#also like bc zac made it seem like they died a different way after they killed him the ghosts made it look like it was suicide

[crunchycrystals]

had a dream that there was a horror movie w zac oyama and emily axford in it and the thing was like zac and emily's characters are childhood friends and zac's in love with her in a very slightly creepy way he's kind of creepy the whole time actually. anyways these people around them who were in high school and stuff with them start dying and you have no idea what's happening to them they're just kind of dying and being burnt afterwards. at some point they find out that emily's character is getting married when this other girl almost asks her out and both the other girl and zac's character are heartbroken and the very next thing you see is that emily's dead. then there's like a flashback of them arguing and revealing that zac killed everyone from before and how he did it including emily because back in high school or in the movie they stopped them from getting together and then all of the ghosts of his victims kill him then roll credts

it was a pretty good movie honestly everyone who saw it really liked it the performances were really good

[zac-maya]

untitled.

some domestic zm for you from zay’s (??) pov

decrip: the group goes to a music festival and zay notices their domestic ways. also the first zm with nb zac.

as always no proof reading bc a bitch is lazy

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“Road trip! Road trip! Road trip!” Zay chanted loudly from the back of the VW, knocking his shoulders into both Friars to join in. And of course they did.

Until Maya whipped around from the seat in front of them, eyes in slits. The chant died down, Zay smiling wide at the blonde in front of him. He didn’t have to look at the brother’s sitting on either side of him to know that they shrugged in response, he’s known the Friars long enough to know basic responses to things.

He also likes to think of himself as observant. Noticing the small details, notices them in a way no one else does. It’s how he knew about Zac and Maya before even Zac and Maya did. Truthfully he likes to take credit for getting the two together - though he doesn’t admit it out loud. But being the one that they went to to talk about about their feelings for the other and the fact he wouldn’t stop purposely sending them snaps and making disagreeing comment about their other significant others of past times.

Zay Babineaux, real life Cupid for “Zacaya”. Yeah, he even gave them a ship name - another thing that he doesn’t admit out loud.

He felt the seat shift as Zac leaned forward, placing a kiss on Maya’s cheek. “Oh, don’t try to suck up to me, Zac. It’s too early for y’all to be annoying.”

“Awe, you say y’all,” was the other’s only response. Zay could see the sides of their lips tilt up, amusement written in the crinkles of his eyes.

She lets out a grown, “You’re ruining me.”

Ah, yes, the flirting never ends with those two.

The rest of the drive ended up being quick - Maya feel asleep, head on Riley’s shoulder, Zac went to playing their game, Lucas was asleep on his shoulder, and Riley was reading a book. Music from the bands that the group was going to go see at the festival playing quietly in the background. Josh, Riley’s uncle, and a friend of Maya’s from her art class were sitting up front. When Zay first heard that Josh was going to join them he thought it might be awkward, the guy being Maya’s old Big Crush but it turned out to be just fine, whatever hatchet was there was buried. Very deep, deep down.

Arriving at the festival, many cars already packed in the dirt parking lot, Josh ushered them all out before leaving them behind to find his own friends. (Riley’s dad convinced his little brother to take the group to the festival so he would know that they arrived their safely, on time, and all the other things Mr. Matthews worried about. Mr. Matthews thinks the group doesn’t know and they let him think that, but of course they know.)

They barely even made it three steps before Maya jumped on Zac’s back. “You’re so lazy.” But their hands went to her thighs and held her there, moving along with the rest of the group. 

That’s the thing Zay thinks got her to like them so much. Their humor was a lot like Lucas’s, able to give back what they get, but the difference between the brothers is that she has no problem when they give back what they get. Lucas called her a short stack of pancakes one time and she blew up, Zac mentioned her height and she crinkled her nose, lips twitching trying to fight giving them any sort of satisfaction. The smile that played across Zac’s mouth told Zay all he needed to know and that was they got all the satisfaction they needed. Maya jumps on Lucas’s back to stop him from doing something stupid, Maya jumps on Zac’s back because she’s flirting with their anxious induced ass.

As they walked, Zay could see from the corner of his eye as Riley took out her phone and snapped a picture of them, eyes glued to her phone as she her lips turned upward. He already knows that she’s sending that to Zacaya with a shit ton of heart emojis. 

“That booty though!” The voice came beside him, a laugh bursting out of Maya. It was another short girl, a little taller than Maya, named Frankie. She was introduced into the group after she hit it off with Maya in art class, which for a short while caused a riff between Maya and Riley because “You’re replacing me!” “I’m not! We can have another best friend!” “I’m your best friend!” and so on and so forth until everyone told them to get over it and Riley actually got to know Frankie.

“Stop hitting on my girlfriend, Frankie!” Zac yelled back, but all of them could hear the amusement in their voice.

“Okay,” Lucas’s voice rang out, authoritative in a sense. “The first band is supposed to play in about an hour. We should have enough time to get some water before we need to get a good spot.”

“Should being the key word,” Zac replied but they and all the others followed Lucas as they went off. Standing in line, Zac and Maya stood there hands intertwined. Zay watched, like he always did, as Maya would talk to Frankie and Zac talked to their brother, and he would notice that they would occasionally bump into each other, occasionally tug at each other’s hands. Going this and that. It was cute. Zay always loved a good love story.

And no offense to Lucas and Riley, Zacaya got them beat.

Zacaya sometimes he hated that’s how he thought of them. Not that they weren’t one unit or anything, it was just a faster thought to cross his mind. Who knew you could even be lazy with thinking.

-

The first band that played was lovelytheband which was one of the ones Zac was most excited about, Maya was excited too but not in the way her boyfriend was. She was really on excited about two of the songs. The first song played was These Were My Friends (one of two she was excited about), both of them singing along the loudest than the rest. Maya jumped around and danced with Frankie and Riley, the boys and Zac also jumped and danced but not so much as the girls. It wasn’t particularly a high energy song but the kids didn’t care. They were just having fun.

Their Instagram and Snapchat stories showed it.

By the time the second song Maya was waiting for came around, she returned to Zac’s side, body pressed against theirs. As soon as the music started she started to sway, pulling on Zac’s hand, singing to them as she made them dance with her. Even though from first glance people would assume Zac would be leading, it was all Maya. Pulling and directing how to move, making the decision on when they were meant to spin her. And Zac was great at following along.

As the last note rang out, Maya was on her tippy toes, her lips meeting Zac’s. It was quick, natural and cute. Unfortunately the cute moment was ruined by Frankie and Zay as they groaned, loudly, out of “disgust”. The blonde glanced over at them, flashing them her most passive aggressive smile and a middle finger. Frankie blew her a kiss, Zay gave her a 1000 watt smile.

-

The group had ran into another group of friends they made at school, some of Zac’s friends from his photography club, Josh and his friends, some of Frankie’s other friends. Pictures galore were taken, Instagram and Snap stories filled to the tens. A lot of water was purchased, some merchandise from the bands, by the time they decided to settle down in a spot and just relax, night was drawing in.

Blankets were spread out, jackets thrown on, and a certain couple was cuddled up. Zay was farther back by Lucas and Riley so he couldn’t really hear anything they were saying - not that he was sure he would be able to if he was closer anyways with how loud the music was - but he could tell they were talking to each other. They would lean over to Maya, whisper something. Sometimes she laughed, sometimes she nod, most of the times she’d lean back into them and reply. Whatever conversation they were having seemed to have lasted the whole set and well into the next one. It was almost like they forgot that they paid large amounts of money to get tickets to a music festival.

It was cute in an obnoxious way. Sort of the reasons why Zay wasn’t particularly interested into relationships himself. Watching it develop and all that was interesting but really having to do it never anything he wanted to do. Not that he was ever interested, even when he tried to be. But if he was going to spend his money on something, he really would very much like to enjoy it. He guesses it didn’t make it any less cute though.

-

“Oh! Speaking of the Illuminati!” Zac sat straight up, their eyes lighting up with excitement.

“No! No, no.” The blonde next to him laughed, leaning on the table and placing a hand on their chest. “Babe, I’m sorry but it is too late for that.”

“It’s never to late to talk about the Illuminati, Maya. Don’t let the government ever make you think otherwise. They control that too.”

“Baby,” her voice whined but anyone looking at her could see how happy listening to them talk about their stupid government conspiracies made her.

Their finger jammed into the table, “The Illuminati runs the government, the facts are all there. America is run by socialism? Wrong! We’re a capitalist state filled with moles everywhere.” At the last word, their voice dropped. As they opened their mouth to start speaking again a fry smacked they in the chest. “Well... that’s just rude.”

Frankie was leaning forward, an annoyed expression plastered on her face. Her eyes were in slits - at lot like Maya’s early in the morning - before looking over at Maya. “Tell your boyfriend that he’s a fucking idiot.”

“They.” Maya and Zac’s voices came in unison, neither having a vindictive undertone. Frankie still wasn’t entirely used to the whole “non-binary” thing and though she tries, she’ll slip up every now and again.

Zay always thought Zac handled introducing people to their pronouns with such elegance was remarkable. And they never seemed bothered when someone slips up or assumes their gender, at least to their face. But what he thought was kind of even more remarkable was how well Maya accepted it even at the age of 12. Zac and Lucas told him almost immediately after because it took them both by surprise.

Frankie’s face fell, she always hated slipping up. “Sorry.” And every time the apology was so genuine. It’s one of the reasons the group liked her so much.

“Man, you gotta stop feeling so badly about.” Zay cut in, tapping his foot against Zac’s, “I’ve known the guy for basically my whole life and sometimes I still slip up. It happens.” He rubbed her back, looking directly at his friend wondering if what he said was actually okay. Zac nodded, giving a small smile.

“Anyways,” Maya continued, as if Zay and the slip up never happened, “the only person who’s allowed to call them a fucking idiot is me. Thank you.” And she finished it by throwing a fry back at Frankie.

It might have started a food fight.

They might have gotten kicked out of the dinner.

Josh may have made them sleep in the van before driving them home for it.

And Josh may have gotten in trouble with his brother and the rest of the parents for it.

Maya and Zac weren’t bothered by any of it. That night they took up the far back seat, cuddled up, and would whisper well into the night before they went to sleep. Zay was laying in the trunk area, his coat as a pillow, and could hear it all. It was all nonsense, just about possible future dates, movie theories, simple life things. It was moments like this that Zay thought maybe being in a relationship wouldn’t be to bad.

They held back laughs as they watched Josh get in trouble, arms around each other.

Later that day, when the rest of the group met up again for coffee at Topenga’s, Zac wasn’t there. Of course the question was brought up on where they were and she replied simply with “They had enough social interactions for a bit,” like it was nothing and moving the conversation on to something else.