#master harold...and the boys

[13thdoctor]

My fucked up dog. Who eats people

#doctor who #the master #dr who #simm!master #master #harold saxon #art #mine #I really think the master overall would be more of a catgirl than a dogboy but oh mein gott. you leashed my prime minister. #i cant NOT draw a boy in a leash with doggy ears. Come on #society if i could one day make gay little keychains or something

[master-of-the-wasteland]

Mae: :D hi master, uh, like, wanna be buddies? *reality bending go brr*

(-@crossinghopescollective)

With all due respect, no, I'd rather not be "buddies." I don't even know you. Maybe if you bring me a meal though I might consider it then.

#doctor who #the master #ask blog #ask #harold saxon #feed him #feed my boy #get him burger #five burger #twenty burger even

[unicornofthemidwest]

What if I was obsessed with some random-ass old plays? What then?

#oh good lord its happening again #the curious savage #long days journey into night #shakespeare #obviously #a moon for the misbegotten #twelve angry men #/jurors #the miracle worker #the crucible #“master harold”...and the boys

[do-you-know-this-play]

#“master harold” #“master harold”… and the boys #athol fugard #theatre #theater #plays #tumblr polls

[arrietty-rune]

Hello there ! Updated my AU The Steam Tales of Elmore and redesigned some characters since the first drawings were a bit meh

The story happens in a steampunk version of Elmore so news features and locations in the city, outside this, the citizens are (almost) the same as the show.

The story follow mainly the kids, being older here, having the routine as always. But strange things happens everywhere in the town and are called anomalies. They are recognizable by glitches and have different forms, like objects, weird crack on wall, floor and even... entities.

As they're shown to be dangerous to citizens, they have to be destroyed. A group of teens are working to fix or eliminate them as quickly as possible, but finding them could take a while. Nobody know where they are coming from and why they attack people.

You can like/rb this post without reading what's next!! For some being interested by more (including a small description of each character), here we go ♡

These characters are the common/main ones, idk about a main protagonist ngl !! Here's a small description of each of them !

Gumball Watterson (15 years old): An optimistic kid who always tries to be the hero but mostly fails due to unknown knowledge from the enemy… Alco because he acts before he thinks, despite being smart sometimes.

Darwin Watterson (13 years old): Gumball's little brother who is very nice and seems to be very innocent and like to comfort the others. He was a family pet before he grew lungs and gain the ability of speaking, but unlike in The Origins, he never grew legs. His mechanic ones were gifted thanks to charity.

Penny Fitzgerald (15 years old): A friendly and helpful girl. Though she like to give help and support, she's a bit reserved. Her family wears shells in tradition but broke hers when she was a toddler. The mask she wears are the remains of it.

Rob Needlemeyer (16 years old): A smart and tall kid who think and do planning before acting. He lost his arm 3 years ago after being in contact with a glitchy crack and is replaced by a mechanic one. As being able to be extended, he uses it commonly in routine, especially to help with one of his dads' works. (nb: Rob was never sent to the Void and isn't aware of its existence.)

Tobias Candella (15 years old): An energetic kid that, like Gumball, act before thinking. He used to be a selfish kid and a troublemaker in the past and tries now to be nice, despite being impulsive. As a playful boy who was addicted to video games once, he like to put references from it. He loves Dnd with passion and is very good as being the Dungeon Master.

Rachel Candella (18 years old): Tobias' big sister. She is smart and careful toward her loved ones but act reserved most of time. She usually works alone and is able to know easily the locations of entities compared to others. (nb: Tobias and Rachel have their mom's family name here since she and Harold are divorced)

Clare Cooper (18 years): A quiet girl that prefers to act or analyse the situation before sharing anything to everyone. She can be rude and is sometimes annoyed of stupid people.

Julius Oppenheimmer Jr. (16 years): A kid used to be a troublemaker. Being nicer today, he still can lost his temper when someone annoys him. As having good fighting skills, he can lead the other kids at fighting anomalies in a easier way.

And voilà ! I hope this give you some interest !! Feel free to ask about this, I'm planning to work on it a lot ♥

#tawog #the amazing world of gumball #gumball watterson #darwin watterson #penny fitzgerald #tawog rob #tobias wilson #rachel wilson #clare cooper #julius oppenheimmer jr #there is iiiit! updated version #i drew more characters and i'll post them probably tomorrow ! #blooming tree #steam tales au

[pjshermann]

Jude's Timeline

Since there are no dates or determinable time period (beyond the fact that it's set in the 21st century) in A Little Life, I love trying to figure out the timelines of the characters themselves. So here's Jude.

Newborn

Born in South Dakota

Abandoned as a newborn and taken in by the monastery

5 years old

Received a fossil from Brother Luke for his birthday

7 years old

Had his hand burnt by Father Gabriel

Sexual abuse by the Brothers began

8 years old

Given a set of wooden logs for his birthday

Abducted by Brother Luke and forced into prostitution

11 years old

Began cutting himself

12 years old

Rescued from Brother Luke

Placed in a boys group home in Montana

13 years old

Meets the Learys

Beaten by the counselors, causing life-long scarring on his back

14 years old

Runs away from the group home in Montana

Abducted by Dr. Traylor and held captive for four months

15 years old

Run over by Dr. Traylor, causing his life-long disability

Rescued from Dr. Traylor

Meets Ana

Begins living with the Douglasses

16 years old

Ana passes away

Briefly lives in an emergency shelter

Has a summer job at a bakery

Leaves Philadelphia, and starts his undergraduate study at an unnamed college in Boston

17 years old

Met Andy Contractor

Gifted a model house by Malcolm

18 years old

Began working as a classics professor's amanuensis

Dr. Traylor dies in prison

20 years old

Graduated from his undergraduate study and goes to France for the first time

Began Law School at (presumably) Harvard

Began his Pure Math Master's degree from MIT

Met Harold Stein and Julia Altman

21 years old

Stayed at Harold and Julia's house for the first time and imagined they were his parents

Had an unspecified internship during the summer

Invited to Harold and Julia's summer house, Truro, for the first time

22 years old

Learned to drive (from Harold)

23 years old

Graduated Law School

Graduated Masters at MIT

Began his clerkship in Washington, living in the living room of an unnamed legislative assistant

24 years old

Given keys to the Cambridge house by Julia

25 years old

Moved to New York, living at Malcolm's parents' house

Began working at the U.S Attorney as an assistant prosecutor

Moved out of Malcom's parents' house to Lispenard St

26 years old

Has his first episode in front of Harold, who sings to him

Willem finds out about his cutting

Jumps off a roof with his friends at Lispenard St

27 years old

Broke the mug that Jacob made

Attended Andy's wedding

29 years old

Began tutoring Felix

30 years old

Adopted by Harold and Julia <3

31 years old

First contacted by Lucien after working on case for Thackery Smith

Finalized the contract for a job at Rosen Pritchard, after the elevator broke once more at Lispenard

Contacted by Rob Wilson (Some unknown from the home)

32 years old

Bought his Green Street apartment

35 years old

Became a partner at Rosen Pritchard (the youngest one in the firm's history)

36 years old

Picked out a suit for Malcolm for his wedding that would happen that year

Began the renovations for Greene Street

37 years old

Broke off his friendship with JB after the latter mocks his disability

38 years old

Scolded by Harold out at dinner for working at Rosen Pritchard

40 years old

His former Master's advisor, Dr. Kashen, passes away

Attended his former classmates, Lionel and Sinclair's, wedding

Began dating Caleb Porter

Broke up with Caleb Porter

41 years old

Attempts suicide and is briefly institutionalized

Goes to Morroco

43 years old

Caleb port a potty dies <3

Began dating Willem

45 years old

Has his big fight with Willem and tells him about his childhood

46 years old

Buys a flat in London on Harley Street

The last time he would truly walk on his own. No aides, no prosthetics. This is during a trip to Bhutan

47 years old

Starts getting lots of wounds on his legs and bone infections

48 years old

Gets his legs amputated

49 years old

Starts walking again

50 years old

Set up scholarships for Julia and Harold at their respective universities

Loses both Willem and Malcolm (and Sophie) to a drunk driving accident

51 years old

His loved ones hold an intervention for him

52 years old

Went to Rome

Taught Harold how to cook

Asked to be the chairman of Rosen Pritchard

53 years old

Took his own life :(

If there's anything here you think should be added let me know. And of course this isn't every single thing that happened to Jude, just some main events or events that helped pinpoint the timeline. So if there's a scene/event/anything that you'd like to know the timeline of, let me know (inbox)

#a little life #a little life play #jude st francis #een klein leven #a little life book

[nowarin]

I finally got around to posting some edits that have been floating around for literal years. Born from a 'style swap' it evolved into more of an 'Alternate Universe' - PART 2

Featuring:

Nicest girl you'll ever meet Heather: as the title says, you just can't dislike her. She'll do anything to help you and be your friend.

All brain Eva: no brawns at all. Very book smart, she still had somewhat of an anger management issue, but she managed to get it in control a long time ago. Brain over feelings.

Emo Lindsay: she only loves the color black, unimpressed by everything. Except maybe cute nerdy boys.

Weaboo Beth: she's really REALLY into anime and japanese culture, she won't hesitate to tell you all about it

Basket master Harold: turns out he does have mad skills, especially when playing ball. Problem is, he can't see anything without his glasses.

Mathlete Tyler: he likes math a normal amount, really. He loves doing math/logic themed competitions with his team of nerds.

#td edit #td alternate universe #total drama #total drama fanart #td heater #td eva #td tyler #td lindsay #td beth #td harold #td lyler #lyler

[retirement-home-rumble]

Your Elderly Representatives:

Gravity Falls - Stanley and Stanford Pines

Avatar: The Last Airbender - Uncle Iroh

Muppets - Statler and Waldorf

Lord of the Rings - Gandalf

Dream SMP - Philza Minecraft and Technoblade

Discworld - Granny Weatherwax and Nanny Ogg

Ace Attorney - Wendy Oldbag

Doctor Who - Wilfred Mott

The Magnus Archives - Gertrude Robinson

Batman - Alfred Pennyworth

Star Wars - Yoda

Critical Role - Chetney Pock O'Pea

Up - Carl and Ellie Fredrickson

The Owl House - Principal Hieronymus Bump

Just Roll With It - Old Man Earl

Splatoon - Captain Craig Cuttlefish and DJ Octavio

Half Life VR but the AI is Self Aware - Dr Harold Coomer and Bubby

Jojo's Bizzare Adventure - Joseph Joestar

Transformers - Ratchet

Cats - Old Deuteronomy

Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles - Splinter

DuckTales - Scrooge McDuck

Ninjago - Sensei Wu

Undertale - Gerson

Amphibia - Hop Pop

Golden Kamuy - Hijikata Toshizou

The Good Place - Michael

Back to the Future - Doc Brown

X-Men - Magneto and Professor X

Zero Escape - Tenmyouji

Genshin Impact - Zhongli

Five Nights at Freddy's - William Afton

Welcome to Night Vale - The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home

Homestuck - Nanna Jane Egbert

Kingdom Hearts - Master Xehanort

The Adventure Zone - Merle Highchurch

RWBY - Maria Calavera

Hermitcraft - TinFoilChef

Full Metal Alchemist - Pinako Rockbell

Miss Marple - Miss Marple

Skullgirls - Black Dahlia

Yu Yu Hakusho - Genkai

Umbrella Academy - Five Hargreeves

Golden Girls - the Golden Girls

Breaking Bad - Mike Erhmantraut

Dimension 20 - Bishop Raphaniel Charlock

Final Fantasy - Emet-Selch

Warrior Cats - Yellowfang

One Piece - Dr Kureha

My Little Pony - Granny Smith

Spongebob Squarepants - Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy

Stardew Valley - Grandpa

She-Ra and the Princesses of Power - Madame Razz

Bloodborne - Gehrman the First Hunter

Courage the Cowardly Dog - Muriel Bagge

Dragon Ball - Master Roshi

The Emperor's New Groove - Yzma

Mulan - Grandmother Fa

Death Note - Watari

Kung Fu Panda - Master Oogway

Christmas - Santa Claus

Plainview Discord Server - Funky Old

Token Tumblr Real Person - @theangstking 's cat, Lilly

Real Life Old Person - Betty White

EDIT: Results from all preliminaries have been updated

#retirement home rumble

[luminous-letters]

Um, i don't wanna be annoying but i kinda wanna see the results of Sebek's letter.

Like, how does the MC take it? I'd avoid him and the diasomnia gang like the plague after that hsksbsksb (sorry Tsunotaro 😞😞)

personally, if someone affectionately compared me to a rat, i would marry them instantly 💀

"Why haven't they replied to my love letter?"

"Sebek, you compared them to a rat. A wet one— wait, wait, not you Harold, sorry." Silver sighed. He feels like he might get an aneurysm anytime soon from Sebek's...exotic choice of words.

"But I followed Master Lilia's advice!"

"You followed it to the letter, now look at the outcome. You don't go around telling people they remind you of rats." Silver almost gave up. Almost.

"But they're not just a rat!"

You were a good rat.

Sebek hasn't heard from you for a few days after he sent that letter. Did he make a mistake somewhere along the way? Or were you merely taking your time to write a proper reply?

Either way, it made him anxious.

The fifth day of waiting patiently finally bore fruit. A simple letter arrived in Diasomnia, 'From MC, the Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm' it read.

Finally, he thought. His restless anticipation was finally quenched.

"Oh boy... er— good luck man," Silver offered him a pat on the back. Sebek didn't need it, mind you.

Dearly detested, Sebek,

Sebek, you atrociously affectionate man. You leather-for-brains, you intellectual numbskull. You absolute dimwit, buffoon, fool, and genius at the same time. Asshat and professional dragon kisser, if I may add.

You are an idiot, in more ways than one. But that is to be unpacked in another frame in time. For now, I am to give my response to your bittersweet praise.

"You can stop reading if you like," Silver tried to console his junior. "No, I can manage. This'll get better, I swear."

Insults aside, I am delighted to find you've taken a liking to me. For I too, feel the same way.

Your hair, the color of Weed, reminds me of the grass the horses eat. Your eyes, like moss on cobblestone, pulls me in like a vortex— so alluring and so welcoming. I could get lost in those lush irises for an eternity.

You have offered to be my knight, my sword and my shield. I believe in reciprocation, so I offer myself as well. I offer to be your pen and quill, to tell your woes. To spin prose and ballads of the journeys we are to take in the future.

I offer to be your wine and your bread, to quell your thirst and hunger. To be your lantern, your fire, your warmth to brave the darkest days. And I offer to be your stronghold and your shelter, your home.

Sebek Zigvolt, my knight in leather armor. I, your wet rat, wish to tell you. I love you.

"THEY LIKE ME TOO," Sebek almost leaped from joy, his cheeks dusted with a vibrant shade of pink.

"That was a real rollercoaster ride," Silver looked like he was having a headache.

"I agree, it was quite the sight to behold," Lilia chuckled, delighted that his advice managed to aid Sebek's quest for love. Even if it resulted in an unexpected of outcome.

#twst #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #gn!mc #gender neutral reader #sebek zigvolt fluff #sebek zigvolt x reader #sebek zigvolt #fluff #twst fluff #twst fanfiction #twst fanfic #twst oneshot #oneshot #answered ask #silver #lilia vanrouge #writing #my writing #twst writing #twst x reader

[nortism]

doctor who liveblog pt 18

s3 ep11 utopia

- jack harkness episode!!!!! he’s back from the war!!!

- always cardiff with these ppl

- AYYY JACKIE BOY

- uh oh the end of the universe

- oh fuck did jack die

- back from the brink of death and already flirting

- omg the doctor is a real dick 😭😭

- glad martha had someone to bond with

- yooo jack’s immortal??

- OMG THE PROFESSOR HAS THE WATCH

- OMG THE PROFESSOR IS A TIMELORD

- YANA YOU ARE NOT ALONE WHATTTTTTTTT

- omggggg he’s an evil timelord

- GET HIS ASS CHANTHO

- HES THE MASTER ?!??!!!?!!? i’ve heard of this guy

- CHANTHO NOOOOOOOOOO

- she’s still alive LETS GOOOO

- oh shit he’s in the tardis

- oh fucj he’s gonna regenerate

- why are u as a man calling another man master??

- oh no the tardis is gone, they are fucked

s3 ep12 the sound of drums

- oh they escaped that’s good

- oh he’s harold saxon

- martha i can’t believe u didn’t vote

- IS A DOCTOR

- idk why he decided that the uk was the country from which he needed to take over the world but that’s doctor who logic 😭😭

- good to see that tish got a nice new job

- oh fuck he’s killed the cabinet

- most unrealistic part of this episode is that an alien became prime minister without being part of one of the two main parties

- who’d call himself the doctor???

- wait what happened to my girl harriet jones?

- oh shit he’s gonna kill the journalist

- lucy ur husband is gay

- oh he’s a hypnotist

- FUCK THERES A BOMB

- good of him to warn her about the bomb he planted in her room

- YES THEN MARTHA’S DAD

- oh martha’s mum u fucked up

- theres a real fucked up homoerotic undertone to the doctor/master dynamic

- what did i say?

- ok i’m kinda obsessed with the master, he’s cunty as hell

- the teletubbies r pretty cool

- starting to think the time lords aren’t great

- oh fuck jack is in torchwood

- uh oh the phones r evil

- oh my poor girl 😭😭

- fucking americans

- oh shit martha’s parents

- oh no the tardis

- oh shit he just blew up the president

- i giggled

- laser screwdriver!!

- oh fuck he was behind the lazarus thing

- sorry the doctor getting old man-ified was a little funny

- OH FUXK YEAH THEYRE PLAYING VOODOO CHILD NOW THIS IS TELEVISION

- bye bye martha

- YES THEN MARTHA

- another fucking bible reference, they r loving those this season

- on one hand, it’s bad that the master is trying to end the world, one the other, cunty queer coded villains are what i come to 2000s television for

s3 ep13 last of the time lords

- this is a lot of pressure on martha, why isn’t it the immortal fucker’s job to save the world?

- ONE YEAR LATER???

- MARTHA MY LOVE

- OH YESS THE SCISSOR SISTERS, THIS IS CINEMA

- oh they’ve crucified jack harkness

- uh oh prison break

- the old man is being old man-ified again

- where’d he go

- oh jesus fuck that’s horrible

- oh this is the doctor at his most pathetic

- at least martha’s parents are back together

- WHAT THE FUCJ IS THAT IN THE SPHERE

- NO ITS THE HUMANS FROM THE FUTURE

- oh shit the professor is a snitch

- oh fuck here he comes

- OH YES THE POWER OF WORDS AND BELIEF

- OH YEAH SAVING THE WORLD WITH A HUG AND FORGIVENESS

- uh oh they telported

- yesss homoerotic fight on a cliff let’s goo

- oh yeah his wife!!!!

- i could do without the misogyny i won’t lie

- omg he fucking died

- rip king, be nicer to women in the next life

- FUCK OFF JACK IS THE FACE OF BOE

- aww the poor doctor alone again

- good on martha for knowing when to leave

- OH FUCK HE DID REGENERATE

- what

possibly controversial but i preferred s3 to s2 despite being a rose girlie always and forever. that ruled and I LOVE U MARTHA JONES

#nortism liveblogs doctor who #doctor who #doctor who liveblog #doctor who s3 #doctor who series 3 #tenth doctor #martha jones #the master #captain jack harkness #jack harkness #the face of boe #utopia #the sound of drums #the last of the time lords

[writerofadream]

Fortune favors the Bold ⛓

TDI!Duncan x Juvie Bestfriend! Reader ⛓

Chapter Thirteen: Princess and the Frog

You were bored, out of your mind. So bored that you had started to juggle which wasn’t something you had done since you were maybe three.

Your mothers had sent Duncan and you to an acrobat camp because your fathers wanted you to get stronger in your upper body.

The tiny rubber spheres flew into your hands and back up again with practiced ease. You were so caught up in watching them fly you didn’t notice the chocolate covered underwear that just flew in front of you. But then you did. 

Your eyes quickly found the redhead responsible. “Harold, what the hell.” You let the balls fall into your hands and you had half the mind to throw them at the boy. Despite his protests you walked away now annoyed.

But before you could get very far you heard Chef Hatchet on the speakers calling you to the dock of shame.

The way he was talking didn’t have you excited. 

As you lightly jogged over to the dock you saw your green-haired devil who was walking on his hands beside Geoff. “Hey cutie.” You resumed juggling. “Hey darling.” Duncan said as his hands felt the difference from the grass to the hard boards. 

“Just kiss already, geeze.” Geoff rolled his eyes as you all lined up. 

“You call this proper formation!” Chef Hatchet was losing his absolute mind. His stick whapped everybody no matter what they were doing. T

he stick hit Duncan’s arms making them fall down, you noticed his body tense. Memories of his father were surely coursing through him. “No fun?” Chef yelled, sounding confused on why the balls were in your hands and he quickly threw them in the water, his stick hit your thigh making you stand on both legs at attention. 

You were going to start yelling.

“Shut up.” Duncan hissed beside you, he was not going to let you lose your cool on Chef, not today. You both had gone to a million military schools. You’ve had worse teachers than this. One lady actually had fourteen-year-old Duncan and you ran fifty laps while carrying twenty pound bags.

Do you want to know why?

Because you asked when lunch was.

“Today’s challenge will not be an easy one. In fact I do not expect everyone to come out alive.” Chef yelled into the megaphone making the sound ring in your ears.

When faced with trauma people deal with it in a multitude of ways. Some revert into a submissive state, some fight back with a vengeance, some deal with it with laughter, some turn themselves off.

Duncan and you were the last too. 

Your mind was quiet and your face went blank and you had a rigid posture.

Three years ago

“You are a grown adult so act like it. My training will make you stronger than you ever were before, youngling.” The man got close to your face and spit flying across your cheeks, you nodded.

“We are fourteen? The only thing making us stronger is milk… sir.” Duncan winked and the man hit him across the face without a second thought.

Duncan on the other hand was… pissed.

“My orders are to make sure every baby here drops out of my boot camp. Except one.” He yelled through the megaphone and your eye twitched. “The last one standing wins immunity for their team.” He whipped Owen.

Then he began down his set of rules. “Yes, Master Chief.” God, that sound was too familiar, you cringed at your words. 

The first challenge was to hold a boat over your heads for as long as physically possible. But Chris wanted you to do another monologue bit in the outhouse.

—

“I am an obedient soldier. No matter if I want to or not.” You muttered staring at the camera, you held your hands as if trying to wring the sweat out of them, your leg shaking anxiously. You were trained at a very early age. Your wants, and needs? Didn’t matter. “

—

Master Chief explained the rules of the challenge and Gwen watched as Duncan directed you towards the canoe, his hands were on your hips as if you were blind and couldn’t see. She noticed that there was something going on in your mind. Some unseen battle.

You lifted the canoe above your head and had to laugh when Owen and Geoff thought this would be easy. 

—

“Come on you sissies you’ve only been at it for three hours.” Chef yelled at you and you noticed how weak the other team was becoming. Duncan had an abusive father, and you’ve had to take care of a man who was supposed to take care of you since you were five. You were beyond used to pain.

Geoff caught Harold's underwear.

Harold took his hands off the boat. 

What a stupid, stupid, man.

“Is there a problem here?” Chef’s head bent down to look at you spit flew on your face and you almost lost it right there. This was too familiar.

—

The moon was bright above you.

Duncan had his chin tucked into your collarbone. He was snoring softly. He knew you wouldn’t fall, you never did. Lindsay on the other hand, lost the challenge for her team as she rang the bell. “Wake up, tiger.” You whispered as your team dropped the canoe gratefully. “I’m up, I’m up baby.” Duncan’s voice was filled with a rasp that made your heart skip a beat.

Chef and Chris had you all go to the cafeteria and you stared at the trash cans in front of you. “You remember when my dad didn’t give me money to buy food that month after my mom died, so I had to eat from the trash.” You chuckled into your palm smiling at the memory. “Fucking racoon.” Duncan laughed much to Courtney’s horror.

“You’ve got ten minutes to eat before night training.” Chef announced. 

The entire camp groaned at the mention of night training. Duncan shook his head and you wanted to start shaking with laughter. Gwen asked a VERY obvious question. “Where’s the food?” 

“Right here. At war you take what you can get!” Chef smiled, taking a lid off the trash. The rancid smell filled the room.

It was probably good that you were getting used to not eating. 

You went with Duncan as he pranked Harold for throwing the underwear at you. He gave him kitchen grease. Which was probably deadly but it’s okay. You rolled your eyes as Harold spit out the drink. “This is why you don’t have a girlfriend, Tarun.” You put a hand on your hip.

“Okay look, I know you like me sweetheart. He knows you like me, everybody knows it.” Duncan leaned close, wrapping his arm around your waist causing you to smirk, booping him on the nose.

“So here’s a tip. You want to kiss me? I might let you.” He winked and you rolled your eyes blowing him a kiss. “In your dreams, baby. But don’t let me stop you from dreaming.” 

Geoff gave Duncan a look as you went back to talk to Bridgette who had asked you to help her do something with the trash.

“Oh you're in love aren’t you man?” Geoff noticed the look the green-haired boy gave you. “None of your business, blondie.” Duncan ran a hand through his hair.

—

You were having dance classes at two in the morning.

By a man in military clothing.

Still not the strangest thing you’ve done to be honest.

You looked to your side but Duncan had disappeared, he reappeared next to the boom-box and turned it off. Chef screamed at him. “Tarun what are you doing?” You yelled at him.

“If someone drops out, we’re done for the day.” Duncan said matter of factly. “You're done when I say you're done.” Chef yelled, ordering him to do 20 pushups. 

That’s strange.

Duncan does one hundred pushups every morning. 

(Juvie habits)

“Anyone else have something they want to say?” Chef challenged the campers surrounding him. Gwen went to the restroom. Suddenly before you could stop yourself you raised your hand. Chef raised an eyebrow as did Duncan. You didn’t ever challenge authority.

“Can I do twenty as well?” Your face broke into a small smile and Duncan almost leapt with joy. 

Chef ordered you to do twenty and you bent down next to the boy. “Oh my days, did I just see a certain girl disobey her superiors? When did you learn how to do that?” Duncan smiled as he did his twenty in sync with you.

The music continued.

“I do a lot of things for people I have crushes on. Thought you knew that, Tarun.” You winked and he had to stop his twenty because did you just say what he thinks you just said?

—-

Chef put you in the cafeteria again and he ordered you to write a three-hundred-word essay on why ‘he was the best’. You’ve had a lot of vain people be in charge of you. But that’s a whole other level.

It was three a.m, by the time everyone was done. 

Honestly your essay wasn’t even about Chef Hatchet.

It was about the idiot beside you.

Just instead of writing Duncan you put ‘Master Chief. It worked, it worked REALLY well actually. “She’s my new favorite.” Chef declared. “Teacher's pet.” Duncan yawned and you smiled innocently.

Duncan of course had to challenge the teacher.

God he never grew up.

You of course had to save him. “No, he’s going to go right to bed.” You dragged the boy away from the sergeant. “If you get eliminated I am going to murder you.” You jabbed a finger in his chest. “Didn’t know you cared, doll.” Duncan yawned again, he was amazed you were still up.

“I don’t. But if we lose this challenge because you are a rebellious idiot I will eat all of your hair gel.” You said. Duncan smirked, you talked a LOT of nonsense when you were tired. “Just don’t get yourself killed because I will make sure your mother beats you if you do.” You kissed his cheek and went to splash some water on your face.

“I love her.” Duncan muttered.

“No, really, bro?” Geoff rolled his eyes.

—

The next challenge was to complete a death-defying course in one minute. There was something familiar about this course which you didn’t remember until you were jumping from one head to another as you raced up the wall.

You were twelve the first time you did this course

Five years ago

“It’s unfair, really.” Duncan laughed as he watched you fly through the obstacle course which was made for grown adult men. “How so?” The counselor looked at him mildly confused, this was supposed to be a punishment drill.

“Acrobatics have always been her favorite thing.”

Duncan did extremely well on the course, he did it slowly on purpose, just so he could grate at Chef Hatchet’s nerves, which earned him one night of solitary confinement. 

He wasn’t even scared of the punishment. He was scared of what his stupid mind was going to conjure up for him. 

—

At dinner, breakfast, lunch, you don’t know anymore you're dead tired. You stirred the mush that was your food before declaring. “I’m going to go check on him. Idiots should not be alone for that long.” You stood up and Geoff smiled at you.

“Does little ole Y/N, have a crush?” he asked. “Clearly, now shush or I’ll gouge out your eyes. Ciao!” You winked when the boy paled.

You used your phone's flashlight to find the door to the boathouse.

“Oi, tiger, you in here?” You called out into the darkness before your eyes adjusted, you saw Duncan smiling at you though it was obvious he was shaking. “Heya princess, come to claim your kiss?” He winked.

“Actually yes, maybe you’ll turn into a prince. I brought food.” You handed him the bowl as you sat down.

“I prefer bait.”

You giggle rolling your eyes. “I hate how I love your laugh.” He said in what you believed was mock amazement. It indeed was not. “I don’t get you, Duncan. How do you egg adults on like that?” You had to laugh. That was your number one fear. Adults.

“You're the one that doesn’t make sense. You're so free when it comes to kids our age. But the second it's an adult you clam up, and turn into a soldier, it’s crazy.” Duncan laughed in bewilderment. “I think it’s because I’m so used to taking care of them.” you shrugged your shoulders.

“You wanna ditch the shack for some pb&j’s?” Duncan asked.

“This isn’t you just trying to get me to eat, is it?” You leveled a fish as if you would smack him with it. “No? I’m hungry too, it’s not always about you.” he said quite dramatically. (He was just trying to get you to eat)

You snuck into the counseling tent and stole a bunch of food.

Also alcohol.

Lots.

—

You were sharing the food with everyone. Duncan and Geoff were busy pranking Harold so he didn’t notice how many drinks you had. (Five shots of vodka to be precise) You were grabbing another one and before Bridgette could protest you chugged that one too.

“That was a mistake.” 

You quickly threw the contents of your stomach over the railing and Duncan walked out feeling a mild sense of worry.

“So the perfect soldier can be a kid sometimes too?” He smiled holding your hair back. You smiled clearly, still a bit drunk as you sat back up.

He gave you a bunch of peppermints. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been free like that, tiger.” You giggled. “I just want more.” You sighed wistfully.

“You could always give me that kiss, princess.” He cupped your chin smiling. “Are we sure that you're my type?” You questioned ruffling his hair and he leaned into your hand.

“Enjoy a funless life then.” He smiled dramatically, turning his back on you. “Enjoy prison, I’m sure the army would love to finally have me.” You smirked.

--

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“Oh you’d never leave me. Who’d make you laugh-” He whined his eyes shut and just like that you wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a kiss, a long one.

“Lucky for you we’ll never find out, baby.” You kissed him one more time and skipped away.

“LET’S GO MAN!” Geoff, Duncan, and DJ were losing their minds.

You smiled. Unbeknownst to you, Harold had been watching you, and he wanted revenge on Duncan… but from the side..? You look like an exact replica of Courtney.

The next challenge was a bore. All you had to do was hang upside down. Duncan got out first, weirdly enough. This was something you had practice with. You loved hanging upside down. It felt strangely amazing.

That was for the first thirty minutes. But after having a lot of alcohol. You have to come down.

So you guys lost.

At the campfire that night the strangest thing happened…

Courtney was voted out!

Duncan and you were confused.

Geoff and Bridgette were also confused.

Harold smiled.

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[dogwholivesontheinternet]

Hi, I love you. (Shows you total drama head canons)

Alejandro sometimes randomly (when he’s tired or bored and just wants to be annoying) starts talking high pitched like a annoying mosquito. He also works at chipotle, and has a chihuahua and it’s name is the Spanish word for pencil sharpener. Me and my friend joke about him inviting everyone from the show to chipotle and putting laxatives in the food.

Cody is a gen2 K-pop Stan.

Gwen is also a K-pop Stan, and loves Dinosaurs.

Sierra hates K-Pop, and hates BTS the most.

Izzy has a candy addiction.

Tyler likes hamsters.

Noah has a German shepherd and likes music. He also takes really good care of his hair and hates when people try to touch or play with it.

Ezekiel loves the freaking Josh Heterson (or however you spell it) whistle, and the hunger games. (We made a joke that one of the only ways to calm him down when feral is to play the whistle or the hunger games)

Owen loves inviting his pals over and watching Master Chef.

DJ has a rock/mineral collection.

Harold loves Hamilton.

Courtney is a Swifty.

Beth jams out to 50-70’s music.

Heather brings a case full of nothing but nail polish with her randomly.

Eva has a Rottweiler named Biscuit.

Lindsay collects these tiny plushies but I can’t find their name.

Chef loves Olivia Rodrigo

Bridgette is Australian

Geoff likes Backstreet Boys.

I can’t think of anymore (me and my friend discussed these in a call a few days ago lol)

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[maracujatangerine]

74. Discipline

CW: institutionalised slavery, dehumanisation, box boy universe, pet whump, electric shocks

“I don’t enjoy hurting you, you know.”

He said, calmly unbuckling the dark blue leather collar.

“Yes, Master.” The pet replied. “Discipline is a necessary and humane event ensuring the continued obedience and wellbeing of a pet.” Despite the dire situation, Coriander felt a small spark of pride at its ability to keep its voice steady. An obedient pet, at least, if not a particularly clever one.

“You have to learn.” Harold said, as he laid the other collar around the pet’s neck. “You mustn’t lose our medications like that, it could be dangerous.”

After the weeks and months with only the soft, blue leather around its neck, the pet had almost forgot the feeling of the unforgiving synthetic material. As Harold snapped the heavy-duty plastic buckle closed, the pet felt its throat constrict together with it.

With the scratchy fabric came the fear, making the pet’s heartbeat race. It had to force itself to take long, slow breaths, to keep its hands open on its knees instead of curled into fists at its side.

“I’m going to chock you three times.” Harold warned. “I think that is a fair punishment, don’t you?”

“Yes Master.” Coriander replied, trying to keep the panic out of its voice.

Three times. One time, maybe two times, it could stand, but three… Would it be able to keep its composure? To take its punishment with dignity like a well-behaved pet rather than crying and pleading? How long would Master shock it? Would it fall unconscious? Perhaps even soil itself?

This is what bad pets deserve, Coriander told itself sternly. Your lack of attention could have hurt your masters.

Without a word of warning, Harold pressed the button. Every muscle in the pet’s body seized. Intense, fiery pain raged along every nerve. It couldn’t breathe. Time felt frozen as it toppled over, hitting the side of its head against the wooden floor.

After it finally stopped, the pet had hardly time to take a breath before the second shock came.

It wanted to beg for mercy, but before it could open its mouth, Harold shocked it again. As if the pet’s Master also wanted to have it over with.

“Stop, Harold, stop!” Mistress Edna hurried into the room. “I found your pills. They were in the drawer with your tobacco, and you know that Coriander never goes in there. You must have misplaced them yourself!”

Gasping for breath on the floor, the blonde pet saw its Master’s eyes widen in dismay.

“I - I forgot? How is it even possible? But…. but I must have.” He looked down at his pet, contrition in his eyes. “Coriander, I’m so sorry. Let me get that off you.”

Even that night, as the pet was kneeling next to its Mistress’ rocking chair, helping her winding up some yarn for her knitting, it could feel the aftershocks running through its body, making its hands tremble.

Like a memory of pain.

*

This post is a part of the 2023 BBU Community Days organised by @bbu-on-the-side. This is my entry for day 3: Discipline.

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🏡 HOUSEWIVES OF WHITEHAVEN 🏠🌳

🍂🍷 THE GRAHAM FAMILY 🍁

(from left to right, harold graham, jimmy graham, peggy graham)

living the life of a whitehaven housewife involves strategizing, building connections and always presenting as your own best self, and nobody has cracked the code quite like peggy has. her house is spotless, her garden trimmed to perfection and her chocolate chip macadamia nut cookies? to die for.

however, maintaining your status as whitehaven’s pumpkin-spiced domestic goddess takes more than being flawless and making sure people know it. peggy is a master strategist, not shying away from using theft or manipulation to get herself where she wants to be. is she willing to sabotage her competition in order to have the best dish at the potluck? you bet she is! but besides being an evil mastermind, peggy also dedicates a lot of her free time to her youtube cooking channel titled “peggy’s paradise”, where she posts her infamous recipes for dishes like kale juice jello and potato chip casserole.

contrary to peggy, harold is a more reserved character who doesn’t spend nearly as much time in the spotlight as his wife does, and honestly it is for the better. while his wife tries her best to remain approachable, harold does not make an attempt at hiding how much of a nightmare he is to talk to, especially if the topic of conversation is his obsession with silicon valley and famous billionaires.

absolutely in love with high-tech, harold sees no issue in feeding into his son’s mildly worrisome gaming habits by decking him out in the sickest new gadgets, hoping that this will steer him towards a future of having his own start-up and becoming a tech mogul. jimmy on the other hand is an insufferable, reclusive gamer boy who will make your online gaming experience hell.

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[vintage-retro-queen]

Chapter Two-Too Bad the Sandman Isn't Here (The Big Sleep)

It was just another ordinary morning like any other for the campers in Camp Wawanawkwa.

Where they are all in their cabins, still asleep in their little dreams. However, when they hear the sound of an air horn going off in front of a megaphone, startling them all awake. All but two girls, Lucy and Marinette. As the two woke up, Lucy stretched her arms and lets out a yawn like a kitten would after taking a nap.

After they both got dressed and walked out of their side of the cabin, they looked to see everyone was already outside. "Glad you two can join us, girls," Chris said. He then continues talking to the rest of the still, tired campers. "Okay, now that everyone's here, I hope you're all ready because your next challenge begins in exactly one minute." "Oh, excuse me, I don't know if that's enough time to eat breakfast," said Owen. "Oh, you'll get breakfast, Owen." Chris said, "Right after you complete your twenty-kilometer run, around the lake."

"Oh, so you're funny now?" Eva questioned, not liking Chris's motives, and started marching towards him with her left hand formed into a fist, ready to punch a man to a bloody pulp. "You know what I think would be funny-" Before Eva can do anything, she is pulled back by Geoff and Duncan. "Eva, try to control your temper?" Courtney whispered to her. Eva then turns to Chris again. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she asked. "A little," Chris admits. "You have thirty seconds."

CONFESSIONAL: COURTNEY

"Okay, that girl, Eva, has got to get a handle on her temper. She's only been here one day, and she's already thrown her suitcase out a window and broken the lock on one of the bathroom doors."

After that, they already started to prepare for their kilometer run. "Okay, runners! On your marks, get set, go!" with that, they all started running. All but Marinette and Lucy.

CONFESSIONAL: LUCY

"Nettie and I were a bit suspicious about us awake so early and are told to do a run around a lake."

CONFESSIONAL: MARINETTE

"As a result, Lucy and I decided to walk instead. That way, we can see what this challenge is."

As Marinette and Lucy walked around the lake, Harold started to break the ice, asking one question. "Do you know how much longer?" he asked. "Not sure. But you have to admit, it is nice to head out and get some fresh air now and then," said Marinette. "Still true," Lucy added.

"Pick it up, people!" Chris said in a megaphone. "If you're not back by dinnertime, you don't eat!" After a while of walking, they made it back to the main lodge. And Owen slams the door open. "Clear a table, stat!" he exclaimed. As Lucy and Marinette walked to their table, Gwen started to talk, "Hey, wait a minute, if they lost, that means we won the challenge." she said. As most of the Screaming Gophers cheer for their victory, Chris stops them. "Whoa there! Hold your horses, guys. That wasn't the challenge." he said. "What did you just say?" asked Gwen.

"Who's hungry?" there, they all see a table full of home-cooked food.

CONFESSIONAL: GWEN

"After a whole week of brown sludge, I almost cried when I saw that buffet."

CONFESSIONAL: MARINETTE

"I must admit, the buffet table looked amazing. However, since there were still suspicions about the running and the buffet, I decided to stick with something light. Such as a bread roll and maybe some of the salad."

CONFESSIONAL: LUCY

"As much as I want to enjoy a delicious home-cooked meal as if it was home if my hunch is correct, I'm just going to do the right thing and stick to the salad."

Marinette finishes eating her bread roll as she and Lucy see the others finished stuffing themselves with what was left on the buffet table. 'Boy, they sure ate a lot. And here I thought Mister Criminally-Insane-Though was the master of eating a lot and still having a built figure.' Lucy thought jokingly and quietly snickered to her little self-joke. Chris then jumps on the table with a megaphone in hand. "Okay, campers! Time for part two of your challenge," he said. "I thought eating was the second part," said Owen.

"What more do you want from us?" "Weird goth girl is right. Haven't we been through enough?" asked Heather. "Um, let me think about that. No! It's time for the Awake-a-thon!" Chris announced. "The what-a-thon?" Owen asked. "Hm. I'm not surprised." Lucy said, crossing her arms, and Marinette nodded in agreement. "Don't worry, this is an easy one. The team with the last camper standing wins invincibility." "So what you're saying is the 20k run and the turkey-eating frenzy were part of your evil plan to make it harder for us to stay awake?" asked Gwen. "That's right, Gwen." "Man, he's good."

After Chris told them to move, everyone started heading out of the main lodge to the campsite to start the Awake-a-thon. "So, how long do you think it'll be before everyone's out cold?" Trent asked Gwen, Lucy, and Marinette. "About an hour, give or take," Gwen said, giving Trent her answer. As they see Owen walking past them, looking as if he is going to pass out at any second, Gwen added, "Maybe less."

Twelve hours later, everyone was already too tired, had bags under their eyes, yawning away, and looked as if they are about to pass out at any minute or any second. All but the last two, Marinette and Lucy. Who are just sitting there.

CONFESSIONAL: GWEN

"The Awake-a-thon was definitely the most brutal thing I've ever done in my life."

CONFESSIONAL: LUCY

"Just as Nettie and I suspected. But then again, I feel like this challenge will be a walk in the park. This brings back some memories of when I was with some old friends of mine when I was five and six years old. I know I was too young to do any of that at night, but still. It's pretty much an easy task for me. I got this one in the bag."

CONFESSIONAL: MARINETTE

"This won't be too bad. I always take all-nighters whenever I have to do homework, work on design ideas, and work on commissions for my clients. So this won't be so hard."

As they all continued with the Awake-a-thon, Owen was already down and out. "This is the most boring thing I've ever done in my life." "Tell me about it. I can't read any of my Stephanie Queen books during this whole ordeal." Lucy said, upset she couldn't read her favorite books for the challenge. "Could be way worse," said Trent. "How?" asked Marinette. "I could be stuck here without you to talk to," he said to Marinette, making her smile. Gwen smiles, seeing that Trent is talking to Marinette.

CONFESSIONAL: GWEN

"Not gonna lie, but for some reason, I can actually see those two being together when this whole crazed storm of a show is over. Those two, totally deserve each other."

CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER

"So, my strategy is to get two other campers to form an alliance with me and take to the Final Three. The only question is, who can I find that is either desperate or dumb enough to do whatever I say?"

"Um, Lindsay? What are you doing there, Bambina?" Lucy asked as she and Gwen saw Lindsay in a mid-handstand position. "I'm trying to get the blood to rush to my head. I think it's working." "Can I try?" Beth asked her. And Lindsay told her sure. "I wouldn't do that if I were you two," Lucy said worriedly. "Lindsay, Beth, can I talk to you for a second?" Heather called. As they head over to her, Lucy, Marinette, and the rest of the campers continue with the Awake-a-thon while Heather talks to Beth and Lindsay.

As the sun went down, some of the campers were already asleep while the rest of them were still trying to stay awake. Which leaves eleven Screaming Gophers and seven Killer Bass still awake. "Congratulations, campers. You've made it to the twenty-four-hour mark. Time to take things up a notch. Fairy tales." "Oh, he's not serious!" Gwen exclaimed. "I know, out of all things, he has to choose fairytales? I could be reading Stephanie Queen's Critter Crematorium by now!" Lucy complained. As Chris read, more and more of the campers started to fall asleep while others were still trying to stay awake.

Now, there were six Screaming Gophers and four Killer Bass still awake. Meanwhile, Gwen, Trent, Lucy, and Marinette started to have a small talk to pass the time. "Okay, favorite song?" "Jagged's song tribute to the Parisian heroine Ladybug," Marinette said. "Too Cool for School by my favorite late Drummer of KISS himself, the Fox, Eric Carr," Lucy said, crossing her heart for the late drummer. "She Would be Loved. Favorite color?" "Pink and red." Marinette answers. "All colors from the 50s to the millennial 2000s. Oh, and black and Navy blue, of course," said Lucy. "Midnight blue." "Ah, mysterious. Nice," Lucy complimented. "Alright, favorite video game?" "Death Arise," said Gwen. "Music Gods," Trent said. "Ultimate Mecha Strike III," said Marinette. "What about you, Lucy?" "Victorian Servant: The Truth for the Vixen's Secret." "Sounds like a great video game, Lucy." "Well, not gonna lie, my friends back home and I needed a break from stuff related to violent and horror-like video games now and then," Lucy admits. Then, Gwen starts to yawn. "Whoa, hey now, don't fall asleep on us now, sorella," Lucy said as she, Trent, and Marinette helped her. "Okay, quick. Favorite movie moment." Marinette says as she and her friends try to help Gwen stay awake. "You guys are gonna think it's cheesy," Gwen warns. "We promise we won't," Trent said, with Marinette nodding in agreement. "Okay, the kiss at the end of that road-trip movie. You know, with the guy and the three girls?" "Oh, yeah! I remember that." Marinette said. "Hey, that one is one of the best classics," Lucy said, crossing her arms and nodding in approval. "You like that movie?" Trent asked with a chuckle. Just then, Marinette then noticed something.

"Hey, where did Owen go?" she and Lucy looked to see that Owen was not there. "That's odd. He was there a while ago." Lucy said, raising a brow. "Uh...it might be best you guys don't want to know," Gwen said awkwardly as she and Trent saw what they both wished they never saw was Owen sleep-streaking. Meanwhile, Lucy and Marinette both looked at Gwen and Trent confused.

CONFESSIONAL: OWEN

"Did I mention that I ate the entire dish of baked beans and maple syrup? Funny thing about baked beans, they make me sleepwalk."

The four then continued on when they saw Sadie and Katie both sleeping together at the same time. "Oh, cool. They even sleep together." Trent said. "It's actually cute, really." said Marinette.

A little while later, the four friends are lying on the ground, looking at the stars. "You guys still awake?" asked Trent. "I am," Marinette said. "Is that even a question?" Lucy questions, crossing her arms. "Yeah. It's weird, but I think I'm so tired, I'm not tired anymore," said Gwen. "Does that make sense?" "I really have no idea," Trent answered. "Hey, Nettie. You know where the Little Dipper is again? I forget." Lucy admitted. "You guys see the Big Dipper? Follow the handle to that bright star, the pole star, and it's right there." "Ah, cool." "Awesome."

It's been fifty-one hours and still counting, and the four started to notice something odd about Justin. Gwen noticed first saying, "Look at him. He's like a statue." "A statue? More like a realistic standee for a model class." Lucy explains. "This guy hasn't moved in like, over fifty hours or so." Gwen, Trent, and Lucy tried to wake Justin up, while Marinette walked up closer to him. "Amazing!" she said. "Just look at the concentration." Then, Marinette taps Justin's face, which causes him to shake his head, which surprises her. What surprises her and her friends the most is when Justin opens his blue eyes, which causes them to gasp and Marinette to jump in surprise and fear.

"His eyelids are painted. I saw it!" Eva pointed out, which got Chris's attention. "Get out," he said in disbelief. "Oh, I've got to see this." Chris runs to see that Justin has painted his eyelids. "That is so crazy incredible! But you're still out, dude." he said. With that, that leaves five Screaming Gophers still awake for the challenge.

Two days later, by the next morning, Marinette was still awake with Lucy, however, the bags in their eyes were telling another story. Just then, Marinette noticed Duncan doing something while Harold was sleeping. He takes Harold's hand and places it in a cup of water. Then, "Oh, gross, it works! Dude peed his pants!" Duncan exclaimed, waking Harold up. As Harold wakes up, he realizes that he did and tries to cover himself in embarrassment. "Duncan! Why did you do that?!" Marinette said, running towards the scene. "Ah, come on, dollface. You gotta admit that was hilarious." said Duncan. Marinette glares at him, the same way she would at Roth when he tried to plagiarize Kitty Section's song and her designs back in Paris. "Maybe for you, but that is still wrong. How immature can you be?"

CONFESSIONAL: DUNCAN

"Fiesty. I like that in a chick."

CONFESSIONAL: LUCY

"I saw that too, and believe it or not, but I've been through a lot of weird stuff back at my old high school, but that, that was just the lowest of low, even for Mr. Juvie Boy. That was just wrong. But aside from all of that, I got to get the bright side of things." Lucy then grabs a vintage-looking camera, takes a finished photograph out of it, and reveals the photograph to be Noah kissing Cody's ear. "Ha! We've been here for a week, and we're already getting a first ship. How fun is this in our second challenge?"

CONFESSIONAL: NOAH

"I didn't know it was Cody! I thought I was kissing Marinette!" Noah then realized what he said five seconds later. "No! I mean-AGH!"

After a while, Gwen started to yawn. "I'd kill for a coffee right now," she said. Lucy was taking a couple of whiffs of an essential oil. Until she opened her eyes and turned her head to Gwen. "Sorry, Gwen. Did you say something?" Before Gwen can ask what Lucy is sniffing, Chris walks in with a cup of coffee in hand. "What is the matter with you people?" he asks, sipping his coffee. "Come on, fall asleep already." Just then, Gwen grabs Chris by the leg. "You got to hook me up, man." She said. "I'll even eat the grinds. Anything!" "All right, you seven stay with me. The rest of you go and get a shower, for heaven's sake. You stink!" Chris said, sipping more of his coffee. 'Well, what do you expect McLean? You're the one who's making us this insanity you call an Awake-a-thon.' Lucy thought unamused as she continued sniffing her essential oil. She then turns to Marinette, who seems to be ready to fall asleep. Before the girl can close her eyes, Lucy quickly has the essential oil right in front of Marinette's face and under her nose. And with a couple of whiffs, Marinette's eyes were wide open.

"Huh?! Wha? Whe-where am I?" she gasped, looking around, looking awake. "I didn't want it to come to this." Chris started, getting both her and Lucy's attention. "I said that to Chef Hatchet last night. I said, "Chef, I don't want it to come to this." But darn it, these campers are tough. And so, I've come up with the most boring, sleep-inducing activity I can find."

CONFESSIONAL: GWEN

"Oh, come on. What now? Okay, you know what? Bring it on."

Just then, Chris opens a book, which Marinette and Lucy both realize that it was a...

"The History of Canada. A pop-up book. Chapter One."

'You're kidding, right?' Lucy thought as she and Marinette both looked unamused. 'I'd rather listen to Lila keep on lying about the host of the Puppy Bachelorette, Blainley.' Marinette thought while the other five groaned and Gwen let out a 'Stink!'

As Chris goes on and on in the book, it brung Eva, Heather, Gwen, and Trent to sleep. 'Elder Gods Dangit!' Lucy thought in frustration.

A little while later, Chris announced to the still awake three campers, "Time for a bathroom break. Any takers?" he asked. "I've held it this long, sweetheart," said Duncan. "I can go all day." Lucy scoffs. "Yeah, but I doubt you can hold it for another ten chapters." hearing that, causes Duncan to change his mind, and head to the bathroom. "You've got five minutes." Chris said. "Long as you don't mind a little company." "Fine, but stay out of the stall." Duncan warns.

After a little while, Lucy and Marinette started to feel extremely tired. That was until Chris received some intel from an intern. "And we have news. It looks like Duncan's taken a dive on the can, which means there is not one, but two official winners of the Awake-a-thon. And those two winners are...."

"Is it just me? Or is that a sorcerer from a different realm with an evil smirk heading our way?" Lucy mumbly asked with Marinette mumbly responding, "That depends. Is the sorcerer holding a dark purple butterfly that looks like an akuma we get from in Paris in his hand all of a sudden?" after that, the girls then fell back first, fast asleep, knocked out cold.

"Lucy and Marinette! The Screaming Gophers win!"

After taking the two winners, Gwen, and Trent back to their cabin and putting them to bed, there was a commotion going on in the Killer Bass's cabin. Where Eva was trashing the girl's side of the said cabin in anger, in search of something that seemed important to her. Heather decided to "walk in and see what was going on". "Hey, guys. Wow, this place is a real mess," she said. "Someone stole Eva's MP3 player," Courtney explained to her. Heather then "realized" and asked, "You don't mean this, do you?" as she showed the MP3 player that got Eva's attention. As she ran to Heather, Heather "Explained" to them, "I was wondering who it belonged to. I found it by the campfire pit. You must've dropped it." Evan thanked her and Heather responded with a "Sure thing" and walked off.

CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER

"Turn a team against their own team members? Easiest trick in the book."

When the Killer Bass's elimination ceremony came around in the evening, Chris walked to them and spoke.

"You've all cast your votes and made your decision. There are only nine marshmallows on this plate. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow. The camper who does not receive a marshmallow, must immediately return to the Dock of Shame, catch the Boat of Losers, and leave. And you can never come back, ever." Chris then moves on with the names of the campers who are safe. "The first marshmallow goes to Duncan. Bridgette. Courtney. Katie and Sadie. Tyler. D.J.. Geoff. Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the evening... Harold. Eva, the Dock of Shame awaits.”

"Nice. Really nice." Eva said to the other campers, looking as mad as a raging bull. "Who needs this lame-o T.V. show, anyway?" as she stomps off to the Dock of Shame, she ragingly kicks Chris in the shin. As he lets out an 'ow' and holds his possibly bruised leg, he turns to the Killer Bass, telling them, "Have a good night's sleep tonight. You're all safe."

CONFESSIONAL: COURTNEY

"See? I told you. You can't act like a total raging psychopath and then expect people to just forgive you, no matter how tough and strong and fast you are." Courtney explains and crosses her arms, "She's never gonna have a career if she doesn't get her act together."

CONFESSIONAL: HEATHER

"So, Eva was one of their strongest players, and now she's gone. I am so running this game."

As Eva is in the Boat of Losers, she starts to talk, "I guess my temper got the better of me. Again. But whatever, they just lost their fiercest competitor. I hope they realize that." Just then, she feels something in her pocket. She checks to see that it is a little charm that has Rosie the Riveter that has words that say, 'Stay Strong, Eva! You Can Do It!', an essential oil that is labeled 'Anger Management', and a note that says, "To the strongest gal we know, M & L" Eva smiles, "But then again, there are some people that are actually understanding." she said.

Meanwhile, back at the Screaming Gophers' cabin, Lucy and Marinette, both smiled small in their sleep.

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Summary: The boys are on The Late Late Show playing tattoo roulette and you’re the lucky artist who gets to do the tattoo.

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of alcohol, hair pulling, oral (both), hair pulling, unprotected sex, FILTH

Master

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"It's time for tattoo roulette with one direction." James says nervously and the crowed cheers.

I look over each of them and Niall looks like he is fighting for his life. I mean, he is the only one with naked skin.

My eyes meet Harry's and he gives me a little smirk before looking back at James, who is explaining how the game will go.

"Who ever gets the box that says tattoo, they will be getting a tattoo live in this show by our very lovely tattoo artist, y/n!" He motions towards me and the camera comes onto me.

I smile, wave and blow a kiss to the camera.

The crowd cheers and the camera pans back to the boys. James explains what tattoo will be given before he walks up to Niall, calling him out on not having an tattoos.

"How are you feeling?" James asks and Niall laughs nervously, "I'm regretting the fact that you thought of this game, too."

I smile and laugh, "Oh Niall." I whisper while shaking my head.

"I don't like this." Niall is shaking and James laughs and grabs his hands, "Oh my god you're actually shaking!"

My eyes go back to Harry and his smile, damn. His smile is gorgeous. He watches Niall and claps as he walks down to the row of boxes.

"Harold, how are you feeling about all of this?" James lays a hand on his shoulder and Harry laughs with a smile, "I'm actually fine."

I take a deep breathe, his words make my body tense, but in a good way.

He walks down and picks up the box, walking over and standing next to Niall. He fixes his hair and flips it up and he looks over at me, catches me staring at him.

He smiles and I look down quickly, slightly embarrassed that he caught me staring.

I cross my leg and lean back, clearing my throat as James moves on to Louis.

"It's just going to be another stupid one isn't it? It's alright." Louis walks down and grabs his box, going over to his podium.

"How are you feeling?" Liam asks laying a hand on Jame's chest with a laugh.

"Not great, I'll be honest. Not great." James says getting more nervous by the second. Liam walks down and picks his box and walks down next to Louis.

The boys encourage James to pick up the final box and he takes a deep breathe as he slowly walks over and stands next to Harry.

Our eyes meet again and I give him a small smile and look down.

"You're a proper tattoo artist right? You're good at this?" James points to me and I laugh, "Yes James, I wouldn't be here if I wasn't."

"Do you do removals also?" He leans on his box and I shake my head, "Nope. Sorry James."

"We'll that all we got time for tonight-" James jokes around and laughs.

Niall is fighting for his life, "I cannot believe we're doing this."

Liam opens his box. Safe.

Niall struggles to hold it together and let's out a scream. Harry is content, smiling and laughing along with the boys.

Louis opens his box. Safe.

James is next and he looks like he's about to throw up. He takes deep breathes with his hands on his hips and leans on his box. The lights show on James and he scoffs, "Alright, I'll call for the lights."

I laugh and cover my mouth with my fingers as I await what box says Tattoo.

I hope it's Harry. I have a feeling it's Harry, actually.

"James." Harry says with his hands on top of his box. James look at Harry, "Harold."

"Reveal the box." Harry's voice is so fucking sexy. Deep. And his attitude makes it even more attractive.

"I don't even- I don't want to open it." James fights.

"Open the box." Harry says with a laugh as he fixes his hair.

James finally opens his box. Safe.

He lets out a scream and poor Niall looks like he's really about to hurl. Harry walks over and pulls him into a hug, patting his back and I can tell he's laughing as Niall continues the fight for his life.

Harry walks back over and James points to Niall, his voice going up higher, "Look at Niall's face."

"Harry." James says and Harry knocks on his box. He smirks as the lights come on, "That's very intimidating, that light." He tilts his head and places his fingers over the white strap.

His hands, fuck his hands. I want them all o-

I sit up and shake my head, leaning forward to rest my elbow on my knee and my chin on my hand.

Harry chuckles and slaps his hands on the box, "I mean.." he opens the box.

Tattoo.

He slams the box shut and Niall starts to jump up and down, celebrating that he's safe. James runs over and hugs him, lifting him off the ground slightly.

Harry smiles and shakes his head and James walks over and hugs him, "Harry Styles, is getting tattooed right now.. let's go." He grabs his hand and pulls him over to me.

He smirks and watches me as James brings him up to my chair.

I get my stuff ready as they discuss where he's going to get it.

James walks over to Niall and has him open his box. Harry starts to take his tie and jacket off and I glance over at him, "You ready?"

He nods and smiles, "Oh yeah."

"Take a seat Harry. Boys come on over." James laughs and shakes his head as Harry sits down on the chair.

"I'm just going to go.." he points to a little open space on his arm and my eyes quickly scan over his other beautiful artwork.

I reach out and lay my finger over where he said, "Here?" He nods and looks over at James, talking to him as I get ready to start.

I lean over his arm slightly as I start to tattoo and his arm is under my boob. I glance up as I wipe away the excess ink and he winks at me. I can tell my cheeks are turning red so I keep my head down and start to tattoo him again.

He doesn't flinch once and smiles through it.

Hot as fuck.

"During the break." James starts out, "Harry has been getting his Late Late tattoo, how are you feeling Harry?"

He nods, "I feel good." He laughs, "I'm a little whooey." He jokes. I look up at him and over to James. He leans in and looks at it, "oh is it done?"

I nod, "yep it's done." I wipe off Harry's arm gently and his eyes track my movements and slowly move up to meet mine. I bite my lip and set down the towel and tattoo gun.

"Can we get a drum roll please?" James asks. Harry looks back down at the art and smiles.

"Reveal the tattoo now!"

Harry extends his arm down and I keep my eyes on it. Watching his bicep muscles flex as he moves. I bite my lip and take my gloves off, clapping with the crowd.

Harry gives a thumbs up and smiles and looks over at me, "Thank you." He winks and James hugs him kissing his head, "Don't go anywhere One Direction is performing right after this."

——

I wait backstage, packing up my supplies and I feel a presence walk up behind me, "Thank you."

I turn around and smile, "Oh, um, yeah. No problem." I smile and tuck hair behind my ear, "Your other work is.." I raise my eyebrows, trying to calm my nerves, "Beautiful."

He smiles and turns his arm, "Thank you."

I nod, "No problem."

"I see you have some work done too. How many do you have?" He looks over my body.

"Oh I have, a few. Twenty some maybe?" I laugh slightly, "Just patchwork, kinda." He nods, "Maybe you can show me sometime."

My nerves are back to being erratic and I nod, "I'd love to show you." He smirks, "Actually. What are.." he smiles and shakes his head, "Want to go for a drink?"

I nod and smile, "Yeah, I just have to grab my jacket." I turn around and finish closing my case, "Give me one moment."

I walk over to the one room and take a deep breathe, calming myself down so I don't make a complete fool out of myself in front of Harry.

I grab my jacket and walk out, putting it on as I walk over to him. He puts his jacket on and smiles, "Ready?"

I nod with a smile and exit with him.

——

"So you've been tattoo for how long?" He asks sipping his drink.

"So, I started drawing when I was younger, which led into drawing tattoos for other people, then for myself and once I got my first one I decided right then and there that tattoo is what I wanted to do, so from 17 or so?" I freeze when I realize I have him more than what he asked for, "Sorry.. that isn't what you asked."

He smiles and shakes his head, "No it's alright." He tilts his head slightly, "I like hearing you talk."

My cheeks begin to burn and I smile, "I Um, I drew this one up." I point to my arm. He reaches over and gently takes my arm in his hand, dragging his fingers lightly over my tattoo.

His touch burns and I desperately need more.

"And I did this one.." I keep my arm in his hand and point to my thigh with my other hand, "Myself actually."

His hand that isn't holding my arm goes down and traces the lines, "That's absolutely amazing. You said you did that yourself?"

I nod and smile proudly, "I did. It was a challenge for sure, but once she was done, it was so worth it."

He looks up at me, "You truly are talented like incredibly talented, y/n."

Him remembering and saying my name makes my stomach flutter, "Thank you, Harry." I whisper lowly.

His thumb gently rubs my arm and thigh and he chuckles, "So.. um. This might be a little forward.. but-"

I cut him off, "Please. Be forward." He smiles and shakes his head, "Would you like to come back to my place? We can pick up drinking and talking there?"

I nod, "I would love that."

——

I had a feeling I know where this was going, but I'm going full speed ahead towards it.

"Did you like the song?" Harry asks while driving us.

I nod, "Oh yeah. I'm actually a big fan of your music." He looks over at me, "Really?" I smile, "Yeah. You'd be surprised at how many people come into my shop and request One Direction."

He laughs and shakes his head, "That's crazy. I never would have thought about that."

I laugh, "Yeah it's pretty great."

He parks the car, "Well, I feel honored to be your sound while you work." He smiles and lets out a sigh, "You're the prettiest person to ever give me a tattoo."

I smile and look down, "Oh, Harry."

He reaches over and gently turns my head to look at him, "You're very beautiful." His eyes flick down to my lips and up to my eyes.

I close the space between us and plant my lips on his. His hand cups my cheek and we quickly work into a slow, heated make out.

"Let's go inside." Harry whispers against my lips, "I want to see those tattoos of yours."

He pecks my lips one more time before he gets out and walks around to open my door. I grab his hand and get out. He pushes my body gently against his car, "I've thought about bringing you home since the moment I saw you."

His lips gently trail down my neck.

I close my eyes and let out a sigh, "I was hoping you were the one I got to tattoo."

He smiles and leans back, "Me too." He steps back and nods towards his house. I smile and walk up with him to the door.

He steps in and turns around, pulling me in by my waist.

"You.. want a drink?" He asks in between kisses. I shake my head, "I want one thing right now and he's tall and very hot."

He smirks and shakes his head before lifting me up, his hands grip my ass to hold me up.

"I can make that happen." He whispers. I smile and run my hand through his hair, "Please."

He takes us upstairs to his room and gently sets me down on the bed. I starts to unbutton his shirt as I slip my shorts off. His eyes trail up and down my legs and his lips form a smirk.

I smile and look down as I grab the hem of my shirt, slipping it off over my head. I part my lips when I see his butterfly and fern tattoos, "Wow." I whisper quietly.

He undoes his belt and pushes his pants down, crawling onto the bed to lay beside me. He brings an arm up behind his head and the other lays on his chest, "You can do, whatever you want to do."

I look up at him and bite my lip and slowly move to straddle his legs, "Okay." I smile slightly and leans down, kissing from his sparrows to his butterfly, and he gasps quietly when my lips lay on his fern tattoo.

I slide my hands up his legs, my thumb brushing over his tiger tattoo.

I slowly hook my fingers over the band of his boxers and slowly pull them down, kissing across his hips as I do.

He groans lowly and lifts his hips up to help me get them down. I sit up slightly and pushes them down and behind me. I reach up and unhook my bra, tossing it onto the floor.

I look up at him and his bottom lip is pinned between his teeth. I smile slightly, "Can I suck your cock, baby?" He nods quickly, "P-please."

I move down and wrap a hand around his cock. His eyes close and his lips part. His hand grips the blanket next to him, "Harry."

His eyes open and move down to me.

"You don't have to be gentle with me." I smirk and place my lips around the head of his cock. He moans out and bucks his hips, "Fuck."

I work my mouth down him more, bobbing my head as I suck. He groans and places a hand on my head, pushing down slightly. I let him push himself into my throat and I gag around him slightly.

He brings his other hand down and he places it on my head, grabbing my hair tight.

"Fuck. Your throat feels so fucking good." He moans out, moving my head up and down. He thrusts his hips up and sets there for a few seconds before he pulls my head up, "Get up here."

I take a deep breath and move up to him. He pulls me down by the back of my neck and his lips attack mine. His hand slides down my body, stopping at my nipple to pinch and twist it.

I moan into his mouth and he smirks, "That feel good?"

I nod and gasp as he slides his other hand down and matches his motions on my other boob. I arch my back, moaning loudly as I dig my nails into his shoulders.

He slides his hands down to my hips, "Sit on my face."

I nod and stand up to take my panties off as he lays more flat, "You just want me to.."

He nods and motions with his hands, "Mhm."

I climb back onto the bed and swing my leg over his head, positioning myself directly over his face, "You don't have to be gentle with me." He winks before pulling me down onto him.

I gasp as his tongue slides between my fold and into me. I grab his hair, tangling my fingers in his long curls. He moans as I pull which causes me moan from the vibrations.

He grips my hips tighter and pulls me down more, he looks up at me and I can tell he's smirking. I smile down at him and grind my hips against his tongue as I let out a gasp.

His nose pushes against my clit at just the right angle and I can feel myself getting closer. I've been so turned on since we left the bar and I've been dying for a release.

"Harry. Fuck. I'm gonna cum." I whimper out as I clench my thighs slightly around his head, "Fuck."

I moan and clench around his tongue, pulling his hair as I throw my head back and grind my hips downward.

Panting, I slowly move my hips up and swing my leg over, plopping down on the bed. Harry rolls on top of me and kisses me, "How was that?"

I nod and smile, still trying to catch my breathe, "Amazing."

He smirks, "You ready for my cock yet?"

I bite my lip and nod, "oh yeah."

He pushes my legs open and dips his hips down, sliding his cock into my soaked cunt with a groan. I arch my back off the bed with a loud gasp and tilt my head back. Harry leans down and kisses up my neck, attaching his lips to leave little marks.

"You feel so fucking good." He growls lowly, "so fucking good."

I tilt my head down to look at him and he smiles slightly before kissing me. I wrap my arms around his neck and he thrusts deeper inside of me.

I whimper against his lips and wrap my legs around him. He slides a hand up my body, stopping at my boob. He kneads it in his hand slowly before focusing on my nipple again.

My eyes roll back and I let out a long moan, repeatedly calling out his name.

"That's it, baby. Let me know how it feels." He watches as I try to look at him but fail with my head tilting back again, "H-Harry.." I manage to breath out.

He leans down and takes my other nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue, biting me gently.

I tangle my fingers into his hair and pull as my back lifts off the bed, "Shit."

He moans against me and leans up, gripping my hips as he thrusts harder. I grab the blankets and desperately cling to them, turning into a shaky, moaning mess as I cum around his cock.

"Fuck. Baby. Fuck." He groans. His thrusts stay the same pace before he quickly pulls out. I whimper at the sudden loss and watch him as he cums onto my stomach.

His eyes are shut and his head is tilted down with his hair covering it in the most perfect way. His sweat covered chest rising and falling quickly as he pumps himself dry.

He looks up at me slowly and smiles, "Hi."

"Hi." I smile, "How are you doing?"

He nods and laughs, "I'm good. Good. You?"

"I'm wonderful."

He smiles and leans down, giving me a kiss before getting up, to what I assume is to get me something to clean off with.

He comes back and within seconds, I'm wiped off and he's laying next to me.

"So let's see those tattoos, yeah?" He smiles and lays a hand on my waist, "Since I was a little focused on.. other things."

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