Facinating

Truthfully I’d just give a Hamilton monologue or maybe belt out the entirety of ‘Satisfied’ as Angelica Schuyler. Possibly both.

If @mackclayton and @edenofcorona ever decided they were in love and wanted to get hitched, I’d have no problem with it. However, realistically I doubt that’d happen. I feel like they would potentially get on each other’s nerves as they are both headstrong and very stubborn.

Mackenize was walking around the festival and was having a lot better time than at King’s Day. She sipped on a lemonade, looking through shirts and dresses, despite Summer ending soon. She fixed her sunglasses, squinted when the sun shined in her eyes and slipped the glasses back on when she stopped Davis. She rolled her eyes as she started walking again after she paid for the dresses and shirts she liked.

Almost certain that Kenzie had noticed him, Davis felt his heart drop as she casually ignore his presence. It was no surprise, but that didn’t mean it stung any less. He peeked up from his bag anxiously as Kenzie drifted further away from him with each step. Immediately, his feet seemed to move on their own as he hastily followed from a far distance.

Nova: And the suit would be tiny to fit me!

Nova: Besides, small but mighty! I can't believe you don't even think I could be like, Tin Man Nova for a day without FAILING! Where's your faith?

Davis: Okay tell me where are we gonna find this custom tiny suit of armor in time for Westerly then.

She felt a spark when their lips met, as if she’d been struck by lightening. Electricity shot to her core as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself deeper into the embrace. Harriet had only been kissed a few times in her life, but none could compare to the one that she shared with Davis; in fact she thought the others quite forgettable, the memory of every touch she’d ever known being erased. She didn’t want to know any other man now that she knew Davis was the one she was meant for. Harriet pulled back the slightest bit, meeting his gaze for but a moment before crashing her lips back to his, pleased when she felt the spark again. Now she was convinced this was real.

By god was Davis tempted to jump atop one of the picnic tables scattered among the vicinity and bellow out the entirety of ‘Helpless’ from Hamilton at the top of his lungs. Eliza Schuyler, I understand you better now. Although their kiss lasted for what seemed like an eternity, it still felt too short to satisfy either of them. Which was fine in Davis’s book because now that he’d found Harriet, they had the rest of forever to be together. There was no rush. He held her hand in his, never wanting to let go. “Let’s go on a date-- right now.” He said breathlessly. “Let me win you a hundred stuffed animals or something.” 

We can make it a karaoke night and everything! That’s always more fun with liquor! Don’t let that ruin cheesecake though!

Oh shit, karaoke night sounds bomb. Please tell me you’re gonna sing ‘What You Own’ from RENT with me. Eh, give it a few years and I’m sure I’ll forget all about it and enjoy cheesecake just like any other Auraonian again. 

Peanut 🥋: I sure as hell hope so. Right? Thanks Peanut, I really appreciate the support

Peanut 🥋: Gods, how did I get so lucky? I mean, you're definitely my best friend, and one of my biggest supporters, and you're really good at looking out for me. I hope I tell you that I appreciate and love you often enough, because I really do.

Peanut 🎨: Hey, no sweat

Peanut 🎨: Whoa, hey there I'm definitely the lucky one here, silly. You do, Peanut-- no worries. I hope I voice it just as often enough as well. I literally have no clue what I'd do without you.

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“I feel like we haven’t caught up since forever.” Davis smiled warmly as he offered some of his dessert to Cosette. The small cafe was bustling at this time of day, but the ambience was welcomed and familiar. “How’s it been? Good, I hope.” 

“Still a z, still good! Ummm… you just look really cute and make people feel bad for trying to ruin your fun? That’s like the same thing!”

“Okay, out with the damn ‘z’ then-- we’ll use Latin. Nulla with a capital ‘N’. You’re an expert at looking cute, but me? Ha not so much.” 

Oh man, Lin-Manuel Miranda came to me in my dreams and we had a really sexy talk about politics and POC representation in media. Unfortunately I woke up to my alarm clock before things could get steamy :(

Pluto, it’s like the underdog of the whole solar system. I still consider it a planet so don’t argue with me on this.