Your Queen is here~

Indie Tiffany / nerd au!Totoko rp blog. Multi-shipped.

[queenbeepinefield]

“You seem really unhappy with that, pound cake,” he said. “Do you think anyone outside of theater isn’t great at acting?”

He smirked. He hated seeing her upset, so he hoped some light teasing would cheer her up. 

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“We get lot people who just want to have their 15 minutes of school fame, and I need someone at least cares a little bit about the show…” She hung her head, at this rate she would never get to be Belle.

[queenbeepinefield]

“Why get someone who only cares a little?” He asked. “Why not get someone who cares a whole lot?”

He leaned down to her eye level and smiled, “how about me?”

[queenbeepinefield]

“You seem really unhappy with that, pound cake,” he said. “Do you think anyone outside of theater isn’t great at acting?”

He smirked. He hated seeing her upset, so he hoped some light teasing would cheer her up. 

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“Meh, Cheerleaders aren’t really my cup of tea,” he said. “They’re too easy. Just be popular, or on the football team, and they’ll basically jump on you. I like more of a challenge.”

He flashed a smirk at her at his last sentence. 

He stood up and walked over to her, “so, what play are you guys doing this year? Your last one was great, but the male lead sucked. What was his name? Farto?”

[bracefacepinefield]

“Beauty and The Beast…”  She replied “and Fargo is still getting over some stage shyness so we’re a bit at a loss for who can play Beast,” she lamented out loud letting her arms to the side.

[queenbeepinefield]

“A classic,” he said. He frowned as he watched her arms fall to her side. That was never a good sign.

“Don’t you have more theater guys to play the beast?” 

[queenbeepinefield]

“Meh, Cheerleaders aren’t really my cup of tea,” he said. “They’re too easy. Just be popular, or on the football team, and they’ll basically jump on you. I like more of a challenge.”

He flashed a smirk at her at his last sentence. 

He stood up and walked over to her, “so, what play are you guys doing this year? Your last one was great, but the male lead sucked. What was his name? Farto?”

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“Haha, made you blush!” He chuckled. 

He spun around and sat down in one of the audience chairs, “Odette, I’ve been visiting the theater ever since you joined it. Actually, don’t you remember those plays we had when we were kids? Everyone had to join them. I usually got the male lead of course.” He puffed out his chest, like a chicken flaunting its feathers. 

“I think I did pretty well,” he said. For the most part he had, but he would always mess it up by teasing the Pinefields that were on stage with him, making them mad and making them break character. He usually got into trouble over it, but he never cared. He just wanted to have fun.

Back then all it took was a wink for the Pinefield girls to swoon and be his friend again. Now that they were older, they were used to it and usually ignored him. Sometimes he could get under their skin and make them mad, which made him laugh. 

[queenbeepinefield]

“Hey there, pound cake,” Timothy greeted the eldest Pinefield as he poked the sides of her stomach.

The jock had decided to visit Oddie while she was in her drama club. It wasn’t unusual to see him there, so the other drama members didn’t give him a second glance (well, the male ones anyway).

“What cha working on now?”  

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[bracefacepinefield]

Odette let out a little squeak when her sides were poked before looking at the taller boy with an irritated little pout as she folded her arm “We’re deciding on bits for our improve showcase, for your information,”

[queenbeepinefield]

“Oh really?” He said, smirking at her pout. “I thought improve was suppose to be in the moment. I thought you weren’t allowed to practice ahead of time.” 

He reach his hand forward and gently grabbed some of her hair, twisting it in his hand, “is my little pound cake cheating?” 

[queenbeepinefield]

“Hey there, pound cake,” Timothy greeted the eldest Pinefield as he poked the sides of her stomach.

The jock had decided to visit Oddie while she was in her drama club. It wasn’t unusual to see him there, so the other drama members didn’t give him a second glance (well, the male ones anyway).

“What cha working on now?”  

@bracefacepinefield

[queenbeepinefield]

Tiffany’s male headcanons

Name: Timothy. 

Interests: Football, popularity, being remembered, picking on the Pinefields. 

Club: Captain of the football team.

Looks: Basically a younger looking version of Fighting Yowai, but without the freckles (until summer time). 

Personality: Like Tiffany, Timothy seems like a nice guy on the outside, but inside he can be snarky and mean spirited. Just like her he cares about being popular and the center of attention, but unlike her he can interact with the Pinefields without worrying about it lowering his reputation. The way he acts around the Pinefields is like how a grade school kid would interact with girls; by teasing them. 

Since he’s known the Pinefields ever since they were kids, he knows just what to say to get under their skin and mad at him. There’s one Pinefield he teases the most; Odette. He calls her “Pound cake” and pokes her sides while doing so. No one knows why he picks on her the most, but there are some theories. 

It often shocks people when they find out he’s single. With his good looks and being the captain of the football team, he could have any girl he wanted. When asked why he doesn’t date anyone, he often replies with, “there’s a girl I’m waiting for,” but doesn’t expand on it.  

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

[queenbeepinefield]

“It is not,” she retorted. “A nerd is your label, what you want to be. Calling someone mean is just rude.” 

Being a nerd is what he wanted to be, right? After all he did dress and act like one. If he wanted to be popular like she was, then he would act like it, so what was the harm in asking? 

[bracefacepinefield]

“I never ‘wanted’ to be a nerd,” Orson clarified “I just do what makes me happy, and dress in what’s comfortable, and someone somewhere deemed that nerdy….and I was fine with that I would much rather be a happy theater nerd than a miserable cool kid,” he adjusted his glasses and 

[queenbeepinefield]

“Hmm,” Tiffany hummed as she thought his words over. He didn’t want to be popular? He was fine being…normal? That sounded like nonsense to her. Almost as much as the math equation in front of her did. 

She needed a break.

Putting her pencil down, she stood up and smiled, “we’re taking a break.” She declared, “and on that break–” she smirked as she looked down at him, “–we’re going to give you a makeover.” 

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

[queenbeepinefield]

“It is not,” she retorted. “A nerd is your label, what you want to be. Calling someone mean is just rude.” 

Being a nerd is what he wanted to be, right? After all he did dress and act like one. If he wanted to be popular like she was, then he would act like it, so what was the harm in asking? 

[bracefacepinefield]

“I never ‘wanted’ to be a nerd,” Orson clarified “I just do what makes me happy, and dress in what’s comfortable, and someone somewhere deemed that nerdy….and I was fine with that I would much rather be a happy theater nerd than a miserable cool kid,” he adjusted his glasses and 

[queenbeepinefield]

“Hmm,” Tiffany hummed as she thought his words over. He didn’t want to be popular? He was fine being...normal? That sounded like nonsense to her. Almost as much as the math equation in front of her did. 

She needed a break.

Putting her pencil down, she stood up and smiled, “we’re taking a break.” She declared, “and on that break--” she smirked as she looked down at him, “--we’re going to give you a makeover.” 

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

[queenbeepinefield]

“It is not,” she retorted. “A nerd is your label, what you want to be. Calling someone mean is just rude.” 

Being a nerd is what he wanted to be, right? After all he did dress and act like one. If he wanted to be popular like she was, then he would act like it, so what was the harm in asking? 

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

[queenbeepinefield]

“Well, you’re not the worst one,” she muttered. She shuddered at the thought of Juicy–in all his hyperness–running around her room. He’d probably destroy some, or maybe lots, of her things. Though Todd might be the better choice since he actually hung out with the popular kids (even if he was just used by them).

After a moment she suddenly asked, “what happened to you, Orson? How did you turn into a nerd?” 

[bracefacepinefield]

Orson was a little bit surprised at the question if not a little offended by it’s. He ran a hand through his hair as he thought about it. Around the time Tiffany and he started to grow apart Orson had just joined the community theater as a shy 12-year-old. “Iii guess when I joined the theater, and I started getting friends of my own that liked me…how did you get so mean?” he asked back, unable to hide the bite in his tone.

[queenbeepinefield]

Her eyes widen and she let out a gasp, “excuse me?!” How could he ask such a thing?! She was always nice! “What has gotten up your butthole and died?” 

She huffed and crossed her arms, clearly offended by his comment. 

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

[queenbeepinefield]

“Well, you’re not the worst one,” she muttered. She shuddered at the thought of Juicy--in all his hyperness--running around her room. He’d probably destroy some, or maybe lots, of her things. Though Todd might be the better choice since he actually hung out with the popular kids (even if he was just used by them).

After a moment she suddenly asked, “what happened to you, Orson? How did you turn into a nerd?” 

[queenbeepinefield]

Study nightmare

“Uggghhh, this sucks!” Tiffany whined. She was seated at the table in her bedroom with books opened halfway, and a few sheets of paper. The work wasn’t what she was complaining about. Well, maybe it was a tiny bit, but the biggest thing she was complaining about was her study partner, sitting across from her with his own book; Orson Pinefield.

“Why couldn’t we just pick our own partners?” She asked. The teacher had picked pairs for everyone to study for the big finale coming up. They even had to get their parents to sign a paper stating that they actually did it, or else their grade on the finale would get cut in half. 

Luckily for her her friends understood that she had no choice in the matter, so even though she had to hang out with Orson until the finale, her reputation wouldn’t go down. 

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[bracefacepinefield]

"Why are you naked?!" Tiffany screamed. She had entered the flower shop, expecting to see lots of pretty, colorful flowers for sale. Instead the first thing she saw was a shirtless male behind the counter. -Tiffany. Mean and green,

Before this frantic man could answer her to large vine came from the back room and pulled the man back with a growling voice saying “Not so fast now~” as they wrapped around the man and yanked him back. @queenbeepinefield

[queenbeepinefield]

“Boney?!” She shouted. She glared at the monster as hard as she could. She slapped the vine to the side and marched over towards him. “Look here, bub, I am not boney! I am the perfect weight for someone my age and gender!”

She huffed and crossed her arms, turning away, “lots of guys like my body type. I guess I shouldn’t be surprise that an overgrown weed wouldn’t understand.”

All the fear she had felt before was now gone, replaced with pure anger. She was not boney. She was beautiful, loved, and perfect! She wasn’t going to let one little man plant make her feel ashamed of her body!

[bracefacepinefield]

Oh this girl was a riot! Orson couldn’t help at laugh at her reaction, his leaves ruffling a bit as chortled “Touch a nerve did I?” the monster plant snorted a vine teasingly trying to lift the girl’s skirt, mostly to see her reaction.

[queenbeepinefield]

“Ahh!” She let out a high-pitched scream as she felt her skirt being lifted. She quickly pulled it down and slapped the vine. 

“What kind of pervert are you?!” She yelled, “don’t you know how rude and disgusting it is to do that to a girl?!” 

Before she could stop herself, she pulled her hand back and slapped the monster’s face. “Learn some manners!” 

[queenbeepinefield]

Itchi sighed as he waited in the front office, waiting on whoever it was that was going to be his eyes,after Anthony had caught the goth almost falling down some stairs he took him to the office especially since Itchi didn't want to interrupt his boyfriend busy schedule, really he was planning on seeking off when he left but Anthony knew this so he asked a teacher to sit with him until someone came to get him.

"I'm here~" Tiffany happily called as she opened the office door. A teacher had asked her if she wouldn't mind being the eyes to a blind student. She agreed. After all, it was her duty as a student to help the less unfortunate in anyway she could. Plus it might help raise her reputation up even more.

[bracefacepinefield]

"Why are you naked?!" Tiffany screamed. She had entered the flower shop, expecting to see lots of pretty, colorful flowers for sale. Instead the first thing she saw was a shirtless male behind the counter. -Tiffany. Mean and green,

Before this frantic man could answer her to large vine came from the back room and pulled the man back with a growling voice saying “Not so fast now~” as they wrapped around the man and yanked him back. @queenbeepinefield

[queenbeepinefield]

“Boney?!” She shouted. She glared at the monster as hard as she could. She slapped the vine to the side and marched over towards him. “Look here, bub, I am not boney! I am the perfect weight for someone my age and gender!”

She huffed and crossed her arms, turning away, “lots of guys like my body type. I guess I shouldn’t be surprise that an overgrown weed wouldn’t understand.”

All the fear she had felt before was now gone, replaced with pure anger. She was not boney. She was beautiful, loved, and perfect! She wasn’t going to let one little man plant make her feel ashamed of her body!