#I LIKE ZOEY A LOT

[dream-bandit]

Walking Home Alone

WOOO UH. Babys first dreamzzz fic second fic in general. this wasnt supposed to be long I dont know i let the demons out for a bit and 1.4k words came from it help

Summary: Zoey walks home some time after her mother passes away. Mental breakdown ensues. ALL HURT! NO COMFORT!!🤑

A soccer ball made its way across the street, landing right near her feet. She looked over to see where it came from, A group of kids playing in the park until one of them kicked it out of bounds. She could recognize them as the 5th graders from her school.

None of them made a move and the entire group looked at her expectantly, unspeaking in their request for Zoey to throw it back to them so they could get right back to it.

She kicked it with all the enthusiasm she could muster and watched it lazily travelled until stopping halfway across the street. She didn't give it enough force.

She turned back, continuing her walk as she heard footsteps running and a kid saying "Bitch," near her, most likely to her. She couldn't care less.

She couldn't give a damn to care about anything at all, really. It was nearly an odd sensation, a feeling that she thinks would make her sad if she could feel at all.

Instead, what was inside her was a black hole of an emotion. It sucked everything in and it left her feeling nothing. Nothing at all, like she was just an empty body walking through the motions.

It was like a big, gaping hole inside of her that showed up and stuck around ever since her....

She bit the inside of her cheek hard and begged herself to think of quite literally ANYTHING but that. There were a lot of other things to focus on. Like how the sun got in her eyes and burned her skin, or the dog shit sitting gracefully in the middle of the path, or even the... uh....

She tried to imagine all the microscopic bugs crawling on the floor, on her boots, on her skin. Millions- or was it billions? She wouldn't know, she wasn't paying attention- of bacteria and viruses making their way through their existence. It grossed her out but it was better than the alternative. The thousand of legs that could be squirming their way on her, she stared down on the ground as she walked and tried to hone in on it, wondering if she could feel it.

The taste of metal filled her mouth and she was forced out of her train of thought. There was just too much to think about, and too little of anything else.

She tried to imagine some of the music she liked, she sure was a fan of that. The squeal of an electric guitar, the thrashing of drums on the most unconventional rhythm, how a bass could complete the entire picture of sound.

Or perhaps something softer, the gentle, acoustic guitar strumming its melody, the flow of a flute and how it ties around the listener into a sweet hug. The soft, melancholic humming of a voice that says everything is fine, it will all work out in the end, that it loves you and to not miss them when they're gone...

...Fuck! There she goes again. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape the grief of her mother's passing. It hit her hard, harder than a freight truck going 90 crashing into her. It was painful to think about, but she couldn't avoid it being brought back again and again into her mind.

It was a horrible feeling, one that physically hurt and made it hard to breathe. It would leave her unable to speak or to move, helpless like a newborn baby. It was an emotion so strong all she could do is lay on the floor and try to cry it out, but it never ended, and always came back.

She felt the tears beginning to well in her eyes as the pit in her chest began to form. She tried to act like she was shielding her eyes from the sun to get it to stop, but it was worthless attempt. She wasn't able to hold back the first tears and she knew that once they started she could only wait them out.

There were only a few streets left until she got to her house and she tried her best to not start publicly sobbing. However, how life commonly does, it didn't go her way. All she can do at this point is try to muffle her whimpers and hang her head low as she speed-walked the rest of the path. She could almost FEEL the glares and looks people gave her.

They would all tell her how sorry they were, how they knew she was going through a rough patch, but none of them could ever know the type of pain she felt. They couldn't just say "keep going" when they didn't know how hard it was to stay. Even during the night she didn't have any break from the grief because she was an aware dreamer. She continued fully conscious during the night for more hours of laying still and waiting for it to be over, but it felt like there was no end to this.

She had lost her mother, her entire world. Her mother was the one who took care of her, the only one left to love her after her father left when she was still a baby. Her mother stayed by her side and helped her get through everything even though Zoey knew she was struggling herself. She taught her how to sing and how to play, she showed her what there was to love about the cold world before in unfairly took her away.

Without her, she felt undead, like a complete void of a person. Zoey herself was the absence of the missing piece where her mother once was. It made her upset, it burned her insides with rage and her eyes with tears she refused to let slip.

She looked up again when she came face to face with her home. As soon as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her, she burst into hysterics. She couldn't hold it back anymore, she felt it all get expunged out of her body like bile.

All around her where only things that angered her more. The plants her mother used to care for, the old instruments she could play, even the big bed with the comfiest mattress that sagged slightly from use, where she used to snuggle with her mother when she was younger and having a bad day. It would never be used again, it was empty just like Zoey herself, purposeless. Everything around her, empty and soulless, as if all meaning had left with her mother when she died. All the life stemmed from her and now that she was gone, everything just became a meaningless husk of what it once meant to someone. Perhaps that someone was Zoey herself, but what does something mean to a human that no longer feels?

The paradox she found herself in tore her apart bit by bit. She felt nothing for anything but she felt absolutely everything for something. It was as if her soul was ripped apart, shattered glass that would forever be broken no matter how hard anyone tried to mend it. She knew there were people who would still care for her, someone who would take her in soon once everything settled down a bit, but it wouldn't be HER MOTHER and it could never be her. It was a hole too big to ever be filled in.

Nothing would ever mean what it used to and it hurt her heart so much she wished she could vomit it out. She wished she could rip it out of her own chest and stomp on it until it was nothing but a splotch of red. She'd rather take the worst pain in the world than this mental one. Maybe then would she be able to feel SOMETHING other than the harrowing grief that squirmed violently inside her.

She cried loudly as if she was pleading for help. Like she was crying out to her mom and just wanted her to hear her so she could pick her up and tell her everything would be okay.

But she never came despite how hard she wailed for her. She waited and waited, knowing how stupid it was but being unable to hope for anything else.

No one else ever came, either. Not her friend who she hoped she was on good terms with who hadn't asked her a single time if she was okay, not any family, not a single person. She was left alone in the emptiness and no one was coming to even try and fetch her out of it.

The home she had spent her entire life in was now truly empty, and there was not a single thing full of life in it anymore.

[starstriix]

i love gen 2 girls and i love drawing ponies,, so i put em together

I’ve also ponified the gen 2 boys!!

Also, here’s a post with explanation of the species choices and cutie mark designs if you’re interested!

[al-luviec]

juvie buddies

[allisonsylvine]

someone asked me for a ninja genderbend, here’s zane for now :3

[irlwakko]

me being like “I have an interesting idea for what they could’ve done with Zoey in ROTI” and then just rewriting her entire character. oops

[jils-things]

what if we were in a zombie apocalypse but we fell in love and piss nick the fuck out

[love-is-a-pearl]

Any unhinged rambling opinions on Dawn x Zoe 👀? Those are textbook rivals to friends to couple 😂

THEY'RE SO GOOD! It's trully a shame people sleep on them so much. Like, I know I'm a pearlshipper first and foremost but I adore them! If pokeani ever canonized any ship I would want for it to be them more than anything QwQ

Like, I even consider that in my own made up timeline, in the near future Dawn and Zoey will get together (while Dawn still dates Ash) because it just makes sense yknow?

Their Princess-Prince aesthetics is unmatched. The Utena vibes coming from Zoey are also something that makes me insane and I just really adore how, just like Ash and Dawn, they're always looking to support the other in every way possible.

[roobylavender]

obv the movie is titled zoey 102 but the most annoying thing about it was that we didn't even really get to see quinn and logan in their relationship. like the focus was almost always on their conflicts with regards to the marriage but the first real moment between them where it wasn't about that conflict was when they had their first dance and quinn teased him about the oyster shuckers. and it was such a small moment but i loved it and i want more insight into their daily life and the everyday teasing and uplifting and idk like again obv the title is zoey 102 but i don't think most people would disagree that it fully being a movie about quinn and logan would have been so much better. like the zoey and chase plot took up so much unnecessary space and their sudden bout of closure didn't even make sense bc they had one conversation prior to it after over a decade of mutual non-communication so why was any of this more important than quinn and logan. esp logan tbh. like quinn kind of had the liberty of a few moments to herself where she expressed her worldview in her own way but logan had close to none up until the proposal and yes i do love that he's quinn's number one supporter but i also wanted to know what that was like outside of the context of the wedding if that makes sense. like how he exists in their day to day relationship. there were glimpses of that in the final wedding sequence but i wanted so much more and i know the idea of a spin-off is so delusional at this point but the cast do apparently want to do it and i for one would love an exclusively quinn and logan spin-off where zoey and chase can be side characters ig 🙄 so.. why not!

[morskisir]

also despite how much i love fooling around and exploring nice things with l4d i do very much acknowledge these people are having the absolute worst time of their entire lives. especially zoey. oh my god honey you are so fucking traumatised

[totaldramayuri]

I NEED to remember to actually post my joey thoughts for the ten people in the world who care abt it. anyway thinking abt a td all stars rewrite where jo and zoey are on the same team and jo tries to recruit zoey as an ally against heather bc she knows what she’s capable of when she stops letting her “nice girl personality” get in the way. meanwhile zoey is actively trying to bury that part of herself along with the commando persona

yknow how jo rubbed off on cameron, causing him to play with more edge? that but it’s jo encouraging zoeys anger, her judgement, her skills that she is too ashamed to ever let resurface. she could make her worse ❤️

[wittyno]

I love the episode where Nick follows Jess into her creative writing class as Julius Pepperwood who is from Chicago(tm). Because Nick, the character, is also from Chicago(tm) and so is the actor playing Nick. It's Chicago all the way down and it makes me chuckle.

[momochizoey]

January 2nd

Twenty minutes.

That's how long Sakura had been waiting at the restaurant. 

She sighed. ‘I can't say I'm surprised,’ she thought. After all, she had been surprised her date had said yes in the first place, being as out of her league as they were. 

She herself had only just attained Chuunin status three days ago, and, riding on the high of her achievement, she’d decided to shoot her shot with the distractingly attractive proctor of the first and second exams. 

Whether she was just humoring her, or genuinely impressed by her performance, Sakura couldn’t tell, but the oldest of the Sand Siblings had looked her up and down and quirked her lips. “Sure. Tuesday, 7 PM, at the Flowering Cactus. Wear something nice.”

So here she was, sitting at the fancy table at 7:20, debating whether she should admit defeat and head back to her hotel yet. The longer she waited, the worse her sensei’s teasing would-

“Sorry I’m late,” said Temari as she slid into the booth across from her. “Would you believe me if I said it was my brother’s fault?”

Sakura grinned, relieved. “Knowing your brothers, yes I would.”

[tdbowie]

zoey for the asks game? :)

zoeyy

Sexuality Headcanon: bisexual zoey :)

Gender Headcanon: i saw this a while back but i like the idea of transmasc zoey!!

A ship I have with said character: zoey NEEDS to get her yuri on. zokota, zawn, joey, annezoey, zolana gwoey stoey heathoey (hoey) i don't have a preference for any specific ship i just think she should've kissed girls.

A BROTP I have with said character: zoey and scott!! all stars could've expanded on their rivalry i thought it was fun :) brotp as in they become reluctant friends i think

A NOTP I have with said character: doey... get duncan AWAY from her

A random headcanon: zoey and sierra are mutuals on tumblr. tumblrina zoey is real to me

General Opinion over said character: for the most part i'm neutral on zoey! i liked her way more in roti than all stars, but i think that's a pretty common sentiment. her design is..... one of my least favourites i'll admit. she WILL kiss girls aaaand post

[ladyelainehilfur]

How do you feel about Lookism? I have been currently reading it and it is good so far! It is ending soon though.

I used to be a huge Lookism fan a few years ago! My brothers had to convince me to read it because I couldn't get past the unpleasant early art style the first few times. But once I started, I couldn't stop. Daniel was such an interesting protagonist, the cast was funny, the plot was intriguing, and everything was so heartfelt. I even cried a few times.

However, I decided to quit reading after the Hostel arc. My favorite part of Lookism were the character centric stories, like Jay donating things because it'd make Daniel happy, Zack and Mirae taking care of the lost baby, and Zoey growing out of her materialism and getting to like Little Daniel for who he was. I even enjoyed Goo coming from the woodwork to fight for younger Vasco! I really liked Gun and Goo.

The Hostel arc with Eli, Oli, and the fam was emotional as well, but I had to bow out because Oli's death took a toll on the lightheartedness of the story and it became clear to me PTJ was taking the webtoon in a gang-oriented direction I simply wasn't interested in.

I just wanted to see Daniel overcome his bullies, make new friends, and figure out where the second body came from. I still occasionally check to see if any of my interests have been resolved, but I usually get upset seeing all the insane, and frankly, inhuman fights between the alleged teenagers in that series. Sometimes I don't mind genre swaps midseries, but yeah, someone hit me up when DG or the chairman finally tell us where the second body came from.

[beautifulscreaminglady]

I was really surprised with how much I enjoyed The Other Zoey. The cast was solid, the characters were genuinely charming, the script was funny without being annoying, and it was an original take on a classic romance trope. I would absolutely watch it again.

[ella-ashmore]

fuck u got against zoey and mariahs ethan💀💀💀

dont have anything against them! i think theyre great and its really cool that other people enjoy them. i love that there are diverse characters in hf and the creative concepts fans come up with. they just make me uncomfortable for personal reasons