A Hot New Single Enters the Villa - love island dr-self
birthday: may 2nd, 2002
age: 23
occupation: travel & leisure writer, soon-to-be love island contestant
𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀 has been chewed up and spit out by the chicago dating scene. the next logical step when your love life is so abysmal? sign up for a reality dating show, of course! soon enough, she was whisked off to fiji and stuck in mandatory hotel isolation until the producers gave her the good news: into the villa she goes!
𝑰𝑻 𝑰𝑺 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬 𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑺𝑻𝑹𝑶𝒀 𝑩𝑬𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑺: with promo material shot, beauty prep completed, phone on lockdown, and suitcases full of swimwear sent to the villa, all that's left to do is smile for the cameras and embark on a summer that will never be forgotten. the only question is, will true love be found?
This or That Gothic Edition Snippet 21- Portrait Gallery
Inspired by my answers for this post by @blackrosesandwhump!
Whumpee followed Whumper through their mansion, taking in the sight with awe.
“Your home is beautiful, Whumper,” Whumpee said.
“Thank you,” Whumper said warmly, “I had been wanting to invite you for some time, but I still had to finish my portrait gallery.”
As Whumper spoke, they opened a pair of ornate doors to a long hallway. On the walls were several paintings, each more detailed than the last. Whumpee’s heart slowly dropped to their stomach when they noticed what they all had in common.
“Whumper…” they started, “why are all these paintings of me?”
Whumper’s hand came to rest on their shoulder.
“Because you are perfect, my little muse,” Whumper purred in their ear, “and now that I have you, my work can only improve.”
Whumpee opened their mouth to argue, but a sharp pinch in their neck turned their would-be sentence into a pained yelp.
“Forgive me, Whumpee,” Whumper said softly, “but I’ve been preparing for this for too long for you to slip out of my grasp now.”
Whumpee’s breathing came in short and fast. They stumbled out of Whumper’s grip and whirled around to face them.
“You’re not…keeping me…here,” Whumpee said with great effort.
Whumpee tried to run back to the doors, but their knees buckled after two steps. Whumper caught them quite easily.
“Shh,” they soothed, “it’s going to be alright. I promise you, you’ll love it here.”
Whumpee couldn’t find the energy to argue, or even struggle. Their eyes fluttered shut and they drifted off just as Whumper began to carry them out of the gallery.
the vibe for may 2nd is nasa and harry chapin. the day was sunny, and the night brought rain and thunder. I sat on the counter at work and ate this lemonheads sucker while generally ignoring my responsibilities.
Snapetober 2021, Day 15: Ghosts (from sxvxrxssnape’s prompt list)
I know the portraits aren’t ghosts in the HP universe - ghosts are their own thing. Still, the Hogwarts headmaster / headmistress portraits are such an interesting echo of the people they are painted of.
Snape’s portrait was initially not going to be hung in the portrait gallery of the Headmaster’s office, but apparently Harry Potter was instrumental in ensuring that it was - not only hung in the gallery, but right next to Dumbledore’s portrait. I like to think about what that ‘reunion’ might have been like. (Fic in process, maybe, to serve for other prompts.)
