#mizchange

[zwritestuff]

For the prompt, does there have to be an AU selected? Because I would love a Mizchange no AU + 1 or 5 + 20. If there has to be an AU then Mizchange 13 + 7 + 2 please.

dear jesus why can’t i write short things?

13. soulmates!au / 7. childhood friends / 2. “fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck this shit. fuck.”

The last memory Brianna has of Monét dates back all the way when they were six years old, with their scraped knees covered in Hello Kitty bandaids and cheeks as red as an apple after playing around the neighborhood all day long. 

As the sun went down, Monét and Brianna had sat on the sidewalk in front of Brianna’s house, eating lollipops in silence.

“I’m going away,” Monét had said, “I have a new house. Mom says it’s bigger than our actual house. I hope we have a backyard, so I can get a dog,” she commented nonchalantly, but Brianna thought she meant she was moving just a couple streets away, not across the country. In retrospective, Monét had also thought she’d be right around the corner.

“I’ll wait for you under our tree tomorrow,” Brianna had replied, wiping the stickiness of her lips with her forearm, giving Monét a big hug as she got up and headed back to her house before it got too dark, or her mom would be worried for her.

That was the last time Brianna saw Monét.

And Brianna faithfully waited under the willow tree they used to climb together for weeks, until her mom sat her down and explained that Monét had moved to New York, and she’d not be coming back any time soon. It broke her six year old heart, but as she grew older, the memories of Monét became fuzzy, only remembering her face thanks to the photos of them together during birthday parties and school plays.

When Brianna got her soulmate mark at eleven, her mother made her swear to always cover it and never, under any circumstance, repeat the words it said. Not because she was superstitious or anything, but because she was scandalized at the amount of swear words it contained. 

Clearly, Brianna broke her promise once she hit her teens and she got the mouth of a sailor. Her teen years were frustrating, to say the least; she winced at the simple mention of the word fuck, and grew exponentially frustrated every time she checked and her soulmate mark was still there.

She got accepted in a college in New York, and her mom had joked that she’d maybe run into her old childhood friend, Monét.  Brianna barely remembered Monét’s face, let alone her voice, the only recollection of her included the old willow tree at the park. She brushed off her mom’s words, because what were the odds?

College isn’t as the sitcoms and coming of age movies depict it, but Brianna isn’t all that disappointed. She has good friends, an okay-ish roommate and good grades. Naturally, she still has a tiny bit of hope on finding her soulmate, since most of her friends have already found theirs. It makes her feel as if she’s third wheeling most of the time, but she finds comfort on the fact she’ll shove them her soulmate on their faces one day, too.

She’s studying at the library one day, trying to put together her project for one of her classes. Communication isn’t as easy as she thought, but she really likes it.

“If my brain doesn’t melt after this, I’m getting blackout drunk. All I want is forgetting about Ms.  Devon cat smell,” she says over a voice note to Blair, rubbing her temples. She had to interview someone from college for her periodism report, and who knew what she was on when she decided to interview the lunch lady.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck this shit. Fuck.” Brianna hear someone complain, followed by the ripping of a paper. Her heart plummets in her ears, and she rolls up her sleeve to check the minuscule tattoo. 

She bites back a squeal when she sees it getting a grey tone, instead of the dark ink that used to be there since she was eleven.

Brianna stands up and walks around, trying to find whoever said her soulmate words, and just a few tables away she finds a girl crumping a paper, looking around suspiciously. Her eyes meet Brianna’s, and Brianna knows she’s seen her somewhere else.

“Brianna?” She says, and is taken aback. How does she know her name?

“You… You!” Brianna blinks, tilting her head. She slowly approaches the woman, who has a big smile on her face.

“Oh, you don’t remember me, do you?” She asks, sounding a little disappointed. Brianna shakes her head. “If I tell you that you promised to wait for me under the willow tree at the park, would you get a clue of who I am?”

The sudden memory hits Brianna, as well as all the forgotten memories from her childhood that included Monét.

“You look so old, ‘Nét,” it’s all she musters, and Monét opens her eyes widely, pulling her shirt down and looking at what seems to be her soulmate tattoo. It’s fading, taking a grey color. Just like Brianna’s.

It takes them a moment to realize what just happened.

“So… you’re my soulmate,” Monét tentatively says, looking up to meet Brianna’s eyes. 

In the back of her mind, Brianna thinks this feels correct.

“Yeah, seems like I am.”

[artificialeliptic]

Awwwww these two

[karmafalling]

Miz Cracker + Monét X Change

[not-so-correct-rpdr-quotes]

Monet: You know, Bob has made some amazing and hilarious jokes in the past.

Miz Cracker: That’s true-

Monet: For example, Cracker.

Miz Cracker: Look here, you little shit-

[kiheons]

Okay so obviously Aquaria cries at everything cause she's an overemotional lil bitch (aka me) but I think monet is also a drunk crier. If someone else is crying aquaria cries too so if monet is getting drunk then its pretty much confirmed that at some point in the night she and aquaria are going to end up sobbing together about some random shit (even if aquaria is completely sober) and Brianna will just sit there like 'what in the fuck am I doing with my life' as she comforts her messes of gfs

This kinda comments on all of them when they drink

Monet is a drunk crier, Aquaria is a drunk hoe, and Brianna is a drunk nihilist. Monet will get wine drunk and cry because “I love you both so much you’re my everything and you’re both amazing” and Aquaria will 100% because of it. Monet is also get wine drunk and watch animal planet and cry about that. Brianna finds them sobbing on the couch. “Are you guys really crying over snakes?” Aquaria looking at her in tears and wailing “They don’t have any arms!” Monet pointing at the TV “he just has to wiggle around it’s awful!” Brianna is like yeah cause it’s snake. That’s what snakes do.  She has to comfort them and tell them its okay, I’m sure he’s okay even if he doesn’t have arms.

Monet either cries over how much she loves her gfs and her friends and goes on this long looping speech about it or cries over random shit. They were once coming home from a party and Monet saw a dog and had to sit down and cry about it for 20 minutes. Aquaria starts taking off her clothes and getting on tables once she gets drunk. Monet and Brianna have to yank her dress back on and tell her that it’s not appropriate to try and tongue kiss either of them while they’re waiting in line for hot dogs. Brianna doesn’t get drunk at clubs or parties. She did once and it was super weird for everyone. In general she doesn’t drink much but Aquaria once watched her down well over 4 glasses of wine in about an hour and then lay on the carpet and mutter about how nothing means anything and we’re all just dust floating in an endlessly abyss one day this world will die and so will we time is meaningless there’s not start or end to anything we’re just existing. Brianna then turned to Aquaria and asked if she wanted to order pizza. To this day Aquaria isn’t sure if it actually happened or if it was just a weird fever dream.

[ging-gum]

cracker: *paragraph upon paragraph of discourse* monet: lmao babe u wylin

[willaska]

i ship craquaria but like not in real life??Like ik that it's never gonna happen,but i love reading fics about them

Yes I feel the same!! Like I like the idea of them but when people screenshot a split second of them looking at each other and go bananas, I can’t do the same

[artificialqueens]

What You’re Looking For (MizChange)- Pisa

(AN): I really loved the idea of picturing Monet and Cracker together, so I decided to try a love story between them.

(Summary): Monet is an outgoing girl who wins over a shy, anxious Brianna Cracker with her charm

All of her life, Monet was considered charming. There was no one that she couldn’t win over with a smile and a wink. Teachers loved her, old people adored her, there wasn’t a person in the world she considered an enemy.

She didn’t have a single care in the world as she walked down the street and smiled at everyone she saw. What did she have to be sad about? Fall was in the air, and with fall came leaves all around her and pumpkin flavored anything. She had on a gold top with black jeans and black combat boots, topped with her favorite jean jacket. She had a matching gold headwrap to pull back loose strands from her messy bun. She knew she looked good, which added to her pure joy.

She went the long route to the bookstore, because she loved to walk through the park. A lot of grandparents sat outside on the benches to read or feed the birds. There was something comforting about them to Monet. They were so wise, they knew what was really important, living in the moment, experiencing nature. There was this one old woman that caught Monet’s eye. She had on a white frilly dress that looked like she owned it for decades, and a light blue cardigan draped over her shoulders. She was reading her book but looked up when she felt Monet’s eyes on her. They both smiled at each other and Monet nodded as she passed the woman. She looked so sweet. Monet felt a connection with her, and with anyone she made friendly eye contact with. It made her feel welcoming and warm. She loved it.

Monet was on a mission, to find a book she’d be interested in reading. She read books all of the time when she was a kid and loved them. Monet wanted to get to that magic of loving books again, no matter what it took.  

Monet made her way into town, past a good smelling pizza place, and into the local bookstore. She abruptly felt like a deer in headlights as soon as she stepped through the door. Monet had passed it a hundred times, but never realised how big the store was on the inside. It was stacked from ceiling to floor with an endless amount of books. Monet felt overwhelmed, she wanted to retreat next door and order the biggest pizza they had, but she knew her goal was too important. She needed to feel young again.

She knew she looked stupid, gaping at the sheer amount of books that were in the store. It was so old fashioned, unlike the shiny, new bookstores like Barnes and Noble. The shelves were made out of a reddish wood hand carved with intricate designs. There were ladders to help you reach the top shelves. It was so aesthetically pleasing.

“Oh, hello dear!” Monet heard from behind her. She spun around to find an old women, much like the one she passed in the park, with a huge stack of books in her hand. “We don’t get a lot of pretty young things like you here, what can I help you with?”

“Hi! I was just looking for a light read. I’m just getting back into reading so I don’t want anything too difficult to get through”

“Well i’m glad you decided to start reading again dear. It’s never too late to find magic from a book again.” The women put the books down on the checkout counter. “Trust me, I would know”

Monet smiled “I was actually missing that good feeling from reading I got when I was a child. I used to be transported to different worlds, not a care at all.”

The women looked at her curiously “I think you should try the second floor” she smiled “There you’ll find what you’re looking for”

It’s almost like she’s speaking in riddles Monet thought as she nodded and headed towards the stairs. The stairs matched the bookshelves, which Monet found very impressive. When she got to the top, she found that it was just as marvelous as the first floor, except a little cosier. The lights were dim and there were bean bag chairs everywhere. It was completely empty from what Monet could see. She didn’t know where to start!

I should go for a romance novel. God knows I need romance in my life from SOMETHING Monet found the romance section near the back, very happy that they were on the top shelf so she could use the ladder. She backed up so she could try and see the titles from the top shelf, when she suddenly felt herself trip and fall backwards right on to her butt.

“Oh My Gosh!!” Monet turned her head to the side to see a blonde girl sitting in a bean bag chair. She got up with a bounce from her perfectly styled, curly hair. “I’m so sorry”

Monet was confused until she looked down at her feet to see the small stack of books that she had tripped on, which she figured belonged to the blonde girl.

“Here, let me help you out” She reached out her hand and Monet took it. She pulled her up until Monet was standing again, face to face with the blonde girl.

“Thanks” Monet said while looking down at the girls’ crystal blue eyes. Up close, her face was even more stunning. She had small features which contrasted with her big, blonde hair.

“I’m sorry, I should have paid more attention, no one’s usually up here” The girl still looked worried. The two were still as close as when they started, which should make Monet uncomfortable, but why didn’t it?

“It’s totally fine” Monet looked down at the books “Are these yours?”

“Yeah, I usually read here every day during the summer”

“You’re here every day?”

“Yeah!” Her cheeks got a little red “It’s a lot more fun than it seems”

“I believe it! I miss reading… “

“Is that why you’re here?”

“Yeah, I get a little bored this time of year”

Oh shoot I don’t even know her name

She stuck out her hand “I’m Monet” She gave a gentle smile that she did so well. She prided herself on making people feel comfortable.

“I’m Brianna” Brianna shook her hand and then tucked her hair behind her ear shyly. Monet found it so cute how nervous she seemed to be talking to her.

“Nice to meet you Bri. So, what kind of books do you have here?”

Brianna immediately got this surprised but excited look on her face. “Oh! Well.. uh… I’m in the middle of this one” She picked up the book she dropped when she saw Monet had fell. “Well, I wanted to read old fairy tales, to see if it was as good as I remember them. I was obsessed with them all throughout elementary school”

“And…”

“They’re even better the second time! I missed so many good metaphors and… “

Brianna paused as she looked like she was trying to find her words. Why is she so nervous? I’ve never made anyone this nervous before…

“So.. uh.. What were you searching for before… you know… I wiped you out?”

Monet chuckled. Good she’s starting to make jokes with me “I was just looking at the Romance section.”

Brianna laughed “Well you fell over the right girls books, I’ve probably read every Romance book this store has to offer, cover to cover”

“Well, which one’s would you recommend?”

Brianna described her favorite ones to Monet in full detail. This Bitch really knows her stuff. Monet couldn’t help but let her mind go on autopilot after a while, watching the girls pale pink lips move and her hair bounce when she did a hair flip over her shoulder. She got so much more relaxed when she was talking about things she was passionate about.

“Thank God I ran into you. I haven’t so much as picked up a book in years” Monet looked around the room. “I can see why you like it here, this place is cozy”

“It reminds me of a castle’s library” Brianna looked around as well

“Yes! You’re so right!”

Brianna looked up at Monet with a warm smile. Ugh!!! She’s so cute I just want to hug her….

“Have you ever been to the pizza place next door since you’re here so often? I walked by it on my way here and it smells amazing”

“I’ve actually never been! But I do agree it smells delicious!”  

“I was thinking about going there after I get my book, would you like to come?”

“I would love that Monet!”

Monet decided on the book that seemed like it was Brianna’s favorite, from the way she talked about it. Brianna packed up all of her books and went with Monet to check out. As the two approached the desk, the woman Monet had met before looked up for a second to see the girls together, and quickly looked back down. Monet noticed her trying to hide a huge grin on her face. The woman checked her out when they approached the counter.

“Leaving so soon Brianna?” The woman smiled at a caught off guard Brianna. “I usually have to drag you out of here at closing time”

Brianna got a little anxious again “Uhh- Something came up” She glanced at Monet and gave a little smile.

The woman let it go and gave Monet her receipt “Come back anytime honey!”

“I will!” Monet wasn’t lying to the woman, she absolutely loved this new found place, and was planning on going back soon.

—

[giovannipalandrani]

who are your favourite mutuals/blog recs?

okay i love getting asked this bc it lets me be s*ft for a minute bc i love all of my mutuals ok here we go @pprincesscut @sharonsgf @bonjouraquaria @alaskaquaria @mizkameron @aqnaria @omgrpdr @currentreigning @dumbtrashqueen @likeuranus @banalananaa @bhavini-suri @jushdid9-11 @witchyaquaria @miralain @mizaquaria @tittiesmattel @club-katya @mizchange @ughquaria @leeloveslasky @knifeears @briaquaria @adoredelqno nd ik this is a bit of an extensive list but i love all my mutuals !!!!!!! but also dont follow nora pprincesscut bc shes mean to me :(

[velouriot]

tagged by @sheaquaria ( 💕) to spell out my url with songs

P - pork soda glass animals

U - undone son lux

N - numb marina and the diamonds

K - kiss with a fist florence and the machine

V - valerie amy winehouse

E - ea sudden rush

L - loveless lorde

O - once upon another time sara bareilles

U - us regina spektor

R - ribcage mary lambert

i'm tagging @ansbr @sleepbian @crochet-you-stay @puzzled-mosaic @currentreigning @christinafaaaye @flowery-trash @mizchange @angelsamwilson

[timefordinnerkatelyn]

unhhh

Tagged by the great @abiandonewithlife

Rule: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs to know them better!

Nickname: Nick

Gender: male

Star sign: aquarius

Height: 5′10 1/2″

Time: 11:21 pm

Birthday: February 3rd

Favorite bands: don’t have any

Favorite solo artists: ummmmm don’t really know

Song stuck in my head: Most winniw the pooh stuff cause of my baby niece lol

Last movie watched: Black Panther, i believe

Last show watched: RuPaul’s Drag Race season 10

When did I create this blog: March this year

What do I post: Drag race and that’s it lol

Last thing I googled: kidnap syndrome lol (was doing a crossword)

Do you get asks: not as much as I would like although i’ve recently been told I seem slightly desperate

Why did you choose your url: cause miz cracker is life

Following blogs: 753

Followers: 404

Favorite colors: red and blue

Average hours of sleep: usually 7

Lucky number: I don’t have one of those

Instruments: kind of guitar, and very, very, very little piano

What am i wearing: t-shirt and shorts and fluffy socks lol

How many blankets do i sleep with: one to wear and one to just have and hold

Dream job: school psychologist

Dream trip: cali 

Favorite food: def tie between bagels and pizza

Nationality: America, born and bred (but i’m italian and irish 

Favorite song right now: I know this sounds weird but I don’t really have one right now lol

I tag @trixya-thunderfuckery, @mizchange, @theonlylasky, @fruit-floral-nut, @biancadelqueen, and @trixiesmattel (I am not tagging 20 blogs lol)

[zwritestuff]

so are we writing mizchange yes or yes

[karmafalling]

wow two biological women from america

[not-so-correct-rpdr-quotes]

(Miz Cracker and Monet in the car together)

Miz Cracker: *shouting at a duck* Hey, duck! You’re no good, duck!

Monet: You’ll never be shit!

Miz Cracker: You’re just like you’re father!

[kiheons]

If we were smart mizchange would be the most popular season 10 ship but alas we're idiots and ship a ship that's a little bit of love and a decent amount of possible hate

[artificialqueens]

Fics posted soon! :)) -Vixen Objects in the rear view mirror are closer than they appear (Craquameron) - Chapter 1 - Saiphl One Wrong Turn (Shalaska) - medusa What You're Looking For (MizChange)- Pisa