#musings: lydia solo

[mischiefxmuses]

taking inspiration from kasey with the pinboards. Here is my plotting/ starter call for the mini event. If you want a starter please be very specific about muses. Also if you like this for plotting i'll hop into your DMs. I'll be dropping most older threads pre event but keeping new ones going or plot heavy and important ones. But yeah that's it from me here goes:

Alastor - Going Solo

Alastor is chaos so he is likely going to be wandering around, watching and learning. Causing some chaos. Maybe talk to a few people, get a few secrets from people. He might offer up a song or two. Possible plots: People wanting to cause chaos with him, someone who spills their heart out to him, roaming around the museum together, judging people together. (2/3) - Shu Hualing, Clara

Angel - Going with Buffy Summers

Angel does not like events like this. He is going because he wants to be with buffy and he is trying new things. But he's still often going to be found wandering or in a corner. Possible plots: people watching from the sidelines as well, wandering the museum together (1/3) - Buffy

Billy Loomis - Going with Jill Roberts

Billy wonders what sort of chaos will happen but he is looking forward to getting to dance with his girlfriend. On this night he might not be focusing on Ghostface quite as much and more on her. (He does still have his knife on him just in case). Possible plots: causing a little bit of chaos, drinking, wandering around. (2/3) - Jill, Tara

Charles Xavier - Going with Ororo Monroe

Charles promised her to focus more on her so for this time he is really trying to make it about her and not work. He is going to try his hardest but will be quite sad that he cannot dance with her properly. Possible plots: Charles talking your muses ear off about the museum, having a drink with the professor, exploring the museum. (3/3) - Rose, Feng Yu , Ororo

Charlie Weasley - Going with Lydia Martin

After the war he struggles with big social events so it is going to require some getting used too. Especially since he used to be a social butterfly. He will be drinking, exploring and just chatting to as many people as possible. Possible plots: exploring, having a dance, drinking buddies. (1/3) - Dora

Charlotte Emily - Going with Max Lightwood

Charlotte never really got to experience these things and the random date thing with Max as well makes her nervous. Her aim will to be have fun but not to get overwhelmed and keep the puppet at bay. possible plots: someone who helps calm her down, someone to drink with, someone to explore with (2/3) - Cassidy, Mike

Cleo Mckinnon - Going with Thor Odinson

Cleo just wants to get away from the family drama and have a fun night. She will try to keep the peace in her family if things happen as best as she can but she wants to be able to enjoy her night with Thor. She wants to explore and be a person. possible plots: someone to explore with, someone to drink with, family plots. (1/3) - Thor

Cordelia Goode - Going with Alastor Moody

Cordelia loves an elegant event. She is even happier to go with Alastor. She is looking forward to a romantic evening with some dancing and conversation. possible plots: drinking together, exploring the museum, getting some fresh air (2/3) - Qi Yang, Alastor

Cullen Rutherford - Going with Jing Xi

Cullen doesn't like events like this but being who he is he needed to show his face and participate in the event. He is really awkward and uncomfortable but he will try. Just be ready for awkwardness. possible plots: exploring the museum, having a drink together, getting some fresh air, fellow government staff, catching him trying to sneak off. (0/3)

Dream - Going with Avar

Dream is not good in places like this. But he is trying, he really is. He will likely be on the sidelines most of the time. He won't try to leave because he's there with Avar but likely spending a lot of time outside. possible plots: exploring the museum, getting some fresh air, being with him when he tries a drink, judging people together. (2/3) - thanatos, Avar

Fleur Delacour Weasley - Going with Bill Weasley

Fleur cannot wait to be able to dance with her husband. She enjoys these sorts of events and looking forward to a romantic evening. She is excited to see how everyone is dressed. possible plots: exploring the museum, getting some fresh air, talking about the fashion. (1/3) - Bill

Harwin Strong - Going with Rhaenyra Targaryen

Getting to go to an event like this with his wife. He is very excited because he never got to show them off back home. They got that one dance together and it was so nice, one of the times he knew he loved them. He never got to show his affection so getting to now, he is very excited. He is so in love and cannot wait to dance with them. Even if he is not overly fond of parties. possible plots: exploring the museum, getting a drink, parents happy to have a night off. (0/3)

Henry Creel - Going with Phoebe Buffay

Henry is curious if anything will happen at this event. He is very intrigued by the whole thing. He agreed to do the blind date thing out of sheer curiosity. Not that he actually cares but he is a curious individual. He will be hungry for some chaos. possible plots: exploring the museum, creating some chaos, catching him trying to sneak into a place he shouldn't be going. (0/3)

Hera Syndulla - Going Solo

It'll be a fun night even if she's going solo. It's going to make her miss Kanan more than usual but she's happy to show her face. She wants to support her colleagues and meet new people. Maybe explore the museum. possible plots: hanging out with colleagues, having a drink or two, interacting with her pilots, exploring the museum. (0/3)

Hunter - Going with Rowena Ravenclaw

Hunter is getting better about going to these events. He is become more accustomed to not just being a soldier. He is looking forward to spending some time with Rowena, he will not dance because he cannot dance and doesn't want to embarrass him in front of her. He will try not to work either. possible plots: enjoying the vibes, exploring the museum, having a drink, someone trying to convince him to dance. (2/3) - Feyre, Rowena

Iorveth - Going with Lexi

Iorveth doesn't do these sort of events. Back home he was actively shunned so he never got to. He doesn't know how to do these sort of parties but of course Lexi dragged him along. He is reluctantly there. He will not dance. (Lexi will likely make him). possible plots: exploring the museum, having a drink or a few, watching from the sidelines, going outside for a bit. (0/3)

Loki Laufeyson - Going Solo

Loki is going because of curiosity and he works at the museum but he's not super keen. He doesn't need the reminder of all the festivities back home that he suffered through because no one really wanted to interact with him. But he's here. He might set of some magical fireworks or bring things in the museum to life because funny. possible plots: playing some tricks, exploring the museum, having a drink or a few, catching him trying to escape. (1/3) - Wei Wuxian

Nimona - Going with Reggie Peters

Nimona is ready to cause some chaos. She's never really been to an event like this and never gone while on a date. They have no idea how to navigate it but she's excited. Hopefully people will join in on the chaos they want to create. possible plots: causing chaos and mischief together, dancing, having a drink, exploring. (1/3) - Kaz

Peter Hale - Going with Bev Marsh

Peter is very intrigued and just happy to go with Bev. He can be very social and very charming. He is looking forward to dancing with Bev and having an evening just hoping nothing crazy happens. possible plots: having a drink or two, exploring the museum (2/3) - Bev, Allison

Rabastan Lestrange - Going with Narcissa Black

The main thing is he is looking forward to spending the evening with his fiance and getting to celebrate with her. He is going to avoid getting into fights and avoid any of the idiot brigade as much as possible. He will not engage in fights. possible plots: having a drink or two, exploring the museum, someone trying to engage in a fight with him. (0/3)

Satine Kryze - Going with Obi Wan Kenobi

Going as besties to enjoy the evening. Have a few drinks and relax. It is comforting to just have him around and going with him eases any stress she might feel about all of this. She knows it's important to show her face as well as a senator. possible plots: other government people, having a drink or two, exploring the museum. (0/3)

Sanji - Going with Nami

Sanji is over the moon excited to go with Nami to this and to get to dance with her. It will be interesting to have the rest of the crew see them together but he doesn't care about any judgement, he wants to make this night special for Nami. possible plots: straw hats seeing nami x sanji together, having a drink or two, judging the food together, exploring the museum. (2/3) - Usopp, Nami

Shanks - Going with Yor

Shanks is very intrigued about this. Never really experienced anything like this but he loves a social event. Getting to talk to people and he is very interested to get to know Yor a bit more. possible plots: having a few drinks together, exploring the museum, having a dance, judging people. (1/3) - Yor

Silco - Going with Emma Swan

Silco feels he needs to go as the Secretary of the Treasury and participate in the blind date thing. He does intend to sneak away at some point. He will try to enjoy himself but it is Silco. He will be very worried about Jinx. possible plots: having a drink together, exploring the museum, judging people. (1/3) - Jinx

Sion Val Palpatine - Going with Ashley Brown

Sion is not letting Ashley out of his sight. He just wants them to have a happy evening together after everything. He wants to dance with her and be with her. He doesn't want drama so he will avoid serious conversations. possible plots: having a drink together, exploring the museum, trying to have a deep convo with him and he's not doing it. (2/3) - Rey, Ashley

Tenel Ka Djo - Going with Jacen Solo

Tenel is hoping for a nice evening with Jacen. She doesn't want drama or anything just a chance for them to have fun. They both need it but she is very aware that they will be surrounded by their family. She is still going to try to enjoy herself and make sure Jacen isn't stressing. possible plots: having a drink together, judging people, exploring the museum. (2/3) - Jacen, Jyn

Percy De Rolo - Going with tbc

With his memories he is happy to get to go to an event like this. Respectability and dancing. It was something he missed. Constant battles and fighting, now he is happy to get to spend time with Vex on top of it. Though she doesn't remember, she is still Vex and he wants to make the night special for her. possible plots: having a drink together, exploring the museum, talking, gossiping (sort of) (0/3)

Yennefer of Vengerberg - Going with Geralt Of Rivia

Yennefer will try not to work but it will always be in the back of her mind to watch out for Leia. She enjoys dancing and socializing but never trusts events like this. She is looking forward to dancing with Geralt again. possible plots: fellow USSS trying to relax, exploring the museum, having a drink, gossiping. (2/3) - Dru, Zoya

Lyanna Stark - Going with Rhaegar Targaryen

They never got to do this sort of thing together, their relationship was secret and then they lost each other. So she is so excited to have this time with Rhaegar. She hopes to just enjoy. possible plots: exploring the museum, gossiping, having a drink or two, enjoying the vibes. (0/3)

Zash Baen - Going with Megara

This is so not his scene. He is going because he has been paid by Jabba to keep an eye on him. The blind date thing is to cover why he is there. He won't make it obvious that he is watching his boss. He will have his lightsabers on him. possible plots: drinking a decent amount, trying to engage him or gossip with him, exploring the museum, finding him sat away from everyone. (1/3) - Alani

[lavendaers]

alright, officially time for a brand new mass starter call for all my muses. feel free to request as many as you want, i'll also be posting a randomized starter call so i can do some randomized pairings as well.

alison dilaurentis    \    (0/3)

anakin solo    \    (0/3)

blitzo    \    (0/3)

carlos reyes    \    (0/3)

chloe charming    \    (0/3)

elide lochan    \    (0/3)

francesca bridgerton    \    (0/3)

gu mang    \    (0/3)

hayley marshall    \    (0/3)

hua xiangyi    \    (0/3)

jackie taylor    \    (0/3)

jing qi/jing beiyuan    \    (0/3)

jurian    \    (0/3)

kai azer    \    (0/3)

kate bishop    \    (0/3)

liam mairi    \    (0/3)

louis de pointe du lac    \    (0/3)

lydia martin    \    (0/3)

maik wen    \    (0/3)

margaery tyrell    \    (0/3)

nesta archeron    \    (0/3)

noa olivar    \    (0/3)

phoebe halliwell    \    (0/3)

poppy balfour    \    (0/3)

quan yizhen    \    (0/3)

rowan whitethorn    \    (0/3)

ruhn danaan    \    (0/3)

ryu sunjae    \    (0/3)

sarah cameron    \    (0/3)

sathia flynn    \    (0/3)

sophie beckett    \    (0/3)

tairn    \    (0/3)

vex'ahlia de rolo    \    (0/3)

willow rosenberg    \    (0/3)

xue yang    \    (0/3)

yan wushi    \    (0/3)

yushi huang    \    (0/3)

[snnynatural]

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mommydcys sonny munroe's smut blog ( sideblog to snnydcys and snnynatural ) - low activity

antiqsvchotic minah chung spn oc  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate  activity

thel0re spn multi muse  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate to low  activity

6anshee lydia  martin from teen wolf  (  sideblog  to snnynatural  )  -  moderate  to low activity

qveenr0sie rosalinda  fiore from princess protection program  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  low  activity

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[dynastymuses]

⭐

MULTIMUSE MEME: Send a " ⭐ " and I will list muses I would be interested in throwing at yours, or potential muse combinations if you are also a multi.

luke skywalker/anakin skywalker

padme amidala/anakin skywalker

padme amidala/luke skywalker

luke skywalker/leia organa

han solo/leia organa

han solo/luke skywalker

luke skywalker/obi-wan kenobi

qui gon jinn/obi-wan kenobi

scott mccall/allison argent

scott mccall/stiles stilinski

scott mccall/kira yukimura

scott mccall/malia tate

scott mccall/lydia martin

samwise gamgee /frodo baggins

samwise gamgee/meriadoc ‘merry' brandybuck 

samwise gamgee/peregrin ‘pippin’ took  

aragorn/legolas greenleaf

aragorn/arwen undomiel

elrond/arwen undomiel

lucy pevensie/peter pevensie

eustance clarence scrubb/peter pevensie

edmund pevensie/peter pevensie

lucy pevensie/edmund pevensie

peter pevensie/edmund pevensie

eustance clarence scrubb/edmund pevensie

lucy pevensie/susan pevensie

peter pevensie/susan pevensie

eustance clarence scrubb/susan pevensie

lucy pevensie/susan pevensie

peter pevensie/lucy pevensie

edmund pevensie/lucy pevensie

peter pevensie /lucy pevensie

lucy pevensie/eustace scubb

peter pevensie /eustace scubb

jill pole/eustace scubb

[itsaship-literally]

Haunted Hearts

by WildHarlow

So maybe he was a bit lonely. Fine. Moping about it wasn't going to do anything. He'd work on the songs, he'd finally write his hit, and everyone else could eat their fucking words. That was, until she showed up.

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Lawrence Shoggoth is officially kicked out of the band, and out of New York in general. When his real estate mogul mom, Juno, offers him the victorian house in Connecticut, it's a last resort. Freshly moved in, he's going to find his muse and work on his soon-to-be-famous solo album. Little does Lawrence know, he's not the only one in the house. It might have been forty years since Lydia Deetz died there, but that does NOT mean she had to share it with some himbo with a guitar.

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A musicalbabes AU where Beetlejuice/Lawrence is the human, and Lydia is the ghost.

Words: 1842, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Beetlejuice - Perfect/Brown & King, Beetlejuice - All Media Types

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Beetlejuice, lawrence shoggoth, Lydia Deetz, Charles Deetz, juno shoggoth, Adam Maitland, Barbara Maitland, Maxie Dean

Relationships: Beetlejuice/Lydia Deetz, Charles Deetz/Delia Deetz, Adam Maitland/Barbara Maitland

Additional Tags: AU, Beetlejuice AU, beetlejuice musical, beetlebabes, Musicalbabes, tourbabes, Justinjuice, Dewey Finn - Freeform, ghost lydia deetz, Human Beetlejuice, Haunted House, Reluctant friends to lovers, Ghost/Human, a little bit of school of rock in here

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46230505

[meropegaaunt]

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓; roleplay info

MINORS DNI

Rules

I only roleplay with partners who are 18+ and semi-lit to literate.

I am open to NSFW and darker themes, but I will not take part in roleplays with pedophilia, potty play, blood play, A/B/O, furry stuff, or anything nonconsensual.

I only roleplay on discord and I prefer to double up.

I only send character sheets in DMs, but if you’d like to see a brief overview of my OCs, then check out my OC masterlist here. Not all of my OCs are posted there, though, only a few.

Fandoms with a * are the ones I’m currently open to roleplay with. This list will be updated accordingly.

Fandoms

Star Wars

Daisy Jones and the Six*

The Walking Dead*

The Hunger Games*

Outer Banks*

Harry Potter

House of the Dragon

Attack on Titan

Teen Wolf

Muses

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Padmé Amidala

Captain Rex

Commander Fox

Leia Organa

Luke Skywalker

Boba Fett

Kylo Ren / Ben Solo

Poe Dameron

Finn

Rey

Daisy Jones and the Six

Daisy Jones

Billy Dunne

Graham Dunne

Camila Martinez

Karen Sirko

The Walking Dead

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Green

Rosita Espinosa

Ezekiel Sutton

The Hunger Games

Katniss Everdeen

Peeta Mellark

Gale Hawthorne

Annie Cresta

Finnick Odair

Johanna Mason

Outer Banks

John B. Routledge

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

Kiara Carrera

Rafe Cameron

Sarah Cameron

Harry Potter

James Potter

Sirius Black

Regulus Black

Remus Lupin

Lily Evans

Barty Crouch Jr.

Narcissa Black

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ron Weasley

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Evan Rosier

House of the Dragon

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen

Helaena Targaryen

Alicent Hightower

Laena Velaryon

Jacaerys Velaryon

Harwin Strong

Attack on Titan

Eren Yeager

Zeke Yeager

Armin Arlert

Reiner Braun

Porco Galliard

Pieck Finger

Teen Wolf

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Lydia Martin

Allison Argent

Kira Yukimura

I’m open to playing characters that aren’t on my muse list, but characters I won’t write for include Sheev Palpatine / Darth Sidious, Count Dooku / Darth Tyranus, Negan Smith, Alpha, Coriolanus Snow, Ward Cameron, Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Aegon II Targaryen, Lucerys Velaryon, Erwin Smith, and Peter Hale. This is simply due to personal preferences and wanting to get each character’s portrayal right.

[xinthesewallsx]

“New Years Kiss” - Little wolf liam & Hope

Send “New Years Kiss” to give my muse a kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve

of course lydia was throwing another party for the pack. keeping everyone together around this time. it was a nice gesture and very different from the ones she threw when lydia was dating her brother. it's smaller, intimate even. just the pack -- even extended allies and friends of the pack. this was a nice change. she's standing around, observing the crowd around her and a red solo cup held to her lips. that's when liam comes up besides her, just as lydia announces the countdown to the new years. 10...9.....8....7.....6.....5....she looks over at liam and smiles. 4....."guess you're my new years kiss, dunbar." she teases. 3....2....1....she presses her lips to his gently, hand on his neck. "happy new years."

[greatcstarcherarchh]

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solo blogs

snnydcys  sonny  munroe  (disney  channel's  sonny  with  a  chance)  -  high  activity main blog

snnynatural  sonny  munroe  (sonny's  supernatural  verse)  -  high  activity main blog

greatcstarcher  kate  bishop  (mcu's  hawkeye)  -  high  to  medium  activity

sideblogs

antiqsvchotic minah chung spn oc  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate  activity

sh1fted bobby john spn canon divergent  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate  activity

thel0re spn multi muse  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate to low  activity

6anshee lydia  martin from teen wolf  (  sideblog  to snnynatural  )  -  moderate  to low activity

qveenr0sie rosalinda  fiore from princess protection program  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  low  activity

littlesvn rapunzel from tangled and tangled the series  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  low  activity

sinkingdcrkness serenity  siren  oc  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  low  activity

4ssist oc hollywood multi muse  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  moderate to low  activity

misc blogs

lumiiiscorner  positivity  blog

lumiiicreates  commissions  blog

[snnydcysarchh]

where to find lumi without spamming the dash. (updated)

solo blogs

snnydcys  sonny  munroe  (disney  channel's  sonny  with  a  chance)  -  high  activity main blog

snnynatural  sonny  munroe  (sonny's  supernatural  verse)  -  high  activity main blog

greatcstarcher  kate  bishop  (mcu's  hawkeye)  -  high  to  medium  activity

sideblogs

antiqsvchotic minah chung spn oc  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate  activity

sh1fted bobby john spn canon divergent  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate  activity

thel0re spn multi muse  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  moderate to low  activity

6anshee lydia  martin from teen wolf  (  sideblog  to snnynatural  )  -  moderate  to low activity

qveenr0sie rosalinda  fiore from princess protection program  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  low  activity

littlesvn rapunzel from tangled and tangled the series  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  low  activity

sinkingdcrkness serenity  siren  oc  (  sideblog  to  snnynatural  )  -  low  activity

4ssist oc hollywood multi muse  (  sideblog  to  snnydcys  )  -  moderate to low  activity

misc blogs

lumiiiscorner  positivity  blog

lumiiicreates  commissions  blog

[cursivebloodlines]

I’d love to read AC’s (Aaron)’s backstory and history. I loved reading Dougies and it pulled at the heart strings. Would love to read solos of him. Each of your muses are jsut outstanding.

oh my god I was just about to put my phone down to sleep finally and got this incredible message and I am floored????? YOU ARE SO KIND 🥹 thank you so much oh my god??? people actually read these??? Dougie’s is so longwinded because I’ve had him for so long I always keep meaning to try and shorten it but… you’ve seen my threads, probably, and my inability to be concise ever! but thank you so so much for your kind words! I have a solo one of him I wrote in a rpg he was in years ago I’ll have to track down (and cringe at my writing rip) and reblog for you! and I def have one for Lydia from when I had her in a rpg too so! I will try and work on something for Aaron!! He’s pretty much a disaster like the rest of them, none of them can be normal ever😭 but genuinely from the bottom of my heart thank you so so much for these lovely words! “Outstanding” is such a strong word and I am 🥹🥹🥹🥹 you’re so kind and have made me v smiley and aaaaaa thank you so much idk how to words rn omg 😭🫶💞

[roseguidedarc]

@damnstory

10 Things I Hate About You (1999) dir. Gil Junger

[roseguidedarc]

@cruoren​​ ASKED ,    ‘     ‘ 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏  --  𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒅 . ’   /   𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒚𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒄 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 .

           𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐌 ,    she tries her best to show as much interest as she can yet it’s hard given what she’s holding compared to what she thought she’d be able to wield during this  “lesson”  ben had been so ready to tell her about.    lips are tugged downward in a frown , wrist doing small circles were she stands before her uncle chewie who was meant to be her    𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙶𝙴𝚃   ,  the wookie towering over small girl who was just over six years of age.   when her brother speaks ,  lydia glances upward && says in a rather unamused , almost comically deadpan tone :     ❝  bubba ,  ❞     one of her many nicknames for her older brother ,    ❝  this is a stick , not a lightsaber.  what should i do with a stick , i can’t do nothin’ with a stick !  ❞    tone becomes more animated toward the end of her statement , arms raising almost above her head to come smacking down against her legs almost in protest.     ;          ❝  i thought i was gonna get to hold a lightsaber !    i’ve wanted for so so so long , they’re so cool.  it’s not fair you get to train with uncle luke && i gotta stay here !  ❞   she huffs && arms cross over her chest , stick still held between fingers.   for someone who seems to be most displeased with whats in her hand . . she doesn’t set it down.      ❝  momma says i’m too young to be playing with lightsabers ,  but daddy would let me.  wouldn’t he uncle chewie?  ❞      she looks toward the wookie who shakes his head as if didn’t want to get involved.     ben takes her into his arms ,   arm holding her up against his side with her perched on his arm.      ❝  i wanna be like you ,  bubba.  i wanna fight off those bad guys ,  i wanna fly the falcon ,  i wanna━  ❞      mouth makes lightsaber noises as lydia waves around her stick ,    ❝  . . . be a jedi like you , like uncle luke , like momma.    you think i could?  do you?  ❞  

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.｡.:*☆ Event starter call, whoop whoop! Muses under the cut. If they are wearing a costume, I am going to add that too. Please not more than 3 requests per muse, for now!

Poe Dameron (aware)

Geralt of Rivia (aware, dressed as Superman)

Harry Potter (aware)

Percy Jackson (aware)

Bella Swan (unaware)

Stefan Salvatore (aware, Hades)

Godric Gryffindor (aware, Knight)

Queenie Goldstein (aware, Cupcake)

Bill Denbrough  (aware)

Klaus Hargreeves  (aware)

Merlin (unaware, Mage)

Rei Hino  (aware)

Jessie  (aware)

Jack Sparrow (aware, Pirate)

Eleven Hopper  (aware)

Eleventh Doctor  (aware, Victorian Gentleman)

Annie Cresta (unaware, Fairy)

Sally Ragdoll  (aware, Snow White)

Jon Snow  (aware, Huntsman (Disney))

Raven Darkholme  (aware)

Alice Kingsleigh (aware)

Elsa  (aware)

Sam Winchester  (aware)

Lucifer Morningstar  (aware)

Crowley  (aware)

Jay (unaware, Pirate)

Celeste  (aware, Owl)

Kili  (aware)

Anakin Solo  (aware)

Grogu  (aware)

R2D2  (aware, Tin Man from Wizard Of Oz)

Scott McCall  (aware)

Poison Ivy  (aware)

Spike Spiegel (aware, Clyde from Bonny & Clyde)

Tony Stark  (aware)

Johanna Mason  (aware)

Calcifer  (aware)

Haku  (aware)

Sidney Prescott  (aware)

Lightfury  (aware, dressed as Dragon)

John Constantine  (aware)

Laura Kinney  (aware)

Daryl Dixon  (aware)

Lestat De Lioncourt (aware)

Sabrina Spellman (aware)

Lydia Deetz (aware)

Mimmi (aware, Mermaid)

Kate Bishop (aware)

Yan Wei (aware)

Paige Matthews (aware)

Anders (unaware)

Sweeney Todd (aware)

Andromeda Black (aware)

Ruby Lucas (aware, Little Red riding Hood)

Peter Quill (aware)

[jj-5656]

Truth or Dare

With; Stiles Stilinski

IMPORTANT A/N:I’m officially down bad folks.  But I wanted to say there’s a song I need you to play during a specific part of this story. It really only lasts a minute, and you’ll know when to play it. ALSO do not skip over this fic just because the song is by 1D I promise it’s fitting and not fangirl cringe. But this is tumblr an app practically made for that...@ me. Anyways I appreciate all the recent love on my work, and I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Teen drinking

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“Y/n”

“Mmm.”

“Do you have a crush on anyone?” Of course Isaac, shit-eating smirk and all would be stirring the pot. Knowing damn well you’ve made eyes at Stiles for as long as he’d known you. You stare him down with a knowing smile, taking a slow sip of your drink before answering.

“Yeah”

Stiles raises his brows in surprise at your nonchalant response. If you did have a crush, wouldn’t you have told him? All he did was rant about Lydia to you. Though, he hadn’t talked about her in a while. Seeing as his feelings for her had seemingly fizzled away earlier this year. It was odd, one day he was madly in love with the girl and the next he wasn’t. Either way, he’s surprised at the twinge of anger he feels at your words. Jealousy

The realization scares him, what was he jealous for?

“Interesting y/n/n, who’s grabbed your attention?” Isaac presses, the two of you not breaking contact as you take another challenging gulp of your drinks. A couple of the pack members exchange worried glances. The two of you always have a habit of teasingly pushing each other’s buttons, but issac seems to be pressing a little too much. As if he knows something the others don’t.

The twinging heat in Stile’s stomach ignited, burining much brighter than before as his eyes dart between the two of you. What the hell was this? When had you and Isaac become so close? Close enough to confess each other’s crushes. He grips the solo cup in hand harder, having ignored the bubbling beverage until now.

“You’re only allowed one question Isaac. And you just used it.” You counter matter of factly, leaning back into your chair simultaneously with the blonde. The others watch your interaction intently, all having noticed the tension grow.

“I’m gonna go grab a drink.” Stiles announces suddenly, weaving between the various patio chairs as the attention turns to him.

“Aren’t you driving?” Scott interjects worriedly, not letting the change in his friends demeanor go unnoticed. Stiles pauses, turning on his heel and facing the group of you with a mischievous, somewhat forced smile .

“We can sleep here. Right Lydia? Your mom said you had the cabin for the weekend?”

“Uh, yeah. I only had a few of the guest rooms prepared. But there’s definitely enough room for everyone.” She replies, tone hesitant due to the shift energy.

“Everyone down to stay the night?” Stiles inquires, practically challenging the group to say no.

“Fun!” Lydia interjects before any of you can protest “I’ll set up the rest of the rooms. It’ll be like one big sleepover! Allison, help me grab some pillows and blankets from the basement?” She pulls the raven-haired teen along before she can answer. Shooting you a ‘what the hell just happened’ look before tugging Allison past Stiles and into the house. Leaving you, Scott, Isaac, and Stiles to deal with the lingering tension.

“Back in a sec.” stiles raises his cup in a sort of salute before making his way through the sliding glass door and towards the kitchen.

“Is someone gonna tell me what I’m missing here?” Scott inquires confusedly, looking just as astonished as the girls at how odd the three of you were acting. Scott was your other best friend, and of course knew you’d been crushing on Stiles for ages. But nothing had stemmed from it until now.

“Looks like everyone knows y/n’s crushing except the one she’s crushing on.” Issac offers with a smirk. Laughing when you get out of your seat to playfully shove his head to the side.

“You’re such an ass. I’m going to check on him.” You head towards the kitchen with what little pride you have left, shooting up your middle finger behind your back when you hear the two boys having a laughing fit at something Scott mumbles.

Usually, you’re the one drinking when the lot of you hang out. Lydia and Allison sip on something most times, but of course Isaac and Scott can only do it for taste. Even then, Isaac only takes shots with you to see who won’t make a face at the bitter beverage (bastard always wins). That’s why it’s such a surprise when you walk in the kitchen to see Stiles adding a significant amount of liquor to a fresh cup of soda, eyes boring into the liquid as if it’s just insulted him. Your eyes subtly trace over the way he clenches his jaw, pushing away the butterflies you feel when you observe his veiny hands gripping the cup. Jesus you need to touch some grass

“Easy there. Trying to out-drink me Stilinski?” You push your cup towards him gingerly, putting up your hand to signal him when to stop pouring.

“Something like that.” Stiles mumbles with a tight lipped smile, taking a gulp from the cup and making an insanely dramatic grimace. Shivering and shaking his head violently at the shock of the taste.

“You’re usually not one to drink.” You let it come out as more of a question than a statement, laughing amusedly at his spurratic reactions.

“Yeah, well...” Is all he replies, shrugging before taking another sip. This time only blinking hard to withstand the flavor. Your head cocks to the side in curiosity, holding your tongue before trying to ask what’s up with him. His eyes narrow at your actions, the fiery feeling before burning once more as he takes in your cute expression. Damn you, it’s like you’re trying to get him riled up. Maybe it’s the alcohol, but whatever feelings the brunettes been harboring are starting to bubble over. He figures he’s always had eyes for you, but it wasn’t exactly a convenient time to come to the realization he’d fallen for you. It’d been a long time coming admittedly, but it’s not like he could act on it. Well, maybe he could. He shakes away the lustful thoughts when you lean against the counter beside him. Wearing one of your more revealing tops tonight. He swears you’re doing this shit on purpose.

“Ready to go back out?” You suggest with raised brows, hoping the liquor will brighten his mood. He nods, following you back through the living room and towards the back patio. Surveying the newly placed pillows and blankets beside the couch as he steps out towards the fire pit.

“You’re back, finally! Stiles, it’s your turn to ask someone.” Lydia claps her hands to get your attention. You and Stiles sitting next to each other on one of the couches amongst the undoubtably expensive outdoor furniture.

“Alright. Isaac, truth or dare?” Stiles challenges the blonde from across the fire pit. Isaac smirks, adjusting himself on the couch opposite you.

“You guys know me, I’m mostly an open book. But with they way you’re staring me down, I’ll go with truth and skip out on whatever dare you’re fantasizing about in that big brain of yours.”

Stiles scoffs with a forced smile, just slightly moving closer to you when he sees you and Isaac make what contact.

“Do you have a crush on anyone?”

“Can we do repeat questions?”

“Don’t bullshit me Lahey, answer me.” Stiles isn’t necessarily rude, but doesn’t show any signs of breaking his serious expression when Isaac raises his brows with an amused laugh. He looks over at you, before letting his eyes fall on Allison. You don’t let their intense eye contact go unnoticed, despite it only being for a split second.

“Yeah, I do.” He mutters simply, sitting back in his seat with an uncaring smile. You can tell he is in fact shitting himself internally, being one of the few people able to see through his cocky facade.

Without a juicy enough answer, Lydia begins to give a dare. “Alright Scott, truth or-”

“Can I go again?” Issac interjects, your stomach dropping when you can practically see the gears turning in that mischievous mind of his.

“Well, it’s Scott’s turn to be asked.”

“No worries, the question is for him.”

“Well, alright.” Lydia looks between you and Allison with another ‘what the hell’ expression. Neither of you can think of an answer.

“Okay Scott. Truth or dare?”

“Uh, dare. I guess.” The tanned boy replies, not as amused when the attention turns to him.

“Kiss y/n.” Stiles chokes on his drink before the rest can even react, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his flannel sheepishly when the rest of you have your eyes on him. Scott gets up from his chair reluctantly, moving towards the couch where you’re sitting and offering you a hand up. You take it with a nervous chuckle, smile brightening when the taller boy grabs the sides of you head a plants a quick peck to your forehead. Each of you giving a respectful bow and courtesy as the group claps.

“What was that?” Isaac teases, amused expression adorning his features at the cute interaction.

“You weren’t specific about it, you just said to kiss her.” Scott explains with a prideful smile, happy to have found a loophole in his dare. He’s always been like a big brother to you, even though you never let him forget you’re a month older.

“I thought it was sweet.” Allison muses, having found the interaction between her ex boyfriend and you simply cute. Of course her and Lydia never fail to point out the way you longingly stare at your sarcastic best friend just about every minute of every day.

“Thank you, thank you. We try our best.” You give another curtsy before sitting back down, tucking your legs under yourself and letting the tops of your knees lean against Stiles’ thigh. His tense shoulders seem to ease at the contact, despite wanting to shoot out across the fire pit and pumble Isaac.

“Okay Allison, truth or dare?” Lydia turns her attention to the brunnette beside her, eager to continue the game. 

“Dare.”

“Chug your drink.”

Allison groans, pursing her lips in a small pout and raising her drink to you in suggestion. Seeing as you often participate in chugging contests at Lydia’s infamous parties, you’re not one to step down from the offer. 

“Fine, I’ll be your moral support. Stiles, you wanna join?” You’re happy he’s finally trying to let loose, and you’re honestly eager to see a drunk Stiles. He leans over you to see how much liquid is in your cup and Allison’s, nodding when he observes that they all have just about the same amount. 

“Why not, don’t expect to win though.” You scoff at his cocky remark, scrambling up from your sitting position and moving over to the speaker playing some pop song quietly. 

“I need some motivation, not that this’ll be much of a challenge.” You counter playfully, confidence brightening when your three friends that aren’t participating start placing bills down to bet. With the increase of volume, you can feel the base of the music vibrate beneath your feet as you sit back down beside Stiles. 

“Ready? 3, 2 ,1 go!” You’re a bit surprised at Scott’s enthusiasm, but figure he’s just as eager as the others to win his money. Immediately, you Stiles and Allison start gulping down the bitter liquid. You open your eyes for a split second, observing how far your opponents have gotten. Stiles shoots his arm out towards you, playfully trying to knock the cup out of your hand whilst chugging. You do the same, hitting his arm away and tilting your head even farther back to finish. You’re done only a split second before the other two, who finish at the same time, grimacing not only from defeat but by the foreign bitter taste. You raise your empty cup as playful whoops erupt from the spectators. 

“That’s my girl.” Isaac cheers idly, bumping the sides of his fist with your own as he happily collects his earnings. 

“Don’t I get a percentage? I did all the work!”

“y/l/n, they don’t pay the race horses. All the money goes to the lucky better.”

“I should have put my money on you.” Scott groans, laughing when Stiles playfully shoves him.

“I was close, she cheated!” Stiles excitedly argues, and you’re glad his mood has improved since before. 

“Like hell we were, she killed us. And I for one will not be participating. I’m definitely placing a bet though.” Allison retorts, reaching into her wallet for cash. 

“Do you really want to be embarrassed again Stiles? I’m not going easy on you.” 

“Bring it on y/n/n.”

*****

“Okay, we’re officially turning in. Will you guys be okay?” Lydia yawns as she finishes, Scott and Allison getting up as well.

“What? The party was just getting st-started!” Stiles hiccups with raised arms. 

“Sti, it’s 2 in the morning. We all need to get some rest for the drive tomorrow.” Scott explains, ruffling his drunken best friends hair and chuckling when he slowly swats his hands away.

“Whatever dad. You’ll stay up with me?” Stiles turns to you with a hopeful expression, eyebrows furrowing when Scott distracts you with a kiss to the top of your head.

“You’re okay to get him to bed?” He asks whilst ignoring Stiles’ offended expression at the notion, turning to head inside when you nod. 

“I would stay, but then I’d be a third wheel so...Night!” Isaac chimes with a charming grin, dodging your attempt at hitting him and planting a quick kiss to your temple before rushing inside.You and Stiles mumble reluctant replies when the rest of the pack shouts their good-nights, their absence bumming you out.

“Lame.” You simultaneously deadpan, giggling into your cups at the jinx. The fire’s only embers by now, a chill running down your spine at the sudden,cool summer night air. 

“Mmm.” Stiles hums through the his cup, attempting to shrug off his flannel whilst holding the plastic between his teeth. “Take this, it’s cold.” You shake your head quickly, dizzying at the movement. 

“I’m fine, if I took it you’d be cold.” You giggle when he rolls his eyes, cup in his mouth slashing a little bit of liquid down his chin when he continues to try and maneuver out of the fabric. “You’re such a lightweight.”

“Am n-not!” He hiccups between words, mumbling due to the plastic still clenched between his teeth. You laugh again, shuffling across the couch to help him out of the shirt. You know he’ll only persist if you refuse again, deciding to give in to his stubborn behavior instead of arguing. You get his arm that’s closest the you out of the first sleeve, reaching across his lap to help remove the other. 

Stiles is instantly overwhelmed with the scent of that sweet perfume you’re always wearing. The heat emanating from your body disorienting him for  moment before he remembers the cup still in his mouth. You finally get his other arm free, sitting back on your legs only to meet his droopy brown eyes. He looks a little stunned, and you realize the alcohol’s made you a bit more bold than usual. His face is only inches away, close enough for you to smell the alcohol on his tongue. Slowly, he removes the cup from his mouth, eyes never leaving yours. You take a sharp intake of breath, the air between ou tingling with some sort of buzz as your eyes avert down to his now visible lips. His eyes go down too, and you’re reminded of the wrap shirt Lydia had forced you to borrow, exposing a bit more chest than you’re used to. He clears his throat shuffling mere centimetres closer to you as his hands move towards your neck. This is it, he’s finally going to-

“You’re necklace, it’s messed up.” His voice cracks as he speaks, and you try not to completely deflate when he clears his throat gain as he clumsily drags the chain so the charm is back against the soft skin between your collarbones. 

“Oh, thanks.” You internally cringe at how disappointed you sound, shrugging on the warm fabric of his flannel and leaning back against the couch.

******

You’re sitting on the counter and watching amusedly as Stiles clumsily searches the cabinets for something to eat.

“These people eat like hamsters, where’s the junk food?” He whines, exasperated from his mere 30 second search. 

“Sti?”

“Hmm?”

“Truth or drink.” He let’s out another whine at your words, giving up on his search and leaning against the counter across you expectantly. Admittedly, he’s pretty tipsy and nearing drunk, not to mention pretty pissed that he chickened out earlier. He feigns annoyance when you nibble on your thumb to think of a question, heart melting when he observes how your feet kick in the air as the dangle off the counter top. 

“Kiss marry kill. Isaac, Derek, and Scott.” He groans at your words, lips upturning to a smirk when you giggle into your cup.

“Can’t I just marry Scott, then kill Isaac and Derek?” He tries to argue but you immediately shake your head, expectant of a complete answer. “Fine. Kiss Derek, marry Scott, and kill Isaac.”

“Why Isaac?” 

“Because he’s an ass, and he wears scarves in the summer. My turn.” You roll your eyes at his words, awaiting his question. 

“Do you have a crush on Isaac?” Your eyebrows furrow in shock, shaking your head and laughing loudly at the notion. Sure, Isaac was  hot, but you’d never had that sort of feelings for each other. He was more like a brother if anything, just like Scott. Stiles seems surprised at your answer, persisting the moment you quiet down. “Then who was he talking about before?” 

“It’s actually my turn, no double questions. What were you so mad about before?” If he wanted to get personal, you might as well match the energy. He rolls his shoulders at the question, bringing the cup to his lips to hide his smile when you throw your hands up in defeat.

“Coward.” you grimace playfully, pouting when he only shrugs at your insult. 

He jumps, startled when you gasp suddenly and reach over the counter. Turning up the volume on the stereo from before you’d brought inside. ‘Wolves’ by one direction, plays much louder now that you’ve turned the notch on the device.

“Oh my god, why?” Stiles dramatically looks up to the ceiling when you hop off the counter in excitement. Of course, he recalls the first time he’d heard the song. You’d forced him and Scott to listen to it in the jeep one night, saying it was just too ironic to not make it ‘your song.’ And whether him or Scott want to admit it or not, they’d belted out the lyrics with you a few times before. 

You’re grabbing his hands before he can protest farther, rolling up the baggy sleeves of his flannel for the umpteenth time that evening as you begin to move to the opening notes, pulling him along with you. You thank the alcohol for your surge of confidence and the easy sway of your hips, grateful for the liquid courage.

“You totally love this song!” You shout over the music, too drunk to care if the others are awoken by your antics.

“Totally don’t!” Stiles retorts just as loud, laughing when you raise his arm so you can spin under it. Beginning to bob his head and mumbling the lyrics you’re currently shouting. 

In the middle of the night when the wolves come out, headed straight for your heart like a bullet in the dark. 

One by one, I gotta take them down, 

We can run and hide, ain’t going down without a fight

You both howl obnoxiously with the music, jumping and spinning as it booms through the speakers. The alcohols hitting now, effectively loosening his muscles and making the both of you laugh obnoxiously at how stupid you probably look. Despite the silliness of it all, it’s the most at ease Stiles has felt in a while. There’s a certain energy you bring, a type of way you make him feel that’s always drawn you so close.You stumble over to the stereo when the third verse comes on, grin not leaving your lips when you feel his reluctance to let go of your hand. You turn the music down, not familiar enough with the remaining verses to be able to sing it. Besides, you were lucky enough Lydia hadn’t come down there, slippers and all, to scold you both to bed. 

“That’s it? There’s more to the song!” 

“I thought you didn’t like it?” You pant out, both out breath as you move beside him to lean against the counter once more. 

“I-I don’t, just like dancing with you.” He blurts out, too intoxicated to care to filter his words. You study the spacey look in his eyes, cheeks flushed from the alcohol and exhilaration. It’s funny, a few months ago this would’ve just been any other sleepover with your best friend. But it’s different now, you can only assume he too has noticed the shift in energy between you. The electricity

“Sti?”

“Hmm?”

“Truth or dare.”

“Wh-what?” He turns to face you, brows furrowing at your hopeful eyes.

“Truth or dare.”

“We’re still doing this?”

“Just say dare!” You persist, hitting his chest in annoyance. The alcohol’s coursing through your veins, giving you too much confidence for your own good.

“Fine, dare.” He’s confused at your change in behavior, not recognizing the mischievous expression on your face.

“Kiss me.”

And that’s when Stiles Stilinski, Romeo himself, pukes into the kitchen sink.

*********

“I am not th-that drunk.” He stops mid sentences, clutching his chest and pausing to suppress a particularly violent hiccup. 

“Sure Sti, tell that to the vomit on your shirt.” You huff out, half listening to the belligerent boy towering over you as you guide him towards the bathroom. He’s gotten significantly drunker while you were cleaning the sink, all the alcohol finally catching up to his inexperienced self. And sure, the slurred words and tousled hair was cute at first, but now he was a much too heavy toddler you were practically dragging to the bathroom. 

“I wan’ sleep.” You fumble out a laugh at his childish demeanor, shuffling into the guest bathroom and flipping on the switch to illuminate the area, much to the drunk boy’s distaste as his droopy eyes adjust to the light. Admittedly, your’re also significantly intoxicated, thought process definitely a little slower than usual. Luckily, you’ve had enough experience to know when to cut yourself off. 

“You can sleep after I get you to stop reeking of vomit, now arms up.” You order sternly, heart melting when his lips puff into a small pout at your words. He does as told, lanky arms high up in the air as you hastily pull the fabric up and over his head, careful not to get the throw up anywhere else on him. You run the cotton under the sink, wreching at the smell. The things you do for your friends

When his shirt is thoroughly washed, you diligently wring it out and hang it on the rack with the hand towels beside the counter. Crouching down to inspect the cabinet under the sink for anything to clean yourselves up with. You grab a small washcloth and a spare bottle of mouthwash, placing the items on the counter and meeting Stiles’ gaze. He’s a bit zoned out, but he’s smiling sweetly down at you as he watches you work. 

“You’re like, really pretty.”

“And you totally can’t handle you’re liquor.” You retort with a roll of your eyes, pushing away the butterflies his words release. “Now swish and spit, your breath stinks.” Without as much of a fuss, he takes the bottle and does as instructed, letting out a dramatic ‘aah’ and giggling when you meet eyes in the mirror. You follow after him, figuring that’d have to be the maximum dental hygeine for the night considering the time crunch. You grab the rag from the counter, running it under the water and lathering soap into it before lifting it towards the boy beside you. 

“Can I wash you off real quick?” You wait for his nod of approval, chuckling at the hilarity of the situation s you run the warm rag across his upper chest. “This’ll be one hell of a story.” 

“Mmm.” He only hums in response, looking down at you intently, serious expression making your head tilt to the side in question. 

“What?”

“Nothin, just sorry I didn’t kiss you.” Your movements halt at his words, continuing when you turn your attention back down to your task instead of his eyes. 

“Told you I could out drink you. Next time don’t challenge me to shots.”

“N-noted.”

******

“Shhhh!” Your eyes are wide in warning as you make your way down the hall, arms wrapped around Stiles in support as he stumbles along with you. 

“Shhh-shhh.” He mimics your actions, bringing a clumsy finger to his lips as you hold back a laugh. Finally, you set him down on the bed, turning towards the guest room dresser and tossing the sweats and t shirt Lydia must have left there to him. He groans, quickly undressing and tugging on the new clothes. Laying back down on the bed and throwing his forearm to cover his eyes as you change into Lydia’s spare shorts, figuring the shirt and flannel you still had on were sufficient enough as pjs.

You and Scott had fallen asleep during late nights at Stiles’ house numerous times whilst investigating Beacon Hills latest supernatural threat. So it’s not surprising when Stiles clumsily shuffles under the silky duvet with a satisfied sigh, lifting the covers so you can climb in next to him. It’s a queen sized bed, much bigger than the creaky twin you’ve shared before. Still, Stiles moves even closer, you’re well aware he’ll only fall asleep if he’s in the very middle of the mattress. It’s quiet, and you happily settle into the covers as sleep tugs at your eyelids. Only opening one eye when the boy beside you turns onto his side to face you.

“You know y/n, I miss when we were little. L-like when we used to dress up in our moms clothes, and then I twisted my ankle wearing my moms heels.” You chuckle fondly at his slurred retelling of the memory, images flashing by of when you were kids. He studies you, trying to commit the sweet laugh to memory before continuing. “I mean, I like where we are now. I do, because we’re still best friends and I still love you.”

“I love you too Sti.”

“N-no, no you don’t get it.” He shakes his head vigorously, drunken state dramatizing his movements as he argues. Sounding almost solemn at your response. “I mean I love you, and it’s terrifying. A pretty new revaluation might I add, so I thought getting drunk might help. Am I drunk?”

“Yes, very much so. And you should sleep before you say something-”

“No! I meas you have to know this. What if like, I never told you and then...Well I never would have told you! That’s like, Shakespeare tragedy bullshit and we’re definitely better than that. So, I love you. And not in the ‘we took baths together and played dress up in our moms clothes’ type love. It’s the ‘I’m always confused because you give me this...Weird tingly feeling and I never know how to go about it and it makes me want to kiss you’ type of love...I guess. Am I like, really drunk?” You’re to say the least stunned with his confession, though the various hiccups in between sentences didn’t call for the most romantic ambiance. 

“Yeah, you’re pretty wasted.” You smooth out his messy hair, too exhausted (and tipsy) to want to accept any of this is actually happening. 

“Sorry I didn’t kiss you. The vomiting was unrelated to you making a move on me, just so we’re clear.” He croaks out, voice rasped from the lull of oncoming slumber. 

“And here I was thinking I made you nauseous.”

“No, you do give me butterflies though. Too pretty.” He muses, chuckling when you push away his face, nose having booped yours to accentuate his point. It can’t be legal to be this cute while intoxicated.

“You gotta close your eyes Sti, have to sleep off all this alcohol.”

“M’kay. You’ll stay with me the whole night?”

“Always.”

**********

It’s fairly early when you finally wake, sunlight seeping into the room from the early morning light. You want more than anything to go back to bed, figuring another hour would help ware off the pounding headache tormenting your skull. Only assuming Stiles must feel even worse. It’s then, when you try to shuffle closer into his body warmth, that you realize the bed is empty. The space where he’s laid beside you is still warm, and you reluctantly sit up with the harsh reality that everyone else must be awake too.

You follow the scent of bacon to the kitchen, immediately met with a very grumpy looking Stiles hunched over a cup of coffee. He’s wearing Scott’s lacrosse hoodie, sunglasses covering his eyes and hood pulled over his head to shield himself from any intruding light. You sit down on the stool of the island he’s leaning against, offering a sympathetic smile when he pushes the steaming mug towards you with a grunt.

“Morning everyone!” Isaac chimes with a bright smile, slapping the two of you on the back as you simultaneously groan.

“Late night?”

“You know, I’m usually appreciative of the cheeky sarcasm Scott. But if you don’t wipe that smirk off your face right now, I will seriously consider castrating you.” You stare down the alpha, not even phasing his cheerful demeanor.

“Well before you do that, have some breakfast.” Allison only laughs when the two of you gladly pull the plates she’s placed in front you closer with a genuine murmur of ‘thank yous��. Eager to have the food soak up the alcohol and rid you of the awful hangover.

“And this is why I don’t drink.” Lydia retorts, placing down a bottle of Advil between you with a playful roll of her eyes.

“Speaking of, what was that music last night? Scared me half to death.” Allison inquires, looking to the others with a knowing smile when you and Stiles laugh through a forkful of hash browns, eyes on each other and avoiding the others. The two of you might not see it, but you’re practically married with how in sync you are. Always giving each other side eye when approached by someone you both hate, finishing each others sentences. You make a perfect pair, if only one of you had the balls to act on it.

“Flannel looks good on you y/n.” Isaac snickers, tugging on your elongated sleeve with a grin. Only more amused when you flip him off in silence. 

“You know, none of the guys I’ve hooked up with have never offered me their shirts.” Lydia pouts while pushing around the eggs on her plate, shocked when you and Stiles simultaneously choke on your (now individual) coffees. 

“We, we didn’t hook up!” Stiles defends, now unable to meet your mortified gaze. 

“Well, I know that I just mean-”

“Hold on. Am I missing something here? You two have seriously never...I mean never?” Isaac looks genuinely bewildered as he rambles on, Allison and Scott not so discreetly giggling into their mugs as the conversation continues.

“No!”

“Seriously? I’m always teasing because I figured it was all just unspoken knowledge.” The blonde’s genuinely intrigued, not noticing Lydia’s persistent signals to stop talking. “Scott, you’re telling me you can’t smell the sexual  ten-” 

“OKAY, we’ll be leaving now. Lydia, thank you for having us-”

“And thank you for the liquor we’re seriously regretting right now.” You finish the farewell for Stiles, grabbing your things and headed out the door before any of them can protest. 

“See you at home!” Scott yells out, still finding the situation between his best friends hilarious.

“And always use protect-” Isaac’s voice is cut off when Stiles slams the front door behind him, the both of you trudging towards the jeep. The boy letting out another groan and pinching his nose when you pull the door shut a little too hard, loud noise ringing in his ears.

You fumble through the glove compartment when he pulls out of the long driveway and towards the road, satisfied when you find a spare pair of sunglasses under a pile of crumpled papers.

“You keep this up and I won’t have any more clothes.”

“To be fair, you insisted I put this on.” You argue, referring to the cotton shirt wrapped around you. “How much do you remember of last night anyway?” He chuckles at your question, rubbing his hand over his jaw in contemplation.

“Geez, well there was truth or dare with everyone. They turned in early and you and I hung outside a bit longer. I was...Looking for food in the kitchen and there was dnacing? And I’m pretty sure there was a bathroom involved.”

“You may or may not have puked in Lydia’s sink.” Stiles slaps a hand over his face at your words, laughing along with you when he sees your amusement in his new-found knowledge. 

“I’m so sorry, was I a total pain?” 

Of course not! You only confessed your love to me like you were expressing a new hobby in which you now have no recollection of.

“Nah, I helped you clean up and then we went to bed. Besides, you’ve taken care of my drunk ass plenty of times.” He observes you in small glances he can get between looking at the road. You seem as though you’re holding back. 

To be honest, you were a bit frustrated. On one hand, you could just be honest with him and explain hat he’d said. But he was wasted, and it felt wrong to confess for him. Besides, if he wanted to act on his feelings he would have. And that definitely hurt, but it probably meant he had the same concerns as you. Being best friends made this shit complicated. With everything going on in this town, you had a lot of responsibilities to withhold. You couldn’t afford to lose each other. Ironically, you loved each other too much to risk starting a relationship.

“Sti, you just passed my neighborhood.”

“Yeah. It’s still early and I’m not waiting for this hangover to pass alone. We’re going to my place.”

“Star Wars and pizza?”

“Star Wars and pizza.”

*********

“I’m just saying, the amount of accidental incest in medi is actually uncanny.”

“You bring this up every time we watch A New Hope.”

“I know, but seriously!” He shuffles on his bed, pushing away the pizza box with only a few pieces of crust remaining inside. “Just like that movie you’re always making me watch. The one with the girl and her step-brother.”

“Hey! I told you, Clueless is so much better when you pretend Josh is just a family friend!”

“But we shouldn’t have to pretend it wasn’t originally written about two step siblings falling in love. I mean, what kind of trope is that?”

“Fair enough, I guess old rich white men all have a thing for their siblings.”

“Gross, I’m officially grossed out.” When your laughter settles down, Stiles starts to mess with his fingers. Looking between you and his lap as if debating with his next words.

“Listen, are you sure I didn’t...Say anything last night?” You shift uncomfortably under his gaze, figuring you could at least tell your own truth without completely exposing his.

“Stiles, we were both pretty drunk. I don’t know, I guess something could have happened?”

“How do you mean?” You’re unsettled with how awkward this has all become. But it’s not like this could keep going unsaid. It was too much of a weight to be concealing all of this from him. Stiles was the person you went to for a good vent, and you can’t really vent to your best friend about...Well, being in love with your best friend.

“I may have possibly, maybe asked you to kiss me. And you might have thrown up right after the offer.” His eyes bulge in surprise, and you cover your face with a strained cry at the confession. “It’s your fault for asking!” You whine, instantly regretting saying anything in the first place. This was dumb, you were totally dumb, and no you looked like a complete fool, all because of stupid Stiles.

“Hey.” His voice is soft when he pulls your hands down, mischievous smirk utterly confusing you. “Truth or dare?”

“You do remember! You asshole!” You shout instantly, slapping at his chest as he laughs. 

“Woah, woah wait. I may have remembered a bit more than I mentioned in the car. But how was I supposed to know you actually wanted to kiss me or if it was the tequila talking? I figured maybe if you told me the truth, then I’d know if you really meant it.” You stare at him blankly, not nearly as amused as he is.

“If it’s any consolation, you look really cute when you’re pissed at me.”

“Charming, Stilinksi. Do you happen to remember the part where your blacked out ass gave an entire monologue about how in love with me you are? And how sorry you were that you didn't kiss-” With that, he takes hod of the side of your face and connects your lips to his Finally releasing whatever tension that’s been building for agonizing months. It’s nice, really nice, but he’s not getting away that easy. You smack his chest again, fighting the urge to pull him back into you when you observe how flushed he looks. 

“Ow, stop hitting me! I had to do something, you were embarrassing me!”

“Good! I’m glad you feel a smidge of what I do, Romeo. You’re just gonna kiss me?”

“I’m sorry, should I not have? Did I totally just misread that?”

“N-no. I mean, I wanted to kiss you. But I figured the only reason you hadn’t said something sooner...Or sober, was because you were afraid of what I was afraid of. With all the shit we go through, I wouldn’t ever  want to jeopardize our friendship.” He’s silent at that, trying to find a way in which to convey his thoughts.

“Y/n, we’re a part of the pack. Nothing can break that bond. No matter what, you’re my best friend first. Whatever shit come our way next, we’ll know how to handle it together, like we always do. Besides, if I ever hurt you Scott and Isaac would make sure I never saw the light of day again.” You chuckle softly at his words, feeling a weight you hadn’t known was there lifted off your shoulders.

“I think this is the part where you ask the final truth or dare.”

“Well, I would dare you to kiss me, but you have to promise you wont puke again.”

[josiebelladonna]

“we need more women in music/more female fronted bands.”

this is another sentiment i see a lot, and it’s usually from the grunge camp. gonna tell you this right now, the only part of this i’m really hung up on is the “female fronted” part.

okay.

off the top of your head, name one.

hmmm... let’s see, there's:

Jefferson Airplane

Janis Joplin

Melanie

The Pretenders (i think Chrissy went solo at one point?)

Blondie*

Heart

Fleetwood Mac

Joan Jett

The Plasmatics

The Waitresses

Cocteau Twins

The Sugarcubes (Bjork, too)

Hammerbox

L7

7 Year Bitch

Hole* (and by that extent, Auf de Maur)

Garbage

No Doubt*

Veruca Salt

Jack Off Jill

Bikini Kill

Le Tigre

Bratmobile

Babes in Toyland

Lunachicks (who are awesome)

Sleater-Kinney

PJ Harvey

Lush

Poe (side-note: her brother Mark Danielewski wrote House of Leaves)

Fiona Apple

Olivia Rodrigo (arguably; as someone who grew up in that era, she wouldn’t sound out of place in the 2000s)

Sonic Youth when Kim's on vocals

Pixies when Kim's on vocals

The Breeders

Throwing Muses

Skunk Anansie (Skin singing with Sevendust counts)

Guano Apes (Sandra’s solo career counts, too)

Luscious Jackson—all female no less; they also have a lesbian drummer

Portishead (who believe it or not, influenced Limp Bizkit of all people)

The Dresden Dolls (Amanda’s solo career, too)

The Donnas (another all-female)

Paramore*

Evanescence (Amy’s solo career, too)

Lacuna Coil

Halestorm*

The Pretty Reckless*

In This Moment*

Butcher Babies

Jinjer

Otep*

New Year’s Day

Huntress

Stitched Up Heart

Infected Rain

Arch Enemy (twice over no less)

Whitesnake, as of this past thanksgiving

Madonna... when she was first starting out

Madonna... when her kids were born

there’s also D’arcy from the Smashing Pumpkins

Sandy Denny, who sang on The Battle of Evermore

Nathalie Lorichs, who sang on Coil by Opeth

Cilla Black

Courtney Barnett

Elle King

ZZ Ward

Dorothy*

anything Marianne Faithfull touches *cough cough* The Memory Remains *cough cough*

anything Pearl Aday touches Scott

six words: The Great Gig in the Sky

Prince had a chick bass player and drummer; I think Lenny Kravitz does, too?

any of Trans-Siberian Orchestra’s women singers (Meeun Kim, too; that’s a lot of Kims)

and there’s also Malina Moye and Divinity Roxx (black women to boot)

(no, miley does NOT count and stfu about her already)

the ones with an asterisk are the ones who went the gwen stefani route and left their band mates behind for a pop career or they probably could have at any point and i’m genuinely surprised they haven’t. i’ll explain this, too.

now. the phrase “female fronted bands” and also “women in music” annoys me, someone who has difficulty in fully identifying as a woman because i feel i’m at the mercy of gender roles, and like i let this gender down with something like this. like i’m strictly forbidden to say something like this otherwise i’m a misogynist and i should be ostracized twice over. (i just don’t feel like i belong with women anyways, like i’m a complete phony and i’m not feminine enough to identify as a woman, but that’s beside the point)

but it's the same reason behind why my old friend lydia and i left s.w.e. when i was in stem school.

what's the matter, you think the girls can't be as good as the boys? or worse, you think they're better than the boys? the sentiment itself makes it sound like you deserve special treatment all because you’re a woman. it sounds separatist, like just because you’re a woman, you’re put in a league of your own, and it doesn’t sound fair to me. at all. and whether you like it or not, a few of these have taken it a bit too far at this point and let it go to their heads (looking at you, lzzy hale and taylor momsen). and when gwen came back to no doubt, their music suffered - my brother and his wife at the time saw them back in 2010 and they actually left about halfway through. her marriage to yeehaw doesn’t help matters, either.

point is, there’s been and are lots of women in rock music so there’s really no reason to say that. and just ‘cause you see a female face there doesn’t mean they’re to be put up on a pedestal like that. we’re as human as our male counterparts, you know. i hope.

[ladywinsomes]

🏠 you run into my muse at a house party (optional: one or both are drunk) [Archie, bonus if he's threatening to snitch to Conrad about Kenneth]

“Hey, Mowbray!”

Lydia stopped still in her tracks, the stale beer sloshing out of the solo cup from the force. Shit, shit, shit! How did he find me? She thought, although stupidly, for she was at his fraternity house, dancing with his frat brothers. A tight smile plastered on her face, Lydia slowly turned to meet Archie’s face. “What do you want, Arch?”

“I saw you and the prof at the museum off campus yesterday. How does Conrad feel about his baby sister hooking up with her boss? Better yet, how does the Dad feel?”

“We were just checking out the new exhibits! And he’s not my boss, I just assist him two days a week.” And do other things, she thought wryly. No one needed to know the other parts. “And if you must know, my dad is the one who got me the position and he thinks highly of Kenneth, so no need to worry there, you little brown noser.” The last part was whispered as she turned on her heel and strutted down the hall to the party.