#i love miss sable scott so much

[hauntedtrait]

WE DID IT JOE 💪

generation one goals:

complete beach life aspiration ✔️

start on an empty lot with $100 ✔️

marry the first adult sim to rate you 5 stars for a job ✖️ he didnt want her

max the fishing and fabrication skills. ✔️

your only friend is your spouse ✖️ got divorced lmao

bonus things we accomplished this gen:

maxed the cooking, fitness and gardening skills

had 2 kids with 2 different sims

married

got divorced

disliked by multiple sims

cultivated a cowplant and a money tree

made 300,000 simoleons

[miss-inkwell]

Random but here are some webtoons you should read and support because they’re awesome!

R.A.W by Miracles Art. A romantic story about a teenage boy who looks very different from everyone and is bullied for it but one girl sticks up for him and they get close. She has many family members who love and support him and have their own story and problems along the way. Full of heart but dark themes it’s a very beautiful story

Sweetheart by Buttercup. Scott is an autistic model who discovers a secret of the most feared girl in their school Penelope and they form a friendship that is slowly growing into more. They build more friendships and go through tough times teens go through and it’s super wholesome but also very true to life.

Not So Silent by ROSEOAK. Lewis is a boy who has so much on his plate he’s in a lot of clubs and does so much for others. His busy schedule halts when new guy Fern captures his attention. Fern is deaf but seems to cook with Lewis right away. Lewis has a lot of anxiety when it comes to his friends and family as a people pleaser. It’s a super cute love story that also tackles self love and what Lewis is going through emotionally same with Fern.

K.O! By Sable Studio. Joel is a misunderstood high school student who is feared by many due to his looks and fights he gets into. He’s actually not scary he’s just a sweet guy who wants some friends and wants to control his temper. He meets Emma who isn’t scared of him at all and Joel has a crush on her. They form a friendship and Joel is now navigating making new friends and a new crush while figuring out who he is.

Eaternal Nocturnal by instantmiso. Eve is a young woman struggling to find work but also has insomnia. She’s soon found by a dream eater who eats her dreams which helps her sleep. Little does she know he’s the same guy she recently met in real life that she’s falling for. It’s a really nice romance with supernatural elements

Klimit’s Kisses by Limes. This one has a really interesting premise with a lot of nuance. It’s about this girl Millie who’s struggling with life and her bf and it’s essentially her life and the lives of her friends and the new guy she meets as they navigate their 20’s.

Roots of the heart by Mewmimiu. Will his sister and his mom moved to the country. Will is very unhappy about this he misses the city, his dad and his friends and definitely doesn’t like the girl he meets Bonnie. Bonnie is a sunshine girl determined to make Will like life on the farm. As the story goes on you see more and more layers to Will and why he’s so angry all the time along with his connection with Bonnie and his family. It’s a really impactful story that also has layers of a cute romance

Those are my tops and I hope you enjoy them as much as I have I could gush about them all day I love webtoon!

[gabbysdawsons]

OK SO tell me everything u wanna tell me about lucy bc I already love her!!!

you mean the light of my life Lucy? because I could go on about her for DAYS djsjd.

So technically her story is a prequel that leads into the actual show.

and it is absolutely 100% me taking a character from the CW Nancy Drew who I adore, and hijacking her because I can. Also because I love tragic ghost stories.

basically, the whole idea revolves around this town legend of Dead Lucy--or Lucy Sable, the dead Sea Queen who I will probably have to rename because is Beacon Hills even near a body of water?? I don't know, I know legit nothing about American geography.

the little rhyme goes: Lucy Sable, once was able, to look upon the sea, but someone got her in the water now that's where she'll be, count to five enjoy the view, hope the killer doesn't get you.

anyway, Lucy's story starts when she's in high school, same year as Derek and Paige because Derek needs some friends, man

Her boyfriend is like a Jackson-esque guy but like... with actual development and good qualities i'm sorry jackson jeff really dropped the ball on your character development, he's from this like old money family and they're all uptight about him dating y'know anyone who's not from their high society but Ryan and Lucy are in love dammit, and it is adorable.

Though Lucy does typically hang out with the "bad kids" when at school

She just constantly feels like she's alone, really. Home is tense because her mom just doesn't trust her, and Lucy spends a ton of her time watching her younger brother Josh (who we'll get to in a moment. he's important), and when she's at school she's drowning in classwork. Somehow she's always been labeled as a "bad kid" for hanging out with Derek itty bitty little baby Derek, despite never actually doing anything wrong?

then hop skip and jump on forward in time, Lucy's missing. just flat out gone. No one knows what happened to her, everyone thinks Derek did it as this was post the Hale house burning down.

aaaaand six years later. Baby boy Josh is now in school with Scott and Stiles rip to his sanity. His friend who shall remain nameless because I just don't have a name yet is seeing things--specifically a girl. Lydia and Allison are absolutely seeing the same thing, though only Lydia can hear her.

plot twist, kinda but not really, this ghost they keep seeing is Lucy.

^^the very definitive proof that Lucy and Ryan were in love thank you very much.

[justmefangirlingoverbuddie]

TV Quiz Questions:

Choose 4 6 of your favourite TV Shows: You should try this out too...

1. Sherlock

2. Teen Wolf

3. Nancy Drew

4. Supernatural

5. Wizards of Waverley Place

6. The Originals

The first character I fell in love with:

Sherlock Holmes

Stiles Stilinski

Nancy Drew

Dean Winchester

Alex Russo

Klaus Mikaelsson

The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:

Mycroft Holmes

Derek Hale (I was really suspicious in the beginning but now he is one of my fave characters)

Ace

Castiel (I LOVE HIM SOO MUCH)

Justin Russo

Freya Mikaelson (I was worried she would be evil at first)

The character everyone else loves that I hate:

Mary Morsten (John deserved better from the beginning)

Cora was kind of annoying

I don't have one .. yet

I think some people agree with me - Mary Winchester

I don’t have one

I don’t hate him but Vincent could be so frustrating

The character everyone else hates that I love:

I don’t have one

Deucalion turned out to be pretty good character - even as a villain

I actually really like Amanda Bobbsey - she’s so sweet. (I just don’t want her as Ace’s girlfriend)

Lucifer - He’s just misunderstood (lots of people agree to with me to)

I don’t have one

I actually wanted Finn Mikaelson to come back

The character I would have sex with:

Sherlock is hot

All the guys on teen wolf- Stiles, Derek, Scott, Isaac, Theo, Liam …..

Ace - I know he would be so sweet

Dean Winchester and Castiel are at the top of my list but if I was being real … all of them

None but only cause I think of them as eternally young

All the Mikaelson men and Marcel and Jackson but first things first Klaus

Who are your five favourite characters (In order):

Sherlock, John, Mycroft, Mrs Hudson, Lestrade

Stiles, Scott, Derek, Coach, Lydia

The Drew Crew- Nancy , Ace, George, Bess, Nick (In order)

Dean, Castiel, Sam, Crowley, Bobby

Alex, Harper, Justin, Max, Jerry

Klaus, Rebekah, Elijah, Freya, Hayley, Kol

Favourite minor character:

Mycroft (does he count?)

Coach - THE FUNNIEST GUY EVER and all of the parents

Ryan Hudson- I want to see his relationship with Nancy grow

Charlie- I miss her so much

Mr Laritate

Hope Mikaelson

A pairing that you love (Romantic and Non- Romantic):

I love Sherlock and John but I really want more Sherlock and Mycroft (the brothers are so cute)

Stiles and Derek- They are hilarious!!!

Ace and Nancy - Nace supremacy

Sam and Dean are the centre of everything but I love Dean and Cas too

Alex and Harper- the besties

Klaus and Hope - he loves her unconditionally

Favourite season:

Sherlock- Season 3

Teen Wolf- Season 3

Nancy Drew- Season 2

Supernatural- Season 4 and 5

Wizards of Waverly Place- Season 4

The Originals - Season 1

Favourite episode:

Season 3 episode 1 - The Empty House

Season 3 episode 18 - Riddled

Season 1 episode 17 - The Girl in the Locket

Season 4 episode 18 - The Monster at the End of This Book

Season 4 episode 21 - Wizards of Apartment 13B

Season 1 episode 21 - From a Cradle to a Grave

Character you would kill off:

Molly - its not that I don’t love her but she’s not essential to the story

Baeden - Sterek needs to happen

Carson Drew - It would be interesting to see how Nancy would handle losing both of her parents

Sam and Dean should have been together in death and life

Professor Krumbs - It would parallel the Harry Potter series with Dumbledore

Marcel should have died for a short time and then resurrected - Klaus would realise how much he loved him

The character that I think the show ruined:

John Watson - He wasn’t ruined AT ALL but he was less impressed by Sherlock as the seasons went on

Kira Yukimura- She deserved better

Nick (Ned Nickerson) - only because he’s really different to his book counterpart but I don’t hate him

Crowley - He didn’t deserve to die at all

Mason - I don’t think it was in character for him to ‘cheat’ on Alex - he loved her

Hope Mikaelson - she contributed to the death of her mother

The most attractive male and female character:

Male: Shelock Female: None (I don’t remember)

Male: Derek Hale Female: Lydia Martin

Male: Ace Female: Bess Marvin

Male: Dean Winchester Female: Bella

Male: Mason Female: Alex Russo

Male: Klaus Mikaelson Female: Hayley Marshall

The character death that was the worst for me:

Sherlock’s fake death - John crying was heartbreaking

Allison Argent - she died in the arms of the man she loved and her dad was devastated

Lucy Sable - she killed herself because of extreme bullying and never got to meet her daughter

The first death of Sam - Dean’s speech made me cry soo much

No one died - that I remember

Klaus and Elijah- They died together

The character that is the most like me:

Molly - I am an awkward fangirl of Sherlock too

I don’t think I am similar to any but Id love to be as charming as Stiles and as brave as Scott and smart as Lydia

I’m not like any of the characters but I think I relate most to George- I too have many younger siblings.

Castiel and I are both awkward AF and I don’t understand enough pop culture references

Alex and I are both lazy AF

I have a temper that could rival that of Klaus

The characters that deserved better:

All of them deserve the world but I think Mycroft deserves better

Stiles and Derek deserve to be happy together

Nancy deserves better. She should be happy with Ace and not have to deal with her dad lying and the Hudsons

All of the characters deserve to be happy on Supernatural - They deserve the world, Dean , Sam and Castiel

Max should have got to keep his magic and be happy with his siblings

All of the Mikaelsons deserved to live happily - Klaus should have gotten to raise his daughter

My four least favorite characters, past or present:

Moriarty (I loved to hate him), Sargent Sally Donavan, Mary

Erica, Mr Lahey , Kali , Meredith Walker

Gil Bobbsey (he’s so manipulative), Everrett Hudosn, Ceila Hudson, Diana Marvin

Metatron, God, Samuel Campbell, Mary Winchester

Gigi, Stevie, Hugh Normous, Gorog

Esther, Mikael, Dhalia, Aurora de Martel

A character I’m indifferent about:

Anderson - he felt remorseful after thinking that Sherlock was dead

Kira - Her character was good but I dint love her

Bess - she can be a little shallow at times

Meg- her voice annoyed me sometimes but she loved Cas

Professor Krumbs could be little mean

Sometimes I loved her and other I hated her but in the end I think she is a strong female character

A ship I’ve never been able to get into/ shouldn’t have happened:

John and Mary - She wasn’t a great wife

Derek and Baeden- I didn’t see any chemistry at all

Nick and Nancy - Even they are endgame in the books, they didn’t have any chemistry on screen

Sam and Ruby - Mostly cause she was really sus from the beginning

Justin and Rosie - He was better with Juliet

Hope and Roman - He used her and that’s horrible on such a young girl

A ship I’ve never been able to get over:

Sherlock and John whether it be friends are lovers - they are supreme

Stiles and Derek- Even though its not canon its the best ship on the show

Nancy and Ace- They haven’t gotten together yet but I love the angst

Cas and Dean whether it be friends are lovers - they are supreme

Alex and Mason - those 2 were cute

Rebekah and Marcel- It took so long for them to be together but they finally got there

A cute, low-key ship:

Sherlock and Mycroft (not romantically- ew) as the best of brothers

Scott and Alison were so soft

Nick and George are cute- they are healthy and communicate really well

Sam and Elieen

Justin and Juliet - those nerdy cuties

Davina and Kol

My favourite storyline/moment:

Sherlock tells John he is alive - that was shocking

Dark Stiles - Nigutsune

Nancy finding about her true heritage and talking to Ryan and Nace

Cas saves Dean and becomes a part of the rest of the show

Alex erases herself and her brothers in the movie

All Klaus and Hope scenes

A storyline that never should have been written:

Sherlock’s long lost sister

The whole of season 6b

The death of Owen Marvin - he didn’t deserve to die.

Dean’s final death and Sam having to live without him

Alex and Justin accidentally turn Max int a girl

The death of Klaus, Elijah and Hayley in the final season just because of legacies

[tbhwhocaresanymore]

Nancy Drew 1x17

It is the first episode post solving the Tiffany and Lucy cases and Nancy Drew is going strong. I can’t believe this show will end after tonight’s episode, I feel robbed.

So we open with one of the more devastating scenes of the show. Nancy has just had her world ripped out from under her and is feeling so utterly betrayed she is referring to her parents by their first names. Carson is trying to make her understand that he was trying to do the right thing and also honor Lucy’s dying wish.

This has just thrown absolutely everything into question for Nancy, she’s even back to wondering why her dad sent her away the night her mom died, worried Kate might’ve had a change of heart and wanted to tell Nancy the truth. I don’t really have much to say about it except all the kudos to Kennedy and Scott like this was one of the best scenes all season, and also the crew members because the filming was spot on.

Now I am of course devastated that Nancy’s first instinct was to go to Owen but you know what he’s dead now (thank God) so that’ll never happen again.

It’s George’s family this episode and we got to meet her second sister, Charlie. I was starting to wonder if she was ever going to appear. You know who else appeared?

VICTORIA.

HAHAHA. SHE’S BACK.

“Ignore her.” “Don’t ignore me!”

She remains an icon.

About that scene with Carson’s tires, I’m very curious who put nails in them. My first instinct was Nancy because she wouldn’t have wanted her dad to follow her, but she was in a hurry so I doubt she had time or forethought to put nails in all four tires. It’ll be interesting to see if anything comes out of this. Also it was such a touching moment when he told Nick that Kate would’ve been happy with what he’s done with his life.

Oh hey it’s Lisbeth. Been a while since we’ve seen her.

Why do these people keep mentioning Portland like it’s right next door. They live in Maine.

Also the hauntings freaked me out man. Like they were so disgusting, especially Ace’s first one and both of Bess’s. Like I was expecting Ace to get dragged into the sink or something I was not expecting a severed finger.

And the fact that Victoria greets Bess with “Hi Bessie! What’s up?” makes me so happy and strengthens my theory that she will eventually take Bess on as some sort of supernatural apprentice. And since my daughter Dead Lucy was mentioned it brings me hope that she will continue to make appearances in this show.

Watching Ryan and Nancy this episode was awesome. Nancy knowing what she does about Ryan, and Ryan obsessing over Lucy, being worried his dad may have physically hurt her, trying to track down a baby. And Nancy’s car is indeed a moped with a roof I have never seen it described so accurately. While I’m anxious that Nancy remains a Drew, because she is Nancy Drew, and Carson is her father, I also want her to have a good relationship with Ryan. Granted neither of them are ready for it yet but I can’t wait until they are. One of my future ideal scenarios is Nancy (and friends) are caught in some deathly scenario and Ryan and Carson have to team up to save her and grudgingly come to respect each other and bond over their shared love for Nancy. That is the dream folks.

For some reason I think I shipped George and Nick more before they got together? When it was good old fashioned mutual pining. Is that just me being blinded by my Nancy x Nick goggles? I’ll probably have to work on that.

New topic, I think I almost cried when I saw that one dude scraping off Chief McGinnis’ name on the captain’s door.

And for the record you notice how both Bess and Ryan assumed the portents were coming from Dead Lucy? This feeds into my theory that there are multiple ghosts running around Horseshoe Bay and Lucy gets the rap for all of it cause she’s the most famous. The episode I’m pointing too the most is that one where Nancy broke into the morgue, Ace said it was haunted by Dead Lucy. Three kids broke in, one died one went crazy and one went missing. I’d be interested in seeing Nancy and Co square up against that ghost.

When Ryan said there were pros and cons to Owen dying Nancy and I both lost our shit, but Nancy was furious and I was cackling. Like one of Ryan’s funniest moments all season.

I am curious why Owen was so out of the loop on the Aglaeca stuff this episode. Like he told them about the fish hooks in his hand but didn’t know they were doing a ritual. It begs the question of why not?

That fancy looking dude who Nick bumped into is totally going to be important later. Mayhap he’s the one who murdered Owen??

I AM HERE FOR NICK CALLING NANCY OUT OF CONCERN.

This is what I am reduced to. Grabbing for these non existent moments.

Ryan Hudson is constantly driving fast and I worry this foreshadows an accident on his part. And Nancy’s words upsetting him to the point of tears? I felt that. I would’ve also been upset if someone told me I would’ve made a horrible parent to my dead girlfriend’s child. And the actor mentioned trying hard throughout the season to keep Ryan redeemable since he knew this moment was coming, so I’m looking forward to seeing how his arc unfolds. And the way he loved Lucy just pains me to see. Like he recognized her baby photo in Nancy’s baby photo, 19 years later and he still remembers that specific look Lucy got when she was figuring things out. Like despite all my best efforts my heart just breaks for him. Him knowing that Lucy died thinking he abandoned her? Like that just kills me.

But can we take a second to imagine this from George’s POV for a second? The guy she had an affair with whose wife died because Lucy Sable’s brother was trying to kill him, is her friend’s dad. Like that has to be a shocker.

I was absolutely mesmerized by the ritual scene. Nancy was just in so much pain, physically and emotionally, and Ryan feeling fatherly feelings for the first time in his life. Seeing this young woman, his daughter, crying out in pain and wanting to stop it. Poetic cinema.

HAHAHA Bess immediately pointing out that George slept with Nancy’s dad my girl came through. Unfortunately though I am sensing we received a glimpse of how her and Lisbeth’s relationship will end. On the one hand I want Bess to have a family, esp since her mother and family back in England want nothing to do with her, I just wish her family wasn’t so obviously evil and backstabby.

Victoria’s first reaction demanding to know what they did wrong was hysterical. It’s also not unreasonable since the ring/mirror ritual for Tiffany was even simpler and they managed to screw that up.

I’m going to be entirely honest with you guys. I cheered when Owen died.

With that out of the way the entire last few minutes, starting with when Bess got her portent, were perfection. The music, the lighting, the camerawork, the acting.

Onward to the season finale!

Apparently they picked one of the more violent spirits to make a deal with. You would think Owen being dead (no matter who killed him) would appease it in some way but no no. She’s coming to kill them all. (I’ll get my review for that episode up later tonight.) I can’t wait to see what costume and makeup does when we finally meet the Aglaeca in The Clue in the Captain’s Painting.

[vegetacide]

Whump●tober - Secret injuries

Veg-notables: This went in a direction I did not expect it to go.. As I woke up this morning inspiration hit me up the back of the head and I ended up rewriting the whole thing from a different perspective than I had intended. Scrapped over 1100 words as Kayo burst in the front door and demanded I write her instead of Scott and V… She can be rather scary and demanding.. 

Thanks  @gumnut-logic for dealing with me filling your inbox through I know this is not what I originally sent you last night and well.. I am expecting various hard candies to be lobbed my way.. 

Obligatory whumptober stuff: @whumptober2019 @la-vie-en-whump

Blanket warning: Hospital room conversations, a little medical jargon and some emotional turmoil.  

Characters: Kayo, Scott and a sleeping V.. yes he is out cold but only sleeping this time. 

Whumptober - TaG’verse

Previous posts can be found HERE.

24.Secret Injuries

Enjoy…

oOo

When Kayo returned sometime later the room was quiet again, the only sound that of heart monitor and the ambient noise from the hallway through the door at her back.  The shuffling of feet,  the squeak of wonky wheel on an IV pole as it was pushed by,  the laugh of a nurse.  

Despite the lightening of the mood,  the lessening of the dread that  pulled the family down there was still a lick of something hanging like a fine gossamer shroud over everything.  An inkling of apprehension that tickled up the back of her neck and had her checking blind spots and exits out of habit.

Drawing in a deep breath to calm her nerves,  Kayo crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back against the thick wood paneling of the rooms only egress.  Taking in the now familiar space and its two occupants with a critical eye.

A top-notch ICU room with all the bells and whistles that money could buy.  Temperature controlled,  recessed linear circadian optic lighting,  drone docks hidden away behind remotely accessed ceiling panels,  an alphabet worth of med scanners and monitor,   heated gels filled bio-bed with anti-grav capabilities, the works.  Helped that the family had made several large anonymous donations over the years.

If the donations had been anything but anonymous Kayo was pretty sure there would be a wing with the Tracy name on it but the Tracy’s weren’t the type to  flaunt their charitable endeavors.  Stroking egos was the last thing on their minds, their only goal was to save lives in anyway they could so they used their money.  Considering they had enough to buy a small country several times over,  the hospital had benefited greatly from their generosity. 

Now the Tracy’s were benefiting for their own kindness and they had a fleet of some of the world’s top Doctors to go along with it which she was eternally grateful for.    

Virgil; the man whom she had come inexplicable entangled with, was asleep again.  Propped up amongst bleach white pillows and snoring softly. Her eyes instinctively watched his chest, counter the length of the rise and fall of his chest, the  tightness in her own loosening as the information in her head computed back as safe, alive, still with her. Thank God. 

She noted randomly that the bed had been adjusted, most likely in an attempt to alleviate the discomfiture he had been experience since rousing from his coma, that he was trying and failing miserably at hide from her.  She was well acquainted with his penchant to spare those around him from worry but really,  after everything that had happened?.. Men. 

Shaking her head at her other half, she turned her attention to Scott.    

He sat hunched over close by, eyes distant as he stared off at the middle distance in deep thought.  Elbows braced on his knees,  hands rubbing worriedly between his thighs as if trying to wipe something off them. 

Kayo narrowed in on the movement,  her mind conjuring up scenarios and only dark things came to mind as the bruised knuckles finally registered. She’d missed that in the drama of her world coming unhinged at the seams.  

She pushed away from the door,  stepped further into the room and Scott’s eyes finally shifted to her.  No surprise on his expression at seeing her there.  He hadn’t acknowledged her upon entry but he’d known she was there. 

“The blockers are helping enough.”  His voice though soft, was heavy with emotion but Kayo didn’t comment on it. 

“I know.”  She replied coming up the end of the bed and resting her hand on one of Virgil’s covered feet. A physical act of reassurance she couldn’t explain but viscerally needed.  

“His speech..” He started and couldn’t seem to finish.

“I know,  Doctor’s said there could be some neurological damage from the cerebral edema. He has no idea he is slurring or muddling up some of his words but it’s gotten better since he woke up.  Swelling is still going down.”

Scott’s head bobbed up and down once.  “Nurse came by.” 

“I ran into her just outside,  she filled me in.  The neurologist will be by in a bit, she’s just getting out of surgery..”  Kayo stopped, unsure if she should continue or not.  Scott wasn’t doing so well and she didn’t want to burden him more.  He already blamed himself for GlobalMax. 

She needn’t had hesitated though, Scott already knew.  

“They keep checking his pupil response every time they come in.”  

Kayo closed her eyes, a despondent weight settling over her. The news she had secretly been dreading, fears that she had been right about voiced and confirmed by Scott with his concerned words.

“Did he say anything to you?” She asked, knowing that if Virgil hadn't told her about his sight the chances were slim that he would have mentioned it to Scott. 

“Not a peep but I suspected as much.  The Doctors did warn us.”  Scott looked down, rubbed once more at his battered fists, flicked his glance at the growing  medi-chart that hung off the end of the bed.  

Kayo watched Scott worry away at his hands,  his apprehension tightening his shoulders, distorting his usually impeccable posture.  “Have you put any ice on those?” She queried, shock spearing through his eyes as they shot up to hers.  

She leaned on the bed by Virgil’s feet,  hands in her lap playing with loose thread of her sweater.  “He might not be able to see the damage, Scott but I certainly can.”  She waited a beat,  “So can the others, mind you they won’t ask but they’re worried  about you and so am I.” 

Something flashed in his eyes at that, something she hadn’t seen in a long time as his vibrant blue gaze jetted up to hers and skittered away again.

Her own pulse kicked at the look but it was an instant only.  Something that would never be followed through on or explored.  It was from a childish youth years before she knew the truth of her adult self.  The strength of her feelings for the sleeping man quietly snoring at her back.  His leg resting against her spine, residual heat from his fading fever radiating through her clothing and warming her skin. 

Had she known then what she did now, that wellspring of youthful emotion would have fizzled to non-existence but that was the journey of life.  To experience its highs and it lows, and to see how far one could go in either direction without breaking or succumbing.  She'd found her peak, the pinnacle of her high and it was interwoven intricately with the mind behind loving, steady, sable brown eyes.  

Scott's athletic shoulders shrugged, not as wide as his brothers but just as able in a rescue. They carried many a burden, had sagged slightly under pressure but held firm time and again to whatever life threw at them.  This time though she wasn't too sure as doubt glossed over their resilience, maybe this time it would be too much. 

"You really should get them tended." She was well versed in the pain he was most likely experiencing having had her fair share of tussles over the years.  Some she'd won, some she'd lost but the pain in one's hands was always the same.  Bone deep and achy.  

"I will..just…". His attention turned to Virgil. Scott hadn't left his side since his return from wherever he had disappeared to but Kayo had her suspicions.  The haunted look in his eyes told her plenty.  

"Scott," Kayo put a hand in his jumping knee, the one she was sure he hadn't been aware danced up and down when he was overly tired and distraught. It stopped its mad jitter, his piercing blue turned back to her. "When was the last time you slept?" 

He'd comforted her during her time of need, now it was her turn to do the same in whatever small way he would allow.  She knew it was hard for him to admit needing it, a task usually delegated to Virgil to suss out but he wasn’t up to it and it would be sometime before he would be. 

"I'm doing okay, Tin". A childhood name, one seldom used and a testament to Scott’s current troubled mind.  

"No, you're not." 

His eyes shifted to the hand still on his knee and she lifted it, tucked it into the crook of her arm as she folded them again across her chest.  

“I have to be.” For his family, for the commander he was forced to be in the absence of their Father.

"Grandma was asking after you, maybe you should go and see her. She’s gotten antsy since the Doctor’s veto’ed her access to force her to rest.” Kayo tipped her head towards the door. “I wont leave him.”  

“She made you come in here to get me, didn’t she?”  He knew the woman well.

Kayo’s lips perked,  “You know Grandma,  always looking after her boys.”  She stood, offered Scott a hand.   “It was either me or TI security and a tranq’ gun. I figured I was the better option.”, 

Scott snorted, “You figured right since I could fire them all.” He took her hand,  groaned as she dragged him up to his feet.  

He stood in front of her a moment, close and she caught a whiff of his aftershave so different from Virgil’s but so Scott.  An awkward beat and she stepped back swinging out her arm to gesture towards the door dramatically.  “After you.” 

A slight uptick of a smile,  a flash of dimples before a quick glance over to his supine sibling. “You’re right.” He said as he stepped past her, long legs eating up the short distance. 

He stopped at the door,  back to her still. “Kayo…?”

“Yes?”  Her fingers combing through Virgil’s hair, brushing the tangled mess back from his pale brow.  

“..nevermind..”  and Scott was gone, the door swinging shut quietly in his wake. 

Not all injuries were visible but they hurt all the same.  

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[lornahansonforbes]

The late summer sun was slowly going down as we approached the corner of Melrose and North Robertson. Granted it was almost 8:00pm, but the sun was still blazing away as were the paparazzi and people milling about and waiting to go inside to have dinner meanwhile expecting a certain someone to make an appearance, but she slowed the car down for a millisecond and then kept going. I didn’t ask. She made a sharp left turn, an absolute fucking miracle, Sister Mary of The Perpetual Parking Spot must’ve been smiling down on us, she pulled up and backed in like a racer car driver. One, two, and the keys were being shoved into her vintage LV handbag.

“We’re here. Let’s go!,” she said cheerfully. Again I didn’t ask but the sign said, Ty’s Thai Tie Dye - An Indochina Conglomerate. I just looked at the sign again, “You’ll love it, trust me,” she said over the din of traffic.

We walked in and was greeted by a friendly hostess who appeared to be only like barely 5 feet tall.

“Two for dinner? You come now. Inside or outside table?” Our hostess grabbed two menus and shuttled us to an outside table without a confirmation. The slice of lemon meringue sky was wafting over us as we entered a small sort of possibly could have been an alleyway with beautiful plants everywhere and a trellis with Passion flowers just over head. My words can’t describe exactly how beautiful it was. The immense shades of green, the flowers and their beautiful aromas melded amazingly with the smells of garlic and cilantro emanating from a mysterious kitchen tucked away from the patrons.

Dressed in the classic little black dress and simple pumps, all Chanel, all understated and she was a vision. The extremely simple and understated gold jewelry brought it all together and yet oozed money from every pore with hair pulled loosely back in a black silk ribbon. She smirked gently as she began to seat herself and smoothed her dress down. I know I didn’t look out of place in “vintage” Black on Black Calvin Jeans. Yeah, I’ve had them for longer than I care to remember but dry cleaning is a good thing and my classic Brooks Brothers Oxford cream colored shirt. However my cordovan penny loafers had seen better days.

“You like something drink? Water? Flat? Fuzzy? Maybe soda? No? I bring you wine or something else?,” our hostess queried with a generous megawatt smile.

“Water, flat, slice of lemon and no ice for both of us. We’ll start with that,” she said looking at me with a twinkle in her sable eyes. Our hostess clicked her heels and walked away.

“The food here is incredible,” she said calmly.

I opened the menu and saw what made up of Indochina, plates by country. Mostly vegetarian but with plenty of dead animals for all the other food tourists and truly bougie wannabe We-Ho reject motherfuckers scratching their way to being not known for anything other than doing their worst James Dean high atop Griffith Observatory, but I did mention that they got chased out of the “nature’s reserve” by 5-0? Yes, those are grass stains on their jeans.

I pursued the menu as our hostess returned and glided the glasses of water and lemon on the table.

“You decided? What I bring you?”

I chose the vegetarian Pad Thai and some Vietnamese dish I couldn’t pronounce. We both also chose a lemongrass Larb with fried tofu salad. Our hostess disappeared into her Jasmine perfume and we lifted our glasses of water and clinked them together and quietly said, “Cheers, lovey.”

“I’m so delighted that we came here instead of trying to get in and see people fawn ever so patronizingly over her. It’s just the worst selfie moment you’ll ever see play out,” she said as she leaned back in her seat. I smirked at the image playing out like some silent movie with the Scott Joplin-esque ragtime jangling piano.

We had bits of conversation that really didn’t go anywhere other than “Well, did hear?” and “Some idiot who asserted that…” But nothing of substance and nothing really was said and the next thing I knew she pulled up in front of my flat.

“Darling, I’m sure we’ve had a wonderful evening but I feel bad that my husband is all over us these past few weeks. I’m just so sick and tired of seeing his gold Audi here and there every time we go out. Why can’t we agree to disagree with the fact that I’m who I am and you are you and we aren’t able to carry on like this anymore. I know I should break it to you gently but just rip the fucking Bandaid off, it’s over. Don’t speak. Let’s go our separate ways with our splendiferous memories and as the cliché states, when you do speak of me, be kind,” she blurted out without looking at me.

It took me a moment and then I crawled out the Jaguar Vandam Plas. I barely closed the passenger door and she glided away and I saw her turn right and disappear.

The full moon was reminiscent of Klieg lights at some old school Hollywood premiere and I saw the curtains move ever so slightly out of the corner of my eye. It was the Grand Dame, Marieke, my tuxedo cat meowing silently behind the window.

We locked eyes and she stood up, stretching her full length and her white underbelly up against the window pane. I fumbled for my house keys, still near comatose, I took those first tentative steps towards my house and then I got in my car. I pounded the steering wheel with tears in my eyes. “You ungrateful little bitch,” I screamed so loudly I felt my ears ringing worse than tinnitus at Rush concert.

The night was gorgeous as I drove cursing her very name. I couldn’t believe that not that long ago our tongues were lashing about like in a porn as we tore our clothes off, she’s moist, my turgidity…and fade to black.

Here I was on Pfeiffer Beach, Big Sur, hours away from the cesspool that is Los Angeles. I heard voices in the distance. I turned to see anything about but it wasn’t the ghosts of Burton and Taylor.

I don’t remember much after that but now the sun was rising over this beach was a backdrop for “The Sandpiper.”

The sounds of the waves were crashing just over there, the wind was gently nudging me as it was cold it was reassuring to me. Nothing left. My clothes were rumpled beyond and the sand in my toes. My ass was damp. No sugar free Chai latte beckoning me into a new day. Stumbling around I made it back to car only to see CHP stopped by and that bright orange ticket was neatly tucked under the windshield wipers. Fuck.

The radio blared as I turned the key, a voice said, “Now, I’m strong enough. Now, I’m strong enough to accept change. Yes my darling, if you want to live in another place, I can understand it. It’s gonna hurt for a little while, but I can understand it, but before you walk out that door, touch me in the morning.”

It was that classic 120 beats per minute but this voice and her rendition of the Diana Ross anthem, her anger and hurt were front and center. Just like me, we were both in a world of hurt at that time but she wasn’t feeling it and neither was I. She and I we’re pissed. Okay a little poetic license here and there but fuck you. I was transfixed on that song and she like I wanted to be Kathy Bates swinging that sledgehammer but we were going to leave that thing, that thing, right there to suffer and none of that dirty little bird bullshit either. I was going to be Mike Tyson if Bette Davis pops up screaming something about having a dirty little affair with a married woman. Hold up for one second, bitch! I’ll piss on your grave long before I say Kaddish.

I picked up phone, tapped Shazam, Marlena Shaw. Thanks, Miss Shaw. Touch me in the morning and you’ll lose that entire arm. Trust. I then tapped my phone one more time and my playlist abruptly cut in.

I merged into traffic on Route 1 South heading back home leaving Pfeiffer Beach in the rear view mirror. I’m a man on mission. Happy endings? Not on my dime. Better beginnings is more like it and I’ll take back me. I will not yield. The Grand Dame awaits and she will always love me for all my mistakes, my foibles, my insecurities and I have everything I need for the time being, my 15 year old cat, Marieke, and I couldn’t be happier even after the hurt.

[i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend]

25 Fics of Christmas ~ Day 12

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS MY LOVELY READERS! 

So obviously I didn’t make my goal of 25 fics before Christmas. I was a bit overambitious. I am going to finish it over the next week though. And I’m hoping to get a few more up today, but unfortunately no promises. 

I really like this one and i hope you enjoy it! 

Title: Santa Baby

Summary: Tony wants to go all out for Christmas karaoke. Shenanigans ensue

Characters/Pairings: Steve x Reader, Bucky, Sam, Nat, Wanda, Tony 

Rating: K+

Warnings: None. Fluffy fluff fluff

Word Count: 1774

You eyed the stage that was set up in the lounge curiously. Before you could ask, Tony clapped his hands together.

“Alright, everybody. Grab a drink.”

“It’s two in the afternoon, Tony,” Steve reminded him.

“It’s our first day off in months. And to celebrate the start of the holiday season, we’re doing Christmas karaoke!”

“Pass the whiskey,” Bucky groaned.

“You can’t get drunk,” you reminded him.

“Doesn’t mean I can’t try,” he muttered.

“So here are the rules,” Tony continued.

“Since when are there rules in karaoke?” Sam demanded, swigging the beer Maria had handed him.

“Since it’s my Tower,” Tony retorted. “So the rules are as follows. You are about to receive a slip of paper. That slip of paper will tell you how many songs you will be performing and what they are. And no discussing what songs you got. FRIDAY selected them at random.”

“Now, why don’t I believe that?” Natasha sighed.

“Because you have a brain,” you muttered.

She winked at you and tapped the side of her nose twice.

“Can it, you two. Pepper, my folder please.”

Rolling her eyes, she handed over the manila folder. Tony took the slips of paper and handed them out one by one.

Despite the complaints everyone retreated to different corners of the room to open their lists. You were relieved when you read the first two songs, they were two of your favorites. And then you read the last one. You were going to kill Stark.

“Did ya get some fun ones, sweetheart?”  

You jumped when Steve spoke in your ear and shoved the piece of paper in your back pocket.

“That remains to be seen. What about you?”

“Let’s just say I think I’ll enjoy tonight.”

You scrunched your nose at him, but he just pecked the tip of your nose making you giggle. He then kissed you on the lips before taking your hand and leading you to the couch where you settled in his lap. Tony handed you both drinks before taking his own seat.

“There are costumes with your names on them behind that screen. When FRIDAY calls out the song go behind there, get ready, and come out to perform. FRIDAY call the first song at random.”

“Yes, boss. First up is Miss Maximoff and Miss y/l/n singing Jingle Bell Rock.”

You took a long pull of your drink and clambered off your boyfriend’s lap, following Wanda behind the screen. You were relieved when the first costume with your name on it was just an elf hat with a bell at the end of it. Wanda pulled on her matching hat and the two of you skipped onto the stage hand in hand.

You grinned out at your friends, excited to sing one of your favorites. You immediately started bopping along when the music started. Wanda wasn’t quite as familiar with the song so during a few parts she stopped singing altogether, but the two of you dance around each other, attempting to ring the bells on the end of your hats in time with the music. You ended the song with some very enthusiastic jazz hands. Wanda grabbed your hand and you took a bow before hopping off the stage.

The rest of the team whooped and applauded as you squeezed yourself in between Sam and Steve, snuggling into Steve’s side.

“Alright, FRIDAY, who’s next?”

“Mr. Stark will be singing Blue Christmas,” The AI reported.

Tony strutted towards the screen, unbuttoning his suit jacket on the way. You all lost it when he emerged in a full on Elvis costume with a wig. He quickly struck his pose and cued the music to start. By the end, you were as impressed as you were amused. His impersonation of Elvis was far beyond wha \you had expected.

“I bet you could even go to Vegas and work in one of those wedding chapels,” Sam snickered.

“I’m going to take that as a compliment.”

“You shouldn’t.”

The performances continued and everyone gave it their all. Nat’s rendition of The Christmas Waltz and Bucky’s version of Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas both made you cry. You howled with laughter when Peter had to sing I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus. The poor kid looked mortified. All of the songs were great, and the costumes were amazing. Your favorite number of the night was Sam, Bucky, Steve, and Scott singing The Chipmunk Song.

Scott walked out first, singing the part of Dave. When he called for Simon Steve walked out with a pair of glasses and a long blue shirt that ended around his knees. He caught your eye and you couldn’t stop laughing. When Scott called for Theodore you looked to the side of the stage just in time to see Sam shove Bucky out as he grumbled “Ready” in his deepest voice. His green shirt was even baggier than Steve’s. Finally it was time for Alvin to make his entrance and Sam swaggered out with a yellow A on his red shirt and a big grin. You grinned over at Nat who was filming the entire thing as they attempted to sound like chipmunks.

They were barely holding in their own laughter as they finished the song, tripping over themselves as they jumped off the stage.

“Well I don’t think anyone can top that,” you commented, hoping that you wouldn’t have to sing your final song.

Tony shook his head slyly at you.

“FRIDAY, does anyone else need to sing?”

“Yes, boss. The last song of the night is Miss y/l/n singing Santa Baby.”

“Ow Ow!” Nat and Wanda called, and you glared at them.

You loved singing Christmas songs, but you felt awkward singing such a sultry song.

“You can do it, baby doll. Just sing straight to me,” Steve whispered in your ear.

“Okay.”

You pecked him on the lips before pushing off the couch to head behind the screen.

“You may want a hand with your costume,” Tony called after you.

“I hate you,” you sing-songed back.

You had rolled your eyes at his warning, but when you unzipped the garment bag with your name on it, your jaw dropped.

“Nat, Wanda!” You yelled.

“Coming!”

You were still gawking at the dress when they rounded the screen.

“You bellowed?” Nat teased. “That’s one hell of a dress.”

“You’re going to look amazing in it.”

“Don’t you guys think this is a bit much for karaoke?”

Nat shrugged. “Probably. But you know how Stark is about Christmas.”

“True. Think he’ll let me keep it afterward”

“Probably. But only if you ever put it on.”

“Alright. Alright.”

You stripped out of the jeans and t-shirt you’d been wearing and raised your arms so they could lower the dress over your head. The smooth fabric slipped easily over your body as it settled around your curves. Wanda’s fingers worked surely buttoning up the back as you shook out your hair. Nat quickly styled it into a neat twist. Once you slipped on your heels and grabbed the black feather boa, they gave you a thumb’s up and returned to their seats as you walked on stage.

You were confused when Bucky and Sam were standing there in tuxedo jackets.

“Someone’s got to sing the ba-dum’s,” Sam informed you.  

You nodded and turned your attention to Steve who was grinning and sitting on stage in a red tuxedo jacket that matched your dress and a Santa hat.

“And you?”

“Figured I’d make it easy for you to sing to me.”

“Naturally.”

Rolling your eyes you wrapped the boa around you and took a spot center stage. The dress had certainly boosted your confidence. Plus the prospect of teasing Steve was enough of a challenge to overcome the nerves.

When the music began and the boys started singing back up, you put your hand on your hip and popped it to the beat.

“Santa Baby, slip a sable under the tree for me,” you sang keeping your eyes on Steve. “Been an awful good girl.” You winked and he chuckled. “So hurry down the chimney tonight.”  

Santa baby, an auto space convertible too, light blue I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Sam and Bucky snapped along as they kept time. You did your best to be sultry and seductive, and whether or not you succeeded Steve looked enthralled.

Think of all the fun I've missed Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed

You wrapped your boa around Sam’s neck and kissed Bucky on the cheek. Steve shook his head slightly.

Next year I could be oh so good If you'll check off my Christmas list

You strutted back towards Steve as you continued to sing.

Santa honey, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot Been an angel all year Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

You walked behind the chair and placed your hands on his shoulders, singing quietly in his ear.

Santa cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed To a platinum mine Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Completing your circle around the chair, you sat in his lap. His hands found your hips as you balanced on his knee.

Santa baby, and fill my stocking with a duplex and checks Sign your 'x' on the line Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree With some decorations bought at Tiffany I really do believe in you Let's see if you believe in me

You trailed a finger down his chest as you left his lap.

Walking a few feet away, you were looking out into the crowd, singing, “Santa baby, forgot to mention on little thing, a ring” and you turned back for the next line. “I don’t mean on the ph…” you stopped short and covered your mouth with both hands.

Steve was down on one knee with a small velvet box in his hand.

“How about this ring?” he asked with a nervous grin as he snapped open the box. “Y/n Y/l/n, I am completely, truly, madly in love with you. Will you marry me?”

You could feel the tears streaming down your face as you nodded vigorously.

“Yes! Oh my god yes!”

Your teammates cheered as he slid the ring onto your finger and you pulled him up for a kiss. He spun you around as he kissed you and when he finally set you down you were both beaming.

“I love you so much, Steven Rogers.”

“Almost as much as I love you, y/n y/l/n.”

A/N: So there you go! I really loved writing this one. And full disclosure this didn’t start out as a proposal fic and it actually started out because of the image I had of Steve, Sam, and Bucky singing the chipmunk song. I hope you enjoyed and enjoy the holidays my loves. And if you don’t celebrate anything enjoy this last week of December. 

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[wearethejerkoffs]

1-100... hoe

Unusual AsksSpotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify all day every day is your room messy or clean?very messy, thanks depression for taking away my motivation! itll be clean soon. what color are your eyes?brown afdo you like your name? why?its nice, people make a lot of nicknames with. i think its pretty. what is your relationship status? very single, looking for someone to hold me. describe your personality in 3 words or lessobnoxious funny bitchwhat color hair do you have?black and blondewhat kind of car do you drive? color?i drive a tan 95 mercury sable. i love her. where do you shop?mostly goodwill and forever 21. how would you describe your style?looks put together and like i spent time on if but i probably just thru it on while i was walking out. favorite social media accounti love twit what size bed do you have? i think its a double. any siblings?1 brother who is my bestfriend. 1 sister who i love and gets me. 1 sister who is crazy and makes my moms life hard. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?i think i would wanna live in canada. if i dont wanna leave the country, then Wisconsin! favorite snapchat filter? hm...... the butterfliesfavorite makeup brand(s)covergirlhow many times a week do you shower?2 maybe. i take hella baths tho favorite tv show?the officeshoe size?8.5how tall are you?5'2sandals or sneakers? sneakersdo you go to the gym? yesdescribe your dream datehumane society. cheddars. cuddle. watch a dumb movie. fall asleep together. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?7 dollarswhat color socks are you wearing? blackhow many pillows do you sleep with?2do you have a job? what do you do? im a cashier at bphow many friends do you have? a handful. beccas my bitch tho. whats the worst thing you have ever done? whos to saywhats your favorite candle scent? vanilla3 favorite boy namesi dont have any3 favorite girl namesbecca jill pickenpaughfavorite actor? hmmmm...... matthew lillardfavorite actress? fuck um probably kat denningswho is your celebrity crush?ryan rossfavorite movie? nick and norahs infinite playlist or scott pilgrim vs the world. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? not anymore. probably will grayson will grayson. money or brains? brains. do you have a nickname? what is it? dan/dani/creepy/chicken/weirdohow many times have you been to the hospital?quiiiiite a fewtop 10 favorite songsmad as rabbits x panic at the discoyoungbloods x amityadmit it!!! x say anythingi exist i exist i exist x flatsoundking park x la disputemaps x the front bottomshaunt me (x3) x teen suicideeasy target x blink-182body bag x beartoothheregoesnothing x nevershoutneverdo you take any medications daily? not yetwhat is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)oilywhat is your biggest fear? being buried alive. how many kids do you want? none. i do not want children ever. whats your go to hair style?pony tail what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) average i guess. who is your role model? no one b*tchwhat was the last compliment you received?i look cute in jeanswhat was the last text you sent?yeahhhhhow old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?i think second gradewhat is your dream car? a green camryopinion on smoking?go for itdo you go to college? hell nowhat is your dream job? a cna while also being a cosmetologist. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? suburbsdo you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? nopedo you have freckles? i wishdo you smile for pictures?no im very insecure about my smile. how many pictures do you have on your phone? 776have you ever peed in the woods? nodo you still watch cartoons? nodo you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?wendys, tf???Favorite dipping sauce? bbq my friends. what do you wear to bed? bra and undieshave you ever won a spelling bee?nowhat are your hobbies?being lamecan you draw? hell nodo you play an instrument?HELL nowhat was the last concert you saw? nevershoutnever :')tea or coffee?coffee. fuck teaStarbucks or Dunkin Donuts?DUMMIN DONUTS BITCHHHdo you want to get married?i think sowhat is your crush’s first and last initial?mg lmaooooare you going to change your last name when you get married? yes duhwhat color looks best on you? black do you miss anyone right now? always. do you sleep with your door open or closed?closed unless i just pass out with it open do you believe in ghosts?of course i dowhat is your biggest pet peeve? i cant even picklast person you called`ky camfavorite ice cream flavor?chocolateregular oreos or golden oreos? regular chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? rainbowwhat shirt are you wearing? a vans tank topwhat is your phone background?christian is my lock screen and dhane is my home screen. rest in peace my angels. are you outgoing or shy?outgoing do you like it when people play with your hair?if its not knotteddo you like your neighbors? nagdo you wash your face? at night? in the morning?neverhave you ever been high? yeshave you ever been drunk? yeslast thing you ate? ihop chicken last nightfavorite lyrics right nowone life. one decision. make sure it ends with you still living. summer or winter? summer. day or night? nightdark, milk, or white chocolate? milkfavorite month? novemberwhat is your zodiac signscorpiowho was the last person you cried in front of? tony hahaha i was already crying at thirteen reasons why and he came in my room and saw me hahha

[gabbysdawsons]

GIMME EVERYTHING U GOT ON LUCY SABLE AND DEAD LUCY AS A WHOLE

sdsds YES! OKAY I CAN DO THIS

ahem, the entire idea and character is absolutely snatched from CW's Nancy Drew but I love it so much and it's been like a year since her character has been on it and she deserves more??? also it blends weirdly well with teen wolf so here we are.

So the fic as a whole will flip between 2005, when Lucy's a teenager, and 2011, because that's when Teen Wolf starts. idk explaining this is kind of hard because spoilers but also it's very clearly split into two parts... so for reasons I'm gonna tackle this by talking about the show first.

2011

The main character and narrator is Josh Sable, Lucy's younger brother

at this point Lucy has been missing for 6 years. Her case isn't necessarily active, but it's not closed. People around town have even made their own little ghost story out of her disappearance.

Because this is teen wolf, naturally, it kicks off with Stiles and Scott showing up at his house in the dead of night because they found a body in the woods.

in terms of show-plot this is all I have, however, Josh's best friend and a couple other girls (but mostly Lydia) keep experiencing these weird things, which if any of them actually knew what to look for would qualify as hauntings. Though Lydia is seeing whole-ass apparitions of ghost Lucy and is naturally Not Handling It Well.

basically, Lucy really fucks with Lydia's banshee powers, but not on purpose

There's also this side plot involving Ryan Argent where he's a murder suspect, but like, so is Derek. though for different murders, and also the same murder too. . .

2005

Lucy is alive and well, and happy!

She's friends with Derek and Paige, though her closest friend is Carolyn Hart.

her only concerns are looking after her little brother, and keeping her grades up

her boyfriend Ryan is from this kind of horrible rich family, think Jackson but as an adult, and he goes to some fancy shmancy school, but sneaks out all the time to visit Lucy because I'm a sucker for young love, okay?

basically, life is fine for Lucy, but also rapidly unravelling because there are so many little pieces to her life that are just falling to pieces.

this probably makes no sense sdksk, sorry. However I feel like this captures the vibe / relationships of the characters relatively well.

The Disappearance of Lucy Sable — suspects as of 2011

Derek Hale; classmate, close friend

Kate Argent; frequently seen around the high school

Peter Hale; deceased

Maura Sable; mother, strenuous relationship with her daughter

Ryan Argent; boyfriend

Carolyn Hart; best friend, was seen arguing with the victim before her death.