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Im taking requests to do imagines or incorrect quotes. I do teen wolf, the maze runner and Marvel. So if anyone wants a request just say it.

villain:*has a dark past and is trumated* me: come here my little angel

You belong with me

But she wears short skirts I wear T-shirts She's Cheer Captain, and I'm on the bleachers Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time. -Taylor Swift

Summary: Yn knows Stiles belongs with her.

Warnings: plenty of kissing written by my unexpirienced self. So beware.

"I'm telling you Yn, she defenitly likes me" Stiles voice said excitedly in the phone.

Yn made a face and put the phone upside down on her bed, took a pillow that was laying beside her and let out a muffled yell into it.

Why did it have to be her. Actually, why did it have to be him?. Why couldn't she had fallen in love with any other guy in school? No. She had to fall in love with her best friend. Stiles Stilinski.

"Yn? Yn?"

Yn recluntantly picked up the phone and held it against her ear. "Yes my dear?" Yn said with fake merriment "stiles dude, if you're going to keep telling me of how much you love Lydia and how much you want to marry her. Call Scott" she let her annoyance drip into every sentence she said.

"Why do I feel you hate her? Do you hate Lydia?" The spastic teenager asked her.

"What? No!" She quickly answered " it's just the fact that you can't seem to stop talking about her that annoys me, buy I really see why you like her and I don't blame you. If I were lesbian she would be me top choice. She's gorgeous, smart, popular, funny, great sense of style, and did I mention she's pretty?"

"You sure you're not the one who's in love with her?" Stiles jokingly asked her.

"Stiles. No." Yn deadpanned " so are we going to keep talking about her or are you going to bring me my cheese burger?"

"But I'm already getting in bed" stiles whined through the phone, and Yn smiled knowing he wouldn't deny her anything.

"Stiles pleaseeeeee, I'm hungry, and I'm on my period. Get me my food" and with a small smile Yn turned the call off. And rested back in her bed.

Her Mom had left for her job at a restaurant they owned so Yn was home alone and bored.

Yn and stiles had met when they started middle school and soon they became best friends along with Scott.

Stiles had dragged her along when they had gone into the woods to find a dead body, and that was the night Scott had gotten bitten, and they all got introduced into the supernatural world. They stuck together through the harshness that the knowledge of the creatures of the night brought them. But since Jackson being a kanima and then leaving for London, life had gone to its almost normal routine. It was now summer and Yn spended time pretty much bored except when she hung out with her boys, as she called stiles and Scott.

Yn had fallen in love with Stiles the day that he stood up for her against a bully twice his size back in freshman year, and had gotten a black eye for it. Since then she considered him her hero. But knew that nothing would ever be possible between them because he liked Lydia Martin. And Yn didn't really stand a chance against her. Lydia was popular and Yn was, well Yn was the girl who always had her nose buried in a book and that liked to hang out with boys.

Yn heard the doorbell downstairs and inmidiatly chirped up. Jumping out of bed and trotting downstairs.

"Took you long enough" she greeted smiling Stiles who held two paper bags that smelt like fries and hamburger.

"Well you look gorgeous" he joked walking into the house and toward the kitchen.

Yn just rolled her eyes at him and walked next to him toward the counter where she sat into a stool.

"So your cheeseburger" he said placing one bag in front of her." And your dr. Pepper"

"And that my dear Stiles, is why I love you" yn replied grinning.

After eating and telling jokes to each other. They went upstairs to Yn's room.

"Do you think Lydia likes me?" Stiles asked Falling backwards into Yn's bed.

"I wouldn't really know Stiles. I don't talk personal stuff with her" Yn said in a monotonous voice. All her merriment gone.

"I'm convinced you have something against her. You've said that she was a nice person, and funny and smart, so what's up?" Stiles asked turning to look up at her.

"I don't know Stiles, maybe is the fact that you can't go on one bloody day without talking about her." Came Yn's sharp reply. She didn't really want to reply so courtly, but her emotions were all over the place and it was getting the best of her.

"You didn't stop talking about Thomas when you liked him, remember?" Stiles shot back, wanting to get Yn angry so that she would tell him what was really up. Since he had told her that he liked Lydia more than 2 years ago she had began to become more and more hostile. At first she played along seemingly glad and had seemed even happy. But now she grew annoyed everytime he talked about her, and Stiles really wanted to find out why it was. Maybe Yn had fallen in love with Lydia for real.

"Oh God, don't bring Thomas into this conversation, actually never bring Thomas up. That was so embarrassing" Yn gruffed out as she turned scarlet remembering the guy she used to like when she was 13.

"Common Yn what's up" Stiles began again this time poking her side.

Yn swatted his hand away.

" nothings up Stiles" she lied tugging some of her hair. Stiles inmidiatly knew yn was lying and frowned staring up to her in his queer position.

" you know what?" Said Yn standing up egear to leave the awkward conversation." I'm going to get water"

And started walking toward the door.

" you know?, maybe the truth is you're jealous, because you love Lydia" stiles confronted her, sitting up.

Yn sighed and turned around. Truth being told if she hadn't been in her period she would have probably thought things through but fortunately she didn't.

" you know what? I am jealous" yn stated and stiles stared at her shockingly. Never expecting she'd actually be gay." But not about Lydia. I'm jealous OF Lydia, because she seems to have all your attention" Stiles furrowed his eyebrows confused not catching up. " I'm jealous that you only seem to see her all the time" Yn kept going " when the truth is I want you to look at ME. But of course I mean, She wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts, she's the one cheering on and I'm in the library, Dreaming about the day when you wake up and Find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time."

In that moment Stiles realized what Yn meant and stared at her mouth agape.

" when will you see that I'm the one who understands you? I've been here all along so why can't you see, that you belong with me?" Yn had tears in her eyes as she looked at a very surprised stiles.

"You like me?" Asked stiles looking at her bewildered.

"Yes! I don't see how that is so hard to belive"

"Because all this time I though you only looked at me as a brother or gay bestfriend" stiles answered scrambling to his feet." All this time I've been trying to convince myself that I like Lydia when I actually like you"

It was now Yns turn to be shocked " you really didn't think you could tell me!?" She shaked her head at him " I f you had really liked me you would have asked me to homecoming or to the winter formal"

" I didn't ask you because you always went with Scott!"

" I only went with Scott because he asked me first and I thought you'd join us in our stag dance!"

"Stag what?" Stiles asked confused

" we both went together thinking you'd join us later. There was never anything romantic between us two. We were just watching memes in a corner" yn explained still looking very much confused at stiles

"OK I know see that I was the one who was wrong" Stiles accepted, scratching the back of his head" but you could have told me! You never said anything!"

"Stiles have you met me? I may read thousands of romance books, but I'll never actually say anything"

Stiles and Yn stared at each other and shook their heads.

"God we're dumb" yn muttered pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

" very much" stiles muttered back.

Yn spared a Glace at his lips and stiles caught her doing so.

He took a step forward and putting a hand against her cheek, he bent down to kiss her.

It was just a peck of the lips. They stared at each other smiling like two stupid people who were in love. And Yn pulled him down to kiss him.

Their lips molded perfectly, and moved in a soft motion against each other, sending fireworks through their bodies. They kissed again and again. One of stiles arms around her waist and the other against her cheek . While yn had both hands pressed against his chest.

Stiles deepened the kiss and yn started forward, still kissing him, backing him toward the bed. When stiles fell down into a sitting position. They pulled back and tried to gain a little of their breaths.

"That was-"

"Amazing" finished stiles looking up at her with an admiring expression.

"Yeah it was" yn muttered and connected their lips again. Just before she could climb into his lap and straddle him heard the garage door open, and inmidiatly pulled back.

"That's my mom" yn stated.

" yes and you look like a mess" stiles said looking at yn who had her lips swollen and her hair messy from the kissing. " I need to go before your mom find us like this"

"Yes. Go, go" yn ushered as he stood up, and she tried fixing a little his hair.

"So after all this time, we finally tell each other everything" Stiles asked her before he opened the door.

"I guess so. " yn replied with a smile.

After stiles had gone out of the door, Yn happily jumped into the bed, and turned off the lights, smiling dummly into the darkness" I knew you belonged with me" she muttered with a grin.

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Okay but real talk here about Will Poulter joining the MCU.

If I see any of you saying Will Poulter is “ugly”, calling him names, sending him hate or abuse, or otherwise being absolute dicks about him, I will personally be throwing hands.

I saw what happened after Bandersnatch came out, and it was to the point that Will actually had to take a step back from social media because people were sending him hateful messages calling him “ugly” and being generally awful. It’s so shitty to see not because I’m a fan of him (I am though), but because he is an incredible human being who is involved with anti-bullying charities (including being an ambassador for AntiBullyingPro) and has been for several years, has publicly acknowledged in MULTIPLE occasions that he has privilege as a white man, he tries to use that privilege he has to raise awareness of various issues, he promoted a book that is “an autism friendly story that encourages empathy, understanding and kindness” (by a group that aims to bring inclusivity and representation to children’s stories), he’s actively anti-racist and pro-BLM and using his platform on social media to do this, he works with multiple different charities… he is literally such a good person, and yet people are just focusing on how he looks.

Already I’ve seen it: people whining and complaining that he’s been cast as Adam Warlock and “why didn’t they cast _____ instead???” Etc. Will is extremely talented as an actor and wonderful, and he absolutely kills every single role he plays: Eustace in Narnia, Kenny in We’re the Millers, Jim Bridger in The Revenant, Krauss in Detroit, Gally in Maze Runner, Colin in Bandersnatch, Mark in Midsommar, Andrew/Anthony/Abraham in the Dark Pictures: Little Hope game etc etc. He has played so many roles in so many different types of films and projects, and he slays all of them - this will be no different.

And actually, you know what? To be quite brutally honest, I don’t understand how people are looking at him and deciding “lol he’s not hot” or “he’s ugly” when he is absolutely not “ugly” in the slightest?!? Have you seen him?!? Are you not using your eyes?!?

In short, please don’t be assholes. Will Poulter deserves the absolute world and nothing less.