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conradfisherismine · 1 year

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Why not me? Part 1?

TW: unloving mother towards reader, Conrad being a dick

Conrad fisher x reader

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Sitting with my head resting on the wall I flush the toilet. That’s the third time I’ve thrown up today. Knowing that I’m pregnant just makes me want to cry, not because I don’t want the baby but more so the fact that my sister can’t decide witch brother she wants. The one that took my virginity away and got me pregnant all in one night, or the one that kinda looks like a puppy. Don’t get me wrong I love jere but he does look like a lost puppy sometimes.

I don’t even know what going on with Conrad, one day he’s fucking me and the next morning “it was a mistake and never should have happened.” Who fucking takes someone’s virginity and then drops them. URGGGGGGG. He makes me so mad sometimes. The only person who knows I’m pregnant is Steven, he barged in the bathroom when I was taking the test; then waited with me once he found out what happened.

Let me take us back a bit to when we arrived to the house.

Getting out of the car I take a nice long breath in, “I’m finally home.” I mumble to myself. Not that anyone would have payed attention to anything I say anyway, my family doesn’t care about me much… well except for Steven Susannah came bolting out of the house at full speed. “ they’re here!” She yelled over to the boys. Jeremiah runs over to belly, looks over her for a second the picks her up and twirls her in the air. “ awh bells I missed you so much!”

Few moment later

“You know what time it is” Steven says with the smirk visible in his voice. “Belly flop time!!!” The three boys scream at the absolute top if they’re lungs. Belly tries to make a run for it but Conrad catches her. Urg the way he grabbed her waist made my heart shatter. I’ve loved Connie since before I can remember, my sister claims to have loved him since we were 11 but I sorta feel like that’s not true. She would always tell me that she didn’t want him and that she loved him like a brother.

Belly and I had huge glow ups this year. I let my hair grow out this winter too, I never really liked it that long anyways it just felt like the thing to do. Ignoring the fact that neither of the boys said hi to me, I made my way inside hopping mom and Susannah would let me talk with them for a little bit.

It’s been 10 minutes and I hear the back door open, then I see Steven and Jeremiah walk in.

“Hey y/n I missed you. Did your hair get longer?” Jeremiah says as he walks over and lightly threads his fingers thought my hair.

“Yes jere bear I’ve been growing it out over the winter, I actually kinda like it longer.” I’ve always called Jeremiah jere bear since we were little, the odd time when I’m aggravated by him or upset I’ll call him Jeremiah but other then that it’s always “jere bear” or “miah”.

All of a sudden I’m being overcome by a cold wet blanket.

“BELLY, I’m going to kill you!”

“Jeez calm down y/n/n” Conrad mumbles

Belly finally lets go after some bickering and I run upstairs to get changed, I’m suddenly felling self conscious once I get into my room and look in the mirror. My white top is completely see through and you can see all my stretch marks.

So many bad thoughts start running through my head;” he’s never going to want you” or ” you look ugly”oh and the best one”just kill yourself they would all be better without you anyway”. My feet feel planted into the floor, it feels like theres quick sand under my feet and me going further into the sand the more the bad thoughts get to me.

Knock knock knock

“One second!” I call out as I quickly through a sweater on.

“Come in”

“You alright y/n, you seemed stressed out earlier when belly was hugging you.” Steven expressed his concern as he made his way over to my bed.

“Yea, I’m fine she was just getting me wet and I didn’t like it. Plus i was wearing a white shirt, last time I checked white plus water equals see through.” I say with sass loaded in my voice.

“Whatever,I’m out.” God he confuses me sometimes.

Time skip to after dinner

I haven’t really touched anything on my plate but no one says anything to me anyways they just keep taking to each other, that is until I stand up and go to walk away.

“Y/n where are you going, you know not to leave the table till everyone left and you have cleared the table.” My mom sneers. I just sit back down not wanting to escalate the situation. Jere looks at me with a glint of pity but it’s quickly gone when belly starts talking to him again. After everyone’s gone and left their dishes on the table even tho Susannah insisted on helping me, mom just dragged her away telling them that this was my job from now on. God I feel so unloved. After I’ve put the dishes in the dish washer, put the leftovers in containers in the fridge, and cleaned the table I finally get to relax. I make my way outside thinking I would be the only one out there at this time at night, only to find Conrad sitting at the edge of the pool smoking a joint.

“Thought you said smoking was for losers and it made you dumber.”

“I did that was before I found out how good it made me feel.” We went back and forth a little bit then after a while he patted the spot next to him.

“Sit you must be tired of standing by now.”

I pull up the bottom of my pants a bit then take a seat next to him putting my feet in the pool. Maybe feeling so unloved was why I let it happen but what I remember was Conrad saying all these things that made me think he wanted me, then me being in he’s bed. He slowly started to take my clothes off knowing it was my first time and what I thought was an act of kindness must not really have been. After getting me down to just my panties he looks up at me for consent and I nod my head you can imagine the rest.

1 month later/ present time

I brush my teeth and leave the bathroom wishing I didn’t let that day happen, I go back to my room curl up in bed with my blanky yes I’m a 16 year old who still has a blanket., and start crying the tears feel like they’re never going to stop. I feel the bed dip beside me and I try to hold in my tears till I realize it’s Steven and he closed the door behind him, then I just turn over into his embrace and cry as he rubs my back.

“I heard you throwing up, I had to come make sure you were ok.” He whispers loud enough I can hear it but not loud enough someone else will hear.

“Susannah wanted me to come ask you if you wanted to come mini putting with us and on my way up I heard but didn’t want to disturb you.”

“Okay” my voice comes out all raspy from all the crying I’ve done.

“Good get dressed wipe those tears I know you’re sad about what happened but he doesn’t deserve your tears.” I nod as I wipe my face and get up making my way to my closet, Steven makes his way out of my room.

I walk down the stairs to see everyone putting their shoes on and getting ready to go when Susannah sees me.

“Y/n I’m glad you decided to join us, I was a little worried when I heard you throw-“. Steven doesn’t let her finish asking if we should go now that I’m ready. We end up deciding to take two cars to fit everyone.

“ I call driving!” Belly kinda screams.

“Ha funny. No!” Mom says sarcastically. “I’m driving beck can sit passenger, belly, Steven and Jeremiah can sit in the back.”

“ Wait mom i don’t thi-“

“No arguing Steven I don’t want that stupid brat in my car any longer then she has to be and Conrad knows how to drive so they’ll be fine.” Mom says with a tone so calm but strict that I flinched.

“ I’m sorry y/n/n, it’ll be okay just don’t talk to him.” Steven whispers in my ear. I look over at Conrad but he seems upset that I was looking at him, not that I’m surprised he hasn’t really talked to me since that night. When he does it’s just snide remark’s about the way I’m eating or sitting or really anything that involves me being in the same room as him. It makes me cry at night thinking about that night and how nice and “loving” he was, turns out I was just stupid and naive. Jeremiah must have seen me look at the floor and sigh that I was gonna be alone with Conrad cuz he cherps up

“ I’ll go with con and y/n/n.”

“No you don’t have to jere. You can come with us don’t feel obligated to be with that pig.” My mom says like she really cares about him not being with me.

“ I don’t even think Connie should be with her but someone unfortunately invited her so someone has to drive her there.”

“ If it’s such a problem I can stay here.” I whisper like if I talk any louder I’ll be in trouble.

“There will be no such thing happening y/n, you are coming with us. Laur stop being so mean to your daughter.” She says lovingly towards me then strictly to my mom.

“ I want to go with them it’ll be okay” Jeremiah says confidently without hesitation.

The 2 fisher boys sitting up front with me in the back. This is better than sitting up front with him I guess.

“Could you get your big fat head off my window.” Conrad snaps at me. I flinch. I can feel the tears in my eyes I mumble a sorry and just remove my head from the window looking down at my hands.

“That wasn’t very nice Conrad.” Jeremiah exclaims.

“It’s okay I’m used to it miah.” I whispered lightly. Conrad seems taken aback by what I said but just keeps his eyes on the road.

Jeremiah sighs “ You shouldn’t be. I don’t get why Laurel treats you the way she does.”

“ Cause I’m worthless, and I’m not good enough for anyone. It’s always gonna be belly. Right Conrad.” I mumble feeling the tears streaming down my face. Conrad just scruffs.

When we get to the mini putt I wait for everyone before grabbing a golf club. I grab the one with the purple end. Steven hands me a purple ball he knows me so well. As I start walking behind the group so no one makes anymore comments about me because I don’t think I could take anymore right this second with the pregnancy hormones and the fact that I just stopped crying. Susannah turns around and looks around as if looking for someone.

“Y/n where are you.” Then she sees me. “Oh there you are come here.” She pulls me towards her not caring about the glares she’s getting from my mom. I don’t think she wants me over here but Susannah seems content with me here so I guess I’ll stay.

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thatgirlwholikestowritestories · 2 years

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The Summer I Fucked Up (Ch 33)

A Conrad predominant retelling of The Summer I Turned Pretty TV show and book series.

Did you read the books and want to understand what was going on in that little noggin of his? Read my fic to find out that this man has zero thoughts

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CONRAD

Torture. That’s what dinner that night was.

They’d all gone to the new restaurant in town, all the kids and their parents too. Conrad sat as far away as physically possible from the happy couple which, unfortunately, seated him right next Jere’s asshole friends.

Belly wasn’t looking at him like last time, and Conrad couldn’t look at her. He felt like he was going out of his mind. Sitting there at the table with everyone, cheersing when his dad made a toast, trying not to watch when Jere kissed her in front of all of them.

He hated the contempt that pulsed through him at the sight of Jere, especially around Belly. Jere was still his brother who he loved dearly, but it had already been hard enough accepting Jere and Belly’s relationship before he’d heard he slept with some girl in Cabo. Now it was nearly impossible. Made worse by the fact that he now knew that Belly loved him back too.

It was just Laurel and Conrad at the house after dinner. They’d come straight back when Jere and Belly took their friend’s for ice cream at the boardwalk and John and Adam went back to their hotels.

Conrad placed one foot on the stairs, intending to just go crash, when Laurel stopped him, “Hey, let’s have a beer, Connie. I think we deserve it, don’t you?”

They sat at the kitchen table with their beers. She clinked his beer, saying, “To . . . what should we toast to?”

“What else? To the happy couple.”

Bitterness laced his tongue.

Without looking at him, Laurel said, “How are you doing?”

“Good.” He played with the label on the bottle. “Great.”

“Come on. This is your Laura you’re talking to. Tell me. How are you feeling?”

“Honestly?” Conrad swigged his beer. “It’s pretty much killing me.”

He hadn’t admitted it to anyone else. He’d avoided it when the topic had been broached, but the last few days had him feeling like a raw nerve.

Laurel looked back at him, her face tender. “I’m sorry. I know you love her a lot, kid. This must be really hard on you.”

He couldn’t reply, his throat was closing up. Pressure was building up behind his eyes. He was going to cry in front of her. It was the way she’d said it, Conrad felt like his mum was right there, knowing without him having to tell her.

He felt so empty. He just wanted his mum. If she was here, everything would make sense, he could get through this. Maybe they wouldn’t even be here at all. Maybe it would have been him and Belly. They’d be happy and in love and it’d be a summer just like any of the others where they were all together. The animosity wouldn’t be pulling them apart.

Laurel reached over and took his hand in hers. It was slightly rougher than Susannah’s had been. He tried to pull it away, but she held on tighter.

“We’ll get through it tomorrow, I promise. It’ll be you and me, kid.” Squeezing his hand, she said, “God, I miss your mom.”

“Me too.” He bit his lip. It threatened to quiver.

“We really need her right now, don’t we?”

Conrad couldn’t hold it in anymore. He bowed my head and started to cry. Laurel stayed holding onto him.

His dreams were the only place he got to experience anything pleasant these days, so he was not impressed when Steven shook his bed, waking him.

“Have you seen Jere?” he demanded.

“I was asleep until three seconds ago,” Conrad muttered, eyes still closed, hoping he could recapture the dream. He couldn’t remember anything other than a silky sensation through his fingers and some twinkling fairy lights. “How could I have seen him?”

Steven stopped shaking the bed and sat down on the edge. “He’s gone, man. I can’t find him anywhere, and he left his phone. What the hell happened last night?”

Conrad shot upright, swearing internally. Belly must have told him. Why else would Jeremiah be missing on the day of his wedding without any of the essentials? “I don’t know,” Conrad said, rubbing his eyes.

“What are we gonna do?”

Conrad got up, and started putting on whatever clothes he could find. “Go ahead and get dressed. I’ll look for him. Don’t tell Belly anything.”

Steven wasn’t sure about keeping Belly out of the loop, but Conrad convinced him that if he wasn’t back in an hour, he could tell her. He’d also told Steven that he thought he knew where Jere was, but that was a fat lie. He had no idea, but he knew that he broke it, so he had to be the one to fix it.

Laurel stopped him on the way out, saying she was looking for Jere too to give him something. Conrad lied to her too, saying that Jere was out getting something for the wedding and that Conrad was going to meet him now. When he offered to give it to him, she gave him an envelope from his mother’s stationary with Jere’s name on the front.

Smiling, Laurel said, “You know, I think it might be nicer this way, coming from you. Beck would like that, don’t you think?”

He nodded. “Yeah, I think she would.” There was no way Conrad was coming back without Jere.

He didn’t have any idea where Jere would have gone, so Conrad couldn’t do anything but drive around and check place in Cousins. Conrad checked his watch every 10 seconds, overly aware that his hour was slipping away. He was just praying that Jeremiah hadn’t gone to Boston.

Where would Jeremiah go if he was upset? To Susannah. But where? In Cousins she was everywhere. Then it came to him—the garden. Maybe Jere had gone to the garden at the shelter.

He called Steven and got an extra half an hour before Steven would tell Belly that Jere was missing.

Pulling into the parking lot, Conrad spotted Jere’s car straight away. Equal measures of relief and dread flooded his body. He’d found Jere, but it was Conrad’s fault he’d even disappeared in the first place.

Jere was sitting on a bench by the garden, his head in his hands. He was still in last night’s clothes. His head snapped up when he heard Conrad coming. “I’m warning you, man. Don’t come near me right now.”

I kept walking. When I was standing right in front of him, I said, “Come back to the house with me.”

He glowered. “Fuck you.”

“You’re supposed to be getting married in a couple of hours. We don’t have time to do this right now. Just hit me. It’ll make you feel better.” Conrad tried to pick up Jere’s arm, and he shoved him off.

“No, it’ll make you feel better. You don’t deserve to feel better. But after the shady shit you pulled, I should beat the crap out of you.”

“Then do it,” Conrad said. “And then let’s go. Belly’s waiting for you. Don’t make her wait on her wedding day.”

“Shut up!” he yelled, lunging at Conrad, grabbing a fistful of his shirt. “You don’t get to talk to me about her.”

Conrad had never seen this side of Jere before. Conrad had been the one quick to anger. Jeremiah had always hated when he fought. He never seemed to have a hateful bone in his body. Now, Jere had this terrible look in his eyes, and it was Conrad’s fault.

“Come on, man. Please. I’m begging you.”

“Why? Because you still love her, right?” He didn’t wait for Conrad to answer. “What I want to know is, if you still had feelings for her, why did you give me the go-ahead, huh? I did the right thing. I didn’t go behind your back. I asked you, straight up. You told me you were over her.”

“You weren’t exactly asking for my permission when I walked in on you kissing her in your car. Yeah, I still gave you the go-ahead, because I trusted you to take care of her and treat her right. Then you go and cheat on her in Cabo during spring break. So maybe I should be the one asking if you love her or not.” As soon as I got the last word out, Jere’s fist was connecting with Conrad’s face, hard. It was like getting hit with a ten-foot wave—all I could hear was the ringing in his ears. Conrad staggered backward. “Good.” He gasped. “Can we get out of here now?”

He punched him again. This time Conrad fell to the ground. The taste of metal filled his mouth.

“Shut up!” he yelled. “Don’t talk to me about who loves Belly more. I’ve always loved her. Not you. You treated her like garbage. You left her so many times, man. You’re a coward. Even now, you can’t admit it to my face.”

Breathing hard, Conrad spat out a mouthful of blood and said, “Fine. I love her. I admit it. Sometimes—sometimes I think she’s the only girl I could ever be with. But Jere, she picked you. You’re the one she wants to marry. Not me.” Conrad pulled the envelope out of his pocket, stumbled up, and pushed it at his chest. “Read this. It’s for you, from Mom. For your wedding day.”

Swallowing, he tore the envelope open. Conrad watched him as he read, hoping, knowing, his mom would have the right words. She always knew what to say to Jeremiah.

Jere started to cry as he read, and Conrad turned his head away. He wished that Susannah was here to sort it all out, to talk to them both and calm them down, but the letter would have to do in her absence.

“I’m going back,” he finally said. “But not with you. You’re not my brother anymore. You’re dead to me. I don’t want you at my wedding. I don’t want you in my life. I want you gone.”

“Jere—”

“I hope you said everything you needed to say to her. Because after this, you’re never seeing her again. Or me. It’s over. You and I are done.” He handed Conrad the letter. “This is yours, not mine.”

Then he left.

Conrad sat on the bench and opened the paper up.

Dear Conrad,

My sweet boy. Today is your wedding day and it’s one of my deepest regrets that I am not there to witness it, but I hope that you feel nothing but happiness and excitement. I imagine you in your suit, maybe wearing the cufflinks that your father wore at our wedding, waiting at the alter with bated breath.

I picture you with someone bright, in all sense of the word— someone radiant. You used to be so scared of the dark, but lately you get so caught up in it, I’m sometimes afraid you’ll forget about the light. I hope she reminds you of it. I hope she keeps you there.

I am grateful, though, that I got to see you in love at least once. Maybe all my hopes and dreams and jokes came true and you’re marrying her. But if destiny has other plans, I just hope she makes you just as happy. I hope that it’s easier for you to express. My dear Connie, I want you to love openly and without restraint. It’s my deepest wish for you.

All my love always, Mum

Then Conrad started crying too.

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writingsoftheunderworld · 4 years

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AU - yes! Time Travel -no?

C. 2 here ; C. 1 here; AO3 here. Enjoy!

Chapter 3

Bonnie Bennett had begun her day with a slow calming chant of Don’t let him get to you, her thought firmly centred around one Damon Salvatore, a true thorn in her side since he’d first arrived in town not too long ago. She’d woken up slowly, light filtering through her blinds and shrouding the whole room in a husky shade of caramel, the lingering scent of citrus from the candles burnt the night before giving the room an all to homely feeling. She could hear her dad bustling downstairs, most likely getting some coffee for the road. It was fairly early still, but she had free-period the first half of the day and she was skipping the rest - life ending crises a good enough reason even if Mrs Jason still claimed that unless you were actually dead you had to show up for math class. She laid in bed a few more minutes, listening to her dad get dressed and slip out the door. She wondered for not the first time whether it would be better off if she tried to tell him all about this witch vampire mess again, but Grams had wanted him out of it, and he had wanted out of it after her mom left, so for the thousandth time she put it out of her mind.

She showered, changed and climbed down to get the little mug of coffee her dad always left out for her, dropping more sugar into it than a candy store had on its selves. Elena had once joked that if she didn’t end up making it big she would always work as an oompa-loompa for Willy Wonka for how much sugar she dumped into her coffee each day. Bonnie was still not sure if Elena thought that was just a good joke or if she just hadn’t understood the Chocolate Factory as a child. Caroline just liked to pat her on the shoulder with a wistful look on her face, like she wished she had Bonnie’s devil-may-care attitude about it - which ironically seemed to have not been the case even now as a vampire who ate more than a Quarterback.

The noise of Jeremy knocking on the door startled her out of her thoughts enough to almost spill the coffee on her shirt. Almost being the key word thankfully, so she dropped the mug into the sink and swung her bag over her head and headed for the garage. They were meant to meet Damon on the edge of the former Salvatore Estate, just off of the main road, by the woods, from where he’d then show her where the former Salem witches had been burned some centuries ago and where the Founders had burned Emily as well. Klaus was a threat hanging over their head constantly at this point.

On their way Jeremy began telling her about Isobel’s impromptu visit earlier this morning and how poor Aunt Jenna had locked herself in her room following it. Bonnie felt sorry for the woman, she definitely didn’t deserve to be lied to like that, but Bonnie also felt that telling her the whole truth would’ve been equally unfair. The least Alaric could’ve done was say that his wife was missing rather than dead, but that was none of her business at the end of the day. They talked some more as they waited, they’d arrived a bit early after all, and Bonnie realised once again just how different Jeremy now was, and how nice it was to see him so invested in her. She wasn’t sure yet if she actually liked him like that, but she definitely could imagine how sweet and thoughtful he’d be as a boyfriend. And she needed someone frankly. Seeing Elena with her two Salvatore’s bending over backwards to rescue her from any and every inconvenience and now Caroline complaining about having been kissed by both Matt and Tyler made her frustrated. Less so for the fighting over her situation, that sounded exhausting, but rather for the constant work she had to put into herself to even be noticed. Maybe she should move for college, she had a feeling Virginia might be part of the problem here as well, though she did find it hilarious how both Matt and Tyler had initially dated her before either moved on to Elena or Caroline. Then it just made her sad. Was it something about her that pushed them away?

She remembered with sudden clarity asking that to her Grams and the hour long lecture following her words, of how she was a strong woman, how boys wouldn’t be able to handle someone like her until later, how she should still enjoy herself and not be tied down to a boyfriend from middle school onward because then you saw what could happen - exhibit a through z Elena’s many rants about Matt. She’d listened but not believed her Grams. She still wasn’t sure if she believed her Grams but she did know she wanted someone for her own now, hell, she needed someone with all the stress and violence her life had suddenly turned to. And Jeremy was safe, and cute, and had puppy dog eyes for her and vived for her attention. Was part of her thinking she was settling? Maybe. Did she care? Not really. And speaking of not caring, where the hell was Damon at? He was already late by 15 minutes. Don’t let him get to you. Her inner voice chimed again.

“Jere, how about we just head to the Boarding House? Clearly someone is looking to be set on fire.” Jeremy laughed and nodded. He clearly thought Bonnie was joking, but oh boy couldn’t he be more wrong. Bonnie was 1000% setting Damon on fire if he didn’t come up with a good enough excuse.

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Rose waited and watched. Jeremy Gilbert was off to the side, looking completely eager and completely in over his head as Bonnie and Damon were arguing about the best course of action following her short introduction into what she knew. And if they thought that was all she could tell them, then obviously they were still underestimating her which frankly was a bit condescending seeing as she was at least 2 years older than the Bonnie currently glaring at Damon. But she’d guessed that would be the reaction she was going to get when she made her choice to be as dramatic as possible. Mom used to say she got it from dad, but seeing the two younger versions of them interacting now she could safely say she got it from both. God knows those eye rolls and ridiculous insults were exaggerated as hell. How did these two people become her slow dancing in the kitchen on a random Thursday evening parents?

“Excuse me?” she tried, weakly, but still she gave it a shot. Jeremy looked over to her then at the still arguing duo then back at her with a look that seemed to say this is just an ordinary Monday for them. “EX-cuse ME!” she tried again, this time much louder but nothing. She sighed. Lost cause.

“If you would’ve let me pick you up like I said initially, you wouldn’t be here wanting to blow my head up now Judgy!”

“If you’d know how to use a phone like a normal person, I wouldn’t have waited needlessly for you for hours Damon!”

“Oh please, it was barely 5 minutes.” he scoffed and Jeremy piped up with a it was fifteen technically that Damon just elected to ignore it seemed. Sometime he did remind Rose of her dad.

“It doesn’t matter! We’re dealing with Klaus! A 5 seconds text shouldn’t be something I need to tell you to do!” Aaannd sometimes she reminded Rose of her mom. Great, now she had anxiety again. And lord knows her mom won’t just raise her voice to yell at her for ending up here like this Bonnie was doing, no no, her mom would have a level voice that somehow would hurt far more. She needed a distraction. She also needed to figure out what was about to happen around this time. Like she remember her dad mentioning that Alaric had gotten possessed at some point and that he and mom had danced at a school 60s event - which she had to ask who actually came up with that stuff, because while Lizzie definitely loved a nice theme party, she still went with like a hava night, or a rock theme or an Austrian ball or something more generic but more fun, not a decades dance. Digressing though, Rose knew these facts, but she didn’t know anything immediate. She needed more information. More inside information.

“Guys, could you take a break and answer a few questions for me first?” she tried one more time. To no avail. So hard times ask for hard measures or something like that and stubborn younger versions of her parents call for her parents usual solve to stubborn daughter fighting with her friends voice so she did her best to channel her mom’s level tone and her dad’s intimidating presence and for someone not actually related to them she though she did a good job seeing as Bonnie and Damon turned in unison to glare at her before being reminded of where they were and what was going on here. She was actually pretty proud of herself for that feat.

“So as I was trying to say, can you give me run-down of what’s been happening here?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, weren’t you the one who knew everything?” Damon commented snidely and Rose almost high-fived Bonnie when both her and Rose said in unison.

“Oh, you know what sorry means?” Bonnie off to the side.

“Oh, so you agree I was right?” Rose with a grin.

Damon seemed to take a moment to grit his teeth and bite back his words before shaking his head, giving a smirk and walking right past Rose to pour himself a glass of bourbon and spread out onto the couch in seeming nonchalance. Rose would almost commend his acting here, if he didn’t also irritate her with it. Who knew dad used to be such a child… well, more so than in her universe...time?

“Damon, she didn’t say she knows everything and don’t be a dick. She’s the only one willing to help us here.” Bonnie on the other hand, Rose was beginning to appreciate more and more. Maybe she was more Mom’s pet in the past than Dad’s pet as she was used to.

“Thank you, Bonnie. And no, I don’t know everything I just know a lot, but I still need to have the full picture and all the players to tell which is the best plan of attack here. As I said, you can’t kill Klaus, but you also don’t want him to become a hybrid right? That means we need to take every variable in consideration.” she argued and saw both Bonnie and Damon share a look before seemingly agreeing with her point of view. And boy was the Klaus of her universe going to laugh himself stupid when/if she made it back and told him his lessons in planning schemes - her dad’s turn of phrase not hers of Klaus’ - had been what had helped her most here. Oh irony, you cruel, opportunistic bitch.

“Bonnie was meant to take on over 100 dead witches’ energy today, it’s why we were waiting for Damon, he knew where they’d died.” came the first important nugget of information from the most - or least? - expected person, Jeremy Gilbert himself. Rose smiled at him in gratitude, glad at least one person was listening.

“Ok, that’s still going to be useful so maybe you should do that anyway and meanwhile I’ll see what Katherine's hiding?” Rose suggested and she didn’t even need to think before knowing that Damon was going to disagree with her - her dad still made that face whenever she and her friends planned something he thought was too dangerous or risky. Bonnie however seemed more receptive.

“No way! Do you even know what that bitch is capable of?” as she said, predictable.

“Damon, I think she might be right. You know Katherine is planning something, no way is she helping from the goodness of her heart and she won’t say anything to any of us.” Ah, how she loved her mom’s pragmatism at times - except when she was 14 and wanted a pony, then she much rather preferred her dad’s personal brand of impulsiveness that not only got her the pony she’s wanted since 5 but also made a stable off a little way further from the house.

“And she is still keeping Katherine knocked out.” Jeremy was quickly becoming Rose’s favourite person, no joke. He was full of wonderful insight and 100% helping her barely formed ideas come to fruition. She smiled proudly and nodded to the still unconscious vampire on the floor. She elected to ignore outright looking at the woman for now, too weirded out by the 1 to 1 replica of Elena to feel comfortable with it. Doppelgangers were too much for her. It was like evil clones, her dad had explained when he tried to make her understand how the whole doppelganger thing even worked - something about the universe or some chick named Tessa or another, she hadn’t been paying too close attention by that point. Their lives were very convoluted in her opinion.

Damon seemed to consider this possibility then, taking another large sip of bourbon and looking directly at Rose as he did so, before slamming the glass onto the end table by the foot of the couch and jumping to his feet.

“Alright, fine, then Bon-Bon, you me and little Gilbert need to head off. Rosie-Posie, you get the Queen of Hell. Good luck to you, you’re going to need it. The bitch hasn’t told the truth a day in her life.”

Rose nodded, smiled and waved them off as they all got out and left to do what they’d planned to do. She couldn’t wait for that honestly, it would at least get Bonnie’s magic up closer to the levels Rose knew from her mom. But the Rosie-Posie was going to kill her the longer she stayed here. It was going to make her slip and call Damon dad and it would all implode into itself, because if she was weak to one thing, it was being her dad’s Rosie-Posie and while she was fully aware this wasn’t actually her dad, her heart didn’t care. All was left now was for her mom to brush her hair out of her eyes and she might just snap. She’d missed her parents far before she got herself stranded in a different universe - despite it having been barely a few hours - since she hadn’t been home in at least 2 months. Sure she’d seen them nearly every night, more mom than dad since dad tried to pretend he still was immune to missing his girls, but it wasn’t the same as hearing her dad from a few feet away, well within hug reach or feel her mom’s warm hand through her hair. Fuck, and now she was crying. This day couldn’t be going worse. Her eyes strayed to Katherine and she groaned. Oh, it could definitely get worse. It could get so much worse.

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prompt-master · 6 years

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I Miss Everything You

#Bmc #be more chill #boyf riends #fan fic

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janethepegasus · 6 years

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BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU RP Thing: The Return of Plasma Shock

An RP me and @pika-ace did relating to the BMC Miraculous Ladybug AU where Plasma Shock (AKA Akuma Eric) returns and Killer Wolf (AKA Akuma Jordan) makes his debut.

(Eric and Jordan were cuddling together in their sleep) (Suddenly, Raven Claw appears and scoops them up in a bag)

Eric: Wha-?! Jordan: Hey!!

Raven: Got you, you little lovebirds >:3

(He takes them to his lair and suspends the bag so it stays closed)

(Once he got into his lair, he gets to the top of the tower and puts the bag down on the ground)

Jordan: Let us out you damned psycho !!

Raven: Nope >:3c

Raven: I have a new plan involving you two

(Eric and Jordan tense)

(Raven creates two akumas)

Raven: You see, from the last time i had you two here...i turned Eric back into Plasma Shock...but thanks to your "love", he didn't last very long. However, i thought, if i akumaize one of you, the other will yank you out faster than i can blink. But if i akumaize the both of you, you wouldn't even stop each other, because you two would be under MY control! >:)

Eric: Oh god... (Jordan holds Eric) Jordan: You wouldn't!

Raven: Oh i would! >:)

Raven: Say goodbye, love birds!

(Raven Claw shoves the two akumas into their arms, one on Eric's right arm, the other on Jordan's left arm)

(Jordan and Eric scream and cling to each other in pain)

(The darkness of the akumas slowly start to consume them)

Eric: J...Jordan... Jordan: W..Will...

Eric: I...I...love...you...!

Jordan: I...love...you...! (They scream and the darkness fully consumes them) Raven: *laughs* Yes! Rise, Plasma Shock and Killer Wolf! (Two pairs of glowing eyes appear in the darkness; at the same time, Jeremy and Michael sit up abruptly as if just waking from a nightmare)

Jeremy: GAH!!

Michael: AH!! (They take deep breaths their hearts beating) Jeremy and Michael: Dad...!

(Jeremy and Michael get up from their beds)

Pula: *yawns* Mikey? Leo: What's wrong? I was dreaming about bacon...

Jeremy: I-It's dad...! Something's wrong...!

Michael: We need to go, now!!

(They transform and head out)

(They meet up on a roof) Leo: Hey. Hound: You too, huh? Leo: Yep.

Hound: So we're both worried about our dads?

Leo: Yep.

Leo: Something's definitely up. And I think we both know where we need to look. (Hound nods and the leap towards Raven's lair)

(As soon as they got close to Raven's lair, Leo gets tackled by Killer Wolf)

Hound: WHOA!! (Leo tumbles and looks up) Leo: T...Timber?!

(Killer Wolf growls and snarls at Leo)

Hound: Dad- (Just then Plasma steps out near Hound)

(Plasma grabs Hound by the neck and lifts him up)

Leo: Dad!

Plasma: Pathetic little canine! *shocks Hound's neck*

(Hound screams and Plasma throws him away; at the same time Killer throws Leo and they slam into each other)

Leo and Hound: AH!!

(They look up as Plasma and Killer stand over them) Leo: What the hell...?!

Hound: Dad...?!

Killer: *grins* Daddy’s not home. >:)

Hound: What the?!

Plasma: Children, so pitiful

Leo: What...What happened to you guys?!

Plasma: We were both given an upgrade or rather, I was given back my upgrade while Killer Wolf here is a newcomer

Killer: Yep! And it feels GREAT! >:3

Leo: How could this happen again...?!

Plasma: You can thank Master Raven Claw for bringing me back! >:3

Leo: Dad...this isn’t you...

Hound: Yeah...we know the real you...and it’s not this...!

Killer: This is the real us now. You’re just gonna have to deal with it. >:)

(Plasma and Killer grab Leo and Hound and lifts them up) Plasma: You’re coming with us >:) (Plasma and Killer drag them to Raven’s lair)

Leo: Put us down!! Hound: Stop!! (They drag them into the tower)

(They drag them up the tower and once they got to the top, Raven is there with a smirk on his face)

Raven: Well done you two >:3

(Plasma and Timber throw Leo and Hound to the ground)

Raven: Hello boys, lovely to see you again

Leo: Ow... *looks up at Raven* *growls* What did you do to our dads?! >:(

Raven: What I do best; force the darkness out of them >:3

Hound: But this isn't them! We know them! And they're not like this!! Leo: Yeah, not cool to make our dads evil! >:(

Raven: Well boo-hoo for you. >:(

Raven: These two are staying, like it or not. And i will make sure NOTHING ever brings them out from their darkness! Especially you two! >:(

Hound: W-What are you gonna do with us?

Raven: Simple, take your Miraculous and keep you prisoners! >:) *he quickly snatches Hound and Leo's Miraculouses*

Leo and Hound: NO!! (They transform back)

Raven: *to Killer and Plasma* Tie them up.

(Killer and Plasma grab them and drag them back before tying them together, back to back) Jeremy: No!! Michael: Dad, please!!

Killer: We're not listening to a bunch of runts like you! >:(

Plasma: I suggest you keep your mouths shut so we don’t have to shut them for you.

Jeremy: *starts to tear up* Please dad...don't do this...!!

Michael: *tears up* Come on, we know you’re in there!

(Killer and Plasma ignore them)

Raven: Starting tomorrow, havoc will rain on this city. If Plasma could terribly damage it, imagine what the two of you could do together!

Raven: The whole CITY would bow to their KNEES once they see the damage you two can do! >:)

(Plasma and Killer grin excitedly while Jeremy and Michael softly cry and struggle)

Plasma: I can't WAIT for my great come-back into this city! >:)

Killer: This is gonna be a blast! >:)

Michael: *softly* No... Jeremy: *softly* Dad...!

(The next morning...)

(As soon as the sun was up, Plasma and Killer started to wreck havoc through the city)

(The armada was on the scene immediately) Dasher: There's a face I never wanted to see again! >:( Stag: And he's got a friend! >:( Scarlet: Wait what? Jade: Why are you talking like this has happened before??

Dasher: *blinks* Oh, riiight! It was just a handful of us when Plasma showed up! So most of ya'll were not even there when it happened!

Stag: Man, how times have changed. Atlantic: Stop reminiscing and fill us in, asshole!! Owl: In short, this has happened before. Cyber was once forcefully akumatized by Raven Claw

Tiger: Woah WHAT?! O_O

Owl: It was one of the hardest battles we ever fought. It was the first time that we had no akuma to destroy. Plasma Shock nearly laid waste to the city and us along with it; even though there were eight of us against one, he was a force to be reckoned with

Swan: Yeah, it hard to both beat him! Thank god Jeremy saved him...

Papillion: Jeremy? Owl: It was Jeremy who figured it out. The only way to defeat an akuma that has physically merged with someone, is to force it out with the power of love. Jeremy's love was strong enough to erase the darkness consuming Cyber and bring him back to normal. I think you'll recall Jane did the same thing with Kirsty back when she became Obliviate.

Scarlet: Oh riiiight! She used her love for Kirsty to save her! :0c

Swan: But Jeremy's not here; he didn't sound off during the group text and neither did MIchael!

Dasher: Yeah, where are those two? Don't they know their dads are bad guys now?!

Owl: I don't know...they have such a strong connection they would've been the first on the scene unless...oh god...

Swan: *a bit concerned* What...?

Owl: They probably WERE the first on the scene...when these two first appeared. They faced them alone...

(The Armada tenses up)

Scarlet: Then...then where's Jere-bear...? Dasher: And...and Mikey...?

Owl: I...I’m afraid...Jeremy Heere...Holder of the Lion Miraculous...and Michael Mell...Holder of the Dog Miraculous...were killed by the hands of Plasma Shock...

(The holders all freeze in horror) Scarlet: No....no no no...not...not our Jere-bear... Papillion: Jeremy...Michael...

Dasher: No no no no no...not Mikey...! *tears up* No...no...!!

(Cloudy clings to Stag as she sobs and all the holders tear up or start to cry)

(Even Owl tears up alongside them)

(As they mourn, their anger slowly builds as they glare at Plasma and Killer wrecking the city)

Dasher: *shakes his fist in anger* Those bastards...are gonna pay for killing Mikey...!!

Atlantic: They're dead...and that bird bastard...he's gonna get it...!!

Owl: Yes...they will pay DEARLY for this...!

(The holders all get ready and rush into the fight)

(They all run towards Plasma and Killer)

Plasma: Oh look, Killer, company's arrived. >:) Killer: Fashionably late too, as expected. >:)

Dasher: You BASTARDS!! >:((((

(They go right in, with Dasher landing a punch on Plasma who shakes his head like he was just lightly smacked) Plasma: Oh joy. I remember you. -_-

Dasher: Hell yeah you remember me! Well know i remember YOU as a COLD BLOODED KILLER!!! >:(

Plasma: *dryly* I'm flattered. *he holds up his hand and blasts Dasher back with a lightning bolt* Get used to this Killer, they're all like this. Killer: *shrugs* Hey, gives me more reason to live up to my namesake. >:3

(Killer unsheathes his claws and starts attacking the other Holders)

(The fight goes on; meanwhile, in Raven's lair, Raven's overlooking the damage from his tower with Jeremy and Michael still tied up behind him)

Raven: Oh ho...this is quite amusing! >:3c

Raven: *looks back* Isn't it wonderful boys? Your fathers are a true force of nature together!

(Jeremy and Michael glare at Raven)

Michael: Asshole... >:( Jeremy: Scumbag... >:(

Raven: I know, i get that a lot! >;3c

Raven: Would you like a better seat to your family's demise?

Michael and Jeremy: NO!!

Raven: Are you sure? It's quite a spectacle.

Jeremy: And see our friends and family get brutally get beaten down is a "spectacle" in your eyes? I don't think so! >:(

Raven: Suit yourselves.

(Raven keeps watching the fight)

Raven: Goodness, those holders are giving it their all. They didn't use half as much effort last time

Raven: Look at them, using everything they got to beat those two! *looks at Jeremy and Michael* You're missing out~ >:3c

Jeremy: No thanks. >:( Michael: Fuck off, can't you put us in a dungeon or something so we don't have to listen to you talk?

Raven: *fake sad dramatic impression* But i'm so lonely~! Having prisoners here is the only company i have~! :(

Michael: Well boo-fuckity-hoo, asshole. >:(

Jeremy: Yeah! >:(

Raven: ...I'm starting to think your fathers are a bad influence on you. >:(

Jeremy and Michael: *GASP* >:O

Raven: Oh yeah. I went there. Fuck you. >:((((

Jeremy: How DARE you call Dad a bad influence!! >:(((((

Michael: Yeah!!! Raven: Keep that attitude up and you're both getting the duct tape. >:((((

Jeremy: Oh you think we're just gonna drop the act after you INSULTED OUR DADS RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR FACES?!?!?!

Raven: I'm the bad guy moron, insulting loved ones is kinda my thing!

Michael: Yeah well...um...we can do that too! Like...y-your Mom is a hoe!

Raven: *flatly* My mother’s dead.

Michael: Oh. Um....your dad's a hoe! >:(

Raven: He’s dead too.

Michael: Umm.....your uncle's a hoe!

Raven: I haven’t seen him in years so maybe he is, who knows.

Michael: Then...! Um...YOU'RE the hoe! Yeah! You're the hoe in the family! >:D

Raven: ...Is that really the best you could come up with? Especially considering you already know how many times I’ve put my hands on your dad’s, or at least one of them >;)

Jeremy: *GASP* >:O

Raven: Oh don't be so shocked! Even i touched YOUR dad a couple of times! And i have to say, as much as i love Eric, he's a twink compared to his bulky husband! >;3c

Jeremy: Shut up!! Raven: I mean the only reason why I haven’t really gone after Jordan as much is because I prefer to be the dominant side and Eric is a lovely submissive. >;3 Michael: FUCK OFF!!!

Raven: Oh you know it's true! >:(

Raven: Now shush! I’m missing the fight.

(Raven keeps watching the fight)

(The holders fight Plasma and Killer fiercely)

(Dasher rapidly punches Plasma and Killer, while holding back tears)

(Plasma and Killer barely feel a thing)

(Dasher growls and rapidly punches them harder)

Dasher: YOU BASTARDS!!!

Dasher: YOU KILLED THEM!!! YOU KILLED MIKEY!!!

Plasma: Such a pain... (Slaps him aside) (Draco then charges in pushing against them) Draco: Get the HELL out of my students you damned bird!!!!

Killer: Get the HELL away from us you oversized lizard! >:(

(Draco pushes against them but eventually gets overpowered and tossed to the ground; he gets up and his eyes fall on Raven’s tower)

(He looks at the window and sees Raven Claw watching the fight unfold)

(He glares and his anger builds as he stares at the man responsible for corrupting Eric and Jordan, who in turn killed Jeremy and Michael; it was all because of him! ALL BECAUSE OF HIM!!)

(Draco growls and his fists shake with anger)

Draco: Spam...! *he starts to fly* SPAM...! *he zooms towards the tower at top speed* SPAAAAAAAAM!!!

(Draco flies to the top of the tower ar top speed, then he smashes through the window)

Raven: O_O Oh shi- (Draco tackles him right when he smashes through the window)

(Draco pins him down to the ground)

Draco: YOU SICK TWISTED BASTARD!!! Jeremy: Holy shit, dude! Michael: Damn!!

Draco: Not only did you corrupt MY STUDENTS but also made them KILL their own sons!! That shows me that you have no GODDAMN HEART for ANYONE besides yourself! >:(

Raven: What? You think they...! *he bursts out laughing*

Draco: What's so goddamn funny about children's deaths?! >:(

Raven: *laughing hard* Oh...oh my god...that's incredible...! *laughs* You...you're really...THAT dense?! *laughs* I never knew you were one to jump to the WORST possible conclusion! *laughs*

Draco: What the hell are you talking about?!

Jeremy: Uh...Draco? Draco: Not now boys!

Draco: *blinks* Wha... *looks at Jeremy and Michael*

Michael: Yo. *shuffles* I would do a peace sign but you know...ropes and all...

Draco: Boys...? *gets off of Raven* Y-You're...alive...!

Jeremy: Uh...yeah? Michael: Did we miss something?

Draco: ...You're...alive...Plasma Shock...didn't kill you...

Jeremy: N-No, h-he didn't- ...oh shit...! Michael: Did you guys think...?! (Raven keeps giggling on the ground, hitting the floor with his hand)

Draco: ...Y-Yes...knowing how ruthless Plasma is...we assumed that you two...were dead...

Raven: *laughs* Oh my god...fucking priceless...holy shit...! *wipes tears from his eyes*

Jeremy: *shocked* Oh god...so you guys...thought we were dead...!

Michael: Oh shit...!

Draco: Indeed...when everyone came to that conclusion...they were all heartbroken about your supposed deaths...including the Trinity brothers...and Lin...

Jeremy: Shit shit shit!! *they start to struggle* Michael: Get us out of here, we gotta get to them!

Draco: Right!

(He starts towards them but Raven gets up and steps on his tail) Raven: Did you forget that I'm here? >:3

Draco: OW! *looks behind him and sees Raven*

(The moment he turns, Raven punches him, making him fly across the room) Raven: These two hold the keys to undoing all my hard work; I'm not letting them go so easily!

(Draco hits the ground and slowly gets up on his knees)

Raven: *goes towards him* I guess I'll just have to take care of you the hard way

(Draco glares at Raven)

Draco: That's not going to happen... Raven: You honestly think you can stand up to ME alone?

Draco: Yes i do...! >:(

Raven: Alright then, give it your best shot old man. >:)

(Draco gets up and shoots fire towards Raven)

(Raven sidesteps and zooms forward, grabbing Draco by the neck and pinning him to the wall)

Draco: ACK...!!

Raven: You're losing your touch, old man. >:3

(Draco struggles madly as Raven pins him down to the wall)

Raven: You holders never learn. Every time one of you faces me alone you get pummeled.

(Draco glares at Raven)

Raven: What can you possibly do now? Draco: ...I can distract you. (He blows smoke in Raven's face, making him drop him and filling the whole room with smoke)

(Raven coughs loudly)

Raven: Insolent...! (He flies up and flaps his wings to clear the smoke, but Draco's gone, along with Jeremy and Michael)

Raven: NO!!!!!

(On top of Raven's tower, Draco lands while holding the tied up Jeremy and Michael)

Jeremy: Thanks Tobias...!

Draco: Of course...! *he unties them and hugs them* Thank god you're both alright!

(Jeremy and Michael hug back)

Michael: *blinks* Oh fuck. Jeremy: What? Michael: Our Miraculous!!!

Jeremy: *blinks* Oh shit, Raven has them!

Draco: Oh dear, this calls for another smokescreen

Draco: You two stay here while I get your Miraculous. Michael: Kay! (Draco flies down to the window but before he could send another smokescreen, he gets tackled by Raven Claw)

Raven: WHERE ARE THEY?!

Draco: Why do YOU need to know?! >:(

Raven: You know why!!

Draco: Well i'm not going to tell you! Because those two boys should NOT be in your hands ANY longer! >:(

Raven: And how are you going to stop me?! (Draco fills the room with smoke again)

(Raven coughs but clings onto Draco)

(Draco takes the opportunity to reach into Raven's pockets and grab the Miraculous)

Raven: Wha?! NO!! *tightly clings onto Draco* You are NOT getting away from me!!

Draco: I may not be able to defeat you, but all of us can manage getting away from you! *he blows a bit of fire, missing Raven, but managing to catch his cape on fire*

Raven: Missed! *looks at the cape* AHH!!

(Draco kicks him away and flies out the window while Raven puts out his cape)

(Draco flies towards Jeremy and Michael)

Draco: Two Miraculous, as ordered. ;) *hands them their Miraculous*

(Jeremy and Michael take their Miraculous)

Michael: You're awesome :D

Draco: Thanks! <3

Draco: Now, you two have to save Cyber and Timber

Jeremy: Right! Let's get our dads back! >:(

(The transform and leap back towards the fight)

(The Holders keep fighting viciously against Plasma and Killer, but then they see Draco, Leo, and Hound land on the ground)

Leo: Hey guys! Hound: Sorry we're late! ;)

(The Holders look at Leo and Hound in shock)

Scarlet: J...Jere-bear...!?

Dasher: Mi...Mikey...?!

Draco: I'm just as happy as you all right now, but perhaps we should save the reunion for when those two are dealt with. Boys? Leo: Let's get 'em! >:(

Hound: Yeah, let's get em! >:(

(Leo and Hound face Plasma and Killer; they nod and start slowly walking towards them)

(Plasma and Killer look at Leo and Hound)

Plasma: Look who's back

Killer: Guess we gotta do more than just tie ya up, cause you two aren't gonna get in our way! >:(

Leo: Dad...this isn't you. Hound: C'mon Dad...snap out of it

(Plasma and Killer glare at them, but then a Raven visor appears on their faces) Raven: No! Don’t listen to them! They’re trying to lower your guard so they destroy you! Show them no mercy! Kill them if you must!!

(Plasma and Killer nod and rush towards Leo and Hound, but they don't stop)

(Plasma pins Leo to the ground and shocks him badly, while Killer bites Hound's shoulder and shakes him around like a dog toy)

Dasher: GUYS!! (Leo and Hound endure the pain and wrap their arms around Plasma and Timber) Leo and Hound: DAD!!!

(Plasma and Killer glare at them and yanked them off of them) Plasma: Get the hell away from me you squirt!! >:(

(Leo and Hound keep clinging and talking to them) Leo: Dad, we love you!! Hound: Come back! We're not gonna let you go, no matter what!!

(Plasma and Killer keep yanking them off of them until they pin them to the ground with their foot on their chests)

Leo: Erk...Dad... Plasma: Any last words? Hound: Yeah...we...forgive...you... (They tense) Killer: ...What?

Plasma: What the hell do you mean...?

Leo: We don't...blame you...for this... Hound: No matter how hard...you smack us around...we still...love you...so much... Leo: When you turn back...don't blame yourselves... (Plasma and Killer start to shake)

Plasma: *shakes his head* No...! You pitiful children are going to die in our hands...! The men you know is GONE! *puts his hands on Leo's neck and starts shocking him*

Leo: Ack...no...you're...in...there... Hound: We know...you are... (Both boys start tearing up making the two akumas freeze, as something deep down doesn't want to see the boys cry)

(But the Akumas try to fight back against this feeling) Plasma: No...! Not again...! Not again...!! Killer: These Children...are gonna die...right here...right now...!! (Plasma shocks Leo harder while Timber slashes and bites Hound)

(The boys start to cry) Leo: Dad...please... Hound: Dad...we're sorry... Killer: S...Sorry...? Hound: That...we couldn't...save you... (Plasma and Killer hold their heads and scream as feelings start to take over)

Plasma: NO!!! NO!!! YOU ARE NOT...GOING TO TAKE OVER!!! Killer: WE'RE IN CONTROL!!! DON'T HOLD US BACK!!!!

(With the last of their strength, Leo and Hound hug Plasma and Killer) Leo: We're sorry...Dads... Hound: We...love you... (They give them a kiss on the cheek and Plasma and Killer freeze and fall to their knees)

Plasma: No...no...no...!! I will not...be pushed back...again...!! Killer: Stop...! Stop it...!

Leo: Please dad...come back... Hound: We can't...go on...without you... (They transform back and look up at them with teary eyes and Plasma and Killer start unconsciously crying as well)

Plasma: *holds his head* No...! Stop...! Stop this...! They're our enemies...! They should be KILLED in our hands...! Killer: *holds his head* Not listening, not listening...!!!

(Jeremy and Michael keep clinging to them) Plasma: No...this isn't...this...you... Killer: These boys...they...they... (The darkness begins to slowly melt away)

(But the darkness stops and Plasma and Killer start spazzing out) Plasma: NO!!! I WON’T BE PUSHED AWAY AGAIN!!! I AM IN CONTROL, YOU’RE NOT!! Killer: WE WILL NOT LET YOU TAKE OVER AGAIN!!! THESE BOYS ARE GONNA DIE, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!! (The darkness comes back and melts and comes back again, as if the Akumas are fighting against Eric and Jordan in their minds)

(At that point the other holders step up) Owl: If that were true, why didn't you kill them when you first met them? Dasher: Tank...Sparky...we know you're in there... Tiger: you gotta fight this!! Papillion: We're all rooting for you! Natura: We want you back, Eric! Jordan!

(The Akumas keep fighting back against Eric and Jordan while Plasma and Killer cover their ears) Plasma: NOT LISTENING...!!!! NOT LISTENING...!!!! Killer: IF THEY CAN’T LET US KILL THESE BRATS, THEN WE’LL HAVE TO KILL THE ONES IN OUT HEADS!!! (The Akumas keep fighting back, now with intention of erasing Eric and Jordan from their minds so they can be in complete control)

Jeremy: No...! Michael: Dad...!

(The akumas keep fighting back towards Eric and Jordan, screaming and yelling about taking control and letting them to their thing. It was clear these akumas are not

gonna back down so easily like before)

Coral: What do we do?!

Owl: It's clear that something's going on in their minds...as if the akumas themselves are gaining their own consciousness through this...

Atlantic: Yeah, we got that, how do we stop it??? >:(

Owl: Let me handle this, and see if i could find a way to end this...

Jade: Alright...

(Owl walks towards the akumas)

(Owl grabs them and locks eyes with them) Owl: Knowledge of the Owl!

(Their eyes glow and Owl enters their minds. There, he saw Plasma and Killer brutally beating up Eric and Jordan)

Owl: Eric! Jordan!

(Plasma grabs Eric and shocks him badly while Killer slashes and bites Jordan)

(Owl draws his sword and knocks them away from Eric and Jordan)

Plasma: What the?! Back off you filthy bird! >:(

Owl: Why don’t you back off from my children!!

Killer: Your "children" are in the way! WE are in control! And we will not be pushed away by the love they have for those pitiful kids! >:(

Owl: Then I suppose I’ll just have to take care of you. >:(

Plasma: *hands light up* Bring it on! >:(

Eric: J...Joe...

(Owl looks at Eric and Jordan)

Owl: It’s alright...I got this...save your strength...your boys are waiting for you

(Eric and Jordan nod)

(Owl charges and starts fighting them; due to them being mental projections their strength is about even to Owl’s)

(Owl fights against the akumas, while the akumas do their hardest to beat down Owl)

Plasma: Why won’t you die?! Owl: Simple; you’re your own beings; I don’t need to worry about hurting Eric or Jordan.

Owl: But who i AM hurting is the two of you! >:)

(Owl pins the two of them and stabs Plasma’s hands with his sword, pinning him down) Owl: And I’m the one in control of your minds; IM in control now.

Plasma: NO!!!! *struggles madly* WE...ARE IN CONTROL...!! NOT YOU....!!!!

Owl: Not this time. (He removes and swords and swiftly slashes Plasma and Killer deeply)

(Plasma and Killer scream loudly in pain)

Owl: That was for Jeremy and Michael... >:( (He slashes them again and they lie on the ground unmoving)

Plasma: *on his last dying breath* No...not...again...! *dies*

Killer: Damn...you... *dies* (Owl calmly sheathes his sword)

(Owl sighs in relief and looks at Eric and Jordan)

Owl: I’ll see you outside ;)

(Eric and Jordan smile at Owl)

(Owl returns back and sees the darkness melting away from Plasma and Killer, the akuma’s flying out)

(Doves fly away from them and Eric and Jordan return)

Eric: Wha... Jordan: Holy... (They look around at the holders...and Jeremy and Michael slumped against them, having finally passed out from pain)

Eric: Jeremy...!

Jordan: Michael...?! (They cradle them) Eric: Oh god no...no no not again...!

Jordan: Michael! Michael wake up...!

(The other holders keep it together and get the two to a hospital)

(When they got to the hospital, they took them in)

(As they wait, Eric and Jordan just about cling to each other, guilt eating at them)

(Joe looks at them)

Joe: Boys...

(Eric and Jordan slightly look at Joe)

Joe: They’re going to be alright...

Joe: I know you two feel guilty for hurting your sons...but they'll be alright...trust me.

Joe: And they don’t blame you...

(Eric and Jordan still look a bit guilty)

(Just then, the doctor comes out and tells them they can see them; they go into the boys room to find them still asleep)

Jordan: Boys...

(They each go to their beds) Eric: Oh Jeremy... (They stroke their hair and they start to stir)

Jeremy: Ugh... Eric: Jeremy...?!

Michael: Mmh... Jordan: Michael...!! (They open their eyes) Jeremy and Michael: Dad...! (They reach up and hug them)

Jordan: Boys...!

(They hug them back) Eric: Oh thank god...! Jeremy: You’re back...! Michael: I knew you were still in there...!

Jordan: Yeah...we're still here...!

Eric: Boys...god we’re so sorry...!

Jordan: We're sorry...that we hurt you...!

Jeremy: We’re okay...

Michael: Yeah...we don't blame you for hurting us...

Eric: But- Jeremy: Really Dad, it’s okay...it wasn’t you...

Michael: Yeah...you guys wouldn't really hurt us...

Michael: It was all Raven’s fault...

Jeremy: Yeah...he made you guys do it...

(Jordan and Eric tear up and hug them tightly)

Jordan: Oh god...boys...

Eric: We love you so much...

Jordan: You mean the whole world to us...

Jeremy: We love you too...

Michael: We love you guys so much...

#bmc miraculous ladybug au #bmc au #squip #Jordan Ellis #spam the squip #jeremy heere #michael mell #joe iconis #tobias #lin manuel miranda #the trinity

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Squiped Michael AU Ch 6

(Next chapter is the epilogue. There is fluff in this one)

Michael woke up in a hospital bed, Christine had found him in Jeremy’s room and brought him down to where Jeremy’s body was.

“Wait, where’s Jeremy!?” Michael asked and Christine sighed.

“They’re still getting water out of his lungs, he’s not dead though…” Christine said and Michael realized how sad she looked.

“You alright Christine? You look pretty down.”

“W-Well I read his letter...I never knew he cared about me like that. T-To be honest, he was one of the first people I’ve opened up to. He may never believe it but I don’t really have friend friends like you and him do. I just have acquaintances. He was my first real friend honestly.” Christine said, and for once she wasn’t upbeat or smiling, she was sad. Michael felt bad. This was all his fault. He caused Jeremy to try and commit suicide, he caused Jeremy all that stress, him. Nobody but him.

“I-I don’t deserve him as a friend anymore...I h-hurt him….he did this because I was a j-jerk to him. I let the Squip control me into h-hurting him…” Michael said, tears forming in his chocolate brown eyes.

“Don’t blame yourself. It was the Squip. That’s what caused the whole mess. Not you, not Jeremy, not even Rich. It was the Squip.” Christine said, and Michael smiled, nodding slowly. “He’ll wake up. I didn’t know he planned on doing that, did you?”

“No...I turned my phone off when he texted me that I wouldn’t have to deal with him anymore...I really hurt him…Worse than he had me. He tried to make up for it, I didn’t…” Michael whispered softly, and he turned his head when he seen a splotch of blonde and red in the door. “Rich? What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I jutht got outta the hothpital today and theen yourth and Jeremy’th carth outthide. I wath curioth ath to why you were here tho I looked for you.”

“You have a lisp?” Michael asked and Rich nodded, looking down. “Look I dunno where Jeremy is. They’re probably only letting family members into the room right now…”

“Why’th he even here?”

“He...He tried to kill himself last night…” Michael said and Rich tensed up. He remembered when he’d try to do that back in freshman year. All the more reason to apologize to Jeremy for telling him about the Squip.

Another hour passed, Rich stayed with Michael and Christine while they waited for the doctors to say Jeremy was okay. The three got along pretty well. Michael never thought he’d be friends with his best friend’s crush and his best friend’s ex-bully.

“Excuse me, you’re the boy that called about Jeremiah Heere last night, correct?” A young nurse asked and Michael nodded, sitting up when she said something about Jeremy.

“Y-Yes, is he okay?”

“Yes. He’s alive. He’s lucky you found him or else he wouldn’t have made it. He asked to see Michael Mell, is that you?”

“Yes.” Michael said, getting out of the bed and waving bye to Christine and Rich.

He followed the nurse down the hallway until they reached Jeremy’s room.

“I’ll leave you two at peace.” She said quietly, walking away and letting Michael open the door. He looked inside to see Jeremy hooked up to one of those breathing machines he forgot the name of. Jeremy seen him and his eyes widened.

“Michael, you...you came to see me?” He asked and Michael looked down and walked over to him.

“Yeah I...I have a lot to apologize for...I’m so sorry for what I did to you Jeremy...vengeance was never what I wanted but it sure was what my Squip wanted...I was the one that found you...I found your letter and I was so scared you were dead. I-I have n-never been that scared in my l-life…” Michael said, grabbing Jeremy’s hand and holding it tightly. “I-I was scared I lost you...and I d-didn’t even g-get to apolog-gize for what I did...I bet it’ll take a while before you can t-trust me again...huh?” Michael asked and Jeremy laughed slightly. “Why are you laughing Jeremy?”

“Why would I stop trusting you Michael?”

“Because I hurt you.”

“I h-hurt you and you still cared about me.” Jeremy said and Michael thought about it. Jeremy had a point. “If anything, I was scared you would kill yourself over somebody as pathetic as me…”

“Jeremy you aren’t pathetic.”

“Yes I am. I thought a supercomputer was the answer I was looking for but it wasn’t...the answer I was looking for was right in front of me my entire life…”

“What was that answer?”

“It was my player 1...will you let player 2 log back on?” Jeremy asked, tears prickling the sides of his ocean blue eyes and Michael smiled.

“Of course. I couldn’t do it without you.” Michael said, gently bringing Jeremy in for a hug, and he nuzzled himself into Jeremy’s neck gently. “I didn’t mean what I said about the world being a 1 player game...I could never get through the world alone…” Michael said and Jeremy intertwined their fingers gently and smiled.

“Hey...I understand. There are times where we can’t be together but we can think of each other to get through it...I’d never be able to live without my player 1…” Jeremy whispered, cold tears trailing down his warm cheeks.

“And I dunno where I’d be without my player 2…” Michael said, and Jeremy felt something in his emotions that he hadn’t before...it was the feeling he had with Christine but it was stronger.

“Hey Michael?”

“Yeah?”

“Who says the players have to win the prince or princess?” Jeremy asked out of the blue.

“I dunno, people I guess, why?” Michael responded with confusion.

“Why can’t player 2 be with player 1?” Jeremy asked and Michael felt his cheeks warm up when he realized what Jeremy meant.

“J-Jeremy are you...are you saying…”

“Yeah...I’ve fallen in love with player 1...with you…” Jeremy whispered, using his other hand to gently caress Michael’s soft, warm cheeks.

“Jeremy you….you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that…” Michael said, letting himself fall into Jeremy’s gentle, slightly cold hand.

“I can imagine it’s been a while.” A voice that belonged to neither of them said. Christine was standing at the doorway, recording the entire thing. Next to her was Rich, who was trying not to giggle his head off.

“It’s been a long time.” Michael said, looking back to Jeremy, getting lost in those beautiful blue eyes he stared at every day. Jeremy stared back, longing to travel into the world that was Michael’s chocolate brown eyes.

“Michael...can we upgrade from friends…?” Jeremy asked, and Michael nodded slowly.

“Of course Jeremy...I’d love that.” He replied, gently moving Jeremy’s hair out of his face to gently kiss his forehead.

“Your journey is over. Player 2 isn’t in another castle. He’s right here.” Jeremy said once Michael removed his soft lips from Jeremy’s forehead.

“You’re such a dork Jeremy.” Michael said, getting a giggle out of the younger male.

“Says the one who wanted to get the matching Pac-Man tattoos.” Jeremy replied and Michael giggled.

“Okay ya got me there Jere-Bear.” Michael said and they heard an “Awww” coming from Christine and Rich. “Do you mind?” Michael asked and Jeremy grabbed him back.

“Don’t worry about them Michael, they’re just being themselves.” Jeremy said and Michael nodded, and the two just sat there, staring into each other’s eyes, not doing anything else.

Eventually, Michael had to go. Jeremy had to stay for two more days to make sure all the water and toxins from the pills were out of his system. He waved goodbye to Michael, blowing him a small kiss as he walked out.

Everything turned out okay. Michael finally got Jeremy back, and both of them were happy, and their world was once more a two player game, and neither of them were logging off.

#bmc #be more chill #boyf riends #meremy hell #bmc meremy #jeremy heere #michael mell #fluff #fanfiction

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brerediddy · 6 years

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more than survive - chapter 13

“So, it just bit you and all of a sudden you have...superpowers?” Michael seemed hesitant. Not disbelieving by any means, just hesitant. “I’m not sure how the science checks out there.” His fingers drifted absentmindedly along Jeremy’s shoulder as the shorter boy rested against his collarbone, lanky legs draped over his lap.

“I’m telling you, dude, there’s nothing else it could have been. I got bit by a spider, went to bed, and then I woke up like this. With spider-powers.”

“Okay, okay,” the bigger boy accepted with a light smile. He reached out for Jeremy’s hand, weaving their fingers together. “So then what?”

“So naturally, I started fighting crime,” Jeremy shrugged. He grinned and poked at Michael with his elbow. “No, but really. It was kind of an accident.”

“How do you accidentally become a masked vigilante?”

Jeremy leaned back to straighten his spine a bit, leaning against the cushions instead of his best friend. He was still holding onto Michael’s hand firmly. “I was in town to pick up a new game-”

“Apocalypse of the Damned Second Edition?”

“Yeah, of course,” Jeremy nodded. “Anyway, I was in town. And when I left the store, I saw a guy shoving some poor kid up against a wall. And, like, normally I wouldn’t get involved. You know me. I’m a wimp.”

“Apparently not,” Michael countered softly.

“I’m a wimp,” Jeremy confirmed, nodding. “But this guy was towering over him, and the kid probably wasn’t more than twelve. So I told him to cut it out and before I knew it, he lunged for me. And I knocked him out.”

“Jesus, Jere, you’re such a badass.” Michael beamed at him for a moment before adding, “Although, maybe that would have been a good time to fill me in about your new powers. Y’know, a way to break the ice...like, hey, I kicked someone’s ass today.”

“I know, I know,” Jeremy conceded. “I get it. I messed up.”

Michael shrugged. He shifted to lean his head against the other boy’s shoulder. “Continue,” he hummed.

“So I figured, hey, I could do the superhero thing. I thought I’d at least give it a shot and if it didn’t work out, then it didn’t work out.”

“Naturally.”

“So I made the suit-”

“You made the suit?”

“Yeah, how else was I going to get it?” Jeremy asked, dumbfounded. Michael lifted his chin to look up at the other boy.

“Jeremy, that’s amazing. The suit is awesome . Where did you even learn how to do that?”

He shrugged. “YouTube.”

“Maybe if being a superhero doesn’t work out, you could go into costume design.”

“Yeah, maybe.”

The taller boy shifted once more, trying to get comfortable. He ended up laying in Jeremy’s lap, looking up at his best friend’s face. Long fingers worked through his hair gently, relaxing him. He knew that the more up-to-date parts of the boy’s story would probably stress him out, but he was enjoying the easy nature of the conversation for the time being. At least Jeremy was being honest with him.

“So I fought petty criminals for a while, like, mainly just bullies. But then more and more villains came into the spotlight to challenge me.”

All of the headlines Michael had seen suddenly congregated in the forefront of his mind. He couldn’t believe that all of that was Jeremy. His dorky best friend. “I talked to you about Spider-Man,” he murmured, feeling heat rise to his cheeks. “Did I say anything wrong? Jesus, I probably sounded like an idiot.”

“No, no, you were fine,” Jeremy assured. “I mean, you were practically fawning over him.”

“You act like he’s not you.”

Jeremy cleared his throat, trying to figure out how to phrase his thoughts. “He’s not, really. I don’t feel like...like, me , when I’m Spider-Man.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Michael inquired, eyes focused on the other boy intently.

“It’s a good thing,” he explained. He wasn’t sure what to say since he’d never really voiced this feeling before. “He’s like, the better version of me.”

“I don’t know about that. I think you’re the best version of you.”

He smiled down at his best friend, his heart skipping suddenly. “Thanks. It’s just...complicated. Sometimes I feel like he’s who I should be.”

Michael nodded. That made sense. Spider-Man was confident, brave, inspiring, and witty. The hero was what everyone wanted to be: that’s why he’d made that stupid fanpage in the first place.

Jeremy continued on, “Michael, can I tell you something?”

“That’s kind of the whole point of the conversation, isn’t it?”

“Touché,” the smaller boy laughed. “I know that I’ve lied to you a lot. And I know that I’ve fucked up a lot. But sitting here and telling you everything that I’ve wanted to since day one feels awesome. You’re awesome.”

Michael melted, tilting his head ever-so-slightly to gaze at the other boy. “I’m glad you feel that way. As much as I wish you’d told me sooner, I’m really thankful that you’re telling me now.”

“Me too,” Jeremy spoke softly. “I don’t even know what else to say. Just...thank you for hearing me out.”

“You’re my best friend. What was I supposed to do? Ignore you forever?” Michael teased, “We both know that I’d break in a few days.”

Fond blue eyes met brown and Jeremy added, “You’re taking this whole thing really well.”

“I didn’t have much of a choice. I mean, I could have left you in the lake while I had a personal crisis, but that would have been a bad plan.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you didn’t go with that.”

“Speaking of bad plans...do you care to explain how you ended up there in the first place?”

Jeremy sighed, his fingers stalling in Michael’s hair before continuing slowly. “So, the SQUIP is a dick. As we know. And, um, I’ve kind of been working with him for a bit-”

“The SQUIP? You’ve been working with a supervillain?” Michael shot up, staring at Jeremy eye-to-eye. “Seriously?”

“I know, I know,” he responded, folding his hands in his lap to occupy the space that his best friend had abandoned. “But I had to. It was the only way to placate him.”

“From what? Invading Poland?” Michael asked incredulously. He couldn’t think of one reason, not one, to work with such a monster.

“He threatened you.”

Oh. Oh. That changed a few things. The taller boy chewed his lower lip and cast his eyes towards the floor. “...Really? How’d he even know that I existed?”

“He can read minds, I guess, and he knew that I would do anything to keep him away from you.”

“Jeremy, I-“

“I know, I know. I’m stupid. I didn’t have a choice,” Jeremy mumbled.

“No,” Michael spoke softly. He leaned forward to press a chaste kiss against his best friend’s cheek. “Thank you. I mean, it sucks. But thank you for protecting me.”

The smaller boy gave a nervous smile and responded, “Anyway, that’s the college guy that I said I was working on a project with.”

“Oh my god,” Michael groaned, covering his face with his hands. “Oh my god, I was jealous. Of the SQUIP.”

“You were jealous?”

“Of course I was. I mean, I was offended that you didn’t tell me. But, mostly, I was just pissed off that I might have missed my chance with you.”

“Well, now you know,” Jeremy said, face tinged pink. Michael was jealous. He didn’t know why the idea put butterflies in his chest, but it did. “He did experiments and shit, mostly. That’s why we were meeting in an abandoned part of town.”

“E-Experiments?” Michael stammered. “Like, MKUltra?”

“No,” Jeremy hurried to amend. “He mostly just took down information about me, like my strength and my suit and everything.”

The taller boy blanched, his mouth opening slightly in shock. “You gave the supervillain information about how to beat you.”

“There’s more.” Jeremy shifted his eyes and picked at his nails as he said, “I, um, took some kind of pill. It was a weird microchip-looking thing.”

“You did what?” Michael breathed in for a long moment. He didn’t want to get mad at his best friend, since he was just trying to protect him and all, but really? What the fuck was that boy even thinking? Was he thinking?

“He said that it was either me or you,” he defended. “Besides, it didn’t even do anything.”

Brown eyes grew wide and Michael exclaimed, “That you know of!”

Jeremy crossed his arms protectively. He knew that the other boy was right, but he really couldn’t help it. He had to do it. “It didn’t work. Whatever the SQUIP was trying to do, it didn’t work. That’s why he threw me in the lake.”

Michael chewed on his lower lip. He couldn’t believe that all of this had been happening to his best friend and he had no clue. How could he have not known? Was he the world’s worst best friend? “And now we’re here,” the bigger boy said conclusively.

“Now we’re here,” Jeremy affirmed with a nod.

“What about all of the villains who aren’t the SQUIP?” Michael asked, leaning into Jeremy’s scrawny side. “You kicked all of their asses, right?”

“Right, yeah,” he said in response, raising an arm to rest in a curve around the other boy’s shoulders. “I guess so.”

“You did. I run a fan-page, remember? I know pretty much everything that’s been in the news.”

“True, true,” he allowed. Jeremy chewed on his lip, wondering if he should bring this into the conversation or not. On an impulse and with his heart beating into his throat, he said, “So, I killed that guy.”

Michael paused, his breath catching. He knew all about the man—some kind of dangerous killer with super-strength. He’d sunk that ship. Spider-Man had drowned him in response. It was odd, in a way, to think of it now. Before, it was just a story. Hero beats villain. Typical. But as he thought about the event in recent context, with Jeremy at the forefront, it didn’t just feel like a story anymore. It was real. A man had died and Jeremy had caused it. Not that his best friend was in the wrong, of course, Michael was sure that it was self-defense. But he knew Jeremy well enough and he knew that he must have brought it up for a reason. Finally, the bigger boy found the nerve to speak. “It wasn’t your fault. You were protecting everyone.”

Jeremy nodded half-heartedly. “I mean, kind of. Everyone was off the boat.”

“What happened?”

“I didn’t mean to. I was in the middle of everything, he had a gun. He was shooting and I was just trying to stop him.” Jeremy gripped at Michael’s shoulder a bit tighter, breathing in deeply. “I threw some debris at him and before I knew it, he was gone. I didn’t know he was dead until the next day. You told me about it at school.”

Michael remembered. He knew that something had been up with the boy that day but he was never able to put his finger on it. “Oh. I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have found out that way. I’m sure it’s not easy to think about...but you made it out safely. That’s all that matters.”

“Someone is dead. Because of me,” Jeremy mumbled. “Not very heroic.” He shook his head and spoke once more, “I wish I could take it back.”

Michael leaned up to kiss the side of his best friend’s face. “I’m sorry. I’ve never really thought about the emotional damage of being a superhero,” he admitted. “But I’m glad he didn’t shoot you. Whatever it took to prevent that, I’m thankful.”

“Me too,” Jeremy accepted in a small voice. Trying to lighten the mood, he added, “Getting shot isn’t fun. I can’t imagine if it were lethal.”

Michael froze. “Excuse me?”

“Well, I mean, I haven’t actually been shot. Just grazed.”

“Explain. Now.” His voice was steel.

“Well, um,” Jeremy murmured, trying to stall. He knew that he was being honest with Michael now and that was cool and everything, but he didn’t consider all of the details that came along with it. “Here.” He moved away from his best friend so that he could push the sleeve of his shirt over his shoulder, the one that wasn’t resting behind Michael’s head. This effectively showed off the bloody gauze that had started their fight from before; it seemed like a million years ago. “When you got mad at me for being in the city alone, I was actually trying to take down some petty crime. There was an ATM robbery and a hammer and a van and a gun,” he rambled, not keeping eye-contact.

Michael’s eyes narrowed, leaning forward across Jeremy’s chest to inspect the gauze. “Y-You were shot ?” His mind was recounting the events of the previous afternoon. “You brought me Buon Cibo. You were shot and you brought me Buon Cibo. What the fuck?”

“I was in the area,” Jeremy said. He neglected to mention that he’d slept in garbage in the area, but it wasn’t important. The blue-eyed boy swallowed and added, “Then, I mean, with the guy on the boat. He got my leg.”

“Jesus, Jere,” Michael huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He reclined back to rest against the arm of the futon. “There’s so much that I had no idea about. Like, not the slightest fucking clue. How does that happen?”

“I never told you,” he shrugged. “I didn’t want you to know.”

“But I’m your best friend, I should have known. I should have figured it out.”

Jeremy reached out a hand to press against the side of Michael’s face. “You knew that something was up. It’s not your fault that I didn’t tell you. How were you supposed to figure out that I’m Spider-Man?”

Michael didn’t seem to register the words that came out of his mouth. “You went to school the day after being shot in the leg,” he said calculatedly. His eyes scanned the other boy’s frantically and he asked, “D-Did you even get stitches? Did you go to the hospital?”

“No.”

“Jere-”

“I don’t have to,” he said in a soothing voice, trying to calm Michael down. “Everything heals on its own, okay? I’ll show you tomorrow. This,” he gestured to the injury on his arm, “will be gone by the afternoon.”

Michael seemed disbelieving but now wasn’t the time for skepticism. He picked at his nails and suddenly, a thought struck him. “You weren’t even mugged.”

Jeremy let out a long, defeated sigh. “No. No, I wasn’t. I know it was shitty, I know I shouldn’t have let you believe it. I’m sorry.”

It was weird to have everything that he thought he knew turn out to be a lie. He asked, trying his hardest to keep his voice even, “So what actually happened?”

“Did you hear about the bomb thing? In a warehouse?”

“That’s what happened?” Michael thought he was going to be sick. Jeremy. Bombs. Guns. Vans, SQUIPs, drowning. Bullet wounds, bruises, handcuffs. His mind flipped through every unexplained injury, every I’m just clumsy, every slight limp. Every headache, every night that his best friend was mysteriously absent.

What he concluded, by the end of it, was that Jeremy had been in a lot of shit.

#meremy hell #boyf riends #bmc #be more chill #bmc spiderman au #my writing #my post

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latoyarubalcava3546 · 6 years

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This Is Us Fans Are GUTTED By The Super Bowl Episode — See The Most Tear-Filled Twitter Reactions HERE!

AHHHHHHHH.

We knew this was coming, but it still doesn't make it any easier! NBC and This Is Us finally revealed the way Jack (Milo Ventimiglia) died -- and it had all the feels following the Super Bowl.

Related: Watch Sterling K. Brown's 2018 Golden Globes Acceptance Speech

**WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD**

While fans knew a fire was the catalyst for the Pearson patriarch's death, they weren't 100% positive he died in the fire. Fan theories of death caused by smoke inhalation had been circulating all week, and sadly they were confirmed Sunday night.

You see, Jack wound up rescuing everyone by lowering them down into the yard from the second floor with a bed sheet. He was about to jump himself until the family could hear the barking of teen Kate's (Hannah Zeile) pup. At this point the audience could see Jack's hesitation to escape before trying to save the animal. And so could Rebecca (Mandy Moore). Rebecca demanded Jack leave the pet behind, but Father Of The Year couldn't let Kate down so he went back into the window to get the dog. So now teen Kate, Rebecca, and teen Randall (Niles Fitch) are all waiting for Jack to make it out when they see a blaze come through the room they last saw him in. It's this moment when both the family and the audience are panicking, thinking Jack is probably burning to death. Leave it to This Is Us to keep twisting the road though, because Jack DOES make it out of the house WITH the dog.

(For all you Kevin fans, teen Kevin (Logan Shroyer) is out in the woods with girlfriend, so he is completely unaware of everything at this point.)

Oooookay. So now the Pearsons have lost their house but not their hope as everyone seems to be FINE following the fire. Keyword here being seems. Jack has some burns on his body, and he has inhaled a dangerous amount of smoke. The EMTs are highly recommending he get to the hospital ASAP. Rebecca drops the kids off at Miguel's (Jon Huertas) and they head into the hospital to get the damage checked out. It's there that the doctor reiterates the unhealthy amount of smoke Jack took in, but for everyone concerned, things are generally looking safe. Rebecca takes this opportunity of relief to leave his room and make a few phone calls to nearby hotels. As soon as she left his room, ahhhh shit. Fans knew.

As she's making the phone calls, the audience sees nurses and doctors scrambling behind her into Jack's room (completely out of her view). Things are NOT good. When she hangs up, she goes to the pathetically empty snack machine and grabs a candy bar. That's when the doctor walks up and starts telling her the news. Jack died of cardiac arrest. Jack died. JACK DIED. And he was completely alone when he died. She was not with him. JACK DIED. Inhaling that much smoke not only affects the lungs, but the heart too. It was too much damage. Jack died.

The episode doesn't end there, but that's the moment everyone was waiting for -- the moment that had been torturously teased out over two seasons. In later scenes we learn: Rebecca spends every Super Bowl Sunday by cooking Jack's favorite lasagna and watching the big game by herself (Miguel gives her space every year on this day), Kevin (Justin Hartley) finally visits his father's place of rest and has a chat with his spirit, Jack sends Rebecca a sign every year on Super Bowl Sunday, Kate (Chrissy Metz) almost loses the VHS of her singing with Jack watching but Toby (Chris Sullivan) gets it saved with the help of a guy he knows, Kate uploads the video in the cloud (not on the cloud), Randall (Sterling K. Brown) celebrates the Super Bowl every year with a huge party for his daughters and their friends, Beth (Susan Kelechi Watson) accidentally kills the new pet lizard and Randall comes to terms with his mourning of Jack when he gives a memorial for the pet reptile, Randall and Tess (Eris Baker) have a heart to heart where Tess reveals she's been feeling like Randall wants a new life but realizes that's not true and she'd actually like the family to foster again, Deja (Lyric Ross) comes back, and finally, we learn that Tess grows up to become a social worker who matches foster children with new homes -- and Randall meets her for dinner once a week at her office.

Needless to say, fans have a lot to say about the wrecking ball of an episode on Twitter. Read the most cathartic responses (below):

Call your parents, hug them, and spend quality time with them. You never know when it will be the last time. Omg, this episode broke me! I cried the whole time. @NBCThisisUs #ThisIsUs — SandyT (@sassygirlcanada) February 5, 2018

Remember when Randall told William he needed to have a nurse so he "wouldnt die while no one was watching" now we know why 😭 #ThisIsUs — What a story, Mark (@WhatAStoryMark2) February 5, 2018

Me: Ok I know that this is the #ThisIsUs episode where Jack dies. I’m ready

*Jack dies*

Me: pic.twitter.com/QJOcg1jjML — Emily Zalewski (@emily_zalewski) February 5, 2018

Y’all play too much 😂 #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/XtgtQoABjT — Noe Rubio (@noe_r10) February 5, 2018

When someone asks if I watched #ThisIsUs tomorrow... pic.twitter.com/pHyfInnihM — Taylor Christie (@TChristieee) February 5, 2018

What now? Am i supposed to sleep now? Drink til i fall asleep? Sue the hospital? Wonder what the Dr. wants? Practice my side-eye for Kate on Tuesday's episode? #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/uxrKuFUCNR — Brittany 👩🏿‍💻 (@organizedbybrit) February 5, 2018

Last time Mandy Moore hurt me this way was with A Walk To Remember... #ThisIsUs — Mermaid Seabreeze (@soulful_hippy) February 5, 2018

I DON'T EVEN KNOW THIS MAN, THIS IS A SHOW, I'M DONE. These are the things that I tell myself every week and it never get better. #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/06KBx81jX4 — ZVY (@BlessedZvy) February 5, 2018

Finding out that the social worker was Tess 😭 #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/lnM3XwZgDg — Elizabeth Ashley (@LizShady) February 5, 2018

To Do List: 1. Call my dad. 2. Google if can I take bereavement leave for a fictional character.#ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/pYUlGW8pr9 — DJ (@IamnotnotBatman) February 5, 2018

Just when I thought the little black boy was bout to be moving in with Randall family, a white family walk in and I’m shook. Then I find out we in the future and the social worker is Tess 😭😭😭 I can’t deal #ThisIsUs — JERE (@GodWillExalt) February 5, 2018

I AM DESTROYED EMOTIONALLY #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/Z6DTcmlMF0 — Melodie Joy Di Rocco (@meldirocco) February 5, 2018

How did they have a play from tonight's game in the show. Mind blown #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/Mkf9JmVgIH — Marcus Wilkins (@marcuswilkins24) February 5, 2018

Me while watching #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/IMdoiRScyM — Yancy (@fancyyancyy) February 5, 2018

If you were to combine The Fault In Our Stars, with Titanic and every Nicholas Sparks movie, #ThisIsUs would still be 1000x more heartbreaking. 😭💔 — Kylie Wazonek (@KylieWazonek) February 5, 2018

This Is Us: before, during and after #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/2QCR7CnoCj — tina tobias (@tobias_tina) February 5, 2018

did no one else hear jack whisper rebecca’s name when she was at the vending machine?! DID NO ONE ELSE HEAR THAT?!?! #ThisIsUs #ripjack crying for a year now... thanks bye. — Nikii (@nikii1013) February 5, 2018

I won’t be available at all next week. I need time to recover from tonight’s episode. It broke me. #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/3vmFeso4pY — Sarah (@SarahBelles23) February 5, 2018

I get that not everyone understands the appeal of #ThisIsUs ...but to those of us who watch, it's about life - relationships, family, love, conflict, struggle, loss, pain, vulnerability, strength, hope, happiness, peace, truth & everything in between...❤❤❤ — Pamela (@pokerpami71) February 5, 2018

It wasn't just fans tweeting. See what the creator and the cast had to say (below):

Just so everyone knows it....#JackPearson lives in all of our hearts. He’s you. He’s me. He’s Us. Thank you all for supporting our show. We love you all :) And this isn’t the end of Jack. Stay tuned. #ThisIsUs. MV — Milo Ventimiglia (@MiloVentimiglia) February 5, 2018

Ooof.💔 I think we could all use a little support right now. Come on in. #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/PfG2HyVZy6 — Mandy Moore (@TheMandyMoore) February 5, 2018

My mom died 10 years ago, unexpectedly. It’s the hinge upon which my life swings. Jack’s death is the Pearson hinge. We look back. We move forward. That’s our collective journey. Sad? Yes. But when you look through a wide enough lens - it’s also outrageously beautiful. #ThisIsUs — Dan Fogelman (@Dan_Fogelman) February 5, 2018

I don’t have words #ThisIsUs 💔 — Chrissy Metz (@ChrissyMetz) February 5, 2018

Wow. Okay, so there's just two days to recover before a new episode?? OKAY. #ThisIsUs — Sterling K Brown (@SterlingKBrown) February 5, 2018

Ready to see what the future holds? #ThisIsUs pic.twitter.com/V8fnqtByjf — Sterling K Brown (@SterlingKBrown) February 5, 2018

WHAT. A. SHOW!!!

You can catch the next episode this Tuesday at 9 p.m. EST on NBC.

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This Is Us Fans Are GUTTED By The Super Bowl Episode — See The Most Tear-Filled Twitter Reactions HERE!

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