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sweetpinkpixie · 08-01-2022, 05:34 AM

SPOILER!!: he says he won't exactly argue with that title

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Originally Posted by Emzily

For the record… of course the friend zone wasn’t a bad thing for the person putting said person into said friend zone. For the other party… not so much fun. Honestly, even if Remy thought that Atlas was the slightest bit interested in her, she was quite sure he wouldn’t know how to express it, or choose to suppress it. Sometimes she felt like being wild and coming out with everything she felt, but the fear that it would ultimately push him away was too much and too obvious.

The friend zone was here to stay. Her own friend zone was also a quiet place as well, as a matter of fact, making it difficult for Remy to discuss all the feelings that came along with being a teenage girl. She had a close friend in Lisa, but everyone liked Lisa so did the girl even have any real problems that were relatable? Pfft, no. She was pretty and popular. Remy was a little clueless, in that sense, not understanding that the picture perfect life wasn’t all what it’s cracked up to be.

Her problems were the only relevant problems in the world, ever, basically.

“I think they make my nose look big. Do they?” Remy gave Atlas an open window to compliment her, as a kind of test. Her expression was playful, though, after pulling the sunglasses to the tip of her nose to reveal her eyes, then pushing them back up after her question. “I’d love that.” She answered softly when he suggested a set of pictures without the props as well.

After selecting appropriate backdrops, figuring out all the buttons and technicalities, Remy spent time making sure she looked picture perfect before Atlas joined her. She actually was OWNING the sunglasses matched with her feather scarf. Of course, not going for headgear that could potentially mess up her hair, and mess up their set of prop-less photos that Remy would CHERISH. She was about to announce that she was ready for Atlas to join her, and that he did. Suddenly his arm was around her, and she had pretty much let all of her weight go so that he was essentially holding her upright.

“Woah!” She couldn’t help but hold herself in place for a moment and tilted her head up to look at him with doe eyes. NOPE - the eye contact freaked her out so Remy quickly regained use if her own body and stood upright, being careful not to shake off his arm around her just yet. “You’re SO eager for pictures with me, sheesh.” AHEM. “So, uhhh, are you ready, then?” She adjusted her now crooked sunglasses.

The joys of being a teenager. Rather than a desire to grow up faster, Atlas had the desire to regress. Things were less complicated while you are a kid and everything just felt more and more complicated these days. The most difficult part for him was parsing what growing pains were normal and which were influenced by the ripples of wartime trauma. The answer to that? Just not think about any of it and let it wallow and fester in the background constantly. It was both working and not working simultaneously. But with Remy...he could mostly forget all those things, which in turn made him all the more reluctant to talk about them because there was a subconscious fear of popping a certain protective bubble. He felt as though he had very few safe spaces...and he wasn't about to give the remaining ones up. So, ironically, their fears and concerns were almost mutual to a degree - the fear of loss, at least.

But, uh, in any case...the sunglasses certainly did not make her nose look big and he was tempted to ask Remy if she needed glasses because clearly her eyesight was suffering. How is that for a compliment, eh? "Entirely the opposite," he replied easily, uuuuuuuuuuutterly oblivious to the test Remy was tasking him with. Also, as someone who was kind of the master of judging people based on the results of tests they were not aware they were taking, he might advise her not to do that. One was often left rather disappointed. "They make your nose look smaller. Kind of cute how they can't fit on your nose properly because you have a fairy nose." You know, fairy...like the decorations and her nose being small like if a fairy were to wear human-sized sunglasses. Only not really. It had not been a particularly to scale explanation. "You look fine, Remy. Better than fine."

And he had signed himself up for at least six pictures, it seemed. This night was going in directions he had not anticipated at all - maybe that wasn't such a bad thing though.

And, well, speaking of unexpected...this predicament inside the photo booth was another one and his brain was scrambling with trying to come up with an excuse for the whole...er...yeah. Thankfully, Remy provided the perfect reason and he was going to just burst right on through the door that she had cracked up. "Uh...duuuuuh," he grinned before giving her sides a playful tickle and dropping them from the balancing act masquerading as a hug and set to adjusting his own sunglasses. "Wait a second..." The jump had knocked his holographic cat ears right off his head, but his backwards cap remained perfectly in place, so he took a moment to crouch down and retrieve those, slipped them back on top of his cap, and threw his obnoxious feather boa dramatically around his neck. "...okay....NOW...I am ready."

And to lay emphasis, he stuck his tongue out. That...was THE pose, right?

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Honestly, even if Remy thought that Atlas was the slightest bit interested in her, she was quite sure he wouldn’t know how to express it, or choose to suppress it. Sometimes she felt like being wild and coming out with everything she felt, but the fear that it would ultimately push him away was too much and too obvious. The friend zone was here to stay. Her own friend zone was also a quiet place as well, as a matter of fact, making it difficult for Remy to discuss all the feelings that came along with being a teenage girl. She had a close friend in Lisa, but everyone liked Lisa so did the girl even have any real problems that were relatable? Pfft, no. She was pretty and popular. Remy was a little clueless, in that sense, not understanding that the picture perfect life wasn’t all what it’s cracked up to be. Her problems were the only relevant problems in the world, ever, basically. “I think they make my nose look big. Do they?” Remy gave Atlas an open window to compliment her, as a kind of test. Her expression was playful, though, after pulling the sunglasses to the tip of her nose to reveal her eyes, then pushing them back up after her question. “I’d love that.” She answered softly when he suggested a set of pictures without the props as well. After selecting appropriate backdrops, figuring out all the buttons and technicalities, Remy spent time making sure she looked picture perfect before Atlas joined her. She actually was OWNING the sunglasses matched with her feather scarf. Of course, not going for headgear that could potentially mess up her hair, and mess up their set of prop-less photos that Remy would CHERISH. She was about to announce that she was ready for Atlas to join her, and that he did. Suddenly his arm was around her, and she had pretty much let all of her weight go so that he was essentially holding her upright. “Woah!” She couldn’t help but hold herself in place for a moment and tilted her head up to look at him with doe eyes. NOPE - the eye contact freaked her out so Remy quickly regained use if her own body and stood upright, being careful not to shake off his arm around her just yet. “You’re SO eager for pictures with me, sheesh.” AHEM. “So, uhhh, are you ready, then?” She adjusted her now crooked sunglasses. The joys of being a teenager. Rather than a desire to grow up faster, Atlas had the desire to regress. Things were less complicated while you are a kid and everything just felt more and more complicated these days. The most difficult part for him was parsing what growing pains were normal and which were influenced by the ripples of wartime trauma. The answer to that? Just not think about any of it and let it wallow and fester in the background constantly. It was both working and not working simultaneously. But with Remy...he could mostly forget all those things, which in turn made him all the more reluctant to talk about them because there was a subconscious fear of popping a certain protective bubble. He felt as though he had very few safe spaces...and he wasn't about to give the remaining ones up. So, ironically, their fears and concerns were almost mutual to a degree - the fear of loss, at least. But, uh, in any case...the sunglasses certainly did not make her nose look big and he was tempted to ask Remy if she needed glasses because clearly her eyesight was suffering. How is that for a compliment, eh? "Entirely the opposite," he replied easily, uuuuuuuuuuutterly oblivious to the test Remy was tasking him with. Also, as someone who was kind of the master of judging people based on the results of tests they were not aware they were taking, he might advise her not to do that. One was often left rather disappointed. "They make your nose look smaller. Kind of cute how they can't fit on your nose properly because you have a fairy nose." You know, fairy...like the decorations and her nose being small like if a fairy were to wear human-sized sunglasses. Only not really. It had not been a particularly to scale explanation. "You look fine, Remy. Better than fine." And he had signed himself up for at least six pictures, it seemed. This night was going in directions he had not anticipated at all - maybe that wasn't such a bad thing though. And, well, speaking of unexpected...this predicament inside the photo booth was another one and his brain was scrambling with trying to come up with an excuse for the whole...er...yeah. Thankfully, Remy provided the perfect reason and he was going to just burst right on through the door that she had cracked up. "Uh...duuuuuh," he grinned before giving her sides a playful tickle and dropping them from the balancing act masquerading as a hug and set to adjusting his own sunglasses. "Wait a second..." The jump had knocked his holographic cat ears right off his head, but his backwards cap remained perfectly in place, so he took a moment to crouch down and retrieve those, slipped them back on top of his cap, and threw his obnoxious feather boa dramatically around his neck. "...okay....NOW...I am ready." And to lay emphasis, he stuck his tongue out. That...was THE pose, right? __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like