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Why I Named Myself After Cameron Frye

As most of you have already guessed, taking one look at my Tumblr account definitely would render this as stating the obvious, but Cameron Frye is a character that means a lot to me, and I consider him to be one of the deepest on-screen characters to come out of cinema. His story is such a behemoth to dissect because of how much it resonates with people, with me being one of those people. As I grow older, I realize just how much I reconcile with this character, and how much his story means to me. This is my analysis.

This post will dive into heavy topics, such as depression, anxiety, suicide/suicidal thoughts, mental illness/mental disorder, self diagnosed mental disorder, parental issues/parental abuse, among other things of that likeness. If these are topics that disturb you in any way, I suggest skipping this post for your own sake. I must also note that I am in no way a mental health expert. This post does not intend to diagnose anybody who might experience similar behaviors to that of those mentioned in this post. If you are experiencing symptoms of anxiety, depression, paranoia etc, please talk to someone who can help you seek a proper diagnosis. Your life matters, and your feelings are valid, and you are not alone, but I strongly advise that you please do not take this post as advice to improve your mental health. This is a character breakdown/close analysis and a comparison of a character’s experiences to that of my own experiences in my own life. That being said, you have been warned.

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is nothing short of an iconic movie, and that’s not just an opinion. Released in 1986, by a slow rising studio at the time, Paramount Pictures, it was the tenth highest grossing film in 1986, pulling in over $70 million in the box office worldwide, on just a budget of $5 million. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off was a financial miracle for the company, and was definitely a novelty for the time period. Teen high school buddy movies were a popular trope in teen movies, and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is a prime example of one of these movies.

But before I go on, here is a quick film synopsis, for those who haven’t seen it or have seen it and need a refresher. As always, I recommend watching the film to anybody who hasn’t seen it before reading this post. At the time of me writing this, the film is available to watch on Netflix until October 31st.

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is a film about professional high school slacker, Ferris Bueller, who can get away with just about anything by his cleverness and wit. A master manipulator, who elaborately schemes different ways he could ditch school without consequences. After duping his parents into believing he was sick for the 9th time in his senior high school year, he calls upon his friend Cameron, who was skipping school due to an alleged genuine sickness, who helps Ferris to bail his girlfriend Sloane out of class by faking the death of her grandmother via a fake phone call performed by Cameron to the principle of the school. Before dishing Sloane out of a boring history lecture, Ferris manipulates Cameron into letting him drive his fathers beloved 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California to go pick up Sloane from school. Once the three of them are united and officially ditching school, Ferris Bueller treats the two of them to a day in the city, showing them everything he can as means of showing them the joy of living, before he and Cameron would have to graduate in June. From there, shenanigans ensue, as they spend the day doing as much as they can with each other before Ferris would have to scheme his way back home before his parents arrive.

Naturally, a spoiler warning is now in effect for the rest of this post. You have been warned.

Despite the title of the movie having Ferris’s name front and center, my interpretation of the film puts Cameron Frye in the role of the main character, as he is the character who experiences the most development over the course of the film.

The message of the film is apparent within the first scene of the film, with Ferris opening the movie with a monologue about how he schemes his way out of school, a commentary on high school and how it wastes away the lives of teenagers. Ferris repeats the iconic phrase in this scene, “life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” The rest of the film's messages are implied through the events that unfold after.

Ferris, while shown to be manipulative, and selfish, his end goal was not to just skip school and get away with it. His intentions are directed solely at his friend Cameron. Through his interactions with him and his narration to the audience, Ferris makes it clear that he acts this way towards Cameron to loosen him up.

As we are introduced to Cameron, it is abundantly clear that he is a polar opposite to Ferris. He’s an extreme pessimist, with a bleak outlook on life. He doesn’t believe in the beauty of living life to the fullest the way Ferris does. Unlike Ferris, who is sitting outside sunbathing next to the pool, happily sipping pineapple juice without a care in the world, Cameron is lying sickly in bed, medication and tissues scattered around the bed and side tables. Immediately, Ferris invalidates Cameron’s perceived sickness, telling him to get off his ass and to pick him up from home. The next scene, Cameron is sitting in his car, debating whether or not to do what Ferris says, ultimately giving in and going to Ferris’s house anyways, going against his own will to do so.

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Cameron is explicitly shown to be susceptible to Ferris’s manipulation tactics, aware of what Ferris is doing, he still does what he wants anyways, whether that be out of fear of losing Ferris (Ferris makes numerous empty threats towards Cameron about their relationship. I.e: “If you don’t come over here, you can find yourself a new best friend.” “You’ve been saying that since the 4th grade, pal.”) or because in his mind, he knows he needs to get out of the rut he’s found himself in since the day he was born. While Ferris is on the phone with Cameron in this scene, Ferris tells him his sickness is “just in your head.” It’s a line that goes deeper than the surface level of just Ferris being an asshole towards his friend. Expectations are ultimately just in your head. While it certainly isn’t easy to shake them, and it takes a lot more than just lying to yourself to let go of your anxieties, it’s a commentary on how those who are depressed, such as myself, let the weight of expectations stop them from doing what they truly want to do.

Cameron can be characterized as paranoid, neurotic, cynical, pessimistic, worrisome, depressed, protective and reasonable, among other things. As Ferris continues to test his patience, Cameron continuously tries to protest against Ferris’s antics. Let’s go back to the Ferrari I had mentioned previously. This Ferrari is an important symbol in Cameron’s story. The Ferrari symbolizes everything Cameron is. It’s the reason why he’s neurotic, scared, paranoid, and why he acts the way he does. In a way, you could say the Ferrari represents all of Cameron’s deep anxieties.

The Ferrari is also important to the story because of Cameron’s father. Cameron’s father is never present in the film, and neither is Cameron’s mother. Through the progression of the film, we are filled in about Cameron’s home life through narration from Ferris, and dialogue from Cameron himself.

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Cameron’s father is, to put it bluntly, abusive towards Cameron, and it’s implied he’s abusive towards his mother as well. The Ferrari is his fathers most prized possession, which can be tied into the symbolism of the Ferrari representing all of Cameron’s anxieties and fears. Cameron’s father is proud of Cameron’s anxiety. This is because with these fears, he can control Cameron, and keep him in line. This is why Cameron is depressed, and spends most of the movie freaking out over the possibility of his father finding out about him skipping school, and worse, doing so with Ferris, letting him drive the oh-so-precious vehicle. He is scared of his father knowing about him defying his own fears.

I intended this blog to get personal, because after all, I named myself Cameron for a reason. The implications of Cameron’s home life definitely struck chords with me. As Cameron continues to go along with Ferris, his anxieties build up and up and up. Like Cameron, I constantly subject myself to putting up with my own personal Ferris Buellers. In a way, Ferris can represent who Cameron longs to be.

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(Take note of what Cameron says at the timestamp 1:30-2:15)

Ferris, while being his own character, can also symbolize a side of Cameron that he wished he could embrace, if he had just let go of his anxieties. There is a duality between the two of them that I find in myself. I deal with the weight of my parents expectations, constantly subjecting myself to burn out so intensely to the point of me getting physically sick.

Ferris is aware of Cameron’s situation. In the scene where Ferris, Sloane and Cameron are eating at a fancy restaurant, we get a cut of Ferris in the bathroom, at the sink, as he fills the audience in on the details of Cameron’s home life.

“I used to worry that my family was the only one that had weirdness in it. That used to worry me. Then I saw how Cameron’s family functioned. His home life is really twisted. That's why he's sick all the time. It really bothers him. He’s the only guy I know who feels better when he’s sick. If I had to live in that house, I’d probably pray for a disease too. The place is like a museum. It’s very beautiful and very cold, and you’re not allowed to touch anything. Can you imagine what it must have been like for Cameron to be in that joint as a baby? I’m actually amazed that I got the car out of the garage. I caught Cameron digging the ride once or twice. It's good for him. It teaches him to deal with his fear.”

Ferris is a part of Cameron. Without Ferris, Cameron would’ve never realized his own anxieties and how much they really controlled his life. Ferris was raised wildly different from Cameron, Cameron’s illness being born from his demanding home life, where he learns that any kind of disorder is bad. Everything must be perfect, and in life, everything has an order. Cameron goes about life with this attitude, insisting that everything be done in a way that causes as little chaos as possible. This brings me to the art museum scene.

This scene is perhaps one of the most impactful scenes in the entire movie, and one that resonates with me so deeply. Up until this point, Cameron has spent the entire time worrying himself sick, hardly enjoying himself the way Ferris wants him to. In the museum, Cameron is stuck looking at pointillist painting, “A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte”, a well-known piece painted by George Seruat.

As a former art student, my class had a unit on pointillist paintings. To put it simply, pointillism is a style of painting where the artist, instead of using lines or strokes to create a picture, the artist will poke dots onto a canvas using various different primary colors that when viewed from far away, appear to blend together to achieve the desired effect of our eyes seeing secondary colors. These dots are very compact and close together, and when placed accordingly, the colors take shape and come together as a whole, and so we see all of the little dots at once take the form of the painting are eyes are seeing.

As Cameron stares at this painting, he focuses on the little girl in the picture in front of him. Each shot alternates between Cameron and the little girl, with every shot shown of the little girl, zooming in closer and closer to the canvas.

This is where we, the audience, begin to notice the dots on the canvas, as the more Cameron looks at this painting, the more he begins to realize that there is nothing there. The little girl isn’t real, the entire painting isn’t real, as they are nothing but small dots on a canvas. This scene has many different interpretations to it, as many people have debated the meaning of this scene. Personally, this scene to me means that Cameron is realizing how futile it is to worry about everything. The more he stares, the more he realizes that nothing is there. The more he worries, the more minuscule the meaning of life becomes. The more he worries, the more he loses his grip on reality, and he realizes how much of a nothingness he has become, just like the little girl in the painting, he is nothing. He projects his existentialism onto each of the little dots on the canvas, this represents the realization that the more he spends his time worrying, the more meaningless his life becomes.

I’ve spent years of my life dealing with anxiety and paranoia, and like Cameron, it has taken a toll on me and my attitude towards living. Cameron spends his life feeling sorry for himself, wishing he had a way out, being consumed by his fears so much so to the point that he causes himself physical stress. I have had episodes where I’ve grown so grim and stricken from stress that my hair would fall out in clumps and I’d develop sore throats despite hardly using my voice.

Growing up in a household similar to Cameron’s, all my life I’ve been burdened with the expectation to be perfect like my mother. I’d go out of my way for people that hardly cared about me, and I’d cut down my own self esteem for the smallest mistakes. There’s a reason why Cameron speaks to me in this way, because he of all people would understand how I felt. Backtracking to the conversation Cameron has with Sloane, she suggests Cameron should go to college, to which Cameron replies “for what?” She asks him what his interests are, and Cameron responds with a simple “nothing.”

Being burdened with only being able to do one thing your whole life, and that being adhering to authority, Cameron becomes self aware of his lack of thinking for himself. He doesn’t have any interests because nobody allowed him to be his own person in the first place.

This brings me to the last few scenes I want to mention. We’ve established the Ferrari as being a symbol for Cameron’s deepest anxieties. The Ferrari is all that remains of the Cameron that’s been established at the beginning of the story by the climax of the film. As the evening creeps up on Ferris, Sloane and Cameron, it comes time for the three of them to pick up the Ferrari from the public garage they have left the Ferrari in at the beginning of their frolic through the city. By this point, Cameron has loosened up, finally feeling able to relax and praise the day for being good. As Ferris is driving, he takes a look at the dashboard, noticing the car’s mileage.

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Unbeknownst to them, while they believed the car was safely being looked after in the garage, a pair of garage valets had taken the Ferrari out for a joyride, adding a significant amount of miles onto the car. The mileage on the car is important because Cameron’s father has the mileage number on the car memorized, as a means of keeping Cameron from driving it. Once Cameron realizes this, his hope of possibly getting away with having one good day is shattered and he goes into shock.

Despite the car still being in perfect physical condition, Cameron breaks down because he knows his father will notice the change in the mileage. All and any attempts to bring Cameron back are futile, as Ferris and Sloane take him back to Sloane’s house to sit in the pool while Cameron collects himself.

The events that take place after this scene is the final climax and breaking point for Cameron’s character. Cameron eventually regains himself after jumping into the pool and laying at the bottom, not coming to the surface until Ferris dives in after him to save him. We cut to the three of them in Cameron’s garage with the Ferrari, the Ferrari being propped up by the backside. With a cinder block on the reverse pedal, the car’s engine runs continuously, attempting to take the miles off the car.

This is where Cameron finally explains his breakdown to Ferris and Sloane.

“You know, that whole time I was just thinking things over. I was like, I was like meditating. Then I sort of watched myself from inside. I realized it was ridiculous being afraid. Worrying about everything; wishing I was dead. All that shit. I’m tired of it. It was the best day of my life. I’m going to miss you guys next year.”

Cameron has finally reached a point in his development where he realizes the futility of his paranoia and anxiety. He has come to his senses and he looks back on his journey of discovering himself. His self realization is put to the test when he goes to check on the Ferrari, noticing the mileage hasn’t changed at all since putting the car in reverse.

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This is where Cameron’s arc is completed. He totals the car and he does so with a smile. Cameron realizes that living in fear is no life at all. He finally starts thinking for himself, pushing himself to stand up for himself. The Ferrari has been totaled, but this is far from a loss for Cameron. This scene symbolizes Cameron diminishing the last of his fear of his father and himself. It’s a moment in cinema history that stands out among other critically acclaimed films from the 80′s. Cameron no longer sees himself as nothing, after having been treated like nothing his entire life. The painting, the car, Ferris himself all stand as important symbols in Cameron’s development over the course of the film. Ferris is the one symbol that remains with Cameron by the end of the movie, because while Ferris is his own person and character, he has solidified himself as a part of Cameron, an allegory for what’s going on in Cameron’s psyche. Cameron wants to be free like Ferris is. The moment he is tempted to follow Ferris does he truly realize what it means to be free. He never stopped Ferris because while he was reluctant to do what Ferris wanted, he knows in his heart and mind that there is no other way out. The whole day he spends out in the real world with his friend, he realizes that the way he was raised was wrong. There is no order in life, nothing is decided, and when you spend all of your time worrying and waiting for the future, your life flies by without giving you a chance to live it for yourself. There are more important things in the world than material things, like the Ferrari. Ferris said it best: “A man with his priorities so far out of wack doesn’t deserve such a fine automobile.”

And so Cameron decides to face his father. We never get to see this scene, as it is up to the audience's imagination to determine what happened between the two of them, but we can infer that with Cameron’s newfound confidence and belief in himself, that he will be just fine. For the first time in his life, Cameron is going to be just fine.

So where does that leave me? What do me, a 16 year old gay, transgender kid, and Cameron Frye have in common? The reason Cameron resonates with me on such a personal level is because he is everything I see in myself compiled into a character. It’s really empowering to see a flawed character rising to the occasion and acknowledging themselves as the issue to their problems. While Cameron’s problems are in no way his fault and are merely a product of the way he was raised and treated his whole life, he reflects on himself and does something to change his outlook on life. Even with his issues, he proves that there is hope to be found in a life that has done nothing but treat you like shit. Like Cameron, I have struggled with a stifling home life, with controlling and manipulative parents that don’t allow me to be my own person. I have spent years of my life worrying, and waiting, and feeling sorry for myself, hoping that one day I’ll just drop dead and get the pain over with. Your life might not improve just because you stood up for yourself once. We never see what happens to Cameron after he totals the car because there is a message to be seen there, that being we have no idea what the future holds, but whether or not we want to find out if it’s something positive or negative is up to us. Self discovery is a process, and totaling the car was a big part of it.

I have spent years running from myself, trying to figure out what it was I did to deserve to be hurt by my own family, only to realize that it was never my fault. Environments have the ability to be changed, and like Cameron, the first step in my process was taking a stand and defending it. Even when I was turning my own knife against me, allowing myself to succumb to my depressive episodes, I still reluctantly followed my personal Ferris Bueller, seeking help from the people around me. While I am far from completing my journey of self discovery, like Cameron, I’ll just have to follow Ferris Bueller’s advice.

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

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kahran042 · 11 months

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About one of my newest projects

Title: Jonas Corbin’s Guide to Life

Jonas Corbin’s sophomore year of high school is getting off to a good start - he’s been assigned the locker next to his childhood friend and long-time crush Kiera Bernhardt in the same year that Kiera’s rather intimidating older brother has gone off to college, giving him the perfect opportunity to confess his feelings. However, will he be able to talk to Kiera without choking? And why is their mutual friend Chloe suddenly being so harsh towards him? Tells the story of Jonas’ sophomore, junior, and senior years at Foxwood High School in New Hampshire.

Other things:

Lots of esoteric references, mostly to anime and JRPGs.

Some degree of fourth-wall awareness, but not to ridiculous levels.

Teen characters are treated with respect.

Despite being named after a specific character, has an ensemble cast. Jonas is the narrator, though.

Everyone is ****ed-up to some degree, just like in real life.

At the same time, no one is purely good or bad. Again, just like in real life.

Some supernatural elements, although most, if not all, of them would be Maybe Magic, Maybe Mundane.

Musical numbers, not necessarily in every episode, but a decent number.

Starts out fairly lighthearted and gradually becomes darker throughout, possibly even with some deaths, but never loses its humorous side and ends on a hopeful note.

No one is beyond redemption, but not everyone accepts it.

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TV TROPES THAT APPLY TO THE SETTING AND CHARACTERS

Jonas Corbin:

Brilliant, but Lazy

Captain Oblivious: Oblivious to both Chloe's and Mia's feelings for him. However, it's slightly implied that he may be faking it to avoid breaking the heart of one of his best friends or his other best friend's little sister.

Character Narrator

Childhood Friend Romance: With Kiera - they've known each other since they were kids, and he's had romantic feelings for her since they were in seventh grade.

Clueless Chick Magnet: Especially in the later seasons.

Deadpan Snarker

Determinator: Despite his lazy tendencies, he can be surprisingly persistent if there’s something he really wants.

First-Person Smartass

Friendly Enemy: He has this kind of relationship with Principal Mazlish.

Fun Size: The shortest boy in the core six, and a pretty fun guy.

Guile Hero

Hidden Depths: He's a gifted writer, and is implied to become a professional novelist in the future.

High School Hustler

Inferiority Superiority Complex: His Small Name, Big Ego tendencies are implied to be a way of coping with his insecurities.

Jerk with a Heart of Gold

Kindhearted Cat Lover: He may not be especially kindhearted, but he does dote on his cat Leo.

Not a Morning Person

Obfuscating Stupidity

Obliviously Beautiful: A rare male example, especially later in the series.

Occidental Otaku: Although it’s never made clear whether he has a genuine interest in anime or just joined the anime club to be close to Kiera and became the mask.

Oral Fixation: He's often seen chewing gum, with ginger being his favorite flavor. It's implied that he does it as a way of coping with anxiety.

Rebellious Spirit

Sad Clown: Has a lot of insecurities, mostly related to his parents’ divorce, which he covers up with his class-clown persona.

Second-Year Protagonist

Small Name, Big Ego: Can be pretty boastful and cocky sometimes.

The Leader

The Slacker: At least before he starts trying to improve himself.

Brad Thompson:

Academic Athlete

Deadpan Snarker

Farm Boy

Gentle Giant: The tallest of the core six, and also one of the nicer ones.

Lovable Jock

Only Sane Man: Sometimes shares this role with Nate and Kiera.

Shout-Out: His favorite chicken is named Catherine as a reference to Robotrek and Terranigma.

The Lancer

The Reliable One

Why Did It Have to Be Spiders?

Chloe Seaver:

Bifauxnen

Bifauxnen and Lad-ette: Bifauxnen to her rival and eventual girlfriend Mia’s Lad-ette.

Big Eater

Boyish Short Hair

Brilliant, but Lazy: Although she's not as lazy as Jonas, she still doesn't apply herself in school despite having intelligence at least on par with her Academic Athlete brother Mark.

Bruiser with a Soft Center

Competition Freak

Cross Player: Plays a male dwarf barbarian in the RPG Episode.

Cute Bruiser

Deadpan Snarker

Jerk with a Heart of Gold

Lovable Jock

Occidental Otaku

Passionate Sports Girl

Pets as a Present: She was given her pet hedgehog Frodo as a fourteenth birthday present.

Pint-Sized Powerhouse: The shortest and arguably the strongest of the core six.

Shorttank

Super Drowning Skills: Despite being incredibly fit and athletic, she can't swim.

Sweet Tooth

The Big Guy

The Napoleon: Physically the smallest of the core six, but also the most aggressive.

The Rival: She is the rival of Mia for Jonas' attention, at least initially.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to both Kiera's and Alicia's girly girls.

Tomboy with a Girly Streak: Although she is very much a tomboy, she also took flower-arranging classes at one point and actually enjoyed them.

Tsundere: Towards Jonas.

Kiera Bernhardt:

Academic Athlete

All Girls Want Bad Boys: She's attracted to Connor Urquhart during the first two seasons, although it's somewhat downplayed by the fact that she's not drawn to him because he's a bad boy, but because she can see a glimmer of goodness within him.

Big Brother Attraction: Notice all the tropes that her brother Adrian and her crush Connor have in common. This is not a coincidence.

Bookworm: Although not to the degree of her brother, she does enjoy reading, especially the works of Tamora Pierce.

Brainy Brunette

Camera Fiend: While she isn't as passionate about photography as Courtney, she does still have an interest in it, and she and Courtney eventually bond over their shared interest.

Childhood Friend Romance: With Jonas.

Class Princess

Deadpan Snarker: Not as much as some other characters, but she does have her moments.

Dude Magnet

Even The Girls Want Her: Morgan is attracted to her.

Gentlewoman Snarker: She comes from a wealthy family, and can snark with the best of them.

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: Generally very feminine, but is also a passionate lacrosse player and skier.

Heavy Sleeper

Kindhearted Cat Lover: Her family has three cats, and she loves them all, especially the youngest, Lilith.

Ms. Vice Girl: Arguably the nicest of the core six, but takes great pride in her good looks and athletic accomplishments.

My Nayme Is: Her name is spelled Kiera, not the more-common Keira or Kira. Getting it wrong is one of the few ways to get her mad.

Occidental Otaku

Only Sane Woman: Shares this role with Nate and occasionally Brad.

Passionate Sports Girl

Proud Beauty

Silk Hiding Steel

Spoiled Sweet

Team Mom

The Heart

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Zig-zagged. She's the girly girl to Chloe's tomboy, and the tomboy to Alicia's girly girl.

Trademark Favorite Food: Buffalo wings.

Unaffected by Spice: A downplayed example, but she loves spicy food, especially buffalo wings.

Uptown Girl: Coming from a wealthier family, she counts as this for Jonas.

Why Did It Have to Be Snakes?: She's afraid of heights due to taking a nasty fall while climbing trees with Jonas when they were eight years old.

Nate Kellerman:

Adorkable

Bespectacled Cutie: A rare male example.

Bookworm: The most well-read of the core six.

Brainy Brunet

Character Tics: Ties his hair back when he's thinking hard.

Deadpan Snarker

Genius Sweet Tooth

Hidden Depths: Despite his generally cowardly nature, he loves horror movies.

Jewish and Nerdy

Lovable Coward

Neat Freak

Nice Jewish Boy

Only Sane Man: Shares this role with Kiera and sometimes Brad.

Proud to Be a Geek

Smart People Wear Glasses: Wears glasses, and is the smartest of the core six.

Teen Genius

The Smart Guy

“Well Done, Son” Guy

Alicia Ramsey:

Animal Lover

Apologizes a Lot

Cloudcuckoolander: Has her moments of this.

Covert Pervert

Cute Clumsy Girl

D-Cup Distress: She hates having large breasts, both because of the attention they attract and because she had to give up on her dream of becoming a professional gymnast because of them.

Daddy’s Girl

Expy: Pretty much a human version of Fluttershy.

Genius Ditz: Despite her Cloudcuckoolander tendencies, she knows a lot about animals and nature in general, and is a talented pianist and budding composer - self-taught, to boot!

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: The most feminine of the core six, but is also an Outdoorsy Gal with an interest in insects.

Granola Girl

Hiding Behind Your Bangs: Of the “shy” type.

Huge Schoolgirl

Missing Mom: Her mother died when she was three.

Obliviously Beautiful

Outdoorsy Gal: A rare girly-girl example.

Shrinking Violet

Signature Instrument: A self-taught pianist, but prefers the electric keyboard.

Sixth Ranger: Although she joins the group in the first episode, she still qualifies.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to both Chloe and Kiera's tomboys.

Mark Seaver:

Academic Athlete

Aloof Ally: Not the friendliest person, but is willing to help out when needed.

Ambiguously Bi: Easily the biggest womanizer in the cast, but he and his best friend Connor are depicted as closer than most best friends usually are.

Big Brother Bully

Big Brother Instinct: Despite his Big Brother Bully tendencies, he is fiercely protective of his younger siblings and would do anything for them.

Big Brother Mentor: Sometimes fulfills this role to the core six, especially Chloe since he actually is her big brother.

Big Eater

Bully Turned Buddy / Friendly Enemy: To the core six.

Chivalrous Pervert

Embarrassing Middle Name: His middle name is Read, which makes his initials M.R.S., or Mrs. Fortunately for him, the only ones to know it are his younger siblings and his best friend Connor.

Hidden Depths: He loves tabletop RPGs, especially Wayfarer.

Incompatible Orientation: Has a crush on Lesbian Jock Lauren Reinholt.

Jerk Jock with a Heart of Gold

Occidental Otaku: Although he doesn’t like to admit it.

Real Men Wear Pink: Generally very masculine, but has a taste for shoujo anime.

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Manly man to Connor's sensitive guy.

Signature Instrument: Drums.

Connor Urquhart:

Aloof Big Brother: At his best.

Big Brother Bully: At his worst… although see Cruel to Be Kind, below.

Animal Motifs: Crows. He dresses in black, is both clever and creepy, and has managed to befriend a local murder of crows by feeding them.

Berserk Button: Do not call him Connie.

Big Brother Instinct: In his words, “If anyone other than me were to **** with Morgan, I would have no choice but to murder them.”

Cold Ham

Cruel to Be Kind: Part of why he pushes Morgan away is to protect her from his incestuous desires.

Dark Is Not Evil: Despite his Gothic appearance and grim nature, he is, at his very worst, a Jerkass with a Hidden Heart of Gold.

Deadpan Snarker

Embarrassing Nickname: See Berserk Button, above.

Goth

Hidden Depths: Poetry editor for the school’s literary magazine.

Iconic Item: His black trench coat.

Icy Blue Eyes

Jerk with a Heart of Gold

Lean and Mean

Long-Haired Pretty Boy

Masculine Girl, Feminine Boy: Feminine boy to Morgan’s masculine girl.

Must Have Caffeine: His favorite drink is black coffee, which he can't wake up without.

Nonconformist Dyed Hair: A natural blond who dyes his hair black with cobalt blue streaks to match his Goth aesthetic.

Not a Morning Person

Perpetual Frowner

Pet the Dog: Once walked an injured Courtney to the nurse's office for reasons unclear even to him.

Pyromaniac: Slightly implied in the first holiday special, in which he’s shown smiling serenely as he stares into a fire.

Reformed, but Not Tamed: After his suicide attempt, he starts showing his heart of gold a bit more, but retains his gloomy, snarky attitude.

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Sensitive guy to Mark's manly man… if you can really call him "sensitive," that is.

Shout-Out: With a dash of Expy. He’s named after and very loosely based on Connor Murphy from Dear Evan Hansen.

Signature Instrument: Bass guitar.

Significant Birth Date: Born on Walpurgisnacht, referencing his rather morbid attitude.

Sitcom Archnemesis: At least, that's how Chloe sees him. Connor is fully aware that she doesn't like him, but just doesn't care… or at least, that's what he claims.

Sugar-and-Ice Personality: A lot more ice than sugar, with his warmer side showing itself mostly around Mark, Christi, and sometimes Morgan.

The Cynic

The Snark Knight

The Stoner: Much like his namesake.

Troubled Teen

Used to Be a Sweet Kid

Morgan Urquhart:

Afraid of Clowns

Beware the Nice Ones / Bully Hunter: See Little Sister Instinct, below.

Flower Motifs: Roses. Her middle name is Rose, which also happens to be her favorite flower.

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: Generally a straight-up girly-girl, but is also the starting goalie on the girls' JV lacrosse team.

Iconic Item: Her Celtic knot necklace, a gift from Connor on her thirteenth birthday.

Incompatible Orientation: Has a crush on her heterosexual best friend Sarah Reinholt.

Jerkass to One: Connor. Justified in that he's usually a jerkass to her first.

Lipstick Lesbian: Although technically, she’s a bisexual homoromantic.

Little Sister Instinct: Was once suspended for giving Nick Murphy a swift kick in the babymakers because he was harassing her brother.

Masculine Girl, Feminine Boy: Masculine girl to Connor’s feminine boy.

Once Done, Never Forgotten: Kicking Nick in the balls.

Signature Instrument: Clarinet.

Straight Gay

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to her best friend Sarah's girly girl, and girly girl to her eventual girlfriend Lydia's tomboy.

Trademark Favorite Food: Peaches.

Sarah Reinholt:

Closet Key: She's the first girl Morgan was ever attracted to. Unfortunately, she's straight.

Drama Queen: Has her moments of this.

Hair of Gold, Heart of Gold: She has blonde hair and is one of the nicer and more innocent characters in the series.

Kindhearted Cat Lover: Loves cats, especially her own cat Pekoe.

Large Ham: She can be this sometimes, especially during her Drama Queen moments.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to both her best friend Morgan and her sister Lauren's tomboys.

Lauren Reinholt:

Lesbian Jock

Occidental Otaku

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to her sister Sarah's girly girl.

Tomboy with a Girly Streak

Jessica Beaumont:

Lovable Alpha Bitch

Middle Child Syndrome: She’s the middle child of three siblings, which is why she seeks attention through cheerleading.

Stuck in Their Shadow: Sometimes feels this way, considering that her older brother is an Ivy League scholar and her younger sister is a borderline juvenile delinquent.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to her sister Jadyn's tomboy.

Thom Anderson:

Berserk Button: Do not call him Thomas or Tommy.

Disappointing Older Sibling: At least, that’s how his sister Courtney sees him when compared to their handsome and athletic stepbrother Kyle.

Embarrassing Nickname: Inverted. He insists on going by Thom rather than his full name, Thomas.

Hates Their Parent: His biological father, for walking out on the family eleven years ago.

My Nayme Is: He's very insistent on his name being spelled with a silent H.

Occidental Otaku

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Sensitive guy to Kyle's manly man.

Kyle Levy:

Academic Athlete

Big Little Brother: He's two months younger and an inch taller than his stepbrother Thom.

Hidden Heart of Gold: It takes his friendship with Courtney, and eventually Thom, to bring it out, but he does have one.

Jerk Jock

Long-Haired Pretty Boy

One Head Taller: He's a little over six feet tall, whereas his girlfriend Nina is 5'7".

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Manly man to Thom's sensitive guy.

The Ace

Troubled Teen

Courtney Anderson:

Big Brother Attraction: Or, more accurately, Big Stepbrother Attraction.

Camera Fiend: Has a passion for photography, which eventually leads to her forming a close bond with Kiera. Of note is the fact that Courtney uses film while Kiera is primarily digital.

Lascivious Beauty Mark: Has a beauty mark under her right eye, and is probably the most flirtatious character in the series.

Replacement Goldfish: Kyle sees her as a substitute for his deceased biological sister Kendra.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to her best friend Jadyn's tomboy.

Nick Murphy:

Dumb Jock

Jerk Jock

Malicious Misnaming: Almost always calls Jonas "Jon-ass".

Morality Pet: Despite his general Jerkass tendencies, he is protective of his brother Jared and his cousin Caitlyn.

The Bully

Jared Murphy:

Book Dumb: While he's smarter than his brother, he still doesn't do well academically.

Hair-Trigger Temper

Hidden Depths: Has a taste for musical theater and is a member of the drama club.

Jerk Jock

Large Ham: As a hot-headed theatre kid, it’s pretty much a given.

Morality Pet: Like Nick, he’s very protective of his cousin Caitlyn.

Signature Instrument: Electric guitar.

The Bully

Zane Kessler:

Big Brother Instinct: Despite his general aloofness towards his little sister Jasmine, he's still protective of her.

Big Ego, Hidden Depths: Despite his Small Name, Big Ego tendencies, he does have a genuine passion for anime, which is why he was appointed club president in the first place.

Occidental Otaku: President and co-founder of Foxwood High's anime club.

Small Name, Big Ego: He can be pretty full of himself at times, considering that he's just the president of a high-school anime club.

Jasmine Kessler:

Berserk Button: Ginger jokes.

Embarrassing Nickname: Jazz. The only ones allowed to call her that are her older brother Zane and her best friend Mia.

Fiery Redhead

Genki Girl

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: A very feminine girl who also plays on the school's JV basketball team.

Quirky Curls

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to her best friend Mia's tomboy.

Nina Chapman:

Ambiguously Brown

Beta Bitch

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: While she's very much a Girly Girl, she also takes a shop class.

Odd Name Out: The only member of Jessica's Girl Posse not named after a fictional cheerleader.

The Starscream: Despite being Jessica's best friend, she secretly wants to usurp her position as Alpha Bitch.

Ashley Cournane:

Hidden Depths: A member of the Gay-Straight Alliance.

Pom-Pom Girl: The most enthusiastic member of the cheer squad.

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Girly girl to her best friend Christi's tomboy.

Malcolm Stone:

Academic Athlete

Bald Head of Toughness: Although if you ask him, it's a shaved head of toughness.

Genius Bruiser

Gentle Giant

The Stoic

Mia Thompson:

Abhorrent Admirer: Although she's better-looking than most examples of this trope, Jonas is still repelled by her unpleasant personality.

Bifauxnen and Lad-ette: Lad-ette to her rival and eventual girlfriend Chloe’s Bifauxnen.

Bi-Wildered: Her reaction when she realizes she's attracted to Chloe… although it's never made clear whether it's more of a reaction to being attracted to girls in general, or to Chloe in particular.

Farm Girl

Hidden Heart of Gold

Jerkass

Kiddy Coveralls: She's older than most examples, but she is a tomboyish farm girl who usually wears overalls.

Stalker with a Crush: On Jonas.

The Gadfly: Towards pretty much everyone, but especially likes provoking Jonas and Brad.

The Rival: To Chloe.

Tomboy

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to her best friend Jasmine's girly girl.

Wasted Beauty: Acknowledged as very attractive, but it's marred by her Jerkass tendencies.

Lydia Renfrew:

Brilliant, but Lazy

Cool Big Sis: To Shea. Eventually becomes a Cool Big Stepsister to Jonas after her father marries his mother.

Lovable Jock

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to her eventual girlfriend Morgan's girly girl.

Trademark Favorite Food: Spaghetti.

Unkempt Beauty

Katrina Rockwell:

Hidden Depths: Enjoys baking.

I Have Brothers: Her tomboyish nature probably stems from having three brothers, one older and two younger.

"L" Is for "Dyslexia": She's implied, and later confirmed, to be dyslexic.

Lovable Jock

Passionate Sports Girl

Resentful Outnumbered Sibling: Doesn't like being the only girl in her family.

Tomboy with a Girly Streak

Tomboyish Ponytail

Peter Gardner:

Academic Athlete

Big Brother Instinct

Hidden Depths: Plays cello in the school band.

Jerk Jock with a Heart of Gold

Signature Instrument: Cello, as mentioned above.

Colin Gardner:

Hidden Depths: While he's not as smart as his brother, he is a skilled chess player, able to hold his own against Academic Athlete Aisha Cummings.

Incompatible Orientation: Has a crush on Morgan Urquhart, who is mostly lesbian.

Lovable Jock

Middle Child Syndrome

Jadyn Beaumont:

Expy: Originally envisioned as an older, female Bart Simpson who's the youngest of three siblings instead of the oldest.

Iconic Item: Her knit cap.

Stuck in Their Shadow: Part of why she acts out is because she feels overshadowed by her older siblings.

Tagalong Kid: Younger than the rest of Mark's gang, who she only hangs out with because she idolizes Lauren Reinholt.

The Prankster

The Slacker: A rare female example.

Tomboy

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to both her best friend Courtney and her sister Jessica.

Josh Reilly:

Mad Libs Catchphrase: "Chicks dig [physical/personality trait or occupation]."

School Newspaper Newshound

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Manly Man to Robbie's Sensitive Guy.

Robbie Wolfe:

Ambiguously Gay: Implied to be attracted to his best friend Josh.

Lonely Rich Kid

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Sensitive Guy to Josh's Manly Man.

Drake Levine:

Academic Athlete

Aloof Big Brother: He's something like this to his sister Shana, who loves him anyway.

Big Man on Campus

Extracurricular Enthusiast

KidAnova: A teenaged version.

Lovable Jock

Sexy Sax Man

Signature Instrument: Saxophone.

The Ace: Smart, good-looking, athletic, and a damn good sax player.

Christi Wong:

Deadpan Snarker

Freaky Fashion, Mild Mind

Nonconformist Dyed Hair: She has a purple streak in her bangs.

Perky Goth

Signature Instrument: Electric guitar.

The Anti-Nihilist

Tomboy and Girly Girl: Tomboy to her best friend Ashley's girly girl.

Aisha Cummings:

Academic Athlete: Good at both basketball and chess.

Caitlyn Larouche:

Disappeared Dad: Her father was lost at sea two years before the events of the series.

Shana Levine:

Attention Whore: Due to her older brother's status as The Ace, she'll do almost anything for people to notice that she exists.

Stuck in Their Shadow: She feels overshadowed by her brother Drake, which is the main cause of her Attention Whore tendencies.

Successful Sibling Syndrome: She generally feels inferior to her older brother Drake, who she sees as good at everything.

Lisa Wong:

Bespectacled Cutie

Big Sister Attraction

Shrinking Violet

Signature Instrument: Violin.

Dan Therrian:

Extraverted Nerd

Hidden Depths: Takes karate lessons, and is pretty good at it, too.

Keet

Martial Pacifist

Older Than They Look: He's a high-school student, but has been mistaken for a middle-school student at least once.

Rachel Fox:

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: The most feminine member of Katrina's group, but is also the starting small foward on the girls' basketball team.

Informed Judaism: Nate mentions knowing her from temple at one point, but it doesn't really come up much.

The Fashionista

Logan Taggart:

Brilliant, but Lazy

Cuteness Proximity: As hard as he tries to maintain his cool façade, he will absolutely melt at the sight of cute animals, especially cats and ferrets.

Defrosting Ice King

Hair-Trigger Temper

Kindhearted Cat Lover: Not quite as "kindhearted" as other examples of this trope, but he does like cats.

Long-Haired Pretty Boy

Occidental Otaku

Perma-Stubble

Successful Sibling Syndrome: He feels inadequate when compared to his younger siblings, who are generally better than him academically and socially.

The Cynic

The Hedonist

The Paranoiac

The Quiet One

Judd Taggart:

Freaky Fashion, Mild Mind

Nonconformist Dyed Hair: Dyes his hair blue.

Hannah Brooks:

Berserk Button: Infidelity in relationships, due to her parents getting divorced when she was young for this reason. This is why she eventually dumps Mark.

Cool Big Sis: Despite her hatred of her stepmother and mixed feelings toward her father, she still loves her younger half-siblings Preston and Renee.

Former Friend of Alpha Bitch: She and Jessica were best friends until Jessica moved to the other side of town and they started to grow apart.

Lovable Jock

Passionate Sports Girl

Tomboy with a Girly Streak: Generally very tomboyish, but has pink hair tips. Pink is also her favorite color.

Maddie Burke:

Academic Athlete: An excellent student, and is also on the tennis and alpine skiing teams.

Bookworm

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak

Smart People Wear Glasses: Although she only wears them when reading.

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Donna Corbin:

Absurdly Youthful Mother

Amazingly Embarrassing Parents

Cloudcuckoolander

Genius Ditz: Despite her scatterbrained Cloudcuckoolander nature, she is still a competent beautician.

The Ditz: To the point where Jonas at one point openly wonders how she got custody of him.

Richard Corbin:

Monica Corbin:

Good Stepmother

One-Note Chef: Generally a Cordon Bleugh Chef, but can make surprisingly good pancakes.

Samantha Corbin:

Annoying Younger Sibling: To Jonas.

Bitch in Sheep's Clothing: Acts sweet and innocent around most people, but is actually a selfish, manipulative brat. Her half-brother Jonas and her regular babysitter Kiera are the only ones who know her true nature.

Bizarre Taste in Food: Implied to be genetic, since her mother is a Cordon Bleugh Chef.

Bratty Half-Pint

Dirty Kid: She has her moments of this.

Genki Girl: Say what you will about her, there's no denying that she has a lot of energy.

Girlish Pigtails

Hidden Heart of Gold

Jerkass

Spoiled Brat

Troubling Unchildlike Behavior: When she was three, she stabbed Jonas in the arm with a fork.

John Seaver:

Valerie Seaver:

Justin Seaver:

Annoying Younger Sibling

Expy: Of Jason Fox.

Insufferable Genius

Stephen Bernhardt:

Abusive Parents: Although he’s not as bad as his wife, he almost never speaks out against her abusive behavior and treats his children like Ungrateful Bastards if they disagree with him.

Pet the Dog: Gave Adrian a used car for his 17th birthday and helped him fix it and upgrade it into a sleeper car.

Self-Made Man: As he’ll often remind his children during his lectures.

Deborah Bernhardt:

Abusive Parents: Treats Adrian as a Trophy Child while verbally and emotionally abusing him and Kiera if they disagree with her, even over trivial things.

Adrian Bernhardt:

Badass Bookworm

Big Brother Instinct: Fiercely protective of his little sister Kiera.

Broken Ace

Deadpan Snarker

Death Glare: The so-called “Adrian Stare”.

Does Not Like Spam: Radishes.

Genius Bruiser: A computer wizard who also happens to be a skilled judoka.

Hates Their Parent: Specifically, his mother Deborah, for verbally and emotionally abusing him and Kiera and treating him as a Trophy Child.

Heavy Sleeper

Iconic Item: His blue bandana.

Icy Gray Eyes

Jerk with a Heart of Gold

Morality Pet: Kiera and Karin.

Not a Morning Person

Occidental Otaku

Perpetual Frowner

Real Men Wear Pink: Very much a Manly Man, but has long hair, takes pride in his androgynous good looks, and took ballet lessons as a kid.

Reformed Bully

Spoiled Sweet: For a given value of “sweet”, anyway.

Stoic Woobie

Sugar-and-Ice Personality

The Cynic

Trophy Child

Unkempt Beauty

Used to Be a Sweet Kid

What a Piece of Junk: His prized Subaru Legacy sleeper car, Alcyone.

Jacob Kellerman:

Esther Kellerman:

Jewish Mother

Zach Kellerman:

Lovable Jock

Edward Ramsey:

Kindly Vet

Robert Urquhart:

Kathleen Urquhart:

Michael Levy:

Good Stepfather

Marissa Anderson:

Good Stepmother

Hospital Hottie: A registered nurse, and very attractive.

Zoe Chapman:

Ambiguously Brown

Extracurricular Enthusiast

Shea Renfrew:

Expy: An older version of Shingo Tsukino.

Seth Rockwell:

Evan Rockwell:

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Manly Man to Tyler's Sensitive Guy.

Tyler Rockwell:

Sensitive Guy and Manly Man: Sensitive Guy to Evan's Manly Man.

Emily Gardner:

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: A very feminine girl who takes ballet lessons, but is also the striker on the middle school soccer team.

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Karin Michaux:

Bifauxnen

Cool Big Sis: To Kiera.

Delicate and Sickly

Girly Girl with a Tomboy Streak: See Hidden Depths, below.

Granola Girl: Allthough unlike most examples, she isn't a strict vegetarian - she doesn't eat red meat because she doesn't like the taste or texture, but she has been seen eating fish and poultry on occasion.

Hidden Depths: Despite her generally gentle and nurturing nature, she’s also a skilled fencer.

Kindhearted Cat Lover: Has a pet Manx cat named Lady Avalon who she loves to bits, and an affinity for cats in general.

Missing Mom: Her mother died six years before the events of the series.

Occidental Otaku: In particular, she and Zane co-founded the Foxwood High anime club.

Older Than They Look: In college, but has been mistaken for a high school student at least once.

Photographic Memory

Victorious Childhood Friend: To Adrian.

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A Lighter Shade of Black: Mark and especially Connor are both Jerkasses, but they're nowhere near as bad as Nick and Jared.

Alliterative Family: The Beaumont siblings are named Joel, Jessica, and Jadyn.

Kyle Levy's deceased mother and sister were named Kellene and Kendra, respectively, although it's averted with his father Michael.

Amicable Exes: Jonas’ parents, at least to a degree.

Animesque

Beta Couple: Brad and Caitlyn become this for Jonas and Kiera.

Birds of a Feather: Brad and Caitlyn turn out to be this.

Birthday Buddies: Courtney Anderson and Jadyn Beaumont, both born on May 19.

Bisexual Love Triangle: Connor Urquhart has a crush on fellow Goth Christi Wong, but is also strongly implied to be mutually attracted to his best friend Mark Seaver.

Blonde, Brunette, Redhead: Chloe, Kiera, and Alicia, respectively.

The cheerleaders Jessica, Nina, and Ashley also qualify.

Boke and Tsukkomi Routine: Jonas and Brad sometimes fall into this dynamic.

Bonding Over Dislikes: Logan and Christi first bonded over their shared dislike of "Relena Piece-of-Crap".

Mark and Connor first met at a ski lodge, where they bonded over a shared dislike of skiing.

Cracks In The Icy Facade: Connor is introduced as a cold, aloof Jerkass, but in an early episode, he helps an injured Courtney to the nurse's office and makes sure she's all right.

Dramedy

Dysfunctional Family: The Bernhardts, and really most families in this series in their own ways.

Ensemble Cast: Despite being named after Jonas, the core six (Jonas, Brad, Chloe, Kiera, Nate, and Alicia) all get roughly equal focus, and other characters also sometimes get A Day in the Limelight.

Feminine Mother, Tomboyish Daughter: Valerie and Chloe Seaver.

Five-Bad Band: Mark’s gang, initially. Can also be a Five-Man Band in episodes focusing on them.

The Big Bad: Mark Seaver (although he is, at worst, Affably Evil)

The Dragon: Nick Murphy

The Brute: Jared Murphy (of the Genius Bruiser type)

The Evil Genius: Connor Urquhart

Token Good Teammate: Lauren Reinholt

Kid-of-Heel Character: Jadyn Beaumont

Five-Man Band:

The Leader: Jonas Corbin

The Lancer: Brad Thompson

The Big Guy: Chloe Seaver (ironically, the shortest in the group)

The Smart Guy: Nate Kellerman

The Heart: Kiera Bernhardt

Sixth Ranger: Alicia Ramsey

Flirty Stepsiblings: Kyle Levy and Courtney Anderson, although most of the flirtation comes from Courtney.

Foolish Sibling, Responsible Sibling: Lydia and Shea Renfrew, respectively.

Gender-Equal Ensemble: The core six is composed of three boys (Jonas, Brad, and Nate) and three girls (Chloe, Kiera, and Alicia).

Headbutt of Love: Lydia does this to Morgan this a few times after they start dating.

Heel-Face Turn: After his failed suicide attempt and subsequent coma in season 2, Connor turns over a new leaf and goes from a gloomy, cynical Jerkass to a gloomy, cynical Jerk with a Heart of Gold.

I Call It "Vera": Adrian calls his car "Alcyone". It should be noticed that everyone in-universe thinks this is a terrible name… even Kiera, who normally worships the ground her big brother walks on.

Incest Subtext: Connor is implied, and eventually confirmed, to be attracted to his younger sister Morgan. This is part of why he hates himself, and why he's so cruel to her.

On the subject of Connor, Kiera has a crush on him because he gives off the same "vibes" as her brother. Take that as you will.

Intergenerational Friendship: Jonas forms one with Mr. Starovski, and Principal Mazlish to a lesser extent.

Jock Dad, Nerd Son: Jacob and Nate Kellerman.

Monster Brother, Cutie Sister: Connor and Morgan, and Adrian and Kiera to a lesser extent. It's worth noting that unlike most examples of this trope, Connor and Adrian are both very handsome.

Nice, Mean, and In-Between: For the boys, Nice Jewish Boy Nate Kellerman (nice), egotistical, mischievous Deadpan Snarker Jonas Corbin (mean), and Gentle Giant Lovable Jock Brad Thompson, who still isn't afraid to tell it like it is (in-between). For the girls, kind-hearted Animal Lover Alicia Ramsey (nice), Jerk with a Heart of Gold Chloe Seaver (mean), and gentle, but sometimes snarky, Team Mom Kiera Bernhardt (in-between).

The Anderson-Levy siblings also qualify, with sensitive literary-magazine editor Thom being the Nice, Jerk Jock Kyle being the Mean, and Courtney, who sometimes acts as a mediator between her older brothers and sometimes plays them against each other to watch the fireworks, being the In-Between.

Noodle Incident: Something that happened to the core six (minus Alicia) in eighth-grade science lab, which they have vowed never to talk about.

Not So Above It All: Although they're usually the voices of reason, Nate and especially Kiera both have their moments of this.

Odd Friendship: Jerk Jock with a Heart of Gold Mark Seaver and effeminate Goth boy Connor Urquhart.

One Degree of Separation: Most of the characters are linked to each other in a complex web of relationships.

Practically Different Generations: Jonas is ten years older than his half-sister Samantha, and Hannah Brooks is thirteen years older than her half-sister Renee.

Production Nickname: The Bernhardt siblings each have one. Kiera is "The Brocon Lacrosse Girl," due to her brother complex and passion for lacrosse, and Adrian is "The Anti-Fraggle" because he's tall, grim, and hates radishes, unlike the small, jolly, radish-loving Fraggles.

Red Oni, Blue Oni: Jared and Nick Murphy, respectively, with Mark Seaver as their Purple Oni.

Mark is also the Blue Oni to his sister Chloe's Red Oni, and the Red Oni to his best friend Connor's Blue Oni.

Logan is the Red Oni to most people, but the Blue Oni to his Genki Girl sister Saige.

Riddle for the Ages: How did someone as childish and irresponsible as Donna get primary custody of her son?

Why does Thom insist on spelling his name with a silent H?

Rivalry as Courtship: Chloe and Mia start out as athletic and romantic rivals, but eventually resolve it and become a couple.

Secret Diary: Connor has one which he keeps hidden in his dresser. However, it's later revealed to be not so secret to Morgan.

Shout-Out: A long-haired, drug-addicted alt guy named Connor, who has a bad reputation, a strained relationship with his sister, and a penchant for black nail polish… sound familiar?

Adrian's car has a "My Other Car Is A Gundam" frame around its license plate.

Because she doesn’t like the name Dandelion, Lauren secretly calls her family’s pet Pomeranian “Toby”.

Word of God has stated that Nate's Character Tic of tying his hair back when he's thinking is a reference to Violet's similar tic in A Series of Unfortunate Events.

Jessica Beaumont and Ashley Cournane are both named after fictional cheerleaders - Jessica Wakefield and Ashley Hammond, respectively.

Sickeningly Sweethearts: Michael Levy and Marissa Anderson.

Six-Student Clique:

The Head: Jonas Corbin

The Muscle: Brad Thompson

The Quirk: Nate Kellerman

The Pretty One: Alicia Ramsey

The Smart One: Kiera Bernhardt

The Wild One: Chloe Seaver

Slice of Life

Sliding Scale of Idealism Versus Cynicism: Falls somewhere in the middle, leaning slightly toward idealism.

The Glorious War of Sisterly Rivalry: Between Nina Chapman (The Smart One) and her older sister Zoe (The Popular One).

Theme Naming: The Urquhart siblings both have Celtic names that can be used as first or last names.

Those Two Guys: Josh Reilly and Robbie Wolfe.

¡Three Amigos!: Jonas, Brad, and Chloe, although somewhat disrupted by Chloe’s attraction to Jonas.

Town Girls: Chloe (butch), Kiera (neither), and Alicia (femme).

True Companions: The core six.

Vitriolic Best Buds: Jonas and Brad, and Kiera and Chloe to a lesser extent.

Wacky Parent, Serious Child: Donna and Jonas form a rare mixed-gender example.

White-and-Grey Morality: Jonas' relationship with Principal Mazlish applies, with the former being straight-up chaotic good and the latter being, at worst, lawful neutral.

World of Snark

Some tropes I want to include:

A Day in the Limelight

Amateur Film-Making Plot

“Anger Is Healthy” Aesop

Aw, Look! They Really Do Love Each Other

Both Sides Have a Point

Brick Joke

Call-Back

Chain of Deals

Continuity Porn

Couch Gag

Did They or Didn't They?

Dumbass Has a Point / Jerkass Has a Point

Enemy Mine

Enmity with an Object

Evolving Credits

Fade to White: How the series ends, signifying Jonas' "ascent" into the world after high school.

Fair Play Whodunit: Maybe a spotlight episode for Josh and Robbie.

Ferris Wheel Date Moment: At first I wasn't sure this would work with Kiera's fear of heights, but I found out from the trope page that it's actually common for the girl to be acrophobic, so… ^_^

Flippant Forgiveness

Friendly Enemy / Reformed, but Not Tamed: This would eventually apply to the Murphy brothers.

Funny Background Event

Hard Truth Aesop: Abusive parents are still complex humans like everyone else.

Intergenerational Friendship

Joke and Receive

Leitmotif

Magic Realism

Maybe Magic, Maybe Mundane

Mundane Made Awesome

Musical Episode: Also A Day in the Limelight episode for Mark and Connor, in which they form a band with Jared (lead guitar), Morgan (vocals), Alicia (keyboard), and maybe Christi (rhythm guitar).

Not So Above It All

Out-of-Character Alert

Parents as People

"Rashomon"-Style

RPG Episode

Saved by the Awesome

Shown Their Work

Something Only They Would Say

Spoof Aesop

Stealth Pun

Strange Minds Think Alike

Stylistic Suck

The Greatest Story Never Told

Thinks of Something Smart, Says Something Stupid

Unusual Euphemism

Vignette Episode

"What Do They Fear?" Episode: For Brad's arachnophobia, Kiera's acrophobia, Mark's claustrophobia, Connor's gephyrophobia, and/or Morgan's coulrophobia.

What You Are in the Dark

“Where Are They Now?” Epilogue

Whole Plot Reference

You All Share My Story

Tropes to avert:

A Weighty Aesop: And in the unlikely event that I were to do an episode with one, it would emphasize moderation rather than abstinence.

Anvilicious: Any and all morals should be as subtle as the B in the word "subtle," except for spoof morals.

Character Shilling

Diet Episode: See A Weighty Aesop, above.

Girls vs. Boys Plot

Hate Sink

Kids Shouldn’t Watch Horror Films

Limited Wardrobe

New Technology Is Evil

Pair the Spares

Real Men Have Short Hair: As a direct Take That! aimed at this trope, Jonas' hair gets slightly longer with each season as he matures, although the two factors are otherwise unrelated, and it's never mentioned in-universe.

Shipper on Deck

Social Media Is Bad

Strangled by the Red String

Teens Are Monsters

The Friend Nobody Likes

Where the Hell Is Springfield?: Foxwood is located somewhere in the Seacoast region of New Hampshire.

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ANIME-PLANET TAGS

Jonas CORBIN

Male, Blonde Hair

Tags: Big Ego, Bisexual, Charismatic, High School Student, Lazy, LGBT+, Mischievous, Otaku, Teenager, Video Gamer

Brad THOMPSON

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Football Player, Freckles, High School Student, Teenager

Chloe SEAVER

Female, White Hair

Tags: Athlete, Big Eater, Big Ego, High School Student, Hot-Headed, Mischievous, Otaku, Small Stature, Soccer Player, Sweet Tooth, Teenager, Tomboy, Track and Fielder, Tsundere

Kiera BERNHARDT

Female, Black Hair

Tags: Artist, Athlete, Braids, Brother Complex, Cook, High School Student, Otaku, School Idol, Sleepyhead, Teenager, Video Gamer, Wealthy

Nate KELLERMAN

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Analytical, Bookworm, Glasses, High School Student, Ponytail, Shy, Sweet Tooth, Teenager, Video Gamer, Wealthy

Alicia RAMSEY

Female, Red Hair

Tags: Animal Lover, Blinding Bangs, Clumsy, Dandere, High School Student, Musician, Pervert, Pianist, Shy, Teenager

Mark SEAVER

Male, Blonde Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Big Eater, Big Ego, Bully, Drummer, Flirt, High School Student, Musician, Otaku, Soccer Player, Team Captain, Teenager

Connor URQUHART

Male, Multicolored Hair

Tags: Animal Lover, Bassist, Bisexual, Choker, High School Student, Kuudere, LGBT+, Musician, Piercings, Sister Complex, Smoker, Teenager, Wealthy

Morgan URQUHART

Female, Orange Hair

Tags: Athlete, Band Member, High School Student, Lesbian, LGBT+, Musician, Singer, Teenager, Video Gamer, Wealthy

Sarah REINHOLT

Female, Blonde Hair

Tags: Band Member, Dancer, High School Student, Singer, Teenager, Wealthy

Lauren REINHOLT

Female, White Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Hair Antenna, Hair Buns, High School Student, Lesbian, LGBT+, Otaku, Teenager, Wealthy

Jessica BEAUMONT

Female, Blonde Hair

Tags: Big Ego, Cheerleader, High School Student, Ponytail, Teenager

Thom ANDERSON

Male, Blonde Hair

Tags: Bookworm, Editor, Glasses, High School Student, Otaku, Teenager, Video Gamer, Wealthy

Kyle LEVY

Male, Black Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, High School Student, Ponytail, Soccer Player, Teenager, Wealthy

Courtney ANDERSON

Female, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Flirt, Gymnast, High School Student, Mischievous, Mole, Photographer, Ponytail, Teenager, Wealthy

Nick MURPHY

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, Bully, Buzz Cut, Facial Hair, Football Player, High School Student, Teenager

Jared MURPHY

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, Bully, Facial Hair, Guitarist, High School Student, Hot-Headed, Musician, Teenager

Zane KESSLER

Male, Blonde Hair

Tags: Club President, Facial Hair, High School Student, Otaku, Teenager, Video Gamer

Jasmine KESSLER

Female, Red Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, Eternal Optimist, Freckles, High School Student, Teenager, Video Gamer

Nina CHAPMAN

Female, Black Hair

Tags: Braids, Cheerleader, Dark-skinned, High School Student, Teenager

Ashley COURNANE

Female, Red Hair

Tags: Bisexual, Cheerleader, High School Student, LGBT+, Teenager

Malcolm STONE

Male, None Hair

Tags: Abnormally Tall, Athlete, Bald, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Dark-skinned, Football Player, High School Student, Stoic, Team Captain, Teenager

Mia THOMPSON

Female, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Braids, Freckles, High School Student, Soccer Player, Stalker, Teenager, Tomboy

Lydia RENFREW

Female, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Bisexual, High School Student, LGBT+, Teenager

Katrina ROCKWELL

Female, Blonde Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Cook, High School Student, Ponytail, Soccer Player, Student Council, Teenager, Tomboy

Peter GARDNER

Male, Black Hair

Tags: Athlete, Band Member, Baseball Player, Cellist, Football Player, High School Student, Hot-Headed, Musician, Teenager

Colin GARDNER

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, Board Game Player, High School Student, Soccer Player, Teenager

Jadyn BEAUMONT

Female, Blonde Hair

Tags: Hat, High School Student, Lazy, Mischievous, Teenager, Tomboy

Josh REILLY

Male, Black Hair

Tags: Afro, Dark-skinned, Flirt, High School Student, Teenager

Robbie WOLFE

Male, Blonde Hair

Tags: Athlete, High School Student, Teenager, Track and Fielder, Wealthy

Drake LEVINE

Male, Multicolored Hair

Tags: Athlete, Band Member, Basketball Player, Big Ego, Football Player, High School Student, Musician, Sickly, Team Captain, Teenager, Track and Fielder

Christi WONG

Female, Multicolored Hair

Tags: Artist, Band Member, Fujoshi, Guitarist, High School Student, Piercings, Singer, Teenager

Aisha CUMMINGS

Female, Black Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, Board Game Player, Braids, Dark-skinned, High School Student, Teenager

Caitlyn LAROUCHE Female, Red Hair

Tags: Athlete, High School Student, Ponytail, Team Captain, Teenager

Shana LEVINE

Female, Brown Hair

Tags: Cheerleader, High School Student, Teenager

Lisa WONG

Female, Black Hair

Tags: Bisexual, Glasses, High School Student, LGBT+, Musician, Shy, Sister Complex, Teenager, Violinist

Dan THERRIAN

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Bowl Cut, Eternal Optimist, Glasses, High School Student, Martial Artist, Small Stature, Teenager

Rachel FOX

Female, Brown Hair

Tags: Athlete, Basketball Player, Dancer, Flirt, High School Student, Teenager

Logan TAGGART

Male, Black Hair

Tags: Animal Lover, Artist, Bisexual, Bookworm, Facial Hair, Fudanshi, Glasses, High School Student, Hot-Headed, Lazy, LGBT+, Otaku, Shy, Teenager, Video Gamer

Judd TAGGART

Male, Blue Hair

Tags: Athlete, Anti-Gravity Hair, Bassist, High School Student, Musician, Teenager, Track and Fielder

Hannah BROOKS

Female, Multicolored Hair

Tags: Athlete, Baseball Player, Basketball Player, High School Student, Teenager, Tomboy

Maddie BURKE Female, Orange Hair

Tags: Athlete, Bookworm, Glasses, Tennis Player

Adrian BERNHARDT

Male, Brown Hair

Tags: Analytical, Bisexual, Bookworm, Headband, Kuudere, LGBT+, Martial Artist, Otaku, Piercings, Sleepyhead, Teenager, University Student, Video Gamer, Wealthy

Karin MICHAUX

Female, Multicolored Hair

Tags: Animal Lover, Artist, Bifauxnen, Bisexual, Fujoshi, LGBT+, Otaku, Photographic Memory, Piercings, Sickly, Sword Fighter, Tattoo, Teenager, University Student, Video Gamer, Wealthy

General tags: Breaking the Fourth Wall, Bullying, Comedy, Coming of Age, Dark Comedy, Divorce, Drama, Dysfunctional Families, Emotional Abuse, LGBT Themes, Love Triangle, Mature Themes, Original Work, Romance, School Life, Seinen, Slice of Life, Tsundere

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CHARACTER RELATIONS

JONAS CORBIN

Best friend of Brad Thompson.

Friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Kiera Bernhardt.

Friend of Nate Kellerman.

Friend of Mark Seaver.

Neighbor of Mark Seaver.

Neighbor of Chloe Seaver.

Neighbor of Justin Seaver.

Neighbor of Logan Taggart.

Neighbor of Judd Taggart.

Neighbor of Saige Taggart.

Neighbor of Alana Taggart.

Son of Richard Corbin.

Son of Donna Corbin.

Stepson of Monica Corbin.

Older half-brother of Samantha Corbin.

Crush on Kiera Bernhardt.

BRAD THOMPSON

Best friend of Jonas Corbin.

Friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Nate Kellerman.

Friend of Drake Levine.

Son of Brian Thompson.

Son of Dorothy Thompson.

Older brother of Mia Thompson.

Crush on Caitlyn Larouche.

Rival of Drake Levine.

CHLOE SEAVER

Best friend of Kiera Bernhardt.

Friend of Jonas Corbin.

Friend of Brad Thompson.

Friend of Alicia Ramsey.

Friend of Morgan Urquhart.

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Daughter of John Seaver.

Daughter of Valerie Seaver.

Younger sister of Mark Seaver.

Older sister of Justin Seaver.

Crush on Jonas Corbin.

Rival of Mia Thompson.

KIERA BERNHARDT

Best friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Alicia Ramsey.

Friend of Jonas Corbin.

Friend of Lydia Renfrew.

Family friend of Robbie Wolfe.

Daughter of Stephen Bernhardt.

Daughter of Deborah Bernhardt.

Younger sister of Adrian Bernhardt.

Niece of Naomi Farrell.

Honorary younger sister of Karin Michaux.

Crush on Connor Urquhart.

NATE KELLERMAN

Friend of Jonas Corbin.

Friend of Brad Thompson.

Friend of Alicia Ramsey.

Son of Jacob Kellerman.

Son of Esther Kellerman.

Older brother of Zach Kellerman.

Crush on Chloe Seaver.

ALICIA RAMSEY

Friend of Kiera Bernhardt.

Friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Nate Kellerman.

Daughter of Edward Ramsey.

Crush on Nate Kellerman.

MARK SEAVER

Best friend of Connor Urquhart.

Friend of Lauren Reinholt.

Friend of Jessica Beaumont.

Friend of Malcolm Stone.

Friend of Jonas Corbin.

Friend of Judd Taggart.

Frenemy of Nick Murphy.

Frenemy of Jared Murphy.

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Son of John Seaver.

Son of Valerie Seaver.

Older brother of Chloe Seaver.

Older brother of Justin Seaver.

Crush on Lauren Reinholt.

Possible boyfriend of Connor Urquhart?

CONNOR URQUHART

Best friend of Mark Seaver.

Son of Robert Urquhart.

Son of Kathleen Urquhart.,

Older brother of Morgan Urquhart.

Crush on Christi Wong.

Possible boyfriend of Mark Seaver?

MORGAN URQUHART

Best friend of Sarah Reinholt.

Friend of Lauren Reinholt.

Friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Lydia Renfrew.

Friend of Logan Taggart.

Daughter of Robert Urquhart.

Daughter of Kathleen Urquhart.

Younger sister of Connor Urquhart.

Crush on Sarah Reinholt.

SARAH REINHOLT

Best friend of Morgan Urquhart.

Friend of Logan Taggart.

Daughter of Andrew Reinholt.

Daughter of Allie Reinholt.

Younger sister of Lauren Reinholt.

Girlfriend of Zane Kessler.

LAUREN REINHOLT

Friend of Morgan Urquhart.

Friend of Jessica Beaumont.

Friend of Mark Seaver.

Friend of Logan Taggart.

Friend of Hannah Brooks.

Daughter of Andrew Reinholt.

Daughter of Allie Reinholt.

Older sister of Sarah Reinholt.

JESSICA BEAUMONT

Best friend of Nina Chapman.

Friend of Lauren Reinholt.

Friend of Ashley Cournane.

Friend of Mark Seaver.

Former best friend of Hannah Brooks.

Daughter of Paul Beaumont.

Daughter of Susan Beaumont.

Younger sister of Joel Beaumont.

Older sister of Jadyn Beaumont.

Crush on Mark Seaver.

THOM ANDERSON

Son of Thomas Anderson, Sr.

Son of Marissa Anderson.

Stepson of Michael Levy.

Older brother of Courtney Anderson.

Older stepbrother of Kyle Levy.

KYLE LEVY

Friend of Ashley Cournane.

Son of Michael Levy.

Stepson of Marissa Anderson.

Younger stepbrother of Thom Anderson.

Older stepbrother of Courtney Anderson.

Boyfriend of Nina Chapman.

COURTNEY ANDERSON

Best friend of Jadyn Beaumont.

Daughter of Thomas Anderson, Sr.

Daughter of Marissa Anderson.

Stepdaughter of Michael Levy.

Younger sister of Thom Anderson.

Younger stepsister of Kyle Levy.

Crush on Kyle Levy.

NICK MURPHY

Best friend of Jared Murphy.

Frenemy of Mark Seaver.

Son of David Murphy.

Son of Heidi Murphy.

Older brother of Jared Murphy.

Nephew of Nancy Larouche.

Cousin of Caitlyn Larouche.

JARED MURPHY

Best friend of Nick Murphy.

Frenemy of Mark Seaver.

Son of David Murphy.

Son of Heidi Murphy.

Younger brother of Nick Murphy.

Nephew of Nancy Larouche.

Cousin of Caitlyn Larouche.

ZANE KESSLER

Friend of Peter Gardner.

Friend of Colin Gardner.

Son of George Kessler.

Son of Cynthia Kessler.

Older brother of Jasmine Kessler.

Boyfriend of Sarah Reinholt.

JASMINE KESSLER

Best friend of Mia Thompson.

Daughter of George Kessler.

Daughter of Cynthia Kessler.

Younger sister of Zane Kessler.

NINA CHAPMAN

Best friend of Jessica Beaumont.

Friend of Ashley Cournane.

Daughter of Everett Chapman.

Daughter of Mary Chapman.

Younger sister of Zoe Chapman.

Girlfriend of Kyle Levy.

ASHLEY COURNANE

Best friend of Christi Wong.

Friend of Jessica Beaumont.

Friend of Nina Chapman.

Friend of Kyle Levy.

Daughter of Christopher Cournane.

Daughter of Cheryl Cournane.

MALCOLM STONE

Friend of Mark Seaver.

Son of Maxwell Stone.

Son of Tessa Stone.

MIA THOMPSON

Best friend of Jasmine Kessler.

Daughter of Brian Thompson.

Daughter of Dorothy Thompson.

Younger sister of Brad Thompson.

Crush on Jonas Corbin.

Rival of Chloe Seaver.

LYDIA RENFREW

Friend of Morgan Urquhart.

Friend of Kiera Bernhardt.

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Friend of Aisha Cummings.

Daughter of Landon Renfrew II.

Daughter of Melissa Renfrew.

Older sister of Shea Renfrew.

KATRINA ROCKWELL

Friend of Chloe Seaver.

Friend of Lydia Renfrew.

Friend of Aisha Cummings.

Friend of Rachel Fox.

Friend of Hannah Brooks.

Friend of Maddie Burke.

Daughter of Philip Rockwell.

Daughter of Marilyn Rockwell.

Younger sister of Seth Rockwell.

Older sister of Evan Rockwell.

Older sister of Tyler Rockwell.

Girlfriend of Peter Gardner.

PETER GARDNER

Friend of Zane Kessler.

Son of Ted Gardner.

Son of Sharon Gardner.

Older brother of Colin Gardner.

Older brother of Emily Gardner.

Boyfriend of Katrina Rockwell.

COLIN GARDNER

Friend of Zane Kessler.

Friend of Aisha Cummings.

Son of Ted Gardner.

Son of Sharon Gardner.

Younger brother of Peter Gardner.

Older brother of Emily Gardner.

Crush on Morgan Urquhart.

JADYN BEAUMONT

Best friend of Courtney Anderson.

Daughter of Paul Beaumont.

Daughter of Susan Beaumont.

Younger sister of Joel Beaumont.

Younger sister of Jessica Beaumont.

Girlfriend of Judd Taggart.

JOSH REILLY

Best friend of Robbie Wolfe.

Son of Benjamin Reilly.

Son of Olivia Reilly.

ROBBIE WOLFE

Best friend of Josh Reilly.

Family friend of Kiera Bernhardt.

Son of Mick Wolfe.

Son of Alice Wolfe.

DRAKE LEVINE

Friend of Brad Thompson.

Son of Roger Levine.

Son of Carol Levine.

Older brother of Shana Levine.

Rival of Brad Thompson.

CHRISTI WONG

Best friend of Ashley Cournane.

Friend of Logan Taggart.

Daughter of Sonny Wong.

Daughter of Evelyn Wong.

Older sister of Lisa Wong.

AISHA CUMMINGS

Friend of Lydia Renfrew.

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Friend of Colin Gardner.

Friend of Rachel Fox.

Friend of Maddie Burke.

Daughter of Randolph Cummings, Sr.

Daughter of Yvonne Cummings.

Older sister of Vanessa Cummings.

Older sister of Randy Cummings.

SHANA LEVINE

Friend of Caitlyn Larouche.

Friend of Lisa Wong.

Daughter of Roger Levine.

Daughter of Carol Levine.

Younger sister of Drake Levine.

CAITLYN LAROUCHE

Best friend of Lisa Wong.

Friend of Shana Levine.

Daughter of Nancy Larouche.

Niece of Heidi Murphy.

Niece of David Murphy.

Cousin of Nick Murphy.

Cousin of Jared Murphy.

LISA WONG

Best friend of Caitlyn Larouche.

Friend of Shana Levine.

Daughter of Sonny Wong.

Daughter of Evelyn Wong.

Younger sister of Christi Wong.

Crush on Christi Wong

RACHEL FOX

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Friend of Aisha Cummings.

Friend of Maddie Burke.

Daughter of Michael Fox.

Daughter of Jennifer Fox.

Younger sister of Dana Fox.

LOGAN TAGGART

Friend of Morgan Urquhart.

Friend of Sarah Reinholt.

Friend of Lauren Reinholt.

Friend of Christi Wong.

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Son of Charles Taggart.

Son of Maureen Taggart.

Older brother of Judd Taggart.

Older brother of Saige Taggart.

Older brother of Alana Taggart.

JUDD TAGGART

Friend of Mark Seaver.

Boyfriend of Jadyn Beaumont.

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Son of Charles Taggart.

Son of Maureen Taggart.

Younger brother of Logan Taggart.

Older brother of Saige Taggart.

Older brother of Alana Taggart.

HANNAH BROOKS

Friend of Lauren Reinholt.

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Former best friend of Jessica Beaumont.

MADDIE BURKE

Friend of Katrina Rockwell.

Friend of Aisha Cummings.

Friend of Rachel Fox.

SAMANTHA CORBIN

Daughter of Richard Corbin.

Daughter of Monica Corbin.

Younger half-sister of Jonas Corbin.

JUSTIN SEAVER

Best friend of Zach Kellerman.

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Son of John Seaver.

Son of Valerie Seaver.

Younger brother of Mark Seaver.

Younger brother of Chloe Seaver.

ADRIAN BERNHARDT

Son of Stephen Bernhardt.

Son of Deborah Bernhardt.

Older brother of Kiera Bernhardt.

Nephew of Naomi Farrell.

Boyfriend of Karin Michaux.

Roommate of Tristan Markham.

ZACH KELLERMAN

Best friend of Justin Seaver.

Son of Jacob Kellerman.

Son of Esther Kellerman.

Younger brother of Nate Kellerman.

JOEL BEAUMONT

Son of Paul Beaumont.

Son of Susan Beaumont.

Older brother of Jessica Beaumont.

Older brother of Jadyn Beaumont.

ZOE CHAPMAN

Daughter of Everett Chapman.

Daughter of Mary Chapman.

Older sister of Nina Chapman.

Roommate of Autumn Caldwell.

SHEA RENFREW

Friend of Evan Rockwell.

Friend of Tyler Rockwell.

Friend of Emily Gardner.

Son of Landon Renfrew II.

Son of Melissa Renfrew.

Younger brother of Lydia Renfrew.

SETH ROCKWELL

Son of Philip Rockwell.

Son of Marilyn Rockwell.

Older brother of Katrina Rockwell.

Older brother of Evan Rockwell.

Older brother of Tyler Rockwell.

EVAN ROCKWELL

Friend of Shea Renfrew.

Son of Philip Rockwell.

Son of Marilyn Rockwell.

Younger brother of Seth Rockwell.

Younger brother of Katrina Rockwell.

Older twin brother of Tyler Rockwell.

TYLER ROCKWELL

Friend of Shea Renfrew.

Son of Philip Rockwell.

Son of Marilyn Rockwell.

Younger brother of Seth Rockwell.

Younger brother of Katrina Rockwell.

Younger twin brother of Evan Rockwell.

EMILY GARDNER

Friend of Shea Renfrew.

Daughter of Ted Gardner.

Daughter of Sharon Gardner.

Younger sister of Peter Gardner.

Younger sister of Colin Gardner.

VANESSA CUMMINGS

Daughter of Randolph Cummings, Sr.

Daughter of Yvonne Cummings.

Younger sister of Aisha Cummings.

Older sister of Randy Cummings.

RANDY CUMMINGS

Son of Randolph Cummings, Sr.

Son of Yvonne Cummings.

Younger brother of Aisha Cummings.

Younger brother of Vanessa Cummings.

SAIGE TAGGART

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Daughter of Charles Taggart.

Daughter of Maureen Taggart.

Younger sister of Logan Taggart.

Younger sister of Judd Taggart.

Older sister of Alana Taggart.

ALANA TAGGART

Neighbor of Jonas Corbin.

Daughter of Charles Taggart.

Daughter of Maureen Taggart.

Younger sister of Logan Taggart.

Younger sister of Judd Taggart.

Younger sister of Saige Taggart.

KARIN MICHAUX

Daughter of Alexander Michaux.

Younger sister of Natalie Michaux.

Honorary older sister of Kiera Bernhardt.

Girlfriend of Adrian Bernhardt.

Roommate of Michelle Harper.

Roommate of Alison Torres.

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theannypetite · 2 months

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Fake Slackers

During the summer holiday, Xie Yu joins his friend in a street fate and has a fateful encounter with a handsome youth. It turns out to be He Zhao, whose exam scores place first while Xie Yu places second… From the bottom that is. When the second year begins, the students of class 2-3 are terrified out of their minds, because the violent tyrants are in the same class. Not only that… their seats…

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#Adapted from a novel #Author: Mu Gua Huang #Genre: Danmei #Genre: School Life #Illustrator: C7 #Publisher: BiliBili Comics #Title: Fake Slackers

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hxdrostorms · 6 months

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PLEASE REPOST! DON’T REBLOG!

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rushipedia · 2 years

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hii,, can i request this if its alright – kaeya, zhongli, diluc and childe x (separate) reader where they caught the reader tried on their outfits and pretend to be them without knowing they're (reader) being watched?

Caught in the Act

A/N: yahhh what a suggestive title....i do waht i want .....asdhaoishduaoj !!! AAA ikemen okay i can do this hope ulike it anon this is actually a really funny ask i love you (I've also added Ayato and Thoma just to get all our tall love snatchers hope that is ok...)

Gender neutral reader as alwayysss!!

Kaeya!

You were currently checking yourself in a mirror, Kaeya's everyday clothes draped over you.

It was quite hot, you wondered how he wore this every day in the Monstadt heat.

"Well, well, what do we have here?"

You freeze.

"Having fun, my dear?" He purrs.

You turn around and he's there, leaning against the doorway and staring at you with a knowing smile on his face.

You cross your arms and look away.

"Why yes, I am."

You're trying very hard not to get embarrassed

"Playtime's over..." He said, slowly walking towards you.

You run while he chases you around the room, trying to catch you. Once he does, he pins you to whatever is closest to him.

"I'm going to be late for work, darling, c'mon..."

"Fiiiine,"

Zhongli!

Tbh he's probably like one of those characters that has the same outfit in their closet like 10 times...yk.

To be honest, he's probably thought about what you'd look like in his clothes, but he thinks it'd be rather impolite to ask you to do such a thing.

But to his surprise, you seemed interested.

He caught you one day wearing one of his sets of clothes.

Huh, It fits you better than he thought it would, considering you're so tall/short.

"What are you doing, my dear?"

You turn around with a smug look on your face.

"Trying on your clothes, I think I look rather nice."

He walks over to you, looking you up and down. It was a bit strange, but your looks made up for it.

"You look very nice." He says, giving you a lil lililili il kiss

Diluc!

"What are you doing?"

You'd decided after waking up before him that you wanted to try on his clothes

You had to admit you looked really good in them

You were just missing his coat, so you'd gone back into his room to look for it, but he was standing there on the other side of the door.

His arms were now crossed and he looked prettttty ticked off.

"What are you doing?" He asked again

"Well umm... you look suuper good whenever you wear this so I wanted to try it on juuust once."

His face goes red and he turns away.

"I guess you look okay too." He muttered.

"Now take it off before you get it wrinkled."

Damn...okay

Childe!

I'm gonna be honest here he probably hasn't washed his clothes in weeks so they probably smell like him......ew

When he catches you he's gonna be a little embarrassed....just a little bit and he'll pretend he's not but he definitely is and you can tell

The clothes probably don't fit you, depending on whether you're taller or shorter than him, so it's also quite funny

You flaunt his clothing in front of him and he's just like "omgpleasetakeitoffyoulookgoodbutpleasetakeitoffp-"

cus tbh you look stunning but yknow he kind of doesn't want you to be in them long enough to start smelling like him

then everyone and their dog would know that you're together and you'd certainly be in a lot of danger considering the people he's with

You begrudgingly take it off, but he returns to his fakely cheerful self afterward so you push him down onto the bed and tell him to take a nap or something

"Only if you nap with me~"

And that's how you ended up wide awake while he lays next to you passed out asf

Thoma!

Where are his clothes?

He needs his uniform to carry out his duties for the day

The townspeople will definitely think he's being a slacker if he doesn't wear it (they won't)

He slides the door open to your room to ask if you've seen it and-Oh, you've definitely seen it

Because you're wearing it right now and posing in front of a mirror

And you also look very good in it

He wonders if he looks that good in it. Probably not.

He comes up behind you and wraps his arms around you

"Are you planning on doing the chores today?"

"No..."

"Then I need my clothes back, honey," He thinks you're so cute.

Ayato!

He's definitely not one to just lose his clothes.

And he wouldn't mind wearing something other than the Kamisato attire.

But, that's what's expected of him because attire is very important within Inazuma and the Kamisato clan.

He needs to wear them.

"Y/N, have you by any chance seen me- oh, my~"

You turn around, feeling your face heat up with embarrassment.

You're decked out in his uniform, but some parts are not on correctly, so he seizes the moment.

He walks up to you and adjusts the incorrect parts of the uniform.

"I suppose I'll have to teach you how to properly wear this later, but I really need to go now.."

His voice is smooth AS FUCK BRO and you can't say no to him...

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#☆rushipedia #☆rushipediahcs #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #ayato kamisato x reader #thoma x reader #zhongli x reader #childe x reader #diluc ragnvindr #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff #gender neutral reader

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icyteaa · 3 years

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Fandom: Trash of The Count's Family

Title: Tangled with Them

Premise: Cale had a peaceful and quiet life until suddenly two jobless wraiths annoyed him and nagging him to do this and that like annoying uncles they are.

Tags: Reincarnation, Senior High School AU

Relationship: Kim Rok Soo | Cale Henituse & Lee Soo Hyuk & Choi Jung Soo, Kim Rok Soo | Cale Henituse & everyone

Rating: Teen

Part: 1/?

Part 0

That morning, after waking up so early than he did all the time, Cale felt his head hurt with migraine.

He doesn’t remember his dream, he doesn’t know either why he felt like something weighted tons of kilogramme hammer stomping his chest abruptly, making his heart beat widely with heavy and irregular breath.

He tried to think about his dream for minutes and there was nothing clicking in his head. He had no idea what made him like this. His mind comes blank and his eyes spacing out without knowing what he should remember.

It’s weird, he frowns deeply.

His eyes vividly show that he was crying. His chest felt stuffed. He felt something he shouldn't feel just because of a dream. But there weren't any remaining memories in his head about the dream.

He sighed after a long silence filled his bedroom. Cale tries to slide his concerned mind aside and wipes warmth liquid that is still lingering in his corner eyes. It’s not like he will remember his dream either just because he thinks hard enough, (and deep in his heart, he doesn't want to remember what was the reason he cried in his dream).

So he decided to focus on the fact that it’s just a dream. A weird dream that is not worth paying attention to. It’s not Cale style to think about something troublesome too much either and it is still six in the morning when he looks at the clock. It’s too early to think about anything at all for Cale's standard.

He sighed and plop his head to the pillow again. Even if he couldn’t come back to sleep for some reason, he decided to just lie down there, trying not to think about anything while closing his eyes.

“Orabuni, good morning!”

A young and small child runs toward Cale instantly when he approaches the dining table. Lily, his younger sister, reached out her small hands to the air with a bright smile and dashing out that she almost stumbled on her own legs.

Cale flinched and crouched down instantly to catch the child's body. He sighed when the tiny figure safely landed in his hugs with two hands surrounded his neck. Felt his heart beat widely for a moment when he imagined that Lily would get hurt.

“Dear, you shouldn’t run like that. What happens if you’re hurt?”

Their mom, Violan, gave the child a stern stare. Dissaprove with her daughter's behavior before. Cale heard some groans come so close to his ears before the child who was still clinging to his shoulders muttering some apology.

Cale just shook his head twice before letting her approach their mother with a more calm demeanor.

“Good morning, Hyung-nim.”

A young boy with a calm and small smile greeted him and Cale answered with a nod. His hand automatically reached out to Basen, his younger brother, and ruffled his head a bit when he realized that the child who was 3 years younger than him was already carrying a thick book in his hand on the first day of school starting today.

Cale sure today would not be filled with any lessons unless the opening ceremony and other useless things, but he did not despise what his younger brother did. Now he really can save himself from being cursed to be an heir of their father's company and give it to his clever and dutiful younger brother.

That sounds so good, Cale's smile gets wider. That alone makes his day better and he thinks he can completely ignore the fact that he had a weird dream the night before.

“The weather felt very nice as it welcomed all of you to have a great day on the first day of your senior high school period today. I welcome all of you, the new student who is filled with a lot of dreams—“

Bla. Bla. Bla.

Cale yawn, left hand reached up to close his mouth and hide it from others. This is the third greetings he heard today and he felt like it’s already years. He sat down in the chair amongst other new students, tried to make his hurt back to sit properly but failed repeatedly.

With a small sigh, he gave up trying and let his back lean back to the chair. Try to do it smoothly, so there weren’t any teachers who spot his lazy posture. His face turned down as he blanking out to not hear more the speech or the cheering teens—especially from girls—who had the opposite reaction than his.

Surely, it’s not because the speech was so aspiring or motivating. It was because the one who gave the speech had a handsome face. That’s what it is.

Cale shook his head once before closing his eyes. Blonde hair, blue eyes, also with such a prince's looks and smile—that was a complete package to be own for just one person, and certainly enough to be able to make a lot of students give their attention to him.

But unlike the other, it just gave Cale a sore in the eyes to saw him. Those radiant-like vibe his sunbae had illuminated so brightly and successfully made his eyes hurt with just a few seconds stare.

Cale could notice the smile that this School Prince gave was a fake and actually a sly smile with a single stare, but it looked like the other already blinded to its shining radiant and get fooled. He internally takes a note to himself to not go near this boy often.

It is so much hassle to always be noticed by everyone for someone like Cale. And surely, it is supposed to be a very easy thing to do, right?

After all, there is a 2-year gap in their class. And as someone as pasif like Cale, who had decided to live a quiet school life with a lot of time trying to skip class so he can have a good sleep and even didn't plan to get any extracurricular activities, surely will not often encounter such popular and model students like him.

He nodded his head, agreeing with his own plan. A small smile formed on his lip. Just imagining about it makes him happy.

BANG!

He flinched after hearing the sound that broke peace in the school hall, the place they had an opening ceremony today. Cale looked up and scanned his surroundings. There were a lot of students that had already stood from their chairs, their eyes shook because of the shock and their gazes all turned to the right side.

Cale followed their stare and caught a figure black haired boy dragging someone with his left hand from the door he slammed before and approached the stage where all the teachers had gathered as he didn’t care about the gaze around him.

Cale’s eyes shook too after looking at the sight properly. That, is the one who that vicious boy dragging is death? Cale shook his head twice in denial.

That was impossible, right? After all, that vicious boy too wore a new high school uniform that was the same as him. Such a new high school student couldn't be very productive to beat someone to pulp in his first senior high school days, right?

Cale felt a chill in the back of his nape.

But different from the fact Cale wants to trust, he can see splashes of blood in the corner of both that boy sleeves, despite the other part of his uniform still neat, tidy and clean. Cale gulped. The teachers all had chaotic expressions on their faces as well.

The students had long gone to divide themselves into two sides; the one who crowded to the front to approach and saw more clearly what happened because of their curiosity, and the one who walked back down to the corner because they felt scared.

Cale, who was still in his chair, blinked several times. His brilliant but sly brain worked hard before he stood from his chair too. Different from his expression earlier, he has a wicked smile on his lips now. He unified himself with the student who was backed down and smoothly doing what he wanted to do from the first greet he heard; escape from this opening ceremony.

Cale had a satisfied smile on his curled lips as he walked away from the hall. Cale didn’t care what that boy's problem was. He didn’t want to know either. He just felt thankful to the vicious boy that made a perfect chance for him to escape and added that boy's face to the list ‘Someone Who I Shouldn’t Approach and Messed Up with’ in his head.

That day, he had a nice slacker day until the bell rang in his ears. Cale felt content. He didn't know that there were a lot of incidents that he would consider as unlucky fate had been waiting for him in the near future.

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solalunar-eclipse · 3 years

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Scars You Can’t See - Chapter 9

Chapter title: Final Blow

Word count: about 4000 words

Author’s Note: This was originally just going to be an apology for posting this chapter a week late, but now. Now @khinesthetic has made this wonderful, amazing piece of fanart for SYCS, so. This chapter is going to be their appreciation chapter. (Also, please check out the rest of their blog for more cool art!)

Warning for another panic attack on Shadow’s part. If I’ve written something badly in that section, please let me know.

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Rouge paced back and forth in the old, tacky motel room that served as the current residence of Team Dark, the worn carpet muffling the clicking of her boots as she moved.

Shadow watched her through vaguely glazed-over eyes, thinking over the basic rudiments of a plan that the bat had laid out for them for the tenth time. The fortress they had in their sights was less than half an hour away- an easy drive compared to some of their extensive cross-country trips. Omega was given the job of getaway driver, despite his protests...unfortunately, a giant five-foot-tall robot was not exactly equipped for this level of stealth.

The two Mobians, then, would have to sneak into one of the most secure facilities on the planet, hack into some of their most secure files without tripping any alarms or otherwise having anybody notice, download all of those files onto their tablet, also without anyone realizing, and get out of said building alive.

This would have been an easy task, usually- the team would have taken it without reservations had it been an assignment from G.U.N. But now, Shadow and Rouge were both heavily underprepared and undersupplied, to say the absolute least. No briefings, no special equipment, and no backup besides Omega. Just them, their wits, and their powers.

And even assuming they survived and escaped capture on the spot...none of them dared to think about what their lives would be like afterwards, if everything went exactly as planned.

As it was, they had tried to get a full nights’ sleep, but they probably wouldn’t be able to get much more rest time than that if they hoped to stay ahead of G.U.N. and successfully complete the mission. So today was the only day to do it.

Right now, the team was just killing time until late afternoon. They thought (or rather hoped) that the guards would be a little more tired by that point, and if the mission took the right amount of time, they might even be able to escape into the night with relative ease. Rouge had planned it all out on the drive over, and sometimes Shadow was truly impressed by her level of tactical skill- especially since she had never had any sort of formal training throughout her line of work.

Rouge really knew what she was doing.

As time passed, the team tried their best to remain sharp, but it seemed that even resting could become tiring after a while. Eventually, Omega stood up and looked down at both of them. “I have run some calculations. Your mental faculties will continue to deteriorate at a rapid pace if we remain in this room for much longer. This will in turn lower our possible chances of success. We must leave immediately so that our success rate does not fall further, considering it is already dismally low compared to most of our usual missions.”

Shadow frowned, rubbing his brow. Ordinarily, he would have responded to Omega by now, but at the moment, half of the robot’s words had barely even registered. Yet he shouldn’t even be able to get this tired, let alone suffer such consequences from a week or two on high alert.

“Ugh…” Rouge groaned, hauling herself upright. “Let’s just get this over with. I’m too worn out to worry about this anymore. We just do it, and what happens is what happens.”

“Agreed.” Shadow said simply, still trying to ignore the effects of his weariness.

Omega’s eyes turned into their ‘angry’ shapes, but it didn’t seem to be directed at them. “Your cortisol levels have been far above normal for over a week. This level of exposure is highly unhealthy. We must remedy this as soon as the mission is over.”

“Yeah.” Rouge muttered quietly. “If it’s ever over.”

“Studies show that negative thinking precludes negative results. The reverse is also true, for strange reasons unknown to me, as I am not organic. Cease your pessimistic comments, and we will drive to the G.U.N. Fortress immediately.” Omega said firmly, walking out the door. Shadow vaguely realized that the E-series robot had been taking charge more and more over these past few days, and that he’d also become a lot less...enthusiastic around the same time.

While the hybrid didn’t know if Omega could be worried, the idea that he might be was just a little bit flattering.

…

The drive there was short, barely enough time for Shadow and Rouge to work themselves up into ‘mission mode’. All of the adrenaline that the former had felt last time was barely present now, replaced by a sort of frazzled sensation that made it feel as though every nerve in his body had been overused until it was barely even functional.

They parked a long ways away to avoid the notice of its various high-tech security measures and just sat there for a second.

The team had been here so many times for various reasons: meetings, briefings, work parties...but this was going to be the first time they entered it illegally. (Or at least, it would be for Shadow. They both suspected that there wasn’t a well-known building in the country that Rouge hadn’t broken into, for kicks if nothing else.)

The robot left the engine running in case of an emergency, switching on his communicator. “Alert me if there are any problems and I will come help you. I will happily destroy this building for a distraction. Or to find you. Or even just for fun.”

It seemed that Omega had still retained all of his violent tendencies, at least.

The two rushed over to the entrance, making sure that the guards wouldn’t see them- a practiced maneuver at this point. Rouge carefully turned the two security cameras so that they faced the sky, all without setting off any alarms.

Shadow tucked himself into the niche that held the metal sliding door while Rouge tapped away on the holographic screen near the doorway. His suspicions about the bat having infiltrated this building in the past were confirmed when she whispered to herself, “Let’s see if the backdoor I left is still there...a-ha!”

She typed in a code on the keypad: 4-8-6-7-8-9. At this point, the entire system automatically let her in- she even had the highest clearance to go with her fake account. Within moments, the door was unlocked with a quiet ‘whoosh’. (Ordinarily, there would have been at least five different checks to pass after this point to get inside, including fingerprint and retina scans.)

Rouge smirked at him before entering the building. “The code is ‘GUN SUX’, in case you’re wondering.”

Shadow could almost have laughed.

They didn’t need to sneak through the halls as much this time, since Shadow decided that it would be better to utilize a few Chaos Controls to get them past some particularly crowded sections. They couldn’t have made it past the ridiculous amounts of security measures- including automated gun turrets- otherwise. This fortress was one of the most protected places on the planet. There was a reason the President had been held there during the Black Arms invasion.

The twisted tangle of halls was specifically designed to confuse intruders, there were cameras to cover nearly all the blind spots, and guards passed every area by in two minute intervals. The hybrid thanked his lucky stars that he was with Rouge, since she seemed to be aware of every tiny flaw in the system, from a glitchy camera that hadn’t been replaced to which guards tended to slack off. He became more and more impressed with his friend’s skills each time she offered him a set of directions that worked without a hitch.

Once, they were nearly discovered, though. A pair of loud footsteps echoed around the metal corridors, sending both Rouge and Shadow into high alert. Quickly, the bat tugged him into an empty room, tucking them both behind a plain desk and out of sight.

“I guess G.U.N. actually switched up the guards for once, ‘cause this guy always used to be paired with another slacker,” she whispered as they walked by, completely oblivious to the two Mobians less than fifteen feet away. They were completely silent, unlike the guards at the old information warehouse- the fortress was much more important to G.U.N. and required a higher level of training and sophistication to maintain its security.

As soon as their steps had faded, the hybrid teleported them both to Rouge’s next location, which was even deeper in the complex. By now, they were several levels below the ground, but they still needed to travel farther to reach the secure servers that comprised G.U.N.’s major database.

Ordinarily, they would have used the elevator, but those didn’t have keypads, just card scanners. If any of the three had attempted to use their cards (which they wouldn’t have anyway, since the system kept track of who scanned their cards at what time) the entire complex would likely have gone into complete lockdown and they would have failed their mission.

Unfortunately, the excessive teleporting left Shadow’s Chaos stores running low, to say the absolute least. He dropped to his knees the second that they entered the main computer room, panting slightly as he leaned his head against the wall while staying out of sight. “You still gonna be good to take care of the rest, honey?” Rouge asked gently, brushing her fingers through the fur on his head. For a moment, he wanted nothing more than to pass out on the floor and remain like this forever, but then he paused, bewildered.

“Why am I so tired? I was literally just resting half an hour ago, and now look at me.” he groaned, looking down at his power inhibitors. He hadn’t had access to a Chaos Emerald in ages, so maybe that was the problem? His fingers brushed over one of the golden rings as he considered taking them off- that would provide him with a boost of power…

“No.” Rouge said decisively, holding his wrist so that he couldn’t release the inhibitor. “I’m not having you passing out on me in the middle of our escape, alright? It’s too risky to do that right now.”

“Either way, I’m going to run out of energy soon- wouldn’t it be better to get some more strength?” Shadow asked, his eyes narrowing.

She tightened her grip on his wrist briefly to make her point before releasing him. “As much as Omega wants to come in and blow this place up...no. There’s so much more that could go wrong, Shadow, and I’m not willing to risk that.” The bat folded her arms, asserting herself as the one in charge...which she always was.

Shadow glowered, frustrated both with himself and the general circumstances. However, he forced himself to listen to her orders, since she usually knew what she was doing- an impressive sign of respect for him. “In that case, I’ll barely be able to do more than a couple of Chaos Spears. You’ll have to move quickly, Rouge.”

They walked among the stacks of black plastic and tiny flickering lights, searching for one specific computer to link into. Within a minute, the bat had discovered exactly what she was looking for and plugged in a cheap second hand tablet that she’d bought with some more of their spare money.

This tall black piece of hardware was part of a stack all the way at the back of the room, shoved into a corner and covered in dust. It looked completely useless and outdated.

At least, if the viewer wasn’t one who could recognize that these models were actually newer than the rest. The dust, the placement, it was all designed to let the computers pass underneath the average person’s radar and keep G.U.N.’s most secret files under high security, multiple firewalls, and the latest in antivirus technology.

Rouge, however, was by no means an average person.

Meanwhile, Shadow thanked any member of the pantheon that might be listening that they were getting the job done now. Their resources were running low, so he hoped that after this they could go hide somewhere and get a job to survive. Hiding wasn’t ordinarily his preferred reaction (it had never been his preferred reaction, honestly) but it was starting to sound an awful lot better than the current ball of stress that was his life.

“Alright, we’re in.” Rouge whispered quietly, having used her ‘all-access’ password to enter the system yet again.

The hybrid peered over her shoulder, curious to see what kind of documents she would discover...only to find that most of it was very confusing, to say the least. There seemed to be no sense of organization, to the point where he could barely tell if it was on purpose or just done badly. As a relatively organized person himself, he quickly grew frustrated by the complete lack of any sort of pattern among the various files.

There was at least one part done purposefully, though, because the folder Rouge wanted to access (labeled ‘requisition forms’ in the middle of a video section...suspicious) was blocked by a passcode. The first two tries- TOWERS and CMNDR- didn’t work.

The bat closed her eyes and bowed her head. To the untrained eye, she might have seemed like someone in defeat, giving up at the first sign of a struggle.

Shadow knew that she was just trying to focus and tap into her skills.

Eventually, she sighed resolutely. “Let’s give this one a go.” She typed in five familiar letters.

M-A-R-I-A.

It seemed that his sister had touched many lives forever, since it worked. Rouge clicked through a few of the files, her eyes widening with each one. Shadow was certain that his own were equal in size, watching as G.U.N. detained people for weeks without trials, arrested innocents doing perfectly legal things, and pulled many others over on the street and forced them to submit to searches without reason.

In short, hurting ordinary people who they were supposed to protect.

It truly felt as though something sick and twisted had taken root inside of the organization, indeed, that it had been allowed (even encouraged) to spread and grow until it choked the life out of every positive reason that had ever been part of G.U.N.’s founding. All that seemed to be left now was a paranoia-ridden, overly-violent military force with little to no conscience or accountability for its actions.

Eventually, the bat closed the folder, downloading the entire thing onto her device. “Let’s go already!” Shadow hissed, hating the idea of staying a moment longer than was absolutely necessary.

“No.” Rouge whispered. “We end this here. Now. Today.”

Then, she maneuvered the folders into a different part of the server, and smiled bitterly. “They can’t claim it’s faked very well if it comes from them.”

And then the master thief uploaded that entire section of their database onto the Internet, through G.U.N.’s website and every single one of their social media accounts, with one short sentence to accompany it: Doesn’t seem like you’re very good at your job, ‘Guardian Units of Nations’.

Shadow grabbed her by the arm as soon as she finished. “Alright, now come on! We have to go, they’ll figure it out soon enough!”

Rouge logged out and unplugged the tablet, and the two of them rushed to the door and peered out of the glass, waiting until the guards had passed. As they rushed outside, the bat remembered to close the door in absolute silence. Then they hurried down the hall, moving as quickly as they could. Rouge flew and Shadow skated to keep the noise level as low as possible, the faint hiss of Chaos energy and the occasional flap of wings the only sound they made as they ran.

They took basically the same route as before, only using a slightly longer path due to the hybrid’s low energy. It still went well at first, as they kept hidden whenever any guards came near. At any rate, there were no shouts of “intruders!” going off as they rushed upwards, through the halls, and towards the exit.

About halfway up a stairwell, though, several things happened in quick succession.

Alarms began to blare throughout the entire building, and red warning lights began to flash all over. The complex began to go into high alert, although the doors remained open to allow the soldiers to get from one place to another quickly. Although the two former agents couldn’t see it, they knew that all important rooms (including the main server area) would have a set of steel guards placed over them by now, so it was good that they had already completed most of their mission. “How did they figure it out that fast?” Rouge gasped, startled.

That was when they heard the stomping of guards entering the stairwell, heading downwards towards the computer rooms- and their position.

Shadow stumbled on the stairs, the alarms and lights and those sounds triggering his most horrible memory of all. The raid on the ARK had already been brought forcibly to the surface recently, so it was still a particularly raw spot for him. He faintly felt his friend clasp his arm and begin to drag him forward and up, trying to keep him safe despite the walls of his own mind closing in around him. Remembering that he had to flee, the thought across both past and present situations of get out get out get out RIGHT NOW powered him enough to hold on back and even begin to pull her along.

A pair of guards heard him stumbling on the stairwell and began to fire at them as they ran, forcing the two to dodge bullets as they rushed up the stairs. Rouge flew the hedgehog directly up a level of steps before letting him drop and hit the stairwell running, since they didn’t have enough time for her to properly set him down. The gunfire only added to Shadow’s confusion- that and the dark metal walls of the next hall left him blinking and dazed, struggling to recall where he was...or when he was.

This...this is the Fortress, right? No...but that wiring on the walls…

He grabbed someone’s hand- Maria? Rouge? didn’t matter, he had to keep her safe either way- and rushed faster, faster, through the halls and up more stairs, dodged the gunfire, kept running- look there are some doors, why are there doors on the ARK? It looks like Mobius outside- doesn’t matter- we have to get out so let’s go-

They burst through the double doors, Shadow breaking the sound barrier as he did so while Rouge tried to ride the air currents he created as well as she could. It took all of her strength just to cling to his hand so that she wouldn’t be completely blown away by the force of his movement.

Shadow vaguely heard the screech of car tires and heard Omega shout “I AM ON MY WAY. RUN.” as they blew past him.

His heart was pounding in his chest and his ears and he felt too hot and he could barely breathe, but he had to keep going. His legs were shaking but he pushed onwards through the difficulties, barely even thinking.

He couldn’t even see the mountains or the sea. His entire world was just the ground ahead of him and the hand in his own.

He had to run.

Eventually, Shadow heard a whirring noise, turning his head to see a helicopter bearing down on them in the sky. The sight of something even more obviously impossible on the ARK than the doors or the grass shook him out of his confused memories slightly, only to leave him out of focus and disoriented.

Figure it out later, right now you have to move!

Bullets began to spatter across the grass, blasting from double machine guns mounted on the helicopter, and he heard Rouge- yes, it was Rouge, not Maria- yell something along the lines of “What the actual hell?!”.

Shadow didn’t want to know how anyone had ever decided that chasing down two rogue agents, one of whom could break the speed of sound, with a helicopter spraying the entire area with deadly, aerodynamic pieces of steel was the right way to get them back. Or the smart way, honestly. Already, the helicopter’s fuel was running low, considering that their engine had to be supercharged to keep up even for this long.

He rushed into the nearby woods as it fell back, not stopping until they reached the base of the mountains nearby. They crouched underneath a rocky overhang, and Shadow slowly worked to come back to himself fully.

He had escaped with his companion this time…

His unfocused eyes slowly blinked and he shook his head slowly, trying to drive the lingering images from his head. “I’m here, hon, I’m here.” Rouge said softly, and his ears twitched, trying to shake the nagging feeling that this entire situation should be completely different.

“I gotcha, Shadow, but we’re going to have to move eventually...I can hear them starting a search party.” She scoffed. “Stupid of them to be so loud when they’re hunting a bat.”

The hybrid took one deep breath, and then another. “I’ll be alright.” he said quietly, his unwanted thoughts finally receding into the background enough to allow him to focus. He saw Rouge smile at him faintly, squeezing his shoulder once before giving him some space.

A minute or two later, a stick snapped to their left, and both of the highly skilled, rigorously trained Mobians shrieked (in an impressively high register for Shadow especially) and whirled around, ready to fight. Both relaxed, though, upon seeing that it was only Omega, who in turn gave them a quick once-over. “You are both a mess and G.U.N. will be here at any moment. They will begin to sweep this area soon and we must be far away when they do so.”

“Where do we go now?” Shadow asked quietly, his mental capacity strained nearly to its limit.

“Somewhere. Anywhere out of the way, where we can hide out until things quiet down.” Rouge sighed, her eyes downcast.

None of them were looking forward to what came next- a long wait until G.U.N. gave up searching for them, cut off from all of their friends, where they couldn’t go by their real names or enjoy their usual pastimes….

….and that was if they were lucky.

They got back into their car, again, and set off down the highway, again, looking for a place to hide.

Again.

(Shadow was tired of hiding. Sometimes he found himself wondering, as Rouge kept an eye out for nothing more than a sheltered area to pull their car into for the night, if it wouldn’t be better to just give up entirely...but the sheer idea of G.U.N. winning, especially of being put back into stasis, was too horrifying for him to bear.)

He’d rather suffer a lifetime of fear and of looking over shoulders if it meant he could spend it with Rouge and Omega than return to the endless frozen quiet of a stasis pod.

And as they pulled into the woods and began to cover their car with a decent amount of brush and leaves many hours and two states later, he almost felt a sort of resigned peace. Knowing that they had done what was right and that he would get to be with his two closest friends for a while longer was...not bad, all things considered. Sighing, he lay back in his chair, one hand linked with Rouge’s and Omega’s hand resting next to his ears.

They could hide together, at least.

…

In the morning, he woke up to shouting.

“This is the Guardian Units of Nations! Surrender peacefully or we fire!”

Rouge stared at him, her eyes wide.

Shadow was frozen in place- he didn’t think he could have moved had he tried.

Oh, chaos.

#shadow the hedgehog #rouge the bat #e 123 omega #scars you can't see #sycs #team dark #ugh part of this got deleted twice so sorry if any of it's weird #i had so much i was going to say here but now i can't remember it :(#anyway #hopefully this chapter turned out well it was supposed to be the big important one #despite the cliffhanger the next chapter should be less stressful #i've been looking forward to chapter 10 for a long time #and please. if you haven't already done so then check out khinesthetic's blog. please. it's so cool.#(also shadow would never voluntarily go back to his stasis pod. if sega says so then they're wrong and that's just a fact.)#sol’s fanfiction

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Why does the character of Orange Cassidy work?

He's nonchalant, he shows the "fakeness" of pro wrestling, he barely says a word, he doesn't seem to have much ambition re titles and belts

Orange Cassidy should not work as a character

But thing is, he's charismatic as hell. He doesn't have to build his persona through words when he's in the ring; you can define him the second he shows up. And he invites you to make fun of the show, in a way that is like sharing an inside joke. And just when you think you've got this slacker figured out...

He pulls out the technical prowess and shows off just how good he is when he wants to be. And it's always in character, whether he's idling or at full throttle

It's difficult crafting a character that unique in a world inhabited by colorful, loud, aggressive people, so by choosing to be plain, nearly silent, and extremely passive, Orange Cassidy created his very unique niche, and I am fascinated

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aurorapillar · 4 years

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Title: if you give a cale a stick Fandom: Trash of the Counts Family Characters: Cale Henituse, Choi Han, Alberu Crossman, Raon Miru

Summary: “Human! Stabbing yourself is not allowed!”

“Cale, give the branch to someone else.” Both Raon and Alberu spoke at the same time, their tones scolding and Cale found himself staring at them in disbelief.

“Do you seriously think I would stab myself?”

For Day 2 of TCF Week 2020 Prompt: knife/sword

A thoughtful silence pervaded the room Alberu was resting in as he, Cale, and Choi Han all contemplated the day’s events. Raon was also quiet, though that likely had more to do with the multiple apple pies he had stuffed in his mouth. There had been a large amount of new information obtained in just a short period of time, which left lots to process.

Soon Cale would be leaving for the Endable Kingdom, a trip he’d made it very clear he wasn’t looking forward to, and it was hard to know how easily they’d be able to communicate. It was important for them to get as much as they could figure out and planned before he left.

For not the first time, the Crown Prince found himself pitying his sworn brother over the amount of responsibilities resting on his shoulder, even for someone who didn’t dream of being a slacker it would be a heavy burden. Alberu was sure that there were plenty of things Cale still needed to do that he hadn’t been told about but aside from having to go to pretend to be Duke Fredo’s son, he was aware that Cale also needed to go visit the World Tree again. Which reminded him…..

“What exactly did you do with the fake World Tree?” He asked, pushing himself up to a sitting position. It had been breezed over earlier when Cale reported on the battles, with his brother simply claiming it had been dealt with, but Alberu found himself curious. His movement earned him a disapproving look from Cale, which he found rather hypocritical; the man couldn’t take care of his own health and yet he thought he could judge other people?

“It really didn’t want to die, so I sealed it away for the time being,” Cale stated in a very vague manner and Alberu found himself glancing at Choi Han in the hope of a better explanation. The other man simply shook his head however, despite having been there at the time Choi Han apparently didn’t understand what had happened any more than Alberu did. He could probably ask for clarification from Cale if he really wanted to, but that didn’t guarantee that he’d be told anything that made sense; plus Alberu had a feeling, as he often did when it came to Cale, that he might not want to actually know.

Choi Han suddenly sat up straighter, the mention of the World Tree having reminded him of something. “Cale-nim.” He called, drawing the man’s attention. “Speaking of the World Tree… I think someone else should hold onto the branch.”

Cale frowned at the sudden suggestion, but before he could say anything someone else butted in.

“Branch? What branch?” Raon questioned, climbing up onto Cale’s lap, an apple pie clutched in his chubby paw; despite having claimed they were purchased for Cale, he ate most of them himself.

Alberu was also glancing over at him with a raised eyebrow, he hadn’t heard anything about a branch from the World Tree. It was suspicious.

With their curious gazes fixed on him, there was no way for Cale to simply brush aside the topic, which Cale suspected was what Choi Han had been hoping for. He had been overly concerned with what Cale might do with the skewer after all. “The World Tree had Pendrick give me one of it’s branches to use as a sword.”

Choi Han glared at him. “A branch that if you stab into someone’s heart and cover in blood will become a great weapon.” The swordmaster corrected, “And the World Tree apparently said your blood is special.”

“Human! Stabbing yourself is not allowed!”

“Cale, give the branch to someone else.”

Both Raon and Alberu spoke at the same time, their tones scolding and Cale found himself staring at them in disbelief.

“Do you seriously think I would stab myself?”

“Yes.” There was absolutely no hesitance in their voices as they replied, which Cale found very offensive. Just how stupid did they think he was?

“I can assure you I have no plans to stab myself.” Cale told them in a somewhat snippy manner, he was getting really tired of the way people kept acting like he had no care for his own health. After all, he would never be able to live an easy slacker life if he didn’t take care of himself. “I’d probably be fine anyway even if I did.” The latter part of his words was mostly meant for himself, but he’d momentarily forgotten how good the hearing of everyone else in the room was.

“Cale,” Alberu began, staring at him with an expression similar to the one a person might have when explaining something to a small child. “People die when they are stabbed in the heart.” It was something that even the most foolish of people should know, he shouldn’t be having to remind Cale of it, but he would do it if it reduced the likelyhood of his brother doing something stupid. Cale didn’t seem to appreciate his words of wisdom however, judging by the glare which was shot his way, but Alberu didn’t particularly care for his opinion on this matter.

“I'm aware that’s normally the case, but I would heal.” His tone was annoyed, but there was also a hint of confusion in his tone, as if he truly didn’t understand why they were so worried. That, combined with his comment about healing, left everyone else trying to figure out what they’d missed.

Just what was it Cale knew that they didn’t? In his head Alberu silently went over what he knew, both from the current conversation and previous ones, after a couple minutes of thought, something occurred to him. “You punk, do you have some kind of regenerative ancient power?” It would certainly explain a lot about the blatant disregard Cale often showed towards his own health, though it didn’t do anything to make it better.

For a moment Cale just stared at him, before realization seemed to dawn on his face. “Oh yeah, you weren’t there.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Alberu commented dryly. All this time Cale had had the ability to heal and he’d let Alberu worry about his health; of course even the crown prince was well aware that even now that he knew about it, he’d still be worrying about Cale. Who knew what limitations there were in regards to what the ancient power could heal. And even if there weren’t any limitations, Cale would still be in pain; having now experienced just how agonzing it was to be injured to the point you coughed up blood, Alberu knew he wanted his brother to experience that as little as possible.

While things had become clearer to Alberu thanks to the revelation of Cale’s healing power, Raon and Choi Han had become more confused.

“Human, what do you mean you have a regenerative power!” The dragon demanded, angrily slamming his paw against Cale’s leg. “Why didn’t you tell us!”

Choi Han nodded his head in agreement with Raon’s words, while he was glad to know that Cale had a power which apparently would help him stay alive, he was rather ticked off by the fact he’d never told them about it before. Cale however, responded to their frustration with a bewildered expression.

“What do you mean why didn’t I tell you?” He questioned. “I’ve mentioned it before.”

Choi Han stared at him. “When?”

Cale was silent for a moment as he tried to remember when exactly it had been. “Back when we first met Eruhaben.” He finally stated. “He asked why I was still alive since usually people with multiple ancient powers explode.”

Alberu choked. “I’m sorry, what is this about you exploding!”

His brother just waved a dismissive hand in his direction, “Don’t worry about, it’s been dealt with,” Cale said and the crown prince found himself wondering whether it was worth ignoring his injuries in order to get up and throttle Cale.

As Alberu contemplated fratricide, the other two thought back to when they'd first visited Eruhaben's cave; they vaguely recalled Eruhaben mentioning Cale having a human power, and Cale referring to it as restoration, but he hadn’t given any more explanation.

"You might have mentioned it," Choi Han conceded. "But you didn't explain anything or even mention that it was a healing power."

"Really?" Cale was surprised, he'd been positive that they knew. Though now that he thought about it, a lot of things made more sense now that he was aware that they hadn't known. No wonder they had fussed so much every time he coughed up blood. "Well, now you know." They could relax and stop freaking out about his health now.

Raon stared up at Cale in disbelief, before glancing over at Choi Han, who sighed and shook his head. What else could they really expect? Cale had always been the type to drop huge revelations and then move on as if nothing had happened. As far as he was probably concerned, there was nothing left to say, and trying to continue the conversation probably wouldn't get them anywhere.

Still, the dragon had one last thing to say.

"Human."

"Hmm?"

"You're still not allowed to stab yourself."

#tcfweek #trash of the count's family #cale henituse #alberu crossman #raon miru #choi han #my writing

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sign-from-god-complex · 4 years

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(fake fic title) Four Seven Hate

Four Seven Hate

Summary: There were very few people on Logan’s shit list. He was pretty forgiving, as long as people went the proper lengths to apologise for any missteps, and he was much more likely to declare someone not worth his time than he was to take an active role in disliking them.

One person who was on that list, however, was Remy Wake.

Pairing: Losleep

A/N: Whoops! Looks like it’s not a fake fic title anymore. I’m so, so glad I’ve finally managed to write another fic cause I’ve been trying for like a week and all it’s gotten me was a lot more WIPs and a lot more frustration. But I did it! So here you go!

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Logan was not sure why he showed up to this party. He barely knew anybody, he wasn’t interested in drinking and, despite his tendency to get work done weeks before the deadline, he did have actual studying to be doing.

He also wasn’t sure why, when pulled by the hand to join a small circle on the floor by Roman—the only person at the party he actually knew and the driving force that had landed him here in the first place—he didn’t immediately get up and leave. Circles at a party were never a good thing, not if you didn’t want to get roped into some party game you most certainly weren’t interested in, like truth or dare or never have I ever or-

Seven minutes in heaven. Apparently.

And, of course, it was just Logan’s luck that he was selected to go first.

After Roman had lifted him clean off the ground and shoved him into the closet—much to his loud protests—he had nothing to do but wait for his partner in this party hell to arrive. He had already tried the knob the moment the door had been closed behind him but it seemed as if this group must have located the host and obtained a key because it wouldn’t budge.

The wait seemed to take much longer than he had expected it to—if Logan was prone to paranoia, he would say that the selection of his partner hadn’t been quite so random but he wasn’t, so he didn’t—but soon enough the door of the closet opened again and a body was being shoved in beside him.

There was very little light in the closet but, thankfully, Logan’s eyes had already had time to adjust to the darkness and he got the chance to see his partner before they had a chance to see him. And he wasn’t pleased with what he saw.

Remy Wake.

The biggest slacker and most irreverent asshole Logan had ever had the displeasure of knowing.

Based on the scowl on Remy’s face upon recognising his cellmate, Logan would assume Remy had a similar dislike of his person, but as opposed to Logan, he thinks it’s unlikely that Remy’s opinions of him have any basis in fact. (He ignores the niggling thought in the back of his mind that, given their incredibly limited encounters, he’s not entirely sure that his opinions actually have much of a basis in fact either.)

Logan had already been certain that nothing was going to happen in this closet tonight but setting his sights on Remy had only made him doubly as certain.

“What a surprise,” he muttered, his face set firmly in disapproval—not that Remy could probably see it all that well with those sunglasses on in the dark closet, “There’s a party and Remy Wake is present. Surely, it’s unprecedented.”

Remy looked away for a moment, heaving out a sigh. “How the fuck would you know how many parties I’ve attended? It’s not like you ever come. And it seems even when you do you look like a fucking tax accountant.”

Something similar had actually been said by Roman when Logan had left the dorms earlier this evening but Logan hadn’t let it get to him then and he certainly wouldn’t let it get to him now. He simply smoothed out the material of his coat—strange to keep it on even in the house, yes, but he was always particularly susceptible to the cold—and resigned himself to seven minutes of tense, frustrated silence.

Against all odds, they did manage to survive the seven minutes—the time spent glowering at each other, rolling their eyes and making snide comments.

At one point, Remy actually removed his sunglasses. He was muttering something about trying to find a way out of here, blinking around the room with eyes much bluer than Logan had expected by any means. Logan couldn’t even figure out why Remy would even wear sunglasses with eyes that blue. When Remy caught Logan staring, though, he quickly shoved his glasses back on, seemingly trying to look like it hadn’t bothered him by throwing out some comment about Logan’s loss at his debate meeting last week. Logan wasn’t even sure how Remy knew he’d lost debate last week.

It didn’t matter though because they were back to arguing and by the time the closet door was opened, Logan could not be gladder to finally be rid of Remy Wake.

Of course, it didn’t stop there.

No, suddenly, Logan was encountering Remy all over campus. He was lounging about at Logan’s favourite coffee place, he was the new member of Logan’s study group, he was hanging off Roman’s arm, giggling in a way that was just so incredibly irritating.

Logan had tried to ask Roman why Remy had suddenly seemed to become his new best friend (in a way that he thought totally didn’t make him sound jealous or needy, thank you very much) but, in response, Roman just gave him that smile. That stupid smile that usually indicated that Roman thought he was incredibly socially inept—which, true, but why say it—and Logan had stormed off to fume.

Stupid Remy. Stupid Remy with his stupid smirk and his stupid flirting and his stupid laugh and his stupid hair and his stupid eyes behind his stupid sunglasses and the stupid way he hated him even though Logan wasn’t sure why.

Logan wasn’t really sure why he hated Remy either.

Sure, maybe he wasn’t the most invested in his studies but then, neither was Roman with certain classes, and that didn’t stop them from being—sometimes reluctant—best friends. There was just something about Remy that made him feel and, worse, made him feel things he didn’t understand. And Logan hated not understanding.

When he came out of his room, looking vaguely like he’d just gone through something of an emotional hurricane, Roman just gave him a pat on the back and one of the Crofter’s cookies he’d stashed away. Clearly, Logan’s revelation was only a revelation to him. And, hopefully, to Remy.

He tried to catch Remy at the end of the next study meeting, looming over his shoulder as he packed his bag.

“Uh, sorry, hon, but I got nothing to say to you, ‘kay?” Remy snarked, throwing his satchel over his shoulder and raising his eyebrows at Logan, “So why don’t you just get out of my way.”

Logan stood his ground despite Remy’s comment, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. Remy looked as if he was just about to push past Logan when he finally spoke up

“I’m sorry.”

At that, Remy looked… genuinely caught off guard and for just a moment his persona seemed to drop, leaving him confused and… something else Logan couldn’t quite identify.

He took a breath, his brow furrowed.

“I wasn’t… exactly sure why it was that I found you so frustrating. I had convinced myself that it was your lack of study habits and generally—” Logan waved his hand around for a moment—“flippant attitude towards school in general. Though, of course, that excuse fell apart as soon as you joined the study group and I realised that Roman is just as bad, if not worse, in engaging in his classes.”

Remy gave no reply, simply watching him as he took another moment to think.

He cleared his throat. “That is all to say, that I apologise for my behaviour towards you over the time we’ve known each other and I would appreciate the chance to metaphorically… start over, as it were?”

There was another moment of silence as Remy regarded him, lips twisted slightly but in a way that Logan hoped was more considering than it was cruel.

“Yeah, alright,” Remy finally conceded, a slight grin pulling at his features, “Starting over it is.”

Logan stuck out his hand for Remy to shake and at Remy’s equal-parts confused and amused expression, he elaborated.

“I… uh, I never got the chance to properly introduce myself, I don’t think. I’m Logan McKenzie, I like debates, books, astronomy and anybody who’ll give me the opportunity to ramble for hours about things they probably don’t care about.”

A grin spread across Remy’s face as he took Logan’s hand in his. “Remy Wake. I like coffee, cute boys, puzzles and anybody who’ll let me wake them up at three in the morning for a trip to get slushies.”

“Wanna go for coffee?”

Remy grinned, big and bright and real. “Yeah. Sounds good, nerd.”

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“So… uh, did you ever figure out why you did seem to hate me so much?” Remy asked, bumping his shoulder against Logan’s as they made their way out of the library.

Logan startled slightly. “Oh! Yes. I find you extremely physically attractive.”

Remy didn’t think he could be blamed for walking directly into the doorframe at that but with the sound of Logan’s laughter echoing in his ears, so pretty and joyful, he wasn’t really hurrying to explain himself.

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#sanders sides #losleep #sleeplogical #logan sanders #remy sanders #roman sanders #he's a silent master of 'logan you dumbass gay get your shit together and admit you like remy or so help me'#and that's so valid #lo can write #emo-disaster-main #ask lo #also I do know that four seven eight is probably supposed to be relating to the breathing technique #(after I looked it up because I couldn't figure out why it sounded so familiar)#but also my mind went straight to this so oh well hahah

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artificialqueens · 5 years

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teachers pet (karon + branjie) -lem0n_b0y

an- hey y'all it’s ya boy. it’s finally done. my teacher au!! enjoy the dummy gays getting caught in the act.

“Maywood is Red Hot, We will not Stop, Stop! We are Hot, Hot!”

Katya could practically hear the phatom of cheers in her ears as she walks down the white hallways. The commons were full of those preppy cheerleaders, hyping up the student body for the big game tonight. It was the beginning of the softball season and for their school, it was a pretty big deal. The school wasn’t great at many sports, they weren’t known for their football records. One thing that the were known for is smashing through the county’s other highschool teams for softball. With the utterly amazing leadership through Coach Hytes, last year was a knock out. All though Katya would lend her help to her every practice.

The echos of the drum line follow behind her as well. The band was also beautifully led. They had been known to place high in competitions, even going to a state competition. Though the drums and trombones really put a ping of pain in Katyas temple from the volume, she had much respect for the kiddos that make it possible and along with their teacher.

Ms. Needles, she sure is a phenomenal teacher. She always puts the student first, always making sure the have everything they need to succeed in everyway possible. Katya smiles to herself at just the thought of it. The moment she met the cooky punk hearted woman, she knew that they would spend a lot of time together. Her energy screamed different but her appearance is much more calm. Sure she would we’re darker clothes and a dark lip but it wasn’t her true colors from what Katya could tell. Alas, building a strong friendship with her during workplace hours was the highlight of the job. They often spend their planning period together and lunches. Having the small amount of alone time with such a bright mind was all it took to make Katyas day worth while.

While Katya spends most of her free time with the infamous Ms. Needles, whenever she was absent she would find herself in the chorus room just next to the band room to chat with the dearest Mrs. Act. The enthusiastic Aussie was another beloved teacher. The primary reason for that student given title is all of the boys fawning over her and her pretty face. Her voice could be heard from classes away to which nobody complains, her sound was far from nails on a chalkboard. Katyas relationship with her was goofy yet smart, they both had the biggest wit anyone had ever see.

She continues down the halls, snaking her way to the band room to once again spend as much time as possible with her beloved friend. The band room was graciously placed farthest away from the commons so she had no worried of loud noises annoying them. As she steps foot into the room she can see Ms. Needles brighten up.

“Glad to see you made it through the crowd of teenagers. You’re just in time to help me grade.” She smiles as her hand holds out a packet of papers to Katya. She was towered in work, her desk was a mess. The end of the school year was just in the horizon and everyone had begun to buckle down. Most teachers were slammed with makeup work as kids attempt to bring up their grades last minute. Katya didn’t have to worry about that, as for PE was an easy class to pass. All of her kids were at least at a C. She takes the stack of papers and sits on the edge of the desk, the only clean spot. “You really need to put your foot down Shar, this work is from last nine weeks.”

Sharon let’s out a little sigh and rests her head on her free hand while the other marked off on worksheets. “I just want them to pass.” Her writing hand was covered in messily doodled notes. The black ink spelled out students names and the name of worksheets that were needing to be put in the gradebook. She screamed stressed from just the looks of her. Her shoulders appearing tense and shadows of bone under her eyes, Katya frowns slightly. Seeing her on partner in crime so rundown was sad. She knew that Sharon had dug herself into a hole of generosity. After enough kids ask to turn in late work, you end up having to say yes to everybody.

Katya looks through her given stack of papers as an escape from worryful gaze. Red X’s pile onto each paper haphazardly as they sit in silence. There was an obvious fog of tension in the room.

Placing the graded stack of papers down after about ten minutes of quick grading, Katya looks back down at the hunched over woman. Her scribble ridden hand marks question after question with the most exhausted look on her face that Katya couldn’t stand it. She can’t stand to see the typically upbeat woman with a strong backbone to hold herself up so grey.

Breaking the silence, Katya stands up from sitting on the corner of the desk to face Sharon. “Shar-bear you seriously aren’t looking too hot. I think you really need to take a break from all of… this-” She jestures her hand to the messy desk. Sharon looks up from the paper she was working on to look at Katya. “- like this is gonna be the death of you, I mean really. You need to tell your classes that you’re no longer accepting late work from 2 months ago.”

Exhales slowly through her nose and removing the hand from her face, Sharon decides to give in and actually listen. Sitting back in her chair she looks Katya up and down slightly. “Kat’s, I’m just trying to make sure the kids don’t hate me. You know how newer teachers go, if you mess up they start hating you and nobody wants to take the class. And when classes are filled they throw kids in who need another elective credit, you know these kids hate that.” Sharon had begun to nervously ramble. All she ever wanted was to be the best teacher she could and would try everything in her power to do so.

Katya knew this very well, but still didn’t quite get why Sharon would be so worried about some sort of self image she wanted teenagers to like. Teenagers hate everything about school unless the teacher passes them without putting in the effort. Katya would know this because she was the same way as a teen. Sharon’s wish to be liked by the student body wasn’t something Katya could wrap her head around. “You’re rambling. How about you just take a break, it is lunch time after all.”

Sharon nodded slightly in agreement, placing her pen down onto the paper. Katya was right, she should take a break. Through all her classes so far through the day, Sharon hadn’t even taught anything. She gave them all assignments to keep them busy just so she could grade. Her lips pout slightly as she tries to clear her mind of all the work that needed to be done.

Katya always thinks she’s cute when she pouts like that. Her pursed black lips were always something that made Katya smile. It was almost how a child would towards a parent was the best way Katya could compare it. Those slight mannerisms that Sharon does is what really hooked Katya onto her when they first met. The first little thing that she noticed was her favorite foods were. Sharon would tag her lunch in the teachers lounge fridge. Everyday it was a wrap of some sort with cheesecake flavored yogurt cup and as time went on, Katya would bring her yogurt during planning period for her to snack on.

Her smile lingers as Sharon’s pout fades away into her speaking again. Her rambling consists of life updates, cat updates and recent TV shows she had binged while working on the final exam. Sharon had recently begun to rewatch all of Golden Girls and beings to assign Katya the character that reminds her of Katya.

Since then, Katya has pulled up a chair next to Sharon’s while the banter continues. “You would not believe how many kids I’ve had to threaten with detention this week, I mean really, they act like since schools almost over that they don’t have to follow rules.” Sharon rambles, getting upset over the rowdy children. Faking a shocked face, Katya mocks Sharon’s harmless threats. She knew that she would never write a kid at detention slip. “Slow down there! Ms. Needles about send kids to detention? She has finally snapped!”

“Oh shut up! They’re never this bad is the thing.”

“Kids will be bad, I was a bad kid after all.” Katya smiles wide and chuckles at her own statement. “- not saying that it’s an excuse but the teenage angst is a powerful demon.”

Sharon leans her head back onto the back of her chair, staring up at the cracked popcorn ceiling. Smiling to herself, she let’s out an annoyed groan. “It sure is. But I should really finish grading these papers.” Katya frowns as the work beings to call her companion back it. She didn’t want Sharon’s now bright energy to dull all because some kids don’t know how to turn work in on time. It wasn’t be duty as a teacher to keep the deadlines flexible, it was her duty to get them into a habit of turning things in on time. Katya pouts and slides her rollie chair closer. “Can we hang out for what- 5 more minutes?”

Tapping a finger to her chin, Sharon smiles very catty. “Fine, 5 more minutes.”

Five minutes didn’t seem like enough time for Katya to get her fill of soaking in Sharon’s ramblings of her personal life. If she could, she’d skip class like all the slacker students do but lunch had since ended and class had just started. Katyas students were scheduled to go to the tennis courts for the whole period and Coach Hytes were to go to the gym for a somewhat free day. She had been worrying over the softball game just like all the others. No matter how well they were doing through the season she still had a massive weight of worry on her shoulders. Being said, the normally calm Coach Hytes was cracking so hard she doesn’t even have the energy to teach. It was a day for the kids to play whatever they want in the gym, which may have been a grave mistake.

She shoots a text to Katya to remind her that all the kids need to bring back all the tennis balls along with questions about tonight’s game and who’s all playing or not. Tapping her fingers against her phone screen she attempts to take a deep breath in hopes to calm herself. The main thing on her mind about the game entirely was the batter. Vanessa was what her coach once described her as a ‘gorgeous tornado of energy’. With how much liveliness is in her, it works in her favor. Always being ready for practice was always on her mind up until the new year. She started skipping practice, going to parties and slacking on school work. No matter how many times she gets in trouble for it she keeps doing it. That’s why Brooke was nervous, Vanessa’s focus has left sports and has moved to being reckless. Nobody knows if she will be the ball and chain of the game.

Brooke picks up her pen and roll paper, biting the end if the pen as she scans to see who’s all in the gym. Her eyes land on the Tasmanian devil herself. Vanessa sits on the gym floor is some black gym shorts and a white tank top. From what Brooke can make out is she’s on her phone as always. Looking her up and down, Brooke’s mind goes a little too fuzzy for her liking. From the first day she met Vanessa she instantly found her attractive as hell, but who wouldn’t? Only way that Coach Hytes could assure herself on her raging attraction to her student was that the were only a few years apart. From what her file said in the office is that she failed the sixth grade. Brookes stare continues until a ball is thrown at a students head, forcing their whole body backwards. The student got back up unharmed but the loud thud of rubber on flesh was enough to snap her out of her head and back to the roll.

The bickering and barking had already begun in the four square corner with the main instigator being a the blunt yet kind-hearted Yvie. Oh Yvie was an unknowing trouble maker for sure. Her sharp edged tounge but also blase attitude toward many of the girls really got under people’s skins at times. So the loud arguing bubbling up wasn’t new for the small group of friends. The one thing that caught worry focused coaches ear was the voice of the girl that Yvie had fired up. A very recognizable voice.

Vanessa’s mouth is filled with angry curses as Yvie stands there with her arms crossed in defense. The argument was going to end up burning out within time is how Yvie sees it. Vanessa’s dark curls bounce on her shoulders as her yelling starts. “Well I don’t fuckin’ need your opinion on how well I do in a sport you don’t even fuckin’ play bitch!” She yells out with her hand balling up into fists. As her anger be comes to the point of a pot about boil over, she starts walking towards Yvie. “Then don’t worry about my shit! You’re the one who has been worried about how I decide to dress myself. All I’m saying is you need to get your priorities straight!”

Brooke finally decides to pay attention to her players voice by looking up from her papers at the worst moment. All while frantically cursing, Vanessa sends a punch into Yvies stomach with all the force she has. The taller girl stumbles backwards hard and starts yelling louder as she starts stepping closer to the swinger to push her down roughly. As soon as Vanessa is on the ground, Brooke quickly makes her way across the gym to break the two up. “You two! Stop it right now!” She yells out as she approaches and stands between the two.

“She fucking punched me!” Yvie exclaims, backing away from Vanessa who finally stands herself back up on her feet, attempting to bolt back towards her just to be stopped by one of Brooke’s strong arms. “Talk shit get hit bitch!”

“Vanessa!” Brooke pulls her backwards away from Yvie with her arm around her torso. She squirms to break free from her grip in hopes to finish what she had started. “C'mon Ms. Brooke, she’s been runnin’ her mouth about me! Bitch said I can’t barely play softball, she can’t just tarnish my name like that! Let me go!” She hollars as she is slowly tugged away by her coach. It occurred to Brooke how much Vanesas reckless behavior had really begun to get on her nerves, Vanessa was a young adult who should know better than to pick fights with other kids. Vanessa continues to try an free herself from her trap as Yvie is no longer in sight. As soon as the two get to the hallway, Brooke finally let’s her go. She quickly turns to face the clearly pouty young woman. “What the hell was that Vanessa?”

“I dunno, a fight? Me defending my good name.” She huffs out, already rolling her eyes at Brooke’s disapproval. Vanessa didn’t quite get that what she did was rash. Her emotions often would get the best of her as shown by little scuffs on her hands from trying to catch herself from Yvies push. A fighter would be the best way to describe her but also her most faulty trait. Sure she wanted to fight for what she believes in but most of the time that fight wasn’t used for good. Brooke knew this very well as she had seen Vanessa storm towards the bleachers at a softball game just because he gave her a dirty look after hitting a home run. None the less, Brooke wasn’t happy with Vanessa.

Rubbing her face slightly before speaking, Brooke narrows her eyes at her. “Yes it was a fight. But why did you decide to pick a fight right before the game, hm?” Her voice was harsh, more than Vanessa had ever heard. Her eyes widen at the sharp voice and relaxes her shoulders. “Because she was telling everybody that I was gonna lose tonight, like who the fuck does she think she is? So talk shit, get hit. She shouldn’t have been talkin’ shit.” She starts puffing back up at just the thought of someone talking bad about the one thing shes pride herself in. Brooke runs a hand through her hair and pulls out her phone. “Vanessa you’re in trouble no matter what happened. I’m getting Ms. Z to come watch the class while we discuss your punishment.” Her fingers type quickly and loudly, her eyes still narrowed towards her screen. “-and until she’s here, sit in my office. Got it?”

Looking up from her phone she sees a still worked up Vanessa. Her cheeks were red from the blood rushing in her system and her hands placed on her hips. If Brooke wasn’t so angry at her right now she would dare say she looked hot right about now. All though Vanessa could say the same thing to her. Seeing the tall blonde so snappy with her did make a little smile appear on he face. Brooke raises a brow as Vanessa nods and walks past her slowly, heading towards her office. “See you soon Mami.” She bumps into her playfully as she makes her way down the hallway. Snapping her head around, Brook watches her enter her office and closing the door.

Her mind instantly fuzzes again, the faint linger of Vanessa teasingly calling her 'Mami’ sends a warm wave up her body to her face. With the mix of emotion going through her head, Brooke leans against a wall to regain herself. The door of the far end of the hall opens and in comes Ms. Z with her class of rowdy kids. Katya directs her kids to go to the gym and that she will be there in just a moment. “So what the matter Brooke?” She says, walking up to her slumped coworker.

Brooke rubs her eyes and sits up straight. “Vanessa attempted to fight Yvie again and I luckily stopped her before she got too mad.” She exhales slowly and smiles halfheartedly. “I can’t let her play tonight after this, she’s been in trouble all week.”

Katya nods, laughing slightly. “When isn’t she in trouble?”

She had a good point. Brooke knew it’d end up coming to this but had hoped it wouldn’t. Vanessa is a good player and her sitting out wouldn’t be the best for the team. Attempting to rationalize her head she agrees with her previous thought of her being a ball and chain. “I’m going to have a talk with her, but thank you again for watching the class. You’re a life saver.”

“I do what I can. But don’t let her talk you into keeping her for tonight, she does have that effect on you.” Katya winks, knowing how easily Vanessa can sweet talk her way out of trouble. Especially knowing how big Brooke’s lady boner is for her, she knew that the warning wouldn’t be taken. Turning towards the gym door, Katya goes to deal with the kids while Brooke tries her hardest to put her foot down once.

Katya sits down at a nearby table in the gym and pulls her phone out to text Sharon about the situation.

Brooke opens her office door to see Vanessa sat on her desk, her legs dangling off the edge. She sits on her phone, tapping away, assumably texting Akeria about what had happened in the gym. She pouts her lips as she lifts her head from looking down at her phone. Brooke closes the door behind her, stepping towards the small trophy case on the wall opposite to the desk. The trophies are from years that Brooke had not been there for. She inherited the office from a past coach, keeping the case inside as the had no where to put the containments. “Vanessa why are you on my desk.” She finally speaks up.

“It’s comfy I guess, like feelin’ in charge.” She puts her phone down and puts her hands on either side of her. Tapping her nail onto the polished wood, she strikes Brooke with a small smile. Her smile was to die for, it was always gorgeous to too at. She knew good and well that it would make Brooke melt in her place. It was correct, Brookes body feels the warm wave again at the small smile. She shakes her head to rid herself of the fuzzy thoughts.

“Vanessa you’re in trouble, stop acting so calm. Please get off my desk.”

Vanessa looks around the room still sat on the desk. “You don’t gotta call me Vanessa. Everyone else just calls me Vanjie, you should try it.” Her eyes trail towards Brooke’s. Those blue eyes were so pretty after all. Vanessa loved to look at them whenever she could. But those blue eyes weren’t too assumed with her flase attitude. “I’m not going to call you Vanjie. This is serious you know, you’ve gotten 3 classroom referrals this week alone.”

“Why not? You’re so calm bout me callin’ you Brooke, everyone else calls you Ms. Hytes. Vanjie ain’t that bad of a nickname.” She continues to ignore the trouble that she is in by annoying Brooke with small talk. The annoyance sure was growing, as Brooke steps closer to her desk. Vanessa pouts her lips and brushes her hair off her shoulder with one of her hands “Why can’t I just sit up here? I’m comfy and shit.”

Brooke narrows her eyes as Vanessas legs slightly spread. She can see what she’s doing is getting under her coaches skin just as she had hoped. Vanessa smiles knowingly, biting her tounge a little. “If you don’t get off my desk, I swear to god Vanessa.”

“Whatcha gonna do to me , Mami? Am I makin’ you mad?’ She spreads her legs a little more and smiles. Brooke’s eyes widen at the questions, sending a warm feeling from her chest to her pelvis. She begins walking towards the desk, standing right between Vanessa’s legs. Placing her hands carefully on her lower thighs. "Just shut the fuck before I make you.”

“Well make me then.” Vanessa wraps her legs behind Brooke’s, pulling her close. Brooke’s hands grab her legs with the pulling motion, staying stable. They lean close to each other, body heat being shared. The room was silent, someone could hear a pen drop. Brooke bites her lip at the small space they now shared to which Vanessa smirks. “Don’t just stand there, show me who’s boss. Haven’t I been bad Ms. Hytes”

Without a second thought trailing through her mind, Brooke quickly presses her lips messily against Vanessa’s, pulling her legs to where they were wrapped around her own waist. Vanessa responses back with a smile into the kiss, grinding closer to the older woman. It was everything that Brooke wanted and more. Her lips were just as soft as she had dreamt of. Vanessa ran her hands through Brooks short blonde hair, giving a rough pull to make her moan into the kiss. Vanessa’s hips press as close as possible into Brooke’s.

Brooke takes the liberty to pick her up off the desk and walk to the closest wall, slamming her into it. A picture frame falls from the wall and neither of them flinch. The fight for dominance im the kiss turn to biting and tugging of lips. The quiet room was filled with moaning between crashing of lips.

The door creaks open slowly, and Katyas face peaks in to see Brooke full of anger and lust with Vanessa against the wall. She widens her eyes and slowly closes the door to avoid breaking them up. She wasn’t in the mood to have THAT conversation. Closing the door behind her, she shakes her head and walks back to the gym.

“How was the day Kat’s? Anything shocking happen?” Sharon questions while sitting against a wall of the band room holding a mug with supposably only coffee in it. Katya could already see from the smile on her face that she was tipsy. The school day had ended so the quick after school drink wasn’t much of a worry to her. “I don’t think this counts as shocking but Brooke finally snapped I guess. Walked into her office to tell her that Yvie isn’t going to snitch on Vanessa to see them making out and dry humpin’.” Katya sits down right next to Sharon who was now wide eyed at the news. They had been betting on the two since Brooke started at this school. Everyone could tell they had the hots for each other.

Sharon sips her mug, listening to Katya ramble on about her day. With her light brown waves falling down slightly and hang down her already messy bun, Sharon could feel a ting of her cheeks warming up. She was filled with admiration for her for a quick moment. Sharon could only assume it was the brandy talking. “Anyways, how was your day?” Katya says, snapping Sharon to her attention.

She shrugs while finishing her cup. “Uneventful. Finished grading what I had and slowly cutting off late work. Only have a folder to finish.” Sharon smiles as she places her cup next to her. The buzz fully courses through her, making her lean her head against the wall more. “I just want to relax, feels like I’m a puppet with tight strings.”

“Why not hook up Alaska then? That always chills you out.”

Katya looks at Sharon who had instantly got more color on her face. She knew that the two would hook up all of last year but wasn’t sure why it had stopped. Katya cocks her head to the side and waits for a response that came slowly. “She has a boyfriend now. So I guess I’m out of luck.” She pouts her lips and looks back at Katya. Her buzzing mind had her hyperfixated onto Katyas eyes. The blue eyes looked brighter than normal, her cheeks looked sharper and her peachy lips appeared softer. She hadn’t realized she had started staring. “Well if you ever want some stress relief just let me know. I give some mean head.” Katya chuckles. Sharon nods, biting the edge of her lip, looking to her lap. Her heart was practically jumping out of her chest and her gut screaming to her to take up on the offer. It would be just what she needed to calm down.

“Would you actually? It’s been a rough week and that sounds really fucking good right about now.”

Katyas eyes bolt open to look at the black haired woman looking at her with those tired eyes she fawns over. She didn’t expect her to actually be down for the joking suggestion. Smiling nervously, Katya finally speaks up after clearing her throat. “I-uh- you mean right now? I can but are you- are you actually down?”

“I mean if you could? Or we could like plan a day to?”

Katya stands from where she sat and kneels between Sharon’s legs that laid out. She wasn’t joking to her about giving her good head and hell if she was interested, she was going to make it happen. “I’m serious. Are you certain?” She runs a hand down her skirt exposed leg and looks Sharon dead in her eyes. Sharon looks back as serious as tipsy glare could come across and bites her lip gently. “Just shut up and get to work.”

“Needy huh?” She jokes, lowering to kiss Sharons lower thigh, looking up at her with glazed over eyes. Those eyes got her everytime. Leaning her head back against the wall she watches as the beautiful brunette slowly kiss up her legs, changing between the two between kisses. She sighs softly as the gentle pecks become longer nips. Sharon’s body had quickly relaxed under the gentle kisses, smiling in bliss. She bites the corner of her lip as the trailing kisses make it to meer inches from underwear.

With Katyas head now underneath her black skirt, she takes a hold on Sharon’s thighs to pull her closer to her mouth. Sharon let’s out a shocked gasp and chuckles as her head slides down the wall. “Careful there tiger, I’m not going anywhere.” No response given, Sharon rolls her eyes. She trails in thought for a brief moment realizing that her favorite coworker is about to eat her out. She wasn’t sure if it was mostly risky or mostly hot. Either way, Sharon knew she was turned on by it.

Before the main course could even begin, the classroom door opens. Standing in the doorway was Katyas dear friend Courtney. It wasn’t the first time that Ms. Act had walked in on one of Sharon’s rendezvous’s so the sight she saw only half scared her. The Aussie leans against the door frame and makes direct eye contact with Sharon. “Oh- hey Court.”

Katya quickly moves from her position and turns to face Courtney. “I swear Shar, you fuck like a bunny. This is the fourth time this year.” She smiles cheekily. “Anyways if you two aren’t too busy.. can you come help me move so stuff around my room? Getting new furniture for the kids.”

Katya and Sharon look at each other and shrug, looking to Courtney. “Sure. Why not.”

“Perfect! See you two in five!” Courtney backs out of the room and scampers off for the two women to regain themselves.

#rpdr fanfiction #katya zamolodchikova #sharon needles #katya x sharon #branjie #teachers au #smut #lem0nb0y #lesbian au

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