots of different things first, then tell them what you like, I can have them make sampler platters.”

“That would be wonderful,” you say, returning his smile. You weren’t sure last night, but today you’re almost certain: you and Haruka got lucky! Suo is generous, and is treating you more like guests than pets. Even if you’re expected to do intimate things with him, it’s not so bad with someone like him. 

You glance up at Haruka across the table, wondering if he feels the same way, but he’s just staring at the food with a sullen expression. 

“Please feel free to go ahead,” Suo says, sliding an empty plate over to you and motioning for you to fill it. 

With little attempt to be polite, you begin placing food on your plate and trying the different dishes. Everything is so scrumptious, so delectable, you almost feel like crying. It takes a moment for you to realize you’re the only one eating. The other two are watching you, Suo smiling and Haruka wearing a slightly softer expression. 

You blush and lower your fork. “Um, aren’t you two going to eat?”

Suo shakes his head. “I’ll be eating a little later. Sakura, why don’t you have something? You’re making her feel shy to be eating alone.”

Haruka looks surprised for a moment, then begins placing a few things on his plate and taking small bites. He sniffs everything first, thoroughly examining each thing as if he thinks it’s been poisoned. It’s then that you notice the bandages on his wrists, peeking out beneath his sleeves. 

You stand up from your chair and rush around the table to be next to him, taking his free hand into yours. “Are you hurt?”

His ears twitch as he looks at you. “Uh… no… I’m not hurt. The restraints left marks.”

You sigh in relief, then return to your seat. The rest of breakfast is uneventful, though you worry about Suo not eating. 

As servants clear the table of plates, your owner stands up and pushes his chair in. “Both of you are free to explore the house as you please. This is your home now too. You’ll be expected back here at noon for lunch.”

And then Suo is gone, leaving you and Haruka alone. The cat fidgets with the sleeve of his shirt for a moment, looking nervous. He opens his mouth to say something, stops himself, and looks at the table. Does he want to talk about last night? Or maybe he wants to avoid talking about it. 

“This is a really nice place, isn’t it?” you ask, hoping to get him talking. 

His eyes dart up to your face, as if he wasn’t expecting you to speak. “It’s big, I guess.”

“I’m surprised we get to walk around freely. I thought we’d be confined in some way.”

“I’m glad you like it here,” he says, “but be careful. I don’t trust our owner.”

“Suo? Why not?” you ask. 

He sighs. “I think he just likes to mess with us. We’re entertainment to him.”

You think it over. Haruka has been watching out for you for a while now, and his instincts are sharp. “Okay, I’ll be careful. I trust you more than anyone, Haruka.”

He reddens and looks away. “Thanks. And… about what you said last ni-“

A servant suddenly bustles into the room, gathering the rest of the plates from the table. Haruka grumbles and says, “I’ll tell you later.”

For the rest of the day, you and Haruka walk around the estate together, exploring the massive garden, looking through the kitchen, and even visiting each other’s rooms. 

Haruka digs through all the drawers in your dresser while you sit on the edge of your bed. 

“He really didn’t leave you any underwear,” he says with a frown. “Fucking pervert.”

Then his gaze drifts over to you, to your bare thighs, and he blushes before averting his eyes. 

“It’s okay,” you tell him. “There’s a hole for my tail in the dresses so it’s easier to keep them pulled down.”

“Ah, okay,” he says, seeming a little uncomfortable. 

Lunch and dinner are both extravagant affairs, with even more delicious food you’ve never tried before. And at both meals, Suo eats nothing, seeming content to watch you and Haruka enjoy your food. 

“Will you eat later… master?” you ask. He hasn’t told you what to call him, and you were taught to call your owner ‘master’ until they specify something else. 

He smiles warmly at you. “You can call me Suo for the time being. And yes, I’ll eat later. Thank you for your concern.”

Later that evening, both you and Haruka are called to Suo’s room again. The two of you meet outside his door, and Haruka turns to you. 

“Did… did he hurt you last night?”

You shake your head. “It was embarrassing, but nothing hurt.” You decide not to add that it actually felt very good. 

Haruka hesitates for a moment, then says, “If he does try to hurt you, I’ll stop him. I won’t let anything bad happen to you.”

You feel your own face heat up. “Y-you too! I won’t let anyone hurt you!”

He gives you the softest smile you’ve ever seen him wear, then puts his hand on the doorknob and opens it. 

Suo is waiting for you in his chair, and he doesn’t stand up this time when you both walk in and close the door behind you. 

He smiles as he makes the usual greetings and pleasantries, asking how you spent your day and if you need anything else. Then, without further delay, he tells you what the three of you will be doing tonight.

“It occurred to me that I’m the only one who didn’t cum last night,” he says in that calm voice. “That doesn’t seem fair, does it?”

You blink, then glance at Haruka. What happened after you left the room last night? The thought of them together makes you feel heated, and you subconsciously press your thighs together. 

Haruka is blushing again as he frowns at Suo. 

“What do you want us to do?” you ask. He has a point that it’s not fair if he’s the only one not feeling good. As shy as you are, you’ll do your best to please him. 

His one visible eye moves to you, then slides down your form. “Come closer, kitten,” he tells you.

Gripping the hem of your dress to hold it down, you step gingerly over to him. He looks up at you and says, “Can you get on your knees for me?”

Your heart races. You were taught many things as a hybrid, so you know where this is leading, even if you have no practical experience. Carefully, to avoid letting your dress ride up, you get down on your knees in front of his chair. 

His hand moves to your face, softly petting you. “So pretty. You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll take care of everything from now on.”

You look up at him, your brows slightly creased. “But I’m worried about you, Suo. Are you really eating?”

His eye widens, blinks, and then he smiles. It’s the first time his smile has seemed genuine. “You really are a sweet little cat, aren’t you? But if you’re worried about me, then I’m failing as your owner,” he says, his tone kind. “I’m in perfect health, I promise.”

“I’m glad,” you say, and you mean it. Your heart has begun to stir for Suo, just as it does for Haruka. 

His hand is gently rubbing the top of your head, his thumb stroking your twitchy ear. “Do you know what I want you to do for me?” he asks. 

You glance at his lap, at the barely visible bulge concealed by his dark pants, and nod. “I know.”

He pulls his hand back from your head and smoothly opens his pants. “Do you know how?”

“I watched demonstrations,” you say, your gaze locked on his hand pulling out his cock. It’s a little bigger than you expected, perfectly shaped, pale in color, flushed slightly pink at the tip. It’s elegant, just like Suo. 

“But you’ve never actually done it before?”

You shake your head. 

He smiles again. “It’s okay. Take your time. Do what feels right to you.”

You take a deep breath and then lean forward.

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Sakura watches as the woman he loves leans forward and gives Suo’s cock a few delicate kitten licks. She’s hesitant, moving slowly and carefully. She’s probably trying to figure out how best to please her owner. 

Despite his frustration at the situation, Sakura can’t stop himself from getting hard while watching her suck lightly on Suo’s tip. It’s too easy to picture her soft lips around his own cock. He wants to feel that so badly, wants to look down and see her on her knees in front of him, wants to hear what kinds of sounds she would make as she sucks him off. 

Instead, he’s watching her suck Suo’s dick from a few feet away. 

Suddenly Suo looks up at him. “Sakura, why don’t you help her out?”

Sakura reddens. “Huh?!”

Suo smiles. “Teach her how to please me.”

“I’m not gonna-“

Suo’s smile disappears, and an eerily empty expression replaces it as the man stares at Sakura. There’s something oddly threatening about it, even though Suo didn’t say another word. Would he hurt her if Sakura refuses? Could he hurt such a sweet and beautiful woman trying her best to pleasure him? Sakura doesn’t know the man well enough to make that judgement, so he grumbles as he walks over and gets on his knees beside her. 

She pulls back and looks at him. She seems a little excited, her eyes shiny as she watches Sakura lightly grip Suo’s shaft. Without hesitating, Sakura suddenly spits on Suo’s cock, then uses his hand to stroke up and down the length. 

“You have to get it wet,” he says, avoiding looking her in the eyes. Sakura has the benefit of knowing exactly what feels good, but it’s still incredibly awkward to give her instructions like this. 

He lets go and she takes over again, this time licking Suo’s cock all over, letting her own saliva coat it. Sakura looks up at the other man, who wears an irritatingly passive face. He feels the urge to make Suo react in some way, to see the poker face crack just a little. So while she’s running her cute kitty tongue over the length, Sakura leans forward and licks the tip, tasting the pre that’s beginning to leak out. 

He can hear Suo’s breath catch, but other than that, no reaction. The man is obviously good at keeping his cool. Sakura pulls back and says to the woman next to him, “Take as much as you can into your mouth.”

He feels dirty and perverse for telling her that, but Suo did order him to teach her. And, if he’s being honest with himself, a part of him wants to see her do it. 

She opens her lips and moves forward, letting Suo’s cock slide into her mouth. Fuck, she looks so pretty like this! Sakura’s erection is pressing against the fitted black pants Suo gave him to wear, threatening to burst through the fabric. The little sounds she’s making, the look in her big glassy eyes as she looks up… Sakura doesn’t know how Suo hasn’t already cum. 

His cat ears are sensitive to sounds, and he can hear Suo’s breathing getting quicker, even if the man is trying to keep it under control. She’s bobbing her head back and forth, taking Suo deep into her mouth and back out, over and over. Suo has to be getting close. With a start, Sakura realizes their owner probably intends to cum in her mouth. In her sweet, innocent mouth…

Just as he hears Suo’s breaths become even more rapid, Sakura hurriedly pulls her back and then wraps his own lips around the throbbing cock between them. He made it just in time, as Suo cums immediately after, filling Sakura’s mouth. 

Suo stares down at him, for one tiny moment looking surprised. Then he laughs, probably trying to cover up his ragged breathing. “I didn’t realize you were so competitive, Sakura. And I haven’t even explained the game yet.”

Sakura still has the man’s cock in his mouth, the last spurts of cum shooting out. He has no idea what Suo is talking about.

“Whoever swallows my cum gets a reward,” Suo says, wearing an absolutely devilish smile. “And whoever doesn’t… well…”

He doesn’t finish, but Sakura’s mind fills in the rest. Whoever doesn’t will be punished! He grabs her, the woman he loves so much, and kisses her, prying her lips apart with his tongue and sliding Suo’s cum into her warm mouth. 

After making sure she got most of it, he pulls away, strings of cum connecting their mouths. He never imagined his first kiss with her would be like this, and he hates it, but he can’t risk her being hurt. 

Suo watches them happily before going on. “I was going to say, whoever doesn’t swallow it will also get a reward, since you’re both being such good kitties tonight.”

Sakura’s head snaps up to look at Suo. “What?!”

Suo laughs as he stands up, then extends a hand to the lovely lady, helping her to her feet. “But since you swallowed most of it, you’ll get your reward first,” he says to her as Sakura seethes and gets up from the floor. 

Suo, still holding her hand, leads her to his huge bed and tells her to lie on her back. Sakura watches her face, looking for any signs that she’s frightened, but she only looks excited and perhaps a bit shy. Suo climbs onto the bed, hovers over her, and then slides her dress up to her waist. 

Sakura can’t pry his eyes away as Suo pushes her legs widely apart and then leans his face down, burying it in her glistening pussy. She cries out, arching her back off the bed, her tail sticking straight out beside her with the fur standing on end. 

Ahh, he wants to taste her too. 

It takes all of Sakura’s will power to not start stroking his hard on right there. Seeing her in such a lewd position, her hands gripping the sheets and her legs trembling as Suo holds them down, makes Sakura so hard he’s about to start humping a pillow again. 

All at once, Suo stops and sits up on the bed. “Sakura,” he says, “come here and get your reward.””

Sakura doesn’t move, just stares at Suo suspiciously. 

Suo stands up. “It’s part of her reward too. Come to the bed and fuck her.”

Sakura’s eyes widen, his ears twitch, and his face goes redder than ever. “I can’t just-“

“Oh?” Suo asks, cutting him off. “She’s already said she’s in love with you. I’m sure she’d rather lose her virginity to you than me. Isn’t that right?” he asks, turning to her. 

She sits up, clutching the hem of her dress and pulling it back down. She’s blushing furiously as she looks at Sakura. “I’d rather it be you, Haruka,” she says. “Only if you want to! If you don’t, that’s okay…”

If he doesn’t want to? He wants nothing more! His last thread of self control snaps, and he crosses to the bed in three steps. 

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Haruka is on you within seconds, sliding your dress up your body and over your head before pushing you back onto the bed and climbing on top of you. 

He pauses, his pink tinted face hovering above yours, as if studying your expression. Is he trying to make sure you want this? To encourage him, your hands move to his shirt, shaky fingers trying to undo the buttons. He’s seen you naked twice now and it’s not fair that you haven’t seen him. 

His breathing quickens as he helps you unbutton his shirt and then slips it off his shoulders, displaying his well toned torso. Your eyes are drawn to the thin trail of fine hair leading down below his pants. 

Before undressing any further, he leans down and kisses you, slowly and softly, the way you always dreamed of him kissing you. The taste of Suo is still on his lips, but somehow that turns you on even more. 

He draws back and unbuttons the expensive black pants, opening them and pushing them down his hips. Apparently Suo didn’t leave any underwear for him either. 

Haruka is different from Suo. A little thicker, a tiny bit longer, a base lined with two colors of soft hair. He’s rock hard and leaking already as his hand lightly strokes his cock. You glance over at Suo, who is standing nearby, watching with an unreadable expression. It’s embarrassing to do this in front of someone else, but you want Haruka so much, you think you would let him fuck you in front of the whole world. 

He sits back on his knees and lifts your hips, pulling you into his lap. His face is still red, but his expression is serious, focused, as he lines himself up with your dripping entrance. Then, oh so slowly, he begins pushing in. 

There’s a sheen of sweat on his body, his teeth gritted as if he’s fighting some desperate mental battle. His hair that had been pushed back has fallen back into his face. God, he’s beautiful. And he’s trying to be so gentle with you, easing in, taking his time. 

You feel yourself stretching around him, molding to his shape, and you only want more. More of him inside you, more of his body brushing against yours. You feel your own breaths hitching, your skin feeling hot as you look up at him. 

Suo moves closer, looking at Haruka. “I admire your restraint,” he says. “Must be hard to control yourself with such a tight, wet pussy wrapped around you.”

“Shut up, Suo!” Haruka practically growls. 

Suo laughs. “Such a feisty cat! But oh, look how pretty she is under you, looking up at you so lovingly. I bet you want to plunge in and fuck her sweet little brains out.”

Haruka growls again, his sharp feline teeth showing. Is it that hard for him to hold back? You wouldn’t mind him going a little faster…

“Haruka,” you say, “You don’t have to hold back! You can be rougher with me!”

He pushes further in, still slowly. “Fuck! I want this to be special for you! I want you to feel good!”

You reach up and touch his face. “I do feel good, just being touched by you. I want you to feel good too!”

His grip on your hips tightens, and he pulls your body further onto his cock. He’s moving a little faster, going a little deeper. It feels amazing! You want him to reach the deepest parts of you. 

“Haruka! Please… deeper!”

He shoves in, finally going all the way to the hilt, making you gasp and clench around him. He’s panting as he begins thrusting in and out of you, still being careful not to hurt you. “Fuck… you feel so good around me,” he says, looking you in the eyes. 

His tip hits a spot that sparks such pleasure, tears spring to your eyes. He pauses, his face alarmed. “Did I hurt you?”

“No!” you cry out, desperate for him to hit that spot again. “Please don’t stop!”

He starts again, going even harder and faster, building a rhythm that makes you moan and writhe beneath him. He hits it again, your sweet spot, and your body jerks  

Suo is beside you, and he puts one hand on your head, stroking your hair. “You’re doing so good. Sakura is nearly at his limit.”

The praise only intensifies your pleasure. All of it combines to make you feel almost delirious. Haruka’s sculpted body above you, dripping sweat, his heavy breaths and growls, his hands gripping your hips, his cock filling you so full, hitting something deep within you that makes your toes curl. Then Suo’s hand gently petting your hair and ears, his soft voice telling you how pretty you look and how good you’re doing. 

You fall over the edge, all the stimulation overtaking you. As the orgasm washes over your body, you cry out, tears leaking down your face. Suo’s free hand rubs down your arm to reach your hand, where he takes it in his own and pulls it up to his face, kissing it as you ride out your high. 

Haruka is looking down at you, still thrusting into your clenching pussy, his eyes looking wild, feral. You stare back at him, teary eyed. “Haruka… I love you!”

He grunts loudly, shoving in as deeply as possible as he finally cums, shooting everything he has directly into your core. When finished, he nearly collapsed, but catches himself on his hands on either side of you. His face is inches from yours. 

He kisses you again, then looks directly at you as he says, “I love you too!”

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dewdrops deserted in the carnage 

the wistful wyvern, chapter four

a/n: we're mostly getting angsty in this chapter, buuuuut also just a little bit slutty at the end. just a little sprinkling of spice.

summary: “please, stop,” you said firmly, your glare briefly averting, “look, trust me when I say, I wouldn’t be here if I had any other choice. But unfortunately, you’re the only one with the information that we need.”

warnings: knight!bucky barnes x knight!reader, fantasy AU (monsters, but not much magic), original fantasy world, ex-friends to lovers, coworkers to lovers, former fuckboy!bucky, tattooed!bucky, slow burn, one-sided pinning, forced proximity, violence, weapons, the death of a horse, crying, only one bed, jealousy

word count: 3398

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“I mean, I knew that your dad was a crook, but One-eyed Ollie? That’s your father?” 

Letting a heavy sigh seep from your lungs, “unfortunately,” you didn’t bother throwing a glance over at the warden riding beside you.

“How did I not know this?” 

“Only the most important people know,” you shrugged, as the king had kept up his promise to keep your past secret. 

“Oh, geez, thanks, snow,” Bucky huffed, taking your comment to heart, “glad for the assurance of where we fucking stand.” 

Twisting your neck, you glanced over at him as his stare was now firm on the road you travelled down, “…fine,” you exhaled, “what do you wanna know?”

Meeting your gaze, his curiosity then began to overflow, “what’s he like? What was your childhood like? Did you know him well?”

“Uh, well,” an awkward chuckle briefly billowed out of you, “let’s just say, he wouldn’t win any awards for his parenting skills. His idea of bonding with his kid wasn’t to teach me how to fish or farm. He taught me how to lie and steal from innocent people. To be honest, I don’t even know if he ever really saw me as a child, more just a tiny impressionable human being that he could mould into the perfect addition to his team…” 

Staring over at you, he asked, “were you there back then?”

“No, that was a little before my time,” you cocked your head as you frame rocked with each of Zenna’s steps, “if I’d already been a part of the only successful attempt there’d been in all the history of Obelón at breaking into the vault in Ingorn’s palace, then I wouldn’t need to go seek help from my father after swearing I’d never even acknowledge his existence again for the remainder of my days.”

Pursing his lips, his gaze then flicked away from you as he uttered slowly, “…so, have you ever stolen anything from me?”

Rolling your eyes, you sighed loudly through the amused smile that somehow bloomed on your lips, “Buck–”

“Have you?” 

“No!” you exclaimed, “of course not.” 

“Really?” he tilted his head before turning his attention back towards the road, “your fingers never had a moment where they itched too much to resist–,” and as he spoke, you begrudgingly fulfilled his request and swept out your grasp, snatching up the coin purse at his belt right as his body’s swaying gave you an opportunity. Though as soon as you’d swiped it, completely unbeknownst to him, you threw it back in his face and the pouch struck his bearded jaw, “ow!” before it tumbled down into his grasp. 

As his eyes lifted from the purse up to shoot a glare in your direction, you just huffed, “there. You happy? I stole something from you. Now can we please just–” 

But the rest of your banter got cut short as a rumbling abruptly shook the earth beneath you. Both of the horses reacted, getting a bit spooked at their sudden unstable footing. 

Without any further warning, the dirt before you split open as a huge ankheg burrowed its way out. 

Skittering forth with its many legs, the insectoid creature ferociously jumped your horse, causing her to tumble over as the monster snapped its large mandibles at her. Tumbling to the grass, all the air got knocked out of your lungs from the impact. 

Coughing and reeling from the fall, you swiftly unsheathed a couple of daggers and tossed them just as Bucky too sent a few bolts flying as well, both of them sinking into the monster at the same time. 

Unfortunately, the ankheg hadn’t been alone as a few more then crawled out of the hole and attacked you both. 

One skurried on top of you as you were still dazed on the ground. Its long branch-like antennas swayed above its head as it screeched a clicking call over you.

The bulbous sack that protruded right on its throat throbbed as green acidic saliva began to drip out of its mouth and down its mandibles, scarcely missing your head as it sizzled against the grass.

Fiddling for a blade, you sucked in a shaky breath when you discovered there weren’t any left on your person. 

As it pinned you down and you used all of your might to keep it at bay, your glance first fluttered to your partner for help, only to discover that he too was in over his head. Your frantic eyes then flickered around, searching for anything you might be able to defend yourself with. 

And just above your head, there lied a solid rock. 

Bending your legs, you pressed your boots up against the ankheg’s hard scales, using everything you had as you slipped your right hand out and stretched it to the stone. Only your fingertips grazed it at first as it wasn’t quite in your reach. Straining till a scream forced its way out of your lungs, your grip then finally succeeded and wrapped around the rock. 

It stunned the creature slightly when you knocked the stone against its head, enough to grant you the upper hand and slip out from under it. 

You didn’t know how many times you repeatedly brought the rock down upon the monster as you lost yourself completely till you were kneeling above its smashed remains, heaving for breath, with its dark green viscera splashed across you and dripping from the stone still glued in your grasp.

The grunt of Bucky dealing the killing blow to the one he was battling didn’t manage to snap you out of your trance. But when the dying sounds of your horse cut through the blinding adrenaline within you and found your ears, in an instant the rock tumbled from your grasp.

Twisting around, tears swiftly blurred up the image of Zenna suffering on the ground, her brown-speckled stomach split open and blistering as her innards spilt out of her. 

“No, no, no–,” you shakily scrambled to your feet, but already knew there wasn’t anything you could do. 

The only thing you could do for her now was end her pain. 

Bending down, you pulled one of your daggers out of her killer’s corpse, still lying right beside her. 

Your hands were shaking so hard that you nearly dropped the blade. Every muscle in your body locked up as you tried to kneel down beside Zenna. 

Then, as tears streamed down your cheeks and dropped to the blood-stained grass below, a hand suddenly appeared and slipped the weapon out of your hand. 

Blinking up into Bucky’s blue eyes, he quietly uttered, “I’ll do it,” as he tightened his fist around the hilt of the short blade. 

As he sank down onto his knees, you turned around and shut your eyes. 

When her suffering sounds were no more and the road grew quiet, an onslaught of tears violently burst out of you. 

Rising to his feet, Bucky wrapped his arms around you before you tumbled over. Twisting slightly, you curled into him, welcoming his hug as your sobs melted against his armoured chest.

“You ready?” Bucky asked softly in your ear as he sat behind you on his ebony mount. 

Staring up at the intimidating dark stone fortress of Yoslor Penitentiary, you let out a low breath, “no.” 

Sometime in the decade since you’d been imprisoned here, your father had finally been caught. For what exactly you weren’t sure of, but the night that the king had pulled you aside to discreetly inform you, was the first one you’d soundly slept through, perhaps ever. 

Even though the last very thing you desired was to lay eyes on your dad once more, you still slipped off of the stallion but a moment after Bucky did. 

You were both let in without much fuss after stating your stature and your business. Guards led you through the prison, passed some of the cells, and escorted you to a chamber, not unlike the one you’d been in when you had talked to the king and your whole life had changed.

After you’d both taken a seat at the central table, not much time passed before, like a haunting nightmare, the voice of your father began to rumble on the other side of the closed door.

“Oh come on, gents. You can tell me who my visitor is,” your eyes fluttered shut a moment at the familiar sound, “or do you want me to guess?”

Blowing out a slow and agonising exhale, you gathered yourself right before the door burst open and in tumble your father. 

Though he was a bit slimmer now, had lost more of his hair, as well as the new accessory of heavy chains that restricted his movements, he still looked exactly the same. 

“Well, well, well…” a bright grin split apart his lips, flashing you a few of his golden teeth, as the guards tossed him down into the opposing chair and secured his chains, “my baby dewdrop,” he stared at you with the eye not scared over and covered by a leather patch, “I heard you got out.”

“Hello, Olliander,” you greeted coldly, keeping your spine straight. 

“Oh, come on, no need to be so rigid,” the chains jangled loudly and he gestured with his hands, “get over here and give your pa a big hug.” 

“Please, stop,” you said firmly, your glare briefly averting, “look, trust me when I say, I wouldn’t be here if I had any other choice. But unfortunately, you’re the only one with the information that we need.”

“And what would I get out of this little arrangement?” 

Staring back at him, you swore you felt steam begin to billow out of your ears, “you would get to help your daughter, finally do something reminiscent of good, after running and making me take the fall when I’d thought you’d only set me up to be the decoy.”

“Look, dewdrop, it was a different time back then, the authorities were hot of our trail!” he tried to diminish your statement, “someone had to go down in order to save the rest of us.”

“So, you thought it should be your own kid?” you seethed, leaning forward in your seat ever so slightly. 

“…well, you’re tough, I knew you’d be able to handle it,” he tilted his head, “and just look at you now! If I hadn’t made that decision, then you’d never have this fancy new life of yours.” 

“Don’t you dare,” the little restraint you tried to keep a hold of snapped, “don’t you fucking dare take any of the credit. You didn’t do a single thing, my entire life, you never did anything that didn’t benefit you,” your pointer finger extended accusatorially, “so, I’m not asking you, I am telling you, you will give us the information we need, or else I’ll make sure your life here gets a hell of a lot more miserable than it already is.” 

The room fell quiet, not even Bucky dared to move before your father eventually let out a heavy sigh, “…what do you wanna know?”

“The vault in Ingorn’s palace, the one made out of hellstone,” your fingers dug into your thigh beneath the table as you spoke, “how did you do it?”

The one-eyed criminal then began to laugh, “seriously? You wanna break into that? I mean, you’re good, dewdrop, almost as good as me, but come on, with how rusty you must be these days, that is just insane–”

“Just tell us how you did it,” you barked. 

“Alright, fine,” he exhaled and rested a restrained arm against the edge of the table, “well, first of all, the lock on it is a thing of beauty, you can’t just tickle her open like a lady with a few lockpicks…” 

“You know, when you said that you knew a place in Erasild where we could stash our stuff, this isn’t what I imagined,” you stared up at the building before you, before shooting a glare in Bucky’s direction, “a brothel? Seriously? We don’t have time to pause everything just so that you can get laid.”

“Hey, this is business, not pleasure,” he stated, then playfully added before heading inside, “but if you wanna get that stick out of your ass, I’m sure some of them would like to help.”

As you entered behind him, the warmth radiating from the establishment swiftly thawed the evening chill that had settled in your bones. Navigating through the clusters of small tables, gently lit by candlelight, a trio of bards in the corner caught your ear as they strummed out a smooth ditty as a part of the sensual ambience. 

A voluptuous woman then sauntered out of a backroom with a casket of clinking wine bottles in her grasp. As she sat it down on the bar with a loud thud and her gaze then flickered up to spot your travelling companion, her face lit up into a bright smile. 

“Ah! Darling!” she immediately walked up to him and threw her arms around him. Pressing her lips to his cheek in a loud peck, she then pulled him back at arm’s length to get a good look at him, “what has it been, like three years? I was starting to think you’d died on me.”

“It's good to see you too, Helen,” a warm chuckle rumbled out of Bucky, before he then twisted back towards you, “let me introduce you,” he held out an open hand in your direction, “this is Warden Y/l/n,” you bowed your head softly as she found your eye, “snow, this is Helen Raye, owner and proprietor of The Sapphire Chateau.”

“Pleasure to make your acquaintance, madam,” you offered her a tight-lipped smile. 

“The pleasure is all mine,” she purred, letting her gaze study you a second before her plump lips parted once more, “so, will you be wanting to share your entertainment tonight, or do you want someone all for yourself? There is this girl that came to me a few years back that I know you’d just love,” your eyes couldn’t help but grow wide as Helen battered her eyelashes up at Bucky, “she can’t just bend herself into a pretzel, but every other shape imaginable.” 

“Uh, some other time, Hel,” he declined with a polite smile, “we’re not really here for that.”

“Oh,” she breathed, though still smirked back at Bucky like she was about to ravage him. 

“We just need a place to set off a few things, let Echo stay, just for a little bit while we go pay Ingorn a visit.” 

“Ah, you must be going to that fancy ball they’re throwing! I’ve no idea what the occasion is, but business has been booming the past few weeks as all sorts of lords and ladies have passed through on their way down to the capital.”

Sharing a glance with you at the new information, Bucky then fibbed, “uh, yeah, we–… we are.” 

Twisting her frame, Helen then waved down a lanky boy behind the bar and said, “I’ll have Jeremy take care of your horse,” you watched as the lad zoomed out to do his duty, “and if you want somewhere secure to store your items, you’re welcome to use the little safe in my room.” 

“Thank you,” you uttered. 

“Do you have any rooms available?” Bucky asked as Helen manoeuvred around the bar, “a hot bath would be nice before we head out again.” 

“Uh,” her vision fluttered down behind the counter where a few keys hung from small hooks, “I have one room unoccupied,” she held up a dangling key, hooked on her curved finger, “it’s yours if you want it.”

And before you could protest about how this didn’t line up with the limited time you had to work with, Bucky had already snatched up the key, “thanks.”

“Room eight,” her teeth lightly caught her bottom lip, “your favourite, if I recall correctly.” 

If his back hadn’t been turned to you, the flush that then crept up on Bucky’s features would have been noticeable to your eyes even in this low light, “it–, uh, yeah, thanks,” he then cleared his throat, “the soap and such still in the same spot?”

“It is.”

“Great,” he exhaled, then turned to you, “I’m gonna head up first, get cleaned up,” his feet already began to carry him towards the staircase in the corner, “you mind ordering us some food? I’m starving for a proper meal.” 

“Uh, sure,” you uttered, still a bit stunned as you now found yourself without a buffer, “so, what kind of food do you serve in this establishment?”

“Let me get you a menu, love,” Helen headed into the back for a moment, only to return with more than just a pamphlet of culinary options. As the list slid over the bar towards you, her palm also insistently pushed a small glass vial containing some dried herbs in your direction. 

“What–,” heat began to rise in your cheeks as you read the small label. It was athrire, the herb commonly brewed into a tea and utilised as birth control, “oh, no, thanks, but I don’t need this.”

“You’ve been on the road for a while, and from how I know that man, you’ve probably run out by now,” she winked and pushed it right back to you as you tried to return it. 

“No, it’s really not like that, we’re not–”

“Darling,” her hand enclosed momentarily around yours, “just take it.”

When you’d found the room, Bucky was so fresh out of his bath that you nearly caught a glimpse of something as he buttoned up a fresh pair of pants. Droplets still trailed down his inked physique as he turned at the sound of your entrance. 

If his painstakingly slow work at covering his drool-worthy body up again hadn’t been enough to make you more flustered than a bashful bunny, the discovery that the room only had one bed sure did the trick.

It shouldn’t have surprised you, but it still managed to. 

And when you stated that you’d just sleep on the floor and let him have the plush mattress all to himself, Bucky argued teasingly that you’d slept under the stars together countless times before. 

But that had been different, oh so very different and he knew it.

As he disappeared to get your food, you grabbed a quick bath. The view of the night sky from out of the balcony doors relaxed and distracted you long enough that you had to scramble at the last moment when Bucky returned, knocking on the door before you shrieked for him to stay on the other side just a moment longer as you rushed out of the tub. 

After the warm meal was scarfed down and a dozen yawns had escaped your lungs, you found yourself in a place you never thought you’d actually get to be. 

In bed next to Bucky. 

You were afraid to move. Just laid there like a statue, your stare darting from the constellations clear out the tall window, to the small Zondür alter in the corner of the chamber. 

But eventually, you heard your hushed tone fill the room, “so, Helen…”

“Hm?” Bucky hummed from his side of the bed, “what about her?”

“She seems nice,” your gaze bore a hole into the ceiling. 

Hearing him shift beside you, he said, “well, she is.” 

Feeling his gaze upon your silhouette, you didn’t dare to twist and meet his eye, “…so, how many of the other people that work here do you think are nice?”

A short chuckle then bubbled out of him, “snow…” before he teased, “what are you trying to get a personal recommendation or something?”

Your mouth then flew open as you shot him a glare, “no, I just–,” letting out a loud groan, “forget I said anything,” and you frantically turned your back to him, “go to sleep.” 

“Helen is very good at what she does,” he casually informed you through his amused smirk, “she hires people who are very good at their job, people who are very nice. You’d be in good hands with any of them.”

“I-I wasn’t trying to–,” you stammered, nearly twisting around to bash his mass in the moonlight, “just shut up, please!” but he just laughed. 

© 2024 thyme-in-a-bubble 

[theemporium]

hello! may I request James finding out that reader has a huge crush on Remus and so he starts meddling to get them together and it eventually works

thank you for requesting!🖤

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It had been your own drunken mistake that you told James about the feelings you harboured for his best friend.

The Gryffindor team had just won the quidditch cup and everyone was celebrating. You had one too many cups of whatever spiked concoction Sirius had whipped up for the party and found yourself sitting in a bathtub with the quidditch captain, spilling your heart out. 

“Sometimes I wish I had what you and Lily have,” you had confessed to him that night, your eyes feeling heavier with each passing minute.

James knocked his shoulder against yours. “You’re a catch, mate. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“Not the person I want though,” you snorted, the pitiful words feeling bitter on your tongue.

“Who’s that?” 

And in your drunken, tired state, you hadn’t seen an issue in confessing that the boy in question was none other that Remus Lupin. Quiet, soft-spoken Remus Lupin who barely spared you a glance, let alone talked to you on a good day. 

But your confession had awoken something in James as he scrambled out of the bathtub, clapping his hands in excitement as he started rambling. He told you he would sort it out, despite the fact you told him not to get involved. He told you he was going to play matchmaker, despite you begging him not to. 

James Potter was going to set you up even if you wanted him to just pretend like you never said a word. 

The next week had been spent with awkward and dreadful attempts of James trying to live up to his promise. You knew he had a good heart and his intentions were pure, but you couldn't help but feel as though this setup was going to end up with Remus wanting nothing to do with you rather than the opposite. 

It all led up to the following weekend.

The marauders were pranksters at their core and they usually liked to work as their own little group. But James had dragged you along, insisting that they would need your assistance for this prank. And being as trusting and naive as you were, you genuinely believed him. You genuinely believed that he needed your help for whatever prank he was setting up this time around. 

What you didn’t expect—and you honestly should have because it was James fucking Potter��was to end up trapped in a closet with Remus Lupin, the door locked and the light dim and the sound of your cackling friend disappearing on the other side of the door.

“JAMES!” 

Your fists pounded on the door but it didn’t budge. You reached for your wand, only to find it wasn’t in your back pocket like it always was and cursed the boy under your breath. You let out a small huff, leaning your forehead against the wooden door. 

“Is being stuck with me really that bad?” Remus had asked, his amusement clear in his voice but that didn’t stop your cheeks flushing in embarrassment. 

“No, of course no! I just…James clearly just likes to torture me,” you stumbled over your words, wincing a little when you realised just how it sounded. “Not that being stuck in here with you is torture! It’s the opposite really. I mean—”

Remus chuckled. “Do you always get this nervous or am I narcissistic enough to believe it’s because of me?” 

You opened your mouth to reply but no words came out.

“Oh?” Remus mused as he stepped forward, now just in front of you. You couldn’t make out the features on his face, more so his general silhouette but all you could think was that he was huge and so tall and you could’ve died quite happily in that position. “It is because of me.”

“No,” you squeaked out, your face burning and you were almost glad he couldn’t see you. 

“Is it because you’re scared of me?” he asked, his voice a little softer.

“Never,” you answered almost immediately. 

“Good,” he murmured with a small nod of his head. “So you won’t mind if I do this.” 

You didn’t get much of a chance to question the boy before you watched his head duck down, his lips brushing against yours in the softest kiss you had ever experienced but it wasn’t enough. You needed more. 

Your fingers gripped his shirt, pulling him further down as his lips pressed against yours, hard. He let out a small ‘oomph’ before groaning, his hands finding your waist and tugging you close until your body was pressed against his. You let out a small whine when he pulled away, even if his attention just shifted to placing soft, chaste kisses along your jaw.

“I have a confession,” he muttered against your skin. 

Your eyes fell shut, your head leaning back against the door. “What?”

“James told me how you felt,” he murmured, smirking a little when he felt you tense beneath him. “Relax, he knew I felt the same. He just can’t keep a secret very well.” 

“I’m gonna kill that little bastard,” you breathed out.

“You can do it later, love,” Remus whispered before his lips found yours in the dark once again.

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She Is My World (part 2) *⁠.⁠✧

TW: Teenage pregnancy, mentions of pregnancy

previous - She Is My World part 1

Donnie stepped out of the dojo, his heart still racing from the conversation with Splinter. He took a deep breath, feeling like he’d aged a few years in the span of a single conversation. He hadn’t fully prepared for the road ahead, but at least he had his father’s support.

Before he could even process his next steps, his brothers practically ambushed him, surrounding him in the hallway.

“So… it’s true?” Leo asked, his expression caught somewhere between disbelief and concern.

“Bro,” Raph grunted, arms crossed, his usually stern expression softened with a hint of surprise. “Are you serious? Like… for real?”

Donnie shifted awkwardly under their gazes, nodding. “Yeah, it’s true. (Y/N) is pregnant.”

They all just stared at him for a moment, as if waiting for him to reveal it was some elaborate prank. But when he didn’t, the reality hit, and their reactions varied.

Raph let out a low whistle. “Man… I mean, I thought you and (Y/N) were serious, but…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “I didn’t think this serious.”

Donnie swallowed, rubbing the back of his neck, feeling the weight of their questions pressing down on him. “Yeah, trust me, I didn’t expect it either. But it happened, and I… I have to take responsibility.”

Leo smiled a little. “You know we’ll help you however we can.” He clapped a hand on Donnie’s shoulder, his eyes full of reassurance.

But then Mikey, wide-eyed and completely innocent, leaned in closer, curiosity radiating off him. “Wait, wait, wait.” He looked back and forth between his brothers, then locked eyes with Donnie, his face completely serious. “How did she, like… get pregnant?”

The question hung in the air like a firecracker that hadn’t yet exploded. Donnie’s face went beet red, and he stammered, trying to find a way to explain that wouldn’t end up in a full-blown anatomy lecture. “Uh, well… um… you know, it’s just… that’s kind of private, Mikey.”

Mikey tilted his head, oblivious to the awkwardness, his curiosity only growing. “But you gotta tell me, dude! I mean, does it just… happen? Like, you two held hands too long or something?” His eyes were as big as saucers, genuinely invested in understanding the mystery of pregnancy.

Donnie felt his face flush deeper as he struggled to keep his composure. “Mikey, no, that’s… that’s not how it works. It’s, uh, more complicated than that.”

Raph snickered, crossing his arms and grinning. “Come on, Don. You’re the genius here. Give Mikey the biology lesson.”

Leo shot Raph a warning look but couldn’t help suppressing a small smile. “Maybe… not the time, Raph.”

Mikey, however, was undeterred, staring at Donnie with all the persistence of a puppy. “Aw, come on! Just a quick explanation? You know… turtle to turtle?”

Donnie cleared his throat, desperately trying to maintain some dignity. “Mikey, let’s just say that it’s something that happens when two people love each other a lot and…”

“Yeah, I know all that,” Mikey said, nodding, though it was clear he was still a bit confused. “But I mean… like, how?”

Raph couldn’t resist, chuckling. “Geez, Mikey. You really don’t get it?”

Donnie was about to find some way to change the subject when Leo stepped in, saving him. “Look, Mikey, you don’t need all the details right now. Just know it’s something you will know when you are an adult. Okay?”

“Okay, okay,” Mikey relented, though he was still looking at Donnie with a mixture of awe and confusion. “Man, you’re gonna be a dad. That’s… huge.”

Donnie sighed, feeling a mixture of relief and anxiety swirling within him. “Trust me, I know. It’s… it’s terrifying, honestly. I still don’t know if I’m ready. But I don’t really have a choice anymore. I have to be.”

Leo nodded, giving Donnie a supportive smile. “ C'mon little bro, you know we will help you.”

Raph nodded. “Yeah, you may have messed up, but you’re owning up to it. That’s what counts.”

And then Mikey grinned and threw his arms around Donnie. “Hey, this means I get to be Uncle Mikey! Dibs on babysitting!”

[honeyjars-sims]

Part 2 Prologue #4: Besties

It’s later in the afternoon. The cake has been cut, presents have been opened, and now everyone is just mingling. The sun is starting to set and Chantal and I are chilling on a bench, too stuffed to move after filling up on chocolate cake and ice cream.

As we chat, I spot Glynnis and Hollis walking towards their apartment and give them a wave. I thought they might stop by and chat, but they seem busy. Chantal sees who I’m waving to and lets out a small gasp.

“Oh my God!” She cups a hand over her mouth. “That’s Hollis Abernathy!”

“Yeah, she’s my neighbor. Do you follow her on Simsta?”

“Yeah, but that’s not where I know her from. Her parents own a bunch of businesses in San Myshuno. She’s the heiress to a huge fortune–or at least she was. Here, look.”

She pulls up a gossip site on her phone and hands it over to me. I see an article from a couple of years ago with a picture of Hollis stumbling out of a club. Plastered in big, bold letters at the top of the page is the headline, "HOLLIS'S WILD NIGHT OUT."

I get a few lines into the article before I start feeling like I’m invading Hollis’s privacy. Besides, I’m not going to judge her off of what some tabloid said about her 2 years ago. People change; I know that as well as anyone. 

“Okay, so what?” I ask.

“Nothing, I’m just surprised to see her here is all.” 

I shrug. “She seems pretty nice. I’m gonna go mingle some more before people start leaving,” I say, and I start to wander around. 

I see my dads are talking to Paul and Lucy, and they’re all laughing.

“Looks like you’re all getting along.”

“Why didn’t you tell us your roommate is such a comedian?” Pops asks. Paul beams at the compliment.

“Yeah, you should have heard the joke he just told us,” Dad chimes in. “You’d love it. What was it again? Something about a stick,” he laughs.

“Oh, yeah, I’ve heard that one,” I say. “Paul’s always joking around.”

“No wonder you two get along, then,” Pops replies.

“I’m glad for that,” Lucy adds. “I figured you would, but it would’ve been awkward if my brother and my work bestie didn’t like each other.”

“Oh, I’m your work bestie, huh? Not just your bestie. I see how it is.”

“You’re totally her bestie,” Paul interjects. “Trust me, I know these things.”

“Oh, come on, you know what I meant,” Lucy tells me. “I blame it on my pregnancy brain.”

“What, you’re pregnant? And you didn’t tell me? Some bestie you are!”

“I didn’t? I thought I did. Anyway, isn’t it obvious, what with how much I've been throwing up and how big my belly's getting?”

“I have four sisters,” I point out. “I know better than to make an assumption about a woman’s body like that.”

“And that’s why you’re my bestie.”

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HOLLIS'S WILD NIGHT OUT

08/17/2021 08:00 AM PST

Hollis Abernathy caused quite the scene on a wild night out celebrating singer Christina Dotson’s 18th birthday! Did someone forget to tell her that the drinking age is 18 in Del Sol? The blonde beauty was spotted downing drinks all night–despite only being 17-years-old.

Hollis’s parents, business-moguls Robert and Bianca, plan to give her access to a large trust fund on her own 18th birthday next year; however, friends of the socialite report that her recent antics are putting that plan in jeopardy.

“Her parents have had enough,” a source tells us. “They don’t like all of the negative attention her partying is putting on the family. They’re worried about how it will affect their reputation, especially with the Carlisles.”

Hollis has been dating 17-year-old Hunter Carlisle for several months, a relationship that was likely orchestrated by the pair’s parents who are reported to have a lucrative business venture in development. At first, Hollis and Hunter seemed like a match made in heaven, but things have quickly become hellish for the couple.

“Hollis and Hunter got into a huge fight at the party,” our source tells us. They were screaming in the middle of the club. People are saying they broke up. Christina was so embarrassed.”

Hollis’s wild night didn’t end there. Moments after her fight with Hunter, our photogs caught her making out with an unknown blonde woman. Could Hollis’s sexuality be the reason for her troubles with Hunter?

“I’m not sure if Hollis is interested in girls or not, or if she just wanted to make Hunter mad,” our source said. “But she seemed pretty into the kiss.”

The kiss was cut short when Christina and their friend Mikayla “Micki” Davison dragged Hollis away from her would-be lover. Hollis could barely stand as Christina helped her into Micki’s convertible. Once seated inside, Hollis began yelling obscenities at our photogs, to the dismay of her friends.

“You ruined my birthday!” Christina was heard sobbing from the back seat.

SMZ reached out to Hollis’s rep who simply said, “No comment.”

[ficsandgiggles]

A New Beginning

Chapter Three: Triggers and Techniques

After Wanda has a word with Natasha, she reluctantly agrees to go shopping with you guys, but she quickly provides comfort when you need it most.

Previous chapter

Word count: 1482

Trigger warnings: Mention of scars, panic attacks and post-ex anxiety

Wanda went towards Natasha looking like she was on a mission. She told you that she was going to talk to her after the Black Widow continued to be cold with you.

She knocked on the door a few times before letting herself in. “She’s a nice person, you know. Yelena was just helping out a friend, you would do the same.” She told her abruptly.

Natasha was startled a little, not expecting the sudden entry whilst she was sorting out some laundry, she sighed and turned to face Wanda.

“Yelena didn’t ask either of us whether we would be happy to have someone else here, it would’ve been nice to have a heads up, don’t you agree?” She asked quietly.

“Well, yes, but this was a last-minute thing, Yelena didn’t want to put Y/N at risk of harm, she was literally escaping a dangerous situation,” Wanda told her. “Just like the rest of us, she’s been through a lot.”

Nat sighed, Wanda had a good point, she saw what you did to yourself to deal with what was going on in your life.

“You’re right… it was just how sudden it all was that threw me off. I’m just understandably hesitant with her at the moment.” Natasha explained with a sigh.

“Well, the only way you’d be able to trust her a little more is to come with us shopping,” Wanda told her with raised eyebrows, thinking she had softened the redhead a little.

“Fine, since it’s clear she’s going to be staying for a while.” She murmured and stood up, flinching and when the witch gently poked her side.

“Hey, give her a chance, okay? You’ll be able to feel more comfortable around each other if you’re more trusting.” Wanda suggested before she and Natasha went towards the living room, where Yelena was engulfing you in a tight hug.

“She’ll come around, I promise, let’s just get you settled here first, okay?” She said softly, looking over at Natasha and giving her a little glare. “Are you here to make Y/N feel more unwanted?”

Nat bit her lip, guilt sinking in a little as she saw you shaking in her sister's arms. She silently shook her head and went to put her shoes on, making the blonde raise her eyebrows in surprise. She then looked over at Wanda who gave her a little nod.

“Oh, okay… if everyone’s ready, let’s go, I guess,” Yelena said a little nervously before kissing your head reassuringly and pulling away.

You couldn’t help but smile a little at the feeling of her kissing your head, the gesture calming you just enough to be in her presence.

Eventually, the four of you got in the car, Nat was driving with Wanda next to her, leaving you and Yelena at the back. The journey was a little awkward but Yelena would occasionally reach over and squeeze your knee in reassurance but smirked when she felt you flinch and bite back a smile.

You climbed out the second Nat parked up, looking up at the huge mall in front of you.

“Let’s go!” Wanda said cheerfully, the four of you walked in and had a look around a few shops. You picked up a few essentials on the way but Yelena was begging you to get some clothes.

You walked into your favourite clothes shop but immediately froze before you could do so. “Hide me…” you whispered, as Wanda and Yelena immediately ushered you into the shop and hid you behind some clothes rails.

“What happened?” Yelena asked as you began to panic, you took in deep breaths and trembled.

“He’s… here…” you managed to get out, and Yelena immediately began to get angry, pretty certain that she knew who you were on about. She saw a guy coming towards your group which made you whimper, so Yelena stormed over to give him a piece of her mind.

You covered your ears and curled up in your position, a panic attack happening without you noticing as you heard Wanda ask if you needed physical comfort. You nodded and she engulfed you in a tight hug, which you accepted gratefully.

You then heard a familiar voice which sounded a lot softer than usual.

“Y/N, I need you to try and breathe, in through your nose, out through your mouth…” she told you gently. You opened your eyes and saw Natasha looking at you with concern written on her face.

“Are you able to tell me five things you can see?” She asked gently, and you looked around, your breathing calming down without even realising.

“Clothes… you… Wanda, sale signs… a shirt on the floor.”

“Well done, four things you can touch?” Nat asked next.

“Wanda, again… my hair, my jacket…” you began, figuring out the last thing, but then flinched as Nat held your hand, but you grasped it gently. “Your hand…”

“Okay, three things you can hear?”

“Uh… Yelena shouting, my ex shouting back and… some stupid pop song.” You replied, feeling yourself calm down and your shaking slowly coming to a stop.

“Yeah, the music is pretty bad.” Nat chuckled. “Two things you can smell?”

“Wanda’s body odour.” You said cheekily, earning you a few rib shakes to make you squeal. “And doughnuts from outside.”

“Almost there, you’re doing great, one thing you can taste?” Nat asked you with a gentle smile.

“This strawberry-flavoured gum that is quickly running out of taste.” You replied, your panic attack coming to a stop as Nat put a hand on your shoulder gently.

“How do you feel after that?” She asked you quietly.

You nodded in response. “A lot better, thank you…” you replied with a small smile, looking over at Yelena who was looking back with a proud smile. Nat was quick to take a step back as the blonde came over.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I have given that dickhead a piece of my mind and he quickly scampered off like the coward he is. How are you doing?” Yelena asked, looking between you, Wanda and Natasha.

“A lot better, thanks to your sister.” You replied, looking up at the redhead with a small smile.

Yelena’s eyes widened in pure disbelief as Wanda chuckled fondly.

“She helped her out of a panic attack.” She explained, giggling as Yelena engulfed her sister in a hug and ruffled her hair. “I knew you’d come round, you absolute poser.”

Nat rolled her eyes and gently shoved her sister away.

“Shut up, are we shopping or not?” She asked, going back to her usual self before the four of you resumed your browsing.

You had found a few pieces of clothing, trousers, shirts, shoes and jackets, but there was one shirt that you weren’t sure of, so Yelena dragged you into a changing room to try it on.

She waited outside as you put it on, it looked good, the only issue was that it was short-sleeved, meaning it would show your self-harm. You opened the door anyway and held your arms. “So…?” You asked, hoping to make this quick.

“You look adorable!” Yelena beamed, which quickly dropped when she caught a glimpse of your self-harm. She quickly took you back into your cubicle and looked at you with tears in her eyes.

“What was that…? Did you do that?” She asked you, as you were close to crying yourself, nodding silently as you let go of your arms to reveal what you had done to yourself.

“Oh Y/N…” The blonde said softly and engulfed you into a massive hug, rocking you and rubbing your back as you quietly cried into her arms.

Yelena pulled away and gently held your chin so you’d look at her. “I don’t want you to ever, ever do that again, and I will do whatever I can to help, please talk to me if you feel like you want to do that, okay?”

You nodded, wiping your tears and trying to smile, making Yelena pull you into a hug, fluttering her fingers into your sides. “You didn’t say okaaaay!” She sang, spidering up and down your sides and ribs which caused you to let out a few giggles.

“Okahahay!” You whined through fits of giggles. Yelena just chuckled fondly and let you go.

“And that top looks adorable on you, so we’re getting it, go change.” She giggled and booped your nose before leaving you to get changed.

The two of you came out of the changing room with the top in your hand.

“Okay, we’re good to go,” Yelena told everyone as she grabbed the top and threw it into the basket before heading over to the tills to pay.

Once that was done, you all got together and went to have some ice cream, you kept to yourself a little, but you were thankful that you were finally beginning to feel included, by everyone.

Next chapter:

[proxylynn]

Jacob do not have a lore and background story? :(

[Oh yeah he do. You just have to know where to look...which is always at my place. *does some digging* Ah, here we go.]

You’re settling down in a suburban town in Texas, starting a new life for yourself. Lately, your mail has been getting sent to the wrong house and keeps ending up at your neighbor’s front door. Or at least, that’s what he told you.

Your polite neighbor Jacob has been returning your mail quite often lately. It’s almost like he wants to talk to you more...

Name: Jacob Alden

Age: Late 20s-Early 30s

Killer Type: Stalker, serial killer, yandere-esque

Hobbies: Collecting vintage things (mainly technology of that time), using old cameras and video tapes, watching movies (especially obscure films and B horror films), fishing, raising freshwater fish as pets, collecting things from his crush, stalking them, doing vulgar things with his crush’s objects and pictures…

Occupation: Stocker (haha it’s almost like a pun…a stalker whose a stocker…)

General Demeanor: Comes off as quiet and introverted, lacks some social cues, somewhat cynical and bitter, the “weird awkward grumpy guy no one really wants to talk to at work”

Demeanor around crush: VERY clingy and a complete 180 from his typical self, very talkative towards them and gives them his full attention, will shower them in affection to an uncomfortable degree.

 Although he acts as if “This is what you want! This is what you need from me!” a lot of the things he does to his victim is more out of his own self-indulgence that he’s unaware of. He’ll still do SOME things his victim would ask for so he can spoil them (he can buy you things, if the trust is strong he may loosen your restraints so they hurt you less) but things like “Could you let me go?” are a huge no, and the more you complain, the more he gets closer to snapping.

“YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH! LOOK AT HOW MUCH I’VE DONE FOR YOU! CAN’T YOU SEE HOW MUCH I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU??? …No….I should have known, you’re not the one for me…you don’t deserve this…you don’t deserve ME. YOU DON’T DESERVE MY LOVE. MY AFFECTION. MY PRAISE. YOU WASTED MY DAMN TIME!!!”

Yeah, a lot of his feelings are all in his head. If he thinks his crush isn’t “thankful” enough (or at all), he sees it as their fault rather than his own doing. Kidnapping someone against their will and doing bad things to them…Jacob believes what he’s doing is fine because “No no, they DO love me! Our hands touched when they handed me my money…a-and then we saw each other again at the park nearby! Well, they didn’t actually see me, but they were just playing hard-to-get! They DO love me, I just know it! We have a connection you wouldn’t understand, they are my SOUL MATE!”

[justme-1723]

Ep. 5 Ramblings (After watching it a second time)

- Protective Sand is so sexy. (This is important information and vital to the plot 🫣)

- The way Ray & Sand compliment each other is just *chefs kiss* (Sand is a natural caregiver and Ray wants/needs to be taken care of) Their sarcasm. The way they can banter back and forth. Sand knows when to tease him and Ray knows when to pout/give puppy eyes. Sand stands his ground and Ray gives in. Ugh, I could go on and on.

- Nick interrupting SandRay, but also leaving as quickly as possible because he ships it was king behavior.

- Ray eating his breakfast after Sand asks him to (even after he said he didn’t want it at first) was so 😩

- I’m not sure if anyone else noticed this… The face Ray made after Sand told him that he didn’t trust him with his life broke my fucking heart.

- Ray smiling after Sand helped him with his helmet (while Sand was facing away from him no less). You aren’t slick babe. We see those heart eyes 😻!

- The entire clothing store scene! Everything about it was perfect. That second outfit he chose for Ray was horrible and I wanted to rescue our sad meow meow.

- Mew is so fucking adorable. That’s it. That’s all I have to say.

- But seriously… Top seemed genuinely concerned for him and was also ready to destroy the person who almost ran Mew down. One point for Top.

- Nick & Boston were entirely too sweet the majority of the episode. I didn’t believe it, but I also couldn’t help loving it because Mark is just fucking precious.

- Nick changing his entire identity just to keep Boston interested was super depressing. It was also very realistic and relatable… I felt called out honestly.

- Summer. Sweet Summer. I just love that she backed off and didn’t make things awkward. I also found it interesting that Ray chose to tell Sand that he wasn’t flirting, just simply keeping her company. He then completely shifted his attention away from Summer once Sand returned and didn’t even notice that she left.

- I’ve said this before, but Ray looks so damn happy anytime he’s with Sand. He’s relaxed. He’s lighter. He smiles so big and bright. He just seems comfortable and free.

- The TopMew date was very interesting. Loads to unpack and I’m still trying to figure out how I feel about it. Something about them is just… off. I think it’s supposed to be this way. Like… Top says I love you first and I was so shocked. I literally couldn’t process it lol. I honestly have no idea if he was sincere or not.

- Boston wasn’t a dick to Mew when he called for advice about sleeping with Top. Good for you babe.

- Nick is helping with their graduation project? Like… it’s nice of him, but what the fuck?

- I know most people will disagree, but Top didn’t look happy at all when he saw Nick & Ton together. At first glance, I thought he was jealous, but also disgusted? But after watching the episode again I’m conflicted.

- The entire scene with Sand’s mom was amazing. She’s sort of a mess and I feel like there is a lot more to this part of the story, but I loved her so much. I do think Sand has had to take care of her for a big portion of his life. He said himself they are more like friends which is good and they clearly talk about everything, but it makes sense that he’s someone who needs to be in control because his childhood was probably chaotic.

- Ray sang a love song to Sand for his birthday. Okay bestie.

- They opened up to each other about their parents 😭😭😭😭😭!!! This scene was my favorite of the episode. They really took a huge step forward here in terms of trust & communication. (this brings me back to them wearing the exact same shoes in episode one. They might be from different financial backgrounds, but they are more alike than they know. They’ve walked similar paths. Blah blah you know what I’m trying to say!)

- Nick, sweetheart, love of my life. You just had to drag Boston up the steps and into your apartment?! You couldn’t let him suffer alone just this once?

- Sand & Ray being total boyfriends in front of Nick & Boston was just everything I ever wanted. I truly thought Ray was going to freak out when he realized Ton saw them, but he didn’t give a flying fuck and continued to be his clingy self with Sand right in front of their salad.

- I hate you, Boston. I also want to hug you because I think you hate yourself.

- The bed scene with Sand & Ray was devastating. Ray tried so hard to reach out, but Sand couldn’t take his hand. He has so much baggage surrounding whatever happened with his ex and Top, that I’m sure he felt so fucking stupid for letting it happen again. Like great I love someone else who doesn’t love me back. I just wanted to wrap him up and protect him from the world. My heart broke for Ray too. He started the process of moving forward only to have his past thrown back in his face. You could tell how bad he felt for Sand and how desperately he wanted to fix things.

- That final Happy Birthday was so unnecessary and I expect an apology from Khaotung and Jojo because watching First (yes I said First not Sand) shed that single tear was too much from me to handle.

[elly99]

us without me II: watermelon

A story series from the perspective of Mia (fem!Reader/OC) as she goes through her memories and recounts falling in love with her best friend in high school, Minji. She suffers in silence until she breaks and it all comes crashing down.

Part 2 of 7. Check here for more details. Reading previous parts for context is encouraged.

Home after the last day of school before summer break. She wanted to stay with you for a while before heading home herself.

“Isn’t it crazy? We just have one year left after this one. Then that’s it,” she declares, chocolate bar in hand.

“Yeah. It’s kinda scary, actually. I still have no idea what I’m doing with my life. At least you have some sort of plan.”

“Well, I don’t know when I’m gonna debut. Or if I even will. The plan’s not up to me.” She tosses you a chocolate bar of your own.

“Oh, come on. Of course you will,” you say, catching the sweet. “How many of these did you buy, bro?”

“Mmm, you know. Enough. Enough for the both of us.”

“Well, it’s mostly for you. You’re a ravenous bear when it comes to these.”

She temporarily drops her snack just to form bear ears with her hands and puts them over her head.

“Minji, what are you doing?”

“Just practicing.”

“Practicing what?”

“Being cute. Sometimes idols are asked to do this kinda thing, right?”

“Ughhh.” You stand up and turn your back to her. “I’m gonna get some water.”

As soon as you leave the room and close the door you curse under your breath and swing your fists in the air. Clearly she didn’t need any practice. It takes a minute for you to calm down. Then you head to the kitchen to pour a glass for her and yourself before returning to your room.

“Mia.”

“Minji,” you respond, still struggling to keep a straight face.

“You wanna go to Busan with us?”

“Who’s 'us'?”

“Me and my family. It might be the last big vacation we have all together for a while. I’m probably moving out next year and oppa’s starting his military service soon.”

“Then you should spend time with them! I don’t wanna get in the way.”

“But it wouldn’t be complete without you. I’ll miss you.”

You felt your chest constricting. She said those words often but the context was different this time. Summer was an opportunity to forget about school and everything related to it. An escape from daily routines. And you were her daily routine. You and school went hand in hand. So the thought of her still missing you outside of that bubble, wanting you to be a part of her own world, with her family - it hit you hard. It fed your delusion.

“Aren’t you sick of me yet? We see each other everyday. I’ll just remind you of school.”

“Quite the opposite, Mia. I’m tired of school and I want to spend more time with you without having it on my mind. I wanna be more than just friends-”

Your heart stopped.

“-at school, you know?”

Oh. Right.

“Like, sure, we’ve spent time together outside of school but we haven’t really gone on a big trip like this one. I’d love it if you came along. Please.”

She pouts and you reply quickly before she has a chance to do those bear ears again.

“Yeah. I get that. But still, this is your family time. I don’t wanna be a burden. Plus I’ll be super awkward.”

“You’ll be fine! You’ve spent lots of time at my place with them around. You know they all love you, right?”

“I don’t know…”

“They do. Trust me.”

In that moment something possesses you to ask, “What about you, Min? Do you love me?”

“Um, no. I’m inviting you for no reason.”

She tosses another chocolate bar at you.

“I haven’t even finished the first one.”

With that perfect smile of hers she asks, “Why do you think I’m already giving you a second one, Mimi?”

-

The house was huge. Four rooms with balconies that overlooked the beach. And you were sharing one with her.

“This still feels so weird, man. Are they paying extra just for me to be here?”

“We would’ve gotten four rooms anyway. Stop worrying about it, Mia. Everyone wants you to be here. Not just me. Ok?”

“Ok.”

She wanted you here. You already knew that. But in your head you made it more significant than it ever should have been.

“You wanna go get some snacks at the supermarket? We can finish unpacking later.”

“Sounds good.”

She grabs your hand and pulls you off the bed. You knew she was trying to reassure you that you weren’t a burden. And it was sweet, her taking your hand. But she had no idea what it did to you.

At the front door, her hand still tugging yours along, she calls out to her mom. “엄마! 바닷가좀 다녀올게!”

“어!” you hear from upstairs before the door shuts.

“Wait, beach? I thought we were getting snacks.”

“But we have to walk along the beach to get there, silly,” she says, leading you down the stairs to the sand.

“Right.”

“You know, you’re really smart but sometimes… bro…”

“Hey!” You start laughing. “You could’ve just told her we were going to the supermarket!”

“She doesn’t have to know we’ll be bringing watermelons home.”

“Huh? Watermelons plural? Is that your definition of a snack?”

“Yeah and you better help me carry them.”

But you were already struggling with the weight of her hand.

- 

“Hey, we should take some pictures here! It’s really pretty.” She finally lets go of your hand to take out her phone.

“I’m really bad at taking pictures.”

“No, you’re not!

“The pictures I take are only pretty because they have you in it.”

“에이. What’s with the flirting, Mia?”

“Sorry.”

Sorry.

“But you didn’t deny it.”

“No!” She laughs. “You do take nice pictures! With or without me.”

“Liar. Just say you think you’re pretty already.”

As her laugh fades into a subtle smile, she puts her fingers on the corners of her mouth and waits for you to take a picture that would be burned into your mind forever.

The sea the color of the sky, her hair the color of her eyes, her shirt the color of watermelon.

-

“제가 설거지를 할게요,” you offer as soon as everyone finishes their meal.

“도와줄게,” Minji quickly adds.

Her family, though initially hesitant about making their guest do the washing up, agrees and thanks you. They head to their respective rooms and wind down for the night.

“I always get shy speaking Korean around you.”

As you work at the pile in the sink she helps by bringing the rest of the dirty dishes from the table to you.

“Why? You’re really good, bro. You kept up with the conversation over dinner really well!”

“But I fumble too much and I sound so awkward.”

“Mia, it’s your third language! Give yourself some credit. And give me that sponge. It’s my turn.”

She takes it from your still soapy hands and the brief contact conjures images of doing this with her everyday in a place of your own. You rinse those thoughts away, as you do your hands, before they can overwhelm you.

“I’ll try.”

“You know what else you can try? Slicing those watermelons.”

“No way we can finish both, Min. Especially not after just having dinner.”

“Fine. Just one. And be careful with the knife.”

“Yes, mom.”

“I’m serious, bro!”

Why were you surprised that she cared so much about you? Maybe because sometimes she made your heart feel like the watermelon you just cut straight through.

-

The ocean breeze blows through your hair. In the distance you hear the soft, steady rhythm of the waves breaking on the shore.

“Hey, thanks for offering to do the dishes, by the way. I can tell they appreciated it.”

“Of course! It was the least I could do. They’ve been so kind to me.”

“That’s cuz they love you, like I said. They know what you mean to me.”

“And what do I mean to you, bro?” you ask in a playful tone to mask the desperation behind that question.

“Flirting again, huh?” She laughs and takes a bite before continuing. “You know watermelon is my favorite fruit, right?”

You nod, confused.

“Well, you’re the only person I don’t mind sharing it with.”

“Who’s the one flirting now?” you retort, on the verge of tears.

She doesn’t reply. Instead she takes a small piece of watermelon and feeds it to you. As if her words weren’t painful enough on their own.

“It’s on a night like this that I’d wanna just drive.” She takes one last bite and leaves the rest for you. “I promise when I get my driver’s license you’ll be the first one I’ll drive,” she says, still chewing.

“You already drive me crazy,” is what you would have said had you had something to drink. But the only thing you had to get high off was watermelon sugar. And the fantasy of being with her. “You promise?”

“Yeah!” she says a little louder than before as she stands up and rests her arms on the balcony railing.

“Where would we go?”

“Anywhere. Nowhere. Just drive.”

Silence as you both stare out into the distance. You imagine the car. Her hands on the wheel. Her indifference. Your longing as you watch her while she watches the road.

“Why me?” you ask quietly, getting up from your chair to stand next to her.

“What do you mean, Mimi?”

You let out a weak laugh in response.

“You’re being silly again. Who else would I take?”

You don’t want that question answered. You don’t want to imagine anyone else. Instead, you hold on to her words like forbidden fruit. You hold on to the delusion that she chose you for her first drive for the same reason you would choose her. There was comfort in the ambiguity of it all. And also so much pain. So you just smile and look up at the clouds. She does the same.

In your mind you see that picture again. The sea the color of the sky. Her eyes the color of the coming night. Her lips the color of the sunset - the color of watermelon.

You stayed shoulder to shoulder as you watched the stars come out. This close she was brighter than every one of them combined. And more beautiful. Still you wanted her even closer. But you knew she would never be close enough.

[skylarmoon71]

Leonardo (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)- Chapter 11

The weekend when your parents are away feels like the perfect time. You couldn’t believe a great opportunity had just dropped into your lap.

There’s a light tap on the window, and you slide the four packets into your pocket. You move to the window, and there he is. He offers a little smile.

“Hey.”

“Hi.” You greet.

For a moment the both of you just stand there looking at each other. He hasn’t been around for a couple of days and it now hits you just how much you missed him.

“Do you want to come in?” You ask.

“Actually, I was hoping you could join me tonight.” He holds out his hand.

“Where are we going?”

You ask after you’ve already taken his hand.

He smiles.

“I want to introduce you to my family. I trust you, and you’re important to me.”

The statement brings a new type of warmth.

“I’d love to meet your family.”

Leo pulls you right into his arms and you both take off.

~~~~

The trip is awfully quiet.

You aren’t really sure what to say. Leo also seems very nervous. As he tracks through the sewers with you in tow, you try to work through a decent conversation starter.

You should say something.

Anything.

“Le-”

“We’re here.” He interrupts as you break the corner.

You aren’t given a chance to say much, because the three pairs of eyes are now trained on you. Mikey is the first to sprint over.

“Wow, you’re that chick!! I can’t believe you’re Leo’s girlfriend now.”

Leo looks bashful, and Raph joins, looking down.

“I thought you’d be taller.”

You frown.

“I’m average height.” You retort.

Donnie shuffles in nervously.

“It’s nice to meet you.” His awkwardness is kind of adorable.

“It’s nice to meet you too.”

Your eyes track movement in the background, and to your surprise it’s a huge rat. You aren’t really sure what to say. To be honest, you shouldn’t be surprised. They are giant turtles.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet. Leo has told us a lot about you and your situation.” Splinter states.

You turn to Leo, and there’s a strange sense of gratitude.

“You told them?”

He nods.

“You saved my life. How could I not. I’m grateful. So are they.”

When you look back they are all wearing smiles.

In the past you’d never truly done much for anyone. But when you gave of your time, not once did you regret it.

It feels nice to receive their thanks.

“Well, we’d love to stay and chat but we gotta go.” Mikey speaks. They all nod in agreement and you’re a bit confused. So is Leo.

“W-Wait where are you going!!” He asks.

~~~~

“We’re heading to April’s to watch the game. Have fun with your girlfriend, “ Raph says.

Splinter looks as though he’s about to join.

“Y-You too Sensei!”

“I do enjoy a good game.”

Leo isn’t given another chance to speak, because they are all filing out of the lair. Pretty soon it’s just the two of you.

Leo looks a bit uncomfortable.

“Sorry about that. How about I give you a tour of the place.”

You agree with a nod, and Leo leads you around his home. You spot the dojo, Donnie’s working station. Mikey’s gaming spot. Even the feared Hashi.

Leo gets to his room and you follow as he continues to talk. He’s showing you his little bonsai tree and it’s then you feel like you should ask.

“Leo, do I make you uneasy?”

He stops abruptly.

“What?”

“This entire night you’ve been acting weird. I thought that maybe you were just nervous for me to meet your family but it feels like more than that. What we did that night…did I force you?”

Peter’s words on consent are ringing in your head. You realize at that moment that you hadn’t stopped to ask if it was something he wanted.

“I’m sorry if I made you do something that you didn’t wa-”

“No.”

He interrupts. Leo shakes his head.

“You’re wrong. You didn’t force me into anything. I wanted it just as much as you did. I..I like it when you touch me (Y/N).”

You just gaze at him.

Leo swallows.

“I was hoping that you being here would keep me in check because I wanted to do so much more. I’ve wanted it since that night. I just felt guilty because we haven’t even defined what this is. It felt disrespectful for me to make a move on you when I can’t even take you out properly.”

You understand now. Your fears were pretty much the same. You both had uncertainties. It’s a relief. Now you just need to be incredibly clear going forward.

“I want you to be my boyfriend Leo.”

His eyes almost glimmer in the light.

“I want that too.”

It’s a bit of a whisper, and he moves closer.

You swallow.

“I want to have sex with you.”

Leo’s gaze reflects desire. He nods.

“I do too.”

Your heart is hammering, and you reach into your pockets, pulling out the small packs.

“I have condoms.”

You say it with such a straight face.

“I-I also took the pill i-in case they didn’t fit.”

A smile makes its way on his face, and he begins laughing.

“You..really are too much…sometimes.” He says between his laughter.

“What would you have done if I said no.” He teases.

“Then I would have big breasts. I heard the pills make them huge. I’ve been on this earth for centuries and they’ve always been the same size. It’s disappointing.”

He fights to hold back his laughter this time, shaking his head.

“You’re perfect.”

He coos, leaving a kiss on your cheek. You grip the packets in your hand, looking up as he pulls back slowly.

“So..you want to..?” He nods, this time leaving a kiss on your neck. You melt into his arms when he pulls you closer.

“This is one hundred percent what I want to do.” You giggle when he leaves a little kiss behind your ear.

“Me too.” you mumble. 

[slashingdisneypasta]

Jim Bickerman x Reader || Oneshot

Plot: Guess who else is working for Murdock to get some cash out of it?? Yeah! You! And you and Jim know each other from the last time at Blackwater (A.K.A the events of Lake Placid; The Final Chapter)

Warnings: Uhhh a little trauma for the both of you.

Tags: @marinerainbow and @masqueradeball

“Miss Murdock… doya mind letting me in on something, here?”

At first, the brunette doesn’t hear Jim- that or she doesn’t care to respond, but Beach clears his throat out of awkwardness, next to her. She looks up and turns her head at this, giving a frustrated ‘ugh’ sound, but does not look at Jim. “What?” She snaps, setting her phone face down on her lap; Frustrated at him.

“Just… “Jim looks at her like it’s obvious, eyes round and intensely expectant. “Why the hell we’ve been parked here in the middle of goddamn nowhere for 15 minutes!?”

She pauses for a moment, glaring, before going back to tapping away on her phone. “That’s privileged information.”

“Jesus christ.”

Another silent moment passes in the car, and suddenly the door next to him flies open. It makes him jump, scootching hurriedly across the seats to the other side of the car, almost pressing against the opposite door, startled. He didn’t even hear anyone approach! What in the hell!?- Why’s Beach getting out?

“Ah, there you are. Finally. We’ve been waiting for an hour for you.” Murdock sighs, frustrated and actually putting her phone away this time as the person lowers their head to see inside the vehicle. “Get in. We’re on a schedule.” After you climb in, Beach immediately slams the door closed on you. You jump, this time, surprised. “Aaanyway,” Murdock looks up into the rear-view mirror, her pale blue eyes crystal-like and focused on you. “I assume you two know eachother already?”

When you look up to the man next to you as you buckle yourself in, you immediately pause what you’re doing to beam at him. “Jim!” You haven’t seen him since the last time you were anywhere near this crocodile infested hell on earth- actually, you weren’t entirely sure if he survived. You’re glad to see that he did, though… even missing 1 or two things.

He grins back at you, and it’s like the best thing- you thought today was just going to be you doing something mildly… corrupt… with this bitch Murdock in a place you hate. Sure Jim’s a creep and a miser from what you remember of that ‘trip’ at Blackwater, but seeing him is a huge relief. Truth be told, you liked him in the few moments you actually interacted with him directly.

And at least you aren’t alone, against Murdock.

“What are you doing here, dumpling?” Ah- he called you the same thing the last time. So he does remember you, actually. For some reason that make you smile again, before finishing buckling up as Beach gets back in the car too and the driver starts it up.

“What are you doing here?” You counter, giving him a look. Like, is this anything like the last time? Is he doing something mildly corrupt, too?

Theirs a mischievous glint in his eye - The other is covered up by an eyepatch, now. Why are you not surprised by that? - gives him away. With a hooked prosthetic replacing his right arm now, he scratches the side of his nose ‘inconspicuously’. “Not sure what you mean… ”

“Mhmm.”

“And you? Don’t think you’re gonna distract me from you just like that, sweetheart.”

“Uhh, well… cash flow is… kiinda tight, at the moment… “You wince, giving a guilty, nervous look. It has been a tough couple of months. You are… not great at the blackjack table.

Grinning smugly, Jim’s about to keep talking to you- but Murdock pipes up then. “I didn’t totally trust your ability to remember the layout, Bickerman. I’m afraid alcoholism might’ve affected your memory… hence, Y/N.”

You don’t see Jim’s eye go cold but you hear his voice turn icy, and it surprises enough to have you turn again from her to watch him. “My memory’s just fine, Miss… “You’re looking at him a little concerned, a furrow in your brow, and he sees that when he glance at you. “Ah, but, I can’t say I mind the company. Better then what you two are offering, by a long shot.”

Beach sighs, resting his cheek in his fist, almost like a grumpy teenager. But, you know- grown, and macho, and working for a psychopath. In the rear-view mirror, both you and Jim see Murdock roll her eyes. “We’re not here to make friends, you two. And it’s not Date a Hillbilly, either. We’re here to save my snakes.”

Sighing swiftly, to cover up the way your heartbeat sped up at that second remark she made specifically to you, you lean back against the car seat. “Yes ma’am.” You nod, giving a little cheeky salute before turning away from everyone; Looking out the window as the forest flies by around you. The closer you get to Blackwater, the more nervous you get. Just as you’re about to disappear into your own mind for the duration of the ride, thinking about that hell and your anxiety, you feel a gentle pinch on your arm and turn to back to meet Jim’s eye; One curious eyebrow raised at him.  

“Hey, wake me up when we get there, won’t you dumping?” Watching as he leans back in his seat and drags his hat down over his eyes, you give a little grin. In a much lower voice, almost just a breath so the rest of the car doesn’t hear, he adds “Don’t trust the snake bitch not to empty a bottle of water on me.”

Humming, you nod even though he can’t see you. The anxiety feels a little lighter on your chest, now. “Okay.”

~ 45 minutes later, you’re stepping through the gate to goddamn hell again, watching Murdock stalk purposely into the trees like there’s nothing that could possibly hurt her (No, not her. Not with her 3 bodyguards and ‘authority’) and feeling Beach’s presence behind you waiting to slip in after you do. Taking a deep breath, you follow her without hesitation- not about to show anyone here a moment of weakness.

As you’re cautiously following her, the strides you’re taking not quite as ignorantly confident as hers but not as terribly small as your body is screaming out for you to take either, hopefully just right, you hear Jim hobble up behind you. His good hand lands on your shoulder before he reaches you, and you turn to see a nervous look on his face just like how you feel. You let out a relieved, nervous breath in response to seeing you’re not the only one.

“-if I pass out, can we not tell people, eh?” He huffs, getting a forced smile and a nod out of you.

“If I do, will you drag me out of the way of any crocs?” You partly joke, crossing your arms over your chest as you both walk.

An almost comforting grin spreads wonkily across his haggard face, before turning into a mischievous one again; Causing your stomach to drop. In a good way. “Hey, I do you, you do me… “

Chuckling, you drop your arms again from the defensive position across your chest and give another nod. “Okay, deal.”

He squeezes your shoulder slowly, before letting go.

~

“Wai- You want to go on the water!??” You’re suddenly filled with terror, looking at Murdock like she just renounced God and you’re a devout Christian. Is she insane??

Murdock rolls her eyes, deeply, and it only infuriates you more. Even Beach looks unsure, standing there with his eyes shifting between the ground he can run on and the tiny little boat she wants to take. His jaw sets tight. “That’s the only way we’re going to get to my snakes- your friend here just said so. What, are you scared?”

“Of- Of getting torn to shreds by a giant reptile?? Yes!”

“Oh- come on.”

“You come on!- “

“I don’t think the boat belongs to us, either, Miss.” Jim pipes up from just behind you, which has you pausing for a moment. Surprised. Poaching is okay but theft is not?? Aalright interesting. But not the issue right now, he’s right-

“Who cares!” Murdock shrugs, frustrated. “Look, if you, Bickerman, want to start paying me my money back and you Y/N don’t want to get paid at all… you’re welcome to head back now.” She says, before turning on you both before either of you have the chance to even reply, and stalking towards the boat. Beach and their remaining bodyguard follow right behind her.

After moments pause, you turn to the one person all day who’s been on your side and shake your head, grimly. Damnit, you need that money…  “… this evil fucking lunatic.”

… giving a nod, absentmindedly shaking his prosthetic arm so that his flannel falls over it more securely, Jim gives you a dark look in agreement. He fully shares your sentiment. You watch him look out to the water with a nervous look on his face, then, before his eyes widen at the sound of the boats motor starting up and looking back at you.

“… I cannot start paying that money back, sweetheart. Shit’s gone.”

… Your eyes harden, determination filling your body now. You like this man, admittedly, more then you thought the last time you saw him or even this morning- you are not about the let the poor guy fall into debt with this crazy woman. Taking a deep breath, you let it out quickly and turn to the boat. “Okay, then. Let’s go.”

[mrsbsmooth]

Scripts - S6 - Episode 14 (1 of 2)

Date with Elliot

NARRATOR: Welcome back to the shores of Love Island! Last time our Islanders answered the ‘booty call’ when Elliot and Chloe charged into the villa! I remember back when I used to get booty called all the time… or was that bum dialled? Now the Islanders are getting ready to look bootiful on their bombshell dates! But will sparks fly and heads turn? Let’s find out!

You and the girls burst into the dressing room to help you prepare for your date with new boy Elliot.

Chloe scours her wardrobe for an outfit to wow {0}.

BELLA_HAPPY: Two new Islanders! I’m so excited I feel dizzy.

GRACE_HAPPY: You’re not even going on a date with them!

BELLA_FLIRTY: Not yet…

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, well don’t go fainting on us. This is {0} and Elliot’s moment!

BELLA_FLIRTY: Don’t forget Chloe and {0}’s moment too...

There’s an awkward silence as the girls don’t know how to react.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Don’t worry, ladies, I don’t bite… unless they ask me too.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: On a first date?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Depends how well it’s going.

GRACE_IDLE: What do you normally do on a first date then, Chloe?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I find small talk so boring, why waste both of our time?

CHLOE_HAPPY: I like to skip to the good stuff, find out what makes them tick.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: And what turns them on…

CHLOE_HAPPY: Unless you want to save me some time, {0}?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I don’t suppose you know what turns {0} on?

*I turn him on!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I know that I turn him on! We spent the night in the Hideaway together.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: You two have cracked on already?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s just say we got a lot closer last night.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: Really?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yep. I learnt a lot about {0}, trust me. I know exactly what that boy wants. And he knows exactly what I want. We spent the night snuggled up in each other’s arms.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: Really?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Yep. It felt really intimate. I think he’s all about me. He’s been super into me since he first saw me.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: I didn’t realise his feelings were that deep.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Thought it was best that you know. It’ll take a lot to turn his head.

CHLOE_IDLE: I see...

Why would I tell you?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Why would I tell you that? I’m not going to give away my tips and tricks. He’s still my partner.

CHLOE_SURPRISED: It’s just a bit of fun, {0}.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Sharing is caring, you know.

BELLA_FLIRTY: I can share my turn-ons with you if you want?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think I saw some of them last night.

BELLA_FLIRTY: You sure did.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: You two got a bit closer last night then?

BELLA_HAPPY: That’s one way of describing it.

CHLOE_IDLE: Oh ok, good to know. Anyway…

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Let’s talk later…

I’m not actually sure

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I don’t really know to be honest.

CHLOE_EMBARRASSED: Really? I thought you two were coupled up?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: We are...

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Oh, well maybe I can find out for you.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I have a knack for finding out people's naughty secrets.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: And always happy to spill the tea to my girls.

BELLA_HAPPY: Yes, please!

GRACE_FLIRTY: I wonder what Elliot’s turn-ons are…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I already know…

PLAYER_IDLE: He’s into ear stuff.

BELLA_FLIRTY: He’s a gamer, you just gotta push the right buttons!

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Cheesy.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: He can push my buttons anytime.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Sounds like someone has a crush, Amelia?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I think I’m just fan-girling a bit. He’s a big deal in the gaming world!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: He’s got a huge following too, loads of people watch his streams.

BELLA_HAPPY: Yeah, I’m sure they are all there to watch his gaming…

BELLA_FLIRTY: Nothing to do with the chiselled jaw and rippling abs.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: He’s a semi-pro gamer!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: And those arms…

PLAYER_HAPPY: You can stop drooling now, Amelia!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Just saying, you’re a lucky lady, {0}!

GRACE_FLIRTY: Well, {0} might not be into gamer boys?

BELLA_HAPPY: Better to have a boy who plays games than a game player...

AMELIA_HAPPY: What do you think, {0}. Could Elliot turn your head?

Yeah, he’s a bit of me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think he definitely could. He’s ticking some boxes already.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Looks like it’s… game on?

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Cheesy! Stop!

Absolutely not!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: There’s no chance of him turning my head!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Hmm interesting. So he’s not off the table…

BELLA_FLIRTY: Player two has entered the game!

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Cheesy! Stop!

I’m loyal to {0}

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’m staying loyal to {0}.

PLAYER_IDLE: I wouldn’t want to do anything to mess up what we’ve got.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: So I don’t see anyone turning my head anytime soon.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Aw that’s so sweet, {0}!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Plus it means Elliot is still on the table…

BELLA_FLIRTY: Player two has entered the game!

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Cheesy! Stop!

Who knows?

PLAYER_IDLE: Who knows? I guess we'll just see how the date goes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Have to see if there’s a spark there first before I make any decisions.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Need to weigh up my options.

GRACE_SERIOUS: Well don’t wait too long, {0}.

GRACE_HAPPY: Don’t wanna lose Elliot and {0}!

Chloe shoots you a flirty wink.

CHLOE_HAPPY: What about you, Grace? Is Elliot not floating your boat?

GRACE_IDLE: I wouldn’t say that. I mean he defo isn't my type on paper.

GRACE_FLIRTY: And we all know that me and Ozzy are tight.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: But there is something interesting about him. Can’t put my finger on it yet.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Interesting as in I want to tear his clothes off or I want to study him?

GRACE_HAPPY: I’ll get back to you on that one.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: And how about you, Bella, has the new bombshell got your heart racing?

BELLA_FLIRTY: That depends. Which bombshell do you mean?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Very interesting.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: And what does that mean, Bella?

BELLA_FLIRTY: Let’s just say I think girls like you can prove to be a real test.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Well, I hope you all pick the right answer.

CHLOE_HAPPY: But for now I have another date to get to!

Chloe slips into her dress with elegance and ease. The girl’s jaws drop.

BELLA_SURPRISED: Look out {0}...

GRACE_SURPRISED: He won’t know what hit him. Sorry, {0}.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: Here comes trouble.

CHLOE_HAPPY: You girls are too kind.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I can tell we’re going to be a tight group.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I’ve got a bit of unpacking left to do, I’ll leave you ladies to it.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: See you on the dates, {0}.

The girls watch as Chloe glides out of the dressing room like it’s a catwalk.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Looks like Chloe’s not holding back.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: You’re gonna have to bring your A-game to this date, {0}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe I will.

AMELIA_HAPPY: First impressions are the most important!

GRACE_FLIRTY: Yeah and you better keep {0}’s eyes off Chloe!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Exactly! Make the boy jealous!

GRACE_FLIRTY: Or maybe you want to get Chloe’s eyes on you?

GRACE_HAPPY: Whoah! No one's eyes will be able to leave you!

BELLA_FLIRTY: The sun won’t be the only thing blinding Elliot.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I'm so gonna have to copy that outfit.

BELLA_HAPPY: Me too! Does it need anything else? Really make it hard for them.

Maybe a lil something

It’s good like this

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think this is enough to grab their attention.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Get it, {0}!

BELLA_HAPPY: Chloe has a lush outfit. You should look your best too!

GRACE_FLIRTY: Get both Elliot’s and {0}’s eye’s on you. Two for one, yeah?

PLAYER_HAPPY: True! I’ll see what I have.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: This should get some attention. How’s this?

GRACE_HAPPY: Whoah! No one's eyes will be able to leave you!

BELLA_FLIRTY: The sun won’t be the only thing blinding Elliot.

AMELIA_HAPPY: I'm so gonna have to copy that outfit. This is the one, yeah?

*TRYOUTFIT* I have to show this off

Maybe there’s another option

GRACE_IDLE: Oh, I loved you in that outfit.

GRACE_HAPPY: These dates call for the best.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Yeah, you sure you don’t want to go with it?

I’ll try it again

BELLA_HAPPY: Okay, girl!

AMELIA_HAPPY: They will eat this up.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Not a single crumb left. You have to go with this one, yeah?

*TRYOUTFIT* I’m date ready!

I want another look

There might be something else

No, this is what I want to wear

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I feel good in this.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Elliot won’t forget this date.

BELLA_FLIRTY: He’ll be dreaming about you in this.

GRACE_HAPPY: I wish I could see his face!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Elliot won’t forget this date.

BELLA_FLIRTY: He’ll be dreaming about you in this.

GRACE_HAPPY: I wish I could see his face!

PLAYER_IDLE: This is the one.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You’re ready to go!

GRACE_FLIRTY: I’m so jealous you get to go on a date!

BELLA_HAPPY: Elliot’s a lucky guy.

BELLA_FLIRTY: Can’t lie. I wish it was me on the other side of the dinner table to you.

BELLA_HAPPY: But I hope you have fun.

BELLA_FLIRTY: Just not too much fun.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Come on, {0}. Let’s make sure {1} sees you before he sees Chloe!

GRACE_HAPPY: Early bird catches the worm!

GRACE_SURPRISED: Not that {0} is a worm… or that you’re a bird!

GRACE_HAPPY: Oh forget it. It’s date time!

You and the girls make your way down to the villa entrance!

As you walk down the winding steps to the villa entrance you spot {0} looking up at you.

His eyes widen and his smile beams as he looks at you in awe.

{0}_HAPPY: Wow, {1}... I’m...

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Speechless?

{0} nods, a cheeky glimmer in his eye.

{0}_FLIRTY: You’re a vision in that outfit. Absolutely stunning.

{0}_FLIRTY: If only this was our date...

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If only is right.

As you approach {0} you notice he’s wearing an aftershave you haven’t smelled before.

PLAYER_IDLE: Someone’s making an effort for the occasion?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Got to, haven’t you? Chloe’s first day and everything.

{0}_HAPPY: Want her to feel welcome and all that.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ve not smelled that scent on you before?

{0}_HAPPY: Oh you haven’t? It’s my favourite.

PLAYER_IDLE: Defo not smelled it before.

{0}_HAPPY: Is someone getting a bit jealous maybe?

{0}_IDLE: You’re not feeling threatened by Chloe are you?

Yeah, a bit

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I’d be lying if I said no. She’s not holding back that’s for sure.

PLAYER_IDLE: New Islanders always change things. Like a test I guess.

PLAYER_ANGRY: I just don’t want her to ruin what we have.

{0}_SERIOUS: Hey, {1} don’t worry I get it.

{0}_HAPPY: You know how strongly I feel about you.

{0}_HAPPY: Some fancy lunch isn’t gonna change that.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s not the lunch I’m worried about…

No! Chloe is threatened by me!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Me? Threatened by Chloe? As if!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: She should be feeling threatened by me if anything.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’ll take a miracle to turn someone’s head away from this.

{0} looks you up and down and smiles.

{0}_FLIRTY: Your confidence is actually so sexy.

Should I be?

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I don’t know, should I be?

{0}_HAPPY: No! It’s just a fancy lunch.

PLAYER_IDLE: It’s a date. And it doesn’t look like Chloe is going to hold back.

{0}_IDLE: That doesn’t mean I’m not going to hold back though.

{0}_HAPPY: I hope you trust me…

{0}_FLIRTY: You’ve got nothing to worry about, {1}.

Just as {0} says those words you hear footsteps approaching the top of the stairs.

Chloe’s heels click and clack as she approaches, {0} looks up, awaiting his date.

Then you see Amelia poke her head out from the living room! She whispers to you…

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Pssst, {0}!

Amelia puckers her lips, mimes a big smooch, then points at her cheek.

Chloe’s footsteps grow closer, descending the stairs...

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Show her who’s boss! Leave your lipstick on his cheek!

*Leave a smooch on {0}’s cheek!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Hey, {0}... you almost forgot something.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: What?

Turning his face away, you pull him close.

You plant a big, firm kiss on his cheek, making sure you get as much lipstick on there as possible!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Something to remember me by…

{0} looks giddy, he hasn’t noticed the lipstick mark.

{0}_FLIRTY: I won’t be forgetting that anytime soon.

Amelia shoots you a mischievous wink before disappearing again.

Let him look his finest

You shake your head and whisper back to Amelia.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: No, I can’t!

Amelia rolls her eyes at you and sneaks away into the villa.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Well hello there, handsome…

{0}_FLIRTY: Hello there… erm...

{0} looks at you awkwardly and cuts himself off.

CHLOE_HAPPY: And hello there, beautiful!

PLAYER_IDLE: Hey, Chloe.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: You look stunning in that dress, {0}.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Seems the competition is fierce in this place.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Can’t let you have all the fun. Thought I’d make things interesting.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Consider me very interested!

CHLOE_HAPPY: You’ve certainly caught my eye, {0}.

Chloe walks over to {0} and gives him a hug.

CHLOE_HAPPY: How do I look?

{0}_FLIRTY: Amazing!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I mean, lovely… good.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: You scrub up well, {0}. Very dashing!

CHLOE_FLIRTY: And that cologne… nice touch. L'eau de Solche?

{0}_SURPRISED: How did you know?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: I’m very observant, I appreciate attention to detail.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Not that observant clearly…

CHLOE_IDLE: Huh?

Chloe turns, noticing the lipstick mark on his cheek.

CHLOE_SERIOUS: Oh, I see. Maybe it isn’t me you’ve dressed up so nicely for?

{0}_SURPRISED: What do you mean?

CHLOE_SERIOUS: I’d have hoped you would be focussed on me today…

CHLOE_SERIOUS: With it being my first date here and everything.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I don’t know what you’re on about?

CHLOE_SERIOUS: Your cheek, {0}.

{0} checks his face in his phone camera.

{0}_SURPRISED: I had no idea!

CHLOE_HAPPY: Looks like you’ve been busy while I was getting ready for you.

Chloe looks at you with a cheeky smile, admiring your mischievous prank.

{0} starts trying to wipe it off but the residue remains.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Don’t worry, {0}, maybe we can add one to the other cheek later.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: It would only be fair.

You hear the tapping of shoes approaching.

You turn to see Elliot stood in the doorway. He smiles warmly at you with a confident charm.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Hey, Elliot.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Wow, {0} you look…

ROBERTO_FLIRTY: Gorgeous…

RYAN_FLIRTY: Beautiful.

LEWIE_FLIRTY: Stunning…

JAMAL_FLIRTY: Smoking hot!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I was going to say angelic…

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: But you’re not wrong, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Your outfit is out of this world.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I knew I made the right choice picking you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Glad you think so…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’m definitely punching.

{0}_HAPPY: I was gonna say Elliot, did you get dressed in the dark?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Very good, {0}. The 1940s called, they want their joke back.

Elliot sniffs the air around {0}.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: It smells like a teenage boy’s bedroom in here… is that L'eau de Solche?

{0}_SERIOUS: It is.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You know it?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: All the boys would get it as a Christmas present from their Nans in school.

Elliot smiles, seemingly enjoying winding {0} up.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Alright now boys, let’s save the quips for the dates, yes?

{0}_HAPPY: That’s fine. I know where {1}’s loyalties lie anyway.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I admire your confidence.

Flirt with {0}

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well I think {0} smells good enough to eat.

{0}_FLIRTY: I could say the same about you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And his outfit is almost as good as his one in the Hideaway last night…

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But I wasn’t wearing any… oh!

{0}_FLIRTY: You were looking pretty delicious yourself.

Flirt with Elliot

PLAYER_HAPPY: I don’t think you’re punching at all, Elliot.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Or maybe just a little.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: But I think you look good enough to eat.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Who knows, we might not need lunch after all.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You look like a snack yourself, {0}. Looks like we’re in for a tasty date.

Pie them both

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think you’re both acting like little boys.

CHLOE_HAPPY: Tell me about it.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Maybe we should go on a date instead, {0}?

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Let the grown ups talk…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Are you boys gonna behave?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Of course.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You know it.

CHLOE_HAPPY: We don't want our food to get cold now do we.

Chloe links her arm around {0}’s and they head out of the villa.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Shall we?

Elliot offers you his arm as you step out to your romantic date!

You, Elliot, Chloe and {0} arrive at a stunning beach location.

The waves wash gently against the sand behind two beautifully laid tables only a few feet from each other.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: A perfect setting for a perfect girl.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Perfect? You don’t know me that well yet.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Call it a hunch.

CHLOE_HAPPY: This place is beautiful. Isn’t it romantic, {0}?

{0} looks over at you cautiously before replying.

{0}_HAPPY: It sure does.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Come on, let’s grab a drink! See you guys later!

Have fun you two!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Have fun you two!

CHLOE_HAPPY: You too, babes!

{0}_IDLE: Yeah, you too, {1}. I’ll see you later?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah!

Behave yourselves!

PLAYER_SERIOUS: You two better behave yourselves.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Don’t worry about us, you two have fun!

{0}_SURPRISED: I’ll see you later {1}, yeah?

Bye

PLAYER_IDLE: Bye.

CHLOE_FLIRTY: Have fun you two!

{0}_HAPPY: I’ll see you later {1}, yeah?

Chloe blows you and Elliot a kiss before dragging {0} off to their table.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Looks like I finally have you to myself… kind of.

Elliot walks with you to your table, pulling out your chair as you sit down.

He sits down opposite, taking in a deep breath of the sea breeze and smiling.

The table is laid out with drinks and a beautiful dessert.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I still can’t believe I’m really here.

PLAYER_HAPPY: At the beach?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Well yeah! But also on Love Island, on a date!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: In a setting almost as beautiful as the girl sitting opposite me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You think I’m beautiful, huh?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Why do you think I picked you?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You tell me…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Right, guess I have some explaining to do!

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Firstly, I wanna apologise if I’ve put you in an awkward situation.

ELLIOT_IDLE: I know you and {0} are coupled up and everything.

ELLIOT_IDLE: And it seems like you might have a vibe with Bella.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But there’s no one else I could have picked for my first date.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really? Why?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You’re the one I’ve come in here for!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Ever since I laid eyes on you, I’ve barely been able to look away.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And I thought you deserved someone in here that was going to treat you right.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What do you mean?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Well you deserve someone who appreciates how amazing you are.

ELLIOT_IDLE: And I haven’t seen anyone do that yet.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: So I wanted to take you on a date.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: To show you what it’s like to be with a real gent.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Of course I would have preferred if we had this beach all to ourselves.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Are you happy that I picked you?

I’m so glad you picked me!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m so happy you picked me.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m looking forward to getting to know you better!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: That’s a relief.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Just because {0} is here doesn’t mean we can’t have fun.

I’d rather you hadn’t picked me

PLAYER_IDLE: To be honest I’d rather you didn’t pick me.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: With everything going on with {0} and him being here…

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: I totally get it, didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’m just excited to get to know you and if sparks fly so be it!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But we’re here on a gorgeous beach in the sun! Let’s just have fun!

I don’t mind

PLAYER_HAPPY: I don’t really mind.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s good to get to know you! Even if {0} is here too.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s just lunch at the beach after all.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Exactly, no pressure. Let’s just have fun!

You hear flirty laughter from Chloe and {0}’s table.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Sounds like they’re having fun…

Looking over Elliot’s shoulder you see {0} chit chatting and laughing.

Elliot smiles warmly at you and pours you both a drink.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Hey, I have a fun idea…

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Wanna show them how well we’re getting on? Lay it on thick for them to hear?

Get your flirt on!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s do it.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Ok, hold on. I’ll go first.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yes! Go…

Elliot puffs out his chest and raises his voice slightly.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I don’t think I’ve met anyone quite like you, {0}!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You’re truly one of a kind!

Suddenly Elliot looks you straight in the eyes, his words sincere and direct.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Each time I look into your eyes all I can think about is kissing you…

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh really?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Your turn…

You smile and raise your voice like Elliot.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh, Elliot! Finally a real gentleman in the villa!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s so refreshing after having all these boys!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I can’t wait to see what you can do!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I can’t wait to show you…

Chloe turns around and rolls her eyes, {0} can’t help but look jealous.

Elliot winks at you mischievously.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: That’ll show em.

It’s not a competition

PLAYER_IDLE: Nah, let’s leave them to it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It’s not a competition.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You’re right. We have nothing to prove.

Elliot raises his glass in a toast.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: To us! And a magical first date.

You clink glasses and take in the scenery once more.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: This all just doesn’t feel real! But I guess that’s the point.

PLAYER_IDLE: What do you mean?

ELLIOT_IDLE: Well I’ve spent so long focussing on my streaming.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I thought it was about time to see the world…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Experience something different.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Looks like I hit the jackpot on the first try.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Sounds like you’d already hit the jackpot. Amelia said you’re famous!

Elliot looks bashful.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: I don’t know about famous…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’m lucky to have an online following for sure.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You’re not just being humble? How many followers?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Ah, I don’t like to talk about it really.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Go on! You have to say.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: A few million?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow! Sounds pretty famous to me! What’s that like?

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: What’s what like?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Fame and fortune!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Can’t complain, I guess.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Means I’ve been able to give something back to my mum.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: She did so much for me growing up, it was nice to do something for her.

PLAYER_IDLE: What did you do?

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Erm… I bought her a house.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: She deserved it, my whole family did! For putting up with me!

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: I was pretty hard work as a teenager.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: That’s very generous of you…

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: It’s the only thing I wanted to spend the money on really.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: What would you do? If you came into a chunk of money?

Buy my family a house

PLAYER_HAPPY: Probably the same! Gift my family the perfect house.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’m sure Amelia will be happy to hear that!

PLAYER_HAPPY: She better be!

Buy myself a house

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d probably get myself a house to be honest.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Set myself up with a forever home.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Get that luxury penthouse I’ve always dreamed of.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Get that cosy cottage I’ve always dreamed of having.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Get that beach house I’ve always dreamed of.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Somewhere to settle down.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Sounds like perfection.

Travel the world

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’d use it to travel!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I wanna see every corner of the world!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: So do I! It’s only recently I realised that there is so much I haven’t seen.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And now I want to see and do it all!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I’ve just been waiting for the right person to do it all with.

Blow it all on a huge party!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d spend it all on a wild party!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Hire the biggest venue with a pool, dancefloor, dancers, cocktails!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Splash the cash on all my friends!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Wow, that’s a big party!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Work hard, play harder!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Hopefully I’ll get an invite.

Give it to charity

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I think I’d give it to a charity.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Give it to a worthwhile cause, for people who need it more than me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I work with charities and know how much they need the support.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Well that’s very selfless of you, {0}.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Maybe I should take a leaf out of your book.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Maybe you should…

PLAYER_HAPPY: So what’s next for you then? You’ve got the success, now what?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: It’s a good question, one I’ve been asking myself a lot recently.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Truth is that the old saying is right. Money doesn’t buy happiness.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Not without someone to share it with.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I want to see the world and experience everything I can.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And then I want to settle down with the right person.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Someone I can share my life with and support them in their successes.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your Influencer career. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team! We can promote each other.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your personal training career. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Maybe you can help me get buff too…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your engineer career. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: We can build bridges in more ways than one!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your career in the charity sector. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I’d love to be able to support charities too!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your entrepreneurial projects. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: And go from success to success together.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your career as an architect. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And go from success to success together.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Like with your career as a fashion designer. I’d want to be your cheerleader!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And you could be mine, working as a team!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And go from success to success together.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Maybe you could help me with my style too…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: In everything that they do!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Anyway, I’m hoping this is the place where I can find that special person…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Is that something you would look for in a partner?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Someone to have your back and be part of a team?

Yes! I’d love that

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’d love that!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want my partner to be my cheerleader too.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Help each other get to the top!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Looks like I may have found my match…

ELLIOT_IDLE: I wonder if {0} feels the same way…

I work alone…

PLAYER_IDLE: I prefer to work alone.

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t really need any help. I prefer to be independent.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I admire that!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I guess I’ve been going it alone for a while now.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Starts to make you wonder what it would be like with someone by your side.

I’m not sure

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not sure, really.

PLAYER_HAPPY: On the one hand it’s good to have support.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I also like to be independent.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Not sure if I want to mix business with pleasure, you know?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I totally get it!

Lost in your eyes, Elliot leans forward and dips his elbow in his dessert.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Erm, Elliot. Your elbow?

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Smooth move, Elliot!

Looking over Elliot’s shoulder you see {0} scoff at Elliot as he cleans his elbow.

Then he looks at you with a wistful smile.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I guess we shouldn’t let this dessert go to waste?

Give me a spoonful, Elliot!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Why don’t you give me a spoonful, Elliot?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: With pleasure…

Elliot gently forks some dessert and holds it out to you and you take a bite.

As you bite into it {0} looks at you longingly.

Chloe, noticing your eye contact, flirtily feeds some dessert to {0}!

Elliot takes a bit of his own pudding, getting some chocolate on his cheek.

I’m diving in

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah, let’s dive in. Looks delicious.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Absolutely.

You both taste the sweet pudding.

As you bite into your dessert {0} looks at you longingly.

Chloe, noticing your eye contact, flirtily feeds some pudding to {0}!

Elliot takes a bit of his pudding, getting some chocolate on his cheek.

I’m good for now

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m fine for now, thanks.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Sure, more for me I guess!

Over his shoulder you see Chloe seductively feed {0} some pudding.

Elliot takes a bit of his pudding, getting some chocolate on his cheek.

You notice {0} and Chloe turn away and look at the ocean.

You have some privacy, if only for a short while.

Elliot looks at you seductively, his piercing eyes looking directly into yours.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: What are you thinking about?

Licking that chocolate off your cheek

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Right now I’m just thinking about licking that chocolate off your face.

ELLIOT_SURPRISED: What chocolate?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: This chocolate…

With {0} still looking away you lean in towards Elliot.

Pulling his face close to yours you slowly lick the melted chocolate from his cheek.

Your lips practically touch as you pull away, leaving him in a daze.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: That might be the hottest thing a girl has ever done on a date…

This has been a great date

PLAYER_HAPPY: I was just thinking what a great date this has been.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: That’s funny. Me too.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Hopefully it’s not the last.

{0}

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I was actually thinking about {0}.

ELLIOT_SAD: Oh right.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: That’s understandable, he is right behind me.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Guess I haven’t turned your head away from him just yet.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: But hopefully I still have time to change that.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I wish this date didn’t have to end so soon.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I feel like we’re only just getting into it!

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: And the sea looks so inviting.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Would be a shame to come all this way and not dive right in.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Hey, how about we take a walk down the beach together?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Bet we could get a bit more privacy. Maybe dip our toes in the water too.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I feel like we have a lot more to learn about each other, {0}.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Plus I would love to find a way to thank you…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: For what?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Helping me with the chocolate…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: What do you say? Fancy a romantic stroll to the water’s edge?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Maybe we could continue where we left off, without an audience.

*Let’s go!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I love long walks on the beach.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Is that from your dating bio?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I do too, looks like we’re a perfect match.

Elliot stands and offers you his arm.

As you walk away from the table to the beach {0} and Chloe look on.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just off for a little stroll, catch you guys later!

Let’s end things here

PLAYER_IDLE: I think it’s best we call it a day.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We have to head back to the villa soon.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Are you sure?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Just thought it might be nice to chat away from {0} and Chloe.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Could relax and be ourselves a bit more, open up you know?

*Ok, let’s do it!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok let’s do it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I do love long walks on the beach.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Is that from your dating bio?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I do too, looks like we’re a perfect match.

Elliot stands and offers you his arm.

As you walk away from the table to the beach {0} and Chloe look on.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just off for a little stroll, catch you guys later!

I’m ok thanks

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m ok, really. We should head back now.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Sure, thanks for an amazing first date, {0}.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’ve loved getting to know you…

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Let’s do this again sometime.

Elliot stands and moves around the table to pull out your chair.

Chloe and {0} are still immersed in seemingly flirty chat.

You see Chloe place her hand on his and whisper something in his ear.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Time to go, you two!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Coming…

The two of them join you as you all start making your way back to the villa.

Chloe places an arm around {0} as they walk ahead…

You feel the soft sand under your feet as you stroll with Elliot along the beach.

The water gently laps around you and the sea breeze runs through your hair.

With Chloe and {0} out of sight, you sit by the water, looking out at the horizon.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Not sure it can get much better than this…

PLAYER_HAPPY: Than what exactly?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Sitting on a beach with a beautiful girl, looking out at the horizon.

PLAYER_HAPPY: If only I had a beautiful girl to sit with…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Ha ha… you know what I mean!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: This is paradise!

Elliot holds out his hand for you to hold.

Take his hand

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah, I suppose this isn’t too bad.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be.

You take his hand, holding it tight.

Elliot looks into your eyes for a moment, then you both take in your surroundings.

Snuggle with him!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well one thing could make it better…

ELLIOT_SURPRISED: What’s that?

You take his hand in yours, holding it tight.

Then you pull yourself close to him, throwing your arms around him and falling backward into the warm sand.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: You’re right, this is even better.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Told you so.

The two of you lie there, looking up at the clouds and listening to the calming sea.

Keep your distance

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe we should just keep our hands to ourselves for now.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Oh, of course, no problem.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: We can just enjoy the view.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: There’s something about you, {0}.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I’ve got that raw excitement… of when you meet someone amazing for the first time.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But I also feel like I’ve known you forever.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I feel so comfortable and relaxed.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Like this is where I’m meant to be. Have you ever had that feeling?

I’m having it right now

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think I’m having it right now.

Elliot’s face lights up.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: So I’m not imagining things?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re not.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I think there could be something special here.

Never

PLAYER_IDLE: Nope, never.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Oh, just me then.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Maybe you just need to get to know me a little better!

Maybe once before

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe once, not sure.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Clearly not now then. Doesn’t matter!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Maybe you just need to get to know me a little better!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I just feel like I really get you, {0}.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten to watch you on the show before coming in.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yeah that doesn’t seem fair, you’ve had a head start.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You’re right, that’s not fair.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Tell you what, you can ask me whatever you like!

How many notches on your bedpost?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ok, what’s your number?

ELLIOT_SURPRISED: Really? Straight for the numbers!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: You don’t pull any punches, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Come on, a promise is a promise.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Alright! It’s twenty…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Mostly at uni, but I guess that’s what everyone says.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Two of those might have been the same night though… together.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: A threesome! What happened there?

What happened in your last relationship?

PLAYER_IDLE: Ok, what happened with your last relationship?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Ooph, straight for the exes. You don’t mess about!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Come on, fess up.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Well I’ve been single for about eight months now.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: But I actually met my last girlfriend online… in a game I mean.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Really?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Yeah, we were teamed up on this ‘battle royale’ style game.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: You know, last one standing?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And she basically saved my arse throughout and carried us through to the win.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: So we kept on playing together for months and chatting until one day we decided to meet.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And things just went from there.

PLAYER_IDLE: How long did you date for?

ELLIOT_IDLE: About a year. But we were long distance and just started to drift apart.

PLAYER_IDLE: You don’t still play games with her, do you?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: No! We decided it was best to cut things off completely.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: It all ended pretty amicably. It definitely wasn’t my worst breakup.

ELLIOT_IDLE: There was the big one… that was pretty heartbreaking.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What was that one?!

What’s your most embarrassing moment?

PLAYER_IDLE: Ok, I want to know your most embarrassing moment!

ELLIOT_SURPRISED: Wow, straight for the lowest of the low!

PLAYER_HAPPY: A promise is a promise!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: That’s actually a pretty easy one.

ELLIOT_IDLE: So one day I was streaming live to all my followers.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And then my girlfriend at the time came over by surprise.

ELLIOT_IDLE: So I say goodbye to my followers, hop on the bed and we start chatting.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: We’re kissing and stuff, you know normal girlfriend and boyfriend things.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Then all of a sudden my girlfriend turns all serious and says we need to talk.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Uh oh.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Exactly.

ELLIOT_IDLE: And then she just broke up with me….

ELLIOT_SAD: I was heartbroken, she was one of my first loves.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: Then she leaves and I start blubbering on the bed!

PLAYER_SAD: Aww.

ELLIOT_IDLE: So I decide to go back to my game to cheer myself up.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: And when I open it I realise I never stopped the stream.

ELLIOT_EMBARRASSED: And hundreds of thousands of people have just watched my break up.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh my days!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I know, on the plus side it went totally viral.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: It actually helped my account blow up.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Kind of led to my success…

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And I’ve had plenty of embarrassing stuff happen on streams since then…

PLAYER_HAPPY: Such as?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I’ve said too much! Gotta save some of the gossip for our second date.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We’re having a second date?

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: I’d love to! Thanks for asking!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’m only messing, but this has been a pretty special date.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I hope we’ll get to do it again.

ELLIOT_IDLE: I guess we’ll have to head back…

Elliot looks deep into your eyes, then down at your lips.

You can tell he’s longing to kiss you.

Kiss passionately

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well, I can’t let you go without a kiss…

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You read my mind…

You pull Elliot close for a long passionate kiss.

You hold each other close and roll around in the sand without a care.

His hand runs gently down the small of your back sending tingles up your spine.

As he pulls away, the two of you lie there, taking in the moment.

ELLIOT_SAD: I guess we need to head back.

PLAYER_SAD: I guess so.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: This has been amazing…

Kiss his neck

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well I can’t let you go without a kiss…

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You read my mind…

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Close your eyes.

He smiles and follows your instructions.

Gently you plant a kiss near his collarbone.

Then you slowly work your way up, until you kiss just behind his ear.

You see him shiver as a tingle rushes up his spine. He opens his eyes and smiles at you.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: You are something else…

ELLIOT_SAD: I guess we need to head back.

PLAYER_SAD: I guess so.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: This has been amazing…

Not right now

PLAYER_IDLE: We should head back. They’ll be wondering where we’ve gone.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: You’re right. Don’t want {0} thinking I’ve stolen his partner away.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: Not yet anyway…

Elliot helps you to your feet as you head back towards the villa, arm in arm.

[fangirl94stuff]

Craig Mabbit (ETF/Dead Rabbits)

Y/N

'Mum I look stupid, why do I have to wear a dress? I've known the Mabbitts my whole life and all we're having is lunch with them,' you moan, as you stare at yourself in the mirror and the floral dress your mum had forced you into.

Your mum tuts behind you, 'You're a grown-up y/n, it's time you started dressing like one, plus I think Craig will like it.'

At the mere mention of your best friend's name, you feel your cheeks blush beneath the makeup, and you nearly smudge the lipstick you were applying, 'gross mum, why would you even say that? It's Craig.'

Your mum rolls her eyes, 'I know true love when I see it y/n. You've been friends for years but trust that mother knows best.'

Before you can question her she leaves wearing a huge smile. Yes, you'd developed feelings for Craig but surely your childhood friend wouldn't feel the same way, and you didn't want to ruin this friendship. Plus he was in a band and could have any girl he wanted, so why would he look at his best friend? You curl the ends of your hair and finish touching up your makeup, wanting to get this lunch over with.

You fire off a quick message to Craig, asking if his mum was also being odd. He replies immediately confirming your suspicion that both sets of parents were up to something. He hadn't long come off tour so this would be your first time seeing him in three months. But he always made time to reply to your messages and vice versa.

CRAIG

'Craig come down, they are here,' mum calls out from downstairs, and I hear it loud and clear since my bedroom door was open.

'Coming,' I shout back.

Anyone can relate to feeling awkward revisiting their childhood bedroom, especially when everything had been kept the same. After the tour, I liked to visit my parents but wasn't expecting them to announce that y/n was also back visiting family. Our parents knew each other so when we were old enough the two of us were thrown together. y/n was my confidant and had been by my side through the good, the bad and the ugly never leaving me alone. It was a little cliche to fall for your friend but with all my baggage y/n would never see me as more than a friend and I didn't want to ruin our friendship.

I head downstairs and have to stop myself from cursing along with keeping my balance as I see y/n for the first time in three months. If I had feelings then they had just gone through the roof, because y/n looked breathtaking in a halterneck floral dress that showed off all her good parts, when I was used to seeing her dressed casually.

'Hi Craig long time no see, how was tour?' y/n asks, snapping me out of my trance.

I gulp, 'tour was great, it's good to see you again y/n.'

Mum clears her throat, 'Is that all you have to say, Craig? I think y/n looks beautiful.'

y/n shuffles on the spot, 'Err thanks Mrs Mabbitt.'

Her mum nudges her, ''Why don't you and Craig catch up y/n while the adults talk?'

Okay, something was going on here and I didn't like not knowing, 'Sure, we can go to my room.'

'Should we tell them to keep the door open?' my dad jokes.

y/n's dad smirks, 'I don't think we want to hear whatever goes on so they can keep the door shut.'

y/n is full-on tomato face as she rushes up the stairs. We leave our cringey parents and go into my room, shutting the door.

'What the actual hell Craig, are they on drugs?' y/n says loudly and flops down on the bed.

I run my fingers through my hair, 'my mum was right about one thing y/n, you do look beautiful in that dress. Trying to impress someone?'

y/n sits upright and stares at me with wide eyes, 'who would I be trying to impress? My mum forced me into this,' they scoff, denial thick in their voice.

y/n was an awful liar and that continued into adulthood. I laugh as I sit down next to them on the end of the bed, 'are you hiding something from me y/n?'

'No I'm not,' they reply and scoot away from me.

I scoot after them smirking at how easy they still were to embarrass, 'You can tell me anything y/n.'

y/n shakes their head, 'I'm good Craig but--'

'Watch Out!' I call out and reach for y/n as they fall off the bed, but they take me with them.

y/n ends up beneath me, our bodies and faces close. Just then the bedroom door opens.

'Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry for disturbing you,' my mum gasps.

'Mum it's not what it looks like,' I state, turning to face her. I was an adult and shouldn't feel embarrassed.

Mum grins, 'Sure honey, you kids take all the time you need. Though lunch will be in half an hour.'

y/n laughs beneath me as mum leaves, closing the door behind her.

'Shut up, it's not funny y/n,' I grumble.

y/n continues to laugh, 'Make me Craig.'

'Okay,' I say calmly and y/n stops laughing.

I lean down and kiss their lips and y/n gasps in shock giving me easier access, but they then kiss me back. It looked like friendship was out of the picture now. y/n pulls back first and bites their lip.

'Is this really happening?' they ask in a whisper.

I hum, 'Yes. I've wanted to kiss you for a long time.'

'Our parents won't ever let us live this down Craig,' y/n snorts.

I can't help but chuckle at the truth in that statement, we would never live this down, but right now we had thirty minutes to kill. y/n sees the wheels turning in my head and hits me in the chest.

'Hell no Craig unless your door has a lock on!' they hiss.

'Then how about we kiss some more?' I suggest.

y/n nods, 'Then kiss me, Craig.'

Let's just say the next thirty minutes are spent kissing, catching up and cuddling. when we were staying with our parents we agreed to no sex, this trip couldn't come to an end quickly enough for the two of us.