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specialagentlokitty · 5 months

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Beckett x teen!reader - makeshift family

Beckett x teen reader is her next door neighbor prompt 12 - @witchreporter 💜

12: “I got you something.” “Really?!”

You heard the sound of your apartment door open and you grabbed your baseball bat, slowly setting your console controller down.

“Don’t even think about it.”

You tossed it aside and grinned, jumping around and faced the entrance to your living room.

“Detective!”

Beckett laughed a little, walking over to you.

“Hey, I heard you left school early so I came to pick you up come let’s go.”

“Where we going?” You asked.

“Well, I have to finish some paperwork, and while I’m doing that we’re going to talk about why you left school early, then go and get something to eat.”

“I’m not getting out of this am I?”

Beckett shook her head, gesturing towards the door.

“Nope, let’s go kid.”

“Ugh!”

You got up, turning your tv and everything else off, making your way to the door.

“Detective?”

“Yes?”

She stopped in the doorway to look at you.

“I have a parents evening next week, will you go?” You asked.

Beckett nodded her head.

“Yeah, sure. If you want me to.”

You nodded a little.

“Yeah, I’ve never been to one and I kinda wanna go. And I wanna see what my teachers have to say about me.”

Beckett laughed slightly, placing a hand on your head to guide you out of the apartment so she could lock the door for you before handing you your keys.

You ran down the steps, jumping down a few of them.

“Hey! I’m not taking you to the hospital if you get hurt!”

“You’re my legal guardian you have to!”

“I’m your non legal guardian!” She called back.

You grinned, running to her car, jumping in the front and Beckett shook her head as she got into the drivers side.

“Behave at the precinct.”

“I’ll be as good as gold.” You grinned.

“That means no pranks, you leave the guys alone and no running away like last time, I really don’t want to deal with Gates on my ass about you running riot all over the precinct.”

You pouted a little, slumping in your chair.

“Okay…”

Beckett smiled, patting your shoulder.

“Sorry kid.”

Getting to the precinct, you jumped into the elevator, jumping slightly while it was moving.

“(Y/N).” Beckett warned.

You grinned a little, going to run out of the elevator when Beckett grabbed the back of your jacket, holding you in place.

She began to walk, still holding into your jacket while you walked in front of her.

“I’m going to get a set of toddler reins for you.” She said.

Beckett walked over to her desk, sitting you down in a chair and she handed you some papers.

“One of your teachers dropped these off for you.”

“I don’t like homework.”

“Yet you’re going to sit there and do it, otherwise I’m taking your Xbox again.”

“No! Come on!” You whined.

“Tough love kid.”

You pouted, leaning over her desk as you began to work on your homework.

“I need to go out, but Ryan and Esposito will be here.”

“That’s cool.”

Beckett set a cup down in front of you, and she ruffled your hair a little bit.

“No trouble, okay?”

You looked at her.

“Promise.”

“I’m trusting you!”

With that Beckett left, and you picked up your homework, wondering over to another desk and setting it down.

“Ryan!” You yelled.

The man jumped, nearly dropping his cup.

“Jeez (Y/N), I thought Beckett said no trouble.”

“That’s not trouble, I need help.”

“With what?”

You gestured to your homework and he picked it up.

“Sorry kiddo, I don’t know Spanish, Espo is your best shot.”

“Where is he?”

“Try the break room.”

You nodded, taking the papers over the the break room, rolling them up along the way and you smacked the detective in the back.

“Dude seriously?”

Esposito turned around and you grinned a little at him holding the papers up.

“Spanish? Thought you dropped that class last year.”

“Yeah they won’t let me, will you help me?”

“Yeah, sit down.”

You sat down and Esposito went through your homework with you, explain the words, how to say them and what they meant.

While you were doing that, Castle walked in.

Of course your recognised him but you hadn’t fully met him yet, it wasn’t often you were taken to the precinct, so you had no way of meeting him.

“You never said you had a kid!” Castle gasped.

“Not my kid.” Esposito said.

“Ryan? He seems a bit young to have a teenager.”

“And I don’t?”

You snickered a little, checking over your homework.

“(Y/N)!”

“Crap..”

You picked up your papers and grinned at Esposito.

“Thanks!”

With that you wondered away, heading over to Beckett with your homework.

“Will you stop beating my detectives?”

“Nah.”

You handed her your papers and she handed you a shopping bag.

Sitting at her desk, you put the snacks and drinks on the desk and began to eat.

“Good job. I’ll let your teachers know tomorrow you’ve done them, but next week we’re having a meeting with them about this behaviour of yours.”

You nodded a little bit.

“Beckett has a kid!”

“I don’t have a kid!” Beckett yelled back.

You looked up to see Castle, Ryan and Esposito walking over.

“Then who’s that, because that’s a kid.”

“This is a kid who’s gonna throw a pen at your bigass forehead if you call me a kid again.”

“(Y/N)!”

“Sorry detective…”

She smirked a little bit, and sat down on a chair next to you, taking one of your snacks for herself.

“This is (Y/N), my neighbour, (Y/N), this is Richard Castle, you’re not going to throw anything at him.”

“So, you stole your neighbours kid?” Castle asked.

“No.” Beckett sighed.

“So… do their parents know you’ve stolen their kid? Do I need to call the police?”

You glared at him a little, and you got up, grabbing some snacks and a can of pop and made your way out of the room.

“(Y/N) don’t go!” Beckett called.

“Castle you’re an idiot!” Esposito hissed.

“What?! What did I do?!”

Beckett sighed, running a hand down her face.

“Castle family is a touchy subject for (Y/N), they’ve been living on their own for years in that apartment. I just look after them, get shopping for them that kind of stuff.”

“Oh…”

Beckett gave him a look and she packed everything back into the plastic bag and stood up.

“I know you didn’t mean it, I’ll go talk to them.”

Beckett made her way back into your apartment, and you were sitting on the couch playing games again, this time with headphones on.

Beckett set the bag in the kitchen and went back to her own apartment next door before coming back over.

Grabbing the nerf gun by the door, she fired it at you, watching as the rubber bullet bounced off the back of your head.

“Damnit detective.”

You pulled your headphones down, and she grinned as she walked over.

Beckett sat in the table in front of you.

“I want you to know Castle didn’t mean what he said.”

“It’s fine, he didn’t know. It’s just.. a touchy subject…”

“I know kiddo, I know. I also know it’s hard on you.”

“I’m fine by myself, plus I’ve got you. It doesn’t really matter does it? I know you care about me, that’s all that matters.” You grinned.

Beckett laughed a little bit.

“Course I care about you, I’ve watch you grow from just some kid living alone to a near adult navigating life.”

You smiled at her, and she muted your tv.

“I got you something.”

You sat forward with with an excited look on your face.

“Really?!”

Beckett pulled a neatly wrapped box from behind her back.

You looked at her and the box and she gently nodded her head.

“Go ahead, it’s for you.”

You took it, trying to figuring out how to unwrap it, and after a few minutes of struggling you held it out to her.

“Sorry, I forgot you hate wrapping paper.” She laughed.

Beckett tore the paper for you and handed it back, and you saw a photo frame of you and her from a trip you took to the mountains a few months before.

Under it was a game you had been wanting for weeks.

“Woah…”

You set the game, looking to at the photo.

“I thought it was lost…”

“No, we managed to recover it.”

Setting the photo down you leant forward and you hugged her tightly.

Beckett smiled a bit, hugging you back gently.

“Thanks Beckett..”

“Of course, I know it’s not much.”

“No! It’s perfect!”

Beckett smiled, watching you set the photo on the table and you put the game into the console, handing her an extra controller.

Did she know how to play games? No. But even if she sucked at it was worth it to spend some time with you and help you forget how much you hated spending the holidays alone

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eleventhdoctorsangel · 4 years

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The devil within

Summary: Summer time is supposed to be fun and worried free right? Not when you live in Derry. The capital of kids going missing. But what could cause all these kids to go missing? I think it has something to do with the clown I keep seeing.

It was about 2:30 in the morning before Henry and I fell asleep. Then it was close to 9 until we woke up. When I woke up I noticed that Henry had his arm around me. “Are you feeling any better today Henry?” I asked him. “I’m still a bit sore is all” Henry said as he took his arm off of me and sat up. “I can go get you some medicine if you want any.” I said. “It’s okay I know what it is.” Henry said getting up from my bed. I got up and walked out of my room to go get something to drink. Henry followed behind me. We both walked into kitchen as Henry went to go get some medicine I got him something to drink. “Does Belch know you’re here so he knows to come here to pick you up so you four can do god knows what today?” I asked sitting down at my family’s island. “Yeah I texted him last night. He should be here soon. Are you going to hang out with those losers today?” Henry asked. “I might or I might just hang around my house today I haven’t decided.” I said. “You can always hang out with us.” Henry said. “And have Patrick feel me up. Now I love you, Belch and Vic but Patrick pushes it.” I said. Henry let out a laugh. “Yeah I guess you’re right. Tell you’re folks I said thank for letting me stay the night.” Henry said. “They said that you to keep saying thank you. They would let you stay anytime and you know that.” I said. “I know. I just.” Henry said. “You just like it better at my house than your own.” I said. Henry looked at me and sadly nodded. “You know if want wanted to stay here permanently my parents would be more than happy to go to court to become your legal guardians.” I said. “I know but I don’t know what my dad will do.” Henry said. “Well if the judge grants my parent’s custody there’s nothing he can do.” I said. “I’ll think about it.” Henry said. “Okay and we don’t have to mention this to my parents until you make up your mind if you want.” I said. “Yeah I would like that.” Henry said as the sound of horn rang out. “I guess that would be Belch.” I said. “Yeah that’s him. I’ll see you later y/n.” Henry said as he came over and gave me a hug. “See you later Henry.” I said hugging him back. I watch as Henry pulled away from the hug and made his way out of my house. When I heard the door close I let out a sigh. I grabbed my drink from off the island as I got up from my seat and from seat and made my way back to my room get changed. As I was getting changed I heard my phone start to ring. I rushed over to see who it was. It was Stan. I unplug it from the charger bring it up to my ear as I answered it. “Hey Stan what’s up?” I asked. “I just wanted to make sure you are still coming?” Stan asked. ‘Yeah sure. Just let me finish getting ready. Where did you want to meet?” I asked. “I’ll just swing by your place.” Stan said. “Sounds good just head this way in ten minutes.” I said. “Alright see you soon Y/n.” Stan said. “See you later.” I said as I hung up.

I quickly finished getting ready so once Stan got here when go just go meet with Bill, Richie, Eddie. Since I was almost ready when Stan called I quickly got a small backpack with some first aid stuff and other stuff like that in case I need to help with any of the guys. I also put some water bottles in my bag but that time I heard a knock at my door. “Coming!” I yelled. I put my backpack on as I put my phone in my back pocket on my shorts as I went to answer the door even though I already knew it was Stan. When I opened the door I saw that Stan was waiting on me. “You ready?” Stan asked. “Yeah. Where are we meeting the others?” I asked. “They want us to meet them at Eddie’s house.” Stan said. “Alright as long as we don’t have to go in his house I’m all for it.” I said. “What you don’t you think you and Eddie are meant to be.” Stan said. “Oh very funny I don’t know why she’s trying to make me and Eddie to become a thing.” I said. “Honestly you’re guest is as good as mine. But you seem to be the only girl she seems to like hanging around Eddie. Which I don’t know you’re as bad as Richie maybe worse.” Stan said. I flipped him off. “Are we going to go or what.” I said starting to walk off my porch. “Yeah let’s go.” Stan said following me.

I got on Stan’s bike behind him putting my hands on his shoulders as he started to pedal to Eddie’s house. I didn’t have a buke of my own and haven’t for a while I preferred to walk or run. But when I was hanging out with the guys I usually rode with Stan or Bill. Neither of the two mind. I think that they are just waiting for me to get my license so I could drive them. Richie though would be the only one to just straight out admits it. The others say that it’s not the main reason but I know and I’m not upset at it. Anyways the ride to get to Eddie’s house from mine was only about five minutes. When we pulled up Richie, Eddie and Bill were on their bikes waiting for us. “It’s about time the two of you showed up.” Richie said. “Oh shut up. We’re here aren’t we?” I asked. “Yeah and we have been waiting for hours.” Richie said. “Oh have you now?” I asked. “Yes we have.” Richie said. “Cut the bullshit Richie how long have you guys really been waiting?” I asked. “Maybe five minutes maybe less.” Eddie said. “Thank you Eddie now can we go.” I said. The other three boys nodded and then we started to ride the bike through Derry to go check the sewers for Georgie. I knew that we weren’t going to find anything but I didn’t dare to say anything like that in front of Bill. Because he was so sure that Georgie was just going to show back up. But I have seen enough criminal minds and crime show to know if a kid isn’t found in the first 24 hours that it was never a good sign and Georgie has been missing for almost ten months so odd are he’s dead.

We stopped near one of the many entrances to the sewer. I hopped off of Stan bike as he got the kick stand down. Richie and Bill started to walk into the sewer while Stan, Eddie and I waited outside of the entrance. I could overhear Stan asking Eddie if something was poison ivy. “I don’t know I guess.” Eddie said. “That’s poison ivy. And that’s poison ivy. And that’s poison ivy.” Stan said as he pointed to every plant he saw and none of them were poison ivy. “Where? Where’s the poison ivy?” Eddie asked slightly freaking out. “Nowhere. Not every fucking plant is poison ivy Stanley.” Richie said. “Yeah Stan I told my dad that we were going to be around this area and if there was poison ivy around here he would have told me for us not to be around here. “What exactly did you tell him?” Richie asked. “Just that we might go to the quarry.” I said shrugging. “Okay I’m starting to get itchy now and I’m pretty sure this is not good for my.” Eddie said. “Do you use the same bathroom as your mother?” Richie asked. “Sometimes yeah.” Eddie said. “Then you probably have crabs.” Richie said. “That’s so not funny.” Eddie said. Richie turned to look at the three of us. “Aren’t you guys coming in?” Richie asked. “Well I wasn’t given much of a notice that we were coming to the sewers or else I would have worn my boots and not my vans. I don’t want them to smell like shit tipping off my dad to where we really where so I’m passing.” I said. “Uh-uh. It’s greywater.” Eddie said motioning to the water. “What the hell’s greywater?” Richie asked. It’s basically piss and shit. So I’m just telling you- you guys are splashing around in millions of gallons of Derry pee. So.” Eddie said as he started to go off. Richie then grabbed a stick swishing it around the water that bringing it up to his nose to smell it. “Are you serious? What are you.” Eddie said. “Doesn’t smell like caca to me senor.” Richie said in a bad Spanish accent. “Okay I can smell that from here.” Eddie said. “It’s probably just your breath wafting back into your face.” Richie said. “Have you ever heard of a staph infection?” Eddie asked losing it. “Oh I’ll show you a staff infection.” Richie said motioning the stick towards Eddie. “That is so unsanitary. You’re literally. This is literally like swimming inside a toilet bowl right now. Have you ever heard of Listeria?” Eddie said as Richie had picked up a pair of shorts with the stick and threw them at Eddie. Which made Eddie scream as he dodged them. “Are you retarded? You’re the reason we’re in this position right now.” Eddie said. “Guys!” Bill yelled shutting Eddie up as he turned around. I saw that he now had a shoe in his hand. “Shit. Don’t tell me that’s.” Stan said. “No. Georgie wore galoshes.” Bill said as Richie walked forward to Bill to see who’s shoe it was. “Who’s sneaker is it?” Eddie asked. “It’s Betty Ripsom’s.” Richie said. “Oh shit. Oh god. Oh fuck! I don’t like this.” Eddie said. “How do you think Betty feels? Running around these tunnels with only one frickin shoe?” Richie said as he started hopping on one foot. Then he saw that none of us were laughing with him. “What if she’s still here?” Stan asked. Bill and Richie turned around as they started to walk further into the sewers. “Eddie come on!” Richie said. “My mom will have an aneurysm if she finds out the we’re playing down here. I’m serious. Bill?” Eddie said. “If.. If I was Betty Ripsom I would want us to find me. Georgie too.” Bill said. Now I was debating on if want wanted to go in now or not. “What if I don’t want to find them? I mean no offense Bill but I don’t want to end up like.. I don’t want to go missing either.” Eddie said. Eddie came closer to saying Georgie but he had stopped himself. “He has a point.” Stan said. “You too?” Bill asked. “It’s summer. We’re supposed to be having fun. This isn’t fun. This is scary and disgusting.” Stan said as something large splashed in the water behind making us all jump. I looked behind us to see Ben from school. He was soaked to the bone and bleeding. “Holy shit! What happened to you?” Richie asked as he and Bill walked out of the sewer. He looked over to us and the look he gave just asked for us to help him. “Stan Eddie help him to this rock.” I said as I pointed to a rock big enough of him to sit on. As Stan and Eddie went to go help him I went over kneel down in front of the rock as I took off my backpack and started to take out the stuff I brought.

As Stan and Eddie helped Ben sit down on the rock I put my hair up in a ponytail. I gave him some medicine and one of the water bottles. Ben took them from me. I took another one of the water bottles and poured some on a piece of gauze. I started to clean his bloody nose. “So what happened?” I asked as I started to clean the other small cuts on his face. “I ran into Henry.” Ben said. “Got it. Did he just give you a bloody nose?” I said knowing that I would have to talk to him about this later. “Um no.” Ben said as he looked down. “What else?” I asked. Ben lifts his shirt to show that Henry had craved an H into his stomach. I could hear the other boys wince. I started to looked through my stuff. I noticed that I was out of rubbing alcohol so I could clean it. “We need to take him into town so I can go get some more rubbing alcohol so I can get this. “You heard the lady gentleman let’s go.” Richie said. “Don’t worry Ben I’ll get you fixed up and this will stay just between the six of us alright.” I said as I put my stuff in my backpack.

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crimefightingspiderguy · 4 years

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love bug

Part III to the series, i want you to want me.

Summary: An introduction to Peter and (Y/N)’s school life.

Warnings: I guess spoilers for Spider-Man: Homecoming? But if you haven’t seen that yet, get to it hop along.

Pairings: Peter Parker x best friend!reader

Word count: 1,735

A/N: Hope y’all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

The next morning you met Peter at the bus stop in between both of your apartments, like you’ve done everyday since your guardians trusted you to go to school without them. You carried the Mantecados, which were still fresh smelling and making your mouth water. Peter carried the poster board, having taken it back to his place to study his part of the public speaking portion of the project.

“Hey there loser” You smiled as you approached Peter. He returned your smile quickly and looked back at his phone, texting away. “Hey, who you texting this early in the morning?”

“I’m trying to get ahold of Happy, Mr. Starks head of security. I wanna see if they have another assignment for me.”

“Already? I mean you did JUST get back from freaking Germany, fighting THE Captain America, might I remind you. I don’t think that the Avengers are working round the clock now that they’re broken up. Give it time Pete, he’ll get back to you.” You gave him a reassuring smile and side hug. You knew that Mr. Stark probably wouldn’t get in touch with Peter again for a minute, but Peter didn’t seem to want to accept that. He’d gotten a taste of that higher status as a superhero, and he probably wouldn’t let it go for a while. The two of you got on the bus when it arrived shortly after, and began rehearsing for your presentation.

When you were dropped off at the nearest station, the two of you cut across the football field. Once in front of the school, you were greeted by Flash yelling “Sup, Penis Parker!” You flipped Flash off, and he quickly shut up and kept driving. He knew not to call you names because the last time he tried, you punched him in the throat. You didn’t do serious damage to him, just a sore throat for a couple minutes, but it gave him the message not to mess with you. You offered to do the same when he picks on Peter next, but he said that probably wouldn’t help his case if someone else fought his battles for him. When you got into the school you were about to say bye to Peter, you wanted to drop the Mantecados off to your Spanish class before you ate them all in between classes, or they fell out of your locker and went to waste. However, your bye was cut off by him staring off in the distance. You turned around to see what caught his eye, and you saw her. Liz, the upperclassmen who’d caught Peter’s eye as soon as the two of you had joined the academic decathlon. You turn you head back to Peter, a smirk plastered as you playfully punch his arm,

“Earth to Peter.” He quickly shakes his head and chuckles to himself. “We’ll talk about this,” You motioned between Peter and where Liz previously was, “later, I’ve gotta go drop these off before I literally drop them.” You held out your hand to do your signature hand shake with Peter, and made your way to class.

The presentation went better than expected, and the Mantecados were an absolute hit. You were still running on the adrenaline of doing such a great job, that you were practically jumping up and down as you waited in line for lunch. You joined Peter who’d beaten you to the cafeteria, at your usual seats in the back of the room, just the two of you and a couple seats down MJ. He was staring off again, a love-struck look on his face, and before even following his eyes you knew it was Liz.

“Did Liz get a new top?” He mumbled, almost to himself.

“I don’t know Peter, why don’t you go ask her?” You smile smugly. “You should probably stop staring before it gets creepy though.” You whisper the advice, but MJ still heard.

“Too late. You’re a loser.”

Peter looked at her confused and offended,

“Then why do you sit with us?” he asked her.

“Because I don’t have any friends.” MJ retorted, and looked back at her book.

“Anyway… Peter, just go up and talk to her. She’s actually really sweet and I’m sure it wouldn’t be hard to ask her to at least help you study for the academic decathlon. Then boom, before you know it, you’re in!” You grinned and gave him two thumbs up, trying to encourage him. He just chuckled and shook his head, continuing to eat his tater tots.

After school ended, you and Peter went to practice for the academic decathlon. You, MJ, a kid in your grade - Ned, and Flash were being asked questions by Liz. Peter sat out and began talking with Mr. Harrington. You weren’t sure what they were talking about, but suddenly Flash yelled across the room,

“You’ve never even been in the same room as Tony Stark.” Your eyes widened, and you began to shake your leg, something that happened every time you got nervous.

“What’s happening?” One of the girls studying asked

“Peter’s not going to Washington” Another one responded, who had been clearly eavesdropping.

“Really? Right before nationals?” Liz asked him. You gave Peter a wide-eyed look, this had been the first you’ve heard of him considering dropping out of the competition.

“He’s already quit marching band and robotics lab.” MJ chimed in, everyone on the team turned their heads towards her and gave her a questioning look, which she quickly responded with “I’m not obsessed with him, just observant.”

“Flash, you’re in for Peter.” Liz said, quickly bringing the attention back to practice.

“Oh, I don’t know, I’ve got a hot date with Black Widow, I might have to check my calendar.” Flash said, poking fun at Peter. You rolled your eyes at him, and tried to focus back on your practice.

As soon as practice was over, you and Peter made your way to the bus stop.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were dropping out of the finals?” You asked Peter as you waited for the next bus.

“I wasn’t really planning on it, until we got to practice and I realized that it wouldn’t be smart of me to go. What if Mr. Stark needs me, and I’m not there?”

“Peter, we’ve been over this. I don’t think Mr. Stark will have any assignments for you this soon. Even the Avengers have to take a break at some point.”

“But what if Captain America comes back? What if he finally comes out of hiding and we have to chase him again? None of us know when that might be, so I have to be ready.”

“But that’s the point Peter! No one knows, so you can’t put your life on pause, thinking that it might be within the next hour.” You were trying to reason with him, because you were worried about him. You didn’t want him to throw his current life away for some dream that might have only been a one time thing.

“I can’t think like that (Y/N), I have to be ready for anything. Mr. Stark might need me, so I’m staying here.” Peter’s tone ended the conversation, and he quickly turned away from you to get on the bus.

You were heading to Mr. Delmore’s convince store/deli to get after school sandwiches which had been a tradition, every Monday, since high school started. When you got there, the two of you got the usuals, and headed over to the abandoned building next door, climbing up the fire escape to sit on the roof and enjoy your subs.

“So, enough decathlon talk, I know that I can’t force you to go, so I won’t try. What’s your worst fear?” This was another tradition. Once sat down and eating, one of you would come up with a random question that you had yet to know about the other. It kept the conversations interesting, and helped to strengthen your friendship, but overall, it was just fun compared to the boring “so this weather we’re having…” conversations. It was a sort of “penny for your thoughts” type of game.

“Wow, (Y/N), I think that’s the deepest question yet. What did I ask last week? “What do you think life would be like with one giant toe rather than 5 small ones?”. You really know how to outshine me.” He chuckled, and thought about that question.

“Mines the unknown.” You answered as he thought about his.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I’m a ball of anxiety and a hypochondriac, what do you think it means?” You laughed a little. “I fear not knowing what might happen next. I fear not knowing how the planet will die. I fear not knowing if I’ll ever be happy in life. I fear not knowing if I’ll ever be successful in my future endeavors. I fear not knowing if I’ll ever find love.”

Peter looked at you seriously, and grabbed your hand that wasn’t holding your sandwich. You both took bites and sat with your words for a moment.

“I think that’s something everyone fears. Not knowing, but that’s what makes life so great, is everything is unexpected.” Peter said. You nodded and smiled at him, squeezing his hand. You let it go and cleared you throat, taking another bite of your sandwich and then prompting him to answer the question.

“Losing you.” He mumbled. You almost choked on your sub, not sure if it was because you were shocked by his answer or you found it funny. Looking over at his face as he slowly ate his sandwich, you knew he was being fully serious.

“Why? If you lost me, you’d probably be sad for a month or two, then eventually move on. Why not your aunt May?”

“You seriously think I could lose you and just move on? Yeah I’d be devastated if I lost aunt May, of course I would. But I could honor her like I do with uncle Ben. I could keep her memory alive, and live how she would want me to. But I couldn’t live without you. Everything I do would remind me of you, and it would feel like a ghost was haunting me everywhere I went. I would go mad before I got over your death.”

You smiled down at the remainder of your sub.

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bishiglomper · 4 years

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I HAD WEIRD DREAMS

Probably because I took my drugs at bedtime. My glipizide causes funky dreams.

First of all I woke up mentally chanting:

"Demons never stay

Stay away, stay away"

It makes less sense the more I sift back through it..

So. I (not physically myself) had a little sister. At some point she turned into an orange kitten that had licked up a pill that had poisoned her. The male guardian dude didn't give a shit. I shot a baby bottle of milk down her throat because I'd read milk will bind to some poisons. It worked and the kitten expelled brown chunky sludge. (Dream logic! I popped her head off like a bottle to dump the liquid out. I had to give her cpr to start her up after screwing her head back on...)

She apparently accessed some forbidden knowledge and her soulmate-couple parents were doomed to split so she decided to give up her form and we would become sisters again sometime later when the time was right. Next thing I know, she's a little Lego viking woman.

I was taken to some boy's house to play and I dug around in a junk box in their garage to find little Lego weapons and stuff my Lego sister could use to entertain herself with because she was staying there. We made the promise that I could come visit after a while. Like a year. I was worried the kid would get rid of his legos and she would be gone.

Next part is murky..

But the next part got very plot heavy. I guess I had made friends with the warrior cats and some of them had traveled out of their place and into the world. So I went looking for them

Somehow toy story characters got involved and they were interchangeable... (I remember seeing life size Woody and Buzz go into Applebees. I don't know how, why or when. I remember wondering how they were life size)

I went to the zoo and sought out this prairie dog exhibit. You could walk right up to it like it were a guinea pig pen at Earl May's.

One of my buddies was a prairie dog. He'd been separated by his buddies but he was going to somehow get back to them. I could speak to the other prairie dogs and they thought this not-really prairie dog was weird because he had refused a mate. You could tell he was sad and lonely but he was holding out for his clan. I wished him luck and said goodbye. I'd find him later.

There was this resort.. theme park... city? Thing an hour away. I think I had a lead that my buddies were headed in that direction.

Mom read me a job ad for this area. They wanted a kid for PR purposes. You have to work on this stone bridge, posing and taking pictures with cats and dogs. They did articles on service dogs and warm fuzzy things like that. We discussed it because 1) I am a very socially anxious person and omg a job wut. 2) this place was an hour away we can't just drive there everyday. Someone then said we could be picked up by helicopter (and I was like whoa I don't think I would be real chill with that, that's scary)

But then I realized I was too old but my (non-lego, now 12ish year old outgoing sister would be perfect! ...???)

I'unno. We end up in the city (its evening/night now) and I'm anxious to find a sign of my friends. I split up from my family and look around.

I find some cheap souvenirs someone dropped that were kid make-up and 2 necklaces. They were clues somehow..

There was a line going up this resort's stairs and all across the balcony, my family were in there. It was for a nifty private movie showing.

But I went looking for clues.

I found this pretty white cat with an orange patch wandering around. I talked to her, waiting apprehensively to see if I understood her speaking to me. (I could understand the warrior cats and it spanned the gap to the prairie dogs so why not)

She did speak! But it was in spanish.

I was disappointed. But then I saw 3 Latino kids playing nearby and I called them over like "Hey! Spanish speaking children!"

To the cat I was like "....habla espanol?" And she looked suprised. I told the kids I needed help with some sentences and they translated for me.. not knowing I was talking to the cat right there. I pretty much just asked if she saw any weird cats. She confirmed with a couple more tiny clues.

During this exchange, my aunt Susan had wandered over looking for me. She overheard me asking about warrior cats and she griped "You're still on that cat story? Aren't you a little old to be believing that?"

And, it was glorious. I just glared at her, raised my whole arm above my head and flipped her off. Because I was still talking to the kids/cat. She stalked away in a huff.

(My aunt always does that, saying I'm too old to like Disney characters and shit. Like wtf? Who the fuck is too old for disney?)

Anyway.

Back when we pulled into the place, I saw a "Cars" beetle car pull out of the parking lot. It was "my friend, RC" he was upset. But by time our car had stopped he was long gone, heading in the direction we CAME FROM which was odd. I tried calling for him. Obviously didn't work. Got lots of weird looks for screaming "RC!!" Into the night.

Plot happened fast after that.

I wandered up into the hotel area, trying to find the movie viewing mom was at. I wandered a hallway of rooms. I stopped at one where a woman was playing a record. There was hippie stuff in the room but otherwise was kinda sparse. I was carrying a large pan of casserole that I put down and went up to talk to the woman who looked like she expected me and greeted me with a smile.

I forget how I received this information, but Firestar was trying to lead his clan when Squirrelflight decided she wanted to go to college. She had a little teal, square album or notebook that had a spiral of pearls on it and a bottle of what was salt? Or beach sand? She took it as a nice little pretty thing but if she didn't do something specific with the bottle of sand, something would happen to the clan and they'd fall apart. But they couldn't find her.

While I'm finding this out (I think by ambient dream symbiosis) a white cat with brown tabby patches comes in. He's a jerk but I don't remember what he said.

I take some metallic plastic confetti and some tiny potion bottles from the woman's table (who had left) I had a very strong sense I had to take a piece of this heart shaped spiral confetti from this paper bag.. I was about to write the woman a note explaining this when a man entered the room. I told him that (the woman) knew I was there and I was just about to write this note..

When the cat yells at me "What, are you an idiot? He's a demon!" Y'know. Like, run!

So I flee and he lumbers after me. Suddenly people are everywhere like a convention. I'm dodging, trying to lose him..

Stuff happens. Some girl finds me and teaches me a chant that's essentially "see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil" and is a ward against demons that very fragiley renders me invisible to them. But I have to keep chanting it and I kept stumbling over it. The girl helped. An extra chanter strengthened it.

She led me to a hidden alcove in the side of the building like the size of a vent. The piece of spiral confetti; when you held it, bent in the direction of something like a locator spell . It led me to the correct hole. (There were half a dozen) Where there were several piles of random little items and pills. Apparently these all helped ward me against the demons. They were for specific times and situations.

The girl explained that as time went on, wards moved away from enchanted items and they just started making pills that did the work. It was more convenient and worked more reliably. Some looked like antihistimines..

So I shoved all these haphazardly in my little backpack and I followed the girl who ran across some lawns away from the hotel.

I needed somewhere to take a breather and sort through all this shit. Also there was a letter from the alcove too.

But this was BAD because I look back and find a teenage black girl was running... or gliding after me. She looked like a pissed vampire.

Girl I followed yelled at me that my chant only worked in the vicinity of the hotel. I was completely unprotected. I wasn't supposed to follow her. Oops

We ran until we crossed a few lawns a few blocks and towards a strip mall.

A very dismayed middle aged Asian dude was waiting at the door of one store. As soon as the we cleared the door, he closed us in with like a garage or storage unit door. It would protect us for a while.

Asian doctor guy was very unhappy that we were there. He was friends with the girl but did not have permission to use him to protect us.

Unfortunately that's when I woke up...

So I woke up chanting for demons to stay away and never found out what happened to my friends 😣

#dream #long post

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