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bluemoon-writer · 4 years

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Childhood Friends AU: MariKim Headcanons

In which Kim and Marinette are absolutely, 100%, ride or die friends and you can fight me on this

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their parents are best friends (I have many head cannons about this here)

-so they grew up together

-Kim knows Marinette is the sweetest person in the whole world

-they both have pretty busy schedules with Kim doing every known sport and Marinette doing everything else

-so they don’t hang out as much as they used to, but their families still get together once a week

-their parents are SUPER close, so they see each other as extended family of sorts

-meaning it’s damn near impossible for someone else to change their opinions of each other. Marinette will never think of Kim as stupid and egotistical, Kim could never be convinced that Mari is cowardly and weak.

-growing up they spent most of their free time together. They went to the same schools and were in the same class until they were nine (I don’t know French school years so I’m just using ages for now)

-then bad luck hit and they were put in separate classes for a couple years

-but, it was the same school, so they still ate lunch together.

-it actually made them closer for a while, since they were in different classes they would meet up at the end of the day and give each other a play by play of everything that happened that day. They didn’t keep any secrets from each other

-(well, Marinette kept one about a certain rich blonde)

-when grades started to actually mean something, they began studying together

-either Marinette would go to Kim’s for dinner and to study (and play video games) or Kim would go to Marinettes

-Kim didn’t have dinner at home for a month once bc he didn’t feel like walking all the way to his house before he could eat when Marinette’s is right there

-when Marinette started getting into fashion she started by designing clothes for Kim, because his fashion sense was atrocious

-she was only six though so her designs weren’t that great either, but Kim would still try to make and wear all of them

-many blankets were sacrificed for his cause

-now, after many years of practice, all of his athletic clothes and sports uniforms are made by her.

-sometimes he’ll model outfits for her

-before she started crushing on Adrien, the only pictures of models she had up were those of Kim

-Kim has also spent some long Sundays acting as a clothing dummy

-Kim is the sole reason Marinette didn’t trip and die as a child. Even as a kid, Marinette had a tendency to get absorbed in thought and Kim’s quick reflexes stopped her from walking into traffic numerous times.

-one year Kim bought her a gymnastics mat to put at the foot of her staircase in case she falls down the stairs

-Kim’s really protective of Marinette, though he doesn’t express it, bc he’s not the best with communicating emotions.

-his one weakness is Chloe, she’s been his crush since he was eight years old, and was, though she’ll deny it, his first kiss.

-he’s shocked on the first day to see Chloe being mean to Marinette

-Chloe wasn’t like that when they were kids and Marinette never told him about her being mean so he’s confused

-His crush on Chloe starts shrinking that day, though it doesn’t go away completely until Dark Cupid

-Kim, despite his dumb jock stereotype, is pretty smart. He looks out for Marinette without seeming like he is

-and tho he doesn’t think he needs looking out for, Marinette looks after him too

-this mostly involves making sure he doesn’t forget things, which he does often

-Kim once came to class in his swimwear, but luckily Marinette had brought his sweats when he forgot them

-once a month Marinette sits down with Kim and makes a detailed schedule of the month for him

-he always makes her schedule in time for them to hang out

-Marinette keeps a copy of the schedule and goes to every single one of Kim’s home games for every sport he plays. She tries to make it to his away games and tournaments too, but sometimes they’re not in Paris and she can’t leave the city

-she also sits through some of his practices, though she usually does homework or works on her designs

-Kim doesn’t mind, it just makes him happy that she cares enough to be there

-He tries to get her to join a team so that he can go to her games and cheer for her like she does for him.

-she turns him down, but does start working out with him before class MWF.

-He’s disappointed, but happy to spend more time together, and jazzed about exercising together when he realizes how jacked Mari is

-he playfully pouts that she’s been working out without him

-he is genuinely sad that she doesn’t join a team tho, bc sometimes he feels like he doesn’t do as much for her as she does for him

-Mari supports in everything, even the stupid dares and bets he makes

-Kim asks if she thinks he can run to the Eiffel Tower faster than a car, she doesn’t hesitate to say ‘Absolutely’

-the entire class disagrees

“Marinette, don’t encourage him anymore!”

-Alix ends up challenging him to actually do it

-Marinette tells the class to meet at the front of the school at 4:30, right at the beginning of rush hour.

-Kim wins of course

-The only bets Marinette doesn’t throw all of her energy behind supporting Kim are the ones that are impossible or ones that would get other people hurt

-when one of these occurs Marinette just challenges Kim to a better challenge

“I bet if I get a trampoline I can jump to the moon!”

“People have already been to the moon, but I bet you can’t jump to the second floor in the courtyard”

-Kim gets caught up in the adrenaline of challenges and sometimes goes too far

-he uses Marinette as a bit of a judge to see when he going to far

-so he really wants to support her more

-Hes ecstatic when she runs for class president

-he loudly supports every plan she has

-when she eventually opens an online commission store, Kim tells literally everyone he knows

-he hands out business cards to members of rival sport teams and tells them to go fix their uniforms

-before she started making money off commissions Kim would sometimes buy her supplies with his allowance

-one time Kim was at her house playing video games with Tom while Marinette was making a dress and she panicked bc she was almost out of the thread she was using to embroider it

-Kim ran and got more in ten minutes flat

-from then on whenever he was over at her house he’d take inventory of her supplies and run to get more of whatever she was close to running out of

-her parents like for her to work at the bakery a few times a week, which is inconvient when she’s in the middle of a big commission or project

-so sometimes Kim will cover them for her.

-he steals a pair of buggy pink pajama pants Marinette has, though they’re tight on him, pulls on one of Toms old T-shirts, that is much too big for him, and a black rain coat. He clips two pieces of string to his hair and then heads to the bakery

“Hey dad! I’m here to help!”

“Uh, Kim? What are you…wearing?”

“Kim? No, I’m your daughter Marinette! Don’t you recognize me? See, I have ponytails and everything”

-Tom just sighs and puts him to work, but not before making him remove the fake ponytails

“Can’t risk them falling into the dough, thats a health violation.”

-Marinette always bakes Kim a shit ton of sweets when he does this, even though he always leaves with more pastries than he can carry.

-She vows to go to more of his practices bc she feels like she could do more for him

-they really love each other

-but, the class hasn’t realized how close they really are

#miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #le chien kim #ml #mlb #marikim #ml headcanon #miraculous ladybug au #childhood friends au #ml salt #ladybug and chat noir #my story

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mychemicalaromanticism · 3 years

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things ive already established r on this post

besties this got so fucking long but heres a giant ramble about cherri

okay so. there are huge differences betwn cherri as a hyperviolent drac hunter and cherri as a friend of the four and cherri as the girls mentor. with the first one he was 17 and desperate to distance himself from his upbringing so he went all in on Being A Killjoy. he was always one of the first ppl to rush into a fight and he fought hard. he blew up his fuckin hand with that attitude. and all the while he was just racking up more unaddressed trauma and eventually he ran away from that, too. giving himself radiation poisoning was more appealing than facing his problems.

so as a teenager/young adult hes kind of constantly in a panicked state. hes scared the people from his past are going to find him and drag him back with them. so he lashes out and he runs away over and over again.

i said in another post that he has some past life shit goin on which usually would give him a connection to the witch that manifests early in life, but with all the stuff hes gone through he has been Preoccupied. he can become oblivious to almost anything that doesnt apply to whatever hes focused on. not in a hyperfocus way its likeeeeee. when u live on survival mode during prolonged periods of stress. hes immune to magic bullshit bc hes too tired and scared.

anyways around his mid-20s he finally has a little more stability (as much as the average person living in the zones can have, that is) and he finally notices that Weird Stuff happens around him. basically: out of my list of Powers People Connected To The Witch Have he has the prophetic dreams/enhanced intuition as well as a form of sensing ghosts where he can see auras and kind of like, echoes of past events in ppls lives. that look like auras. itz complicated and not of utmost importance so im leaving it at that.

anyways thats what makes him start writing poetry. just 4 funsies he'll describe his weird experiences and embellish them to make em pretty. just as a casual hobby n all that.

he would forget fun ghoul in between the times they ran into each other but its pretty easy to be reminded of who fun ghoul is. the most insane 10 year old cherri has ever met. cherri isnt a brother figure to ghoul. hes just. his friend that happens to be more than twice his age. its whatever lmao

to cherri, ghoul is kinda like a stray animal he keeps seeing. which is hilarious. ghoul actually goes and finds him to introduce him to jet when they start running together, and cherri meets party and kobra (spark and birdie at the time) when he drives the four of them to a party. because he has a truck hell yeah. so now instead of one stray animal he has, like, a feral cat colony that he drives around occasionally. i have no real-life human relationship equivalent to them because irl if some guy that is not related to any of you and isnt even a childhood or family friend and theyre hanging out with you? they are usually not a safe person lmao. but this is my fantasy land and im too stubborn to change anyones birth years even though ghoul being born in 2004 makes everything really hard to make not creepy.

so yeah hes a casual somewhat friend of the fab four. hed probably get more and more concerned as they got famous. the beginnings of any sort of protective feelings, awww :) that sets him up for becoming the girls mentor.

OH FUCK. THE GIRL..... i think if i was in my late 20s and i heard that the gang of 13-17 year olds had adopted a 5 year old kid i would go bananas. what the fuck. it is a LONG while before cherri meets her. but he has the strongest affection for ghoul (if you could even call it that) and ghoul absolutely adores the girl and swings her around under her arms like a cat to show her off to cherri and its very endearing and the girl is sweet and funny so its easy to be around her. and (unfortunately) she is somewhat used to interacting with weird easily agitated people so she kinda gives him space. cherri isnt quite the uncle figure the fandom usually makes him (i luv uncle cherri sm but he simply cannot exist in the universe ive created, f), but hes a little similar.

and then the four had to go and pretend to die. lol.

when the girl was kidnapped, fucking everyone who knew her was ready to storm the city then and there. like regardless of how little you knew her, if you had ever met her you would fucking die for her. she is pure childish charisma and shes precious. i love the girl. so cherris immediately on board with whatever plan the four make to get her back. ive already talked abt how it fucked up the girl tho; there was no way to tell her that the four werent actually dead, she sees the building collapse and she shuts down. and cherri has to fight against his instinct to leave the radio station and never come back when he sees an eight year old girl sitting dissociated on the couch. that fucks everyone up.

i just realized i havent talked about literally anyone else at the radio station. i think cherri started lingering around the station bc it was safe and sheltered while also not being a popular spot. there are less kids there (people pass through but its not a hangout spot). he was kind of just hanging around to get away from the heat and noise and dr d took notice. because that man can see ur soul and no one knows if thats literal or not. so theyd chat a few times a day and show pony was the one 2 get him out of his shell a little and also was the first one he mentioned his poetry hobby to. im making this all up right now as im writing bc i dont know anything about LITERALLY any of the ppl associated w the radio like im not even going 2 try with chimp n newsie i do not have the willpower to tackle all that. justttt. cherri pony n D become bros and live 2gether there.

back 2 the regular timeline. the rescue mission happens in 2019. the girl lives at the station until 2023. during that time she is very much depressed and withdrawn and is only happy when the four come to visit. none of the Adults know how to help her so they just keep her safe and cared for and hope she'll open up to them.

she does not. she takes the weird cat thats been hanging around and she runs away.

cherri does not see her for three years. shes still worse for wear in the mental health department and he can see all kinds of visions of what shes been through since the last time he saw her and he fucking hates the ultra vs bc they remind him of his past. he does not want her going down that path but its obvious that she isnt crazy abt the ultraviolence thing either so thats a relief.

they have a kind of tense relationship throughout the comics. he feels like he failed her and that spirals into feeling like he failed the four for not being a good adult to them and fun ghoul for not helping enough when his commune was bombed and all kinds of shit and that irrational thinking mixed with plain old, yknow, caring about the girl, is what makes him take a bullet (laser. whatever) for her.

i was trying to figure out the timing of each of their ghost experiences, but i want both of them to talk to the witch and im just gonna make it like dreams where a whole buncha stuff happens but irl its been like seconds. so its like barely a second while the girl has her Witch Convo and cherri FINALLY gets a straight answer, yes there is weird shit going on with him having powers. he doesnt have any story-significant past lives because im lazy, hes just an old soul. like really fuckin old. the amount of latent life experience and stuff his soul/energy/whatever has picked up along the way makes him VERY noticeable to gods n stuff. he fuckin lights up all the alarms like what the FUCK is that over there. she wasnt rly able to get to him or even properly notice him while he was a kid and a young adult so shes happy to finally see him again. he has a STRONG sense of familiarity with her. they know each other on a wild ass level that he cant really comprehend.

welp thats some more lore I'll have 2 think abt. anywayz

post canon is when he and val get to have the most awkward spiderman meme moment of realizing that they have the same trauma SOOOOO thatz fun lol /s sorry kings i thought it would be fun to give u something fucked up to bond over <3

not much changes in his personality. he has a better understanding of Weird Magic and delights in freaking out the ultra vs but for the most part he returns to his life at the radio station. i love him

THIS GOT SO CRAZY LONG I DID NOT MEAN 2 GO THROUGH EVERY PART OF HIS LIFE LIKE SOME WEIRD CHARACTER STUDY but here we are. this is basically a first draft like almost all of this is subject to change but u gotta start somewhere. so heres my start i love this guy. its probably obvious but i have not read ANY twitterverse killjoys stuff </3 maybe i will someday idk

#cat talks #lore #ok2rb but what a mess this post is

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mitchsmarners · 4 years

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You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to bc I know (and agree with) your ST3 feelings lol but I was going through your ST tag and got emo so,,,, 8. “Well…this is where I live.” for byeler? 🥺 ily btw

Byeler + #8: “Well… this is where I live.”

Author’s note: Logan! This got so long, I apologize lmao. Happy Stranger Things Day to Logan and Logan specifically. This plot has nothing to do with the prompt at all, but I hope you like it anyway! I needed to get my Mike feelings and dwellings OUT of my brain!

Warning: Vague notions of potentially suicidal thoughts (aka references to 1x06- the monster.)

Will didn’t need any sort of supernatural telepathy to know that something was off. He didn’t feel it like goosebumps on the back of his neck or a sudden shaking of his hands. It something deeper, an unsettled feeling in his stomach. A jumping, something just beyond what he was able to describe. Almost like being nervous but… nervous without a cause.

“What’s wrong?” El asked, sitting across from in cafeteria. Dustin, never far behind El these days, sat beside her with his face buried in a large bag of salt and vinegar chips. Despite the worry in his gut, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips at the thought of the disgusted face and fake gagging Lucas would dramatize at the sight. “You are being quiet today.”

“I’m always quiet.” Will said, slowing pulling the crusts off his tuna sandwich. Dustin pulled a disgusted look at the sandwich of choice, as though he wasn’t currently ripping the bag of chips open and licking at the salt directly from the inside.

El didn’t seem to so much as blink as she sat across the table from him. She was staring him down with unwavering intensity and Will knew what she was going to say before the words had a chance to leave her mouth. “Yeah, yeah. I know. Friends don’t lie.”

He chose to ignore that he and El were a little more than friends at this point. Since the… horrific events at the Starcourt Mall four months ago- the loss of Hopper- El had moved into the Byers House. After three weeks of sharing a bed, and sharing a bedroom since then, Will knew they had a connection that was much deeper than simply being friends. In the deepest, and most innocent of ways, El was his other half. Maybe friends didn’t lie, but Will couldn’t lie. Not to El.

“I just feel weird today.” Will said with half a shrug. “It’s not a big deal. It happens.”

El frowned, eye still narrowed. Will reached across the table and gripped her hand. Her expression softened, and she squeezed Will’s hand back even though he knew it wasn’t comfortable. Even over a year later, Will Byers still struggled to stay warm.

Lucas and Max loudly made their way over then, chattering (arguing? Sometimes it was hard to tell) and Will felt his heart sink when he realized that Mike wasn’t with them. El squeezed his hand once more before pulling away. Will thought maybe he saw her drop under the table towards Dustin, but well- Will wasn’t going to dwell on that. Everybody was entitled to their secrets, he knew all about that.

“Where’s Mike?” Will asked Max as she sat down beside him. Lucas, as predicted, had launched right into an argument with Dustin over the empty bag of chips. Max rolled her eyes at them, and immediately turned to grab fries of Dustin’s tray while he wasn’t paying attention.

“Dunno.” Max said through a mouthful. Will frowned and her could feel El watching them. “Asked to go the bathroom halfway through last period and never came back. Guess he took off.”

“Mike wouldn’t do that.” Will said loyally. Lucas and Dustin’s debate slowed to silence and El stared down at her hands. Max was looking at Will almost sadly. Because Mike had been doing stuff like that lately.

“Well, where could he go?” Will asked heavily, leaning forward on his elbows. He rested his chin on his tightened fists. “It’s not like he’s going to go home in the middle of the day. If he’s not here, where would he go?”

Nobody had any answer for him, and the table was quiet for a moment before Dustin caught Max attempting to steal more fries from his tray and they quickly fell back into chaos. Will continued to shred the bread into tiny pieces and they tossed the baggie into the garbage as the bell rang for class.

“Hey, Will.” Dustin called after him. Will turned around and frowned. He’d thought he’d been trailing behind the rest of his friends but it seemed while he had been lost in his own thoughts, he’d walked a little faster than he’d thought. Dustin was walking towards him, El by his side. Her arm was definitely linked with Dustin’s, cheek against his shoulder in an all too familiar stance. Will raised his brow at her and El smiled shyly.

Not ready to talk about it. Will could understand that.

“What’s up?” Will asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Dustin cleared his throat, scratching at the back of his head with the hand that wasn’t currently in El’s grip. “I think I might know where Mike is.” Dustin said, voice low. Will took a step closer to hear him better. “I mostly pretend I.. don’t know he goes there. But before I tell you, there’s something else you need to know first.”

Will looked between Dustin and El, Dustin looking in dead in the face and El staring off slightly in the distance with an angry frown on her face. . “What is it?”

“It’s uhm.” Dustin swallowed roughly. “When you were… missing… something happened. With Mike.” Will felt his breath begin to pick up, and El’s gaze jerked up from the floor to look at him. “Lucas doesn’t know, either. Things were just really crazy, and by the time everything had calmed down, and you were back and El…” A pained expression came over Dustin face and he cleared his throat again, eyes dropping away from Will’s for the first time since he’d started speaking. “Mike didn’t want to bother you guys with it, and I didn’t think anything of it but. I don’t know if he ever got over it.”

Will glanced between Dustin and El again, willing himself to breathe normally. “What is it? Dustin, seriously, just tell me, just-”

“Mike and I ran into Troy at the top of the Quarry cliff.” Dustin spit out. “The same one the police were saying you fell off and drowned. El had made Troy piss himself in front of everybody at your service for upsetting Mike-” El gave a half smirk, and Dustin matched it-”and he was so pissed. He grabbed and he pulled a knife. He threatened to cut my baby teeth out if Mike didn’t jump.”

“Jump off the Quarry?” Will asked, voice feeling stuck in his chest. “That’s…”

“Psychotic?” Dustin said darkly. “Yeah. It is. I tried to beg him not to jump, but-”

“Wait, he jumped?” Will squawked, then looked around wildly. The cafeteria had completely emptied and Will shook his head. “He jumped off the Quarry? How is he even alive? This doesn’t make any sense-”

“I saved him.” El interrupted Will’s panicked rambling. “With my powers. I held above the water and brought him back up to the top. I saved him.”

Will held eye contact with El for a long time, matching pained expressions on their faces. The difference being, El was from memories and Will’s were from horrified images drawn up from his imagination.

“He didn’t so much jump as just…” Dustin pursed his lips. “He just walked up to the ledge and stepped off. One second he was there, and the next he was disappearing into thin air. And Troy was holding me back, I couldn’t get to him if I tried. I thought he was gone, man.”

Will’s stomach was fully in his throat now, hands shaking at his side. El reached out and took Will’s shaking hand with her free one, uniting the three of them in some sort of half circle.

“I saved him.” El repeated firmly. “I saved him. He’s okay.”

Will nodded and closed his eyes. Images flashed in his mind, getting back from the Upside Down to find out Mike had died while he was gone. He wasn’t sure he could imagine anything worse, having to go through everything that came after without him. Or maybe he never would have gotten back at all, without Mike.

“But he still goes there. I think.” Dustin said quietly. “He said something once, after the mall that made me think but I never knew how to bring it up. But if you’re looking for him, that’s where he might be.”

Will nodded and forced himself to return the smile El gave him as they walked out of the cafeteria. Will sighed. Looks like he wasn’t going to be making it to his afternoon classes, either.

He skidded to a stop near the top of the cliff, and he spotted Mike immediately. He was sitting up at the top, legs dangling over the edge. Will walked towards him, slowly to not startled Mike over the edge. There was no El here to catch him, and after Starcourt… she couldn’t even if she needed to.

“Go away Dustin.” Mike said. His voice was deeper than usual, thick with what Will knew must have been tears. Will’s heart clenched in his chest.

“It’s not Dustin, Mike.” Will said softly.

Mike flinched slightly and turned away from the edge, looking up at Will with big, wide eyes. “What are you doing here? Your mom is going to be so freaked when you find out you bailed out in the middle of the day.”

“And yours isn’t?” Will inquired, taking a seat next to Mike with his feet dangling off the edge of the world. “You know what I was thinking the whole way over here?” Will asked and Mike hummed in response, stubbornly not looking at him. “I was thinking that the worst thing I could imagine was if I came back from the Outside Down and you weren’t here.”

Mike squeezed his eyes shut. “Who told you? Dustin or El?”

“Both?” Will said with a forced laughed. “They’re sort of a package deal now, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Mike crinkled his brow, opened his mouth then shut it quickly. “Why did you come here?” He asked. “You shouldn’t have come. I’m just. My sister calls it agonizing.” He said the last word in higher pitched, but almost cripplingly angry voice.

Will wanted to reach out to hold his hand, but couldn’t. Best friends since kindergarten or not, but Mike wasn’t El and Will couldn’t just hold his hand. “You guys are fighting again?”

“No.” Mike said shortly. “It’s not- this isn’t about anything, I just.” Mike shook his head. “Well.. this is where I live.”

Will frowned. “What?”

Mike squeezed his eyes shut and his bottom lip shook. Will’s hands twitched in his lap, desperate to give comfort he didn’t know how. “It’s like. I didn’t hit the water but I never really came up either. It’s so stupid that after everything we’ve been through, all the monsters and bullshit we’ve seen and been through- it’s the water coming up to greet me I dream about.”

Will through his judgment away as he tossed an arm around Mike’s shoulder. He squeezed Mike tightly and tried to ignore how his best friend shook beside him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Mike said. “I can’t believe I’m crying to you about this like a bitch. You’ve been through so much, all of you have, and I can’t even-”

“It’s not a race, Mike.” Will said softly. “We all went through stuff and we help each other. Okay? We can’t help you if keep it from us.”

“No, I just-“ Mike hands were shaking between his knees and Will rubbed at Mike’s back. “It’s like I went into the Upside Down at all, or like my dad died or my brother or I got kidnapped by Russian spies or-”

“Stop.” Will said sharply. Mike whipped to look at him, guilty. “You’re not any less of a victim then any of us.”

“I am though.” Mike said so quietly that Will almost didn’t hear it.

He grabbed Mike by the shoulders and tugged him to look at him. They sat nose to nose. “Don’t say that. You lead everybody to find me when I disappeared. You watched the girl you love disappear into thin air and spend an entire year being the only person who still thought she was alive.”

“I saw them pull your body from the water.” Mike said, eyes dancing over Will’s face. Will’s heart nearly exploded in his chest. “We all did. Lucas, Dustin, El.. We were all there and they found you. You were dead and I… I didn’t even know how I supposed to keep existing. What I was going to do next.”

Mike swallowed roughly and turned away, looking over the across the almost black water. “That mouthbreather Troy told me to jump and I looked down and I thought. Maybe you were dead. Or you weren’t and we’d never find you and that would be my fault. For chasing El away, for getting rid of the chance to find you.”

Will stared at Mike’s face, mouth half open.

“I don’t even remember jumping, Will.” Mike said in a broken voice. “I just remember thinking you were gonna die, and then the water was coming up to my face.”

Will let out a short, rough breath and grabbed Mike’s face. He kissed him quickly, so quickly that he pulled back before Mike even seemed to have reacted to what had happened.

“I’m right here.” Will said, tears in his eyes. “I’m here because you never gave up on finding me or helping me after you got me back. Okay? So this thoughts, wherever they come from, and whatever they are… we can past them but you have to talk to me. Or El. Or Nancy… somebody… Okay?”

Mike was staring at Will with a dazed expression.

“Okay?” Will pressed him again, squeezing Mike’s shoulders.

“Okay.” Mike breathed out, nodding once. He and Will held eye contact for a long moment before Mike’s nose crinkled up. “Wait. What were saying about Dustin and El?”

Will laughed.

#stranger things fic #stranger things fanfiction #byeler #byler #byeler fic #byler fic #logan :)

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natsspammityspamspamham · 4 years

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Dino Rant (Nov 27 + Other Side Tales)

My siblings are currently mad at me. Here’s what went down. Tagging: @akaskira @ce-la @caratheillustrious Who are all practically my spiritual online older sister/sage advice givers and @lizard-in-the-rain who can be an idiot along with me.

For context: Ate = Sister Kuya = Brother * My dad and I have a rocky past because he’s very old-fashioned, hasn’t been always supportive about my mental health, and is really old and out of date (especially about LGBTQ, feminism, HK protests, etc.) * My sister also has a rocky past with me but has since calmed down a little thanks to old age (she’s 23) * My brother is constantly busy with school (and stressed), is still mourning his breakup after a few months which continues to salt his wounds (not because his ex is crappy but she’s really nice. He’s having a bit of trouble still.), and is a very sensitive person (more sensitive than my sister)

Further in, you can see what happened at the orchestra concert on Saturday. For context, you can check out a previous rant.

Me: Dad got some bad oil burns. I was in the family room as he was yelling “[MOM NAME x 3] WHAT DO I DO WITH OIL BURNS?” Mom was upstairs and didn’t hear They are kinda big He’s upset

Ate: What the why didn't you help him call mom???? did you??? yike oil burns are no joke bc they hurt for longer bc water just steams away but oil sticks and keeps burning and the scars are worse

Me: Uh... I was scrolling on tumblr? I don’t know. I thought he already put ice.

Ate: smh

Me: But looking back, I heard the water running for less than a minute.

Ate: LOL

Me: And never heard the freezer open

Ate: water won't help unless you use soap anyways

Me: So I thought he did that but he was really just yelling for mom He didn’t even ice it. He said he ran some water over it.

Ate: make sure you help if someone yells for help next time even if you think it's handled bc if a person is panicking/in pain they're likely not thinking straight to help themselves speaking from experience

Me: Mom tried to give him advice now and he just walked away going “uh huh”

Ate: even I know to put my hand under cold running water and ice it but I've definitely not done that when I've burnt myself before I would be pretty choked too if there were 2 other people in the house and neither of them came to help me when I got oil burns

Me: Mom was upstairs and couldn’t hear. I thought he was crying wolf as usual.He yells for mom around three times on a daily basis

Ate: fair but fr next time take the 5 seconds to check bc sometimes bad things happenesp if all you hear is a thud

Me: “[Mom Name x 3 again] I CANT FIND THE [blank]!!!” Mom: it’s been in the same spot for over a decade. Look with your eyes.

Me: Mom does that once every other day (has a big thud) usually because something broke. When I heard the yell this time, I thought it was because he knocked something over. Dad is always yelling He even asked mom how to make the rice And didn’t make it because she didn’t answer fast enough Dad is a drama queen. That’s where we all get it from.

Ate: I mean

Kuya: Tf is this situation How can you ignore someone in need of help Regardless of who it is Doesn't it hurt to see someone suffering

Me: I didn’t see anything

Kuya: Unless you hold extreme animosity Like they killed your mom or something I have to hand something in by 10 But I find this quite upsetting

Me: I didn’t see anything, and the last thing he yelled was an oil burn, and the only advice I had was water and ice which I thought he already did.

Me (in response to animosity): Not extreme, but living with him with only me as the child has screwed a lot of things up.It has taken a toll on my sympathy for people (or whatever is left)

Ate: Same but he's still our dad?

Me: Eh, I honestly thought it was a small thing until I saw it.

Ate: I have only shreds of respect for him left but idk if I would go as far as to just overlook "oil burn" and figure "oh, I can't help so I'll ignore him" like that's a lil funny

Me: Again, when someone is constantly yelling, there’s a point where you don’t listen fully to what they’re saying. It only registered later that his burns might actually be serious and more than putting your fingertip on a hot pan. I also have little sympathy due to how he’s treated me during my past situations so honestly, I’ve little tolerance.

Afterwards, my mom called my sister who was absolutely hysterical and screaming on the other line to the point where my mom had to pull the phone away from her ear.

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Some Stupid Orchestra Stories:

Things I have said to my orchestra cohorts that might’ve scared them:

*sees me bump my instrument* Trumpet: Ouch Me (walking away): Snitches get stitches and end up in ditches, and dead men tell no tales. Doug: What?

*sees me bump my bow* Doug: Ouch Me (tired because I was just excluded from the conversation today because no one would listen to what I had to say): I’m going to stab you Doug: Pat, protect me!

Me: *tells anything about school* Everyone: MAJOR CONCERN (Examples: Kid said that this guy could have sex with his friend before she turned 21 by slipping a drug into her drink, kid saying he was going to hit a girl with a metal bar from the desk, kids smoking out back, kids make noise downstairs which causes the room I work in to shake, kids throwing stuff out car windows, kids brawling, my science teacher from regular school failing me for practically no reason)

More of an annoying incident from me: Hannah: Who’re you messaging? Your girlfriend? Sean: Yeah Me: YOU’RE STILL TOGETHER?! Sean: (sheepishly) yeah

To be fair, I get weirded out whenever they flash their privilege as semi-well off rich kids. “Remember those special trips you get to take with your school to learn more about science? // Remember those international trips you take with your school club?” Me: ...no?! I’m not poor, I just dropped out of school before I could even go to my nearest McDonalds for a field trip.

But Doug is a little dumb sometimes. He doesn’t get my sense of humour (understandable), but he’s a little ignorant towards not-privileged people.

He literally said he goes to sleep at 9:30pm, got into university (this is a semi-prestigious one) first try with 90s in all of his classes (at least), has a girlfriend, has friends, and doesn’t understand why anyone would stay later than that unless they had poor time management. His words, not mine. My brother stays there until around 12am studying. He was not happy to hear that. Doug is first year so my siblings are making fun of him saying he will perish in a year’s time. My parents saw him stealing kisses from his girlfriend in a parking lot during the day of our last concert. I seriously though the girl in his profile picture was his sister and not his girlfriend because they were both seriously white. Whiter than a bowl of milk I tell you.

He also doesn’t know what a period app would be for. I was a little annoyed. My brother knows about this well enough because we all know my sister and mom would not let anyone in this family live if they did not know the ins-and-outs of a period. Doug was like, “Why would you need to track that?” I responded, “Because they’re irregular.” He looked a little puzzled and I said, “Douglas, you’re a science major. There’s sex ed in school.” He responded that he is going into research (not sure what that has to do with menstrual ignorance) and never paid attention during sex ed (since it’s never for marks). I then got a little more pushy and said, “Well, if you ever want a girlfriend, maybe you should learn.” To which he said, “I have a girlfriend”. To which I gave him a look of:

Stories from the orchestra concert:

I did tell the bass instructor about this so maybe it’ll get sorted out but I did this “tell the teacher” thing twice where it backfired terribly. Let’s hope university kids are a little more grown up.

My messages from that night: Pat told me it was cute when I played in the wrong spots. It was genuine like she said it was cute. But it was like ??? I was having a panic attack. My brain left my body. I don’t want to play anymore. Then she put up her bow to make sure I wouldn’t flip the page Then she hit her bow on her bass. I really don’t want to play anymore. (She also repeated the same thing twice knowing from a previous talk that I have bad anxiety. She has anxiety as well.)

Me: Then Hannah and Patricia were commenting on my shoes. I like wearing my orthotics. They make my feet feel not in pain. Ate: tell them that Me: I did They told me to take off my shoes “They can’t even see my feet” I’m all the way in the back behind people “Then take off your shoes” “But then I’ll be in pain” “But you sit” (I have one foot on the ground) “So take them off. It’s for dress code. People can see you” Ate: but it's literally a medical thing Tell them to actually fuck off hoh my god it's like asking a blind person to put their stick away bc people will trip on it or that you can't have your service dog with you like????

#dino rant

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hello , hello my name is veer, she/her and living in the gmt+1 timezone. this is my newborn baby bae jinwoo / twenty-two years old, bar singer who ran away from home, he was partly inspired by ( x ) this scene of the girl on the bridge ( watching the first minute will be enough ) & he is also somewhat inspired by serena van der woodsen from gossip girl. ( x ) is a pinterest board for inspiration and under the cut, you will find his biography. honestly, his biography is a drabble of a muse that has been drifted into my mind during a daydream and it is not really fleshed out, however, i do hope you somewhat get what i was going for. there are some wanted connections under the cut as well ( bc all his pages are still a work in progress ), but if any of them catch your interest or you want to plot out something entirely different give this a LIKE and i’ll hit you up in the ims. shout out to dion for helping me with my theme uwu

tw: drugs, murder.

POSITIVE TRAITS: curious, fervid, adaptable, mellow, alluring. NEGATIVE TRAITS: impulsive, lascivious, secretive, spoiled, escapist.

he was always the lightest among the dark of his family with that golden hair and those cupid shaped lips forming an angelic smile. his family was the winter-raw, the wolves of a moonless night and he was summer and fireflies at dusk, the little dots of light in the dark. despite being raised with all the privilege and care of a princeling, he knew that he would not ascend the matching steps his siblings had. with two older brothers, jinwoo was the last child ; the baby.

his parents where visibly influential and his father was a rumored kingpin, but it went only as far as a rumor, there was no evidence that proved that the notorious businessman was involved in the underground world of south-korea. if he was or wasn’t, jinwoo did not know, you see, he was always the outsider in his family, but while other outsiders stood out and rebelled loudly against their family, jinwoo was almost unsettlingly obedient. there was a peculiar distance about him, he appeared to be uncaring, uninterested - quite a bit discontent, but it had all grown from traditions he was expected to follow, yet also was shut away from. his family wanted him to always do what was best for the family, but also isolated him from his legacy. he was never the heir to take over the family business. the only part he had was carrying through with the demand of being present during dinners out with business partners and acquaintances, during in which he appeared to be so impersonal yet still so alluring. family portraits spoke of the same manner - throughout his life he was so set apart that when others saw the family photographs in the news, they wondered who he was. but it was always the curious kind of wonderment.

it was his mother who loved him the most, while her older sons were the mirror image of their father, it was jinwoo who resembled her mellow soul and carried that endearing personality of every mama’s favorite boy. he never objected when his mother dressed him in cashmere and gentle silk, the expensive designer only to be ruined when he spilled red wine over his clothes after innocently getting drunk from a box of liquored chocolates - resulting for his nannies to be fired. he grew up immensely spoiled, but while his brothers were out wreaking havoc outside the horizon of the gated community he lived in, he spends his time with a cigarette between his cupid lips and a creative tool in his hand - whether it was the violin, a paintbrush, or he was sitting behind the piano where his father’s dirty money was hidden inside the instrument. he craved the distraction.

at twenty he found himself to be living in a cage and the only time he could find any sort of freedom was when he went behind the backs of everyone close to him. it’s the sneaking out at midnight and meeting in shady dark corners with shady companions that he knows to be associates of his family. shutting them up with a map of hickeys on their throat. drinks, sex, parties with a sense of anonymity. his family was too preoccupied and never suspected that anything was off, he was adaptable at hiding his rebellious side.

his family had no idea that their ways of shutting him out have led him to a path of danger. they thought they had done well and hidden him from the actual violence, but there are moments he remembers, distant memories vague enough to be dreams. he remembers peeking through the slightly ajar door of his father’s office. his father in a pristine suit and in front of him a man kneeling on the floor pleading, whimpering in pain until he goes quiet and so does his own heart at the sound of a deafening gunshot. its the night that jinwoo runs away for the first time. lost, panicked, and with everything falling apart, it was then he met ( to be plotted ) and later while he shared a cigarette with the stranger between the conversations and moonlight lighting up his pale complexion, he had asked “ do you think there would be sex at the end of the world? ” #iconic. in their love, where he followed them into the shady underground bars, where they made out under flickering neon-lit bathroom stalls the taste of whiskey on his lips ; the bustlings clubs where he partied with drugs, and gambled with his life. he felt found. around ( to be added ) he didn’t have to be an heir. and so he chose the stranger over his family and followed them to yongsa.

tldr; attention-loving boy finds out the rumors are true and his father is a kingpin and runs away from home with the first person he falls in love with

WANTED CONNECTIONS

x CLOSE FRIEND & CONFIDANT: their bond was instantly sibling-like and jinwoo considers ( MUSE A ) to be trustworthy and dependable. they see the terrified boy underneath the mask, knows why jinwoo acts out in the way he does ; the parties, the drugs, the easy sex, knows because jinwoo has always been able to share things with ( MUSE A ), and now in the latest fit of frustration of having enough, jinwoo has revealed his unstable dangerous family life and since then the two of them have only grown closer.

x FRIENDS ( with benefits ) & RECENT UNEXPECTED FRUSTRATION: despite initial reservations and the closed-off ness that jinwoo showed upon first meeting them, in a matter of time getting to know one another better they have developed a soft-version of a ride and die friendship. the pair of them know how to always have a good time, and it’s not unlikely to find jinwoo on the nights that he has no one to share the bed with crashing into ( MUSE B ) bed. which could have brought the recent shiftiness and tension in their friendship or there could be something more. whatever it is jinwoo has never been able to wholly identify it.

x EX-PARTY FRIEND & BAD INFLUENCE: at one point they had been friends of the worst kind, a friendship that started and blossomed after frequently running into each other at parties and ending up talking and hanging out the entire night. they partied together, they occasionally slept together, and often ( MUSE C ) was the wilder of the two, pushing jinwoo into hedonistic and reckless actions. however, after one specific night, their friendship was broken and now the pair can’t stand to be even in the same room together. something bad happened there and they are both holding onto a secret.

x CURIOSITY & MUSE: recently ( MUSE D ) has been showing up more and more at his performances and jinwoo has noticed them in the crowd. what he doesn’t know is that ( MUSE D ) recognizes him and has seen him with his family in the news. for jinwoo they have become a recent unexpected muse that he has been writing songs about and always the first person he looks for, wanting to make sure that ( MUSE D ) is at the bar on the night that he performs.

x * chemistry * ON & OFF & INFATUATION: based on the last part of his biography. ( MUSE E ) appeared in his life when it was falling apart, he ran away for them to yongsa. since then, ( MUSE E ) interest seems to be shifting with the wind. jinwoo craves their affection and lives for the nights when all their attention is on him, but when ( MUSE E ) doesn’t give it to him enough .. he will find minute lovers, distractions in someone else.

#yj:intro #for a moment tumblr really went there and marked my talk tag post

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fanofvariousthings · 6 years

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Spidey-Senses Part 1

Peter Parker X Reader (based on the infinity war trailer)

A/N: Hey guys!! So I've came up with an idea; basically I wanted to write a fic about the clip of the fight scene between Thanos and Spider-Man in the Avengers: Infinity War trailer :)

short summery of your life I guess:

You are Pepper Potts niece (or nephew) and live with her and Tony for 6 months every year because your parents are astronauts and are living in a space for 6 months doing research (idk lol),, you know a lot about SHEILD (bc Tony can't keep his mouth shut) and Thor has told you a lot about the 9 realms and Thanos n shit like that, you've even been to Asgard before and get along really well with the avengers,, especially Peter because you're the same age,,

All the fighting and most of the action will be in Part 2!! <3

Y/N P.O.V

I hastily stepped along the sidewalk next to Peter as we were going to miss the train again. "C'mon Pete, we're going to be late!" I mumbled as I checked time on the shiney silver watch around my wrist, "It'll be fine, Aunt May won't mind if we're a few minutes late for lunch," Peter stated as we finally reached the bus stop. "Yes but we had to cancel last time because you were recovering from fighting that vulture guy," I huffed "I still can't believe that you actually managed to convince her to let you carry on being Spider-Man. And to let you live with me in the Avengers compound." I whispered to my friend knowing that he would hear because of his 'Spidey-Senses'. We both managed to find seats on the bus when it arrived and sat down watching the New York City buildings whizz past us. "I know, Y/N but I see Aunt May a lot still and plus it's really cooling living with THE avengers and you of course," his eyes sparkled slightly a smile forming on his handsome face and I smiled right back at him. "Peter you're an adorable little fanboy aren't you!" I teased him, "Y/N I told you to stop calling me adorable it makes me feel like a kid." He was huffing now but we soon broke out into laughter, "You still are a kid Parker, I mean we're only 15." "But I am a MAN, Spider-MAN to be exact!!" "Yeah, yeah," I rolled my eyes giggling.

Peter grinned and leaned his arms on the edge of the seat infront of him and putting one of his earbuds in I heard the faint beat of the music now playing and I sat back thinking about my parents. I miss them a lot. I haven't seen them in 2 months but I guess I should be used to it by now, they're not even on Earth for half a year. I can't really complain though because I still have parents who care about me and love me.

Anyway,let's not get onto this depressing stuff now because Peter looked a me with a worried expression on his face. "What?," I wondered "What's wrong?" "My Spidey-Senses are tingling..." "Ugh! Peter relax I'm sure there's nothing wron-" and that's when I heard it. The booming explosion appearing out of nowhere, in the sky a gigantic robotic alien ring. I looked at Peter seeing the hair on his arms spike up. A chill ran down my spine. "What do we do?!?" I asked him frantically but he was already standing up ready for action , "STOP THE BUS!" "PETER NO! WAIT!" I screamed after him as he scrambled out of the bus. UGH WHY DID THE DRIVER LET HIM LEAVE SURELY HE WOULD'VE KEPT DRIVING AWAY FROM THE CHOAS!! Why did Peter have to be like this I don't like seeing him injured/hurt it breaks my heart. I heard another explosion, the echo rippled through the sky, my anxiety growing as I panicked. I'll call Uncle Tony he'll know exactly what to do!

I grabbed my phone and ready to call Tony as I ran out the emergency exit door of the bus. I saw Peter swing down to me from a building in his masked suit and he dropped down in front of me in a low stance. "What are you thinking?! You can't go and fight whatever's going to come out of that portal thing or whatever it is! It looks like something from another realm you'll be fighting against Aliens or Gods!" I was frantically yelling and pleading him to stay back from this battle. "You know I can't do that. I have a responsibility to protect everyone. Please stay safe, don't move! I don't want you to get hurt or worse!" He lifted his wrist to you , "Peter wha-" "No you're staying here" his webs shot out at your left hand tying you to a lamppost. "Gotta go!" He then shot off back into the sky swinging towards the danger. I let out a scream of frustration as I dialled Tony's number pressing the phone to my ear it rung a few times before he picked up and I was shouting down the phone at him explaining what was going on,

"WAIT WHAT" Uncle Tony screeched in shock.

"And now he's going to fight whatever is causing the destruction. I'm so worried you gotta get down here and help! He tied me to a lamppost so I can't do anything! Uncle Tony you gotta help and get backup or something I have a feeling this is going to end badly and whatever is there is not from this world!"

"YOU LET THE SPIDER-LING GO IN ALONE?!?!"

"IT IS NOT MY FAULT JUST GET DOWN HERE UNCLE TONY!"

"Alright I get there as soon as possible!"

"But you don-" and he hung up before I could finish my sentence.

A/N: Ahhh so this is part 1,, there will definitely be a part 2 coming soon if you guys like this! Sorry it's short and crappy but I just needed to get an intro thing sort done and out the way with. The next chapter will be better! :))

#peter parker x reader #spiderman homecoming #spiderman x reader #tom holland #avengers #infinity war #peter parker imagine #tom holland imagine

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amylillian22 · 7 years

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Unwelcome Interruptions - Brett Talbot Imagine

Requested by @rochyu : What about this one: when the reader and brett are cuddlind in his bed naked (bc why not) and they're falling asleep together until scott and stiles burts into his room and take him with them bc he have to help with something and then the reader and all the girls are taken to the lake house ffor sleepovers and brett find her and he so pissed bc his baby girl is not with him and pls end it cute

Word Count: 1,545

Warnings: implying and mentions of sex

Author’s Note: Feedback is greatly appreciated :)

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Brett and Y/N's relationship isn't easy. They both go to two different high schools and are constantly busy trying to save their town from the supernatural chaos. Yet, somehow, they make it work. It’s rare when they have time for each other, but when they do, they make every second count. They would go out on movie and bowling dates, go out to eat, or sometimes stay home to cuddle, and simply enjoy being with one another. Just like right now.

As soon as the final bell rang, Brett surprised Y/N by showing up in her school's parking lot. He was leaning against his car, with his ankles crossed, and his arms folded to his chest. It was like Jake waiting for Samantha in Sixteen Candles. He took her to get ice cream at her favorite ice cream parlor. Afterwards they went back to his place, where they were just going to watch a movie, but ended up in his bed. Now, they were wrapped in each other's arms with their half naked bodies underneath the sheets.

"God, I've missed you," Brett said as he pulled her to his bare chest. She hummed in agreement as she cuddled against him, taking in the mixed smell of his cologne and sweat. Brett ran his fingers through her silky hair and kissed her forehead. "I love you."

Y/N drew random shapes on his lower back with the tip of her fingers as she buried her face at the crook of his neck, peppering it with soft wet kisses. "I love you, too," she sighed in content.

Brett heard a set of footsteps after car doors were slammed. He leaned up on his elbows to look out his bedroom window and noticed Stiles' baby blue jeep was parked in the driveway. Brett has gotten closer to Scott and Stiles since he started dating Y/N. It came to a point where they could come and go into each other's houses without knocking or ringing the doorbell.

"Shit," Brett mumbled as the best friends walked up to the front door and opened it.

Completely unaware of the situation because Y/N isn't a werewolf with enhance hearing, she was confused. "What? What's wrong?" She asked concerned as she looked up at Brett.

Before Brett could explain or warn Y/N, Scott's voice echoed down the hallway as he caught Brett and Y/N's scent in his bedroom.

"Stiles! No! Wait!" Scott shouted, but it was too late. Stiles had already opened Brett's bedroom door, only to see Brett and Y/N in bed. Brett quickly sat up as Y/N wrapped the bed sheets tighter around her body.

"Oh," Stiles said, suddenly realizing why Scott was so quick to try and stop him from opening the bedroom door. He looked up at the ceiling as Scott turned around and gave the couple his back. Stiles scratched the back of his neck as he spoke, "Sorry to interrupt, but we need Brett."

"What's-"

Stiles interrupted Brett, already knowing what he was going to ask. "As always it's a supernatural problem and we need your help."

"Ditto," Scott said with his back still facing them.

Brett sighed as Y/N shook her head and placed her hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, baby. Go be a hero and protect this town." Y/N leaned in and kissed his cheek as Stiles rolled his eyes at her cheesy comment. Stiles and Scott left the couple and told Brett they would wait for him in the jeep.

"I'm so sorry," Brett apologized as he pecked Y/N's lips and got dressed quickly to meet the boys outside. Brett said he'd be back as soon as he could before he said goodbye, leaving her naked in his bed.

As soon as the front door closed, Y/N's phone beeped with a new text message from Lydia with a picture of Lydia, Kira, and Malia in their pajamas, making silly faces with their facemasks.

Boys are doing God knows what. So I’m having a sleepover at the lake house with the girls. We're all waiting on you.

It had been a while since the girls had a slumber party. With Brett out with Scott and Stiles, Y/N didn't know how long it would take for him to come back to her. It could take all night. Deciding she needed a girls’ night in, she quickly texted Lydia she’d be there soon.

"Sooooooo," Lydia lingered as she started her second coat of Devilish Red on her fingernails. "How are things with you and Brett?"

Malia grabbed a handful of popcorn, mumbling something no one understood. Kira giggled as she painted Malia's toenails Jet Black. "Don't talk with your mouth full, Malia."

"Things are pretty good, I guess," Y/N shrugged her shoulder as she turned the page of Seventeen.

"What do you mean?" Kira asked concerned.

"Yeah, I thought things were great between the two of you," Lydia added, giving Y/N her full attention and ignoring her wet fingernails.

"I mean it's hard to see each other all the time when we're in different schools and when we do find time something always interrupts our time together," Y/N explained with a heavy sigh.

"I said," Malia swallowed the last of the popcorn in her mouth, "things must be good since she reeks like Brett’s scent. She probably had sex with him before she got here."

Lydia and Kira looked at Y/N kind of surprised considering she just said they rarely have time to be together.

"That's exactly what I'm talking about," Y/N quickly defended herself before she continued to explain. "Brett surprised me after school. He took me to get ice cream and then we went to his house to hang out for a bit. One thing led to another and we're tangled in each other, naked, under the sheets. Before we could enjoy just being with each other, Scott and Stiles basically dragged him out of bed to deal with some supernatural thing. Don't get me wrong, I love you girls and I love hanging out with you and having sleepovers, but sometimes it kind of bums me out because I miss him."

Lydia and Kira aww-ed, as they leaned in and hugged Y/N. Malia didn't have the same reaction as they did, but she could sense how much Y/N was hurting. She wrapped her arms around the small group hug to give some sort of comfort to Y/N.

"I wish I had like an entire weekend with just him and with nothing getting in the way," Y/N mumbled as she pulled back.

"I have an idea. I have a beach house. Why don't you use it next weekend? Or any weekend that works for the both of you," Lydia offered.

"Really?" Y/N asked.

Lydia nodded as Y/N's phone vibrated on the coffee table. She grabbed it and immediately saw Brett's picture. She swiped her thumb across and answered, "Hey-"

"Where are you?!" Brett immediately interrupted before Y/N could finish her greeting. Brett's voice was frantic as he continued to ramble with more questions. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Who are you with?"

"Geez..." Malia mumbled as she overheard Brett having a full panic attack with her werewolf hearing. "Paranoid much?" She whispered to the girls.

"I heard that Malia!" Brett snapped as Malia rolled her eyes at him.

"Baby, I'm fine," Y/N reassured him as she pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped an arm around them. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.

"I'm fine," he sighed, as a wave of relief washed over his body. "I just panicked because I came home and you weren't there, so I thought the worst..." he trailed before he sighed. "I'm just glad you're okay. Where are you?"

"I'm with the girls at Lydia's lake house. We're having a sleepover," Y/N explained.

"So you won't be coming back anytime soon?" He mumbled. Y/N could practically see Brett's bottom lip pouting, completely upset they weren't picking up where they left off.

"No, I'm sorry, baby," she apologized.

"Go," Malia said. She could sense how badly Y/N was missing Brett and she wanted to help her friend. She wanted her to be happy.

"What?" Y/N asked confused.

"Yeah,” Kira agreed with a smile. “Go be with Brett."

"It's fine. We can have another sleepover another night when Brett has plans with the guys or something," Lydia squeezed Y/N's forearm, reassuring her it's okay to leave.

"Are you sure?" She asked the girls.

"Don't ask them. Just say thank you and get in the car," Brett spoke through the phone.

Y/N chuckled as she shook her head, realizing how eager her boyfriend was. The girls nodded, giving Y/N permission to leave.

"I'll be there in a few minutes," she told Brett as she quickly stood up from her spot and held the phone against her ear with her shoulder. She began to gather her stuff before Lydia stopped her.

"Leave it. I'll take your stuff over tomorrow. Go be with your man," she smiled.

"Thanks," Y/N quickly hugged Lydia before she turned around and grabbed her keys on the way out. "Baby?" She spoke through her phone.

"Still here," Brett answered.

"I'm on my way," she smiled before she started the car.

"I know," she could practically hear the smile on his face as he spoke. "I'll be here waiting for you, baby. I love you."

"I love you, too, Brett," she said before she hung up and drove to spend the rest of the night with her boyfriend before someone could ruin it again tomorrow.

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