#now. besties. idk if any of you have played the quarry

[piastrinorris]

WIP wordsearch game!

tagged by @stargyles! thank you friend <3

my words were: hold, freckle, moment, echo, soft, look

from a couplement of proud compare:

"Oh, drat, I knew this'd happen," you groan as you watch heavy translucently silver streaks of rain thrash against the pavement. "I knew it, I saw the clouds, and I foolishly remained an optimist."

"I shouldn't say that was ever something to regret," Leonard quips back, a smile just gently tugging at the corners of his lips. "Besides, what better excuse to bend your ear further about what we just listened to than while accompanying you home?"

You start a chain of half-words, fighting with yourself over how best to turn down his offer out of politeness, but his silent opening of his umbrella, holding it over your head and falling into your step defeats you into a simple, grateful nod of thanks.

from the untitled pirate!ralph au:

"For crying out loud, Ralph, what are you doing?!" Victoria hisses, clutching the wall behind her in terror.

But Ralph doesn't feel that fear. He slowly steps forward, heel to toecap, his eyes transfixed on the figure stood atop the overturned carriage, long coat billowing majestically around their ankles as though it were staged. Using a sword as an accent to whatever it is that they're yelling, it's unintelligible amongst all the riots surrounding him. As another carriage gets lit ablaze, it illuminates the face of this... Pirate? From the stories he was told as a child? They're real?

In that moment, Ralph can only tell his sister one thing: "I think I'm in love."

"Oh, for God's sake, Ralph, you fall in love six times a week! You'll find another in an hour's time, now get back, you'll get us killed!"

"Quite frankly, sister, I couldn't bloody care less," is the last thing Ralphs says while in Victoria's earshot. He's not completely stupid, mind - he scopes out the closest, safest place to watch as the entire market gets pillaged, in total adoration. Now this, he thinks to himself, this is the life!

from but it rains, and i rise

A girl from the cabin next to Chrissy's runs up to them both. "Ms. Marnie! Ms. Marnie!"

"Drop the formalities, kid, what's up?"

"Our bedsheets are gone! All gone! I even checked all the other cabins! All the girls' beds are empty!" The young girl wails.

Chrissy's heart sinks through the ground, and everything around her turns dark. Those sheets were her safety net, her one remnant of home in her first foray away from it, from the parents who've always told her she's nothing without them. They'd warned her she'd hate it here, and now, only a day in, she believes it more than ever.

Suddenly, a chorus of hooting and hollering echoes from where the boys are. Yelling and laughing, choruses of "Higher!", and then splashing. Marnie feels Chrissy tense beneath her and quickly finishes her braid, tying it off and squeezing her little camper's shoulder. "Hey," she whispers, "I'll go get your sheets, 'kay?"

"I'm coming," Chrissy states defiantly, standing herself up and marching alongside her counsellor, a pint-sized shadow.

By the time they get near, one of the male counsellors has figured out what's going on and is berating them. Chrissy sees one boy in particular is still hanging onto the makeshift swing he's made out of Chrissy's sheets. She tugs on Marnie's shirt. "Who's that?"

Marnie narrows her eyes and kisses her teeth as she tries to focus that far ahead. "Hmm, judging by that head of hair, I'm gonna guess that's Steve Harrington."

"Marnie?"

"Yeah?"

"I hate Steve Harrington."

from a couplement of proud compare: (again lol)

"It must be nice, you know," you muse through an unamused laugh. "Having the freedom to study whatever you like as a hobby, rather than being forced to make it your profession." Your tone gets softer as your words become more vulnerable. "Am I so unremarkable that my intelligence is only of use if I learn simply to teach others? A Plain Jane without a claim?"

Leonard stammers through a frown, "If it may please you to learn this from a relative stranger, I think you're far from unremarkable. In fact, this has been the most stimulating conversation I've had in years."

You inhale sharply. "Please forgive my sudden outburst there, you weren't to see that side of me. Especially since we are... Relative strangers, as you say, I'm the picture of embarrassment right now."

"Not in the slightest. If more of us wore our hearts on our sleeves, perhaps the world would be a better place," Leonard looks over at you with a hopeful smile that you just can't help but return.

"Now look who's the reckless optimist," you tease, and his loud laughter, the kind that erupts from deep within, fills your ears with a sweeter sounding symphony than anything that orchestra could have played.

from cheerscoops week day 2:

As her friends excitedly pour their cups of punch, Chrissy scans the crowd around them; partly to gauge who’s here, partly to see if there’s a spot where she and her friends can hang out around people that all three of them like. That’s when she spots him. 

It wasn’t unusual to have a crush on Steve Harrington. Everyone had a crush on Steve Harrington. But everyone seemed to be far more okay with the fact he’s dating Nancy Wheeler now that it’s been a year. Everyone except Chrissy. She doesn’t want her stomach to twist into a knot whenever she sees him, especially so obviously dressed as Joel Goodson from Risky Business. She looks down at her far more childish costume, suddenly feeling as though she should have insisted that she and her friends plan something way more mature than this.

It almost looks as though he’s dancing with himself, since his sunglasses make it look as though his gaze is somewhere far different than it really is. She doesn’t want to feel her insides burn when Nancy comes into view wearing a matching Lana costume. She doesn’t want to be consumed with jealousy. And yet, here she is, grabbing and slamming her first drink down her throat quicker than it was poured for her, before refilling her own cup and leading her friends over to the other side of the house, burying Steve from her field of vision as best as she can.

no presh: @pedgito @quinnsmunson @wordscomehither @keerysquinn @heroeddiemunson @roykentt

your words to try and find your WIPs are: sweet, deal, touch, wish, secret

[14dayswithyou]

Have you heard or played this game called "The Quarry"? If so what would Ren be like if he was in that game? I've been hyperfixating over both games and I cant get the crossover out of my mind lol

✦゜ANSWERED: I actually got to play the game with Mon (my (irl) bestie) a while back, and I've had Kaitlyn brainrot ever since uwu

This ask also got long because I have A LOT to say about The Quarry!AU Ren gksdgbjsdgk. Also!! There's going to be spoilers for the actual game! IK it's been out for a while now, but if you ever plan on playing it, maybe skip this ask and come back another time!! <3

Okay!! So! Ren probably told the other councillors that he went to Hackett's Quarry to gain more experience as a music tutor, when in reality, he only joined the stupid program so that he'd get to spend the summer with you.

Would constantly show up to your camp activities with the kids and ask if you needed any help. Mainly because he was free right now and had nothing better to do. (He had to clean the kitchens...)

They would be insanely overprotective of you even if there was no one else around, and it would only get worse if Ren ever gets bitten (read: infected!Nick).

Realistically speaking, the only way Ren could possibly get bitten is by protecting you. Because if he had the choice, this man would literally lock the both of you up in the security room (that he tooootally had no clue about), and would just wait out the night there instead of walking aimlessly around the camp and getting stalked by hunters and werewolves.

I doubt they'd do anything to help the other councillors, and would instead watch them meet their demise through the security cameras.

If you were to witness them meeting their gory demise though, then Ren might put up an act and pretend to care. Maybe press a few buttons and switches in hopes that it'd somehow help them — when in reality, he's just flicking the audio channels on and off.

If you didn't want to camp out in the security room for the entirety of the night, then Ren would be glued to your side and won't ever let you out of his sight.

He'd let you carry the shotgun if it made you feel safer, but wouldn't mind using it himself if you thought that was the better option. Though... he'd probably forget that it was a gun at first and would try to smack the werewolves with the recoil/stock end before realising that, wait, this isn't a sledgehammer? It doesn't work that way?

Ren has seen enough horror movies to be able to put all the (cliché) pieces together, and would probably figure out what was happening by the time you (Abi) push Leon (Nick) into the pool.

Ren would 100% be like, "Oh, they don't like water? Alright then. Cool. C'mon Angel, we're stealing a kayak and sleeping in the middle of the lake tonight ^^ We can look at the stars while we confess our feelings for each other—" "Oh wow MC, you look hot holding a shotgun." "Shut the FUCK up you buff ass RACCOON, I'm having my moment >:(" "Ren, don't be mean to Teo."

If Ren does get infected, then he's just going to be extra clingy and creepy compared to usual. He'd be sniffing you every chance he gets and would try to rub his scent all over you. They'd probably be extra horny because even without being a werewolf, Ren is still very much addicted to your scent.

The real/[REDACTED] side of him would slowly start to surface, and would constantly ask you questions like "who do you love?", "D'you like me?", "No one can protect you like I can.", "You smell s'good. Come closer.", "Need to taste you. Now.", "I want t'be inside you."

Once he fully turns, I'd really like to say that he wouldn't target you simply because his sheer devotion to you would outweigh his animalistic urges. Idk if that's canonically possible in the game, but I'm gonna pretend it is because I can hehe :)

Everyone else is fair game though, especially any of the councillors that got a bit too close to you at the beginning of the season. All the people who tried to be friendly with you? Those who tried to kiss you during that game of Truth or Dare? Yeah, they better start hiding because Ren will be seeking them out.

He probably won't try to interact with you while in his werewolf form because he's afraid of scaring/hurting you, but would instead stalk you around the camp and fend off any other threats that go near your vicinity.

By the time dawn comes, Ren will be seeking you out and ensuring that you're alright. If anyone dared to hurt you while he was occupied with hunting down the other councillors, they'd be dead meat. Especially since they have a shotgun in their possession now :)