#crygi

[thecollectionsof]

i just want the record to show that i’m so calm and cool and collected about everything

[dayabot]

@thecollectionsof

[itserinwritenow]

you’re not helping. you’re being pretty. it's distracting + comfort + taking care of them while they’re sick (Crygi with sick Gigi please!)

Oh, this is so cute, and I have not written crygi in a hot minute

Out of the two of them, Crystal was the one to usually get sick.

Which isn't surprising, since she was an elementary school art teacher. She was always around many sick kids, during all hours of the day.

Touching the same paint pallettes as kids who passed around bronchitis would do that.

But since she had bronchitis last semester, she didn't even have a cough this time around.

Unfortunately for her spouse, the virus didn't skip their household.

"Everything hurts," complained Gigi from her spot on the couch. She was wrapped in a leopard print blanket that they received as a Christmas present from Jan.

It was a Saturday, so Crystal avoided taking more sick time off from work. They had plans to go to the Farmer's Market that morning, but that didn't work out.

"I know, do you want some Tylenol? I think it's been long enough since you last had some," Crystal said as she got off the couch.

Gigi nodded, "Yes, please, and a popsicle."

Crystal gave her wife a salute, "Yes, ma'am."

Heading to the kitchen, Crystal grabbed the popsicle first. They ran out of her favorite flavor the day before, so grape would have to do.

Next up was the Tylenol. That would be easy, since she left it on the bathroom counter from earlier.

"No, I don't want the grape."

Before Crystal realized Gigi was with her, the blonde was trying to reach for the object in her hand. Crystal would have just handed it over, but she was getting coughed on in the process.

"You're not helping," Crystal told her.

Gigi looked at their reflection in the mirror, "You're being pretty, it's distracting."

Crystal raised the popsicle in her other hand away from Gigi, "Go back to the couch, I will get you a different one."

"Blue, please," Gigi said before giving her a kiss on the cheek and going back to the living room.

Against better judgment, Crystal didn't wipe the kiss away.

[sophrpdr01]

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[missjanjie]

R 15!!!!

15. Crystal/Gigi R. Meet Cute

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Crystal had been running around her apartment complex for nearly ten minutes now, trying to find her cat. He’d gotten out while she was taking out the garbage and by the time she’d noticed, he wasn’t anywhere to be found on her floor.

Eventually, she made her way down into the laundry room and her eyes widened. There he was, curled up in someone’s laundry basket, presumably full of warm, clean clothes. “There you are!” She darted over. “Jesus, how long have you been here?”

Before she could interrogate her cat further, a girl turned around. “Oh, is this your cat? He jumped into my basket a couple minutes ago. I was just about to check his tags, but he just seemed so comfy,”

“I’m just glad he didn’t get out of the building,” she chuckled, scooping the cat into her arms. “Are you new here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.”

She shrugged. “Yeah, I’ve only been here a few weeks. My name’s Gigi.”

“Crystal, nice to meet you… even under these circumstances.” She hesitated a moment, then added, “you know, he really seems to like you… maybe you could come over and visit sometime. You know, for his sake.”

Gigi perked up and nodded. “Sure, here, lemme take your phone and send myself my address, so you have both.” She figured it’d be easier than making her try to text and hold the cat. She tucked the phone into Crystal’s pants pocket when done. “I’ll see you later,” she winked before grabbing her basket and heading out to the elevator.

“Wow, nice wingman-ing,” Crystal remarked once they were alone.

[myrubyshoes]

thinking about season 12 of drag race

[eyeslikewatercoolers]

crygi for fruit stands pleaseeeeee <3

No idea why fruit stands made me think of this plot, but here's a (somewhat chaotic) little crygi meet-cute ugly

"Wouldn't this be the perfect place to meet someone?"

"Like who, the farmer who owns this place?"

"No, like a meet-cute,"

There was a pause between the two women, Gigi continuing to pick out the best cherries.

"What the hell is a meet-cute?" Nicky asked with a raised eyebrow.

Gigi zipped her reusable produce bag before placing it in her canvas tote. "You know, like in the movies? Like when two strangers meet and fall in love?"

Nicky slowly tilted her head, "No, no I don't know that," She looked over the bin full of ripened cantaloupes. "Why, do you want a meet-cute, or whatever that is?"

Gigi shrugged with one shoulder as she looked through the oranges., "I dunno, maybe." she smiled at the thought of possibly meeting a cute girl as they both reached for the same bananas.

Then she and the mystery girl would share banana bread recipes, and then a few years later, they plan a beautiful tropical wedding.

Okay, maybe not exactly like that, but Gigi could still have her daydreams about it.

"Are you good at picking watermelons? I can never get the good, sweet ones." Nicky asked from the next stall.

"Yeah, let me take a look-" Gigi tried to turn away from the oranges, but couldn't get far. She tried stepping away again, but no luck.

At a closer look, one of the chain loops on her bracelet was hooked tight on a screw inside the display. Gigi tried to pull herself away, but the screw wouldn't let her free.

"What are you doing?" Nicky asked.

"I'm stuck," Gigi said in defeat. "I need some help."

Nicky carefully examined Gigi's wrist, looking to see how to unhook the bracelet without breaking it. After a few attempts of unlatching, Gigi was still stuck on the stall.

"There's a hardware store across the street, I'll go get some pliers," Nicky said as she started walking away. "Don't go anywhere," she sarcastically said before finding the pedestrian crossing.

Gigi rolled her eyes, feeling defeated. She looked around at the people around her. The only other person at the fruit stand was a woman about her age with dyed curly red hair dressed in colorful overalls. A taller woman walked behind her, dressed in a leather jacket and tall boots.

"Oh, excuse me," The first woman stood next to her, looking at the oranges. Gigi noticed that she had a light dusting of freckles across her nose, barely seen against her tanned skin.

"Sorry, I'm a little stuck here," Gigi sheepishly said. Embarrassing herself in front of a cute girl was not something she wanted right now.

Gigi felt the woman's hands over her wrist, feeling soft palms and calloused fingertips. "You don't have to help me, my friend is getting pliers," Gigi quickly said, hoping her face heating up wasn't noticeable.

"No, it's okay, I can help." the woman said, before turning her head to the other woman. "Daya, I think there's a toolbox in the truck. Could you bring it over?" she asked, tossing over the car keys.

As Daya walked towards the parking lot, the other woman tugged at the chain. "Okay, how about we pull on three?" she asked.

Gigi nodded, not caring about her bracelet anymore.

"Okay...One...Two...and Three!"

After a strong tug from both of them, Gigi felt her wrist finally become moveable again. But before she could register that, she heard the woman yelp and the sound of fruit hitting the floor.

"Agh!"

Then the feeling of a warm liquid was suddenly on the back of her hand. Gigi felt her heart drop when she saw the woman clutching her nose with a shocked expression.

She was about to muster up an apology before Daya came running back.

"Crystal, what the hell happened?!"

Well, at least the cute girl had a pretty name. But having a tropical wedding future seemed like the most farfetched daydream possible.

[sapphire-to-the-rain]

no because why do I want to write this tangled inspired crygi au because of ur addition,,, the brainworms are real and I will definitely be writing something like it in the next little while if I feel like procrastinating the hockey au more

I just can't get the image of their dumb little not-quite-enemies to idiots to lovers tangled thing out of my head honestly this is ruining my life (in the best way)

not me missing ur ask AGAIN i'm so sorry m but I READ THESE WORDS AND STARTED CLAWING AT MY COMPUTER SCREEN. I WOULD CRY IF YOU WERE TO WRITE THE TANGLED CRYGI AU !!!!! and no EXACTLY the dynamic could be so good . the blorbos could be soooo "crown princess falling in love with the thief who ends up being her rescuer and the one who gives her the freedom she's always dreamed of" if we only try hard enough