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Zander Day + Pink Aesthetic
@notverymimsy

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"You don't like the game, because you suck at it."
âThereâs just no strategy to it!â He argued, dropping his controller in his lap, âI stand by what I said: Mario Kart is the worst game ever invented.â
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The pleasureâs all yours...
âGuess whoâs an official resident of Upland, now? Me! Thatâs right! Whattup, bitches?â Felix breaks into a ridiculous dance and song, âIâm living in Upland, Iâm living in Upland, Iâm living in-â He gasps and nearly knocks over a lamp when he sees someone in the kitchen doorway. âFuck, uh, hi, you didnât see any of that, right? Do you live here?â He gestured to the house around him, âItâs a pretty sweet set-up, but Iâm getting my own place.â
Oh Oh Oh Itâs Magic |AU|
The phrase âmagicianâs assistantâ often evokes images of busty ladies in glittery leotards and fishnet tights. Charlie was not a busty lady nor did he wear tassles of any kind, but he was a magicianâs assistant and he was fucking good at what he did. He could do slight of hand, he could fold himself up and pretend to be sawed in half, he could disappear, but most impressively he could read minds.Â
The only trick he and the Spectacular Cyrano that wasnât actually a trick was the amazing all-knowing puppet. A puppet that could be asked any question about any person in the room and would know immediately the answer. The right answer. Of course, it wasnât the puppet. It was Charlie voicing the doll since he didnât talk during the show and his voice wouldnât be recognized. They were the highlight of their traveling circus by far, world-famous and criticially acclaimed. Because no one knew how it was done. Cyrano and Charlie insisted it was a magic puppet, but they were the only ones who knew about Charlieâs strange ability.Â
After one of their most spectacular shows where the puppet correctly guessed the color of the Presidentâs underwear, Charlie was going to go and explore the rest of the carnival before turning in to his trailer for the night. Donned in ordinary clothes now- black jeans and a denim jacket- he blended in great with the rest of the crowd as long as the giant posters displaying his face were ignored.Â
He entertained himself more by watching the ordinary people than his coworkers. When you travel with the same eccentric family for a year, you start to become more fascinated by the normal. Besides, reading minds meant he always had an opportunity to win a little money. Street magic. Heâd gathered a small crowd around him as he started a simple, but impressive card trick and when he went to inspect peopleâs thoughts to see who was amazed and who was skeptical, he locked eyes with someone who was silent externally and internally. Temporarily shaken, he finished up his illusion quickly, dismissed the crowd, and caught up with the brainless stranger. âDid you like that? Are you a fan of magic?â

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Only Exception || Zassie
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Now that UTR was becoming more popular and started touring, it made Cassieâs relationship with Zander a little harder, but not impossible. She would make it out to their concerts as often as possible and Cassie planned on going on tour with them at some point.
During their first concert of the tour, Cassie wanted to be there. Not only that, but she wanted to be in the front row with the fans. She loved being among the people that made her best friends popular. Once they really got going, Cassie could feel the excitement from the crowed and it got her more excited though her eyes stayed on Zander.
When Tansy decided to step back and let Zander sing, Cassie looked at him a little confused since she knew how this usually went. The song that was about to be performed was usually sang by Tansy like most of the songs. She couldnât complain though since she loved her boyfriendâs voice so she settled in for a nice song.
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Charlie wasnât expecting anything from Zander when they finally were alone in the birdâs apartment after a tiring, but amazing day of band practice. They were working on getting their first tour underway, just the four of them in Dannyâs van heading all the way up the west coast to Canada and then back. It would be small and budgeted and by no means glamorous in anyway. But he was doing it with his two best friends and his boyfriend.
He had no idea his night could get any better, but then Zander was forcing him onto the couch and giving him a bowl of strawberries- his favorite fruit. âThis is so sweet. Ha, literally.â He popped one berry in his mouth and chewed happily before leaning over and giving Zanderâs cheek a close-mouthed kiss.Â
He thought fruit and cuddles was gonna be the end of it, but then Zander was down on one knee in front of him with what looked like a small pokeball in his hand. Only, when he opened it up, there was just a shiny ring inside.
âWhat?â Charlie breathed out, unable to tear his eyes off of the ring. He wasnât stupid, he knew what was happening, but he just didnât understand why it was happening. And to him, of all people.
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Witness |Circe & Zander AU|
Circe didnât have to step any closer to the man to kill him despite his large mass and his large will to live. One throw of her dagger was enough to take him down. It flew swiftly across the ally and into his shoulder, a small red stain instantly forming on his tunic. He sneered, pulled the blade out, and stupidly assumed that the assassin didnât have any tricks up her sleeve.Â
With a snap of her fingers, the wound on her target began to fester as if it was weeks old and infected. She pinched her thumb and pointer finger together before slowly pulling them from each other- at the same time the deep cut spread to a large gash across his torso. The smirk on her face indicated that she found pleasure in the slow, painful way she finished up this assignment. With a bit more magic, the man was just another empty shell, void of a life that she had stolen. A job well done was also more satisfying when she managed to keep her hands clean the whole time. She stalked over, picked up her dagger, and used a handkerchief to wipe it clean. After standing straight, she turned to walk out of the ally as if nothing had happened. Circe even had every intention of stopping at the bakery for a fresh, warm roll.
However, a silhouette stopped her from moving any further and she tutted. âOh no... I really wish you hadnât seen that,â she told the stranger with a pout as she stepped forward towards him.Â
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