#like. its funny to me that zoey is the one who is a okay with child murder here

[leincendiaire]

The funniest thing ever to me is that while they both resorted to cheating, Linda mostly did it by spending money. She hired people to collect blackmail and sabotage Zoey.

Zoey just straight up kills her own grandma and kidnaps Linda's son

#like. its funny to me that zoey is the one who is a okay with child murder here #I had been going back and forth between the two of them during the episode but I settled on Linda when Zoey went after River #sorry like there is a LINE lol #nightmare time #nightmare time season 2 spoilers #honey queen #linda monroe #zoey chambers #hatchetfield #team starkid

[palukoo]

ooh Idea- donna is AMY’s assistant for the au asks?

ooh boy okay!! this got really fucking long because of course it did! yk, the post said 5+, so!! there’s like 11 bullet points that are all very long under a cut

donna still does go to the bartlet campaign first. i think she maybe leaves a little bit in because she realizes she doesn't like campaigning that much, because you aren't getting anything done yet, and she wants to be getting things done now. or maybe, actually, when she leaves the bartlet campaign for her boyfriend, she's too embarassed to go back after breaking up with him, and ends up looking for other ways of working in politics

how she ends up working for amy, and where amy is working are really, really funny conceptually to me. because i'm a little obsessive about where amy is working when but the timelines don't make a ton of sense? she'd either be at now or the wlc, probably, and either is fine bc tww is also pretty vague on what amy actually like functionally does? she's a political director iirc, but i make her more of a lobbyist, bc she does some lobbying in canon, but she also gives speeches and does debate prep? idk. anyways, i like the idea of donna just going into the wlc or now bc women's rights! but i also think it's kind of hysterical if it's more pointed/less random, like josh either suggests it or mentions amy in passing and donna is like oh that sounds fun. i feel like she may actually apply in this case, but who knows? anyways, amy is impressed by her work ethic and sense of humor and her experience with the bartlets and josh (and her reasons for leaving, if its about not liking campaigns) and hires her on the spot

oh god, the banter is so fun to think about. i mean, i've genuinely written so much about just like. how amy and donna bounce off of each other, because it's fun, and because it's them it's probably flirtatious, but amy would absolutely not genuinely make a move on her assistant. i think they also both help a lot with the other's self doubt or whatever, with donna pushing amy to do more but also to take care of herself and take a step back sometimes, and amy just showing that she cares about donna's opinions and insights into whatever they're working on, and sort of forgetting that she's her assistant and not her co-conspirator, and sort of calling donna on her constant bad dates in early seasons, too ("don't go on that date, donna" "jealous?" and maybe she is, sort of, a bit, but that's really not the point. "disappointed in your taste. or your concept of yourself." "what's that mean?" "you could do better." "could I?" "yes." "then give me something better to do tonight, amy." and amy doesn’t ask her to stay) (don't think about amy finding out about dr. freeride and the conversation that would follow don't think about it don't think about it)

oh but things get fun once we get to a point where amy's there in canon, because you now have donna working with josh again in a roundabout way, and she left him, and she still feels guilty about it, and she can sort of see the glimpse into what it would've been like, if she had stayed. and amy and josh are like. just a mess, obviously. my brain is also stuck on the concept of that conversation amy and josh have in women of qumar but in reverse ("are you dating donna?" "no." "i heard you might be" "i'm not" "she's cute." "she's my assistant." but it also has a lot more. implications for him to hear that than for her to, so. that's fun). i kind of have no idea what amy and josh's relationship would look like in this au so. not gonna dwell on that. (except to say that the concept of donna "gather ye rose buds"-ing amy about josh is Really fucking funny, partially bc amy would just be like "he's a thorn not a bud")

when amy gets fired, donna's upset with josh about it, because she's spent the last... three and a half? years working with amy, so she's probably more on amy's side here, even if she will admit it was kind of reckless. donna's given a chance to stay at the wlc, but she goes with amy, which amy is baffled and terrified by, because she doesn't know what to do with that kind of loyalty (”you’ll never lose me amy” “please don’t say that”) and because she... doesn't have a job, really, at the moment. she pays donna, anyways, and makes sure she has a job with the stackhouse campaign with her if she wants it. donna takes it, and doesn't question why amy's doing it. she doesn't question why amy leaves, either, and amy doesn't get why she comes with her, again.

around when amy gets hired by abbey (and brings donna on with her if she wants it, which of course she does) amy kind of snaps and asks her why she keeps working with her, why she won't stay somewhere and climb up a ladder or go anywhere, she's qualified as hell and could and should be working a better job, should be doing anything other than following amy over cliff after cliff, should not be working for her at this point, and... donna kind of thinks its obvious. she loves working with amy, loves that they do new things all the time, that the work feels important, loves the opportunities amy has given her and that the work feels important. amy sort of lets it rest and throws herself into work with abbey, and we finally get to have donna with the whole group again somewhat, but its a conversation that they sort of keep having without really having, until donna finally snaps and says something like "do you want me to quit?" or "do you want to fire me?" or "do you want me to leave?" idk, and amy maybe says yes, and maybe doesn't answer, and that's commencement (of course the idea of donna and josh doing "you have to get amy" and "are you in love with amy" is also really. interesting to me bc of how you'd have to make it work and i don't not have thoughts)

once things have settled, a little bit, after zoey's gotten back, donna goes to amy and tells her like "i'll resign. if you don't want me here... i'm not gonna make you fire me, but if you don't want me here, i'll go." and amy is a mess of a person, so she's like. "okay." and donna's naturally upset by that, and oh, this is happening during constituency of one, by the way! so donna leaves, amy gets yelled at by jed, goes to josh's office and sort of has a breakdown about everything, and when he says "apologize, you gotta apologize" he means to jed and to donna, and she goes to jed and quits and everything ('this building isn't very conducive to relationships’ hits here, huh) and tells him that he or abbey should hire donna, that she's incredible and one of the best people she's ever worked with, and she leaves.

donna takes the job (i'm not sure about specifically what job? i do really like the concept of her being abbey's cos for a lot of reasons but idk if she'd be like "qualified" for it at this point? maybe she gets taken on as like an interim cos for her but abbey just keeps her, anyways. or it could be something in legislative affairs bc i loved angela and donna working together) and feels too weird and sort of hurt to reach out to amy even though she does get amy well enough to sort of get it, she's also too insecure to really get it. someone mentions, in passing, at some point, that amy told jed to give donna a job, and she's sort of touched and sort of insulted and it's all complicated, and abbey or whoever reassures her that she has this job because she deserves this job, not just because amy recommended her. very highly.

cj probably points out a lot of stuff about amy and their relationship to donna in my no exit analog bc i love a good bottle episode, and cj being friends with both of them and being super perceptive is so important to me. i will also not be discussing gaza here bc i honestly don't think in this au that donna would be going

she and amy run into each other either at some fundraiser thing abbey and amy are both speaking at, or in some lobbying meeting or something, and amy's glad to see her doing well, and it assuages a little of her guilt over the whole thing. they have a really awkward conversation, something like "are you enjoying the new job?" "yeah, i really am. i guess i should thank you, since i hear you helped me get it." "you don't... it kind of felt like the least i could do." "yeah, well. thanks, anyways." "i miss you." "then why did you tell me to leave?" "you're the best assistant and probably the best friend i've ever had, you know." "so you decided to ensure i was no longer either?" "i was kind of only going for the first one." “well, you always were an overachiever.” and then they have to like. go and do their jobs bc they’re very busy people. but things are a little better between them now

finally, at some point, god knows when or how or why, donna’s probably made a joke about it, or something, and amy just says something like “i didn’t want you to work for me anymore because i knew you could do better, could do more, than being my assistant, but i didn’t want to tell you to leave.” and donna, who gets amy just nods and says “i appreciate that. i really did love working with you, but i appreciate that. could’ve said that then.” and amy laughs and rolls her eyes, and donna gives her a look. “is that the only reason you didn’t want me to work for you anymore?” and amy just shakes her head, and donna starts to say something, expects to have to say something, but amy kisses her and says “i’m really glad you don’t work for me anymore.” and donna laughs and says “i am, too.”

#asks #answered #claudiasjeancregg #amy gardner #donna moss #tww #honestly this was really hard for me bc one of the things i really like about donna/amy in canon is that donna has never worked for amy #like theres power dynamics obviously but that amys never been a part of the chain of command that donnas in. not really #but this was fun to think about and figure out how i could make it work #i also genuinely think amy would've either promoted or gotten donna to run way earlier but need that maximum drama #ALSO this just turned into fic whoops #the dialogue was just easier than explaining it but also its not like. fixed entirely to be in their voices this is too open for amy lmao #also of course i made this gay :) i would also love it just as an amy donna brotp concept but yk

[samanthadalton]

Thank you for writing my Poppy sketchbook request!! I loved it! 😭😭💕💕

Anyways, I have another idea: Poppy and MC doing body shots at a frat party!

I'm so sorry I keep requesting stuff. Hehe

I’m really glad you loved it anon it means a lot. Sorry if you were waiting a while for this one because I’m working through the requests now, I hope you enjoy it 💖💖

pairings: Poppy x mc

(Takes place after chapter 7 of queen b) 

taglist: @cloud9in @somewillwin @baexpoppy @save-me-the-last-dance @helpconfusedpersonhere @dopeyouth (i forgot i had a taglist for poppy but if you wanna be added on in future fics let me know 😁)

word count: 2.3k (its a long one) 

Body Shots 

The party at the frat house is in full swing, music blaring from the speakers, the pulsating and infectious beat echoing throughout the entire house. Every inch of the house is filled with drunk college students, all immersed in the party, drinking, dancing, playing beer pong and the classic, hooking up. 

Poppy Min Sinclair stands in the corner of the living room, a scowl etched on her face as she observes her surroundings. Veronica’s nowhere to be seen, undoubtedly live streaming for her picta fans and after many gruelling hours of begging and pleading, Chloe was back at the queen b’s side as her number 2. Chloe looks at the party-goers longingly, wishing she could join in on the fun but with Poppy in a sour mood tonight there’s no chance of that happening. After throwing away her remaining self worth to get back into the strawberry blonde’s good graces, she was not about to mess it up again by ditching her. 

You hover at the front door of the frat house, self-conscious about being in the public eye after weeks of hiding since Poppy released that embarrassing hog calling video. Everywhere you went, you were met with stares, laughs and even a student or two who would mock you. 

“Girl stop worrying” Zoey says reassuringly placing her hand on your shoulder, “everyone’s practically forgotten about the video.” 

You glare at Zoey indignantly, and then roll your eyes, “no they haven’t. I mean yesterday someone literally sent hay to our dorm room. Maybe this was a bad idea.” You turn away from the door and begin walking away. Zoey chases after you, her hand firmly clasps your arm as she tugs you towards the door. 

“Bea, pleaseeeee. Tonight is all about getting drunk and having fun. Please stay” She bats her eyelashes while giving you the puppy eyes treatment and your doubts start to dissipate.

You stand a little straighter, giving Zoey a resolute nod, “you’re right.” You begin mentally steeling yourself as you stare down the Alpha’s front door, which somehow looks way more intimidating than the first time you were here. 

Zoey ushers you in through the front door where you are met by a half naked, unmistakably drunk, Ford who throws his arms around both you and Zoey, “looks who’s hereeee.” he takes a swig from the cup in his hand, “we were hoping you would come Bea.” 

“Really?” you raise an questioning eyebrow at Ford who replies with an eager nod, pulling both you and Zoey into the living room. He motions at the dj who gives him a knowing nod, and the music suddenly changes and the sounds of your hog calling, which begins to echo throughout the entire frat house, evoking an assortment of reactions. All the students turn to look at you, humour written all over their faces while embarrassment is on yours. You look around the room and your gaze meets Poppy, whose lips quirk up, her eyes glimmering with amusement as she stares you down. You feel like you’re staring right at the face of the devil itself, and anger begins to flood through your body.

Zoey looks at you apologetically once the normal music resumes and she draws you into a hug, and mumbles an apology in your ear, “we can go if you want you.” 

You eyes once again roam the room, most students once again indulging in the party while some gawk at you, finding the ordeal humorous. You mind drifts to Poppy and how infuriating she is, because this is all her fault. You shake out of your reverie and softly shake your head, “no.” Zoey raises a worried eyebrow at you, “I came here to get drunk so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” You both walk over to the keg, pouring yourself and Zoey some beer in some plastic red solo cups and drain the entire thing within seconds before refilling it. 

“You might want to take it slow,” Zoey says, as she carefully sips her beer. 

“Nope, I need to forget the last couple of weeks existed,” you raise the cup almost as if you're doing a toast before downing the rest of it. You sharply inhale as you feel the alcohol beginning to warm your body, and you feel yourself starting to feel more at ease. You’re about to pour yourself another cup until a familiar voice comes up behind you, and it takes everything in you not to roll your eyes. 

“I see the Alpha’s are doing their regular charity work by taking in a stray,” her voice crackles with detest as she looks you over, but you notice her eyes lingering on your body but you don’t blame her since the dress you’re wearing is doing wonders for your figure. 

“I’m pretty sure you’ve already used a line like that before Pops, don’t tell me you’re losing your touch already?” you give her a little smirk, her eyes glowering at the sound of the nickname you’ve given her but she brushes over it and returns a demonic smile. 

“Hmm, maybe it’s because my point still stands. You don’t belong here. Maybe you’ll be better off on that farm of yours, getting down and dirty with the pigs than the frat boys.” 

“You didn’t mind getting down and dirty with me a few weeks ago.” Chloe who’s standing behind Poppy gives a small gasp, while Zoey stares at you, mouth hanging open. Poppy however, stares at you, all sense of amusement wiped from her face as a fire begins to burn in her eyes. 

Poppy turns her head slightly, speaking over her shoulder, “leave us now.” her voice commanding, and Chloe awkwardly migrates into the party. A few seconds later Poppy raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow at Zoey, “why are you still here new money? Did befriending Farmsville cause you to lose brain cells or something?” Zoey sputters and looks to, waiting for your answer. 

“It’s okay Zo, go and enjoy the party. One of us should be able to without feeling like the air is being sucked out of the room.” Poppy lets out a small huff but Zoey obliges and walks but not before mouthing, “you and Poppy?”. You respond with a wink and then you’re left with the strawberry blonde who’s just staring daggers at you. 

“Listen here you oversized gremlin” she takes a menacing step towards you, but you stand your ground no matter how much steam is coming out of her ears, “you weren’t even that good in bed so I wouldn’t get all high and mighty if I were you.” 

“Funny, because I remember you screaming out my name.” 

“Hmm, I remember you begging me to say yours.” she retorts, with less sass but her tone almost seductive. As the air between you intensifies, Poppy does something you would never expect, she looks away. 

“So what’s her majesty doing in a place like this? You clearly aren’t having any fun?” You begin refilling your drink while Poppy’s face twists in disgust. 

“You’re still talking to me?” 

You roll your eyes, “Why are you always such an uptight bitch? Does it ever kill you to have some fun?” 

“I have fun Farmsville. I’m just not a juvenile like you, finding entertainment in the most banal things.” 

Maybe it was the alcohol, or just plain boredom, you’re not sure but something within you sparks a challenge as you raise an eyebrow at Poppy and say, “prove it.” Maybe Poppy’s feeling the same way as you, because her eyes mirror your exact feelings when she gives you a small grin. 

“Okay Farmsville, but first I need a drink.” You lift up your cup towards Poppy who pushes it away with disgust, “no a real drink.” 

As the party blazes on, Poppy leads you to a secret room within the Alpha house which is a replica of a bar, only smaller but you repress making a joke about how it’s a literal minibar. 

Poppy reaches behind pulling out a bottle of tequila and looks at you with a devious glint in her eye. “Now we can have fun.” She takes out two glasses, pouring out a drink for you both, and you both quickly down the drink. You slightly wince as the tequila burns your throat but Poppy seems unaffected as she refills the glasses again. 

“Damn,” 

Poppy raises a cocky eyebrow at you, “bet you didn’t think I could hold my own Farmsville.” 

“I’ll have to remember to not underestimate you.” 

“You have a habit of underestimating me Farmsville, just know I will never back down” she runs a finger down your chest, and you sharply inhale as you gaze into her eyes. As the atmosphere intensifies you find yourself almost drowning in Poppy’s brown doe eyes, and you begin to slowly lean in, Poppy notices your expression and quickly lifts her glass blocking your face and drinks it all before setting the glass down hard. “You’re falling behind Farmsville.” 

You quickly grab the other glass draining the contents before giving her a small grin, “please, I could literally drink you under the table.” 

Without missing a beat Poppy retorts, “but could you drink off me on the table.” her voice commandeering with confidence. In the moments that follow, Poppy easily unzips her dress and slips out of it, before hopping up on the counter and reaching behind grabbing a lime wedge and a few salt packets. She eyes bore into yours as you helplessly appraise her body, your mind flashing back to the night you had sex with her, and how perfect her body felt against yours. How her nails dug into your back leaving red marks all over it, but the pleasure was too much for you to care about it. As your eyes travel back up Poppy’s body you reach her eyes, which are glimmering with humour. “So?” She lifts up a salt packet in her hand, “are we going to do this or are you too much of a coward?” 

You step forward daringly, and take the salt packet from her hand before licking your own hand and sliding it down Poppy’s chest, the substance of your saliva sticking to it. You rip open the salt packet with your teeth, while maintaining eye contact and slowly guide the strawberry blonde’s body down the counter and empty out the contents of the packet onto her chest. Poppy lets out a giggle, her cheeks flushing red as she takes you in. You pour some of the tequila into her belly button and eagerly begin licking her chest, your tongue exploring the swell of her breasts. You hear some light gasps from Poppy as you kiss your way down to her belly button, your lips encircling it as you begin to suck the alcohol out of it. Once you’re done, you move your head up and begin looking for the lime wedge, your brows furrowed with confusion until Poppy opens her mouth and you see the lime wedge between her teeth.

You stare at Poppy before slowly moving down to her mouth and taking the wedge between your own teeth, your lips softly graze together before you tilt your head up, biting down harder on the lime squeezing out all of its juice. You laugh victoriously as Poppy sits up and begins to pull you down onto the counter. 

“My turn.” She begins hastily unzipping your dress and pushes you down onto the counter, as you lie down she straddles your hips. She pours a glass and balances it on your chest. She licks her fore and middle finger before sliding it down your throat and pouring some salt onto it. She delicately places a lime wedge on your lips, your mouth opens slightly biting down on the peel. Poppy leans down and begins to run her tongue down your throat, her tongue caressing it as she licks up every grain of salt before moving down your chest. Her lips curl around the glass as she picks it up with her teeth, emptying its contents, plucking it out of her mouth and moving down to the lime wedge. As she slinks down, your eyes meet hers, as she takes in the lime and begins to bite down on it. While the peel is still in your mouth, she finishes the rest of it, slightly wincing by the time she's done. In that moment you look over at Poppy and her eyes glisten with want and her gaze lingers on your lips. You turn your head spitting out the rest of the wedge, grab the back of Poppy’s neck as your lips come crashing together in a passionate kiss. Her lips taste sour, hints of the lime juice and tequila remaining on them as you nibble on her bottom lip, eliciting a few high pitched moans from the queen b. 

You stay attached at the lips, Poppy’s tongue invitingly tangling with yours, as you kiss her without restraint. Your hands slowly start to trail down her body resting on her hip. You’re about to flip the strawberry blonde over on the counter until the door abruptly opens and a gasp pulls you out of the moment. You look over to see Veronica, phone in hand as she ogles at the two of you. 

Poppy pushes you away, jumping off the counter, “you better not be live streaming Lombardi” her voice quickly sobering up as she glares at the ombre-haired girl. 

“I wasn’t and I’m going to leave. Have fun with whatever this is.” Veronica gestures between the two of you before slinking out of the room and as you get your bearings, you see Poppy already slipping her dress back on. 

“So that’s it huh?” 

Poppy doesn’t answer, her gaze averted from yours, she quickly zips up her dress, before running a hand through her silky hair and moves towards the door. Before she leaves, she turns towards you, “this was fun Farmsville. Maybe one day we’ll continue this in a more private manner.” She gives you a small wink and disappears, leaving you and your whirlwind of thoughts. 

#playchoices #queen b #poppy min sinclair #poppy x mc

[shyence-officer-cat]

Spoilers ahead, to both Nightmare Time and its talkback

I needed to write down my favorite moments from the livestream, because there were some really precious gems. They're a lot, so this is a very long post. 

Also, like I said in the title, there might be some Nightmare Time spoilers under the cut. 

Enjoy if you're gonna read this.

Joey to Jon, who’s wearing a blue shirt and has a blue background: are you blue daba dee daba daa?

Nick on how to pronounce Matt Dahan’s last name: be like Lando, guys

Corey L. is the zoom daddy

hello, I am Angela plz vote Giarratana *wink wink wink wink* and I wrote all the music, it was so fun

From now on there are going to be spoilers from Ep2 and Ep3 of Nightmare Time. 

Angela: *lists the characters she played* and Snigglette

Joey: R.I.P

hello *very long pause* my name is Joey

Joey:  I played a denim guy *switching to Wilbur accent* in the witch in the web Corey L.: a Canadian?

Jeff: I like that we’re talking about this like it happened 20 years ago

Angela: I will say, what a bold move to watch the talkback before the material

me, an Italian, during the usa voting discourse: jfc this seems so hard and confusing. And Corey L. is right, it shouldn’t be this hard to vote

Jon: “if you can vote, please do, please exercise that right, so we can keep it” {this is incredibly scary, but true}

Dylan: you can’t mute people? I’m just saying in real life, you can’t? *evil smile*

*Robert enters the chat* Dylan: Roberto Manini!

Robert: I pay more taxes than the president, please vote for me, on my behalf

Dylan: the VVitch in the VVeb

Robert: it was fun to see Kendall. Kendall hasn’t aged at all

Corey L.: not like the rest of us…

{Ouch}

~

*James talking about his instagram choreography challenge*

Robert: James do you post it on tiktok?

James: I do not have a tiktok, because I have a personal vendetta about it

Robert: that’s good, but I think you should post them on tiktok , because those things spread like fire on tiktok

{just the way Robert said that last thing it’s gold}

~

Robert: Jeff you look so handsome with your haircut

Jeff: thank you, uh, I..I don’t know, I don’t have a comeback, sorry…thank you

Robert: Jeff, you don’t need to

{I react the same way to compliments, i.e. I don’t know how to react} 

~ 

 *James brings up ‘Artists and Beyond’*

Jeff: I’ll teach ya how to make a great vine

~ 

Matt: *about finishing the album* what Jeff and I do is we just go back and forth with the mixes and we send them to each other

Angela: you guys are playing video games, c’mon

~

Angela to Nick: I just saw one [question] that maybe, I don’t know, you wanna answer, looks like, why the car scene?

Robert: cause it’s hot

~ 

*someone unintentionally unmutes the youtube livestream on their pc*

*chaos ensues*

*everyone is shocked and confused, while trying to figure out who did it*

*Angela plays overreacting, till she realizes*

Angela: Guys I’m so sorry! It was me! The whole time I was pleading for someone to turn it off!

Jeff: spoiler alert spoiler alert spoiler alert spoiler alert! Okay, that’s your alert

Mariah: someone said, where is the man in a hurry going?

Jeff: that is the biggest question of the Hatchetfield universe. It’s the crux of the whole universe, that is ‘The Question’ and I know the answer, but I will never share

Curt: cause his intention is holding the fabric of spacetime together

Jeff: he holds everything together, it would blow your mind

Angela: I feel like the answer to that question is ‘where are YOU going?’

{‘Where are we going?’ plays, in my mind, but I’m sure in Matt’s mind too}

~

Corey L.: will we get some more Hidgens?

Nick: probably yes

Robert: No

Corey D.: Robert is retiring Hidgens

Corey D. just spoiled something about Working Boys…?

Corey D.: guys, it’s been so long, I don’t know what’s…I don’t know {me too Corey, I feel the same}

Corey L.: anyone have, like, favorite songs or music videos?

Angela, Mariah and Joey: GOT MY FOOT ON THE GAAAAS!

~ 

Jeff: actually, Angela’s music video for Jane’s a car is the best

Corey L.: her vine

Jeff: yes, her vine

{if you don’t know, this is referring to a story Angela posted on her Instagram after episode 3 was out and, also, there is a recurring joke about vines in the livestream}

~ 

Curt: I thought ‘time bastard’ is a JAM! As a lover of all spy related things, I thought it’s such an epic song {Curt, of course you love spies}

Kim: I paid him to say that

Mariah: we were like, this is ssexxxyy, it was SEXY

thanks Corey D. for speaking the truth, the Hatchetfield Ape-Man is a masterpiece, both music and music video, and Jaime Lyn Beatty is a goddess

foot on the gas returns

Jeff: with Jane’s a car my intent was like, I just want to write a song that would be sweet to listen to in a car, like when you’re driving, I wanna hear this song {you nailed it, sir}

Joey to Jeff, about Jane’s a car: you gotta rename it ‘I got *miming parentheses with his hands* (my foot on the gas)’

~

Nick: we had one series before this, we did those harry potter musicals

Joey: What? Huh?

~ 

*Dylan plugs his upcoming project*

Angela: I’ll get my foot on the gas to come see it *wink wink wink wink*

{foot on gas returns, again. also, the winks}

~ 

Dylan: Jeff, that was a really fucking fun song to record

Jeff: yeah, you sound great on it

Dylan: thanks, man

Jeff: and so does Angela

{it’s always Angela appreciation time. I wish I saved that ig story, it was really funny}

~ 

Angela: we haven’t talked about the best part of the song, which is ‘Hatchetfield, come on’

Dylan: I just was recording the song and in one take I just did that, and I went ‘oh, this can’t ever not be in the song!’, I was like ‘Jeff PLEASE!’

~ 

Corey D.: Matt did you plug your album? Where is Matt at? Oh, he left… oh, here he is!

James: Corey doesn’t know how to use Zoom

Corey D.: You moved boxes when Dylan left and I thought he was gone too!

Matt: we’re just messing with you

{Corey, your confusion is too relatable}

~ 

*Kim brings up the lips question*

Nick: we don’t need to talk about that

Corey D.: No, I wanna know the answer, geez

~ 

*Robert shows a picture of the Sanderson sisters*

Mariah: I love three ladies.

~ 

Angela: What was the hardest scene?

Robert: It was very hard for me to sit through any of Angela’s scenes.

Angela: oh goOD oOnNE!

Nick: oh WOW!

Matt: WHAT?

Mariah: ROBERT!

~ 

*Robert can’t stop talking about the hocus pocus stream*

Mariah: Robert, we know where you want to be. Do you wanna go?

~ 

*talking about the Mariah PEIP character in ‘America is great again’ and Zoey in the helicopter scene*

Nick: I think maybe you are two different people

Mariah: two souls in one body

Corey D.: *shakes his head* *Nope*

Mariah:*notices, shakes her head too* *yeah, nope*

Corey L.: time is irrelevant at this point

*talking about the song ‘the web I spin for you’*

Corey L.: when are we getting it in the club, like dance mix?

Jeff: that’s what I’m trying! I’m trying to get it there and it’s hard to do!

Nick: in my mind ‘the trail to Oregon’ is a show that was done at the Starlight theatre, if anything

Nick: *listing the names of the furry little monsters* Pokotho, Bliklotep, T’noy Karaxis, Nibblenephim, Wiggog Y’wrath

Robert: and Fred

#team starkid #nightmare time #nightmare time spoilers #nick lang #jon matteson #jeff blim #kim whalen #curt mega #mariah rose faith #dylan saunders #matt dahan #james tolbert #corey lubowich #angela giarratana #joey richter #corey dorris #robert manion #my posts

[ikingsley]

Ina x MC: A Small Detour

Ina x MC: A Small Detour

This is the second fic in my series loosely based on Queen B chapters. This one is based on chapter 2. The first one of my series is here: The Dance. 

Summary: Luna finds Ina in an interesting and unexpected place.

Warnings: Fluff!

Tag: @samanthadalton

Author’s Notes: Happy Tuesday! Not super happy with the ending, but hope you enjoy!

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Luna walked briskly down the street towards the grocery store. She had failed to meet one Belvoire student who could actually cook for themselves. And the exception did not lie with Zoey. Luckily, the two had made a deal as soon as Luna had opened the fridge for the first time, where she found thirty mini bottles of Prosecco and not one food item. As long as Zoey kept the Prosecco coming, Luna would make dinner on the days they didn’t order food. And thus, Luna adventured to the grocery store in search of ingredients for a ‘gourmet’ dinner.

Luna found it extremely difficult to not think of Ina, or rather, Professor Kingsley. The Ina she had met at the bar, the Ina who she danced with until the early hours of the morning, the Ina she had passionately kissed at the diner had been swept away by a stoic, reticent and stuffy Professor Kingsley. Was it even possible to go from 100 to 0 real quick? If so, that’s how their relationship had plummeted, Luna reflected silently. 

She could see the grocery store’s bright sign illuminating from a block away. She picked up the pace, encouraged that she had gone in the right direction. New York City was a busy place, and it was way too easy to get lost, especially for newcomers like herself. As she went down the sidewalk, she looked at each store along the block as a way to familiarize herself. She looked up and found a neon sign spelling The Retro Arcade. 

Arcades are for nerds! Luna thought and chuckled.

Her laughter was cut short by a loud shriek followed by an even louder thud. Luna’s head swiveled vigorously as she looked for the source of the noise. It had come from inside the arcade. As she turned to look for the child who had made such a racket, instead, she found herself standing face-to-face with none other than Ina Kingsley.

Ina’s face flushed in embarrassment. For one, Luna had caught her in an arcade. But even more embarrassing was how Ina stood against the Donkey Kong machine clutching her toe. The same toe that she had kicked against the machine in frustration that her little Mario figure had been killed by Donkey Kong’s barrels. 

Ina watched and sighed as Luna made her way into the arcade. As if this situation could get any more embarrassing, she thought.

“Why hello there, Professor,” Luna said with the slightest smirk on her face. Ina could only sigh once more. “Yes. Hello Luna. I guess you’ve caught me,” Ina said dejectedly. “Caught you from what exactly?” Luna asked. “My guilty pleasure and stress buster, I suppose. I guess you wouldn’t expect your professor to be playing arcade games on a Saturday afternoon,” Ina said. Luna laughed aloud. “Well...no. But there’s nothing wrong with arcades. Do you come often?” Luna asked. Ina’s face lit up at the approval of arcade games. “Almost weekly if I’m not too busy.” Ina responded through a smile. And all Luna could think was, dAmN what a NERD!

But she held herself together. At least for now.

Ina noticed Luna’s pensive, yet amused gaze on the arcade game. And just like that, Ina read her like a book. “...you’ve never played Donkey Kong before,” Ina realized. Luna could only laugh at her professor’s high intuition and perceptiveness. “Honestly, I’ve never even heard of it,” Luna admitted. Ina’s jaw dropped out of bewilderment as she turned to fully face Luna. “What! How have you not heard of Donkey Kong! It’s just about the most iconic arcade game ever! It’s Nintendo’s-” Ina said exasperated, but she was cut off promptly. “Professor, I didn’t ask for a lecture on Donkey Kong! Plus, I’ve played that yellow dude with the ghosts game!” Ina looked at Luna stunned. “Ummm....Pac-Man!!” Luna exclaimed. Ina hummed in disapproval. “Come on. That’s so basic. Donkey Kong - it’s pure skill. Come here. Let me show you.”

Luna was not one to turn down Ina’s request. She saw that the Ina she was fascinated by was not only alive at night, but maybe even on weekends too. Any other time, she was stuck with the upright Professor Kingsley.

~

Ina played the first round, showing Luna the basics: the controls, the premise, the things to watch for. Once Ina felt that Luna understood how to play, she let Mario get killed by Donkey Kong and stepped aside to make room for Luna.

The game began slowly and Luna successfully jumped over many barrels. But as the pace picked up, Luna suddenly felt overwhelmed. There were way too many things happening at once.

“Ina, help me!“ she yelped. Luna galloped away from the game. Simply put, it was fun until it wasn’t. Ina then came in to help Luna out. She kept in a laugh; to her, the game was still in its easy stages.

Ina stared at the screen, enraptured by the game as she had actually accumulated a relatively high score after taking over for Luna.

But it soon came crashing down. And again, like clockwork, Ina let out a howl. This time however, she learned her lesson. That machine was in fact stronger and sturdier than her foot. And instead, she kicked out to the side. Except this time, Luna was standing there. 

“OWW!!!”

“Oh crap.”

It was a bittersweet disaster in slow motion. Luna was falling to the ground in pain, and at the last second, Ina swooped her from near collapse and held her in her arms. The pair stared at each other for only a couple of seconds, but to them both, it felt almost like a lifetime. Luna got lost in Ina’s eyes; they were so profound and full of affection. Finally, Ina cleared her throat. Luna sat up straight as Ina let her out of her arms.

“Are you okay?” Ina asked. She felt really bad for kicking Luna. Even if it wasn’t exactly a hard kick, she’d still hurt her. To Ina’s surprise, Luna was laughing on the side. 

“Why are you laughing? I just kicked you!” Ina smiled. “The whole situation! You know, you’re such a ner- never mind,” Luna retracted. “I’m such a what!” Ina demanded. “When I passed by the arcade, all I could think was...arcade goers are nerds!” Luna laughed again.

Ina was slightly annoyed by her statement, and grumbled slightly. Then a small smile played at her lips. “If arcade goers are nerds, then why are you still in here,” Ina retorted. Luna pouted a little. “I guess...maybe, possibly, I might be a nerd,” Luna admitted. “I know,” Ina smirked. “Stop smirking like that! You’re such a nerd too!” Luna proclaimed. Ina sighed, but she knew it was true.

Ina was the first to get up. She reached out to Luna and helped her up. Luna scanned the arcade to see if there was anything she wanted to play. Then she saw it. In the corner, there was a small photo booth.

“Ina! Come on,“ Luna pleaded. Ina had no idea where she was being led to, but she took Luna’s hand. At first she was disappointed that it was a photo booth and not an arcade game, but she then realized how much fun photo booths actually were. All the different effects, all the crazy backgrounds, all the face filters... Ina smiled a little and proceeded to head inside the booth with Luna. 

~

“Okay, here’s how we’re gonna do it,“ Luna stated. “First one is serious. Second one we’re trying one of those filters. Third one is funny. Fourth one...let’s just play it by ear.“

The first picture was like a mugshot of two people. Ina laughed at its hilarity as she searched for a filter to put. She found one with dog ears and a snout and thought it was appropriate. The second picture came out how middle schoolers would take pictures with their friends using Snapchat filters. 

At this point, Ina was running out of ideas for pictures. At times, she was far from a creative soul. And for the third picture, she went with the classic bunny ears behind Luna’s head. Luna doubled over, laughing. She could barely make out the words “Really Ina? Bunny ears?” through her laughter. 

Finally, her laughter ceased, much to Ina’s relief. And neither had an idea what to do for the final picture. 3...2...

In a panic, Luna put her head on Ina’s shoulders. For a moment, Ina tensed up. But then she leaned into Luna’s touch and put an arm around her. This was by far the best picture. Both women had big smiles on their faces as they cuddled next to each other. 

Even after the photo was taken, the two lingered on each other. If it weren’t for the startling sound of the machine printing out the four photos, who knows how long the two could’ve stayed in that position. Finally, they pulled away from each other as Ina reached for the two sets of copies of the photos. She handed one to Luna, and both women smiled as they looked upon the reel. 

“Can I admit something?” Ina asked. “Of course,“ Luna replied. “Remember when you saw me through the window?” Ina recalled. “Well, how could I forget, you were so mad you lost.” “I admit, I am very competitive. But I only lost because well, I was distracted,” Ina smiled sheepishly. “How so?” Luna inquired. 

“I saw from the corner of my eye a pretty lady. I was distracted. By you.” 

#queen b #choices #ina x mc #ina kingsley #luna garcia

[roninhunt0987]

Sushi Time Night

Sushi Time Night

By: Roninhunt0987

X3 an idea Nekorockstarninja told me on,.. X3 the premise is that Suzuki takes everyone out to a sushi place that she knows of with a small prize contest if ya eat 5 plates of sushi ya get a small prize... Suzuki once attempted to do it on her but couldn't it but this time she brought back up which happens to be the ragtag Cast members of mine that will be aiding Suzuki to get what she needs... XD hilarity will ensue

Characters(C)belongs to their rightful owners

-that night in town-

Suzuki: -opens the doors to the Sushi place as she heads inside with the others- ^^ this is the Sushi place I spoke of... ^^; where I ate like 40 plates of Sushi and got some small prizes out of it... I tried to do it alone but couldn't do it... ^^ so yea Merrick: hehe -sniffs the air of the place- ^^ heh reminds me the time when I was a lil kid Espio's uncle Seraph brought my siblings and I with Espio to a Sushi place similar to this one

Espio: heh... brings back memories doesn't it?? Merrick: it really does

Espio: to this very day I still miss my uncle but he did raise ya well

Suzuki: wait wha

Jared: when Merrick's village got attacked Uncle Yamato told them to find a person named Seraph who happens to be Espio's uncle... Both Merrick and Espio grew up as kids so they're pretty close

Suzuki: oh wow I had no idea

Espio: now ya know Suzuki

Merrick: soon after Espio's uncle passed we split ways on our own.. we didn't get back together until the meterex war happened and worked together with tails and the others on the war effort I was just glad to See Espio again but hanging with Vector and Charmy,, ^^; dunno how he ended up with them but they're an okay sort when I met them I was quite unsure at the time but sometime after the war I accepted them as friends... any friend of Espio is my friend those were my words when I accepted them... ^^; well as for Espio paying rent I usually see him at the door delivering pizza...

Espio: uhm.... ya back when... uhhh Tails broke his arm and leg at the time when Miss Marine was around at the time... I wonder whatever happened to that girl?? Shadow: heh... who knows Marine The Raccoon: O.o there was a girl after my name

Tails: mmhmm when I had that extreme gear mishap I got badly injured both of em got me home and had me patched up

Espio: she was the one who greeted me at the door at the time when I delivered the pizza... told her why that I had to pay rent because Vector kept going broke

Merrick: this was way before I got my cybernetic enhancements at the time btw

Waitress: -sees Suzuki is here again and sees the big crowd thats with her- O.o oh wow I never knew I am seeing this the ragtag band of the Katos and Prowers and also others also... uhh follow me to the big room for a huge crowd and we'll be with ya shortly

Suzuki: alrighty

Roberto: -walks on over as he also owns this sushi place also- ahhh.. Merrick good to see you again -insert borderlands 3 character introduction of his full name which is Roberto Jaime Scott: Martial Artist, Bodyguard of Yuri Niko and Japanese Restaurant related business man-

Merrick: ahh Roberto didn't know ya own this sushi place also besides the main ones

Roberto: mmhmm I might say Suzuki really loves this place specially the idea that every 5 plates of sushi ya get a small prize and seems like she wants to get more prizes and for y'all to have a chance also Jared: thats why were here Roberto

Connor The Wolf: -walks on in- Oh hey Dad -insert borderlands 3 character introduction of his name Connor the Wolf: adopted son of merrick and Kimiko, Bodyguard of Yuri Niko, Warrior, Marksman, Mage and with a heart of gold- What ya guys doing here??

Merrick: wondering the same thing kiddo

Shiro The Floofyshark: I can answer that -insert borderlands 3 introduction of his name Shiro The Floofyshark: main bodyguard of Yuri Niko, second husband of Yuri Niko and boss of Roberto and Connor- remember that chat I had with ya sir?? if ya remember ya Son and his friend Roberto have now officially been sworn in as Yuri Niko's bodyguards

Misha: wait.. if ya here... ^^ that also means Yuri and Her family is here

Shiro The Floofyshark: ^^ correct Misha she is in the same room that ya guys are heading into

Misha: X3 awesome

Suzuki: wait hold up whos Yuri Niko Misha: X3 one of my best friends and also neighborhood hehe Claretta will be glad to see me too

Suzuki: wait oh so thats who it was thats outside a lot with a cute unique colored Eevee and another floofyshark enjoying the summer weather each time I come by to visit

Misha: ^^ get this Yuri is a J-pop singer and I know how ya love J-pop Suzuki

Suzuki: ^^ awesome can't wait to meet her

-in the big room- Claretta Niko: -at the table and ears perks up as she is wearing her eevee hoodie and sees Misha- OwO

Yuri Niko: hu?? ^^ Misha whatcha doin here??? Misha: ^^ got invited by my friend suzuki

Claretta Niko: -runs to misha and hugs her and sees Suzuki and gets shy as she gets behind Misha-

Suzuki: ^^ hey its alright I don't bite

Misha: -does sign language with her to let her know Suzuki is a friend of hers-

Claretta Niko: -nods yes and does sign language of saying okay-

Suzuki: -watches carefully-

Mikey: .w. uhhh whats she doing

Raph: sigh... its called Sign language ya idiot

Suzuki: ohhh... Born deaf or born mute??

Misha: ^^ born mute... O.o she also has Autism/ADD and has panic attacks hence she has her eevee a lot... her Eevee is her service pokemon... ^^ its a special program for the disabled to have pokemon with them as their service pet... kinda like the service animals ya see around new york so yea

Suzuki: wow -smiles cutely and giggles- ^^ love ya eevee hoodie

Claretta Niko: -does sign language of saying thank you- ^^

Misha: ^^ she says thank you

Suzuki: ^^ your welcome

Yuri Niko: -walks on over- ^^ so ya must be Suzuki Misha told me a lot about ya and also into J-pop

Suzuki: ^^ hehe guilty as charged nice to meet ya

Yuri Niko: ^^ likewise

-as they got to the table-

Jessica Niko: ^^ so ya must be Suzuki I heard so much about.. ^^ my names Jessica Niko and this is my husband Raymond Niko.. Ray for short... ^^ we own a coffee shop in town... Misha is one of locals that comes by same goes with Misha The Coyote

Raymond Niko: ^^ well met

Jessica Niko: ^^ I see ya met Claretta already... over there is my son Harvey -mumbles to Suzuki so that Harvey won't hear- just be careful around him he has a bad habit of raiding girls undergarments and such don't worry his siblings always get to him on that

Suzuki: oof noted but don't worry my brothers will help

Yuri Niko: brothers???

Mikey: ^^ sup

Yuri Niko: O.o oh wow is that-

Misha: ^^ yup Suzuki's brothers is the TMNT... Janic was the first to meet them and we later on met them... ^^ the orange mask there is Mikey, the red mask is Raph

Yuri Niko: XD the hothead of the bunch

Raph: .w. ya she ain't kidding on that one

Yuri Niko: and the blue mask there is Leo which is the leader and the one in purple is the brainaic of the bunch Donnie

Leo: heh good guess

Donnie: ^^ yup brains of the bunch

Gen'ichi: names Gen'ichi, this is my wife Ninjara

Ninjara: -bows- hello

Yuri Niko: ohh the one Raph used to hang with

Raph: -blushes- uhhh ya

Ninjara: ^^ ya correct on that one

Gen'ichi: kids front in center

Ran, Rei, Reiko, Rika, Miwa, Nori, Gen'ichi Jr and Lil Geni: -lines up sideways-

Ninjara: ^^ thats Ran, Rei, Reiko, Rika, Miwa, Nori, Gen'ichi jr and Lil Geni

Ran: ^^ Hoi

Rei: X3 heya

Reiko: ^^ hi

Rika: X3 heya

Miwa: ^^ hoi

Nori: ^^ heya

Gen'ichi Jr: ^^ hi hi

Lil Geni: ^^ hoi -sticks out her tongue cutely like a small blep while she is holding Suzuki's old plush-

Yuri Niko: ^^ so cute

Harvey Niko: ^^ hi my names Harvey Niko and-

Yuri Niko: .w. don't even try to ask her about that knucklehead ya know we get on ya behind on that right?? Harvey Niko: .w. darn it

Keira Niko: -rolls eyes- oi... ^^ hi my names Keira good to meet ya

Hayato Niko: my names Hayato well met

Ryu Niko: my name is Ryu Niko I'm Jessica's older brother heh and also Yuri and her siblings uncle ya probably can tell we have a japanese background

Suzuki: ^^ I can tell hehe

Yuri Niko: ^^ I see ya already met Shiro, Connor and Roberto who are my bodyguards when I go on tour for my J-pop... ^^ also for a fact Connor and Roberto recently got sworn in as bodyguards to help Shiro out

Laurence: ^^ my names Laurence i'm Yuri's husband and this kiddo of mine is Zoey

Zoey Niko: hi

Suzuki: ^^ so cute

Waitresses: -gets green tea for everyone and such-

Waiters: -got everyones sushi plates for everyone to choose from-

Roberto: ^^ hehe the key of this if ya finish 5 plates of sushi ya get a small prize so enjoy

Honey The Rat/Zebra: hehe awesome -proceeds to use her chopsticks and such as she uses the Wasabi on her sushi and eats it and etc as she has extreme high tolerence from eating anything spice as she is immune to any spicy kick-

Mikey: O_O wha how... Wasabi supposed to light ya mouth on fire its called spicy mustard for a reason

Shadow: .w. mikey.... that because she has a unique extreme high tolerance to anything spice

Mikey: No way

Amber: ^^ way hehe

Mikey: .w.;;;; -thinking of a crazy idea-

Raph: .w. Mikey what are ya planning

Mikey: oh nothing just want to attempt something

Raph: .w. ya know any idea ya think of doing usually backfires in some bad way ya know that

Suzuki: .w. Raph whats mikey planning

Raph: .w. who knows... he's probably gonna attempt to eat a whole mouthful of wasabi

Mikey: :3

Raph: O_o oh no... he is isn't he

Mikey: -attempts it as he gets a mouthful of Wasabi in his mouth and swallows-

Raph, Suzuki, Leo and Donnie: .w. 3, 2, 1

Mikey: -randomly screams- AHHHHHHHHH!!! -runs around like an idiot as he flails his arms anime style in panic- AHHHHHHHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH OMG AHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Everyone: -facepalms-

Yuri Niko: don't tell me this is one of his dumb moments isn't it

Everyone: -in unison- Yes

Ran, Rei, Reiko, Rika, Miwa, Nori, Gen'ichi Jr and Lil Geni: -laughing at their uncle mikey as this was a funny moment and such-

Suzuki: ugh Mikey drink this

Mikey: -drinks it- uggh what is this...

Suzuki: its green tea it-

Mikey: oh hey my mouth is not on fire anymore

Suzuki: .w. exactly it helps with defusing the burns of the wasabi

Mikey: .w. ohhh

Suzuki: -looks to Ran, Rei, Reiko, Rika, Miwa, Nori, Gen'ichi Jr and Lil Geni- ^^ remember not to do that or in this case don't pull an Uncle Mikey moment

Mikey: >< HEY!!! Ran, Rei, Reiko, Rika, Miwa, Nori, Gen'ichi Jr and Lil Geni: -laughs-

Mikey: -chuckles- ya okay that was on me honestly

Raph: -gibbs slaps Mikey for it- .w. ya think Genius its no wonder ya being called a knucklehead at times

Shadow: .w. ya mean like knuckles

Knuckles: HEY WHAT THE HECK THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!!!

Tails: .w. uhm Knuckles remember that time ya got tricked for the first time by eggman when he yoinked the master emerald from ya when Sonic and I met ya the first time

Sonic: .w. ya dude ya even suckerpunched me while I was in super form

Knuckles: .w. sigh okay okay ya have a fair point there

Sonic: mmmhmm -drinks a lil bit of his Green tea-

Tails: -eating his sushi-

The others: -same-

-45 minutes later-

Everyone: -each got a prize thats given to Suzuki as for helping her out and such-

Roberto: ^^ well I do have to admit that was a wise decision to bring friends and family with ya to help eating the sushi and the prizes needed so when in doubt always have family and friends to help instead of taking it on alone

Suzuki: ^^ heh thanks

Merrick: ^^ the usual account that I usually pay for here Roberto and congrats to joining in helping Shiro with the bodyguard detail and uhh also my boy good on you of joining with Shiro on that detail also... ^^ so ya can get out more and such whenever Yuri goes on tour

Connor The Wolf: heh... thanks dad

Merrick: ^^ keep in mind when Yuri's band is in town expect us to be there so we can listen and watch

Yuri Niko: ^^ hehe count on it ya son will do a great job I just know he will

Merrick: ^^ of course and make sure he stays out of trouble also and make sure to have a calm mind and such... ^^; the boy has ADHD and Autism go figure

Connor The Wolf: ^^; ya pops has a point on that Yuri heh but don't worry Roberto will make sure I am kept in check hehe and Shiro also

Shiro The Floofyshark: heh ya damn right i'll make sure to do that

Roberto: indeed

Misha: ^^ so when ya tour

Yuri Niko: ^^ sometime around august or so however I do plan on coming here in town around october as the final spot before I go on break from my tour run so basically Megaville city is the final destination of my Tour around October and well... ^^ its gonna be on Your Birthday Misha

Misha: X3 Awesome I can't wait hehe

Yuri Niko: ^^ hehe yup

Shiro: -looks to Roberto and Connor- that means you two we got few weeks until august starts up... when August 1st starts up you two better be ready and also in gear got it.. our job is to make sure no one makes a move on Yuri or well in this case some random jackass decides to flirt on her... use of force is needed if the said person doesn't cooperate

Yuri Niko: .w. oh in this case if SP Vector decides to butt and such use of force is basically immediate

Roberto: ugggh ya mean the same jackass I had to ban last week from this establishment along with the other japanese places I own and etc

Connor The Wolf: =w= and the same numbskull who blew up my damn truck that my adopted parents got for me when I first got adopted

Yuri Niko: yup the very same cheap knock off of Vector who is also his sonic paradox counterpart if ya watched the sonic shorts collab series

Roberto: ohhh looking forward to it good thing I been practicing some new martial arts moves I can use on him

Connor The Wolf: and also the new Blade that Gladio gave me when he first fought against Giglamesh and passed it on to me since he wishes to keep using one of his older blades and such

Jared: wait what

Squall: gigalmesh... yes I know the guy when Odin went down he came into the picture and resumed doing Odin's job didn't know his name at the time but he seems to be obsessed with a certain sword... I think it was the Excalibur or somethin he didn't say

Cloud: wait Gladio fought him

Gladio: yup and also his pet also... seems the big guy really loves to fight on bridges

Jared: according to legend its considered tradition for him... huhn that explains why when I dueled Stupid Mario at the time thats also a bridge over some lava and etc

Merrick: and its also a wonder why we sometimes tell ya it was from too much video games that has him in it

Jared: .w. ya that explains it

Jennifer The Fox: -close to Yuri as she misses her parents as this was the go to place when she was a lil kid as her parents and herself went here a lot-

Yuri Niko: whats wrong??

Jennifer The Fox: I remember my parents and I went here in this very area

Roberto: ahhh I thought I recognize ya... my grandfather knew ya parents and you at the time... its a shame they been killed by a drive by shooter

Jennifer The Fox: uhm about that... he's already dead.. ^^ Misha took him out

Misha: .w. turned out it was the jackhole who participated the fall of my family's clan go figure

Roberto: ahh I thought so hence reason the streets near the coffee shop is quiet a lot now and also explains why my grandfather placed a memoriam shrine to honor them as their best customers...

Jennifer The Fox: is he still around

Roberto: ^^ as a matter of fact he is yes he's the one who got me to be who I am today on as I took of his job as he is retired now and still strong as an ox

Jennifer: ^^ can ya tell him I said hello and well... also thank you for doing the memorium shrines for them...

Roberto: ^^ i'll make sure to do that count on it

Suzuki: one more thing whos is gonna maintain the restaurants while ya away on bodyguard duty

Eos The Floofyshark: ^^ I can answer that... ^^ you see two metabots requested by Roberto will take over for a bit until october who also happens to make sure Claretta remains calm as those two happens to be her Metabots to protect her while Yuri is away

Roberto: ^^ yes that would be Foxsword and Foxuno they seem to have a nack of maintaining stuff besides what they do a lot at a delay basis they're gonna start doing my tasks sometime when Yuri begins her tour run and don't worry I already told Gramps on that detail already as he is aware that I am a sworn in Bodyguard for Yuri Niko during her tour he is actually proud of me after I told him

Eos The Floofyshark: ^^ mmhmm

Suzuki: ^^ good to know

Eos The Floofyshark: .w. they'll also make sure that SP Vector don't enter the building as they will use force if needed as a last resort

Roberto: oh ya and my grandfather knows about it too

Suzuki: thats good

Roberto: indeed

SP vector: -breaks through wall like the Kool-aid man- OH YA!!!

Roberto: ._.;;;;; SP Vector ya paying for the damage for that

SP Vector: .w. or else what

Shiro: .w. -gets out his desert eagle and shoots SP Vector in the balls- BLAM!!! SP Vector: OUGH!!! -on the floor- >< my overies

Claretta Niko: -sighs and does sign language of saying ya don't have any ya dingbat-

SP Vector: .w. what she say?? Raph: -facepalm- She said You don't any ya dingbat... what did ya fail sign language 101 or somethin punk

SP Vector: WHY DON'T YA SAY THAT TO MY FACE HOTSHOT!!! Raph: =w= oh its on...

Frenchie: 1 hour of pain later

SP Vector: -broken teeth and etc and in a dentist office- uggggh

TF2 Medic: :3 Next

SP Vector: AHHHHHHHHHH!!! -crashes through wall as he runs away-

TF2 Medic: -scratches the back of his head in confusion on why he did that and shrugs and calls the next patient in-

Scene: -does a smart fart noise of blacking out-

TFS Nappa: .w. the end

-XD END XD-

-RH0987 PRODUCTIONS 2021-

@otakuneko-lotus XD enjoy neko

[drethanramslay]

i would like to request 18 & 56 for ian x mc if you wanna write it🥺👉🏼👈🏼

Thanks for the ask @raleigheffingcarrera ❤️❤️

You can find the prompt list here.

#18- “Do you own anything that isn’t a woollen jumper?”

#56-“I don’t think i’ve ever see you without a book in your hand…”

Word count: 2.1 K (fuck that is longer that I thought it would be)

Author's note: okay so this is my first time writing Ian X mc and I hope it lives up to your expectations 😅

And also I have changed the MC's character a little because let's agree.. um qb MC is creepy🤢

Forgive me if I make any mistakes and I hope you like it ❤️

Falling like the stars

Bianca sat on one of the tables in the almost empty quad, studying. Sure, she was part of 'the Elite' and climbing the popularity charts but being a straight A student for most of her academic career would never remove the nerd in her.

Fall was around the corner, so the trees were a burst of red, orange and green. The leaves rustled with the wind and the setting sun casted long shadows on the ground. The birds chirped and the sky was a hue of reds and pinks, making the entire place look so serene.

There used to have such pretty sunsets back home. Bianca thought, swimming in nostalgia.

Shaking her head, she dived back into her notes, several books open around her as she resumed writing.

It went on like that for an hour before she heard laughter and chatter from the other end of the quad. Students filed out of the anthropology class.

Must be the class which Ian set up for the people who failed the mock test. Bianca mused to herself.

As the students poured out, her eyes kept on flitting to the entrance, waiting for him to come out.

God, just how whipped are you?

Whenever she thought about her past interactions with Ian, she would mentally face palm.

She wanted to bang her head at how cringy and dumb she acted around him. She wanted to be smooth, but she would come across as a creep. She wanted to come across as understanding, but she would come across as pressurising. She wanted to come across as caring, but she ended up being overbearing.

Ian was such a sweetheart that he would brush of the comments but seeing the discomfort in his eyes made her want to curl up into a ball and die.

She just couldn't understand how she manage to fuck up everytime. Sure she was good at flirting with both guys and girls but, that was just mindless fun. Just a mutual exchange.

But with Ian, it was different. Ian was not the kind of guy you could just add to a list of hook ups. He was the kind of guy you could have long conversations and not get bored. He is the kind of guy who would listen to your problems and guide you. He is the kind of guy you could call at 3 am and he would come over to be by your side as you cry.

He is the kind of guy you could fall in love with.

And those guys were dangerous. If you fell for him, your life would never be the same, take it however you want.

Yet... She found herself doing the exact opposite of what she promised herself to not do.

Fall for her anthropology professor.

She saw Ian exit the classroom, his laptop in hand. She observed his outfit and it was the usual he wore. Tie, woollen jumper (for it was chilly), formal pants and brown Oxfords.

Does he own anything that isn't a woollen jumper?

She saw him talk to a couple of students before bidding them good night.

Look away Hughes. Look away before-

His eyes snapped to hers, as if he had an inbuilt radar.

-he sees you.

Blushing and caught in the act, she raised her hand and sent a small wave. He gave a grin and started walking towards her.

Shit shit shit. He is coming here what do I do?

Be yourself. He inner voice said, which sounded eerily like Zoey's.

Be myself? What kind of dumb advice is that.

She looked down at her notes, her voluminous curls covering her face praying to God, that she doesn't fuck up this time.

"In the entirety of this week, I don't think I've seen you without a book in your hand..." Ian spoke up, an amused grin on his face.

Twirling her pen she spoke. "Well there is a saying- No matter what clothes you wear, you can't shake out the nerd in you."

"Let me guess, its a quote which you came up on the spot."

Shooting an embarassing grim she spoke. "Guilty as charged. There is a reason I'm not majoring in Lit."

They both chuckled. Cupping her face in her hand she said, "You look awfully cheery today."

"Obviously, it's the weekend and I'm not going to have to deal with students and faculty for 48 hours."

Giving her books a stink eye she sighed. "I wish I could get out. I'm just so done with everyone."

"Why is that? Aren't you like Miss Popular now? Where are your friends?"

"They aren't-" stopping abruptly she sighed and played with her hands on the table.

Ian reached and squeezed one of her hands which had her looking up to see kind dark eyes stare back at her. "Something's bothering you. Do you wanna talk about it? I'm a good listener."

Her heart leaped but her notes glared back at her. "I would love to but I have to study."

"Yeah, I know that. But I also know that you should not burn yourself out. When was the last break you took? Or the last time you are?"

Silence.

"Well that answers my concerns. C'mon I know this food truck with delicious giant burritos."

Closing her book shuts and placing her pens into her pouch she stood up and stretched. Ian's eyes narrowed on to the exposed skin of her torso.

Ian, calm down. Don't stare at her like you want to fuck her. She is your student and you are the professor. He chanted to himself before helping her close her books.

Placing the books in her satchel, she threw the strap over her shoulder. "Okay. I won't turn down a giant burrito. But we will need to come back in an hour and half."

"Deal."

"This guy is a culinary genius. I used to come here to eat when I first shifted to NYC. They are so big-"

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"Oh god this smells sooo good." Bianca said as they stood in line for the food truck.

"That's what she said." Bianca snickered to which Ian gave an unamused expression.

She shrugged and gave an unbiased grin. "What? I saw the opportunity and I just couldn't let it slide."

"I swear you need Jesus." Ian muttered under his breath before stepping forward to place their order.

"Here, let me pay-" Bianca said as she reached for her purse but, was stopped by Ian grasping her wrist and shaking his head.

"It's my 'good luck for your exams' treat for you."

Bianca looked down, a shy smiling on her face.

Why do I get so flustered around him?

Taking their food, they walked further into the park and sat on a bench facing a small pond.

Unwrapping her burrito eagerly, she took a big bite and groaned as the spicy flavours burst into her mouth. "This is sho goofff." She said with her mouth full.

"Told you it would be worth it. " Ian said as he took a sip of his coke.

Gulping she smiled. "Never doubted you for a second."

"Wait you have something...here." Ian reached forward to wipe the sauce at the edge of her mouth with his thumb which left an onslaught of butterflies in her tummy.

Thank god it's dark and he can't see my cheeks.

They continued to eat in a comfortable silence before Ian spoke up. "So, are you ready to tell me what's bothering you?"

Swallowing her bite, she sighed. "It's just... I'm exhausted."

"Is it about your exams?"

"Nope. I love studying as dorky as it sounds. It's my only escape. But... I'm tired of everything else, y'know?"

"Is it about 'the T'? Poppy? The popularity hierarchy here?"

She scoffed as she agressively took a bite of her burrito. "Try all of the above."

Turning towards him, she spoke, her forehead furrowed with annoyance. "Do you how shitty this entire charade is? It feels like I'm in the fuckin Hunger games over here. I never gave a damn about how popular I am or how feminine I need to look or what kind of threads I need to wear to impress people. I am a 'band tee, shirts and Vans' kinda girl but here I am wearing-" she pointed at her black woollen turtle neck, her pleated skirt and knee length boots "- THIS! My mom would be shocked that I actually am wearing a skirt."

"I think you look beautiful." The compliment slipped out of his mouth without him even realizing.

His eyes widened after a moment. "I-" he began but he was stopped short by Bianca shaking her head and squeezing his arm in gratitude.

"Thank you Ian. But coming back to the topic, this is straight something out of mean girls and it's so unnatural. Hell, in my previous college everyone was too stressed and depressed to bother about this... This popularity contest!"

"Yep. That's Belvoire for you. Where the rich will trample over the poor." Sarcasm dripping off his lips which had Bianca chuckling.

Raising their coke bottles they clinged to each others. "I will drink to that."

Taking a sip, they both gazed at the water. The night sky reflected in it which made the entire place look magical. After sometime, Bianca spoke up. "I am not liking how it's changing me."

Ian turned towards her, their knees brushing against each other. Ian exercised his absolute control and willpower to not look down at the expanse of her legs.

"Care to elaborate?"

Letting out a humourless laugh she continued. "When I was accepted to Belvoire, I thought it would open up so many new opportunities. The exposure and knowledge would help me sharpen my skills. The various job offers and the placement deals... The list could go on and on."

Looking down at her almost finsihed burrito, she sighed. "But it's just opened up doors to manipulation, deceit and savageness."

Sighing, Ian gazed into the distance. "Well that is the funny thing about these elite schools. They promise you dreams but tell you you aren't good enough the moment you enter. They promise you hope that life will turn around but tell you that you are destined to your old ways. At the end of this torment, you are so way off from your morals. It's a paradox which I hate."

"Exactly!! And see, I'm assertive, I don't take shit from anyone and I won't hesitate to give it back to a bully. But, that became an invitation for people to see me as someone who would dethrone Poppy. It's tremendous pressure and Zoey has taken up the job of being some, marketing manager, trying to sell this brand called 'Bianca Hughes'. I love that girl but damn... I didn't sign up for this."

Ian wiped his mouth before continuing. "Sorry if this come across as crass, but I have noticed how you bask in the constant fawning and how most of the campus is head over heels in love."

"Well, I also have years of drama classes under the belt. It's all an act Ian. I am in this constant state of turned on and I am not able to turn it off."

Ian eyes bugged out and Bianca turned red after she realized what she said. "I didn't mean it in the sex way I meant it- argh!" She smacked her hand on her forehead.

Chuckling Ian squeezed her shoulder. "No I get it. You have been putting up a facade of someone you aren't and that would, of course be tiring. Years of staying here in the Big Apple and till this day, I wonder how far have I gone from the wide eyed boy who grew up in the suburbs. Would he be proud of what I have accomplished? Or be ashamed of how I have deviated from my morals?"

She shot a smile his way. "Well I think he would be proud. Despite how much the people around here drag you down, you are one of the most genuine people I have come across in this jungle filled with snakes. It feels nice that I have someone I can talk to about mundane problems without being judged, y'know?"

Ian smiled back at her and squeezed her hand. "Me too. I care about you and I am always here to listen to your problems and guide you. You are unique and don't let this entire ordeal take that away from you."

"Thank you Ian. I really appreciate it."

They got and threw the trash into the adjacent garbage as they started heading back for campus.

"Ian?"

"Yeah Bianca?" Ian turned towards her, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"I'm sorry if I come to hard on you. I don't do it on purpose, I swear! It's just - oof all my words get muddled up due to my feelings and I end up embarassing myself and making you uncomfortable."

He chuckled as he tucked her hair behind her ear, his gaze flitting to her brown orbs. "It's okay Bianca. People do crazy things when they have crush-itis."

"Lemme guess, you came up with that disease right now."

"Just like you did with that quote. Remind me again, what was it? No matter what clothes-"

She cut him off by lightly shoving him "Shut up." But he just continued laughing.

"You are annoying." She grumbled.

"But you still like me." He said as he nudged her shoulder.

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[Blaseball, Jolene Willowtree/Zoey Kirchner, Bottles Suljak/Lady Mastuyama, G, 1.6k words]

Jolene ran pitching practice.

That was a thing she did now, apparently.

It used to be Zoey's thing. Before it was a team thing, it was a Zoey thing; Jolene would come out here sometimes, early, to watch the sun rise over the Pillars, and would find Zoey diligently plugging away. It became a habit for the two of them, and then eventually the whole rotation. Mindy would bring breakfast. It was nice.

That season was so stressful - they all felt the pressure. The fans' hopes and expectations - not to mention the team's - laid squarely on their shoulders. They leaned on each other. They became a unit, the four of them, inseparable.

Well. Apparently not so inseparable.

Jolene ran pitching practice. With Zoey gone, somebody had to.

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[read on ao3]

"That's not funny, Kirchner."

Jolene continued putting her practice gear away, keeping her eyes resolutely on the back of her locker.

"That's because it's not a joke, Willowtree."

There was a light mocking tone to Zoey's voice, like when she was playing up her rivalry with Lady. Normally, Jolene found the heel act endearing. But this wasn't funny. And there was something else, under the edge, that had Jolene twisting her glove in her hand.

She tossed the glove into her locker and slammed it shut. "You're not leaving," she said decisively.

"Oh, well if it's that easy." Jolene could hear her rolling her eyes.

She refused to look at her. If she looked at her, she would have to acknowledge what she was saying. Instead, her hand closed hard on the handle of her locker and squeezed until it shook.

Behind her, Zoey sighed. There was a rustling sound, and then soft footsteps, and Jolene squeezed her eyes shut against the temptation to turn around and face her. Don't look. As long as she doesn't look, it isn't real. Zoey will stay right there, close enough to feel.

"Jolene…" Zoey was close enough that her exhale brushed against the back of Jolene's neck. All the sharpness was gone from her voice. She sounded as hollow as Jolene felt.

"You can't leave," Jolene ground out.

Zoey's hand landed lightly on her shoulder, and trailed down her tense, trembling arm to her hand clenched on the locker. Slowly, in increments, Jolene allowed her grip to relax. Zoey slid her hand in its place and gently, inexorable, pulled Jolene around to face her.

Zoey's face banished any remaining shreds of doubt that this was really happening. She was smiling at Jolene with open heartbreak in her eyes.

"What are we gonna do without you?" Jolene asked, clutching Zoey's hand like she could keep her in the Core with the force of her grip alone.

"You'll be fine," Zoey said, with forced lightness. "You don't need me."

Categorically untrue, and they all knew it. And also, for Jolene, for this moment, entirely besides the point.

"What am I gonna do?"

"Jo…" Zoey lifted her free hand and laid it along the rough bark of Jolene's cheek. Zoey smiled and cocked her head in an obvious attempt at levity. "I'm going to Dallas, not Mars. We'll still see each other. I'll even play at the Pillars." The corner of her lips quirked upwards. "You'll finally get the chance to show me up, Willowtree. You're the new star pitcher of the Core Mechanics. You'll have to bring your A-game to beat the Steaks. I hear they have a great new pitcher coming in."

"I hate you," Jolene said with feeling, and threw her arms around Zoey to hold her close.

Zoey abandoned all pretense and clutched her back just as tightly.

"Yeah," she mumbled into Jolene's hair. "I'm gonna miss you, too."

--

The Mechanics were in shambles.

Losing Zoey they might have survived. Maybe. Mindy, Shirai, and Jolene were all great pitchers in their own right. And if PolkaDot Patterson had shown up at the Core like they'd expected, they might have been okay.

Instead, they had Alto, who just seemed lost more than anything, and uncomfortable at best with a glove on her hand.

And then a Reverb wave swept Mindy out to the lineup and left poor Bottles stranded with a ball in hand and absolutely no idea what to do with it. (And left Jolene holding on to Shirai's wrist in the dugout like she actually had the power to keep her there.)

And then. The Feedback.

Losing Zoey was a huge blow to the team. Losing Lady, in the same season, while the wound was still raw, felt like something they'd never recover from.

Not that they had a choice. Blaseball didn't stop no matter how desperately they might want a second just to breathe and take stock.

Besides, they were the Core Mechanics. They would fix this.

This, it turns out, was much more manageable the narrower you kept your focus. So Jolene left Adelaide to pick up the pieces of the lineup, and started running pitching practice.

--

Jolene didn't mean to watch them. It was clearly a private moment she'd stumbled in on, but the locker room had emptied out except for Lady and Bottles while she was in the supply closet, and now the only way to leave was to interrupt them and somehow that seemed worse. So instead she stood in silence by the cracked door and tried not to listen in.

"Anything could happen, Lady," came Bottles's low, clear tone anyways.

"Anything could always happen, darling," Lady replied lightly. "What's the point in worrying?"

"It's not about worrying," said Bottles, slow and methodical. "It's about promising."

There was a long quiet moment, and despite herself Jolene peeked. Seeing Bottles slowly sinking to one knee beside Lady's chair, she quickly pulled away and pressed herself against the wall.

"Whatever happens to us," Bottles continued. "Wherever this life takes us. I want you to have this. Wear it, and carry my heart with you."

"Nobody would ever guess you were such a bleeding heart, my love," Lady said, her voice overflowing with affection.

"Lady."

"I'll wear it always, darling. Naturally."

Jolene pressed her hands to her ears and drowned out the rest of the conversation with wishing that she'd thought to do the same.

--

"Yes, that's good," Jolene said, blatantly lying.

Alto was not good. But she was also clearly frustrated with her own inabilities, and equally clearly not improving.

"It's not," she snapped, balling her hands into fists. After a second, her shoulders slumped. "Sorry," she mumbled.

"It's fine," Jolene said automatically. She held in a sigh and laid a hand on Alto's shoulder in an awkward attempt to be supportive. "Why don't we take a break?"

"... Yeah, okay." Alto dropped her glove and trudged over to the lunch table.

Mindy had come by on her way to her own practice with huge trays of pasta. Jolene was not one for outward displays of emotion; she was much more likely to shut down under stress. But she'd been this close to crying at the sight of her.

Maybe Mindy would know how to… nurture Alto. But she had her hands full just adjusting to being a batter. It was more than enough that she was still coming by to feed them.

At least this part was something Jolene was confident Zoey would be just as lost on as she was.

Jolene left Alto to serve herself some pasta and try to unwind by herself, and went over to stand by Bottles, who was methodically twisting Mindy's latest escher-like pasta creation into new and exciting shapes, heedless of the sauce getting all over his fingers. Jolene posted up silently beside him, piling her plate with garlic-2 bread. It was her favorite, and Mindy knew it. Jolene pushed down the urge to cry again.

As much as Bottles being swept onto the pitchers' mound was a disaster for the team's performance, Jolene was enjoying spending more time with him. Bottles was easy company; he didn't expect her to say anything, or try to probe how she was feeling about… everything. He was just… quiet. Solid. Exactly what she needed these days.

She offered him a piece of garlic-2 bread. Bottles glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes and took it, setting it down beside his pasta statue. Sitting on his plate, in a puddle of neon yellow pasta sauce, was the shape of an incredibly familiar scorpion tail.

Jolene looked up and saw Bottles watching her. He didn't move, or otherwise react, just held his plate and looked at her, like he was waiting for something. Jolene wondered how often he'd had this conversation with other teammates. She was willing to bet he hated it as much as she did.

"This sucks," she said plainly, and left it at that.

She must have gotten it right, because Bottles cracked a smile. He nodded and bumped his shoulder against Jolene's.

"Yeah. But we're the Core Mechanics," he said, with just enough irony to make it bearable. "We can fix this."

For the first time in weeks, Jolene laughed. "We can start with your pitching," she said.

"Oh, god. I take it back," Bottles said, deadpan. "We're doomed."

Jolene took a bite of her bread and let the familiar taste of garlic-2 warm her. There were a lot of things she could say to Bottles, now that the topic had been broached; We'll get them back, or the perhaps more realistic We'll see them again, but she didn't want to, and frankly she didn't think Bottles wanted to hear it, anyways.

So instead she put her plate down and said, "C'mon, Suljak. Grab your glove. Let's get fixing."

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN:

Zoey caught the elevator doors just before slipping in with a still fuming Harry. When the doors closed and the elevator began its descent, his arms jerked upwards, grabbing into the back of his neck, doubling over as he shouted, “FUCK!”

Zoey jumped, startled, and automatically pulling him up and into a forced hug. She squeezed his torso and felt his arms around her shoulders tighten as he buried his head into her neck, feeling the wetness from his angry tears dampen her shirt. She frowned as she stroked his back, surprised at how upset he was. She didn’t realize he liked her that much. For someone so powerful, Harry seemed so inferior at the moment. It really put into perspective just how normal celebrities were. The elevator door dinged open and Harry straightened up, wiping his tears and looking at Zoey before they stepped out into the empty lobby and headed towards the parking garage.

“Thank God you didn’t bring your motorcycle,” Zoey breathed, stepping up to his car.

Harry let out a chuckle and sniffled, unlocking the car and they both slipped in. They drove for nearly twenty minutes in silence, Zoey not wanting to interrupt the peace to ask where they were heading, when Harry drove into a gated community and up to a large three-story modern house. Her mouth went agape. She had only seen such large houses in movies.

“Is this your house?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he parked the car and got out.

Zoey followed suit as he quickly grabbed his luggage from his trunk and headed up the stairs to the front door where he unlocked and pushed it open. She closed the door behind her and looked around, curiously, at all of the sleek, modern furniture and decor.

“Oh.”

Harry rose an eyebrow, “Oh? You don’t like it?”

She shook her head, “No, it’s just not what I was expecting.”

“And what were you expecting?”

“I don’t know. Something with character. You just seem so different, I expected your house to reflect that, not be like every other house in LA.,” Zoey shrugged.

“Ouch,” Harry clutched his hand to his chest, “I think I’ve gotten hurt enough today, don’t you?”

“Sorry,” Zoey giggled, “It’s still nicer than anything I’ll ever own.”

“Well, truth be told, I’m actually in the process of trying to sell. If you want to see character in a house, you should come to see my home in England.”

Zoey laughed, “Hopefully someday. Now show me your kitchen. I’m starving.”

“It’s this way, but I don’t think I’ll have much. I’ve been on tour, remember?”

She managed to find some in-date waffled in the freezer and made a few for the two of them as well as a cup of coffee and they decided to take it out back to his patio table, enjoying the beautiful sun glistening on the pool. His house was surrounded by tall shrub-like trees for privacy, but you could still make out the city line in the distance. 

Harry seemed rather quiet while Zoey tried to distract him. She wasn’t doing a great job at it as she watched him push his food around with his fork and barely eat. He looked so pathetic, but it was hard for her to feel bad for him. If he saw this coming, like he said he did, then he would have known not to get his hopes up. She didn’t want to have animosity in her friend group. That’s not what she moved out here for. She needed to try and find a way to salvage what had been broken, and she needed to figure out how.

“Are you ready to talk about it?” Zoey asked, putting her fork down and pushing her plate away.

Harry sighed, “I just don’t get why you’re not just as pissed off as me? You were seeing Brett, too.”

She shrugged, “Because, H, Brett wasn’t my boyfriend. I’ve always been very upfront with him about my expectations for our relationship, which was that there was no relationship, it was strictly sex for us. I told him he was free to see whoever he wanted and whenever he wanted. There were no set rules or boundaries as far as who he could pursue. I didn’t expect it to be Rory, but I’m not mad at either of them if that’s what they want.”

He rubbed his face roughly and countered, “But isn’t it weird that your friend is sleeping with someone you slept with?”

Zoey shook her head, “I’m sorry, but no. My loyalty to a person is not defined and regulated by mutual sexual partners. The only thing Rory did wrong here, as far as I’m concerned,  was lie to me last night. And I’ll talk to her about that later. I’m sorry you were hurt by this, but she didn’t cheat. She had no obligation to you. I’m not saying this to hurt you, but she’s right. You waited too long.”

“Is this your ‘I told you so’ moment?” Harry groaned.

Zoey cracked a smile, “Yes. How many times did I tell you to make up your mind and follow your heart?”

“A lot.”

“You were scared, and I get it. But you can’t blame her for that when she gave you ample time to figure it out. You’re just mad that someone else figured out her worth before you did.”

“Jesus, Zo!” Harry wheezed, “Dig the knife in deeper, why don’t you?”

“Well, stop being an idiot and I wouldn’t have to!”

“I know! It just sucks! I finally figure out that I want to try and make things official and then this happens?”

Zoey smirked, quoting Princess Bride, “Who says life is fair? Where is that written?”

He pursed his lips, “Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all,” he quoted and frowned, “I don’t know why I’m so bummed about it. I know that I wasn’t in love with her or anything. I didn’t want to marry her. So why am I so upset?”

“You tell me.”

Harry sat in thought for a moment before looking up at her, biting his lip in concern, “What does this mean between us now? She’s your roommate. She probably hates me now. Does that mean we can’t be friends anymore?”

Zoey laughed, “I’m here, aren’t I?”

“Yeah, but what happens when you go home? Am I going to get ghosted the second I drop you off?”

“Harry, no one can call dibs on me. I met you both at the same time. She might be my roommate, but you’re my best friend.Or...what did you call me the other day? Your soulmate?” Zoey teased, plucking at his shirt.

He swatted him away and finally let out a smile, “I knew I shouldn’t have told you that.”

She continued, “You have nothing to worry about. We’re still friends. But it would make it a hell of a lot easier if you just eased up a bit. I’m not saying you have to be best friends, but it’d be nice if you two could just get along, you know? You’re allowed to feel your feelings, I’m not saying you shouldn’t be upset. But maybe when you’re done feeling your feelings, you could talk to her? Make amends?”

He glowered at her through narrowed eyes and watched as she clasped her hands together, dramatically frowning and mouthing ‘please’ before he rolled his eyes, “Fine, but can it wait until tonight? I just need a little more time to cool off,” he said.

How could he say no to her? As much as he hated to admit it, everything Zoey said was right. He wanted to sit and soak in his annoyance right now, but how could he after she gave him a new perspective. It was annoying how she was always right. How could he be annoyed after what she did? I mean, she didn’t have to run after him still in her pajamas, her hair falling out of her slept-on messy bun, morning breath and all, but she did. She did because she cared enough to make sure he was okay. Because that’s what friends do. 

“Not to be all mushy, but you’re pretty great, you know that,” he grinned at her.

“Oh my god, Harry, you just broke up with your almost-girlfriend. Stop flirting with me,” she teased him, pulling back her plate of waffles and shoving a forkful into her mouth.

“Sorry, I just couldn’t resist you with the syrup on your chin,” he joked back, taking a bite of his own.

They finished up their breakfast and continued to talk, but Harry started to notice Zoey getting distracted, constantly looking behind him. She finally stood up and put a hand on his arm, interrupting his sentence by saying, “I’m sorry. I really have to do this…”

With a confused stare, Harry watched her, without hesitation, run and jump straight into his pool with an excited scream, fully clothed. A smile grew wide on his face, getting up and walking out to see her jumping around in the pool. She looked like a little kid having the time of their life. How could he not? Harry checked his pockets and pulled everything out, tossing them on a nearby tanning chair.

“Do a cannonball!” Zoey hollered.

With a running start, Harry took a deep breath and jumped as high as he could, curling his legs to his chest and holding them tight, dropping and colliding with the water. He could feel the water shoot up his nose, stinging a bit, and could hear the laughter from Zoey when he broke the surface, cheering him on.

Harry splashed her and it started a full-on water war filled with dunking, waves, attempted (and failed) whirlpools, kick-splashes, and all sorts of fun. After a while, the water made it feel like his clothes he weighed one hundred pounds heavier each time he tried to move.

“Tell me again why we jumped in here fully clothed?” He asked, pulling his pants up for the millionth time.

“Because the water was calling me and I didn’t have time to go home to grab a bathing suit,” Zoey spit water at him, “What’s your excuse?”

“Because I was too busy chasing after you,” he spat water back.

“Alright, I’ve definitely heard that before in some kind of cheesy rom-com. I’m going to need you to cool it with the pick-up lines, sir. This is what got you into this mess with Rory in the first place.”

Harry laughed, mangling his face, “What did she think we were doing in your room?”

Zoey choked, spluttering on the water before splashing him and her expression turning more serious, “First of all, that’s rude. Second of all, it’s not funny! I actually feel really bad about that! I never meant to make her feel uncomfortable.”

“Stop,” Harry took her hand and looking deep into her eyes, “I was the one who came into your room. You didn’t ask me to. You didn’t force me to stay. It was my decision. What were you supposed to do? You had other things on your mind to worry about. They didn’t know what was wrong, they just knew you were sad. You’re allowed to feel your feelings, remember?”

Something about Harry staring into her eyes while soaking wet, fully clothed, in the middle of a swimming pool hit her differently. She watched the water dripping down from his hair to his chin. His white tee was nearly see-through, clinging to his barely visible tattoos, wrinkles of the saturated fabric shifting as his chest rose and fell with each breath he took. He could see the goosebumps that were formed on his neck, right by his clavicle.  Droplets bounced off of his lips, seemingly vanishing into thin air. She just noticed how plump they looked in this moment and her mind began to wander.

She forced herself back at his words and grinned, “So the student becomes the master. I guess it’s time to tell them what’s going on then, huh?”

“If that’s what you want to do.”

“Alright, but I need to dry off, first.”

“You can just borrow my clothes,” Harry offered, pulling himself out of the pool, followed by Zoey.

She shook her head, “How about I take a quick shower and borrow your clothes while I wash mine? The last thing we need is for me to pull up wearing your clothes while we try to tell Rory that there’s nothing going on between us. Besides, I still need to get ready for work tonight and if I’m not going back until tonight, I won’t have time to shower later.”

He laughed, “Good idea.”

She followed him inside, trying to hide her discomfort. What the hell was that, having those kinds of thoughts about Harry? It’s been a whole three hours since the end of him and Rory, and she’s already fantasizing about his lips? What the actual hell was wrong with her? He just got through explaining how she’s his best friend and that there was absolutely nothing going on between them. Even the thought of them doing something just made him laugh. She needed to get her shit together or else she’d ruin not only one friendship but two.

Harry led her to his bedroom where he disappeared into a large, walk-in closet. She couldn’t help but look around. There wasn’t much to it. No framed pictures. No journal or personal belongings on the nightstand. Not even a small stain on the sheets to prove someone lived here. It looked like it was straight out of a hotel suite. Finally, Harry reappeared with a pair of basketball shorts and a gray graphic tee.

“Bathroom’s just in there,” he pointed to the left of the closet door, “Towels are on the shelf beside the shower.”

“Thanks,” she grinned, taking the pile of clothes and heading down the little hallway to the ensuite.

The door to the bathroom closed, but Harry stuck around to make sure she didn’t need any help. Sometimes the shower knobs could be a little tricky. He heard the water turn on and moments later the sound of music started up and smiled when he recognized it as his song ‘Golden’. But seconds later, the music changed.

His mouth fell and he shouted, “Hey! Did you just change my song?”

He heard a small laugh from the bathroom and Zoey shouted back, “Sorry! I hear enough of your voice as it is!”

“Fucking rude!” he laughed back, leaving to give her more space.

Harry wandered to the living room to wait for Zoey and reflect on their conversation earlier, significantly less upset than he was before. He always considered himself a reasonably understandable person, but knew that he could be pretty hard-headed at times. He was always quick to shut himself off and bottle his emotions. It was draining carrying the weight of it all on his shoulders, not feeling comfortable enough to confide fully in someone else. Zoey really helped him with that. She trusted him enough to open up to him about some really deep and personal things, showing him that he could trust her. He owed her.

He heard the floorboards creak behind him and turned to see Zoey stepping into view with her towel-dried hair in two french braids, carrying her pile of wet clothes and now wearing his basketball shorts and gray graphic tee. His eyes lingered on her a little longer than he wanted, dumbfounded by his reaction to seeing her in his clothes. He’s seen girls in his clothes before, so he wasn’t sure why. She just looked cute in them, that’s all. She filled the clothes out almost perfectly, just a hair too big on her. Typically the girls that borrowed his clothes would be swimming in them and it always looked silly. He had half a mind to let her keep them. It looked better on her, anyway.

He took her pile of clothes and threw it in the washing machine before the two just sat and talked a little bit more about England and his plans when he got home, excited to see his family again. They had ordered postmates and talked for hours when Zoey noticed the time. They really had to get going if she wanted to get ready for work tonight. Zoey changed out of Harry’s clothes, mentally noting that she needed to figure out what kind of detergent he used before slipping into hers and following Harry out to his car, shooting Nancy a text of warning that they were on their way back and asking how Rory was.

Her phone vibrated and she checked to see Nancy’s response which read, “She’s okay. Still a little flustered, but more worried about you being pissed at her than anything.”

With a slanted smile, Zoey responded, “Please tell her I’m not pissed at her even in the slightest and when I get there I’m going to give her the biggest hug! Just a heads up, Harry will be with me. He just wants to apologize to her for being an ass.”

“Should I have my taser ready? Just in case?” Nancy joked back.

“Yeah, for me. Take me OUT if we ever had to deal with that again.” Zoey responded with an eye roll emoji, earning a simple “lol” in response.

When they pulled into the parking lot, Zoey turned to Harry, “I probably won’t see you before you leave tomorrow, will I?”

He frowned, “Probably not.”

Her face began to mirror his and her eyes glazed over. She widened them, looking up and laughing, “Jesus, don’t know why I’m getting emotional right now.”

Harry reached over, pulling her into an embrace, ignoring the stabbing pressure in his abdomen by the center console of his car. The pang in his chest hurt worse. They barely got to spend time together this visit, and the time they did spend together was wasted with him being angry with Rory. He was kicking himself for letting that get in the way of a good last day with his friends.

They pulled away and Zoey wiped the tears from her cheek, taking a deep breath to collect herself, and shaking her arms, “Alright. We’re not doing this right now. Let’s go.”

Harry felt his nerves rise as they got closer and closer to their apartment and when the door opened, he could have vomited from the anxiety. Zoey called out for her friends walking further into the apartment, seeing Nancy and Rory’s head poke up from the couch. She smiled, walking over to them and sitting so close to Rory that she was practically on top of her, pulling her into the longest and tightest hug. 

Nancy shot Harry a sympathetic smile, patting the seat on the other side of her so that he was at the end of the couch. He watched as Rory sniffled into Zoey’s neck, eyes clamped shut and gripping onto her roommates back, whimpering muffled apologies. 

When they pulled away, he noticed how red and bloodshot Rory’s eyes were, how raw the tip of her nose was, and how puffy her lips were from crying. Zoey gave her an empathetic smile, brushing the hair away from Rory’s face and tucking it behind her ears.

“Rory, I love you, you know that, right?” Zoey softly cooed, making Aurora blubber even more, “I don’t care who you see or who you sleep with, as long as you’re happy and you’re safe. The only thing I care about is that we don’t lie to each other, okay?” 

Aurora nodded, squeezing Zoey’s hands while she tried to calm her tears. Harry couldn’t help but feel guilty. He never meant for her to be so upset and it nearly broke her heart. Aurora was a sweet girl. She might have messed up, but she didn’t deserve to feel like this.

“I’m not perfect, either,” Zoey continued, “but I want to make sure that you know that nothing has ever happened between Harry and I. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable when Harry visited last. He wanted to tell you what was going on, but I asked him not to. He was just keeping his promise because I wasn’t ready to talk to you both about it. But if we’re going to be honest, then I can’t keep things from you guys, either.”

The girls listened intently while Zoey and Harry shared a glance. He nodded, reassuringly, and silently telling her that he was here for her. 

Zoey took a deep breath, “Before I moved here, I was in a car accident with my best friend. Obviously, I turned out okay. But she didn’t. She died.” the girls gasped, reaching out for her. Zoey held their hands but continued to explain, “I had no intention of telling anyone about her because I just wasn’t ready to talk about it. But Harry caught me in a moment of vulnerability and I kind of just dumped all of my problems on him.”

“No you didn’t,” Harry defended.

Zoey shook her head with a laugh, “I did. But that’s why he visited last time. It was the anniversary of the accident and he knew I was in a bad place so he came to help me through it. That’s all.”

“Zoey, I’m so sorry,” Rory whispered.

“You know you can come to us about anything,” Nancy reassured, “We would have understood.”

“I know that. You two are amazing. I just wasn’t ready to talk about it again. Telling him was hard enough, you know?”

The girls nodded and they all gave each other a hug. They pulled away and Zoey turned to Rory, “Are we okay?” Rory nodded a yes and kissed her friend on the cheek and Zoey looked between her three friends before checking her phone and saying, “Okay, I really need to get ready for work. And I know Harry wanted to say a few things, so I’m going to give you two space, okay? If you need me, I’ll be in my room.”

“I’ll keep you company!” Nancy declared, standing up.

Zoey gave Rory one last hug and patted Harry on the shoulder on the way past him towards her room. He sat there, still stunned by the conversation that just happened. How did she always manage to handle conflict and discord with such wisdom and grace? It came so naturally to her and it was so mind-blowing every time.

As soon as the door was shut, Harry turned to look at Aurora. She sat awkwardly picking at her nails and avoiding eye contact. He thought back to everything Zoey said this morning and cleared his throat, “I’m not really good at apologies,” he admitted.

She chuckled, looking up, “Me either.”

He grinned, feeling a little more comfortable, “I’m sorry. Really. I was wrong. What I said earlier was fucked up.”

“Yeah, same,” she pursed her lips.

Harry continued, “I never meant to make you feel like I didn’t want you. I don’t want to make excuses, I really don’t know why I waited so long.”

Aurora interrupted him, placing a hand on his arm, “It’s okay. It’s alright to admit that we just weren’t working out. I just wish you would have told me sooner that you weren’t feeling it.”

Harry nodded, looking down. Hearing those words put into perspective. He was so dead set on wanting to make it work with her, that he refused to see what everyone else saw. He didn’t want to admit it because his mind set on pursuing a relationship with her had changed so abruptly that it was difficult to try and navigate those new feelings. 

He looked up at her again, “I just want you to be happy. And I know you don’t need my permission, but if he makes you happy then I’m happy for you.”

She laughed, “Thanks, but it was only once. I don’t know if it’ll go anywhere.”

He nodded again and then said, “So….we can still be friends, right?”

“Yeah. We can still be friends.”

“Good, because it would have made that….thing we had planned….really awkward if we hated each other,” Harry joked, making her laugh. He asked, “She still doesn’t know about it, right?”

Aurora shook her head, “She hasn’t got a clue.”

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[william-nylander]

having a very rough day, do you have anymore top willy moments to gift us?

i am so sorry u are having a rough day pebble. i decided to go a bit rogue with this, in that it is instead a Top Willy Interviews On the Leafs Youtube Page listicle. i hope it makes ur day a teeny bit better.

idk if you’ve ever been to toronto BUT this look is very like. like this willy lives in the junction and hates the “noise” of the downtown and has waited 2 hours in line for bangbang ice cream in august. he likes to smoke weed in trinity bellwoods. he goes to poetry readings on bar roof tops and says shit about how everything north of dupont is “north york”. hes been known to sit at the piano in the common room at university college (uoft) and play scales. he can and has fucked ur boyfriend.

this willyum is your coworker at canadas wonderland one summer. he does not know what hes doing. he is either like :| or like :D depending on the moment. his nose gets sunburnt at the beginning of the summer but only ever in a charming way!!! u never see it peel. he works the stuffed animal stands and cannot understand why his has a line and none of the others do (hint: its bc every1 has a crush on him!!!!). before the park opens he wanders around with one of those velcro monkeys around his neck. he likes the mindbuster the best bc thats MY favourite ride and this is my listicle. 

also i miss willys gigantic front teeth gap. he used to have little tombstone teeth. what has he done to them. 

hey i love kyle dubas with my whole heart and all but there was something to be said about how when lou made them all be clean shaven and hair short it meant that willys hair was always kinda like a dragon ball z character and also his skin was all fleshy and elastic like a babys arm 

speaking of kyle dubas i found this choice shot of willy blinking while kyles prattling on about nothing and like has anything ever been more My Aesthetic 

god. has any1 ever been more iconic. this willy lives just north of bloor on dufferin and will tell anyone that the ossington strip is the “most underrated part of the city” (& hes right!!!!). they know his name at sugo. he takes all his out of town friends there and he gets tattoos at ink + water (thats at lansdowne right? now ive confused myself). he goes to the value village there and owns 29 pairs of sunglasses. he has his bed on the floor. he listens to a lot of better oblivion community centre. he long boards. he goes to bulk stores for groceries. he wants to start brewing his own kombucha. actually u know the more i typed this willy might just be me whoops.

this man is my next door neighbour for the summer in cottage country. he has a fishing boat but he doesnt fish because fish suck. i invite him over for bbq and telling stories around the campfire. we drink shitty beer. he is not interesting but he is hot. maybe we make out on the dock. willy looks weirdly good in green.

whenever someone has bracelets on their wrist my mind goes str8 to SUMMER CAMP. willyum is a camp counsellor at a camp maybe on like idk lake erie or some shit. he is a cabin leader and he loves his little sprouts/campers. frederik gauthier is the HEAD LIFEGUARD and willy thinks hes so funny and weird and sweet and cute and he doesnt realize!!! until the end of camp!!! that he has a big crush on freddie goat!!!! its the last night of camp and theres a big campfire and a camp dance and willy asks goat to sneak away with him. they go down to the beach and sit on the picnic table under the lifeguard tent and willy kisses goat and its very romantic. 

okay 1) love a man in a puffy coat & 2) there is something about “my father will hear about this” draco malfoy looking like He Was a Diplomats Son mp3 willy that just really gets my goat. he went to a boarding school in the swiss alps and fucked ur girlfriend. he has a closet for his shoes. he dated a member of the swedish royal family for a summer but broke up with him bc he was too clingy.

speaking of that bitch…..here he is again. this is after his tour after high school. he rented out an apartment in lisbon and would smoke cigarettes with beautiful people on the balcony. he spends a month in the south of france turning golden on the rocky beaches and buying dinner every night from the market on his way back to the hotel. this willy takes molly at a gay club in dresden and wakes up in an architect students bed and then he goes to the park to sweat off a hangover and pretend to read nietzsche  

this willy is absolutely the rapscallion son of the president. whats that movie with mandy moore (maybe???? oh no wait i just googled it its katie holmes) - that movie with katie holmes where the first daughter like falls in love or whatever?? this is willy. OOH IVE GOT IT. okay so this willy is absolutely a zoey barlett type from the west wing who is very cute and everyone loves him even though he is a spoiled brat sometimes/all the time. ENTER the assistant to the president - zach hyman - in a charlie young role. they fall in love over a pot of chilli. its the most beautiful thing u have ever s33n. 

okay so like willy is the new Legal Assistant at the office. kyle is a Partner in Law or whatever tf they’re called. willy and he are Working Late One Night and u know what that means…..they go to rol san bc its open until like 6am and they eat the FUCK out of some dumplings and then kyle drives willy back to his apartment (maybe in this one he lives in a shitty place at yonge & college???? like classic “roommate in the living room” toronto living??) and they KISS in the CAR and its ROMANTIC.

this willyumm is your date for thanksgiving dinner. he comes extremely bundled. my parents live north of toronto so i imagine this willy driving us north for the weekend. his scarf is very evan from skam and its sexi. he does not like the folk playlist that you have put on but its FALL and the TREES and OCTOBER MEANS HOZIER and hes like UGH FINE WHATEVER and is a bit grumpy but then u pass thru the holland marsh and he’s like “hm smells like onions” and its all fine again. his laugh confuses your extended family and he sucks at scrabble and is a pouty bitch about it but its a GOOD TIME.

god THIS WILLYAM is ur older brothers BEST FRIEND and he comes over to play video games ?? i guess ?? i never had a brother but i YEARNED to crush on a brothers best friend. he is very handsome like a lion. maybe you write some weird diary shit about it. every time he comes over ur SO WEIRD and he KNOWS ABOUT UR CRUSH and hes VERY NICE ABOUT IT.

also would a willy listicle be complete without me marvelling over his long straight nose??????????? look how straight it is!!!!!!

this will ham is in ur intro to gender studies class on friday mornings in sid smith. hes in one of ur projects and hes got no fucking clue whats going on. hes on the varsity blues hockey team and he thought that he clicked on “intro to geography”. despite the fact that he has no idea whats happening ever hes enthusiastic about listening. one time u go for coffee at mallo across from where honest eds used to be and he asks u what the male gaze is. 

okay. i hope u enjoyed this. it took me awhile and i enjoyed every second of it. to conclude, here is several screen shots from my favourite willy interview:

u ever see a man more beautiful

lil elastic face weirdo 

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[luciferpens]

Loved You Once || Aurora & Kass ft Zoey

What: Another accidental run in -- except this time... more people get hurt.  Where: Poseidon Beach  When:  March 25, 2021 Who: Aurora, Kass (@kassmeifyoucan), ft Zoey (@icarialex)   TW: Abuse, death, breakups, lies, 

Pacing never seemed to actually help any kind of situation but here she was.... Pacing. She was nervous, and not just because of everything that had been going on as of late. No, it was also due to the fact that she had planned out something special. A date. An actual date where she called it a date and they both knew it was a date and—look. It was a date. Granted, she hadn’t exactly told Zoey that it was a date. She’d just said it was a surprise but... Maybe part of the surprise would be that it was actually a date? To her nerves and utter horror, Zoey wouldn’t be off of work for another half hour, maybe less depending on how long it took her to close up shop. A whole half hour for her to be alone with her thoughts. To worry over every detail. The campfire was lit, the guitar and the food basket and blankets were hidden behind a large piece of driftwood. The blonde would be none-the-wiser! It was perfect! Until it wasn’t. Because there she was. And no, not Zoey. Aurora. What the hell was she doing walking on her beach? ....Okay so it wasn’t her beach. But still. The fuck. Without missing a beat, Kassandra crossed her arms over her chest and called out to the other woman. “Um... Hey?”

—

Aurora was not used to Island life or Island time, everyone here seemed to move at a different speed, a slower one, a less get up and go sort of speed. And when you come from the chaos of LA and the FBI anything other than 100 seemed like a snail's pace. Though…. She was slowly learning to enjoy it. Those she met were slowly convincing her to take things a bit slower and enjoy the view. So she decided to take their advice and enjoy the view of the ocean. She slipped out of her shoes and laced them over her fingers as she started to slowly walk up the coast line, just letting her mind wonder and flutter between all the things going on. Running into Kass and then running into Juliette, she really should just leave. Leave them both to their lives without her showing up and being a bomb. There was so much to be done too… with Jane being taken she needed to keep her safe and then close the file; there were still other files on her desk back home, other people she needed to find; other things she needed to do -- and yet she couldn’t leave Icaria yet. Not until she was 100% sure Jane would be safe and had everything she needed here. So she was stuck. Stuck with these thoughts, this place and the anxiety of knowing every moment here meant so many other things she wasn’t ready to deal with. Lost in thought she almost jumped out of her skin when she heard a familiar voice. Her hand, not the one holding the shoes, flew to her chest. “Oh -- hey.” She said with a tiny, tiny smile but as the tone of Kass’ voice registered in her head it faltered and she glanced away, “I uh -- didn’t even see you there, I can go back” she tossed her thumb over her shoulder indicating she could turn back around and walk away, give her space. “I hate to intrude or -- anything.”

—

"Its a beach, Aurora. You're allowed to be on it. I just... Sorry, I guess I find it funny and also kind of like the universe is.." Kassandra sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose for a moment before she held up her hands in a surrendering motion. "Look. You can be wherever you want. I'm not going to force you to leave. It's just hard seeing you. Logically I know it shouldn't be because you're not even.... Nevermind." Kassandra breathed deeply for a moment, trying to calm herself down. The good part of this whole interaction was that Zoey wasn't here, something she was super incredibly thankful for. That would be a whole can of worms that she didn't think she was ready to explain. Mainly because Zoey, Gods bless her, was the sweetest human bean to ever exist. She'd probably be so nice that her and Aurora would become friends and -- Nope. No. Do not think like that. It was then that she realized she'd been stuck in her own head and that she should probably say something that came off as completely awful. "Enjoying the weather?" No. Not that, you absolute fucking disaster of a human-ish being.

—

"It is." Aurora said with a slow nod, she wiggled her toes into the sand trying to use it to ground herself and not get upset. She was normally so good at keeping her cool and not getting emotional, but apparently that could be thrown out the window when it came to her ex-girlfriend. Clearing her throat she tilted her head to one side. "I'm not even?" she asked eyebrow shooting upward rather curious to know where Kass's mind was taking that sentence. But when no answer came quickly she realized Kass was lost in her mind and just cleared her throat hoping the noise would snap Kass out of her thoughts.

"The weather?" She asked glancing up to the sky, the ocean then to Kassandra again, "It's a nice difference from the places I've been lately. Not having to wear a ton of layers is -- a nice change of pace.”

—

Small talk. She could do small talk. On a beach. With her girlfriend not girlfriend planning on showing up at any minute. While she was talking to her ex girlfriend. Of course, totally fine. This was normal, right? Yeah, super normal. "You're not even gay." She finished her earlier thought, hoping that Aurora would understand. "So it's not like I should be upset about that. I'm not. But that's neither here nor there. Glad you're liking the weather though. It's a lot different from Portland." Kassandra sighed, rubbing the back of her neck before taking a cautious step closer to Aurora. "Look, I'm sorry. About my behavior since you've seen me, I mean. I'm not sorry for past me because honestly... Past me is still hurting which means... Present me is also hurting." She could slap herself. "I don't know what I'm saying. You make me forget how to function and it's annoying the absolute shit out of me." Kassandra put out into the open in probably the most honest thing she's said to Aurora in a long time. "But I'll manage.... So uh. You and Brandon? Still together?" Saying his name left a bitter taste in her mouth but she pressed on, wondering if she'd genuinely felt happy for her ex or not.

—

Aurora slowly tilted her head not understanding why in the world Kass would think she was straight but as Kass continued to talk the pieces fell back into place and she slowly nodded her head letting out a huff of a laugh. "Let me -- first clear up some misconceptions." She said running her free hand through her hair and tossing it to one side. "I am not gay, this is true, but I'm also not straight. I'm demi -- well, pansexual. Have been since we were children." Aurora swung her arms behind her back and looped her fingers together. "Two, you never need to apologize to me about your past or what happened between us. I know I fucked us up and hurt you and I take full ownership of that. Yell at me if you need to, tell me you hate me or slap me if it will make you feel better. I deserve it." She shrugged.  She honestly knew she deserved it, she knew she had broken Kass when she did what she did; and while she would have done it differently knowing what she knew now -- she knew that in the moment young Aurora was doing the best she could to protect herself. "As for Brandon, no. We --" She shook her head, "Weren't ever seriously dating, after we were," she motioned between them with a free hand " he basically -- was a beard and he knew it, I knew it. It was a safety thing." She shrugged. That sounded bad, but Brandon knew something bad was happening in her house and he just -- never questioned and did what he could to give her safe spaces to come to instead of being at home where her mother was.

—

She wasn't meaning to see red, but here she was. Listening to every word that came out of Aurora's mouth and letting it cut her deep, just like her words had when they were sixteen. "You're fucking kidding me." Her arms crossed over her chest, staring incredulously at her ex. "Do you have any fucking idea how much internalized homophobia I felt because of my mom? Because of you? I get that you couldn't have told your mom. I fucking understand. But you could have told me. I spent the next two fucking years of my life hating who I was because of who I loved." Kassandra felt sick to her stomach, taking a few staggering steps away from Aurora as she bent over, hands moving to her knees as she gulped in air.  Before Aurora could potentially make a move towards her, she held up a hand. "Don't you fucking dare come near me. I can't... You.. He was a beard. And you're..." Kassandra swallowed thickly, wishing the bile away. "You're pan. So you..." Green eyes tore upwards, looking at Aurora with such a broken gaze. "What was I to you? Was I some kind of fucking joke to you? An experiment? Because clearly whatever we were didn't fucking matter if you couldn't tell me the truth. You let me believe that I wasn't..." Tears flooded her vision, nausea ramping up in her belly. "Am I worthless to everyone I try to care about?"

—

Aurora felt her heart ripping from her chest. Why she still had it she wasn't sure; her heart had been ripped out -- well now three times. Twice by the same woman. It was a useless item, only seemed to cause her pain. Gods she should just go back to Quantico. Why was she still fucking on this gods forsaken island? Seeing Kass crying, seeing her in such pain made Aurora want to throw up. She never meant to hurt her. "I --" she shook her head, "I don't think you totally understand why couldn't tell my mom, why I had to do what I did." she swallowed, looking away and stopping herself from moving to comfort her ex love. "I'm so, so so, fucking sorry about it all, about hurting you, about -- all of it, Kass, I really am." She sucked in her lips tears welling in her eyes. "You are -- were the one person on this planet I love--d more than anything" She caught herself caught the present tense and while sure, it was still true she didn't need to hurt Kass more.  "I couldn't tell anyone the truth. I didn't even tell my own father until I was already 18 and about to graduate highschool. I didn't tell a SOUL about all the abuse I suffered through until I was 23 and -- honestly since then you're the only other person I've even mentioned it to." she shook her head thrusting her hand down to her side before stepping forward, anger in her movements but determination as well. "Don't you fucking dare Kassandra." She didn't curse often, but here she was, cursing and angry too. "You are not in any way worthless Kass. I didn't -- break up with you because I didn't love you. I loved you so much that I had to to keep my crazy mother from literally killing one of us. You have never -- ever been worthless and I am so sorry I ever made you think you were."

—

All Zoey had to go off of was a cryptic text from Kass telling her to meet the woman at the beach after she got off from work. Typically she’d worry about not having her bathing suit on her that day, but since the brunette didn’t like getting in the water, she didn’t worry so much. Zoey would rather spend her time with Kassandra than swim anyway. She could do the latter anytime. Still, she wasn’t used to being antsy to close shop. The artist loved her work, but she’d be lying if she didn’t love spending time with the mysterious and sometimes juxtaposing woman as well. When five o’clock finally came around, Zoey closed everything up and then began her short walk to the beach. She checked in with Noreen on the way to make sure everything was okay at the Inn, and then followed Kassandra’s directions on which street entrance to take that was closest to her destination. The blonde was so engrossed in her phone that she didn’t notice how close she was to her desired spot until she heard Kass yelling. The pain in her tone caused pain in her heart, but Zoey stood back and waited. It seemed important, and the illustrator didn’t know if she should interfere. 

She had no idea who the other woman was until she heard her mess up between love and loved. Then, Zoey’s heart stopped. Aurora. That’s who it had to be. Not being ready or able to hear what Kass’ reaction to that would be, she turned back around and walked away. Zoey wouldn’t go far because she’d seen the effort Kassandra had put into setting everything up in the background. So, she found a nearby bench, sat down, and did what she always did when she was upset or anxious. Zoey began to sketch.

—

Her brain had turned off as the rage and nausea consumed her, Kassandra staring at Aurora as she looked at her with that unreadable expression. It all shifted in her face when she stumbled over her words, stumbled over that word. Her eyes narrowed, she wanted to challenge that. Because no. No. Aurora didn't fucking get to do that to her. Not after a decade. But before she could even get out a word edgewise, the other woman was rounding on her. Kass visibly flinched, taking a step back as she wrapped her arms around her torso. It was then that she heard footsteps from behind her, causing her to turn around to see Zoey's retreating form. No.... No no no. Fuck. She wanted to go off after Zoey but she knew she had to deal with the woman who was right here, in front of her. "You don't get to do that. You don't get to come back into my life and stumble over that word, Aurora. I loved you. Loved. Past tense. I thought... I thought that a part of me would always love you. But I don't know how I could ever..." Love someone who hid the truth from me. She couldn't even say it, realizing how much of a hypocrite that would make her. "You were my first love. And I want to one day not hate you. But you don't get to insinuate that you still love me. Not after... Not after everything. Not after twelve fucking years." A tear fell down a cheek, Kassandra quickly wiping it away. "I need to go because that woman you saw walk away? Unlike you..." She locked their gazes, taking another step backwards in the direction of where Zoey had gone. "I can't let a good thing slip through my fingers." Kassandra turned to walk towards where she'd seen the blonde head off to, stopping for a moment to turn her head just enough so it was barely looking over her shoulder. "I need time.. Time to process what you've told me. Just please don't... Don't hurt me again." And with that, she walked away.

—

Seeing the flinch made Aurora recoil, to fold in on herself. She never wanted to be scary to people she cared about; those she was hunting for work, sure 100% she'd be fine being seen as threatening. But Kass? No she didn't want to do that. She took a couple stumbling steps backwards as Kassandra spoke. There was a stab of pain in her chest. She knew better than to not calculate her every word, when she let her mouth run she got hurt. This was just more proof of that. More proof she needed to slow down and think before she spoke.  As Kassandra continued, as she laid into her, saying she didn't know how she could ever her stomach dropped. She didn't connect the dots, didn't totally realize there was more to be said and instead took it as a sentence. A statement. Kass, in Aurora's mind, didn't know how she could ever have loved her. Right. This -- this was. She deserved that. She didn't deserve to say the things she did, even if some part of it still felt true to her. Nope. The muscles tightened in her jaw as her fists clenched and tears threatened to spill. Another jab as she mentioned the other woman; some blonde who had walked up looked confused, hurt and then walked away. She just nodded and watched as Kass started to walk off. She was unmovable. Frozen as still as a statue as Kass slowed for a moment to say one last thing. She didn't look up, didn't dare even breathe. She waited a few moments until she could hear Kass's steps fade and she finally let out a breath. With that breath the tears came, the anger flowed and she felt an intense level of fear and hatred towards herself. She turned on a dime, kicked the sand creating a small cloud before she walked off, eyes down.... only to stop ten feet forward and see what Kass had been hiding when she first walked up. Oh. She had messed up a date with -- that blonde girl and now -- she felt even fucking worse. She slipped her shoes on and started to run, exercise  being the only thing to clear her mind.

#discord #Aurora #Kass #Zoey #Aurora: c: Kass #Aurora: c: Zoey #You Broke Me First

[thequeenb]

Who Knew A Car Accident Would Bring Us Closer?

I know that i disappeared but guess who is back😏

My routine is very simple. I get up early, i take a shower, i brush my teeth, i put on a glamorous outfit and i drive in the heart of the city to buy a ridiculously overpriced coffee.

Today i was in a good mood. The gala was near and things with Zoey seems to get better. What always ruin it is Poppy and her attitude whenever she sees me. I roll my eyes turning the radio on and oh my god this my song!

I sing along as my body moves to the rhythm, i am a good driver dont get me wrong but when my favourite song plays i can be clumsy. Driving in the city is an annoying habit i had to get used to. When i was driving back in Farmsville things were less complicated and ugh don't get me started with the bad driving skills some people have

I am near the parking lot of the University when my favourite part comes up and i close my eyes for a brief second to feel the music as i sing along the last verse. But then the music stops, and when i open my eyes i see another car coming with full speed towards me. My instincts kick in as i try to avoid it but soon all i can feel is glass spraying around.

I don't dare to open my eyes as i am shocked and overwhelmed. I try to move but the airbag is suffocating me. Think Bea, think. My free arm tried to reach out for my phone as i hear voices around my car. If only i was more focused on the road, damnit!

My anxiety takes over as i try to breathe and only then a man is on the side of my door screaming

"Hey! Are you okay in there? The paramedics are on their way, please hold on"

His voice fades away and my stomach turns. I didn't even notice the pool of blood around my chest, what the fuck is happening. Zoey, i need to call Zoey right now, but before i try to find my phone a familiar sweet voice calls out to me

"Bea are you okay? Please respond to me" despite the current situation i have a faint smile, how adorable she is worried about me.

"Zoey.." thats all i manage to say in hope she heard me

Everything feels heavier as minutes pass by and all i can feel is the blood running down my body. Its a weird sensation really, but i wish none of you ever get to see what it feels like. Everything is sticky and wet but all i can do is try to keep my eyes open.

I wonder who had the audacity to hit my car but then i feel guilty remembering that i am the one to blame mostly. Soon enough i can hear sirens and i am finally relieved.

After several tries the paramedics got me out of the car and the bright light of the sun is blinding. I know i shouldn't complain but what if this is my last moment? Ugh i am sure Poppy is laughing right now with her friends, i can even imagine the conversation

"Did you hear what happened to Hughes? That silly farm girl got into a car accident"

Ugh what am i even thinking. I feel a soft material underneath me and i hardly get a glance around me. I can see Professor Kingsley looking at me with her worrying eyes, then there is Zoey next to me fighting with a woman to let her come with me in the ambulance and is that? No my mind is playing tricks i lost a lot of blood. But no its really her. I see Poppy approaching the man that probably hit my car and she is yelling? Very funny brain, don't mess with me right now. She is happy not sad i am sure

Before i can think more the doors of the ambulance closed but i feel a warmth in my hand

"I am here Bea, please hold on" Of course its Zoey and she is holding my hand tight, i cant imagine how scared she is but i am glad she is here with me. I feel so tired i need to rest my eyes, no no! I have seen to many movies about people dying this way i need to stay awake.

I can feel my heart beat in every sore part of my body, the blood is now dry and uncomfortable, my breath is getting slower and slower. The bright lights above me are painful and the voices around me start to fade. Don't tell me this is the end. I didn't win the crown yet to rub it in Poppy's face, i didn't see her shock after i am pronounced the Queen of Belvoire but wait. Why the hell am i thinking of her that much?

My eyes cant stay open anymore despite my numerous tries, i can hear Zoey encouraging me with the nurses but i give up into my desire to rest. I squeeze her hand one last time before i pass out.

____

How many of you watch Grey's anatomy? Don't lie i am sure some of you have, especially with Sandra Oh that good looking woman god, but thats not the point, don't lie to me. Well despite your answers this is what it feels like. I can hear the machines around me as well as my heart beating steadily

How did things get this sad so fast? It was supposed to be a normal day for me but i guess i had to ruin it. I wonder who's here with me and oh my god i am about to have a heart attack. Next to me is standing who? No guess..i will give you a hint, blonde hair..rich girl..who am i kidding, its the one and only Poppy Min-Sinclair

I blink a couple of times and she notices. Don't tell me she was here the whole time, maybe she came to make fun of me, is Veronica here? Does she film my failure? Oh. We are alone great.

"You are awake" she says as she is slowly approaching

Its hard to speak but i try to do some effort "I guess you are disappointed" i say smiling but she doesn't, she actually looks concerned

"I knew you were bad at almost everything but being a bad driver is so embarrassing Hughes" she roll her eyes, sitting in a chair next to my bed

Oh hell no who says that? Is that what comforting means to her?

"If you are here to make fun of me do me a favour and close the door behind when you leave" i don't look at her, instead i turn around, i am to tired for this conversation

"I was the one who saw the accident" she says and to my surprise she sits up to study me closer

"When i saw your cheap- ah..when i saw your car i was the one who called the paramedics you know"

I turn around to look at her and i can see her eyes sparkling under the bright lights "I mean i didn't have a choice right? I could not help at all but.."

My eyes start to tear up, every word feel more genuine than the other but why? Aren't we enemies? Doesn't she hate me? My thoughts are flooded with painful memories, how embarrassed she made me feel and then it clicks

"But you like me" i say almost breathless. She is shocked and that's how i know i am right, this can't be happening.

I didn't realize that i was crying until Poppy laid her head over my chest carefully. I can hear her sobs, everything that she had been feeling all day come out now and all i can do is cry with her, holding her tight.

"I can't believe i almost lost you" she says as her tears take over again

"Shhh, i am here..i promise" its all i can say. Today was definitely a weird day but in the end it brought us together

After we both calm down she doesn't move, instead i stoke her hair even though i feel weak and i can feel her smiling "the man that hit you is getting sued"

A low laugh escape my lips as she stands up gazing at me "but if you tell anyone about this you will be next" but its her teasing because her eyes say otherwise

I want to thank her, i want to forgive her for all the bullshit she put me through but words aren't enough to describe how i feel. Instead i yank her by her shirt and i kiss her softly. I can feel her body relax against mine but she is careful not to hurt me. I can feel her calm down as she takes a deep breath.

Pulling back she has this grin, its my favourite "Well, your kissing skills aren't as bad as your driving ones"

We both laugh as she takes a sit next to me, we are both talking about various topics and the more we discuss the more we realize we have a lot of things in common. Poppy and i are alike, but unlike her i show my good, kind side. I am greatful she is here because now i know who she truly is.

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[heathneycanon]

what about ranking... the seasons? from island to all stars (its dorks hi

hi!!

okay, so my number one switches up a lot but right now i’m gonna say island? these past few months i’ve been really feeling the duncney and gwent nostalgia for some reason. also it’s the most consistent characterization the og cast gets, so... also, there’s just all the little friendship moments? and teenagers being teenagers? that’s one of the best parts of the show.

number two is world tour. i love world tour, the music is great (with like. two exceptions). also alejandro is there and heather’s arc gets a satisfying conclusion. i’m aware she’s in all stars, but, while her character wasn’t completely flanderized like certain other characters, she didn’t really uh. do anything. anyway yeah world tour is Heather Season and a musical, what did u expect.

okay number three is definitely roti. i don’t think i ever watched through roti fully until this year, and i was pretty harsh on it the first time i watched, but it’s actually really good? the characters are funny and engaging (for the most part. im looking at u, staci). i mean, scott’s literally my third favorite character, and uh. it’s not because of his characterization in all stars, i’ll tell u that. on top of that, dakota, dawn, anne maria, lightning, brick, and jo are some of my absolute favorite characters in canon, and i love a lot of fanon interpretations of both mike and zoey. i like sam, b, and cameron well enough, and the only real dud is the first boot. i feel like the final two was underwhelming (cameron did not deserve to be there), there was a little too much focus on mike and zoey, and a lot of interesting characters were early boots. and don’t even get me started on dakotazoid smh. but overall, i really enjoy roti.

now here’s where i get negative. this is tough, but i’m probably going to put action in fourth? sure, action absolutely screwed over trent’s character. it pretty much ruined duncney (or at the least, set it off in a bad direction). beth definitely did not deserve to be a finalist, and lindsay DEFINITELY DID deserve it. and to top it off, tyler wasn’t even in this season smh. however, nowhere else did we get a storyline of heather trying to cut off a small piece of courtney’s hair to make a wig. like, she wasn’t going for all of her hair but she wanted to make a wig out of a small piece of it? and courtney somehow wasn’t going to notice?? and uh. heather ur being recorded. even if somehow courtney didn’t notice her hair suddenly on ur head, and neither did anybody else... this is going on television. heather. what. anyway yeah there’s also some really good friendships in this season, for example, there’s the heather/leshawna friendship that world tour threw away for some reason. also lindsay had some amazing moments, which i love. so yeah, there’s some redeemable bits.

finally, all stars. this is kind of a given based on how much i’ve been harping on it. while action, and to an extent, world tour and roti dropped some major balls, all stars dropped literally all of them. i mean, the only good things that happened in all stars were completely undermined later on (for example, gwen and courtney’s friendship). there was literally no storyline that was genuinely good imo. it was all mediocre at best. the characterization of some of my favorite characters (courtney, scott) was super inconsistent. sam was in the season for some reason, and all i remember was i think he got hit in the head, and he got shot with leeches. lindsay got elimated first, and honestly? good for her. that season didn’t deserve her. alejandro got a new va who was just. not as good, and noticeably so. heather, like i said, didn’t get ruined per se, but like. why was she there? what did she do? gwen and duncan were just uh. hm. like, whiney? idk a better way to describe it. i don’t really like cameron or sierra too much, and their whole storyline was just. weird. lightning and jo were alright, but early boots. zoey was less interesting than she was in roti, although her interactions with gwen were admittedly good. okay wait this is the one redeemable quality of all stars. anyway the most heinous thing of all is obviously the whole mal/reset button debacle, because that was just outright offensive. also, i remember watching this as it came out and thinking that all of the characters in the fart balloons had literally died and it freaked me out so much that i made a wikia account called something like “they’re-not-dead” and argued with people on there, and i also hate that i typed that entire sentence.

anyway yeah! this was very long and took me a while. like i said earlier... i am indeed caffeinated! i sincerely apologize for this post!

ask game: put five characters/episodes/shows/ships/anything in my ask and i'll put them in my order of preference.

#ask #answered #anon #the-total-drama-kids-are-dorks #total drama #confessional #ask game #if ur wondering where id put rr and pahkitew #pahkitew would probably tie with action just bc i find it kind of meh for the most part #and rr would be below action #im sorry to the rr and pi stans #i like a lot of the characters from both seasons but also. there are way too many characters in both casts that just. get on my nerves

[ladylillianrose]

Clarkeman Fanfiction Recommendation List (Updated 10/15/2020)

5+1

Ad Nauseam (Or Not) by Gwritesforfun:  5 times Zoey and Max attempted to talk about their feelings and were interrupted. One time they weren't. Or, the evolution of a much-needed discussion. Rated Mature, Complete

The Best Laid Plans by Ladylillianrose: 5 times Max tries to propose to Zoey and one successful proposal. Rated Teen, Complete

Crystal Clear by typicalaveragefangirl: Crystal Clear, or, five times Clarkeman planned their wedding and one time all of the planning was done. Rated Teen, Complete

The Five Times Zoey Said No (And The One Time She Said Yes) by TheAuthor44: Five significant times Zoey used the word 'NO' in her relationship with Max - some funny, some heartwarming, some heartbreaking. And then one very significant 'YES' Rated Teen, Complete

The Heat is On by Gwritesforfun: Five Times Zoey or Max felt the heat. One time they felt it together. Rated Mature, Complete

Island in the Sun by typicalaveragefangirl: Or, five times Clarkeman share an innocent physical touch on vacation and one time it isn't so innocent. Not Rated, In-Progress

Redhead with the Red Sole by Gwritesforfun: Five times the Louboutin's are "just shoes" and one time they are VERY GOOD shoes. A 5+1 fic. Rated Teen, Complete

Sink Down (And I Will Comfort You) by Gwritesforfun: Five times Zoey's bean bag chair is good for thinking. And one time it's good for something else. Rated Mature, Complete

Zoey’s Extraordinary Relationships by Gwritesforfun: “Unnecessarily complicated, exhausting for everybody, the opposite of good.” Zoey reflects on 5 complicated past relationships, and one that isn’t complicated at all. A 5+1 things. Rated Teen, Complete

One-Shots

At the Beginning by TheAuthor44: It's SPRQ Point Coder Orientation Day! My take on the day that was the start of a beautiful (and eventually *very* complicated) friendship! Rated General Audiences, Complete

Both Showing Hearts by TheAuthor44: AU 1x12 where Zoey reflects on all the events of the day ... and Max gets to finish. Rated General Audiences, Complete

Breaking Point by Jade4813: When they become temporary roommates during quarantine, how many times can Zoey and Max have sex while still pretending to themselves and to each other that it Doesn’t Mean Anything? Rated Explicit, Complete 

Car Wash by Ladylillianrose: Shenanigans ensue at the annual SPRQ Point Carwash! Rated Teen, Complete

Crashing Through Your Door by hookedoncaptainswan: Zoey is hiding out in her apartment and everyone is worried about her so Max decides to make sure she's okay. Not Rated, Complete

The Day the Music Died by Gwritesforfun: Scenes we didn’t see from episode 12, from different character’s POV. Rated Teen, Complete

A Fish Out Of Water by TheAuthor44: Disney's Little Mermaid AU: Zoey is a mermaid, Max is a human. It's the love story you know, with a few modern twists. And some people who were humans are now animals! Rated General Audiences, Complete

From A to Z by hookedoncaptainswan: After taking a trip home to see his family, Max returns acting strange and wanting to talk to Zoey about something... What could it be? Rated General Audiences, Complete

Game Night by Gwritesforfun: Zoey and her friends have a game night. Shenanigans, songs, jealousy and kisses occur. Rated Teen, Complete

The Great Defender by TheAuthor44: Max gets hurt defending Mo. As Zoey tends to his wounds, her resolve to not have feelings for her best friend starts to thaw. After all, what's hotter than a hero? Rated Teen, Complete

Hand-Picked Redux by TheAuthor44: What if Mo convinced Zoey to join Max for dinner at Hand-Picked? What if she wasn't so emotionally avoidant? What if Autumn hadn't been working at the Golden Gate Grind that day? Rated General Audiences, Complete 

The Hard Hitting Truth by TheAuthor44: Set post 1x10 - After her day of endless outbursts, Zoey has a dream that hits her with a hard truth. Rated General Audiences, Complete

In or Out? By TheAuthor44: Max and Zoey get trapped in the SPRQ Point elevator with their feelings. They both have to decide if they're in or out, and as we know - Max is all in. Rated Explicit, Complete

Just To Be The Man (Who Goes Along With You) by Gwritesforfun: Max is having an interesting night. Episode 6 from his perspective. Rated Teen, Complete

Karaoke to the Max by Ladylillianrose: What if Leif wasn't the only one doing karaoke in episode 1x11? Rated Teen, Complete

Malfunction at the Junction by TheAuthor44: An intimate moment sends Max to the ER, and you won't believe what got them there. Rated Mature, Complete

Of Self Sabotage and Epiphanies by Vilindeer: What would have happened if Zoey could find it in herself to answer Max when he confronts her about her heartsongs? Rated General Audiences, Complete

Playing With Fire by chosenandloved: (Takes place two months after 1x12.) Max invites Zoey to join him at a company retreat at his new job. Rated Teen, Complete

Pour Some On Me (Sugar) by Gwritesforfun: Zoey and Max bake bread, but the oven isn't the only thing turned on. Rated Explicit, Complete

A Promise by TheAuthor44: My take on Max's goodbye to Mitch in 1x12. Max lets Mitch know exactly how he feels about his daughter - and makes him a promise. Not Rated, Complete 

Sorry, I Was Staring At Your Coconuts by Ladylillianrose: Things heat up at the SPRQ Point Summer Luau! Rated Teen, Complete

The Sound of Silence by Jade4813: Max had never had Zoey's power, but he'd never mourned its absence. Her voice, and the sound of her laugh, had been all the music he'd ever needed for over sixty years. Rated General Audiences, Complete 

Spin Me Round (In My White Dress) by Gwritesforfun: Zoey and Max's big day is here! There is love, laughter, and shenanigans. (Sequel to You Spin Me Round (Like a Record, Baby)) Rated Teen, Complete

Tobin Ships It by TheAuthor44: In order to win the office bet of when Zoey and Max will get together, Tobin decides to take matters into his own hands. Rated General Audiences, Complete

True North by AubreyRichman: Recent events have Zoey's world spinning. Her best friend hates her and now, she is having hallucinations. Could this get any worse? Rated Teen, Complete

Trust Your Love by clarkemanship: When Max and Zoey get into a huge argument, can they figure out how to makeup in time. Rated Teen, Complete

Truth or Dare by hookedoncaptainswan: Truth or Dare can be a very revealing game…Not Rated, Complete

What He Saw (In the Moonlight) by Gwritesforfun: A remix of the scene in 1x12 when Zoey walks Max to the car, and Simon arrives. What would have happened if Zoey declared her feelings for Max-and Simon witnessed it? Rated General Audiences, Complete

ZEP One-Shots by clarkemanship: Just a bunch of one-shots! Rated Teen, In-Progress

Zoey’s Extraordinary Prom by Ladylillianrose: Max finds out that Zoey never attended her Senior Prom and he decides to remedy that. Rated Teen, Complete

Multi-Chapter

Adventures in Babysitting by TheAuthor44: Max helps babysit baby Peter when Zoey is stuck at work. Ladies, tell your ovaries I said you're welcome. Rated General Audiences, Complete

Camping, It’s In-Tents! by AubreyRichman: When the 4th floor team goes camping as a work retreat, what could go wrong? Rated Teen, In-Progress

Expect the Unexpected by Gwritesforfun: A late night at work leads to unexpected consequences for Zoey and Max. Rated Mature, Complete

Extraordinarily Star-Crossed by AubreyRichman & Ladylillianrose: “...and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself....the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other's sight, as I may say, even for a moment...”-Plato, The Symposium. Rated Mature, In-Progress

Fast Forward by Jade4813: When teenage Zoey is humiliated at a party, she makes a wish that has consequences she couldn't possibly predict. Suddenly finding herself an adult, she discovers that not all wishes should come true...and sometimes happiness is right in front of you, where you least expect to find it. Rated Teen, In-Progress

First Comes Marriage by Ladylillianrose: Max's grandmother left him a trust fund, but in order to receive it, he has to do one thing first... Rated Mature, In-Progress

From SPRQPoint With Love by reddish_umbrella: Zoey has a normal life as IT support for a boring start-up. As suddenly her whole world changes...to the better? Rated Mature, In-Progress

Ghosted: An Extraordinary Haunting by AubreyRichman: When Max’s life hangs in the balance, who else does he turn to but his best friend? But does that mean that he will be heard? Rated Teen, Complete

I See the Light by clarkemanship: Can Zoey make it through an intimate "date" with Max without one thing going wrong? Takes place a few months after the season finale. Rated Teen, In-Progress

It’s Not the Goodbye, It’s The Longing That Follows by Jade4813: Zoey told Max that she needed more time, but time, it seems, has just run out. After she realizes her feelings a little too late, can the two of them find their way back to each other? Rated General Audiences, Complete

The Lies We Tell Ourselves by Jade4813: Max would do absolutely anything for Zoey. Including posing as her fake boyfriend to give her father one last "big moment" to celebrate with her. Nothing could possibly go wrong. After all, it's only his heart that stands to be broken. Right? Takes place after "Zoey's Extraordinary Glitch." Rated Teen, Complete

Like I’m Gonna Lose You by TheAuthor44: When an unexpected illness puts Zoey and Max to the test, they have nothing but their love to see them through. Rated Teen, Complete

The Long and Winding Road by TheAuthor44: Three months after her fathers' funeral Zoey gets assigned to go to a managerial conference for SPRQ Point in Orlando, Florida. Max offers to come along after he tells her he’s been meaning to head back east to go through things from his childhood home. While Max originally offers flying together – Zoey suggests they drive and make it a road trip! Max needs to figure out his next career move, Zoey needs an escape from her grief - It's perfect! Road trip shenanigans ensue as Max and Zoey’s love story takes some unexpected twists and turns. Rated Teen, Complete 

The Marks That Life Left On Them by chosenandloved: This is a Clarkeman fic set about one month post-finale.Simon, Zoey, and Max all seek out therapy in their own ways and come to some startling realizations regarding life and love. Rated Teen, Complete

Max’s Extraordinary Project by Gwritesforfun:  Any successful project takes a well-executed plan. Max has a birthday surprise for Zoey, and he assembles a team to give her a gift. Rated Teen, Complete

Mixing Business With Girls and Thrills by reddish_umbrella: Zoey just wanted to spend the weekend with her friends Mary and Sue in L.A. as suddenly she get dragged into a story of spies and world conspiracies. Rated Mature, In-Progress

One Step at a Time by hookedoncaptainswan: A fix-it for 1x09. If Zoey hadn't asked "Was that the right answer?" would Max have made a different choice? Not Rated, Complete

Seasons of Love by Ladylillianrose: Max has always been included in the Clarke family holiday celebrations. A journey through the different holidays and celebrations they have, as their lives continue to change and grow. Rated Teen, Complete 

Singin’ A Different Tune by TheAuthor44: 1940's Noir AU - Newspaper man Max Richman, and his girl Friday Zoey Clarke, investigate the murder of a backup singer. As suspicions rise and fall with every new suspect, this story has more twists and turns than an old dirt road. Will they be able to crack the case and break their headline … before it cracks one of them? Rated General Audiences, In-Progress

Take A Chance On Me by Ladylillianrose: Max moved to the 6th floor, giving Zoey the space and time she needed to figure out her feelings. But now that she's ready to talk, what is she going to tell him? Rated Teen, Complete 

Tequila and Team Bonding by typicalaveragefangirl: Zoey and her coworkers spend a weekend away partying at Danny Michael Davis' beach house. Rated Mature, Complete

They Say Keep Your Friends Close But You’re Closer by typicalaveragefangirl: Max Richman, she wrote... Is it too early to say enemy for life? Rated Teen, Complete

Uptown (Where the Skyline Meets the Stars) by Gwritesforfun: Max and Zoey attend a fundraiser, and meet a person from Max's past. Rated Teen, Complete

Waiting in the Wings by chosenandloved: Zoey Clarke is the Stage Manager for CMU's upcoming production of RENT and she doesn't trust actors-not even Max Richman. Rated Mature, Complete

The Wedding Date by Jade4813: Zoey agrees to be Max's Plus One at his brother's wedding. They're supposed to be just friends, but the dreams Zoey's been having about him lately make things complicated. Rated Explicit, Complete

When I Think About You I… by Ladylillianrose: Zoey performs Karaoke, giving Max a show he will never forget. (Established Relationship). Rated Explicit, Complete 

Win Some or Learn Some by Jade4813: Zoey has just discovered her new powers, but they develop an inconvenient glitch that makes her start to realize her feelings for him may not be what she's always believed. The only problem is, she has no idea if he feels the same way. Rated Explicit, In-Progress

The Writing’s On The Wall by chosenandloved: Zoey is doing just fine on her own in her quaint little beach-side town-that is, until a mysterious, handsome writer comes to stay for the summer. Rated Teen, In-Progress

You’ve Got SPRQS by Ladylillianrose: A new dating app has just launched for the SPRQ Watch, called SPRQS. Joan signs Zoey up for it in order to help her meet someone. Will Zoey find someone? Can you really fall in love through an app? Inspired by You've Got Mail. Rated Teen, Complete

Zoey’s Extraordinary Nephew by Ladylillianrose: Max stops by to meet Zoey's nephew, and a much-needed conversation is had. Rated Teen, Complete 

Zoey’s Extraordinary Nightmare by AubreyRichman: An event causes Zoey to realize her worst fears. Rated Teen, Complete

Zoey’s Extraordinary Reunion by AubreyRichman: High School Reunions are synonymous with drama, stress, fear, and showing the people that attended school with you that you are different than you were when they knew you. When Max receives an invitation to his High School Reunion, he doesn't realize that the reunion itself could change EVERYTHING. Rated Teen, Complete 

Zoey’s Extraordinary Season Two by typicalaveragefangirl: This is my take on what might happen if Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist gets picked up for a second season! Rated Mature, Complete

Zoey’s Extraordinary Secrets by AubreyRichman: What could have happened with Zoey if timing had been different? What if Zoey’s dad wasn’t so sick when she developed her powers? What if she had gotten them earlier? What if...? Rated Explicit, Complete 

You Spin Me Round (Like a Record, Baby) by Gwritesforfun: Zoey and Max are DJ’s at KBCR, the Voice of Berkeley College. Follow them through 4 years of friendship, fights, running the place, and maybe even love. Rated Mature, Complete

Series

ByeByeBye Collection by TheAuthor44: What if Zoey hadn't run out the door after being confronted with Max's heart-song in 1x11. Various Ratings, Complete

Zoey’s Extraordinary Confessions Series by Jade4813: After the embarrassing incident at Simon and Jessica’s engagement party, Zoey knows she needs to clear the air with Simon, but she keeps getting distracted by memories of That Song. Rated General Audiences, Complete

Collections

ZEP Freakout for Discord: One-Shots in which various ZEP characters experience freakout moments. Various Ratings

Zoey’s Extraordinary Halloween (Coming Soon): Halloween Fics

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[endless-vall]

Taking things slow - Thomas Mendez x MC fanfic

Summary: After deciding to take things slow, Thomas and Ellie finally go out for their first date. Spoiler alert... It’s adorable.

Author’s note: I don’t usually write fluff, I’ve done it a few times but it’s not always the easiest for me, but with those two it came naturally! They’re so sweet, I can’t wait for when they finally get together!

Tagging: @mcchoices @chetachisblog @god-save-the-keen @furiouscloddonutpeanut @writtenbycandy @asprankle @cora-nova @lilyofchoices @paisleylovergirl @dandeservestheworld @mfackenthal @quacksonlover @blackcatkita. Please let me know if you wanna be tagged in future works for Thomas Mendez x MC/Moty/Perma tag! Let me know if you want to be untagged!

"I just want to take things slow, you know? I'm afraid that if we start something and things move too fast I'll just get left behind." Thomas wasn't able to put exactly things to words, but the look on Ellie's face made him realize she probably understood what he meant.

"Then we don't have to take things so fast. We can start slow. Baby steps." She tilts her head to the side, smiling that brilliant smile of hers.

"How slow?" Thomas was almost convinced. Hell, he wanted to throw himself at her right there and then, but he knew that if he'd done that then things will end just as fast as they started. And he didn’t want things to end with Ellie. He was going to keep her for the long haul.

"Going on an awkward-first-date slow." She says, as a matter of fact.

"Awkward first date?" He was on board with the plan, simply confused, that's all.

"You know, the 'I don't know if to kiss you at the end of the night' kind of awkward." Ellie said, and Thomas burst into laughter.

"Deal." He took a hold of her hand, gently. "Ellie Day, would you like to go out with me on an awkward date?" He purposely overdid it, but he was, after all, a hopeless romantic. (Well, he was once, before Soledad passed away).

"There's nothing I'd like more." She squeezed his hand contently.

Chuckling to himself, he searched his mind for an open slot in his busy schedule that could also work for Ellie.

"Tomorrow, 8 pm?" He suggested.

"Ooh, I'm busy tomorrow, Friday evening?"

"Friday evenings are always reserved for Luz," He furrowed his eyebrows apologetically.

"Oh, it's fine, another time, then?" Ellie shrugged.

"How about Saturday?" He wasn't ready to back down.

"Saturday's fine." She grinned.

"Great," he smiled back. "God, it's hard being a single parent, huh? Not a lot of free time" he joked.

"You're only finding this out now??" She commented and they both laughed again.

The week flew by, and Saturday arrived. They agreed to meet at 6 pm, Thomas was supposed to arrive for her soon.

Zoey was all too excited, helping Ellie pick a perfect date outfit. Ellie didn’t really want to tell Zoey about her date, not wanting to get her hopes up too soon, but she also couldn’t just not tell her. She was always truthful and honest with her daughter. 

Ellie had already changed outfits three times, and was still unsure of her selection.

“You know Thomas would love just about any of these, right?” Zoey peeked from behind her, playing with the ruffles of her dress.

“I know, It’s just first date jitters,” Ellie explained, shrugging and checking herself again in the mirror. It was a funny feeling to have when you were in your thirties, had been married before and already had a kid, but here she was, nervous and bubbly.

“First date jitters-- But you already have gone out with Thomas, on multiple occasions!” Zoey protested. “Does calling it a ‘first date’ really does make such a difference?” Funnily enough, the nine-year-old was the voice of reason.

Ellie sighed. “You’re right, as always,” She crouched down and gave Zoey a peck on her forehead. Zoey hugged her in return.

Letting go of Zoey a few moments later, Ellie turned to look at the mirror one last time. “You really think Thomas will like what I’m wearing?” She motioned to the light blue dress that was on her.

“I’m sure he will, mom,” Zoey chuckled, shaking her head at her mom.

Right on cue, they heard a knock on the door.

“And even if he doesn’t, you’re out of time!” Ellie heard her daughter giggling as she got the door.

Opening it, she found Thomas standing there, dashing as ever.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers, smiling bashfuly from underneath it.

“For me-- ?” Instead of greeting him, it was all Ellie managed out of her mouth. Somehow hanging out with him and going out on a date were suddenly very different things.

“Of course,” Thomas grinned, and handed her the bouquet.

“Oh, Thomas, they’re beautiful, thank you.” She quickly took out a vase and filled it with water. Thomas came in while she placed the vase on the dining table.

“You ready to head out?” He asked, a smile making its way to his lips.

“Yes.” She smiled back, seeing Zoey peeping out of her room. 

“Zoey, i’m heading out. If you need anything, Alma is right across the hall and she knows i’m going, you can even go over and just watch some movies with her. And you can always call, okay?”

“Okay,” Zoey nodded. “Hi Thomas!” She smiled as if she knew all about their date, and Thomas’ cheeks reddened a bit.

“Hi Zoey,” He waved, although flustered.

Ellie still had no idea where were they going to. Please don’t let it be any fancy restaurant, please, she begged in her mind. She took her purse from the stand by the door, ready to go.

By the casual look of his clothes, she guessed it wasn’t going to be a fancy restaurant, to her relief. But even in his casual clothes, he still looked like someone taken out of a modeling magazine.

“After you,” Thomas opened the door for her, like a true gentleman. Ellie fought the giddy smile forming on her lips.

Much to her liking, they didn’t drive to a restaurant or anything like that. A quarter of an hour later they pulled by the beach shore.

"I thought we could walk around, watch the sunset?"

"Watch the sunset? Thomas, are you secretly a hopeless romantic or are you just trying to impress me?" She raised an eyebrow, although she adored his ideas. It was a long time since someone pampered her.

"I guess you'll have to hang around and see for yourself," He gave her a warm smirk.

"Oh, I plan to hang around alright," She promised.

Walking out of the car, they started walking along the shore. Thomas' fingers brushed against hers a few times before Ellie grasped his hand in hers.

"You look stunning, by the way." He spun her around suddenly, now facing her.

"Flatterer." She bit her lip, giving him a look that was ought to make something flush inside of him.

"N-no! I mean it!" He chuckled, his cheeks getting color. She liked how sincere Thomas was. How she could always read his emotions on his face. That he didn’t hide them under a tough exterior.

She also liked that she was probably one of the few people that he showed that side to, knowing how quickly he can change into lawyer mode like he did that time in the principle’s office.

Ellie smiled in satisfaction. "Glad you liked it. You're not so bad yourself." She playfully bumped into his shoulder and Thomas beamed at her.

"Ice cream?" Thomas suggested, and Ellie noticed an ice cream truck parked nearby. "They have the best pecan ice cream in all of Goldcliffe, I swear." It's not that she wasn't convinced beforehand, but... "How did you know it's my favorite?" She narrowed her eyebrows suspiciously.

"I..." He scratched the back of his neck. "Might've used my powers for bad and sent a spy to ask Zoey what tastes you like or prefer," He admitted.

"And that little spy answer to the name Luz by any chance?" She laughs while still raising an eyebrow at him.

"Mayyyyybe." Laughing together, they headed to the truck. Thomas bought them two ice cream cones and before Ellie could protest, he pushed the pecan one her way. "You have to try this."

Ellie obliged, taking her cone in her hands.

"Wow. You weren't kidding. This is amazing." It was indeed delicious.

They continued their walk, now each munching on an ice cream cone, when Ellie spotting a pier not that far from them. "Mind staining your fancy shoes?" She motioned with her head.

"For you? Always."

Passing the shore, and getting sand all over their feet, they arrived at the pier just when the sky started changing color and the sun started to set.

A beautiful mixture of purple, pink and yellow colored now the evening's sky, but Thomas had only eyes for her.

Ellie smiled contentedly, a beautiful scenery before her, a beautiful and caring man by her side, who also adores her daughter and has little chipmunk of himself that she also adored, what more could she ask for?---

"Eeee!" She squealed as she felt something cold and wet meeting her cheek.

Thomas instantly burst into laughter, as Ellie realized he’d just smeared ice cream over her cheek.

"Two can play that game!" She threatened, before brushing her own ice cream across his chin.

Thomas didn't back down, both of them giggling now, and brushed some more of his melting ice cream, now staining her lips in the way.

"Oh, you're going to have to clean that up, mister,"

"Okay." He had a mischievous smile on his face.

Ellie made a move to take the baby wipes she had in her purse (being a mom, let along a single one meant having always baby wipes on you, along with other things necessary), but before she could hand them to Thomas, he leaned in and kissed her.

Ellie's eyes widened only for a second, before she melted into the kiss. Closing her eyes and forgetting they were covered in ice cream, she caressed Thomas face and deepened the kiss.

Thomas flicked his tongue along her lips, earning a satisfied sound from her, before pulling away all too soon.

"N-no..." Ellie expressed her complains and Thomas only slightly made fun of her.

"Maybe we should clean up a bit before continuing?" He suggested.

He did have a point, it just didn't mean Ellie was fond of that point.

"Fineee," she took the baby wipes out of her bag, and handed them to Thomas. They helped clean each other up, not wasting the chance to caress each other up.

Ellie ran her finger across Thomas' lips, wiping ice cream but also hanging there longer than necessary, the look in her eyes intent and purposeful.

"Ellie..." Thomas sighed impatiently, before they both leaned in and kissed again.

It was much more tender this time, but still full of emotion and passion for one another.

After finally breaking away, they both were blushing, getting a little bit ahead of themselves making out in public.

Ellie didn't remember the last time she forgot the world around her like that.

Standing up, giddily offering her hand to Thomas, they started walking back to his car.

"I guess I don't have to wonder if I can kiss you at the end of the night anymore," Thomas joked, pulling Ellie closer and placing his hand on her waist as they walked.

"You better." She narrowed her eyes at him, but her lips were forming into a smile and Thomas felt a warm feeling creeping into his chest.

"Good night," They arrived back at Ellie's place, and Thomas leaned in and brushed a strand of hair behind Ellie's ear.

"Good night, Thomas, I look forward to doing this again." She admitted, leaning in too so now they were merely inches apart.

"You better," He mimicked her response from before, closing the remaining distance and kissing her goodnight.

Walking up to her apartment Ellie realized, this wasn't some little crush. She was already falling for Thomas.

And she had no doubt Thomas was going to catch her.

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[theshy1sout]

Poppy’s extraordinary list

I dunno how to write the intro... I'm a kinda person who doesn't read it at all. I can only say that I make up the plot during the writing what's (I'm sure) really visible XD but Hey, it's only English homework and I love trolls, I love Zoey, I let this fanfic be cringing so let's go

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Chapter 2

- DJ! DJ! Wake up!

- Huh?

Poppy trembled her so hard without any results. Suki was known as really hard to wake up and it was not without the reason: she couldn't come back to reality by calling or shaking. She couldn't even open her eyes. She was just snoring as she was snoring before Poppy went into her pod.

- Suki! I need your help! - Poppy didn't give up. - You know trolls better than me, cause of these parties you did every day! I need information! WAKE UP!

- Poppy... - Suki snored unawares. - Gimme a sec... I... Got... A nap...

- You're napping for hours! - Poppy said. - Please, I need your help now!

- Why is that so urgent? - Suki opened her eyes trying to sit on her own.

Poppy stopped. Why was it so urgent? She didn't know. She knew there were lots of Trolls needing her help. And she knew she really needed to do something, anything! Anything but thinking or feeling...

- Please... - Poppy put her hands together as if she was praying.

Suki finally sat straight on the couch and looked at Poppy clicking her tongue twice.

- What do you need? - She asked with a more strong voice.

- Do you know something about the gray troll in our Village? - Poppy asked.

DJ was thinking for a while, frowning and clicking her tongue.

- You mean Branch?

- Yes, this one's sitting on the branch above the Village - Poppy nodded excitedly.

- No no no, Poppy, his name is literally Branch - She said, stressing the last word.

- Oh... - Poppy was surprised.

- Is it that weird? Your name is literally Poppy!

- No, I mean... Did Trolls name him Branch because of his sitting on the branch the whole day and watching the Village? - Poppy asked.

- What? No... No one saw him on the branch above the Village. You did?

- Yes, and...

- And you think what? Why did your parents name you ‘Poppy’? Because your hair is poppy or you're the princess of pop trolls and they thought "Oh, Let's name her Poppy! She will be Poppy Queen of Pop! Poppy the Pop troll! It's really funny!" or maybe because you popped out your Mother 's hair and they were like "Oh, she just popped out from the hair, let's name her...

- Okay, okay, I understand, please stop - Poppy was laughing so much. - So his name is Branch. Just Branch. Only Branch. Without any reason.

- Yea, you Sherlock - Suki yawned, rubbing her eyes.

- So... Do you know anything else about him? - Poppy asked.

- Let me see - Suki looked, still quite sleepy, on the floor. - He's really mean, always angry, hates parties, hates everything, talks with no one, lives alone in the Forest, why are you asking? - She said it really fast, all in one breath.

- Well, he's gray and I'm the Queen so...

- But you have a boyfriend, girl! - Suki interrupted her.

- What? What?? Suki! You're really still sleeping right now!

- And what are we talking about? - DJ said pretending to be much more asleep than she actually was. Poppy laughed.

- Branch. How could I help him?

- With what? - Suki said confusedly.

- Returning his happiness of course! - Poppy smiled widely.

Suki smiled widely too but for other reasons.

- You're kidding me...

- No, I’m not! - Poppy said enthusiastically. - If I want to be a good Queen I must be able to make every single troll happy! And also everyone deserves to be happy, am I right?

- I dunno - Suki said without any enthusiasm, looking mindlessly at the floor. - You didn't even know about Branch existing, did you?

- But I changed it! And now I want to change everything! There are many more trolls needing help than I thought - Poppy said, walking to the window and looking through it. - I want to help them all. I want to make them feel happy.

She heard that Suki groaned out and fell on the couch. Poppy still looked through the window at the walking trolls. There were many of them! Maybe Suki was right, Branch would be too much at the beginning. There were so many others who needed her help, that she couldn't decide where she needed to start.

And then she heard the music. She turned around, but the only thing she could see was DJ's feet sticking out from the couch.

And then DJ sang:

Yo listen up here's a story About a little girl that lives in a blue world

Poppy came back to the couch to see DJ 's face. It was still weird for her but now she knew that only she could see and hear what was just happening. She sat in front of the couch and listened up.

And all day and all night and everything she sees is just blue Like her inside and outside Blue her house with a blue little window And a blue corvette And everything is blue for her And herself and everybody around 'Cause she ain't got nobody to listen

It was really surprising for Poppy. She always thought of her best friend as a chill person without any problems. She thought Suki could have her small problems and there was nothing more than that. Only happy, chilling Suki enjoying every single party that she hosted.

But Poppy was wrong. Suki wasn't that happy.

I'm blue da ba dee da ba daa...

Suki took a pillow and put it into her face, not stopping singing. This muffled "da ba dee da ba daa" sounded really pathetic. When she finished, she put the pillow back to its place and came back to her previous position, like she didn't move even a bit. Then she saw Poppy in front of her staring at her narrowly.

- What? - Suki asked, a bit confused.

- Is everything ok with you? - Poppy asked, pointing at her.

- Yea, I'm fine - Suki said with a blank face.

Poppy sighed, feeling really bad. Of course, there was something not ok with Suki, but if she hid it, Poppy couldn't help her. And it also hurt that her best friend hid something from her like she didn't trust her that much. Poppy wanted to help the whole Village and she even couldn't help her best friend! It was overwhelming.

- I'm sure you're not - Poppy pressed on her.

Suki twisted her lips. But didn't say anything.

- Suki, I am your best friend - Poppy said raising her arms widely. - You can tell me everything.

- I Just... Dunno... - She mumbled. - We don't spend that much time since you... started going out with Creek.

Poppy melted.

- I've even noticed that you spend time only with me out of all the Snack Pack - Suki gulped and looked at Poppy kinda worried if she was already upset or not.

- You know there are many bad things in this world and you always try to pretend that everything is ok - Suki continued, sitting up on the couch. - I feel like you hide more from me than I do from you. And it also feels like you hide those things also from yourself.

Poppy bit her lips. It wasn't true, was it? She just tried to be perfect Queen and make everyone happy. Was it bad?

And then she recalled her dad and felt tears in her eyes.

- No - She said, rubbing eyes and standing up. - No! I'm just trying to help you, ok?

Suki looked at her really sad.

- You didn't even listen to me.

- No, I listened!

- So what was I saying?

- About... About... - Poppy was shattered. - About me being bad Queen.

Suki rubbed her eyebrows.

- I didn't say that.

- Yes, you did!

- Ok, even if I did, I didn't mean it! - Suki was calm before, now she couldn't hold her tongue - Please, stop behaving like a child and escaping from your problems! Just listen to me!

Poppy couldn't stand it anymore. It was too much for one day. Too much, really too much... She started shaking her head.

- No - She said. - I've got enough to listen today!

And there she was. Running from Suki's pod through the Forest. Again.

It was really late evening so this time the woods were really dark and grim. Also, she didn't think about not getting lost in the Forest this time so she was of course lost after a few minutes. She didn't let the tears go down so she ran with a blurry view, almost gropingly. When she stopped, she found herself panting and exhausted, both physically and emotionally.

- You got this - she said to herself. - You are strong and you are brave. You can be a good person, you can be a good Queen...

She closed her eyes and frowned, whispering.

- But you can't be a good friend and you can't be a good daughter.

She felt tear swam down through her cheek. But before she could think more, she heard singing:

When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?

- Oh no - She whispered. She forced herself to run again. Running as fast as she could. Running towards the singing.

When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?

She felt her legs hurt, but she couldn't give up. She couldn't disappoint anybody else.

When you're falling in a forest and there's nobody around Do you ever really crash, or even make a sound?

She was almost there. She heard his voice so clearly. Suddenly she popped out from the leaves and stood a few meters away from Branch.

It was really unexpected. For him and for her.

Firstly, closely he looked different than she had imagined him. She thought for some reason he would be dirty, rusty, ugly, hunched, his hair is a mess... You know, just awful and wild. Like a troll who lived in the Forest for years and hated trolls so much. But he was... He was handsome. His black hair wasn't in a mess (there was also something galvanizing with them). His leaves hand-made vest looked really good, especially on him. And his eyes. His blue eyes were unexpectedly appealing.

- What are you doing here - Branch said toughly like it wasn't a question. She noticed that he also had a really pleasant voice, even if he was mean. And then she also noticed a rope that he was holding in his left hand.

It was the only thing that looked exactly as she expected but she wasn't happy with that.

- I guess... - She started shyly. - The same as what you do. Escape from the problems.

He dwined. His 'I hate you, at first sight, stranger' face melted a bit. Just a bit. They stood like that, looking at each other like the time had stopped. Then she felt a bit ashamed, so started rubbing her neck.

- Wanna walk a bit? - Poppy asked shyly.

- I don't want to go to the Village and meet happy-ever-after trolls - Branch murmured.

- Me neither.

He gave her a surprised glance and then looked discreetly on the rope, squeezing it.

- Fine - He added, then hid one hand into a pants pocket and started walking onward without explaining. Poppy just joined to his side but not so close. They were the strangest strangers in her whole life and it felt so dumb and awkward. But she also felt some kind of understanding connection between them, like they had the same sort of problem.

But she was sure they didn't.

- So... I've heard you live here in the woods... - She tried to start a little talk. - How is that?

- I dunno, dark, lonely, dangerous, boring... - Branch said, not looking at her. - Maybe you didn’t even know those words before.

- I knew those words... - She said, but then she added sadly. - I thought I knew...

He looked at her this time. He looked very surprised when she said something sadly.

- Why are you looking at me this way? - She asked, not sure if she was doing something wrong.

- Till now I thought I was the only sad troll... Ever - He said. - And I don't even know... You know who I am?

- Not at all - She answered. - I know your name is Branch and it's not because you like sitting on the branch above the Village and watching the trolls.

Corner of his mouth lifted a little up, making a tiny smile on his face, which surprised Poppy a lot. She didn't know he could do that. Did she amuse him? Thinking about it made her smile a bit.

- And... - She tried to continue. - Trolls thought that you're so mean and scary.

- And you?

- And I?

- You think that too?

- I dunno... I don't know you, I can't judge you but you seem to be really kind.

Branch lifted his eyebrow up.

- Seriously? - He said waggishly.

- Yes, you do!

He looked really amused by her. She didn't even notice when his smile became this wide. She forgot about her problems until he asked her:

- So... What was your problem?

- Hey! You didn't ask about my name! - She tried to stretch small talk a bit till they would start talking about their problems.

- Your name is Poppy - He said like it was obvious. - Poppy the Queen. Queen Poppy of the Pop trolls. Everyone knows you even if they don't want to.

- I wish they wanted - She said smiling widely and seeing as it made Branch a bit overwhelmed. He urgently came back to the topic.

- So... What's your problem? - He said. - I thought good Queens don't have any problems.

- I don't know if I am one - She said sadly.

- Why do you think so? - He worried. Just a bit.

She twisted her lips. And then groaned out slightly.

- I... I don't even... I can't even visit my dad in the hospital - Poppy forced herself to say that. - He's dying and I... I can't get it. Why him? Why now? Why do I feel so guilty?

She felt her lips wobbling, but she tried so hard not to cry in front of Branch.

- And my best friend... She said that I can't listen. She said I behaved like a child. And she said I was escaping from my problems and... And... And...

She felt tears in her eyes. She made a deep breath to calm herself.

- And she was right. I can't help anyone. Even myself.

- Well, you actually helped someone - Branch said.

Poppy frowned. She lifted up her eyes to see his face, trying to understand what he meant. But then she noticed his hands were empty... And there wasn't rope anywhere.

- And I think the only troll who can help you is your dad - He said with a blank face like he didn't know what expression he should show her.

She put her eyes down on the ground.

- I don't know if I already can...

- You have got time till the end of the world - He said shrugging his arms.

He was right. Her dad couldn't wait any longer for her. She should spend as much time with him as she could. Like... Right now.

And maybe he could be this one person in the world who could understand her hearing-thoughts problem. She looked at Branch so gratefully.

- Thank you - Poppy smiled at him. She wanted so hard to hug him but she knew it would be too much for him. They were still more strangers than friends.

- You're welcome - He crossed his arms on the chest, smiling back to her. It was still surprising how charming his smile was.

- Will we meet again? - She asked, hoping that he didn't disagree.

- Well... - He looked like he was thinking about something. Then he finally said: - But not in the Village.

- No - She smiled warmly. - Not in the Village.

They stood like that for a while until Branch folded his arms saying:

- You don't know the way back, do you?

Poppy giggled. He guessed exactly what she thought.

- No, I don't - She smirked.

Branch rolled his eyes and guided her to the Village.

* * *

It was harder than she'd expected. Or it was just a week full of unexpected things. She came back to the hospital almost in the middle of the night and found the room where her dad laid. She was walking a bit in front of the door - she couldn't go in. It was still too much for her. She hadn't let herself think or feel about it, so now she was filled only with that. She trembled. And then she heard her daddy's voice singing:

Hear my voice... as i'm calling out for you Hear my voice... there are things I wish you knew for even if my heart is strange and hard to understand I'll give all that I have for you I'll help you take a stand so hear my voice... as i'm calling out for you Hear my voice... there are things i wish you knew so hear my voice... Hear my voice.... Hear my voice...

It was really heartbreaking. She went into the room and then she saw him. King Peppy just laid on the hospital bed and looked sadly on the wall. She went towards him and called him out with tears in her eyes. He beamed as he saw her. She jumped to his bed and hugged him so tight.

They cried like they hadn't seen each other for years.

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DJ Suki - I’m Blue

Branch - Waving through a window

King Peppy - Hear my voice

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