synopsis | Elise’s world has always revolved around the ice, but cracks are starting to show - on the rink and in her life. Jude lives fast and loose, but even he can’t dodge the weight of expectations.
When a lie pulls them into a fake relationship, sparks fly, walls crumble, and buried dreams resurface. Together, they might just find what they’ve been missing - if they’re brave enough to take the leap.
tropes | grumpy x sunshine. fake dating. fluffy ending. Christmas themed.
rating | M (mature)
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Merry Christmas to you, Mo, and to everybody else!! ✨🎄💕
so i came up with a rough idea for a scott pilgrim inspired litg au where you have an evil ex from each season (minus season 8 since it's coming out now)
Bobby would be the main character, which I didn't want at first because he's the most popular LI but I think his personality seems the most likely to get into this situation (minus the Scott Pilgrim being an incel but that's why it's inspired and not a one to one). Also works since he's in a band.
Obviously MC is his dream girl (Ramona in the movie). Could probably have Noah be his roommate, who is bookish and also a little sick of his problems. Then you have the other band members: Lottie is the drummer (who is also Bobby's ex who's still a little mad at him), idrc who the guitarist is lol, and then I think it'd be funny to have a character who wants to be in the band but they don't let him until the end and that should be Felix.
The stuff about Knives I understand is important to the Scott Pilgrim story but I'm not a huge fan of the "dating a high schooler" part lol. Still, we can have a character that he's dating who's all in and he is not but he doesn't have the heart to break up with her and ends up breaking her heart anyway, and that's probably Hannah.
MC shows up to his concert and then you meet the first evil ex, Dylan. And MC is like oh they dated for a week in middle school and after she broke his heart, he kind of became the asshole we know him as now. (the only reason I'm picking Dylan first is because I think Matthew Patel is one of the more cringe exes and I just simply couldn't do that to anyone else in s4, plus after the exposition he just gets thrown away anyway).
Next, Bobby, Noah, and MC all go visit a local movie set and they see her next ex, Rafi. I don't know why I always picture Rafi with his like weird smouldering face, but that honestly works well with this character, if you've ever seen pictures of Chris Evans in this movie. Because there's a skateboarding aspect in this, I did consider it should be Jamal, but for the bit I already picked a s6 character so it had to be someone else lol.
Anyway, Rafi gets defeated by his arrogance and then Bobby's band is playing in a contest, where he sees his ex and her new band mate/boyfriend, Mason, who is also MC's ex. As for Bobby's ex, it doesn't matter too much but I could see it being Yasmin since she's also a singer, Priya because she canonically is a fan of Mason's band (i think?) and there are routes where she's initially coupled up with Bobby, or Elisa because I think on some s2 routes she goes for Bobby but also I just like her aesthetic compared to this character in the movie. Also I just think either of them look good next to Mason (maybe they don't fit personality wise but they'd look good)
So Mason gets defeated, probably not with the vegan thing (but if we switch Mason for Levi, I could believe that), but something silly other than physically beating him. Next ex is Bonnie, who is clingy as hell. I don't think we should keep the part where Ramona calls it her like college experimentation stuff because that's not a great stereotype, but I kinda like the idea that Bonnie thinks they were in a relationship and had something but MC is like, no, clearly not.
The next exes are the twins, and so I had no other choice than to make this Ozzy and Marshall. I also think MC probably drove them apart and then when they finally compared stories they finally became friends again and are out for vengeance. Anyway, they get defeated.
Last but not least, the ex to rival all exes, the titular character of s5, we have Suresh running this shit. He is so hung up over MC that he set up this whole league. Literally nothing about his character would make me think he'd do this (because this character in Scott Pilgrim is so malicious actually), but he is the "ex in the villa" so he's gotta be the final boss.
“There has to be something. Perhaps we’re just looking in all the wrong places?” Lewcifer’s hand stopped in mid-air as he thought, dangling a spoonful of mushed pulp just out of Prince Hamish’s reach.
Hey, Hamish may not have liked strawberries, but we always want what we can’t have. Reaching out toward the spoon with all his might, the wooden high chair creaked and moaned under him; the bolts begging for mercy. Try and try he did, reaching this way and that, contorting his body in ways that weren’t human. Sweat beaded by his brow as he strained, blocking out the white noise as the fairies discussed possible things they could try. Hamish did not care. He did not wish to hear about the healing abilities of Eye of Newt, nor about the miracles only toad semen could grant. His one and only desire at that moment was to fill his tummy.
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Based off a convo with @sophiebernadotte about whether or not Lewie would ever get a tattoo:
(Post-fic AU from Off Limits)
Under the cut
“This is gonna hurt, isn’t it?” he asked.
“Yeah, babe, it’s a tattoo,” she replied, squeezing his hand. “You don’t have to do this if you d—“
Lewie stopped her, sweeping her into his arms, hugging her as he made her walk backwards. Kisses peppered her face, and she burst into furious giggles, wrapping her arms around his waist.
“I want to,” he said. “I’m so excited for it. I’m just nervous it’s gonna hurt and that the tattoo artist is gonna think I’m a pussy.”
Katie burst out laughing, squeezing him tighter. “Babe, he’s the sweetest guy ever, he’s not gonna think you’re a pussy. Besides, even if he did, he’s obsessed with cats.”
*
They stepped in to the studio, and without warning, she was swept into a hug.
“Katie!” Oliver grinned. “It’s so great to see you!!”
As best she could, she wrapped her arms around Oli’s neck, reaching up to try and bridge the entire extra foot he had on her.
“Oli, this is Lewie,” she said as they finally broke apart. “He’s your canvas today.”
Lewie stuck out his hand, but Oli swept him into a hug as well, Katie bursting into a fit of laughter once more. Never could she have expected her 6’0 boyfriend to look so much like a ragdoll, but next to the 6’5 brick house that was Oliver, he looked tiny in comparison.
*
Lewie was sat in the chair, his skin prepped, and Oliver had the stencil ready.
“So, the moment of truth,” Oliver said. “Where do you want it?”
Lewie stuck out his forearm, and pointed.
Katie gasped, grinning a mile wide. “You want it there?”
He nodded. “I want to be able to see it every day.”
She leaned in, kissing him softly, a little at a loss of what to say. But before she could say anything, the studio door flung open.
“We’re here! We’re here!!” Bec said, her usual whirlwind of energy following her. “Sorry we’re late, this one’s queasy again.”
Caden looked around the studio with a distinct gaze of unease, frowning at the needles to Olivers side.
“You really didn’t need to come,” Lewie laughed. “Oliver said it’s going to take like less than ten minutes to do.”
“Moral support, babes!” Bec grinned. “Plus, we can get ice cream after.”
Lewie’s face lit up, but immediately paled as Oli switched on the tattoo gun. But before he even had a chance to go near Lewie’s arm, Caden was throwing up into the bin.
*
Caden sorted with a glass of water and his feet up, Bec and Katie were watching with anticipation. Oliver switched on the gun, and Lewie looked away as he brought it to his wrist, biting his lip nervously. Katie couldn’t help but giggle, squeezing his other hand, and Bec was damn near crying at how cute the whole thing was.
True to his word, Oliver was finished in a little over six minutes. As soon as he announced they were done, Lewie took a deep breath, as if he hadn’t breathed the whole time.
Katie stood up to look, but Lewie covered it with his other hand, grinning a mile wide. “No, no, no peeking!”
He glanced under his hand, and couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, thanking Oliver profusely and telling him it was perfect.
And then, it was Katie’s turn.
She had no idea what Lewie had asked for. She had no idea what she was about to have tattooed on her. All she knew was that Bec had been squealing about how cute it all was for weeks.
Oliver switched out his needles, and got to work.
It was only another few minutes, and she didn’t look, not until Oliver announced that she, too, was done. She glanced at Lewie, who was beaming back at her, and she looked down.
It was a tiny, triangular corn chip, one corner dipped in cheese, and she gasped, the beautiful tribute to Nacho, her beloved golden retriever. But right there, beside it, another, smaller version.
She glanced up at Lewie, her eyes wild and wide, and he had the photo ready, turning his phone to show her the picture.
A puppy. A beautiful, perfect, tiny baby golden retriever, a pretty pink bow wrapped around her neck. She looked up at Lewie, and he beamed at her, showing her his own identical tattoo.
“Her name’s Chip,” he chuckled. “And we pick her up tomorrow.”
Katie squealed, leaping from the chair and throwing her arms around his neck, as Bec screamed with excitement and captured the whole thing on video. Oliver laughed loudly, and Caden groaned his approval, rolling his eyes a little at the gesture.
Lewie kissed her cheek, holding her tightly.
“Two dogs down—“
“Three to go,” she responded. She leaned back, looking up into the sparkling blue eyes she so fucking adored. “I love you,” she whispered. “Thank you.”
“I love you,” he whispered back. “Happy Anniversary, babe.”
Summary: In 2016, Summer had a whirlwind romance with a boy with a British accent. He wasn’t very smooth and he wasn’t the tallest guy around, but for those short three months, he was hers.
Kefalonia, Greece, is Love Island’s new homestead. A sprawling blue and white Villa sprawls a patch of land adjacent to a craggy mountain view, gnarled trees covered in fairy lights twinkling by the entrance where patterned tiles lead to a pair of heaving double doors. Outside are flower beds, neatly pruned hedges that frame paths. There’s a homely, welcoming vibe to it rather than a party pad fit for a lads trip to Mallorca. In the early hours of the morning, town locals come in their pairs to clean the mess the inhabitants of the Villa had made the night before. They neaten up strewn loungers, fluff up throw pillows and brush away glittering debris to set a scene for the soon to be viewers. A buzzy radio plays Grecian Kitscherella, and Naomi and Winona hold court with staff in the kitchen. Winona’s Greek is surprisingly fluent and her English interpretation is determined and fast, eager to include Naomi in the conversation. There’s the odd moment of shiftiness where Naomi isn’t quite sure she’s saying the whole truth, bolstered by a tense exchange with a moustachioed man by the name of Mikelis. Winona will scrawl something down into her notebook with a dutiful nod, and then she’ll avert to Naomi.
“Mikelis says we’ve got to go up on the Roof Terrace, apparently there’s a surprise.” Winona says this with an emphatic wiggle of her eyebrows. Naomi chortles.
“Do you reckon we’ll need to get ready?” Naomi queries.
“Considering they got on our case for not having a full face on after the slime thing yesterday? Most likely.”
“They sure are setting a totally realistic standard, aren’t they?” Naomi groans with a roll of her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose.
A foray into the abbaverse and a shamelessly self indulgent fic that asks the question - what would happen if two OCs were to be in the same Villa? The lovely Naomi and the majority of the premise is based off of the fantastic Lay All Your Love On Me.
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Just a little tease for my fic coming this week! Probably Wednesday. It's smutty. It's angsty. It's about accepting who you are and deciding what you deserve. It's Felix x Kassam. If you're in need of an explanation, ask @longbobmckenzie, this is 100% her fault 😂 I'm not responsible.
