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conanssummerchild · 4 months

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im bored as shit so im going to asign a community person/ship to every conan gray song bcs i really just use this site as a stream of my conciousness, if anyone has a better one for any of them feel free to tell me, also fair warning abed is my fav character, i'll try not to make everything abt him and troy but no promises

grow: the whole final episode really but im thinking mostly jeff tbh or also abed leaving for LA, or even maybe troy leaving on his voyage ☹️

idle town: the 'town' being greendale i feel like this applies to jeff also 😭 like its abt all of them but its jeffs pov

generation why: im thinking my girl britta hehe idk how to explain it but the vibes are so there

crush culture: im thinking annie, but also maybe jeff, aro king 👑

greek god: im thinking maybe abed in high school? i would say annie but she seemed to care more about fitting in while abed had accepted he couldnt, also hes like insightful and observant yk

lookalike: oh my god, brittas pov and its about jeff and slater oof

the other side: troy and abed, specifically in geothermal escapism 😭</3 im killing myself why would i do this

the king: okay fuck this is so trobed coded, abeds pov

comfort crowd: the whole study group tbh <33 in more specifics i was thinking jeff + the study group and honestly abed and annie

wish you were sober: i mean this one has to be either jeff and britta or britta and troy, though troy and britta could be taken either as britta wanting to go party and smoke weed or wtv and troy not rlly doing that stuff or britta feeling rejected bcs of troy giving all his attention to abed 😭 (like as in wish u were sober being wish u werent a raging homosexual)

maniac: probably i'd have to say jeffbritta from either pov

(online love): i... dont know tbh. the vibes are giving annie and troy for some reason, maybe once troys already left?

checkmate: the fond eyeroll i had to give, jeff and britta again. maybe annie being pissed at jeff over their kiss but i dont ship them romantically

the cut that always bleeds: idk, maybe jeff and annies weird ass relationship that keeps fucking happening is the closest, from annies pov

fight or flight: idk tbh, maybe trobed and britta if i had to go with smth, this one is mostly EXTREMELY byler coded (from stranger things) and im never fucking letting that go

affluenza: ok i mean ive gotta give this one to jeff dont i

(can we be friends?): troy abed and annie <3 im so soft for them

heather: ok fuck i HAVE to say trobed and britta and its abeds pov and if we're being specific them in virtual systems analysis becuase i'll never get over this episode ("ive run the simulations, i dont get married :/") bcs i fucking love abed being jealous of britta while she was with troy in the cool way but also in the sad if troy cant love me no one will way

little league: this is troy and abed when troy leaves :(((( and this is canon bcs my beloved wife and i are so troy and abed coded and she loves little league sooo

the story: ok so the boy and the girl are hmm annie and abed, the boy and the boy are troy and abed duh doy, him and his friend are maybe idk britta and troy, i dont wanna say jeff or abed bcs their dad/mum abandoned them and that bit's abt wanting to get away from ur parents yk

fake: (😭) maybe jeff (alan's pov 😔😔💔💔) nah but fr i see people joking abt his song but its lowkey fire

overdrive: WHY DO THEY ALL MAKE ME THINK OF JEFF AND BRITTA

telepath: jeff 😔 and 😔 britta 😔

movies: ok i literally cant say anyone other than abed, the king of movies. im not really feeling troy tho, maybe rachel, like maybe when abed kept trying to super speed run their relationship and he was anxious abt not passing the relationship tests

people watching: the MOST annie coded song ever holy fuck she is so people watching coded i love her so much

disaster: abed. or britta. my abandonment/commitment issues babies <33

best friend: TROBED. THE ONLY BEST FRIENDS EVER

astronomy: would it be absolutely too painful if i said troy and abed. honestly i actually think im feeling more jeff and abed but not like at eachother just both of them together in their sadness, from their pov to someone else (britta and troy probably seeing as these r their main romantic interests)

yours: AHH THIS SONG DEAR GOD </3 can i say abed jesus fuck im killing myself this one for abed hurts so much, not really directed at anyone in specific, or more like just directed at everyone, just his abandonment issues :( ("i dont always see it coming" PUT ME DOWN)

jigsaw: oo britta, my queen she just wants to be loved so bad </3 but also a bit abed ("if being less insane would make you stay" oof)

family line: okay. jeff.he actually invented having daddy issues

summer child: ok its abed bcs i kin him idc, im conans summer child™ and i said so /lh

footnote: not quite sure, very annie coded imo. maybe trobed? either pov ig but im feeling troy

memories: hm, trobed after troy leaves? abed trying to get over him but he keeps imagining troys still there with him like as in one of the hallucinations he has bcs i read a fic like this yesterday and it was sooooo good, idk maybe this is a little far fetched

the exit: im not rlly sure actually, either jeffbritta after the whole i love you in front of anyone fiasco or trobed when troys dating britta 🤷‍♂️

never ending song: ok, jeffbritta.

winner: THE MOST SONG EVER. ok this one is abed. it will always be abed. family line i feel like is more about a hostile home enviroment and jeff implies that his was, while winner is more pain of neglect or disconnect so i feel like its more appliable to abed because of how hes shown to not be understood by his parents and feels responsible for his mother leaving and this makes me think of the line "you dont really wanna hear the truth, do you?" because like his mum loving him on paper but not actually loving who he is or be willing to accept hes different and has different needs FUCK abeds mother all my homies hate abeds mother (what im not projecting at all my parents definitely love me and accept that im autistic /s)

killing me: im not quite sure actually. conan did write this song about someone who gave him tonsilitis and abed cannonically had tonsilitis though so 🤯

lonely dancers: hmm i feel like this song is upbeat enough to be trobed being silly tgth but maybe its more jeffbritta coded, or jeff and abed abt britta and troy, or vice versa, not sure

sorry i never mentioned shirley i do love her

feel free to take any of these as platonic or romantic idrk, a lot of them i couldve meant either way anyway

if u even made it this far u can have a gold star ⭐️ there u go

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myplecostomusrulestheworld · 10 months

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another community note:

in interpretive dance when jeff introduces professor slater and abed tells her that’s “it’s kind of like finding out you’re our new mom”, and then asks her if she knows how to make macaroni, when the group erupts into chatter you can hear shirley talking about pepper jack and i think she was telling abed how to make macaroni

also, when troy is having a heart to heart with britta later on in the episode he says “you’re not shirley- and shirley’s not my mom”

just shirley being a mom in the group makes me so happy because in later seasons she kind of devolves into this stereotype where she’s either a very sweet christian or a heartless mob boss

#abed community #community tv #abed nadir #shirley bennett #jeff winger #jeff community #community text posts

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inkyray · 1 month

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Ok i spoke my shit ab flower boy what ab wolf ?😆

my top 3 are

slater

campfire/the party isn’t over/ bimmer

honourable mentions for rusty and trashwang 😇

ITS THE WAY MY TOP 3 R EXACTLY THE SAME ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

honourable mention for answer idgaf how popular it is its still so GOOD.

#inkray #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #tyler the creator #tyler oknoma #odd future #wolf #wolf gang #golf wang

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junjiie · 9 months

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silly little game ignore if you want — assign each of your moots and idol and a song!

OMG AN IDOL AS WELL?!? we're ab to have sm fun.. Thank U 4 This. also ermmm to moots i hvnt interacted w much this is j based on ur silly vibes Soz.....

@wave2love ( karma ). you dont even know how long ive been waiting to scream this for real. for an idol i'd say karma is either mingi from ateez or jisung from stray kids and for a song.. maybe 3005 by childish gambino?? bc ily bsf Wjnk 😉

@mins-fins ( isa ). ISA ISA ISAAA for an idol its hueningkai from txt FS. perhaps jeongin (skz) too though.. and for a song imo isa is really trix by slater!!! but also mayb take me home by pinkpantheress too!? isa isa isaaa ☹️

@so2uv ( sol ). SOL . sticking w my hongjoong (ateez) = sol agenda here IT MAKES SENSE TO ME!!!! but again the jaehyun (nct) is jumping out a little too. Here damn 😒 ANW FORA SONG im thinking massa by tyler, the creator or song about me by tv girl.. they j fit u in my head

@hyeoniez ( flori ). flori!!!!!! i think mayb jeonghan from svt for an idol?!!? Hmm idk. ur like a little bit silly and evil occasionally and that is so good for u bsf. Real. anw for a song its semantics by chloé silva 0 questions asked. ITS SO U IMO WHATTT

@jinkiseason ( elif ). oh erm Heyy.. for an idol sehun from exo (partly bc of the pfp and partly bc his ig feed (and him in general!?) is so unhinged and idgaf and crazy and silly and those r the vibes i get from them) and for a song wolf by exo (see unhinged idgaf crazy fun argument above). GUERAE WOLF NAEGA WOLF AWOOOO 🗣️

@samudan ( zai ). Hei . Ermm . purely vibes watch me do this in 0.2 seconds.. for an idol xiaojun (wayv/nct) and for song nemonade by p1harmony!!! i got some lemons 4 u 부숴 네 기준 기준....

@cinnajun ( cinna ). lowk scared asl but Hii 😓 UMMM for an idol let me blindfold myself and spin a wheel.. ten (wayv/nct)??!??? U SEEM RLY COOL IDK.. and for a song ermm sugar rush ride by txt (also a massive stab in the dark. Yasss! 👍)

OK DONE THATS IT TBIS WAS FUN THANKNU ABAIN!!!!

#So sorry if these are crazy inaccurate and make you want to like corner me in an alleyway and beat me black and blue 😊#Igot some lemons forYou😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#HRLSOPP

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sunnyie-eve · 4 months

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2 | Who is this

Series: Heinous

Paring: Billy Loomis x OFC ! Stu Macher x OFC ! Mickey Altieri x OFC

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: mention of death. attacked

| MASTERLIST |

After school, my mom left a note saying she was going out of town with a few girl friends for the weekend. "Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Hey, do you wanna stay over at Tatum's with me till Sunday?" Sidney asks as I walk around my house.

"I don't know. My mom is out of town but I just feel like staying home alone. If I decide to change my mind, I'll call." I tell her.

"Okay, and I completely understand. Be safe." Sidney ends the call.

Once I put the phone up I walk around locking the doors and windows just to be safe. As I take a seat on the couch I turned on the tv and the news was playing. "The bodies of 17-year old Casey Becker and her 18-year old boyfriend, Steve Orth, were discovered late last night by the girl's parents..." I changed the channel.

"The Woodsboro double murder case. Authorities are baffled by the lack of clues and the savage..." I changed the channel again.

"The town's in shock, and no one can quite believe what has happened here, although this is not the first time this small community... of Woodsboro has endured had such tragedy. Only a year ago Maureen Prescott, wife and mother, was found raped and murdered not far from this peaceful town square. Alongside Brian Elsher, husband and father found tied up and murdered."

I turned off the tv because I knew if I changed the channel again it would just be the news still. I get up and leave the room to walk around before plopping down on another couch opening my book to read. As I read the phone rings so I bookmark my spot.

"Hello?" I pick up the phone.

"Allie." Billy comes through.

"Billy. Umm, what are you calling for?" I ask him not in the mood to talk to anyone.

"Checking up on you. After lunch, you ended up ditching the last classes." He tells me.

"Yeah, I just spent the rest day in the bathroom. Can you blame me? Stu and Randy would keep apologizing to me for making me walk off." I explain to him.

"You want me to come over and keep you company? We can watch Heathers... your favorite movie. Come on, Christian Slater as JD... I know how much you find him attractive as that character." He makes me laugh some.

"As nice as that sounds... I'm gonna pass. I just wanna be alone tonight. I hope you understand." I apologize to him.

"It's alright. See you tomorrow." He ends the call.

I guess at some point I fall asleep reading because I'm awakened by the phone ringing. "Hello?" I answered the phone.

"Hey, I'm on my way to pick up Sidney then we're gonna go to the video store then gonna come get you. I know you told her you wanted to be alone but I won't allow it. Sorry, no talking back. Bye." She ends the call so I get up to get things together.

As I get up to go to my room the phone rings again so I go back to pick it up. "Tatum, I'm literally about to pack a ba-,"

I'm cut off by the other side, "Hello, Allison." A man's voice comes through.

"Um... Hi, who is that?" I ask them.

"You tell me." He tells me.

"Umm... Well, I have no idea." I tell him.

"Scary night, isn't it? With the murders and all it's like right out of a horror movie or something." He says, making me chuckle.

"Very much, but you just kinda gave yourself away Randy. Are you calling me from work again? Tatum and Sidney are gonna go by so can you give the movies to them please." I ask, turning on the lamp.

"Do you like scary movies, sugar?" He asks me.

"You know I do and you know my top ten too. Also, I like that thing you're doing with your voice, it's sexy." I laugh, walking around the room.

"What's your favorite scary movie?" He asked me.

"Come on, you know that." I roll my eyes.

"Well, remind, baby." I make a face at that.

"Randy, when did you get so bold?" I ask, "Fine, I'll play along. It's Texas Chainsaw Massage." I tell him.

"Why is it that?" He asks.

"Because it just is. And in the third one and Next Generation something about Viggo Mortensen and Matthew McConaughey those two... just are hot to me. Hell, most killers in movies are sexy to me." I explained to him.

"Are you alone in the house?" He asked me.

"No, Billy and Stu are over... Yeah, they're cheating on their girlfriends with me." I joke. "Yes, I'm alone, and come on Randy that's so unoriginal. I'm actually disappointed in you." I look out the windows bored.

"Maybe that's because I'm not Randy, sugar." He says, making freeze and move away from the window.

"So, who are you?" I ask the man.

"The question isn't who am I? The question is where am I?" He tells me.

"So, where are you, mysterious sexy dude?" I ask in a joking tone.

"Your front porch." He says making my stomach twist.

"Well, my question now is why would you be calling from my front porch?" I ask, walking in that direction.

"That's the original part." He tells me.

"Oh, yeah? How come I don't see you then?" I look out the window and see nobody then open the door which, deep down I knew was fucking stupid as I walk out some. "Hello? So where are you?" I ask, looking around.

"Right here." He says so I laugh looking around.

"Yeah, I still don't see you." I look around while walking some and still see nobody. "Can you see me right now?" I ask and he says yes. "Okay, so what am I doing? Huh? What am I doing!" I look around and with my left hand I grab my left boob.

"Nice try, dude. Now call someone else to freak them out." I tell him heading back inside.

"I wanna keep talking to you though." He tells me as I lock the door back.

"Well, I'm done talking to your fucking creepy-ass." I tell him.

"I don't really wanna kill you just like your father so I wouldn't hang up if I was you." He says making me stop smiling. "I don't plan on killing you, Riley. Unlike him, I did plan on that. I wanna keep you alive till the very end." He tells me. "You know what that means being a horror movie fan. You're gonna be the final girl whether you like it or not." He says making me end the call.

Immediately the closet door opens and a masked man holding a knife comes at me. I scream as he knocks me to the floor so I kick him, taking him down too. He gets on top of me as I struggle with him. He grabs a fistful of my hair and bangs my head on the floor making me groan in pain. He just watches me waving his knife around so when I kick him he cuts my neck a little. As he flies back I get up trying to unlock the door, but couldn't so I run upstairs like a dumbass. I never look back not wanting to risk anything.

In my room I call 911 as it stops ringing I scream, as Billy pops up at my window, I accidentally rip the cord out of the wall when I jumped. I never locked the windows upstairs that's probably how the guy got in because the window was closed earlier.

"What the fuck Billy!" I yell at him on the verge of tears.

"The door's locked. I heard screaming as I was walking over here. You alright?" He climbs in all the way holding me as I freak out.

"The killers in the house. He's in the house. He has a knife." I cry into him.

"He's gone. It's all right." He says in a low voice before something falls out of his pocket making me step back to look at the phone on the floor.

I step back not knowing if I can trust him because I was just talking to the killer, and he randomly shows up when I didn't hear the killer anymore.

"Allie, what?" He asks as I slowly back away then rush to leave. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, Allison, wait! Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait! What's going on?" He runs after me. "Allison, come back! Allison!" I ran downstairs opening the door letting out a terrible scream seeing the mask making Dewey scream too.

"Sorry! I found this. Come on!" He tells me then calls the others inside and they get Billy.

I sit in the ambulance getting looked at while they cuff Billy and take him away. "You're gonna be able to come down to the station and answer a few questions, Al?" They tell me.

"Oh, shit! Allison!" I hear Tatum and Sidney, "God, Al, I'm so sorry I was late." Tatum comes up.

"Are you alright?" Sidney asks me.

"Tatum, Sidney. You can't be here. This is an official crime scene." Dewey tells them so I say it's fine.

"Her mom is out of town, alright. She's staying with us tonight. And mom knows." Tatum tells him.

"Let's get you out of here." Burke tells me so the girls walk me to Dewey's vehicle.

"We'll meet you at the station." Sidney tells me as Dewey gets in and we drive off.

All that could go through my mind was, was it really Billy because everything that just happened made him look really guilty.

#ghostface #billy loomis #stu macher #sidney prescott #tatum riley #dewey riley #randy meeks #scream franchise #scream #scream 2 #scream ff #scream fanfic

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ieatadoptmepets · 1 year

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I may or may not have written my first fanfic and it may or may not be good, but I like it. I think I executed my vision almost perfectly. I hope y'all like it :3

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"If we were to move our meetings to 4:30-" Annie explains to the group.

"No!" Both Troy and Britta shout.

"I have a regular class at that time. It's like math or other regular classes," Troy says to us, visibly nervous, but no one else is better than reading Troy than I am. They don't notice.

"Yeah, I have something unimportant that can't ever move," Britta agrees. I notice Troy starts breathing harder and is sweating a bit. I know what class he's talking about, he dances. Britta is quick to agree and shuts Annie down too. She must be dancing too. I became aware of Troy's dancing weeks ago when he left his schedule laying around and once forgot to change out of his clothes and tried to convince me they were for football. I let him believe I accepted his lie but I felt bad for him. I suspect it's more than just dancing, but it's not my place to pry, and I don't want to make him feel uncomfortable. The group almost figuring out he dances, though, seems to have put him on the verge of a panic attack. I don't want him to feel like that.

Since we can't move the group's meeting time, we decide to vote on Pierce letting us in at the door. The mention of his name makes everyone grow concerned, he hasn't arrived yet. We all start mourning him until he walks in the door.

Pierce whines about us pretending to be concerned for him but really hoping he's dead and Jeff once again reveals another woman he's sleeping with, and the group disperses.

I take note of Britta dancing too and how scared Troy was, so I ask Britta to stay behind while the group goes.

"Sure, Abed. What's up?" She asks.

"I know Troy takes a dancing class and based on how you both reacted, I know you do too," I tell her.

"What? Psh, no, I don't dance. I DEFINITELY do not tap dance, where'd you hear that from? Wait, is this about Troy? Abed, he's your best friend you can't be homophobic to him, not cool man," She says and rambles on.

"I've known about Troy dancing for a while and it doesn't bother me. He seems really scared about the group finding out and now that I know you dance too, can you help him out? Just try to convince him that it's okay and we all support him," I tell her.

"Aw, Abed, that is so sweet. I'm glad you care about him. I didn't know he was scared about coming out. I'll help you, Abed. Oo, maybe I can accidentally run into him after class and convince him to come out with me to the group."

"Thank you, and don't make it obvious I sent you to do this. I don't want him to feel trapped or forced," I say.

"Don't worry Abed, I got this."

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I haven't had the chance to see Britta or Troy since I spoke to her. I hope Britta didn't Britta her talk with Troy and that he's doing alright. It's our study time again, but the door is locked. Who could've guessed? We're all here waiting, except for Jeff. He's inside, making out with Professor Slater.

"Hey! Could you open the back door?" Pierce shouts. They look at us in shock.

They let us inside, and Jeff introduces us to Michelle. She likes macaroni and cheese like I do so I guess she's nice. Once she leaves, Britta takes the opportunity to tell everyone about her and Troy dancing.

She grabs his hand and says "Hey, everyone, speaking of secrets, Troy and I have something we'd like to announce." Annie gasps in shock.

"No, no," Britta continues. I suspect that Annie has much less of a chance with Troy than she thinks, for reasons I won't say.

"There is a dance recital on Friday, and I would be honored if you guys would attend. Because since last semester, I have been taking a tap class." She gives Troy a reassuring look. The group points out the irony of an emotionally closed off person like her taking dance classes. Shirley asks Troy about his secret and he looks even more scared than before.

"My secret is that I knew Britta's secret," Troy says. He doubles down on the lie and makes fun of Britta dancing, and then the Dean comes in, having seen Pierce's tweet about Jeff and Slater's relationship. The group leaves and normally I would hang back and walk with Troy, but I let Britta stay with him to talk about what happened. I haven't talked with him much lately. I hope he doesn't think it's related to him dancing, although it is.

Later, Britta finds me sitting outside and updates me on the Troy situation.

"He dropped out of the dance! I don't know how I'm gonna do this, Abed. He's really scared, and I don't know how to help him without revealing our plan. Maybe you should talk to him," She says to me.

"No, I don't know how to help either. If he knows this was a plan he'll lose all trust in me. This needs to be a decision he makes on his own. Let him be, and we'll all he there cheering you on at your show, Britta."

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Britta's show has started, and it's an endless match between Pierce's complaints and Shirley's shushing. Britta's performance is very underwhelming and she starts to clam up. I follow her gaze and notice Jeff and Slater holding hands. She claims to not be in love with him but she's so bad at hiding her feelings that even I can read them.

Just as I had partially expected, Troy comes on stage to assit Britta. I expected it because it'd be the exact thing to happen on TV, the very masculine man coming on stage last minute to redeem himself and save the damsel in distress. But I didn't expect it because from what Britta said, he was really adamant about not dancing. I'm glad he came.

The performance is over, and Britta and Troy nailed it. Especially Troy. I tell them both they were great and wait for Troy to be alone. I want to come clean with him now that he completed his performance.

"Hey, Troy, can we talk?" I ask him

"Yeah man, what's up?"

"Come talk with me in my dorm."

Troy says his goodbyes to the group and receives congratulations from them, except for Pierce, who tells him it was a creative way to come out. Troy panicks and stutters over his words, trying to say he isn't gay. I ignore it and continue walking with him.

We reach my dorm and Troy, still nervous from Pierce, asks why I want to talk to him in private.

"Troy, I've known you've been dancing for a while. I kept your secret because you're my friend, and because I thought it was about more than just dancing. But when I noticed how scared you were at the thought of the group finding out, I asked Britta to help you out. Now that it's over, I thought it's time to come clean," I tell him.

"Oh. I'm sorry Abed, you didn't have to do all that. You don't have to do all that for me. I know you care, but I'm fine. I didn't want people to know because you know how they'd respond, especially Pierce." I think that Troy's dancing represents more than dancing and actually represents his sexuality, but I don't want to pressure him. I also don't understand anything that isn't crystal clear, so I'm not sure how to go about this.

"You know, when I was a teenager, I started dancing. At first, my dad hated it. He didn't approve and yelled at me for weeks to stop dancing. Then, when I had my first recital, I was surprised he showed up. I was even more surprised when he clapped for me at the end. We got a standing ovation, started by my dad. When he saw me after, he told me he saw how happy I was whole dancing and he couldn't deny that to me. He apologized for being angry and supported my passion for dance ever since," I say to him. It's not entirely true, but he doesn't have to know that. I hope he believes it.

He gives me a look that I can't read.

"Abed, this isn't about dancing, is it?"

"No," I tell him. "I'm bisexual. I figured it out when I was sixteen. My dad was livid, but when he saw me happy on a date with my first boyfriend, he started to loosen up and support me. He fully supports me now. I've really started to think that you're queer too and that dancing has something to do with it, but I didn't want to assume. I think you're afraid of the group rejecting you, but you know that won't happen. We're all here for you, Troy."

"Wait, if you think the group would be supportive, why haven't you come out?"

"Because it was never relevant. If I had a serious boyfriend, I would come out, but I don't. There's no need. It's not like I tell them every time I hook up with someone."

"Ha, nice, you get laid," he laughs. We do our handshake.

"Thank you, Abed. And I am gay. It feels nice to finally say that. But there's more to it. Abed, with you going all these lengths for me, I can't deny it. I have feelings for you. I think I've had then for a long time, I think since we became partners for the Spanish project. But I realized it when I accidentally let Fievel out of his cage. You are an amazing person and I love everything about you. I love the way you care, I love the way you think, I love you for just the way you are. It's perfect. You're perfect, Abed," he confesses.

"I have feelings for you too, Troy. I don't know how to express it like you do, but believe me, I feel the same way." I pull him into a hug and we stand there, in the middle of my dorm, in silence. The sound of us breathing is calming.

After a few minutes, Troy breaks the silence.

"Does this mean we're dating now?"

"Well, do you want to be my boyfriend?" I ask him.

"Yes. Yes, I do, Abed," he says.

"Then the answer is yes."

"Hey Abed?"

"Yes, Troy?"

"I don't want to come out to the group. Not about being gay or us dating. Not yet, at least. I don't want to do it."

"Take all the time you need, Troy," I tell him. And for the first time in my life, I feel complete.

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!!!!!!!! I finished my first fanfic and I'm happy!! unbelievably tired too but it was worth it. I'm definitely gonna make a chapter 2, but I'm not sure after that. if I make more chapters, they'll likely be more as one shots. I also have a list of other stand alone trobed fics to write, majority about them coming together so there'll be more. and maybe considering an abed x reader or oc cause I love abed and can't really project onto troy?? but don't take my word on that. I also am in need of a title for this so im not sure how that'll go. also I might repost this to wattpad and link it so if I do I'll edit it to add. definitely won't be on ao3 though, I refuse to make an account there. anything fanfic wise that I do will definitely be on tumblr, maybe on wattpad

#troy barnes #annie edison #britta perry #community nbc #community tv #jeff winger #nbc community #troy and abed #six seasons and a movie #abed nadir #troy x abed #abed #troy and abed in the morning #abed x troy #community fanfic #community fic #community #trobed #trobed fic

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Okay this has been rolling around in my head as a mix of current hyperfixation + long-standing fandom

So I’ve been consuming a lot of SpongeBob: The Musical content lately (local theatre doing it soon) and a couple days ago I randomly had the thought of how good Ethan Slater would be as a Peter Parker/Spiderman because HAVE YOU SEEN HIM CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN UPSIDE DOWN AND BELT SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HECK

Anyway. Tangential thought that I will leave to the Tumblr cosmos: Peter Parker as the titular character in a Midtown High School production of SpongeBob: The Musical.

(It would mainly happen bc MJ likes being unpredictable and proving ppl wrong, so she auditions for Sandy. Peter and Ned run lines with her before auditions and show up for moral support, and basically stumble their way into SpongeBob and Patrick’s friendship dynamic by adding their handshake into the BFF song)

(Betty and Abe as an unexpected but awesome Karen/Plankton duo)

(Liz, who in this world is still around, as either the Mayor or Pearl is taking a great step against type)

(Flash tries for Squidward, we’ll see how it goes)

Major plot point: Peter navigating his rehearsal schedule with Spiderman duties (“Doc Ock! Would love to stay and chat, but I have rehearsal in 20 minutes and my stage manager is scarier than you”) and basically almost missing Tech Week because it falls right before Civil War (in this imagined timeline). Also Peter successfully attempting all the stuntwork that he definitely couldn’t do pre-Spider bite WITHOUT FLY RAIL (how do they not know he’s Spiderman)

And the best part: Tony finds out like the day before tech rehearsals that the theatre dept needs help putting set pieces together, and he rounds up the rogue Avengers in the middle of the night to put it all together to surprise the Midtown kids with a fully-built, Broadway-grade set to use for the show and costumes that are suspiciously perfect.

#spongebob the musical #Ethan slater as Peter Parker #Peter Parker as SpongeBob #Tom Holland as SpongeBob #spiderman #mcu spiderman #midtown #MJ Ned and Peter: theatre kids #superheroes are theatre kids and you know it #sandy cheeks #Midtown’s production of SpongeBob the Musical

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vampvelvet · 2 years

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I posted 12,921 times in 2022

That's 7,439 more posts than 2021!

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#this is so presumptuous about the reader like yeah i am working towards a better life and a better self. establish that this isnt universal

My Top Posts in 2022:

PSA on second hand shopping

more people need to shop at thrift stores, rummage sales, estate sales, consignment, flea markets, and the like. I don't care if you can afford new stuff, if you think it's dirty, if you don't feel like spending the time sifting through things you don't want. fast fashion and other quick moving industries are killing us.

so many thrift shops are begging people to buy more, and they have to stop taking donations for a while. a lot of rummage sale sellers will throw out what they don't sell by the end of the weekend, and they can negotiate and give you deals..

even if you don't want clothes, chances are you will find something you needed anyways, or find something you didn't know you needed. I promise you can find time in your hurried schedule to make a weekend out of rummage saling, and it's so much more fun then taking a minute to add a new shirt to your cart on amazon.

and while you're at it, set up a rummage sale of your own if you can, even in favor of listing it online. there's people in your community who will take a weekend to check it out, and those people are often in need of cheaper options for things like clothes, shoes, kitchenware, etc.

and please for the love of god if am item is still in working condition, use it as long as possible, or give it/sell it away if you must. do not throw away perfectly good items.

buying second hand saves the earth

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the greendale 7 deadly sins

I did these based on the characters' weak points if u know what I mean?

britta- pride

- she is confident in herself without reason. at the beginning of the show, she seems confident and smart. Later, we find out about her failed activism, her inability to back up her statements, and her shaky relationship with her parents. Not to mention the whole therapist situation.

troy- envy

- it's discussed in the show that troy and abed spend too much time together. they've mentioned how much his identity was tied to abed. he wanted to be like abed, spend a lot of time with him, live with him. he wanted abed to know he was out there somewhere and look for him! he had envy knowing that if he met abed, he would have been so much different in his high school years.

abed- gluttony

- not in the sense that most media portrays gluttony, but it's also depicted as lack of self restraint. Abed often has to learn when he's going too far such as hiring celebrity lookalikes. Frankie ends up teaching him to rely on things other than TV, like he did in the past.

jeff- sloth

- this one is self explanatory I think. Jeff does everything he can to do less work both as a student and as a teacher, even as a friend. he would only break into a light jog!

annie- lust

- as much as I hate to say it, annie did spend a lot of the time wanting a relationship with Jeff. though even even admitted it wasn't even jeff that she wanted, I was just the idea of love. but even at times when she isn't going after Jeff, she's thinking about romance in the future, like her missing lover tapes. she's very anxious about her future in this sense.

shirley- wrath

- shirley has an entire backstorys worth of anger issues. she started as stabbing kids with Foosball sticks, to trashing slaters office in the name of Jeff. now, she takes out her anger on more organized matters such as any of the schoolwide games, or various heists the group does. she definelty expresses her wrath healthier than she did in the past, but it's still very intense compared to her usual self

pierce- greed

- he wants everything. he wanted the handshake, he wanted Shirley's sandwiches, and most of all he wanted constant inclusion. But none of it was things he deserved, given how he treated his friends. And if he didn't get it, he forced his way into it (with money usually)

feel free to add on your opinions :)

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My #1 post of 2022

hc that every human character matt berry has played is just lazlo pretending to be human. the grifting professor in community? that's just lazlo having a grand old time!

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Down The Rabbit Hole, Chapter 4

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: none really

We stayed up until 4 AM watching the Batman movies. I'd fallen asleep on the couch, my head in Abed's lap. When I looked up at him, he was awake, re-watching one of the films, "you haven't been up long, have you?"

He shrugged, "I've watched one of the films."

"What time is it?"

"A little past noon."

"NOON?" I all but yelled, I sat up and started trying to pull myself together, "Why didn't you wake me up, Abed?"

"We needed a day to ourselves," he said without missing a beat, "You've been so exhausted these past few weeks. You're running yourself into the ground. So, I let you sleep through your alarms."

"Abed."

I pushed myself into a sitting position. His hoodie was wrapped around me, "Why didn't you move me? I must have fallen asleep like that."

"You did," he shrugged, "but I didn't want to move you. You looked so peaceful and happy. I didn't want that to go away."

"You couldn't have been comfortable though."

"I'll live," he smiled, shrugging off the statement, "anyways. If I were in a TV show, the guy always makes sure the girl is taken care of and comfortable."

"Abed,"I cooed, “that’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.”

He was too sweet.

"We should probably get going though. I have to get some footage of Britta and Jeff for my film, and you need to get your grading done and turn it in to Professor Duncan and Professor Slater."

"Thank you," I said softly, “you’re right…I did need it.”

"You’re welcome. I gotta get going. See you tonight in the study room." He gave me another warm smile and he made his way out of his dorm, not even bothering to change clothes. I stood up and started making my way back to my dorm. After a quick shower and heading back to turn the papers into both professors I worked for, I saw Britta and Jeff arguing on the quad.

"Tawney, I haven't seen you all day," Shirley said, coming up to me. I nearly jumped ten feet out of my skin, “where have you been?”

"Sorry, I was hanging out with a friend, and I lost track of time," I admitted, only telling a half truth, “it was much needed though.”

"You lost track of time alright," she giggled, "sweetie you missed Spanish and Science class. What's his name?"

"What?"

She laughed even more, "you met a guy, right?"

I felt a blush creep onto my face, "no."

"Ohhhh," she giggled. She grabbed my arm and started leading me to the library, "tell me everything pumpkin."

"There's nothing to tell," I lied, "I was hanging out with a friend, and I fell asleep at their dorm..."

"Did you?"

"Did I what?"

"You know," she giggled in an excited tone, "Sleep with him?"

"I fell asleep on his lap when we were watching movies," I admitted, feeling like a schoolgirl talking about something so romantic. Her giggle fell but she still had a hopeful smile, "I woke up this morning and he'd turned off my alarms. Said I looked peaceful, and he didn't want to ruin that."

"That's it?"

Shirley stopped us at the entrance to the study room where Annie was talking with Troy.

"Is there supposed to be more?"

"Oh baby." she sighed, shaking her head. She walked into the room letting me feel alone.

Was there supposed to be more? Did I mess something up with me and Abed?

I walked into the room and was greeted by Annie and Troy as they studied for another subject together.

Pierce came in shortly after, and then we were joined by Abed, and finally Jeff and Britta. I looked around the room, not entirely sure on what to do. I tried to get into a conversation with Annie, but she and Troy seemed to have their own little jokes. Shirley kept shaking her head at me every time I looked at her, and Abed wouldn't meet my gaze.

"You okay today?" Jeff asked, in a quiet tone. Everyone else was so absorbed in their conversations they didn't seem to notice he was talking to me.

"Just feeling kind of off," I admitted, “it’s been a weird day.”

He gave me a sympathetic smile, "whatever it is, I'm sure you'll be okay."

"PIZZA'S HERE!" Abed yelled, as the pizza guy came in and sat a large box down in front of us. Troy immediately reached into it as Abed paid the delivery guy.

"Thanks for the pizza, Abed," Troy grinned, "I was starving."

"It's like a picnic," Shirley added, “this is so nice.”

"Or a family dinner."

"It's a study group and pizza," Jeff said in an annoyed tone, "let's not get carried away."

"Are you okay?" I asked in a low tone. He shrugged. Britta cleared her throat loudly and looked at Jeff.

"So Abed, how's film class?"

"Good."

"Yeah?" Jeff asked, "Did you go to class today?"

I felt a pang in my stomach. I knew the answer. He had stayed in his dorm with me sleeping on his lap. That had caused him to miss his 11 AM film class.

"Not really."

"Not really?" Jeff asked, "Well Britta is paying for those classes. Don't you think maybe you should go?"

"I was shooting my movie for class," Abed said, as if that was an acceptable reason for not going to class,”that makes it okay!”

"Yeah but your movie is for class," Britta said, refuting his argument, “shouldn’t you at least go to it?”

"My movie is more important!"

"Did someone order seven lattes?"

We all looked to the door to see Kevin, one of Vaughn's friends, and a guy who worked at the café, with a bunch of lattes.

"I got that!"

"No, you don't got that Abed," Britta said, in a clearly distressed tone, "I got it. I got everything. What is wrong with you? All I want to do is take care of you. I know you are not stupid. Are you doing this on purpose? Why won't you answer me?"

"This is the scene where you leave!" Abed said slowly.

"You better believe it!" she growled out. She grabbed her stuff and stormed out of the library.

"Britta!"

"What do you think, dad?"

Jeff looked at him, "I think you are really weird, Abed...and I think the wrong person just left!"

Jeff got up to leave. Abed smiled, "perfect. That's a wrap."

Kevin looked at everyone, then to Abed, "That guy was your dad?"

"I need your help," I admitted. Jeff looked at me from his spot in the cafeteria. His brow cocked and he looked amused, “and it’s important.”

"You, need my help?"

I nodded, biting my lip, "yeah."

"Well this should be good."

He moved his binder so that it was on his side of the table, and I sat down.

"Abed has been acting a little odd lately," I began, “well, odder than normal.”

"You know, you should let your hair down," Jeff said, ignoring what I said, "you always have it in a high and tight ponytail. It's kind of got the sexy librarian thing going, but you could amp it up...you know! Are you wearing thick black glasses ironically?"

"Jeff," I said, trying to get him on subject, "Abed?"

"Right," he laughed, "I just assumed that when you said you needed my help, you were trying to do one of those brains to beauties things."

"Wow..."I said, sucking in my cheeks, "I can see why we don't spend a lot of time together...thanks Jeff."

"Well, you wouldn't need to do much," He said, looking me over. By the looks of it, you've got a great body. Long slender legs, tiny waist. Great as-"

"Jeff!"

"Yes?"

"Abed."

"Right," he said, changing whatever he was thinking about, "what about Abed?"

"His film...he's trying to get you guys to understand him," I said quickly, "I need you to get Britta and his dad in the same room."

"Why me?"

This time it was my turn to raise a brow at him, "really? Mr. 'I'm a fancy lawyer who can convince anyone to do anything' really needs a reason on why I'm asking for his help?"

"You have a point there," he smiled, “I am really good at that.”

I rolled my eyes at him, "will you help me or not?"

"Yeah," he laughed, "I guess so."

"Thank you. Abed is waiting in the library."

I got up and started to leave but Jeff caught up with me and grabbed my arm, "where are you going?"

"Oh...i-"

"You're coming with me," he laughed, "no way am I doing this by myself."

"That's fair," I said with a shrug. I don't know what I had expected when Abed asked me to get Jeff to help him, so I followed along. He let go of my arm and we started off towards the library where Abed was waiting.

"Hey," Abed said, not looking up from his computer, "Tawney convinced you to come?"

"Yeah," Jeff said, less than enthusiastic, "I even brought Tawney with me!"

He looked back, "I thought you had stuff to do."

"This is more important."

He smiled at me before looking back at his computer and continuing to edit. I sat on the table and waited with Jeff.

"Hey," he said after a moment, "you know that professor that you help out?"

"Slater?"

He nodded, "yeah. Is she single?"

I laughed.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said, stifling some more laughter, "just, she doesn't date students. And you're in one of her statistics classes."

"So, she's talked about me?"

I couldn't hold back the laughter anymore, as I shook my head, "no."

"Well, you just said you know I'm in one of her classes."

"Because I've graded your papers, Jeff."

"Wait, you grade my papers?"

"Sometimes," I said with a shrug. He got a hopeful look on his face, and I shut it down, "and before you say anything, no I won't go easy on you."

"And I thought we were friends," he said, shaking his head, “Some friend you are!”

"Hey," Britta smiled, coming into the room, “we’re here.”

"Hey."

"YOU LIED!" she said in an accusatory tone, after seeing Abed and myself in the room, "you don't really have tickets for Ravi Shenkar do you?"

"I think it's time you communicated."

"Communicate?" She all but yelled, "have you met Abed?"

"It's not the two of you that need to talk." He said, referencing how Mr. Nadir had walked in.

"HEY!" he growled, "wait a minute. Where's Weezer?"

"They're coming," Jeff lied, "Now the only reason this whole mess got started is because both of you wanted what's best for Abed. And I think that the lesson we can all take away from this is that everyone should always do whatever they want and leave each other out of it."

"Is that your take?" Mr. Nadir asked, "Let me give you mine. You, and your pillow lipped girlfriend got all up in my stuff because you wanted to be cowboys. And then you turned chicken when you found out it would take more than speeches and guided missiles. "

"Interesting," Jeff said, cocking his head to the side, "I didn't see the Iraq metaphor."

"What metaphor?" Mr. Nadir roared, "I'm talking about your speeches and her guide-"

The entire time he was making a gesture to breasts and fake squeezing them. Jeff cut him off, "Got it. The point is that Britta is sorry, right?"

"WRONG!"

"Crap."

"Abed may not be a good film maker but that doesn't mean he wants to make falafel," Britta said quickly, "you need to let him make his own decisions."

"Make his own decisions?" He asked, "Have you met Abed? You know who he is?"

"YOU HAVE N-"

"GUYS!"

"I'm finished," Abed said interrupting the three of them. He got up and began pointing at the chairs, "Britta, Jeff, Dad."

They looked at him, and then one another. Britta and Jeff started going towards their seats, and Mr. Nadir stood in place.

"Dad!"

When Mr. Nadir started heading towards the chair I walked over to the screen as well. The lights went off and Abed ran back to the computer screen to press play. Then he grabbed my hand. I looked at him, and my heart fluttered.

He gave me a look that I could only describe as unsure. He was nervous.

I gently squeezed his hand and tried to give him the most reassuring look that I could. His face softened enough to let a smile squeak through.

My heart fluttered as he turned back to the three people who was watching the short film he made.

"Well it's not exactly citizen kane," Jeff whispered to Britta. But it wasn't the reaction Abed was watching. He was staring at his father, Mr. Nadir, who's face was stained with tears, “Seriously? He’s buying this?”

The two men exchanged words in Arabic and hugged.

"I'm feeling a little out of the loop here."

"My son is hard to understand," Mr. Nadir said to Britta and Jeff, "If making movies helps him be understood then I pay for the classes."

He put a hand on Abed's shoulder and started walking towards the door. When he turned around, he was pointing at Abed, "Falafel as a fallback."

Abed nodded, and Mr. Nadir left. Britta reached out to him, and Abed dropped my hand.

"Abed?"

"Yeah."

"Did you do all of that to me on purpose?" she asked, "that's not a very nice way to treat your friends."

"Well Britta, it isn't called friend business," he said very matter of fact, "It's called show business."

"Is that a-" Britta started, but Jeff stopped her from speaking.

He pulled a cigarette out and took my hand, "you ready to go?"

I nodded, and with a smile we headed out of the library.

"Abed you forgot your laptop!"

"It'll be there tomorrow."

"You also don't smoke."

"It's fake," he said with a chuckle. He threw the cigarette into the first garbage can we saw, and he stopped on the steps, "would it be too cliché if I kissed you right here? Statistically speaking, after a win, the hero always gets the girl. And then they kiss before the end of the episode."

"I uh-"I began, not entirely sure how to break the news to him.

He nodded, and without a second thought, he dropped my hand, "I'm sorry. I must have misread the social cues. I thought you were interested in me. You pulled all the punches. Hit every mark. I jus-"

"I've never kissed anyone!"

"Excuse me?" he asked, stopping his monologue on a dime.

"I've never kissed anyone before," I blurted out a second time. I felt my face heating up at the admission. My heart started racing. I had just admitted that I've never been close enough to anyone to actually kiss them.

"So, you are interested in me then? You just are afraid to kiss me because you've never kissed anyone?"

I nodded. I wasn't able to find the words at the current moment in time.

He nodded, seeming to understand me, "We don't have to if you don't want to. I've never kissed anyone either. It just seemed like the right timing in the episode that we-"

He began. But I cut him off. I reached inside of myself for every ounce of courage I had, and I pulled him towards me by his shirt. Our lips met.

It was clear neither one of us had any idea what we were doing, but we went with it. A first kiss. My first kiss. Our first kiss. And it was with one another.

My hands let go of his shirt, and my fingertips rested on his chest. Our breathing synched up, and then our lips followed. It felt amazing. I felt an undeniable blush creep along my cheeks and down my neck when I pulled away.

"Wow."

We both stared at one another for a few minutes. Slowly, our breathing both went back to normal.

"I think that the guy is supposed to kiss the girl in those situations."

I couldn't help but giggle at his response.

"I'll keep that in mind next time," I replied, “you know…if there is a next time.”

He smiled.

I mirrored him.

"Please don't," he answered, “keep that in mind that is…I-I’d like to do that again.”

I felt my heart flutter as he said that.

"Hey, do you want to come over tomorrow after study group?"

He nodded, "I'd like that."

"Cool."

"Cool, cool cool," he replied.

I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, then made my way back to my dorm. Feeling like I was on cloud nine. And it was all because of Abed. I was pulled from my happy daydreams when I saw my dorm room was open. Inside was Britta Perry. She had the same dreamy look I did.

"You kissed someone!" she accused.

"So did you!"

"Tell me," she said, rushing for gossip, "I wanna know everything!"

"You first!"

"Nope," she laughed, "anyways, mine is stupid."

She patted my bed and I fell back onto it, fully engaged to my dreamy thoughts, "I kissed Abed."

"Wait, what?" she asked. I opened my eyes, and her own were wide as saucers, "You and Abed kissed?"

"Yeah," I admitted, "who would have ever thought. But Abed took my first kiss. It was like a whir-"

"Wait, your first kiss?"

I nodded.

She began to laugh. I felt nausea rising up from the pit of my stomach.

"You're 20 years old, Tawney. You've never been kissed before tonight?"

I shook my head. She began laughing more.

I got up off my bed, feeling more self conscious than I'd ever felt in my life. I moved towards the door and opened it, "I think you should leave Britta, I'm not in the mood for company."

"Oh come on," she said, getting up. She began to stifle her own laughter, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have laughed. It's just so hard to believe that you just now are having your first kiss. You're so pretty."

"No I'm not," I said, shaking my head, "there's a reason why I hadn't had my first kiss before...but I don't want to talk about it anymore. If you're staying a while, tell me what happened with you."

She nodded, then sat me back down on my bed, "you'll make fun of me."

"I won't."

She sighed, then took a deep breath, "You know how Jeff was gonna flunk Whitmans' class?"

I nodded, "yeah. Professor Whitman said he had to seize the day. That guy is a complete crazy coot."

"I kissed Jeff."

"What?"

"I kissed Jeff Winger."

"Come on, Tawney," Vaughn pleaded, "You have to help me out with that blue-eyed goddess. She's like a wild wave running along a beaches coast."

"Wow Vaughn," I said, laughing "while your anologies hit me to my very soul, I can't do that. But she knows who you are. Just talk to her. You're a good-looking guy. You wouldn't have any problems."

"You really think so?"

I nodded, "Yeah."

"But if you help me out, she'd definitely say yes," he said quickly, "come on. I turned in that last assignment on time."

"Are you saying that if I hook you up with Britta you'll turn in all of your assignments for your class?"

"Exactly," he said with a smile, "That."

"You realize that if you don't turn your assignments in it's just hurting you right?"

"Woah," Kevin said, dropping the hacky sack, "are you just gonna let Vaughn hurt himself like that, Tawney?"

"No," I said quickly, eyes wide. Last thing I needed would be a bunch of stoner hippies thinking I would ever let Vaughn do anything to hurt himself, “no…I would never…”

Vaughn smiled, "so you'll help me out?"

I sighed, "sure."

"You are most definitely not a b," Vaughn said, putting an arm around me, "you are a good soul, Tawney Cat."

"Tawney Cat?"

He smiled, and looked at Kevin, "Good person alert, right here."

"YEAH!" Kevin said, holding his hand out for a high five. I obliged him, and the rest of the guys in his clique cheered.

"There she is," I said with a smirk, "she's into super laid back guys. Just say hi."

"Cool," Vaughn said nodding along. He turned towards her, "Britta! Hey. What's up?"

I could see her light up from the sidewalk, "hey Vaughn! How's it going?"

"No worries!"

Jeff and Britta began turning back towards one another, and Vaughn hugged me rather excitedly, "oh my gosh man, it worked."

"Told ya so," I laughed, "I gotta go to class with Britta."

"Alright. Catch ya lates, Tawney."

"Later, Vaughn. Bye Kevin. Marco. Sam!"

"Lates," they chorused, “Peace!”

I walked up to Britta. Jeff had walked off when I got close, but Britta was staring at me and her eyes were wide, "oh my god, you know Vaughn!"

"He cozies up to me because I keep him on track for his Psych class with Professor Duncan."

"You have to spill everything about him," she smiled, "he's so hot."

"Didn't you just kiss Winger the other night?"

"Jeff?" she asked. I nodded and she shook her head, "that was nothing. I was helping him get an A in Whitman's class. Hey I didn't see you in Spanish today. Where were you?"

"Had to run errands for Slater and Duncan. Gave an excuse to Senor Chang. Did I miss anything fun?"

"Well, someone gave him a bad eval, so that lunatic checked it against everyone's hand writing from tests," she replied. My eyes went wide. She nodded, "yeah. We think it was Annie."

"Geez," I muttered, "Well did you at least have fun with Jeff?"

She rolled her eyes, "he doesn't want to walk with Shirley to class so he waited for me. He got kind of upset though when he found out we had to stop walking because we're going to our class, and his is in another direction."

"What's wrong with Shirley?"

"I don't know," she sighed, "I think she's kind of nice."

I shrugged, and we made our way to class.

"So any new developments with you and Abed?"

I felt a new wave of heat creeping up my cheeks, "no."

"You are lying so bad," Britta laughed, "and anyways, Abed is acting weirder than normal too. Did you guys make out more?"

"No," I said, telling the truth, "I invited him over and we watched a few movies then fell asleep."

"You two just fell asleep?" she asked. "You guys didn't hook up or anything."

I shook my head, "you realize I wasn't joking when I told you Abed was my first kiss the other day, right?"

"I really can't believe that still, Tawney," she said quickly, "Abed, the same guy who used me and Jeff to mimic his parents for a film? The same guy who always references television as real life."

"I think it's kind of adorable that he does that," I admitted, "I mean everyone needs a way to cope with life. Reality really sucks sometimes. I remember being a teenager and in high school. Guys would always pass me up. Hell for my prom a few years ago, when I finally had the courage to ask a guy in my class. You know what he did? He said 'no thanks.' Then he asked if he could have the tickets for the girl he had a crush on."

"Tawney!" she sighed, "that's so terrible."

"And I felt so embarrassed, I just gave him the tickets anyways. I skipped out on my senior prom. I was pretty much invisible. I was Annie, but without the Adderall!"

"Well, no girl should ever have to feel like that," Annie said, jumping into the conversation. I nearly jumped out of my skin, “ever!”

"Oh my god, Annie I'm so so-"

"No," she said, holding a hand up, "I know what that's like Tawney. No girl should ever have to feel like we did. I mean I never had a story like that in high school... but that's probably because I dropped out by then."

I felt myself getting more and more embarrassed by the second. I didn't want to be in this discussion, but somehow it had happened.

"What you need is a good old-fashioned makeover," Annie said, rather excitedly, "We can go to the mall, and the salon. It'll be a lot of fun."

"Oh yeah," Britta said, less than enthusiastically, "let's throw a new coat of paint on you. Is that all you think she is? Some mindless pleasure-bot?"

"Guys?"

They both looked at me.

"I don't...I don't feel comfortable with any of this. I mean, sure I didn't get attention in high school or anything...but I'm with Abed now, and he seems to like me just the way I am."

"Wait, you're with Abed?" Annie asked. I felt the color drain from my face.Abed hadn't technically asked me to be his girlfriend or anything. So we weren't technically together...we'd just kissed. And hung out.

"I...I don't..." I stuttered, “I mean…”

Chapter 5

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