#mc: amelia flowers

[someflowers-at-hogwarts]

Amelia Flowers

I filled out my first character template ever. The lovely miss Flowers was my first test subject and now I am so ready to give it a try to all my Wizarding World ocs.

Thanks @kiwiplaetzchen for the nice template 💖 You can find the blank version just here.

[thursdaymoonrise11]

Hogwarts Legacy MC Challenge (part 2) - complete✨

From top to bottom, left to right:

@tuliprosepeony - Aksana Malinski & Amelia Flowers

@anomalyaly - Elsie Genevieve Corvin

@theladyofshalott1989 - Damien Evans

@rypnami - Auri Drusus

@sallowslove - Jean Vestrit

@sallowsangel - Esmerelda ' Esme' Greene

@meryachkins - Maro Terzian

@morelikeravenbore - Aurélie Collins

@wrongcog - Siobhan Moriarty

@mrs-sharp - Elaine Hopkins

@dwightschrute11 - Calypso

@savingsallow - Valentine 'Val' Black

@slytherin-paramour - Leina Kinomiya

@lilac-ravenclaw - Raven Fawlty

@syrooo - Renn Tsuyuki

@a-usernamelol - Allan Waite

@honeybadgerdontcare394 - Gilbert Blythe

Sorry this took me WAY longer than expected, but once again, I'm in love with your MCs 🥹 thanks for letting me draw them!!

💗💗

If I've gotten anything wrong/missed anything, let me know and I'll update🫡 sorry if so!!

[tuliprosepeony]

imelda + mc because i love them

cropped version to let you imagine what they are doing + cencored version because people don’t want to see boobs i guess characters are 18 years old

[jeremiahofphilo]

Love our little girl.

𓏲 ₊˚๑ ꒰𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚꒱ ໑‧₊˚.ꪆ

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(っ’-’)╮=͟͟͞͞💌 @jeremiahofphilo

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Here's MY thoughts on the love island the game's seasons, for no reason other than I want to:

Also because the majority of the people following me are here for OM! & I want to drag more people down into the litg hell with me :)

Season 1: why is everyone so bitchy for no reason????? Talia & Jake are okay but other than that it's meh... don't really like the art style either

Season 2: Immaculate. Chef's kiss. They hit a high they never reached again. Somehow managed to balance the drama & the found family aspect and created a dynamic where you can actually believe everyone is friends and having fun even if sometimes they try to kill each other. Characters are flawed but generally decent people who are allowed to grow throughout the season. You get the option to make MC a bi gym-bro who can devour an entire cake in one sitting and bench press her partner. There's a reason this got two sequels.

Season 3: It's fine ig. Short and kind of boring. Nothing much happens. AJ is so cute though she almost makes up for it.

Season 4: Honestly a close 2nd favourite. We get a lot of character backstory and like s2 it touches on some serious issues. The season with some of the funniest moments/lines of dialogue - multiple moments where I just laughed out loud. I'm still only half way through it but the "villain" is just straight up mean for no reason and doesn't get any character development like the characters in S2 but makes up for it by having some of the funniest interactions with other characters and I was so sad to see her go. Also the season where I desperately wish MC was allowed to be in an open relationship till the very end and finish off the season in a polycule with every other islander who was in the love "triangle"s of the the season because this was the hardest season to pick a LI - Najuma is just all around amazing, Bruno is sweet & funny, Tom is so pathetic* MC & Thabi's friendship is also the best thing? It's great seeing a platonic relationship that is as loving (if not more so) than the romantic relationships. It's literally:

Season 5: Psychological horror. The producers said 'hey wouldn't it be funny if we torture this woman on national tv' and then committed to the bit. My memories are hazy because even though I only played it earlier this year it upset me so much I did my best to block most of it out but also I'm 100% sure there was actual galighting happening. Don't know why MC stuck around till the end because all she's gonna be able to use the money for is to pay for her therapy. Anyway I think MC should have been allowed to brutally murder everyone, she deserved it <3

Season 6: I liked the concept but I think they should have utilised it more. I'm still right at the very beginning (around ep 9) and I KNOW the general consensus from everyone who has reached the last eps seems to be that Amelia sucks MAJOR ass. But look, this is the first time a game has given me a MC with a canon family member who is also part of the game so in my opinion Amelia could commit war crimes and she's still be the most precious little uwu ever because I'm activating MC's insanely overprotective oblivious to all faults ""big"" sister mode

Edit:

*I just played more of S4 and holy shit someone needs to get this man away from his parents and also maybe get him some therapy jfc

Edit 2:

** youcef, mc & valentina helping tom figure out he likes flowers and pink and tie-dye clothes and makeup and being complimented and called pretty and getting hugs is getting to me okay his parents better watch the show and see their adult son finally discovering himself and what he likes instead of what they think he should like and finally being able to let loose and have fun without worrying about what others think of him and finally being happy and they better get some sense knocked into them OR he should go to therapy and realise that no matter how much he loves his parents their love and regard being so conditional to the point that he's hidden his entire personality and is now so extremely self-conscious of it whenever it does manage to peak out, that he nearly cries on national tv after a practical stranger compliments those hidden bits is not good. Also the man has some of the most insane repressed queer vibes???? What do you mean he sees a canon nonbinary person wearing a floppy hat and is reminded of the floppy hat he loved as a child that his father threw away and replaced with a baseball cap and then when he "lost" the baseball cap his father bought him the exact same one again

Edit 3:

*** i was 100% sure i was going to get mc to stick with najuma (dorky mischevious goth who is so so bad at flirting hello!!!?) but i got caught by "sad & shy with serious self-worth issues hidden badly behind an overconfident exterior (who blushes & gets flustered easily because he so rarely receives genuine praise/compliments) experiences postive regard for the first time and loses his shit" for the third fucking time

Edit 4:

Okay but why does Dylan get (rightfully) called out by everyone in S4 for all the bullshit he does to MC from blatantly lying to her to not listening when she says "No" But in S5 when Suresh (admittedly, more subtly) pulls off the same shit no one says anything, even MC's "friends" don't believe her.

In S2 when Luke/Henrik gets a little too forceful after MC says no, he gets called out by MC's partner and immediately apologises

In S4 when Dylan does the whole "stop pretending you don't want me" routine after MC rejects him multiple times, the rest of the islanders band together and basically chase him off the island

In S5 when Suresh pulls literally the same thing from the very first episode itself but none of the other islanders believe MC, and Suresh keeps getting to do this until almost the very end while also managing to constantly play hot & cold with MC and chase away all of MCs other romantic interests

[luckyqueenreign]

Honestly I still really love this season so far, I think I just like the story of this season so far, I could see myself replaying it more then any season since s4, it’s not perfect and has some flaws but overall I have been pretty entertained and actually excited for each volume so far. I like this season way more especially since there is no Amelia. 🥹

I feel like the odd man out cause the litg discord and the reddit seem so annoyed about this season every volume. I get the season has problems but some of the issues people have with it is hyper critical? Like being stolen all the time, it is annoying but like in this season it does actually make sense we are supposed to be like Priya level bombshell. We are the weather reporters. 😭 Even though we have been stolen we also are in control with who we spend time with, I’ve spent no time with Travis because they let us spend the time with our OG LI or someone else if we want. Their biggest problem is the fact they can’t branch well. It’s just people act like this is worse then s6 when I think it’s improved from s6. If this was s6 we would be stuck with Bonnie forever. 🥹

I want to go back and play s2 because I enjoy this season so much because it’s made me happy? 😂

Am I too forgiving to fusebox for this season?

I actually agree with you that for the most part this season is actually still enjoyable and I def want to replay when it’s over. The writing has improved from previous seasons and it feels like there’s a lot going on in the background that doesn’t necessarily effect MC and the drama isn’t only happening to us - which I appreciate. I didn’t even mind being stolen especially since we had full say with who we shared the bed with multiple nights! My biggest gripe I think has to do with continuity. For example - we are currently coupled up with Travis. Even if you have a girl chat saying you’re sleeping with alex (my li) I still feel like there should’ve been a short chat where she talks to Travis about it and lets him know as well. Then we get flowers in our bed and instead of chatting with the guy who’s standing right there!! We run off to the dressing room and have to guess who gave us those flowers and confirm with uma?? Like why couldn’t I have just said alex, hugged him and ran off to get dressed for bed?? Then this week when we’re getting ready for bed they made it seem like mc was waiting for alex to climb into bed with her. You’re not coupled up!! He would’ve been going to bed with Estelle! I think that cliffhanger should’ve happened in the hallway or living room. Because why would MC be waiting for him in the bedroom when she’s literally just ran up on him outside for multiple days now. Another thing that isn’t related to us but a continuity issue.. in my playthrough after Mc and alex come back from their date Uma is straddling and attempting to kiss Raf and Daphne catches them. And then later when they’re sent home they completely brush off what happened earlier. Like Uma trying to kiss Raf is one thing, but STRADDLING him lol. I’m sorry but how do you get in that position with no objections? And then you’re all yea can’t wait to be together on the outside and perfect couple? I just feel like there should’ve been more tension with raf and daphne on their exit. (Also did they leave on everyone’s playthrough or was I just a savage when I picked them to leave lol)

[royal1asset-if]

How would the ROs react when while arguing with the MC, they accidentally say something that really hurts the MC and the MC simply walks away without a word?

Thank you anon you saved my sanity(Door pounding in the background)

Me: SIMMER DOWN YOU TWO, YOU GOT AN ASK, ALRIGHT AN ASK FOR FACKSAKE(Shouting at the top of my lungs)

Elrick and Serena: (Inaudible murmuring sounds.)

Serena: Finally, thanks Author and I hope it's good(Walking away)

Elrick: Can't wait, I wonder what it will be(Whistling happily)

Me: Oh it's gonna be good alright, oh let's make it in relationship stage(Insert Maniacal laugh)

Let's begin starting with the two who has been beating up my door.

(Serena's POV)

You were just having fun that's all, a little flirt and touching but MC taken it to personally.

MC: Serena why are you doing that?(Irritated)

Serena: DO what?(Playing dumb)

MC: Serena you know what I mean(Pointing to the direction earlier)

Serena: MC that's nothing, you don't have to worry about it(Dismissing MC)

MC: Serena that's not what I'm worried about, NO! WHAT I'M WORRIED ABOUT IS THAT WHEN YOU TAKE IT TOO FAR WE HAVE RELATIONSHIP FOR GOD SAKE( They shout at you)

Serena: THEN LET'S BREAK UP, YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME I JUST USE YOU TO SATISFY MYSELF AND I DON'T WANNA SEE YOU!( you shout at MC and poking them with your finger)

MC is looking at you hurt and defeated, eyes starting to get wet.

Serena: I don't mean that(Reaching for MC)

MC yanked their arm away from your hold and turning their back on you leaving without a single word.

Serena: Wait!( Chasing after MC)

(Elric's POV)

You were having fun and a little bit drunk but things started to escalate quickly while dancing with a girl they kissed you on the lips and you see MC standing behind with flower in their hand.

You pushed the girl away and started chasing MC to the door,opening the door there you see MC having a fit.

Elric: MC it doesn't look like that( worried)

MC: OH YEAH ELRIC THEN WHAT DOES IT LOOKS LIKE?(angry)

Elric: I'm a bit tipsy that's all and nothing more(getting closer to MC)

MC: Ballshet Elric, I see how you devoured that girl and what if I didn't come where the 2 of you will end up( Pointng a finger at you)

Elric: THEN I WISH YOU DIDN'T, IF YOU HAVEN'T SHOWED I MUST HAVE BEEN HAVING FUN RIGHT NOW!(You shout).

MC is shaking and looking at you shocked.

Elric: I'm just joking MC(chuckling nervously) see I'm laughing.

You were laughing and you MC turning their back on you.

Elric: Please don't go( Reaching for them but they are too far away)

(Luna's POV)

MC is being irritating, you admitted your mistake and almost died but MC would not stop fussing about it.

MC: Luna that was reckless of you(Berating you)

Luna: Not now MC(Tired)

MC: I cared about you Luna and please listen to me(Pleading with you)

Something snapped inside of you

Luna: I DON'T FEEL THE SAME WAY ABOUT YOU AND IF I SEE YOU DYING I WILL WATCH YOU DIE AND CHOKE ON YOUR BLOOD!( you shout)

MC stepped back away from you, body slack and you see eyes wet with tears, then they turned their back on you.

Luna: I----( you shout your mouth)

(Dustin's POV)

You were afraid you thought MC is gonna die because they jumped in your way to protect you from harm's way.

Dustin: MC don't do that again!( you say in a stern voice)

MC: And let you die!( they shout exasperated)

Dustin: JUST DON'T DO IT AGAIN(You growl)

MC: I will do what I want Dustin( They shout defiantly)

Dustin: HAVE IT YOU WAY KILL YOURSELF AND JUMPED ON CLIFF WHILE YOUR AT IT AND I WILL NOT STOP YOU!( you shout)

MC looked at you wistfully and turning their back on you.

Dustin: Wait please, I just wanted you to not get hurt on my account( you beg at them and dropping on to your knees.)

(Amelia's POV)

You know that your body is super exhausted and you have a cold but you will not stop a lot of people needs your help.

MC: Amelia stop, you reached your limitand you should rest(they say worriedly)

Amelia: I'm fine MC( you started to cough violently)

MC put their hand on your forehead.

MC: You're burning up, c'mon lets get you to bed(they say and grabbing your hand)

Amelia: I SAID I'M FINE( Yanking your hand off them)

MC: But Amelia, your burning yourself out and your condition might get worse or you might even die(they plead with you)

Amelia: IF I'M GONNA DIE THEN I WILL ACCEPT IT GREATFULLY,THAN LISTENING TO YOUR LECTURE( You snapped)

Your eyes widened in surprise and you see MC is taken aback by your outburst, then without any word they left you to be alone.

Amelia: No wait, come back( you cough horribly)

(Conrad's POV)

MC is becoming a nuisance to you, they say that you are cooped up for too long in your lab and doing experiments.

MC: C'mon Conrad, you have to go out sometimes you know and you have no idea what you are missing out on.( Opening some windows)

Conrad: I don't and I'm busy(Mixing test tubes)

MC: Then looks like I have to drag you out( Grabbing your arms and yanking you with them)

With them yanking you, you accidentally bumped a rack of test tube with your shoulder and causing it to fall and breaking on the floor.

Conrad: All of my hardwork and research wasted( You shout and shaking with anger)

MC: It was an acci-(you cut them off)

Conrad: GET THE FACK OUT AND IF YOU DON'T I WILL FORCE YOU OUT MYSELF, I DON'T NEED YOU HERE AND YOUR JUST AN IRRITATING PEST!( you shout and hands glowing with the arcane)

You watched MC nod their hand and exiting your lab, you crouch ow to salvage what you can from your rest.

Conrad: Not again!( you murmur wistfully and clenching the broken glass, blood dripping on your palms)

Epilogue:

Me: And send(Hearing someone is knocking on my door)

I opened the door and see Serena and Elric is there .

Serena: We're soory Author(Crying)

Elric: Yes and we promised not to do it again(Getting on his knees)

I slammed the door on them.

Elrick and Serena: AUTHORR(Begging for my forgiveness)

Me: Ahhh nothing like a great revenge to start my day(Opening my spotify and playing a song that suited to this moment)

[mrsbsmooth]

Scripts - S6 - Episode 38 - (Part 2 of 2)

Amelia/MC's fantasy up until the 'surprise'

AMELIA_HAPPY: Well mine is definitely with Toby!

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’m picturing him on one of his underwear modelling shoots.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: He’s got on these sexy little white boxer shorts.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Under a waterfall…

GRACE_HAPPY: Of course.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Then we sneak away together.

{0}_HAPPY: Yes, girl!

AMELIA_FLIRTY: And we head behind the waterfall for some privacy…

GRACE_HAPPY: Very naughty!

AMELIA_HAPPY: How about you, {0}?

{0}_HAPPY: Mine is a classic.

{0}_HAPPY: But I’ve got no one in particular in mind…

{0}_HAPPY: Basically, prince charming turns up outside work on a motorbike with flowers.

{0}_HAPPY: I hop on the back and we ride out to some beautiful log cabin in the woods.

{0}_HAPPY: We arrive and they’ve decorated the bedroom with candles and rose petals.

{0}_FLIRTY: And we don’t leave the bed for days!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Classic! I love it!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Well, I can share mine.

{0}_FLIRTY: But I might just whisper it to {1}...

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh really…

GRACE_HAPPY: Ah fine, I guess your partner is right here after all.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Go on then, let’s hear it.

{0} leans in and whispers in your ear.

{0}_FLIRTY: I picture us in Venice…

{0}_FLIRTY: We spend the days drinking wine and eating the finest pasta.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’d take you on a gondola ride down the sparkling blue canals.

{0}_FLIRTY: Then we’d stay up late on the roof of a gorgeous old venetian building.

{0}_FLIRTY: Laying on a blanket and watching the stars.

{0}_FLIRTY: Then down to the candle lit room with the windows open and the curtains billowing.

{0}_FLIRTY: Where we’d do anything you wanted.

{0}_FLIRTY: How does that sound to you?

Sounds perfect!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Sounds perfect!

{0}_HAPPY: Really? Yay!

{0}_FLIRTY: Then it’s a date! I’ll arrange it for when we go home!

Not my thing

PLAYER_IDLE: Hmm not really my type of thing.

{0}_IDLE: Oh, well that’s ok.

{0}_HAPPY: I just want to do what makes you happy anyway.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Are you two done whispering yet?

AMELIA_HAPPY: We still need to hear, {0}’s!

GRACE_HAPPY: So, {0}. What’s your dream fantasy?

Ok, I’ll tell you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Alright, I’ll spill the tea.

{0}_FLIRTY: Oh, whisper it to me! Who knows I might be able to make it come true!

GRACE_IDLE: You two are no fun!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Go on then you two, back to the whispering.

You lean in and whisper into {0}’s ear.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Ok, my sexy fantasy is…

Joining the mile high club

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve always wanted to join the mile high club.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: On a private jet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: One with a bedroom and we can make it all romantic.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Looking out the windows and seeing the world below us while we make love.

{0}_HAPPY: Are you kidding? I would love that!

{0}_FLIRTY: We are so arranging that when we go home!

{0}_FLIRTY: Might have to do some saving though.

Role playing

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I love dressing up.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Pretending to be people we aren’t and really getting into character.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Sexy costumes and all that stuff.

{0}_HAPPY: Are you kidding? I would love that!

{0}_FLIRTY: We are so arranging that when we go home!

{0}_FLIRTY: I’ll dress up however you want!

Getting it on in a hot tub

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I have this one little fantasy.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Where I totally get it on in a hot tub.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Like <i>all</i> the way.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: My own hot tub obviously.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The water’s hot, the sex is hotter, bubbles tickling us the whole time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Completely alone together. What’s not to like?

{0}_FLIRTY: Are you kidding me right now? That sounds so hot.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’d love to make that dream come true.

GRACE_FLIRTY: You saucy thing. That is so sexy.

{0}_FLIRTY: Love it.

GRACE_FLIRTY: Maybe that’s my new fantasy now. Sounds perfect.

You lean away and stop whispering.

AMELIA_HAPPY: You both done with the secret chats?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Yep.

{0}_FLIRTY: Don’t know about you guys but I’m a bit hot under the collar.

AMELIA_IDLE: {0}! You are full of surprises!

GRACE_HAPPY: Yeah, who knew! But I like your style!

That’s top secret

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s top secret.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Can’t give away all my secrets!

GRACE_SAD: Aw no fun!

{0}_FLIRTY: I hope I can hear it one day.

{0}_FLIRTY: Might be able to make it come true.

I don’t have one

PLAYER_IDLE: I honestly don’t have a fantasy.

GRACE_IDLE: Really?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Fair enough! Not everyone does.

{0}_FLIRTY: Maybe we can think of one together sometime…

You get a text!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oooh! Text

You read it out.

LITEXT: Ladies, Girls’ Day is over! Please finish your drinks and return to the villa! {0}BackToBoys {1}BackToBabys

We should really go

PLAYER_IDLE: No, I really think we should go.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Booo! Oh fine!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Let’s get going girls. The boys will be waiting!

AMELIA_HAPPY: I can’t wait for a cuddle with Isla back at the villa.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: And Toby, obviously.

{0}_HAPPY: Let’s bounce, ladies!

You and the girls finish your drinks and strut off, refreshed and ready to return to the villa!

Amelia runs up to the villa and calls out…

AMELIA_HAPPY: Honey, I’m home!

Suddenly, she steps back, confused.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: Huh?

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: What’s going on?

The villa is completely silent! No sound of boys or babies.

AMELIA_EMBARRASSED: Why is it so quiet?

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: It’s way too quiet.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Did they all turn into mice or something?

Grace suddenly gasps.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Nooooooo!

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: What?

GRACE_SAD: They probably ditched the challenge?

PLAYER_IDLE: What do you mean?

GRACE_SERIOUS: Like, they’ve given up on the babies and left their batteries to run out?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Surely not.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Chillax girls, Toby promised me the babies would be taken care of.

AMELIA_SERIOUS: Toby would never let me down.

AMELIA_IDLE: Plus, the boys aren’t like that.

AMELIA_IDLE: Right, {0}?

I agree, they’d never do that

PLAYER_IDLE: I agree. I trust the boys. They’d never do that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s give them some credit.

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: I wouldn’t be so sure.

The boys definitely <i>would</i> do that

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I wouldn’t be so sure, Amelia.

PLAYER_IDLE: The boys would definitely do something like that.

PLAYER_ANGRY: I bet they’ve ruined the challenge!

I have no clue

PLAYER_IDLE: I have no clue.

AMELIA_IDLE: Well, there’s only one way to find out.

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s see what’s going on inside.

You and the girls march into the villa to find out why it's all so quiet…

As you arrive at the bedroom, you can’t believe your eyes!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow!

The boys are all sleeping peacefully in bed with their babies!

GRACE_SURPRISED: They’re asleep!

AMELIA_IDLE: Well, there we have it.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Told you it was nothing to worry about.

{0}_FLIRTY: What do you say, {1}?  Shall we wake them up?

Yes, let’s wake them!

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, let’s wake them up!

GRACE_HAPPY: Good idea!

You clear your throat and shout out…

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wakey, wakey boys!!

The boys all jolt up from their naps.

{0}_IDLE: {1}?

Let’s sing to wake them

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s sing to wake them up!

{0}_HAPPY: Good idea!

You clear your throat and get ready to sing.

PLAYER_IDLE: Wakey, wakeeey booooys!

{0}_HAPPY: La! La! La! Laaaa! Get up sleepy heads!

The boys jolt up, awake.

{0}_IDLE: {1}?

Leave them alone

PLAYER_IDLE: Nah, let’s let them sleep.

AMELIA_IDLE: Yeah, they look way too cute and peaceful.

Toby flickers his eyes open.

TOBY_IDLE: Ah, there you are.

TOBY_IDLE: You’re back!

AMELIA_IDLE: We’re back, baby!

PLAYER_IDLE: And we thought we’d be your alarm clock.

OZZY_IDLE: What a wake up call.

AMELIA_IDLE: We’re back!

PLAYER_IDLE: And we thought we’d be your singing alarm clock.

{0}_IDLE: It’s certainly unique.

AMELIA_SURPRISED: I’m sorry Tobes! Did we wake you?

TOBY_IDLE: Nah, I was just dozing.

Toby rubs his eyes and sits up.

TOBY_HAPPY: Welcome back, ladies.

{0}_HAPPY: Good to see all the mums back.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Hot mummas back in the villa!

You look at {0} and give him a smile.

PLAYER_IDLE: Did you miss me, {0}?

{0}_FLIRTY: Of course.

{0}_HAPPY: But {1} and I had a great time.

ANDY_IDLE: I whipped out a host of animal impressions.

ANDY_HAPPY: It seemed to go down well!

FRANCIS_IDLE: We meditated together.

FRANCIS_FLIRTY: It was pretty special.

ROBERTO_IDLE: I think {0} understands Portuguese!

MARSHALL_IDLE: I think we’ve got a baby entrepreneur on our hands!

LEWIE_IDLE: I think we’ve got a baby striker on our hands!

LEWIE_HAPPY: He’s gonna play for daddy’s team.

JAMAL_IDLE: I think we’ve got a champion skateboarder on our hands!

ELLIOT_IDLE: We chatted about games and streaming.

ELLIOT_FLIRTY: The usual.

TOBY_HAPPY: We all had the best day.

PLAYER_IDLE: Did you now?

TOBY_IDLE: We played games, went swimming. It was great.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Fun!

TOBY_HAPPY: We even got the babies to go down for an evening nap.

{0}_IDLE: Not gonna lie, I did struggle getting my baby off to sleep.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: There was a lot of crying.

{0}_HAPPY: Why does that not surprise me?

{0}_IDLE: But we helped a brother out, didn’t we {1}?

{0}_HAPPY: You did indeed!

OZZY_IDLE: Team-work makes the dream-work!

TOBY_IDLE: You can say that again.

Ozzy and Toby high-five each other.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Am I sensing bromance vibes?

TOBY_IDLE: You got that right.

{0}_IDLE: I loved every second.

{0}_IDLE: {1} is an absolute natural with kids.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Me? Not so much.

{0}_FLIRTY: You hear that, {1}? I’m a natural with kids.

That’s hot!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s hot!

PLAYER_IDLE: And it makes sense…

{0}_FLIRTY: Yeah?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Your clothes look like they’re made of dad material!

{0}_FLIRTY: Best garms in the business!

I already knew that

PLAYER_IDLE: I already knew that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I mean, look at him!

{0}_FLIRTY: From now on please call me ‘number one dad.’

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll try to remember that.

I’m surprised!

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually surprised!

PLAYER_IDLE: Didn’t know you had it in you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, from now on please call me ‘number one dad.’

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll try to remember that.

PLAYER_IDLE: How was baby-sitting, Toby?

TOBY_HAPPY: Uncle Tobes smashed it, obvs!

TOBY_IDLE: {0} was as good as gold.

OZZY_IDLE: Toby is an absolute natural born uncle.

TOBY_HAPPY: You hear that, {0}?

Lucky {0}!

PLAYER_IDLE: {0} is lucky to have such a cool uncle.

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I knew your clothes were made of dad material, Toby!

TOBY_FLIRTY: Best garms in the business!

I already knew that

PLAYER_IDLE: I already knew that.

TOBY_HAPPY: From now on please call me ‘number one uncle.’

AMELIA_FLIRTY: I’ll try to remember that, Tobes.

I’m surprised!

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually surprised, Toby!

PLAYER_IDLE: Didn’t think you had it in you.

TOBY_HAPPY: Happy to have proved you wrong!

GRACE_IDLE: How did you get on Marshall?

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: Dare I ask.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I had an amazing time!

GRACE_SURPRISED: You did?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: I actually really, really enjoyed myself.

GRACE_SURPRISED: Wow!

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Even made me think I’d make a good Dad one day.

OZZY_HAPPY: Deep down, Marshall is just one big softie, isn’t he?

MARSHALL_EMBARRASSED: Maybe.

GRACE_IDLE: Well that’s a curveball I didn’t see.

GRACE_IDLE: I’m glad you boys had fun!

GRACE_EMBARRASSED: But real talk, I can’t wait for this challenge to be done.

Your phone pings suddenly!

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ve got a text!

You read it out.

LITEXT: Islanders! The baby challenge is over! Congratulations! Please say your goodbyes. {0}ParentFreeZone {1}ByeByeBaby

GRACE_SURPRISED: Oh my days! Woohoo!

AMELIA_SAD: Awwww, I’m going to miss Isla!

TOBY_SAD: Me too!

AMELIA_IDLE: How about you, {0}? Will you miss the babies?

I don’t want {0} to go!

PLAYER_SAD: I don’t want {0} to go.

{0}_IDLE: I get you, {1}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’ll miss having {1} around, too.

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I got pretty attached.

{0}_IDLE: To be fair, me too.

{0}_HAPPY: I loved being in parent-mode.

{0}_FLIRTY: But at least now it means no more crying.

{0}_HAPPY: Or nappies!

{0}_FLIRTY: It can be back to just us.

Time to move on

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess it’s time to move on.

{0}_IDLE: I agree, {1}.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But can’t lie, I’ll miss having {1} around.

Get these babies away from me!

PLAYER_IDLE: Get these babies away from me!

{0}_HAPPY: I get you, {1}.

{0}_SAD: But can’t lie, I’ll actually miss having {1} around.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But now we’re free!

{0}_IDLE: True.

Now we can party!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Now we’re baby free, we can party!

AMELIA_HAPPY: I’ll take that as a no.

{0}_HAPPY: I get you, {1}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Now we can cut loose.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: But can’t lie, I’ll miss having {1} around.

TOBY_SAD: Yeah, I’m actually gonna miss those noisy babies.

MARSHALL_SAD: You and me both, bro.

Grace looks at Marshall in disbelief.

GRACE_HAPPY: Who are you and what have you done with Marshall!?

AMELIA_FLIRTY: Don’t worry Tobes, now you’ve got more time to focus on moi.

TOBY_FLIRTY: As if I could focus anywhere else.

The boys walk away to return the babies to their cots. The girls wave them off.

GRACE_HAPPY: Bye, babies!

AMELIA_HAPPY: See ya!

The boys return without the babies.

TOBY_SAD: Miss the little scamp already.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Aww, come here.

Toby heads over for a hug with Amelia.

{0} takes you to one side.

He steps closer and gives you a cheeky smile.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m thinking we celebrate being baby free, {1}.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You do?

{0}_FLIRTY: Let’s head to the terrace for some quiet time.

{0}_FLIRTY: Follow me.

{0} winks at you and you follow him out.

{0} takes you to one side.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m thinking we should celebrate being baby free.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you now?

{0}_FLIRTY: Let’s go up to the terrace for some quiet time.

{0}_FLIRTY: Follow me.

{0} winks at you and you follow her out.

Out on the terrace, you join {0} in the starlight.

You sit down together, taking in the night sky.

{0}_FLIRTY: Peace and quiet at last.

PLAYER_IDLE: You can say that again.

{0}_IDLE: So let’s hear it, how was girls’ day?

It was amazing!

PLAYER_IDLE: It was an amazing day!

{0}_IDLE: I’m glad to hear it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Drinks and a bit of gossip. Nothing beats it.

{0}_HAPPY: Sounds wild.

I’d rather have spent the day with you

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d rather have spent the day with you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Yeah?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Of course.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, lucky for you, we now have the evening together.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Bring it on.

I’m glad to be back

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s just say, I’m glad to be back!

{0}_IDLE: Well, all I can say is…

{0}_HAPPY: I’m glad I have you back.

PLAYER_IDLE: I also had a conversation with Grace.

OZZY_EMBARRASSED: Really? What went down?

PLAYER_IDLE: She said she was done holding grudges against us.

OZZY_IDLE: She did?

PLAYER_HAPPY: And she then gave us her blessing.

OZZY_SURPRISED: Her blessing?

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We even hugged it out.

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah.

PLAYER_IDLE: I told her I appreciated it.

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Yeah.

PLAYER_IDLE: I told her that we didn’t need it.

OZZY_IDLE: Right.

PLAYER_IDLE: But I think it was more for her than anything else.

OZZY_IDLE: Wow. That’s big.

OZZY_IDLE: Do you think she means it?

Yeah, she means it

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, she definitely means it.

OZZY_HAPPY: That’s music to my ears.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Feels like we can finally move forward as a couple.

I think she’s putting on a brave face

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: If I’m honest, I think she’s just putting on a brave face.

OZZY_IDLE: Well, it’s a step in the right direction.

OZZY_FLIRTY: Feels like we can finally move forward as a couple.

Let’s just focus on us now!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s just focus on us now.

OZZY_FLIRTY: I really like the sound of that.

{0} sits closer to you, looking deep into your eyes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: And how was your day, enjoy being a dad?

{0}_HAPPY: Way more than I expected!

{0}_HAPPY: This whole experience has brought up a lot of memories actually.

{0}_HAPPY: Stuff I haven’t thought about in years… can’t believe I had forgotten it to be honest.

{0}_IDLE: I kind of surprised myself today.

*Tell me more!

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh really?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well tell me then! I want to know all about it!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Ah, alright if you insist.

{0}_HAPPY: Hanging out with {1} today…

{0}_HAPPY: It brought me back to when I was just a kid.

OZZY_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to get into dancing…

OZZY_IDLE: His reaction just left me speechless. He’s always been a quiet guy, quite emotionless.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh right.

PLAYER_IDLE: How did he react?

OZZY_HAPPY: Well, I’d seen some break dancers on the TV and asked my Dad about lessons.

OZZY_HAPPY: I was worried about asking because we didn’t have a lot of money growing up.

OZZY_HAPPY: But as soon as I said it… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

OZZY_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

OZZY_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage, I didn’t usually go in there ‘cos tools and stuff.

OZZY_IDLE: Right at the back there was this big cupboard.

OZZY_IDLE: When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

OZZY_HAPPY: It was stacked full of trophies!!!

OZZY_HAPPY: Turns out my Dad was a secret salsa champion back in the day.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

OZZY_HAPPY: Yes way! There were old pictures of him and a sparkly costume and everything.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

OZZY_IDLE: No, I think he just thought we wouldn’t be interested.

OZZY_HAPPY: But I was amazed, I wanted to know all about it.

OZZY_IDLE: And he offered to teach me.

OZZY_HAPPY: I didn’t want Marshall to know at first and Dad didn’t want to make him jealous.

OZZY_IDLE: So every Wednesday we would sneak into the garage.

OZZY_IDLE: And Dad would give me a dance lesson.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

OZZY_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

OZZY_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

OZZY_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Me and Ozzy used to be inseparable.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I mean we would do everything together.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But he was always super nervous to do things.

MARSHALL_IDLE: And I was always the little devil on his shoulder telling him to do it.

PLAYER_IDLE: No surprises there.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: It was normally naughty stuff like stealing biscuits from the cupboard or something.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But I remembered when Ozzy first started doing his dancing.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Dad had been helping him practise at home.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But Ozzy wouldn’t let any of us see him dance ever.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I kept saying that we wouldn’t judge him, we just wanted to see.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But he flat out refused.

PLAYER_SAD: Aww.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Then one day the school said they were hosting a talent show.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: We all told Ozzy that he had to sign up and show off his moves.

MARSHALL_IDLE: But he was too nervous.

MARSHALL_IDLE: So I came up with a plan, I signed up to the talent show.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Yep, under Ozzy’s name!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What?!

MARSHALL_IDLE: I knew he was going to be amazing, he just needed that push.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: When the day came they called Ozzy’s name out and he was shocked.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I told him to go up but he wouldn’t.

MARSHALL_FLIRTY: So I did… I started dancing my heart out.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Were you good?

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I was awful! But I didn’t care because my plan worked.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What happened?

MARSHALL_IDLE: Ozzy was so embarrassed by my terrible dancing that he had to put a stop to it.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: He jumped up on stage and revealed that I was Marshall and that he could dance.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Then Ozzy pulls out one of the best dance routines I’ve ever seen.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Everyone was stunned, they were whooping and cheering.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: I’d been utterly humiliated. But it was so worth it.

MARSHALL_IDLE: The look on Ozzy’s face was pure joy. I knew a star was born.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s really sweet.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Today took me back to those times, hanging out with my brother.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Helping him find his feet in the world.

MARSHALL_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real with my little one.

MARSHALL_HAPPY: Helping my kid become the person they want to be.

MARSHALL_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

LEWIE_HAPPY: When I first told my Dad that I wanted to be a footballer.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I bet he was pleased!

LEWIE_IDLE: Actually it was quite the opposite. He hates football.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh no!

LEWIE_IDLE: Yeah, I think he was a little speechless at first.

LEWIE_IDLE: He’d always hoped that I wouldn’t get into it.

LEWIE_HAPPY: I think it was because he wasn’t that great at it as a kid.

LEWIE_IDLE: So he felt like he could never join in with his mates.

PLAYER_IDLE: Aw that’s sad. So what did he do? Try and stop you.

LEWIE_HAPPY: Nope. He took me straight down to the sports shop.

LEWIE_HAPPY: And proper kitted me out.

LEWIE_HAPPY: He got me shin pads, boots, everything I needed!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

LEWIE_HAPPY: He was so supportive.

LEWIE_HAPPY: Even though it wasn’t his thing he went out of his way to understand the game.

LEWIE_IDLE: He signed me up for my school team.

LEWIE_IDLE: So I’d play at school most days, then I’d come home and practise in the garden.

LEWIE_HAPPY: He’d come out and have a kickabout for a few minutes.

LEWIE_IDLE: Then he’d sit with his tea and pretend to be the crowd chanting my name.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Did that help?

LEWIE_HAPPY: More than he knows. It meant so much to me.

LEWIE_IDLE: He took me to my all my games, he’d stand on the sidelines as my biggest fan.

LEWIE_IDLE: I’d always hear his voice cutting through the rest of the crowd.

LEWIE_HAPPY: Chanting, Lewie! Lewie! Lewie!

LEWIE_IDLE: The day I got my first contract I saw tears in his eyes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw that’s sweet!

LEWIE_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

LEWIE_IDLE: I can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

LEWIE_HAPPY: Helping my kid become the person they want to be.

LEWIE_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

RYAN_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to be a singer.

RYAN_IDLE: His reaction left me speechless. He’s always been a quiet guy.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh right.

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

RYAN_HAPPY: Well, I’d seen a musician down at the town fete, his lyrics were amazing.

RYAN_IDLE: He told stories through his songs.

RYAN_IDLE: From that point on, I knew I wanted to tell stories through music just like that.

RYAN_IDLE: I needed a guitar though.

RYAN_HAPPY: I was worried about asking him because we didn’t have a lot of money growing up.

RYAN_HAPPY: But as soon as I did… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

RYAN_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

RYAN_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage.

RYAN_IDLE: Right at the back there was this big cupboard. When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

RYAN_HAPPY: It was full of memorabilia!

RYAN_HAPPY: Turns out my Dad used to be in a rock band back in the day!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

RYAN_HAPPY: Yes way! There were old pictures of him and a beautiful acoustic guitar.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

RYAN_IDLE: No, I think he just thought I wouldn’t be interested.

RYAN_HAPPY: But I was amazed, I wanted to know all about it.

RYAN_IDLE: He told me all about his rock and roll days and he offered to teach me how to play.

RYAN_IDLE: So every Wednesday Dad would give me a guitar lesson.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

RYAN_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

RYAN_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

RYAN_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

JAMAL_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to be a skater.

JAMAL_IDLE: His reaction left me speechless. He’s always been a hard guy to read.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh right.

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

JAMAL_HAPPY: Well, I’d seen some skaters down at the park and decided that’s what I wanted to do.

JAMAL_IDLE: I knew I needed a board though.

JAMAL_HAPPY: I was worried about asking because we didn’t have a lot of cash back then.

JAMAL_HAPPY: But as soon as I asked him if I could get one… my Dad’s face lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

JAMAL_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

JAMAL_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage and at the back there was this big cupboard.

JAMAL_IDLE: When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

JAMAL_HAPPY: There was a battered old pair of rollerblades!

JAMAL_HAPPY: Turns out my Dad used to skate back in the day!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

JAMAL_HAPPY: I kid you not!

JAMAL_HAPPY: He showed me some old pictures of him and his mates down at the skatepark.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

JAMAL_IDLE: No, I guess he thought I wouldn’t be interested.

JAMAL_HAPPY: It was so cool though.

JAMAL_IDLE: Obviously boarding and rollerskating are pretty different.

JAMAL_HAPPY: But it was just so cool to know that we had something like that in common.

JAMAL_IDLE: He told me all about his skating pals and the tricks he used to do.

JAMAL_HAPPY: Jumps, grinding rails, slalom skating…

JAMAL_HAPPY: He came down to the skatepark with me every Saturday morning when I was starting out.

JAMAL_HAPPY: And sometimes he’d even put his skates back on.

JAMAL_IDLE: The day I entered my first pro event I remember seeing tears in his eyes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw that’s sweet!

JAMAL_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

JAMAL_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

JAMAL_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

ROBERTO_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to be a pilot.

ROBERTO_IDLE: His reaction left me speechless.

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

ROBERTO_HAPPY: We took a trip to Italy one year and the pilot let me come into the cockpit.

ROBERTO_IDLE: I couldn’t believe that you could do that for a job, flying around the world.

ROBERTO_EMBARRASSED: But someone at school said it was really expensive to become a pilot.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: I was worried about asking Dad because we weren’t exactly rolling in it.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: But as soon as I told him… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

ROBERTO_IDLE: This dusty old cupboard in the garage.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

ROBERTO_HAPPY: It was full of all my Dad’s old stuff.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Turns out Dad used to be super into model planes!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Yes way! He had all these different mini aircrafts.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Perfectly put together with such intricate details.

PLAYER_IDLE: He’d never shown you before?

ROBERTO_IDLE: No, I think he just thought I wouldn’t be interested.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: But I was amazed.

ROBERTO_IDLE: Dad started taking me to all the air shows we could find.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Sometimes we’d just go to the airport and sit on the car bonnet…

ROBERTO_IDLE: We’d watch the planes take off.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Was some of the best times of my life.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Not anymore of course.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: But we had the best time.

PLAYER_IDLE: Aww that’s sweet.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: I remember the first time I flew a plane with passengers.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: He came to the airport and watched it from the bonnet of his car.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Just like old times. He was so proud.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

ROBERTO_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

ROBERTO_HAPPY: Help my kid become the person they want to be.

ROBERTO_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

ANDY_IDLE: And the moment I realised I wanted to be a vet.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh you’ve always wanted to be a vet then?

ANDY_HAPPY: Well it was because of my Dad really.

ANDY_IDLE: When I was little my Dad used to go on these big long walks.

ANDY_IDLE: I never really liked it but he would always drag me along.

ANDY_HAPPY: He was trying to get me excited about the world and nature.

ANDY_HAPPY: Most of the time I would just complain about my feet hurting.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Bet your Dad loved that.

ANDY_HAPPY: Yeah, not so much.

ANDY_IDLE: Then one day something happened.

ANDY_IDLE: We were walking through this field and we found these little baby birds.

ANDY_IDLE: It looked like they had fallen out of their nest but it was too high to put them back.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh no!

ANDY_SAD: I felt so bad for them, but my dad was on it.

ANDY_IDLE: Before I knew it he had called the local wildlife trust.

ANDY_IDLE: They took them in and nursed them back to health.

ANDY_HAPPY: I called every day to ask after them.

ANDY_IDLE: Next thing I knew my Dad had signed us up to volunteer at the trust together.

ANDY_HAPPY: It was from then on that I wanted to be a vet.

ANDY_HAPPY: Those Saturday mornings spent with dad bottle feeding kittens…

ANDY_IDLE: Or reuniting lost ducklings with their mother…

ANDY_IDLE: They meant so much to me.

ANDY_HAPPY: We used to have so many animals in the house that we’d rescued or adopted.

ANDY_IDLE: The rest is history!

ANDY_HAPPY: I wouldn’t be where I am without him.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

ANDY_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

ANDY_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

ANDY_HAPPY: Helping my kid find out who they want to be.

ANDY_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

FRANCIS_IDLE: And the moment I realised I wanted to be a conservationist.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh yeah?

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Well it was because of my Dad really.

FRANCIS_IDLE: When I was little my Dad used to go on these big long walks.

FRANCIS_IDLE: I never really liked it but he would always drag me along.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: He was trying to get me excited about the world and nature.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Most of the time I would just complain about my feet hurting.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Bet your Dad loved that.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Yeah, not so much.

FRANCIS_IDLE: Then one day something happened.

FRANCIS_IDLE: We were walking through this woodland and we noticed all these signs.

FRANCIS_IDLE: They said the forest was going to be torn down to make room for a new bypass.

FRANCIS_IDLE: My dad was furious. He told me about all the animals that would lose their habitat!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh no!

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Next thing I knew, my dad had started a campaign to save the forest.

FRANCIS_IDLE: We made a petition and it got thousands of signatures.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: The local news even came to interview us.

FRANCIS_IDLE: So many people came together to protest because of my dad.

FRANCIS_IDLE: Eventually the developers called off plans for the bypass!

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I was so proud of him. I decided that that's what I wanted to do.

FRANCIS_IDLE: Protect nature.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: It was from then on that I wanted to be a conservationist.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Dad was surprised at first but then he realised why.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: From then on we used to look for bits of land at risk.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: We’d go out and protest, we didn’t always win but sometimes we did!

FRANCIS_IDLE: The rest is history!

FRANCIS_HAPPY: I wouldn’t be where I am without him.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Sounds like he made a huge impact on you.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Yeah and today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

FRANCIS_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

FRANCIS_HAPPY: Helping my kid find out who they want to be.

FRANCIS_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

ELLIOT_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to be a gamer.

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I’d been watching gamers online and decided that’s what I wanted to do.

ELLIOT_IDLE: I knew I needed a proper gaming computer though and a mic and all that stuff.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: I was worried about asking because we weren’t that flush growing up.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But as soon as I asked him if I could get one… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

ELLIOT_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage, I didn’t usually go in there ‘cos tools and stuff.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Right at the back there was this big cupboard. When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

ELLIOT_HAPPY: It was full of retro gaming stuff. Old consoles and everything.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Turns out my Dad used to be quite the gamer back in the day!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: He had it all, but we didn’t have a way to play any of it anymore.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

ELLIOT_IDLE: No, I think he just thought I wouldn’t be interested.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But I was amazed, I wanted to know all about it.

ELLIOT_IDLE: He told me all about his games and he had some crazy high scores on loads of them.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: So we got in the car right away and went to buy a new gaming computer.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And we started playing games together. It was amazing, he used to beat me!

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Not anymore of course.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: But we had the best time.

PLAYER_IDLE: Aww that’s sweet.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Yeah, when I first moved out and started streaming I never had any followers.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Then I had just one. But I never knew who it was.

ELLIOT_IDLE: I found out later that it was him. He didn’t want to embarrass me by saying anything.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: He just loved watching me play.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

ELLIOT_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

ELLIOT_HAPPY: Help my kid become the person they want to be.

ELLIOT_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

{0}_HAPPY: I think we make a pretty special team, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: You inspire something in me.

That’s nice

PLAYER_IDLE: Aw that’s nice. I’m happy for you.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, it was a good day.

{0}_HAPPY: Feels good to learn something new about yourself.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I know it sounds cheesy but…

PLAYER_IDLE: What?

{0}_FLIRTY: Obviously I loved being a Dad and all.

{0}_FLIRTY: But I’m also so happy when it’s just us.

Flirt it up!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You did make a hot dad, to be fair.

{0}_FLIRTY: Is that right?

{0}_FLIRTY: You made a pretty hot mum.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll take it.

{0} laughs and leans in closer with a sexy smirk.

Have a passionate kiss!

You lean in closer to meet {0}, then whisper in his ear.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How about you kiss me, {0}?

{0}_FLIRTY: Thought you’d never ask.

{0} strokes your cheek, then leans in for a passionate kiss.

As your lips touch, your mouth opens to his. You feel a rush of excitement and longing enter your entire body.

As the kiss intensifies, you feel his strong arms wrap around you. You can’t help but inhale {0}’s sweet scent.

Everything hangs in perfect harmony.

Finally, you both pull away from each other and smile.

{0}_FLIRTY: Man, how did I get so lucky?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It beats me.

{0} laughs gently and caresses your face.

{0}_FLIRTY: I don’t think I’ll ever get over those lips of yours. {1}.

Nuzzle into his neck

You smile at {0} as you gently nuzzle into his neck.

{0}_HAPPY: You okay there, {1}?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just having a quick nuzzle.

{0}_FLIRTY: I like it.

{0}_FLIRTY: I think I like everything you do.

Hold his hand

You take {0}’s hand and hold it gently in yours.

{0}_FLIRTY: Look at those perfect hands of yours.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh stop it, you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Have I told you that I think you’re perfect?

Act casual

PLAYER_IDLE: I agree, I can finally hear myself think again.

PLAYER_IDLE: Back to being just us two.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s how I like it.

Suddenly, you hear the familiar text sound.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Who was that?

{0}_SURPRISED: It was me!

He shouts out to the other Islanders.

{0}_HAPPY: I got a text!

Suddenly, the other islanders appear in the garden below.

TOBY_HAPPY: What does it say?

AMELIA_HAPPY: Read it out!

GRACE_HAPPY: Ooooh! Text!

{0} stands up and clears his throat so everyone can hear.

LITEXT: Islanders, the winners of the baby challenge are {0} and {1}. Amelia and Toby are the runners up…

LITEXT: Your prize will be a romantic double date. Please get glammed and ready to go! {0}TwinDate {1}DatingDouble

PLAYER_HAPPY: We won! We won!

{0}_FLIRTY: Nice one, {1}!

AMELIA_IDLE: {0}, meet me in the dressing room. It’s time to glam up!

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll see you there!

Amelia rushes off.

{0}_FLIRTY: Sounds like we’re in for some fun tonight.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You might be right.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s good timing.

PLAYER_IDLE: Why?

{0}_HAPPY: Because I’ve got a surprise for you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: A surprise?

{0}_FLIRTY: Go get ready… but also get excited.

Out on the terrace, you and {0} sit together in the starlight.

{0}_FLIRTY: Peace and quiet at last.

PLAYER_IDLE: You can say that again.

{0}_IDLE: So, how did you find Girls’ Day?

It was amazing!

PLAYER_IDLE: It was an amazing day!

{0}_IDLE: Yeah, I loved it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Drinks and a bit of gossip. What’s not to like?

{0}_IDLE: You’re right. Nothing beats it.

I’d rather have spent the day just us

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d rather have spent the day just us two.

{0}_FLIRTY: Yeah?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Of course.

{0}_FLIRTY: Well, lucky for you, we now have the evening together.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Bring it on.

I’m glad to be back at the villa

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m definitely glad to be back at the villa.

{0}_IDLE: Well, all I can say is…

{0}_HAPPY: I’m glad I’ve got you all to myself now.

{0} sits closer to you, looking you deep in the eyes.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Have you enjoyed being a mum then?

{0}_HAPPY: Way more than I expected!

{0}_HAPPY: This whole experience has brought up a lot of memories actually.

{0}_HAPPY: Stuff I haven’t thought about in years… can’t believe I had forgotten it to be honest.

{0}_IDLE: I kind of surprised myself today.

*Tell me more!

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh really?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well tell me then! I want to know all about it!

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Ah, alright if you insist.

{0}_HAPPY: Hanging out with {1} today…

{0}_HAPPY: It brought me back to when I was just a kid.

BELLA_IDLE: And the first time I told my Dad that I wanted to be a DJ.

BELLA_IDLE: His reaction just left me speechless. He’s always been a quiet guy, quite emotionless.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh right.

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

BELLA_HAPPY: Well, we had a DJ at our school disco, I must have been around 11?

BELLA_HAPPY: I remember being amazed that that was an actual job.

BELLA_HAPPY: Picking out songs, mixing them and playing them for people.

BELLA_IDLE: I knew I needed a deck though.

BELLA_HAPPY: I was worried about asking because we didn’t have a lot of money growing up.

BELLA_HAPPY: But as soon as I asked him if I could get one… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

BELLA_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

BELLA_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage, I didn’t usually go in there ‘cos tools and stuff.

BELLA_IDLE: Right at the back there was this big cupboard. When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

BELLA_HAPPY: It was full of old vinyl!

BELLA_HAPPY: Turns out my Dad had an enormous collection! But he didn’t have a vinyl player anymore.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

BELLA_HAPPY: Yes way! There must’ve been thousands of records, all different genres.

BELLA_IDLE: Turns out he had great taste.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

BELLA_IDLE: No, I think he just thought I wouldn’t be interested.

BELLA_HAPPY: But I was amazed, I wanted to listen to them all.

BELLA_IDLE: So we got in the car and went and bought a vinyl player.

BELLA_IDLE: He said if I still wanted to be a DJ after listening to some more records…

BELLA_IDLE: He’d get me a proper DJ deck.

BELLA_IDLE: He set it up in the garage and me and him would hang out in there going through his collection.

BELLA_HAPPY: It was some of the best times of my life, he showed me so much about music.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

BELLA_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

BELLA_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

BELLA_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

CHLOE_IDLE: And the first time I told my parents that I wanted to be a ballerina.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I was quite young and my mum kind of laughed it off.

CHLOE_IDLE: But my Dad’s reaction just left me speechless. He’s always been a quiet guy, quite emotionless.

PLAYER_IDLE: Oh right?

PLAYER_IDLE: What happened?

CHLOE_HAPPY: Well, I had watched ballets on TV.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I remember being amazed that that was an actual job.

CHLOE_HAPPY: They were so graceful and elegant. I wanted to be like that desperately.

CHLOE_IDLE: I knew I needed lessons though.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I was worried about asking because we didn’t have a lot of money growing up.

CHLOE_HAPPY: But as soon as I asked him if I could get one… my Dad’s face just lit up.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Really?

CHLOE_HAPPY: Yep, said it was about time he showed me something.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What?!

CHLOE_IDLE: Then he took me to the garage, I didn’t usually go in there ‘cos tools and stuff.

CHLOE_IDLE: Right at the back there was this big cupboard. When he opened it I couldn’t believe it.

PLAYER_HAPPY: What was in there?

CHLOE_HAPPY: There was all of this ballerina stuff!

CHLOE_HAPPY: Turns out my Grandma was in the ballet when she was young!

PLAYER_HAPPY: No way!

CHLOE_HAPPY: Yes way! There were old photos and even her ballet shoes.

PLAYER_IDLE: He had never told you before?

CHLOE_IDLE: No, I think he just thought I wouldn’t be interested.

CHLOE_HAPPY: But I was amazed, my Grandma had passed away by then but I wanted to hear all about her.

CHLOE_IDLE: We talked for hours about it and then Dad let me try on her old shoes.

CHLOE_HAPPY: They fit! Dad said that was a sign and agreed that I could have lessons.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Aw that’s amazing!

CHLOE_IDLE: Mum relented and let me go but it was Dad who took me every week.

CHLOE_HAPPY: I remember him coming to my first ever performance, he had tears in his eyes.

CHLOE_HAPPY: And so did mum to be fair.

CHLOE_HAPPY: It was some of the best times of my life, I wouldn’t be where I am without him.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

CHLOE_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

CHLOE_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

CHLOE_HAPPY: Helping my kid find out who they want to be.

CHLOE_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

FLO_IDLE: And the moment I realised I wanted to be a lifeguard.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Oh you’ve always wanted to be a lifeguard then?

FLO_HAPPY: Well it was because of my Dad really.

FLO_IDLE: When I was little my Dad used to take me out on his boat, sea fishing.

FLO_IDLE: I never really liked it but he was desperate for me to get into it.

FLO_HAPPY: I just wanted to be in the water so I’d keep jumping in and scaring the fish away.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Bet your Dad loved that.

FLO_HAPPY: Yeah, not so much.

FLO_IDLE: Then one day something happened.

FLO_IDLE: There was another boat nearby with these two teenage kids fishing in it.

FLO_IDLE: Suddenly one of the kids fell off!

FLO_IDLE: We didn’t think much of it but then it turned out he couldn’t swim!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Oh no!

FLO_IDLE: Before I knew it my Dad had jumped into the water and was swimming over to them.

FLO_IDLE: He dived down and grabbed the boy and got him back onto the boat.

FLO_HAPPY: I couldn’t believe my Dad had just saved someone’s life.

FLO_IDLE: And from that day on I decided I wanted to be a lifeguard.

FLO_HAPPY: Dad was surprised at first but then he realised why.

FLO_HAPPY: From then on we went to the beach all the time. He taught me how to swim properly.

FLO_HAPPY: And when I was old enough he paid for lifeguard training.

FLO_IDLE: The rest is history!

FLO_HAPPY: It was some of the best times of my life, I wouldn’t be where I am without him.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wow!

FLO_HAPPY: And today took me back to those times, hanging out with my Dad.

FLO_IDLE: I just can’t wait until I get to do that for real.

FLO_HAPPY: Helping my kid find out who they want to be.

FLO_IDLE: Being with you and {0} makes me so excited for the future.

{0}_HAPPY: I think we make a pretty special team, {1}.

{0}_HAPPY: You inspire something in me.

That’s nice

PLAYER_IDLE: Aw that’s nice. I’m happy for you.

{0}_HAPPY: Thanks, it was a good day.

{0}_HAPPY: Feels good to learn something new about yourself.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I know it sounds cheesy but…

PLAYER_IDLE: What?

{0}_IDLE: I kind of enjoyed being a Mum for the day.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Much more than I was expecting.

{0}_FLIRTY: It might be because I was with you, {1}.

Flirt it up!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You did make a hot mum, to be fair.

{0}_FLIRTY: So did you!

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll take that.

{0}_FLIRTY: We would make two fine mummies.

{0} laughs and leans in closer with a sexy smirk.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m glad it’s just us now, though.

Have a passionate kiss!

You lean in to meet {0} and whisper in her ear.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Kiss me.

{0}_FLIRTY: I thought you’d never ask.

{0} caresses your cheek, then leans in for a passionate kiss.

As your lips touch, your mouth opens to hers and you feel a rush of excitement and longing enter your entire body.

The kiss intensifies and you feel {0} envelope you in her arms. You can’t help but inhale her sweet scent.

For a second, everything hangs in perfect harmony.

Finally, you both pull away from each other and smile.

{0}_FLIRTY: Man, how did I get so lucky?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It beats me.

{0} laughs gently and caresses your face.

{0}_FLIRTY: I don’t think I’ll ever get over those lips of yours. {1}.

Nuzzle into her neck

You smile at {0} as you gently nuzzle into her neck.

{0}_HAPPY: You okay there, {1}?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just having a quick nuzzle.

{0}_FLIRTY: I like it.

{0}_FLIRTY: I think I like everything you do.

Hold her hand

You take {0}’s hand and hold it gently in yours.

{0}_FLIRTY: Look at those perfect hands of yours.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Oh, stop it, you.

{0}_FLIRTY: Have I told you that I think you’re perfect?

Tell her to slow down

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: I think we need to slow down a bit.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Sorry. Is that too intense?

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’m just not used to feeling this way.

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s just take this one day at a time.

{0}_IDLE: I totally agree.

{0}_IDLE: Let’s take baby steps.

{0}_FLIRTY: If you pardon the pun.

PLAYER_IDLE: Sounds good to me.

Act casual

PLAYER_IDLE: That’s sweet, {0}.

{0}_IDLE: But don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be baby-free.

PLAYER_IDLE: No more crying…

{0}_HAPPY: Or changing nappies.

PLAYER_IDLE: Back to just us two.

{0}_FLIRTY: That’s how I like it.

You hear the familiar sound of a text!

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Who was that?

{0}_SURPRISED: It was me!

She shouts out so the other Islanders can hear her.

{0}_HAPPY: I got a text!

The others appear in the garden below.

TOBY_HAPPY: What’s it say?

GRACE_HAPPY: Ooooh! Text!

AMELIA_HAPPY: Go on! Read it out.

{0} stands up and clears her throat so everyone can hear.

LITEXT: Islanders, the winners of the baby challenge are {0} and {1}. Amelia and Toby are the runners up…

LITEXT: Your prize is a romantic double date. Please get glammed and ready to go! {0}TwinDate {1}DatingDouble

PLAYER_HAPPY: We won! We won!

{0}_FLIRTY: We did it, {1}!

GRACE_HAPPY: Congratulations guys!

OZZY_IDLE: Well deserved.

AMELIA_HAPPY: Oh my days! A double date!

TOBY_IDLE: I’m hyped for this.

AMELIA_IDLE: {0}, meet me in the dressing room. It’s time to glam up!

Amelia runs off to get ready!

{0}_FLIRTY: Sounds like we’re in for some fun tonight.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You might be right.

{0}_FLIRTY: It’s also good timing.

PLAYER_IDLE: Why?

{0}_HAPPY: Because I’ve got a surprise for you.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: A surprise?

{0}_FLIRTY: Get ready, but also get excited, {1}.

NARRATOR: It looks like {0} has a <i>big</i> surprise in store for {1}.

NARRATOR: I wonder what it could be? A card? A cake? A party?

NARRATOR: Perhaps a present? For their birthday? Maybe they want one of those new electric scooters?

NARRATOR: I hope you’re listening at home Mum! Hint hint!

NARRATOR: Enough about me though, tune in next time for {0}’s big <i>surprise</i>!

[willkimurashat]

First Impressions Don’t Have to Decide Everthing, Right?

Will x MC | 4k+ words | oneshot | complete

My first ever fanfic, don’t judge too hard lol

My take on if instead of Love Island: The Musical we were to get a “meet the family” episode in s4

Stargazing

Will x MC | 141.7k+ words | 19/? chapters | in progress

Ongoing s4 rewrite (I have been very slow with updates, I’m sorryy)

MC faceclaim | MC moodboard | MC fanart

The Answer was Simple

Suresh x MC | 2.3k+ words | oneshot | complete

Following litgwritersroom’s prompt: Lie Detector Challenge

S5 MC tag

Snog, Marry, Die

7k+ words | oneshot | complete

A Halloween-themed fic, in which s5 MC finally gets her revenge (ahem, goes on a killing spree in the villa)

TW: violence, death, blood, murder

MC moodboard

We Spoke in Flower

Will x MC | 7.4k words | oneshot | complete

Flower shop au; dark academia vibes

Moodboard

Beloved & Beloathed

Amelia & MC | Amelia x ??? | 5.7k+ words | 2/? chapters | in progress

Amelia’s POV

You Don’t Spell It, You Feel It

Andy x MC | 5.9k words | oneshot | complete

Very fluffy, very sweet, very cheesy - basically a love letter to Andy, just in case he gets ruined by fusebox

Serendipity

Will x MC | 3.4k words | oneshot | complete

A smutty smut, One Night Only challenge

P. S. Please feel free to throw tomatoes at me, but if you do, make sure it’s constructive feedback:)

P. P. S. Here’s a link to my ao3 as well:)

[sundrop-tetsu]

Official Cast List

As of today, my official cast for “The Life of a Writer” has been decided on !! (title might change since I don’t think our main lead is a writer)

For the people who didn’t get the part they wanted, I’m really sorry but bumble bee picked who she thought fit best so please don’t be too upset and instead be happy and proud for the people who did get a part :)

So without further ado, let me tell you who my new series will be about:

Our Official Villain: @nightmarefox15 Ryker !! <33

[bumble bee reasoning: because it's one thing to say someone's hair is ugly and a whole other ting to just chop it off. its so chaotically evil i adore it]

[amelia reasoning: dude- u decided to cut off the mc’s hair- ur literally awesome 😭]

Our Official Sidekick Villain: Bumble Bee as Nathaniel !! <33

[amelia reasoning: no one auditioned for the sidekick villain and bumble bee wanted a part so here we are :3]

Our Official School Teacher: @cloudslostlibrary Cloud !! <33

[small notes: cloud was added to our script! while our main character has the flower shop owner outside of school, the school teacher is who the main character has inside the school]

[small notes: cloud also has good representation and can guide the main character as can the flower shop character]

Our Official Flower Shop Owner: @wilrenwrites Janey !! <33

[bumble bee reasoning: it’s because everyone else was so passive and i needed a more confrontational character to defend the precious little mc]

[amelia reasoning: Janey’s response was actually really nice according to the scenario :) plus bumble bee is right in the point of why we wanted a flower shop owner in the first place]

Our Official 2nd Main Lead: @the-courts-jester Jester !! <33

[bumble bee reasoning: i'mma b honest i love jester's response. it's the awkward, " i like you but idk how to say it so imma try to make you laugh all the time so that you're happy because i love your smile" thing and it got me]

[amelia reasoning: dude I fully agree with bumble bee. you would be a great 2nd main lead and a wonderful romantic partner as well. your whole dynamic just fit so perfectly]

And for the moment you’ve all been waiting for:

Our Official Main Lead: @romeo-the-edge-lord Lux !! <33

[bumble bee reasoning: because lux is a spectacularly chaotic mc, perfect in all aspects i was looking for. not agressive per se but not too passive either]

[amelia reasoning: lux has really great character development potential. plus the representation they bring is really common around many readers (I also liked lux’s response to the scenario-)]

Again! I’m sorry to everyone who didn’t get the part they wanted but Bumble Bee and I love and adore our cast and I’ll start writing soon after conversing more with the people who did get a part to know and understand their personality a bit more :)

I look forward to writing this !!

(side note: to anybody who said they were okay with any part, u will definitely be added into the story and will see ur name pop up a few times, this goes for everyone else who auditioned)

(another side note: to every person who auditioned, ur representation such as things u deal with daily will be added into the story since this is a coming of age story)

[clan-sayeed-fic]

Business (Kamilah Sayeed & MC)

Previous chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4

Book: Bloodbound (property of Pixelberry Studios)

Pairing: Kamilah Sayeed & MC: Amy (I do not own those characters, they’re the property of Pixelberry Studios as well)

Warnings: angst, illustrative descriptions of situations full of violence and brutality, might cause distress

Rating: Mature

Author’s note:  I’m not a native English speaker, I’m sorry for any mistakes (feel free to correct me).

Well, it's been almost a year since the last time I've posted my fics on Tumblr.

I for sure didn't plan such long breaks between uploading new chapters 😄 But I've been stuck with the story for a while now. I'm aware that not many of my readers are still interested in it, and I don't blame you for that. But as I've once promised, I do really intend on finishing posting the fic here 💕

~2400 words

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Chapter 5

Long minutes passed in the company of the moonlight gently caressing the skin.

A roar of the engine echoed softly, leading through the intricate land of sleep. Harsh tones guided the dream as the lulling movement of the car eased down the race of thoughts.

That's when silence knocked to the window, bringing Amy's instincts back to life. She lifted her head suddenly, alarmed by the memory of the previous night. Her eyes wandered around clueless until meeting with the gaze of a person in the driver's seat. Her mouth prepared to let out words of explanation, but she got interrupted in time.

"I'm afraid," Kamilah whispered after moving her finger away from her lips. "There's someone who you should talk to first."

The woman's stare moved behind Amy's face, causing her to mimic the action. Surroundings became sharp as the huge mansion emerged from the remains after the morning fog. Dewdrops were still present on the flora of the garden planted a long time ago.

The freshness of green shades eased the tension inside, drawing visitors closer. Inviting like the driveway that led to the white walls of the building. Encouraging to taste the scent of roses that climbed up high, breaking the symmetry of the facade, reaching the balcony placed above the entrance doors.

Amy's eyes moved on well-known shapes of the architecture and its decor, exploring the path of flowers. And as if one of their thorns stabbed her, she spotted the person standing in the doorway.

A middle-aged man waited with his arms crossed on the fabric of the navy blue suit. He looked more like a sculpture than a human being. As if he was put there to warn people from getting too close to the property. His raven black hair with some signs of ageing only underlined the seriousness of his appearance.

Finally, Amy got enough courage to take the first step forward. But even with such little effort, her legs got wobbly, unable to hold her weight. Kamilah was there in a flash with one hand around her waist, the other catching the girl's wrist, preventing the fall.

Women's eyes connected, both too confused after the last night to speak a word. But at the same time, attracted to one another too much to look away.

They weren't meant to stare at each other long enough because, at that moment, a husky, low voice echoed, separating them.

"Could you please," two similar shades of green fighting against each other, "explain to me." he made a pause. "What did you not understand when I said that you are in mortal danger, Amelia Paine."

The girl's stubborn side would be boiling inside by that time if only she wasn't so exhausted.

If only she disagreed with him.

"Hi, dad."

***

Paine's were indeed one of the reachest.

Marble with granite on the floor and mahogany furniture were the judge of that, indeed.

The guest's heels were knocking on the parquet as her chestnut eyes slowly explored the exhibition of priceless objects decorating the walls. Some of them the woman recognized with no difficulty, remembering years of fame of the distinguished artists.

Awaiting the host, she walked through the corridor, observing multiple ancient artefacts collected within the bloodline. She had seen these pieces of art a long time ago.

Many lives ago.

"May I offer you a glass of wine?" the man's voice woke her up from the past century.

Kamilah looked at him, confused at first. Suddenly she heard noises of the shower coming from upstairs, reminding her of the purpose of her visit. Planting in her chest the feeling of uneasiness, of how unwelcome she was in this house.

"I'm good," Kamilah answered shortly, moving further into the living room, taking in every detail, searching for a distraction.

That's when her stare came across a wooden frame around the portrait of a young woman with a light smile brightening her face. Tones of the blue sky shined in her eyes, bothered by single strands of blonde hair falling on her pale skin.

A hint of bitterness punched her in the chest.

"It's astonishing how similar they are, isn't it?" the man followed her steps, taking a small sip of the red liquid.

The same smile.

The same wildness hid behind this calm, at the very first glance, look.

"It's only the appearance," Kamilah turned around slowly, measuring him with her eyes. "Beyond that, she's all you, Daniel," her voice went sharp. "Stubborn, self-centred and obnoxious," her words poisoned with anger, "I suppose it runs in the family."

Words escaped her mouth before she could stop them. It was one of the very few moments when Kamilah Sayeed has lost her temper.

And one of the reasons about which she used to lose it the most times.

"That's only the shallow side you've seen of Amelia," Daniel spoke with a voice full of pain. "But when you get to know her more, she is all Charlotte." he pointed at the painting as for the reference. "Caring, selfless, brave, smart..."

"Don't," Kamilah hissed at him. "We've had an agreement."

The man composed himself, knowing better not to mess with the vampire.

They had a deal, indeed.

It's been decided over 22 years earlier to never speak about what connects theirs past. It was erased from their history like a mistake written with a pencil. The kind of one that you want to avoid in your notes.

The only matter that could ever connect their future again will be the mutual business.

And that was something that Kamilah was the best at. She stayed professional all those months, arranging meetings with Daniel and his second wife, Lauren, Amy's stepmother.

But at that moment, mentioning Charlotte broke something inside her. An old wound was ripped open, bleeding out of her chest, staining all the years of denial.

"I hope you comprehend that both sides of collaboration should provide trust." Kamilah changed the topic, moving toward the couch. "Your daughter got herself in trouble after leaving my home," her voice sounded emotionless. "It's a situation we could have avoided if only someone informed us that your family has enemies in Clanless."

Daniel followed her lead, sitting across the table, visibly tensed.

"Let's say that my daughter seems to be an easy target for them to blackmail us," he avoided details as if they burnt his skin.

"As your associates, we are putting ourselves in danger that we do not understand." Kamilah did her best, staying patient till this point. "Don't try to fool me. I've read your conditions multiple times," her voice cut through the air, sharp. "Do you think I didn't notice how much pressure you've put on the statement that Adrian and I are obligated to take care of your family's safety?" A long pause, "Of your daughter's safety specifically."

Daniel knew that there was no reason to deny her at this point. He could only hope that Kamilah was an honourable person. And something was telling him that she wouldn't break the deal signed with her own surname.

"We have the support of a vampire that Amelia has been training with since childhood." he changed his tone, finding himself cornered. "But the situation got out of control, attacks multiplied throughout the years." his voice exposed the exhaustion haunting him during that time, ageing him. "I just want her to be safe."

"Why would she require saving, to begin with?" Kamilah pushed him further, feeling that he's been circling around the truth. "Why is she so valuable to vampires?"

"I'm not," suddenly Amy's voice cut through the air full of anticipation. "My blood is."

The girl walked down the stairs carefully.

Her blonde hair was still wet after the shower. A scent of lime hit Kamilah's nostrils, causing her to search for another specific aroma in vain.

"Amy," her father's voice sent a warning, sounding harsher than usual.

"She has the right to know the truth," Amy made her way closer to the couch, gazing straight into the chestnut eyes. "She didn't hurt me back then. She will not now."

Kamilah held her stare, amazed. There was a certain aura surrounding Amy at the moment. As if the experience of the past night only added her strength, courage to speak up.

"What happened to your wound?" Kamilah asked simply, knowing too well that there was no fresh blood on the girl's skin.

"Let's say that my healing process is increased compared to other people." she smiled softly, brushing fingers through her hair at the spot of the injury.

The woman watched Amy approaching the coffee table. Her chestnut eyes linked to the movements of the girl's body. How she leaned down and reached for some object near the bowl of freshly harvested fruits.

A pulse of blood pierced through Kamilah's ears. It drew her closer to the intricate path of the veins hidden under the thin skin.

Suddenly, Amy put the shining sharp knife to the inside of her palm and cut through it deep, without hesitation. Within a second, her hand was dripping blood on the white carpet, leaving stains.

Kamilah stood up in shock, getting closer to the girl. She immediately put the tissue on her palm, adding pressure to the wound. But to her surprise, the blood wasn't soaking up.

"Unbelievable," Kamilah's eyes were wide open when she looked at the scar that was left behind after such a fresh cut. "But, you're not..."

"A vampire?" the girl laughed adorably. "No, I'm not.

I'm a Bloodkeeper."

"Amy!" Her father stood up too, astonished by his daughter's behaviour.

By how simply she gave away their most secured secret.

"What? It's just a name," she frowned.

Kamilah was watching the scene suspiciously calm, taking all the pieces of information in.

She knew too well about Bloodkeepers existence to get surprised easily at the sound of their name. The name that spread fear among vampires for centuries of her past.

But it was also known that their line ended a long time ago under such cruel circumstances. Kamilah's skin was covered in goosebumps at the memory, sending shivers down her spine.

Was it then possible that Amy shared the same fate?

"I need to consult it with Adrian first since you've put him in this mess along with me," Kamilah violated the silence. "We won't leave you alone with it. You have my word." Her eyes shined. "But there is one thing that you need to know." A spark of crimson red dared to show through the warm shade of brown.

"We will do it my way."

***

"Hold on a second," a sweet voice chased Kamilah preventing her from getting inside the car.

"What can I help you with, darling?" she looked at the sky, holding back a sigh before turning around to face the girl.

Amy rushed toward her, putting on a jacket in a hurry. She gave a quick peek at the mansion behind her as if she was afraid that the walls might discourage her.

"You were not surprised," she spoke with determination, looking intensively in the vampire's eyes, searching.  

"Love, I really don't understand what you're referring to," Kamilah responded shortly, turning away.

But then, to her surprise, Amy cut her only way to the car. She shut the door loudly, standing right in front of her. Kamilah raised her eyebrows at such a bold move, feeling the annoyance gathering slowly in her chest.

"I don't know what game you are playing," Amy was back to her old self, full of pride, reckless. "It's clear that you knew about me being a Bloodkeeper a long time ago," she crossed her arms. "Or at least suspected it in some way."

"Oh?" Kamilah smirked, moving closer. "It almost sounds like you're attempting to threaten me, miss Paine."

She stepped around, causing Amy to move accordingly to her plan. Until the girl found herself leaning against the car, trapped.

"I..." Amy stuttered, feeling a sudden lack of courage, "all I'm saying is that you're not being entirely honest."

Kamilah looked at the girl closely, admiring her attempts at acting calmly. She knew how her presence affected Amy. The woman could feel the rush of adrenaline in her veins, the desperate ache for attention.

She kept Amy's gaze for a second longer. Only to turn around without a word and get inside the car.

A sly smirk danced on her lips at the thought of her next move.

***

The village was surrounded by smoke poisoning the air.

A group of soldiers was standing on the hill nearby. Watching how flames devoured buildings that used to host life. Listening to the pain hissing out of the wood. It hovered in the sky, darkening clouds as the night made its mark on history.

"We're ready, ma'am," one of the newest members of the crew whispered behind their leader's back.

The woman waited there, mesmerized by the view. Fire reflected shine in her eyes, dirtying the chestnut hue. A sweet memory of screams still drummed in her ears, making her lose touch with reality.

Finally, she turned around, focusing all her attention on the shaking in terror person in front of her.

"And who do we have here?" Kamilah's eyes turned crimson as hunger rose inside her. Her fangs showed, gleaming in the night equally to the stars in the sky.

She leaned down, reaching a broad hood of the cloak to pull it away from the prisoner's face.

Exposing a true beauty hidden underneath.

Thick strands of red hair fell on the young woman's face resembling the flames devouring her family home. Her radiating green eyes were filled with tears streaming down blushy cheeks. As if in an attempt of putting out the fire violating her past.

"I will make sure you pay for it," her smooth voice poisoned with rage. "All of you."

"I don't think I quite heard your name," Kamilah sighed with unconcern.

For a split of a second, she could have sworn that she saw stars reflecting their golden colour in the prisoner's eyes.

"You can call me your worst nightmare,"  the girl almost spitted words out of her mouth.

"That makes two of us then," the Vampire Queen responded, entertained.

"Go to hell." 

Kamilah smirked, amazed at the audacity of such a young mortal. She couldn't help but recognize her past self in the girl.

Her vulnerable, human self.  

With that thought, she turned around again, facing the masterpiece of her cruelty. Paying attention to the tongues of flames licking what was left from the village.

A faint whisper left her throat.

"I'm already there."

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Amelia (she/her) and Aksana (she/her)

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Flower | 40 | End

; Hoseok x Reader

; Genre: Fluff, angst

; Word Count: 6.9k

; Warnings: Slight anxiety attack, mentions of panic, slight body issues

; Synopsis: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

; A/N: So...this is it 😢 Flower is officially over! I started writing this on November 15th, 2019. Almost a year later, here we are with 40 chapters, 3 drabbles and 180k of words. Can you believe I actually finished it? I hope you’ve all enjoyed reading it and the journey of the MC finding herself and falling in love with Hoseok. It’s been so fun to write and it’s sad to let it go. If you’ve enjoyed reading this, please let me know with a comment or an ask! I’ve loved reading how much you’ve all felt seen or embraced by the MC with her struggles and I’d love to hear your thoughts on not only this chapter but the whole fic! Feedback is what keeps authors going and I came very close to leaving writing once Flower was finished but I’m still going to carry on. I’m not sure if this chapter is good or not, but I hope you enjoy it anyway and think it a fitting end to the story!

; Flower Masterpost

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“Okay...okay. Let’s do this...you can do this. It’s easy. Just...walk down the aisle. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? Well, Hoseok could not be there or I could have a heart attack and drop down dead. That would suck. But it would resolve a lot of my issues, I wouldn’t have to worry about everyone watching me. On the other hand...I’m going to marry the love of my life. As long as he turns up” The soft sounds of your muttering are probably barely heard over the soft playing music through the speakers in the room, YouTube playing mindlessly to itself.

It was a good job, as it meant that no one else in the room could hear your panicked thoughts that were being verbalised. Hoseok and you had decided to get married at an exquisite mansion hotel with the ceremony itself being in the elegant gardens outside. There was a full-sized maze alongside a stunning fountain, the centrepiece being a marble depiction of Aphrodite rising from the shallows.

You’d taken a walk around the perfectly groomed gardens the night before, taking in all the decorations that you’d painstakingly picked out over the months that had been artfully arranged by the staff. The flowers in the gardens were beautiful, a smorgasbord of pinks, oranges, violets, reds and yellows that brought the whole area to life. Alongside it looking visually perfect, it also smelled amazing as well with the soft scent of different flowers mixing.

At night, the tiny fairy lights that had been strung up around the building front and the metal trellises that were organised in the garden gave off a soft, golden glow. It made the whole place look ethereal and you were excited for everyone else to get to see it during the reception tonight.

The actual wedding ceremony was scheduled to start at two in the afternoon, with only friends and family invited for that. It would be outside as well, with Hoseok and you standing at the end of a make-shift aisle on the lawn section of the hotel’s garden. Temporary chairs had been arranged on both sides for your guests, dark wood with ivory silk draped over everyone. At the end of the aisle, each chair had a silk bow in ivory and deep purple alongside a bouquet of specially arranged flowers. 

It all looked perfect and you’d marvelled at it yesterday, amazed that they’d managed to bring your vision to life. Now all you had to do was walk down it and get married, which was where you were a little panicked.

The room that had been assigned to the bridal party was on the lower floor of the hotel, reducing the risk of you potentially killing yourself by tripping over your dress while walking down the stairs. It was technically two hotel rooms connected through a shared bathroom, which you found bizarre.

Your mom and Hoseok’s mom had taken the other room for their use to get changed, the hairdresser and makeup artist they’d hired working there to make them look their best for the ceremony. Even now, you could hear them chattering and laughing away with each other. Even through your anxiety, you can’t help but smile as you hear them get on so well.

Any fears you’d had about them not liking each other had quickly disappeared. Instead, they’d become good friends and liked to meet up now and then to have a talk over coffee or something. It pleased you to see your mom getting to have more friends.

Eden and Amelia had also chosen to get ready in that room, not wanting to crowd the one you were in too much. It was already full of dresses and a ridiculous amount of makeup and hair product with only four of you so you couldn’t even imagine the chaos with five of you.

In your room was Soyeon, Chungha and Dahyun alongside you. Dahyun was currently three months pregnant, having successfully been inseminated with Jungkook’s sperm. He’d agreed to their request and after a few months of getting prepared for the attempts, Dahyun had undergone the procedure. What it had been exactly, you didn’t know because you hadn’t felt it was your business to pry into something like that.

It was a privilege to even know they were trying before anyone else. Their announcement had come at your bachelorette party when Dahyun had refused alcohol, immediately leading Soyeon and you to be suspicious. You’d never seen Chungha’s beloved ever turn down a drink so it had been a clear sign of something at least.

Needless to say, your party had happily become a celebration of their impending baby. Thankfully, you weren’t one of those people who got overly annoyed at others announcing things at events. Or at least, not big events. Your bachelorette party had been a perfect time to find out, whereas you might not have been so amenable if they’d told everyone today instead.

That was normal though, right? Today was your day. Yours and Hoseok’s. People who felt the need to co-opt special days like that were a special type of self-absorbed in your opinion.

Given it was so early into her pregnancy, Dahyun isn't showing that much. Which meant her bridesmaid dress hadn’t needed to be altered too much. None of them has gotten into their dresses just yet, instead currently in the process of getting their face and hair done. Chungha’s hair has already been done, elegantly styled into a beautiful updo with a few tendrils curled around her face.

The makeup for the girls was a smokey eye with subtle blush and contour, alongside a neutral lip. It wasn’t anything flashy, but you’d loved the concept of it all. Particularly with the small and delicate crystals that dotted along their waterline, adding a little sparkle to match the tiny crystals on their deep violet dresses.

As a present to each of them, you’d bought them a gift set from Pandora. In each one was a pair of dainty stud earrings with a heart design alongside a matching heart-shaped pendant necklace. All the hearts were encrusted with brilliant-cut stones, making the perfect gift that could be used again in the future for casual use.

They’d all been in awe of it and surprised at being given presents as well. You hadn’t even known it was a thing until you’d looked up wedding preparation online, discovering that you should also buy something for Hoseok. Which had led to you buying him the fancy watch he’d been drooling over for months now. It had been eye-watering expensive, but it had been worth it for his excited text this morning.

Along with the watch, you’d also written him a letter. It was meant to be light-hearted and fun, but you’d ended up writing way too much as you’d poured out your love to him alongside everything you felt for him. To your eternal embarrassment, you’d ended up crying while writing it as you’d told him everything you’d never been able to vocalise, including writing possibly a million times that you love him.

He’d been instructed to not read that until just before the ceremony.

His present to you was a gaming table, which might not seem to be very sentimental to anyone else but you’d been ecstatic over it. For years now, you’d been saying that you wanted to buy a proper table that was designed for board games and that could then be used as a normal table when converted. They were super expensive so you’d resigned yourself to never getting one, but he’d printed out the receipt of what he’d ordered and put it into an envelope for you to open tonight.

Neither of you had ever been a traditional couple, and that certainly wasn’t about to change with marriage.

“Hey, you okay?” Amelia asks, interrupting your intense thought process as she sits down next to you. As usual, her aura is warm and reassuring as she reaches over to gently squeeze at your hand. You don’t spend a huge amount of time around her, but you knew both Eden and her enough to want them in your bridal party.

“Yes? No? Maybe? I don’t know. I’m just…” Trailing off, you struggle to find the right words and instead gesture towards the air. It makes no sense but you can’t quite figure out what you’re trying to say. Mainly because you can’t figure out what your mind is thinking.

“It’s okay to be worried, don’t feel like you shouldn’t be. If you’re anxious or nervous then that’s okay as well. Don’t let anyone tell you how you should be feeling, just feel what you are. Trust Hoseok, trust yourself and all your family and friends. We’re all here for you and we want you to have the best day possible. Tell us if anything is wrong, okay? I have no doubt that Chungha and Soyeon would strong-arm everyone into whatever was necessary to make you feel comfortable.” She says, smirking as she nods over to the two women who are chattering away in their respective chairs.

“I know, I know. I’m trying. It’s just...god, everyone is going to be staring at me and I hate being the centre of attention,” Looking down at your hands, you chew at your lips. “What if I mess up the vows? Or I freeze or drop the ring?”

“Hey, it’s normal to feel that. I doubt there’s anyone who’s gotten married who wasn’t at least a little bit anxious about messing something up. Yes, everyone is here to watch you, but they’re for Hoseok too. I’m sure he’s just as worried that he might make a mistake, and if you do then, so what? It’s not going to ruin anything, it just means your human. If anything, people will probably find it endearing. The only person you should concern yourself with is Hoseok, and I doubt there’s anything you could do today to ruin the day for him. Unless you don’t go.” Amelia laughs when you give a shocked gasp, jaw-dropping open and eyes wide.

“I would never do that! But what if he decides he doesn’t want to get married anymore?” Now the worry that had wiggled itself deep inside your mind comes to the fore and you find yourself almost whispering the words. It feels like a betrayal to Hoseok for even thinking he’d do that, but you can’t help the fear.

You must not have been quite enough though as Chungha speaks up, facing you in her chair with a stern expression on her face as she wags her finger. “Lady, do not think that. I don’t want that thought to even enter your head. As if Jung Hoseok is ever going to back out now. I think that man would’ve eloped with you if you’d asked instead. He’s going to be standing at the end of that aisle, probably bawling like a baby.”

“Maybe not that far.” This is from Eden, who’s laid out on the bed in the centre of the room, playing Zelda on her Switch. She’d had her makeup done earlier and is now waiting for the hairdresser to be free while Amelia is waiting for her makeup. All of you had decided that you’d be last to get ready to make sure that everything looked as fresh as possible.

“Want to bet? That man is gonna be sobbing.” This starts up a whole ten-minute discussion about whether or not Hoseok was going to cry at seeing you. Namjoon hadn’t cried but Jimin had during their weddings, surprising no one. But Namjoon had cried at the birth of his daughter.

You weren’t sure, to be honest. Hoseok didn’t cry all that often and you could probably count on one hand how many times you’d seen it over four years. On top of that, you weren’t entirely sure that you wanted to see him crying. It made your chest hurt when he did and you always ended up crying too.

Something about seeing strong and proud men cry was just heartbreaking to you. 

For a while, you just sit back and let the conversation wash over you as they all debate and borderline argue, intensely amongst themselves. They’d all switched around now and they’ll soon start getting into their bridesmaid’s dresses, which meant you’d be finally getting ready.

Your nails had been done the night before with a beautiful design in the same colour scheme as the wedding. They looked so pretty and elegant, which was a surprise to you every time you looked at them as you never really bothered doing your nails. While you liked to do fancy makeup looks now and then to post onto social media, nails were not something you were interested in.

Maybe you should reassess that thought.

“Anyway, what we’re all trying, and failing, to say is that Hoseok loves you and if he doesn’t cry then he’s crying inside at how beautiful you are.” Soyeon states firmly, sitting next to you and admiring your nails as well. All the bridesmaids had the same style to keep the theme going and she wiggled her fingers with a bright smile.

“I’m not even ready yet, you don’t know if I’ll be beautiful.”

There’s dead silence in the room after the comment, with even the hairdresser and makeup artist turning to stare at you. Between the six other women in the room, you’re pretty sure that they’ve got every emotion from shock to annoyance to incredulity covered. Feeling yourself get warm at their attention, you look down to your lap in embarrassment.

Obviously, the wrong thing to say.

“Okay, we’re going to ignore that you just said that. You don’t need to be dolled up and in a wedding dress to be beautiful, it’s just going to enhance what you already have. And I don’t want any arguments on that.” Poking your side lightly, you playfully wince at Soyeon as she scolds you. Everyone else is nodding along solemnly before they carry on with whatever they’d been doing.

“Seriously though, I overheard your conversation with Amelia. She’s right. Embrace your feelings but don’t let them overwhelm you. Standing in front of a crowd is nerve-wracking for anyone, but you’ve got the love of your life standing there with you. Just focus on Hoseok, he’ll get you through it. He always has, right?” Soyeon said.

Giving her a half-smile, you nod and do a remarkably good job of looking like a scolded child or something. You know it’s just because she loves you that she doesn’t want you to berate yourself, along with the fact that she knows what you’re like. If someone doesn’t verbally acknowledge your problems then you’ll just obsess over them.

Your phone screen lights up in your lap before it begins to vibrate suddenly, Hoseok’s name visible on the screen. Frowning down at it, you wonder why he’s calling before a multitude of emotions and thoughts runs through your mind.

“Go take it in the bathroom.” Pulling you up, Soyeon practically pushes you into the bathroom before giving you a smile and a thumbs-up as she closes the door.

Seeing the other door is also open, you peek out and let everyone in that room know that you’d be using the bathroom for a few minutes and to not come in. Once you get the acknowledgement, you close and lock it as well before pushing up to sit on the counter.

“Hobi! Why are you calling?” Leaning back against the mirror, you frown deeply as you question him. The first response is just his familiar deep chuckle, the sound already helping to soothe some of your frayed nerves.

“Amelia texted Joon, who told me. I don’t want you to stress yourself out! Not today, today’s meant to be a happy day. No stress. Or anxiety.” Snorting, you roll your eyes as you trace an invisible design onto your thigh.

“Sure, like that’s gonna happen. You know me. And why are you calling? We’re not meant to see each other until the wedding, it’s bad luck!” There’s a brief pause and you can practically hear him rolling his eyes, the deep sigh he lets out telling you all you need to know.

“Meeps, I’m pretty sure that only counts for physically seeing each other. I can’t see you right now. I don’t recall anything about not being allowed to hear you, or talk to you. Besides, we make our luck.” He sounds so nonchalant and now it’s your turn to sigh at him.

“You’re going to get us hit by lightning or something.”

“Impossible, the weather schedule for today is meant to be sunny with a little bit of cloud later on. Nice warm temperatures that aren’t too hot but also not too cold. Perfect. No lightning.” His immediate rebuttal has you laughing, unable to stay mad at him for too long. Not when he’s trying so hard to take your mind off things.

“Seriously though, are you okay? What are you worried about? Talk to me.” Hoseok asks, his voice calm and steady as he stops joking around. There’s a brief moment of resistance, the thought that you don’t want to bother him with your silly thoughts or annoying emotions before you remember that you can trust him. No matter how ridiculous it sounds in your head, Hoseok will listen and he won’t make fun of you.

“I’m just...scared. Of all the people. Like, they’re going to be watching me or staring. What if I look fat or ugly? Or I fuck up saying the vows? Or I drop the ring or my dress splits or something? Or if I trip down the aisle?! Or if you decide you don’t want to marry me anymore?” As you begin to reel off the questions that have been plaguing your mind, you can feel your chest getting a little tighter and your breathing shallower.

With the practised ease of someone who’s dealt with your panic attacks over the years, Hoseok makes calming and reassuring noises over the phone until you’re silent. Just listening to him, you take in the comforting words as he lets you know that you’re okay and everything is fine. Finally, once he thinks you’re calm enough, he carries on.

“Meeps, that’s fine. Don’t be upset that you’re having those thoughts. I’ve had every one of those thoughts today as well. I mean...not the dress one. Substitute that for pants splitting or something, which is even more embarrassing because my underwear is not black today. But the point I’m trying to make here is that it’s normal to have those thoughts today. I’d probably be more worried if you weren’t having them.” He pauses to laugh before you hear shuffling noises.

There’s no doubt he’s probably not even getting into his tuxedo just yet and you curse the fact that men take far less time to get ready than women. He’ll probably only start like...an hour before the ceremony begins or something.

“But all I’ll say is, it doesn’t matter if anything goes wrong because we’ll fix it. You and me, just like always. You won’t look fat or ugly because you’re neither fat nor ugly anyway, instead, you’ll be the most beautiful woman here. Which you always are to me but don’t let my mom hear me tell you that. And I’m going to be standing at the end of the aisle, I promise you that. I’m the one who proposed to you and I will be there, waiting for you. That’s one thing I can assure you of completely.” Hoseok says this firmly, his voice perhaps more serious than you’ve ever heard it before.

You can practically feel his determination to make you understand that he’s going to be there. That he’s going to marry you today, no matter what happens. It makes your heart swell with love and emotion, causing you to press your hand against your mouth.

Hoseok takes your silence as a positive, choosing to let it carry on for a little longer before speaking once more.

“I love you, Meeps. And by the end of today, you’re going to be my wife. We’re going to have a great day with a beautiful ceremony and a fun reception before probably going to bed drunk. Or at least, I’m going to be drunk. Not entirely sure if I’ll be able to take you to Poundtown tonight-”

“Don’t ever say that again.” 

“But if not tonight then definitely tomorrow. Unless you don’t want me to drink, in which case probably tonight if you’re up for it.” Shaking your head, you can’t help but smile at his stupid comments. He always knew how to cheer you up, even if it was with the most ridiculous thing you’d heard today.

“You can drink, I’m not going to make you sober throughout the entire reception. I want you to have fun with everyone, so if you end up drunk then that’s fine. Just don’t go overboard.”

“Choosing to ignore my Poundtown comments, I see.” 

“Jung Hoseok, I am going to hang up now. I will see you later, okay?”

“Okay. Love you.” Feeling a little shy, you murmur your next words into the phone.

“Love you too.”

-

The ceremony is officially about to start and you stare at the open door, knowing that outside all your guests are waiting. Not only that, but Hoseok is at the end of the aisle. You’d been reassured by everyone there who had peeked out to make sure, quelling your fears and worries.

All the groomsmen had come inside upon finding out you were here, lining themselves up alongside their specified bridesmaid partners and chatting away happily. They all looked incredibly handsome in their suits, the colours matching the bridesmaids perfectly and you felt a little pride at having thought of a good colour scheme.

Your mom is fussing around you, making sure that your dress looks perfect and that your bouquet hasn’t fallen apart or anything. Sighing, you gently push her hands away as she tries once more to move your necklace.

All of them had given you something as part of the tradition for the bride. Dahyun had lent you a beautiful Cartier bracelet, glowing with diamonds, as part of the ‘something borrowed’ while Chungha had bought you diamond earrings for the ‘something new’. Your mom had given you the bracelet she’d worn for her wedding, now occupying your other wrist and Hoseok’s mom had provided the necklace adorning your neck.

It was a beautiful silver necklace with a dainty leaf design, leading to the main piece in the centre which was dotted with tiny diamonds. Each leaf spreading out had either amethyst or an aquamarine gem in alternating order. She’d ordered it specially made for your wedding, matching your engagement ring with the gems and fulfilling the ‘something blue’.

You’d been amazed at everything they’d given you, understanding now why they’d all told you now to buy any jewellery for the day. They’d all decided to make sure you had everything you needed anyway.

But you knew that your mom’s need to keep straightening out your dress or brushing away unseen dust was just to keep herself preoccupied. She’d already cried once when you’d come out in your wedding dress, makeup and hair all done. That had earned her an exasperated sigh from the makeup artist.

“Mom, mom, come on,” You coo to her, smiling before taking her hands and squeezing. “You gotta go out there, go get your place.” 

She hesitates for a moment, unwilling to leave you before nodding. After a few words of reassurance from her to you, telling you that you’re going to do well and it’s all going to go fine, she turns and hugs your dad tightly before kissing him. You’d feel embarrassed at the sight of it, never quite being comfortable with your parents' displays of affection, but it just causes you to laugh softly.

Once she’s out the door, you hear the music begin from outside, the notes flowing through the door faintly. Everyone inside quietens and you can almost feel the excitement ramp up. It just makes you feel more nervous though, particularly when they start to head out in their pairs slowly.

“Are you ready?” Your dad asks, his eyes already going glassy with tears as his lip wobbles slightly. Giving him a concerned look, you immediately reach up to wipe the tears as they start to fall, feeling your heartbreak at the sight of your dad crying. He never cried.

“Dad! Don’t cry, oh my god. I’m sorry.” Cleaning up his face quickly, you’re stopped by the gentle way he grasps your wrists. For a moment, you think that he’s going to push you away but instead, he pulls you closer and carefully hugs you.

It’s a little awkward as you’re trying not to ruin the carefully done hair and makeup, but you can’t deny your dad a hug. Especially when you’d never really been much of a hugger growing up. You would be cruel to deny him one, especially on your wedding day. Your parents were feeling emotional that their little girl was getting married today.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s just your old dad getting sappy. You look so beautiful. Hoseok is so lucky, you better remind him of that every day.” He’s pulled back now, giving you the softest smile that is still a little watery. His hands move to your shoulders and he stands back to examine you fully, his eyes taking in everything.

Before you can respond to him, Yoongi is disappearing out of the door and heading towards the aisle. He’s alone, as you’d planned, but in one hand is the bouquet that Hoseok’s sister would’ve held had she still been alive. It had been his suggestion to hold it, symbolising the family member that Hoseok didn’t have anymore and you’d been more than willing to agree.

You wondered what Hoseok thought when he saw it as neither of you had told him that Yoongi would be holding it. Hopefully, he was happy with it, along with his parents.

Turning back to you, your dad squeezes your shoulders reassuringly before smiling at you. Ironically, all it does is make you more nervous as you realise that now you’re the one who’s going to have to walk down that aisle next. 

“Come on, it’s time to make your fiancé cry.” His words in a teasing tone, your dad turns to face the door before offering you his arm. Standing there, you stare at him before looking at the door with trepidation. Nerves roil in your stomach as you hear the faint sound of music playing, knowing that everyone out there is waiting for you.

Which in turn means everyone will be staring at you.

Those nerves quickly turn to anxiety and your breath comes faster, chest feeling a little constricted by the tight bodice of the dress. Without even realising it, your hands start to shake and the bouquet in them shudders visibly.

Quickly, your dad takes the bouquet from you to make sure that you don’t accidentally deflower them or crush the stems. The last thing you needed was to ruin your perfect bouquet only minutes before you were supposed to walk down the aisle.

It frees up your hands and you find yourself flapping them as you stress, trying to shake out the negative emotions as you pant. Your dad’s eyes widen, obviously panicking himself at your obvious distress. He’s never had to deal with you struggling like this before and he doesn’t know what to do but his paternal instincts kick in quickly.

“Hey, come on, sweetheart. Breathe, breathe. Take a big breath in, come on, that’s it. Not let it out slowly. And again, that’s right.” Talking to you in his comforting voice, tone level and low, you follow his instructions and start to feel a little calmer as you force yourself to calm your breathing. It’s hard, and you still feel the anxiety but it feels a little more manageable now.

Closing your eyes, you run through all the tips your therapist had given you for how to cope with anxiety attacks. What worked for you was to sing in your head, the lyrics, whatever song you were loving lately. It probably takes longer than you’d have liked but finally you feel like you can cope with your emotions enough to carry on.

When you open your eyes again, your dad is giving you an expectant, yet worried, look. Shaking your hands once more, you reach out and take the bouquet from him before taking a deep breath. Linking your arm through his, you straighten your shoulders and lift your chin before smiling at him.

“Okay, okay. Let’s go.”

-

Walking down the aisle is surprisingly less stressful than you’d imagined. The famous wedding song plays through the air as you walk slowly and the whole atmosphere feels almost like a fairytale. The soft lights twinkle even in the daylight while the gentle, warm breeze makes the ribbons on the chairs flutter delicately.

Along the floor, the white and purple rose petals that Namjoon’s daughter had spread in her role as flower girl were strewn haphazardly. A few of them caught the breeze and rolled delicately to a new place, making it seem like the floor was consistently changing. You liked it, smiling at the sight of how beautiful everything looked.

Everyone was staring at you, as you’d expected, but surprisingly it wasn’t as intimidating as you’d thought. You didn’t exactly enjoy it but it wasn’t terrible. Probably because you were more focused on initially admiring how perfect everything looked. How months and months of thought and money had finally accumulated into the perfect wedding.

But mostly, you weren’t as bothered by the staring because you were focused on the end of the aisle. There was no real altar here, given that it was being held at a hotel and everything, but the metal garden arch at the end had been decorated in delicate flowers, ribbons and lights to make an even better end.

And beneath it stood Hoseok.

If you’d ever thought Hoseok looked handsome before then it paled in comparison to him today. His black tuxedo made him look tall and slim, every part of him looking perfectly put together and elegant. The deep purple waistcoat beneath his jacket contrasted with the white of his shirt perfectly; the colour combination making his skin almost glow with health and happiness.

There was only the slightest hint of tattoos at the edge of his collar, leaving to the imagination the artwork he had permanently on his body beneath his clothes but you didn’t need to imagine. You’d seen them all, traced them delicately into your memory over the years until you could point out where they were without even seeing them.

Finally reaching him, you paused to look at your dad and gave him a bright smile of gratitude before giving him a second hug. This one was a little tighter than before and when you let go of him, you saw that he was crying once more. He didn’t give your hand to Hoseok, instead just gave him a stern look while trying to surreptitiously wipe away his tears.

“You look after her, Jung Hoseok. You make sure she’s the happiest woman.” There’s iron in his voice, telling Hoseok that it wasn’t a question but more a command. But there’s also love and affection in it, something Hoseok can tell as well by the way he nods his head.

Handing your bouquet to Chungha, you take Hoseok’s proffered hand. Up close, you can take in the details of his face better and you take a moment to simply admire him and imprint him into your memory.

The sides of his head had been shaven, the undercut short and seen with the style he’d chosen to wear today. His hair had been styled back, pushed away from his forehead. It was a look that had made you weak in the knees many times over the years and you’d practically begged him to have it for the wedding, knowing that he’d blow everyone’s mind with how handsome he looked.

Hoseok had a face that looked like it had been hand-carved by the gods from the finest marble anyway and this hairstyle showed off all the highlights of his face. The high cheekbones that made his smiles so animated, his cutting jawline, the clean slope of his nose, the heart-shaped smile that lit his entire face and the dimples that made him seem so human. 

His lip ring was still in, the silver shining in the sunlight. He’d been unsure whether to wear it but you’d told him to embrace himself and keep it. You’d fallen in love with him as he was, and you wanted him to show himself how you saw him. Which included his piercings and tattoos.

Your heart clenched though when you looked into his eyes finally. Hoseok’s eyes were one of your favourite things about him. The crescents they turned into when he smiled brightly, pushed into the shape by his cheeks and the way his eyes could practically dance with delight when he was happy.

Today though, those beautiful and expressive eyes were watery with tears. The wet streak on his cheek told you that he’d already had some of them fall and you frowned at the sight of them. Everyone had been right; Hoseok had cried upon seeing you down the aisle.

“Baby.” You whisper, unsure if you’re meant to talk to him. Deciding you don’t care, you reach up to wipe away the tears and smile when he kisses the palm of your hand before nuzzling into it, uncaring of everyone else.

“Meeps, you look perfect. I read your letter, I love you too.” Before you can stop him, he’s leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss to your lips. There’s a murmur in the crowd, alongside some laughter and he looks over at everyone with a raised brow.

No one says anything though and he gets a satisfied look, ignoring your shy expression as you turn away from everyone.

“You’re not supposed to do that.” Keeping your voice low, you give a hesitant smile to the official who will be taking you both through your ceremony. Hoseok lets out a snort of laughter as he squeezes your hand tight, letting his thumb run along the back of your hand lovingly.

“I don’t care. It’s our wedding, I’ll do what I want.” And before you can stop him, he turns you and gives you another kiss, this one lingering a little longer. Eyes widening, you can’t help but giggle as you hear yet more laughter.

You should be annoyed at him, but you know he’s a force of nature. Plus, you don’t care. It feels nice to know he can’t help himself.

“Okay, let’s get married, Meeps.” He grins at you before facing the officiant once more. Staring at him a moment longer, you smile at him and nod.

“Let’s get married.”

-

Hobi Hobi,

We’re getting married today! Are you excited? I hope you’re reading this when I told you to, if not then you’re cheating >:[ it feels weird to write a letter. I don’t even know if I’ve ever done this before, so I’m sorry if it sounds really cheesy and lame. What do people write in these normally? I’m just going to write what comes to mind so if it ends up sappy then you’re not allowed to tease me later about it. 

Anyway, I want you to know that I’m sorry that I suck so much at telling you how I feel and my emotions. I wish I could be one of those people who’s telling you every moment how handsome you are and how much I love you but I can’t. I’m sorry :( I’m trying, I swear! Even if I don’t get to tell you as often as you deserve, I hope you know that I love you more than anything in the world.

Don’t ever forget that, okay? Even when we’re arguing over something silly or we go to bed mad at each other, don’t forget that. I know we’re pretty good at talking things out but there’s always that chance that we could have a big blowout. So I want you to remember that I love you. 

I’m still not entirely sure what I did to deserve you, but I don’t regret sending you that message. If anything, I think I should send the Flower team a big bunch of flowers or something for creating the algorithm that brought you up as a match. Imagine if it hadn’t and I’d just deleted the app, we’d have never met and I’d still be lonely and sad.

But we did meet, and I took a chance on you by sending you that embarrassing message. And then you took a chance by actually meeting up with me and going on that date. I still remember it, and I don’t know if I ever told you but I still have the ticket for the escape room. I know you still have yours in your wallet :) Thank you for giving me your time, even if I wasn’t your type. I hope I’m your type now.

I’m not sure that I will ever be able to tell you how important you are to me. Not only myself but my life. You’ve helped me to embrace myself and learn to love myself over the years through kindness. I know my limits in terms of my mental health now and you’ve helped to support me with the medication and the therapist. Neither of those were things I’d been comfortable with doing before your encouragement. But you also gave me a safe space to break down in; somewhere that I knew I could be at my most vulnerable mentally without having to risk being hurt even more.

You held me when I cried, you comforted me when I panicked and you calmed my anxiety over the years. I can never thank you enough for helping me to understand that these aren’t deficiencies and I’m not broken. I just need a little help to get through things sometimes. At the same time, I hope that I’ve become that safe space for you as well. I know that you’re not as emotional as I am, but I feel that you’ve opened up to me about things that hurt you. I’ll keep your secrets safe and I’ll always be here for you!

I hope you’re happy with your life now. With me, and our home and our furbabies. I hope you stay happy, and if you don’t then talk to me. Please. I don’t want us to ever realise that we’re making each other unhappy and I don’t want to ever be the reason for negativity. I want to spend the rest of my life with you in our little home, growing old together as we play board games and dote on our animals while you increase your tattoo collection even more. I know that people like to say that they can’t imagine their lives with their significant other, but I really do feel like that.

My life without you would be hollow and monochrome, as you bring colour to my world and fill it with joy and happiness. I’ve never laughed as much as I have these last few years with you and I know we’ll keep that in our relationship if we try hard. 

I don’t really know where this letter is going and I’m babbling now. But I guess the main thing is just that I can’t wait to marry you. It may not be very feminist of me but I can’t wait to take your name and be your wife. I can’t wait to call you my husband. I’m going to be terrified in the ceremony and so nervous but I’ll be happy too, I promise! I still can’t believe that you picked me, out of all the women you’ve seen, to be your girlfriend and then decided that you wanted to marry me.

Jung Hoseok, I solemnly swear to treasure you for the rest of your life and make sure you know how much I love you. I might not be able to tell you all that much, but I’ll show you. I’ll make you smile and laugh, I’ll buy you things that make me think of you, I’ll hug you tight and cuddle you until you’re complaining.

So in case it wasn’t obvious enough, I love you. I just want you to know because I know I suck at telling you, like I said. I’m also bad at writing letters but what’s new? I’ll finish this off quickly so you’re not spending too long reading this. Don’t want to make you late for our wedding after all.

I love you. I love you, Jung Hoseok. I love you, Hobi. I love you, I love you, I love you.

Lots and lots and lots of love, your soon to be wife <333333

[tuliprosepeony]

made myself a new icon <3 it's my hogwarts legacy's mc amelia flowers

[lahelasaveiro]

Tainted part 2.

Pairing: Tatum Mendoza x F!MC Amelia ‘’Amy’’ Monroe

Words: 1.9k

Summary: Part 2 of Tainted! 

A/N: So sorry it took me so long to write part 2! I’m still adjusting to living in one house with my boyfriends parents and as my boyfriend had a week off I focused on that. Also my motivation to write since Tainted was on an incredibly low. I’m not very convinced about this part, but I did my best to get some closure. Anyways, I hope you guys like it! 

Tatum looked out of the window of his car. DeMarco is behind the wheel but he has been silent ever since their plane landed in Rutherland. The familiar trees and roads welcomed him back to his parental house and his heart sank in his chest. He had to explain his father that he would no longer be with Amy anymore. He cursed at himself and regretted the happy phone call to his father after he and Amy got official. How would he explain his cowardice? He just let her go, as if she meant nothing. His pulse quickened in response. Of course she meant the world to him, she always did. His body tensed when the car stopped at a cottage with a garden full of colourful flowers.

DeMarco awkwardly coughed and looked at Tatum, which seemed like the first contact they had ever since he was escorted back by his own friend. ‘’Listen.. Tatum. I know things are weird right now, but they will get better’’ Tatum snorted while he opened the door and gave DeMarco a hard stare. ‘’Sure. As long as I stay away from her, right?’’ He wanted to get away. Away from the car, from DeMarco. Away from Rutherland. But not from Amy, never her. ‘’I- I really am sorry. You know I wanted to see you both happy’’ Tatum closed his eyes and counted to ten. It used to work when he was younger, to recollect himself and not to lash out to people who wanted to help him. ‘’No, I’m sorry. I know you are only following orders’’ DeMarco seemed relieved at his apology and nodded with a smile. ‘’I don’t know how I would have reacted in your place, Tatum’’ He opened the car boot so that Tatum could get his duffel bag out. The two friends gave each other a goodbye hug just as Tatum’s dad came running out of the door.

‘’Where is my amazing new daughter-in-law?’’ The older man wobbled towards them with his older sister running after him. Tatum’s  voice got caught in his throat and his dad stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his sons facial expression. DeMarco gave Tatum one last look before he stepped in the car and drove off. His father slowly walked over to him and took his son in his arms. For the first time Tatum relaxed and even felt some tears flowing over his cheek. ‘’I let her go, dad’’ His voice broke and he felt his father’s hand hovering over his shoulders and back. ‘’Oh Tate. I don’t know what to say’’ He got out of the embrace and faced his dad. ‘’It was her, wasn’t it? Melissa’’ Tatum couldn’t do anything but nod. His aunt came over and laid a hand on his shoulder. ‘’Come on. Let’s go inside and get some refreshments’’ Her voice was calming but commanding, just as she always was. It made him feel like home when he sat on the familiar couch. He couldn’t help but wonder how it would be with Amy next to him, being introduced as his girlfriend. His father and aunt weren’t strangers to her, but she still would feel a few nerves. Because in that moment she would truly be family. She would be the one he would spend his life with, who his father already see as a daughter. His aunt would make sure she eats enough, and then a little bit more. His father wouldn’t stop smiling, because after years of asking Tatum to stop walking away from his feelings, he finally got together with her.

And yet, there he was. In his old living room, without her. In the same room they would spend so many time together back in the day. In the same room he first realised his feelings for her when he was 14. She would spill some sauce from her sandwich on her new dress and stress about how Melissa would kill her, all while her mouth was covered in the same sauce. He smiled and realised how beautiful she actually was. How her clumsiness seemed to fit his. How when she smiled, the entire room lit up. Thinking of those memories made him want to go the Presidential Manor and carry her to a place no one would ever find them. He would make her happy and she wouldn’t have to ask for anything for the rest of her life. Instead, they were apart once again. How much time did he waste in the army? Time he could have spent with her. His heart was breaking all over again thinking about all the missed chances.

‘’Tatum?’’ His fathers voice got him out of his trance and back to earth. ‘’Sorry, dad. What were you saying?’’ His aunt got him a glass of juice and stared at him with the same confusion as her brother. ‘’I don’t understand what happened. When you called… It made my heart so happy. I could hear the joy in your voice…’’ He didn’t dare to finish his sentence. Not while his son looked so forlorn. ‘’I was happy, dad. More than I ever thought I could be. For the first time in my life, I felt complete. I finally knew what you and mom had. What it felt like to be truly loved as how I was. And then that got taken away from me’’ His shoulders slumped and he buried his face in his hands. His father shared a look with his sister and he could tell his sibling shared his anger. Slowly but surely Tatum told them of the encounter with Melissa Monroe. How Amy tried to fight for him but failed. How Melissa’s cold words stabbed right through him. How she forced the two star crossed lovers to be apart, once more. But most of all, how he let her go. Once again, the two older siblings shared a look.  ‘’Come on, Lucas, I need your help in the kitchen with dinner’’

Tatum reached for his phone in his pocket and his finger hovered between calling a contact and the home button. He should be mad for doing this. Everything he did the last 5 years stood against this. Yet, he saw no other way out. In a frenzy he tapped the green phone and hold the phone to his ear. His heart was pounding in his chest and he had to take the familiar military breathing exercises to calm down. The phone was answered with a cocky voice and Tatum knew the recipient was smirking. ‘’Well, hello loverboy’’ Tatum cursed internally. ‘’Blaine’’ he responded shortly. ‘’Let me guess. Shit hit the fan and you decided to call the expert’’ ‘’Look, I don’t have time for your games. So if you’re gonna be like this I’ll just look for another way out-‘’ He heard a sigh on the other side of the line. ‘’Ugh okay fine, Kevin Costner. Amy told me what happened, so I know what this is about’’ The mention of her name made the butterflies in his stomach come to live again but died a second later. He felt a pang of sadness when he thought about the fact that she talked to Blaine before him. The thought of losing her became much more vivid. He didn’t fought for her and so she went to Blaine. He couldn’t blame her either. She deserved someone who would do everything for her. ‘’This was a mistake, sorr-‘’ He started but Blaine cut him off. ‘’No, it isn’t. Look, the reason she called was to ask how much influence her mother would have here. The answer is none. The Peace Summit doesn’t mean she has more power in Ardona. I can take care of a visa for you and your family. Amy doesn’t need to because she is a First Daughter’’ Tatum looked from his feet to his father and aunt in the kitchen, whispering with concerned looks on their faces. The lack of response made Blaine talk further. ‘’I can take care of everything, you just need to get here with her and your family’’

Tatum coughed to stall time and looked once more to his family. ‘’I will have to discuss this. I can’t expect my family to leave behind any loyalty they have to Rutherland. And Amy… She would be a child of Rutherland in Ardona..’’ Blaine took a deep breath before he replied. ‘’Then they value their country above family. You’d be better off without them. As for Amy, she knows the risks and is willing to take them’’ An anger started deep inside him. ‘’Listen here, dipshit. You might not care much for your family, but I do-’’ ‘’Yeah yeah, I know. Just get here safely, jerk’’ With that, Blaine hung up. With perfect timing, his dad came back in the living room with a plate of food in his hands. Tatum felt nauseous of nerves when he knew what he had to ask from his dad. To run away from Rutherland, move out of the house where he and his wife made unreplaceable memories together. He cleared his throat before his dad took a seat on the sofa next to him. But before he could start, his dad started talking. ‘’You know, the thing about love is.. it’s worth fighting. Worth sacrificing everything for. Your mother did that for me. It is time I paid back the favour for my son’’ He looked at him meaningfully. ‘’I- I talked to Blaine Hayes..’’ Tatum started but was cut off by the hand of father on his own shoulder. ‘’I overheard. If we need to go to Ardona, then so be it. If it means my son can be happy, I will go there. We can make home everywhere in the world, because home is right here’’ He pointed to his chest, his heart. A weight fell off Tatum’s shoulder. ‘’Does that mean..’’ His aunt took the other seat of the sofa. ‘’This family won’t be used to keep you from your beloved. We won’t be pawns in her game. We are better than that, we take care of our own. She betrayed our trust, now we betray her by doing the worst a Rutherlandian can do’’ There was a fiery determination behind her eyes.

Without hesitation he walked outside and ran towards the mansion. But before he could reach the gate, he saw a figure in the distance running towards him. He didn’t needed to second guess who it was. The curves of the body, the shoulder length brown hair… He stopped in his tracks and opened the gate for her. As she collapsed in his arms, he finally felt whole again. Behind him, his aunt and father already started to pack the car with their most needed belongings. For his aunt that meant food, for his father it meant family photos. Amy pulled back and give him a sheepish smile. ‘’I really do need to do something about my physical health, huh?’’ He let out a roaring laugh. ‘’I can’t believe you actually ran away again, just for us to be together’’ She shrugged her shoulders. ‘’I will do everything for you, Tate. I called Blaine and-‘’ ‘’So did I. He explained everything. Everyone is on board already. My main concern was getting you out of the mansion’’ Her smile got even brighter. ‘’Problem solved, you big softie’’ Her hands cradled the side of his face and pushed her lips onto his. The kiss was one of relief, passion and love all at once. Just like that, Tatum knew everything would be alright. Even in Ardona.

Tagging: @drakewalkerfantasy​ 

[sakuramidnight15]

What are your Ocs' signature traits(For example: Physical traits or objects that they always wear)

Like my MC,she has horns for signature trait

From MC to OC (By Order)

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MCs

Chizuko: Glasses (In private) and her white cross earrings.

Lynette: Her black bow ribbon and fox-like features in myth form.

Freya: Her black headphones and owl-like features in her myth form.

Heather: A strange flower mark on the center of her chest, but it was hidden with magic.

Selene: A golden flower hairpin, which it was a gift from her older brother Aether.

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OCs

Arianna: A thin black ribbon and tiger-like features in her myth form.

Valencia: A small red ribbon and serpentine-like features in her myth form.

Sylvie: A emerald beaded bracelet gifted by her younger brother and fairy-like features in her myth form.

Hibiki: A pocket watch gifted by his father and adlet-like features in his myth form.

Yaeko: A pair of white heart-shaped earrings gifted from Freya and hippogriff-like features in her myth form.

Akio: A sliver ring gifted by his mother and older sister and ki-rin like features in his myth form.

Saburou: A black tarot card earring (with a symbol of the star) gifted by Cynthia and gargoyle-like features in his myth form.

Cynthia: A white moon crescent and star hairpin gifted by Saburou and undine-like features in her myth form.

Kiara: A white hair ribbon and siren-like features in her myth form.

Amelia: Two small white hairclips and her griffin-like features in her myth form.

Quinn: A gold ring gifted by his older sister and black shuck-like features in his myth form.

Marleigh: A pair of black stylish glasses gifted by her younger twin sister and banshee-like features in her myth form.

Noelle: A black choker gifted by her older siblings.

Haru: A white choker gifted by Rosabel and yokai-wolf like features in his myth form.

Rosabel: A teddy bear charm bracelet gifted by Daphne and her yokai-deer features in her myth form.

Daphne: A bunny charm bracelet gifted by Rosabel and her bunny-like features in her myth form.

Nerine: A pair white sea-shell earrings gifted by her older sister and nereid-like features in her myth form.

??? and ???: One side has archangel/heaven-like features while the other has overlord/hell-like features. Their features seem to have effect their master's appearance when possessing them.