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kiwi-tai · 2 years

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Listen, I LOVE your tis the damn season fic 😍 pleaseeee would you write an exile based fic for like noahxmc or Marisolxmc or honestly even more garyxmc?? I will name my firstborn after you if you do (jk no kids for me,,, but maybe like a cat or hamster)

wait anon your on to something here!!! this is big brain stuff! Kiwi is a cute name for a cat or hamster 👀

to work with the plot I made this pre love island I hope you don’t mind also took some liberties with the mc thing, like it can still be mc but i used you so second person point of view, but its good promise at least i think so i really hope you like it <3

exile

pairing: Noah x MC

summary: Noah lost you, no let you go—ok more like he made you go. But that didn’t mean he felt any good about it, especially not when he sees you with someone new.

note: Noah is a dick, is it my projected thoughts on how his route goes? idk, Noah just gives me the type to second guess his relationships and fuck them up so here is this fic 🤗 there are some lines that oof i get chills i love them its short, but honestly too powerful i had to stop (yeah im hyping myself up on this one i feel like i really did something here) anon idk if you wanted cute stuff but if you did this is such an angsty song im sorry if so. Also I posted this on my Ao3 too.

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The champagne was being passed around, but Noah was itching for something a little stronger. The incessant chatter that filled the room irked him, he was too used to the calm quiet that filled the library where he spent most days. Even when he was off, school was still in session so he couldn’t spend time with his siblings and he spent most of his free days alone in his apartment reading or watering his plants. By choice, some would remind him, but he tried not to think of that despite how hard this night is setting out to be. He tried not to think of you.

Twinkling lights hung over head, the best man was clinking a fork to the top of his glass of bubbly. He sat alone in a sea of family and friends that were not his at the wedding of one of his close friends that he had happened to meet with you. Who he reminds himself he has to stop thinking about, but it's easy when he can busy himself with filing or logging information at work and especially hard when your perfume lingers in the air because you’re sat two tables away. Two tables away, a distance of probably twelve feet, but in reality it felt more like there was an endless ocean of murky violent water in between the two of you.

Noah’s world was once blended with yours so perfect and seamlessly—or so he likes to think. It is always so much easier to remember the memories in the glittering haze of nostalgia where everything feels fuzzy and warm. But maybe it had been. Maybe things were perfect and how they should have stayed. With your clothes in half his closet, your toothbrush in his bathroom, your notes littering the fridge and edge of the front door. Those were all gone now, except the notes, he always kept those. He still hasn't managed to throw them out; the brightly colored post-its still sit in a box under his bed with the pictures in frames that used to sit on the mantel. His sister had begged him to put them away, you’ll feel much better, she told him.

But the man had found his worst enemy these days to be his mind, cruel and treacherous twisting up all his thoughts and anything he’d come by to fill him with reminders and images of you. He didn’t need the photographs when he closed his eyes, there was your smile. There was an old woman on the bus wearing a sage jacket, your favorite color. The little kids kept wanting him to read The Little Prince, there was your voice along with his reading the tale and making little voices as you went. Everything was you. Worst of all it's his mind that got him to where he is now. It filled up that ocean, added the sharks and sharp waves, threw in a kraken just for the heck of it.

Who was Noah if not his own worst enemy.

He really did hate himself for letting you go, making you go, he should say, but he doesn’t because you're the one who packed your bags, who picked up your things and scraped his apartment and his life clean of you. Until this wedding that neither of you could escape. The clash of two worlds, that had once been one. He just didn’t expect this. That person by your side. Their arm around your chair and their hand rubbing your shoulder. He felt sick, he hated it. He hated the sight of you with someone else. It was like some twisted nightmare.

No, it felt like a movie he had seen before. He was never one for movies, but you loved the cinema and would drag him to every film you wanted to see. At first Noah thought he would struggle to stomach them. He didn't have a problem with sitting still for the two hours and some stories weren’t bad, he just missed the literary prose that came with novels. The eloquent words that would flow from a page that he never felt the dialogue of a movie could replicate. But he quickly found the beauty of the reflected projector light on your face, the twinkle in your eye as you watched. The flow of emotion these films caused you. He relished the sight of every laugh, tear, and jump as he got to see the beauty of these stories in you.

This scene, however, was not from one of the movies he enjoyed. He liked the adventure films, even the rare sci-fi. He enjoyed the light heartedness that came with romantic comedies. He loathed the dramas. The deep shocking stories that would weld tears in the eyes of the theater goers. The raw moments like these where silence, even if it was only the one he created around him, echoed and prickled his skin as if it were a thousand needles.

The groomsman and bridesmaid end their speeches as the band starts to play a song for the wedding couple. He should be watching his friend and their partner share their first dance, but the person you are with whispers something in your ear and you laugh. It was a sound he had been craving to hear since you had been gone, but the sound cuts at his heart and as you whispered back to them it only poured salt to the bleeding wound. It makes him angry seeing you like that, it was as if your world hadn’t shattered the way his did with you gone. As if this moment was easy. Did your heart not break like his? Had you not spent nights crying as you read over poems and scribbled notes on the margins of books? Did it not pain you to walk the aisles and see someone that looked like him? To turn everywhere and see him in the faces of strangers, hear his voice in the sound of music, feel him in the wrinkle of bed sheets?

He is swallowed up in the rising ocean tide overtaken by the current and too far gone to notice anything but you and them. His fist clenched, making his fingernails dig into his palms. Noah would give anything to go back to a few months before. His mind, the instigator, fills his head with memories now. Every time he made you laugh louder than you were now. Every pretty little moment: the lingering kisses, the grocery shopping, the stolen touches, the times you spent with his family, all the times he fell deeper in love with you.

It made him see red, a fury he wasn’t used to feeling, of maybe he didn’t want to admit he felt too often, as jealousy bubbled in his blood. He needed a drink. Noah bee lines to the bar to order himself a rum and coke, making sure to tell the bartender to keep the soda to a minimum. He could get through this night; he just had to calm down. He hated anger. The way it clung to him like wet clothes after getting caught in the rain— or after diving into the ocean head first in your best suit at your friend's wedding.

He’s too caught up in it all to notice you till you order a drink beside him. Now you're so close he can smell the hints of lavender. It almost does the job of bringing him down from his clouded jealousy, but the look on your face as you turn to him resolves him to spite instead.

“What is your problem, Noah?”

“I beg your pardon”. He’s better than he expects at feigning nonchalantness, it’s his pride, he thinks, if he can just get you to feel as bad as he does, maybe he might feel a little better.

“Don’t— I would very much appreciate it if you would stop glaring at me and date.”

“I can't look around the room?”

“You were staring.”

“Must have just been lost in thought,” he shrugs and he hears you mumbling to yourself. It’s your tell, it's how he knows he's accomplished his mission, you’re just as angry as he is now.

You fake a smile and thank the bartender as they lay down your drink on the bar. After taking a sip you sigh, but he spots the crinkle in your nose, still angry, “Look, this room is big enough for one of us to be on one side, the other on the other and then no one has a problem.”

Simple enough, but could he do that? He thinks he might just so he doesn’t ruin this wedding for his friend, but this sick twisted part of him doesn’t care. He hasn’t seen you in so long and though he wishes it were on nicer terms, if a screaming match is all he can get from you he’ll take it and hate himself later. “It's that simple, huh?”

“Oh my god,” you shake your head.

Noah leans over motioning to his chest, voice rising to a plea, “I’m sitting here with my fucking heart ripped out of my chest and you’re—” galavanting off with your date he would have finished but you’re quick to stop him.

“Oh, i'm sorry, Noah is me trying to move on after you— you broke up with me offending you?” You quirk your head at him and scoff, “Your heart ripped out of your chest,” it's a bitter laugh that leaves your lips now, not like the joyful one he had heard moments before and he kicks himself because he's dug this hole. Six feet deep in the ground, but god does he not want to lie in it.

“Don’t give me your high and mighty crap right now,” you continue, “How do you think I feel? For me to pour out every fucking inch of my heart to you and for you to doubt that?” Your voice cracks and the tears start to form in your eyes, but you’ve learned to get the anger out first before they start to roll, “I moved out of my apartment when my lease was up. I got an offer for a job in Manchester— a real fucking good one, but you didn’t know that. No, cause I didnt even give it a second thought? Why when I loved my life in Romford? I loved the life I was building with you and I turned it down.”

You poke at his chest and the tears fall now, “No, Noah, you don’t get to sit there and be angry with me. You fucked this up.”

He wants to reach out and hold you, you're so close now he could if he wanted to, but he doesn’t, knowing you’d just hate him further. He thinks of all the ways he could beg, cry with you, scream that he loves you. But as much as this felt like a scene from a movie, it wasn’t. He lost you way back in the end of the first act and there was no love confessed reunions to this film. Not like the romantic comedies. He was not the leading man. Some dark-haired suave Mr. Darcy type who’d get looked past for all his shitty fucking behavior because he’s here crying and telling you he loves you.

No, this was one of those films that ends in tragedy.

#litg #love island the game #litg s2 #kiwi talks #litg season 2 #litg fic #litg noah #litg Noah x mc #noah x mc #guys I really like this fic wtf #Alexa play To Be So Lonely by Harry Styles for Noah pls #i think I love this so much because I thought for months exile was about Harry and Taylor till I realized Joe co wrote the song #i am a child of divorce #also to me this happened and like a year or so later Noah is on love island #im learning to write more second perspective but I was really tempted to make this Noah’s ex Priya #Oop maybe Hope did have something to worry about lmao #realizing there is not a single direct mention of exile in this fic

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beccas-gf · 5 months

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#litg #litg s2 #litg season 2 #litg marisol #litg priya #litg lottie #litg hope #litg mc #Operation Nope #litg day 10 #noah x mc

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ariendiel · 8 months

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What would Priya x Noah relationship headcanons be like?

Interesting, anon, as I think they both like the *idea* of dating each other more than anything. Still, I'll give some headcanons a go for you!

Noah x Priya Relationship Headcanons

Lets say MC wasn't involved, and that operation Nope was all Priya. I still think Noah would go back to Hope and all that nonsense after CA, but what about after the show? Noah and Priya will both be single again not long after, so what then?

I can see Priya reaching out to Noah once him and Hope are done, asking if he wants to meet up, maybe talk about things. Noah would of course agree, happy to meet up with a friend.

Still, maybe they share a few drinks, and then Priya brings up how she tried to get with him because he's so hot etc. Noah would of course be flattered, maybe a bit brave as he's had something to drink. Priya invites him to hers and, well... 😏

Noah gets very attached after sex, so I think once they've slept together he'll want to see her again, hoping it'll lead somewhere. Priya will probably be a bit overwhelmed, but it's Noah and she knows him, so why not give it a go?

I feel like most parents would adore Noah, and Priya's family is no exception. They adore him, which makes Priya feel such relief as I think she generally struggles with introducing guys to her parents.

Noah's mum and siblings also like Priya of course, although his mum worries since she knows Noah wants kids and Priya seems similar to Hope in that regard (as in no kids, or at least no kids in a while).

Still, I think they can last for a while, Noah being younger than her meaning he's not in a rush to settle *yet*. I think they might even try moving in together, but knowing they'll have to talk about their future goals means there's always tension there.

They also have a few fundamental differences when it comes to what they value most in life, and general views of the world, which will lead to arguments.

After a fight one night, I think they'll both realise that they're defeated and sit down to finally talk. The talk ends with them agreeing to break up. It feels inevitable, but I think they'll manage to be friends once they're over the hurt.

Friendships and relationships headcanons masterpost

#litg s2 #love island the game #litg #litg noah #litg priya #ask

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misterah13 · 3 months

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My main fandom characters list

Yellow Guy

Duck Guy

Red Guy

Micheal Afton

Frisk

Chara

Flowey The Flower

Nicky Roth

Baby Talking Tattletail

Bendy

Alice Angel

Boris The Wolf

Charley

Barley

Edgar

Carley

Six

The Runaway Kid

Mono

The Girl In The Yellow Raincoat

Shadow Six

Nome

Cuphead

Mugman

Ms Chalice

The Player

Mickey Mouse

Spongebob SquarePants

Gary The Snail

Patrick Star

Squidward Tentacles

Mr Eugene H Krabs

Sandy Cheeks

Sheldon J Plankton

Karen Plankton

Gumball Watterson

Darwin Watterson

Anais Watterson

Penny Fitzgerald

Carrie Krueger

Meilin Lee

Miriam Mendelsohn

Priya Mangal

Abby Park

Nyamo

Konata Izumi

Hikage Miyakawa

Hinata Miyakawa

Kagami Hiiragi

Tsukasa Hiiragi

Miyuki Takara

Yutaka Kobayakawa

Minami Iwasaki

Patricia Martin

Hiyori Tamura

Misao Kusakabe

Ayano Minegishi

Skid

Pump

Lila

Jaune

Yuuko Aioi

Mio Naganohara

Mai Minakami

Nano Shinonome

Professor Hakase Shinonome

Sakamoto

Felix The Cat

Sophie Walten

Jenny Letterson

Ice Cream Man

Sergeant Keroro Gunso

Private Second Class Tamama Nitohei

Corporal Giroro Goucho

Sergeant Major Kururu Soucho

Lance Corporal Dororo Heicho

Angol Mois

Carmen Sandiego

Player Bouchard

Zack

Ivy

Suhara

Sonia

Hideo

The Chief

Chase Devineaux

Julia Argent

Agent Zari

A.C.M.E Agent

Four

Sarah Henderson

Lily Henderson

Kyle Henderson

Thomas Bentley Artwright

Henry Stickmin

Ellie Rose

Charles Calvin

Red

Classic Sonic The Hedgehog

Classic Miles Tails Prower

Classic Knuckles The Echidna

Classic Amy Rose The Hedgehog

Classic Ray The Flying Squirrel

Classic Mighty The Armadillo

Rayman

Sunny

Kel

Aubrey

Hero

Basil

Mari

Siffrin

Mirabelle

Isabeau

Odile

Bonnie

Pomni

Ragatha

Raggedy Ann

Raggedy Andy

Babette

Bobby

Penny

Hanazuki

Hemkas

Kiazuki

Kiyoshi

Maroshi

Miyumi

Captain Olimar

The Knight

Rumi

Pancho

Qaru

Nayra

Pacman

Player

Poppy Playtime

Red Crewmate

Boyfriend

Girlfriend

Pico

Niko

Madeline

Hat Kid

Bow Kid

Kirby

Bandana Waddle Dee

Meta Knight

King Dedede

Rick

Kine

Coo

Marx

Gooey

Nago

ChuChu

Pitch

Adeleine

Ribbon

Queen Ripple

Ripple Star Fairies

Shadow Kirby

Dark Meta Knight

Daroach

Spinni

Doc

Storo

Squeakers

Magolor

Taranza

Sectonia

People Of The Sky

Susie

Francisca

Flamberge

Zan Partizanne

Classic Kirby

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queen-of-boops · 7 months

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Day 5: Leather/Latex

Pairing: Priya x Male MC

Word Count: 2,646

Read on ao3 here.

#litg #litg ff #litg fanfic #litg kinktober #litg priya

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coffeeheartaddict2 · 11 months

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Everybody hurts sometimes (12/18)

Crash

Book: Open Heart (AU)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC a Casey Valentine

Featuring: Naveen Banerji, Alan Ramsey, Tobias Carrick.

Warnings: Language, alcohol consumption

*****trigger warning- this series deals with issues of abandonment and addiction*****

Category: Angst

Rating: Mature

Word count: 1841

Summary: Ethan is still haunted by Louise’s overdose and his self destructive behaviours continue, not only harming him but others. Casey makes a decision that adds to Ethan’s self doubt.

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Pixelberry

Authors note: have your comfort food ready pretty much from here to chapter 16. It will be confronting and quite the spiral that Ethan goes through.

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It has been a week since Louise left Edenbrook and Ethan was still confronted. Everyone seemed convinced that he should have spoken to her and see what she had to say for herself, even after all this time but he did not want to know, with her actions, to him anyway speaking louder than any words could.

Ethan’s life fast became a cycle of work, drink, sleep. The only variation being when Casey came over in which the heavier drinking moved until after she was asleep.

He managed to successfully hide it for a few weeks but after a month and a bit of this cycle, those who cared and loved him the most were concerned.

Naveen recognised the signs quickly but gave Ethan time to sort things out himself. When that did not occur he came over, on a day when he knew Casey was not there.

“What is wrong Ethan?”

Nothing is wrong?”

“You can not fool me Ethan, I remember how wracked with grief I was when Priya passed.”

“I am fine Naveen!” As Ethan took another drink of scotch.

“No, you are not. I know you have always been work focussed but lately you have been more possessed than normal and I am sorry but you are also not doing a good job of hiding your drinking as you think. You looked less disheveled when you were putting in the long hours whilst I was dying.”

“I’m fine” said Ethan, voiced laced with emotion.

“Don’t go pushing people away Ethan, it is exactly what she did. Me, your father, Casey. We all love you and want to see you healed.”

“I wish people would accept my decisions. If you are not going to then please leave me be.”

Naveen was affronted. He had never seen Ethan like this and he knew that Ethan was indeed lying to himself but he left.

When Naveen arrived home he called Alan and told him of his meeting with Ethan. Alan was saddened. Alan confided that he had been on the outer with Ethan since Louise first made contact. Naveen asked Alan if Louise had given any indication as to why she left or did not reach out herself. Alan stated that she had not, she understood why I was leaving the ball in Ethan’s court. I mean I was shocked that she reached out after all this time and also shocked she was an addict.

“Was she not addicted to anything?”

“Work, she loved her job and she worked really hard, Louise is who Ethan got his workaholic tendencies from.”

“Well if his level of drinking recently is anything to go by then it is not the only addictive behaviour he has picked up.

Alan shook his head, well let’s hope history does not repeat.”

Naveen nodded in agreement.

Ethan’s relationship with Naveen was not the only casualty. Ethan had not been able to say I love you to Casey since Louise. It did not bother Casey at first, she knew that Ethan much preferred to show her he loved her in other ways but the lack of verbal confirmation was starting to bug her. He still refused to talk about what happened and how it was impacting him now. Even though he appeared to not drink excessively when he was awake, she would feel him leave the bed and come back smelling like a distillery. She knew drinking and even avoiding via sex was unhealthy but she was not sure how to even begin broaching the topic.

It was a week later after his chat with Alan that Naveen met with Casey in his office. The last time Casey was here she was requesting an Ethics Hearing after admitting to Harper that she gave the medication to Mrs Martinez.

“You are not in trouble Casey, please come in.”

“Thank you Naveen.” Said Casey, feeling a little more at ease.

“I am worried about Ethan, Casey”

“I am too Naveen. He has not been able to say I love you since Louise left the hospital, he does not drink to excess when I am awake but I know he gets up during the night.”

Naveen was saddened to hear this.

“I know he was hurt badly by her actions, I get not wanting to reach out but he was so confronted with her here and clearly he never healed from the trauma. I know he feels like he is unlovable but he is just self fulfilling a prophecy right now.”

“I understand, when my sister Priya died, I was a mess, she had cancer, I did get to say goodbye to her in person and it hurt. Deep down I knew she understood and we did speak before she passed but not seeing her, not being able to do much from afar…”

“I wish he would talk about it but I do not know how to broach the subject with him, Naveen. I have always known there was anger there but this is a whole new level.”

Naveen nodded, “Ethan has always kept Alan at arms length but even he has been pushed further away.”

“I feel for Alan, not only been pushed away but after all this time, your wife finally reaches out and all she wants is to speak to Ethan.”

“Did you speak to her whilst she was here?”

“No, out of respect for Ethan’s privacy though I wish I did.”

“You have been good for him Casey. I hope he does not push you away.”

“Me too” said Casey sadly. Casey left, saddened that Naveen appeared to be on the outer. Then she thought about how Ethan had been with her especially lately and she wondered too if she was indeed been pushed away.

She had late shifts the next few days then a day off. She decided that on the night before her day off she would see Ethan. It was late and possibly not the best time to have this conversation but the longer she left it the harder it was going to be.

She let herself into the building and made her way to his apartment. She used her key to let herself into his apartment. Ethan was awake but not sobre. He was not expecting the door to open and he was confused and became surprised quickly when he saw Casey.

“I did not expect to see you” slurred Ethan.

“You are drunk” stated Casey.

“I am fine…”

“No Ethan you are not.” Casey took a deep breath. “You have not been fine since she came into the ED.”

“Casey…”he walks over to kiss her but Casey takes a step back.

“No Ethan, we are going talk.”

“There is nothing to talk about!” Exclaimed Ethan

“Nothing too…” Casey throws her hands in the air in disbelief.

“The fact you think there is nothing to talk about is the issue.” Casey takes a few breaths . “I get the anger, if someone walked out for no reason and did not contact me again I would be upset too, but how is pushing those who love you and care about you helpful?”

“I am not pushing anyone…”

“Yes you are Ethan, ever since she has left you have pushed not only Naveen but also me away”

“No I have not pushed you…”

“How have you not pushed me away? Tell me. You can not even say I love you, or I care about you, I have started to feel used after we have sex, you sneak out of bed to drink…again Ethan, how have you not pushed me away?”

“I am not feeling loved Casey, how do you expect me to say I love you?”

“Therapy, I don’t know, confront Louise, find out why she left you, the answers are not in scotch and sex, you went through trauma Ethan.”

“That woman left me for drugs,pure and simple…”

“You do not know for sure Ethan, the addiction could have come later.”

“It does not negate the fact that she fucking walked out that door with no explanation no nothing!”

“That is on her, not you, you rose above it then but you aren’t now and it is killing the relationships that I know mean more than anything to you.”

“I am not ruining…”

“Yes you are Ethan, the longer you don’t properly address the issues, the more damage you are doing. I want to be here for you truly but if you can not accept the help and love from me, Naveen, hell even your own father then I can not stay. I’m sorry Ethan but I can not do us anymore if you keep down this self destruction.”

Ethan is a tumult of emotions but anger wins out.

“Then get the fuck out of my apartment.”

Casey tosses her key on the bench and walks out.

When Casey shuts the door, his anger turns to sorrow.

“Fuck” he tells as he throws a tumbler across the room. He collapses onto the floor and cries. He eventually gets up and gets another drink to numb the extra pain he is in.

Casey manages to make it to the lift before letting her tears loose. She knew deep down she loved him but she knew that she was going to get hurt more if she stayed. She made her way to her apartment. Aurora came home at the same time, surprised to see Casey. They head up. Casey telling Aurora the gist of what has been happening. Aurora asked what she was going to do about her residency. Casey said she did not know right now.

Casey went to bed and Aurora messaged Tobias stating Casey is wanting to look for a new residency, can we fit her in at Kenmore.

Tobias had to do a double take.

“What the fuck did you do Ethan” he muttered to himself.

Tobias then messaged Aurora that he would speak to the chief first thing.

Later that morning Aurora got a text from Tobias stating to come in early and bring Casey to meet with Dr McRae.

Aurora told Casey and she was appreciative. They met with Dr McRae and she was impressed. Casey was to continue her residency at Mass Kenmore. She was to start the following Monday and even said she would get the ball rolling with Naveen.Casey was appreciative.

Later that evening Naveen contacted Casey. He expressed sadness at her leaving. Casey said she had to, she explained how she confronted Ethan and how he was in denial of everything and how she ended it. Naveen was saddened but understood.

Naveen then sent an email to the team advising of Casey’s transfer. Ethan received the email. He read it but he was too numb. On a base level he knew Casey was right, he was pushing people away but he was scared of that fact that they may not indeed be there at the end of the healing so he did what he did to cope and that was to have another drink.

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Authors note: do we hate me yet???? Those who have seen my outline know that this is not the end of the spiral. But again happy ending. Next chapter there is a slight reprieve.

For those who have endured thank you

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whatisreggieshortfor · 11 months

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Daybeds Rendevous

Coming back from Casa Amor, MC is nervous about where it leaves her with the one she wants. So he puts her fears to bed.

Gary x MC

Happy birthday @csmicletters ! Love you Rafa 💛 I utilized one of the ideas you mentioned forever ago, sorry it wasn’t a more original idea from me.

Returning from Casa Amor, Senna had a pit of anxiety in her stomach. The idea of no guarantees made her nauseous- just because she hadn’t met someone she liked more, it didn’t mean he didn’t. But when it came down to her choice… there was really no choice at all. She wasn’t coupled with the person she wanted, hardly anyone was after that disaster coupling, but she was still going to take the risk and stick. It was a dangerous move, but she knew it was one she needed to make if she wanted to make her way back to him. She just had to hope he wanted to make his way back to her, too.

So, she sat alone as the original Villa boys made their way back one by one.

She was happy for Hope when Noah came back alone. It was only a matter of time before the Priya situation was forgotten and forgiven, even as the woman squawked about who’s reunion it was supposed to be.

And then Gary came out. He looked a little let down when he saw Chelsea with Elijah, even though Lottie was clearly positioning herself to catch his attention, but his gaze drifted to Senna. He smirked softly for a second, his eyes shining with hope and a sadness she couldn’t pinpoint, before he shifted his attention to greet the new boys. Puzzled as he looked at Graham, he asked the others, “Does you guys think he looks a bit like…”

“You?” Senna supplied, all too eagerly, as Gary’s jaw dropped open. There was a silent underlying message, like she’d been thinking about him while she was gone. She let the others laugh at the recognition that dumbfounded him.

When Bobby came out, quip already leaving his lips, she could see the slight fear that ran through his eyes that Marisol had found someone. But it was almost overpowered by the joy that his friend was finally turning her luck around.

She didn’t pay too much attention to Rahim or Jakub coming out. She didn’t care, especially about Jakub. She never trusted him. She was too focused on the way Gary kept sneaking glances her way to pay them any mind, even though she vaguely registered Rahim bringing a new girl with him.

And then she noticed the way everyone’s eyes shifted to her, the way Chelsea asked if she was nervous, the sad look back in Gary’s expression.

But she wasn’t nervous- at least not for the reason they thought.

When Lucas walked out, a girl dressed to the nines following behind him, Senna felt a mix of relief and anxiety welling inside her. She was relieved Lucas could move on from her, but she wasn’t worried what this meant for her fate on the show. She was glad her fate was shared with Gary, that was her solace. Congratulating Lucas for finding someone seemed like the thing to do, even as Chelsea rambled about how he chose Blake because she was like Senna.

And then Blake felt the need to comment about how Senna wasn’t Lucas’s type anyway because she was a try hard.

She smiled to herself when she saw Gary look offended on her behalf.

When Senna caught up with the guys, after the coupling finally ended and she had gotten closure with Lucas to encourage him to make an effort with Blake, she was glad that Gary had asked her to talk privately.

“I missed ya…” he started, though hesitantly like he wasn’t sure how welcome it would be, “Wasn’t the same around here without you.”

“I missed you too.” Senna offered, leaning just a little more into his space without touching him. Though could anyone blame her if their shoulders brushed so she could feel his warmth? They were both single now after all. But she tried to lighten the mood, “Surprised you blokes noticed we were gone.”

“I noticed you were gone.” Gary admitted, his tone and eyes softer than they’d been all night. After a second of just letting his eyes drink her in, he opened his mouth…

Only to be interrupted by Shannon appearing to look for Rahim.

When everyone was getting ready for bed, Senna decided she couldn’t stay couped up in the bedroom surrounded by so many people- especially if she was going to risk sharing a bed with Lottie as the resident single ladies.

So instead she grabbed her pillow and made her way back outside.

Her head barely hit the pillow when she was surprised by a voice, “Seems you had the same idea as me.”

The grin that wound its way onto her face couldn’t be suppressed if she tried, but she still tried to hide it, “I should’ve known better than to think I’d be alone.”

She forgot he could see through her when he wanted to, “Sure, you really thought there was anywhere here I wouldn’t find ya.” Gary took the daybed next to her, rolling onto his side immediately to be able to see whatever part of her he could.

He didn’t expect her to already be looking back.

Making the goofiest face he could imagine gracing her beautiful features.

A bark of laughter shot out of him, making her grin as she tucked her arm under her head, “I have a question for you, Gare.”

He grinned, “What’s up, Sen?”

“What were you going to say earlier?” She bounced the fingers on her free hand lightly off her thumb, the only indicator that she was nervous about what she was going to hear.

Gary sighed, giving her a soft but nervous smile, “Was gonna tell you about some bloody dumb shit I pulled.” The edges of her smile started to drop, and Gary’s gut dropped with them as he realized what she thought, “Now- I- I didn’t do anything like that. I just… may have gotten in Lucas’s face a bit.”

Now she did frown, but more out of confusion, “You and the guys mentioned that.”

“It… may have been a bit more than we let on.” Gary answered, embarrassment starting to well up inside him. “Bobby had to get Rahim and Noah to help break us up because… I almost hit him.”

Senna’s jaw fell open, shock coursing through her. She never would’ve thought the sweet goof she’d grown attached to would honestly fight someone over her. She tried to find the words, she usually knew what to say to him, but she was coming up empty.

“Babe…”

The blonde man watched as she paused, clearly scrolling through thoughts in her head to find the response she wanted- or that she thought he wanted to hear- but he needed to be honest, “I was angry with him. We all knew that. It didn’t seem like you wanted to be with him, and I just- I’m sorry. Was thinking I was doing it for you. Bobby eventually talked me down, Lucas and me- we talked it out later. Guess I’m just… I’m serious about you, Senna.”

“Gary…” Senna started hesitantly, her hand that wasn’t tucked under her hand reaching across the space between the two of them to brush along his arm until he reached out to hold it, “Were you afraid I wouldn’t come back to you?”

He sighed, just a puff of air leaving, as he nodded, “Wouldn’t blame ya, if ya wanted a guy like that.”

“I want a guy just like this one.” She squeezed his hand, “If he still wants me, at least.”

“Only way I don’t pick you is if someone beats me to it.” Gary grinned at her.

“You know…” she smirked, “We’re both single right now…”

“We are,” he prompted, grin growing, “What about it?”

“Just thinking I could really do with a cuddle, if you feel up-“ Senna giggled, Gary practically leaping to join her before she even finished speaking and wrapping her up in his big arms.

Her favorite place to be.

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ravenadottir · 2 years

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I’m not sure if this has been asked before, but what would the S2 LIs be like meeting MCs parents? And along similar lines, what would the LIs own parents be like? This one might need splitting into separate questions, not sure x

li's behavior when meeting mc's parents?

i'm definitely splitting into two lol

bobby. nervous, blabbering, bringing a lot of dessert in hopes to make them like him, even though they already do. trying so hard to not tell a lot of jokes because he thinks they perceive him as a clown. once he relaxes all that charisma shows up.

carl. absolutely bricking, avoiding the conversation about meeting them because he doesn't think he leaves a good first impression. certain they're gonna hate him. once they're introduced he captures the attention because of how soft he looks when he talks about mc.

elisa. powerful, confident, slightly cocky, but mostly charming and talkative. "mom's love me, dad's appreciate how protective i am trust me, babe, this is a piece of cake."

gary. already getting his barbecue utensils and a cooler for a barbecue. that's how he thinks he makes a good impression on dad's. as mom's go, he delivers the lame "but you look like her sister" line, which works because let's face it, the guy is charismatic as fuck.

hannah. just like bobby, but instead of baked goods it's books' quotes about love, sometimes being about suffering and death, like romeo and juliet.

henrik. initially nervous because they watched him bring blake back but overall chill after addressing it, confident that they will like him because mc does. doesn't try hard but goes to the kitchen offering help to whoever is cooking, places the seats on the table, talks about fun anecdotes from trips, he thrives.

ibrahim. nervous, bricking, quaking, afraid of what they're gonna say about his conduct during the show. once they talk about it, and he tells them his thought process i don't think he calms down. the relationship will take some time to come together because of how nervous he gets when thinking about them and their opinions.

kassam. feeling nervous, quietly making an ok impression. it's really hard for him to find something to bond over, especially with older people. unless they have a good collection of music somewhere, it's hard for him to find things to talk about.

lottie. she's confident until they get to the door, then she thinks back to the things she did in the villa and says "that's all gonna back to bite me in the ass, innit?". needs lots of reassurance because thinks whatever negative comments are most likely directed to her. paranoid about their opinions.

lucas. nervous and paranoid they'll hate them because of the blake thing. overall he charms mothers and dads quite easily, but that's "when there's no clouds over my head". he does, however, address it quickly, by saying mistakes were made and he was glad he made them, because the relationship is stronger than never.

marisol. confident as fuck! she walks in like she belongs, not afraid of saying anything because that's the exact reason mc likes her, and that's what she cares about. offers help with the food, places the seating quite nicely, even brings dessert and wine. marisol is really good at meeting parents.

noah. NERVOUS. after everything that went down there's a chip on his shoulder that he can't just get rid of. it's gonna take a lot of convincing to take him there, because he's certain they hate him for everything that happened. and if that happens he has a speech prepared, about how afraid he was to get involved and hurt, and how much he has grown after dating mc.

priya. partially bricking because this might be the first time (or the first in a very long time) but also partially confident she can use a very large glass of wine to bond with the mom. telling crazy real estate stories and overall sharing what a discovery it has been to being in love with a girl, i think she charms her way into the hearts of mc's parents.

#litg #litg bobby #litg carl #litg elisa #litg gary #litg hannah #litg henrik #litg ibrahim #litg kassam #litg lottie #litg lucas #litg marisol #litg noah #litg priya #love island the game #litg s2 #litg season 2 #group asks #queue

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hopeshoodie · 2 years

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Who is the Most Problematic (TM) S2 Islander?

So I know this is literally the most absurd thing to do but I’ve decided to do it anyways.

One of the things I like most about LITG S2 is how it’s just a bunch of flawed people making mistakes and trying to get along- and that results in them doing really shitty things to each other. I’ve provided cursory lists of things people have done wrong, mostly to try and point out flaws in characters that people insist are perfect, but then it wormed into my decaying brain that I don’t know, quantifiably, which character is THE most toxic. Like I know who I like best and think did the least wrong, but I don’t know who consistently did bad things across the whole season the most. And not knowing bothers me.

So. I decided to make a spreadsheet of all the ‘bad’ things every character did across the entirety of Season 2 to quantifiably prove who is the most problematic. I made both an excel spreadsheet and a google docs table because there is something deeply wrong with me. But here’s the google doc if you want to see all the events I counted.

Warning, it is 28 pages long

To keep the data fair, I created a rubric and played through the most neutral route I can think of: a loyal Bobby route.

For the rubric, my criteria was

Number of incidents (each bad thing done was worth 1 point)

The severity of the action (on a scale of 1 point to 5 points, 1 being a little rude to 5 being cruel). This column is admittedly the most subjective, it’s based on my perception of how ‘big of a deal’ each thing is. But I felt like I needed an element to differentiate between Gary being weird and Blake outright bullying MC. Looking back across my data, this column should have been used more liberally to differentiate. I don’t think I gave any one incident higher than a 3, which I probably should have. But alas, it’s way too much to go back and correct.

Number of people directly impacted by the action (.5 of a point for each person). I’m not counting ‘everyone was annoyed that Priya and Lottie are yelling at each other’, only people directly involved, thus making it worse because you’re directly hurting more people

The duty/obligation the offending character to the people impacted (1 little to no obligation to 5 an explicit obligation- they’re official in their relationship or have set clear boundaries) this is the most important element of any conflict, imo, because it’s the expectations that have been broken. If your S3 LI makes you a bologna sandwich and it’s the first time they’re cooking for you, versus if you’ve been dating for over a year and they know you’re a vegetarian, the action is the same but one is clearly much worse. A lot of the legal cases my firm has tried hinge on the ability to prove that there was a duty owed- because we can all agree ‘x’ was a shitty thing to do, but if the person didn’t know it was shitty or had no reason NOT to be shitty, they’re not liable in the court’s eye. Again, I should have been more liberal with high numbers in this column, but I wasn’t.

As for the route I played through, I didn’t think it would be fair to be mean to characters then hold their reactions as proof of their character. I would generally hope that we are more than our reactions to those who antagonize us. It also doesn’t seem fair to break up with the LIs then hold that against them- and I cannot possibly play every single route and count every comment they make at MC against them. It’d be more data to play every single route with this in mind, because some LIs like Marisol and Gary are shitty to MC only when she’s on their route, but I just can’t possibly replay that much. So I THINK the most neutral route to play is a loyal Bobby route, because most of the nonsense Bobby does is irrelevant to if you’re romancing him. I’ve also been as nice as humanly possible to everyone and stayed out of/didn’t fix conflicts. Ideally, I would play another game and do the exact same thing, but be mean to literally everyone/break up with everyone to see them at their worst (so we have the two ends of the spectrum). But I can barely get through one replay…. So…….

With that being said and the shared google doc being my data collected, here are my conclusions. The most problematic islanders are:

Total Points (most problematic):

Lottie- 339 points

Hope- 297.5 points

Noah - 178 points

Gary- 151.50 points

Priya -142 points

Marisol- 137.5 points

Chelsea - 108.5 points

Bobby- 97.5 points

Graham - 88 points

Lucas - 56 points

And the people who had the highest impact per incident (the average of their points and the amount of incidences is highest). I wanted to quantify that because obviously we can’t account for what would have happened if Jakub, Rocco, Shannon, Jo, or Blake were in the season for longer and there’s no way they could amass points in the same way someone who was there all season could. So those people are:

Rocco - 6.25 points per incident

Jakub- 6.14 ppi

Noah- 6.14 ppi

Henrik - 5.69 (NOTE: every incident Henrik gets points for Lucas also gets points for, but Lucas also has additional unique incidences that are less bad and thus bring down his average. So Henrik is really here because he’s too nice, aside for the very few times that he’s incredibly inconsiderate)

Blake - 5.5 ppi

Felix - 5.5 ppi (same deal as Henrik, he’s just in very few conflicts aside from when he’s treating MC badly, which all the other CA boys do, he just has nothing outside of those to bring down his average)

Priya - 5.26 ppi

Elijah - 5.25 ppi (same as Henrik and Felix)

Hope - 5.22 ppi

Rahim - 5.22 ppi

And then here are some random observations I made whilst finishing this project

Bobby gets offensive/unkind to others only when Henrik and Lucas enter- is he feeling threatened and doesn’t normally act like that?

Lottie was supposed to ‘grow’ throughout the season, but really her data reflects that she was simply getting into less disagreements, not necessarily that the comments/actions she was doing in late game were less cruel than when she started.

Conversely, Marisol ABSOLUTELY got meaner throughout the season. She started very much minding her own, but at the end she’s trying to make people jealous and making shady comments to others and generally being a lot more unkind to those around her (Rahim also has this to an extent). Maybe she’s just burnt out from filming or in letting her guard down her actions become more hurtful.

The women have a LOT more incidences than the men. Chalk that up to MC spending more time with them, maybe, because they certainly spend a lot more time on screen than the men do and take an active role in most conflicts.

#litg #now i can rest eternally #this was such a huge undertaking #the worst part was the loyal bobby route ngl #final queue

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moodyvalentinestories · 9 months

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Direction – Thirty-One | Hunt x HWU MC (Danielle)

Summary: Danielle and Hunt continue their conversation.

Words: 700+

Notes: He he he, I’m back! Hello hello hello! Not dead! Still here, still writing. ‘Sup? P.S. Working on the next part already, so hopefully you won’t have to wait nine months until the story continues. Oopsie.

❥ Previous Chapter: Thirty ❥ Moodyvalentine’s Masterlist

There was a knock on the door, and Danielle immediately assumed it was Chris, who was checking in on them to see whether they were both still alive. When he opened the door, however, Chris had a rather grim expression on his face. “We’ve got a problem. And by we, I mean you guys.”

Just then, Hunt’s phone rang. He took it out of his pocket and Danielle could catch a glimpse of his screen just long enough to see the caller ID – Priya Singh. Uh-oh. That could not be good news.

Hunt told her to stay quiet and picked up. Danielle couldn’t hear exactly what was said, but she was pretty sure she could make out the words disgusting and bastard.

Priya hadn’t called his personal number in several years, and the fact that she was calling now could only mean one thing: something horrible had happened, and Thomas was certain he knew what. Very reluctantly, he picked up the phone, and was immediately greeted by a slew of insults.

“Thomas, you disgusting bastard. Have you lost your bloody mind? You can’t be that stupid, you—”

“Priya,” he interrupted her, not willing to subject himself to this much longer. “Could you perhaps tell me why you are insulting me this time?”

As if he didn’t already know. It must have leaked. Chris coming in, telling them they had a problem, and now this? The photos that he was sure must have been taken of their kiss earlier that day were out there now. He knew they were.

And, still, when Priya confirmed just that, he was shocked. “You have to ask? You’re fucking a student, Thomas.”

“Former student, first of all,” Thomas said, then quickly added, “And I’m not fucking anyone.”

“Oh, sure you aren’t. How long has this been going on? Centaurus Lost? Earlier, even? The photo from Sundance? She’s a child, Thomas!”

Danielle must have heard that last sentence, which wasn’t surprising since Priya had practically shouted it, and chimed in. “I’m twenty-six, thank you very much. Most definitely not a child.” Thomas glared at her, which had the desired effect of her shutting her mouth. She was not helping the situation.

“She’s with you right now?! Are you-- oh, God, I hope you’re wearing clothes. Please tell me you’re not--”

This time, it wasn’t Danielle who said something, but Chris, who very unhelpfully said, “Nope, I’m here, too. Nothing shady going on.”

Thomas sighed and put the phone on speaker. If everyone was going to join the conversation, either way, he might as well.

“Oh, great, the other boyfriend’s here, too,” Priya groaned.

“Hey!” Danielle exclaimed. “Neither of them is my boyfriend, okay? Now, can someone please tell us what exactly we’re dealing with here?”

“Does nobody here have Google alerts for their name set up? Check TMZ, or any other gossip site for that matter,” Priya said exasperatedly. “Thomas, I’ve called a board meeting to see what we’re going to do about this. Expect an invitation to an official hearing soon.”

Thomas gasped. He knew she was far from a friend these days, but he would not have expected her to be so quick to judge. “Priya, nothing happened when she was a student. This is none of your—”

“I’ll be in touch,” she interrupted him, then promptly hung up.

Thomas buried his head in his hands and let out a long sigh. His life, his career, everything was over. And it was all because he couldn’t keep his feelings in check. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

He knew, logically, it wasn’t Danielle’s fault. He knew he shouldn’t be mad at her – and he wasn’t, he was mad at everything right now – but despite all the talking, and the mutual understanding that they would handle this together, the reality of it was a different beast entirely.

“Thomas?” she ventured, lightly touching his arm. He flinched, and she immediately pulled her hand away.

He took a deep breath, then told her, as calmly as he could, “I’m sorry, I need-- I need some time. Please, I--”

Danielle looked quite unhappy with that answer, but she nodded. “I understand. It’s okay, I’ll… I’ll be just across the hall in case you need to find me.”

Tags (let me know if you wish to be removed from this list because it’s also 9 months old lol):

@trappedinfanfiction @oneemofungirl @alleksa16 @hopelessromantic1352 @silversparrow1112 @alj4890 @lilyoffandoms

#hwu hunt #hwu #professor hunt #danielle #hollywood u #hollywood u: rising stars #playchoices

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willkimurashat · 1 year

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So, my friends invited me over to watch the PG rated hit family film Cats (2019). Can we have a moment of silence for my forever lost innocence please? … Thank you. Anyway, so now that I’m greatly disturbed and utterly horrified, here’s a LITG x Cats crossover absolutely no one asked for lmao

Casting LITG islanders as characters from Cats (not necessarily from 2019 version because wtf was that)

Marisol/Camilo as Munkustrap

Imposing, energetic, courageous. Leader and protector of the Jellicle cats tribe. Responsible and brave. Narrator and story-teller.

S5 MC as Victoria

Young, inhibited, inquisitive. Naive and kind-hearted, abandoned by previous owners. Longs to be wanted and loved.

Chelsea/Thabi as Jennyanydots

Motherly, contended, controlling. Lazying around during the day, running the household during the night. Cheerful and good-humored with bossy side.

Priya and Bobby/Iona and Najuma as Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer

Mischievous, rambunctious, ne’er-do-well. Fun-loving criminal duo, generally well-received by other cats. Notorious partners in crime.

Lexi/Cherry as Grizzabella

Proud, hurt, indomitable. Once a glamorous star, now exiled and disgraced. Sad and wistful, despised by the Jellicle cats, longs for forgiveness.

Lottie/Suresh as Macavity

Hypnotic, jealous, dangerous. Malevolent criminal mastermind, eludes the police and strikes fear in other Jellicle cats.

Angie/Lulu as Old Deutoronomy

Wise, commanding, spiritual. Kind and just leader of the Jellicle cats, beloved by everyone. An ancient cat with psychic powers and spiritual connection with Heavyside layer.

Mason/Rafi/Finn as Rum Tum Tugger

Vain, perverse, inconsequent. Charismatic, self-obsessed show-off. Rock star with wild anarchic energy and comedic sexuality.

Kat as Bombalurina

Generous, voluptuous, frank. Self-confident and very direct about feelings. Extremely flirtatious and the center of attention.

Rohan/Henrik/Alfie as Mr. Mistoffelees

Competitive, neat, electric. Mysterious and clever conjuring cat. Up to mischief or performing amusing magic tricks.

Bruno/Tai as Skimbleshunks

Caring, bright, self-regarding. Protector of the kittens when danger is near. Jolly and cheerful, remembered by his signature gigantic smile and bright personality.

Will as Gus the Theatrical Cat

Wistful, imaginative, frail. Fragile and feeble old cat, reminiscing about his days of being an actor. Initially vague and a little confused, but becomes more confident and outspoken.

Jake/Tom as Bustopher Jones

Foppish, gluttonous, dapper. Genial and cheerful, enjoys life to the fullest. Particularly interested in fine dining and cuisine at gentlemen’s clubs. Leaves swiftly at first sign of trouble.

#yeah idk what this is either #probably the most deranged litg crossover you’ll ever find #i mean if james can direct the musical in s4 i don’t see why i can’t lmao #but uh yeah - i hope it reaches this very super niche audience lmao #feel free to agree/disagree/add on lol #litg #love island the game #litg s1 #litg s2 #litg s3 #litg s4 #litg s5 #litg everyone #cats the musical #cats 2019

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