bro i NEED to finish chapter two already i'm having insane writers block 😭😭😭😭 can you all throw tomatoes at me😭😭😭😭😭😭 to motivate me 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 pls😭😭😭😭😭😭
hello guys!! sorry i haven't been working on chapter 2.... i've been really busy because it's tech week for theatre! i'll get to work when our show is overr
‘Heyy, chat! It’s your girl Delilah! Welcome back to another terrible, TERRIBLE decision!’ Delilah grins into the camera, leaning closer to her microphone, watching as messages fill her other monitor.
sillyboyy6767: DELILAHHH
craftykins: OOO I WONDER WHAT YOU DID LMAOOO
LootGoblin: MINECRAFT VIDEOOO??!!?!?!?!?!
ddumblock: PLS PLAY ON HARDCOREEEE
‘Well if you ARE wondering what we are doing today, YES! It IS a minecraft video, my little internet parasites!’ Delilah giggled, clapping her hands, as if celebrating victory. She shares her main screen, what shows is the map created by Horace, the builder of the Minecraft ARG by Wifies.
‘Do y’all see this? It’s for five dollars!’ Delilah laughs, moving her mouse and pressing on add to Minecraft world. Then, she moves to Minecraft and adds it to templates. She loads the terrain. Then it loads.. and loads.. and loads– ‘Huh?’ Delilah says in utter confusion, leaning back in her chair as she stares at the screen that says.. unable to connect to world.
Sigmaboyyy: AW MANNN
verycoolperson: bro is your wifi bad lmaoaooa
Crafffy: MINECRAFT COME ON BRO
craftykins: oh nooo
LootGoblin: LMAO IMAGINE IF WIFIES WAS THERE AND HE BANNED OTHER PEOPLE FROM PLAYING HAHAHAHA
Delilah moves her mouse to press try again, sighing. ‘It’s alright guys, we’ll just rejoin.’ She murmurs, rejoining the world. And finally, it did join. ‘Ha! See? Told you.’ She grins again, giving a victorious side-eye to her second monitor.
The world loads, slowly. At first, it’s just a normal Minecraft world. Trees, clear skies, grass, animals– until she finds a stairway down. ‘Ooh, this where Avery and d3rlord found that type shift?’ She walks down, glancing around the stone mine with three doors at the left. ‘Oh-ho-ho! It’s getting exciting!’ Delilah singsongs, walking to the right and breaking a part of the stone, which reveals a cave.
‘Bullseye.’ Delilah once again grins victoriously.
Crafffy: OH MY GOD
LootGoblin: HELL YEAHHH
balisticboo: what if you blow it up lmao
Ceheeehs: BRO ISNT THERE LIKE A BOOK IN THE CHEST???
bleehehe: OH YEAH GO CHECK IT OUT DELILAHHH!!!!!!!!
Delilah glances at the message from her second monitor and hums in thought. Then, she walks over to the chest in the middle of the room, and opens it. Inside the chest had thirty-nine raw iron, five iron, two stacks of redstone dust, fifteen raw gold, one stack and a half of coal, two stacks and three extra lapis lazuli, two emeralds, and eight diamonds. And the book.
Delilah stares at the book and decides to put it into her inventory to read it. She closes the chest and opens the book.
‘Whatever you do at the crossroads, don’t turn left.
Don’t be fooled, it’s listening.
You can’t outsmart it
It’s listening tom e
It’s watching me
It isn’t from this world
At the crossraods
Don't durn left
At the crossroads
DONT turn left
At the crossroads
Don't turn left
ATt the crossroadsa
Dont durn left’
Delilah blinks, feeling a cold, bad sense churning in her stomach. She chuckles, ‘C’mon chat, it’s just a game, don’t have to be so negative about it. Plus, we’re in creative mode so no biggie.’ She turns back to where she broke the stone, where there was the cave, and walks into the deep, dark cave. She looks around, ‘Wait, it’s too dark, let me grab this torch..’ She opens inventory, to items, and grabs a torch. ‘There!’ She places one, and continues walking.
As she did, she ignores the patch of moss that doesn’t generate there because it’s a paid and already fictionally created world by a player. She continues to go deeper, walking past moss and trees. ‘How did they even think about this man?’ Delilah laughs, and she continues walking until she finally reaches the end – Ginormous trees stacked on trees stacked on trees. Delilah whistles lowly, ‘Damn.’
DEEL: IT’S THE TREES
CORRRRy: OH MY GODD
Crafffy: trees stacked on trees stacked on trees - wifies
Delilah flies down from where she was, staring at the trees. ‘I can barely build a tree.’ She jokes, now walking in the middle of the path, then she sees a brown-reddish tunnel. Delilah tilts her head in thought, ‘A tunnel, huh?’ She walks towards it, staring into the dimly lit tunnel. ‘Eh, if I die that’s on you guys.’
She walks into the tunnel, ‘Mudbricks?’ she snorts, ‘good choice.’
She continues to walk into the tunnel, and she glances behind her. ‘Chat, what was that?’ She asks, and for the first time since the stream, she sounds dead serious.
averythemayo: he’s watching. go back, don’t turn left.
Crafffy: OH MY GOD AVERY?
LootGoblin: WAIT WAIT HUH???
Genenev: WHAT IS AVERY-?
Delilah frowns at the message, then stares back ahead as she continues walking. ‘Ha-ha, very funny, guys.’ She continued deeper into the tunnel, though slower this time. More cautious.
The torchlight flickered against the mudbrick walls as she glanced around. Then she looked forward again.
A yellow eye stared directly at her from the darkness.
Delilah froze, just for a second. Then she smiled nervously, “Ha!! What even is that?” She continued walking into the tunnel, torchlight flickering softly, unusually. Then one of the torches behind her went out, it was now dimly lit that she noticed.
Delilah stops, turns her character’s head around just for a second to observe the wiped out torch. ‘..Okay?’
But then, they started wiping out one after another after another, like something was moving through them. The chat exploded across her second monitor.
LootGoblin: WHAT THE HECK IS HAPPENING??
Crafffy: OH MY GOD DELILAH RUN
averythemayo: don’t let him get close to you.
Delilah swallowed hard, forcing out a laugh as she ran. ‘Alright. Nope, absolutely not. We are NOT doing horror movie logic today.’
LootGoblin: wait do you guys hear that??
Crafffy: wait is someone whispering???
ddumblock: BRO I HEAR FOOTSTEPS????
Delilah frowns again as she catches a glimpse of the chat, ‘What are you guys talking about? It’s not funny anymore.’ She argues, continuing to run.
Genenev: it said sommething..
averythemayo: RUN DELILAH.
Delilah splutters, ‘What.. what are you guys talking about?’ The footsteps behind her got louder, more.. real. And now she hears it, too. ‘..Oh, god.’ The whispers started, not in front of her, not behind her, beside her.
‘Run.’
‘Faster.’
‘You’re slow.’
Delilah’s breath quickened. ‘Wait– wait–’
‘Don’t let him catch you.’
‘FASTER.’
Her fingers slammed harder against the keyboard as her character sprinted through the tunnel. ‘WAIT–!!’
The footsteps behind her thundered closer than she could ever think. The whispers continued, urging her to go faster. Delilah didn’t think, she just ran.
The tunnel suddenly opened into the darkness, and before she could stop herself, the ground vanished from sight. ‘WAIT– PLEASE– WAIT–!!’ She dropped into the water. She immediately came up to the surface, swimming to a nearby rocky shore, her breathing catching up to her.
The chat flew past her second monitor so quickly she could barely read it.
Crafffy: YOU CAN FLY
LootGoblin: DELILAH YOU IDIOT 😭
ddumblock: CREATIVE MODDE HELLO????
averythemayo: don’t go back up
Delilah freezes, staring back at her main monitor. Her mouth hung open. ‘..Oh my god..’
A beat, then she speaks again and laughs shakily, ‘I forgot I could fly.’ Nobody in the chat responded.
Still breathing hard, she looks back up to where she had fallen, and a player stands at the very top of it. No movement, watching her. The stream suddenly lags, and for a split second, a username appeared on the player. d3rlord3. And in her chat was spammed with one word.
‘HE’S COMING.’
And Avery’s only message was different from the others.
i'd rather be me (with you)
chapter one : black and white
pairing: luke castellan x daughter of iris!reader
sypnosis: two weeks after the battle of manhattan, luke castellan returns to camp half-blood drowning in guilt and regret. avoided by the other campers and haunted by everything he’s done, he begins to believe that people like him don’t deserve love, forgiveness, or happy endings. full story summary here
genre: angsty luke, but tooth rotting fluff in future chapters, a little percabeth sneak hehe
word count: 284
author's note: hey guys!!! this is a bit of a short first chapter but i wanted it to be luke centered first!! basically before he meets her. this is my first time writing, so please be nice :) enjoy 💓
september 1, 2009
it's been two weeks since the battle of manhattan, and luke feels that if kronos couldn't kill him, the guilt surely would.
ever since he returned to camp with percy and annabeth, he'd begun to think that maybe he should have just died with kronos. he wasn't expecting a hero’s welcome, of course not, even if he did switch sides towards the end. he just thought his siblings could have shown at least a little sympathy toward him.
or maybe that was just him being selfish again. even connor and travis, for the gods’ sake, weren't pulling pranks on him. you'd have to seriously mess up for that to happen. still, the way his gut twisted whenever he saw campers distancing themselves from him was hard to ignore.
he sat on the porch of the hermes cabin, watching from a distance as percy and annabeth chatted beneath the shade of a tree. percy's hand was draped over annabeth's, a small smile on his face as he listened to her talk. they loved each other as if love was the most natural thing in the world to them, as if love was as simple as listening intently to someone speak. and luke wondered if he'd ever get to experience a love as genuine as theirs.
the thought almost made him laugh out loud. no, men like luke castellan did not get happy endings. men with innocent blood on their hands did not marry the loves of their lives or find their true loves. and even if he did, he would likely end up doing what he always did: hurt them.
and luke castellan had already hurt enough people for one lifetime.
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he has endured years of fighting, suffering, and loss- and just as he thinks it is finally over, some pathetic excuse of a god comes along and shoves another quest into his hands.
he has spent those same years building wall after wall around himself. he has spent those same years terrified that if people get too close, they will hurt him- or worse, he will hurt them.
so what is he supposed to do when he meets a certain daughter of iris, who makes all of those walls come crashing down?
