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operationnope · 10 months

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For all the Ozzy girlies🩷🩷 (and those in denial)

Title: Soon

Summary: An embellishment of the terrace scene with MC x Ozzy.

Words: 2,079

I liked this scene, but I wanted a bit more from it. So I thought I’d try my hand at writing a more fleshed out version. This is my first official fanfic so thank you for reading!

And an extra special thanks to @longbobmckenzie for encouraging me and correcting my grammatical errors 🤣♥️

Someone was going home tonight. Vivian mindlessly chewed her lip, lost in thought while her twin sister Amelia prattled on about something. What was she even talking about? After the villa received a text about a girl being dumped from the island, Amelia had pulled her for a chat. But Vivian could only think about one thing, one person - Ozzy.

Ozzy was coupled with Grace, but every time Ozzy and Vivian were alone it was like everyone else just slipped away. It was the little things. The gym session where their eyes met, Ozzy’s smile growing bigger and bigger with each rep. Or the way he gently brushed her hair away from her face to look into her eyes while they chatted in the pool. Vivian knew that he would be loyal to Grace, but she felt something building between them. And if she went home, she would never know what could be.

“I miss the old days. Don’t you?” Amelia asked Vivian, pulling her from her reverie.

She thought a moment before answering. “I like focusing on today. No use looking backwards all the time. Let’s just enjoy the here and now, it’s exciting!”

Her mind wandered back to her own thoughts as her twin continued on a trip down memory lane. Vivian was pretty sure she was safe. The public was voting for the most popular girl, and even if she wasn’t in the top spot, she was almost certain she wasn’t last. But with her fate in the public’s hands, she knew she had to talk to Ozzy before it was too late.

“Vivi? Are you listening??”

“Sorry, what were you saying about prom?”

Amelia shifted uncomfortably and started again. “There’s something I never told you about that night...”

Before Amelia could finish, Ozzy stepped into the room looking a bit frazzled. Vivian’s eyes met his with a look of concern, and a sheepish smile formed on his handsome face.

“Hey Vivian, could I borrow you for a chat?”

She distantly heard Amelia and Ozzy exchange niceties while she stood to follow Ozzy to the roof terrace. They walked to their destination in near silence, the sound of her blood rushing in her ears. Her thoughts began to swirl as she sat down and tried to calm her frantically beating heart. Ozzy took a seat opposite her, clearly just as nervous. Vivian couldn’t help but grin at him and when he grinned back, she could see some of the tension behind his eyes start to fade.

“What’s on your mind, Ozzy?”

“My head’s a bit all over the place, to be honest,” he admitted. “That news of the dumping has rattled me.”

She quietly nodded in agreement as he paused and looked down at his feet, struggling to find the words. The air felt heavy with everything left unsaid between them. She slowly let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding as he finally spoke.

“Don’t get me wrong, if Grace went, I’d be gutted. She’s been my day one in here,” Ozzy continued, his gaze now far off in the distance. “I have so much time for that girl. I just... I don’t like the thought of someone I care about leaving the villa.”

Vivian’s heart sank a little. Was it all in my head? Their private time together, the laughs they shared, the stolen looks- was she the only one feeling this way? All this time she thought it was leading somewhere, but now as Ozzy spoke about his feelings for Grace, a knot began to form in her stomach. Eventually, his eyes turned to her and she panicked, desperate to say something, anything to hide her distress.

She managed to splutter, “You mean Grace?”

Ozzy looked at her, really looked at her, like he was seeing her for the first time. “I think I mean you, Vivian. I just couldn’t take the thought of you leaving here.”

Time stood still. Vivian was almost afraid to respond, to even breathe, as if it would break the spell. Every small moment now bubbled to the surface and she could see the joy, the sadness and the longing written all over his face. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the curve of his lips when he gave her a flirty look. It all meant as much to him as it did to her, and any doubts she had were swept away by the warmth she felt staring into his kind hazel eyes.

But the happiness she felt was pushed aside momentarily with a question that she didn’t want to ask but knew she had to.

“What about Grace?”

As Ozzy began to explain why he liked Grace, Vivian tried to keep her expression neutral, pleasant even, while he spoke about her friend. Vivian really liked Grace; she was funny, effortlessly beautiful and always had time for a chat or to dish some goss. It wasn’t hard to understand why Ozzy had stepped forward for her. But with the looming threat of a dumping, Vivian felt her chance with Ozzy slipping through her fingers.

“...Part of me worries it could be becoming more of a friendship vibe.”

Wait, what?!

“And I know we have our flirty banter,” Ozzy went on, a cheeky smile playing on his lips. “Like when you joined me in the pool looking out of this world.” There was a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he recalled the memory and Vivian could feel her cheeks heat. Their bodies had touched fleetingly under the water, the warm feeling of his skin still lingered in her mind.

“I’d just always regret tonight if... If you were dumped and maybe there was something more.”

The way Ozzy looked at her, like she was everything, in that moment she knew what she had to do. She tilted her head and looked up at him from under her long lashes. Then she leaned in, closing the distance between them and he mirrored her movement as if pulled by an imaginary string.

“You might be right there, Ozzy,” she purred, trying to keep her voice even as her heart beat wildly. “We’re in the Love Island villa, after all! We should be open to exploring each other...”

His eyes flitted briefly to her lips. “That’s what I mean,” he said as he swallowed hard. “Exploring sounds like fun...”

Vivian leaned in further, eliminating any distance and uncertainty left between them. She stopped just before their lips touched, her eyes locked with his, and she whispered breathlessly.

“Kiss me, Ozzy.”

His lips met hers, gentle but full of passion. He lifted one hand to the base of her neck, threading his fingers through her long, silky hair. His other hand slid around her waist, pulling her firmly against his sculpted chest. She lightly trailed her fingers up his toned biceps, goose flesh erupting in their wake. Her mouth opened to invite him in and he softly teased her tongue with his, a deep moan sounding from the back of his throat. She melted into him, her supple curves pressed to fit perfectly against his hard body. He affectionately stroked her cheek as he tenderly kissed her one last time, then released her with a sigh.

“As much as I want this...” he said, placing his large hands on her shoulders and putting some distance between them, “I don’t think we should be doing this yet. Not now.”

Vivian knew he was right, but she couldn’t hide her disappointment. She bit her lip and tried to ignore how her body lit up when they kissed. How everything felt so right. But Ozzy was still coupled with Grace. Shit, Grace! She was going to have to be honest with her friend about her feelings for Ozzy, and she could only hope that he would do the same.

She must have looked upset because Ozzy’s eyes were full of heartbreak when he said, “I’m sorry, Vivian.”

She suddenly needed more from him. An explanation, or validation that what she felt was real, that he felt the same way about her.

“I just thought...” she started, but he hurried to reassure her.

“Believe me, I wish I could kiss you right now. But this isn’t respectful to Grace. I promised myself I’d be respectful.”

He reached out and briefly touched her hand - a ghost of a touch, but so full of desire it radiated straight to her core.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he continued. “Your lips feel amazing. And I never expected this connection. You really are out of this world, Vivian. No matter what I do, my head keeps spinning back to you.”

A small smile formed on her kiss-swollen lips and he returned it, his face glowing as the sun crept closer to the horizon. Their connection was real. She felt like laughing and crying, all the possibilities of how the night could go crashing against her like the tide. She couldn’t predict or change the vote, but she knew that Ozzy returned her feelings and it was enough for now.

“You may be a twin, but you really are one of a kind, y’know?” Ozzy softly chuckled, and she knew it was because of the shit-eating-grin now plastered on her face. A face she shared with her sister, but he only saw her- not a twin, not half of a whole. Ozzy saw Vivian for who she was and that made her fall for him even more.

“And I won’t be forgetting those lips anytime soon,” he added with a wink.

She giggled, “You better not!”

They both stood to leave the privacy of the terrace. Vivian knew they were pushing their luck up there. After all, Grace had already pointed out on day one that it was a prime location for sneaky kisses. She took a step towards the door but Ozzy reached for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I hope we get another chance like this soon. You’re very hard to forget, Vivian.” As he let go of her hand, the terrace door swung open.

“You guys?! What are you two doing up here?”

Grace wandered out onto the terrace, sidling up next to her partner. Her eyes clocked Vivian and Ozzy while she waited for an answer. Ozzy was silent, trying to look anywhere but directly at Vivian. The awkwardness was stifling, but she managed to look at Grace and gave her a small smile. Grace continued with her inquiry, now firmly directed at Ozzy, and he stammered out some excuse.

“We were... we just had a chat,” he finally managed to say.

Vivian almost laughed. We chatted, we kissed... you know, the usual. But it was far from the usual. The feeling of his lips, the heat from his body- as those unbidden thoughts flooded her mind, she fought the flush beginning to creep up her neck.

Grace’s eyes narrowed slightly. “About what?”

Before her line of questioning could go any further, a text notification rang out. Vivian quickly grabbed her phone and checked the message.

“I’ve got a text!” she called down to the other islanders. “It’s a Couples Quiz!”

As she read the rest of the text aloud, in her periphery she could see Grace and Ozzy share a troubled look. The discomfort now emanating from the pair was almost unbearable, but Vivian soldiered on until the last hashtag was read out. The other islanders raced to the challenge platform while the three of them stood in awkward silence.

“Guessing we should head over then,” Grace suggested, trying and failing to muster a cheerful tone.

Ozzy started to usher her towards the door. “Let’s go,” he replied absentmindedly.

Vivian waited a beat before she followed. She thought a bit of space would dull the longing she felt as she watched Ozzy walk away from her. She thought she had it bad before, but now that they had kissed, not a challenge kiss but a proper one, she knew she could never go back. She wanted to call out to him, grab him, make him stay on the terrace with her forever, but he just kept walking.

Then just as Grace disappeared through the door, he turned back. He turned back to look at her- his eyes so full of yearning and tinged with sadness that it took her breath away. It was a look to say:

“Have patience.”

A look to say:

“I’m yours.”

A look to say:

“Soon.”

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oceanatydes · 2 months

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I’m obsessed w them

#litg #litg mc #litg Jin #jin #litg spoilers #jin x mc #love island the game #love island the game season 8 #litg s8 #litg s8 jin

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k3elai-the-li · 10 months

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mc x li as random pics i found on pinterest while looking for pose refs

jamal x mc

lewie x mc

ryan x mc

roberto x mc

bella x mc

ozzy x mc

chloe x mc

elliot x mc

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queen-of-boops · 13 days

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Meet The Cast

Age: 25

Hometown: Phoenix, Arizona

Occupation: NFL Cheerleader

Bio: Oh yeah, I love a casual fling. Who's got time for something serious? My friends would definitely say I'm something of a maneater, but I think they're exaggerating a little bit. I just like to have fun, you know?

Age: 23

Hometown: Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Occupation: Construction Worker

Bio: Sup, y'all! I've been with... you know what, I'm not gonna give you a number, but let's just say that I've been with a lot of women. Sorry, Nan! Not my fault that there's so many gorgeous women out there. I'm a fun, light-hearted guy just looking for good times and pretty girls.

#litg #litg fanfics #upcoming fic #litg x thth #litg x thth meet the cast #litg gary #litg mc #meet mo's ocs

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mercedesdecorazon · 5 months

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💫Fanfic Update💫

✨️Alien✨️

Chapter Five

"Well, let's call it 'two girls, lots of questions?'" Priya suggested. Rosalia suppressed her urge to roll her eyes at the fake display of friendliness.

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“Because I don't want you to get hurt, babe. She seems very unconfident. Besides, Hope seems to be more your speed.” Marisol stated. Lucas sighed heavily. “Are you serious?

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I'm so sorry about the hiatus! I have been going through some health issues and my mental health has been in the dumps for a long time but I'm glad I'm back.

#litg #litg season 2 #litg s2 #litg lucas #litg mc: rosalia #litg mc #litg and black women #litg ff alien #litg lucas x rosalia #lucas koh

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ellegreenwxy · 4 months

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xviii. don't call me kid

#litg fanfic #litg ff #litg #litg fanfiction #litg s6 #love island the game ff #love island the game fanfic #love island the game fanfiction #love island the game: double trouble #love island the game marshall #litg marshall #marshall x mc #marshall/mc

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junebirdle · 9 months

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Chapter 1 - Money makes the world go round

Summary: A Veterinarian and a Trainee Architect walk into a bar, celebrating their victory of Love Island Season 6. But what happens now that the show is over? Long distance certainly loves throwing wrenches in the works of a freshly blossoming relationship, but you know you can prevail. You have to. Andy x MC | Fluff, Crack, Smut, Angst | Post Villa | Mini-Series Word Count: 6,174

A/N: With the rise (and almost end) of a beautifully chaotic season 6 of LITG, I’ve been thinking about writing again after roughly 4 long years. And I’ve finally found the motivation again (with the help of the LITG discord and @rebelrayne specifically bullying encouraging me into just biting the bullet already. Thanks for that, girls). My skills might be a little rusty and this is actually my first time writing smut, it’s like Writing Virginity 2: Electric Boogaloo over here, so please forgive any stale and stilted sentences. Buckle up, buckeroos, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.

#litg #litg 2 #litg s6 #litg season 6 #litg andy #litg fanfic #litg double trouble #love island the game #litg andy x mc #litg smut

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whatisreggieshortfor · 2 years

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Just a Feeling…

After a disaster of a test, a silver lining waits on the horizon.

Will x MC

For the @litgwritersroom prompt of the lie detector test.

Disclosure: I just don’t like Tom, so he’s just a dick.

He/They pronouns for Will.

Will had a deep burning feeling in his gut that he couldn’t place, never looking too deeply before and letting himself be swayed with the wind. He was never anything but pliable, so it was throwing him off, but they kept telling themself it was just a feeling. Just a feeling…

Seeing you with Tom should have made him happy for you, right? After all, he had asked you not to recouple with him, and he and Thabi had tried to give it a go twice, though even the second time he could tell they were drifting apart rather than drifting closer. And now he was with Valentina again. Valentina, who was smart and beautiful and opinionated and funny- and a little bit of a schemer during the dinner shopping trip. But she wasn’t giving Will that easy feeling he expected to get when he thought about ending up like his parents. Your words would flash through their head every time she’d get annoyed with him, saying that his parents didn’t start out with no fighting, no couple does. Still, he couldn’t help but feel like it should be easier. When he was coupled up with you, the only thing you had disagreed on was when they asked you to let Thabi pick him. You’d even immediately told him about attempting a physical connection with Bruno and Youcef when they showed up, though the two of you had only been together a day, to avoid causing him to learn later and making drama over it. Even as friends, you never got annoyed with him. You actually asked for his help with fixing the sink when most people would shoulder him out of the way, or expect him to do it on his own. You were a professional, but you made him feel like his help was a necessity, all while making him laugh.

And he was happy to have a friend like that. Content with the way things were.

So why did his stomach turn to lead the second he heard Bruno call out that he got a text?

Will was petrified of what questions Valentina was going to come up with when the lie detector challenge was announced. She’d thought she was sneaky enough about checking in to see if his head had been turned, but he always knew exactly what she was doing and gave her the answers they knew she wanted to hear, and now that plan was about to bite him in the ass. So much for avoiding arguments, he thought to himself as he sat with the other boys. He was shocked to hear Tom say he planned to ask you tough questions, and he could see the boys were too, judging by Bruno’s head shooting up from his notepad, James making a noise that sounded like he wanted to protest, and Youcef just shaking his head silently. You were all of their favorite person. You had been since the moment you dropped in as the bombshell. You helped Thabi get the courage to pursue James, after she’d worried herself about taking your former partner for a second time. You laughed at Bruno’s jokes, even when no one else did, and promised him over and over that you were going to be first in line when he made it a career and started headlining in the comedy world. You talked with Youcef about his life growing up with a single parent, no trace of pity on your face, only empathy. None of them could fathom why the boy that had barely known you a week felt the need to go hard on you. Will finally voiced that thought, “It’s not like she hides things. She always says exactly what’s on her mind, whether it could hurt your feelings or not.” Tom, on the other hand, couldn’t be as boring as he was without having some kind of scheme up his sleeve. Will just didn’t think it was possible for someone to be that much of the embodiment of beige- fancy, posh beige, but beige nonetheless.

Said boy only offered a shrug, “I would rather use the chance to my advantage.”

Brow furrowed at the guarded answer, Will turned back to their own notepad. He may have been afraid of what Valentina would ask, but that didn’t mean he was going to be tough on her.

Sitting in the lounge was a nightmare. Everyone was nervous, from new couples to the ones that had been there for a time already, and it was suffocating the room. Will caught your eye as you looked at them, and he saw the mischievous glint as you winked before you were suddenly standing on your hands and cheering to yourself, “There we go! From this angle I can finally see all the smiles I love.” Everyone cracked up, feeling some of the tension loosen. Except Will, who smiled in delight at your usual goofiness, but was more distracted by the fact that you said ‘all the smiles you loved’, and Tom had been behind you as you looked out at the room. ‘Probably reading too much into it.’ They reminded themself.

The producers came in with a surprise twist, announcing that, by public vote, if you were caught lying by the machine you had to answer it until the machine deemed you telling the truth. Apparently the populace didn’t get enough drama watching the Islanders explain away their bad responses outside of the test in previous years, so they wanted to make sure they didn’t have an easy way out.

Thabi had gone first, as Bruno read her questions in varying goofy ways to try to help ease the leftover tension, and it helped her. James had been gentle with his questioning, just asking her questions about if she enjoyed coupling with him, and if she thought they were doing okay. She passed with flying colors and had beamed brightly at him when she exited the room.

Youcef was next, and it was rather clear from the start that there would be drama between him and Najuma about the answers he gave, such as being open to exploring a connection with someone else if they were inclined. Valentina looked both uncomfortable and unsurprised as she was asking him about it. He never said who, though, but Will needed to be blind to miss the way the Frenchman’s eyes skidded over to you for a brief second before his gaze went to his partner. It wasn’t a surprise though. While the two of them had been fairly hot and heavy since he arrived, it was never more than a surface level attraction.

Valentina had gone through rather quickly right after, James asking her questions that didn’t require much thought. Just who her initials fancies were, and if she chose someone other than Will who it would be. Will figured he might’ve hit the nail too on the head with that one, though he couldn’t deny he was happy Bruno was right up there with him for her.

Tom went with Najuma, who gave him your first question that should’ve been easy to answer. Will knew there were a hundred different reasons they could name without taking a moment to think about it. But when Najuma asked why Tom chose you? He said he didn’t know. And the machine immediately screeched in protest. “I-I just mean it was a few things.” Another screech. He was clearly starting to get mad, arguing that the machine couldn’t know if he was lying if there were multiple responses it could be. The producers stepped in as Will glanced at you, but you seemed resigned as they told Najuma from behind the scenes to skip to the next question and they’d come back to it.

But Will had to admit that the severity of your next question caught him off guard.

Even Najuma looked pained, sympathetic for how you must feel if you decided you needed to ask it. So she drew up a deep breath, “Did you only choose Y/N because you thought she’d be the easy head to turn?”

Tom’s eyes widened, “What? No, of course not!”

Will felt his heart leap out, trying to run to comfort you, as the machine screeched that it was a lie. He spun around before he could second guess it, finding you in Angie’s embrace. The paramedic didn’t look surprised, just opened her arms a bit so that they could join her in cocooning you. Will didn’t notice the unsurprised but hurt look that flashed across Valentina’s face at how quick he was to run to you. The two of them heard you let out a watery laugh, “You know what’s crazy? I’m not even upset he didn’t like me. I’m bothered that people get that impression of me on the outside.”

“They’re crazy, babes.” Angie argued immediately, “You had been in a friendship couple, is all. It’s not your fault that it seemed like that. Waiting for a connection is fine.” Friendship couple? Will had thought you and James were hitting it off before Tom stole you away.

Will’s turn was next, when the producers decided that they got sufficient enough footage of what was inevitably going to be drama from Tom, and he followed Thabi back to the hideaway. Before they could reach the hallway though, Will had glanced back to make sure Angie could handle keeping you safe from Tom’s outrage, though he had faith in your best friend to take care of you. He was even more comforted by the fact that he saw most of the Islanders move to sit so closely that Tom couldn’t get near you if he tried. Strapped in, he really thought his nerves would hit harder, but he was so focused on worrying about you that he didn’t even hear Thabi ask the tester question, “Huh?”

She gave him a gentle smile, “I asked if your name was really Willem?”

“Oh, yeah. It is.” He reached up to fiddle with his hair, only for a producer to yell at him for lifting his arms that high while connected to the machine, so he settled for picking at his nails.

Thabi placed a comforting hand on his knee, “Try to relax, babes. Honesty is the best policy.”

‘Until you hurt someone.’ They thought bitterly, but gave the sweet girl a smile and a nod. “I’m ready, Thabs. Let it rip.”

She gave him a firm nod, trying to remain looking positive for him as she cleared her throat for the first question, “Okay, Valentina has asked if you enjoy being partnered with her.”

“Yes.” He breathed a sigh of relief when the machine dinged. Of course he enjoyed it. She was a right laugh, and she was gorgeous. As long as they weren’t arguing he had a good time.

Thabi grinned encouraging, though when she glanced at the next question Will could see it turned forced, “Good job. Next, um, next question, uh,” Will watched as she grimaced, “Would you still have picked Valentina at the last recoupling of you had gone first?”

Will had to think about that for a second. He had liked her well enough, but would he have picked her if he chose first? His brow furrowed as he ran through his memory of that night by the fire pit. Tom had picked first again, and chosen you again straight out of the gate. And Will…he had that lead feeling in his gut when he watched you stiffly accept the boy’s cheek kiss before you sat down. But did Will really want to be honest and hurt Valentina? Of course, whether he was honest or not, the machine would tell her and she’d be hurt. Finally he realized he needed to say something, “I don’t think I would have.”

Thabi gave him a sympathetic look when the machine dinged. Sure, they both knew that he was wishy washy about his couples, everyone knew that, but to be proven right that he wouldn’t have chosen her was more of a confirmation than they’d ever gotten. “Okay, babes. You’re doing great. Honesty is best. I’m proud of you for not trying to hide the truth so far, no matter what happens.” He gave her a strained smile, but he genuinely appreciated how sweet she was, “One last question babes, and it’s probably…it’s probably the biggest one. Here we go. If you could, would you steal Y/N from Tom?”

Will’s mind’s eye flashed with him and Angie seeking you out to celebrate Lexi leaving, how easy it was to enjoy such a moment with you that could’ve hurt. He remembered how he felt when you called her out on your first day, the way they had wanted to when she was acting two faced. Remembered how you always tried to make him laugh, and never judged him for falling asleep during conversations even though everyone else got annoyed, sometimes you’d even just settle in and nap beside him. “…yeah. I think I would.”

They held their breath as the machine processed their answer, until the ding rang through the air. Facing Valentina would be tough, but he was more worried about facing you.

Walking into the lounge, the two of them were shocked to see Tom- boring, quiet Tom- screaming at you as Angie hid you behind her back. She was as unaffected as ever, not backing down as he barked through her at you. But Will was pissed no one was doing anything. He opened his mouth to say something , but Tom caught sight of him first, “There he is! I knew how much time you two spent together meant that you cracking on behind my back. Bloody perfect that it gets to come out after you’ve already made me look like I’m some absolute tosser.”

“You’re sure acting like one now.” Angie snapped, your hand clasped tightly in hers. She opened her mouth to snap again, but her phone went off and everyone could see the mild relief that flooded her features as she checked it, “Y/N, babes, it’s your turn and I’m asking your questions.” You nodded eagerly, clearly wanting out of the room, and you ran out without even glancing at anyone else. But as you passed Will, your eyes flicked up and he felt his breath catch.

Was that hope in your eye or was it just their own wishful thinking?

The other Islanders gathered around, ignoring Tom still griping and groaning in the background, eagerly ready to see what you would say to whatever your questions were. Valentina had given Will a look, one that said she was hurt but not surprised, accepting but still grieving. When he almost approached her, she just shook her head. She needed time to get over it, but she gave him a small thumbs up, just to indicate they might be able to be okay eventually and he accepted that.

Angie’s voice called everyone to the screen, “Okay, Y/N, tester question, who’s your best friend in the whole world?”

A startled laugh sprang from you at the uncharacteristic cheesiness of the girl, overwhelmed tears springing to your eyes as you beamed at her, “That would be you, Angie.” The machine dinged, and Angie actually looked taken aback.

“I didn’t mean just in the Villa, babes.”

“Neither did I.” You shrugged, giving her a grin and she mirrored it back.

Clearing her throat, Angie grabbed the cards set out for her, “Okay. We both know this is about to suck, so let’s just get it over with, yeah?” You snorted but nodded for her to continue, “Have you been grafting on anyone else since coupled up with Tom?”

You shook your head until a producer called out that they needed verbal responses, “I don’t think so. I don’t think I’ve even grafted on Tom.”

Angie smirked as it dinged again, “Good. You deserve better than him anyway, and I hope you heard me say that, Tom. Now, question number two,” you giggled again and Angie tried to keep her smile at the sound before reading out the next one, though she grumbled under her breath about what a douchey question it was, “Next question is, have you been trying to get into Will’s pants behind Valentina’s back?”

Will felt everyone’s eyes snap over to him, and he was already shaking his head as you answered, “No. I would never do that to one of my mates.” No one was surprised when the machine dinged again. You’d proven to everyone that you weren’t that kind of person, but Will still heard Valentina’s sigh of relief when it was confirmed.

“Perfect, babes. We knew you weren’t like that,” Angie reassured firmly, never a waver in her support as your friend, “Last question, and I haven’t looked yet so we’re gonna find out how bad it is together. You ready?”

You nodded, “I’ve got you with me, and I know at least some of the others will be on my side through the aftermath of this.”

“I’d have a word or two for anyone that wasn’t. You aren’t the villain here, babes.” And they knew Angie was right, glad you had someone so steadfast on your team, “Last question, after leaving your friendship couple, why were you still- oh for the love of- you expect me to read this!?” Angie’s face contorted in anger as the producer confirmed she needed to ask the question as written. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Angie gave you a guilty expression, “Just remember I’m here, okay, babes?”

“Always, but you are making me nervous.” You tried to joke at a time like this. It was what they all loved about you.

Angie squeezed your knee before starting again, “After leaving your friendship couple, why were still against letting Tom get with you?”

You pulled a disgusted face, but Will saw the hurt and anger in your eyes, “Because I’m not some floozy.” You growled out, “I’ve had feelings for one person since I got here, and I’m not gonna shove them away on a place like Love Island and bed whoever wants me, whether I’m with that person or not.” They saw you freeze as you said more than you intended, and everyone watched as the machine took its time before finally letting out a noise confirming you were truthful. Angie was quick to start pulling the wires off of you, taking your hand as the two of you made your way back to the lounge. Tom was raring to go again when you walked in, but you didn’t give him the chance as you tore away from your best friend. “You have some nerve!” You shouted, “You don’t care about me, your questions proved that. So stop acting like I hurt you and went behind your back when I’ve made it clear from the start that I do not want you like that! I tried and tried and tried to be friendly, but if I end up in a couple with you again, I am leaving the show. I refuse to spend another night trying to pretend I’m not sneaking out to the daybeds when the others fall asleep and acting like I just happened to wake up early the next morning because my bed mate can’t keep his hands to himself!”

Tom finally looked sheepish, but it did nothing to settle the anger and disgust on the other Islanders faces. Valentina marched over to where you were facing him down, stepping in front of you, “You ruined her chances of being with the one she wanted twice, and I won’t let you do it again. I am officially breaking off my coupling with Will, and if anyone stands between them being together again, I’m sure Angie will help me reign down hell on them.”

“You’re goddamn right!” Angie shouted, hands cupping around her mouth.

You were startled by her statement, as were all of the others, but as Tom took one last look around and stormed out when he realized he had no allies, you took her wrist and gently pulled her to face you, “Do you really mean that, Val?”

Valentina sighed, but she smiled softly, “I won’t lie, I’m a bit bummed that it didn’t work out for us. But while you were in there, I realized that I never really turned his head anyway. He was never mine. Always yours. And you were always his. This is Love Island, so I’m not going to fault you for that.” You pulled her in to a tight hug with your gorgeous smile back on your face, eyes meeting Will’s across the room.

In the midst of the destruction from the test, it did seem as though there was a silver lining. An old coupling might be back on the horizon. And that thought helped Will return your smile. This recoupling could turn out better than all the others, they thought to themself, it was just a feeling.

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0shewrites0 · 23 days

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cotton candy clouds 🍬

S8 | Jin/MC | +4.4k words | by @0shewrites0

“After all, soul mates always end up together.”

genre | fluff. shameless smut. jealous!Jin.

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#litg #litg fanfic #litg ff #litg fanfiction #love island the game #litg jin #litg s8 #litg tempting fate #new fic alert #litg one shot #litg jin x mc

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Ozzy x Oc (Love Island: Double Trouble) One Shot <3

— Romantic reunion after Casa Amor. (aka how I imagined it to be)

🩷 song: august by taylor swift

Jennifers heart pounded with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She had missed Ozzy dearly during their time apart, her thoughts consumed by memories of stolen kisses and shared laughter. As the reunion party began, Jen couldn't help but scan the crowd, searching for that familiar face.

And then, she saw him. Ozzy stood at a distance, looking slightly unsure, but his eyes lit up with joy and an astonished expression went over his face as he locked gazes with Jennifer. Time seemed to stand still as he made his way towards her, oblivious to the noise and the curious gazes of the other islanders. Jen walked towards him also.

When they finally reached each other, Jennifer could no longer hold back her emotions. She pulled Ozzy into an everlasting tight embrace, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. A soft sigh escaped her beautiful lips, and she whispered, "I missed you so, so much, Ozzy."

Ozzy held her tightly, burying his face in her long, soft hair, inhaling her scent. She smelled like the sun, a warm summer beach day, just the sun went down and there was this windy breeze and such an indefinable feeling went over his whole body that frightened him, because he felt himself get lost in Jens arms. "I missed you too, more than words can express," he replied, his voice filled with raw emotion. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. Casa Amor made me realize how much you mean to me. I wish…I wish I would‘ve walked out with you, but I was such a coward. When I thoughtI had to show respect and loyalty to Grace, I lost myself within what I actually wanted. What I needed. Who I had to give the same respect to. "

Jennifer pulled away slightly, her eyes searching Ozzy's for any signs of doubt. "Do you really mean that?" she asked, her voice laced with vulnerability.

Ozzy cupped her face in his hands, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "I mean every word, Love. Being apart from you made me realize that my heart arches for you, and I can‘t imagine being here without you anymore. I want you to be with me. I want you mine." He came closer to her face, his lips almost touching her lips. His hot breath touching hers.

A surge of overwhelming joy washed over Jen. Tears welled up in her eyes as both of them leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss. In that moment, all doubts and insecurities vanished, replaced by an unshakable belief in him.

They spent the rest of the evening wrapped up in each other's arms, sharing stories and catching up on all they had missed. Laughter mingled with whispers of affection as they strolled along the moonlit beach, their fingers intertwined.

As the night deepened, they found themselves in a secluded spot, away from prying eyes. The soft sound of waves crashing against the shore provided the soundtrack to their intimate conversation. With a shy smile, Ozzy confessed, "I've never felt this way before. This feeling, it‘s becoming stronger by the second and I fear, when I let myself fully go, I will never be able to stop this."

Jennifers heart swelled with adoration, her brown eyes sparkling with love. "I feel the same way. Our stolen moments, being with you has brought me more happiness than I ever thought I deserved. I'm so grateful to be here with you."

The moon cast a gentle glow on their faces as they moved closer, their lips meeting once again in a lingering, passionate kiss. They reveled in the warmth of each other's embrace, their bodies entwined as this fresh couple reached new heights.

Underneath the starlit sky, Ozzy and Jen shared a night of romance and intimacy, their connection deepening with every touch and every whispered declaration of their feelings for each other. The world seemed to fade away as they surrendered to the depth of their feelings, a promise of forever woven into every stolen glance and every caress.

As the night wore on, they found themselves lying side by side on a blanket, their fingers gently tracing patterns on each other's skin. The air was filled with a sense of tranquility, as if the world had paused just for them.

Ozzy turned to the woman beside him, his eyes filled with a mixture of desire and tenderness. Feeling so stunned, that someone like her would choose him, out of all people. "Love, there's something else I want to share with you," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small velvet box, opening it to reveal a delicate silver necklace.

"While you girls where in Casa, we had a city stroll challenge. I found this one in a local jewelry store and immediately thought of you," Ozzy said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I knew it would be close to impossible of me ever giving it to you, especially after I didn‘t walk out with you, but I thought I could cherish the remembrance of you through it. But now, you deserve it. I hope you don‘t mind this and don’t think it‘s too much" He seemed a bit shy, almost unsure.

Jens eyes watered up as she accepted the necklace, her heart overflowing with so many emotions. She drew closer to him and turned him her back. Ozzy caressed her hair out of the way and clasped the piece around her neck. Jen felt the weight of his devotion resting against her tanned skin.

"Thank you, Ozzy," she whispered ever so softly, her voice filled with gratitude. "It is stunning."

Ozzy brushed a gentle kiss against Jens shoulder, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "You deserve every bit of my devotion and happiness, Love" he murmured, his breath mingling with the cool night air. "You look absolutely beautiful."

With those heartfelt words, their connection deepened, their souls intertwining as they embraced the magic of the night. They shared whispered secrets and dreams, their laughter blending with the distant sound of crashing waves. In each other's arms, they found solace and a sense of belonging.

#litg ozzy #litg oc #litg mc #litg s6 #litg double trouble #love island the game #one shot #romantic #reunion #casa amor #hope you enjoy #fanfic #ozzy x mc #x oc

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