FISHSTICKS.

helloooo

2017-04-16T18:21:03Z

edit: as of December 2022, I have permanently moved over to DW. Account details are the same one listed below, if you are looking for me! <3

wassup everyone!

i just wanted you guys to know, that I'm now on dreamwidth too. I'm not going to delete my LJ cause you know (icon community and other fannish interests and all that) however, I also did want to back up all of my entries and icons incase LJ ever went down. I will continue to use my LJ for fandom stuff and use dreamwidth for all my personal stuff.

On dreamwidth, I am applepips and my icon community is inkblush.

If you are looking me for me elsewhere, you can also find me at Tumblr - applepiips and AO3 - ofself

Please let me know your usernames, so that I can add you there! And feel free to add me as well.

p.s - If you don't want to add me, that is fine as well. No pressure! <3

30 Day Challenge - Day 03 & 04

2013-08-22T15:11:56Z

Day 03 - My views on drugs and alcohol.

The thing is, I'm a social drinker and most of the time I am happy to nurse one really light drink all through the evening. Once in a while though it's nice to get well and truly sloshed and even then I make sure that every second glass is a glass of water and there is something salty to munch. While the buzz of alcohol is awesome, I also do not like the aftermath. Throwing up and hangovers dont seem fun at all to me. Especially since I tend to feel like vomiting if I see someone else vomit. -_- Drinking responsibly if I do drink is my thing and I feel like should be everyone's thing but hey, that's just me. This makes me sound really priggish but honestly enough, not everyone ha great tolerance, certainly I dont and I hate the after effect so yeah, I take care

Drugs I have much stronger view on. DONT DO THEM. I SWEAR, JUST DONT EVER. I realise the thrill and temptation is enormous but man, only bad things lie that way. They fuck shit up so badly, you dont come out of them a better cooler person. Just a shivery,shaky shadow of your former self.

Day 04 - My views on religion.

To each their own. Do not tell me how I should pray or to whom I should pray it. My relationship with God is none of your damn business. I am not going to shove my feelings down your throat and I certainly expect the same courtesy too. It would also be awesome if people could stop declaring that God frowns down upon homosexuality, approves of classism, thinks women shouldnt be allowed to participate in all rituals etc etc. Because according to all religions, God is good and God is kind and he loves all of us the same cause he made us. Heaven and hell are deeds of our own making and it dosent matter if you dont believe. If you are a good person and continue to be one, that is all the world needs and I will definitely appreciate you more than someone who claims to be pure and holy but cant even find enough compassion to fit a thimble.

30 Day Challenge - Day 02

2013-08-20T15:33:11Z

Day 02 - Where I'd like to be in 10 years.

Obviously I'd like to be financially secure, with a roof over my head and enough food to eat and clothes on my back. Other than that, I hope that by then I'd have at least gotten one book published, been a few places around the world, live with all the pets I ever wanted and maybe I guess be with someone who I adore. And it goes without saying, happiness and contenment.

That's about it.

30 Day Challenge - Day 01

2013-06-16T08:10:50Z

meme stolen from ionizable because gawddayum, its been a long time since I did one.

Day 01 - I am single as a solitary pringle. Always have been up until now. Never dated, never made out with someone, the whole shebang etc. I did get asked out on a date once but I did not like the dude in question so I told him I had an exam. He suggested another time and day after my exams were done but I prevaricated because I refuse to go out with people who do not make me feel comfortable and this chap, who was my next door neighbor by the way had this knack of making me feel supremely uncomfortable. That was way back in the 12th grade.

The thing is I studied in a all-girls Catholic school and a all-girls Catholic convent. So as a result, I didn't learn how to interact with people who were not ladies and I was absolutely terrified of dudes. I couldn't even look them in the eye, let alone say a word or two to them.

But when I went on to do my post-grad, I decided it was time for me to pull-up my boots and get to interacting. The first few months, I was floundering but after that I managed and now I can look a dude in the eye and talk and have two excellent dude friends. Ooh, and postgrad too was where I developed some serious crushes (one only and lmao, I remember once me and friend were hiding in the bushes and checking this dude out.). I never made them progress beyond the point of a crush though because, one - no guts, two - or rather more importantly, I realized I do not do casual. I'm either all in or all out. I tend to be more invested than the other person and that way only lies to disaster.

I am also the person who when they crush pretends that the other person dosen't exist. I can't help it because my face is terribly expressive and if I had to look at the person I was crushing on as I passed by, my face would be the death of me. Hmm. I do need to find me some courage. At least acknowledging the other person is there would be a start. :D

I also feel compelled to admit that despite having no relationship expert whatsoever, I am the person who apparently doles out relationship advice and good advice at that. :D

applepips16 @ 2012-11-24T21:07:00

2012-11-24T15:37:38Z

Okay, I have been living under a rock. For shame, fannish self, FOR SHAME.

I mean, I knew vaguely that Community was supposed to be premiering somewhere in Oct/Nov and today I realized I haven't seen the newest episode and I was all, "GASP, I AM TERRIBLE FAN" and I checked out wiki and it's premiering in FEBRUARY OF NEXT YEAR. Fine, I told myself I would deal.

BUT.

Then I read, CHEVY CHASE LEFT. NO MORE PIERCE???? I know, Dan Harmon left, I havent been so out of it, BUT STILL. ;_; Also, I know Pierce wasn't the bestest but it was still fun and they were dysfunctional group who were buds and blarghhh. And he and Shirley would get up to side shenanigans too!

I'm sad that the show is getting all thrown around AND that my fannish self is receding. TIME TO BRING IT BACK OUT.

fanmix and art : Phoenix Hours

2012-08-18T19:31:43Z

My fanart and mix for au_bigbang. I chose the fic, Phoenix Hours by musyc@dreamwidth.org.
Link to fic : Here

Fanart : Banner and Icons

Fanmix : Splatter Colour On This Gray

...

A Fine Frenzy - Hope For The Hopeless
;
Crushed under heavy chest
Tryna’ catch your breath
But it always beats you by a step

Blue October - Into The Ocean
;
I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm fallin' in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down
Let the rain come down

Linkin Park - One Step Closer
;
Everything you say to me
Takes me one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break
I need a little room to breathe
Cause I'm one step closer to the edge
And I'm about to break

Metallica - The Day That Never Comes
;
God, I'll make 'em pay
Take it back one day
I'll end this day
I'll splatter color on this grey

Metallica - Some Kind Of Monster
;
This is the cloud that swallows trust
This is the black that uncolors us
This is the face that you hide from
This is the mask that comes undone

Metric - Artificial Nocturne
;
I'm as fucked up as they say
I can't fake the daytime
Found an entrance to escape into the dark

Namikawa Daisuke - Crush The World Down
;
Breaking into the world with docile behavior
Vomiting from the smell of trash
Even the breath I breathe is dreadful
It feels unbearable -- Are you scared?

Nine Inch Nails - Everyday Is Exactly The Same
;
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

Nirvana - Pennyroyal Tea
;
I'm so tired I can't sleep
Sit and drink pennyroyal tea
I'm a liar and a thief
I'm anemic royalty

Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb
;
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move
But I can't hear what you're saying

Rock Kills Kid - Paralyzed
;
This feels like another dream
Trapped underneath my own routines
I tried to lift it off of me
I give up, I give up
I just sit and bleed

Stars - Dead Hearts
;
Please, please tell me what they look like
Did they seem afraid of you?
They were kids that I once knew
They were kids that I once knew

Thom Yorke - Hearing Damage
;
A tear in the membrane
Allows the voices in
They wanna push you off the path

With their frequency wires

...

Download entire zip here.

fic : baby i got your number and i know you got mine - part 2

2012-08-18T17:08:05Z

Title: baby i got your number and i know that you got mine
Author: applepips16
Artist: dwg
Fandom: The Avengers/Thor
Pairing(s): Darcy Lewis/Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton, Hinted at Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Rating: PG-13
Warning: None
Word Count: 6411
Summary: Clint Barton thinks he knows how exactly to woo a girl like Darcy Lewis. Captain America keeps letting him know he dosen't. Darcy meanwhile, has her own plans.Office! AU
Author Notes: I ambitously signed up for the AUBigBang. Guess what? I managed to finish too. :DD Sure, I just threw myself headfirst into a fandom I dont know very well but hey, let's focus on the positives right? Nerves aside, I hope I did this okay? Please forgive me for any character inconsitensies, I tried my best. Hope you like!

Also, do do check out the lovely art and the mix by the fabulous dwg for this fic. (IT'S SO AWESOME A GIRL COULD CRY. :')

Part Two. (Cause eljay is a scumbag :/)

As Steve and Natasha blush and simper at each other – and really, Natasha can blush and simper. She just needs the perfect man to set it off. A.K.A Captain America. It doesn’t get more perfect than that. So yes, as Clint watches Steve and Natasha and throws up a little in his mouth cause honestly, he will stab himself before he gushes like that, when he has the most brilliant of ideas.

It’s like the Sherlock Holmes of all ideas. The most brilliant of ideas that ever lived.

The idea is this.

Steve has put him in a bit of a tight spot. Even though what he said to Darcy was out of the goodness of his heart, on further introspection, Clint doesn’t really see that plan going through even though he thought it would at first. Firstly, Darcy is smart enough that she will catch on early on that she’s the target and there are two ways that could play out.

One, Darcy is flattered and hopefully reciprocative and Clint is a happy man.

Two, Darcy is amazed by the stupidity, unimpressed by the originality and Clint is an unhappy lonely man.

Steve will not suffer from the fallout of this because he’s Steve and Darcy’s got a soft spot the size of a black hole for him and she may be angry with him for awhile but eventually he will be forgiven. On the other hand, she will be supremely unimpressed by Clint and will never give him the time of day ever again. Clint has no immunity in this once foolproof plan which is beginning to have a lot of holes, something Clint notes with some amount of petty satisfaction.

Wait that was a deconstruction of the earlier plan.

The actual idea is this.

Clint is going to accost Darcy today and completely turn the tables. He’s going to tell her Steve was actually talking about himself, that the lady he likes is Natasha but he’s too shy to do anything but he needed some help and that’s why he approached Darcy and said it as if Clint is the one who is crushing on someone. It is because he’s insecure of what the end result might be that he mentioned Clint instead and Clint took that fall because he’s a good little soldier and that’s what friends do for other friends.

But Clint would actually like to help him, that’s why he’s approaching Darcy like this because Steve would never agree to this.

He will pull the friendship card and get on his knees and beg if he has too. Hopefully, the romantic in Darcy will agree and that way, Clint can kill two birds.

One, he can be a good friend and help out Steve because clearly, the man is a little lost and lonely and needs someone to call his own; two, he can spend some time with Darcy, without pulling stupid stunts to get her attention. Things can take their natural course and if it works out, all well and good and if doesn’t, well Clint will just have to solider on like nothing ever happened and then he can go back home and cry into a gallon of ice-cream and drown himself in alcohol.

Sounds like a plan.

And a damn good one at that.

He takes a look at Steve and Natasha. They still have the mutual appreciation thing going on. Clint going to hurl everything now.

“You two are nauseous,” he grumbles, rising from the table.

Predictably, they don’t even pay any attention to him.

;

Cornering Darcy is the easy part. Her tendency to walk around everywhere with her i-pod buds jammed into her ears means that most of the time, she’s lost in her own world.

So Clint hides out in the supply room and just as she’s passing by, singing cheerfully and out of tune, he simple sticks out an arm and pulls her in. Startled Darcy immediately aims a punch at him wildly, which Clint parries deftly but what he does not count on is also getting kneed in the balls.

“Muthaf—“

He goes down like a ton of bricks hands cradling his groin. Darcy gave that knee her all, sparing no expense in the department of force and velocity. Nothing hurts like a bitch than a swift and well placed kick to a sensitive area.

“ Ohmygawd. Clint. Fuck. I’m so sorry!” Darcy cries out hysterically, earbuds now swinging around her face as she kneels down next to him looking horrified.

Clint wants to re-assure her. It’s okay. She did the right thing. He could have just approached her normally. He had no business trying to behave like terrible ninja. He would be able to tell her all of this if his balls weren’t vibrating with pain.

“Say something!”

“Nnngghhh.”

“I want words! No angrish! I mean, you are allowed to be angry but say something!”

“Hurts like a mother.” Clint manages to grind out with much difficulty. Honestly, was her kneecap packing some sort of solid steel or something? It’s not like he hasn’t taken one down there before. But he could some how manage and grit his teeth and move the fuck on.

Except for now. Time for him to man up and get the fuck up and behave like nothing ever happened.

Clint gets up with some difficulty, his knees knocking inward with a phantom instinct to protect the cojones should another attack come its way.

Darcy is eyeing him with a skeptical look.

“Look, I know, I kicked you right in the family jewels and I’m really sorry cause I know men’s ego’s also rest right there and getting kicked there is just not cool but honestly if you hadn’t snatched me in like a creeper and given me a mini heart-attack, we wouldn’t be having this issue right now and you wouldn’t be moaning right now.”

She’s also giving him the severe stink eye. “Honestly, you must thank you guardian angel that I didn’t wear my pumps today and instead decided to wear wedges. I tend to grind attackers in the groin area. You are so lucky mister.”

Clint gives her a bemused look. He’s the one injured but there’s been nary a peep out of him. Probably cause it’s really hard to get a word edgewise in with Darcy when’s going ahead full steam. But yes. He is thankful there being no pointy heels. Those motherfuckers are dangerous.

“You are violent. Unhealthyily so.”

“Hey, it’s a violent world. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do to survive.”

Clint raises an eyebrow. Somehow he gets the feeling that Darcy enjoys inflicting violence. Coulson did mention that she used her taser with far too much efficiency and glee.

“So, can I get you some ice for that?” She grins and Clint immediately sees where her mind is going.

“No thank you,” he manages politely. “I’m gonna take like a man.”

“You mean cry later on when you’re alone.”

Clint looks uncomfortable. “Sort of.”

Darcy grins and okay, Clint’s feeling a little mushy now. Like maybe his heart is skipping in little steps.

“So what’s all this about? Why the secrecy in the supply closet?”

So Clint tells her with many interruptions from Darcy until he finally pinches her lips shut and carries on saying what he has to. When he’s finally done, he lets go of Darcy’s lips.

She immediately scrubs at her lips.

“THOSE FINGERS WERE ON YOUR CROTCH. OH MY GOD I WILL HAVE TO DISINFECT MY LIPS.”

Wow. Clint knows Darcy is loud but he’s surprised at the volume of her voice. It makes him think of other thinks that involve screaming. Rapturously of course.

Clint clamps a hand over her mouth.

“You make me sound like some skeevy sex offender.”

“Maybe you are,” Darcy shoots back from under his hand which she licks and he immediately drops as if he were burnt.

“Also, how can I trust you? Jumper of the innocent and molester of the hapless.”

“You are hardly hapless Darcy,” Clint informs her dryly. “And you have to just trust here. Go with your instincts and find it in your heart to help a friend. I know you have to look deep, because your heart is shriveled stone but find yourself and help a friend. Steve can’t know of this though.”

“Low blow Clint. LOW BLOW. Also, when you sell it like a Lifetime movie I’m less inclined to buy. However because I’m a magnanimous girl, I shall condescend to help you and play Cupid.”

“The day you choose to take over the world, that’s the day I fear the most. So we shake on it and your silence?”

Darcy grins and shakes the hand he holds out firmly.

“Also, know that you know my plan for world domination, I will have to kill you.”

Clint stares for a second at Darcy’s completely serious face. Which then cracks.

“Got you.”

He grins and they head out of the door.

“Or not,” she whispers in his ear before sauntering off, throwing him a jaunty wave, hips swinging in the tight pencil skirts which she has come to favour which Clint can only fervently thank the Gods above for because Darcy Lewis in ruffled blouses with tight pencil skirts and sky high heels is all he ever wanted.

Clint smiles like a fool. Darcy Lewis will one day be the death of him and honestly, he can’t think of a better way to go.

;

The next day, Clint walks with a slight skip in his step.

He hands in all the paperwork he’s required to fill out as a member of S.H.I.E.L.D and The Avengers initiative to both Coulson and Maria with grin on his face.

Maria gives him an odd look and Coulson merely narrows his eyes.

Apparently news travels because Steve corners him in the studio where he’s doing yoga and demands to know what happened.

“Nothing,” Clint replies from his upside down lotus pose.

“You don’t hand in paper work with a smile! You hate paperwork. You always try to palm off your paperwork on me! Did Darcy say anything? Tell me?” Steve stops short of literally whining.

“This isn’t some girly gossip fest okay? There are no ovaries in sight here.” Clint tells him firmly, slowly coming out of the pose.

“But yes, I did get to talk to her and we’re just going to hang out. Like friends. Who work in the same office.”

“Hang where?” Steve questions, confused.

“Sorry, I mean, go out together, have a coffee or grab a bite.”

“You mean a date?” Steve still looks confused.

“No. Just you know? I don’t know to explain it!” Clint himself feels confused now.

“I know. I was just kidding.” Steve looks pleased. Like a smug sort of pleased. Clint grumbles and locks his legs around Steve’s feet and tumbles him.

He then gets up himself and crosses over Steve who’s still lying on the mat.

“You may want to take a shower. After this, we’re going to meet Darcy so I outline the first phase of my plan.”

It’s a good thing that Steve cannot see him because Clint chokes a little. Steve has a plan to set him up with Darcy. Probably cause Steve was a good boy and did his homework yesterday night unlike Clint who spent a lot of time doing er…other stuff. The fact of the matter is, Clint needs to text Darcy and give her heads up and more importantly, he needs to work on a plan where it seems like he’s setting Steve up but also gives him and Darcy and opportunity to go out.

God, he’s getting slightly confused. There are two competing plans and he kind of feels bad that he’s setting up Steve without his knowledge. It feels like betrayal. Yesterday’s idea doesn’t seem very brilliant anymore.

Because Clint knows that he isn’t the type of person used to spinning stuff around in circles. That’s more Loki’s area and lord knows he isn’t Loki. And also Loki always seems confident of his plans, regardless of what they are unlike Clint who is second and third guessing himself like crazy.

Fuck all this shit. Obviously, he’s going to have to come clean. Firstly he’ll have to tell Steve.

And then Darcy.

Clint sighs deeply and turns back. For once he wants a brain that can scheme with the best of them.

;

Clint tells Steve everything.

Steve stares back at him with wide blue eyes. Clint’s starting to feel a whole lot like a dick.

“Granted yours was the better plan but I was so nervous that it wouldn’t end well and then it would have all gone to shit. At that time it felt so fucking brilliant. Now it just makes me feel like ass. I swear Steve, I didn’t throw in your name because it was the first one that popped up. I was watching you and Natasha during lunch and it’s clear you’ve got it bad for her and man, I want you to be happy.”

Steve is still looking at him with these now impossibly sad eyes.

“I understand if you don’t want us to talk anymore.” Clint says grimly. When you look at it from the surface, the issue doesn’t seem big. Really. But once you get down to the nitty gritties of it, it becomes one complex lie after another.

Clint gets up to leave.

“I understand Clint.” Steve calls out behind him. Clint turns around. “Your heart was in the right place and I can understand that. To be honest, it was easier to focus on you because I was scared of what could happen if I tried something new. I don’t have a very good track record with romance. “ Steve smiles ruefully.

“Maybe instead of hiding and wooing, we both need to be brave and just say it. Got nothing to lose but pride. And we’ll bounce back. Or hide out someplace till it blows over. “

Clint cracks a grin at and Steve smiles at him.

“Bros till the end?” Steve sounds so awkward saying but the sincerity behind it is heartfelt.

“Till the end.” Clint smiles at him and moves forward to clasp him in a one armed hug. Feelings quota for the day filled.

“Now we’re gonna go to our respective ladies and say what we have to say. We were soldiers once. This is nothing.” Clint would be kidding if he said he believed the last part. Death always seems more preferable than getting rejected by someone who could possibly be the love of your life.

It’s therefore comforting that Steve doesn’t look all that brave either. Still, they set off bravely promising to let each other know no matter what the end result.

;

Clint finds Darcy at her table, busily typing up reports on the computer.

“I’ve got something to say.”

Darcy looks at him with her glasses pushed down low on her nose. It makes him feel like a single celled organism.

“And it can’t wait?” Darcy looks distracted already, pushing up her glasses and biting at her lips as she tallies figures. Clint doesn’t want to kiss her at all right. Nope. He doesn’t.

“No. It’s important.” He might want to flee but he has to stand his ground.

Darcy sighs and autosaves before turning around to face him. Clint kneels to be on level with her.

“I like you.” There. He said it.

“Well, good for you. I like you too.” Darcy says dryly.

Clint sighs. “ I like you in the romantic sense. As in, I would like to date you, really kiss you even though you are not conducive to my well being and you keep me up at nights being gorgeous as fuck and all. And you may or may not be an evil world dominating villain in the making. So yeah. I like you. LIKE like you.”

Darcy looks amused. Clint’s heart is beating faster than it ever has. He makes sure to look even and calm though.

He carries on. “ The desk messer, that was me. I wanted to ‘woo’ you cause I didn’t have the balls to come and tell you outright. I’d hidden notes with lyrics on them, wanting to do some kind of secret admirer shit except Steve quickly burst that bubble and said that messing a girl’s desk isn’t the right way to woo her. The woman who Steve said I liked, that was actually you. Steve figured it would be easier to woo you if we knew what you liked. But then I went and turned that around cause I thought you’d chop off my nuts if you knew the bullshit we were spinning. So I came and told you about Steve and Natasha. But then my conscience grew some balls. So I confessed to Steve. And I’m confessing to you.”

“You are one devious motherfucker.” Darcy says, grinning. Clint looks agreeably surprised. Him devious? This is high praise coming from Darcy.

“And you are also stupid. I don’t actually have a dress code to follow. If I want, I could come in in my pajamas as long as the work get’s done. Coulson’s cool like that. But no.. I wear all this classy sexy secretary stuff hoping I at least get some of your attention but you are just busy being ripped and hot all the time to notice. I mean, you cannot have missed me drooling over your arms each time I saw you in costume. Also, I maybe an evil villain in the making but I’m not doing any ball chopping. I’m squeamish about shit like that.” Darcy levels him with an actually sweet smile.

“Really, I am not that badass. Or mean. I just have a mouthy attitude and poor sense of self-preservation. But if you think of me as badass, hey, far be it from me to stop you.”

It’s a testament to Clint’s training that he doesn’t keel over. He does feel an unholy squeal of joy making its way up. He squashes that in favour of a more manly ‘aw shucks’ thing.

“I thought maybe you were looking at Steve.” Clint says sheepishly. “ Also, believe me. I noticed. A LOT.” Clint shoots her a wicked look that makes a blush bloom along Darcy’s cheeks.

“Yes, I know you can be all sex on legs when you want to.” The blushing still doesn’t stop. In fact, Darcy seems to be looking at a spot over his shoulders. Clint feels fucking awesome.

“But that doesn’t change the fact that you are a moron. Steve is a doll. But honestly, if he had to deal with me 24/7 he would cry.” Darcy tells him patiently. “ And only your pea sized brain would try to woo a girl by messing with her desk. Lucky for you, I’m smarter and I fell for you first.”

They are close enough that they can almost share a kiss. Sure, the whole office is still there but Clint doubts they will look. Unless they want to incur the wrath of Darcy.

“Lucky me indeed,” he murmurs, leaning forward just enough to brush the barest of kisses against her lips. A taste of what is to come.

And then he leans back, grinning cause there is Darcy still leaning a little ahead looking a little cross-eyed.

“More of that later on mister,” she tells him, wagging a finger all severe like.

“Now this Steve Natasha business…”

Ah, that.

Another story for another day.

fic : baby i got your number and i know you got mine - part 1

2012-08-18T16:02:37Z

Title: baby i got your number and i know that you got mine
Author: applepips16
Artist: dwg
Fandom: The Avengers/Thor
Pairing(s): Darcy Lewis/Clint 'Hawkeye' Barton, Hinted at Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Rating: PG-13
Warning: None
Word Count: 6411
Summary: Clint Barton thinks he knows how exactly to woo a girl like Darcy Lewis. Captain America keeps letting him know he dosen't. Darcy meanwhile, has her own plans.Office! AU
Author Notes: I ambitously signed up for the AUBigBang. Guess what? I managed to finish too. :DD Sure, I just threw myself headfirst into a fandom I dont know very well but hey, let's focus on the positives right? Nerves aside, I hope I did this okay? Please forgive me for any character inconsitensies, I tried my best. Hope you like!

Also, do do check out the lovely art and the mix by the fabulous dwg for this fic. (IT'S SO AWESOME A GIRL COULD CRY. :').

Part One. (Cause eljay is a scumbag :/)

“This is your idea of wooing her?”

Steve is usually the politest of guys, come what may be the situation but even someone as thick-skinned as Clint can tell when Captain America or rather Steve Rogers is eyeing him with a look filled with extreme skepticism.

“Is there a better plan?”

“How ‘bout asking her out on a date, or buying her flowers like I suggested?” Steve looks faintly offended that Clint is not sold on his gentlemanly wooing ideas.

“I’m not a flowers and date kind of guy,” Clint hedges, making quick work of messing up Darcy’s desk and hiding small clues in-between. They are small post-it’s on which he’s printed song lyrics from some of his favourite love songs. He’s not a complete idiot either. He may not be Captain America but he does pretty okay as Clint Barton/Hawkeye.

Steve looks dubious.

Clint finishes up what he’s doing and ushers Steve out of the room.

And I don’t think she’s a flowers and date kind of girl either.”

“I don’t think she’s the kind of girl who appreciates having her desk messed up either.”

As Clint speeds Steve along the corridor, his voice drops to a hushed whisper.

“I mean, she’s Phil’s assistant. And she always knows more than him.”

“I know. I think she just might be the girl of my dreams.”

Clint sighs happily.

He’s only nursed a torch for the spirited Darcy Lewis for the better part of a year now.

She first came to S.H.E.I.L.D as the only intern who had applied to Dr. Foster’s internship programme. Darcy had needed a few credits to graduate and Dr. Foster needed an intern so that University Grants Commission wouldn’t stop the grants that were needed to fund her research work concerning the Einstein-Rosen bridge or rip in the time space continuum or whatever it is that she did. Clint’s little hazy on the details.

Needless to say it wasn’t the best of relationships. Dr. Foster required an intern who actually knew what an atom’s mass amounted too and Darcy while willing to work and certainly not lacking in the intelligence department couldn’t be bothered to dredge up what little high school Physics she remembered. Relations from then on it’s self were strained. Darcy couldn’t understand Dr. Foster’s need to go crazy over a whiteboard hashing out equations, 24/7 while Dr. Foster couldn’t understand the need for Darcy to have music blaring as she collated data she didn’t understand. But despite all this fractiousness, both of them preserved through the semester, because certain needs were the devil and even formed some sort of a grudging friendship based on a mutual love for Pop Tarts and Hot Pockets. When the semester was done, and credits and grants were awarded on either side, both of them bid each other goodbye with poorly disguised relief.

Unfortunately, S.H.E.I.L.D couldn’t let go of Darcy Lewis just as yet. Working with Dr. Foster had required S.H.E.I.L.D giving her a certain amount of clearance. They hadn’t been too happy about letting a complete civilian in. But then again, they didn’t have agents to spare and Dr. Foster wouldn’t hear of an agent acting as an intern so that was that and Darcy filled the position. And because Darcy had amassed a certain amount of clearance, S.H.E.I.L.D couldn’t just let her go without there being a hundred one clauses and waivers signed, some denying the existence of everything even remotely connected to S.H.E.I.L.D. While they figured out how best to tackle the situation, Darcy drifted around the office aimlessly for bit before she ran into Phil Coulson. One thing led to another and a few days later, word spread around the water filter that Phil Coulson had a new assistant and it was the girl who used to sing aloud tunelessly in Dr. Foster’s labs. And so it turned out that Coulson and Darcy had been a far better fit than Dr. Foster and Darcy because as Phil Coulson’s assistant Darcy Lewis was scarily efficient at getting work done. And in general, getting things done. Or getting people to do them.

Even more so than Coulson.

Most of the office tended to regard her with some amount of awe and amusement. There had been only one person other than Coulson who had gone toe to toe with Fury and lived to tell the tale. Darcy Lewis was it. And they had gone toe to toe over coffee of all things. You didn’t take the last of the coffee without re-filling. Fury did. Darcy went up in arms. Words were exchanged. Subtle and mostly vague incomprehensible threats were made on either side. In the end, Coulson brokered a peace agreement. Leaving an empty filter was not okay. However, if there were time crunches and fresh coffee could not be made, a note would be left. Grudging admissions of acceptance were taken from both parties. However this also established that there was a new badass in town.

That moment, when Clint had seen her face off with Fury, with neither of them backing down even an inch, his heart sort of slid out of the cavity in his chest and deposited it’s self humbly at Darcy’s lace-up boot clad feet.

But other than not only being amazing and badass, and the queen of Clint’s heart was Darcy was nice. She had no hang-ups, spoke to anyone and everyone and was cheerful as anyone could be without being on happy pills. She took everything with a pinch of salt and treated all the Avengers just as if they were normal people, with a little bit of pumped up action hormones on the side. Most importantly, Darcy Lewis was refreshingly and just enough on this side of the crazy scale to make her come across as endearing.

And maybe going toe to toe with Fury was the stupidest thing anyone had ever done cause you don’t EVER do that, even Clint with his mostly blatant disregard for rules doesn’t do that but there is something admirable about that kind of foolhardy stupidity/bravery that makes Clint’s heart sing.

“I do not understand why you have this fascination for women, who uh…” Steve fishes around for the right words before completing, “are dangerous to your health.”

What he actually means is cut off your balls because that is exactly the kind of thing Darcy will do if she feels you have wronged her.

“Not that Darcy isn’t a good person,” he adds conscientiously. “She’s a very good person.”

“I like her a lot.” Clint can’t blame Steve for sounding bemused when he admits that. “I can never understand her sense of humour though. I don’t know when she’s being serious and when she’s not.”

Darcy does that to you. She’s a ninja. You come to like her without even knowing how you came to like her in the first place. She just sneaks up on you. Metaphorically of course. Physically, Darcy is loud and clumsy as they come and unashamed and unapologetic about it.

Clint’s with him on the humour bit though. He’s from this century and even he doesn’t get most of Darcy’s pop culture references.

“I just don’t think she’s the kind of person who appreciates having her desk all worried.”

“You stop worrying Steve. Once Darcy finds those notes, everything will fall into place.”

“For the sake of your health, I hope so.” Steve tells him kindly as they head into the cafeteria. Clint’s mind automatically replaces the word health with balls. Steve may be all manners but hell, Clint’s got no illusions as to what will happen should anything go wrong.

But good things don’t come by easily. And man’s got to go down fighting if nothing else.

;

Clint and Steve somehow situate themselves in the vicinity when it’s about time for Darcy to arrive at her desk.

At sharp ten on the dot, Darcy arrives.

At ten oh one, a deathly silence fills the air.

“I will not ask again. Now tell me, who decided to be a jackass and mess up my desk?”

Darcy looks around, her eyes pin points of laser like focus. She looks annoyed and confused and everyone else around looks confused and scared.

Steve turns to Clint with a raised eyebrow of ‘I told you so but you wouldn’t listen, now revel in your own stupidity’.

Clint ignores that and decides to wander over, tugging an unwilling Steve with him.

“Lewis. What happened to your desk?” Clint asks, maintaining a blank expression. For Steve, it is not that easy. Subterfuge is always hard and Steve is not a proponent of it and nor will he be an enthusiastic participant in it. He looks like a baby squirrel died in his arms. Clint nudges him not so subtly.

“I don’t know.” Darcy sounds irritable. On the inside, Clint is just about beginning to die slowly.

“I mean, look at it. It’s like some doped fratboy’s idea of a joke. I had so much stuff that I organized and kept. And now it’s a black hole again. It makes me want to cry.” Darcy’s lips wobble a bit and Clint can see the faint sheen of tears behind her glasses.

Clint’s heart just flat out wilts and dies. Probably, Steve can see something of him shriveling up because he steps in. To save the day.

Clint may or may not have planted one on him later which sparks off a sexual identity crisis for Captain America. It gets resolved though but that’s another story for another day.

“Clint and I can help you clean it up. We’ll also catch the culprit for you.”

Clint nods with a strained smile. This was NOT AT ALL a part of his plan.

“You, Steve are a doll.” Darcy beams and comes around her desk to hug him.

“And so are you Barton.” A beaming smile is sent his way.

Sadly, no hugs for Clint. But that’s okay. He at least got a megawatt smile out of all this nonsense.

;

Clint surreptiously watches Darcy out of the corner of his eye as he organizes a stack of paper and she shuffles through a sheaf of papers.

The shuffling drops a yellow square piece of paper loose. Darcy doesn’t notice. So Clint does something extremely ridiculous.

He snatches the paper from where it had fallen and pockets it. Okay, it’s not ridiculous as much as doing stuff like this that makes him feel ridiculous.

He’s hidden about four notes. One down and three to go. Obviously, he needs a new plan.

He’s able to pocket the next two really easily, just because Steve and Darcy are having a conversation centered around lavender for god knows what reason.

Of course, it is then typical that his luck must run out on the fourth note.

Because it had gotten entangled along with some requisition forms and Darcy’s sorting them out like her life depends on it. Honestly, why did he think mucking up her desk and hiding song lyrics had been a good idea? Was he drunk when he thought of it? And then the night of his grand plan comes back to him. Yes, he had been shit-faced and everything had seemed like a brilliant plan then.

He then notices the innocuous yellow note lying on top of form and Darcy picking it up with a curious look.

“We need a coffee break!” He jumps up and shouts.

Darcy perks up immediately.

“Good idea Barton.” And Clint just smiles at her awkwardly. At least she appreciates something that is a product of his idiotic brain.

Steve though gives him an odd look and he points out the note he swiped back. Steve just sighs, in a pained exasperated manner which as far as he will say ‘I told you so’ and this one time, Clint can’t help but agree.

All through their coffee break, which Clint pays for because his guilty conscience is working overtime, Clint doesn’t say much. Well, he normally doesn’t say much either so nothing seems amiss. Also, Steve and Darcy seem quite content carrying on a conversation with only occasional input from him so that just gives him ample time to cogitate over what to actually do next.

For the next thirty minutes, Clint cogitates so hard he feels like his brain is going to burst. Also, he’s got nothing to show for all the wheels which turned so furiously in this head that they just might have left trails of fire in their wake.

Darcy waves her hand in front of her face. “I can practically see the wheels turning in your head dude. What’s up? Spill.”

Clint blinks. He didn’t think his distraction is obvious. He’s just about to say that he’s thinking of the best way to find the desk messers and deal with them (heh.) when Steve jumps in and replies for him and shoves everything down the drain.

“Clint’s thinking of how to woo this young lady whom he has a crush on.”

Clint is horrified enough that his normally controlled face falls through and a completely flabbergasted expression shows up on his face.

“Steve!” Clint almost-screeches, sounding like a scandalized old lady.

For a moment Darcy herself looks stunned and Clint kids himself into thinking that she looked disappointed because the expression vanishes like it was never there and instead he’s faced with a grinning beaming Darcy and really, all he would like to do now is go get shit-faced until he can forget this ever happened.

“So, who is she? Tell me. I won’t tell anyone. Pinky swear.” Darcy holds out her pinky and looks appealingly at him, doe eyes fluttering.

“Clint’s too shy.” Steve chips in again. And honestly, when did Steve become Clint’s mouthpiece? Clint wishes he could just clamber over the table and deck him one but he’s sitting with Darcy and there are strict rules to be followed in the cafeteria unfortunately.

“Aw, isn’t that adorable?”

Clint would like to die of shame. Like right now, please.

“Unfortunately, we are kind of stuck on what to do. Any chance you could help us out?” Steve looks beseechingly at Darcy. The moron actually takes her hand in his and does his puppy dog act and of course, Darcy melts like a ton of bricks in the face of it.

Clint now just wants to clobber Captain America to death.

“Of course. I’ll help you out. I bet Clint doesn’t even know how to woo a girl properly.”

“Hey!” Clint snaps out, offended and put out.

“Aw, chill out Barton. With my help, you’ll have this girl falling all over you in no time.”

Clint just looks miserable. Darcy IS the girl. How can she help him get the girl when she’s it? Clint can only see this ending in disaster with Darcy chopping off his balls in the end or doing something equally painful for being such a liar and all around ass.

“So do I now at least get to know who the girl is? Because you know, I’m being awesome and helping you out and little information goes a long way.”

“No.” Clint grinds out. He’s about to stand up and stalk away in a dramatic fit that would look really stupid upon later introspection but thankfully, Coulson comes by and fixes Darcy with a simple raised brow.

“Ahaha. Boss. Bossman. So this not me skipping out on filing the leave allocation forms. This is me just getting my coffee and then getting back to work like a good little gopher.”

Coulson just smiles pleasantly at her.

“Got to run. We’re so talking about this later on.” She takes a look at Coulson who’s still standing there patiently.

“All after work Boss. Wouldn’t dream of gossiping on the company’s dime.” She amends before racing off after giving them a cheeky wave and blowing Coulson a kiss which strangely enough makes him turn a light pink.

“Gentlemen.” Coulson nods before setting off to wherever he was going too and Clint takes a few seconds to count to ten before he skins Steve alive.

“Now, before you kill me, let just me tell you what I figured out,” Steve shoots out, raising placating hands.

“Killing will be too kind for you,” Clint mutters, feeling a tad homicidal. “Jesus fucking Christ, what were you thinking you moron?”

“I was thinking if she came up with the plans to woo the lady who is essentially her own self, then maybe you can lose the tortured Romeo act and actually make a go of a relationship. I mean, it not like you had the plan of the century worked out. Unless you did, in which case, please do share.” Steve is as dry and deadpan as he can get, and while he’s capable of sarcasm, it’s not something he usually uses so when he does, it stings twice as much.

“Oh. But I’m still going to be mad at you because that was the bro code. You simply do not pull shit like that. Not at least without a heads-up.”

“I’m sorry.” Steve looks contrite and Clint reminds himself that Steve only ever does everything out the goodness of his heart and anyway, at this rate, thanks to Steve’s new plan, he’ll get to spend a lot more time with Darcy. Also, maybe the bro-code was a little different during his day? Either way, Steve is one of the people Clint finds very hard to stay mad at for long. It’s not that he’s made of mush or anything, hell no but in many ways, he and Steve are pretty similar. They are both men of action, not of words though clearly, Steve is blessed in the ladies department cause no one seems to fall all over Clint like they do on Steve but yeah, point being, he and Steve are bros. Though Steve might need to be updated on the recent changes in the code.

“It’s okay. Fuck it. It’s a much better plan than what I would have come up with anyways.”

“Thank you. I just wanted to help you. You’ve been mooning for so long and I wanted to do something.”

Clint just punches him in the arm and grins before dragging Steve off to meet Natasha. They are going out for lunch. More importantly, Steve and Natasha will be going out for lunch because she would like to spend some time with Steve watching him blush. Clint is just going along for the ride and also so that he can tease Natasha mercilessly.

And just for the record, Clint was mooning about his feelings for Darcy. Mooning is for cows he thinks. Nor was he pining. He was just being stoic about it like a manly man would.

applepips16 @ 2012-05-10T15:23:00

2012-05-10T09:53:49Z

THERE IS A REALITY SHOW ABOUT CAKES.

It's like God answered my prayers. Or the TV people got into my brain and stole it.

Either way.

Cake + Reality Show = TEARS OF JOY (ME).

applepips16 @ 2012-03-12T18:29:00

2012-03-12T12:59:12Z

ACKKKKKKKKKKKKKK! COMMUNITY IS BACK ON THE 15TH!!!!!!! DANCE PAR-TAYYYYYYYYYY!

secret admirer fic for jheaton

2012-02-15T08:01:31Z

Title: Advanced Plumbnometrics

Author: applepips16

Rating: PG

Word Count: 2143

Disclaimer: Of course I dont own Community. Or Spiderman from which I have quoted.

Summary: When Jeff's kitchen sink fails, he dosent expect Annie to fix it. Nor does he expect himself to evaluate his own feelings. Or mostly run away from them.

Author's Note: Happy Valentine's Day jheaton! I am so sorry this is late. My internet just failed on without a warning. ;_; Anyway, here it is and I hope you like it. The prompt I chose was " Annie or Jeff calls the other for help with something unrelated to school" . I hope this is something along the lines of what you wanted to read. :)

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Jeff swallows.

His pride figuratively that is.

There was no way around it. He would have to call someone for help. Trying to be all macho had only caused his leaky kitchen sink pipe to further spew its contents and flood the kitchen.

The question is who to call though. The plumber though the right and the requisite man for the job is definitely out of the question. Jeff has just thoughtlessly splurged on some really expensive French hair gel, in a moment of utter stupidity because he was feeling insecure and what to better to cheer you up than overly priced wickedly expensive, completely organic hair care products. As a result, the finances are in a bit of a pinch. Not bad that he is starving and pinching pennies but enough that living mostly on cheap take-out, brown bread and bran is going to have to do for this month.

Curse his vanity. And though he did curse it thoroughly, it still didn’t tell him who to call. Britta was no good as a plumber and definitely not good to an ego that had just seen its self fail spectacularly. She’d probably just make disparaging remarks about how materialistic he was for investing in bed-sheets with a high thread count made from Egyptian cotton. And that California King Bed’s were for aging sugar daddies. (They are not. They are just remnants of his ex-life that he doesn’t feel like letting go of. A man’s got to have something to hold on to from the wreckage of a lifetime.) Worse still, she would judge him till he went crazy over the French hair gel.

Shirley. Really? Is that even an option? She’d probably whack him with her bag and make him call a plumber. Or worse still force him to attend her church meeting so he can share his troubles (can’t afford to call a plumber, etc, etc) while she can glow with the conviction of having brought a new lamb into the flock.

Pierce? No. Just no.

Abed. Jeff doesn’t have the patience for Abed right now. Not when his kitchen is being flooded slowly but surely.

Annie. Maybe some time ago, Annie would be Jeff’s first call because she’d make all the right responses and be generally helpful and kind but now, things are somewhere in the great beyond of awkwardness between them.

Troy? Of course Troy. Troy’s supposed to be the genius plumbing whiz isn’t he?

Troy it is. Jeff nods definitively and quickly types out a text and sends it off. When no reply is forthcoming in the next minute, he makes a frantic call. Water is encroaching swiftly upon his floor. The call goes straight to voice mail and Jeff tries to calm his voice enough to sound smooth and detached and just about bored to ask for help. He would like to think he does.

He doesn’t.

He chews his way through his nails and just when he decides that maybe he’ll have to suck it up and call a plumber and use department store shampoo for the next one month and foot it to Greendale for the next two, the doorbell rings and Jeff answers it with all the anticipation and relief one might have well expecting one’s first born home safe and sound after their first party gone bad.

He opens to door only to be greeted by the sight of Annie all decked out in a plumber’s outfit, complete with the gear and all and Abed holding a camera while Troy looks smugly on. He may or may not have suffered a heart attack but he plows through with what he calls aplomb.

“Annie’s my plumber? But what about Troy?” Jeff questions smoothly. Annie beams and nods her head perkily before marching in to survey the damage.

Troy steps up to Jeff and motions to Abed in squiggly fingers which of course, Abed seems to understand.

“I’m gonna be your host! Jeffrey Winger. Jeff. My man. How do you feel today?” Troy claps Jeff on his back cheerily.

“Play along. It’s for our documentary.” Abed whispers.

“Devastated.” Jeff says blankly.

“I am sure you are Jeff. I am sure you are. A flooded kitchen is a nightmare as you all must know. If you didn’t, you know now.” Troy smiles at the camera winningly. Abed holds up a thumbs up and Troy continues. “As you all know, kitchen sinks are…” Troy searches for a word, brows crossed and eyes glazed. “Unwieldy?” Jeff provides unhelpfully because he’s so annoyed that instead of just Troy, there’s Annie here and doesn’t Troy know Jeff is not going through a good time now.

“Unhygienic?” Jeff adds, a tad too sarcastic, wanting to provoke Troy.

Abed makes a cutting motion and stills the camera. Troy looks like he is close to having an apoplexy.

“Kitchen sinks? What can you do with kitchen sinks? Why did I even think of them?” He bursts into a fit of tears and has to be soothed by Abed. “I rehearsed for so long. So long.” He wails before lapsing into hiccupping sobs. Abed raises an eyebrow at Jeff as if to say, ‘its Troy, what can you do?’ and leads him outside. Jeff doesn’t even bat and eyelash. This is not even close to the level of weird that he’s been privy to at Greendale and with these two. Besides, it serves Troy right, he thinks childishly.

He shows them out of the door and then goes to the kitchen to check on Annie. He has no doubt Annie Edison is capable many things, sometimes just through the force of sheer determination. It’s how she’s somehow lodged herself in his heart and refuses to budge from there, despite his many remonstrances. But somehow, Annie doesn’t strike him as you know, the plumbing type. She’s too neat and precise for a job that often includes surprises of the messy, wet kinds. But all the same when he reaches the kitchen, he finds Annie industriously wrenching away on the busted pipe, with sponges spread out all around to stem the water flow.

“Hand me wrench no.18 Jeff.” Her voice is sharp and focused. Jeff blinks and looks at the tools spread out on the kitchen counter. How do you know which wrench is the no.18 one? Scratch that, what is a wrench?

Annie lifts her head and looks at him from an awkward angle, with plenty of patience, he must add. “It’s the one that’s bright red and looks a bit like a hook.”

“Oh.” Jeff finds the offending tool and hands it to Annie who uses it to twist away with a dexterity he never knew she had.

Annie Edison, Plumber. There’s a pervy joke and irony all rolled into one, tucked away in there somewhere.

“Not to be…uh well, how did you come by this skill?”

“I took a class! Advanced Plumbnometrics. Troy was the TA. I took it as an extra credit boost and discovered that I actually liked it. It’s empowering to fix your own leaky faucets and such like.”

Of course. A class. Where else?

“That’s nice,” he responds noncommittally, his eyes wandering all over the kitchen and finally fixing themselves on Annie’s…butt. Right, he should not be ogling his plumber’s butt, not matter how very nice it looks even when camouflaged by dark blue overalls. Though he’ll admit, it makes a very nice change from admiring someone’s hairy behind. Although, it’s probably very sexist of him, the Britta part of his brain pipes up.

“Ah…so I’ll be…um, somewhere not here.” Jeff does not know what is scrambling his brain.

“No need. I’m all done!” Annie gives the pipe one final wrench, seals the end which disappears into the floor plumbing with some clay and stands up.

“That’s impressive.” Jeff frowns at the sink, expecting it to still somehow spew forth its contents.

“Thanks. It was nothing too hard. Just a simple thing.” Jeff straightens and stares at Annie, who stares back at him, perky and ever so Annie. This is the time when he’d usually offer his plumber a can of beer which they’d both quickly drain before things get more awkward. And then the plumber would leave and Jeff would be left to his solitude which is exactly how he likes things.

“I don’t suppose you’d like a beer would you?” Annie wrinkles her nose doubtfully and Jeff takes that as a no.

Annie picks up all those sponges she’s laid out and squeezes them into the sink to drain them. Then, as Jeff hunts for something for her to drink, she somehow finds his mop and mops up the kitchen. Jeff it turns out as nothing to offer girls who are far too young for him but have stubbornly lodged themselves in his heart anyways. There’s some skim free milk, an energy drink and some wine. None of which Annie will even touch with a barge pole.

“How ‘bout I buy you some coffee? Maybe a muffin?” Jeff turns to find Annie leaning against a counter, just absorbing every detail about his house. His house is where people rarely drop by except for Chang ( Chang is never invited, Chang invites himself) Britta ( earlier, they would hook up, now they watch bad television and get drunk with the easy familiarity of prickly friends). Annie has been here only once before.

“You know you don’t owe me anything right? We’re friends.” Annie says with a grin that’s too perky by half.

Therein is the rub. Annie is back to clinging on to their friendship and Jeff is as always, clinging to his sanity because there are certain things you shouldn’t think about friends and if he were being perfectly honest, Jeff likes her way more than a friend but who is he to start something that he can’t finish? Friendly feelings he might not feel but friends is what they are for now. Awkward friends who don’t hang out much.

“But I do! You fixed my pipes.” That sounds dirty, very dirty in his head. “Its – my kitchen sink is not spewing anymore. You have no idea how grateful I am.” Jeff is pretty much short of wringing his fingers because he has no clue in hell as to what’s going on. After the Christmas Time Incident (maybe he should call it Accident, Disaster, you know, things in that vein) things have been a little awkward. That’s a lie though. They have been plenty awkward. Annie being Annie glosses over it completely like it never happened and talks firmly and constantly about friendship. Jeff being Jeff chooses to completely ignore it all. And it would be just like the ‘Annie Of It All’ Incident, except this time, actually well last time too, there are images permanently burnt into his retina which he can never unsee (doesn’t want to unsee rather). So you see, it’s kind of hard for Jeff to function like his old smooth self in front of Annie, in wake of the recent events that have taken place.

Annie’s face softens and Jeff tenses like he knows what that looks means. Well he doesn’t have a proper idea but when that look comes, Jeff can always feel himself crumble on the inside like a stale cookie and from then on, it all goes downhill because feelings become involved and when feelings become involved, Jeff crawls back into his shell like a frightened tortoise.

If anything at all though, this week’s expenses have taught him that with great power comes great responsibility.

Or something like that.

Jeff decides that maybe if he isn’t manly enough to fix his plumbing, he should at least man-up and face his fears and plug this leaky faucet of awkwardness.

Except, because he’s feeling manly, he decides to run the other way, far away from feelings and settle for something a lot less. It’s what he usually does.

He forces a smile on his face and schools himself to act and behave like a friend. “How about we hang out in front of the television and consume a whole pizza, like friends?”

“I would like that very much.” The look on Annie’s face is a little wistful and like many times before, Jeff feels like a crumbling cookie.

But he’s not going to make a promise he can’t keep.

They hang out, eat pizza and Annie narrates stories about jobs that didn’t go that well and Jeff commiserates over his foolhardiness and vanity and they talk and laugh, and as times passes, Jeff feels warm and comfortable. He would like to chalk it up to the fact that he’s well-stuffed with pizza but it’s just that he’s well-stuffed with good company.

Annie is a friend. A good friend.

Jeff thinks that for now, he can be friends.

Later is another day.

applepips16 @ 2011-09-05T00:15:00

2011-09-04T18:46:25Z

Meme!
• Reply with "Fuck yes fierce ladies (and awesome dudes, too)" and I'll give you four fandoms.
• Write about your favorite character from each fandom.

Meme!
• Reply with "Fuck yes fierce ladies (and awesome dudes, too)" and I'll give you four fandoms.
• Write about your favorite character from each fandom.

deternot gave me Community, X-Men Evolution, Chuck, Harry Potter.

Community - Annie Edison

Hands down Annie Edison. Like I dont even have to think about it. Yes, she's over-achieving, aggravating and that girl in class who always does her homework and aces everything way ahead of time but still, she's lovable, kind, caring and so very human.

X-Men Evolution - Rogue

You can;t help but feel for the girl, dudes. Mystique messes with her mind most of the time. She dosent have family, she is lonely, insecure and so badly in love with Cyclops who is head over heels with Jean Grey, who is everything Rogue feels she is not. And there's that enforced isolation which her powers make her undergo, and also nearly make her insane. Yet, girlfriend soldiers on and somehow manages to become a vital part of the X-Men and most importantly, kick butt and be awesome in the way that she can. Also, her bonding relationship with Kurt is beyond cute. As is the tiny sparks of her romance with Gambit. :D

Chuck - Chuck!

The titular character himself. Sure he's a bumbling, nerdy, spy in training but he's also one of the sweetest characters on the show, genuinely seeing good in everyone and just being such a doll in general. It's no wonder that everyone wants to protect him, depsite the fact that he's capable of taking care of himself. Heck, even Casey can't just off him like any other person. That's just cause Chuck just crawls his way into your heart, and sits there all warm and sweet, even to someone as hardened and tough as John Casey. He's just one Big pile of Awwww.

Harry Potter - Lun Lovegood.

God, Luna is one of the best characters ever. She exisists on another plane for sure, but she's ridiculously self-aware and observant, more so than people believe. And she dosent let her self be bound by anything, which is one of the coolest thing ever, cause really, how many of of us are REALLY, truly open to new belifs and experiences. And I love how dedicated she is to her friends. And the best part is when during Book 7, she along with Neville (another favourite character of mine) hold the fort down at Hogwarts and generally kick butt. I was super depressed when JKR didn't set her up with Neville. They were totally meant to be dudes! We got robbed. :'(

a giant list of ships - OTP's infinity

2011-06-01T19:57:37Z

I'm making a list of all the ships I ever shipped. Why? Cause it's fun.

Hannah Montana
Lilly/Oliver - OTP - Sidekicks for the WIN!
Jake/Lilly
Jackson/Lilly
Miley/Lilly

Notice a pattern? I ship Lilly with everyone cause she's just that AWESOME.

Harry Potter
Ron/Hermione - Umm, OTP like forever. I remember reading the books and thinking from the beginning that there would be something between these two. You dont have antagonistic friendships unless they end in a relationship or actually are friendships. And the latter dosen't usually happen so I figured the first one would. The point is, I squee about them A LOT. Or was that the point? I'm not sure anymore. Moving on.

Harry/Luna - I dont have a problem with Harry/Ginny persay but they never excited me as a couple. So I usually tend to read Harry/Luna instead. Cause Luna is amazing and oddly enough fits with Harry who's so nice and understanding with her. Also, I think that her brutal - to him at least - honesty, really twists up his insides. :)

Draco/Luna - You start reading one fic and this pairing is kind of addictive. Here are two people basically have the same angelic/ moonlit colouring but really couldnt be more different. It's interesting you know?

Dean/Luna - Dude, JKR did ship tease about them, right? Or did I imagine it in my rosy shippy version of the DH?

Seamus/Lavender - One of the most beautiful fics I have ever read has been about them. That alone made me ship them. The fic carves out Lavender beautifully and redeems her if you hated her for coming in between Ron/Hermione.

Neville/Luna - Dear god I was rooting so hard for this to happen. These two just fit you know? Seriously, they do.

Marcus Flint / Katie Bell - I read this one awesome fic about them and then I was hooked. In the context of that fic, the way the author developed them and treats them, you can't help but ship them.

Sonny With A Chance

Sonny/ Chad - She's one Disney lead who I really like. Adorable and all that. :)

Chad/Tawni - Getting two of the most vainest people on the show together makes me feel like the results would be explosive and witty and of course, tinged with some angst.

Sonny/Tawni - Sometimes I swear I do get stray ideas of them getting together. She's mostly like the female version of Chad. Negl, it would work.

Wizards of Waverly Place

Alex/Justin - OTP, nothing much else to say. (Yes, I know the obvious elephant in the room but honestly speaking, can you ever see these two having healthy relationships outside of each other? I dont see it happening cause even when they aren't up to shenanigans ( which is rare to even begin with) their need to be involved in each other's lives is overwhelming.

Max/Harper - OTP. :'( I seriously love them SO much and you know it, you just know that Max and Harper together would be the BOMB. Diggity.

Camp Rock

Tess/Jason - OTP; It just works. It just does. In my head it's like they are the most obvious choice together.

Nate/Caitlyn - fanfic always developed him much better than the movie did (obviously) and honestly, these two would be so cute together. Also in the way of the second bananas usually getting together, they should have got together. Disney really crapped all over this.

Shane/Caitlyn - They are kind of antagonistically, doomed ship kind of awesome who make you want to ship just cause you want your shipper self to cry over them. They're kind of cruel like that.

High School Musical

Chad/Sharpay - Sure I sometimes read Troy/Sharpay but really, Chad/Sharpay is where it's at. They are both interesting personalities who seem shallow but definitely have more depth than that. Also, the few lines that they share, full of UST with a healthy mix of snark and hate. And that has me shipping like nothing else.

Life With Derek

Casey/Derek - They have never been my OTP or anything but really, they just make you take notice and make you WANT/HAVE to ship them cause that chemistry between them really is explosive magnetic whatever. You know, I didn't even like Casey to begin with and Derek didn't sit well with me but against my better reason, I watched and then inevitably, I shipped. *shrugs*

Lizzie/Edwin - Yes, I know they are platonic on the show but I really do like the idea of them together. I just do. They would be the most well adjusted couple ever.

Sheldon/Emily - OTP! My two most favourite characters in the show. They are MEANT to be. And for that very reason, I like to think that Derek/Emily never happened at all. Or that Sheldon and Derek threwdown for Emily's hand and Sheldon won through sheer awesomeness and the force of his cuteness.

Sam/Emily - Obligatory sidekick action ya'll? What else is there to say?

Ralph/Emily - Another favourite character and plus they would be adorable.

Trevor/Emily - They were cute when they were there and besides, Emily is just that shippable y'know?

Gossip/Girl

Dan/Blair - Dude, I shipped them from the very first season and then I lost interest in the show and now they sorta seem to be happening? That was pointless but seriously, I thought they were the only viable couple on the show. Still do.

Jenny/Erik - Yes I know he's gay but dudes, if you see the first episode where they meet, it's like they are setting those two up for something and it seemed really sweet and touching . And they bloody well should have, dammit! Not that I dont appreciate the guy and the issues he has but seriously, I still weep over this pairing sometimes especially considering the fact that he WASN'T gay to begin with in the books. I'm just a thwarted shipper and therefore more ragey than usual I guess over this.

The O.C/ Gossip Girl

Blair /Seth - In my head, they would work and click instantly and constantly exchange snarky, snarky remarks.

Community

JEFF/ANNIE - They are sort of completely addictive as a pair and it dosen't help that they have ridiculously amazing chemistry ever and seriously, Annie would win anyone over. Especially a sometimes douchebaggy - too much product wearing - handsome ex-lawyer. I swear they send me into spasms of delight.

Abed/Annie - It's growing on me. *is sheepish* If Jeff/Annie is no go, which I feel it will be despite my intesne love and affection for it, I honestly wouldn't mind Abed/Annie. They are all sorts of adorable together. And their names start with A. Which is not a valid argument I know but I just had to throw that out there anyways, in case it helps.:D

Step UP 3D

Camille/Julian - Anyone might be thinking who the hell? I'll describe them this way. Take Natalie's asshole but !hot brother and pair him with that cute girl who Moose dances with all over the street. *nods*

27 Dresses

Jane/Kevin - I've watched this movie so many freaking times and each time, I think I ship these two HARDER. I just just love them so much cause they are imperfectly perfect for each other.

The Last of The Mohicans

Uncas/Alice - Their moments were SO brief and yet so pretty (waterfallscene!) and then they were both dead. I bawled like a baby. I really did. they really were just so wistful and so sad and sigh...

The Covenent

Chase Collins/OC - Yeah, I'm not big on OC's but since there was no one to pair this guy up with, I dont mind reading fic about him with a nice OC. He would ahve made a pretty interesting character and honestly speaking it would have been really cool if the Covenant was an hour long TV series with him him as the villain who has shades of gray. (I think I have a strong attachment to him. I cant even figure out why.)

Ekalavya

Harshvardhan/Rajjo - Which is basically Saif Ali Khan and Vidya Balan(OTP!) together and I figure the movie sort of tanked but I think they are my Bollywood OTP more than anything else. Every time I watch the movie, I pay special attention to the few scenes those two have together and by gum I really wish I could see more. But since I can't, I rely on my imagination. Which works I guess.

One Tree Hill

Nathan/Haley - OTP!

Brooke/Lucas - I never did like Lucas/Peyton. Yes I know they were the epic love story to end all love stories but I prefer Lucas/Brooke more.

Jake/Peyton - And the reason I never liked Luke/Peyton was cause I always felt she fit better with Jake. They were super sweet when they were happening.

Psych

Shawn/Gus - I've always watched this show without a shipper's eye. I dont know why. Shawn and Gus got on so well together that's even when they are with someone else, it's hard to see beyond them. And then I realized, that I do ship Shawn/Gus. I don't know in what capacity but I do ship them as something that cannot be separated. like two pieces of bread which form a sandwich?

90210

Jasper/Annie - Yes, I know he's stalkerish and all and he lit Liam's boat on fire but still, I ship them okay? Just dont judge me for my twisted heart and it's shipping tendencies!!

Troy

Achilles/Briseis - I've never been madder at a movie character than I have been at Paris of Troy. Seriously, stupid cant keep it in his pants, skirt wearing wuss. Blergh. He sent Troy to it's death, he sent Hector ( AWESOME IS NOT an adequate representation of this dude) to his death and he kills Achilles under the mistaken assumption that Achilles is hurting Briseis. You moron, those two loved each other! He makes me rage like no one else. >:[

Kasuatii Zindagi Ki

Prem/Mukti - I used to suffer through the show only cause I loved these two. He was the consumate bad boy and she was the consumate good girl and she fell in love first and he fell in love with her later and they never changed who they were for each other and that made me enjoy this couple anymore cause really, reformed bad boys take the sting out of things.

JONAS

Macy/ Everyone - she really is that amazing and I ship her with all the three brothers and Stella too. Though I have a soft spot for Nick/Macy I can still read about her with anyone and not have an apoplectic reaction.

Kevin/Stella - They could have/might have worked and in the few scenes they have together, they do convince you. Well they convinced me and I'm really easy to convince. I think that's what interests me about them.

fic : let sleeping dogs lie, for now

2011-05-24T19:54:41Z

Title: let sleeping dogs lie, for now
Author: applepips16
Spoilers: Set after Paradigms of Human Memory but before the Finale.
Rating/Warnings: T
Word Count: 3236
Disclaimer: My possessions can fit into a suitcase. No space for Community in there cause Dan Harmon already put it in his suitcase. Um, Sleepover Club is not mine either. Also Batman and Disney aren’t mine either.
Pairing : Study Group with a Jeff/Annie slant.

A/N - First community fic ever and dear god am I nervous about it being terribly OOC (CAUSE IT PROBABLY IS) and what not. I did try really hard to keep in characters but then again, I’m not one of the writers and nor do I own their special brand of awesomeness. Should you feel so inclined to leave it, feedback would be really appreciated.

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The evidence is blatantly obvious, Jeff notes with an irrational amount of annoyance as Annie scurries into the classroom and slides into her seat in an effort to not draw any attention.

Like that is ever possible with their group who seem to be way too invested in each other’s lives.

Judging from the few strands of hair out of place, the flushed cheeks, the ridiculously pink lips and most obvious sign, the misaligned button on the cardigan, Jeff can conclude that Annie Edison has just emerged from a make-out session that didn’t skimp on either the hot or the heavy.

The lateness doesn’t go unnoticed by the group. At the best of times, they are nice, kindly people and at the worst of times, they are a bunch of secret whores. They all smile at her, in that knowing fashion which Jeff considers very irritating. He has no wish to know anything at all. Really.

Pierce cuts straight to the chase.

“You’ve been banging someone, haven’t you?”

Shirley is outraged and Annie gasps out an offended ‘Pierce’!

“I think what Pierce means to say is that,” Britta looks around for the right word and finally hazards, “you have a boyfriend?”

“No, I meant what I said. Have you been banging someone?”

Cue the outraged gasps again.

“Someone has to commit that man,” Britta mutters as she glares at Pierce and simultaneously smiles at Annie.

“Never mind him Annie, you tell us all about your new beau. And he better not be leading you down the rocky path to hell.” Shirley does that thing where she switches moods from sweet to down right scary as effectively as a TV changing channels.

To her credit, Annie doesn’t look very offended. However, it’s hard to stay offended you are bursting with news of the romantic kind, so she launches into her story, complete with the butterfly voice and excited hand gestures.

And everyone listens, except Jeff.

Because Jeff doesn’t care.

He is self obsessed and self involved and he doesn’t care who(Annie) made out with whom( Ryan) where( in the janitor’s closet) and why(because he wrote her a love song that actually sounded like one)and how long they’ve been going out( for two months now.)

And yes, he still doesn’t care but he knows that the closet is the scene of the crime even though Annie didn’t say anything because the smell of cleaning fluid always lingers. It has a tendency to. He should know of course. Along with Professor Slater, he’s conducted a thorough study of all the nooks, crannies and empty closets of Greendale.

“He sounds amazing Annie. Do we get to see him anytime soon?” Shirley beams at her and waits expectantly.

Annie’s gaze wavers. Quiet silence fills the room and Jeff inwardly swallows a smirk. Ha, there’s no way she likes that guy. Otherwise she would have no issues showing him off. And Jeff thinks, he can now sit back and relax. Because he’s definitely not going to be subjected to any sickening shows of affection.

“Well, I was going to bring him along but I didn’t want to make things awkward around us and I wanted to check with you guys first. But now that you all want to see him, I’ll go get him right now!” Annie beams and jumps out of her chair and practically skips out of the room.

Jeff begins sulking once more.

“Aww, our little girl is all grown up,” Britta coos.

The group looks at her askance.

“I’m capable of feeling mother-y once in a while. You guys are the worst for doubting my feelings. I have cats and they foster the spirit of parental love.”

The group still looks at her askance.

“Okay, not motherly exactly but I can feel fond feelings.”

The group relaxes and Britta slinks further down into her chair. She’s been trying to be more, supportive and not buzz kill like. And you’d think her friends would want to further her character development but apparently, not.

“Abed, have we seen this fellow before?” Troy questions.

“I believe I might have. I can’t say the same for you all though.”

“No shit Sherlock. Well, how does he look?”

“Are you messing with me? Cause that’s so over-rated.”

Troy blinks.

And then the waterworks begin.

“Why are you so mean to me? You know I can’t understand sarcasm!” Troy wails.

Abed sighs.

“I was just messing with you.”

“Oh yeah, I totally knew that. I was um…messing around too.” Troy concludes shiftily. “Practicing for drama club,” he adds. “Cause um real men don’t cry.”

Jeff has kind of reached the end of this tether. This whole Annie business is jangling his nerves. And Troy’s melodrama isn’t helping things either.

“You know what? Call me when this week’s edition of the Sleepover Club is over so that we can get some real studying done.”

And just like that Jeff is gone.

“It’s interesting that he mentions the Sleepover Club. It’s not normally something I would associate with a main lead like Jeff watching but I guess we all have our quirks.” Abed mentions, gazing at Jeff’s empty chair thoughtfully.

“Is Sleepover Club a name for something else like how Pierce calls his gym a dungeon?” Troy questions, the waterworks all gone now that he is interested in something that sounds like porn movie.

“It’s just a gym,” Pierce assures the group at large. “Nothing kinky going on there. I’m not a freak. I don’t enjoy pain and sexual pleasure together.”

The group nods politely, letting the obvious slide for now.

“So, this Sleepover Club thing, does it involve hot chicks in very little clothing?”

“No it doesn’t. But it’s a good show and I’ll explain this later Troy.” Abed assures Troy and then turns to Britta waiting expectantly.

“What?”

“Don’t you have a sarcastic question regarding his hasty exit?”

“Oh yes, thanks Abed. What’s gotten his panties in a bunch, huh?” Britta questions the group at large, amused at his hasty and abrupt exit. “Or should I say stripey tighties?” She waits for the resulting laughter.

“I made a joke you guys!”

“Yeah, not funny Britta,” Troy says shrugging his shoulders, matter of fact.

“I think he finally realized he was gay,” Pierce offers sagely. “Hearing about Annie’s escapades has made him confront his own feelings and now he’s going to do it with the Dean in his office.

The group reacts collectively with expressions of disgust.

“Good god, you guys will never be streets ahead of anything. You all are so lame.” Pierce grouses. This time, nobody pays attention though.

“I’m thinking Jeff is dealing with some issues,” Abed offers in a grave monotone. More monotonous than is his usual style, which means Abed is talking serious business.

“Then I’d better show him the path to God, it will definitely solve all of his problems.” Shirley trills at the prospect of bringing someone new to her church.

“I don’t think God can solve those problems Shirley.”

“His problems are bigger than God?” Shirley looks like she wants to pray for his soul or something like that.

“I wouldn’t phrase it that way, but I suppose you can say that.”

“Is Jeff dying?” Troy whimpers, eyes huge and lips quivering.

“What? No, he isn’t.” Britta retorts. “Wait, is he?”

"He's not dying."

“Oh cool then.” Troy grins, fears all assuaged.

“He’s old and he probably wishes he had my stamina and fantastic good health.” Pierce crows to once again, no one in particular.

“I imagine our group to be more perceptive than this sometimes,” Abed laments. He’s about to launch into the specifics and quell mindless guessing but then he is cut short.

Annie appears, blushing and smiling, Ryan in tow.

And unknown to everyone, except Abed, Jeff watches Ryan pensively from a distance outside the study room.

There is nothing really to dislike about that kid.

He’s decent looking, he wears a shirt as well as shoes and he looks washed and clean. More importantly, he seems to like Annie just as much as she likes him.

And that is what Jeff dislikes.

“Shirley, where did Jeff go?” Annie questions, when she finally is done with all the introductions. The group has banded together and seems to be subtly interrogating him or in the case of Pierce, unsubtly. For the most part, they do seem to like him though.

Ryan is so perfect in that he seems to be getting along with everyone. He’s able to talk issues with Britta, he’s able to exchange references with Abed and he’s able to trade typical jock talk with Troy. He bonds with Shirley over baking and he’s even able to get along with Pierce. Well somewhat. Because even Ryan is not a saint to be able to handle Pierce effectively.

“Abed said he had some issues that were bigger than God,” Shirley shares in a worried whisper.

“Abed said Jeff had issues bigger than God?” Annie parrots confused. “But what issues can Jeff Winger possibly have?”

“I don’t know. I’m very worried for his soul.” Shirley replies, looking appropriately concerned.

And Annie thinks, maybe the right person to talk to about this is Abed. If there is anyone who knows them better than themselves, it has got be Abed.

After the study group is done for the day, Annie hangs back a little and falls into step beside Abed.

“Hey Abed, can I talk to you?”

“Sure thing Annie. What can I do for you?”

“What is wrong with Jeff? He left today before I could introduce him to Ryan. I mean, I thought things were fine between us but now he seems angry. He didn’t even talk to me today after I came to the room.” Annie’s voice sounds small and hurt and more than worried, she’s sad about the fact that she may have done something to mess up the dynamic between them. And even worse, she can’t figure out what it is that went wrong between them. She and Jeff seem to tread on paper thin glass nowadays and it’s uncomfortable because they went from being good friends to awkward friends.

“I don’t think you’ve done anything wrong Annie,” Abed responds as kindly as he can.

“Then what is it?”

“The problem lies with Jeff himself. He’s living a little bit in denial and coming to terms with that - cause today it basically kicked him hard in the face - is proving to be very hard for him.”

“What is he in denial about?” Annie questions confused. She would not be lying if she did let on that she has a vague idea but she really has no wish for it to be shot down ruthlessly without so much as even a thought for her feelings regarding the whole thing. That is hurtful contrary to popular belief.

But maybe it’s not what she thinks it is. Because Jeff said there was nothing between them. And she is going to din that into her head so that no more awkwardness crops up between them. She pushes her self to think of other things that could be bothering him. Maybe he’s in denial about the fact that he’s growing old or that he’d ever work in a law firm again? The latter does seem plausible. And while the issue did come out of left field, some issues do come out of left field primarily for the reason that they want to wreck your brain.

“I have a good idea about it but I don’t think I can reveal it.” Abed says it as carefully as he can, taking care to let no inflexion enter his voice. But really, he’s sure even Annie has an idea about the issue. She’s not stupid at all. Jeff cannot hide his frustration over things very well. At the same time, Abed has no wish to hurt Annie. Moving on is good for her.

“Well, if you can talk to him about it and make it alright, that would be really cool Abed.” Annie smiles up at him and Abed smiles back ever so slightly.

“If you don’t have anywhere to be, would you like to come back and watch a movie in my room? I’m pretty sure Shirley, Troy and Britta are already there and in the process of driving out Pierce. It will be fun.”

“I would love that Abed.”

Annie hooks an arm through his as they walk down the hallways and towards the dorms.

Abed looks up at the name of the bar before stepping inside and letting the smell of alcohol hit him like a wave. He does not enjoy the things alcohol does to your brain. It does bad bad unspeakable things. But he’s on a mission here. Sort of like Batman. He has to save the day and then go back to his ordinary life.

He spies Jeff sitting at the bar with a bottle next to him and knocking back spirits like they are water. Abed knows this situation like he knows every other situation.

Here the hero is literally trying to drown himself in his sorrows. But since this is serious business, Abed is not going to tropeify this. Some things in real life are bigger than tropes, like a friend in denial and distress. And Abed gets that.

He sits down next to Jeff and just to make himself fit in with the scene, he asks for a Bud Lite and takes a sip gingerly before turning to Jeff.

“How drunk are you Jeff?”

“Hey Abed. You just…you just appeared. Magic.” Jeff slurs, looking at him cross-eyed.

Abed doesn’t need an answer to know how drunk Jeff is. On a scale of one to ten, Jeff has crossed over to eleven.

“Any reason you –“ Abed doesn’t know how to say it so he just points at the already empty bottle, the second half empty one and the empty glass surrounded by a few splotches of alcohol on the bar top which got spilled when eye to hand co-ordination became a bit of a problem.

“No reason at all. Peachy. Cream.” Jeff answers but then blinks in confusion.

“I have a feeling it’s not cream.”

“Indeed. It’s keen.”

“I’m peachy cream keen.”

Abed sighs. He might as well cut to the chase.

“Look Jeff, I know why you are trying to overburden your liver. You are in denial and you have issues regarding your feelings for a certain someone.”

“Huh?” The effort it takes for Jeff to turn his head and process the words alone tells Abed he needs to dumb it down.

“You are jealous of Annie’s new boyfriend.” He says impatiently.

“What? Noooooooooooo.” Jeff draws out the no and then stops, takes a big gulp from his now refilled glass and prepares to carry on.

“Save it Jeff. I know that while you are constantly denying the existence of anything between you and Annie, there is something between of you that matters enough to you for you to be jealous of her boyfriend. You have feelings for her but you are scared of admitting them so you deny them instead. But when she moves on, you are jealous because even though you deny them, the feelings are every real and you cannot come to terms with the fact that you cannot move on as easily as she is able to. It seems to suggest that your feelings for her seem to run at a deeper level. At least that’s what I think it is. ”

Abed tilts his head to one side and considers what he said for a moment.

“Yep. I think that is it.”

“Are you inside my head? Jeff questions suspiciously.

“Okay, you’ve had enough. Bartender!” Abed somehow extricates Jeff’s wallet from his pocket, throws down a few bills which he feels should cover the tab and begins the arduous task of hauling Jeff to the car.

Getting him into the vehicle is not much of an issue and Abed drives around for a bit before Jeff looks sufficiently sobered up. At least as sober as a drunken man can get before the hangover of doom that will hit him the next morning.

Abed knows Jeff will talk soon. Even that much alcohol cannot drown feelings. They have a nasty habit of coming back up as soon as they can.

And Jeff does.

“She gets to me you know?” Right here.” He points at his heart. “And she’s always trying to make me do good things. She’s like the hot conscience I never had. When she’s looking at me with those big Disney eyes, I feel like I’m getting lost in there but I don’t mind you know cause she makes me feel really good about myself when I do what she says and she smiles like I’m a hero. But you don’t mess with your conscience, no matter how hot she is. What if I ruin her? Cause I’m the guy who ruins consciences. I’m a mean lawyer. Lawyers don’t like consciences. And if I ruin her, then I won’t even have a hot conscience friend. And that, that will make me very sad.” Jeff concludes quietly before looking out of the window, his gaze weary and wistful.

And Abed gets this. He gets this and he understands why. Not all love stories have happy endings. Bittersweet ones are very much a part of TV and reality too.

“She feels like you don’t like her anymore. That you don’t want to be friends. She feels it’s her fault.”

“What? When did I say that? I never did. Did I say it?”

“You implied it today when you left before you meet her boyfriend. And you didn’t even interact with her today.”

“Yeah, today. Today was not nice.” Jeff grimaces as today replays it’s self in his head with a clarity that he wishes didn’t exist.

“But I can never not like her you know? She’s Annie.” He says it simply, like it explains everything. And Abed has to agree. Annie is a lot of things but somehow, she endears herself to you.

“Well you should tell her that. Troy tells me that girls like knowing about stuff like that.” Jeff doesn’t respond to this and Abed thinks that after this, he cannot force things anymore. He’s done his bit. His time as Batman is over and the rest is up to Jeff.

So he drives Jeff home, leads Jeff to his bedroom and before he goes, he leaves two Alka Seltzers and a bottle of water on the nightstand next to Jeff’s bed to soften the blow of tomorrow blindsiding headache.

On the way out, he passes Chang curled up on the sofa with a ten gallon hat on and decides that one day; he’s going to document an entire day in the life of Benjamin Chang. The possibilities and adventures are and will be numerous.

The next day, Abed doesn’t get a chance to talk to Annie. But he does see that Jeff consciously goes out of his way to make a sincere apology to Annie who accepts it happily and mouths a thank you to him, all the way across from her seat in Anthropology.

Abed accepts it with a nod and then turns in his seat to face the front and Professor Duncan’s ineptitude.

Maybe all love stories needn’t end on a bittersweet. All a few of them need is a little bit of time before they can blossom into happy endings.

TUMBLR

2011-05-03T17:29:23Z

I got me a Tumblr dudes. I needed a fannish-shippy-graphics outlet.

Community is making me batshit crazy. I'm all over Jeff/Annie as OTP. The last time I ever got so fannish was for Nick/Macy from J.O.N.A.S. Feels good to obsess over something like this. :)

Anyhow, here is the link, if anyone is interested.

Tumblr

I'm finally free!

2011-05-01T20:23:18Z

Day 01 - A show you wish never had been cancelled
Day 02 - A show that you wish more people were watching
Day 03 - Your favorite new show (aired this TV season)
Day 04 - Your favorite show ever
Day 05 - A show you hate
Day 06 - Favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 07 - Least favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 08 - A show everyone should watch
Day 09 - Best scene ever
Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
Day 11 - A show that disappointed you
Day 12 - An episode you've watched more than 5 times
Day 13 - Favorite childhood show
Day 14 - Favorite male character
Day 15 - Favorite female character
Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show
Day 17 - Favorite mini series
Day 18 - Favorite title sequence
Day 19 - Best TV show cast
Day 20 - Favorite kiss
Day 21 - Favorite ship
Day 22 - Favorite series finale
Day 23 - Most annoying character
Day 24 - Best quote
Day 25 - A show you plan on watching (old or new)
Day 26 - OMG WTF? Season finale
Day 27 - Best pilot episode
Day 28 - First TV show obsession
Day 29 - Current TV show obsession
Day 30 - Saddest character death

Day 19 - Best TV show cast

No doubt about it. Leverage. That cast has ridiculous amounts of chemistry with each other. On the whole the group crackles and even when they pair of, they crackle. Special mention for Hardison and Eliot's lovehate thing they've got going on. It's hilarious to see Eliot rage. :)

Day 20 - Favorite kiss

Actually, none. Yes some of my OTP's do kiss but I dont get all in a tizzy about it. I do get into a tizzy when I can spot feelings for each other springing up. Build up to something sends me into a tizzy like nothing else.

Day 21 - Favorite ship

Look, this is like asking me if I want to pull out teeth. There is no favourite ship cause my ships are my kids and asking me to pick one is like asking me to pick which kid I love the most. There is the first OTP I ever had though. The one that got me into shipping and such. Lilly and Oliver from Hannah Montana. Ah, nostalgia.

Day 22 - Favorite series finale

Lizzie McGuire. It ended with a class picture and Gordo getting a kiss from Lizzie, For me that was the actual finale and I disregard anything else after that.

Day 23 - Most annoying character

Susan from Desperate Housewives. No matter what she does, she makes me want to rage like crazy. Cannot stand her and sometimes the extent of my own dislike surprises me. I dont even know why she aggravates me so. The whole show annoys me, but she the most.

Day 24 - Best quote

It's not my favourite quote or anything but it always sticks with me, no matter what. It's from One Tree Hill and it's by Peyton I think.

At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all you need is one.

It always gets to me cause it's so accurate and spot on.

Day 25 - A show you plan on watching (old or new)

Nothing really. I'm already watching what I want to watch. :)

Day 26 - OMG WTF? Season finale

That's So Raven. Apparently, Cody is smoking or something and Raven finds out and freaks and then the show ends? I did not get that either? :( And That's So Raven was one of my favourite shows ever. :'(

Day 27 - Best pilot episode

Chuck. I saw the first ep and I then knew that I was going to love this series. :)

Day 28 - First TV show obsession

Alif Laila. I used to wait for that show like desperately. I was in third standard(1996) and there wasnt much you could watch on Doordarshan in terms of programming back then. Alif Laila was my shizz. (I didnt have Cable back then.)

Day 29 - Current TV show obsession

Um, Community. \o/ :D

Day 30 - Saddest character death

Starscream from Transformers the TV series. Yes, he was the villian who backstabbed everyone but he died saving the kids and me and my brother wept a buckteful of tears. :(

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YAY! I'M FINALLY DONE WITH THIS MEME. Which I started a year back. Yeah, 30 days transformed into 365.

Ahem.

the elixir of life - TV

2011-04-25T17:50:31Z

Now, that I'm home, let's get down to business.

Which means the TV that I have been watching.

I've caught the middle of quite a few TV shows.

a) Dexter - I've seen one episode, I'm sold. I WANT TO SEE THEM ALL NOW. Seriously, if you can make a serial killer a humane(sort of) family man who chops baddies on the side, then you are awesome. I WILL WATCH THIS SHOW.

b) Community - Second season half way I think. But from the current episode I'm watching which involves Zombies, I WILL WATCH THIS SHOW TOO.

C) Modern Family - Second season start. WATCHING THIS.

d) Leverage - OH TO HELL WITH IT. I'M GOING TO WATCH EVERY BIT OF TV I CAN.

I'm thinking by the end of two months, I might end up with spectacles.

applepips16 @ 2011-04-16T18:24:00

2011-04-16T12:55:01Z

big chunk of meme

2011-04-13T07:37:56Z

I'm sure this seems impossible as it sounds but I really dont have a least favourite episode of Psych. Sure they had some middling not so great episodes but never an episode which made me question my like for Psych or the whole point of it.

Day 08 - A show everyone should watch

White Collar. Because Matt Bomer/Bryce Larkin/Neal Caffrey is one charming motherfucker. Seriously.

Day 09 - Best scene ever

There is this scene from the O.C first season. Episode six I think. Any which way, it's the new year's episode. Ryan and Marissa are having some issues and Summer is trying to get used to the idea that she likes Seth. So anyways, in the final scene of the episode, we have Marissa in this party in a hotel room with few others and Psycho!Oliver for company. And Summer is there too with some random guy. The clock's ticking and these two realize that Oliver and random guy are exactly the people they don't want to kiss.

And then it begins. The camera shows Ryan up running hundreds of stairs just to reach Marissa. And the camera shows Marissa looking around longingly for Ryan, hoping he'd make it and wilting under the knowledge that he might not. Cut to Summer who is leaning in to kiss the guy but is not really sure.

The lock strikes twelve and Ryan bursts into the room and Marissa lights up like a candle. The look on her face is absolutely lovely. At the same time, Summer pushes away the random guy from her when she realizes she'd rather be with Cohen. And then we cut to Seth, who is with Anna, who genuinely likes him for what he is.

And all this is accompanied by fireworks in the sky and the most beautiful theme music ever, at least for me. Dice - Finley Quaye. I'm sure I must have played it out wrong here but in my head, it's still very vivid. Especially, the looks of happiness and alternatively despair on these characters faces.

Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving

Ironically enough, Pysch. I didn't like the first few episodes but then I grew to appreciate it and then finally LOVE it. :D

Day 11 - A show that disappointed you

Gossip Girl. It started off well you know, cattiness, brattiness and bitchiness firmly in place. But the following seasons just made me lose interest all together. It felt like it became all together too flighty and not snippy enough. And that tart underside of wistfulness which was there at the beginning sort of went away. Still, Blair/Dan shipper 4 lyfe!

Day 12 - An episode you've watched more than 5 times

Pretty much every episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, because the frequency with which all the English channels here show it, you wouldn't miss it.

Day 13 - Favorite childhood show

Alif Laila! It was bad but it was glorious and interesting and chockablock with Arabian Mythology and gaudy costumes. What's not to like?

Day 14 - Favorite male character

Shawn/Gus. They are practically one anyway, considering the fact that Shawn cannot function without Gus.

Day 15 - Favorite female character

I dont have all consuming favourites as such but I do Like Juliet Burke from Lost A LOT. I dont know what it is exactly I like about her do ask her collarbones. They have magical hypnotic properties. And her kick-ass ness is AWESOME.

Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show

Pretty much any Indian soap. I hate them. I love them. I don't know what to do with them yet I irrevocably watch them whenever I get a chance to. I'm hopeless that way.

Day 06 - Favorite episode of your favorite TV show

2011-04-05T16:37:44Z

02 - A show that you wish more people were watching
Day 03 - Your favorite new show (aired this TV season)
Day 04 - Your favorite show ever
Day 05 - A show you hate
Day 06 - Favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 07 - Least favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 08 - A show everyone should watch
Day 09 - Best scene ever
Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
Day 11 - A show that disappointed you
Day 12 - An episode you've watched more than 5 times
Day 13 - Favorite childhood show
Day 14 - Favorite male character
Day 15 - Favorite female character
Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show
Day 17 - Favorite mini series
Day 18 - Favorite title sequence
Day 19 - Best TV show cast
Day 20 - Favorite kiss
Day 21 - Favorite ship
Day 22 - Favorite series finale
Day 23 - Most annoying character
Day 24 - Best quote
Day 25 - A show you plan on watching (old or new)
Day 26 - OMG WTF? Season finale
Day 27 - Best pilot episode
Day 28 - First TV show obsession
Day 29 - Current TV show obsession
Day 30 - Saddest character death

Psych kind of has this knack for doing all these amazing theme episodes which are pretty much bags full of fun. But my favourite one has to be their Christmas themed episode during season 3. Gus's sister comes down then and she and Shawn have this thing going where they basically can't seem to keep their hands off each other. And Shawn just so happens to be staying over on Christmas eve. So there is this scene where EVERYONE is sneaking around in the night, to do ahem, questionable things and god, watching that montage was absolutely hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing. And I er, laughed till my stomach pained and my eyes were streaming. I think for that very scene itself I love that episode even though I technically love Psych as a whole and asking me to pick a favourite is like pulling teeth. :)

AMAZING. :D

Day 05 - A show you hate

2011-04-03T19:32:34Z

Let me un-hiatus myself by continuing my meme. :)

02 - A show that you wish more people were watching
Day 03 - Your favorite new show (aired this TV season)
Day 04 - Your favorite show ever
Day 05 - A show you hate
Day 06 - Favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 07 - Least favorite episode of your favorite TV show
Day 08 - A show everyone should watch
Day 09 - Best scene ever
Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like but ended up loving
Day 11 - A show that disappointed you
Day 12 - An episode you've watched more than 5 times
Day 13 - Favorite childhood show
Day 14 - Favorite male character
Day 15 - Favorite female character
Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show
Day 17 - Favorite mini series
Day 18 - Favorite title sequence
Day 19 - Best TV show cast
Day 20 - Favorite kiss
Day 21 - Favorite ship
Day 22 - Favorite series finale
Day 23 - Most annoying character
Day 24 - Best quote
Day 25 - A show you plan on watching (old or new)
Day 26 - OMG WTF? Season finale
Day 27 - Best pilot episode
Day 28 - First TV show obsession
Day 29 - Current TV show obsession
Day 30 - Saddest character death

The TV show I hate (which is a really strong term) so therefore dislike is Brothers and Sisters. I cannot stand that show and the entire family on that with the exception of one chick who I think is the step sister or something. My brother used to watch this show and whenever it came on, I would disappear from sight cause watching it made me want to blackout in rage.

Okay, so I hate it.

I don't know what pissed me off more, the family or the storyline. Either way I developed a terrible dislike to anything even remotely connected to the show cause it always came across as ohso WHINY and each family member was pretty much a self-obsessed nutcase.

There, I got it off my chest. Phew.

MIA

2011-02-13T17:37:23Z

This is basically to say that I'm alive but not on the internet.

Cause whenever I get decent internet, I sign up for all these icontests and by the time it's submission time, I have no internet. This is just to say, I'm not skipping out or anything, it just means that I have touch and go internet which means I have internet on my phone which means my web browsing is only limited to ff.net which means I've been reading all sorts of stuff of late for lack of anything else to do or see.

Once the net is certain, I swear I'll haunt this place like a resident ghost.

cross my heart and hope to die.

somebody stop me.

2010-12-25T15:44:44Z

Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you all finds yourselves spiffy this season and have tons of fun and yummy food.

Now onto weighter matters. ;)

I have this terrific need to make a list of all the fic I want to write. LET'S BEGIN.

Ryan/Alexis - From the show Castle. Yeah, if you knew the show you'd know the age difference is tremendous and I have crossed into pedo pervy territory cause Alexis is like 16/17 and Ryan is like 30 something but I am convinced that they would be unrequitedly, angstily awesome. They really would be. Legit.

Barney/Robin - HIMYM. Or more like Barney trying to sort out his feelings for Robin. With the help of Feely the Sharebear. And also leaning on Lily's shoulder while doing so. Cause for some reason, a Lily/Barney friendship sounds awesome.

James/Tawni - SWAC - IDK, Tawni is always in need of love from me. And I guess I want to give her a decent backstory as in give her more substance.

Camille/Julien - Step Up 3D. Which is basically Alyson Stoner with this glorious looking villain cause even though Moose is nice on his own, I cannot see him and Camille together. Also, they have a few or ten years of age difference between them, Camille and Julien that is and that automatically makes me like them. ~~I know you are calling me pervy and crazy in your head~~!

Kanye West/T-Swift - Do not even begin to ask me my reasons for this one. Just dont. Cause even I dont know why I would want this except for maybe because I interpret douchieness as a weird twisted form of unrequited love.

Unrequited seems to be theme right? Again, I dont know why.

Jude Law/ Naomi Watts - So blonde together that they'd be super pretty.

Max/Harper - WOWP - There needs to be more of them. MOAR I TELL YOU.

Yup, I'm done. For about now. :D

mia - still

2010-11-07T20:45:48Z

Still missing in action and probably will be missing in action until December. Sigh. I miss everything, right from TV and awesometastical friends who I can squee with about said TV. ( I havent seen TV in the last six months. Do not ask me how I'm surviving. I just am.)

Being srs bizness is suckish sometimes.

Anyhow, be back soon! :)

MIA

2010-08-06T17:31:20Z

Yeah, I've been missing in action for a while and will continue to do so. Shifted to the college. College and hostel life is fun, even if it's a little odd - like the fact that my curfew is six thirty in the evening. Anyhoo, it is still fun cause it means I'm learning all sorts of nonsense and you can never have too much of nonsense.

I'm doing surprisingly well without the internets. I may or may not have occasionally gone crazy but other than that, I'm good! Hopefully, I'll get my laptop soon and be all connected like.

Until then, I is on HIATUS/BREAK.

Love to everyone who I havent been keeping up with. I will catch up soon. Ta! :D