Falling (doesn’t feel so bad when i know you’ve fallen this way too): Part 1
so i’ve decided i’m gonna start posting parts of my michie oneshot until i finish it and post the whole thing on ao3 so uhh here’s part one!!
They say the old Waylon place is haunted. And it is, in a way. For nothing ever truly dies there, the Waylon’s made sure of that.
But there’s someplace else in that tragedy-ridden town that holds the very same spells and incantations that the Waylon’s placed on their home, a building used as a backup in case anything ever went wrong.
Hatchetfield High.
So when Richie Lipschitz died in that school, on that fateful day, his spirit never really moved on. He stayed dormant in those halls for a week, and then two, and then almost three. Watching. Waiting. Holding out for Maxwell Jågerman to show his face at the sight where he took an innocent boy's life.
And it happened.
The doors to the gym cluttered upon, catching Richie’s attention. It was night, school was closed. Someone had broken in.
“Are you sure about this?” he heard a familiar voice say, squeaky and filled with worry. “Who knows what kind of door we’re gonna open.”
“We have too, Pete,” a girl responded, again her voice a familiar tone. “For Ruth, and Richie, and everyone…” His head perked up at his own name, and he walked toward them, feet light on the floor. “Grace, summon these bastards.”
He stepped through the door, looking into the darkness as Steph, Pete, and Grace knelt in the middle of the gym with a large black book in hand. They began chanting, and a chill ran through Richies undead spine as something in the air shifted.
“Stop!” He leapt forward, calling to them. “Stop, stop what you're doing!”
Everyone turned to look at him. “Richie?” Pete whispered, like he was afraid of what he was seeing. “Richie, how are you here? You- you're dead!”
“Max is dead too, and somehow he is haunting us, so who knows what the fuck is going on anymore?” Steph threw her hands in the air. “Sorry, Richie, for not being happy about your sudden appearance. But we are freaking the fuck out!”
Suddenly, Grace stood. She took the book she was holding with her, flipping through the pages as she talked. “This makes so much sense!”
“Sorry, what?” Steph walked toward her. “Care to clue the rest of us in?”
Grace rolled her eyes. “The Waylons, they put evil magic on their house, right? So it makes sense that they might have put the same spell on another place they founded.”
“Like the school!” Pete said, catching on. “That’s why Richie is here, he’s in the same situation as Max!”
“Then why isn’t he trying to kill us?” Steph asked, yanking the book from Grace’s hands. “Because, if you don’t remember, we currently have a very angry, very undead jock plotting our demise!”
“Shut the hell up!” Richie yelled, stalking toward her angrily. “Everyone, just shut up! I have no clue what the fuck you guys are talking about anymore, but I don’t like the look of that book. Give it to me.”
“No!” Steph said, turning away from him. “We need to do this!”
“For fucks sake, Steph, you aren’t the main character in a poorly written anime,” Richie grumbled, reaching for the book. His hand skated over his skin, and she screeched at the contact, dropping the leather bound pages on the floor.
Richie caught them mid-air, right as Steph stopped screaming. “Why can you touch me? Why are you so cold? What the FUCK is going on?”
“I’m pretty sure that’s just how ghosts work, Stephanie Lauter,” said Richie, pronouncing each syllable of her last name separately. “Now, I'm going to keep this book because I, frankly, am frightened of what you are going to do with it.”
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Okay, I'm playing off of @petes-5yr-cocoa 's headcannon that Max cooks
Max definitely watches YSAC. The first thing he made on a stove was a chopped salami grilled cheese, and the first thing he baked in an oven was bacon.
The first baked good he made, however, was Valentines Day Brownies, which he made when his father was out trolling bars for women. He ate the entire tray before his father got back the next day.
Before baking, he mostly just stuck with the No Heat and the Snacks and Dips recipes. He's definitely made all of the drinks, and showed off his shaky knowledge of cocktails at a party.
He's most definitely gotten the songs stuck in his head, but especially The French Fry Rap. The Egg Series made him genuinely emotional, and Better McMuffins scared him.
He forgets the name for a spatula (the scoopy/scrapey ones used for flipping) and calls them a wangjangler without even realising there's another name for them. Very confusing for his friends the first few times it happens.
He definately made some modified ramen for his first home date with Richie (or, yknow, a 'thanks for tutoring me' meal). I'd say that he kinda combined the egg ramen and steak & spinach ramen.
One of the first gifts Richie got him was the YSAC cook book, which Max responded very excited and enthusiastically to, even though most of his friends were confused when he yelled about how much he loved the gift Richie got him, since they didn't really know too much about his cooking.
Richie also turned him onto B. Dylan Hollis, whom he doesn't like as much as ysac (the deadpan comedy is something he really likes with ysac, says it's the perfect type of comedy for cooking) but he definitely like the more bite sized content with Hollis, and he finds the old recipes weird.
(Max got Richie Baking Yesteryear)
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No actually, I am getting into 3L!Grian and LimL!Martyn parallels
This was brought on by my seeing @radioactive-mouse and @unguidedhand’s posts (here and here) back to back, check them out :)
Both Grian and Martyn won by killing the person closest to them. They both “betrayed” their closed ally but only Grian regretted it.
Both Scar and Scott were unarmed and willing. Neither of them fought back but only Scar had the choice.
Grian and Scar had an agreement and even following through with it Grian felt disgusted with himself. Martyn, Scott, and Impulse had an agreement that Martyn didn’t even considered abiding by.
Both Scar and Scott stood there and took it, getting beat to death by their closest friend just to see them succeed.
Neither Scar nor Scott would have had it any other way. They both repeatedly said that the other deserved the win more than they did.
The only person who was upset with either of these outcomes was Grian. Even Impulse got what he wanted: he made it to the top three, he didn’t need anything more.
All Scar wanted was for Grian to stay with him until the end and he did.
All Scott wanted was for Martyn to win the game and he did.
All Martyn wanted was to be on top, to prove his strength and get one over on the Watchers and he did.
All Grian wanted was to not have to live without Scar, so he didn’t.
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