#litg elisa

[queen-of-boops]

Meet The Cast

Age: 27

Hometown: Denver, Colorado

Occupation: Professional Skateboarder

Bio: What's up? I'm Jamal and I'm a pro skater. I've got the moves both in and out of the skatepark. I'm here for a good time, not a long time and I'm going to make the most of every opportunity.

Age: 22

Hometown: London, England

Occupation: Influencer

Bio: I'm classy with just the right bit of sassy. Some men find me intimidating, but I'm not going to beat around the bush. If I want something, I'm going to get it and nothing is going to stand in my way.

#litg #litg fanfics #upcoming fic #litg x thth #litg x thth meet the cast #litg elisa #litg jamal

[fox-from-fairytale]

Aawww 😍 look at Fusebox giving us a ✨️ free ✨️ pride bikini while keep making shit routes for the female LIs 😍😍

#i still remember marisol and elisa #i still remember angie coming out as a lesbian and still coupling up with a guy #i still remember spending gems on arlo just for her to not being an option #and i bet chloe is just going to be the same #unavailable #love island the game #litg #litg 2 #litg marisol #litg elisa #litg angie #litg bella #litg chloe #litg arlo #litg dana #litg double trouble #litg season 6 #litg s6 #litg dt

[ariendiel]

How would s2 LIs feel when they date someone who's actually new and inexperienced in their relationship for the first time? Are they gonna end well?

I love these kind of sweet questions, thank you! I think most of them would be fine with dating someone inexperienced, but here are some individual headcanons for you

Bobby – I honestly think he'd quite enjoy being the most experienced in a relationship for once, as he strikes me as one who usually ends up with someone more experienced than him.

Carl – He's probably been in that exact situation himself, so he might be surprised at first and then just smile about it as there's nothing wrong with being inexperienced. I think he'd

Elisa – I think Elisa could get a bit impatient as she doesn't really have time to coddle anyone when living her busy influencer life. Still, if she truly loves them then she'll eventually figure out that she needs to slow down for their sake, and listen.

Gary – He's so experienced it might be overwhelming for MC at first, but if they communicate clearly I think they can work it out together. Gary just needs to learn how to take it slow for a bit.

Henrik – Absolutely doesn't matter to him. Do they want to take it slow? Fine by him. Do they want to learn as much as possible as fast as possible? Also fine. He's so easy going and will just ask them what they want, making sure they're comfortable. No problem at all with him.

Ibrahim – Rahim is a bit complicated as I think he could go either way, but overall he's protective and in some ways traditional. So I think part of him would almost enjoy having an inexperienced partner, who'd learn from and with him.

Jakub – I think he likes the *idea* of an inexperienced partner more than actually having one to be honest. I just think he's too impatient to face the reality of having to take things slow. I'm not a Jakub stan at all though, so I might be biased here lol

Lucas – Definitely fine with it (and maybe a kink of his? I don't know but he's definitely one to be turned on by both getting to teach and being taught). He's got more general commitment issues that might be a problem, but if they can work through those it'll be fine!

Marisol – If she could choose I think she'd prefer someone with more experience, but she won't turn someone down because of it. Love is more about the deeper connection to her, even if s*x is also very important. So yeah, I think if things are made clear from the start that she'd be fine with it (and she'd be a fantastic teacher)

Noah – I think he'd be pretty chill about it. It's basically canon that he loves strong, independent women/people, but that doesn't mean they need to be more romantically experienced than him. As long as the relationship is built on trust and love he'll be happy, and I think it could be confidence building for him too in a way.

#litg s2 #love island the game #litg #litg noah #litg bobby #litg lucas #litg gary #litg henrik #ask #litg carl #litg elisa #litg rahim #litg ibrahim #litg marisol #litg jakub

[ravenadottir]

ok, so the other day my partner and i were talking about characters' names, the context being "oh, some characters don't match the names they were given" and it got me thinking... what would i name the love island characters if i had that power... or what they would name themselves... it gets a little mixed, don't worry about it.

i'm doing this or all seasons, especially the ones i didn't play because... it's fun and i already don't know/care about their grace.

alright, let's begin!

gary - SOLID KYLE, and i say this as a gary stan. he looks like someone who would chug on mountain dew and post those cowboy tik toks showing off his truck. i'm sorry but if you're american you know it's true and it's undeniable. idk what the british equivalent of that is... perhaps gary LOL

ibrahim - chadwick something the third. i remember seeing someone making fun of chadwick boseman (rest in peace) because his name is so white, and by rahim's behavior and way of talking it's giving carlton from 'fresh prince of bel-air. he's a fucking chadwick and you cannot convince me otherwise.

lucas - his father would want to name him fucking archibald because they're filthy rich, but his mom knows better, so she chose lucas. i think it's perfect for him and i wouldn't change it.

henrik - a solid andreas. look at him, he's an andreas! very sweet but still nordic enough to make you wonder.

bobby - probably the day of the week he was born, because if his parents are dumb enough to name him bobby, what would stop them from naming him friday? or maybe the season he was born, spring...

jakub - his name can stay the same because he looks like a jakub, HOWEVER, he would demand everyone to call him by his nickname: white shark

rocco - fernando. and not in the way you say it in english or spanish, but in portuguese. "faer-nã-doo", he would insist because... he's a douche.

graham - a hebrew name that means lovely, so like... jeremiah, or jebediah. probably jebediah. he does not give graham, he gives "catholic mother that is a little too lost in bible lore".

arjun - because he's conceited, (i like him but that smirk is so over-the-top) rahul. every fucking raul or rahul i've ever met was a conceited jerk so... call this based off life experiences.

elijah - it's giving william, maybe willard, even wilford. definitely a nickname that leads you to believe it's william but it's every other name under the sun except for the most common.

kassam is actually perfect, the right amount of exotic vanilla that he disperses.

carl - a nerdy name that wasn't necessarily born in the 40's, so leonard. it's a solid mix between young and old for me, and that's just who carl is. leonard is leo when he's younger, then stays solid for a 30-something-yo, then it's even more solid when you get old. granted, so is carl but i hate that fucking name.

noah - ambrose. um... SHOULD I JUST MOVE ON? it's perfect for him!

felix - (my partner said "lobster" without a second thought and i thought i would share with the class) but to me he looks like a solid martin, although he tries to make a nickname like max catch on, it's not successful.

the s2 girls:

lottie - she probably has a conservative name, like anne marie but lies about it saying she was named after a witch, like piper or sybil. final name would be piper (charmed fans will get it).

hope - viola. i love it, it's simple, small and it can mean so many things depending on what language you speak. in english is a type of violin, but in portuguese it's a type of guitar, and i love that for her. she's a very musical person so that's my name for her.

marisol - she's a solid valentina, the type of name that says a lot about personality. marisol, to me, is such a whimsical name. it doesn't say "intelligent, brave, bold", it says "i sell flowers by the road and wear a dress made out of hemp. also i call my vagina sacred temple." and that's not what homegirl is giving, so definitely valentina.

chelsea - i just hate the name chelsea, despite thinking she looks like one, so i'm naming her summer, because bright, hot, a little out there. everyone named summer (except the girl in The O.C) is a whimsical person, and that's how i feel she is.

hannah - she's a fucking daisy.

shannon - she's giving "my parents gave me the whitest name they could think of but i use a cool nickname" so i'm naming her madison but she calls herself "mad". her parents though? "maddie!"

blake - she's a fully-blown yasmin. it's the type of name that makes you second guess everything you thought about the person because you're not sure where that name is from, or what it means, and that's how i feel about her.

priya - i actually love that name for her, and i don't have as much contact with female indian names to have that... knowledge you know? i like it, keep it.

elisa - beatrice, but she uses "bea" and the bea-hive, because branding. WHY CALLING HER A NAME THAT CANNOT BE USED AS A BRAND, S2 WRITERS???? what was your thought process???

jo - every single girl i've met that is like jo was named angela. girls that will be like "i'll tell you one thing: i don't play games and i don't engage in drama" and baby, that's all they're doing, they're playing games and portraying an angel. fucking angela.

r!hannah - her name is still daisy but she corrects people, wanting to be addressed as "daze", because she's a bad girl now and fucking unbearable.

#litg #love island the game #litg gary #litg bobby #litg lucas #litg henrik #litg carl #litg kassam #litg ibrahim #litg noah #litg jakub #litg lottie #litg rocco #litg hope #litg marisol #litg hannah #litg priya #litg elisa #litg jo #litg blake

[rebelrayne]

I will be posting the results later today, but wanted to put this out first to link it to that post! Below the cut are some of the Islanders that received negative scores and I'd like to invite you to read some/all of the fics so you can see another side of these characters. These are just some of the fics out there, some characters had multiple options and I narrowed it down. I did opt to go the romance route, so no platonic fics or bittersweet endings are listed.

If a fic has an asterisk* next to it, you must have an AO3 account to access and read it.

beloved & beloathed by @willkimurashat (NR) (chaptered)

fight for it by @queen-of-boops (M) (one-shot)

golden thread by @starsarestars (T) (one-shot)

perfectly infuriating by @/queen-of-boops (M) (one-shot)

if not today, maybe tomorrow by @0shewrites0 (E) (chaptered)

proper odd by @whatisreggieshortfor (NR) (one-shot)

clickbait by kiki_the_creator (M) (one-shot)

came for you by @/whatisreggieshortfor (NR) (one-shot)

end game by @/rebelrayne (M) (one-shot)

this momentary blue* by @sparxaf (M) (one-shot)

craft beer and roses by NaturalEcho (E) (chaptered)

finn-esse by @i-boop-you (E) (one-shot)

color coded by @/whatisreggieshortfor (NR) (one-shot)

if you like piña coladas by @mrsbsmooth (T) (one-shot)

superpower by constantrepeat (M) (chaptered)

violet girl* by @throughthejunobush (E) (chaptered)

121°C by @lucas-koh (T) (one-shot)

the other side by @/rebelrayne (T) (one-shot)

image is everything by @/queen-of-boops (M) (one-shot)

drama king by @libelle949 (E) (chaptered)

don't call me baby by @ellegreenwxy (E) (chaptered)

the challenge by @thesepromises (T) (one-shot)

whipped by @/i-boop-you (E) (one-shot)

the colour that you are by @/mrsbsmooth (G) (one-shot)

jealous. by @/rebelrayne (T) (one-shot)

#litg amelia #litg arjun #litg blake #litg eddie #litg elijah #litg elisa #litg felix #litg francis #litg finn #litg graham #litg ibrahim #litg james #litg johnny #litg jakub #litg marshall #litg mason #litg rocco #litg ryan #litg fanfic #litg fic recs #litg #litg poll

[litgpersonalities]

Our favorite gossip sneezer 💅

#litg #love island the game #litg personalities #litg elisa

[beesandfigs-abandoned]

I know FB tried to make her unlikeable or whatever, but idc I LOVE HER 💕💕💕

@vulnerabledime

@janaemiri

#litg elisa #litg #litg s2 #litg fanart #gossip sneezers beware #elisabees #the queen bee is here

[mechadria]

every time I'm not playing s2 i forget how badly written it was. how two dimensional and insufferable lottie is pre-casa, how the guys who like you or the guys the others girls like make no sense... but the worst might be the shannon/jo/ibrahim thing. (i always liked shannon better so that really doesn't help me like jo with ibrahim). the whole kiss problem is written by a toddler like??? he literally admits to us that jo kissed him, and then we have to spend two whole episodes of jo lying about it and shannon running after her and refusing to talk to rahim "before she has all the facts"... why can't we just tell her what he told us???? elisa seeing it is bad enough but he straight up admitted to it??? why do we have to have so much drama about it??? and then elisa??? playing bitch bully for no reason??? the way she went to gossip to chelsea (who she should have known told everyone about gary and lottie kissing, since they always admit to watching the show) instead of telling shannon, confronting ibrahim or keeping it to herself??? talk about creating drama. and then to be awful with chelsea for telling when she was spreading the gossip in the first place??? hours after she got here?? im sorry but i can't muster up a single drop of sympathy for either jo or elisa, i can't stand them at all, and I'm always mad that jo and ibrahim are considered this hit couple and make it so far. he dumps lottie for shannon and then shannon for jo 3 days later and we're supposed to take it all without an explanation, and knowing he never came clean to shannon about it??? talk about ruining a character. there are just constantly the worst plot holes ever, how are people on tumblr better at writing your own plot and characters than you are???

#love island the game #litg s2 #love island the game season 2 #litg #litg ibrahim #litg shannon #litg elisa

[litgreadersroom]

Clickbait by KiKi_the_Creator

Author's tumblr: @adam-memeleri

Rating: Mature

Main relationship: Elisa/MC

Summary: Clicks are power, power is money, and Elisa can’t say no to money. Only her newest financial venture is proving far more stubborn than anticipated, and the clicks might not be worth the hassle. Until they start racking up, and up, and up, and she falls deeper and deeper, just for the ploy to begin falling apart in her hands.

Extra details: Season 2 AU, fake dating

#littg #litg ff #litg fanfic #litg season 2 #litg s2 #litg elisa #litg elisa au #fic feature

[0shewrites0]

A FINE LINE BETWEEN HATE AND LOVE

When her gaze grew dull and her smile faded, Lucas began to realise what his previous actions might have cost him

S2 | Lucas/MC | 7.800+ words | @0shewrites0

summary | What if there was a girl so much like Lucas that everyone automatically assumed they were a match made in heaven? What if that girl trusted Lucas so much, only for him to betray her, bring Blake back from Casa Amor and break her heart?

Samantha hasn't forgiven Lucas, she can't. The pain is still way too raw and her wounds are still fresh. She is back together with Lucas, but things between them aren't what they used to be. And when Elisa shows up and shit hits the fan - what will happen to Samantha and Lucas? Can they find their way back to each other or will they drift apart forever?

genre(s) | Angst. A lot of swearing. Smut (nsfw). A little fluff.

note | Day 20 (Double Trouble) always upsets me a lot, and along with the heartbreak I have to go through because Lucas brings Blake back after Casa Amor, I wanted to have the chance to throw all that frustration and pain at him. Because we never got to do that in the game, and that's a shame.

Read here or on AO3

“Who’s that?”

“No way! New people!”

“Are they boys? Tell me they’re boys!”

Samantha looked up from her scrambled eggs as a tall, glamorous woman walked out of the villa towards the group of islanders gathered in the kitchen. She had flawless skin, shiny hair and even a damn nose ring and was wearing a gold sparkly dress.

“Queens in the Villa! Heeey, everyone! I’m Elisa!”

She gave everyone a perfect, radiant smile and Samantha thought to herself, Wow! She's so stunning!

Another new girl quickly followed behind her and grinned. She was wearing a blood red strapless dress and ridiculously high high heels that showed off her immensely well-shaped legs.

Damn, she looks so fit!

“This is like doing the walk of shame in reverse! I swear I’ve woken up here before. Morning! I’m Jo.”

Both were beautiful in their own right, but the producers couldn't have sent in two more different girls - they were the exact opposite of each other.

Graham and Gary exchanged a look and made a dash over to the girls with Lucas and Bobby following them in hot pursuit.

Samantha raised an eyebrow, Desperate much?

She rolled her eyes, turned back to her scrambled eggs, took a mouthful and closed her eyes, trying to enjoy her breakfast. I'm not going to chase after him, I'm nobody's puppy...

But the boy’s voices were too loud.

“Welcome to the Villa, girls. I’m Graham!”

“And I’m Gary, easy to remember. Graham - average. Gary - hot stuff.”

Elisa's bright voice rang out as she giggled flirtatiously, “Check you lot out! This is what I call a welcome.”

Samantha couldn’t prevent a strange shiver from creeping up her neck. That Elisa was radiating danger somehow, she could sense it. She didn't know what it was yet, but she knew instinctively that Elisa wasn't going to fool around.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the boys leading the girls into the kitchen as Lucas winked at Elisa, “At your service, ladies. Nice to see some new faces.”

Samantha almost choked on her scrambled eggs and quickly disguised it as a cough, but she couldn't believe what she had heard. At your service? Seriously?

She shuddered in disgust. Why are boys always so desperate? I don't remember him saying that to me...ever.

She tilted her head and watched Elisa fix Lucas with a hungry gaze. “You lot are way fitter in person.”

Elisa raised her hand and suddenly Samantha knew why she had had that intuition. She knew exactly what Elisa was up to and the fact that she couldn't do anything about it made her grit her teeth involuntarily. She forced herself to breathe calmly, but inside she was screaming, Please, Lucas, please don't fall for it, you idiot!

Elisa ran her perfectly manicured nail along his jawline and cooed, “Your skin looks amazing!”

As Lucas froze, he fucking froze, Samantha felt anger and disappointment wash over her like a tsunami. She watched as his cheeks flushed about ten shades of crimson and she could hear the blood pumping violently through her ears.

“Even cuter with a bit of colour in your cheeks.”

Elisa just couldn’t stop, could she?

What a fucking bitch to pull a dominatrix when she probably knows exactly how hard it was for Lucas to let go of control with me. And what a fucking idiot for falling for it, I can't believe it.

Lottie glanced at her, her bright green eyes pleading with her to calm down, because apparently everyone could see the angry fumes erupting from Samantha's ears. Everyone except Lucas, of course. Even Gary had torn his gaze away from the newcomers and was now staring at Samantha in bewilderment.

Samantha took a deep breath and struggled to put on an unfazed expression, raising her eyebrow slightly and grinning lopsidedly. Then she completely sugar-coated her voice and turned her gaze to Lucas, who was still standing there completely frozen in time, and asked, “Cat got your tongue?”

When her voice rang out, Lucas snapped out of it and tilted his head in her direction. When his eyes met hers, something happened that she would have never dreamed of. She was aware that her eyes were basically murdering him, and apparently he had seen it too, because he immediately averted his eyes.

But Samantha only waved her hand dismissively and clicked her tongue. “Oh wait! No, I know the answer! If by tongue you mean dick and by cat you mean Elisa, then yes. Right?”

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, but the best part was how Lucas' cheeks flushed again. So violently that she thought he was going to explode into a trillion little pieces, and when he looked up briefly she could see the embarrassment in his eyes. He had understood her, he knew what she was insinuating, and she could see it in his eyes - he was ashamed. Terribly so, in fact. It gave her the satisfaction she needed at that moment.

Samantha just continued to stare at him without blinking once. She wanted him to feel like the asshole he was at that moment. And a wicked grin spread across her face when she noticed Elisa blushing as well.

I knew it! Damn it, I knew it!

Of course Elisa knew what she was talking about. The other islanders around them had gone quiet, watching the drama with bated breath, and in their faces Samantha could see the confusion. But she didn't care at the moment. The right people had picked up on her innuendo and they felt like shit for it. Just as they deserved it.

Scoffing, Samantha turned, sending her long curls flying, and strutted away. But as soon as she entered the cool villa, confidence and satisfaction left her, and what was left was pain.

So much pain.

She thought back to the morning before the girls had been sent to Casa Amor, and how vulnerable Lucas had been towards her. How he had somehow not wanted to let her go. How he had buried his face in her hair and murmured, "Just a little longer." And she remembered how she had tried to relieve the unfamiliar, unaccustomed emotional tension by joking, “Cat got your tongue?” But what he had said was still ringing in her ears, “If by tongue you mean heart and by cat you mean you, then yes.”

She let herself sink to the floor and leaned back against the cold wall. It hurt like hell how much had changed since then. She couldn't forget how it had broken her heart to see him come back with Blake in tow. And nothing had been the same since. The trust was gone. And as much as she didn't want to hurt him, knowing how awful he still felt about ditching her for Blake, today with Elisa had stabbed her in the heart all over again.

Maybe she had overreacted, but judging by the look on his face, she knew she hadn't. Lucas had needed to hear that. Samantha felt tears prick her eyes, almost threatening to roll down her face, but she wouldn’t let herself cry. She had already cried enough because of him. Abruptly, she got up and went into the bathroom to quickly wash her face before heading back out.

By now, everyone had gathered on the lawn by the beanbags, talking, laughing and having fun, and Samantha felt she had to play along. If only to show her face and make her point.

“Right, now we only know how you like your eggs, but what about how you like your men?” She heard Bobby's voice echoing across the lawn.

Even from a distance, she could see Elisa frowning and smiling wryly. And when she said, "There's more to us than the men we fancy, you know?" Samantha had to suppress the urge to laugh out loud.

“I’ll bet there is. So what’s your story?” Lucas asked her and as he was sitting with his back to Samantha, he couldn’t see her walking towards him. Gary, who had noticed her approach, tried to signal Lucas to stop being so overly attentive, but he either didn't seem to take the hint or clearly didn't care. Samantha didn't know which was worse.

“I’ll bet it’s something creative. You’ve got that vibe about you,” he added, oblivious to his surroundings.

When Samantha glanced at Lottie, she could hear her inhale sharply, as if she was afraid of what Sam was about to do. But Sam didn't want to do anything. She didn't want to cause any more drama. She just wanted to show everyone - and especially Elisa - that Lucas was with her. So she squeezed through the islanders chilling on beanbags and made her way to Lucas, where she sat demonstratively on his lap and immediately felt his hands wrapping around her waist. It felt so familiar and comforting that tears came to her eyes again. But she blinked quickly and swallowed them down.

“I’m actually a social media influencer. I’ve got my own makeup vlog.” As Elisa spoke, she watched Samantha's every move, and when her eyes fell on Lucas' hands resting on Sam's hips, Elisa's eyes narrowed with envy.

Well, take that, babe. I'm with him. And he'll never give you what he gave me.

Glancing at Lucas, she noticed he was looking at her with raised eyebrows, as if silently asking her if she was okay. But no, no, she wasn't fine. And he could probably tell by how tense her whole body was. Normally she would snuggle against his chest and let him embrace her, wrap her up in his big arms, but not this time. She just couldn't. She wanted to make her point, but she couldn't pretend nothing had happened.

Eventually there was a lull in the conversation and Samantha felt Lucas lightly tap her bare hip. "Can I fill up my water bottle?" he asked, and Samantha heard the question echoing between the lines, "Can we have a chat?"

But she wasn't ready for that yet. So she just shrugged and stood up. Lucas picked up his water bottle and made his way to the kitchen, turning his head once to look at her expectantly, but Samantha was having none of it. She ignored him, dropped back into the beanbag and began examining her nails as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. She felt Elisa's gaze on her, but she was in no mood to talk to her. Ever to talk to her, if she was being completely honest.

Just as Lucas returned from the kitchen with an annoyed look on his face, a phone beeped and Jo called out excitedly, “I’ve got a text!”

“Jo and Elisa, you’ve got some catching up to do. Pick your two favourite boys and get ready for your first dates. #singleandreadytomingle #doubledates”

“Well, this is easy.” Elisa giggled and cocked her head, winking at Lucas. “I pick Lucas and Noah.”

Lucas smiled at her, and for a moment Samantha foolishly wished he would refuse to go. But then he nodded and said, “I’d feel honoured.”

It went straight to her heart - through her heart, actually - and made her bleed inside, and she knew he had done it because he was pissed at her. Even though he had no fucking reason. Even though he was the one who had acted like a total asshole.

Samantha got to her feet, scoffed sarcastically and made her way to the swing bed. She could feel all eyes following her, but she couldn't take it any longer.

Everything had gone so horribly wrong, and it had all started with that bloody Blake. She was so angry with him, so furious that she would have loved to go back and punch him in his stupid fucking handsome face for hurting her so much. She didn't know if he didn't realise what he was doing or if he enjoyed making her jealous, but at this point it wasn't even pure jealousy anymore.

Of course she was jealous. In that she was so much like Lucas. The other islanders even made fun of the fact that Samantha was basically Lucas, just in a female body. That's why they should have been such a good match. And at some point they had! But then it all went wrong, and now they just made out and had sex without ever talking about the freaking elephant in the room.

She knew she was afraid to trust him again, to be so vulnerable again, to be hurt again. Only God knew how afraid she was to admit to herself that she still had feelings for him. Even after everything he had done. He was like a drug she couldn't stop taking. She needed to be near him, needed to feel him touching her, holding her or kissing her to make the voices in her head shut up. She knew it was toxic, but she didn't want to let him go.

Maybe some stupid, irrational, naive part of her still believed there was hope. That they could find what they had lost when they were separated. Because the truth was that they had had something so good. And that realisation brought hot tears to her eyes. Angry tears because she hated how much control he still had over her and how she just let him hurt her like that. And sad tears because she missed how they had been before everything had gone to hell. She missed him and how vulnerable he had once been, and she missed herself. She missed how much she had trusted him and how safe she had felt with him.

Now, whenever she tried to talk to him, he blocked it out by kissing her, because every time he did that, God, did he make her head spin. And he knew it too. And then there were so many moments when she just couldn't muster the courage to open her mouth and tell him how hurt she still was. How many doubts were still floating around in her head and how much she needed that reassurance from him. Because yes, he had apologised, but something still stood between them. It prevented them from going back to the way things had once been.

What if he simply decided to take the easy way out now? What if he chose Elisa and just left everything - including her - behind and moved on? The thought of it choked her throat, made it physically impossible for her to draw in a breath, and panic rose inside her. She fucking needed him. And she couldn't lose him.

But what if it was too late?

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Samantha had strategically avoided anyone who would have wanted to talk to her, because the truth was she didn't want to talk. Not with them. This was between her and Lucas, and even though Elisa was a huge bitch for ambushing him like that and playing with Sam's feelings that she obviously knew so well, this wasn't even about her. It had just shown all the cracks that were still there. All the fresh wounds that hadn't yet turned into scars.

And how were they supposed to heal if she kept touching them? If she kept replaying the events of that night? If she just couldn't let go? And how was she going to be able to let go if she didn't find the closure she so desperately needed? All the sex and all his kisses couldn't make up for how much he had become a stranger to her. Their hearts were both closed, she could feel it. They were both afraid to open up again.

As Elisa's rich voice filled the air and her giggles almost deafened Samantha, she looked up to see that everyone had returned from their dates.

“It’s not the first time I got semi-naked and sweaty on a first date”, Jo laughed.

Sighing in exhaustion, Samantha made her way back to the others. She could see Ibrahim smiling at Jo, “It was great. I feel so much more relaxed now.”

Well, at least someone is happy…

“Ours was more like a rom-com. Lucas couldn’t stop laughing…”, Elisa interfered and burst into fits of giggles again.

Samantha just rolled her eyes.

“Because it tickled! I’m not used to people touching me there.” Lucas shrugged and grinned wryly.

Elisa laughed, “And I rolled off the table.”

"What are you talking about?" Hope interrupted Elisa's annoying voice.

“The dates were a couples spa. We all got bubbly and massages,” Lucas explained to her.

Samantha frowned. “A couples spa? That sounds awkward.”

Lucas just raised an eyebrow and sat down next to her on the sun lounger.

It feels so strange between us...

Samantha sighed and murmured, “Sounds like you guys really got along.”

Lucas shrugged, staring down at his shoes. “It was a fun day. Made a nice change from here.”

He looked up and glanced at her, smirking smoulderingly. “The only thing that would’ve made it better was if I had been there with you.”

Samantha wanted to roll her eyes, she really did, but she couldn't. Looking into his eyes was like being hypnotised. And maybe it had something to do with the fact that she wanted him back. Like, really back. The way it had been before Casa Amor. But she couldn't help thinking, Does he really mean that, or is he just saying that? Am I really that important to him?

Lucas put an arm around her waist and Samantha winced. Frowning, he narrowed his eyes, but when she didn't say anything, he just shook his head and pulled his arm away. Then he cleared his throat, “I gotta say, though, I've never met a girl like Elisa..."

“Yeah, she’s super hot,” Samantha nodded, but bit her cheek so hard she felt the metallic taste of blood on her tongue.

Lucas rolled his eyes. “Not just that, she’s deep. I could talk to her for hours.”

It hit her deeply, like a slap in the face or like a truck just rolling over her. There she was, keeping her mouth shut because she wanted everything to be okay again, and what did he do? Did he not think about what was coming out of his mouth? She gave him a quick glance, but he wasn’t even looking at her.

I could talk to her for hours.

He had no idea how much that hurt.

And to make it worse, he didn't stop. He continued to gush about her, completely ignoring the fact that he was sitting next to his partner. Next to her. She who had saved him from being fucking dumped, and this was how he thanked her? By fawning over another woman who had come in with a fucking evil agenda?

“She’s really smart and driven. She built up her brand from scratch, you know?”

AND WHAT ABOUT ME?! Am I a joke to you?

Samantha shook her head, bit her cheek harder and tried not to cry, but it was like Lucas was stomping all over her. She remembered how much he had admired her when she had told him weeks ago how she had built her brand from scratch, too. And now it was as if he had forgotten all about it. How could he sit there and talk to Samantha about Elisa as if she were just a mate of his? How could he not see how much it affected her?

She noticed how her hand began to tremble and quickly stood up. Lucas looked up in surprise. "Where are you going?"

Samantha took a deep breath and lowered her voice, "If you think Elisa is so deep and smart, why don't you go and talk to her? Why don't you come and see me in a few hours when you don't feel like talking to her anymore?"

The corners of Lucas' mouth twitched and slowly a mischievous grin spread across his lips. He sat back, lazily folded his arms and just watched her with raised eyebrows. "You're jealous," he stated the obvious. But it wasn't just that, and his behaviour was driving Samantha mad, so mad!

Angrily, she put her hands on her hips and snarled, "You know what, Lucas? You can go fuck yourself because this is not funny to me!"

She turned to walk away when he suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and spun her around so fast she collided with his chest and her breath caught.

"What did you just say to me?" he asked her, his voice dark and dangerous, his eyes narrowed, but his stupid grin still hadn't budged an inch.

Samantha looked him straight in the eye and repeated, "I said, fuck you."

His eyes darkened and she knew how much that turned him on. And she hated it. In the split second he paid no attention to her, she wrenched her wrist from his grip and stomped away towards the villa. She felt like this was the part where they could finally talk about everything, but she didn't want everyone else listening in too. So she made her way to the bedroom when she heard Lucas chasing after her.

As soon as he reached the bedroom, he closed the door behind him and leaned against it, shoving his hands into the pockets of his ridiculously tight jeans, and she almost started to drool as her eyes wandered over his thick thighs and the huge bulge that was already starting to show. "Do you have something to say, love?" He chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement. He knew she was jealous and that clearly turned him on, but what he didn't know was that she was all the more hurt.

"Of course, it's easy for you to laugh at me now. It's not like you had to watch your girl fawning over two new islanders like they were the only thing in the world, for fuck's sake!"

Lucas' grin widened even more and he continued to stare at her without saying anything.

"You practically tripped over your own feet to welcome her into the villa while I was basically standing right next to you. Do you know how that feels?" Samantha literally spat the words at him, anger and rage coursing through her veins, intensifying the pain that had been surging through her all fucking day. And the fact that he was just standing there, grinning and enjoying the show - it almost drove her out of her mind.

"Stop fucking smirking! I am serious about this right now!"

His tongue darted out of his mouth and moistened his lips before he bit down on them. Then he pushed himself off the wall and crossed his arms. "I know you are, love. But it's fucking hot."

"No! Stop calling me that! UGH..."

Lucas raised his eyebrows questioningly. "What's wrong with you?"

At that moment, Samantha felt her blood boil over, and she finally - and rightfully so - could no longer hold back her anger. "You’re asking me what's wrong? Are you serious, Lucas?"

He shrugged, seemingly as impassive as ever, but Samantha had had enough.

"I hate you so much right now, you have no idea..." she spat out between clenched teeth, and almost instantly she could see Lucas' nostrils flare and his eyebrows shoot up to his hairline.

"You ... hate me?" He asked incredulously. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

Samantha scoffed, though she would have preferred to break down and bawl her eyes out. The pressure inside her threatened to overwhelm her, her eyes were burning and she suddenly felt so weak. She suppressed a sob, mustered all her remaining strength and snapped, "Well, so far I feel like you hardly care about me anymore. And how am I supposed to know if you haven't just taken advantage of my feelings to avoid being dumped? I..."

Lucas' loud voice suddenly interrupted her. The stupid grin was wiped off his face and his eyes began to sparkle dangerously. "Stop, right there! Are you seriously accusing me of taking advantage of your feelings? Are you fucking with me right now? Because if this is supposed to be a fucking joke that I don't get, then it's not funny."

Samantha shook her head violently. "It's NOT a joke, Lucas. But I," she pointed to herself and glared at him, "I feel like a fucking joke lately. Like I only saved you so you could then give a shit about me! You seem to care about everyone else BUT me! Saying to my fucking face that you've never met a girl like Elisa shows exactly how highly you think of me!

What happened to us? What happened to everything you told me? I HATE what you've turned me into. This isn't me!"

He took a step towards her and yelled, "What I've turned you into? WHAT I'VE FUCKING TURNED YOU INTO?"

But Samantha did not back away. She was so sick of it, she wanted him to know how hurt she was and how much of it was his fault.

She felt tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced her voice not to tremble as she yelled back, "I don't know what to think or feel anymore! All we do is fuck and then pretend nothing happened. But something did happen, didn't it? But we never talked about it and every time I tried to tell you, you cut me off. It hurts me, Lucas. I've been suffering for days and as far as I know, you don't notice. Or you don't care. But how the fuck am I supposed to know what's going through your head if you never fucking talk to me?"

For a moment Lucas just stared at her, mouth open and an expression of utter shock and confusion on his face. Then he quickly shook his head and swallowed. When he spoke again, his voice sounded composed and calm, but Samantha knew better. She could hear the storm raging inside him, just waiting to burst out of him.

"Pretend nothing happened? Maybe you do, but I sure as hell don't. I lie awake every night thinking about this whole mess and how I caused it, while you sleep soundly next to me, seemingly without a care in the world. And you seriously accuse me of pretending that everything is fine? That's fucking hypocritical, Samantha."

She laughed sarcastically. "Hypocritical, huh? And what would you call what you did today? 'Harmless banter', perhaps? 'Being friendly to the newbies’? ‘Making conversation'? You can shove that up your ass, seriously. I had to sit next to you and listen to you gush about Elisa, how deep and gorgeous she is and how you could talk to her for hours, and you didn't think about how that must have felt to me? Not even for a second? How does that add up? And if you were overthinking so much, how come you never opened your fucking mouth? How come you never asked me how I felt? How come it was okay for you to fuck me without knowing how I really was?"

At this point Samantha could hear her voice breaking and she could have screamed in frustration because now she was about to ugly cry. And she knew how much he hated that, how much he couldn't handle a crying woman.

Lucas clenched his hands into fists and walked straight towards her, his head lowered and his eyes blazing with anger. "I only agreed to fuck you because you basically begged for it. You should have heard yourself whimpering and moaning and being so impatient. Yeah, like a fucking drug addict or something. This is not on me, Samantha. This is you not being able to let go."

Tears spilled from her eyes and ran down her face. A sob escaped her throat and her voice quavered as she screamed, "I know I can't let go. Because I don't fucking want to! I know this is toxic, but don't act like you haven’t done the same!"

He shook his head, his jaw tightening. "I haven’t. I'd have no problem letting you go and moving on."

His voice sounded so menacing and cold that her heart contracted painfully. "Are you for real?" she whispered.

When he didn't answer, she added in a choked voice, "Is that what you want from me? To let you go and give up on us? And just move on?"

The way he shrugged so nonchalantly made the anger flare up again.

"No!" she barked, "hell no, I won't do that. Because that's what you want, isn't it? The easy way out, to never have to deal with all the shit you put me through, but you know what? It's not going to happen!"

She laughed and it sent a shiver down her own spine because it sounded so emotionless and cold. "Alright then, go and have fun with Elisa. But you know you have to spend the night in my bed, coupled up with me."

His jaw clenched so tightly that the vein on his temple popped out, and he hissed, "What the hell is your problem with Elisa? Why are you dragging her into all this anyway, she has got nothing to do with this."

Samantha turned around, held her hand up in the air, gave him the middle finger and headed for the door. "I don't give a shit what you do. If you don't want me, that's your loss. But you seem to be getting on so well with Elisa! After all, she built her brand from scratch! So fucking great, right?”

"Do NOT turn your back on me when I'm talking to you," he roared, and the hairs on her body bristled, but she just shrugged it off.

"Talk? You're talking to me? All I hear is excuses," she replied, not even dreaming of turning around or slowing her steps.

Her hand was just touching the handle when Lucas reached her, grabbed her wrist again, walked her to the wall, caged her in with his broad frame and forced her to face him. Samantha didn't even want to know how pathetic she probably looked at that moment, she just wanted to get away from him. To find a quiet corner and cry alone. But he - obviously - wasn't going to let that happen.

"Look at me," he snarled, but she refused. So he took her wrists in one hand and pressed them against the wall, forcing her to shift to avoid the pain that seared through her shoulders so that her chest pressed up against his. With his other hand he forcibly lifted her chin and hissed, staring into her eyes, "I don't want Elisa. I have always wanted you and that will never change. How can you not see that?"

Samantha laughed hysterically. "You don't mean that, do you? If that's how you show me you want me, then fuck you. Because you're hurting me on purpose, and it has nothing to do with wanting me."

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to hers, "You're right. I am messed up and I do hurt people. But I would never do it on purpose. Not to you."

She rolled her eyes. "Cut the crap, I don't want to hear it." Staring him in the eye, she added, "You said you had no problem moving on, right? Well, then do it!" She forced herself to make her voice sound steady, but she couldn't quite hide her fear because she obviously didn't want him to move on. Just the thought of it terrified her.

"Shut up," he ordered, "you’re talking so much bullshit. We both know you could never stand to see me with anyone else."

Samantha shrugged her shoulders as hard as she could, ignoring the pain that surged through her shoulders again. "But this isn't about me, is it? It's about you not wanting to admit that you fucked up and that you're pushing me away - again!"

Lucas growled angrily and pressed his lips to hers, silencing her and forcing her to swallow any more words she wanted to hurl at him. Against Samantha's will, her lips began to move against his and it wasn't until he was smirking at her that she realised what she was doing, shoving him hard in the chest and tilting her head to the side.

"See? That's exactly what I mean. Instead of talking, the only thing you're good at is kissing me." She hissed at him.

But that only made him laugh. "Your body speaks volumes, though, and I know you want me just as much."

And goddammit, he was right. But this wasn't the time for that. She was still so angry.

"Stop it and stop trying to find a way out of this conversation. It's not going to happen."

"Yeah? Watch me!" He let go of her and headed straight for the door.

Samantha gritted her teeth and forced herself to take a deep breath for a moment.

"Get your ass back here, Koh, I mean it."

Lucas tilted his head and grinned, "Make me."

She stared him in the eye and said, "The fact that we can't even have a normal conversation anymore says it all. We had such a good thing going on before you destroyed it all. You don't know how much it broke my heart when you came back with her. And how much I still hate you for it. I trusted you and you threw that in the fucking bin. How do you think I'm supposed to feel, huh? Please, tell me!"

Lucas turned back around and hissed, "I already apologised, didn't I? I really don't know what more you want from me."

That made the tears well up again. Was he really that stupid or just insanely stubborn?

"What I want from you is reassurance. I need to know that something like this won't happen again. Because earlier I thought you were going to dump me again. And I don't want to feel like that. I can't do that, I'm not going to let you trample all over my worth like that forever."

He narrowed his eyes. "I'm trampling all over your worth? What the fuck, Samantha? You keep talking about how much I hurt you, but all you're doing right now is hurting me too, and you don't even realise it. You claim you hate me and that I turned you into whatever you are now, and you accuse me of playing with your feelings. Seriously? Just because I don't have a meltdown and fucking cry in front of you doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. You always think the whole fucking world revolves around you, but newsflash - it doesn't! There are other people here too. And just because I hurt you doesn't give you the right to hurt me back. Not if you want to go back to the way things were."

"Yes!” She screamed. “I am hurting you, and do you want to know why? Because I want you to feel what I've been feeling these past few days. I want you to go through the same hell I went through. Because I don't think you understand how much this has fucked me up."

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Lucas//

She was crying now, sobbing. All her make-up was smeared and that made him so furious. Why were they even in here, arguing? They were going round in circles and throwing nasty things at each other and he didn't get it. None of it.

But he knew Samantha was right. They had had something good before he went and ruined everything. Before he messed up and brought Blake back. He hated himself for doing that to her, but at the same time he couldn't undo what had happened. And when Elisa had pulled a fucking dominatrix on him and he'd completely frozen, the look in Samantha's eyes had almost killed him. Even though she had hidden her jealousy by practically stabbing him in the heart, he knew it was more than jealousy. He could see it in her eyes, how hurt she was. But the fucking idiot that he was, he couldn't go and apologise to her, no. He had had to stay with Elisa, digging himself a deep hole that he now couldn't get out of.

Lucas was scared. He was so afraid that Samantha would never trust him again, and he had come to the conclusion that the only way to keep him sane was to suppress his feelings for her. Not to talk about them. Not to talk at all.

He knew he had behaved impossibly when he had started talking about how great Elisa was, and he knew that was no excuse, but in this situation he had somehow completely switched off his mind. He had let his mouth do the talking without thinking about what was coming out of it, and only when it was too late did he realise his mistake.

He didn't want to lose her. God, just the thought of it made him fall into a black hole of pure panic. But he didn't know how to make it better either. And damn it, he would never be able to let go and move on. It was his pride and ego that made him talk like that, not his heart. The thought of letting her go felt like someone pressing down on his lungs and slowly suffocating him.

"I need you to fight for us, Lucas," her voice rang out again. Quieter. And so exhausted. "I feel like you're throwing us all out the window, and that hurts. Because I thought we really liked each other. That it went beyond physical attraction."

At that, he got angry again. Of course it had been more than that! It had always been so much more than that. The old feelings he had buried deep inside were coming back up to the surface, but with them came anger.

"And you think I don't know that? You think I don't know what an idiot I've been lately? You think I don't fight for us? I'm sorry I can't show you, but I do. I've tried so hard, but no matter what I do, it's never enough. NOT FOR YOU!"

She gritted her teeth and heat crept up her cheeks again. "You did NOT fight for us, Lucas! You've done anything but that! What kind of self-image do you have that you can even think that? How can you call today 'fighting for us'?"

Anger poured out of his mouth before he could hold back. "I'm fucking trying, Samantha. This isn't just about you! You can't even begin to imagine how much I've hated myself for hurting you like this, and how much I wish every day I could undo my mistakes, but the truth is I can't! And I'm scared shitless, okay? I'm so scared of losing you again that I've been trying to suppress all my feelings for you so that it won't hurt so much when you leave. And I know that's no excuse and I know I'm an asshole, but it's not just you that's hurting. I'm hurting too, for fuck’s sake. And I want to go back to the way it was too, but I was so afraid to say it out loud. I was afraid you'd turn your back on me. And you of all people should get that because you have been doing the same thing!"

Samantha was staring at him now, mouth open and eyes wide, and the next thing Lucas knew he was pressing her body back against the wall behind her, running his fingers through her thick curls and devouring her in an all-consuming, burning kiss. He was desperate and scared. And so damn lonely inside. Whenever he could touch her and kiss her, he felt so alive. Like it wasn't a mistake that he was still here. That she really wanted him here, even if he could never be quite sure of that.

He groaned in relief when he felt her return the kiss with the same need and urgency. Her hands found their way to his lower abs and he winced at the touch of her fingertips on his skin. Her hands began to fumble with his belt and zip, and when she finally managed to slip her hand inside and grab his cock, he moaned into her mouth. With one hand he clasped her breast urgently, massaging it and immediately feeling her hardened nipple through the thin fabric of her top, with the other hand he cupped her face and tilted her head back slightly. He was so hard for her, his cock was throbbing bloody hard in her hand and when she began to stroke it, it almost drove him mad. He roughly pulled her shirt over her head, dipped down and sucked on her beautiful nipples and bit into the soft skin of her full breasts, relishing her scent and the feel of her fingers pumping him. When he looked up at her briefly, she had closed her eyes and was moaning, and he almost choked when he saw where her other hand had wandered - under her skirt and between her folds.

He let go of her face and slid his hand between her thighs. He gasped when he noticed she wasn’t wearing any underwear. "You are so fucking naughty," he growled, moaning in pleasure as he felt how wet she was. Looking down at her, he saw a small glistening trail on the inside of her right thigh and he crouched down, forcing her to let go of his shaft, running his tongue over the trail and growling as he tasted her neediness. Fuck, she was going to kill him one day.

He pushed her skirt up further, brought his mouth to her pussy and pressed his lips to her clit, sucking on it and letting his tongue flick it. She cried out and ran her fingers through his hair. He almost smirked as he realised she was the only woman he had ever allowed to mess up his hair like that, but instead he concentrated on bringing her closer to her climax. Her thighs began to tremble, goosebumps spreading across her skin and she shivered with arousal. "Fuck, yes, babe," she moaned and he felt his cock twitch at hearing her call him "babe". He couldn't even remember the last time he'd heard that come out of her mouth, and it sent a shiver down his back. He straightened up again, pushed his trousers down along with his boxers and Samantha immediately dropped down, taking him all the way into her beautiful, hot mouth and sucking him off. She teased the underside of his cock with her tongue and hummed contentedly, sending delicious shock waves through him. Lucas threw his head back and began thrusting into her mouth, deeper and deeper until he could hear her gagging. She felt so tight, so fucking tight. And when her hand started pumping his base too, he almost went crazy. He thrust into her hard and fast, enjoying the feeling of her opening her throat wider for him. But before he reached his breaking point, he pulled out and pulled her up again. He pushed her skirt all the way up so that she was naked below her hips and lifted her onto his waist.

"Can I fuck you?" he growled darkly, and something about his question made her go completely berserk - in the best way possible. "Fuck, yes," she demanded, hungrily lunging her mouth at his and slipping her tongue into his mouth. With his hands resting on her perfectly round ass cheeks, Lucas lifted her a little and used one hand to press his tip against her entrance and tease her. She moaned into his mouth and bit down on his lip. Pain ripped through him and he couldn't hold back any longer and thrust into her as hard as he could. She cried out immediately and began to roll her hips against him, matching the pace of his thrusts and clenching her pussy so tightly that he felt himself approaching his climax, and fast.

"Fuck, Sam, I'm gonna come..." he moaned and in response she squeezed harder, milking him in a way that felt like fucking heaven. "Fuck me so hard," she moaned and he did. He increased the pace, pressing her back against the wall, holding her in place with his hands and pumping his cock into her so hard and fast that her whole body began to shake uncontrollably. All his anger and pain poured out of him and he channeled it by upping the tempo even more.

"Oh God, I...," her voice faltered as her eyes rolled back and her walls clamped around his cock, making him come right there with her. So vigorously that he began to see stars. A low, raspy growl escaped his throat and he gripped her ass for dear life, thrusting further into her, feeling her tight, pulsing walls around him, basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. Then he finally slowed his thrusts until he withdrew completely and lowered her back down.

Samantha was breathing heavily, her face looked like shit and her hair looked like she had been through a fierce battle, but looking at her, he thought she had never looked so beautiful.

Catching his breath he whispered, "Sam," and immediately she looked up at him.

"Yes?" she breathed.

"I'm really sorry. About everything. I want to be with you, only you. I always wanted it to be you, and I'm sorry I let my fear get in the way."

She opened her mouth to say something, but he gently pressed a finger to her lips and shook his head. "You wanted me to talk, now I'm talking. I never wanted to hurt you, Sam, you have to believe that. And if I could, I'd go back right now and do everything differently. I have fallen so hard for you and the reality of it has scared the hell out of me. So I acted like a complete idiot and sabotaged not only myself, but us. And I'm sorry for that. I really am."

Samantha's eyes glossed over and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I know you're sorry, babe. And I'm sorry I hurt you too. I just want to be happy again. With you."

Lucas felt a stupid but happy grin creep onto his face and he nodded, "I want that too. With you."

He leaned down and captured her lips in a long, meaningful kiss, trying to make her feel all that he felt for her. When she broke away, her eyes were lit up again, a small smile was tugging at her lips and she whispered, "I've fallen for you too."

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the islanders: seasons i-iii

because representation matters—diversity matters.

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S2 girl faceclaims

Note: Chelsea, Hope, and Shannon are all reasonably common FCs- I definitely didn’t find those on my own!

Instagram handles:

Blake: @nassiav

Chelsea: @delaneychilds

Elisa: @anokyai

Hannah: @_grace_elizabeth96

Hope:@yewande_biala

Lottie: @black0blivion

Jo: @pink

Marisol: @joelle_fletcher

Priya: @dianapenty

Shannon: @annettaprimadonna

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LITG: Who Would Date Black Women (S2 Edition)

Hey everyone! It's me Mercedes and here I am continuing my LITG Who Would Date Black Women series! And since there was some good reception on Reddit (even though the comment section on the post was locked off 🙄), I decided to continue this.

It was fun since S2 has the most LIs in all of the seasons and they're the most diverse so I really enjoyed this. I analyzed these characters based on their attitudes, their love interests and their overall vibe in the game, just like how I did with the S1 cast.

So here is the S2 cast in who would or wouldn't date a black woman:

Arjun: Is open to it but due to cultural differences, I don't see him being in a long term relationship with a black woman. In my opinion, he prefers black men.

Bobby: Has no problem in dating black women but I honestly think that he prefers white and non-black women more. His crush on Hope fades pretty quickly compared to his crushes on Priya and Lottie. I'm sorry to my black female Bobby stans but I don't see him being in a long term relationship either 😕

Carl: Yes! Carl has definitely been in a long-term relationship with a black woman before. I don't know, he just gives me this vibe that he has definitely been with a sista before at some point in his life. So it's a yes for Carl!

Elijah: Nope. In terms of dating women, Elijah is the type of black man that dates white women only. You know THAT type.

Elisa: Yes. Immediately yes. Why wouldn't she?

Felix: Yes but he's very ignorant though so he'll have to learn some things before he can get into a relationship.

Gary: Yep, especially if she's easy on the eyes. Gary is the type of guy who would pounce on any pretty woman, no matter the race or ethnicity. The man has the highest number of sexual partners! You can't tell me that he hasn't been with a black woman at least TWICE!

Graham: Unlike Gary, I don't see Graham dating black women. He's more likely to date light-skinned non-black women of color (like Marisol) or even biracial women. Sorry.

Hannah: I don't think she has had much experience in dating black women but she would, if given the chance.

Henrik: YES! And it would be such a beautiful relationship 😍 Henrik is the type of guy who loves hard and loves everyone no matter the race, ethnicity or religion. He would prefer her natural hair over relaxed hair, wigs and weaves. You know the white guy from the movie Something New with Sanaa Lathan? That's Henrik in a relationship with a black woman.

Ibrahim: Like Mason, Ibrahim also gives me colorist vibes, I'm sorry to say. He prefers anything light, bright and white.

Jakub: Yeah. Like Gary, he would pursue anyone who would give him the time of day. He's also the type that would fetishize having mixed babies so don't do it 🙅🏾‍♀️

Kassam: Like Jake, he would be open to it but he still prefers white women mostly.

Lottie: Sure and unlike Hannah, she has had dates with black women before in her life. Would definitely do it again if given the chance. To me, Lottie prefers women more. So yes.

Lucas: YES! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES! Literally his attraction to Hope is a topic of contention among Lucas stans. While my fellow Lucas stans were out here screaming, crying and throwing up, I was having a celebration! YES. HE WOULD. I would even say that he lowkey prefers woc more. He says he prefers blondes but his crushes (outside of MC) are Hope, Priya, Marisol and sometimes Elisa. Stop lying Lucas! The only blond you like is Henrik!

Lucas LOVES him some sistas y'all, you have nothing to worry about with this man 😉

Marisol: She literally said that Elisa reminds her of an ex-girlfriend so yes. In terms of dating women, Marisol is open to all races and ethnicities.

Noah: Since Hope is his first choice all day, every day, uh duh! I believe Noah would be that type of biracial man who dates mostly black women and other women of color, like Asian women or Latinas. He has no problem dating white women but he prefers black women and other woc more.

Priya: I don't think she has much experience in dating other women, much less black women. It would take some time for her to open up to the possibility. Not to mention the cultural differences. It would take some time. Sorry.

Rocco: Rocco would be the type of white man who would fetishize black women's bodies, our cultures (American, Caribbean and African) and the possibility of having mixed babies. You know THAT type of white man. Very ignorant and lowkey r@ci$t. 💯 would NOT recommend him. You deserve the best.

And that's it for Season 2! Season 3 is next!

Edit: I'm tagging the awesome @ravenadottir ! I didn't think this series would be a such a huge hit but it is! Thanks for the love everyone! ❤️

#litg arjun #litg bobby #litg carl #litg elijah #litg elisa #litg felix #litg gary #litg graham #litg hannah #litg henrik #litg ibrahim #litg jakub #litg kassam #litg lottie #litg lucas #litg marisol #litg noah #litg priya #litg rocco #litg season 2 #litg s2 #mercedes thoughts #litg and black women

[ariendiel]

The Islanders at the Met Gala 2023 - Part 1

I've been nudged by a few people, and so here they are in all their chaotic glory! I made so many this year I've even had to divide it into two posts, this one for the girls and the other for the boys – link to part 2.

Here's the post from last year for those curious.

#litg edit #litg edits #litg jo #litg blake #litg chelsea #litg marisol #litg hope #litg priya #litg elisa #litg lottie #litg hannah #litg s2 #love island the game #litg

[ravenadottir]

hi there!

a few days ago i made a post about the boys' heights all compared on a graph table (?), just so we could see the differences among them, most specifically gary and jakub, 'cause that to me is still fucking histerical. here's the post if you haven't seen it.

now, @mingkittish asked me to do one for the girls and casa guys, and i'm nothing but a clown with a hyper fixation on making graph tables lately so why the fuck not? request it and you shall receive!

future vena here... this is long as hell lmao. after i finished the entire damn post, i found a picture that didn't change a lot, but one fucking boy damned the entire graphic and i- i'm pissed! notice how carl is very close to gary in terms of height here? he might even seem a little taller since he's about two steps behind crane boy...

well, i had to redo the WHOLE THING. carl, bud, i need you to cooperate with me my guy, for fuck's sake.

this is all to say the post is gonna be based off this picture, which is nowhere to be found in the website, only on art station of one of the artists who worked on s2 design, but i digress.

as you can see... i was right about henrik and rahim being closer to noah's height, and noah being less than an inch from jakub. in this post i did say graham is taller than both of them, and it seems like a solid inch (2,5 cm, but i'm rounding it up to 3 cm), so that makes him 189 cm... he's huge, that's a solid foot taller than me, fuck.

but carl???? carl is not a short king. at least not as short as @justtuesdays and i thought. AND, during the playthrough, this is how carl comes across:

that's the canon i'm taking, because his knee and waist line do allign with gary in the previous pic, and in this one there's not much of a difference in the forehead alignment comparing them both. if you remove carl's hair (PLEASE DON'T, THAT WOULD BE NIGHTMARE FUEL), then carl would be roughly bobby's height, but he does look a bit taller, by probably 1 cm, so that places him slightly above bobby and gary, with 176 cm.

felix! he's a good few inches below lottie, but lottie has heels on in this pic so she's shorter than that because of them (i calculated hers just so i could do felix' and it's 168 cm), which might place blue hair boy on a solid 169 cm.

NOW... comparing the boys in casa amor, in the following pictures, and taking carl's recently discovered height under consideration, we can get kassam's, arjun's and elijah's.

on pic. 1, kassam seems to be just as tall as carl, based off everything. the three of them are folding their knee a bit, but it's the same amount. arjun though, seems to be a bit taller based off the shoulder and forehead line, so i'm giving him 178 cm and kassam 176 cm.

on pic. 2, i'll just have to estimate the difference between arjun and eliajh, who seems to be 1 cm taller than arjun, and if the dog groomer is 178 cm, that makes elijah 179 cm, at least the proportion seems to be that.

graham, right in the back and next to jakub (who i have calculated to be 186 cm previously), seems to be taller by 3 cm, just a little over an inch, so i'm putting him on 189 cm.

which makes the casa amor line up complete!!! (it took me like 90 minutes to do this, so just... celebrate with me, ok?)

so in conclusion... EVERYONE was looking up when talking to graham, weren't they? felix though? he looks like a lost toddler searching his parent and all he could find was graham.

also, may i remind you, gary also barked to graham at some point, and fish boy is even taller than jakub, so... I LOVE GARY'S BALLSY ATTITUDE. boy really doesn't give a fuck.

now, onto the girls!!

TRICKY. we have no reference except marisol being the shortest in casa amor, so definitely the shortest among the og's and chelsea.

BUT, if you consider the previous picture canon, which i am, then lottie is just as tall as gary, however! her foot is always arched even when out of heels, which looks like 3 inches (7,5 cm). doing the math using the relative height between them, you just have to subtract the 3 inches from the 175 cm, which is roughly 168 cm, or 5'6''.

with lottie's height out of th way, it's possible to draw a parallel between her and marisol. based off the images i gathered, marisol's and lottie's foreheads don't line up, and proportionally, it looks like a at least 3 cm of a difference between them. if lottie is 168 cm, then that makes marisol 165.

now, accounting for the heels, and comparing the line up, chelsea next to bobby looks just 1 cm shorter, but her heels seem to be 3 inches as well, which if you do the math it would be 175 cm minus 8 cm (1 cm shorter and 3 inches of heels, which makes her 167 cm. i'm not considering fifths and quarters of inches because they're not as relevant.

shannon's heels are significantly shorter, according to her sparkly intro, and look an inch smaller than lottie's, so they're 5 cm high (2 inches), which places her 4 cm taller than chelsea, which makes her 171 cm (?)... oh my god, hold on!

shannon's forehead lines up with lottie's, however, her heels are 2,5 cm shorter, which makes shannon 170,5 cm. let's round up to 171 cm. wow... i feel a little dizzy, that took me forever.

then we have hope, whose forehead lines up perfectly with marisol's, but i noticed her heels are shorter by at least 1 inch, so that's 2,5 cm, which places hope in at between 167 and 168 cm. the one thing that's throwing off is how much hope is actually arching to the side, and the fact that next to lottie, she looks shorter.

let's consider hope's arching to be 3-4 cm, because of the height of her shoulders. they match lottie's when side by side, even when her body is inclined, so that tells me she's closer to lottie's height, but she's taller, by just an inch, but she is, which makes her 170 cm!

moving on to priya! (i'm slowly losing my mind here). priya does seem to reach the same height as lottie when in comparison, but next to bobby, she's the same height as him minus 1 cm. considering her heels to be 2 inches high (5 cm), i'm placing her on 169 cm, which checks out with the lottie line up!

elisa. her heels do look like 3 inches, proportionally to her dimensions, and she looks lined up with lottie perfectly, so i guess they are the same height, 168 cm.

these girls are tall, man... alright, moving on!

jo. her heels are tall as shit, it could be 4 inches high (10 cm), and she's close to marisol when side by side, but apart from what it looks like 2 cm up, so i'm putting her on 168 cm because of the shoulder lining.

ok, now blake. considering she's arched, to what it seems like 3 inches, and her forehead seems to be 1 cm above marisol's, that would put her 8 cm above marisol. BUT, her heels are shorter by 1 inch, which makes her 10 cm taller than marisol. HOLY SHIT, THE GIRL IS A MONSTER.

in her line up with lucas, who's canonically 182 cm, she seems very close to his height, and if we consider her heels to be 4 inches, minus 1 inch of a difference to lucas' height, then yeah, she's towering every girl in the villa! that would make her roughly 174 cm.

so... the lineup is ridiculous, and repetitive!

so, just to recap, and keep all the heightsin one same place, from shortest to tallest:

marisol - 165 cm/~5'4''

chelsea - 167cm/5'5''

elisa, jo, lottie - 168 cm/5'6.1''

priya, felix - 169 cm/~5'6.4''

hope - 170 cm/~5'6.9''

shannon 171 cm/5'7''

blake - 174 cm/5'8''

bobby/gary - 175 cm/5'9''

carl/kassam - 176 cm/5'9.2

arjun - 178 cm/5'10''

elijah - 179 cm/5'10.4

rocco/lucas - 182 cm/6'0

ibrahim - 183 cm/~6'0

henrik - 184 cm/6'0.4''

noah - 185 cm/'6.'08''

jakub - 186 cm/6'1''

graham - 189/6'2

i hate the ft+in measurement, i truly do. but anyway, there you go, everyone in season 2 with their heights accounted for.

in case you're interested in the graph table maker i used, here's the link, it was really easy to use.

after this post i'm gonna lie down. this thing consumed all the brain i had left, which wasn't a lot. also, the post only allows ten pictures so i had to make it work. it might look a little messy but hopefully understandable.

anyway, i'm sleeping until next year, good bye!

#litg arjun #litg carl #litg elijah #litg felix #litg graham #litg kassam #litg blake #litg chelsea #litg elisa #litg hope #litg jo #litg lottie #litg marisol #litg priya #litg shannon #litg #love island the game #litg s2 #litg season 2 #queue #heights #casa amor

[rebelrayne]

These are fics I recommend to change your life (and your opinion) of all the LIs that were ranked with negative points with combined like and dislike votes! They are all amazing! Read them and prepare to love these least fave LIs! I dare you not to fall in love with them. Big thanks to @longbobmckenzie who helped out a lot with the recs and anything she recs is amazing, 100% so enjoy these!

In the recs, you will find fics for: Arjun, Bill, Ciaran, Elijah, Elisa, Felix, Harry, Ibrahim, Jakub, James, Mason and Tom.

fight for it (RATED M) by @queen-of-boops

Arjun has never had a normal life. He's spent his whole life running, his whole life avoiding others. Until he met Emma. But he has a secret, a secret he hopes she'll never find out.

golden thread (RATED T) by @starsarestars

Far away in a world of it's very own, tucked away in an affluent fashion quarter not too far from Bermondsey, is a place where designer heels and exorbitantly overpriced colognes supplied by a buxom Mancunian are a requirement. Verona Lane. It’s all about image first, personality later. The people there have mastered the art of keeping up appearances, even if it means renting the odd Lamborghini to pose outside your obscenely expensive bedsit in Penge with. Verona Lane is where this tale of deception, fashion and seriously questionable decisions begins

hey stupid, i love you (NOT RATED) by @sparxaf

A bit of fluff in which Bill faces an impossible choice. Five minute word prompt from the LITG FF writer Discord : Mayo Enjoy this lil bit of Bill love. He's a complicated character. I liked him, then I didn't, then I sort of did. Now I love him. He's a weirdo but he's also sweet. He deserves more fandom exposure.

the only two things (RATED E) by @mrsbsmooth

Based off a writing prompt (Fake Dating) allocated by the LITGWritersRoom on Tumblr. "Sophie". Kelly blurted out. "His girlfriend's name's Sophie. She's a friend of mine. And yeah, she's coming." Oh god. Kelly thought. She really hoped Sophie would be okay with this.

reap what you sow (RATED T) by @i-boop-you

It's the Stick or Twist recoupling, and Elijah is in for a shock. (Justice for Elijah is served)

clickbait (RATED M) by kiki_the_creator

Clicks are power, power is money, and Elisa can’t say no to money. Only her newest financial venture is proving far more stubborn than anticipated, and the clicks might not be worth the hassle. Until they start racking up, and up, and up, and she falls deeper and deeper, just for the ploy to begin falling apart in her hands.

heaven help a fool who falls in love (RATED T) by @crimswnred

When you're young and hurt, love feels so distant. A somber take on Felix.

mind games (RATED M) by @becangle

Felix arrives at Casa Amor ready to romance his dream girl.

choppy waters (RATED M) by @queen-of-boops

Harry and Piper won Love Island one year ago and it's been anything but smooth sailing.

how the turn tables (RATED E) by @crimswnred

Zoe and Harry have been in a couple for the most part of the season but it’s the first night the Hideaway is open...

superpower (RATED M) by constantrepeat

Through a desire to please and be a hero to those who mean most to him, Ibrahim's spent his entire life abiding to a stringent lifestyle that's left little room for play, let alone love. However, an invitation veers him off-course and into the world of Love Island, a shameless and saucy destination of romance and debauchery. Hoping to face his fears in order to find someone to share his life with, Ibrahim finds new power through the pursuit of love and the challenges it brings, in a high-stakes environment where everyone's looking to save themselves.

121°C (RATED T) by margotmuses

Jakub finds that maybe what he likes isn’t what he thought.

the other side (RATED T) by @rebelrayne

Was it really happening? He had to have been dreaming. He wasn’t big, rugged and buff like Hazeem. He couldn’t be cool and collected like Kobi. He’d never be as handsome as Dylan. There’s no way he could ever be charming or suave like Youcef… He was just… him?

the challenge (RATED T) by @thesepromises

Hope Adeniyi wants a promotion, and to do that, she needs to score an exclusive merchandising contract with boy band Seventh Heaven following a recent surge in their popularity. Lead singer Mason Knowles wants her to fail; but Hope always plays to win.

and the day after that, too (RATED T) by @/rebelrayne

In 2016, Summer had a whirlwind romance with a boy with a British accent. He wasn’t very smooth and he wasn’t the tallest guy around, but for those short three months, he was hers.

#litg rare LIs #litg arjun #litg bill #litg ciaran #litg elijah #litg elisa #litg felix #litg harry #litg ibrahim #litg jakub #litg james #litg mason #litg tom #navigation