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refuses to hug isaac b/c he is mean and distant and coldthe last person i was genuinely nice to died
so immature
Monthly Archives: September 2014
starter;; sky high au
“Oh, come on,” she scoffs. “We used to watch anime all the time, remember? They decided to remake the original one for the twentieth anniversary, with the animation closer to the original manga … ” Summer bubbles on about it, telling Stiles all kinds of details he probably doesn’t actually care about and leading him into the house. Her bedroom is at the far end of the hall, painted a cheerful pale yellow, and she dumps her backpack on the floor to load the episode on her computer.
“We used to, but we never watched that one,” Stiles says in reply, watching her with those eyes of his. “But seriously?” he continues on in reply, smiling at her with that look on his face. “That’s totally badass!” he expresses, mainly because his friend is excited about something. There’s no reason he can’t at least pretend to be excited, right? Of course not. They wander along into her house together, dumping their backpacks on the floor together and smiling just slightly at the same time.
She pulls all the pillows off her bed to make a divan for them, flashing him a smile. “Of course we didn’t watch it then! It’s … kinda girly. Well, I mean, it’s about girls, but it’s — ” She stumbles to a halt, rolling her eyes and laughing at herself. Starting the episode, she pokes him in the side. “You know I hate it when you pretend.”
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She touches one claw with a gentle fingertip, then holds up her hand, fingers curved a little, like his. Her fingernails are long, but they aren’t claws. She looks from her hand to his, then back up at him, still radiating that curiosity. It’s as if she’s saying, ‘why do you have claws and I don’t?’
starter;; sky high au
“Run away from myself,” she admits wryly. “Uh … I haven’t seen the latest episode of Sailor Moon Crystal, if you want to … ? Or the latest Doctor Who, for that matter. I really like Capaldi, he’s going to be a great Doctor.”
He cocks an eyebrow in interest at her when she says that. It sounds rather sad, but she changes the subject before he can even question it. Stiles shrugs at her, not dismissing it, but no pushing excessive excitement either. “I don’t watch either of those, but…I’d probably rather Sailor Moon Crystal. Or…whatever that is. Doctor Who isn’t my thing. Yes, I know, big shock.”
“Oh, come on,” she scoffs. “We used to watch anime all the time, remember? They decided to remake the original one for the twentieth anniversary, with the animation closer to the original manga … ” Summer bubbles on about it, telling Stiles all kinds of details he probably doesn’t actually care about and leading him into the house. Her bedroom is at the far end of the hall, painted a cheerful pale yellow, and she dumps her backpack on the floor to load the episode on her computer.
starter;; sky high au
Winter closes her eyes, and her hands close a little tighter, and then there’s a thump of displaced air that blows Summer’s hair everywhere and they’re standing under a tree in the Rainaults’ front yard instead of at Sky High. Winter lets go of both their hands and goes into the house without saying a word, leaving Summer and Stiles standing awkwardly together.
“I, um, I could use a little help with the math homework?” Summer offers, which is only the truth, but then again if Stiles is there maybe nobody (read: her mother) will ask her about school in depth and she can get away with not talking about her backlash episode.
Stiles had been through this at least once, but he still never got over the odd sensation of going through this every single time. It was strange, one minute he was at Sky High and then another he was down on the ground at home. Or…at least he was close to it. Winter disappears, releasing their hands and disappearing inside the house to leave Stiles and Summer in place.
He glances over at her, laughing absently. “Honestly, I really don’t feel like doing math right now. Do you wanna do something else instead?” he questions curiously, looking at her with bright eyes. Well, as bright as amber eyes could possibly get, anyway.
“Run away from myself,” she admits wryly. “Uh … I haven’t seen the latest episode of Sailor Moon Crystal, if you want to … ? Or the latest Doctor Who, for that matter. I really like Capaldi, he’s going to be a great Doctor.”
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His moving meant her arms slid off his shoulders, and she growled softly. “I was thinking something a little more hands-on.” She came up and wrapped her arms around his middle, resting her head on his chest. “Jarvis can hold the camera.”
“But you’re gonna be all cold and soggy,” Tony whined playfully, curling one arm around her shoulders. “That’s gonna make me cold and soggy, and I’ve already done all that.”
She snuggled into his arms more deeply. “That’s why it’s happening in the summertime, when it’s warm? I mean, I could dry off before the hands-on part, but I’ll still be cold inside … ” Summer looked up, sticking her lower lip out at him, with big soulful eyes.
starter;; sky high au
“Come on, then,” Winter directs, circling the table to stand in front of them. She holds out her hands, and Summer pulls her backpack over one shoulder and takes her twin’s hand.
“Don”t tell mom,” she says, “okay?”
Winter gives her a ‘don’t be stupid’ look, and snaps her fingers at Stiles. “Come on, Stilinski, the sun is shifting.”
Stiles grabs his own backpack and hurries after them, “Yeah, yeah, I’m coming! Don’t rush me.”
He sounds annoyed, but everyone knows he’s not. He’s just the dramatic teen he always was, making things seem worse than they really were.
Winter closes her eyes, and her hands close a little tighter, and then there’s a thump of displaced air that blows Summer’s hair everywhere and they’re standing under a tree in the Rainaults’ front yard instead of at Sky High. Winter lets go of both their hands and goes into the house without saying a word, leaving Summer and Stiles standing awkwardly together.
“I, um, I could use a little help with the math homework?” Summer offers, which is only the truth, but then again if Stiles is there maybe nobody (read: her mother) will ask her about school in depth and she can get away with not talking about her backlash episode.
Kittens post naptime
there are tears running down my cheeks i cannot handle this amount of pure unadulterated cute someone send help
I am dire need of kitteh cuddles. Puppy cuddles will suffice if not kitteh cuddles can happen.
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