life is for the ones who live

Ian Shane | 22 | Pearl Waters House | Genius Playboy Here to win and have some fun while I do it, so don't expect me to be nice forever. Follow me as I dominate the competition on Rivalry Island. OOC: Betta, EST, She/Her/Hers. Just send me a message if you'd like to plot, I'm down for basically anything!! var sc_project=11420627; var sc_invisible=1; var sc_security="a2452aa3"; var scJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://secure." : "http://www."); document.write("");

[missivyhq]

Ian turned at the sound of a voice and smiled at Kylie. “Ah, I’m finally feeling alright, so I thought I’d venture down here.” He said, shrugging a little. “You don’t have to make me anything, don’t worry about me. I’m just still getting used to being able to breathe alright.” It was a dumb joke, since he’d been able to breathe decently during his sickness, but still, it made him feel almost normal. 

kylie smiled at the boy. “i really dont mind, i was going to make something anyway” the girl said as she opened the fridge and got a bottle of water out. “what do you feel like?”

[noshameianshane]

Ian shrugged a little, a smile playing on his lips. "Whatever you feel like, I guess." He said, watching her move around. "How've you been?"

[daltxnrxss]

noshameianshane:

Ian nodded as Dalton spoke, glad he had someone around to hang out with while Ian had been laid up alone. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, but he brushed it off easily enough. Dalton wouldn’t, he was too good for that. “I missed you too,” He told the other with a grin, “Like a lot.” He was quiet when Dalton mentioned Nova’s birthday. He’d known it had happened, he’d always remember her birthday, but he hadn’t expected to be asked about it. “I’ll just drop her present off later, I guess.” He said, looking away from his..whatever Dalton was to him and focusing on the sea out the window. “I dunno though. She probably doesn’t want to hear from me anyway.”

those four words spoken by the brown-eyed male had dalton’s heart racing so easily. it frightened him, but not enough to show on his features. he was past that stage. far too caught up in ian to notice at this point. he sighed happily, and tilted his head slightly so he was facing the other with a warm smile. “yeah i have to as well. drop off her present, i mean,” dalton nodded slowly. he frowned a little suddenly. “don’t think like that. if anything i think….i mean it’s possible it could be a thing where she misses you. and you might miss her too?” he raised a single eyebrow, slightly worried with where his words were going. “i don’t know. i don’t like you guys fighting. she’s just upset with the two of us being - whatever it is we are. but she’ll get over it. for now we need to be…y’know, civil,”

[noshameianshane]

Ian huffed a sigh. He didn't want to argue, didn't want to point out that being civil almost never worked for him, so he let it go with just a quiet nod. His week-long isolation had given him plenty of time to think, and he wasn't entirely sure he liked what he had been thinking about. "So, what did you and Eric do while I was dying? Surfing, cooking, anything cool?" He asked. "Do you want some food? I can make something real fast."

[rcxcnnes-blog]

noshameianshane:

There were times Ian hated the island. It was gorgeous, and he had a ton of new friends, sure, but there were also a ton of new ways for him to get sick. And he had, of course, been sick for nearly a week, laid up in his room and trying not to contaminate the rest of the cast. He’d had his phone at least, but it was just recently that he’d felt well enough to venture outside his room. Which is why he was sitting at the counter in the kitchen, staring at the stove and trying to will himself to make something to eat. He was so focused on his internal monologue that he didn’t even hear the footsteps signaling someone’s approach. 

roxanne hadn’t ventured the island much since her arrival. rather, she’d kept to her house and the public areas where they’d gather during free time. now, however, she’d found herself wandering through pearl waters manor, in search of nothing in particular but certain that she’d find something to occupy her time. as if a messenger was sent right then, she spotted ian in the kitchen and a reminiscent but dark smirk spread across her lips. “hey, hot stuff. long time, no see, huh?”

[noshameianshane]

Ian turned when he heard a voice, a little surprised to see Roxanne standing there. He'd pretty much forgotten about her in his week-long plague. "Hey, Roxi." He said. His voice was hesitant, like he wasn't sure exactly how to respond. He was wearing a battered old tee and sweatpants, so he didn't really like 'hot stuff.' "How are you?"

[lcilani-blog]

noshameianshane:

There were times Ian hated the island. It was gorgeous, and he had a ton of new friends, sure, but there were also a ton of new ways for him to get sick. And he had, of course, been sick for nearly a week, laid up in his room and trying not to contaminate the rest of the cast. He’d had his phone at least, but it was just recently that he’d felt well enough to venture outside his room. Which is why he was sitting at the counter in the kitchen, staring at the stove and trying to will himself to make something to eat. He was so focused on his internal monologue that he didn’t even hear the footsteps signaling someone’s approach. 

“oh, hey there boy-genius.” the brunette greeted, entering the kitchen and seeing ian out of his room for what was like the first time in what seemed like a year. “how are you feeling? we’re not all gonna catch what you had, are we? ‘cause i love you, but i really don’t want to get sick like that. it won’t be pretty.”

[noshameianshane]

Ian couldn't stop the grin that came over his face when he heard Lani. "Hey, beauty queen." He said, turning and giving her a mega-watt smile. "You're good. I was contagious for a bit, sure, but I got the all-clear from the crew doctor today." He told her. He was more the thrilled that he wasn't sick anymore but he had enjoyed not to having to worry about anything or anyone for a while. It had been nice. "Besides, I didn't think celebrities were able to get sick."

[grayson-walsh]

noshameianshane:

Ian shrugged a little; he wasn’t really a fan of PB&J, but he wasn’t one to turn down food he didn’t have to make. “Sure, why not?” He said, straightening up again. Maybe if he got some food in him, he’d feel better “How you doing, man? Good?”

When the male agreed to having a sandwich he went ahead and made him one, handing it over once he was done before going back to working on his. “Pretty good. Don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m Grayson.”

[noshameianshane]

Ian hummed his thanks, breaking off pieces of the sandwich before popping them into his mouth. "Ian." He said, waving at himself. He eyed the other, trying to figure out if he was new or if Ian had just missed him with all of the issues he'd had recently. "So, what's your story?"

[kvseyxx-blog]

noshameianshane:

He jumped a little, surprised to hear anyone, but especially her. He hadn’t even realized she was here, honestly, which said a lot about how sick he’d been. “Um, yeah, I’m alright now.” He said, though his voice was hesitant. So far, he’d been confronted by several exes on the show, and none of them had gone very well at all. He was understandably hesitant about another one. “How are you, though? Been good I hope?”

a part of kasey wanted so badly to not have to talk to ian while they were on the island. but she couldn’t will herself to let go. even though they ended on the wrong foot she still cared about him and couldn’t let go. “yeah, i’m okay. i’ve been better, but that besides the point.” she looked over towards the ocean and appreciated the cool breeze that came over her face, and she blushed once she looked back at ian. “is it okay if i sit with you? we can catch up?” kasey was worried ian wold say no. but she hoped he still held some compassion in him so they could at least have a normal conversation.

[noshameianshane]

He waved a hand at the seats on either side of him, looking out the window towards the ocean as he did. He hadn't forgotten how they ended, how he'd messed up for what had seemed like the millionth time. He just never expected to have to face that mistake. "Yeah, sure, it's been a while." He said with a vague shrug.

[ncvasmythex]

noshameianshane:

He smiled and got up, rummaging through the fridge a bit so he could find something to make. He finally decided on something, and set to work. “I’m, um, I’m sorry, about what I said before. I shouldn’t have been quite so rude.” He said. His voice was quiet, and he almost didn’t want her to hear. 

she watched him move before she looked down at the counter top. she heard his words even though he probably wanted her to not hear them. she shook her head as his last words were spoken, “i deserved them you don’t have to apologize i brought something up that didn’t need to be brought up.” she spoke quietly as she looked up at him.

[noshameianshane]

He shook his head as he cooked, not looking at her. "Yeah, that was shitty, but still. I shouldn't have acted like I did. I could've just ignored it or something." He said, focused on the food in front of him. "It's just...nah, never mind, doesn't matter." He shook the thoughts out of his head, cutting himself off as he spoke before he could finish the sentence.

[noshameianshane]

fckkyx:

kylie knew ian had been sick, so she smiled when she saw him sitting at the counter. “someone is looking better” she said smiling at the boy. kylie smiled at the other but noticed he had been staring at the stove. “did you want me to cook you something?” the girl asked as she approached him. 

Ian turned at the sound of a voice and smiled at Kylie. “Ah, I’m finally feeling alright, so I thought I’d venture down here.” He said, shrugging a little. “You don’t have to make me anything, don’t worry about me. I’m just still getting used to being able to breathe alright.” It was a dumb joke, since he’d been able to breathe decently during his sickness, but still, it made him feel almost normal. 

[noshameianshane]

ncvasmythex:

nova was quiet for a moment unsure if it was a good idea, just because the last time the two were in the same room together the two of them said things that hurt one another and she didn’t want a repeat of that. after another long moment she nodded moving to lean against the far counter, “i mean i can’t say no to free food, i’d be insane, but only if you want to make it, if not i’m good.”

He smiled and got up, rummaging through the fridge a bit so he could find something to make. He finally decided on something, and set to work. “I’m, um, I’m sorry, about what I said before. I shouldn’t have been quite so rude.” He said. His voice was quiet, and he almost didn’t want her to hear. 

[noshameianshane]

lydiamiles-riv:

Lydia was walking into the kitchen to grab some fruit before she saw the boy sitting there, “Oh hey!” she said giving him a faint smile, “Am I interrupting you.” she asked the boy moving the hair out of her face.

Ian jumped at the sound of a voice, turning and giving Ldia a half-smile. He didn’t feel it, but she didn’t need to know that. “Nah, I’m just trying to figure out to what to make.” He said, waving her in. 

[noshameianshane]

kvseyxx:

kasey didn’t know what was taking her to the person that broke her heart, but she figured it was because she wasn’t over him. she was worried that she would never get over him because ian was her first real boyfriend. she told him everything that happened to her, and he ran away because “her shit was too much for him.” it wasn’t her fault, so why would ian leave? there probably wasn’t an answer, so she dismissed it and continued her way up to him. her arms were crossed over her chest and a small frown on her face, she mustered up enough courage to talk. “you okay? i heard you weren’t feeling great.” no matter how much he hurt her, kasey still cared for ian.

He jumped a little, surprised to hear anyone, but especially her. He hadn’t even realized she was here, honestly, which said a lot about how sick he’d been. “Um, yeah, I’m alright now.” He said, though his voice was hesitant. So far, he’d been confronted by several exes on the show, and none of them had gone very well at all. He was understandably hesitant about another one. “How are you, though? Been good I hope?”

[noshameianshane]

grayson-walsh:

It was clear the other was in their own world from the way he had jumped just slightly when grayson had spoken up. The blonde moved to the fridge, looking through it for something edible and then just settled on making himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich since he wasn’t seeing much else that he’d want. “No you’re fine. Want a sandwich?”

Ian shrugged a little; he wasn’t really a fan of PB&J, but he wasn’t one to turn down food he didn’t have to make. “Sure, why not?” He said, straightening up again. Maybe if he got some food in him, he’d feel better “How you doing, man? Good?”

[noshameianshane]

daltxnrxss:

“good,” dalton smiled widely, his dimples becoming more prominent the larger the grin got. he nodded once at ian’s gesture for him to sit and made his way over, seating himself right down, directly next to him. so close their shoulders were brushing off one another. “i really missed you, y’know?” he glanced his way. “but it was okay. i spent a lot of time, like the majority of the week, with eric. he’s really sweet so he kept me company. olivia and i are speaking again but we haven’t hung out much,” dalton shrugged a little. “oh and you missed nova’s birthday….but…i don’t know if that’s such a…big deal to you?”

Ian nodded as Dalton spoke, glad he had someone around to hang out with while Ian had been laid up alone. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, but he brushed it off easily enough. Dalton wouldn’t, he was too good for that. “I missed you too,” He told the other with a grin, “Like a lot.” He was quiet when Dalton mentioned Nova’s birthday. He’d known it had happened, he’d always remember her birthday, but he hadn’t expected to be asked about it. “I’ll just drop her present off later, I guess.” He said, looking away from his..whatever Dalton was to him and focusing on the sea out the window. “I dunno though. She probably doesn’t want to hear from me anyway.”

[noshameianshane]

grayson-walsh:

Grayson hadn’t been here all that long, especially compared to other people who had been here since the beginning. He wasn’t sure if he would have been able to survive the island for that long. He wasn’t all that sure exactly how he had felt about being here. He’d met a handful of great people so maybe it wasn’t all that bad. The blonde had made his way downstairs and into the kitchen, going to grab a bite to eat before heading out and trying to find someone to hang out with, maybe lila or naomi if they weren’t busy. “you okay there, pal?” he asked, noticing another housemate sitting at the counter, looking as if he was in another world.

Ian jumped a little at the voice, turning to see an unfamiliar face. He’d clearly missed quite a bit while he was holed up with the plague. “Yeah, I’m fine, just, uh, trying to figure out what to make, I guess” He said, plastering a smile on his face that he didn’t feel at all inside. Something about being in sick in paradise had messed with him. “Sorry if I’m in your way or something, man.”

[noshameianshane]

daltxnrxss:

dalton had originally shown up at pearl waters in hopes of seeing eric, but walking into the kitchen to see ian for the first time in almost a whole week felt just as good. in the beginning, he was warned not to go see him, since he was unwell. so despite his whining about it, he agreed and stuck to texting him now and then, asking if he were okay or doing any better. “well — look who’s finally out of bed,” he teased, walking further into the room and towards the other. he made sure to keep his distance in case ian didn’t want him any closer. “how have you been feeling today? much better, i hope,”

Ian jumped a little upon hearing a voice, but he relaxed pretty quickly when he realized who it was. He smiled at Dalton and patted the seat next to him. He wasn’t entirely sure what to tell the man, but he knew he couldn’t exactly lie. He also couldn’t very well say that he’d been stuck in his room, not eating anything other than the occasional cracker so he wouldn’t throw up. “I’m better.” He settled on as he watched the curly-haired man. “Exhausted, but a lot better. And, not sick and definitely not contagious, according to the doctor the crew brought in, which means that I can officially be integrated back into society.” He teased, laughter in his voice. “So, what’ve I missed?”

[noshameianshane]

ncvasmythex:

the blonde shook her head looking down at her phone for a second before looking over at Ian, “oh no we don’t, I just assumed she was in here. I should have just called or something.” she explained shaking her head again now filling looking up at him, “I can just..” she pointed behind her, “come back or something actually text her and stuff.”

Ian shook his head, standing and moving towards the fridge. “No, it’s fine, you should stay. Um, I can make you something? If you want? You know I’m a good cook.” He said, a small smile on his face. He wasn’t sure how to act around her now, how to talk to her. He wanted his best friend back, but if it meant having to give up on dalton, then he wasn’t sure he could. 

[daltxnrxss]

dalton ross x ian shane ( moodboard 1/? )

@noshameianshane