#☆ int. zeynep türkmen

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📲 Zzee 🦸

CJ: hi vegas is 🪡 gr8

CJ: im guna q 4 dmv der is big line ⬇️🏙️

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

[rcmandaniels-archive]

→ sinners & saints event, the peak seasons hotel, february 17th 2024. closed for @zeynepxturkmen

It had taken a better part of fifteen minutes for Roman to actually believe that this event had some sort of freebie arrangement hosted by the sex shop. At first, he thought the conversation had been some sort of joke, then as they continued to insist upon it, the bassist thought Ophelia had paid them to set him up somehow, just to see her brother get potentially riled up with such a silly subject matter. “But surely that’s just —,” Roman shook his head, making a slightly dramatic step back, almost trodding on someone’s toes. “Sorry,” He turned to apologise to her, “Just…the conversation about the alleged…gifts, that Condom Sense is providing got a bit enthusiastic. But surely it’s all bollocks right?” He was now addressing the stranger he almost stood on, wanting to hear what she had to say about it all.

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📲👥 "seb stop changing the name"

Phoebe: number one bc priorities, permission to change the name to something related to taylor's new album 🥺 Phoebe: okay number two, if hypothetically the fuck buddy you have who you're like in love with told you when you were on a break that he slept with someone else but thought of you the whole time...is that a compliment? and what do you think he means by that? Phoebe: also also, hypothetically you also have plans with said fuck buddy the weekend after valentine's...that means nothing right? Phoebe: also also pray for my men paul mescal and andrew scott when this fucking album drops ☆ @zeynepxturkmen ☆ @sebvora

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She couldn’t help but giggle at the image of Zeyno, all dolled up with a banner, hanging around the airport arrivals. “You make yourself sound like an Uber driver!” She pointed out, briefly wondering, in the hypothetical world where you got ratings on your skills in the bedroom, what hers would be. Once upon a time, Foster rated her ‘off the scale’ but that was immediately after it happened, so she took that with a grain of salt. But she had no doubt in mind her friend truly was a ten out of five. At Luke’s news, she bounced excitedly on her feet. “Oh really?! That’s awesome! I should bake him a cake…no I can’t bake, he’d think I was insulting him. Oh, I could buy him a cake though, commission like the most badass cake this town has ever seen!” She rambled eagerly. 

“Well, don’t expect me to come and declare my love for you on New Year’s Eve,” She retorted affectionately. “Yeah it’s going better than I expected. I mean, we had to go off-tangent, because of Jake Gyllenhaal, but we’re back on track. But I agree with Folklore, though she has a dash of Lover in there too.” She mused. Her smile tightened. “Of course,” Phoebe lied. She didn’t want to get into it, how she considered love to be conditional, and once she served her purpose or no longer reached those conditions, it didn’t count anymore. “Right, I’m freezing. How about we go get a hot drink? I think Hot Cocoa Stop is parked up the street today.” It was an abrupt change of subject, but she hoped Zeyno would take the hint. 

@zeynepxturkmen

Zeynep grinned proudly. "What can I say? I'm a great choice to be a part of the town's welcoming committee. I get ten out of five star ratings." And it helped take her mind off of things she'd rather not think about. Especially people she'd rather not think about. Okay, yes, if you're rude, there was a word for it. However! The writer simply likes to believe that she's liberated and living her live freely, causing great inspiration for her stories. She would rather live her life to the fullest and face judgement than never live her life at all and be everyone's cup of tea. "Oh, absolutely. She gets it from me. The cuteness, obviously." And the chaotic demon side as well, clearly. "Ugh, Jessie is a queen and I tear up every time I hear 'When She Loved Me'." Okay, granted, it reminded her of a certain blonde, but that is neither here nor there to talk about. She smiled softly at she thought about her son. "I will, yeah. I think he'd appreciate hearing that from someone else aside from me. Did I tell you that he might be able to start his HRT when he's sixteen? We've been talking with his doctor and I've been saving up money for it. He's really excited."

She playfully gasped at Phoebe's words. "Oh, you didn't see nothing; I'm about to go full Meg Ryan right now to prove just how wrong you are, Phoebe dear," she threatened joking, bumping her with her hip and grinning brightly. "Come on, it's iconic and you love it. It's an honour to be the Sally to your Harry, babe." She blew a kiss at her dear friend. Happy that if anyone understood how ridiculous she can be and shot back that ridiculousness in return, it was Phoebe. "Sounds perf, babe." Nodding, her eyes widened. "Well, shit, how's that going? She's always struck me as a Folklore-Evermore with a hint of Red girlie. Though give her a moment before All Too Well; We don't wanna break her just yet." She held her hands up. Completely not convinced. "You realize that people can love you without some ulterior motive or being influenced by someone or something else, right? But, alright, fine. They're just your boss and boss' partner." Again, not convinced in the slightest bit. ||👾@phoebeyates

[cjwelford-archive]

In between the endless coaster riding with Atlas, CJ needed a water and bathroom break, leaving the other man to his own devices for a bit, promising to meet him back at the line for the big loop-de-loop near the gate. He was crossing over when Zeynep accosted him, grinning when the elephant’s trunk nudged his arm. “Good day sir…ma’am…er, your highness?” He glanced at his friend questioningly, completely forgetting any appropriate gender neutral terms, but a royal one seemed best. His smile quickly turned into a nose scrunch at her continued questioning, unsure if he was actually allowed to joke about the marriage even though the drama surrounding it more or less settled down. “Iunno, we’re not joined at the hip y’know. And we still only have our own last names…wait, are you asking me or did the elephant?” He glanced between Zeynep and the stuffed toy, unsure who to address. “Also like…wouldn’t it just be Welford-Vora, ‘W’ comes first in the alphabet.” 

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

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Part of Zeynep was still wrapping her mind around the whole Welford-Vora Vegas wedding. On one hand, out of all of her friends that would do that, it makes perfect sense that it would be those two. On the other hand, however, Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ, what the fuck? What the fucking fuck? There was a difference between not being surprised over the idea of it happen, and then being completely surprised over it actually happening. Yet, whatever they decided to do in the end, she supported them. All she wanted was for CJ and Seb to be happy. Whether that was giving marriage a try or annulling the whole shit and using it as a ha-ha funny story in the future. Seeing one of the newlyweds and carrying a stuffed elephant she won, all three kids off with friends on rides, she bounced on over to her own friend and lightly tapped his head with the elephant's trunk. "Hey there, Mr. Welford-Vora! Where's Mr. Vora-Welford? I was hoping to catch a glimpse in the whole newlywed bliss you two got going on."

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The variations of names threw CJ through a loop, head unable to keep up with them all. “I mean…we’re just CJ Welford and Seb Vora still. I…are we supposed to change our names?” It seemed redundant considering they were supposed to get said marriage annulled as soon as possible. “Look dude, we’re handling it. I mean, y’know Meg would have had to fight Everly and Lydia for the flower girl spot? Not that their mom is too happy with me either.” The more times the lifeguard had to break the news, the more the lifeguard realized just how many people were in his life that he could disappoint. He let out a heavy sigh. “I’m so sorry, man.” 

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

"Well, they got tentacles, soooo..." A coy smile grew on their lips. Hoping that the other would remember their love for tentacles so that they wouldn't have to explain their joke to him. However, his quietness on the other line soon left them to become serious. The businessowner sitting up, eyebrows furrowing, and soon about to ask what was wrong. That is, until he beat Hero to the punch. "... Oh." Their dark eyes widened and their mouth was dropped slightly. Frankly, if anyone were to get drunkenly married in Vegas (aside from yours truly, of course), it shouldn't be surprising that it was the two. Yet, they were shocked. "I... Wow. Um... Do I call you CJ Vora now? Or do I call Seb Sebastian Welford? Or is it a hyphenated sitch? Vora-Welford? Welford-Vora? Velford? Wora? Meg's gonna kill you two for not letting her be y'alls' flower girl, just so you know." ||👾@cjwelford

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“Are they nice?” CJ questioned, not even daring to pronounce the name himself, deciding he’ll only learn it if Hero absolutely required him to. He sat up on his bed, glancing over to double check his door was closed. There was not really much privacy between the roommates but, with how things had been, he didn’t want to risk either Jeanie or Seb overhearing. As they listed all the potential shit the two men could have gotten into, CJ couldn’t help but admit to himself all those ideas sounded cool as hell, and would probably be better well received than the actual idiotic decision they made, his eerie quietness when Hero inadvertently guessed correctly extremely telling. “I mean…the polaroid is blurry as hell, so Iunno if it was Elvis exactly but..uh..yeah.” 

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

"Cthulhu, my true love," they said. Knowing that with their luck, the fictional creature probably was their soulmate. With the twins working on homework at the kitchen table and Meg working on her own schoolwork in the living room, Hero moved to their bedroom so that they could talk and not disturb their kids while being on the phone. An eyebrow raised up as their interest piqued. "What do you mean you two fucked up? What, did you guys robbed a casino while on a bender? Accidentally become associated with a local mob a la The Cleaning Lady-style? Did you both individually accidentally joined warring mobs? I mean, the least horrible thing is if you guys pulled a me and got married by Elvis." The chuckled as they mentioned the last part, sitting down in their papasan chair and grabbed one of their Killstar Kreeptures stuffies to play with while waiting. ||👾@cjwelford

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Lying on his bed, catching peanuts in his mouth, seeing Hero’s Caller ID flash brought a small smile out of CJ. “Sup dude?” He asked greeting as he answered, letting out a chuckle as they expressed their frustration with his texting. He liked the way he texted, it was efficient. The emojis were there to be used. “Who-lu?” He asked, frowning at the reference, mind immediately trying to think of the last texts he sent the comic book store owner. Then he felt his heart deflate in his chest. Ah, Vegas. “Oh…yeah, it doesn’t matter anymore, man. I just…I fucked up, a little bit. Seb and I both did but like, it feels like this one is mostly on me.”

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

"... Ne?" Hero's brows furrowed tightly once they read the text messages. Sitting up quickly and bringing the phone to their face, dark eyes squinting as they tried to understand what the fuck CJ was saying. Now, they loved him dearly. They cherished the friendship that they've built. But for the love of god, they needed to help this man become literate. For his sake, and for everyone else's. Instantly, she dialed his number. Putting him on speaker phone as they said, "I love you with my whole heart, and I hope you know that. But for the love of our Lord and Saviour, Cthulhu: what the beautiful, bloody, fucking hell are you trying to say? I swear, your texts are as bad as Eli's chicken scratch of a handwriting—and I say that with so much love and respect, truly." ||👾@cjwelford

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CJ: wot do u meen

CJ: o 👁️ wonted my 🏎️ 🪪 bak lol

CJ: 👁️ thot wen in roam lmao

ZEYNEP: bitch, i love you, but i nearly had a fucking stroke and about went cross-eyed trying to understand that wtf ZEYNEP: happy you're having fun though!! why tf are you at the dmv though?? is that a new attraction or something??

[rcmandaniels-archive]

Grateful she wasn’t angry for almost standing on her, Roman shuffled so the stranger was more included in the lopsided semi-circle that had formed. “Can’t say I’ve had the pleasure of shopping there.” Was it around during his last lap of Providence Peak? He couldn’t say for certain, unless it had another punny name, like most stores in this town did. “I heard some of the gifts are a bit…expensive. Like that owner you’re defending mightily would lose out financially.” Perhaps it was merely just a rumor, but Roman was expecting some odd flavor of lube, or condoms with ridiculous phrases on the foil and nothing more as the ‘freebies’. Yet people seemed to have let their imagination run away with them . Not that he was interested in receiving such generous gifts. “No need. What’s it they say on TikTok? Double it, give it to the next person.” Even though it seemed slightly embarrassing to admit he had no need for anything the sex shop was offering right now.

☆ @zeynepxturkmen

She could've recognized him instantly: Roman Daniels, former bassist of Amethyst. After developing a friendship with Eli and learning about his past, the writer had been quite curious to learn more. Deep diving on the internet to see what there was about the band. Learning about the tragedy had stopped her cold. Yet, she didn't like making people feel like she was pitying them in some form or way, so she tried not to talk about it. Seeing the bassist before her, though, made her wonder if her pseudo-brother knew he was here or not. However, she tried to be cool. "Clearly you know nothing about Condom Sense," she mused playfully. "I can assure you, it's not bollocks. I think the owner would rather eat her hands than lie about something like that. Why? You wanting a certain something-something? Hoping that it's one of the gifts and that you'll get it? Your secret's safe with me; I know the owner and might be able to sway things in your favour, if you wish it." ||👾@rcmandaniels

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Phoebe: Oh! you and the roommate you cuddle with every night are going to a v-day party dressed like characters from the homoerotic film of the year. okay 😉😉 Phoebe:...true. he COULD have been thinking about anyone else ig? hmm... Phoebe: i'm scared i'll push him too far with all this 'feelings' talk. it's differnet than with you and carla, zey. at least you both were on the same page, initially at least. sometimes i think foster and i are like on two completely different pages...books, even. Phoebe: okay yeah. i will. i've waited this long, whats like another week or so? Phoebe: well, it's probs a breakup album but she stated it was a 2 year project even tho her and joe officially broke up 2023, which means they either broke up earlier in late 2022, she was writing it when they were still together and altered some things, or it's all a 'pure coincidence'

☆ @sebvora ☆ @zeynepxturkmen

SEB: zey has phoebe ever said ur strange before SEB: oh thanks for that btw pheebs i was worried my clock was wrong 🙄 SEB: fyi if u must know i decided to spice it up this year and cj n i are going to this themed party ACTUALLY!! we bought saltburn outfits the other day n everything its going to be dope as fuckkkkkkk SEB: but yeah what zey said totally that sounds very insightful and correct he loves u babes hes soooooo obsessed w u SEB: think abt it this way he could have been thinkin about zayn from 1d or whatever but he WASNT it was u SEB: so this is like professional beefing thats crazy

@zeynepxturkmen. @phoebeyates.

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Phoebe [reply to Seb]: It's 3pm? and is it a compliment, really? oh, what poor sap have you conned into celebrating v-day with this year then 🤔 Phoebe [reply to Zeynep]: but he could have been thinking about anything? like once in college i hooked up with this girl but it was the day zayn left one direction, completely out of the zone. also i'm sorry zey, but things will be looking up for you, only way is up etc! Phoebe: but i know he doesn't love me and asking him that will like ruin things, bc things are...different. Phoebe: okay so paul, andrew and joe are in a gc called 'the tortured men's club' and obvs taylor's new album is 'the tortured poet's department' featuring a collab with phoebe bridgers, paul's ex.

☆ @sebvora ☆ @zeynepxturkmen

SEB: um ?????????? girl first of all SEB: haven't even had breakfast yet!!!! SEB: haven't even opened my eyes all the way!!!! SEB: but its obviously a compliment thats like the HIGHEST TIER of compliments SEB: fuck if i know about the vday thing tho i mean i usually make plans w someone and it means nothing imo but ur very clear in telling me i am not normal so 🤷‍♂️ SEB: zeyzey ur normal figure that one out SEB: is taylor going to eat them or something btw idk what that means

@zeynepxturkmen. @phoebeyates.