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franklyshipping · 6 months

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Sticky Situation ~ A Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

WOOP NEXT ANON PROMPT! Here we have a fabulous Septic trio getting up to some fun, so LET'S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @anti-switch-glitch and @jameson-lee-jackson

The doctor was focused, very nearly unblinking. It was perfection he was striving for in this experiment, and so concentration was essential for success. His tongue was poking out through his teeth as he hovered the dropper over the little mound of lime green slime, a residue courtesy of Gooper (just… don’t ask which bit of Gooper it came out of… long story short he has his own toilet now). With his free hand, Dr Schneeplestein dimmed the lights in his office, causing the liquid in his dropper to reveal its properties – it was a glow in the dark solution. He allowed three drops to fall upon the mound of slime, before he kneaded it gently with a gloved hand. He waited five seconds. Ten seconds. Fifteen seconds. Then… it happened. The glow.

‘How magnificent! I think we have the correct concentration of the luminescent solution Gooper!’

The doctor said, turning to Gooper who was perched on his shoulder. The glob wiggled with a quiet, happy gurgle in response… but Gooper’s joy was not at the great volume it usually was. All day he’d been watching Schneeple toil and work on hundreds of versions of this slime experiment, with the goal of making the best glow in the dark ectoplasmic substance in time for Halloween, as a surprise feature for all the egos to play with. And, as often happened with the dear doctor, he was so caught up in his work that he hadn’t rested. Not once. As he focused on his next batch, Gooper subtly slid down the doctor’s back and onto the ground, before wibbling his way out of the room. He knew if Schneeple was going to get any rest, he was going to need the right help. So, with an agility that often evades our gooey friend, he rushed through the manor looking for potential compatriots.

Despite how densely populated the manor was at this point, Gooper spent a good half an hour rolling and blopping through the place before he found anyone, but lucky for him they were the perfect duo for what he needed. Anti and Jamie had just finished decorating the main living room with tons of ghost-shaped lights, and the former spotted Gooper with a grin.

‘Well if it ain’t my favourite slimy guy, what’s up?’

Jamie gasped happily when he saw Gooper, giving him a little wave. Gooper cooed, then hopped up and down in an agitated way, before morphing part of his form into tiny hands – this was one of the rare occasions where he needed to communicate actual human sentences. A few minutes of wobbly sign language and accompanying gurgles later, Anti and Jamie were wide eyed as they looked at each other. Anti tossed the remaining LEDs he was holding onto the couch, and got a determined look in his eye.

‘Right, our décor mission is officially on hold. As of now we’re on Operation Get-Schneep-The-Fuck-To-Sleep, agreed?’

Jamie nodded enthusiastically, and after Gooper was scooped onto Anti’s shoulder, the trio headed to the lab, and when they arrived they didn’t bother knocking. As they entered Schneeple’s eyes widened, and he immediately used his body to try and hide his surprise project from them.

‘Woah- hey no no you cannot be in here! I am doing work things!’

However his attempt to hide is too late, and Anti sighs at him with a grin as Jamie sends Schneeple a fond look. Anti folds his arms at the doc, raising an eyebrow.

‘As awesome as your project thingy probably is, we heard a rumour that you’ve not been resting.’

Schneeple gaped for a second, and then noticed Gooper resting on the glitch’s shoulder. He grumbled and muttered.

‘You gooey little snitch…’

Gooper made a raspberry sound at him, and Jamie sent Schneeple the kind of look parents reserved for when their kids were being difficult.

‘Come on Henrik, you promised us you’d rest more!’

He signed, his expression turning pout-like – the expression made Henrik want to melt, as it tended to do with all the egos. All of a sudden, Henrik was pouting back like a little kid who didn’t want his bedtime.

‘I know I know but this ectoplasm is going to be so cool! It’s going to glow and make the manor look spooky!’

‘That won’t matter if you end up sleeping through the spooky season because of exhaustion!’

Anti retorted, before he and Jamie shared a look. They knew that the only way they were going to get Schneeple to see reason… was by force. So they each darted forward, grabbed an arm each, and started just trying to pull Schneeple out of the lab. It was entirely childish, but it was their only option!

‘AH! Hey, you let me go hey–this lab coat is new!’

‘And you look great in it, now come on!’

Anti said, causing a little blush to appear on the doctor’s cheeks as he struggled… but what none of them noticed was the stray bit of slime stuck on the linoleum floor. Slime which, unfortunately, Schneeple ended up slipping on. In an instant the three of them tumbled to the ground in the most clichéd, comedic fashion, and to make it ever better an entire jug of prototype slime got caught by Schneeple’s elbow, and tumbled with them. Anti and Jamie landed less hard whilst Schneeple landed on his back with a loud squelch, the slime cushioning his fall. Jamie’s eyes immediately went wide as his hands moved frantically.

‘Oh my golly are you okay, are you hurt?!’

‘Holy shit that’s a fuckton of slime! I think that coat’ll need dry cleaning.’

Anti snorted, spurring Jamie to elbow him with a pout – but the gentleman was quickly relieved when Schneeple laughed up at them.

‘I’m okay I’m okay it cushioned my fall… but now I am screwed.’

‘Why?’

Jamie asked, but his question was answered as he watched Schneeple try, and fail, to get up. A side effect of this particular slime batch was this it worked as a marvellous adhesive, keeping Schneeple stuck to the ground by his coat and his bare hands, so there was no way he could even escape by wriggling out of his coat. Schneeple sighed.

‘Ah, it’s one of my earlier batches with a sticky side effect… and it will take twenty minutes for it to become malleable enough to remove.’

‘Oh damn, you don’t need to pee do you?’

Anti said, making Schneeple snort and roll his eyes fondly.

‘No Anti I do not need to pee.’

‘Good because we are not close enough for me to be cleaning up your pi–ow!’

Jamie whacked Anti’s arm reproachfully, making the glitch snicker even more. Schneeple let out another quiet sigh as Jamie tilted his head down at him, giving him a sympathetic look. Meanwhile… Anti’s expression turned suddenly, and unnervingly, mischievous.

‘Y’know JJ… I think this is a great opportunity for us.’

Jamie blinked at Anti curiously, and Schneeple got nervous flutters in his stomach when Anti grinned wickedly.

‘I think this is the perfect chance for us to punish our friend here for not resting like he promised.’

Anto cracked his knuckles and wiggled his fingers playfully in the air, allowing Jamie and Schneeple to cotton on instantly. Schneeple went bright pink as Jamie gasped with a grin, his eyes lighting up as he clapped his hands.

‘Oh what a top idea! I like it!’

‘I don’t!’

‘Hush, promise-breakers don’t get a vote.’

Anti retorted to Schneeple’s little outburst, before he and Jamie knelt over him with delighted looks on their faces… and Schneeple knew he was screwed. Anti hummed and tapped his chin for a moment, before he pushed up the doctor’s sweater vest and shirt to reveal his tummy. Before Schneeple could say another word Jamie’s deft fingers were dancing at his tummy, tickling him with such speed that he shrieked and burst into cackles of varying pitch.

‘AHH! Nononohoho nahahat the tihihickling nohoho plehehease!’

Schneeple tried to wriggle, but it was no use. He was stuck… and he realised it was going to be a long twenty minutes.

‘Aww, must be even worse not being able to move.’

Anti teased, making Schneeple cackle and snort with embarrassment as he wriggled helplessly amidst the resilient slime keeping him on the ground. Jamie giggled and let his fingers tap and wiggle as if he were playing the piano, toying with Schneeple’s soft tummy pouch under his navel. He didn’t stop to sign, but he gave Schneeple a bright grin with his tongue poking out.

‘Guhuhuys plehehehease Ihihi ahaham sohohohorry!’

‘Too late for that, you better get ready to squeal.’

Anti’s grin broadened, showing off his sharp, pearly white teeth as he allowed his eyes to glow a spookier hue of green – he knew when he showed off his scarier side it really made Schneeple more flustered. The doctor trembled as Anti loomed over him, letting out a shy giggle as Anti wriggled his fingers near his armpits.

‘Nonono wahahahait wahaha–EEEEE!’

Anti shoved his blunt nails into Schneeple’s hollows, sliding them against his bare skin under his shirt so he could scratch away at the sensitive area. Having twenty fingers dancing against his ticklish skin, scratching and tweaking relentlessly, had the poor doctor almost incoherent as his voice switched back and forth between countless octaves. At the same time Jamie was letting out soft little giggles, enjoying the way Schneeple’s tummy trembled from the tickles. He leant down and nuzzled it as he used his hands to sign.

‘You have the best tummy for tickles!’

Schneeple went even redder, looking away from Jamie as the comment about his tummy gave him lots of extra flutters.

‘Ihihihi dohoho nahahat!’

Anti bit back a snicker, and grinned at Jamie playfully.

‘I think he’s right, honestly his armpits are just way better!’

Schneeple let out a yelp when Anti pinched his hollows, and Jamie giggled at Anti and narrowed his eyes.

‘No way, his tummy is the best!’

He leant down and pointedly blew a loud raspberry against it, making Schneeple shriek and arch his back.

‘AHA-dohohon’t dohoho thahat!’

Schneeple’s words went entirely ignored as Anti laughed at Jamie, cracking his knuckles playfully.

‘Oh yeah? How about now?’

Anti pressed his thumbs into Schneeple’s armpits and vibrated them nice and deep into the muscles, making Schneeple howl with wide eyes as he tried to tug at his arms – alas, his hands were still stuck in the resilient slime, keeping him helpless to the (now very competitive) tickling Anti and Jamie were giving him.

‘OHOHO MY GAHAHAHA!’

For the next fifteen or so minutes Schneeple’s babbles and shrieks went entirely unheard and Jamie and Anti competed to see who could get the biggest reaction, with Jamie at the doctor’s belly as Anti stuck with his armpits. One minute Anti would scribble with his nails, and Jamie would nibble to make Schneeple’s squeals get louder. Anti would then blow raspberries into Schneeple’s hollows to made him cackle, to which Jamie would flutter his fingers at the edges of Schneeple’s navel to make him snort and kick his legs. It was a wondrous myriad of tickles, and Schneeple felt like he was going mad!

‘OHOHO MY GAHAHAD YOHOHOU AHAHASSHOHOLES STAHAHAP STAHAHAAAP!’

Anti and Jamie couldn’t help but burst into giggles, and Anti let out a thoughtful hum as he stopped his tickling at Schneeple’s armpits.

‘Hmm, you know these two tickle spots look pretty evenly matched… there’s gotta be a special spot around here somewhere, don’t you think?’

Jamie nodded, and Schneeple was left panting as he too had mercy on him. Jamie’s eyes then flicked to where Schneeple’s legs had been kicking… and his face lit up with a cheeky grin.

‘His legs look like they want to join in on the fun!’

‘Ooh you’re so right!’

‘NO DON’T YOU DARE!’

Schneeple exclaimed, his eyes going wide as Anti and Jamie shared a giddy, knowing look. Before Schneeple knew it they’d descended onto his legs, each of them targeting a kneecap each – even though he was wearing jeans, they did nothing to dull the sensations of fingertips pinching and wiggling relentlessly.

‘Oooh you like it here doc?’

Anti teased, using his fingertips to mime the egg-cracking sensation against Schneeple’s right kneecap, causing his leg to jolt as he tossed his head back and forth.

‘YOHOHOU DEHEVIL STAHAHAPPIHIT! NAHAHAT FAHAHAIR!’

Anti snickered, and grinned as he glanced at Jamie. He’s decided to initially skitter over the kneecap before him, but now had slid his fingers to the back of Schneeple’s knee. The flutters kept adorable squeaks and squeals bursting out amidst Schneeple’s main bouts of laughter, and Jamie took a moment to meet Schneeple’s gaze and give him a playful wink. Anti laughed, his eyes twinkling.

‘Oh we gotta do this more often!’

What followed for Schneeple was three minutes that felt like three years, the tickling seeming to slow down time as he laughed and laughed, enduring coos and grins from Anti and Jamie as they went to town on his hypersensitive knees. The jolts and tingles shot all the way up and down his legs as he got the tickling of his life – needless to say, he was definitely wishing he’d invested in more lids for his slime prototypes. Eventually however, Schneeple’s struggles increased and he managed to roll himself out of the, no longer adhesive, slime. Jamie and Anti ceased their tickles as Schneeple lay on his stomach, panting and giggling residually.

‘Thahahat was… sohoho unfahair…’

‘You should’ve got that rest like you promised.’

Anti retorted as Schneeple slid out of his slime-covered coat, sighing as he looked at the glitch with a wry smile.

‘Yeah yeah I know…’

Schneeple fiddled with his fingers as he bowed his head. He did try to rest, really he did, but sometimes he just got so caught up and excited with his projects that all sense of self-preservation took a back-seat in his head. Jamie shifted forward then, and pecked a kiss to the doctor’s cheek as he signed.

‘We only try and make you promise because we love you, you know that right?’

Schneeple smiled, a little of his blush returning at the affection as he nodded.

‘Yeah… I love you too.’

Jamie beamed and wrapped his arms around him, not even caring that he got slime residue on his tailored sleeves. As Schneeple hugged him back, the pair heard a sound halfway between a groan and a retch as Anti grinned at them.

‘You’re so sappy it makes me sick.’

‘Yeah yeah, love you too.’

Schneeple retorted with a snicker as he and Jamie parted… but curiously, Jamie’s smile had fallen. Before Anti or Schneeple could ask what was wrong, he frantically signed.

‘Where’s Gooper?!’

Anti and Schneeple’s eyes widened as the three of them suddenly searched around, particularly on the pile of slime… and then spotted a lump amongst it. Anti hurriedly scooped at the lump, and Gooper was in his hands. The trio felt like their hearts were in their mouths… but then Gooper exhibited a tired squirm, and let out the most colossal burp known to goop-kind. Schneeple looked down at the spilled slime, and realised about half of it had been eaten!

‘Gooper, that is not for eating!’

He admonished with a fond sigh, to which Gooper merely let out a giggly gurgle as he snuggled more into Anti’s hands. Anti petted Gooper softly as Jamie giggled, before signing with a grin.

‘I think we all need a rest now.’

Schneeple rolled his eyes and nodded, and in the space of ten minutes a mound of blankets and pillows was compiled. Schneeple was instantly snoring between Jamie and Anti, whilst Gooper napped at his chest. After rest was had the slime project was resumed, but this time Schneeple had the most enthusiastic assistants possible. Before long they had created the most epic Halloween-vibe ectoplasm the manor had ever seen… and out of a sticky situation had come sweet rest, with even sweeter rewards.

AHHH THANK YOU ALL SOMUCH FOR YOUR PATIENCE, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DOOO! LUV YOUS!!

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anewkindofme · 4 months

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If your still doing headcanons could you do one for Freya Mikaelson? Also who you think her little would be or if she’d have one? <3

Sure! I love Freya. <3 Though, this sort of turned into Freya and Keelin headcanons. Hope that's okay!

Ask me for headcanons on characters from my fandom list!

So, I've had an idea running around in my head for awhile and it involves resurrecting yet another member of this insane family...

Shortly after Keelin and Freya marry, they come across a young man who strikingly resembles the Mikaelson family.

After a few weeks, it becomes clear that he is Henrik. His soul was resurrected some time ago. However, when he saw the destruction his family caused, he stayed away. Now, however, he realizes they're better and has returned. It doesn't take long for him to be classified as a Little. That's where Freya and Keelin come in...

Prior to finding Henrik, Freya and Keelin fostered Littles who were waiting to find their forever caregiver.

Freya teaches Henrik all about magic. He knew some from growing up with Esther, but it's obviously been a while.

Being a Mikaelson, Freya is overprotective by nature. She is scared to let Henrik out of her sight for very long.

She is a huge proponent of co-sleeping and learns about attachment parenting from Hayley, which she appreciates.

Being the oldest of her family, she's learned how to play peacekeeper which gives her awesome patience when it comes to being a caregiver.

For the most part, she and Keelin are in synch when it comes to their parenting styles. As a wolf, Keelin falls into the same "attachment parenting, keep our pup close, etc." theme that Freya and Hayley do.

That being said, Keelin isn't as protective and that runs into issues when she tries to encourage Freya to relax a bit.

Henrik is initially nervous about living with a wolf, but Keelin is able to build his trust.

Freya loves babysitting her brothers' Littles, especially Kol! She lost out on so much time with her family. Maybe she can't get all of their childhoods back, but she can his!

Freya is very much into nature. Anti-technology is her middle name. She loves to take Henrik or any other Little in her care outside to play.

She speaks Norwegian to Henrik and sings him lullabies in their mother tongue.

#sfw agere #sfw age regression #sfw regression #sfw regressor #sfw littlespace #sfw caregiver #caregiver freya mikaelson #caregiver keelin mikaelson #little henrik mikaelson #tvdu #tvd #the vampire diaries #the originals #anon asks #asked and answered

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iamvegorott · 8 months

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Robbie's Birthday

Here's a cute thing for our zombie's birthday --------------

“An ice cream for the birthday boy.” Edward half-sang as he placed the sundae on the colorful table. Henrik and Robbie were already sitting there and waiting as Edward went to get their treats. “And an ice cream for the hubby.” He handed the much smaller ice cream cone to Henrik and joined them.

“Hubby? When have you ever called me that?” Henrik asked with a chuckle.

“Well, we are married.” Edward playfully winked, getting comfortable on the booth bench and laying an arm across Henrik’s shoulders. Henrik only smiled and rolled his eyes, leaning against Edward and licking at his treat.

“This is so cool!” Robbie squealed as he dove into his own cold dessert. “I never get to eat ice cream as lunch!”

“Birthday boys do get extra spoiled,” Edward said.

“Extra? You say that like he is normally spoiled.” Henrik huffed.

“Oh, he is very spoiled by you Septiceyes.” Edward clicked his tongue.

“By us? The last time I checked, it was an Iplier that wanted to rent out an entire amusement park for today.” Henrik lowered his voice so Robbie couldn’t hear him. The sugary distraction helped him as well.

“Wilford doesn’t count.”

“It was not Wil.”

“It wasn’t?” Edward made a confused face, unable to ask more about that since Henrik’s phone buzzed.

“Hello?” Henrik answered the call, nodding as he listened to the other end. “We will be there soon.” He said before hanging up. “Time to head back. You can take the rest of your treat with you.”

“Awesome!” Robbie had no complaints as he scooped up his bowel, managing to get through more than half of the ice cream within that short time and would definitely get it done by the time they got back to the Manor.

“Do you mind driving again?” Henrik asked Edward as he grabbed a good big pile of napkins. He also had a container of wet wipes in the car, but it was better to be safe than sorry when it was children with sticky, messy foods.

“I never mind being the driver.” Edward smiled and walked out of the ice cream parlor with Henrik and Robbie. He watched as Robbie took Henrik’s hand and how he refused to step into the parking lot until Henrik also took hold of Edward’s hand.

Robbie was taught not to walk through areas with cars or crowded places without an adult’s hand and took that to heart. He also took it as everyone had to have an adult’s hand, including other adults. It was cute, and no one could bare telling Robbie that wasn’t the case, so they all went with it.

The drive back took a little longer than the drive up since Edward gave the others some more time to finish setting up. Even if they said they were ready, there was always a chance of something going wrong.

Finally, Edward was pulling up in front of the Manor, and after Henrik cleaned off Robbie’s face and hands, they made their way into the large home.

“Why is it dark?” Robbie asked. “Did everyone leave?”

“Surprise!” The lights flicked back on, and the Egos popped out, cheering and throwing their arms out in several poses.

“Surprise!” Robbie squealed back. His eyes went wide, and the colorful streamers all over the room, a banner that read ‘Happy Birthday Robbie!’, and a tall black cake decorated with purple flowers sat on a table. “Surprise!” He said again, bouncing and happily shaking his hands.

“Can we have cake now?” Blank asked, tugging at Mare’s arm.

“Ask Robbie. The birthday boy picks the order of the day.” Mare said, smiling as Blank let him go and ran over to Robbie.

“Happy birthday!” Blank hugged Robbie. “Can we do cake first?”

“Yeah! I just had ice cream, but I have lots of room for cake!” Robbie took Blank’s hand, and the two ran off.

“You took him to get ice cream?” Chase asked Henrik and Edward with a chuckle.

“He asked if we could, and we said yes.” Henrik shrugged.

“You have all spoiled him rotten.” Dark sighed, watching Marvin and Anti cut the cake and hand out the pieces, making sure that Robbie got the first slice. Everyone that ate cake would have stained mouths for days with how much black frosting there was.

“You’re just upset your reservation fell through.” Chase teased.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Dark stated. “I don’t have any involvement with Robbie.”

“Cake!” Robbie ran up to Dark, handing him one of the plates of cake he held. “I made sure you got chocolate ‘cause I know you like that.” He gave a big, stained-tooth smile before running back off to go back to eating on the floor with Blank.

“What was that about not having any involvement?” Edward grinned with his question.

“Shut it.”

#veggie writes #schneeplier #doctor lovin #the other ships are there but they're the only ones being shown shown XD

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chaos-and-ink · 3 months

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🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately? I listen to music all the time. Like alllll the time. I am addicted to music. Lately I've been listening to Sorry To Your Next Ex (Haiden), Half Of Forever (Henrik), Apologies (ISHAN), ILY2 (Kyle Hume) and Scared To Start (Michael Marcagi). I've been finding a ton of amazing music on instagram and it's been awesome to branch into new artists. Especially smaller lesser known artists like them.

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please! Currently writing a Winterhawk fic! Basically Bipolar Clint Barton hitting his first manic episode and his struggle with it. It's gonna be a short one shot, maybe 4-5k words. I'll probably post it tomorrow! It's titled Falling Upwards. I'll make a post about it when I publish it.

😬 Which of your fics would you be most horrified for friends, family, or coworkers to stumble upon? Despite You Watched Me Burn being objectively more horrible, I'd be most terrified if people found As Stable As Water just because it really is very very very based in experience to the point people would be able to connect a lot of dots real fast and easy. And certain people would know exactly who is who and what is what and why is why and yeah, I would probably move to Antartica if people found ASAW lmao.

#as stable as water #fav songs #falling upwards #ask box #writer ask game

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crystalninjaphoenix · 3 months

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I think I am genuinely sick about Your Fantasy Masks au.

i've read great fics before (hell, pnpt and Septic heros are some of my top fics ever) but i am so not normal about FM.

Unfortanetly It's not possible for me to convey how much I love a 200k word fic (and still going!!!) by discussing each chapter, but GOD. This fic rocks.

The dynamics you build between the characters and the interactions they have are just fantasitc. I like how (in all your fics but especially FM) you give time for bonding scenes and let the reader see how the characters bond together.

Marvin, Jackie and Henrik are awesome. I adore their backstory and just the 3 of them together are so fun to read. Jackie and Marvin teasing Henrik over Vsevna is wonderful (!!!!They're courting!! <- is that the right word?)

Side note: One of my favourite scenes (or scene that has stuck with me) Is Jackie and Marvin apologising to each other. He did a shit job at it but I'm glad that they forgave each other

Jameson!! I like how he joined the main cast by being yoinked by Chase. I feel bad for him -being trapped by the king could not of been a fun experience. But! I like how you've developed his character. In the beginning he was very scared (rightfully so) and doubted he could do anything. Now in latter chapters, he's learning how to be his own person again after being stuck with the king + starting to be brave (my mind immediately goes to hiding the masks under the floor and trying to shield his mind from The king).

And Chase!! He's such a good character I love him. First: Him and his family <333 We don't see much of them but I love them (also Stacia!! She very cool. Can't wait to see Chase (hopefully) reunite with them after they've stopped being enchanted the the enchanter. And Amy and Quinten!! Can't wait to see more of them). I also like how Chase just knows a lot of stories (that end up being relevant to figuring stuff out). I just think it's really cool.

And the king/Jack??? Oh no he's locked in a well. So the king is being possesed?? thats so cool. I can't wait to see how the plot progresses and if Jameson's oracle about Chase will come true.

On a final note, I just really love the masks. Your world building for this Au is insane but I just really like the masks. I like how everyone gets to choose an animal and the symbols that represent the roles.

Okay that's only the main(ish) characters but I need to finish this ask off otherwise I might just start screaming and stop making any sense.

I've been constantly rotating this fic my head these past 3 days as I've read it, so thank you for writing it. It's fantastic and I love it a lot :D Not sure which fic of yours I'll read next, probably Horror Septics or Switch Au.

Yayyy I’m so glad you’re liking it! :D You do have an uncanny ability to send me asks when I’m busy XD but I’ll try to address everything you said. I’m so happy that you’re liking the characters! The scene with Jackie and Marvin making up was one of my favorites to write. It’s not often that you see something like “person messes up an apology at first” in writing so I wanted to include that. And yes, the others teasing Henrik for courting Vsevna is one of my favorite running jokes. I also love Jameson’s slow character development and Chase’s love for others. And yep, Jack is the true King but he’s being possessed—the spirit has been the villain of the story the whole time! Anyway, I’m happy you’re enjoying my stuff ^-^ If you’re gonna read more I’d be delighted :D

#asks answered #di-diwata #fantasymasksau

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bookwormscififan · 5 months

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Deaf Jackie HCs

Shut up I know the comics are out but mine hasn’t shipped yet so I’m over here just riding the flow of JSE creativity ok

My awesome friend @itsonlyparker reminded me of my deaf Jackie HC and so I wanna jot down some ideas to write at some point. I’ll put them under the cut so I don’t clog your feeds

Either he lost his hearing in an accident or he was born deaf

He’s only got about 20% of his hearing left, and that’s evenly divided between his left and right ears

He modified his hearing aids to chirp at specific frequencies for different things

He refuses to let Marvin use magic to fix his hearing

He is aware of specific frequencies in his surroundings, because he can sense the radio waves of the frequencies

He can read lips but he’d prefer to sign or use his aids so his hands are free (only exception is sharing inside jokes with JJ)

Yes, he can’t hear too well, but “hearing is overrated” (his words) because he can simply rely on his other senses to help him in a fight

On that note, the only time he really wears his hearing aids are when he’s on patrol or meeting new people. Around the other egos he doesn’t wear them

Anti’s tried to surprise attack him before, but his nature disrupts the air around him, leading to Jackie pinning him before he can get close

When Jackie first met JJ, he worried that the silent man somehow knew he was deaf, not realising that JJ was nonverbal.

He can read Morse code. It’s difficult to configure his aids to simulate the frequency needed for Morse, but he understands the written dots and dashes

Playing off the “lost his hearing in an accident” idea: when he lost his hearing, he panicked, but Chase and Henrik helped him to adapt to his situation and now he barely worries

In terms of “being born deaf”: Jackie refused to go to a specialist school until he got to secondary school, after he was suspended for beating someone up because he misread their lips.

He’s practiced imitating mouth shapes and therefore can speak almost completely clearly. Learning new words is difficult.

#writing #jacksepticeye #jse headcanons #jackieboy man #deaf headcanons #I should preface that I know of one content creator that’s deaf #she’s the person I base these headcanons off

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solaneceae · 2 years

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imagine with me.

a young man, a drifter, tricked into the clutches of IRIS. trapped and used as a test subject. why, he doesn't know, he doesn't understand anything, why all the injections and the tests and the pain.

one day, they take him to look at something. he doesn't know what it is, this mess of writhing shapes and colors that his brain fails to parse, that makes his head hurt. it drills into his head, it speaks with no words and no mouth, the young man wants to look away but he can't, he just keeps watching. and that thing watches him back. let me out let me in let me out let me in

it's agony. the glass pane breaks, everything does. he hears alarms, screaming (his) and laughter (not his, not his, not his)

when he wakes up, he feels different. stronger. he rips the needles from his arms, the sedatives no longer working as his body burns through them faster than they seep in, and the teared up flesh closes at a rapid rate. his hands crackle with energy as he rams his fists into his captors' soft, fragile bodies clothed in too-clean white. there's a dark shape in his peripheral vision.

his escape attempt eventually fails. the next time he comes to, it's because the whole facility is being torn apart by something, and the drugs keeping him under stopped flowing. there's a man here, a stranger with a face that's his face but also not. he breaks jackie out of the tank he was floating in, helps him escape. his gaze is steely, and his accent unfamiliar- european, jackie can only guess. they run.

the young man escapes. he stays with the scientist that saved him, a doctor with a german accent (he figured that one out, finally) and another man he works with (some weirdo with a mask, but he can do magic and that's awesome). he hones his new powers, decides to use them to protect people and take down IRIS, even if even the mention of them makes him want to crawl under a bed and cry, like he's a little boy again, drifting from foster home to foster home, his only escape the old comics he loves. his new hero outfit is even inspired of the scribbly drawings he used to make of him as a superhero.

and jackie doesn't realize it, but something clung to him that day, the day he stared into that writhing abyss. a piece of the void lodged inside him, that dark shape in his peripheral vision, those intrusive thoughts that don't feel like they're his. you stole from me, j a c k s o n. want it back, give it back, mine, mine

tldr: jackie was an IRIS lab rat, they exposed him to an entity from the antimatter, it gave him powers but a piece of it attached itself to him like a diet horcrux, he escaped with henrik's help and the entity killed everyone in the lab, now shit's fucked

#jacksepticeye #iris #jackieboy man #antisepticeye #henrik von schneeplestein #iris project #jse egos #lads i havent been THIS inspired about anything ego-related since 2019 #IM BACK BABY #jackie: man cant believe im an off-brand harry potter-#jse

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The Aftermath: A litg Bobby fanfic.

Chapter two: Talking. Lots and lots of talking

Bobby and Cassey woke up early. They had their breakfast and started to pack some more of Cassey’s things. They’re packing all of Cassey’s cosmetics and makeup.

Bobby: You know, for someone that doesn’t wear makeup all the time, you sure do have a lot? *Cassey giggled*

Cassey: It’s not that much? I declutterd like more than half of my things!

Bobby: You got rid of half and this is what’s left?! This is still a lot, Cassey! And why do you need so much? The only time I’ve seen you with makeup was back at love island and that’s almost two months ago? I’ve never seen you wear any makeup since then?

Cassey: I have worn makeup since then just not a lot. And I always wear makeup when I’m filming.

Bobby: Alright, if you say so? Where are we going to leave all this stuff? I’m going to have to make more room for you, when we get home? *he said wide eyed, Cassey giggled*

Cassey: It’ll be fine Bobby. I’ll see if I can order like a good makeup case to put it all in. That way you don’t need to make as much room for all of my things. *she smiled*

After Bobby and Cassey were done with all the packing they decided to go outside for a walk and get something to eat. When they got back then did the final packing and cleaned up the place. They decided to order a pizza and watch some more Love Island on Cassey’s bed.

Cassey: Ugh… I’m really dreading this episode…

Bobby: Why?

Cassey: Because this is that day spa with the girls and it was horrible! They just kept arguing all the time! I didn’t enjoy any of it!

Bobby: Ahw Lass. *he wrapped an arm around her* I’m sure it’ll be fine? And besides you’ll also get to see what the lad’s and I were up to? You know? Captain Long-Bob? *Cassey beamed at him*

Cassey: We’ll I do would like to see that. Okay let’s play.

Episode 21

The episode starts off in the bedroom. All the girls got a text about a spa day at the beach. They got dressed and headed downstairs where the jeep’s were waiting, to take the girls to their destination. The girls have arrived at a beautiful cabana by the sea. The girls head over to the bar for some sangria.

While the girls toast and cheer, the boys back at the Villa woke up without the girls being there.

Scene:

There’s some rumbling going on in the bedroom. All the boys started to wake up one by one. Lot’s of groaning and stretching. One of the boys noticed that the girls were missing.

Gary: Oi! Where did the girls go?

All the other started to notice too

Noah: You think they’re getting ready in the dressing room?

Henrik: I’ll go and check.

Henrik walked over to the dressing room and knocked on the door. Couple of other boys followed him.

Henrik: Hello? Are you girls in there? *No one responded. He open the door to check Inside*

Ibrahim: No ones here?

Bobby: where could they’ve gone to?

*There’s a bunch of ‘I don’t know’s’ mumbling*

Gary: You don’t think they went back to casa amor, again? *There’s a slight panic in Bobby’s eyes*

Graham: Don’t be ridiculous why would they do that? *Gary frowned at him*

A phone went off!

Henrik: Hey, I got a text! (Boy’s, the girls are away for a little RnR. You’ve got the place all to yourself’s. Don’t worry they’ll be back before dinner. Have fun and try not to break anything? #homealone #boysjustwannahavefun) So the girls are away for the day?

Gary: And we’ve got the place all to ourselves? Awesome!

Bobby: So what are we going to do?

Gary: I’ll tell you what I’m going to do, I’m going to hit the gym!

Ibrahim: Great idea I’ll come join you.

Henrik: I’m going to take a dip in the pool!

Graham: Excellent! Me too!

The boys got dressed and all went about there day.

End scene:

Cassey: Were you really afraid that we were back at casa again? *Bobby rolled his eyes*

Bobby: Pfff, no…. *Cassey giggled*

Cassey: Really, then what was that look on your face when Gary mentioned it? *she asked with an raised eyebrow*

Bobby: Fine… *He sighed* Yes, I was a bit scared you girls were gone again… You happy? *Cassey giggled again*

Cassey: Ahw, Bobby! *she snuggled up to him*

They continue watching…

Back at the beach spa, the girls are sitting by the poolside on the sun loungers. They’re giving each other mani pedi’s. Marisol is giving Cassey a hand massage. It didn’t take long for the girls to start bickering again. Chelsea jumped in trying to change the subject, by announcing who should be which spice girl, which she was on about, before the girls went on their trip. Some of the girls weren’t into it and decided to head over the bar. Chelsea asked Cassey to help her out. After they picked out which girl is which spice girls. Elisa also got up to go over to the bar. And wanted Cassey to come with her. Cassey didn’t like the way Elisa talked to her and acted a bit impatient, so she politely declined. Then Elisa asked Marisol instead. Marisol asked Cassey to come and join them later.

Cassey: Oh yeah…? I wonder why Elisa wanted me to come with her?

Bobby: So, why didn’t you?

Cassey: Didn’t you see the way she was acting? I didn’t go with her because, the way she asked came across a bit rude?

Bobby: I get that? It didn’t stop Marisol from going with her?

Cassey: that’s because Marisol fancied her.

They continue watching…

Back at the Villa, all of the boys have gathered by the pool. Some are in the water others are chilling on the loungers.

Bobby and Gary felt a bit bored so they looked around for something to do they found a bunch of pool floaties. They took them all to the other lad’s

Scene:

Gary: Yo! Fella’s look what we found?!

Noah and Ibrahim look up from the loungers. Graham and Henrik stopped mid swimming. All the boys have gathered ‘round Bobby and Gary.

Noah: Where did you find all of this?

Bobby: We found them in a closet, look how many it is!!

Henrik: What do you think we should do with them.

Bobby: Well, Gary and I thought about blowing the all up and filling the pool with it?

Graham: That sounds like it could be fun?

All the boys started blowing all the floaties up, then they realised that some were shaped like boats.

Ibrahim: Look, some of them are shaped like boats.

Gary: You’re right. That one even look’s like a pirate ship. *He points to the one that Noah’s blowing up*

Bobby ran across and yanked the pirate ship floaty out of Noah’s hands.

Noah: What the hell, Bobby?! I’m going to get you for that! *He grabbed a pool noodle and started to run after Bobby, except Bobby is to quick*

Bobby: Haha! If you think you can defeat old Long Bob Cupcake?! You’d better think again! Arr! *He said with a pirate voice*

Noah: LongBob Cupcake? *he said confused*

Bobby: It’s my pirate name. *he said in his normal voice* You know, like Long John Silver?

Noah: But why the cupcake? *Bobby rolled his eyes*

Bobby: Because, it’s my speciality? *he replied sarcastically* Arrr! Me matties! I think we should be setting sail to the edge of the wirld *he said with a pirate voice, again*

Bobby ran over to the pool and jumped in the other guys joined m and they started jousting with the pool noodles and played pirate’s.

End scene:

Cassey: I cannot believe I missed all that?! That looked like so much fun!

Bobby: I know we had a blast! But I’m kinda glad you weren’t there…

Cassey: Really, why?

Bobby: You’ll probably see in a bit?

They continue watching…

Back at the day spa, the girls have all gather at the cabana. Shannon said some about Jo and Jo overheard her. That’s when the girls started to argue again. Hope is trying her best to mediate and Cassey’s helping, but there’s little success. Then Shannon called Cassey a people pleaser and that’s where Cassey started to lose it.

Scene:

Cassey: People pleaser?! PEOPLE PLEASER?!!! I could not care any less about you people!!! I don’t even wanna fucking be here right now and listen to your shitty argument! All I want to do is, go back to the villa and give Bobby a big old snog! But I can’t even do that! BECAUSE I’M NOT COUPLED UP WITH HIM!!!! You can all just suck it!!! *Cassey walked away, over to the beach, angrily smacking one of the empty gift bag screaming while doing so*

All the girls are in shock because of Cassey’s outburst.

Chelsea: Oh my days! I’ve never seen Cassey act out like that?

Lottie: Yeah, I think it all really got to her, this time.

Hope: I should go and check on her.

Lottie: No, I think it’s better if I go. You’re needed over here. *Lottie walked over to Cassey*

Cassey’s sitting in the sand crying. She wiped her tears, when Lottie came over and sat down beside her. She put her arm around Cassey and gave her a squeeze.

Lottie: I know you miss him, hun. He misses you too. You know?

Cassey: He does? *Lottie nodded*

Lottie: Of course! That boy is mad about you!

Cassey: It just sucks, so much! *Cassey wipes away her tears* All I want to do is be with him.

Lottie: And you will! Remember, what the tea leaves said? It’s gonna be a rocky road. But eventually you’ll get back together. And with new islanders, there’s probably going to be another recoupling soon. And that’s when you can finally be with each other again. And it’ll be amazing.

Cassey: Really? How do you know that?

Lottie: Because, the leaves have never failed me. And I’ve seen you two together, you belong with each other. *She gave Cassey another squeeze, the other girls are still bickering in the background* Looks like Hope could really use our help? *they both look over their shoulders*

Cassey: I guess you’re right…*she sighed*

Cassey and Lottie walked back over to the pool. The girls are all talking through each other. Hope is trying her best to calm everyone down. Cassey started to speak. But no one could hear her over the noise. Lottie whistled to grab everyone’s attention. They all stopped talking and looked over at the two girls. Lottie gave Cassey a nudge.

Cassey: Hey, Girls…

Shannon: What a surprise Cassey wants our attention…

Hope: Shhh!! Let the girl speak. *cassey gave Hope an appreciated smile, Hope winked at her* Go on, babe.

Cassey: So… There is this quote by Dita Von Teese. ‘You can be the ripest most juiciest peach there is. But there will always be someone that hates peaches’

Hope: Babe, Where are you going with this? *she looked confused at Cassey*

Cassey: What I’m trying to say is… that, with so many people in one place, there’s always something, going to happen that we don’t all agree on. But, we all still have to learn to live with each other. Now, I’m not saying you have to be best friends, but, at least try to tolerate one an other. Okay?

Chelsea: Babes, that was beautiful *she started to slow clap, Hope stopped her*

Cassey: We’re all here looking for love, but we don’t want to hurt anyone along the way.

Lottie: Or be hurt ourselves.

Cassey: Exactly. So, let’s just try and be honest with each another?

Marisol: That’s a good rule of thumb, Cassey.

Elisa: For some reason, I actually feel better now that Cassey said that.

Jo: Me too.

The girls all started to apologise to each other. And they enjoyed the rest of their spa day

End scene:

Bobby: Wow! If had know’n all that?! I think I would’ve been a bit more confident about us.

Cassey: What do you mean?

Bobby: I think you’re going to find out, now?

They continue watching…

Back at the Villa, all the boy are done with playing pirates and they’re now all chilling in the pool on their floaties. Noah looked over at Ibrahim who has a worried look on his face.

Scene:

Noah: You alright Rahim? It felt like your head was somewhere else back at the gym.

Ibrahim: I don’t know, man. *he sucked on his teeth* I guess I’m still thinking about what happened last night? That argument the girls were having… I feel like that’s actually somewhat my fault?

Noah: What makes you think that?

Ibrahim: Because, I was the one that kissed Jo and didn’t tell Shannon about it.

Gary: I wouldn’t worry about it to much, girls are always chaotic like that. You’ve seen the way they barked at Bobby. And he only tried to help them. I’d just stay out of it, and they can sort it out themselves.

Henrik: How are you feeling, Bobby? You walked over to pool instead of heading back inside with us? *bobby sighed*

Bobby: I just, I just needed to clear my head a bit. That argument… it was just all to much for me.

Noah: How’re you feeling now?

Bobby: Honestly? If it weren’t for Cassey, I’d probably still feel like shite?

Henrik: Cassey? *he asked surprised, Bobby started to turn a bit pink, but quickly cleared his throat*

Bobby: Uhh… Yeah, she came over to check on me. And she cheered me up a bit. *Henrik looked thoughtfully at Bobby*

Out of nowhere Gary smacked Bobby with a pool noodle, making Bobby lose his balance and he fell into the water. Some boys looked surprised others laughed.

Bobby: Oi! Why’d you do that for?

Gary: Dunno? Things were getting a bit serious and it bummed me out. Never seen you like that so I’d thought to smack you out of it? *he grinned, at Bobby*

Bobby looked mischievously at Gary swam over to him a tipped him over making him fall into water as well. All the boys laughed.

Ibrahim: Speaking of serious?

Gary: Really? You want me to smack you too?

Ibrahim: Of course not! But for real. Who, uhm… Who do you guys actually see yourselves with in here? And possibly on the outside?

Noah: Well… I think for me it’s gotta be Hope. I’ve been with her since the beginning and I think I could see ourselves on the outside? Why’d you ask by the way? You not feeling it with Shannon?

Ibrahim: Nah, not really…? I actually feel more of a connection with Jo.

Gary: Really? *He looked thoughtfully at Ibrahim* Well, I always thought it would be Cassey. But, it turns out she has her mind pretty much set in someone else… *He glanced over at Bobby* So, I think I’m gonna try for Lottie.

Henrik: Really, Lottie? Things didn’t go well with Chelsea?

Gary: Nah… Plus, she got her eye on somebody else, so… *he looked Henrik straight in the eye, Henrik looked clueless at him*

Henrik: I can really see myself with Cassey. She’s cute, she funny and just really fancy her.

Bobby: If you fancy her so much, then why did you switch with that Blake, girl? *Henrik looked surprised at Bobby*

Henrik: I know that, I have misjudged, Cassey in the beginning. But that was before I really got to know her and now, I really do think she and I could make it outside.

Bobby frowned when he heard Henrik say that. He shook his head and got out of the pool.

Graham: What gotten into him?

Gary: You wouldn’t know. *He snarked at Graham and he got out of the pool as well*

Gary walked over to Bobby in the kitchen. He’s filling up his water bottle. And drinking from it.

Gary: Yo, Bob’s. I don’t think you should worry about Henrik. *Bobby stopped drinking and looked at Gary in disbelief*

Bobby: Not worry?! Of course I’m worried! How can I compete with that?! *he gestures over to the pool where Henrik is* there’s no way I’m going to get Cassey back, with him in the way?

Gary: Yes, you will. *he gave Bobby a pointed look*

Bobby: How’d you know that?

Gary: Because, Chels told me that Cassey wanted to couple up with you.

Bobby: I know… she told me too. But he could still turn her head… *He looked down*

Gary: Mate! I couldn’t even turn her head. And none of those Casa lad’s could either. What makes you think he can?

Bobby: I don’t know… *before bobby could talk further the two boys heard shouting*

Ibrahim: Yo! Fella’s! The girls are back!

Bobby and Gary walk over and join the other boy’s by the gate. the girls have just arrived. When Cassey got a text. The public has chosen a couple to make dinner. And they picked Henrik and Cassey.

End scene:

Cassey: Oh my gosh, Bobby!!! *She cuddled him really tightly* You really thought Henrik was gonna turn my head?! *She kissed him on the cheek and snuggled him*

Bobby: Alright, alright… And now you know why it was better that you weren’t there… *Cassey smiled at him*

Cassey: I think it would’ve been better if I were there, I probably would’ve snogged you. But you know… secretly… *she blushed and giggled*

Bobby: You are. Adorable. *He hugged and gave her squeeze*

They continue watching…

Cassey and Henrik are in the kitchen discussing what they’re going to make for dinner. Henrik asked Cassey of she’s any good with cooking.

Scene:

Henrik: Wow, look at all this stuff!

Cassey: I know! I’m even sure what to make?

Henrik: We can make anything we want. I’m a bit nervous to be honest. Lot of pressure cooking for all of them!

Cassey: Why are you nervous? You’ve cooked for me before and I thought it was nice.

Henrik: Yeah, but that’s different. I usually only cook for one person. I’ve never cooked for a whole group of people. Are you much of a cook, Cassey?

Cassey: Well, I’m no Gordon Ramsey, that’s for sure! *she giggled* But, I like to think I’m a decent cook? I mean, I have made a few recipe videos for my channel before.

Henrik: I cannot imagine you being like Gordon Ramsey. You’re too nice.

Cassey: I take it you’ve never seen me swear before? *she giggled*

Henrik: No, I have not. *he smiled*

Cassey: You should see me on twitch, then. I’m not going to lie. But I wouldn’t mind calling someone a ‘fucking donkey’ or ‘idiot sandwich’? *Cassey stopped to think* Although I have called Bobby that one time… *she reminisced, then she looked over at Henrik and smirked, in the most worst Gordon Ramsey imitation ever she yelled at Henrik* Henrik! You Focking donkey! *Henrik looked surprised at Cassey and bursted out laughing*

Henrik: For so someone who’s Scottish your accent is horrible! *they both laughed*

Cassey: I know! My accent is all over the place.

Henrik: How’s that?

Cassey: Well, I was born in the Netherlands. But, both of my parents are Scottish, and I grew up watching a lot of American television. *she giggled* so my accent is a mixture of British, American and Dutch. Also known as BAD. *Henrik looked confused at Cassey until he realised what she just said and laughed*

Henrik: Haha! Good one! You know, sometimes I think you’re actually funnier than Bobby. *He smiled at her, she blushed*

Cassey: Better not say that in front him, his ego might get damaged.

Henrik: I will keep that in mind. *they both giggled* So. What should we make?

Cassey looked at the variety of foods, she felt a bit overwhelmed by it all and especially after such exhausting day she chose to go for som easy.

Cassey: Let’s make pasta. It’s easy and simple to make. *henrik beamed at her*

Henrik: That’s an excellent idea! I was thinking the same. You know what they say? ‘Great minds think of pasta’.

Cassey: Do they really say that or are you saying that? *she teased, Henrik blushed*

Henrik: So… pasta, with what?

Cassey: Hmmm? How ‘bout a garlic and cream sauce?

Henrik: Ooh? That sounds delicious! Is that one of your recipes?

Cassey: It is… *She blushed*

Cassey and Henrik started cooking together.

End scene:

Bobby: Really? ‘Better not say that in front of him’? ‘His ego might get damaged’?! I have never! *he said dramatically and started tickling Cassey, she squealed*

Cassey: But it did, didn’t it? *she said mid laughing, Bobby looked at her confused*

Bobby: What did? *He stopped tickling Cassey and sat up right*

Cassey: It bruised you ego a bit when Henrik said I was funnier than you? *She smirked*

Bobby: Pffft no it didn’t… *he rolled his eyes* You are a funny gal, Lass. I can’t deny that.

Cassey: But just not funnier than you?

Bobby: I did not say that. You’re different funny. You know, like you’re humor is more based on sarcasm and punchy one liners and swear words, and mine is jokes, imitation and pranks. So we’re both equally funny in our own way. *He smiled at her. She grinned at him*

Cassey: You’re the worst. *she hits him with a pillow*

Bobby: I know. *He grabbed the pillow and grinned cheeky at her but instead of hitting her with he leaned in for a kiss* let’s watch the rest of it shall we?

They continue watching…

Henrik and Cassey are busy making dinner. Cassey put the linguine in the pot with boiling water. Henrik started chopping up onions.

Scene:

Henrik: These onions are making my eyes well up! Isn’t there meant to some trick to stop from onions hurting your eyes?

Cassey: Oh, there are plenty. But they’re all like time consuming? Ain’t nobody’s got got time for that! So, you’ll just have to suck it up and chop faster. *she giggled*

Cassey’s busy making the sauce, when Henrik made a comment about how he thought cooking together is kinda “hot”. And asked if she’s ever been “intimate” in the kitchen before… She said no and Henrik took it as an opportunity for a cheeky kiss. But Cassey turned him down and said to focus on the food instead.

End scene:

Bobby: That was such a relief when you said you didn’t do kitchen bit’s.

Cassey: Of course not, that’s so unsanitary! *she said sarcastically*

Bobby: And. You are absolutely right!

They continue watching…

Henrik and Cassey finished making the dinner and served it on fourteen plates covered with a silver dome, set it on a kart and brought it over to the others. Everyone sitting at a long the dinner table decorated with cheap white tablecloths. Everyone is nice and thanking the two for their trouble, except Shannon’s being a bit picky. Bobby asked what they’ve made.

Scene:

Hope: This must’ve been quite a lot of work.

Noah: Yeah, thank you so much.

Bobby: So, what are we having?

Cassey: We’ve prepared linguine with roasted garlic Alfredo sauce for you tonight.

Chelsea: Really? That sounds gorgeous.

Graham: Nice. Some hearty carbs.

Shannon: Isn’t pasta a bit basic, though?

Cassey: Maybe, you’re a bit basic!

Hope: Cassey!

Cassey: No! I’ve had it up to here with you Shannon! When you first came into the villa I thought you were this cool and chill person. But you’ve been nothing but whining and complaining this whole day! And then I also had to cook for all of you! So, I’m sorry I went with something that I know, I can make! And at least know that I’ll enjoy it! And if you don’t like my cooking? well then, sucks to be you!

All the islanders are in shock by Cassey’s outburst and then all eyes are turned to Shannon and waiting for her reaction.

Shannon: You’re right and I’m sorry, Cassey. I apologise for my behaviour.

Cassey: Apology accepted. Now! Let us feast! *she clapped her hands* As they say in Dutch ‘eet smakelijk’ which translates to ‘enjoy your meal’

Henrik: Or as they say in Swedish ‘smaklig måltid’. *Cassey beamed at him*

Cassey: Oh my gawd! That’s almost the same! *Henrik smiled back at her*

Henrik: It is, isn’t it?

Bobby cleared his throat really loudly and stood up from his chair.

Bobby: I’d like to propose a toast to Henrik and Cassey, our culinary hosts for the evening.

Lottie: Thank you so much, you two!

Bobby: Henrik, you’re a lucky guy. Cassey, you can do better!

Cassey: Wow, thanks, Bobby.

Chelsea: You two sit down! You worked hard.

End scene:

Cassey: So… what did you mean with ‘you can do better’?

Bobby: Huh? Well… just like said. You could do better than Henrik… *He blushed*

Cassey: But with better, you meant yourself?

Bobby: Actually… I kinda… also… think you can do better than me… *Cassey raised an eyebrow* But, just because I said you you could, doesn’t mean that you should. *Cassey laughed*

Cassey: So, you’re saying that I should settle for you?

Bobby: Yes! That’s exactly what I’m saying. *he wrapped his arm around Cassey and held her really tight and planted a big wet kiss on her cheek*

Cassey: You really are the worst. *she giggled while wiping her cheek of*

Bobby: You know it! *he winked*

They continue watching…

The islanders are enjoying the meal that Cassey provided for them, everyone is complimenting her left, right and centre. The girls told about their day and that Chelsea decided they were the spice girls.

Gary asked if the girls had a lovely time without the boy’s and looked over at Cassey. She told them that there was a lot to talk out but eventually had a nice time. Ibrahim chimed in and was afraid that the girls were fighting about his date with Jo. And then came clean and apologised for the kiss and that is was his fault. Cassey complimented him on his honesty. He asked what else happened. Lottie told the boys that Cassey, was the one that helped clear the air between the girls. Cassey said that Lottie also helped. Hope asked what the boys did while the girls were gone. All the girls started to guess but got it all wrong. Gary asked Cassey to give it a go.

Scene:

Gary: Let’s have another girl guess, Cassey?

Bobby: She’ll never get it. *Cassey narrowed her eyes at Bobby, he pretends not to see it*

Henrik: I think Cassey knows us guys quiet well for now, so this should be good.

Cassey: I don’t know? *she said while rolling her fork in the pasta* You probably played pirates… or something like that?

Noah: Cassey’s right actually. How did you guess?

Cassey: I don’t know? *she rolled her eyes* You’re guy’s there’s a pool full of floaties. Guy’s always do weird roll playing game when girls aren’t around… *Cassey took a big bite of her pasta, then talked with her mouth full* Hey Bobby! Do you like seafood? *Bobby looked over at Cassey who stuck her tongue out with chewed up pasta, everybody was grossed out by Cassey’s action*

Hope: Cassey that’s disgusting! *Cassey looked at Bobby*

Cassey: That’s what you get for doubting me. *Bobby smiled at her and shook his head*

End scene:

Bobby: I cannot believe that you did that?! *Cassey giggled* I was impressed and grossed out at the time.

Cassey: I know I was a bit surprised by it myself?! *She giggled some more* But why did you say that, anyway?

Bobby: Say what?

Cassey: That I would never guess what you guy’s did at the Villa? Did you really think that or were you just taunting me?

Bobby: Cassey, Babe, Lass, I was taunting and teasing you the whole time at the dinner table. Why else do you think I was making all those comments about you and Henrik?

Cassey: So… that was all just to get my attention?

Bobby: Yeah, basically…? *Cassey giggled, again*

Cassey: You’re so silly. *she snuggled up with him*

They continue watching…

After Elisa wanted to know more about the pirate play. Bobby started to speak in a pirate voice and told the boys tale all the other lad’s played along. Then he told that they started off messing around and playing pirates in the pool to talking about who the boys wanted to end up with in the Villa and also see dating on the outside. After some more chatting. A phone buzzed. Cassey got a text it about a recoupling. Everyone got excited, Henrik pointed a Cassey. And Hope told everyone that she’s ready for it. Bobby was teasing her about it. He gave her a hug, while looking in Cassey’s direction, she blushed.

Everyone started to clear. Bobby hung back with Cassey and asked if they could chat for a bit. Bobby and Cassey walked up to the roof terrace and sit close to each other.

Scene:

Cassey: Do you remember when I said I wasn’t sure if you liked me and that I find you hard to read sometimes *Bobby nodded* and you, compared me to a lemon square?

Bobby: It was a lemon drizzle cake, but go on?

Cassey: Well, my minds changed since then… *she blushed*

Bobby: So, you find me harder to read? *Cassey elbows Bobby in the arm*

Cassey: Nooo…. Actually I don’t find you hard to at all anymore. I feel like we’re pretty solid.

Bobby: Yeah me too.

Bobby tried to pull away but Cassey held him even tighter. She whispered in his ear

Cassey: Not yet.

Bobby: Not yet? Alright then. *He buried his face in her hair, after a while he spoke again* Cassey, I as much as I like cuddling with you, I think we really should head back inside. If we stay any longer people are going to wonder where we are and send out a search party for us. *He chuckled*

Cassey: I guess you’re right *she sighed and pulled away slowly booping her nose against his*

Cassey: We really should get back inside now.

Bobby: Disappointing, but you’re right.

Cassey: Disappointing? You’re the one who initiated it first?

Bobby: I know, it’s still disappointing. *Cassey giggled softly and leaned her head against his shoulder, Bobby wrapped an arm around her and kissed the top of her head* You go a head, I’ll come in separately, in a minute.

Cassey: Okay… *she stood up and headed inside, she stopped and turned to Bobby who’s smiling at her* goodnight, Bobby. *she blushed and headed back inside. Bobby sat back with big grin on his face*

It cuts to a bit where you see Cassey walking over the the dressing room with her hands against her heart. She went into the dressing room, closed the door behind her. She’s smiling from ear to ear and did a little twirl throwing her hands in the air and sat down to remove her makeup all smiling while doing so.

End scene:

Bobby: Haha, that was adorable! *he cuddled her* were you dancing because of me?

Cassey: Of course! Bobby, when I finally got to kiss you again I really did not want to let go.

Bobby: I know it took you quite a while to let go of me. Not that I minded. They didn’t really showed much of me but you could see that I also had a huge grin on my face when you left right before they cut to you bit. Which I can understand because watching you is a lot more entertaining! *Cassey gave Bobby a playful shove*

Cassey: Stop it! *she blushed*

Bobby: What it’s true. Look at you dancing. And that’s all because of me. *he smiled at the screen with sparkles in his eyes, he turned his attention back to cassey* shall we watch one more, before we got to bed?

Cassey: We’re already in bed, Bobby.

Bobby: You know what I mean. Before we got to sleep then? *Cassey giggled*

Cassey: Alright, but let’s clean this up first and get ourselves ready for bed.

Cassey and Bobby tidied up and got ready for bed. They snuggled up together again in their pj’s and watched one more episode of Love Island before they go to sleep.

Episode 22

The episode starts off in the bedroom the Islanders are all starting to wake up and chatting with each other. Bobby suggested to have breakfast in bed since it was going t be the last day with everyone together. Lottie offered to take stuff up to the bedroom and Bobby wanted to help to. He asked Cassey what she’d like and she said she wanted croissants for breakfast. Lottie and Bobby went over to the kitchen and brought the stuff over to the bedroom while the other’s got themselves ready. A few moments later Bobby and Lottie are handing out the food. Bobby came over and sat down on Cassey’s bed next her. He handed her a small plate with a croissant and some jam, he asked her if she minded him sitting next to her.

Scene:

Bobby: Mind if I sit here?

Cassey: Only if feed me. *she said cheekily*

Bobby: You’re a demanding costumer, aren’t you? *he laughed* Alright, hold still…

Bobby smeared some jam on the croissant and hold’s it for Cassey, she leaned in to take a bite but has her eyes closed and instead of the croissant, Cassey has Bobby’s finger in her mouth. Both of them are a bit surprised by Cassey’s action. Bobby turned pinked but Cassey kept her cool by running her teeth across his skin. Bobby is stunned but can’t hide the excitement sparkling in his eyes.

Cassey: Hmm, delicious. *she said while licking her lips*

Bobby: I’m glad you think so. *he grinned*

Bobby and Cassey’s flirty moment got interrupted by Chelsea

Chelsea: Oh my god, you two! Get a room! *she teased*

Apparently everyone has been watching Cassey and Bobby’s flirty moment as well.

Bobby: We’re just messing around. There’s nothing… Inappropriate about it.

Chelsea: Then why are you blushing, babes? *she teased again and made Bobby blush even more*

Bobby: Uhm… who else hasn’t had their breakfast yet?

Bobby got up and started handing out food. Chelsea cover her mouth to hide her giggle.

End scene:

Cassey: That was so cute! I really couldn’t take my eyes off you then. I thought you were so cute when you blushed because everyone else was watching us… *she snuggled him*

Bobby: Yeah… I mean I could’ve done without the audience… but looking back at us we are an adorable couple. So it’s not surprise that people would want to watch us? *Cassey giggled*

They continue watching…

The islanders are chatting with each other and talking about their hobbies. Cassey chimed in and said that she’d love to bake with Bobby sometime. Then Hope, Chelsea and Marisol said that they’d like to do that too. Cassey got an annoyed look on her face when she heard the others say that. And got even more annoyed when Bobby told them ‘there was plenty of sugar to go around’

Bobby: Look at your face, you did not like it when I said that did you?

Cassey: Of course not! We were having a really nice moment and then you said that! But so was more annoyed when Hope, Chelsea and Marisol also wanted to bake with you. I was talking about a private baking session not a workshop?! *She crossed her arms in a huff, Bobby grinned and wrapped and arm around Cassey*

Bobby: Ahw Lass. We can have a private baking session whenever you want to. But you can’t deny that it would be fun if we baked with everyone, you remember that cake decorating challenge, and how much fun we all had?

Cassey: That was really fun.

Bobby: And you know, that I’m only joking when I say those things, right? You know, I like the attention. But even with all the attention from those other girls, I will always, only have eyes for you. *He squeezed her and kissed her cheek*

Cassey: Always? *She smirked*

Bobby: Always! *he smiled back*

They continue watching…

Bobby went down to the kitchen to see if there was anymore croissants and Henrik joined him. They didn’t find any.

Scene:

Bobby: I guess, we ate it all? Looks like everything is gone.

Henrik: Yep seems like it? *he stared at Bobby and stayed quiet for a bit* Bobby I want you to know that I won’t be picking Cassey tonight. *Bobby raised both his eyebrows in surprise* Cassey asked me this morning, not to pick her, because she wants to be with you.

Bobby: Really?! Cassey said that?

Henrik: Yes. It’s no use for me to go after her, she made it pretty clear that she doesn’t want to be with me. Especially after your breakfast moment with her.

Bobby: Thanks. I really appreciate it. Have you thought about who you might be picking tonight?

Henrik: Uhm no, not really? I thought about the new girls. But Jo is more into Rahim and Elisa is a bit too glamorous for me, I think.

Noah: What about Chelsea? *Noah just walked into the kitchen* Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt, I just over heard you two talking about the recoupling. But anyway, Chelsea, she’s pretty into you I think?

Bobby: I think she is, too? She told me that the other day.

Henrik looked at the two boys.

Henrik: Chelsea, huh? She is pretty fun. I guess I could give it a shot?

Bobby: What about you Noah? Who are you going to pick tonight? *He teased him, Noah grabbed Bobby and held him in a headlock*

Noah: I think you already know that? *And he gave Bobby a noogie*

Bobby: Alright, alright. Watch the hair! *He wormed him out of Noah’s hold* Where’s Hope anyway?

Noah: She’s still in the bedroom chatting with Cassey I think? Well she said she was going to chat with her? *Bobby looked thoughtfully at Noah* Anyway I’m going to take a dip in the pool. You guy’s coming?

The boys all went over to the pool.

End scene:

Cassey: Aha so that’s what happened?

They continue watching…

Back at the bedroom all the other islanders have left Hope walked over to Cassey’s bed and sat next to her.

Scene:

Hope: So! The recoupling is tonight are you excited?

Cassey: I am!

Hope: Have you thought about who you want to pick you? *Cassey raised an eyebrow*

Cassey: Are you seriously asking me that? *Hope just blinked at her* Bobby, of course! *Hope smiled at her*

Hope: Of course I know that, hun. But does he know, you want him to pick you?

Cassey: Well, I’d think our little breakfast moment made that pretty obvious?

Hope: Cassey, you know that boy needs more reassurance than that? You need to be direct with him. *She has a cheeky grin on her face* Why don’t we got tell him right now?! *she said with a big smile*

Cassey: What?

Before Cassey could say anything else Hope already ran off.

End scene:

Bobby: I’m not that clueless!

Cassey: But she was right about the reassurance part?

Bobby: Well, I’m sorry that I was actually looking for love?!

They continue watching…

It’s the part where Hope approached Bobby and told him that Cassey wanted him to pick her at the recoupling.

Scene:

Hope: Hey, Bobby! Guess what!

Bobby: What?

Hope: Cassey was just telling me… *she looked over at Cassey who was walking over to her* Cassey wants you to choose her at the recoupling tonight! *Cassey facepalmed and Bobby looked over at her*

Bobby: I thought so. But thanks for the confirmation.

Hope: I’ll leave you two to talk. *she puts a hand on Cassey shoulder and gave her a wink before walking off*

Cassey gave a sarcastic smile at Hope and rolled her eyes when she wasn’t looking. Bobby looked at Cassey and she smiled awkwardly at him.

Bobby: So, we should probably talk about this. *Cassey nodded and sits down on her knees beside him* Are you sure this is what you really want? This might be one of our last chances to recouple before we all have to go home. It’s a big decision and I don’t think we should rush it. Am I really the one you’re after? You didn’t just pulled my name out of a hat and say ‘he’ll do’?

Cassey: Oh my god, Bobby! How many times do I have to tell you! That YOU are the only boy! In this god damn Villa, that I like?! I like you so much! I want to shout it from the rooftop!!

Bobby: Really? That’s a bit dangerous don’t you think?

Cassey: Oh, shut up. *she gave him a little shove* But again. There is only one person I want to pick me tonight, and it’s you.

Bobby: Good, because there’s only one girl that I want to pick tonight, and it’s you. As long as you’re as serious about this as I am. *Cassey looked confused at him* Do you think we can go the distance?

Cassey: What do you mean?

Bobby: Well, it’s one thing to like someone in here, but will that carry over to a proper relationship on the outside? I mean, you’re probably the most fun, outgoing girl, I know. And I could do with more of that energy in my life. *Cassey smiled at him* So, if I pick you tonight, am I just picking you for tonight? Or is there a future for us? *Cassey adjusted her legs and sat next to Bobby, her face turned serious*

Cassey: Well in all honesty… I don’t know? *She held up her shoulders, Bobby looked a bit down when she said that* But. *she gave him a little nudge* I am more than willing to find out? *she winked*

Bobby: I see. *He leaned back on the grass and squinted his eyes against the sun* I’m glad you came to talk to me, Cassey. I’m going to pick you tonight for sure.

Cassey: Yeah? *she smiled*

Bobby: Yeah! Actually I can’t wait. You’ll be there, looking all beautiful as always. And I’ll be like ‘I choose, Cassey!’ And then will officially be a couple, again! *Cassey got so excited that she threw her arms around Bobby’s waist, who slipped off his elbows onto his back laughing in surprise* Careful!

Cassey: I can’t help it I’m just excited to finally get the guy I wanted!

Bobby: I’m not a flipping handbag! But I’m happy too. *he kissed Cassey gently on the lips, she giggled and sat up*

Cassey: I’ll have you know, that I take very good care of my handbags. *She winked at him*

Bobby: I can wait for tonight *he beamed at her*

End scene:

Bobby: When you said that about your handbag I had no idea you were talking about your fancy ysl handbag. *Cassey giggled*

Cassey: But it’s true! I bought that handbag last year for my birthday with the money I earned and when I buy a handbag it’s one for life especially when it cost me an arm and a leg! *Bobby chuckled and cuddled Cassey*

They continue watching…

Cassey walked over to Hope who’s sitting with Noah by the beanbags they’re talking about the recoupling and Hope’s nail polish. Noah got a text one girl will be chosen by the public who gets to choose first. Everyone started to head inside to get ready. Except Bobby, he held Cassey back. He asked how she was feeling, she told him she was excited then Bobby hugged her before they also went inside.

They’re now watching the recoupling scene.

Scene:

Everyone has gathered around the fire pit. The girls are standing opposite the boys. A phone dings Graham stood up and read the text out loud. The public has chosen Marisol who got to pick first. She picked Graham. Then after her one by one the boys picked the girl they wanted to couple up with. Bobby was the last boy to pick…

He turned to face Cassey with outstretched arms. Cassey couldn’t hold in her excitement and pulled him in for a hug. Bobby held Cassey really tight and planted a kiss on her forehead. They both walked over to bench holding hands and sat down. Bobby puts his arm around Cassey’s waist giving her a comforting squeeze.

End scene:

Cassey: I was so so happy to back with you again. You held my hand so tight like you wouldn’t let go.

Bobby: that’s because I didn’t want to. I just wished I wasn’t the last one to pick, you know?

Cassey: I know, but even if you didn’t went last two people would’ve still have gone home?

Bobby: I know… but now it was because of me.

Cassey: Would you’ve felt better if I went with them?

Bobby: What? Absolutely not! You heard me, no matter what I would always pick you. *He held her really tight, Cassey giggled*

They continue watching…

The islanders said goodbye to Elisa and Shannon. Afterwards everyone went about their evening. Bobby was in the kitchen with a couple islanders.

Cassey walked over to Noah and Ibrahim sitting over by the day beds, asking if they wanted anything to drink. The two were chatting about something. Before Cassey interrupted them. Ibrahim offered to get the drinks instead. He walked off leaving Cassey and Noah alone.

Scene:

Cassey: What’s up with him?

Noah: Uh… That’s not really my place to say. You’ll find out soon enough. Sooo… You and Bobby, Huh?

Cassey: Yeah…?

Noah: I think you’re cute together. Are you happy you two are a couple again?

Cassey: Oh, I am, over the moon! *she sat down next to Noah* I’m so happy to with him again! *she squealed*

Noah: That’s great! I’m so happy for you both. Man, when you started saying ‘I’m over the moon,’ I thought you were going to say ‘I’m over, Bobby.’

Cassey: What?! Oh my gosh, I could never! I love that guy! *collapsed herself on the daybed holding her hands to her heart*

Noah: You love him? Wow! That’s even bigger than Rahim’s thing. *Cassey shoots up with sudden realisation*

Cassey: Oh my god! Please don’t tell anyone I just said?! *she grabbed Noah sleeve* Especially not Bobby! *She looked at him with hysterical eyes, Noah held his hand over Cassey’s loosening her grip*

Noah: Cassey, don’t worry, you’re secret’s save with me. *he smiled reassuringly at her*

Cassey: You also, can’t tell Hope! I’m afraid that, if she knows she’s going to tell him for me, like she did this morning when I wanted him to pick me… *She said rolling her eyes*

Noah: I promise, I won’t tell anyone alright?

Cassey: Pinky promise?

Noah: Pinky promise. *they locked pinkie’s* Sooo… I won’t tell him, but are you… going to tell him?

Cassey: Oh god no! *She scoffed*

Noah: Why not?

Cassey: Because, I don’t know if he feels the same way? I’m just going to wait until he says it first.

Noah: Alright, but I still think you should tell him.

Cassey nudged Noah because she saw Bobby walking over with three glasses in his hands.

Bobby: Tell him what?

Noah: Oh? Uh… nothing. *Cassey saw that Noah was struggling and started to change the subject*

Cassey: Bobby, I thought Rahim was getting drinks for us.

Bobby: I know, but I offered to do it for him. And I just needed and excuse to see Cassey. *Winked at her, she blushed. Bobby handed out the drinks and sat down next to Cassey and gave a kiss on the cheek* Cheers!

Noah: What should we toast to?

Cassey: Me and Bobby? Because we’re finally back together? *She leaned against Bobby and he smiled * Or maybe you and Hope? Because, you know, you two are also finally back together? Or…? Maybe this dress I’m wearing, ‘cause of all fringe? Look at it! *she stood up and shook her body around* It’s so fringy! *the boys laughed at Cassey’s silliness*

Noah: How about we toast to all of the above?

Bobby: To all of the above!! *They held their glasses up and clinked them together*

All three of them: CHEERS!!!

Noah: It getting pretty late.

Cassey: Yeah, I guess I’ll be heading to bed soon.

Bobby: Actually, I was going to suggest… Cassey, do you want to come up to the roof terrace with me? For a bit of quiet time. Just the two of us?

Cassey: Sure.

Bobby: Great. *he grinned*

Noah: Have fun, you two. *he teased*

Cassey and Bobby walked off.

End scene:

Bobby: Wow! I can’t believe how crazy you acted against Noah, do you see the terror in his eyes when you grabbed his jacket? *He laughed out loud*

Cassey: It’s not funny I look like a maniac! Oh… *she held her hand in front of her face*

Bobby: Ahw… It’s not that bad. Look they’re showing our bit on the roof terrace. *He said with a big smile*

Cassey: You mean the bit where we did bit’s? *she teased*

Bobby: I think I did the most “bits”? But sure… *Cassey giggled*

They continue watching…

They’re watching the scene where Bobby and Cassey are up on the roof terrace.

Scene:

Bobby made a bit of small talk to calm his nerves a bit. A breeze of wind pick up Cassey’s hair, a loose strand blew in Bobby’s face he laughed amd tucked it behind her ear. His hand lingered in her cheek, she kissed him. He smiled and puts and arm around her waist. He then straddled her pushing her gently back, he lowered his face to her neck nibbling on her earlobe. She giggled and told him ‘that tickled’. She turned her face to kiss Bobby. She pressed up onto her elbows raising her chest against his, he collapsed on top of her, they giggled and kissed again. Bobby started to lower himself more and more. Luckily for the two. The camera was angled in a way that you couldn’t see what Bobby was doing. But you could clearly tell by the look on Cassey’s face, what he was doing. After a while, Bobby sat down next to Cassey. They talked for a bit before heading back inside.

End scene:

Cassey: Oh my god! I can’t believe they showed that?! *she groaned* Why does my cum face look so horrible?! *she groaned again*

Bobby: What are you talking about? I think you’re cum face is incredibly sexy! And now the whole world can se that too. *he teased and giggled*

Cassey: That is not funny! It’s embarrassing! *She blushed*

Bobby: Oh well, You should be lucky that we didn’t lie the other way?

Cassey: I think I’d prefer it if they were showing you going down on me, at least you can’t see my face then… *She huffed*

Bobby: Oh Lass… *he pulled her into a cuddle* we can’t change it now, anyway you should just embrace it. *He kissed the top of her head* And you kept it really it classy. I mean, you’re not rolling your eyes back in your head like you normally do? *He teased, Cassey looked shocked at Bobby and she pinched his nipple* Ouch! *He rubbed his nipple and giggled*

Cassey: I do not do that!

Bobby: Fine. But you didn’t have to rip my nip aff?!

Cassey: You deserved it! *she looked annoyed at him*

Bobby: Come, here you. *Bobby pulled Cassey back into cuddle* You know I’m only joking with you, right?

Cassey: Well, it wasn’t that funny… *she huffed*

Bobby: Hey. *He nudged her* Hey, look at me, Lass? *she looked up at Bobby* I love you. *He smiled at her, She tried to hide hers* I saw that. I love you *he said again and kissed her on the lips* I love you. *he kept repeating after every kiss, until she finally said it back*

Cassey: I love you too. *she said softly and wrapped her arms around Bobby’s neck and kissed him more intensely* I love you so much. *she whispered and cuddled him*

Bobby: I love you more. * He whispered back and started to kiss Cassey’s neck and trailed downwards until he was between her legs* Let’s see if we can recreate that scene. *He winked, After a while he got back up, lied next to Cassey* I really can’t wait for to finally live with me. *he said excitedly*

Bobby and Cassey cuddled each other until they fell asleep.

To be continued…

#litg bobby #love island the game #fanfic #litg fanfic #litg s2 #head canon #there will be more #to be continued #cringe #litg lottie #litg gary #litg chelsea #litg henrik #litg noah #litg hope #litg ibrahim #litg shannon

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Werewolf AU - Part 3

“Your AA coordinator called me. And then your therapist.”

Chase can't really make eye contact with him as he says this. Dammit, he knew they would all ring up the only local werewolf rehabilitator the second he stopped showing.

“Who even told them I got turned?” he grouches, shifting in his seat.

“Probably the courts, Chase. They're hyper-observant about new wolves. What stopped you from going, man? I thought you liked your therapist, at least.”

“I don't want anyone to see me right now,” he mutters. “Feel like they can't help me now anyway.”

“Whether or not that's true, you have to complete the programs for custody court, don't you? Isn't seeing the kids still your goal?”

Chase curls his hands around his arms, mouth drawn.

They're sitting out front of Sean's office for their one-on-one before class, watching the cars zip by. And no, he doesn't want to chase them – although, to be completely fair, he's been feeling kind of desperate to go racing after anything these last few days. He must be cooped up. Not going anywhere for five days can do that.

Or being a werewolf. It's one of those two.

“I just don't like the way everybody looks at me, now,” he confesses. “How am I supposed to get group support in AA when everybody's staring at me like a freak?”

“Some of them must be nice. Surely.”

“None that I've heard from. Everybody just ignores me. It's like I'm not even a person anymore.”

“Aw, brother.”

Sean gets up just to lean down and hug him. Chase sighs and squeezes him gently back, setting his head on his shoulder.

“You've not been drinking though,” Sean says proudly. “That's great.”

Chase's stomach turns. Yeah, he's not been drinking. Instead, he cuddles up with that stupid scrap of fabric and pretends he's a goddamn prisoner again. Leave it to him to find the one thing more pathetic than getting repeatedly blackout drunk for his new hobby.

He needs to just give that scrap to the police. He knows that. He's known that from the first time he hid it against his body in the hospital, swearing he had nothing else from the crime scene, and that he couldn't recall very well what the other wolf smelled like, except something electric. He knows the police don't always work werewolf cases very well, but he has heard of them hiring werewolf PIs just to track a scent across the city and catch a perp. Maybe that could happen if he would just hand the thing over.

But he hasn't been able to bring himself to do it yet.

“I'll tell the court about your AA, ask to have that on hold until you complete this program.”

“Oh, Sean, please, that would be awesome.”

“There are conditions! You gotta keep going to therapy. Try it with your current one a little while, and if you really feel like the relationship's broken, I'll help you find someone who works well with wolves. And if I smell a whiff of alcohol on you, I gotta tell the judge in my report. I won't like doing it, but I will, Chase, seriously.”

“I'm dead serious about staying sober, man, I swear.”

“Okay. Then don't worry about AA, but you better go see the shrink. Gotta prioritize getting better, alright, dude?”

He hears something slide above them, and the smell of lemon hits him from meters away as he looks up to see the other new wolf poking his head out of the window of Sean's living space.

“I'm making coffee. Do you both want some?”

“It's like six in the evening,” laughs Chase.

“We're pretty nocturnal around here,” Sean shrugs, at the same time as the upstairs wolf shouts, “And what's it to you?”

“Fine, then, I'd love some,” says Chase.

“Me too,” calls Sean.

Henrik grunts and pulls his head back inside, closing the window behind him.

“He looks better.”

Sean grins. “I think he's healing pretty well. The anxiety over all the wolf stuff is his biggest issue now.”

Chase gets that.

“It is like six, though.” Sean looks at the pavement and towards the other side of the house. “Let's go inside and see if Jackie and Marv are waiting.”

They head inside, but the office is quiet. Henrik's coming downstairs with three mugs delicately in hand by the time Marvin pushes in the door. He's not scowling or sulking this time, but Chase can't help but think he looks a little gaunt. Sean must think it too.

“Marv, you okay?” he asks, sitting up.

“What? Yeah.” Marvin looks around at the three of them, unsure of himself in a way he wasn't last week. “How're you?”

“Good. We were waiting for the pair of you. Where's Jackie?”

Marvin's scent poisons with alarm so fast it makes Chase nervous too, shrinking down in his chair.

“He's not here?”

“Do you see him?”

Marvin turns and looks out into the alley like he's waiting for Jackie to appear from thin air, but there's nobody there.

“Marv,” says Sean flatly.

Marvin whips back around.

“I definitely did not get in a big fight with him in the five days since our last meeting.”

Sean mutters something that's either a curse or a prayer under his breath. There's a terse pause as he gazes at the floor for a moment, teething at his bottom lip.

“It's not worth yelling about,” he growls finally. “You know you fucked up.”

“But he – ”

“Marvin, don't finish that sentence unless Jackie's actually in the wrong.”

Marvin stares at him, blinking. He doesn't finish the sentence. After a second, he seems to deflate like a bouncy house, shoulders slumping.

“I thought he would still come,” he says unhappily.

Sean beckons him inside. “He doesn't have to be here. Sit down, let's have some coffee.”

They drink coffee and Sean – after a ramble about how good the body of the coffee is, whatever that means – starts talking about the transformation from human form to wolf form, which Chase supposes they have to get ready for, since the full moon will no doubt come faster than they know.

“It's painful?” asks Henrik, hunched in on himself in the couch with his head drawn back like he could turn into a turtle more easily than a wolf.

“It's only painful when it's forced,” says Sean patiently. “If you're not ready for the full moon, it can hurt bad to shift. But when you control your transformation, it isn't painful. It's very hot, like you're suddenly molten, and I've heard turned wolves describe it as feeling really weird, but to us, it's just another way of being. And eventually, it will be for you too.”

Chase hides in his mug for a second, sipping at his drink. Right... he's not sure he's buying the idea that it can possibly not be painful. The first time, with that wolf, the one who turned him... yeah. Yeah, that hurt. But it's true that he wasn't in control. He didn't have a choice at all, didn't even know what he was doing. He thought his bones were snapping in half. The memory almost makes his eyes water.

It didn't get much better once he did turn. He was already so panicked as a human, and then as a dog – well. That's how he ended up whimpering for that other wolf to comfort him, so far out of his mind with new instincts and pain and fear that he couldn't cling to anything else. Henrik turns to look at him on the couch, blinking, and Chase realizes he must smell like nervousness again. He tries to focus back into whatever Sean's saying, savoring the grounding heat of his coffee.

“I can't explain how very well,” Sean admits. “It's instinctual. But I will help you get in the right headspace if I can. So! Let's go try it out. There's a wolf-friendly park about five minutes down the way.”

“Wait, tonight?” Chase laughs incredulously. “Um. It's barely the half-moon.”

“Don't need the moon to shift. She's just there to make sure you're doing it at least once a month.”

He thinks his jaw has actually fallen open. He feels Henrik turn to look at him and Chase looks back immediately, exchanging a startled look with him. Thank God he's not the only newbie here.

“Sean, I'm not shifting tonight,” Henrik says, voice tripping over itself. “I'm not well. My shoulder is still bad, and – ”

“You haven't shifted at all yet, huh, Schneep?”

The doctor shakes his head quickly. “No. I'm not up for it. During the full moon, we can do it then.”

“No way. My job is to get you ready for the full moon so it doesn't hurt, man. Come on, the both of you! To the park! Marv, you ready for a run?”

“Desperate for one,” Marvin admits, sitting forward in what might be the first hint of excitement Chase has ever seen from him.

“Are we actually doing this?” Chase gapes, clinging to his chair for a second. Sean growls playfully and advances on him, snapping a pretend bite at his neck before grabbing his hands and pulling him up.

“Yep! Come on, being a wolf doesn't sound cool as fuck to you two?”

“Sean,” comes the doctor's voice again, terse. “I am not doing this.”

“We're at least going to the park. Good to know your safe spaces in this town. Come on.”

Chase slinks towards the door, giving the outside world a cautious sniff before following Marvin into the fresh air. Henrik hasn't followed, though.

“What's his deal?” asks Marvin dryly.

Chase glances at him askew. “I haven't spent any more time with him than you. But can you blame him if he's nervous? Not like we asked for this.”

Marvin shrugs. “Nope. But he'll have to come to terms with it at some point.”

Sean is talking to Henrik inside, but the doctor hasn't gotten up from his chair. Finally, there's a change in Sean's voice.

“Henrik. We're going, now. Come.”

Henrik actually whimpers. Sean's there a second later, hooking his arm around his shoulders as he gets him up and out the door. The new wolf really does look like a dog with his tail between his legs in that moment, and Chase has nothing but sympathy for him.

The walk to the park is quiet, Sean keeping his arm wrapped around Henrik, who doesn't pull away. He doesn't seem less nervous by the time they make it, though.

Chase is kind of delighted by the park, despite his expectations. He's always known there were werewolf-specific parks, but he's never been to one. He's all for everybody sharing spaces, but somehow the places where the wolves run had always sounded like places that were meant to be just for them, and he didn't encroach on that. Besides, most parks just look like little sections of forest left alone wherever they've survived.

Something's different about it now that he's a wolf, though. It smells good around here, all grassy and fresh, but also somehow just open, warm, safe. There are lots of smells of other wolves, and he's gripped so ferociously by the need to go rub his back against some of the trees that he's actually moving towards them before he realizes what he's doing. It's not a completely unique instinct for him by now – embarrassingly, he's been finding himself rubbing his face into his mattress and blankets with increasing frequency. Sometimes he even just sort of shoves against his walls, spreading something intangible and purely his against his house, his space, his territory. Luckily no instincts to pee or anything weird. Oh, boy, will that happen? Probably not, right? Maybe he'll ask Sean, to be sure.

He confuses himself so much, these days.

There's also a very large NO DOGS ALLOWED sign, which is making him giggle. He points to it and looks at Marvin.

“Yeah, very funny now,” Marvin says. “Wait until somebody brings a real dog too close to you and you find yourself growling at Sparky and Clifford like they're challenging your territory.”

Chase clears his throat and stops laughing. He checks out the little area they're in while Sean continues to talk with the other new wolf, but a few minutes pass, and now Henrik's scent is so anxious it's making Chase physically sick. It makes him feel like there's something crawling up his back, and he finds himself pacing and shaking his head and shoulders like he can get the bad feeling off. He needs to run, suddenly, or to rub up against the trees like he wanted to before, or to circle around Sean and Henrik until that smell stops.

He realizes Marvin is watching him curiously, but Chase doesn't have the presence of mind to stop acting weird. When he catches Marvin's gaze, though, the wolf just gives him a smile, and a moment later, a smell like smoke and comfort drifts from his direction, soothing and sure of itself. Chase stops pacing and blinks at him. He's about to say something when he hears Sean give a low sigh.

“Okay, man, okay,” he acquiesces, clapping Henrik's shoulder. “Not today, then. We'll work on it some more in our one-on-one.”

“Or never?” offers Henrik.

Sean finally laughs again, shaking his head. “My poor guy.”

He leaves it there, stepping towards Marvin and Chase. “How about you, Chase? Ready to shift again?”

No. But if Henrik's really not up for it, he feels like he has to cover for him, somehow.

“Okay,” he says, albeit reluctantly.

“Marv,” Sean calls. “Stick with the doc, okay?”

“What? Sean, I want to run!”

“Dude, you can run anytime. I need to help Chase and I am not leaving Schneep alone in the park with a bunch of strange wolves running around.”

“Cause he'll cry?”

“Watch it, Marv.” Sean raises his eyebrows. “Dude. Make an effort with him. Go.”

“Fine,” sulks Marvin, and Chase gives him an uncertain wave goodbye as Sean takes left down the path that goes around the park, and Marvin and Henrik go right.

“Ready?” asks Sean.

“Like, now, now?” squeaks Chase.

“Take your shirt off if you don't want it to tear.”

Chase swears on repeat, pulling his shirt off, and Sean does the same. “I – like, I'm doing this, right now? You didn't tell me how!”

“You'll know! It's instinct.” Sean strips his pants off as well, and Chase looks away, embarrassed. “We're just going to start running, and it'll come to you.”

“Running in my fucking boxers through a public park?”

“Americans are so obsessed with nudity. Trust me, no one in this park gives a damn.”

“Okay, I take it back. I can't do this.”

Sean grabs his hand. “You shifted in an abandoned warehouse with nothing but your own fear to cling to, Chase. Out here, there are dozens of pleasant smells, lots of wolves, fresh air, plants everywhere, and two rounded miles of pure fucking freedom. Chase. You can do this. I know you can.”

How many times has he tried to convince himself he could do anything over the past year? Resist another drink, post a video that actually gets views, be a better dad, get Stacy back, survive the night. He's failed on repeat, failed a lot of things this past year. After a while, it started messing with his self-confidence, and that's when everything fell apart: when he had to stop posting completely and vanished from the internet, when he spiraled with the alcohol, when they went to court for the first time and he could barely keep it together.

What if he can't do this, either? What if it's all just words, and this will be the final failure: he can't control the lycanthropy, so he can't see the kids, so he can't go on.

“I'm just asking you to try,” Sean continues, and he's closer, now, holding Chase's hand. The warm smell of him is such a comfort, and Chase wonders if this is how Sean got to be doing the work he does: if he's just such a naturally reassuring person that he found himself helping everyone he could, because sometimes, it feels like he's the only one who can. “If it doesn't work out, we'll keep trying, until we get it right. I won't let you fail, Chase.”

So maybe he can't really trust himself. But Sean – this wolf he met only a month ago, this wolf who held his hand in the hospital before he even knew his name – he trusts Sean.

“Alright,” he says. “Let's do this.”

Before he can change his mind, Sean yanks him forward, and they're running into the trees. Chase lets out a breathless laugh despite himself, sprinting along after him half-naked in his stupid Nike's and boxers, branches cracking beneath their feet.

They run.

It does feel like freedom. And when Sean breaks his grip on his hand and his body changes, it's so natural for him that he doesn't even break his run before the man disappears, and a brown wolf with red hints is loping in front of Chase like nothing has changed.

Chase's heartrate is up; his eyes are torn between where he's stepping and the wolf in front of him, the closest he's ever seen a shifted werewolf other than the one who turned him. It doesn't feel scary like it did then. It feels... familiar, in a way. Like coming home to somewhere he's never been before.

He realizes he's shifting once it's already halfway done. It doesn't hurt or scare him. Even his shoes and boxers are just sort of kicked off, undramatic, and he crashes onto his side, but that doesn't hurt either.

He's different.

Sean circles back towards him, tongue lolling from his mouth. Chase sits up in the underbrush, blinking.

He knows these paws, the same ones that scrabbled at the floor of the warehouse as he whined and struggled, crying in low whimpers and howls. He knows the new feeling of his spine, the way he arches vertically instead of horizontally, because he remembers bowing to that wolf as he bit at his throat. He knows this fur, because the warmth was his comfort; his own smell was what he clung to.

Now the sun itself seems to have a warm smell, and the trees and grass seem full of good things. His hearing! He's been so focused on his sense of smell since his turn, but now, as a wolf, his rounded ears can pick up on movement for miles. He can hear his own heartbeat, and Sean's too, steady beside him.

Sean barks and nudges him with his head. Chase blinks one more time, pulling himself to his feet.

The world feels new like this.

The world feels... right. Good. Changed, but for the better. He lifts his snout, opening his mouth to let the smell of the park in all the better, and he feels his tail start to wag.

This, he thinks, for the first time since turning into a werewolf, is the coolest shit that has ever happened to me.

And then he's off like a shot, yowling with excitement, and Sean follows after him, barking cheerfully. They run. They run!

The floor of the forest is good, crackling as they move, the smell of everything is good, the sun is good! He leaps at Sean and makes him yelp as he tackles them into the earth, barking instead of laughing as they roll around together, and when Sean snaps at his tail, Chase arfs in mock fear and goes running away from him, letting him chase after, and they run, and run, and run. He hears other wolves, but they all keep their distance in this park, like a mix of instinct and the human love of music is keeping them all in some sort of rhythm with each other, smells curving in and out of each other, sounds ringing through the forest. He runs til he's heaving for air, and even then, he's still leaping and bounding in circles.

If he was a human, he thinks he might be crying with excitement. Why was he scared of this? Why did he let that other wolf make him scared of this?

Some Alpha, he thinks with a sudden ferocity. My pack shouldn't treat me that way.

The thought itself is a victory, sweet as rosemary shrub in the wintertime.

They find their way to a pool of water in the park, a little dirty and undersized for the amount of wolves that use the park, but it's still cool. Chase leaps in, splashing around and letting it soak into his fur, panting. Sean sits down on the bank of the pond and rumbles at him, and Chase knows the sweet smell coming off of him is contentment.

Chase looks at himself in the pool.

It doesn't even feel weird. It doesn't look weird. It doesn't surprise him. This wolf – this person shifted into dusty fur and brown eyes, wearing the face of an animal – this is him.

He just didn't know it until this very moment.

The sun is warm against his fur. Freedom. Not failure, but victory.

It smells like fresh air and soft earth.

He likes it.

#werewolf au #this chapter titled: you guys ready to actually see a wolf?#bee writes

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