#punk jeremy au

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it took me an embarrassingly long time to realize that punk jeremy au is a squip metaphor but i finally read it in order (lol) and I GET IT NOW. THIS SHIT GOES!!! so heres a scene from part 4 :P

au/fic by @rebuke-me !!

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punk!jerm for my lovely lovely jupes :)

[wovenvessel]

If you don’t shut your mouth, imma shut it for you—PUNK!!

I’m obsessed with punk Jeremy and I’m going to be so annoying about it 😍

Read punk AU pls I’m so normal about it

[rebuke-me]

you ever just think about punk Jeremy and his dad and then cry a little. bc I do.

(lyrics from I bet on losing dogs by mitski)

[lizard-queen-izzy]

Yes, I am BMC posting in 2024, but you have to understand, my friend writes them so well.

Anyway! Deere rambling time. Specifically @rebuke-me 's Punk au. Which, if you haven't read it, you are missing out. [Also, spoilers ahead for said au if you haven't read it.]

They're so pathetic./pos They're both in so deep, but they don't let themselves realize it.

Jeremy's back in Middleborough, and it's the first time he's been back since he moved away with his mom. And he's so different. He's been to hell and back, and his walls are so high up. He hates himself and thinks everyone else does too, and that they're right to. His mom is awful, and he's grateful to be far away from her. His on and off boyfriend is no better, and won't leave him alone. His little sister is both clinging to him for dear life as the only familiar thing in this new environment, and avoiding his eyes. And his dad is trying but he has no idea what he's doing either. And Jeremy just wants to fall into the background. For no one to notice him, for no one to recognize him. To just get through school and keep his sister safe and his dad happy.

But Jake Dillinger won't leave him alone.

He keeps asking Jeremy questions about his makeup and his clothes. Asking if he's OK. And offering to take him to and from school. And remembering little things about him. Bringing him coffee. And the worst part is, is Jake isn't scared to be seen with Jeremy. He only hides it because Jeremy asks him to, he does it for Jeremy's comfort.

And then they sleep together.

But the lights are off. And they don't say names. And they don't kiss. And it's nothing they need to think too much about. Just a thing they do now, in Jake's empty house. It becomes part of the routine.

Drive to school together, make subtle eye contact in the halls but no more, drive home together, sometimes to Jake's house.

What neither of them are counting on, is falling for the other. Hard.

Jeremy's convinced Jake is straight. He's Jake Dillinger, of course he is. This is just to get off, he doesn't have feelings for him. He never could. So even if Jeremy might be feeling things he shouldn't for the guy, it's easy to shove it down because it'll never happen.

And then there's Jake, having his sexuality crisis because fuck. Does he like guys? He definitely still likes girls, he's never liked any other guys, but he for sure likes Jeremy. Which is a problem because the guy has a boyfriend. Well, not currently, but he has a weird situation with his ex and even though he's so clearly bad for him, it's not Jake's place to tell him what to do. He's not his boyfriend, and he's not even sure Jeremy really considers them friends.

So now they're stuck in this limbo of sorts. Neither of them saying what they mean, or what they want. Never moving from this standstill they've lodged themselves in. And then Jake finally works up the nerve to tell Jeremy, bite the bullet. Nothing is worse than keeping this in. And Jeremy agrees to meet at Jake's house and talk, says he even has something he wants to discuss to. And Jake is so excited, but Jeremy looks squirmy so he let's him go first.

And then Jeremy tells him he's taking his ex [Sean] back. That he apologized and promised to change and make the effort. And they were just messing around, nothing serious. And everything freezes for Jake. Full stop. And his excitement vanishes. Of course Jeremy is taking his ex back, of course he doesn't like Jake back. Jake was stupid to think he would. And so Jake shuts down, says it's cool. And for a selfish moment, Jake thinks he sees a flash of hurt on Jeremy's face. But even if it was there, Jake can't let himself enjoy that because then he's hurting Jeremy. And no matter what he can't make himself hurt him.

And Jeremy is hurt by Jake's response. Because it confirms all his fears. That this meant nothing to Jake. He meant nothing to Jake. And whatever they were, whatever they could have been, didn't matter. It was just a phase. And Jake was fine to stop whenever because why would he bother with Jeremy when he could have anyone he wanted?

And then their routine is broken. Jeremy's avoiding Jake, they don't even look at eachother in the halls. And then the play happens. And Sean drugs Jeremy. And Jake almost loses him completely. And Jake's terrified, but he has to be calm for Jeremy. He has to be there for Jeremy's little sister. Has to be the calm one because otherwise no one is going to help.

He talks with Jeremy's sister [Esther] in the hospital waiting room, and she shares maybe more than she should. Answers some of Jake's unasked questions. And he sees their mom, and she's just as bad as Jeremy said. Hell, her just being there activates Esther's fight or flight. And then his dad shows up and he looks so tired and so scared for his kid. And Jake blames himself even though it's not his fault, but he should have done something, done more. Said something. And he's still trying not to shake or break down in front of Esther, because she's 13, and this isn't the first time this has happened. This isn't the first time she's almost lost her brother. This isn't the first time she's been crying in a hospital waiting room waiting to hear if her brother will be ok. And so Jake holds on for her, to give her something stable to hold onto. But inside he's crumbling.

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This turned into more of a summary of most of the plot than anything but they truly drive me insane./pos

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for @rebuke-me I know I already showed you but still needed to post ur little guy

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it hath been posted

first chapter of "with the black banners raised as the crooked smiles fade" is up on ao3!

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Summary:

Andrew Minyard doesn't believe in a lot of things. Neil isn't one of them.

When Mary Hatford dies, it's time for Neil Josten to run from his abusive father after a failed attempt years prior. He runs all the way to New York and into the cheapest flat he can afford. With his father in Baltimore, there's enough distance that he allows himself to breathe. With nobody around to stop him, Neil picks up a habit he had as a small child: drawing people. He was never allowed to - Mary had called it a record of their whereabouts. But she's dead and there are no whereabouts anymore, so it doesn't matter until he meets a blond man on his night shift and can't quite get him to look right.

Andrew has enough on his plate - a twin brother, a dead mother, next month's rent - without any distractions. He does, however, indulge himself every once in a while. On a cold night in late October, he walks into his favored second-hand jewelry store and leaves with the new cashier burned into his mind. He doesn't know whether it's luck or a lack thereof when he keeps running into him.

Or, a nothing that they thought was a quick affair until it wasn't anymore.

writing a fic that includes multiple characters but only revolves around one couple is just a game of "what pairings do i care enough about to put in the ao3 tag"

anyways yes i am working on an andreil fic that will be posted,,, eventually

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endless au edits: the battle of the bands au nobody asked for pt 7

battle of the bands 2024: an honest op-ed by jeremy elder the six entries to battle of the bands 2024 have finally been announced. not only will we be seeing sad men in their 30s's favorite new band the chosen, known for their appearance on the netflix reality show 'up & coming,' but also four other groups who desperately wish they were as famous. this includes: ftc, renowned alternative-indie sad-girl trio; kolivition, known for making the music your mom turns off every time she walks into the room; coventry, the punk girl group equivalent of that pinterest quote 'we are the granddaughters of the witches you could not burn'; and let's do this, who... no, that's it. who? anyway, it's not like any of that really matters, because i've yet to mention the smosh reunion, aka the wet dream of every millenial who asks for a veteran's discount after surviving warped tour. a clear favorite to win, smosh is coming in with an army of fans and a near-decade of experience on these guys. good luck to what little competition they have. in addition, i am thrilled to report that we now know the final lineup of judges. diehard battle of the bands fans - all two of you - will be thrilled to know that rhett mclaughlin and link neal of mythical will be back to judge yet another thrilling year of mediocrity. after winning ten years ago, those guys just won't let go of their glory days. (or maybe it's the other way around. blink twice if you need help, guys.) on the bright side, though, they've also introduced surprise judge jackie uweh. known for being one of the greatest performers of our generation, it will be uweh's first time judging a musical competition. i don't know what she's doing here and i highly suggest that she runs. and runs fast. the three will be the wonderful, charming, and dutifully impartial judges to this year's competition, and definitely will not be just handing it to smosh as a reward for their long-awaited reunion. (because ian hecox definitely wasn't signed onto the mythical label as a solo artist. it's not unfair at all.) finally, the emcee and host of the event will be newcomer to the rap scene, trevor. if that name doesn't ring any bells for you - don't worry, it doesn't for the rest of us, either. the 24-year-old rapper was apparently responsible for mixing the beats on mythical's latest and edgiest album, which, due to the power of nepotism, made him a natural choice for this year's emcee. known for his "meme rap" (i am being so serious right now), trevor auditioned for the battle of the bands but, fortunately, did not qualify. thus, he will not be competing nor, allegedly, performing. though i have my doubts. i reserve the right to run screaming for the hills the moment they hand him a mic. the soundcloud musician (that's right - don't bother looking him up on spotify, you won't get anywhere) will be hosting the battle of the bands and the series of live shows leading up to it. what does all this mean? well, it looks like this year is no different from the last, and predictable set-ups have means to predictable ends. nevertheless, i, your faithful and humble local reporter, will be making the trip to la with an all-access backstage pass in hand and reporting on the entire thing from start to finish. no rehearsal, live show, or, most importantly, complete disaster of a finale will escape my sight. rest assured that you have at least one decent and reliable eye witness to the whole fiasco. tomorrow marks my trip down to la - i'll be reporting live from the road. until then, i bid you adieu. may the best smosh - i mean, band - win.

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Troublemaker ~ 3 ~ The Best Friend

He is one of the best goaltenders in the league. He's also hated by his teammates. He didn't mean to be a troublemaker but why not lean into it? There wasn't anyone to stop him.

Until he met her...

A Jeremy Swayman AU x OFC Stella Williams

Story Warnings: excessive drinking, SMUT!, an asshole Jeremy, angst

A/N: Hello and welcome to a spin-off "Cross-Checked" so plenty of characters from that story are crossing over here! If you want a more detailed story of how we ended up here, read the first store HERE Also! The taglist is open. If you want to be added or removed, please let me know!

2nd A/N: Well, I had to take a moment to mourn the loss of our beloved goalie hugs. We'll miss you Linus!

Previous: "Fun" Decisions

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The first two days of my “injury” was spent drunk in my apartment. I drank everything I had. I woke up on the third day to a ringing phone. Fuck does my head hurt. I reached for my phone and answered. “What?” 

“Morning to you too, punk.” Its Linus. Fuck me.  

“Morning,” I grumble.  

“Just checking on you,” he replies.  

“It's early, man. Couldn’t it have been check later?”  

Linus sighs and I know he’s shaking his head. “It is later, Jeremy. It’s noon in Vegas. Which means its three PM in Boston.”  

I pull my phone away from my head and check. Yep, it sure is three. I put my phone back to my ear. “So, it is.”  

“Just tell me you aren’t drinking and driving.” I can hear the genuine concern in his voice.  

“I promise, I’m not. I’ve been drinking by myself at home.” I get up gingerly and head to the kitchen for coffee. That’s when I notice all the bottles on the counter. “Shit.”  

“What?” 

Whoops, I didn’t mean to say that out loud. “Sorry, I’m just out of coffee. I’m gonna head to the coffee shop.”  

“Ok, if you want to talk, just let me know.” Now he sounds sad. A sad Linus is depressing AF and I don’t want that. I never want that.  

“Thanks bud. I’m ok right now. I promise, I’m being safe.”  

“Try to get a workout in,” he says. “I’ll talk to you later.”  

“Later.” I hung up and banged my head against the wall.  Ow. I really do need coffee, but the kitchen is a mess.  A mess I need to clean up after coffee. I shower and dress and head down the block to The Addicted. I love the name of the place.  It's quiet since the morning rush is over.  I order and sit in the back. With my hat and sunglasses, I don’t get recognized much. I’m checking out my calendar on my phone when the door chimes. I look up to see Stella Williams walking in, phone to her head.  

“I am in public, so I am not discussing this again... You want to sleep around, go right ahead but it won’t be with me any longer.”  She hung up with a sigh and ordered her coffee with an apology.  

I’ve never really looked at Stella. My eyes were on Leia but now... now I see what I had been missing.  While Leia was short and beautiful, Stella is not tall, maybe five-six, but she is gorgeous. She’s a light brown brunette with pale blue eyes, a compliment to her best friend’s espresso hair and green eyes. Her olive skin is flawless with a few freckles around her nose. As a trainer, I knew she was fit but in the yoga pants and hoodie she is wearing, I can tell she is a smoke show.  

I try not to stare as she picks up her coffee and heads out. I watch as she walks away and wonder what her call was about. I thought about asking her to sit and talk, but I can’t at the moment.  I need to get back home and clean up.  

I decided to go out instead of drinking by myself. I also know that Mark has Andy and Linus on speed dial if I were to show up without them. Fuckers can’t even trust me on my own.  So, I headed out to the south side of Boston. I went to a dive bar and ordered a whiskey. I look around. Its dark and dingy. I don’t expect to run into anyone here. Except for the brunette sitting at the end of the bar.  

Stella.  

I debated if I should go over there. She is obviously going through something if she missed the team road trip. She always flies with Leia but since Leia stopped flying a couple of months ago, she’s mostly kept to herself or with Andy and Luke.  She was the only female on the training staff, so I had to guess that had a lot to do with it.  

Ah fuck it.  I threw back my drink, ordered another and sat one stool away from her. “Hey Stella.”  

Her head snapped up and I got the full picture. Red eyes, blotchy skin, bottom lip bitten and swollen. “What are you doing here?” 

“Stella, what’s going on?” Concern flooded my entire system. I’ve never seen her cry. Angry, yes but not this... broken. I watched as another tear rolled down her cheek. “Stella?” 

“I thought you were injured,” she replied, wiping the tears from her face.  

I looked away. “Not physically injured.” I took a sip and looked back at her. “Why aren’t you on the trip?” 

She signaled the bartender, and he poured another shot of tequila for her.  She threw it back and made a face before she answered me. “Well, when your co-worker decides to sleep with your boyfriend and you can’t do anything about getting rid of her from your workplace, you take a vacation right when they need you the most.” She gave a sad smile.   

“Holy fuck.” I didn’t mean for that to come out. “That is a cluster, Stel.”  

“Tell me about it.” She looked at me. “Wait, never mind. You’ve already fucked up with the best person in your life.”  

I flinched. Ouch. Her statement is hit perfectly. But she isn’t wrong. Leia was the best person but not for me. I snort. “She had been Andy’s girl from the beginning, and it took them a stupid amount of time to realize it. I just took it badly.” I shake my head. “I regret a lot of things.” 

Stella looked at me with big eyes. “You actually regret...” 

I cut her off. “Yes, I do.” I threw back the rest of my drink. “She didn’t deserve my attitude and actions. Fuck, I didn’t know she was having a difficult pregnancy, and it kills me that I made it worse. She’s a sweet girl and she deserves the world and I hope that Barber gives it to her.”  

We're quiet for a few minutes. “Why were you pulled from the trip?” The question comes from left field. “I mean, if you were injured, I would know about it.”  

It’s my turn to take a moment before answering her. “I was drunk when I showed up to practice.”  

She gasped. “Jeremy, why would you do that?” 

“I didn’t do it on purpose. I just... I miss my teammates and they all ignored me because of the thing with Leia and it just got to me.  So I went to a bar and met a girl but then I went back to my place, alone, and kept drinking. Linus woke me up and then I was late, but I still had booze breath.” I sigh. “Coach pulled me off of the trip and I’ve been drinking ever since. I didn’t go to the Red Line because Mark would rat my ass out.”  

Stella was quiet for a few minutes.  I ordered us another round. “Have you tried talking to her?” I shake my head. “Why not?” 

“Do you actually think that Andy would be ok with me talking to her? Especially, now with her pregnancy? If I thought I could have a moment with her to just say sorry, I would. I know she won’t forgive me, but I have to apologize.”  

Another silence.  

“You’re not a bad guy, Swayman.  Maybe a man whore but not a bad guy.”  

I husk a laugh. “Thanks, I think.”  

She stares at me for a second. “Would you do it? Be committed to someone?” 

I think about it. “If I found the right girl, I would do everything I could to make sure I never made her cry.” I look at her when another tear escapes. “You want me to kick his ass?” 

She laughed. “No, but thanks. I just want to forget him.”  

I took a beat and thought of an idea. “I could help with that,” I say.  She looks at me. “I’m just saying, use the man whore, I guess.”  

“I don’t know where you’ve been, Swayman.”  

“Oh fuck you, I’m responsible and I get tested because I’m not that big of an asshole.” I took another sip. She’s chewing her lips again, but now it's in apprehension, not anger.  I pull it away gently. “Don’t do that. Wouldn’t want you to hurt those beautiful lips.” Her breath hitches at my words. I look into her pale blue eyes and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear, but I don’t stop touching her. I cup her cheek. “Beautiful.” I lean in and press my lips against hers.  

She tastes like tequila and sunshine. I can’t explain it. She moans into the kiss, and I deepen it. One kiss was all it took for me to be addicted. I pull away gently, keeping my forehead pressed to hers. She blinks and open her eyes. “Why did you kiss me?” 

“Because it looked like you needed to be reminded of what it feels like to be desired. Come home with me.”  

She pulls back a little more. She finishes her shot. “Drinks are on you, pretty boy.” She extends her hand so I can take it.  

I smirk and throw down some bills. “Anything you want, gorgeous.” I take her hand and lead her out. I go to hail a cab, but she stops me.  

“Just for one night right? We’ll stay friends?” 

I don’t how I feel about that but if this is all she can give me right now, I’ll take it.  

“One night.”  

We stumbled into my apartment, neither one of us wanting to let go of the kiss that started in the cab.  I push her jacket off of her and she does the same. I finally separated us so I can get her shirt off of her fantastic body. “Oh fuck,” I whisper, staring at her tits as if I’ve never seen some before. She has on a pale green lacy bra on, showcasing her perfect tits.  

“Like them, Sway?” She runs a hand over her body. I grabbed her wrist.  

“This body is mine tonight,” I growl out. I spin her so my front is on her back. I ran my hands over her. She’s as soft as I predicted. I pull the strap of her bras down and kiss her shoulders and neck, listening to the little gasps and moans she’s letting out. My hands drift down to her jeans, and I open them up and let my fingers slide down into her panties. “Wet, gorgeous? Did I do that?” 

“Yes,” she moans.  

“Good.” I slowly pull her jeans and panties off and then run my hands up her legs, feeling her shiver. After they were off, I spun her around, so she faced me while I was still on my knees. “I want to worship you, gorgeous.” I kiss right over her pussy, and she moans softly, her head tilted back. I lay her back on the bed and hike her legs up so she’s nice and spread out for me.  I stand to look over her. 

“Jeremy, please,” she begs. I can see her pulsing and clenching over nothing. I get on my knees.  

“Fuck, you smell delicious.” I flatten my tongue over her slit and moan. “Tastes delicious too.” I suck on her clit a little before running my tongue. She bucks up but I catch her and hold her to the bed. “Let me eat this delicious pussy, gorgeous.  Did he do this? Did he make you feel good and cum on his tongue?” 

“N-no,” she replies shakily. “He never...” 

“That is a fucking travesty.” I fuck into her with my tongue, listening for the tall-tell sign that she is ready to let go. I let my thumb rub her clit softly. I don’t want to overstimulate her.  Her cunt begins to squeeze my tongue and I pull away. “He’s an asshole and a moron if he didn’t taste this.” I smirk, “then again, I like that I’m the only one that’s been here.” I blew on the wet skin to make her shiver. “Cum, Stella.” I latched onto her clit as I shoved two fingers into her. She cries out as I feel her clamp down on my fingers and pulse around them. Her back is bowed, skin flushed. She has never looked more beautiful. I slow my movements before giving her pussy one last kiss and moving Stella higher on the bed.  

Her gaze is glassy, but a soft smile is on her lips. “Fuck, you wrecked me.”  

“Only a little, gorgeous.” I climb on top of her and kiss her so she can taste how sweet she is. “But I will fulfill that statement in just a moment.” I settle between her legs, my hands on either side of her beautiful face. “Let me worship you, Stella.”  

“Yes,” she whispered. I rolled on a condom and then set myself at her entrance. I pushed in slowly. She stopped breathing as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.  

“Breathe, baby.”  

“So big,” she gasped. I kept moving slowly, not wanting to hurt her. I didn’t do this with others. I was used to having it fast and rough. But with Stella, I wanted to savor it, make her feel good, brng her pleasure that she’s never had. She wasn’t just somebody. And I wasn’t sure when that changed but she is someone I wanted to hang on to.  

When I finally bottomed out, I groaned in satisfaction. “You take me so well, gorgeous.” I pump my hips slowly, relishing her heat. 

“Jermery,” she calls out, her nails digging into my back. I growled at the pain and just drove into her a little faster. “Oh God,” she cried.  

“Not God gorgeous,” I said, kissing her hard. “Come on baby, let me feel you. So hot and wet I know you can soak me.” She moaned louder as I flipped us over, so she was on top. I guided her back down onto my cock, pushing up to make her scream. I took hold of her hips and forced her down on me. Her breast bounced in front of me, and I took a nipple in my mouth.  

“I’m gonna cum,” she called out. I made her continue her pace as I let my thumb graze her clit. “Oh, fuck, Jer.” I don’t know why her calling me “Jer” made me lose my rhythm but now I was determined to have her cum all over me.  

“Let go, gorgeous.” I thrusted up into her and rubbed her clit harder.  “Ah fuck, Stel!” 

I watched her crest the peak with a silent scream as I pushed my hips up and released into the condom.  She collapsed onto me, and I caught her, twisting us so we would be on our side. Our breathing was labored but I reached to kiss her forehead. “You are a goddess.”  

“You’re not so bad yourself, Sway,” she giggled.  

I stared at her, basking in her beauty. I tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Stay,” I said.  

“Ok,” she breathed. I pulled her into my arms and felt her breathing slowed as she drifted off to sleep.  

My eyes blink open when the sunrise begins to filter in, bathing my room is soft yellow light. Something tickles my arm and I turn to see Stella sleeping next to me.  I smile as I remember the feeling of her body beneath me, myself buried in her. We woke three times in the night, taking each other to the brink and back. She’s a rockstar, a goddess, a fiend.  

I wanted to keep her.  

She has a wave of hair in her face, so I gently tuck it back and kiss her shoulder.  I get up, dragged on a pair of boxers and go to the bathroom. I smiled as I pull a new toothbrush from the drawer, along with a washcloth for Stella.  As I am finishing brushing my teeth, I hear a cell go off.  Shit, I didn’t want to wake her.  I rush out and stop.  

Stella is sitting up in my bed, with my shirt on, frowning at her phone as she types. “Morning, Gorgeous.”  

She looks up at me and gives me a tight smile.  “Morning.”  

It's my turn to frown. “Stel, what’s wrong?” 

She sighs. “Bret is standing on Leia’s porch.”  

“What the fuck?” That fucker is the one guy I will always be pissed at.  The way he left Leia and then never came back when he was told she was pregnant is despicable. “Why is he there?” 

“Miranda says he wants to talk to her, and Leia is telling him to leave.” Her phone buzzes and she looks down.  “Oh shit, he’s going to wait by his car until she talks to him, and Leia is freaking out.” Stella looks at me. “Can you come with me to get rid of this asshole?” 

“Let me get dressed. You can keep the shirt, gorgeous.” I wink at her as I reach for a new shirt with a smirk.  

She looks down at the shirt. “What am I going to tell Leia and Miranda?” 

“Tell them that we were working on my hip at the gym.”  I look at the clock and its 10 AM.  

“That could work.  I’m just gonna wash my face.  

“I left a toothbrush for you on the counter.”  She passes me and I stop her. I kiss her forehead and tug her bottom lip from her teeth. “I’ll take care of him, okay?” 

“I don’t want anything to happen to Leia or the baby.”  I can see the worry in her eyes.  

“I promise nothing is going to happen, and I won’t make anything worse.” I watch her head into the bathroom, and I think about how I’m going to handle this.  He’s maybe five-ten. I’ll just talk and let my 6-2 frame do the intimating.  

And use this chance to start my apologies to Leia. 

NEXT

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FNaF Incorrect Quotes

(But it’s one of my aus)

AU is Puppet Girl, in which Charlie is the one who gets scooped and lives in an apartment with Michael and Jeremy Fitzgerald, some extra info and link to fic below the cut

Charlie: If karma doesn't hit you, I fucking will.

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Charlie: The only straight I am is a straight-up badass.

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Jeremy: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated! Michael: Killed without hesitation.

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Jeremy: Okay, how do I look? Be honest. Michael: There’s no critic more honest than Charlie! Charlie: Bad.

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Charlie: Remember that time you dared me to lick a swingset? Jeremy: No, I said "Charlie, don't lick that swingset" and you said "Don't tell me what to do" and licked the swingset.

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Michael: I'm naturally funny because my life is a joke.

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Charlie: Hey, thanks for checking in, I’m ✨still a piece of garbage✨

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Jeremy (to Michael): You made enough pasta that you could take it to lunch tomorrow. Put it in a container. Charlie: Shovel the pasta into your face. Do it. Put it in your face. The future is meaningless but the pasta is now.

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Michael: We’re d-d-driving in a…

Charlie: CAR! Destination, drug dealers…

Michael: BAR!

In unison: Pass the mic right over to JEREMY!

Michael: We forgot Jeremy.

Charlie: But we turn go back cause we’ve gone too far-a-me!

Michael: We have to go back, w-we can’t leave him. I respect the rhyme though.

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Charlie: So, Michael, do you have a crush on anyone? Michael: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety.

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Charlie: Slash gamemode creative. Jeremy: Dude, this isn't Min- Charlie: starts levitating

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Charlie: What doesn't kill me better start running, because now I'm fucking pissed.

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Jeremy: Coca Cola can remove rust from metal, imagine what it’s doing to your body.  Charlie: Pfff, getting rid of the rust, idiot.  Jeremy: THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS!  Michael: Hmm... I've been drinking soda and my body's rust free... not sure where you're getting your facts from...

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Charlie: I keep cursing in ice cream flavors and Jeremy has told me to stop.  Michael: How do you curse in ice cream flavors?  Charlie: What the mint chocolate chip did you say to me, punk?  Charlie: I'll kick your rocky road then punch the ever loving strawberry cheesecake out of you.  Michael: Holy fudge.

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Charlie and Michael:*Playing video games*  Jeremy: You guys woke up at 5:30 in the morning just to play games?  Charlie: * silence*  Michael: *silence*  Jeremy: ...You two never went to sleep, did you?  Charlie and Michael in shame: Yeah...

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Michael: You’re my best friend, I would do anything for you.  Charlie: I want you to eat 3 meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.  Michael: Absolutely not. 

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Michael: It's locked. You got a lock pick?  Jeremy: Yeah-  Charlie: *kicks in the door* 

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Jeremy: Scary how fast someone can mean so much to you...  Michael: Scary how fast you can mean nothing to someone.  Charlie: Scary how fast I switched my car insurance to Geico!

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Charlie: If I ever completely die, my funeral will be the biggest party ever and you're all invited.  Michael: "If"  Jeremy: Great, the only party I'm ever invited to and they might not even die properly.

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Tracking Service, as helpfully as possible:Your order is out for delivery! It should arrive by 8 PM today!  Michael, sitting by the door at 8:12 AM:Pakige. Jeremy, opening the door anytime they hear anything outside despite it being 10 AM: Böx?  Charlie, peeking out the window every 5 minutes: Enveloop?

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Michael: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.  Charlie: But are you shuffling?  Michael: Everyday.  Jeremy: What language are you two speaking?? 

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Jeremy: The clock is ticking! We don't have time for this asinine tomfoolery!  Michael: This unmitigated poppycock?  Charlie: Extravagant hogwash!  Jeremy: Okay, stop. 

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Michael: Why don't we just call it, "M.C. Donald's?"  Jeremy: Because it just sounds like a stupid rapper's name.  Charlie: It'd just be like- "Eyo, it's ya boy, M.C. Donald!"

Eyyy self promotion time. Puppet Girl is an ongoing fic/AU of mine and is currently my longest fic despite not being finished! The plan is to have maybe 10 or so more chapters (there are currently 18) and then maybe some one-shots with side adventures, although that’s probably a while off.

Also some extra bits of info! Michael is transmasc in this one. He’s also aroace and Charlie’s a lesbian but neither of those are mentioned and who even knows if they know. Not entirely sure about Jeremy but it’s a genfic anyway.

But yeah, Charlie doesn’t die, Mangle’s teeth aren’t as sharp so Jeremy entirely recovers from the Bite of 87. Timeline is condensed with FNaF 6 taking place in the 90s and Michael is also alive (duh)

So anyway, if you want to, give it a read! Maybe leave a comment if you’re feeling generous because those are always cool. Let me know on here if you want to see more incorrect quotes from this AU, from a different one, or back to LoZ and FNaF crossover incorrect quotes

[sunshine-embry]

A Silly Little BMC Au :D

I got lazy and didn't do any art but I'm too excited to post this.

So it's called opposite au, and I'm gonna yap about my idea a lot so press read more if you wanna be flash banged by text :)

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.Characters.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

Jeremy: He is now a popular punk kid. Still friends with Michael, but hates Rich and Jake - he actually bullies them - and still has a crush on Christine. Instead of his parents divorcing, his mom died. Personality wise, he's now super super mean and that's important.

Michael: BIG EMO. Still friends with Jeremy, but is now player 2 iykwim. I have nothing else to say about him :/ Also has homophobic parents while he's gay idk :/

Christine: Anti-social math nerd. Very shy, yet somehow very popular. She doesn't actually like Jeremy all that much, mainly because he bullies Rich and Jake. Also hates Michael, but that isn't plot relevant. Also very minimalist.

Rich: Nicest kid in school. Can you see the plot so far? Anyway, just overall very very nice. That's his entire personality. Also imagine his entire closet being those types of shirts that say "in my mind I am holding a frog' and things like that.

Jake: Stereotypical anti-social nerd. That's basically it. Also his entire closet is just sweater vests . Also also still best friends with Rich.

Chloe: Second smartest girl in school. Basically hella cutecore. I don't have many ideas for the girls :/

Brooke: Smartest girl in school. Also tomboy

Jenna: Prettiest and most popular girl in school. Girly-girl

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.Plot.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

Act 1

Jeremy likes Christine who in the mathletes. Michael manages to convince Jeremy to join the mathletes, in which Jeremy asks Christine out. Christine obviously says no because Jeremy is a bully ect ect.

So Jeremy goes to the bathroom to take a break from the nonsense math where he sees Rich washing his hands. Rich introduces Jeremy to a SQUIP to make Jeremy more nice.

So Jeremy and Michael go to the mall and buy a SQUIP for Jeremy, which need to be taken with lemon & lime Sprite. So he takes that and goes to the mall store(?) and sees Brooke and Chloe.

Since they never really talked before, and since Brooke's impressed by how nice Jeremy is, she asks to take to him on a date to Denny's (I REFUSE TO CHANGE HER TAKING HIM TO DENNY'S)

Jeremy politely accepts, even though the SQUIP tells him not to, but then ghosts Brooke.

So the next day, Jeremy goes to the mathletes meeting again and Christine tells Jeremy that she has a crush on Jake who's also there because he's a nerd.

Christine and Jake start to date, making Jeremy big sad, so he dates Brooke to get back at Christine.

Act 2

Jake throws a Halloween party at his house because he's trying to become popular. Basically everything is the same until Rich sets a fire.

Rich goes around not so politely asking if anybody has any cherry Sprite.

Of course, nobody does, so he sets Jake's house on fire. It makes sense. So the rumors go spiral like usual, blah, blah, blah.

So Rich - after he leaves the hospital - holds a sleepover at his house, inviting Jake, Jeremy, Brooke, Chloe and Jenna

So the Squip starts being not so nice to Jeremy and tries to force him to Squip his friends, in which he does.

The Play happens but it's in a sleepover scenario, Michael breaks in through the open window once Jeremy calls him, the whole thing (I kinda wrote myself into a corner by making Christine in the mathletes instead of the play so just work with me)

And yeah. I kinda didn't know what to do with the second half. that's it :/ Might write a fic about this.

[novankenn]

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[wovenvessel]

(part 6 punk au)

“You’re just so easy to love”

He…He dyed his hair blue 😭😭

[rebuke-me]

back to ur regularly scheduled content

have a snippet from the punk au fic im writing <3 for the gay people masses

it's a silly little alternate timeline fic

The boy in black– Heere? That name rang a bell somewhere in Jake’s mind– paused for a moment, before he rolled off the guy, getting to his feet as if he hadn’t just been slammed into Jake’s truck and, seemingly, punched in the face at least once. “Get lost.” 

Caleb was gone before Jake could even blink, bolting from this Heere kid. The guy almost tripped over his feet in his panic. He wasn’t unscathed, either. 

“That was for you, too.” Heere said, speaking to Jake again, wiping the blood from his face with his sleeve. Jake wasn’t sure if it was his own or Caleb’s, and he wasn’t about to ask. “Get lost.” 

“You– dude, you hit into my truck.”  “Well, you’re the one that parked here.” There was something familiar about the boy’s face, like Jake had seen it before. But he’d have remembered a guy that looked like this. Probably. “You’re new.”

“I am, yeah.” Jake resisted the urge to step back. Sure, this guy was ruthless, but he had to stand his ground. “Why?”

“Because parking here is basically, like, asking for your truck to get fucked up.” The boy in black picked up a bag that Jake had missed from the ground, slinging it over his shoulder. “Don’t park here.” 

[amateur-flamingo]

Can you explain your jeremike?

YEAH I CAN (I hope I understood the question correctly xD) (still hoping for a translator)

I have (relatively) two storylines with them, at the moment one is canonical, taking place in the original fnaf timeline the second is fanon, in a happy AU, where they are just happy buns in both of them Mike meets Jeremy at university, in his first year (I don’t really know this system in America, so I rely on Google)

I’ll talk about them briefly, I think, because I’ll get tired of translating it all x)

1. in the canon route, Jeremy helps Michael process his traumas (partially, at least), and get away from William, because this is clearly a much more traumatic and abusive experience for him I haven’t fully worked through it all yet, because the ending of it all kills me a little, but that’s what it is :"" they hang out together, spend time, meet, etc. The problem is they don't talk about what they should. Mike is used to it being “not accepted” because no one in his family did it, and Jer thinks the same so in the end they have conflicts due to understatements and other things and despite the fact that they've been dating for, like… five or six years, they break up when Will texts Michael asking him to come to Sister Location Conflict: Michael feels guilty towards his father and wants to return, Jer finds this out of the ordinary given their experiences together they quarrel and separate :( and then Mike dies

I was doing "all about pairings" with my friend and we had this thing that was like Michael is the first to apologize, but has a hard time letting go of grudges and Jeremy waits for an apology, but immediately forgives him and, as it were, in their relationship it became habitual, when after a misunderstanding Mike apologized, Jer forgave it, and they continued but after his death, Michael couldn't bring himself to call Jeremy and apologize plus Ennard also put pressure on him, which made him believe much more that he did not deserve forgiveness

2. it's a happy AU where Willry and Jeremike are canon, just because me and my friends find it comfortable William and Henry started a family, they are raising five children - Michael, Charlie and Sam, Elizabeth and Evan (by eldest) Mike doesn't suffer from attention deficit disorder and doesn't act like a jerk, he just hangs out with his gang and enjoys life, plus he helps his fathers and siblings again, he adheres to the punk subculture, he really likes it x) so this implies all this rebellious nature, anarchy and so on

it also implies the logical desire of him and his friends to create a musical group! one problem - they don't have a drummer AND WHAT WOULD YOU THINK? OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS BEAUTIFUL BOY STUDYING WITH US ON THE PARALLEL COURSE?! Jeremy Fitzgerald?! wonderful, he will be in our gang!

so Jeremy becomes part of the "bullies" (xd), they also hang out together with a punk rock theme, everyone dreams of motorcycles (eventually they buy them) and OF COURSE PLAY MUSIC!!! and, well, Jeremy on drums and Michael on bass. I have the most wonderful joke about "drum and bass" ;)

Over time, the Jeremikes start dating, and there is nothing particularly harsh here, they just happily spend time with each other, look at the stars and flirt

3. (SECRET POINT!!!) I have an au au for the second storyline in which everything is the same, but they are monsters >:3 Mike's family are vampires/werewolves (he himself is also a werewolf), Jeremy is a gargoyle (I'm still wondering if the stone boner joke is racist???)

AND IT ALSO TURNS OUT IN THE FOREIGN (?) SEGMENT THERE IS SUCH A CUTE THING AS AN ANALOGUE OF "BABE" THAT LOOKS LIKE "BOO" AND IT'S JUST SO CUTE AND AND FITS PERFECTLY IN THIS AU AU :DDDDDD

in general, that's all there is for now, I'm gradually posting sketches with details you probably saw one sketch of mine in russian about мохер so here it is there's a joke about Jeremy being a milfhunter that's all

[mountain-dew-tickledpink]

a tiny punk Jeremy for @rebuke-me because it’s late at night and I’m BORED might’ve made him look too silly