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zenkaiankokuart · 3 months ago
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Okay but why did I immediately want to touch it?
(This is my security breach OC so she's a 'technician' not a scientist but she still rocks the labcoat and goggles.)
And yes!! They fit the theme so well. Also I love your noodley armed boys. I have such a soft spot for those arms.
This isn't an ask but I just love everything mad scientist so your AU is like,,,, right up my alley. I LOVE their designs as well!! Just wanted you to know how much I love your art <3
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glad to hear you like it!! It means a lot ^w^ I adore mad science and sentient robots just slot into the trope perfectly don't they? I really should make more art for this au i've got so many fun ideas. I'm finally making progress on chapter 3 of further testing required so this ask is great timing lol
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in1-nutshell · 1 year ago
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Hey, if your open to it
Anything with Brainstorm from mtmte. It's criminal how little fanfiction there is of this little shit.
It could be romantic, like Buddy is just pining, and Brainstorm is just oblivious until someone points it out.
It could be familial, like Buddy is Brainstorm's sibling.
Or just some good ol platonic shit, just two chaotic idiots being pals.
We just need more of this mad scientist fuck and in this Ted talk I will-
I have been waiting to get to this one for a while! You're right too about Brainstorm not having too much content out there. It was hard trying to choose just one of the options so by the power of random finger pointing, we got the prompt.
Hope you enjoy!
Brainstorm having Twin sibling
SFW, platonic, familial, Cybertronian/ Bot reader, injuries mentioned
MTMTE/LL
Buddy’s alt-mode is a car, and they have a book nerd personality.
Comparing Buddy to Brainstorm was one of the funnier things to do.
Brainstorm the ever-talented scientist.
Buddy the archivist.
To totally different fields of work and yet they made things work. Brainstorm wasn’t too experienced in Buddy’s field and Buddy wasn’t too into the science field despite Brainstorm trying multiple times to get them into it. Buddy just didn’t seem to have the science touch like Brainstorm did.
“What do I do now Brainstorm?”--Buddy
“See that green wire?”--Brainstorm
“Yeah.” --Buddy
Snip
“Don’t cut that one.”--Brainstorm
“…What happens if I do, in a hypothetical situation?”--Buddy
“Then I suggest you run in the opposite direction NOW!”--Brainstorm
The war was already on its way when the two were around. While Brainstorm opted to become a triple agent, Buddy saw fit in communications and records sectors.
“I still don’t understand why you can’t move stations. Its such a pain to travel between stations and breaks are way too short!”--Brainstorm
“Stormy, I love you and all but you’re forgetting some key facts.”--Buddy
“What?”--Brainstorm
“One, I don’t belong in the science branch, especially nowhere near Project Solar storm.”--Buddy
“True I guess…”--Brainstorm
“And the second reason, I need to do my job Stormy. These messages aren’t going to deliver themselves.”--Buddy
“…”--Brainstorm
“Stop frowning Brainstorm. I always come back on time.”--Buddy
“I’m not frowning. You can’t even tell, I have the mask on!”--Brainstorm
“Stormy, I know when you have the frowny face.”--Buddy
Buddy is one of the few bots that can see through his façade in an instance. They also developed a sixth sense where they can tell if Brainstorm was making a new and possible dangerous invention. Which was almost every time.
Brainstorm putting together a highly unstable and dangerous weapon.
Ping!
Brainstorm answers his comm.
“Hello?”--Brainstorm
“Don’t. Even. Think about it Brainstorm.”--Buddy
“What—”--Brainstorm
“I know what you’re doing is probably not sanctioned, so drop it.”--Buddy
“…buzz kill…”--Brainstorm
“What was that?”--Buddy
“Love you too Buddy!”--Brainstorm
Brainstorm himself wanted to know if this was some sort of outlier ability.
“Brainstorm I swear—stick that prod into my joints ONE MORE TIME!”--Buddy
“This would be easier if you would just stay still!”--Brainstorm
“NO!”--Buddy
It wasn’t.
Brainstorm is constantly asking for Buddy whenever he has free time. It’s already bad enough that Buddy can’t be with him all the time, but they have a completely different schedule than he does and work so far away.
He hates having so much distance between them.
It’s a couple more years of these short communications when all lines go dead. Brainstorm was panicking inside. Buddy designation gets added on the MIA list after the sector had been ambushed by a Decepticon attack.
Brainstorm went on to create the Buddy finding machine. A machine that would detect where Buddy was nearby
“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon! Work you machine!”--Brainstorm
“Results: No Buddy.”
“AAARRRRGGHHHHH!”--Brainstorm
Time skip after the time travel incident.
Brainstorm was recovering from everything.
From the trial.
From Quark.
From Buddy.
He made a detour while doing his time travel mess to at least see Buddy one more time in case he accidentally erased himself from existence. He was so tempted in reaching out for Buddy and to warn them of their fate… but he ultimately knew they wouldn’t have wanted that.
He let them go.
But things were getting better. The crew had stopped at a nearby planet after receiving a distress signal.
The ship was buzzing with noise when the crew came back and with someone with them.
“What’s going on?”--Brainstorm
“The away group came back with an injured bot.”--Nightbeat
“Oh?”--Brainstorm
“Yeah, heard the poor bot’s legs where chewed off.”--Skids
“Chewed off?”--Brainstorm
Brainstorm tried to see them but the crowd was too thick and opted in seeing the visitor later. Brainstorm was going back the lab as the crowd dispersed.
He didn’t make it far as Chromedome was hot on his tailpipe.
“Brainstorm! Brainstorm slow down!”--Chromedome
“Chromdome? What are—HEY!”--Brainstorm
“No time to explain! You’ll thank me later!”--Chromedome
He just grabbed his hand and went to the med bay.
“Chromdome what happened?! Is it Rewind?”--Brainstorm
“Domey! You guys are here!”--Rewind
“Guess not. Wait is it Perceptor? Is he hurt?!”--Brainstorm
“Why would I be hurt?”--Perceptor
“PERCY! You can’t just scare a bot like that!”--Brainstorm
“My apologies. Chromedome, does he know?”—Perceptor
“Do I know what?”--Brainstorm
“Not yet, I just hauled him over here. Kind of wanted to surprise him.”--Chromedome
“Surprise me?”--Brainstorm
“Well Nautica has been keeping them company since they came back online.”--Rewind
“Who came back online?”--Brainstorm
“Should we leave when he sees them?”--Rewind
“No, anyways he might faint, someone needs to catch him.”--Chromedome
“I am standing right here! And why in Primus’s name would I faint? Who’s with Nautica? Who came back online?”--Brainstorm
“I spoke with First Aid—”--Perecptor
“WILL SOMEONE PLEASE--!”--Brainstorm
“We’re clear! Good luck Brainstorm!”--Rewind
“… sometimes I wonder why you are my best friend.”--Brainstorm
“Same here now go.”--Chromedome
Brainstorm shrugged the animosity and walked in half expecting Ratchet to throw a wrench in his faceplate after he used the anti-gravity gun on Ambulon last week. And to be on the record that was on voluntary grounds, sure he didn’t explain that this was only his third time testing it and how was he supposed to know he’d be stuck in alt mode too?
He heard giggling and some hushed whispers; he went to find the source to find Nautica and some other bot on the med bay chatting away.
“And as an apology, Brainstorm gave me this multi-purpose wrench!”--Nautica
“You have to show me the button though.”--Bot
“Of course—Oh, look who’s here!”--Nautica
The bot in question spots him and goes quiet, Nautica took notice and looked at Brainstorm quickly moving out of the way so he could have a full view of the bot.
The bot was all scratched up, in desperate need of a new paint job, two legs missing and had a huge dent on the left side of their helm.
“Hey Brainstorm.”--Bot
“…Ummm… Do I know you?”--Brainstorm
He nearly regretted saying that after seeing the crushed look on their faceplate. Nautica and Chromdome were ready to knock some literal sensing into him.
“So… how that data pad of random poems going?”--Buddy
“What did you say?...”—Brainstorm
“The data pad of all the random poems? You know?”--Buddy
“…Buddy?”--Brainstorm
 “We were reading them every other cycle?”--Buddy
“Buddy?”--Brainstorm
 Wait, did you throw it away? I told you—”--Buddy
“BUDDY!”—Brainstorm
Brainstorm is hit by the reality brick when he realizes the bot was Buddy.
He squeals and practically jumps on top of them trapping them in a fierce hug that was sure to cause more dents.
He’d suffer Ratchet’s wrath later; he was sobbing up a storm as Buddy reciprocated the hug.
The others took this moment as a time to leave.
Brainstorm did in fact suffer Ratchet’s wrath later.
Brainstorm tried to scold Buddy in going on the mission, but he stops and begins asking where in Primus’s name where they this whole time.
As it turned out Buddy had managed to escape the ambush because they left the base a few minutes earlier. Why did they do it? They don’t know but they were glad they did.
After that they just ended up on the run after a few drones managed to find them. Buddy managed to run fast enough to make it to a jump ship and randomly punched in some coordinates before the rest caught up to them.
The ship then crashed into the planet below which conveniently knocked them into a stasis pod which only now reopened after a few rouge Insecticons began tearing the wreckage apart and one was very interested in their pedes and took them.
Brainstorm makes a mental note to find the Insecticon later. Brainstorm then gets Buddy up to speed with other things going on with the ship as Nautica gave them a brief rundown.
He wants to make Buddy’s new legs with built in guns.
Ratchet and most of everyone on board says otherwise. Brainstorm is glued to Buddy’s side during and after recovery.
He refuses to leave their side at all.
Buddy has to put up some boundaries to keep him from doing more dramatic things.
Aka blackmail.
Primus forbids someone having a crush on Buddy, brainstorm already has a questionnaire and 4 exams for them to complete for them to even begin to think about dating.
“Oh, you think you can just have them?”--Brainstorm
“Umm… yes?”—Random Bot
“Well, if your miniscule processor can get through these measly exams, then maybe you’ll have a chance with them.”--Brainstorm
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transingthoseformers · 1 year ago
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TF Surge: Shockwave has the same body type as in Knightverse though with a different head, and he was also born one-eyed which is a normal variation. He transforms into a single-barreled siege howitzer, originally the turret was on his back but after losing his forearm in the war he sticks the turret on the stump. He's nonbinary, but only uses he/him. Shockwave's from a rich Tarnian family, he had two parents and perhaps multiple siblings (rich bots can afford to raise multiple sparklings, poor people can't). His parents also had siblings, it was a pretty large family. I'm not sure what exactly should happen to produce Shockwave's specific brand of fucked up, but his parents expected him to become famous or powerful, pushed him to do nothing but study whatever they'd approved him to study, and generally didn't let him just be a child.
As a teen he met Megatron in the library, he was there for science books and Megatron for poetry. They befriended each other and eventually started dating secretly from Shockwave's family, who would've lost their shits if they learned their child was with a *gasp* poor person. For the first time in his life Shockwave sort of opened up, but Megatron wasn't much better at emotions and neither of them got any help.
During the war, Shockwave also rises in the Decepticon alliance's ranks and becomes their head scientist. When the Arc and the Nemesis dissappears and everybody thinks either Megatron, Optimus, and The Matrix is lost, or the crews abandoned them to die. Shockwave slowly becomes convinced of the latter, angry at Megatron for leaving him to starve, angry at himself for loving and opening up to Megatron only for this to happen. Desperate to save the planet and their species, and to find a way to create life without The Matrix. Most of his war crimes propably happen in this timeframe.
He invents spark-splicing and creates Shockblast and Sixshot who are seen as abominations because of their unnatural origin, Shockblast doubly so because instead of growing from living metal he was cold-constructed (a new, foreign concept in Surge) into a copy of Shockwave's body. This treatment and Shockwave's poor parenting are why they're fucked up (Shockwave isn't abusive, but he's emotionally stunted/consticipated, doesn't know what good parenting is, expects them to do something useful at a young age though they are living in post-apocalypse, and obviously prefers Sixshot).
During those decades the war on Cybertron fizzles out, most Autobots and Decepticons also thinking they've been abandoned to die and deserting, defecting, or otherwise turning to Shockwave in desperation. Not necessarily a good idea, because he's also desperate and we know how he is about ethics and morality. He knows what he's doing is evil and knows how he propably will be remembered, but he doesn't care because the ends justify the means and his reputation does not matter, especially when the entire species' future is at the stake. He tries to crush the reminaining tiny Autobot resistance, and if i have other Decepticon warlords (Straxus? Megaempress?) controlling parts of cybertron he fights them too.
Then contact with the lost ships is regained, and when the bots on Earth return to Cybertron they make a truce. Shockwave is expected to surrender. The Matrix still exists. Everything he did was pointless. If Megatron is alive, Shockwave is also still mad at him. Irrationally about the crash leaving him thinking Megatron had abandoned him, and more understandably about the war ending and all the war crimes he committed being revealed pointless.
He's angry. He still has bots loyal to him. He still controls the whole Cybertron, or a large chunk of it. The war is not over.
His design sounds interesting, I always liked his Knightverse design
Explanation for the gun arm makes sense
Being forced to mature too fast will indeed fuck you up, I'm suspecting considering his complicated relationship with emotions in most media and how you suggested he is autistic in Surge that Shockers possibly faced ableism and emotional abuse (also probably verbal. That's common as fuck.) from his parents. But hey that's just a theory based on what I'm observing here and my own research
Shockwave and Megatron sound like they have such an interesting dynamic, especially with how resentful it seems to turn on Shockwave's side after the ships vanished.
Make sense makes sense
So he's probably thinking he's not as bad as his parents, but he's still perpetuating the cycle in his own way because he never got help and has no frame of reference for what the hell a healthy parent/child dynamic is.
The frantic game Shockwave is playing here is fascinating, the road to hell is paved with good intentions no matter how much he tries to justify it.
Makes sense that there would be decepticon warlords that have a tense at best and outright violent dynamic with Shockwave and his leadership.
Oh he is having so many feelings over this. So many feelings.
The war is indeed not over, it has simply changed in a new direction.
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spideymybucky · 7 years ago
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Last a Life time
Peter x Reader, Peter x Liz for a moment, Ned, MJ
Summary: Peter and reader love each other without knowing it
Warnings: AGNST, bad words, self-hate????. Yeah thats good
word count: 3K+
(Y/N) wasn’t ready to face the truth, god she wasn’t ready to be lead down, but being ready didn’t matter to life. You could say that life was never fair to (Y/N), and that was an understatement. (Y/N) has had a hard life all through her childhood and part of her adolescence. She had to work, study and take care of her sister. Her parents were there, but just not there. They would come home time to time, bring money and food but disappear for the longest time, and the one in charge was (Y/N). It had always been like that, she was used to it.
Everything changed when social security found out about (Y/N) and her sister, making them move with their aunt to New York. She was excited, how can she not? Finally (Y/N) could be a normal teenager and concentrate in herself. She had waisted so much time, taking care of her sister that she hadn’t had a friend in years. It was time for her, time to live. But, life had other plans. Once they were in New York, (Y/N) was enrolled to Midtown High school.  She had always been intelligent, loved science and this was perfect for her.
Her first few days at midtown were awkward. Everyone had settled into groups and she was in limbo, bot really knowing where she belonged until chemistry class. Mr. Warren, decided to partner (Y/N) with Peter Parker, the class most academically fulfilled student. That day, was the start of an amazing friends ship, that lead to an incredible crush that only MJ knew about.
“(Y/N), you with us?” Ned asked. She looked at him and nodded. They were all at Peter locker, not really talking about anything interesting. Lately, Ned and Peter had been acting strange, leaving her behind and making her feel unwanted all over again, but she knew better than to act on her emotions. Acting up would lead to her being lonely, and she feared that.
“Ok, I’m gonna try and talk to Liz. Is my hair ok? How do I look?” He said staring at (Y/N). She swallowed deeply and smiled.
“You look fine, you’re gonna be great.” Peter nodded, and kept mumbling underneath his breath. Chanting word of encouragement. He went straight to Liz and they started talking, (Y/N) couldn’t watch.
“You ok (Y/N)?” Ned asked. He had those worried puppy dog eyes, that made (Y/N) heart melt. She smiled, a small and broken smile, and nodded.
“I’m going to be ok.” She said mostly to herself.
“C’mon, lets go to class.” Ned said, while slightly dragging her away. It was always like this to her, an unfair life. She was happy for Peter, god how could she not be but she was also heartbroken.
Lunch came sooner than expected, she sat at her normal seat with MJ, Ned and Peter were no where to be seen. Her friendship with MJ was weird, sometime she felt close to her and other times like they were polar opposites, but either way she lover her.
“Did you hear the rumor?” MJ cautiously spoke. (Y/N) shook her head and raised an eyebrow.
“What rumor?” MJ smiled at her, sorry evident in her features.
“Liz and Peter are now a thing. Don’t really care much, but I just wanted to tell you before… you know…” (Y/N) sadly smiled and nodded.
“It doesn’t matter MJ, I knew nothing was going to happen. Never had my hopes up.” She stated. MJ nodded and continued reading her book. (Y/N) felt lost, Ned and Peter weren’t probably coming, it wasn’t the first time this happened but it felt heavier this time. She felt left out, as if she was the new girl all over again. (Y/N) stood up and threw the rest of her lunch before bumping into someone. She looked up to see Peter staring down.
“Hey, (Y/N) Sorry we’re late. It just that, you know I was with Liz and Ned came, but we’re gonna make it up to you. I promise.” (Y/N) smiled and shook her head, leaving Peter near their table. All she wanted was to be left alone with her thoughts.
“Did I do something wrong?” Peter asked looking at Ned, as (Y/N) left his side.
“Not that I know of.” Ned said.
“God, you’re helpless.” MJ stated glaring at Peter and Ned, as they coward away. She stood up leaving the confused boys.
As the week progressed, (Y/N) was getting better at avoiding Peter. They only had one class together, which was advanced chemistry. It was Thursday, Lab day with Peter. Sometimes if Mr. Warren was in a good mood, that could change partners and she was hoping he was. She really didn’t want to be with Peter. She felt bad, about ignoring him, but it was the easiest way out. She had to figure out how to stop loving him.
“And then, I swear to god, I saw Spiderman.” (Y/N) entered the class talking to Jenny, a friend  that had nothing to do with Peter. It felt good to talk to someone who was clueless about his existence, or just didn't`t care enough.
“That’s cool Jenny, wanna sit with me?” Jenny looked at the board and shook her head.
“Can’t, Warren wants us to seat with our designated partner and do the experiment.” (Y/N) looked at her confused and followed he gaze. Written with black marker, Warrens instructions were there. Her plans fell out of view. Damn it, she thought, Why can life just work my way for a day?
(Y/N) sat next to Peter, slouching in front of him. His eyes just stared at her, she was completely ignoring him and in a way it bothered him. He really didn’t know why, but it did. Had he done something wrong? Said something wrong? All Peter wanted to do is figure out why she was mad. He missed (Y/N) even though he didn’t want to admit it.
“Hey (Y/N), I-I haven’t seen you around. Are you ok? Sure you are. How’s your sister? I miss going over. I-i called y-you yesterday, yeah, and you didn’t answer…” (Y/N) looked at him, just looked. No emotion was really shown, and that worried Peter, her usual (Y/E/C) eyes shinned but now they were dull, in fact tired.
“Peter, I’m ok. I’ve just been busy.” Her voice was strained, as if talking to him was an obligation. Peter nodded at her, his brown eyes roaming her face, trying to get a glimpse of emotion but failing. (Y/N) started the experiment before Peter. She wanted to get this over with and leave.
As the class progressed, (Y/N) and Peter entered a routine. They would only talk if necessary, if not they would communicate by nudges and nodding. Peter felt sad looking at his friend, hell one of his best friends, ignoring him without even a cause. He tried really hard to remember what he might’ve done, but nothing came in mind. And as Peter thought, the bell rang without warning. He stood up, following (Y/N) but Liz grabbed his arm. Her doe like eyes watched him and Peter, for the first time, felt annoyed by them. (Y/N) glanced at Peter, capturing his eyes for a second, just a second, but than he left with her.
Life was unfair, really unfair to her. Its something that you get used to, she thought. But that was life, Liz and Peter were meant to be and poor (Y/N) just had to watch them, even though it hurt, and did it hurt. Why couldn’t it just stop hurting?
Weeks passed and (Y/N) just fell out of their small group, entering limbo again. Sure she would eat lunch with MJ from time to time, and sometimes talk to Ned or go to the movies with him. But Peter was never there with them, she didn’t want him there and that was their unspoken rule. Most of the time, (Y/N) would be found at the library, sure her grades had gotten up. She even surpassed Peter in most subject, which was a huge victory, but their was none to celebrate it with. She felt lonely all over again, and she knew she brought it upon herself. Fucking hell, she knew it but her feelings were still there. She needed to get rid of them, so stupid her decided to go to Liz Allen’s party. She was gonna drink till oblivion and make stupid decision. She was going to forget about him.
(Y/N) put on her black skin tight jeans, the ones that made her booty pop, with a black bralette and a see-through white shirt. Her (Y/H/C) hair was styled in mermaid waves and her make up on point, red lipstick, contour and smokey eyes. She looked perfect, she needed to feel perfect. With a last glance at her mirror, she walked out and into the night. MJ, who surprisingly accepted to take her, was staying outside.
“MJ, hey” (Y/N) smiled. MJ looked surprised, because she had never seen her friend dressed so nice. It was refreshing, seeing (Y/N) so happy and excited.
“Hey, lets go” (Y/N) nodded and got in the car, which MJ’s mother was driving. Both the girls were talking about school, not mentioning Peter or Ned. It felt good, specially to (Y/N) because finally her feelings were at ease. She knew what might happen at the party, and sure Peter was going to be there, no doubt about that, but it was her night and none was going to take that from her.
“Thank you Mrs Jones.” (Y/N) said while closing the cars door. A small sigh left her mouth, the butterflies were starting to kick in but she pushed it all aside, as they started walking. They got in fairly quickly, and inside the house was in full party mode. Flash was screaming “Penis Parker” through the mic, while Peter was no where to be seen. People were dancing and screaming, some where playing games and others were just there, talking to their friends.
Everything was going perfect, she was with MJ in the kitchen  eating some toast and talking about boys and whatever until Peter appeared. (Y/N) turned around, for no reason, and locked eyes with him, making him stroll down to where they were with, no other than, Liz Allen. God, this was what she was avoiding.
“(Y/N) I didn’t know you were coming.” Liz smiled, showing her perfect pearled teeth. She hated her, she really did or wanted to.
“Hey MJ.” Peter mumbled, looking straight at (Y/N). She looked pretty, he thought. He had never seen her like that, all dressed up. It was new to him, seeing her like that, and a tingling feeling just bubbled up. He wanted to touch her but Liz was there, his dream girl. He wanted her, right?
“You coming, Pete?” Liz broke his train of thought. He smiled at her and kissed her cheek, slowly following her but, at the same time, he was secretly glancing at (Y/N).
“I shouldn’t have come. Why did I come?” She looked at MJ, and she just shrugged not sure how to answer.
“I thought you were over him.” MJ stated. (Y/N) just looked at her and shrugged. She thought she was.
“I need a drink.” (Y/N) stated looking for a cup.
“I don’t think that a good idea.”
“I really need it, MJ.” MJ just let her go, not wanting to be on (Y/N)’s bad side.
(Y/N) went looking for a drink, any thing to be in fact. She just wanted to forget everything, even her stupid name. She just needed to forget and all would be ok again.  She grabbed the bottle of vodka and purely drank it, not caring about anything and specially not the screams of encouragement. God, who had she become?
The minutes passed and the alcohol wasn’t doing an immediate effect on her, so she drank some more. She would down anything she had her hands on, drinks that tasted like shit and some that tasted good.  In the process of dancing with a random guy and drinking, she started feeling happy. She didn’t remember much, not really thinking about anything. She was just having a good time until someone pulled her.
“Hey..” She slurred out. She steadied herself and looked up at those brown-doe eyes she loved. Damn it, she though, not him again.
“God (Y/N), how much did you drink?” Peters soft voice resounded in her ears.
“Just a little, I swear… This much” She said, showing him with her fingers. Peter chuckled and shook his head. He had never seen her like this, so vulnerable to the world and it scared him. What would’ve happened to her if he hadn’t come? Would someone look out for her? Why the hell was he worrying about her and not Liz?
“God (Y/N), who are you going home with?” Peter said, dragging her to the kitchen. She shrugged, not really caring.
“MJ, my lovely hot friend, was going to take me but I can’t find her.” She pouted at Peter. He let out a chuckle, giving her a cup of water.
“You should drink this and then we’re going home.” He said pushing the water towards her, as she shook her hand violently.
“I don’t know you, I’m not gonna drink this, Who are you?” (Y/N) questioned. She looked at the boy and tried to leave the kitchen, but failing ultimately.
“C’mon (Y/N), you do know me. I’m Peter, remember?” She looked at him intensely, analyzing all of his features.
“You’re not Peter. If you were Peter, you would be with Liz instead of me.” She stated matter of factly.
“Thats not true, yo- He’s your f friend and I- he would obviously help you.” Peter said looking at her beautiful eyes. He had never noticed how her eyes squinted at him, trying to decipher her thoughts. He never really noticed her and he was starting now, or maybe he had noticed her but, just recently accepted it.
“No, he wouldn’t. He forgot all about me since his with Liz, or maybe I pushed him away. Who knows…” She  slurred out.
“Why would you push him away?” Peter questioned her. She had captured his full attention now. He wanted to know why she had been acting so distant, so unlike her. He wanted to know if it was something he had done.
“You can’t tell Peter though, he would freak.” She said pointing a finger towards him.
“Cross my heart.” Peter replied, while crossing his heart. She smiled, a full on smile that made his heart stop.
“ Well, if you must know I lo-”
“(Y/N)!” MJ screamed, slapping her hand towards (Y/N)’s mouth. She was about to spill the beans and MJ wasn’t going to be part of that, not now.
“MJ, what the hell?” Peter shouted. She had to come and ruin everything, Peter thought. He was just about to find out why his best friend and the girl he might love - but still won’t admit it-  is avoiding him. He really did hate her right now.
“C’mon (Y/N) lets go. My mom’s gonna kill me if you get and drunker.” MJ said trying to get (Y/N) to follow her. She really needed to leave.
“I’ll take her, if it’s too much trouble for you.” Peter mumbled.
“What?” MJ screamed.
“I said I’ll take her. I know where her house is, and her aunt knows me. Any way, if she doesn’t sober up I could just call her aunt and tell her she’s staying with me. They know me.” MJ looked at him, sure he mad a valid point but she was still worried about (Y/N). She was about to spill her most internal secret, but was that a bad idea? Peter needed to hear it too, get his head out of the gutter and realize Liz was just a cover up for his feelings.
“Ok, whatever. Text me if anything happens.” MJ left, getting into her mothers car and praying that nothing happened to (Y/N), one of her best friends. Peter looked at (Y/N) and carried her. She was in no position of walking, and the fast way to get her to his house was swinging, thats what he did.
When the got there, to Peter rooms,  (Y/N) looked at Peter, still not recognizing him. She was way over her head, all disoriented and dumb. He had never seen her like that, drunk out of her mind and it, kind of, worried him.
“I thought you were talking me home through the air like superman and Lois.” She mumbled.
“Yeah, well I don’t think its a great idea.”
“Yeah, me neither. Aunt Linda might flip out if she saw me like this, all drunk and stupid.” She said, laying on the bed. Peter looked at her, not knowing how to ask what her problem was with him. He wanted to know, and its true what they say because curiosity did kill the cat.
“Why do you hate Peter?” He slowly said, sitting next to her sprawled body.
“I don’t hate him, he’s to nice to hate.” She slurred out. He nodded at her, or maybe to himself cause she wasn’t looking.
“Than why are you ignoring him.” (Y/N) opened her eyes, she looked at the top of the bunk bed and shrugged.
“I guess, It’s hard for me to see him with Liz.” She whispered.
“Why?” Peter asked.
“Because I love him.” Her voice cracked and a tear slipped, falling down towards Peters comforter.
“What?” Peter asked dumbfounded at her confession. He had never imagined her to love him and he had never thought that maybe he felt the same way. His stomach was knots and his breath shaky, this was to much for him, and to much for her too.
“Yeah, It started with a small crush, you know? He was so nice and wonderful. He was always incredible, sure sometime I would feel left out but most of the times he would try and include me.” Peter looked at her, his eyes feeling up with joy and excitement. He never truly liked Liz. It had been (Y/N) all along. How was he so stupid? How could he be so dumb? Ned always mentioning you and how sad he felt when you started ignoring him. How he secretly followed you on your walks or when you would go to the mini market at midnight. It had always been you.
“He was the first to make me feel appreciated and important, after everything with my parents. Maybe I give him to much credit and to little to me. I don’t know.” She said smiling though her tears. “But he doesn’t like me and thats ok.” She stated, slowly falling asleep.
“I think he does, more than you know.” He quietly said. He did love you and when you woke up he would tell you, love you and be there for you. Everything and changed for him. You were it for him, you had always been. This was the start of something to last a life time.
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