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complcatedfreak · 4 years

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we’re soulmates.

in which y/n and peter's class go to MOMA and they discover a big secret.

part one part two

A/N: this is a soulmate au series, which will contain both endgame and infinity war spoilers. however, this part is when they begin. Parts after this will ignore the canon.

Mj: ice cream date tonight??

Ned: I’ll ask but I don’t think it’ll be a problem

Peter: what time? it depends bc of the stark internship

Y/N: i can go :)

Peter’s smile faltered a bit when Y/N said she could go. Something inside of Peter just wanted to be around her. For the first time since he’d discovered his powers, he considered taking a day off. It was only for a brief moment before he remembered the entire city of New York is probably more important than getting ice cream with a girl he met two days ago. Just probably. Plus, he still got to see her in school and would be able to text all weekend without it being weird, you know, because of the whole groupchat thing. Peter had come to really enjoy texting Y/N. She was funny and always had an appropriate meme for whatever they were discussing. She fit right in with himself, Ned and Mj. It was nice to have her around.

Y/N was happy when Mj sent the ice cream date text to the entire groupchat, rather than the individual message Y/N had woken up to. It was originally supposed to be a ‘get to know you’ hangout session so that the girls of the group could bond, but both ladies quickly agreed it would be more fun if everyone was there. It’d be a nice way for all four of them to relax into a dynamic that worked outside of school. Plus, it would allow for Y/N to get comfortable enough for her to ask to join their group for the class field trip to MOMA that was coming up in a next week. It had only been about a week since she met them, but there was something interesting about each one of them, and it only made Y/N want to continue being around them.

The school day was about as easy as it gets for Peter. It being a Friday meant the teachers wanted to relax just as much as the students did. Maybe even more, considering it was a long weekend. Most of his day was spent trying to catch up on the novel they were reading in English and trying to keep up with the mass flood of text messages from the groupchat. Peter kept thinking about how well Y/N seemed to easily filter into their little nerd group. He was happy to have her there, but something seemed off. A pretty girl like her who’s also funny would never usually pick the three least cool kids in school to hang out with, but here she was. He was grateful she chose them. “What’cha thinking about?” Mj cheerfully interrupted his thought process, while also pulling his eyes away from the pages of the book he was supposed to be reading. “I don’t know how to explain it,” Peter answered, shocking himself. He has never been this open with Mj. “Well, Parker, I’ll listen to whatever first-world problem you have going on for a little bit,” Mj said with a fake smile plastered on her face. Honestly, Peter wanted to tell someone about it, even if it was Mj’s ridiculously sarcastic self. “Mj,” Peter started, wondering how to approach this subject, “my initials match someone’s name, they even had a line through them.” Mj’s face lit up, “PETER WHAT?” She exclaimed, drawing the eyes of everyone in his last period class. “Shut up!” Peter shushed, “It’s not a definite thing, I don’t know her middle name, but the first and last names work out and I’m scared because I kinda like her already, but I’m scared.” Peter was talking way too fast, but it seemed as though Mj understood. “Is it Y/N?” she whispered. Peter’s face immediately went red, “n-no,” Mj smirked as the bell rang, “Whatever, Parker.” “This is the last time I’m telling you anything!” Peter called as she disappeared out of the classroom door.

MJ: y/n you’re joining our MOMA group right

Y/N: is that okay? i don’t wanna intrude

MJ: i mean ur name is already on the sign-up list with is

MJ: *us

Ned: I did that :)

MJ: oh okay im excited for you to join

Why wasn’t Peter answering? After waiting for two hours after MJ’s last text, Y/N began to get insecure about joining the group because she didn’t have his approval. What if he didn’t want her around? What if he didn’t like her? Suddenly feeling very small, Y/n tossed her phone to the other side of her bed, deciding to catch up on her reading for English. She had been lost for the rest of the last unit with the whole transferring schools thing, so she didn’t want to fall behind this time. A few hours passed and she hopped between reading her novel and digging through food in the fridge. She knew she was eating out of nerves and boredom, but hey, what’s a few calories when your potential soulmate may hate you?

Peter quietly closed his bedroom window and quickly pulled off his mask. He didn’t necessarily have to be secretive anymore but walking through the front door in his spidey suit wasn’t something he wanted to risk. Stripping out of the rest of the suit, he made his way to the bathroom. He pulled out his phone to connect to the speaker in the bathroom and noticed the missed texts from the “peter “i drop chemicals because i cant do math” parker” groupchat. Y/N’s joining their MOMA group. Y/N’s joining their MOMA group! Y/N’S JOINING THEIR MOMA GROUP! He fist bumped the air, instantly feeling ten times more excited for the field trip next week. Maybe this would be his chance to find out if her middle name started with the second letter on his wrist. Peter hopes it does. Truthfully, Peter really hopes Y/N is his soulmate. He really likes her.

The weekend flew by for Y/N. Peter finally answered in the groupchat and was equally as excited that she was joining as everyone else. Besides that, it was full of homework and studying. The group did meet up for ice cream on Monday, since they were off, but Peter had to leave early, due to an internship he had with Tony Stark. Y/N liked that he was dedicated to things, as well as the fact that he was intelligent enough to be working for THE Tony Stark. Y/N has decided she really, really likes him. He’s funny, cute and smart? How could she not? He’s also really kind, which Y/N learned while they were out getting ice cream and she dropped hers. Peter instantly offered her his, as well as offered to pay for a new for her. Y/N was too shy to ever let either of those things happen, so she bought herself a new one, but even just the small gesture had her heart fluttering. So, once they got back in school on Tuesday, Y/N felt very comfortable with Peter. They hung out during homeroom, walked to classes together, and hung out at lunch. Y/N thinks Peter even tried to hold her hand because she felt his hand brush hers when they were standing together in the lunch line. She wasn’t sure, though.

To say Peter was distracted when he went out as Spider-Man after school would be an understatement. Of course, he still did his job and did it right, he just did it while recalling every moment he spent with Y/N. He knew it was becoming redundant, but he couldn’t help but to give Happy the run-down about his new updates with his potential soulmate. Happy was annoyed, but Peter thought he detected a small hint of fondness behind his tone. When he got home, Peter had the best sleep of his life. The next morning, he got up, got dressed and ran to Del-Mar’s to make sure he had something to eat on the trip. Then, he made his way to the school to check-in and find his group.

“PARKERRRR,” Ned yelled down the hallway, making both Y/N and Mj jump. Mj turned towards Peter, waved and then flipped him off. Y/N laughed, shooting him a little wave with a smile. “Aren’t you two gonna get hot?” Mj asked, gesturing to Peter’s jacket and the flannel Y/N had thrown over her shirt. “No!” Peter said very defensively. “It makes my outfit cuter,” Y/N pouted. Ned laughed, rolling his eyes at his friends.

Soon, they were all sat in their seats on the bus. Y/N and Mj were across the aisle from Peter and Ned, due to the ‘boys can’t sit with girls’ the bus-driver had instilled. Y/N happily shared her headphones with Mj, showing her new songs as her head rested against the bus window. It was a very short, comfortable bus ride and before they knew it, they were inside of New York’s Museum of Modern Art. Each group broke off, allowing the teenagers to see what they wanted to. Mj and Ned were very adamant about Elle Pérez’s Diablo exhibit, so the group headed there first. Due to their enthusiasm, Ned and Mj strayed ahead of Y/N and Peter, giving them a chance to chat. It was mindless chatter; pointing out pieces they liked along the way, pointing at some creature in the works and saying “it’s you” to each other, things like that. Nothing important.

Until they got to their final exhibit. Peter mindlessly rolled up his sleeve. Mj was right, he was getting hot, and he was too comfortable to remember he was supposed to be hiding his wrist. It was fine for about five minutes, before Y/N let out a gasp. Mj, Ned and Peter turned around to face her. Peter cocked his head, “Are you okay?” Y/N answered quickly: “Can I talk to you?”. Before Peter could even answer she was grabbing the wrist that had her initials across them and dragging him away from their friends, leaving Ned and Mj with confused stares.

“What’s going on?” Peter asked once Y/N freed him from her grip. “Peter,” Y/N’s eyes were wide, as if she was putting on a puppy-face, “my initials are on your wrist. I think yours are on mine.” She tugged the sleeve of her flannel up, showing Peter the crossed-off “PBP” that went across it. Peter broke out into a huge smile, reaching up to run his fingers across the letters. He stared at her wrist for a second before looking her in her eyes, “We’re soulmates.” Y/N nodded at his statement, pulling him in for a hug.

It was time for the ride home. Peter let go of Y/N’s hand for the first time since they had their revelation when it was time to get on the bus. They texted through most of the ride, until Y/N’s phone died. Peter sat and played games on his for a while.

Peter felt the hairs on his arm stand up (the one with Y/N’s initials on it), and immediately looked away from his phone. His eyes landed on the spiral ship behind the bus. He was immediately grateful that he brought his suit, scanning over the bus full of his classmates. His eyes lingered on his soulmate, who met his gaze. She flashed him a smile of reassurance before turning to look back out of the window. Peter tapped Ned, “I need you to cause a distraction.” Ned was panicked before his eyes landed on the ship, “oh shit. WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE!” Everyone on the bus began to panic, causing the chaos Peter needed to escape. He waited until Y/N had moved from the seat across the aisle to join the crowd in the back of the bus to web out of it, prepared to help the city, and the avengers, with whatever it needed.

#not edited!!!!!#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker au #peter imagine #peter parker imagine #peter parker imagines #spider-man #spiderman #spider-man imagine #marvel x reader #marvel imagine #Marvel x Y/N

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galvanizedfriend · 5 years

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Can you do a sneek peak for wells always have new orleans? The last chapter ended in a really good moment, Im so excited!!

Ok, this isn’t the beginning of the next chapter because that will take some rewriting before I can update, so I have a little bit sort of in the middle. It has no Klaus, it’s just Caroline struggling with being back in the real world. I hope you like it!

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We’ll Always Have New Orleans Chapter 12 Sneak-Peek

Planning a prom she was certain she'd missed is both heartwarming and bittersweet. She's glad she'll get a second chance at this, it's an important milestone she'd been preparing for since her first day of high school. There will be a hundred other people there, but it's her prom more than anyone else's, it doesn't matter what anyone says. And yet... Nothing erases from her mind that she's already had a prom, and it was faultless. It's impossible not to compare. What had seemed to be absolutely perfect before is now just so... Bland. Outdated and dull.

The other people on the prom committee thought she was dead when she didn't show up for the meeting - the day before or a week ago, depending on the point of view. They ask her a thousand times if she's ok, want to know why she's suddenly so indifferent when she had been so full of energy and ideas two days before. How can she explain to these poor mortal souls that her life has so drastically changed in the space of a single day? The world has spun out of its axis, ripped itself into pieces and stitched itself back together, spinning a little different than before, right under their noses, and they have no idea. They don't know shit. No one does. Not even her friends. The only person who'd be able to look at her and understand is the one person she cannot come anywhere near to because He is not our friend.

After a whole day of this at school, of having people looking at her like she's being a bitch for no reason, Caroline decides that she's had enough of it. So she does the one thing she's guaranteed to succeed at: she takes the helm of the ship again and starts planning a prom for the ages.

Her thoughts are screaming in her head and she's far from being ok, but this is the kind of thing she can do braindead, so that's a relief. Her colleagues look at her like she's completely lost it when she shows up at their next meeting with a huge binder filled with ideas. "I think we need a theme," she says.

"Why?" Dana asks, arms crossed over her chest. "Our theme is thank God we're out of this goddamn town."

Caroline rolls her eyes at her. "You're so narrow-minded sometimes, Dana. Don't you want to leave a mark? Even if you never set foot in Mystic Falls again - which, by the way, I doubt it - don't you want to know that you'll be remembered? We should have a prom that will set the bar for every class that comes after ours. Not just your regular dance at the gymnasium. I want big. I want epic." Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she paces around and explains her vision. In her mind, all she sees is the courtyard of a certain compound in New Orleans, filled with flowers and fairy lights. That's what she has to beat. Her real prom has to be greater than the fake one, otherwise she'll never get over that warm, inconvenient feeling in her chest every time she remembers New Orleans. "Pictures of You."

"What?" Alice Fell asks, frowning.

"Pictures of You," Caroline echoes in a clipped tone, like she's talking to an audience of hearing-impaired people. "It's the theme. We'll have photographs of everyone in our class. It can be social media photos or from the school archives, from our previous dances and charities and the football matches and cheerleading competitions. I'll talk to Mrs. Anders and ask for her help with that. And we can have them all displayed on the outside, like forming a path to the prom, you know? Reminding us of everything that we went through to get there."

"You mean like in the hallway outside the gym?" Alice asks.

"Oh, no. Forget the gym. We're moving this party elsewhere. I think I have just the place. Right by the woods. The city council used to hold some meetings there, I remember going on a lot of events with my mom. I think I can get them to let us use it for free. It'll be gorgeous."

"Ok," Dana drawls. "And who's going to get all that done? Gather the photographs, have them printed -"

"Not printed. Are you kidding me? This is the 21st century, Dana. We need screens. Big ones."

Dana scoffs, exchanges a weird glance with Alice. "Are you drunk, Caroline? Prom is this Friday. How the hell are we supposed to have all this done in just a few days?"

"Yeah, and we've pretty much butchered our entire budget on the prom you don't wanna have anymore. How are we going to afford screens?" Alice adds.

Caroline sighs and very calmly puts down her binder. She looks at her colleagues, the ones seeming too shocked to produce an opinion, and Dana and Alice, who are frankly testing her patience and begging her to break her no compelling colleagues unless it's a life or death situation rule. She puts on her best I know you're struggling, but I'm going to say this in a way you can understand smile and says, "Have you met me, Dana?"

#yokan answers #anon #yokan writes #sneak peek #we'll always have new orleans #klaroline

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Things I’m Loving Friday #263

Hello, hello! Happy Friday to all of you!

How was your week? I know last week was the first official week of 2019 but this week felt like the real return to normalcy after the holiday season. Chase clearly caught wind of the fact that Christmas is over because he said — ahem, whined — “I want it to be Christmas again. I don’t like all of the other days.” Granted Chase said this when he was in a serious mood (both hungry and tired) and caught sight of someone taking down their Christmas lights as we were driving, but still… I get it. Apparently the post-holiday blues are genetic.

Despite the fact that the holiday season is over, we had a pretty good week over here! I was personally very ready to get back into the swing of things and, since Chase was back in preschool and Ryder napped pretty well, I had a little more time to blog (see my bazillon-word post about sleep training after the 4 month sleep regression) and our house no longer looks like a complete disaster. All wins!

Do you guys have any plans for the weekend? We don’t have too much on the agenda and the weather looks like it will be a bit cloudy and rainy, so I’m hoping to figure something out to get out of the house at some point. We’re also planning another family movie night after having so much fun watching The Lion King together last weekend. I’m kind of hoping movie nights become more and more of a thing around here now that Chase is a bit older and more into movies the whole family enjoys (Disney!) rather than just little kid stuff. I was worried cuddles would stop once Chase became a bit older but thankfully he’s all about getting “cozy, cozy” under big blankets and cuddling up with me, Dad, Baby Ryder and Sadie for movie night!

Aaand now that I rambled on a little too long in the intro of today’s post, let’s hop right into the real reason you’re probably here: Things I’m Loving Friday fun!!

Things I’m Loving Friday

Nine Perfect Strangers by Liane Moriarty

I am a big-time fan of Liane Moriarty’s books and, with the exception of one, I’ve enjoyed all of them. (If you’ve never read any of her books, my favorites are The Husband’s Secret, Big Little Lies and What Alice Forgot — and I’d recommend all of them over Nine Perfect Strangers as well.) I pre-ordered Nine Perfect Strangers when I saw she had a new novel coming out and couldn’t wait to read it! In true Liane Moriarty fashion, her latest novel had me laughing out loud and flying through the pages as the story unfolded.

The book takes place at Tranquillum House, a remote luxury health resort, and follows the nine guests attending the resort for a 10-day retreat. Right off the bat, the guests can tell the Tranquillum House is different. Between the “noble silence” — a period of time where talking and even eye contact is forbidden — to the middle-of-the-night meditations, Frances Welty, a former best-selling romance novelist, is unsure whether she should stay or leave, a conundrum that seems to perplex nearly every guest, despite the fact that they’re all intrigued, if not captivated, by the owner of the resort from her stunning physique to her unconventional (and illegal) approaches to healing.

I enjoyed the book enough to recommend it but it’s actually one of Liane Moriarty’s novels that I would say gets progressively worse as you continue reading rather than more intense, exciting and intriguing. The story is entertaining and her characters are well-developed and interesting but as the plot unfolds it becomes less and less believable and a little too out-there for my personal preferences. While I can say I liked the book, it wasn’t my favorite and I’d point you to some of Liane Moriarty’s previous novels instead if you haven’t read them yet.

Also, while we’re chatting about books, right before Christmas, I also read Michelle Obama’s memoir, Becoming, which I enjoyed and it made me want to dive into more memoirs/autobiographies, so if you’ve read any you recommend, please let me know! And if you’re looking for a good one, Andre Agassi’s Open is still my all-time favorite and I promise you don’t have to be a tennis super-fan to love it.

Letterpress Wedding Poem

One of the Christmas presents I was most excited to give to Ryan this year was a letterpress version of the poem we read to each other at our wedding. Since we were finishing up our living room update, we both wanted to give each other gifts we could use in that room since the color palate changed from beige/brown to blue/gray/white. We wanted to fill the built-in bookshelves with items that matched the updated room and I turned to Minted to create a personalized gift I thought would look nice on one of the shelves.

I opted for a framed letterpress version of our favorite poem and love the way it turned out! I was able to customize everything from the words and text to the color of the ink (frost) and the frame (brushed silver). I wanted to share this gift idea here just in case you happen to be thinking ahead to Valentine’s Day and might want to surprise a loved one with a quote or poem or something of the sort in a way that would let you view words that mean something to you every day.

Instax Mini Camera from Kim and Carol

Early in December, I had an incredibly kind blog reader, Kim, reach out to me offering to send Chase a bright red Instax Mini camera after she read about his love for taking pictures on the blog. Her email was so sweet not only because of her generous offer but also because she wanted to send me her mother’s camera, an Instax Mini camera she held onto after her mother’s passing last summer.

She knew her mom, Carol, would love for a little boy to enjoy her camera and kindly offered to send it to Chase. The way she talked about her mother moved me and filled my heart up because I could feel the love Kim and Carol shared through the way Kim wrote about her mother and the pictures she sent my way of her mom with her family. Kim’s thoughtful gesture truly touched me and every time Chase takes a picture with Carol’s camera, I hope that somehow it makes both Kim and Carol smile.

I actually just ordered Chase a little $8 album (blue, of course) for his Instax Mini photos because he’s been keeping them in a “special place” and I thought he might enjoy having an album of the pictures he’s taken since he has a bunch from over Christmas, a friend’s birthday pajama party and random around-the-house photos.

Makeup Brush Cleaning Pad

My mom is the queen of quality stocking stuffers! This makeup brush cleaning pad was in my Christmas stocking this year and clearly my mom knew I desperately needed to clean all of my makeup brushes. Confession: I’m not sure I’ve ever cleaned them and if I can it’s been so long I can’t remember the last time I did it. Is that horrifying or what!?

Anyway, I made it a point to clean all of my makeup brushes with castile soap and this cleaning pad this week and feel like my face should glow like a newborn baby’s now that my brushes are all clean of dirt and pore-clogging grossness. Even if that doesn’t happen, I do feel a lot better knowing I’m using brushes that are actually clean for the first time in years.

Friday Flashbacks

High Protein Frozen Mint Hot Chocolate (This one has a 4.7-star average rating from 20+ reviews and is such a great way to satisfy a raging sweet tooth in a healthy way!)

Butternut Squash Grain Bowl (One of my all-time favorite meatless meals and it makes fantastic leftovers for lunch!)

Question of the Day

What is one thing making you smile this week?

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#health #fitness

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