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wortsandall · 3 months

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Marc Spector- the lies we tell ourselves au

its finally his turn-let's get into it prev/next

might be late for a disclaimer but in my tlwto au posts, it's half a deep dive into the canon character and half how that will impact how they appear in my fic. I'm bringing this up specifically for marc, because I see him as a mess trying to hide that he's a mess. and that portrayal will be ramped up to 11. not because I don't think marc is traumatized enough, but because he is. and I want to see how far I can push it before that façade breaks and he has to actually confront his traumas and maladaptive behavior, rather than just continuing on like it's not happening. everyone can see that marc is affected, except for himself as he keeps going on about being fine, or his feelings not mattering because there are more important things going on. there will be no more hiding or deflections. he's going to lose that control-hence the title of the first part of the au-no control

anyway to actually start this-I realize I use this metaphor a lot but marc is an open gaping wound bleeding all over the place and onto everyone. who thinks he's not because he put a band aid on, even though that band aid is soaked through and barely covers the wound. that bandage being pretending there's nothing wrong, especially since steven hadn't fronted in awhile. allowing him to marry layla and think maybe he's over the hard part.

in my fic, marc will be more closed off, more mean, prone to being defensive and deflective. physical problems are no issue to him, it's the emotional ones that send him to the hills. I never like to think of the end of a season being the end of all problems. that any issues brought up will be fixed and they don't have to worry about it anymore. meaning that while this au takes place after the first season, marc and steven's relationship will be closer to what it's like at the beginning of season one. one good conversation isn't going to immediately fix how marc has been thinking and treating steven for the years before season one. it's a start, but nowhere close to the end. they get along better, but it's not great.

now that steven is aware of their disorder, marc will use him as another method of hiding. steven likes to talk out problems and marc does not. if steven tries, marc will tend to just abandon the conversation midway by ducking from the front. he's not interested in healthy communication and tends to default to just ignoring the issue to steven's frustration. they can have conversations that are important but if it comes any closer to things that marc has difficulty talking about, like their mother, then it's over.

this plays into the guilt he carries because he's fucking up over and over. but then he can never actually learn from the mistakes as he won't let himself. tackling his own feelings about something that happened is part of making up for it. and because he's avoidant, he can never get to that part because he doesn't want to confront the hard stuff. which ties directly into his issues with self degradation and self-hatred. everything about that can be tied straight into his childhood and how he was treated. both by his mother, and in this au, bullies and other adults who failed him. his mom instilled in him this belief that he's evil. that he's the reason bad things happen.

and with the others, being treated like there's something inherently wrong with him, something that cannot be fixed. being ostracized and looked down on. and he grow up with that and believes it to be true. in adulthood, he ends up proving his mother right (in his eyes) as he feels blame and guilt for what happened at the dig site and every death afterwards. literal proof that he hurts people and maybe that's all he's ever been good for. his dad doesn't help combat this belief, but adds to it. as he never did anything concrete to help marc, marc starts to believe that maybe he deserves it as not even his own father would help him.

out of all them he has the most attachment to being jewish, because of his dad. an attachment that comes to him in moments of distress almost as if he's still trying to get his dad to care about him just a little more. the complicated feelings of being raised jewish and genuinely believing in everything that comes with, while also trying to prove to his father that he deserves to be cared about. (doesn't make him any less jewish just having a neglectful father who is also a Rabbi might result in a little religious trauma, especially once you add khonshu to the mix)

side note: i dont think steven has an attachment either way. like he knows he was raised jewish, but is more focused on the Egyptology stuff and jake probably cares a little bit also but is more focused on the culture that comes from being latino hence speaking spanish

I've mentioned the idea of loneliness in both steven and jake posts and for marc I think he'd be used to it. in the way that he doesn't necessarily notice that he is. due to his issues in childhood he didn't have many friends. and not any that were long-lasting. self-isolation is what he's used to. the lack of validation and dealing with emotions from his parents has led to him having to self-soothe. being by himself and dealing with himself is his bread and butter.

when he meets layla, she gets the brunt of that. he wants her to love him, wants to be around her but doesn't know how. and because of that pesky self-hatred, he cannot let himself be happy. constant self-destructive behavior getting in the way. there's a fear of happiness at play as well, because he knows how quickly it can leave. that fear has been validated over and over, as the people he loves either hurts him or leaves. while also having to battle his savior complex that I think stems from failing to save randall. he couldn't save his brother, but now that he has to the ability to save others he'd be damned if he lets anyone else get hurt. even at a cost to himself.

that cost to himself is doing something that he hates over and over again, simply because he thinks it's better for everyone else. he wants to help people and wants to save them. he can do that with khonshu. he can hate himself more and more, every time he has to take a life, but if it helps then it's necessary. plus, marc should be used to killing people, he's done it since childhood. that fact being drilled into him for years, that he killed his brother. he already thinks of himself as a murderer, he's reaffirming what he already thinks.

and having khonshu and the suit adds to the guilt. because he does enjoy the safety that comes with having it. that he cannot be hurt anymore if he has it. and he can finally, actually protect himself which he was unable to do as a kid (not realizing that jake has been doing that for a long ass time)

and speaking of jake, I can imagine marc being really angry at jake for being a gatekeeper. he understands where he's coming from because he did the same to steven. he's more angry at the fact that jake has more control over what memories go where and who can front. marc has thought of himself as being the "main" so he thinks he has the more control when it comes to the disorder. which is partly true because he's known about it longer, but being the host doesn't make him more in charge than anyone else. he's mad at again having to confront that maybe he doesn't have as much control as he's always thought. don't want to get too into it as that's what no control is about.

and that aspect of being a control freak comes again from the self hatred and not thinking he deserves happiness. at least this way he can kinda control it instead of being blindsided when bad stuff happens. for example he's hesitant to name the second fish that steven got because then he might get attached and if hes attached then bad things will happen. he thinks he ruins everything he touches. which leads to the belief that his alters are better than him. nobody wants marc spector when they could have the well adjusted steven or the charming jake. at the end of the season, they no longer have khonshu. and marc sees the suit as his only defining feature. so without that, what's the point of him? we see this with him making the deal with steven to give up the front and disappear. in my au, marc tries to do this, fronting less and less and just letting steven take charge.

to talk more about au specifics, in the second part where the littles are introduced, it makes marc spiral like crazy. the anger at jake rears it's ugly head again for not knowing what the hell happened. for not knowing what's actually going on in his head. that their are aspects of himself that he doesn't know and would never know about.

because part of marc still thinks of himself as the original and doesn't yet recognize there is no original. its not marc creating these personalities or sections of himself, but a result of never fully having formed a personality/identity in the first place. marc has to come to terms with being the host but he doesn't get the most authority. everyone is equal for the most part, even if some have less autonomy i.e. the littles

for rose, I can imagine marc being kind of disturbed by her when he meets her. as rose is the youngest of them all and barely speaks. he's looking right at the fact that he doesn't know as much as he thought (and why is she a girl?) and he cant do anything for her, he cant fix it. a confrontation with his savior complex.

for leo there is an instant mutual dislike between them. but he doesn't understand where the animosity comes from. marc trying to talk to leo is like talking to a distressed feral cat. he's getting clawed even if they aren't in the same room and marc hasn't done anything. and marc lackd' the gentleness and patience that is needed to get to know those feral cats. but they learn to get along eventually and marc starts to realize it's more abt leo's own complexes than it is about marc, even though he is "at fault" for some of it.

when it comes to the parents, marc hates his mom but he also loves her as he remembers what it was like before and knowing that it didn't have to be that way, mourning both the loss of his mother and the permanent loss of his hope that things could have gone back to where they were before. even if he knows logically that was never going to happen.

meanwhile when it comes to his dad its anger. anger at the fact that his dad never did anything to stop their mom. it's hard to be anything but angry with someone who actively put you in danger and didn't try to stop it. he's thankful for the therapy (not really but it was an attempt) but that never erased the monster in the walls that he tried to excuse at every opportunity. marc thinks he's an enabler and being sad and looking sad doesn't cut it. his dad he could've tried something, anything at all to actually protect marc but didn't. and part of that enabling and neglect led to other traumas that marc doesn't know about (yet)

in conclusion, marc has a lot of complex traumas leading to extreme maladaptive behavior that he tries to ignore. but ignoring it can actively make it worse until it all explodes in his face. he cares so much. and he wants to help people but often gets in his own way. is actively the most sensitive of them all, but he cannot come to terms with that and tries to bury it. not knowing how to express vulnerability and weakness or how to open up due to how he was raised. he doesn't like hurting people, but believes it's what he's good at. wants to make up for everything that he's done but doesn't know where to start. or even if he deserves the redemption (he doesn't need redemption as he's not a villain but he doesn't understand that yet)

the lies we tell ourselves au masterpost

#tlwto au #marc spector #marc spector meta #moon knight system #steven grant #moon knight #jake lockley #moon knight thoughts #moon knight fanfic #my writing #current wip #writers on tumblr

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beansnsoup · 1 year

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Nikko x fem reader

The reader is leias sister there very quiet and moves like a shadow they dont like to socialize mostly speaking in a word or sentence or two that is till the summer her sister wanted to stay at there grandparents the reader didn't want to stay but her parents said it be good for her to socialize with normal people instead of just them so after a week of almost giving red and kitty heart attacks after showing out of nowhere they send her to the basement for some much needed socialization with people her own age much to her and Leias annoyance that's when she meets Nikki the only one there person with some sense in that basement in the readers opinion the two start to talk and the reader develops a cush fast on Nikki but knowing she has a bf hides it and avoids the basement and Nikki like the flu until the end of summer where the two talk after Leia talks to her other friends

Ty for giving me sm to go off of!

Cruel Summer With You

Nikki x fem!reader

fandom- That 90s Show

Summary- You very quiet and composed, not that you didn't want to be social, you just hadn't found the right people, or person.

Warnings- fluff, angst?, self-doubt, og storyline might be a little rewritten for the plot I'm going for, lmk if there is anything else

Note- Originally, I was going to title this bad idea, like the girl in red song, then I wrote a line with cruel summer in it and i was like 'light bulb' and changed the title.

You sat on the couch, catching up on your Saturday morning cartoons, it was really like every other morning. You never had any plans, and if you ever made any, you made them on slow days when the public didn't want to go out. Yet, it was the start of Summer, so everyone was out and about, you chose to stay inside your own amazing home to avoid any sort of danger, that was your common excuse.

All of the sudden your mom comes into the living room and turns down the volume of the TV, you throw your hands up and look up at her offended. Leia walks up next to her, smiling, what has she done?

"How do you feel about doing to Grandma and Grandpas for the summer?" Your mom starts off, Leia starts mouthing for you to say yes. You loved your grandparents, but you knew why your mom was asking you, her and your dad thought you didn't get out enough and needed some social encounters that weren't just family.

"I'm not too keen on the idea..." You replied, sitting up from your position, Leia sighed, "C'mon! We could live a summer like all those teens in the movies that go around doing stuff with their friends and go to parties." Your mom looked at her, "Not like we're going to be doing partying, drinking, and drugs..." Leia laughed nervously and quickly looked away from her mom.

"Well, Leia has asked us if you both could stay there for the summer, and me and your dad think it seems great," As if on que, your dad walks into the room, "We think it'll be good for you Y/N, for you to, I don't know, live a little." He adds, you look down at your feet, you hate how they all cornered you in this situation, it wasn't fair.

"I guess."

Leia smiled, hugged you, and then quickly ran upstairs to start packing, "We'll start heading there tomorrow, get packed please." Your mom informed you as she kissed your forehead. You grabbed the remote and turned the TV back up, this was going to be a very cruel summer.

You grabbed your bags and walk downstairs to the car; you stuff it in the trunk with Leias stuff and get in with them. You pull out your Walkman and put in you Nirvana cassette, they were the only band that didn't back stab you with a bad album or song, except Fiona Apple, but she isn't a band.

You finally reach your grandparents house, your parents hop out of the car, your mom starts grabbing stuff while your dad just heads inside. Leia gets out and follows him in, you grab my bags so your mom doesn't have to carry as much.

Your grandma takes her attention away from Eric, "My girls!" She runs to hug you both, giving you both kisses, "I baked some cookies, your both welcome to as many as you like." She tells you both, you follow Leia to the kitchen, grabbing one of Grandma Kitty's famous chocolate chip cookies and stuffing it in your mouth, it was just what you needed after that 3 and a half hour drive.

"I'm gonna go shoot some hoops." Leia tells you, running to grab her ball from the living room, then running straight back to the kitchen. You were better inside, you sat down at the table, later joined by you Grandpa Red, he grabbed the paper that was sat next you.

"So you're both staying for the summer?" He asks you, you just nod as a reply, he let's out a huff, "You won't have to worry about me, grandpa." You knew exactly what he was huffing about. He's always complained about how terrible your dad was in his teens, especially during the summer when he was joined by all his friends.

"And why's that?"

"I'm not planning of loly gagging this summer, I need to catch up on summer reading. Leia, on the other hand, wants the full Point Place experience."

He sighs, patting you on the shoulder, "Help me out with her, I don't want any more kids filling up my basement."

"You can use our basement as much as you want!"

"Kitty!"

"Thank you grandma!"

Leia drags you downstairs to the basement, "This is going to be awesome. Think of all the hang outs we can have down here, they boys." The last part made her smile, but it made you cringe. You've never had any romantic feeling towards anyone, you just never found your person you guessed, that's what people you tell you when you didn't have a date for the school dances.

You sat yourself down on the couch with the box of record you found in the corner, they were all your dads, you only figured that out due to his name being written on the cover of most of them. You were about to put on the Queen album you found until a group of people burst through the door.

Wonderful.

"Woah, who's this?" A guy with a short middle part asks Leia, "My sister," She's cut off by another girl, "leave her be Jay." He threw his arms up in surrender and walked off to sit on the arm of the couch. You look over in the direction of the person that literally saved your life to find probably the prettiest girl you've ever seen.

She's wearing a pink outfit, has a perm, and a crazy beautiful smile. She sends you a wink before sitting down next to a bigger boy with fluffy hair, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Once they're all occupied you sneak your way upstairs trying not to get noticed, and thankfully nobody did.

You walk upstairs to the spare bedroom that used to be you Aunt Loris, you could tell by the way it was decorated, she still had most of her stuff here too, mainly skimpy sets. You made sure to change the sheets when you came to their place, even though you grandma insisted that she washed her and your dads' sheets before the two of you got here.

You plop down on the bed, you're practically sulking, this summer had already gotten invaded by a bunch of lunatics, well, except for her. She saved you from getting viciously flirted with by the weird guy you sister seemed to be weirdly warming up to.

You honestly couldn't stop thinking about her, but you knew talking to her was out of the question. Staying locked up in you aunts old room seemed like a better summer than you embarrassing yourself in front of a freaking goddess.

It had been about a week or two since you've been staying with your grandparents, and honestly it was growing on you, Point Place wasn't terrible if you knew what you were doing. You went downstairs to make yourself a sandwich, you hadn't eaten anything all day and the hunger was making you go insane. You opened the fridge causing you Grandma to jump and swing a punch, thankfully it only ran into your hair,

"Oh, my Lord, Y/N! You need to stop doing that!"

"Doing what? I'm not scaring you guys on purpose."

"Your grandpa nearly assaulted you with a beer bottle yesterday, dear, I think you need something else to keep you occupied, sometimes we forget you're here."

No matter how much that stung you knew she was right, you had barely seen them, and the only time you did it was kind like a surprise party for them. You were scared your grandpa was going to die from a heart attack one afternoon due to you "sneaking" up on him.

She hands you a bag of chips and send you down to the basement, "Talk to them dear, you might like them."

You walk down the steps, they're all laughing, sitting on the couch while watching cartoons. You hand Leia the bag and sit next to her, they go silent for a bit until Leia breaks it, "Guys, this is my sister, Y/N." Then she begins to point everyone out, "That's Gwen, her brother Nate, there our neighbors. That's Nates girlfriend, Nikki, him over there, that's Ozzie, and him, he's Jay." They all wave at you as their name is called while you just smile back.

"So," Gwen begins, "Why haven't you come down here before?"

"Just been busy."

"During the summer?" Nate asks you, Nikki slaps his arm,

"Some schools do that type of messed up stuff, I'm being trampled in college stuff right now."

You smile at her, turning to face the TV, everyone else follows suit and starts what they were doing before you came in. You glance over to Leia who looks a little irritated, you wait until later in the night for everyone to leave to ask her why though, not wanting to cause a scene.

First Ozzie left, then Jay, Nate and Gwen got called home, but Nikki said she'd meet him there later. Leia left the two of you alone to go throw away the trash and rinse the dishes from earlier in the evening.

"So, how are you liking Point Place?" Nikki asks you, all you can do is shrug, you feel like you heart rate has gone up to 5000 BPM. She lets out a giggle, "Cmon! there has to be something."

"To be honest with you," you start, "I haven't really explored it, I've just been stuck up in my aunts old room reading things for school, snooping through her stuff, and when Leia is out or down here with you guys, I snoop through my dad's stuff since she's in his room."

Wow. That's the most you've ever talked to a person that isn't your family, you barely know this girl, but you want to tell her all of your deepest secrets.

"How about this? I'll tell Nate I have a study group tomorrow but instead I'm taking you out to tour the best spots in town." She offers.

"You'd do that for me?"

"Duh! You seem awesome, you just need to get a little out of your comfort zone." She checks her watch, "Oops, gotta run, I need to run to Nates to tell him about my study group, and he's my ride home."

She starts to run off but stops and turns back around, she grabs a pen off the side table and runs over to you, "Write your number on my hand so you'll know when to be ready tomorrow." And you do just that, but instead it's your grandparents house phone number.

You walk outside to find Nikki waiting for you in her car. You didn't tell your grandparents or Leia that you'd be going out today, it's not like they noticed you when you were home.

"Hey, good looking." She greets you,

"Hey." That's all you could muster out,

She starts by driving you to The Hub, the both of you go in and get an ice cream to share, and if you're being honest, it was the best ice cream you've ever had. Maybe it was because you were sharing it with someone that you felt genuinely comfortable with.

You both head out side back to her car, she starts driving you to the woods,

"Is this the part where you kill me?" You ask her, she laughs at your joke that you personally thought wasn't that funny, but hearing her laugh at somthing you said felt nice.

"Nope. I'm taking you to the famous water tower, don't fall down though, I don't want my family to get sued."

You smile and nod. You both hop out of the car; she grabs your hand to aid you to the direction of the tower. You feel your face lose feeling and your stomach drops, honestly, you've never felt this way before about a person, it was weird.

She starts to climb up the water tower and you follow her up the ladder when there's a comfortable distance.

"Isn't just a perfect view?" She asks you,

You're looking off into the distance, then you look over to her, "Yeah, it is."

You both sit there in comfortable silence, nothing could ruin this moment, you look over to her again after a few minutes, she's distracted by the wind causing the trees to move in a gorgeous motion. Then it hit you,

You've never had any interest in getting a boyfriend, Leia talked about it all the time, it always made you have nasty taste in your mouth.

Maybe boys didn't spark your interest because of girls were what you always wanted, you just never figured it out yet, if you're being honest, you always had a sort of crush on Jasmine while your sister was fawning over Aladdin.

Nikki was your Jasmine.

You quickly looked back towards the trees, hoping she didn't catch you staring.

"Are you going to go down today?" Your grandma asked you, you shook you head. She put her hand up to your forehead to check for a fever then kissed the top of your head, "Just let me know if you need anything, okay?" You nodded.

She walked out of your "bedroom," leaving you to wallow in pity all by yourself. Was something wrong with your mindset or something? Why were you feeling this way, it felt wrong, but you knew that it was right and would make you happy in your mind.

The only problem was that Nikki probably didn't have this same "mindset," not only that, but she had a boyfriend. You didn't want to be a homewrecker, especially to someone you've grown so close to. You hated avoiding her and everyone else, but you didn't know what else to do.

This is not how you wanted to spend the last 2 weeks in Point Place, yet you knew you couldn't bring yourself to go down to that basement and look at her. Not that she was a bad person and spread a rumor about you, you just didn't think you could hide your feelings well in front of her and everyone else.

Your mom had called later that day, you guessed that your grandma told her, "I really hope you get better hun, that really sucks." You mumble a "Mhmm" into the phone as you stare off through the window, you catch a glimpse of Nikki and Nate leaving, your mom starts talking again you can't help but accidently tune her out.

His arm is around her waist, he's holding her close to him tightly. You couldn't help but wish that was you, she's laughing at him and pushing him away as he smothers kisses all over her face. Then she looks up to your window, you feel your heartbeat speed up and your stomach drop.

She smiles and waves at your window, you send a lazy wave back, she blows you a kiss before walking away with Nate over to his house.

"Y/N?" Your mom says, knocking you out of your trance, you were hoping that she wasn't doing that for a while, "Yeah, Sorry."

"I should let you go, you probably need some sleep."

You both exchange your goodbyes, and you hang up the phone, putting it back on the receiver.

You didn't know how long you could keep this going.

It was the last day of summer break, honestly it wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. Everyone is saying their goodbyes, mainly to Leia, you're just inspecting. Nikki comes up to you, "Can we talk?" Your face loses feeling while you nod, you feel like you're going to throw up.

She drags you behind your grandpa's garage, "I just want to let you know I had a great time this summer, hanging out with you though, may've been my favorite."

You smile, "Mine too, I'm sorry I was so distant, I was just figuring things out." You hated how this was most likely going to be the two of yours last interaction.

You don't really know what to say after that if you're being honest, she looks like she's examining you.

"Can I kiss you?" She asks you, you nod fast, this was your first kiss.

It was warm and it felt comforting in a way, it couldn't have been better. She pulls back, "Oh my God."

"What? I'm sorry." You instantly apologize,

"No. It's all good." She pulls out a pen and writes her number on your hand, "Call me."

You nod.

OMGG this took literally forever, i hope you guys like it! Some of it is kind based on my struggle with identity, but instead of Jasmine it was Ursula, Mulan, Roxxane from the goofy movie.

#that 90s show #nikki that 90s show #nikki x reader that 90s show #that 90s show x reader #lgbtq #that 70s show #that 90s show netflix #headcanon

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burningtacozombie · 5 months

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I need to vent

for the most part I like exploring new fandoms, meeting new people with the same interests, and just have a fun time. but every fandom has that one faction. that one group of people you mention to others and everyone instantly starts rolling their eyes. that group of people who, for whatever reason, seems to have completely lost touch with reality. they are happy among themselves but no one in the larger scale of the fandom as a whole wants anything to do with them, and for good reason. and here is what I have witnessed the last 3 days, the reason I need to vent before I pick up boxing gloves and buy a plane ticket:

it started when Dan went on The Voice Ukraine as a coach in 2019. the producers of the show thought it would be good for ratings if he and Tina, the only woman among the coaches in his first season, played it like they were a couple. or more like, becoming one over the course of that season. they didn't have much of a choice in the matter so they did, and well… the producer was right, it was good for ratings. people started shipping them, worshipping them actually, as if the two as a couple are some godlike deity. they've been doing it ever since.

and while Dan and Tina did become close friends, having to deal with the utter madness of it all together, he explicitly explained that it was the producer's idea in the first place. over the course of two seasons they did two duets together, interviews and a bunch of performances and they, still today, talk about how close they are BUT they never confirmed an actual relationship. for all we know, they've never been together to begin with. but these worshippers don't want to hear it. these "fans" act like a straight up cult, celebrating the "couple's birthday" with cake and parties, at separate concerts they give Dan and Tina gifts that they want them to pass on to each other, they write fanfics about them (I'm sorry, fanfics about real people generally creep me out) and create fake images and videos with AI of the two with babies and whatnot. and anyone who says anything against the couple is evil. I'm serious, it's a cult at this point. there are literally hundreds of accounts on social media with AI pictures like this: and that's a harmless one…

cut to the Christmas concert: his pr manager brought a female plus one to the show who's an influencer on social media or something. that woman happened to be sitting next to Dan on the couch in his dressing room after the show, in a video he posted himself. his band, his mom, his also female pr manager, his opening acts were all there too but for whatever reason, 3 days ago people found her personal account on instagram and started insulting her for sitting next to him!!! these people started assuming he's in a relationship with this woman out of fucking nowhere and now they're dragging all three of them. her for breaking up a couple that for all we know never even existed, Tina for "letting it happen" and Dan for "allowing himself to do that". they're taking it personal as if someone killed their dog, they're so fucking offended… and all of that because SOME WOMAN SAT NEXT TO HIM!!

worshippers within this cult are sending messages to "regular" fans to get them to discuss the situation, they are literally mourning the death of the couple and the wording in this one screenshot alone has me at a loss for words. like… oh my god the man sat next to a woman who is not Tina, the audacity! (translation isn't perfect but it gets the point across)

they also demand all three of them make a statement because the fans deserve to know what's going on! with the exception of clarifying the show producer's ratings idea, Dan NEVER ONCE made any statement about his current love life, not 20 years ago, not anywhere in between. I'm not even getting into how incredibly invasive it has been for him and Tina and their private lives all these years but the insanity has reached a whole new level over the last few days and it is fucking infuriating.

these people are so obsessed in a straight up disturbing way, I'm not joking when I say they're insane. and I feel so horrible for Dan and Tina and this random woman who just happened to be there. none of them deserve any of that bullshit, recent or otherwise.

there is so much more to say but this rant did exactly what it was supposed to, I'm calming down. for the moment anyway.

#i'm not even tagging this but #people suck #ai sucks #fandom sucks

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ch4p3lofbl00d · 1 year

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I do care about you-Andy Biersack

Imagine being Andy's step daughter, and hating him thinking that he'll just leave you like your biological father, but finding out that he does care and love you and wants to be the father you never had

Y\N Pov

I'm currently getting ready for school, while listening to Falling In Reverse, one of my favorite bands. I rolled my eyes as I heard my step dad's voice, Andy Biersack, [yes, the vocalist for Black Veil Brides is my step dad] coming up the stairs, probably to make out with my mom or worse about to fuck her in their bed. I rolled my eyes again, thinking about my step dad; every girl would die for Andy to be their step dad, but not me, I hate Andy. He's trying to be my dad, but he isn't my dad. Just because he married my mom, fucked her, and got her pregnant doesn't mean that he's my dad. I got so angry thinking about how much I hate Andy that I kicked the wall, and I made a hole. Shit, mom's going to be pissed when she finds out. I started freaking out, until I saw my laundry basket sitting next to my door; I quickly grabbed the basket and covered up the hole in the wall with it. I let out a sigh of relief, but I let it out too fast because the whole time Andy was standing in the doorway, so now he knows I kicked a hole in the wall, great. I looked at him, then flipped him off, and said

"fuck off"

I hear him sigh, and say

"your mom wanted me to come get you because she's about to leave to go to her ultrasound"

I rolled my eyes, and said

"I don't give a actually fuck if she's going to a God damn ultrasound or not. I don't give a fuck about your child with my mom. Now you can leave my room and leave me the fuck alone"

I hear Andy sigh, and say

"okay, I'll leave you alone"

I rolled my eyes, and closed the door in his face. Finally he's fucking gone, he was getting on my fucking nerves. I walked over to my mirror, and picked up my eyeliner pen about to do put some on my eyes, until I heard someone yell

"Y\N!!"

It was my mom, Chili, what was she yelling at me about now? She's probably yelling at me because I cussed Andy out. I rolled my eyes, and quickly finished my eyeliner before walking downstairs. When I walked into the living room, I saw that she had an angry look on her face. I rolled my eyes, and looked at both of them; before I could say anything, mom started saying

"why were you cussing at Andy?"

I rolled my eyes, and said

"because I fucking hate him and he wouldn't leave my room and leave me the fuck alone"

I saw my mom look at Andy, and I saw tears in Andy's eyes. I rolled my eyes, and mom said

"okay, you can take that attitude somewhere else, and why do you hate Andy so much?"

I scoffed, and said

" For 1, he's an asshole who doesn't care about anyone else except for you, and for 2, he fucking had sex with you and got you pregnant, that's way I hate him"

I saw tears going down both of their faces after I said that; I rolled my eyes, while walking over to the door to leave for school. I opened the door, but then I heard a voice behind me say

"hey, Y\N, do you want me to drive you to school?"

I looked back at him, and said

"no asshole, I'd rather walk"

I turned back around, and reopened the door to find that it was raining outside. I sighed, and ran out the door to go to Andy's car. When I reached his car; I opened the passenger's side door, and got in the car and sat down. After a few minutes of sitting in the car, Andy finally came out and started driving to my school. Either of us talked the whole way to the school. I sighed, when I finally saw my school; I can finally get out of this fucking car. I held the door handle as Andy parked the car next to the curb in front of the school. I opened the door as quickly as I can, but I hear Andy say

"have a good day at school, Y\N"

I rolled my eyes, and looked at him and said

"shut the fuck up for once, you aren't my dad and never will be, so shut the hell up. You already have your own child on the way, so you and mom can forget about me"

After I said that, I slammed the car door, and started walking into school. I walked to my locker, and saw a whole bunch of letters on my locker, which said

'Fag'

'Cut yourself'

'Go kill yourself'

I rolled my eyes, and ripped all of them off my locker. No one was in the hallway because everyone was in class already, so I could leave school. I don't like school anyway, so I'm going to leave. I ran out the front entrance of the school, and ran over to the gas station to get a Dr. Pepper to drink. I walked in the gas station, and paid for my drink, and started making my way back home. When I got back home, I saw 4 other cars in the driveway. Who the fuck was at my house. I walked inside, and saw Andy and 4 other guys; who I'm assuming were his bandmates. I rolled my eyes, and started walking up the stairs, when I hear Andy say

"why are you back from school?"

I rolled my eyes, and turned to face him and said

"I didn't want to stay in that hell hole, and also I got notes on my locker saying I should go kill myself, so no I'm not going to stay at fucking school asshole"

I ran up the stairs into my room, and slammed my door. I grabbed my headphones, and put them in my ears listening to 'The Drug in me is You'. I started singing, and I had the sudden thought of jumping out of my window. I opened my window, and was about to jump out, until I hear a male voice say

"Y\N, what are you doing?"

I rolled my eyes, and looked out my window; wanting to jump out so bad, but I couldn't because of Andy being in here now. I stepped away from my window, and sat down on my bed. I pulled the blankets over me, and glared at Andy who was sitting beside me. I rolled my eyes, and asked

"why are you here? You're just going to leave just like my dad, you don't care or love me either"

I saw Andy look at me, and say

"I do care and love you; I'm not going to leave you like your dad did Y\N, it hurts me whenever people call you a "fag" or tell you to "go kill yourself" because that's how people treated me in high school. All because of the way I dressed, and the music I listened to. Y\N, I want to be your dad, you never had one and I want to be there for you"

I nodded, and hugged Andy; I have never hated Andy, but the thought of my father leaving me has always haunted me. I let go of Andy, and said

"I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you, I was just hurt because my dad left and you fucked my mom and got her pregnant, and I thought that you and mom would forget about me"

I saw Andy shake his head 'no', and he said

"no, we wouldn't forget about you; we'll still spend time with you, and I will even watch Kellin Quinn with you"

I giggled, and asked

"can we go to the movies, dad?"

I saw Andy smile, and say

"sure, Kiddo"

I smiled, and ran downstairs; maybe having Andy as my dad wasn't horrible after all!

I hope you enjoyed reading! Requests are always open🖤

#black veil brides #andy biersack #andy sixx #andy black #bvb imagines #fanfiction #fanfic #emo

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letstalkaboutit100 · 6 months

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Ideas part 12: Blue= concepts pink=ep ideas Green: note

Anyway, Meeshell and Sparrow become good friends. Every day at lunchtime they meet up at the pool. They talk about music and their parents. They even start to write song lyrics! Meeshell is still shy though. So Sparrow sticks up for her a lot. "SHE SAID NO FISH!" He feels protective over her. She's his little sister at this point. ("I'm a year older than you." "Only in numbers.") She's a year older than him but they are still in the same grade. I feel like she is very mature. She looks like it. She's the mom of the group lol. (she wasn't left back or anything, BUT HE WAS) She's been a good influence on him. Helping him study and stay out of trouble (sometimes) and learn to respect women more. Every day he asks her if she would join his merry crew/band. And every time she says no because she's shy and worried she'll embarrass herself. "Come on! PLEASEEE!" "No." *cue puppy dog eyes* "You know that doesn't work on me" "Yeah I know" He literally calls her his sister! "Hey, where you going?" "To see my sister" *Confused faces on his friends' faces* "Did you know he had a sister?" "Sparrow your grades have gone up quite a lot!" "Thanks my sister helped me." *Confused teacher face* You know how in fanfic the school's bad boy that has a gang falls in love with the nerdy girl and puts her "under his protection". like "Oh wait! We can bully her that blab blab's girl". That's basically them. except it's sibling love. PLATONIC! No one touches her. "I'm having a sister." "Oh that's great! *slams adoption form on the table* "It's you. sign here." I will say she does become more confident in herself over time under his influence but is still mostly shy.

Both Poppy and Holly were born with their mother's long hair. But Holly didn't like it so when she was 7 she cut it off. It's a long story. Everyone was shocked! Sparrow liked it saying it looked cool and now he won't have any trouble telling them apart.

Dec 1: Ok so I thought that the long-haired twin was Poppy and the other was Holly. And personally, I like my way better. So long hair is poppy and short hair is holly. Also Poppy is older. My Poppy is the older mature twin while my Holly is rebellious and a troublemaker. They like blossom and buttercup. I also haven't seen any of the web episodes so don't judge me if I get something wrong!

Episode idea (season 2): The twins Poppy and Holly Rider (In my reboot version their last name isn't O'hair. I think it's dumb. sorry not sorry.) have a fight over Sparrow. They both have a crush on him. But it's not what you think. (not anymore. They see him as a brother again like before.) All three of them are childhood friends. Their father is his hero lol. They grew up together! They went on crazy adventures when they were kids! He always took the fall for them if something went wrong! Robin Hood likes them. He and Engene are friends. He and Lance used to be a part of his merry crew. Until they turn to a full life of crime. Eugene calls him 'son' a lot. Lance loves the girls to death. Their his nieces! And angry and Catalina's godmothers. "Listen, son, If so much as hurt my girls in any way I will find you. *points to max* You see him? That is the best horse in the whole world. He has caught thousands of criminals and put them away. He loves those girls. He will find you and we will make you pay." Lance said all of that lol. E: "Lance come on! Back off. I'm sorry about him. *whispers* But he's not kidding. And neither am I." Anyway, the episode starts with the twins in their room on their beds on opposite sides of the room. *Both of them sigh dreamily while looking at photos of Sparrow* *At the same time* P: "He's so dreamily!" H: "He's so hot!" *both of them look up at each other and laugh* P: "So? *smirking* who's the lucky guy?" H: *also smirking* "Well I could ask the same." P: "Well my guy is really funny." H: "Well my guy is really strong." P: "Me and him have known each other for a long time. H: "Same! Me and him have a lot in common. H: "Same! He's really talented on the guitar." P: "So is mine!" H: "Oh my fairy dust!" H: "What if they know each other!" P: "He does have a lot of friends!" H: "So does mine!" P: *squeals* "Ok! I can't wait any longer! Say at the same time?" H: "I'm not sure. I'm worried about how you'll react. You might be shocked." P: *takes her hand* (they got up from their beds as they were comparing Sparrow) "Honestly me too. But you know I'll support you. Your my sister. And I know whoever the guy is the luckiest guy in the world." H: "Thank Sunny. (that's her nickname for Poppy! Eugene calls Rapuzenl sunshine so Holly calls Poppy sunny!) H: "Ok! I'm ready! P: "Alright! On 3." P/H: 1, 2, 3... SPARROW! WHAT?! YOU?! YOU LIKE HIM?! SPARROW'S YOUR CRUSH?!

To be continued... MWHAAAA!

#ever after high #if it got a reboot #espiode idea #poppy o'hair #holly o'hair #sparrow hood #meeshell mermaid

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sennamybeloved · 1 year

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3﹕date night.

☆ pairing: akali x seren (s/i)

☆ word count: 856

☆ note: third prompt for my price challenge!! this time featuring akali. my underrated baby.

[ reblogs always appreciated // prompt list can be found here! ]

The rain pours down outside, frigid winds whipping against the side of the apartment complex, rattling the panes in the windows. This sort of weather is very unusual for this time of year. Not so unusually in April, or maybe even May, but June?

The notable lack of warmth has Seren feeling agitated and lazy. Honestly, what's the point of going out at this time of year if you can't wear any of your fun summer clothes? This is lame.

She wears a t-shirt and shorts out of spite, lounging atop her couch with a Playstation controller clutched in her hands. She's half-focusing on the game she's playing—Hotline Miami, she started a new save recently—and half-focusing on what's to come; she's supposed to be going on a date with her girlfriend tonight, but, as guilty as this makes her feel, she really doesn't want to.

She's been frozen on the couch for an hour or two. She's not even dressed. She hasn't even thought about getting dressed. Akali is supposed to be over at 7 o'clock. Is that soon? She doesn't know. Does she even care? Only somewhat.

Over the sound of punchy gunshot sound effects and Crystals by M.O.O.N, Seren suddenly hears a knock on her door.

Oh shit, that's Akali.

Oh shit, the guilt is finally sinking in.

She doesn't say anything for a moment. A quick inventory makes her realize how bad this looks—she's laying on the couch, wearing filthy clothes, playing a video game, right as she's about to get picked up for a date. Wow.

Her throat is closing, but she manages to croak out, "Come in!"

She always leaves her apartment unlocked when Akali is supposed to be coming over. Maybe that'll get her killed one day, but certainly not today, because the person who walks through the door is distinctly not a serial killer but instead her girlfriend. Seren pauses her game, muffling the soundtrack, before sitting up and looking at her.

She's dressed in a half-presentable manner, demonstrating some sort of effort to clean herself up, even if it was a minor one. She's wearing one of her nice band shirts, tucked into a pair of clean mom jeans. Her hair is slicked back into her signature ponytail, except today it looks combed, which is a first. She has a shimmery eyeshadow smeared above her eyes. It looks purple, or blue, Seren can't really tell.

They look each other up and down, noting that one of them is ready and the other clearly isn't, before Akali breaks the silence and greets her, "Hey."

"Hey," Seren replies hoarsely.

"You're going out like that?" Akali asks her, cracking a sarcastic half-smile.

Seren scoffs. "You're one to talk."

Akali circles around the sofa to take a seat beside Seren, who pulls up her legs to give her some room. "I think I look very good tonight, thank you."

"Tonight, yeah." Seren huffs. Akali chuckles but says nothing else. They're cast into a strange, awkward silence, unusual for their relationship

"I can go get something better on," Seren says after a moment. "You just gotta give me a second."

"Yeah, that's fine." Akali hums. "If you let me take over." She nods toward the TV, which still displays Hotline Miami's pause menu, and holds out her hand, gesturing for Seren to pass the controller, which she still grips with one hand.

Seren obliges without question. This level sucks anyway, and she knows that Akali can get her through it.

Akali resumes the level and Seren watches her play for a moment, witnessing her muted frustration as she adjusts to the controls, listening to her curse under her breath every time she dies. She finds this more enjoyable than going to a sushi restaurant, she realizes.

"Do you actually wanna go out tonight?" Seren asks, turning toward Akali.

To her surprise and delight, Akali simply scoffs and says, "Hell no."

Seren laughs. "Holy shit, yeah, me neither."

Akali laughs too, loud and hearty. Her momentary distraction earns her one final death before she pauses the game again, turning toward Seren.

"Thank god. I was really, really hoping you'd say that." She says with a grin. "I'm so fucking lazy."

A wave of relief washes over Seren, easing the tension she's been harboring all day. She chuckles sweetly. "Same!"

Seren sits up fully and Akali scoots closer to her. They sit hip-to-hip, leaning into each other's shoulders. Seren reaches over and grabs Akali's hand, squeezing.

"If you want, I can go dig up my second controller. We can play..." she pauses to think. "Mortal Kombat."

"Mortal Kombat! Hell yeah." Akali exclaims. "You get that set up, I'm gonna go raid your kitchen."

She stands, rushing off to rob Seren of what little snack food she has in the house, and Seren can't help but stare at her fondly as she does. She loves the woman, for all her vulgarness and her messiness. She wouldn't want her any other way. She stands as well and begins searching for that second controller, hoping that it's not busted and, furthermore, has some charge left.

#* 🐉 / flames of desire .#✦ * · ˚ — self insert: seren / ionia au .#lotus writes #selfship pride prompts #selfships #self shipping #selfship community

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builder051 · 2 years

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2 & 7?

2: Vampires or werewolves?

Hmmm. Since this game isn't directed as anything except "choose one," I suppose vampires. I make that choice because I have raynaud's disease and metabolic issues with maintaining body temperature (in short: I am always cold to the touch and need medical care if my body spends too much energy trying to stay warm instead of doing other executive functions.) Yes, I was the age of young-adult-book-consumer when Twilight was a thing. It kept me busy. Then I promptly moved onto the next thing, which I think was Hunger Games. (You know who is a total TwiHard-for-life, though?? My MOM.) I've listened to enough podcasts and watched enough PBS to understand the (Western) legends behind the vampire and tuberculosis and bubonic plague and the stages of body decomp...Cool history stuff.

7: Originals or remakes?

If we are talking about movies, I'm going to go with originals ~ 90% of the time.

Remakes, in this context, I will specifically define as "film covers" in which the exact story of an existing film is used as the plot in a new film with a new cast. This does NOT include made-for-TV live musicals, "based on" media presented in serial episodes, or spoof films. I'm only going to refer to remakes in the "film covers" way.

Since Halloween is an implied part of this game, I'm going to go ahead and say that Rocky Horror is Rocky Horror and will always be Rocky Horror, and it will forevermore be treated as the spectacle that Rocky Horror is. The film has completely earned its in/famous reputation. Rocky Horror is not harmful. Rocky Horror does not need censorship. Rocky Horror is for adults. Rocky Horror is optional.

The made-for-tv live version starring Laverne Cox singing some slightly more family friendly lyrics...um. Also happened.

Now, the only film (as of yet) for which I can say ,with confidence, has a notably better remake is A Star Is Born (2018), starring Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper. I recommend getting a pirated download or finding it on a free streaming service and watching the first, oh, 30 or 40 minutes? It's very funny and quite emotional, and it's different from the original because the situations play off the actors' personalities, rather than having them just copy what was done in the original.

DO NOT under any circumstances watch the film to the end. It is disturbing and triggering. I understand how the film moves on to that ending, and it does go along with what's in the original, but it's just... not pleasant. If you are watching and you get to the award show scene where the female character is on stage getting her award and the male character bumbles across the stage and acts all drunk and stupid-- that's a good place to stop.

Oh, and if I'm allowed to twist the question a little bit and ask for a remake... or a cover, rather...

Greta Van Fleet, would you ever consider please covering some Humble Pie? My soul would be eternally lifted if I could hear my favorite Frampton from my favorite band....pls?

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micr0machine · 2 years

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can my mom please stop ruining conversations by acting like everyone's victimizing her

#just. she thinks she's in the right about everything #my day's already sucked and I was finally having a nice conversation with my dad when my mom decided that we were treating her unfairly #when we weren't??#''it's not fair that you guys get to tease me but when I do it you act all annoyed''#nobody's acting annoyed???????#we weren't even teasing you we were just stating our opinions about a band #this all started when I said to my dad ''we were supposed to be at a concert right now :/''#and my mom was like ''oh for a second I thought something was actually wrong''#and I was like :| because I was already upset about it #my dad was also upset about it so the two of us were just talking to each other about our favorite songs #and then my mom is talking about how this band isn't good except for this one song #and then my dad and I were like "no this song is better''#my mom: no this song is better‚ the lyrics are better‚ the singer has more emotion‚ you guys just don't have emotions #:|#my dad and I: ok well everyone else would agree that everlong is better #my mom: I don't get how you guys are allowed to treat me like this #''you think that my opinion doesn't matter?? that it's wrong?? just because most other people disagree???''#like. no #and then she turns it into an argument #this conversation wasn't even meant to involve you in the first place but thanks #ik this seems like a stupid thing to get so upset about but. it's all the time with this shit #and my day was already bad but now I'm actually about to cry #anyway. that was a lot #⚙️

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yan-snowcave · 2 years

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Childhood friend Peter Headcanons

Trigger warnings :

Implied child abuse (towards Peter)

Implied stalking

Implied self harming (Platonic route only)

Implied mental/emotional manipulation (Platonic route only)

A/N : Thanks to all of you who liked or reblogged my last post. I got really happy to see how many people liked it. It also motivated me to write some more :)

The next thing I write will be pure fluffy again tho.

This will have a "Platonic" & a "Romantic" route.

(F/f) Your favorite food

∆ The moment you walked into the room, Peter had his eyes on you. Something just clicked in his mind. And he knew he had to have you by his side. So he sat next to you, in seconds your new friendship bloomed.

You two have been inseparable since then. It even got to the point where if another kid wanted to play with either of you they had to include the other.

∆ Most teachers were worried about Peter since when you weren't there he was quiet, always looking around as if something was gonna attack him.

He hated loud noises and would snap at other kids if they got too close to him. But the second you returned, he was back to his excited puppy behavior.

Smiling, playing with you and the other kids (but only if you wanted to, if you didn't want to play with them, he would also refuse.) No fear or worry at all.

∆ Peter is also a lot more gentle with you. If you two were rough housing he would make sure not to hurt you to the best of his ability.

Hell, he always tries to catch you if you slip up. He is used to pain if all the band aids and bandages mean anything.

∆ You once saw them and immediately had to promise him that you wouldn't tell anyone about them. He has tried to hide them as best as he could from you.

∆ A teacher once pulled him aside and asked him about them, it only ended with Peter not talking to anyone (with you as the exception, of course.)

Since then he always glared at the teacher, not letting them come close to you and screaming & cursing when he got pulled aside.

∆ A teacher once pulled him aside and asked him about them, it only ended with Peter not talking to anyone (with you as the exception, of course.)

Since then he always glared at the teacher, not letting them come close to you and screaming & cursing when he got pulled aside.

"Puppy? Are you ok?"

"I'm fine (Y/n), the teacher is just a meanie! Because of him mom is even more angry at me! I didn't do anything, he was the one who called those weird service people. "

"Oh, that's not nice, hmm…Want to come over today? My parents are making (F/f), we can share a plate if you want?"

"Sure, I would love to…(Y/n)?...Thank you for being my friend."

You feel like you're missing something important. But he would have told you if something was wrong…Right?

∆ Another well known thing about Peter is that he hates to share. Be it toys, snacks, pens and his most valuable treasure, his best friend, (Y/n).

(A lot of kids ended up getting bitten after they tried to pull you away from him.)

∆ You were surprised when he told you that he never celebrated his birthday. So like a good friend you threw him a "party".

It was mostly just your stuffed animals, you and him. Your parents helped you make a few cupcakes, one of them had a candle and was the birthday cake replacement.

The gift was a kiss to his cheek, he tried to push you away lightly. But didn't protest any other way.

"Your cheeks are red, puppy."

"Shut up…"

∆ Peter visited you almost daily, using homework as an excuse to hang out with you. It got to the point where your family expects him to be there.

This of course led to many sleepovers since you often wanted to keep playing with him. And since his mother never complained or called him back home, he was allowed to stay.

∆ He actually started to pick up stuff from you/your family. Do you live in a household whose first language isn't English? Well, he will pick up some words!

(Might even develop a little accent, unbeknownst to him if you have one/ he interacts with your family.)

Do you stim (flapping, random noises, bouncing, ect?)He will just smile and stim with you if you want. If he ever notices that someone tries to stop your stimming he will turn into a protective puppy.

Your family's mannerisms? He already picked them up after the third sleepover, trust me.

∆ Speaking of sleepovers, sleeping in the same bed was normal for you guys. You liked to hug and cuddle with him, especially if he wakes up from a nightmare.

∆ At this stage his love is more of a Puppy love, he is also a little protective of you (since you're his only friend & safe space) but this all changed when he got to his teen years.

∆ High school starts and with it his Emo phase. You always carry a camera or phone with you to take a pic (black mail) of him.

∆ If someone dares to even joke about bullying you (or keeping their eyes on you for a bit too long.) They can say goodbye to their teeth. This of course has earned him the nicknames "Mad Dog", "Guarding beast" & "Bloodhound" (mostly because you still call him 'Puppy'.)

∆ He will walk you to any of your classes and carry your bag, he will also pick you up when it's lunch time.

"It's because of the lunch you brought me, the school has shit food…Also, I don't wanna stay in line." You don't comment on his flushed cheeks.

∆ Tries to act tough, but the second you start to show any signs of being nervous, scared or even sad he will apologize. (And if you allow it, he will also hug you.)

∆ You guys have a whole mountain of notebooks with your commentary of the class you were in together.

And some "Best of Moments" notebooks for when you two aren't in the same class. Most of them turned into inside jokes.

∆ After a few months he realized that his crush towards you wasn't going away. He was head over heels for you and so he decided to tell you.

[Choose Platonic or Romantic Route here]

Platonic Route

∆ If you reject his confession he will accept it and continue being your friend. Though you might have to remind him to be less touchy.

∆ He will play nice but the second you get a partner his jealousy will go wild.

∆ Glaring at your partner, always whispering concerns about them to you and what he heard from others. Any mistake your partner makes will be held above his head by Peter.

∆ He will try anything to get you two to break up, you're his best friend and crush after all. While he accepts that you rejected him, he knows you will come around sooner or later.

After all he knows you best, people like your partner don't deserve you. They don't love you like he does.

∆ You two get into fights more often but it only takes a few days to forgive each other. Your guys longest fight was a week.

It only lasted this long since Peter was forced to attend some sort of family gathering. He looked exhausted.

(You swore you saw some new scars on his arms.)

∆ What you never knew was that he blamed these fights on your partner. Giving him more reasons to kill them or frame them for cheating on you.

∆ He will also try to rile up your partner so they insult or attack him. He, of course, only does this when you aren't there.

So the second he gets insulted or injured he plays the simple "Protective/Worried friend" card.

He has an easy time manipulating you. After all, you two knew each other for so long. He memorized everything that you hated. What made you uncomfortable.

But most importantly were your rants, where you revealed everything that made you angry/annoyed at your partner. It was his personal jackpot.

"I just don't get them! They call you a creep and a pervert! They even called you a stalker once, like I would know if you were one!

God, they just don't get it that we always spent time together! And they always get so pissed at me, I never complain when they hang out with their friends! Hell one of them is straight up flirting with them and they let it happen…"

"(Y/n)?"

"...What if he's really cheating on me, I mean…One or two rumours can be false but there are so many and you wouldn't lie to me right?"

"Of course not, I hate lying. Especially towards you but hey how about you talk with him about it? If you want I can be there for moral support!"

"You're the best, puppy." You hugged him, not seeing the wide, sharp toothed grin that spread across his face.

He always knew how to get you to believe him.

∆ "I don't want them to break your heart, (Y/n). I am worried about you…You're important to me. I just don't want to see you hurt. Ever."

∆ He knows that he has to be patient, sooner or later he will get you. Even if he has to take you by force.

Romantic Route

∆ If you accept his confession he will be overjoyed. He will pick you up and twirl you around, holding you tightly to his chest before showering your face in kisses.

∆ Will either give you one of his spiky bracelets or get something so you two match.

He was tempted to buy a leather jacket so that you could wear it. Only returning it when it lost the smell of him.

∆ If you thought he was already a bit overprotective then hold onto something. His protectiveness went through the roof the second you accepted him.

∆ If anyone tries to flirt with you they will personally get to know every wall in the entire school. And that is on good days, on bad days they just…disappear.

∆ He will bring you two thornless roses weekly. Reminding you that his heart only belongs to you. He will also give you small gifts and love letters if he sees you struggling in any form.

∆ Man is a blessing when you're on your period. The second you mentioned it he has a plan already forming in his mind.

He's gonna bring you any snacks you want, chocolate, pain meds and pads if you need them. Anything you crave he will get, no second of hesitation.

Cuddles wrapped in a blanket are also on the plan. He also purrs to sooth you whenever the cramps get bad.

∆ Peter always suffered from nightmares which kept him up at night. Normally he would take a walk around the park.

But since you started dating each other, he used these extra hours to plan out dates (& your future together.)

The only times he can sleep through the night is when he is next to you. Holding you, smelling your scent and just knowing that you were safe in his arms.

Knowing that you were his.

∆ If you ever get grounded for some reason or need him to come over, he will gladly climb through your window.

He also has a copy of your key, that he only uses for emergencies.

"Hey, Puppy?"

"Hmm?"

"How did you get in here? I didn't hear any windows opening…"

"Ah, I think your parents forgot to close one haha, I got through it. But don't worry I closed, we don't want anyone to disturb us, darling~"

∆ You're never truly alone, he is always there by your side…Or somewhere in the shadows.

#yb peter #your boyfriend #your boyfriend game #x reader #peter imagines #your boyfriend peter #your boyfriend visual novel

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Misery Business pt. I

Imagine moving in with the Molina's after an incident back home. Instead of being angry, you realize this is your second chance to be truly happy and you really hope it goes better than your first attempt.

Words: 6.1K Author's Note: I'm a sucker for three idiot ghost boys which is why I'm back, only in this imagine everyone is alive. Yes that includes Rose Molina as well :) Soulmate!AU too so have fun with that. FYI, Y/N will be "musically talented" but since I can't write music to save my life then "Y/N's music" will come from a little band that goes by the name of Paramore and by James Arthur.

Julie and three of her best guy friends are in the family studio outside, writing and jamming and just having the time of their life. Alex, Reggie, and Luke are about two years older than Julie, but the boys overlooked the teeny tiny age gap because her killer voice was exactly what their band was missing. The entire high school knew exactly who the boys of Sunset Curve were so they were all surprised when they took sophomore Julie Molina under their wing and rebranded their band.

Julie's family was very supportive of her music, especially her mother Rose, and she let Julie and the boys use her studio whenever they wanted so long as they all kept up their grades. They're usually left alone when Julie and Luke are in writing mode, so it's a bit of a surprise to see Ray and Rose entering the studio.

Alex is the first to notice them, nudging Reggie and gesturing to Mr. and Mrs. Molina, and then Reggie tosses a pillow at Luke's head to get his attention. Luke's rather rude remark is on the tip of his tongue, but his eyes widen upon seeing Julie's parents.

"Jules. Julie!" He hisses. "Your mom and dad are here."

"Hmm. What?" Julie finally looks away from her journal, her eyes widening before a beaming smile breaks out. "Mami! Papi. What brings you two here?"

"Hey mija," Ray says. "Can we talk real quick?"

"Of course!"

She glances at the boys and they're quick to start packing up, but Ray gestures for them to stay put. "It's okay, boys. You can stay for this."

Rose smiles. "After all, you are family too."

Every time Rose or Ray mention that the boys are family, they can't help but smile goofily. None of the boys have the type of relationship with their parents that Julie has with hers, so they're all grateful the Molina's accept them as if they were a Molina as well. Julie smiles as the boys, who are all practically older brothers to her, gather around her and Luke to hear what's going on.

On his way further into the studio, Ray grabs a chair for Rose and she takes a seat while Ray stands behind her, gripping the back of her chair. "Okay," he exhales a little roughly, "so you know the drama your cousin went through a few months ago?"

Julie frowns. "Yeah."

"Well it seems Y/N isn't doing so well," Rose says. "Your tía thinks a change of location is what's best for her."

"Y/N wants to move here?"

"Well not exactly," Ray says. "Y/N doesn't know. If we agree to take her in, then Y/N will be told of her relocation."

Julie nods, looking thoughtful. "Okay."

"Okay?" Ray muses. "What does okay mean?"

"Well I'm assuming you're only telling me because you never make a big decision without seeing what me and Carlos think," Julie says and then smiles brightly. "I love Y/N. Carlos loves Y/N, so I know he already voted yes."

Rose chuckles. "He did. I believe his words were I will throw down for Y/N any day of the week. Bring her home."

Julie snorts. "Of course he did." Then after glancing between her mom and dad, she nods with a gentler smile. "Whatever she needs. I'll even decorate the guest bedroom for her."

"That's nice, mija." Ray then looks over the boys, eyes settling on Reggie. "No flirting."

"I- what?"

"No flirting!"

Luke and Alex snort as Reggie gasps in mock outrage, but everyone knows Reggie is the one to flirt first and ask questions later. Ray and Rose laugh as they ready to leave the studio, Rose walking over to kiss her daughter on the temple before disappearing after her husband.

As soon as the teenagers are left alone, the boys whirl on Julie.

"So who's Y/N?" Alex asks, smiling innocently.

"And what was the drama a few months ago?" Luke wonders.

Julie glances between all three boys before sighing. "I'm only telling you this because it's highly likely she'll be coming soon." She has their full attention. "Y/N is my older cousin. Last year she met her soulmate."

"Aww," Alex coos.

"Or so we thought."

His smile immediately falls. "Oh."

Julie cringes. "Yeah. Apparently some new transfer student at her school liked my cousin so much that he decided he wanted to be her one and only. Really creepy dude," she says. "So somehow he figured out what her words were and made sure those were the first words he spoke to her." Their eyes widen. "When she spoke to him in return, he memorized the words and had them tattooed on. Then he refused to let her see the words, under the guise that they were in a private spot she couldn't see until they got to know each other better, until they healed."

"What the hell," Luke breathes. "That such a-"

"Dick move," Reggie mutters.

Alex nods in agreement. "Yeah. What they said."

Julie smiles sadly at her friends. "She was with him for a year before he met his real soulmate and then he tried to juggle them both. Y/N was really torn up about it."

"Who wouldn't be?" Alex says. "That is so messed up."

"It is. But if there's one thing I know about my cousin it's that she doesn't want people to tiptoe around her." Julie grins then. "So be yourselves like you are with me, just don't flirt with her."

Alex stares down his two guy best friends until they huff and nod in agreement. "I think they can handle that."

Stepping out of the Uber in front of your tío's house, you're grateful you stopped being annoyed with your mom for making you move long enough to accept the money she transferred into your bank account. The ride from the airport to the Molina household wasn't exactly a cheap one and you regretted not letting your family pick you up when you saw what you owed.

But now you're here, one duffel bag hanging from your shoulder and a medium-sized suitcase sitting by your feet. You only have a moment to take it all in before the front door is opening, and your tío and tía are exiting the house to greet you.

"You're here!" Rose smiles and is quick to pull you into a hug. "How was your flight?"

"Decent. Just a little turbulence. I might have barfed. Twice."

Rose and Ray laugh, and then Ray's tugging you into a hug of his own. "We're so glad to have you, mija. Julie and her friends have just about finished with your room. They're really excited to have you here."

"And I'm excited to be here." Pulling out of the hug, you're met with two identical expressions that practically say Are you really?. "Well now I am." All three of you chuckle. "I was a little upset at the short notice, but I'm totally over it. I am a little tired though, so yeah."

"Oh. Of course. Just head on up, mija. You know where the guest bedroom is," Rose says. "Ray and I need to go get some groceries for tonight. Does arroz con pollo sound good?"

You groan quietly. "It sounds fantastic. My mom could never quite make it like you do."

Ray laughs. "Well my sister is not the cook she claims to be. Now go on. Rest up and we'll see you for dinner."

As Ray and Rose take their leave, you grab your suitcase and drag it inside behind you. You can hear laughter coming from upstairs so that's where you head towards, and you're not surprised to see Julie, Flynn, and who appears to be Julie's bandmate Alex tacking up some fairy lights and draping them across your headboard. The bedroom, which was usually bare except for the bed and dresser, has many of your personal things scattered about that had been shipped a little over a week ago now. However the sheer black curtains, the maroon comforter bed set, and the lights they're hanging up are all new.

"A-hem." You clear your throat, smiling when all three teens freeze and turn towards you. "Are you guys seriously having fun without me?" The blonde boy grins as the two girls squeal, you dropping your duffel bag next to your suitcase just as Julie and Flynn launch themselves at you. Your arms are spread wide as they wrap themselves around you and you bring your own arms down around their shoulders to squeeze them in return. "Did you girls miss me?"

"Uh duh!" Flynn is the first to retort.

Julie pulls back just enough to look you in the face. "We're going to have so much fun."

"So much." You can't help but chuckle, your attention then sliding to the quiet blonde. "Alex, right?"

He smiles. "Yeah. Hi. It's nice to meet you."

"You too, man. I keep up with the band on Youtube and can I just say that you absolutely kill it on the drums? I mean holy shit. You're awesome!"

Alex blushes as Julie points at him. "See! Own your awesomeness. My cousin thinks you're cool, therefore you are cool."

Both girls finally release you, Flynn stumbling back to sit on the edge of what is now your bed. Julie stays right where she's at, arm wrapped around your waist as you both stare at her bandmate. You nod and smile at him. "You really are. We definitely need to jam some time."

Alex seems to perk up then. "Y-You're into music too?"

Flynn snorts. "The Molina's are all freakishly talented. I'm almost jealous."

You roll your eyes fondly at Flynn. "Shush. You're talented in other areas." Then looking at Alex, you grin. "I sing and write. Not as amazing as Julie, of course, but I can hold my own. I like to perform-"

"Just not in front of an audience," Julie muses.

"-and just let go. The rush of it all feels good." You turn to pout at your cousin. "And yeah, not in front of an audience of strangers." You stare at Alex once more. "Friends and family is fine, just not like a legit stage. I'll projectile vomit like that one girl in Pitch Perfect." All three teens snort, that movie having been popular with all of them.

Alex then grins. "We'll definitely have to jam then once you're settled in."

A brief moment of silence descends upon the room, but Flynn is not having it. She claps her hands once, garnering everyone's attention. "So before we get comfortable, lets address the elephant in the room." You groan as she smiles broadly. "How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine, guys."

"Really? Your sudden move states otherwise."

"Flynn!" Julie scolds. Alex seems to freeze, his gaze darting between you and Flynn.

Flynn grimaces as she seems to think she's crossed a line, but you merely roll your eyes. "What exactly did my mom tell your dad?" You turn to ask Julie.

"Um," she gulps and fidgets in place. "I was just told that you weren't doing so good after everything that happened."

You snort. "Seriously?" Julie nods and you chuckle, shaking your head. "Guys, I'm fine. Honestly! I got over the heartbreak like a week after it happened and then I was just pissed off. But my friends helped me realize some things and I'm good now."

"But then why did your mom say you weren't?" Julie wonders.

"I love my mom, but she's a moron," you say. You drag Julie over to your bed, kicking off your shoes along the way and crawl to sit against the headboard. Julie does the same and you gesture for Alex to join Flynn at the foot of your bed. He does, smiling to be included. Once everyone's settled, you say, "So Jerry, who was the guy pretending to be my soulmate," you explain for Flynn and Alex, "has been trying to get in contact with me ever since I blocked him on everything I could. A couple weeks ago while I was out partying with some friends, Jerry and his soulmate were at the same party I was at. I didn't notice them, but they noticed me and they somehow managed to come up with the idea that I was stalking them."

"What a bitch," Flynn immediately blurts. Alex nods along with her.

"Anyway, Jerry's soulmate confronted me and I was completely blindsided by how angry she was with me. I mean, Jerry's the one who tricked me! Not the other way around." You shake your head in annoyance. "She made some hella stupid accusations and she threw a punch."

Julie gasps. "She didn't!?"

"She did. Now I'm not stupid, so I let her hit me a couple of times before I took my first swing. Fortunately for me, she clawed me," you pull your shirt down to show them three marks just above your cleavage, "and she was arrested when the cops got there. After giving my statement and getting statements from the witnesses, they determined I acted in self defense and let me go home. Mom took the little altercation as me spiraling and acting out, so she shipped me off."

"Jesus," Julie sighs. "That's messed up."

"It really is. But oh well. What happened, happened, and now I get to live with my favorite people."

All four of you laugh before Alex gestures towards your chest, sobering up some. "I have some cream that you can use so it'll fade the scars. My soulmate likes to skateboard and he gets pretty banged up every now and then so I keep a stash of that stuff for him."

You smile fondly at him. "Yes, please. The first time my real soulmate sees the girls," you shimmy your chest just the slightest, "I don't want him to see my battle wounds."

Julie swats you with the back of your hand and you laugh at her exasperated expression as the other two break down into giggles.

Lounging around in your room, you ask Julie about her other two bandmates but Alex tells you they had family obligations they couldn't get out of. Carlos gets dropped off by his friend's mom and he joyously jumps onto the middle of the bed when he realizes you're finally there. So that's how Ray and Rose find the five of you, laughing and joking in your new room before dinner is ready and making plans to hang out the following day when everyone could meet up.

After explaining to your tío and tía the real reasoning your mother had you sent away, it was like a weight was lifted off their shoulders and they were more at ease in your presence. You laughed at their sheepishness, at how they thought they had a rightfully heartbroken teenager on their hands with no clue how to ease said heartache. But when all was said and done, everyone seemed to be themselves around you.

Alex had shown up that afternoon, soulmate in tow, and immediately you asked to play with Willie's hair. Both boys had laughed, Willie agreed and readily sat on the floor between your knees as Julie and Alex Facetimed Flynn about any upcoming open mic nights they could book. Willie had a box of random hair supplies in his lap and you saw how he kept running his fingers over a feather and some small silver hoops. Without even asking him, you grabbed a couple of silver hoops, a feather, and set them aside. You had him tilt his head and he did so without questions, closing his eyes as you started to part and section the hair on the right side of his head. Alex smiled every time he looked over at the two of you and you happily gave Willie three thin braids about five inches long before letting the rest of his hair hang loose. The two outer braids had the silver hoops clipped in and the braid in the middle held the feather you had braided in with a thin leather cord. When you were finished and then combed out Willie's hair one last time, you told him you were done and had to bite back a laugh at the way Alex gulped. Willie eagerly went to check himself out in the mirror, beaming at his reflection before turning around and pulling you into a hug.

While your tío Ray and tía Rose worked, and Carlos spent time at his friend's house, you and Julie ordered in some pizza for yourselves, Alex, and Willie. They had no plans at all for the day so the four of you went out to Rose's studio garage when Flynn finally showed up.

Flynn has the bright idea to do karaoke, pulling out the equipment and setting up a laptop Julie had in the studio for this occasion.

Flynn killed it on Nicki Minaj's Starships, you and Julie sang Mamma Mia and were joined by a very enthusiastic Alex. Willie absolutely refused to sing, but that was okay because he knew the choreography for Backstreet Boys Everybody and you eagerly pulled him up to dance with yourself and Julie. Tío Ray and Tía Rose showed up with Carlos in tow, and you and Julie laughed joyously as her parents sang through Journey's Don't Stop Believin'.

Everyone was laughing and having a good time, but as the sun was going down the parental figures went inside to talk through dinner ideas and clean up a little.

You ask Julie if she has any originals you have yet to hear, but as she goes to go grab a journal Alex speaks up. "What about you? You said you wrote, right? I need to hear an original."

"I, uh, sure." You shrug. You turn towards Julie, eyeing the laptop. "Are my instrumentals still on there?"

She grins. "Yeah. Can I choose?"

"Go for it." You get up to go see which song of yours she's going to choose, smiling softly when you see her choice. Alex is practically bouncing in his seat, Willie is shaking his head at him in fond amusement, and Flynn looks torn between recording with her phone. When you nod at her, she beams and gets ready to hit record on her phone.

"So before Julie hits play, I just want you guys to know I wrote this song while I was Jerry. He absolutely loathed it when he first heard it because he thought I was singing about someone else." You huff a laugh. "The song was honestly about a couple on a TV show I got fixated on, but he didn't believe me. So anyway, I might be a little rusty, but Julie loves it so here goes nothing.

Julie hits play. The violin starts and you smirk when you see Alex's eyebrows raise. Then the drums, guitar, and bass kick in and his eyes widen just as his jaw drops when your attitude completely changes.

"I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top. She's got a body like an hourglass, it's ticking like a clock. It's a matter of time before we all run out. When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth."

You keep singing, singing to Julie, but then it goes silent before the chorus kicks in and you find yourself back to back with your cousin as she joins you. "Woah, it was never my intention to brag. To steal it all away from you now. But God, does it feel so good 'cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could, then you know you would 'cause God, it just feels so.. It just feels so good."

Willie whoops and you laugh your way through the next few lines, rocking your shoulders and even throwing in a couple of head bangs for good measure.

But then the music quiets just so and you face the boys. "I watched his wildest dreams come true and not one of them involving you. Just watch my wildest dreams come true. Not one of them involving.." You head bang now, twisting your head back and forth so your hair wildly flips back and forth. Julie plays the air guitar and you're laughing, having made yourself dizzy in the process. But then as one particular part comes up, you sidle up to Julie's side, your face just inches from the side of her own face as she stares forward. "Woah I never meant to brag, but I got him where I want him now."

Your chest aches from putting your all into your own song, sweat beading at your hairline as you jump around dancing. You're exhausted by the end of the song, but it's well worth it to see Alex's gobsmacked expression.

The studio falls silent, but it's Willie and Flynn who jump to their feet. Their utter amazement and joyfulness makes you a little sheepish, but then Alex is standing to his feet. "Holy shit."

"Right?" Julie cackles. "I've been begging her to play live with us for one song, but she won't."

"Are you frickin' kidding me?!" The new voice has your head snapping in it's direction, the boy in a leather jacket and red flannel wrapped around his waist staring at you in wonder. "What is it with you Molina's and your musical talents?"

Your face flames at his praise, eyes then darting to the boy with shaggy hair and a sleeveless shirt gaping at you. You chuckle nervously and Julie wraps an arm around your shoulders, grinning as she introduces you. "And here we have Reggie and Luke. Guys, this is my cousin Y/N."

"Dude, will you marry me?" Luke's words make everyone laugh out loud, but you freeze.

Julie, having felt you tense up, stares at you. "Y/N? Are you-"

But you cut her off, eyes solely on Luke as you say, "Bro, don't call me dude." Your mocking tone makes Flynn snort.

Not only is it Luke's turn to freeze, but so do Alex and Reggie. Their eyes widen as they stare between you and Luke, your heart beating triple when you realize just who this is.

"Oh my god," Alex mutters.

"Oh my god!" Reggie exclaims, smile instantly beaming.

"OH MY GOD!" Julie shouts, arm tightening around your shoulder. "Did he just- did you just say.." You nod, your breathing becoming a little erratic. Julie notices and turns you so she grips you by the shoulders and you're staring directly into her face. "Hey, it's okay. You're fine. Luke's one of the good ones."

You gulp. "I- it's not that," you murmur. "But he said.. and I need to see-"

Before you can finish, the presence of said boy is right next to you and Julie. You startle at his appearance, but then he's holding out his arm between you and your cousin and you glance down to see the words that have been stamped into his skin since the day of his birth. There on the space just below the crease of his elbow are the words bro, don't call me dude.

You laugh, a little wetly, but no one dares to call you out on it. Instead, you turn and lift your shirt so he can see his own words stamped on your ribs. A faint touch has you flinching away and giggling, and Julie snorts as you pout at Luke who seems to realize you're ticklish.

"OH MY GOD! YOU GUYS ARE SOULMATES!" Flynn shouts. "THIS IS SO COOL!"

And just like that the tension is broken, everyone laughing and cheering. You're having trouble holding Luke's gaze, his crinkled eyes and swoon-worthy smile making you want to reach out and hug him. So when you see his fingers twitch and tap out a beat against his leg before he clenches his fists closed, you cave and pull him into a hug. He hesitates a moment before he sighs, wrapping his arms tightly around you in return.

"Hey. ¿Qué está pasando? (What's going on?) Rose wonders. Apparently the cheering had caught tía Rose and tío Ray's attention.

You and Luke break apart, but your arms remain touching as you both stare at Julie's parents like you'd been caught doing something wrong. And since the two of you can't seem to form words, Julie giggles before filling them in. "Luke and Y/N are soulmates. They said each other's words."

Ray and Rose immediately look at you in shock, and you can feel your face heating up. Slowly, you smile at your tía's concerned expression and immediately she's beaming as she makes a beeline for you. "Mija! That's wonderful news." You laugh as she hugs you and then laugh even harder when you see your tío Ray clamp a hand down on Luke's shoulder. Then releasing you and turning towards Luke, tía Rose smiles as she opens her arms wide before moving in to hug him. "I'm happy for you too, mijo. Welcome to the family." Then pulling back, she says, "Not that you weren't already part of the family, but you know."

Luke chuckles, ears turning red. "Thanks, Mrs. Molina."

"Well this is a cause for celebration," Ray says. "Anyone feeling up to pasta?" Julie, Flynn, and Reggie all whoop in unison. "You going to join us, Willie?"

Willie, never usually around for long periods of time with Julie's family, is surprised to be invited. Alex beams at his soulmate and Willie knows he can't say no. "Sure, Mr. Molina. Thanks for the invite."

"Great," Rose smiles. "Well now that that's settled, I'm going to go make a reservation so we don't give the hostess a stroke when we all walk in. Everyone has two hours before we leave."

Tía Rose and tío Ray congratulate you and Luke one last time before they take their leave. Everyone follows after them, excitingly talking outfit choices, but Reggie remains by the opened doors smiling between you and Luke. A second later, Alex returns and marches a reluctant Reggie away.

Now that it's just you and Luke, the two of you laugh nervously.

"So.."

"So.." You both laugh nervously again and then you're groaning. "This is so weird, but like I'm also really excited."

Luke loses some of his nerves and his shoulders slump. "Really? You're excited?"

"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?"

He turns sheepish then, averting his gaze as he shoves his hands into the front of his jean's pockets. "Julie might have explained the shitty thing your ex did and yeah. I would understand if you weren't stoked to meet me on your second day here."

He's so genuine in his explanation that you can't help but mentally swoon at this boy before you. You're not sure where the sudden confidence comes from, but you're grateful for it when you step closer and take his face in the palm of your hands so he's staring right at you. "Okay one, my mother didn't properly explain why she moved me here. I'll fill you in later, but I'm telling you right now it's not because I'm heartbroken or anything. And two, I am stoked to meet you. You wanna know why?" Luke can only nod as he pays close attention and you grin at him. "Because the moment realization sunk in, everything just felt.. it felt-"

"Right?" He asks, voice low.

You nod. "It felt right. There was no uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach, there was just elation. Like I found something I didn't know I was looking for until you uttered the words etched on my ribs."

Luke slowly smiles and you let your hands fall to your sides, leaning in and quickly kissing his cheek. "Now come on. We need to get ready for tonight."

His cheeks turn red almost immediately, but you don't say anything as you grab his arm and drag his hand from his pocket. Then clasping his hand within your own, you drag him out of the studio and up towards the house.

Dinner was quite the affair, everyone pushing you and Luke next to one another at the table and cooing over how adorable you two were. Even his parents, Emily and Mitch, had been invited along and everyone smiled throughout the entire dinner. The table was quite loud, but not a single customer nearby or the waitresses could blame you when Reggie loudly explained that they were celebrating newly found soulmates. There was even applause that had you and Luke turning red in the face and then trying to aim a kick at Reggie's shin under the table. Unfortunately, Alex took the brunt of both kicks.

When the weekend was over, Luke and the boys stood by your side on your first day of school. The band had quite the following and those fangirls of theirs were not impressed to see you and Luke hand-in-hand. It was a bit daunting navigating the hallways with a majority of the school's population looking down their nose at you, but then Julie, Flynn, and surprisingly Carrie Wilson (your cousin's arch-nemesis) came to your aide. You understood Julie and Flynn's protectiveness, but Carrie's was a shock and she merely flipped her hair over her shoulder while giving the excuse that no one should be shit on just because they found their soulmate. The girls were stunned, but shrugged it off and let Carrie do what Carrie wanted to do.

Tía Rose and tío Ray saw a lot more of Luke at their home, but didn't put up any fuss. The only thing they asked was that if they were alone in the room, then the bedroom door was to remain open at all times. And not wanting to disappoint them, you and Luke abided by their rules. Because being with Luke.. it was the complete opposite than being with Jerry. There were no nerves, no second guessing, and no jealousy. You were happy to be with Luke and vice versa, and either of you could go out with friends with no twenty questions about who you were going with and where (Jerry seriously did a number on you).

You became Julie and the Phantoms number one fan, alongside Willie and Flynn, and sat up in the loft with Willie while the band rehearsed downstairs. The times you did go downstairs after rehearsals and Luke bounded over to you like an eager puppy, you had to fight the urge to chuck something at Reggie and Julie when they cooed over how cute you were together.

Luckily for you, Luke wasn't into PDA other than hand holding or hugs. But it still didn't stop your friends from mockingly groaning for you to get a room when Luke would hug you from behind and stay there with his chin hooked over your shoulder.

Today is one of the rare days the band left Luke alone so he could spend the time with you, but you're stuck doing Algebra II homework and Luke is going through one of your old writing journals for abandoned lyrics to give him inspiration.

You've been stuck on the same problem for what feels like twenty minutes when you hear Luke sharply inhale. You glance up at him, watching him read through something that's clearly caught his attention. You can't help but grin at his look of concentration and then his expression falls and your heart suddenly aches.

Luke glances up and you gulp. "What's this?"

"What's what?"

He glances back down at the journal in his hands before looking at you once more. "Something titled Train Wreck. It looks like a completed song."

Your expression completely goes lax then. "Oh. That's, uh, I wrote that a while back when my mom and dad were going through their divorce." You close the math book in your lap and hesitantly meet Luke's gaze. "That was not a fun time for all involved. My mind was kind of.. messed up back then."

Luke gulps. "I don't want to seem inconsiderate of what clearly was a dark time for you, but this- this is really good, Y/N. Do you have a melody for it?"

You huff a laugh, shaking your head in fond amusement. Only Luke would be this invested in a song. "I do. I think it's on the laptop in a password protected file.."

His eyes light up. "Can I hear it? You don't have to, I just-"

"It's fine." You get up, heading over to the laptop and powering it up to find what you need. After a bit of searching, you find it and open it up. Letting the melody play, you look up at Luke. "I won't sing the whole thing, but I'll sing a portion of it."

He eagerly nods. "I'll take anything."

You smile at him, nervously taking a seat on a crate in the middle of the room. He finds another crate and places it close to you, wanting to be as close as possible. You close your eyes, smiling, and let the melody wash over you as the lyrics come back to you in a flash. Your heart beat is beating double, but you inhale deeply and let it out slowly.

Losing yourself to the music, you mouth the lyrics to yourself until letting your voice ring out. "Underneath our bad blood, we've still got a sanctum. Home, still a home, still a home here. It's not too late to build it back 'cause a one in a million chance is still a chance, still a chance and I would take those odds."

You open your eyes, chest aching as all those feelings from so long ago come rushing back and make your voice just that much stronger. "Unbreak the broken, unsay these spoken words. Find hope in the hopeless, pull me out of the train wreck." Luke grabs your hand and you squeeze it for all your worth as you keep looking forward. "Unburn the ashes, unchain the reactions now. I'm not ready to die, not yet. Pull me out of the train wreck. Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out."

You meet Luke's gaze then, a little surprised to see his eyes red rimmed and teary through your own blurry vision. "You can say what you like, don't say I wouldn't die for it. I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God, be my help, be a Savior who can-"

Your voice cracks on the next word and Luke tugs on your hand, pulling you into a hug. A sob escapes your throat as you cling to Luke, but you quickly stifle it against his shoulder. As the melody plays out, you press your forehead to his shoulder before pushing back and sniffling. "I, uh, I'm sorry about that. Everything came rushing back and I-"

"Don't apologize." Luke catches your face in the palm of his hands, thumbs brushing away your tears before his lips press against your forehead. The action is so soft that your expression crumples momentarily, but you quickly mask it when Luke pulls back to catch your gaze. "That was amazing, Y/N! So amazing. And I'm sorry it brought up bad memories, but.. wow."

You huff a laugh, pulling back so you aren't hunched over. Luke, however, refuses to stop touching you and catches your hands within his own. "I should have guessed you'd be easily impressed."

"For you? Always."

You shake your head, grinning. "You're so freakin' cheesy, Luke Patterson."

He chuckles and again you're hit with a sudden boost of confidence that you lean forward, one hand finding the back of his neck so you can bring him to meet you halfway in a kiss. He smiles against your mouth, but the smile quickly falls the second you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. Unfortunately, just as the tip of your tongue flicks against his bottom lip, you're interrupted.

"Can we come in now?" Reggie's voice rings out. "I really wanna give Y/N a hug after hearing that song."

"Reggie!" Julie scolds.

You and Luke pull apart laughing. You both straighten up and look towards the door just in time to see Reggie rubbing at the back of his head as he walks in with Alex and Julie behind him. Hand in hand, you and Luke stand up and chuckle at Reggie's put out expression.

Had you known that having a soulmate felt exactly as you feel right now, you would have known something was definitely up back home with Jerry. And though you will always hate your ex for tricking you the way he did, there's an ounce of gratefulness for the misery he put you through because had he not then you wouldn't have moved and met your true soulmate.

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

Half-Blood Star Masterlist

Chapter 7

Warnings: abandonment, talk of abuse, tough talks about the future

AN: This is sad. I'm sorry.

Song: Night Changes by One Direction

Time moved far too fast for our liking. Sirius and Severus had quickly convinced me to add guitarist to my list of titles in the band and I agreed as we had no other choice. Before we knew it, we were back on the train home. Sirius and I headed into the closest empty compartment to wait for Severus. Having been talked into another end of the year bash by Dumbledore, Sirius and I were trying our best to stay awake. Just as Sirius fell asleep, Severus showed up.

"Hi." I mumbled out as he took a seat next to me.

"Hi." he kissed my temple. "You look tired." I nodded as I leaned my head against his shoulder. "How long did it take for him to just pass out?"

"He fell asleep just before you came in." Severus rested his head against mine.

"Well you two deserved it. After last night's show I wouldn't expect any less." I hummed as I curled into him more. "It's alright. I won't keep you up any longer. I'll wake the two of you when we pull in to Kings' Cross." Turning slightly so I was laying against him, I let myself fall asleep. In what felt like no time at all, I was being gently shaken awake.

"Here already?" I grumbled out as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Severus nodded and helped me stand up. Taking our trunks, we got off the train and looked around for my dad. "My dad is picking us up this year right?" Severus squeezed my hand when he realized that his mom had just entered the platform.

"What's that all about?" he muttered as we crossed over to her. The ride back was quiet. When we reached Corkworth, she passed my house and went right to Severus'. We shared a look before he leaned forward, his hand searching for mine across the seat. "Mum? You didn't drop off (Y/N)." Her eyes met his in the rearview mirror.

"We're not taking them home. They are going to stay with us for a bit. Their father too." She answered. I gulped and Severus squeezed my hand. "And we need to talk. To the both of you. It's better if we wait until we get there." Five minutes later, we pulled up to Spinner's End. Although we hadn't discussed telling our parents about our relationship, Severus would not let go of my hand as we walked into the house.

"Dad?" My father stood up as we entered the house, leaving our trunks by the door. "What's going on?" He hugged me and smiled at Severus before tugging me into the kitchen. I looked over my shoulder and saw Severus giving me an equally confused look as his mother led him to sit on the couch.

"I have some bad news to tell you (Y/N). Well maybe it isn't as bad as I'm making it out to be." He took my hands in his and squeezed. "Your mother has left us. As you know, she was against magic from the beginning and with two wizards in the family...well it was just too much for her. She made me wait until you came back from Hogwarts to tell you. Said she didn't want to ruin what could be a good year for you." I looked at my father in shock. I knew that my mother hadn't always approved of magic nor had she ever really liked me going to Hogwarts. But to get so fed up with it that she would leave? That was shocking.

"And she's not coming back?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "At all?" My father shook his head.

"I know this is a shock but....it's for the best. We'll have a little more money. You won't have to listen about arguments anymore. You will be able to do your schoolwork at the house. Severus can come over. You can practice your music. It'll be better." I nodded slowly at the news. Then something my father said hit me.

"Severus can't come over." I looked up at him, feeling dull and empty except for the flicker of light that came from thinking of Severus. "His father..." My dad shook his head. He hesitated for a minute before looking at the closed door between the front room and the kitchen.

"Perhaps Severus should be the one to tell you." He muttered before reaching up and brushing some of my hair off my forehead. He was about to say something else when the sound of a slamming door stopped him. "Go to him." My father gently pulled me up and started to push me through the door. "And (Y/N)?" I turned towards him, having started to open the door. "The two of you deserve each other. You make each other happy. Don't lose that. Whatever happens. Whatever comes your way. Don't lose that happiness." I smiled at him and nodded. I gave his mother a small smile as I left the house, knowing exactly where I would find him.

While my safe spot was the clearing in the middle of the forest surrounding the neighborhood, his was the pasture with the little creek running through it. I took off in that direction and thought over what had just happened. My mother was gone. Never to return. Walked out of my life without so much as a word to me about what was going on. Without so much as a good bye. Or have a nice life. I bit my lip, conflicting feelings about the whole situation bubbling up every so often. I saw Severus come into view. I carefully made my way up to him and took a spot next to him at the fence surrounding the edge of the pasture.

"You ok Sev?" I put my hand on his back to let him know I was there. He shook his head and stared out. "What happened?"

"My father left." His voice was flat and I could tell he was feeling the same conflict that I was. I wrapped my arms around his bicep and leaned my head against his shoulder. "He's not coming back. Got fed up with the magic. Couldn't beat it out of us so he just gave up." Sighing, he turned towards me. "What about you? What did your dad want to talk to you about?"

"My mom left. Same reason. Magic." It was my turn to sigh. Severus kissed the top of my head. "What are we going to do Sev?" There was another sigh and he looked at me.

"We carry on. Life just got a little bit better. And with everything that is happening at Hogwarts, maybe we just found something we can actually control. We're free. For once in our lives, we're free." I looked at him.

"But we're still going to count the days until we go back. You know that. And what happens when we are done Severus? What happens to us? Are we going to be like our parents?" He shook his head.

"No we won't. We won't end up like our parents. There's no way." He kissed me gently before pulling away. "Magic will never come between us. Never. With or without magic, I love you. I always have and I always will." I looked at him in shock. Severus seemed to realize what he had just said. "I should...." I pulled him in and kissed him with everything I had.

"I love you too Sev. With or without magic." I promised as he kissed me again.

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