#mrivas

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@fallcnx @trevorhaines @mig-rivas

[marlsbuck]

slurred words

“MIG!” Marley squealed at the mention of her best friend. “Migaroo, Miggy Mig, my actual soul mate.” She paused. “Platonic, of course. But he is so, so, so pretty and I love him SO fuckin’ much.” Giggling, Marley covered her mouth at the use of the swear. “‘Scuse my language I just really cannot put into words how much I absolutely adore Mig.” A soft smile spread over her lips. “I honest to god don’t know what I’d do without him. He has seen me at my lowest, ugliest points in life and he still loves me. You know how wild that is? What a beautiful heart he has to have?! He just radiates love, y’know?” She grins. “I trust him more than I trust any other human on this planet and I would, without a doubt or second thought, lay down and die for him.” Nodding, Marley knocked back another shot. “He really did help me learn how to love myself again. And that I’m worthy of other people’s love. A lot of the reason I am the way I am is because of everything he’s done for me.” Marley had to stop, sighing and blinking back tears. “If y’all aren’t careful I’m gonna start cryin’ on ya. That’s how much I love Mig. You get one of us, you get both. Them’s the rules.” 

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( closed for @mig-rivas​ )

The morning after she and Dawn’s graduation party was rough. It was painfully obvious Marley couldn’t drink like she could when she was twenty-one anymore - her hangover made sure she was well aware of the fact. Despite that fact, Marley was buzzing. Last night had been incredible and there was exactly one (1) person Marley wanted to tell about it. 

Mig.

Breakfast burritos and coffees in hand, Marley made her way to his suite, silently slipping into his suite the way she’d grown so accustomed to doing. She softly knocked on his door, gently nudging it open with her foot. “I come bearin’ burritos and coffee.” Popping her head around the door frame, Marley grinned at her best friend. “I’d ask if you’re decent, but I don’t think you’ve been decent a single day I’ve known ya.” 

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two (2) headcanons for mig and marley!

even though she’s got the most ridiculous american accent, marley has 100% tried to learn spanish for mig. she’s in no way, shape, or form fluent but she’s got probably the equivalent of a year of high school spanish down. it’s definitely something she only does with him because she’s hella embarrassed when she uses the wrong pronunciation and doesn’t want to offend anyone, but dammit if she doesn’t try for him and to honor his heritage.  

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marley is the most herself around mig. mig is her person, her home, her safe place. if someone wants to genuinely get to know marley, they should watch her when she’s around mig. marley is kind of a mirror around everyone else - she reflects what she thinks other people want her to be because she has this outrageous need to be liked by everyone. with mig, though, she knows he loves her as is. she doesn’t have to pretend to be anything other than herself with him. the only other people she trusts like that are her grandparents. who also love mig, btw. whenever she facetimes them, they ask where he is and how he’s doing. mig is very much a literal part of the buckley family. 

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send a ship marley and mig!

Who always gets the window seat on planes: they rock, paper, scissors for it because they 100% cannot agree. this way it’s fair.  Who is in charge of the radio during road trips: honestly, probaby mig. marley would push her luck with some classic country and he would revoke her aux privileges.  Who over packs: marley. she’s one of those people who packs twenty pairs of underwear for a three day trip. Who initiates car games: both. ispy for hours.  Who, without fail, accidentally leaves something important at home: once again, both of them. precious little disasters. Who takes all the free things (shampoo, soap, shower caps) from the hotel: i feel like mig? because they’re tiny and cute ‘just like you, marls’. Who gets searched at the airport for looking ‘suspicious’: mig, while marley points and laughs from afar. Who wakes the other up at 7 AM to go eat the complimentary hotel breakfast: marley 100% just goes and gets it and brings it back to mig when he wakes up. Who insists on using a map to guide them around an unknown city: neither. country kids don’t do maps, y’all. even when they probably should.  Who is in charge of keeping up with the passports and other important documents: marley, even though mig probably could if he needed to.  Who buys the most novelty gifts for friends/family back home: both, for sure.  Do they go on more adventure type vacations or somewhere they can relax: adventures! Who takes pictures of every single thing: eh, neither really. they both probably take one or two? then put their phones away. Who is the first to try the local cuisine: marley. 100%. Who forgets to put on sun screen and gets burned to a crisp: marley probably burns easier, so she would.  Who uses packing/vacation checklists and who just wings it: oh, 100% they both just throw shit in bags and hope they haven’t forgotten anything important. Who says “I want to go back” the moment they get back home: both of ‘em even though they’re probably both very happy to be home, too. 

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What is the riskiest thing you would do for true love/friendship?

“Ooooh,” Marley mused, chewing the inside of her cheek. “Honestly, I’m not sure there’s much I wouldn’t do?” She chuckled. “I mean, when I say I’ll drop everything, I mean everything. I can transfer schools, find a new job, and technology - as much as it pains me sometimes - keeps me connected with my friends and chosen family. So, I think uprooting my life for the people I love is something most people would find pretty risky? Kinda just makes sense to me, but...” With a shrug, she grins. “That’s probably just me.”

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❝ we’re not lost! ❞

“Oh, we are so lost.” Marley let her head fall back against her shoulders and laughed. Somehow they’d managed to stray from the trail on their hike and couldn’t manage to find their way back. “This is so sad, Mig! Between the two of us this shouldn’t be a problem!” Her pawpaw would be so ashamed if he knew she’d lost her sense of direction. “Wait.” She grinned. “I think I’ve got an idea.” Cupping her hands around her mouth, Marley drew in the deepest breath possible before yelling. “MARCO!” She paused - nothing. Once more, “MARCO!” Another pause. This time, a ‘POLLO’ could be heard in the distance. Marley’s eyes went wide, first in shock then excitement before dissolving into laughter. “If that ain’t resourceful then I don’t know what is.” Still laughing, Marley drug Mig towards the disembodied ‘POLLO’, still echoing in the distance.

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embrace

"Miggy Miiiiiiig!!” Marley squealed, throwing her arms around his neck and latching on as if she didn’t see Mig nearly every single day. Granted, this was the first time she’d seen him since he’d adopted Duke and she couldn’t have been more excited for him. “Congratulations, you’re a dad!!!” She giggled, giving him another firm squeeze as she said the last word. Finally, after a few moments, Marley released her friend. Instead she placed both hands on either side of his face. “Now, take me to this perfect floofster baby immediately. I have noses to boop and treats to give.” She grinned, jumping up to give him one last squeeze.