In the brogane au is Shiro friends with Matt? Does little Keith know little Pidge?
YEA YOU BET THEY DO. okay, here are some super self-indulgent (and long) brogane/childhood friends au headcanons:
shiro + matt
their parents are good friends and live quite close to each other, so they were pretty much bffs even before keith or pidge was born
probably had a lot of unnecessarily complicated friendship handshakes/fist bumps as kids and still indulges in it every once in a while as adults
Embarrassing Older Brother Squad™
bc he’s such a good big bro, shiro always attends keith’s little league baseball games. usually matt tags along, and they cheer obnoxiously loud when it’s keith’s turn to bat
(keith always makes a huge fuss afterwards, but he’s also never missed any of shiro’s football matches either)
were quite similar in size when they were young, but after they hit their late teens shiro pretty much becomes a tank and matt…does not. matt complains that he looks like shiro’s kid sidekick whenever they stand next to each other
every time shiro finds a new person to date, matt is always the first person he introduces them to for the token seal of approval, and vice versa
they used to hope that keith and pidge would marry each other one day so they could be in-laws, but immediately drop it once they find out about keith’s crush on lance to tease him about that instead
keith + pidge
when they were little kids keith initially didn’t like pidge bc she was a girl (ew) and younger than him (double ew). they eventually bond over their bitter personalities, love of really obscure sciences/conspiracy theories, and embarrassing older bros. now they’re almost as inseperable as matt and shiro
pidge skipped a couple grades of elementary school bc of how smart she is and occasionally gets picked on for ‘being a nerd’. keith always beats up anyone who tries
pidge: who do you think you are, my older brother
keith: no, matt can’t fight
Demonic Little Sibling Squad™ who plan the most elaborate pranks together to unleash hell on shiro and matt
whenever he gets into a fight with shiro or his parents, keith will ‘run away’ to pidge’s house to play video games. he usually comes back before dinner
once keith starts crushing on lance, he typically runs to lance’s house instead. after about the fifth time this happens, lance’s parents start packing little treats for keith to bring home to share w/ the rest of the shirogane family
Trying hard not to look like I’m trying that hard, Failing miserably at everything, including that Making plans in my head right before I go to sleep, Trying to think of who could make a better me than me Maybe I’ll shoot him an email, Maybe he’ll give it a go Then I’ll be free to just evaporate, disperse, or implode Picking at holes in my jeans There’s so much God in my gene pool Not feeling lonely, I just like being alone
“the fact that the sport brings the world together in such a massive and amazing way every four years is a feat in its own. the sheer power that the sport totally and completely unites and yet tears the world apart at the same time is spectacular. it unites the world in such a way that everyone loves each other, yet tears the world apart because, let’s face it, who wants to see their team, especially their country lose.”
[A/N: Okay, so I wrote this to get myself out of a little writing rut, below is the little scenario I came up with, it’s only a little something and it isn’t taking itself too seriously but I hope you like it! Also it is nearly 2.am for me so sorry if this is riddled with errors!]
Jughead hates (Y/N), her sunny disposition is unbearable: her smile is too wide, her laugh
is too sweet, and her eyes are too bright. She is in fact the exact antithesis
of Jughead Jones and he resents that.
He resents the day
that she was ever introduced to the group, because since that day she has been
nothing but an annoying distraction.
Her agreeing to join
the Blue & Gold could possibly the worst thing that could ever happen to
him but being partnered with him? Somebody had to be kidding, right?
‘You just never
shut up do you?’ Jughead Jones lifted his head from his laptop, his eyebrows
were furrowed together and he wore a sour expression.
‘Jughead!’ Betty scolded and hit him lightly on the arm.
‘Well you know, some of us don’t want to listen to your
incessant ramblings on about insignificant things, and by some of us – I mean
‘If you don’t like it then you know where the door is Jug.’
Veronica pointedly stated, her meticulous eyebrow raised in annoyance.
‘I got here first,
she knows where the door is.’ He
grumbled tossing (Y/N) a mean look.
(Y/N) had gotten used to this attitude by now. At first his
unprovoked attacks on her had cut, deeply if she had to admit it, but after six months of sharing a booth she now
remained unfazed by the latest comments.
‘If you were paying any attention Jug,’ (Y/N) sweetly
smiled, ‘you’d know that I was talking about the Blue and Gold, and how I can’t wait to come and help out with it.’
‘No.’ He stated simply, he looked towards Betty. ‘Betty, no.’
‘Actually yes, Jug.’ Betty smiled at (Y/N) brightly as she
backed her up.
‘Oh yeah, and what are you
going to write?’ Jughead scoffed. ‘Wait no, let me guess – you’re going to
be Agony Aunt Columnist.’
‘No actually,’ (Y/N) huffed, ‘I’m going to be helping you.’
Before Jughead could begin to protest, Betty jumped in.
‘(Y/N), has connections Jug. Connections that you don’t
have. Connections that will prove to be useful.’
Jughead scowled, he hopped over the back of the booth and
stomped his way out of the diner, laptop under his arm.
‘Well, this should be fun.’ (Y/N) vibrantly smiled.
Jughead stalked the halls of the empty high school. Tonight
was the first night he would be spending going through all the evidence (Y/N)
had accumulated over the week, to say that he was dreading it would be an
He had actively avoided coming into contact with her over
the week, if he was going to spend a full night alone with her he needed to
reserve as much tolerance as he could. This meant: abandoning Pop’s, evading
Veronica’s bi-weekly movie night and missing Archie’s football game.
Anywhere she would likely be, he dodged.
What he didn’t expect to find, as he traversed through the
quiet halls, was a sight most spectacular. As he neared the designated room for
the Blue and Gold, Jughead could hear
the faint melody of a familiar song travelling by echo through the corridor.
The closer he got, the more recognisable it became.
Simple Plan? He
thought curiously to himself. So early
The image that graced him was something precious to behold.
In the centre of the room (Y/N) stood, pencil in hand, eyes
closed, and passionately singing along to Simple Plan’s I’m Just A Kid. She danced with abandon, hopped from one foot to
the other, sang into the pencil.
Jughead stood by the window of the door, eyes transfixed and
unable to shift the smile that had crept onto his lips. As the song began to
reach its climax she picked up another pencil and began to drum the rhythm on
the table. Jughead’s smile only got wider as she continued to dance and sing to
the song and then the gig was up.
(Y/N) opened her eyes mid jump and saw the grinning face of
Jughead Jones staring back through the window at her. She immediately scrambled
to switch the music off and a very smug Jughead opened the door.
‘Oh please,’ he begged, ‘do not stop on my account.’
(Y/N) stood stoically, her hands folded in front of her.
‘Simple Plan? Seriously? I would not have pegged you as a
fan of theirs.’
(Y/N) turned her back to the boy and went to take a seat at
‘Well, Jughead Jones, there are a lot of things you don’t know about me.’ She glanced backwards at
the boy still stood in the doorway, her eyes glittered brightly and she offered
a charming smile.
After watching her little performance, Jughead Jones felt
more than a little inclined to know every single thing about the alluring girl
that sat in front of him.
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