jeremy your face. what is happening

(BMC) Rich Got A Boyfriend, Song Parody

Parody: Rich Got a Boyfriend
Song: The Smartphone Hour (Rich Set a Fire)
By: Be More Chill

The parody no one asked for, and yet I made.
Also I kind of gave up halfway ahaha sorry

Come on Jer
I know you’re there, ugh
Wait until I tell you what I heard
It’s too great to type it out
It’s ripe
Call back
You’ll freak out, I am sure

Player Two is calling
Player Two is calling
Player Two is calling

Oh my god
Oh my god
Okay so

At the end of school last evening
Very end of school last evening
Did you see Rich?

Yeah, I saw Rich

So he’s behaving weird beyond his normal habit
Jumping up and down like a crazy rabbit

It must be hard living with no squip
I can’t blame him for kind of losing it

Right but
He’s not insane

I never said he–

Yo, he’s not insane!!

I never said he…?

Because I know that it looked wack
But there were reasons for his lack
Of dignity– he had a plan he was scared to do
His fear kicked in and made him look like a goddamn fool
Now, do you want me to tell you?

Spit it out, spit it out!

You really want me to tell you?

Spit it out, spit it out!!

I’ll tell you ‘cause you are my closest friend

I’m your boyf

Yeah, I know
So here’s what happened at the school-day’s end

Rich approached Jake and asked him out on a date
Rich approached Jake and asked him out on a date

He told him he was bi
Wanted to give guys a try

And then Jake said yes and now I think they’re a pair
And then Jake said yes and now I think they’re a pair!!

Omg, Chris, answer me
Is some major news that you need to hear!!


And also space and awkward face
I know you’re not very into gossip and that we’re still uncomfortable over our failed relationship but I actually think you’ll like this and I’m sorry once again about everything, okay?
Smiley face, huggy, question mark


You good?

I am

Awesome so
At the end of school last evening
Did you see Rich?

No I left quick

So he’s behaving weird and Mike was freaking
That Rich lost it; he was shrieking

His life is really bad just give him a break
He still has burn marks from burning down that house

His life is really bad just give him a break
He still has burn marks from burning down that house

Right but
That’s not the point
This time he actually had a plan
Involving Jake– I think you already understand

Rich approached Jake and asked him out on a date
He told him he was bi
Wanted to give guys a try
And then Jake said yes and now I think they’re a pair!!
And then Jake said yes and now I think they’re a pair!!

Hey everybody, have you heard?
Rich got a boyfriend, now go spread the word!

Sending a text! (Text)
Sending a tweet! (Tweet)
Sending a text! (Text)
Tweet! (Tweet)
Release the information, step and repeat

I’m glad to hear (Hear)
That Rich is snout (Snout?)
No I meant out… Did I say snout?
Sorry guys, my typing skills are awful, no doubt
(All her typing skills are awful, no doubt!)

We’re all here
Just in case anyone tries to point or leer
Jake is lucky, so are you
You guys are adorable… And a good match, too!
We’re so proud
The tall popular guy is finally away from the crowd
We’re all here
Screw the haters, you have us so don’t you fear!

{Insert passive aggressive screeching}

If I Could Tell Her - Peter Parker x (f)Reader (June Song Challenge)

Words: 2210
Pairing: Peter Parker x (f)Reader
Featuring: ned, michele
Warnings: swearing, sad thoughts (reader saying they aren’t loved)
Summary: Based on the song If I Could Tell Her from Dear Evan Hansen, you have a crush on a boy but don’t have the confidence to talk to him. Peter looks like his friend, maybe he knows something. With that assumption in mind, you bring yourself to talk to him about your crush. How bad could a little lie be, Evan Hansen?
Authors Note: yes that summary was a little sarcastic but i love it thanks. I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS IM SCREAMING CUSJADUKWUQ I LOVE THIS MUSICAL SO MUCH. there are a lot of references to the musical in here…who can get them all? i will love you for forever if you get them all. (that one doesn’t count…and neither do the lyrics)

like always, lyrics are italicised

Peter / Song Challenge / Full Masterlist

Ao3 / What is this challenge? / Jadyn’s Challenge

In English, most times you were unable to focus. It wasn’t because of lack of understanding, daydreaming, or just not wanting to do anything; you were trying to read him. Not in a weird way of trying to figure out if you have telepathy, but you were trying to read his face to see if you could see what he was thinking. As he worked on the project with Peter Parker and Ned Leeds, you wondered if Peter and Ned were friends with him.

Of course, it would be hard to tell; as you do not talk to any of them regularly. Peter Parker: The dork you have talked to maybe twice who seems nervous around everyone. Ned Leeds: Peter’s best friend who is just as dorky, but you do not know the slightest thing about. He always acts strange around you when you two have to work together in other classes, you just assume he dislikes you. And Jeremy Donnel: the boy you have a major crush on, have not talked to in full sentences, but can’t get out of your head. With your face-reading, you were almost sure he has no idea who you are.

There were two minutes until the bell rang, meaning everyone in the class was already packed up and crowding around the door. You have lunch next period, and you were almost sure Peter had lunch then, too. It was now or never, and you were just going to do it before your mind chickened out on you and you never said a word.

“Hey, Peter,” You called and walked up to where he and Ned were standing. “Hi, Ned. How’s your project going?”

Peter jumped a little when he realized you were talking to him. “Um, it-it’s going- real-really well!” He stuttered out with a smile on his face. “Y-yours?”

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Goodnight (Evan Hansen X Reader)

WC: 2175

Warnings: Things get a lil spicy, weed is mentioned, sibling arguments

Summary: Y/N Mell’s older brother, Michael, has a bit of a freak out when he meet some Evan for the first time in a less than ideal situation

Tagged: @lildipstick @bellasabb

A/N: I rolled a few requests into this one. The BMC/DEH crossover request, Evan and the reader being each other’s first kiss, and just general Evan fluff. Enjoy

“I, uh, I had a really great time tonight Y/N.” Evan said as we walked along the footpath, his hair gold in the light.

“So did I. I will say that the highlight was definitely when I tripped over that tree root trying to climb a tree that you were already half way up.” I said and Evan chuckled, squeezing my hand.

“I felt so bad, but you did look adorable trying to get up that tree.” Evan muttered and I smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Evan’s cheeks went bright red and he started sputtering, his mouth opening and closing rapidly. I giggled and squeezed Evan’s hand, which slightly eased up his sputtering.

“You, uh, you look really good tonight. I don’t know if it’s the light or whatever but you really do look.” Evan rambled, waving his free hand about enthusiastically.

I took in a deep breath and surged forward, pressing my lips bravely to Evan’s. He let out a squeak of surprise, but it was muffled by the kiss.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the kiss, cupping Evan’s face with my free hand. Evan kissed back hesitantly at first, but he eventually grew more eager, kissing back a little harder.

He set his hand on the small of my back and pulled me closer to him, his touch sending shivers up my spine.

I pulled away from the kiss and looked him in the eye, his cheeks flushed slightly and his lips quirked up in a small smile.

“That, uh, wow.” Evan said, chuckling nervously as he spoke. “That was my first kiss.” I muttered and Evan’s eyes widened a little.

“That was my first kiss too.” Evan said and I smiled, pulling him into a tight hug. He stiffened for a second, but he quickly relaxed into the embrace, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“You want to stay the night? Michael’s out with Jeremy, and mom and dad are out of town.” I said suddenly and Evan tensed up, his breathing speeding up a little.

“Your parents and brother won’t be home?” Evan repeated, his voice a little higher than usual. I nodded, biting my lip as I watched Evan contemplate the idea.

“I, uh, sure.” Evan said after a few moments of silence. I smiled brightly at him and kissed his cheek softly, noticing how quickly the blush spread across his face.

We walked home hand in hand, chatting about anything and everything. We arrived at my house and I unlocked the door, swinging it open.

“Here we are. Feel free to make yourself comfortable.” I said, shutting the door behind Evan and I. “Oh, uh, ok.” Evan said, sitting down on the couch.

“You want a drink? We’ve got a giant bottle of iced tea Michael bought for me, and I, unfortunately, can’t drink it all by myself.” I said and Evan chuckled to himself, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

“I’d like that.” He responded and I smiled, pulling out two glasses from the kitchen cabinet. I poured the drink and carried the glasses over to the living room, passing one to Evan.

“For you.” I said and he took the glass, our fingers brushing as I handed it over. “Thanks Y/N.” Evan said, taking a sip of the drink.

We drank in silence, and I sensed that there was something on Evan’s mind. “Hey, Ev. You ok?” I asked, putting a hand on his thigh.

He jumped slightly at the sudden contact, but he quickly calmed himself down. “I, uh, yeah. I’m fine.” He said, setting his glass down on the coffee table.

“Oh, ok. I was just, you know, checking.” I said, cursing myself for how awkward I sounded. Evan nodded, licking his lips as he did.

I looked around the room awkwardly before looking back at Evan. He looked absolutely adorable, and after a brief mental war, I took in a deep breath and kissed him.

This kiss was slightly harder than the first one, but it didn’t phase me. I took my hand off Evan’s thigh and placed both my hands on his chest.

I shuffled forward so I was pretty much sitting in his lap, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Evan kissed back eagerly, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I broke away from the kiss and slowly pushed down on Evan’s chest.

He leaned back so his back his the couch, and he looked up at me, his eyes wide and his lips slightly swollen.

“Woah.” I muttered, biting my lip as I drank in the sight before me. Evan’s cheeks went pink and I laughed softly, leaning down and resuming the kiss.

My hands wandered down Evan’s chest and stopped at the hem of his polo. I bravely slipped my hands under it and Evan shuddered, letting out a whimper at the contact.

I slowly pulled Evan’s shirt up, and he put his arms up in the air as I lifted off his shirt. I chucked it across the room, and looked down at Evan.

I bit my lip when I saw that he was surprisingly well built, and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. Evan’s hands sat on my waist, and slowly inched up under my shirt.

Evan hesitantly took my shirt off, and his eyes widened, scanning my torso. “Like what you see, Hansen?” I said cockily and he started sputtering again, his cheeks bright red.

“It’s all good, Evan.” I said and I attached my lips to his neck. He let out a gasp and almost instinctively rolled his neck to the side.

“Y/N.” He breathed out, his chest rising and falling a lot faster than usual. I simply smirked and grazed my teeth over his neck, eliciting a moan from him.

“Oh my god.” Evan muttered, his eyes shut tight. I took my lips off his neck and looked at him, a smirk on my face.

I trailed my hands down his chest, and his breath hitched when I undid the button of his khakis. I went to undo the zipper, but the sudden sound of an all too familiar voice made me jump out of my skin.

“Y/N Y/M/N Mell!” Michael shouted and I froze, my heart almost stopping.

“Hi Michael.” I said awkwardly, and I felt Evan tense underneath me.

“What the hell is this?” Michael said, turning the living room lights on. I winced at the brightness and tried my hardest not to make eye contact with Michael.

“Hey Michael, I heard you shouting and I… Jesus Christ.” Jeremy said, jogging up to Michael but freezing when he saw Evan and I.

“Y/N?” Jeremy said in disbelief, his jaw dropped low and his eyebrows raised.

“Hi Jeremy.” I said, waving at him awkwardly.

“And who’s this?” Jeremy said, gesturing to Evan with his head. Evan sat up, trying his hardest to avoid showing off the hickeys that littered his neck.

“Uh, I, um, I’m Evan.” Evan stammered, his face heating up as he spoke.

“Evan. Ok.” Jeremy muttered, nodding his head, clearly trying his hardest to process what was happening.

Michael, however, was frozen. He wasn’t making a noise, but I could swear there was a vein in his temple that was popping.

“How about you two put your clothes on?” Michael muttered, his face as red as the hoodie he always wore. However, his face was red from anger not embarrassment.

I nodded sheepishly, watching as Michael stormed off with Jeremy trailing after him. “I… I’m so sorry, Evan. I’m serious, I didn’t think this would happen, I, oh god.” I said, hastily pulling my shirt back on.

“I-it’s alright Y/N. I, uh, this is new for me, so.” Evan said, doing up the button on his pants.

“I just, I still feel really bad.” I muttered, watching Evan pull on his polo.

“Y/N, it, it should be fine. Michael looked mad, sure, but hopefully this goes well.” Evan said, pressing a gentle kiss to my head.

“Thanks Evan.” I said, and we stood up, making our way to the kitchen where a very angry Michael sat to the left of a less aggressive Jeremy.

“Glad you could join us.” Michael muttered, and Jeremy smacked his shoulder.

“Sit down you two.” Jeremy said kindly and I smiled gratefully at him.

Evan and I sat down, watching Jeremy wrap an arm around Michael’s shoulders in a vague attempt to calm him down.

“So, you two were just going to have sex on the couch?” Michael blurted and Jeremy shot Michael an annoyed look.

“Michael, were both 18. It’s perfectly legal.” I muttered, and I realised that that wasn’t a good thing to say.

“Just because it’s legal, doesn’t mean you should!” Michael shouted, and I crossed my arms.

“You have been smoking weed for at least three years, and it’s still not legal in New Jersey. Let alone for a minor!” I shouted, and Evan shot me a worried look.

Michael’s face turned cold and he let out something that sounded like a growl. “Whatever Y/N. That’s not important.” Michael said and I chuckled dryly.

“So it’s ok to accuse me of things, but when the tables are turned it’s not ok?” I said and suddenly Jeremy stood up, stretching his arms out.

“Can you two be civil, please?” Jeremy said and I let out a sigh, nodding my head reluctantly. “Now, what was the ‘backstory’ here?” Jeremy asked, putting quotation marks around backstory.

“Well, Evan and I spent the day at the national park, and then we came home. Things, clearly, escalated, and that’s the story.” I said and Jeremy nodded, a slight smile on his face.

“Mike, that sounds almost exactly like our first date. Except we were playing video games in your basement.” Jeremy said and Michael’s face softened, a nostalgic look crossing his face.

“I guess.” Michael muttered, his lips turning up in a smile. He let out a sigh, and I quickly took Evan’s hand in mine.

“I guess I was being a bit harsh with you two. You’re young and in love, and I know what that feels like.” Michael said, looking over at Jeremy, who was now blushing.

“Just, try to keep it in your pants when I’m home, Y/N.” Michael said and I groaned, but the smile on my face was wide.

“Thank you, thank you. I didn’t want poor Jeremy to have to clean my blood off the carpet.” I said and Michael chuckled, as did Evan.

“How about we have Evan over for dinner tomorrow night? Mom and dad could meet him in a slightly less uncomfortable and revealing manner.” Michael said and I looked over at Evan, who looked considerably less tense now.

“I’d certainly like that. Evan?” I said, looking over at him. His head snapped up and he nodded vigorously, a small smile on his face.

“Definitely.” Evan said and I smiled, pecking his cheek. Jeremy and Michael fake gagged and I rolled my eyes, sticking the finger up at them.

“I’m truly heartbroken, Y/N. Really.” Michael said and Evan chuckled slightly, running a hand through his sandy hair.

“I hate to be rude, but my mom said I had to be back home by 9, and it’s 8:45.” Evan said and I nodded, standing up with him.

“Well, do you guys mind if I walk Evan home?” I said and Jeremy and Michael exchanged smirks.

“As long as nothing funny happens, you’ll be fine.” Michael said and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

“Bye!” I called, walking out of the house with Evan. The door shut behind us and I let out a sigh, squeezing Evan’s hand.

“That was the most embarrassing thing that has happened to me.” I said and Evan shrugged his shoulders, smiling at me.

“More embarrassing than tripping over a tree root and falling face first?” Evan muttered and I gasped, lightly whacking his chest.

“You’re the worst.” I exclaimed, and Evan chuckled, his smile wider and brighter.

We walked briskly, our conjoined hands swinging slightly. Evan pointed out his house and we walked up the driveway, which was surprisingly steep.

“Here we are.” Evan said, gesturing to the building. I nodded and reluctantly dropped his hand, sticking my hands in my pockets.

“I really enjoyed myself. Well, I always enjoy myself when I’m with you, but, you know what I mean.” I rambled, rocking back and forth awkwardly on my heels.

Evan chuckled and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. “I had a great time. I’ll, uh, I’ll see you on Monday then?” Evan said and I nodded, taking a few steps away from the door.

“Yeah. I look forward to it.” I said and Evan smiled bashfully at me, twisting the doorknob.

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said, slipping behind the door. I let out a sigh and turned around, ready to walk home.

“Goodnight Evan.”

Be More Chill TimeLoop AU: The First Time

‘We need to get you home.’
‘Now.’ Listening to the SQUIP Jeremy was heading out the door when he reached for his phone to text his dad and realized it was gone.
“Damn it.” Jeremy turned himself around when his body stopped.
‘What are you doing?’
“My cellphone, I must have left it in there.”
'You can get a new one later.’
“Why? I just need to grab my phone.”
'We need to leave Jeremy.’
“It’s just my phone, then we’ll leave. Now stop whatever your doing, it’s creepy.” The SQUIP released Jeremy’s muscles allowing him to move again as he headed back into the house.
'If you insist on doing this, your cellphone is located upstairs in the third bathroom.’ Jeremy’s stomach dropped slightly. The one Michael was probably still hiding in.
'Yes and my system is still recovering from the alcohol so you are going to have to convince him to let you in. We can still leave.’
Jeremy thought about it for a second before second before going up the stairs. The party had started to die down by now with Jeremy having to walk around a girl who’d passed out on the floor.
He knocked on the door and was met by Michael’s muffled,“Occupied.”
“Michael, can…can I talk to you?” There was a long pause. “Michael?”
“You’re not getting the phone back.”
“I’m not here for the phone.”
“Mm-hmm, sure.”
“I’m serious.”
“And I don’t care.”
'Smooth Jeremy. Now let’s go.’
“Please Michael, I want to talk to you.” Jeremy was met by silence and was about to leave when the door cracked open slightly.
“I’m listening.”
“I…I just wanted to say I was sorry. You know for calling you a loser and leaving you alone.”
“Blocking you from my life.”
“Being just a general asshole.”
“Can you just open the door? Please.” The door opened the rest of the way allowing Jeremy to come in. Michael's​ hair was a mess, his eyes were red and puffy with tear stains still on his face. “Jesus Michael.”
“You forgot about the mall.”
“You forgot to apologize for leaving me alone at the mall.” Leave him alone? Jeremy thought back to the SQUIP trying to convince him to get a ride home with Brooke.
'You said he already left without me.’
'I’ve said a lot of things, you’re going to have to be more specific.’
'At the mall, you said he already left and told me to get a ride with Brooke.’
'Oh that, yeah I was lying.’
“Hey, Jer are you okay? You’re being weird again.” Jeremy shook his head turning back to Michael. “Hey do you smell that? It’s like something’s burning.” Looking out the small window the two saw smoke coming out from the first floor when someone shouted fire.
“Holy shit!” Both Michael and Jeremy rushed to the to the door when Jeremy felt his body freeze up. 'What the hell?’
'If you don’t want to listen to me fine, but I want you to know I’m doing this in your best interest.’
'What are you talking about?’ Jeremy’s answer was the SQUIP jerking his body forward slamming into Michael, knocking him to the ground.
“Ow, what the fuck Jeremy?”
“Michael I, I didn’t mean to-“Jeremy was interrupted when he felt himself move forward, slamming the door behind him before grabbing the hallway bench and jamming out it under the door. Jeremy watched frozen as Michael tried opening the door.
“Very funny Jer, come on open the door.” The shaking of the door handle continued as Jeremy could just stand there and watch. “Okay, this isn’t funny anymore. Jer, open the door.” Instead of helping Michael the SQUIP moved Jeremy’s body away from the bathroom down the stairs.
'What the hell are you doing?’
'It’s my job to improve your life Jeremy and to do that you need to let go of Michael. I can see that as long as he’s around you’re going to want to go back to your ugly nerdy self.’
'So you’re going to kill him?’
'If that’s what it takes.’ The farther Jeremy got away from the bathroom the more Michael’s shouts were drowned out by the spreading fire. Jeremy could feel tears running down his face as he finally collapsed on the front lawn where everyone had started to crowd around and look at the blaze.
'This didn’t have to happen Jeremy but you forced my hand.’ Jeremy couldn’t speak as he broke down crying and still unable to move most of his body as the fire roared on with no one hearing Michael’s cries for help.
“-Or You’ll what?” Opening his eyes Jeremy saw he was in the bathroom again with Michael standing in front of the door glaring at him.
“What the fuck?”

Ride With Me (Part 13)

PAIRING: readerxbuckybarnes au


WARNINGS: Swearing.

Mind reeling from learning Bucky was once part of the Hydra gang she returns to his apartment to demand the truth.

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Oooo we’re so close to the end, I just want to thank everyone who has supported this series! It really means a lot, I hope you all enjoy this chapter! 


Originally posted by jlstreck

You heaved the remaining contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl; with a shaky hand, you ripped a chunk of toilet paper to wipe your mouth with as you slammed your hand on the flush button. Wrenching the door open you were faced with a sympathetic looking brunette.

“You really had no clue?” you frowned at her as you splashed the cool running water on your face.

“No Peg, I didn’t have a fucking clue. And considering you’re sleeping with his best friend I wouldn’t be so pally with me right now” you all but growled at Peggy who sighed.

“I know you’re angry right now (Y/N) but you don’t know the full story…not even Coulson and Ward know the whole truth” you narrowed your eyes at her through the mirror.

“Whose side are you on Peg?” the older woman gave you an unreadable look.

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Tom’s mobile beeped. It was a sign that a new video was uploaded by (Y/N). He was on a break while the crew was preparing the set for his upcoming scene. He took his mobile and looked at the video. There she was, the funny cute colleague. She was in her personal caravan, wearing big glasses on her nose and saying: “Being classy makes me gassy, haha, yes." 

The man started to laugh out loud, not holding it back. Robert was the nearest person to him and he had to know why was he laughing that much. "Hey man, what’s with you?” When Tom showed him the video, he understood. “You two are having this war for over two weeks." 

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You can find my Masterlist HERE!

Prompt: Hi, its me again. 😊. I saw that requests were open. If they still are I came back to make that request for a story where the reader disguises herself when Negan comes to Alexandria so he wont notice her. However one of the saviors starts bothering a young girl causing reader to tackle them and blow her cover. Thank you. ❤ @Lokis-Imaginary-friend (Tag isn’t working!!)

Ships: Negan x Reader
Words: 1,573
Warnings: Curses, sexual assault threats, violence
Category: Angst/fluff (???)


You stood in front of your sink in your cramped bathroom. You stared at the mirror before you, it was still steamed from the hot shower that you’d just had. You lifted one baggy sleeve of the sweatshirt you were wearing and caused a gap in the foggy glass.

A male version of yourself looked back at you. Your hair was tucked into a hat to give you the look of someone with short hair. You pulled the hat down a little so that it would implead most of the view of your face. You deemed yourself presentable and in all honestly a pretty hot man.

You were also wearing a grey, food stained, baggy sweatshirt that made your body look almost box like and also taking away the curve of your breasts. You looked like any other tired man in the end of the world.

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punished (jeremy gilbert one-shot)

Prompt: Your best friend Jeremy went on a hunting trip per Alaric’s request, and he specifically asked you to stay home. You, of course did the opposite and it almost cost you your life.

Requested: imagine number two with Jeremy Gilbert (picked from THIS list)

Pairing Jeremy Gilbert x Reader

Warnings: smut, lil rough smut maybe, spanking, nsfw image

A/N: I’m rereading this and holy shit this sucks. I’m sorry everyone. I’m still working to improve my smut writing. I hope you guys don’t dislike this as much as I do.

Jeremy pulls you inside your home and he slams the door shut and locks it. You wince and jump as he lets go of your hand and runs his hands through his long brown locks. He remained silent for a few more moments before sliding his hands across a small dresser and knocking everything down.


He sits down on your couch and runs his hands through his hair once again. You are tempted to pull his hands away, but you hold yourself back. After all, you directly disobeyed Jeremy’s order and this time, you put your life at stake.

“You know, normally I get mad, but I brush it off because you’re okay. You only want to help and I understand that, Y/N, believe me I do.” Jeremy looks at you tiredly and your heart wrenches. “But this time you put yourself on the line to save me. How the hell would I be able to live with myself?”

Jeremy whimpers and you immediately walk over to him, engulfing him in a hug he eagerly returns. He wraps his arms tightly around your back and yours immediately go around his shoulders. He holds you close and pulls you into his lap, as though he’d lose you if he let go.

“You’re the only person who keeps me sane, Y/N. You’re my beautiful best friend,” Jeremy whispers against the crook of your neck and nuzzles you. “God I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’re all I’ve got, Jer,” you rub his head and hold him close. “If scheming behind your back means that I get to keep you alive, I will do it.”

“What?” He pulls away slightly and looks up at you.

“If I hadn’t stepped in, Michael would have killed you,” you whispered, unable to meet his gaze. “Elijah was in town and decided to warn me, so I immediately went to Rick and it turns out that Klaus told Stefan the same thing.” You brush the hair out of his eyes and kiss his forehead. “I’m so happy you’re alive, Jeremy. I’d gladly risk myself for you, for a person who is so full of determination and light,” you whisper and kiss his closed eyes.

“I love you,” Jeremy whispers and his warm breath hits your neck as you look down a him, ready with your usual reply. “No, Y/N,” he whispers and lays gentle kisses along your jaw. “I’m so in love with you.”

“Jer,” your breath becomes caught in your throat as he removes himself from you, ready for rejection. “I never thought you’d say that.” He looks up at you and you place your lips against his, as though in a rush.

Jeremy responds fervently, one hand splayed across the small of your back as he intensifies the kiss. His free hand reaches up and lightly tugs your hair, causing you to gasp. He takes that opportunity to let his tongue slide into the crevice of your eager mouth. Your tongues wrestle as Jeremy lets his hands wander to your ass. You gasp and he removes his mouth from yours only to place it alongside your neck.

“You’re so, so beautiful Y/N,” Jeremy whispers against your neck as he lays soft, fluttering kisses against the base of your throat. “I can’t believe I almost lost you tonight.”

“You can’t get rid of me that easily, Gilbert,” you chuckle breathlessly and tug on his hair as he sucks down on your sweet spot.

“Who says I want to?” His lips quirk up one end as he looks down at the mark near your collarbone.

You let out a small hum of appreciation before moving your lips to Jer’s neck, causing him to whimper slightly. You kiss the side and slowly make your way to the small patch of skin just below his ear. You nip him lightly and he lets out a low moan, gripping your ass roughly. Smirking, you begin to suck on his sweet spot until a purple splotch covered it. You feel Jer’s erection growing underneath you and you gasp, closing your eyes to prevent a moan from escaping.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Jeremy groans and tugs your hair. “I’m so upset with you but I love you so much.”

“Take your anger out on me,” you whisper and his breath hitches in his throat, eyes darting to yours.

“W-what?” Jeremy squeaks out as you slowly stand in front of him.

“Take your anger out on me,” you whisper again, hoping that he catches on to what you’re saying. His eyes grow dark as a smirk makes it way to his lips.

“Oh dear, sweet Y/N, you’ve got no idea what you’re in for, do you?” Jer whispers and pulls you close. He lifts  up your shirt lightly and lays a small kiss on your bare stomach, close to your navel. He looks at you and waits a moment before his expression hardens and he suddenly smacks your ass. “I asked you a question.”

“S-sorry. I-I don’t know what I’m in for, no,” you whisper and look him in the eye as you bite your lip.

“It’s okay,” Jeremy whispers, resting his chin against your abdomen as his right hands rubs the area he smacked. “Sorry, babe. I know it stings, but that was just the tip of the iceberg.” Jeremy sits back and watches you. “You’re sure you want this?”

“Yes,” you nod immediately, never breaking eye contact. “I need this,” you whisper as Jeremy snarls.

“Turn around for me,” he whispers and you spin on your heels, your ass now in his face. Your short skirt made Jeremy moan, his erection growing immensely.

“Take your shirt off,” he sits up, elbows on his knees.You quickly turn around and look at him, confused. “I don’t need to repeat myself, do I?”

You shake your head and quickly remove your shirt, allowing your nude mesh bra to come to his view. Jeremy leans forward and grabs your clothed breasts in his hands, gently kneading them as you whimper under his touch.

“I want to hear you, princess,” he whispers and removes his hands from your breasts to your ass, squeezing gently and causing you to moan. “Just like that. I want to hear how I make you feel.” You nod as he continues to rub your ass, your hands moving towards your breast in hopes of creating more pleasure.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Jeremy yells out and immediately removes himself from you, leaving you vulnerable and confused. “You cannot play with yourself, touch yourself, or bring any sort of pleasure to yourself. Is that understood?”

“Y-yes,” you whisper and remove one hand from your breast. He raises his brows at you and you nod, melting under the intensity of his gaze and removing your other hand as well.

“Good girl,” he whispers and smacks your ass. “Take off your bra,” he whispers, biting your bare abdomen in the process. You quickly oblige, throwing your bra across the room a few seconds later. Jeremy’s lips slowly move up towards your breast, sucking and nipping on the skin around it.

“J-Jer,” you squirm and breathe heavily as his lips finally find their way to your sensitive buds. His left hand grabs your right breast, taking your nipple between his index finger and thumb while his mouth works on your left side. You let out a soft scream as he takes your bud between his teeth and smirks at you.

“You’re so sexy,” Jeremy whispers and sits back, lounging on the sofa. He pulls off his shirt and unbuckles his belt, slowly pushing down his pants and pulling out his erect member. You stood there, eyes wide and mouth silent as you took in his size. Jeremy was huge, thick and large as his eyes raked over your body. He wrapped his hand around his member and moaned, slowly moving his hand up and down his length. You tried to move forward and help him, but he held up a hand.

“Don’t move, Y/N. Let me watch you squirm as I touch myself. Watch my cock grow and wish you could have it in you, in your mouth,” he whispers and you shiver, the pool in your panties only growing bigger. Jeremy moans your name as he continues pumping his member.

You watch him and squirm, wishing that you could find your release with him. You watch his face as he causes himself pleasure while thinking of you. You wish it was you that was giving him the pleasure instead, you wish that he would ram his thick cock in and out of you. Before you can stop yourself, you move your hand down to the pool of your panties and you slowly push your panties aside and rub your folds.

“Y/N!” Jeremy yells and you look up at him, just then noticing what you had done. “I thought I said no touching yourself?”

“Y-yes,” your eyes widen and you nod. “I-I’m so sorry! I promise it won’t happen again,” you whimper and Jeremy stands, walking over directly behind you.

“Damn right it won’t,” he whispers and his hand immediately pushes past your panties and slaps your opening. “THIS,” Jeremy pinches your folds together and you yelp, arching back against him. “This is mine,” he growls against your neck, letting go of your folds and finding your clit. “THIS,” he flicks your clit and you moan loudly. “THIS is mine. No one but me can play with it. Understood?” You nod quickly and his hands rub your slit. His free hand smacks your ass much more roughly than before. “I need words, Y/N. Do. You. Understand. Me?”

“Y-yes,” you whisper breathily and Jeremy hums in appreciation, his mouth marking the side of your neck as his hand moves quickly over you in an almost animalistic manner.

“Who does this beautiful, soaking pussy belong to, Y/N?” Jeremy nips your earlobe as his slim fingers rub circles against your slit.
“Y-YOU!” You scream out as Jeremy rams two fingers inside of you, his thumb working on your clit.

“All mine,” he growls, his fingers rapidly moving on and out of you as his thumb flicked your clit repeatedly.

“I-I’m so close,” you whimper and Jeremy’s movements stop almost immediately, causing you to whine. “W-Wha–?”

“I’m punishing you,” he whispers and rubs his erection against your clothed ass before removing himself from you completely. He smirks as you turn around to face him. “I’m gonna go take a cold shower, babe.” Jeremy winks and quickly walks away, leaving you flustered and breathless.

Be More Chill Senior Year, It Takes Two

“You need to learn how to control that thing better!”
“Excuse me? Freddy is not a thing, he is an iguana.”
“And he keeps peeing on all of my shit!”
“Well if you didn’t leave your shit everywhere-”
“It was on the table!” Play rehearsal was going to start any minute and Rich and Jake were still arguing. It was obvious that for as much as they loved each other they had some issues they needed to work out. Michael rolled his eyes instead looking at the unoccupied seat next to him wondering where Jeremy was.
“Hey Christine, did you see Jeremy today?”
“No, I think he’s sick again.”
“Weird I talked to him last night and sounded just fine.” As if to answer him the auditorium door swung open and in came Jeremy, not sick and looking like ass. If anything he looked better than he had all week. He made his way over to Michael before sitting down next to him.
“Someone got up on the right side of the bed.” Christine remarked looking at Jeremy.
“I’ll say, what happened to you man?”
“Just took a good night’s sleep I guess.”
‘And a bottle of Raspberry Mountain Dew.’
That was when Mr. Reyes finally entered the room, passing out the scripts as he went by.
“Listen up everybody, those are illegal photo copies so try and memorize your lines as soon as possible so that we don’t get caught.”
“Oh I’m sure you’d know all about not getting caught,” Christine smirked at the face Mr.Reyes made.
“Alright you little smart ass, everybody on stage for scene one! Except for you Jenna, as Junior stage manager you will be in charge of the sound system! That right now being my laptop.” The rest of clambered on stage.
“-you know what? Maybe we should sleep on separate beds tonight!”
“I think we should!”
“Rich, Jake save your relationship drama for later when I actually want to hear about it. Christine, Brooke and Chloe we’re going to start you off stage left and as soon as the music starts you will come on stage. Jake, we’re not going to need you for a while so go help Jenna.” Rich made a face at him and Jake flipped the bird as he walked down. “Rich, Michael you’ll be slightly stage, holding hands. I’m sure you can manage that. And Jeremy, our leading man you need to be front and center. Everyone got that?”
“No, no, no! You girls need to be coordinated! Christine you’re doing fine, you two need to keep up with her!” He rubbed his forehead before looking at his watch. “Would you look at that, time for a five minute break.” He left the stage allowing everyone to move from their positions.
Jeremy cracked his back from having to stand in the same place for too long. Turning he saw Rich and Michael talking, still holding hands.
‘Well don’t just stand there Romeo, move one leg and I’ll move the other.’ Instead when the SQUIP moved Jeremy’s leg the teen’s other foot did not cooperate making him yet again fall down face first.
“Jeremy, are you okay?” Looking up from the floor he saw Michael and Christine crowding around him.
“I, I’m fine I just-” He felt a shock pass through his body as he let out a yelp of pain.
“Oh man, that’s a pretty nasty bruise on your forehead maybe you should go down to the nurse for an icepack.”
“I don’t-”
“Michael why don’t you take him?”
“Really I’m fine-” Jeremy tried getting up but felt a wave of nausea passed him.
‘Take the chance while you have it.’
‘What chance?’ That’s when it hit Jeremy. The chance to be alone with Michael.
‘That’s right and with my help I might even be able get out a few words other than uh,er,eh or eee.’
‘I don’t say eee.’ Another shock passed through his body causing him to make a little “eee” sound. ‘Ow, since when can you shock me again? You weren’t able to do that last night.’
'Besides the point.’
“Uh Jer you okay?”
“He has that weird look on his face, maybe I should take him to the nurse.” Everyone’s attention however quickly diverted to Rich and Jake who were now screaming at each other.
“It’s not like I asked to live with you! You’re the one who brought it up in the first place!”
“Well you know what? Maybe I’m starting to regret that!” A heavy silence fell over the auditorium as Jake said that. Rich was terrified of going back home and only then did Jake realize what he said. “Oh my God, Rich I’m sorry-”
“Fuck you Jake. I pay for that hotel room just as much as you, I got a job to support us and this is what you have to say to me? It’s just as much of my home as it is yours! I’m not leaving but if all we’re going to do is argue all the time I don’t think we should date anymore.”
“Rich, I said I was-”
“We’re done Jake. I’ll take the couch.” Mr.Reyes came back in the auditorium at that moment holding a half eaten Hot Pocket confused by the scene in front of him. He leaned over to Jenna.
“What did I miss?”

Don't Leave Me Heere Alone


In this i see Jeremy as asexual, he still masturbates and thinks about sex but when put in a sexual situation is uncomfortable. also all off the dialogue in the first scene is straight from the script.

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Michael burst into the hospital room and collapsed on the floor next to Jeremy’s bed. He knew that when Jeremy woke up he would probably kick him out because he made it obvious that he wasn’t cool enough for him now. He understood, he liked out of print games and retro skates, Jeremy probably resents the matching Pac man tattoos, a symbol to their uncoolness. He knew he would be kicked out when Jeremy woke up but for now he just needed to be there to reassure himself that Jeremy was alive. He came back every day just to continue to be sure that he was okay. Sometimes he would talk to Rich, who lay in the bed next to Jeremy’s. Some days he just sat there silently watching over Jeremy to make sure he was okay.
Today he sat holding Jeremys hand and stroking his hair gently. Eventually Jeremy began to shift and mumble. Michael didn’t want to be there when he woke up. He didn’t want to hear Jeremy call him a loser and tell him to leave again, he can’t. So, he stands and flees the room, just like he always does any time there’s a chance Jeremy might wake up.
“Hello?” Jeremy said trying to sit up, “Ow. Ow ow ow ow ow.”
“Feels like you’re missing a part of yourself, doesn’t it?”
Jeremy jumped, “…Rich?”
“Hurts like a motherfucker too,” he pauses, “Be honest, what are they saying about me at school.”
Jeremy tried not to visibly wince.
“That bad?” he asked.
“Sorry,” Jeremy mumbled.
“Sorry?” he said laughing, “I’m finally free of that shiny happy hive mind! When I get outta here, the ladies are gonna learn to love the real Richard Goranski,” His entire face lit up as if he realized something, “and the dudes. Oh, my god, I’m totally bi!”
“You’re squip’s gone? But how?” Jeremy stuttered.
“Ask your buddy. Anti-social headphone kid? He’s been by like a ton, by the way. What is he, your boyfriend?” Jeremy must have grimaced because Rich quickly added, “No judgement. Just curious. Totally bi now.”
Michael came striding into the room as he said this, “I’m sure some special someone will be lucky to have you, Rich,” Michael stated.
“You think?” Rich says hopefully. Michael smiled fakely and slid the curtain shut on Rich.
“What happened? All I remember is that noise, and…”
Michael cut him off noisily, “Oh man, it was genius! They were communicating with each other – they were linked! Which means… when you consider the kind of high-frequency sonic disturbance needed to wipe a system that powerful…”
Jeremy flinched as Michael’s voice had slowly made his head pound, “Michael. My head still hurts.”
Michael deflaughted. He needed to calm down, be more chill, “Right, ah… turns out you didn’t have to destroy every squip. Just one. And the rest,” he began making exploding noises. He was being so uncool. Jeremy probably wanted him to shut up. What was he even doing? Lame exploding noise, god Jeremy was going to leave him again. Why had he even come? Why was he even still talking? Oh, god why was Jeremy looking at him like that?
“I don’t get it,” Michael flinched preparing for Jeremy to tell him to leave, call him a loser, “After everything I did… you were still there for me. Why?”
Oh, that wasn’t what Michael was expecting. He told him about how his dad had persuaded Michael to help which lead to Jeremy’s dad coming in. They began talking and it became clear he wasn’t needed so he slowly walked out.
Jeremy was coming over for the first time since he had been released from the hospital. What if Michael screwed up? What if Jeremy left again? He couldn’t lose Jeremy again, he needed Jeremy. He tried his best to make his basement look cool but he had no clue what was cool. What if Jeremy thought video games weren’t cool? Of course, he did they weren’t cool. What will they do? He should have looked more into what was cool. Who was he kidding Jeremy was going to take one look at the basement and leave. He deserved to be alone if he couldn’t have been cool enough for Jeremy.
His thoughts were cut off by Jeremy’s voice, “Hey Michael,” and there he was standing there with a half-smile and his arms wrapped around himself.
“Hey buddy,” Michael said trying to appear relaxed. If he knew one thing it was that freaking out was not cool.
Jeremy stood there awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck, “So what do you want to do?” he asked.
Was this a test? Was he going to leave if he said the wrong thing? He didn’t want to lose Jeremy. He had missed him so much he couldn’t lose him again. He wouldn’t survive losing him again. Fuck he was freaking out, that wasn’t cool. Jeremy was going to leave.
“Michael, I’m sorry. What did I say?” he said quickly rushing towards Michael and placing his hands on his arms.
“I’m sorry, you can go,” Michael stuttered out gasping for air.
“I’m not leaving you while you’re having a panic attack Michael. What happened? Did I say something?” Jeremy said.
“I’m sorry,” he said stepping back, “I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t do anything,” Jeremy said softly, “Please tell me what’s wrong. I want to help.”
“I’m sorry, don’t leave,” he gasped out between sobs, “…be cooler… I’ll learn… please don’t… again,” quickly becoming unable to speak due to the rate of his breathing.
“Oh, oh Michael,” Jeremy said pulling Michael to him, “I’m so sorry. I’ll never leave you again. Oh, god Michael, I didn’t realize. You don’t need to be cooler. You’re perfect,” he rubbed slow soothing circles on his back.
“…sorry…don’t leave…sorry,” he clung to Jeremy grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and burying his face in Jeremy’s neck.
“I won’t, never again,” he said holding him as tightly as he could, continuing to rub circles on his back, “I’m so sorry, Michael. I wish I could take it back. I’m sorry,” he buried his face in his hair and inhaled slowly. He smelled like he always did, a mixture of weed and hot Cheetos.
He suddenly retracted Jeremy, “I’m sorry. I got your shirt all wet and gross. I’m sorry I’m being such a loser. I’ll stop and learn to be cool. I’m sorry,” he wrapped his arms around himself.
“No, Michael listen to me,” he said stepping forward and cupping his face in both his hands, “You don’t need to be cooler and don’t ever call yourself a loser ever again. You are the coolest person I know. I’m so sorry. I should have never left you alone or said those horrible things. You never deserved that. I’m so sorry.”
Maybe it was Jeremy telling him he was the coolest person he knew or the fact that he was cupping his face and was so close but whatever the reason Michael made one of the stupidest decisions he could have made. He surged forward and kissed Jeremy firmly on the lips. Jeremy froze, inhaling sharply, his eyes growing wide. They sat their lips pressed together awkwardly neither moving until Michael pulled back suddenly.
“Oh, my god I’m so sorry. You can just go. I’m sorry,” Michael stuttered stepping backwards.
“Wait no Michael, I’m not going to leave. Why did you kiss me?” Jeremy asked.
“I wanted too?” Michael said although it came out as more of a question than anything.
“Why would you want to?” Jeremy asked.
Michael was taken aback by the statement. Was this a test? He had nothing left to lose. He might as well just tell the truth, “Because I’ve been in love with you for like seven years,” he said chuckling slightly.
“You what?” Jeremy said.
“I’ve been in love with you since we were like nine, probably earlier we were just nine when I realized,” he rambled.
“Oh,” he said.
“I’m sorry?” Michael said not knowing what else to say.
“No don’t apologize,” he said still looking shocked.
“Are you okay? You kind of look like I broke you,” Michael said laughing awkwardly, “Are you sure you don’t want to leave? I’ll understand.”
“No, I’m just processing and I’m also slightly scared this a dream and if I do something I’ll wake up,” he said finally looking up at Michael, “The squip said that I needed to get over my feelings for you. You’d never like me back but you, do you have for a while, and oh god I called you a loser and left you alone in the bathroom. I made you think I was going to leave you again. I’ve been nothing but horrible to you. Why do you stay with me? I don’t deserve you,” he said softly.
Michael laughed, “Of course you do. Why would I deserve you?”
“Are you kidding? You’re awesome dude,” Jeremy said, “I’d say you’re a good kisser too but I think I’ll need more data for that,” he said smirking at Michael through his eyelashes.
“Oh yeah,” Michael said smiling back.
“Yeah,” Jeremy stepped closer.
“Well you never want to do something without enough data,” he says leaning forward.
“Never,” Jeremy replied closing the distance between them. Jeremy’s hands went to Michael’s waist pulling him closer. Michael laced his fingers into Jeremy’s hair. They stumbled backwards until they hit Michael’s bed Michael sat down and pulled Jeremy into his lap. He ran his fingers through Michael’s hair. Michael hummed and sucked Jeremy’s bottom lip into his and biting down slightly. Jeremy gasped pulling himself to closer to Michael.
“Fuck,” Jeremy said pulling back gasping for air, “I’ve thought about this for so long.”
Michael moans and pulls Jeremy down so they are laying on his bed with Jeremy on top of him, “God why didn’t we do this sooner? How can you possibly be so attractive? Fuck, I love you,” he said pulling their faces together again.
Jeremy pulled back and sat up. Michael sat up with him.
“Hey are you okay?” Michael asked carefully running a hand over his cheek.
“How far do you want to go with this?” Jeremy said quietly.
“How far do you?” Michael responded carefully.
“I don’t want to, uhm, have sex. I thought I did but then the squip forced me into a sexual situation with Chloe and all I could think was that I didn’t want it,” Jeremy stumbled out.
“We don’t have to and never will do anything that makes you uncomfortable. Is this okay, what we were doing,” Michael asks carefully taking Jeremy’s hands.
“Yes, yes, I would have said something earlier if it wasn’t. I just don’t want to actually have sex,” Jeremy said.
“Okay,” Michael said softly, “If I do something that makes you uncomfortable tell me. I only want you to feel safe around me,” he softly pushed a stray piece of Jeremys hair out of his face.
“I do,” Jeremy said calmly, “I can’t ever imagine you putting me in a situation I’m uncomfortable in and I know you’d never do that intentionally but I promise if it ever happens I’ll tell you. I love you,” he said placing his hand on Michael’s cheek and kissing him gently.
“I love you too,” he says when they pull back.
“Can I spend the night?” Jeremy asked, “I kind of already told my dad I probably would be,” he said blushing and looking away.
“Yeah of course,” Michael said checking the time, “It’s getting late. Do you want to lay down?”
“Yeah, sure,” Jeremy replied.
They lay there curled together for a while not really needing to talk having missed just being in each other’s presence. It wasn’t perfect, life never is, but it was theirs and that’s all that mattered to them in the end.

anonymous asked:

I have a prompt request my lovely! How about Jean experiencing some form of physical pain that would normally, you know, physically pain someone, during like practice or an outing or something but he just shrugs it off as if it were nothing but the thing is it was nothing because he is so used to immense torture that it was almost a refreshing sort of pain and nothing like Riko but the Trojans just kind of pause in his nonchalance cause any of them would be flipping out. Jerejean together please

Here you are! I hope you enjoy! It’s always tricky writing Jerejean at USC without invoking the captain power balance, but hopefully I balanced it.

The way Jean plays Exy isn’t made to look pretty. Strikers are the ones who make the game look elegant, with fancy footwork and quick saves. Jean is there to essentially act as a human battering ram.

It takes the Trojans a while to adjust to his style in scrimmages and in turn, he learns that while he should give his best at practice, he’s not in competition with his teammates like he was with the Ravens. That being said, old habits die hard and when he gets frustrated or feels like he isn’t doing well enough, and feels Riko’s phantom eyes on his back, he gets aggressive.

One particular day, Jean wakes up and is immediately on edge. He had a wretched nightmare, he’s barely slept and he can feel the Nest’s influence in his bones. Jeremy shoots him nervous looks while they get their gear on, but Jean waves him off, already feeling guilty enough about how he had to kick Jeremy out of his bed in the middle of the night, too claustrophobic to have anyone near him.

He pulls his helmet on and makes his way to the court.

Warm-ups and drills go without a hitch, but once they start to scrimmage, Jean feels off. He makes stupid mistakes, letting one too many strikers past him. He compensates with harder checks, riskier blocks. Eventually, he’s so frustrated that when he sees someone coming toward him, his body tells him to step left, but his mind makes him hold his ground, frozen, as the person barrels into him.

They both hit the ground hard, but Jean mostly breaks the striker’s fall. They pull their helmet off and ask, “You okay?”

He started to sit up, but she holds him down. “You need to stay, you hit your head pretty hard.”

He huffed, annoyed. “I am fine.”

Jeremy ran over at that moment to check on the situation. Seeing that Angelina was fine, he turned to Jean. “We’re gonna send someone over to look, okay?”

Jean sat up, ignoring their balking. “There’s no need.”

Jeremy’s forehead creased in concern. “Jean…you could have a concussion.”

“I know what a concussion feels like. I’m alright.”

Jeremy sighed. “I would still prefer if you sat out the rest of practice. But it’s up to you.”

Jean felt something ease in his chest. “I can play.”

Jeremy nodded. “Okay. But I have to have someone check you out really quick.”

Jean agreed and they went through the check. “No concussion.”

That night, Jean knew he and Jeremy would have to talk about all that transpired that day. Sure enough, Jeremy lasted two minutes before saying, “Listen, Jean, about practice…”

“It’s alright, Jeremy. I understand.”

“No, it isn’t. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want you to be hurt, but telling you what to do…I feel like him. And I don’t ever want to be that to you.”

“Riko would have made me play.”

“But am I any better if I still tell you what to do? I don’t want to act like I know what’s best.”

“You’re doing it because you care and it’s your job. He did it for control The difference is you don’t act like you have the right to tell me what to do off the field. I can differentiate the two.”

“I know, but-”

“Jere. Stop. I trust you. I know you won’t hurt me. The fact that we’re even having this conversation tells me that you’ll never be Riko.”

He patted the spot next to him until Jeremy hesitantly sat next to him. He leaned his head against Jean’s shoulder. “Does this mean I can sleep in your bed tonight?”

Jean chuckled and thought about how Jeremy immediately did what he asked, without question, at four in the morning and pulled him closer. “Of course.”

“Good,” came Jeremy’s muffled voice, “I missed you.”

Jean kissed his forehead. Bad days still happened, but he never had to face them alone.

Kids can be cruel (Jeremy x Jake) part 1

Based on a prompt from @piebsa ( thank you so much! )

 I have no idea what the hell these two’s shipname should be so i’ve decided it’s dancing jerks. because i got an hilarious anon saying their shipname should be jerk and also they had a dance-off during the party and if you go into the jerk tag on tumblr, things not fit for children come up. so. i bring to you: dancing jerks.

Jake’s been acting weird all day. It’s only about 11.30 in the morning so that may not be saying much but Jeremy’s observation still stands. Jake’s been acting weird all day, and he continues to act weird.

It’s Monday, the first school day after the party at Jake’s house. It had been a pretty small thing compared to how his parties usually are. Despite Jake suddenly being forced to move into a small apartment after the house-fire his parties have generally not decreased in size. He seems to be the most comfortable when there are as many people surrounding him as possible. As someone who’s until very recently only had one actual friend for the past 12 years (with one hiccup that’s upsetting to talk about) Jeremy can not relate.

This weekend had been different. The only people who’d been there had been Jeremy, Michael, Christine, Rich, Jenna, Brooke and Chloe. It was more of a get-together more than anything; it had been cozy! At least from what Jeremy can remember and believe him, it’s not much. It seemed that even though the amount of people who were coming had been significantly smaller, the amount of alcohol had…. Not. Jeremy can remember laughing at something with Michael, dancing with Jake. Sitting down to play “Truth or Shot” and that’s pretty much it.

Back to the issue at hand, Jake is acting weird. He’s, Jeremy isn’t sure how to put it exactly, friendlier than usual.  

“Hey Jer! Sit over here!” Jeremy freezes about ten feet away from the lunch table he was just about to sit at as Jake moves his jacket from the seat he gestured to. Michael is sitting on the other side of said chair so it’s not like it’d be /weird/ for Jeremy to sit there, what’s weird is, well, Jake.

“Don’t tease the poor guy Jakey.” Rich says with a grin and elbows his best friend in the rib. Jake looks more offended than hurt, although it can’t have been comfortable.

“I’m not teasing! Jeremy c’mon,” he says and pats the chair next to him. Jeremy finds himself moving towards Jake as if on autopilot, his mind is far too busy spinning with scenarios in which this type of behavior makes sense. If he’s being honest none of them are good. As he sits down and greets Michael he feels calmer, especially when the table around him fall into conversation that doesn’t have anything to do with him, he can just sit there and focus on eating while absentmindedly listening to Brooke telling Christine about some new boutique while Chloe plays with Brooke’s hair. He’s just starting to relax when suddenly he feels Jake’s arm on his shoulder, usually his cardigan would be acting as a barrier between himself and the rest of the world, but as summer is rapidly arriving Jeremy has been forced to leave it in the closet to avoid sweating as much as possible. The thin t-shirt hardly makes any difference and besides, half of Jake’s palm is touching Jeremy’s bare skin anyway. It takes a few seconds for him to realize that he completely missed what Jake was saying.

“Huh?” Very eloquent Jeremy. Jake only lets out a soft chuckle.

“I said, you’re looking good today, the cardigans cute but without it you show off your muscles.” He finishes his sentence with a squeeze to Jeremy’s bicep before pulling away leaving Jeremy more shook than he’s ever felt in his life. He doesn’t think anyone else noticed the exchange so he has no idea how he’s meant to know if what he thinks just happened actually did happen. That is until he turns towards Michael and finds his best friend sending a smirk his way.

“What the hell,” Jeremy hisses under his breath and for his troubles he gets Michael completely losing it and having to cover his face with his hand to keep from gaining anyone else’s attention with his laughter. Jeremy can still see his shoulders shaking however and he sends a swift kick to his left side; Michael’s way. He lets out a yelp when he hits the leg of Michael’s chair and feels as though he just broke his own foot. This time Michael doesn’t even try to hide his laughter and soon everyone around the table is trying to figure out what’s got Jeremy’s face so red it looks like he’s two seconds away from a nosebleed.

“Jeremy!” Said, very flustered, boy wishes he could say he doesn’t cringe when Jake shouts his name at the end of the day. He’s getting his backpack from the locker and he’s just about to leave and just be done with this terribly confusing and nerve-wracking day. Usually he enjoys Jake seeking him out, likes the attention. It feels comfortable. Usually being the key word. Today Jake’s been weird. Weird enough that Jeremy doesn’t know where he stands or what the game-plan is. Jeremy’s never been good at receiving compliments and pretty much everything that Jake has said to him today has been a compliment. Maybe if Jeremy was someone completely different he would enjoy this kind of attention as well. However he’s not, he’s just same-old Jeremy Heere and he can’t help but get uncomfortable and frustratingly suspicious at the way Jake’s been acting around him.

“Hey, Jake.” Jeremy forces a smile along with the words and Jake grins back at him.

“Ah! I wasn’t sure I’d be able to catch you before you left,” Jake says and reaches out to move a stray strand of hair away from Jeremy’s forehead. Jeremy’s heart skips a beat and he has to turn away and focus on closing his locker to at least attempt at hiding the blush once again taking over. He fumbles with the lock as Jake keeps talking. “Hey so, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?” the words tumblr out of Jake’s mouth and cause Jeremy to look up at him with a frown on his face and raised eyebrow.

“Uh… sure? Should we ask the others? I can send something to the group chat-” Jeremy says and reaches into his jeans pocket for his phone, something about Jake’s demeanor is, in risk of sounding like a broken record, weird. He seems almost nervous. The smile on his face is still very present but he’s fidgeting a bit, swaying where he stands as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other. At Jeremy’s words he shakes his head violently and takes a step forward.

“No!” His voice is insistent and as he speaks he grabs Jeremy’s hand. The one that was on its way to fish his phone out of the pocket. Jeremy freezes like a deer in headlights at the action but Jake doesn’t let go. Quite the opposite he pulls Jeremy’s hands towards him and holds it between them.

Jeremy isn’t sure how he’s meant to respond in this situation and what he means by that is that there seem to be a hurricane of screaming going on inside his mind resulting in him staring cluelessly into Jake’s eyes. “Uh… I’m…huh?” he finishes helplessly, his voice going up in octave as he fumbles with words. He curses himself at the lack of intelligent response, especially when his stuttering prompts a laugh out of Jake on his expense. Jeremy swallows and looks down at the hand that Jake is holding, which really isn’t much better, but at least he doesn’t have to look Jake in the eye as he’s humiliating himself.

“Uh, i meant like… just the two of us!” Jeremy’s frown grows deeper as Jake keeps speaking, “LIke- like a date!” Jeremy’s stomach drops as Jake forces the last words out and he doesn’t notice how breathless Jake sounds. He clenches his teeth and tears his hand away from Jake’s grip. “Jeremy?”

“Do all popular people think this sort of thing is funny?” Jeremy’s voice is shaky but his tone is viscous.

“Uh… what?” Jake sounds caught off guard and the fact that Jeremy seems to somehow have the upper hand. He swallows and looks back up at Jake who’s still smiling, but it’s unsure and doesn’t reach his eyes.

“Do you think I’m stupid?” He can feel his eyes welling up in frustration as he spits out the last word, he prays that he won’t cry, that no tears will escape.

“Jeremy,” Jake looks as though he’s about to reach out and put his hands on Jeremy’s shoulders so the latter takes a step back, not breaking eye-contact but well out of Jake’s reach. “You’re gonna have to catch me up on what’s going on in that mind of yours,” Jake says weakly, the smile gone from his face and voice uncertain, “I’m sorta lost..”

“What kind of dumb dare is this? Or was it your own idea?”

“What? Jeremy-” but Jeremy is already shaking his head and getting ready to turn away.

“Make fun of the loser for having a crush? How fucking original.” With that he’s gone and Jake is left behind wondering what the hell just happened.

Boyf Riends: Internet History

“Hey Jeremy?” Michael had just taken a seat at the table holding the laptop as Jeremy was in the middle of eating some cereal. “I was working on a paper for Mrs. Marsden’s class when I accidentally clicked on on previous searches and well…what’s FurFinity?” Jeremy choked on the cereal as Michael opened the laptop.
“What? I mean, uh, erm…oh yeah, I must of clicked on it by accident last night…” Jeremy tried desperately to hide his embarrassment as Michael Mm-hmmed before clicking the back button.
“And I suppose that all these other times were accidents too?” He gestured to the screen that now displayed a log of all the websites he had been to in the past twenty four hours with the same site reappearing multiple times along with other similarly titled pages.
“What I meant to say…uh…well you see I…”
“And there also just happens to be a saved folder labeled favorites with links to this same site?” Jeremy couldn’t respond now with a face so red and ashamed that it told Michael what his boyfriend was thinking. “I really need to show you how to delete your browser ​history, could you imagine what would of happened if your dad found it.” At that very moment Jeremy’s dad walked into the kitchen where he saw the two boys having this awkward conversation when he saw the image on the screen and slowly backed out, heading straight for his computer.

“Beanbagging” SFW Preview

Hey, dudes. I’ve been working on a fic and figured I’d go ahead and put out a preview for it while I plan the end of it. This is all of the relatively SFW content before we bring out the big guns. If you want to read the full fic, in all its NSFW glory, it’ll be tagged as ‘Beanbagging’ if you want to look out for it. It will also be on AO3 under the same name!


Enjoy reading!

The little pixelated man jumped up and down on screen, dodging monsters, grabbing coins, and putting his life on the line, while Jeremy Heere sat in the comfort of his room. He was doing pretty well, actually. He almost always had a lower score than Michael, who seemed to be having a bit of an off day in Apocalypse of the Damned. Jeremy heard the tell tale 8bit whoops of a fallen comrade as the other character on screen twirled head over heels and died.

Jeremy looked over to his best friend in the beanbag beside his own, with a look of concern. Michael was never this bad at Apocalypse. The last time Jeremy could remember Michael being this off in a game was the day Michael had first asked him out on a date five months ago.

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Player 1 and Player 2, Boyf riends

TW: cursing, mention of sex


“Fuck you, Jeremy! We both know that I’m player one!”

Michael and Jeremy were at Game Stop at the mall and were currently arguing over who the dominant one was in their relationship. They found these super cute bracelets with metal plates. Both had controllers and hearts engraved on either side of “Player One” and “Player Two” respectively.

“No way, Michael! I’m definitely the one in charge here!”

“Seriously, Jer?! I’m always player one when we play games in my basement!”

“So what?!”

“So?! I’m player one!”

“It’s your house! That doesn’t count!”

“Sure it does!”

“I’ve had sexual contact with more people!”

“What does that have to do with this?!”

“I’m trying to prove my dominance!” Jeremy shouted.

The two boys were completely oblivious to the stares they were getting from store clerks and customers alike.

“That only happened because of the squip! That doesn’t count!” Michael exclaimed.

“Why not?!”

“Because I’m the top!”

“Oh really? Tell me, Michael, how many times have I sucked you off?” Jeremy asked smugly.

The taller boy’s face went red as whispers started around them.

“S-so?! How about the number of times I’ve-“

Both boys felt a hand on their shoulder.

“I’m gonna have to ask you two to leave.”

They both looked up at the man standing there with embarrassment engulfing their features. His name tag read “manager: Aaron.”

“S-sorry about that, sir. We’ll be going now.” Michael took his boyfriend’s hand and led him out of the store. Once they had gotten away from all the horrified standbys, the two of them burst into fits of giggles.

“Oh my god, I cannot believe that just happened!” Jeremy laughed, hunching over and grabbing onto Michael’s arm for balance. The other boy wasn’t much help as they both leaned into each other as they attempted to calm down.

After a few minutes, they did. Michael wiped tears from both of their eyes and smiled at his boyf.

“I think they have the same bracelets at Hot Topic,” he said.

“Let’s go!”


Please request prompts! I’ve got a lot, but I also want to know what you guys will enjoy reading.

anonymous asked:

I raise your one-sided Jeremwood with Ryan pining after Ray left even years after, just always got mementos and roses and ray's old stuff so Jeremy tries to be better than Ray ever could and prove he wouldn't leave Ryan but it's never enough, it never seems to be enough and Jeremy can't hate Ryan but he just wants Ryan to see him and love him and it just all comes out one night when he comes home from a night with the lads and Ryan just doesn't know what to do or say- I think about this alot

Hhhhhnnnng you’re going to hate me anon because almost all of my FAHC Ray verses headcanons him as dead. And sometimes dead at Ryan’s expense so…

So imagine how deeply complicated but committed their love was for each other. Ryan was so emotionally attached. He couldn’t be away from Ray and couldnt lwt him go, couldn’t stop praising him but one day Ray just needs… space. Away from the life. Away from the crew.

And it tears Ryan apart and eats him alive and he’s worried sick to the point of no sleep or eating. He stalks Ray to make sure he’s okay. He leaves care packages and letters at his apartment. Michael has to tell him to stop.

So he does.

It takes a couple months but Ryan’s less of a wreck. It takes six more and Ryan can go days without thinking about him. It takes a year and Ryan’s heart doesn’t jump out of his chest every time there’s a knock at the door, expecting Ray has returned.

And one day there’s a knock that he’ll soon comes to dread. Just a package, a large box filled with Ray’s things, or whatever was left of them. Things he wouldn’t just give up or throw away. Things that he cared about. Including things from their relationship.

That’s when Ryan broke.

That’s when he hardened.

So three years past when Jeremy shows up it’s pain all over again. Pain he doesn’t show, but feels digging into his sides like a sharp knife. Because Jeremy’s so sweet. So caring. And tries so so hard to gain Ryan’s affection.

Jeremy’s outraged. Furious. He pours his heart into every bit of emotion behind his words to try and break this apathetic, stone cold, emotionless, /skull faced bastard/… and he’s drunk. And he’s crying. And he can’t contain himself.

Ryan can’t explain it to him. Ryan can’t explain it to himself. So he stays quiet, stone cold, and seemingly emotionless… on the outside. Because he knows.

He knows he’s already fallen for Jeremy. He knows he’ll do anything to protect Jeremy. He knows he can just give way. But not again, not after what happened to Ray.

(BMC) Spider fear headcanon

-Before the whole squip thing, Jeremy spent a lot of time in Michael’s basement
-Michael, being Michael, never really bothered to put any order down there, so the place was basically a wreck
-And in the wreck lived spiders
-A whole colony of them
-Jeremy hated them
-Hated? More like was deathly afraid of
-With their long ugly legs and fat little bodies
-Michael, of course, teased the hell out of him for that
- ‘Long legs? Little bodies? Jer, are you sure you’re not describing yourself?’
‘Michael I swear–’
-One day, they were playing video games when a spider crawled out of the bag of chips they were sharing and went up Jeremy’s arm
-Michael started to laugh
-He helped lure it back onto a dorito and tossed it out the window
-Jeremy cried
-Michael stopped laughing
-Skip a few months ahead now: The squip has been taken, Jeremy is still in the beginning of his ‘cool transformation’
-The squip convinces him he has to get over this fear
-Jeremy agrees doutbfully
-So the squip marches him over to Michael’s house
-‘Are we gonna hang out with Michael?’
‘No. I’ve chosen a time when I know that he and his father are out.’
‘Wait, Michael’s out with his dad? But they never hang–’
'Michael’s father issues are not the point here, Jeremy. The point is that you are going to go to his basement, wait for an hour, and leave before he returns.’
'Don’t question me. Just do it.’
-Jeremy does
- 'Okay, I’m in the basement. Now what?’
'Walk to the farthest corner.’
-Jeremy does
-And suddenly finds himself paralyzed
-He tries to move but can’t
-He mentally yells at the squip but the squip shrugs him off with a 'I’m helping you face your fear head-on.’
-In less than five minutes, a spider crawls onto his shoe
-Jeremy screams
-Half hour later, three more have joined the first
-The squip isn’t satisfied, because 'I had calculated ten’
-Michael ends up coming home early
-He finds Jeremy standing in a corner of his basement, crying, with five spiders crawling up his legs and arms
-He rushes over and brushes them off
-The squip is really annoyed
- 'Tell him to screw off’
-Jeremy tries, but is crying too hard to form the words
-Michael is very confused
-He hugs and comforts him anyway
-The squip keeps telling him that their goal is completed and can Jeremy just leave already?, but Jeremy is too much of a nervous wreck to obey
-He just curls up in himself while Michael hugs him and tries to figure out what happened
-Jeremy finally whispers that he was trying to face his fears
-Michael gets mad
- 'It’s okay to want to get over a spider-phobia, but breaking into my house and trapping yourself with them is just setting yourself up for a panic attack, Jeremy!!’
'I know, I know’
'Did your squip make you do this?’
-Jeremy goes to say yes
-The squip intercepts him: 'No’
-They spend the rest of the day just cuddling quietly
-They watch bad movies and eat snacks
-Michael lets Jeremy win at video games
-The squip tries to regain control but can’t because Jeremy’s mind is far too rattled for commands right now
-It can’t even optic nerve block
-All it can do is sit and wait
-When Jeremy is ready to leave, he asks Michael if he’s afraid of anything
-Michael says 'rejection’
-And closes the door
-Jeremy makes a mental note to help him get a girlfriend
-The squip makes a mental note to deactivate itself so it doesn’t have to deal with such an idiot anymore

Expensive Headphones AU: A Different Play

“Excellent work Ms.Valentine.” Jeremy’s eyes widened as Mr.Reyes said this.

“Excellent? But Chloe’s terrible she never remembers her-Mr.Reyes you can’t let anyone else drink from that beaker!”

The teacher turned to Jeremy with an unnatural smile on his face,“Don’t be silly it’s more than safe, I should know. I tried it myself.”

‘Up up down down left right A.’

“I have to get out there.”

“I can’t let you do that Jeremy,” Mr.Reyes blocked the stage entrance. “You needy, pathetic students! You think I want to teach highschool drama? In New Jersey?! My SQUIP says I can go all the way to Broadway, I just need to keep you from ruining my big night.” His SQUIP materialized next to him as Jeremy glared at it.

“You’re going to SQUIP the whole cast.”

‘That’s just for starters.’

“That’s not what I wanted!”

‘It’s the only way to achieve what you want!’

“I’ll fight back, alcohol messes you up right? I’ll get drunk!”

‘And I’ll be back when you’re sober, unless you intend on staying wasted forever.’

“You’re a computer, there has to be a way to stop you!”

‘It didn’t work Halloween night, what makes you think it’s going to work now?’

“Because I know Mountain Dew Red can stop you! It worked for Rich, it can work for me. I just need to find Michael!” The SQUIP’s face remained unfazed.

'I already knew you’d try that, so I had Jenna give him something to drink. Look in the front row.’ Jeremy nervously looked past the curtains and saw Michael blankly staring ahead at the stage.

“Oh my God, Michael…”

'I’m going to improve your life Jeremy. Even if I have to take over the entire student body to do it!’ The SQUIP began to flare causing Jeremy to back away. Both were surprised when someone jumped on stage.

“Rich makes an entrance!”


“Yeah, so I come to see where the hell Michael is when I see a little bit of the play. I think, huh. This is pretty good for a school play. Then I realize, this is way too good for a school play! They’ve all been SQUIPed right?”

“Why didn’t you come earlier?”

“Well me and my boyfriend were supposed to be going on a date and since he’s my only ride I had to walk. No one SQUIP’s my boyfriend.” As he said that he brought out a bottle of Mountain Dew Red. “Yeah, it forgot one bottle. Hey Jake!”

“Rich! What took you so long?”

“This is gonna sound a little weird, but if I hold down Jeremy can you force him to drink this bottle of Mountain Dew Red?” Jake shrugged his shoulders.

“Actually that doesn’t sound weird at all.” Jake moved over when all of a sudden he stopped.

'Up up down down left right A.’

“Ergh,” he stopped to the ground in pain before jumping up.


“Holy shit, this is awesome!” Rich turned to Jeremy, grabbing him by the hand and running in the opposite direction before they ran into Chloe and Brooke.

“There you are Jeremy.” Both shivered as they circled around him.

“I just want you to know I’m not mad you broke my heart and slept with my best friend.”

“Dude, what the fuck?”

“The SQUIP told me to.”

“That’s still a pretty dick move.”

“No one asked you Rich.”

“Just saying.”

“And I’m not mad you dated my best friend and you wouldn’t sleep with me.”

“He didn’t sleep with you?”


“OMG!” The girls started taking to each other allowing the two to scrap away but not before Rich made a disgusted noise.

“Rich, the bottle!”

“Dude, there’s only a few drops left! How am I supposed to-Apocalypse of the Damned!”


“The game!”

“Yeah I know what it is, but how do you know what it is?”

“I’ve been playing it with Michael. I’m his new player Two.” Jeremy paused at that. Michael had found somebody else? Well yeah it’s his boyfriend but he thought Apocalypse of the Damned was their thing. Before the thought could go any further they were surprised by Jenna showing up as Rich was grabbed by the SQUIPed stage crew.

“I know what you’re doing Rich I know what everyone’s doing all the time!” Jeremy unscrewed the cap going to take a drink but found himself frozen.

'You don’t want to do that Jeremy.’

“Why not?”

'Because then you’ll never be, with her.’ As he said that Christine came on stage.

“Jeremy, I never realized it before but now I do. You’re the guy I want to be with everyday.”

“That’s not Christine!”

'I assure you it is, only all her fears and inhibitions are gone. Look around you at how happy everyone it’s worth their SQUIPs.’ Jeremy looked around unsure until looking between Christine and Michael. That wasn’t the girl he had a crush on and that wasn’t good best friend.

“She’ll do whatever I want?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” He walked over to Christine leaning in.

“Great…drink this.” To the SQUIP’s surprise Jeremy pulled out the Mountain Dew Red her drink it. That’s when the screaming started.


“So…” Rich sat next to Michael on stage as everyone wandered around wondering what happened. “What was it like for you?”

“It felt…weird. How did you put up with it for three years?”

“You get used to it after a while.”

“I don’t think I could ever get used to early nineties Christian Slater in my head. Hey I never asked you, what did your SQUIP look like?”

“Promise not to laugh.”

“I’ll try.”

“It,it was Kermit the frog.” Michael’s face contorted until he couldn’t hold the laugh in anymore.

“Oh my God, seriously?”

“Hey I didn’t choose it.”

“Still Kermit?” He kept laughing until it does out before kissing Rich on the head. “So how did you know there was something wrong?”

“I didn’t, at least but at first. But after Jeremy’s dad stopped by and I looked back at the texts your willingness to feed Godzilla seemed a bit…unrealistic.”

“Yeah, I’m not going anywhere near that lizard.”

“Oh hey, that reminds me!” Rich jumped up from his spot as he headed over to Jeremy who sat alone in one of the auditorium seats. He looked up.

“Hey Rich, what do you need?”

“Before I came here I ran into your dad, he wanted me to tell you that he loves you. And that he may not be the best dad but he’s trying. That’s a lot more than most people will do Jeremy. I hope you know that.” Rich thought back to his dad who hasn’t done anything to try and talk to him on the past day and a half. For all he knew Rich could be kidnapped or dead but who was he to care? He was about to walk back to Michael when Jeremy got up.

“Rich, thanks.”

“No problem man. Now if you don’t mind I have a boyfriend to get back to, and I think Christine is waiting.” Michael walked over putting his hand on Rich’s.

“How about we go on that date we had planned?”

“Sounds fun, PinkBerry?”

“Hell yeah.” The two walked out of the auditorium holding hands ready for their first official date.