SPOILER!!: “Cutie Atlassssss”
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sweetpinkpixie 
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?
The compliment did all sorts of up and down things to Remy’s head. Starting with concerns that her nose was TOO small, to her nose being cute and fairy sized which caused INSTANT butterflies, soon fading when he finished with the word ‘fine’. “
Thanks… I guess.” She replied quietly while tucking a stray curl behind her ear and wing of the sunglasses. The rollercoaster of dealing with boys was exhausting. Thus far, Atlas was the only one who caused such extremity in emotions, though.
A major crush. First name
of a few listed in her diary. Future husband, basically.
Okay, tickling was NOT accepted no matter your ranking in her diary, Mister Flamsteed. Once her yelp of hysterics had passed, he received an unappreciative glare and a gentle jab with her elbow. “
Don’t ever do that again, Flobberworm.” She wiggled her finger at him and finally smirked, “
Or. Else.” Or else she’d find a sticky sweet and hide it in his robes, or perhaps something a little less evil than that.
Finally, they seemed ready for the first set of photos. Remy found herself a seat while leaving plenty of room for her friend, but not too much room, of course. His first pose was perfect and she mimicked it with her signature tongue poking out, alongside a rock on sign using her hand as the first flash snapped.
The image appeared on the screen quickly before readying for the next, and it made her uncontrollably laugh, quickly glancing to him as she did. Seemed like a perfect next shot.