#copeland poynter: threads

[scryptids]

location: the state fair

closed starter for: @sparepcrts (kurt)

copeland hadn't seen kurt since their impromptu hookup, and it was because she'd been actively trying to avoid him. he was now the person who knew the most about her apart from luke, and something about that made her seize up. how was she supposed to face him after revealing so much about herself? she wasn't sure how to answer that question, and as she spotted his scarecrow-like frame, her feet were carrying towards him before her brain could tell her no.

"hey, jack skellington," she all but crooned, a wicked smirk tugging at her lips. "i bet i could beat you at ring toss. you wanna find out?"

[exmcrtis]

location: coin laundry

status: open!

"shit!" it came out louder than she expected, the bell above the door chiming at the same moment she dropped a pile of clothes on the floor. copeland was clumsy on a good day, but this was something entirely different. she'd probably taken on too much at once, but that was just part of who she was. "i'll be right out!" she called to the person who had just come in, abandoning that pile of clothes in favor of assisting the customer. it had needed to be washed anyway.

"hi!" copeland chirped, her tone overly-friendly to put on the usual front. "how can i help you?"

[scryptids]

"you stick around long enough and you just might find out. otherwise, you'll just have to live with your curiosities forever." copeland moved to lean against a nearby shelf, the hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "i suppose i could join you. i don't have anything else going on tonight, and getting impossibly high sounds like a good use of my time. it's just an upside that you're nice to look at."

"she can but it's only going to make me curious about what those secrets are." it was like a game to him to find out more about people, he didn't know why he enjoyed it. he finished grabbing his slurpee by the time she joined him so he glanced to her, "that's the plan for the night, you know if you want you can join me. i won't stop you."

[oflowtides]

closed starter for @urbnlgnds (copeland) location: the tv set area

"Cope!" Benny waved excitedly at her as he jogged off the set the were working on for the day, hair sweaty and eyes bright. "This is such perfect timing; I was just thinking about you." He quickly pulled her in for a kiss before settling back to bounce on the balls of his feet. "Did you come visit so I can steal you away for lunch?"

[ofmcthman]

location: copeland’s apartment

closed starter for: @ofhellview​ (benji)

when it comes to inviting people over, copeland poynter is selective. normally she’s embarrassed about her living situation, embarrassed about what part of town she had to settle down in and what her building looks like, what the walls of her apartment show in terms of upkeep. but she’s spent most of the day cleaning in anticipation of benji’s arrival, hiding away anything that could potentially make the place look even worse. but she knows benji, and she knows that even if her apartment was a cardboard box, he wouldn’t mind too much. the thought brings her some comfort as she carries a bucket of fresh-popped popcorn into her living room, the only thing in it a television, a coffee table, and a haggard sofa that came with the place. benji is perched there already, waiting patiently for her to settle in so they can press play on a movie she’s already forgotten the title of. it’s a date, or at least she hopes it’s a date, and that alone makes her smile to herself as she pops one of those little kernels into her mouth.

“remind me again what we’re watching?” she murmurs, tall frame folding up into what can only be described as a ball as she settles against benji’s side. “i think you told me a hundred times and my pea brain still can’t retain it.”

[scryptids]

location: the state fair

closed starter for: @allwiredwrong (antosha)

it had been her choice to go to the fair, but copeland was having a hard time separating herself from either of her roommates. it was like she was trying to hide, not wanting any eyes o her but also wanting to enjoy everything that was going on. it was an odd balance, but she seemed to be doing alright so far.

"my only need for today is a big, fat corn dog. otherwise you could tell me you wanted to go skydiving and i'd say yes. i just need to be fed first."

[scryptids]

location: the book nook

closed starter for: @feastonkings (misha)

it had been relatively quiet all day, leaving copeland to idly scroll on her phone. she'd watched far too many videos already, and she was starting to grow bored when she heard the bell above the door ding. looking up and spotting misha, she flashed him a sweet smile, standing up straight only to lean her hands against the counter. "my favorite customer," she cooed, resisting the urge to playfully bat her lashes. "to what do i owe the pleasure today? surely you didn't come here to see little old me."

[scryptids]

location: copeland's place

closed starter for: @sparepcrts (kurt)

just existing around kurt seemed to do wonders for copeland's mental state. for once, she actually felt like someone wanted her around, and while she was still struggling to express her feelings, she was doing her best to at least try. and trying involved taking up most of kurt's free time; he seemed to have very little of it, so if she could squeeze herself in, she would.

coming out of the bathroom after her shower, she grinned at the sight of him lounged in a chair, and copeland took the liberty of plopping herself in his lap. "this seat taken?" she teased, bumping her nose against his before settling in. "if it is, then too bad. my spot now."

[ofmcthman]

location: copeland’s apartment

closed starter for: @ofhellview (kitty)

her nose was buried in a magazine, one that was cosmopolitan-esque with too many tips on how to spice up the bedroom and ads that featured clothing she’d never in her life be able to afford. she wasn’t even sure why she bought them to begin with, though a little voice in the back of her mind insisted that indulging every now and again was actually good for her. with a low grumble at the realization, the brunette closed the magazine gently, her gaze focusing on kitty as she shifted to a more comfortable position. “did you ever go to prom?”

[scryptids]

"yeah, well, he should share some of that with the both of us. then maybe we'd all be split evenly and it wouldn't be such a struggle to be a person every now and again." copeland rolled her eyes, but it was more playful than anything. however, her face twisted into one of disgust in the next moment, and she quickly shook her head. "what?! no. gross. i'm just a person with needs that likes to get her jollies every now and again. last i checked, you don't need to be dating someone to bone them in the bookstore bathroom." but she paused, licking at her lips before continuing. "if i were dating someone, you'd be the first to know. okay?"

"That is because he has a level of confidence in just talking to people without worry most of us could only dream of," Lyosha said shaking his head. He'd been watching her curiously if amused as she explained what had happened, before his eyebrows raised. "To be fair you also actually work at the store and are the one who-" he paused unsure of where he wanted to go with that sentence, "Who cleans the bathroom not them. So is this how I find out you are seeing someone now?"

[ofmcthman]

location: the coffee shop

closed starter for: @everandevermcre​ (lake)

“i got this for you.” copeland’s voice is soft as she sets the little paper cup in front of lake, her body coming to rest in the chair across from them. she didn’t know how or why the two came to be so friendly, but in copeland poynter’s world, complaining about having company was practically nonexistent. she hates how clingy she can be sometimes, and hates even more that she has a habit of isolating herself so people can’t be around her. needless to say, it’s something she’s working on. “i have no idea how you feel about hot chocolate, but i figured i would take a chance. if you hate it, don’t hesitate to dispose of it; i promise my fragile feelings can take it.”

[ofmcthman]

location: sint cordelia (lennon & cope’s apartment)

closed starter for: @everandevermcre​ (lennon)

it’s not like she’s not used to up and moving quickly. copeland has distinct memories of being seventeen years old and throwing all of her belongings into a single bag so she could drive across the country. but moving to florida and shacking up with lennon is a far happier experience in her opinion, and she hasn’t felt happiness in a long time. saint cordelia is a fresh start, and even though they’re essentially slumming is, she’s determined to make the space livable and comfortable. in her hands is a shag rug with an intricate pattern, her fingers ruffling through the tufts before her eyes are on lennon, eyebrows tugging together. “i’m not sure if i love this or hate this,” she mutters, though her fingers were still stroking through it. “i can’t tell if this will freak my toes out or make them happy. come over here and feel this thing.”

[ofmcthman]

location: centralia dock

closed starter for: @ofhellview​ (benji)

in the wake of a storm, all copeland could think to do was sit in her favorite place in the entire town. there was an eerie calmness to the water, one that would disturb any other person if they were used to watching how active it was any other day, but it brought her some sort of comfort that she couldn’t really describe. but for once, copeland wasn’t alone in her visit; her company was in the form of benajmin hawke, one of the only people that she felt truly at east being around. that was a rare feeling for the brunette, but there was something about being beside benji---aptly nicknamed banjo when she felt she could get away with it---that she just couldn’t get past. maybe it was his presence that she enjoyed the most, but as cope lulled her head to look over at him, she couldn’t help but smile softly to herself. 

“i saw a book the other day that made me think of you,” she muttered, reaching out to gently pluck a gummy worm from the bag that sat between them, though instead of popping it into her mouth she gave a gentle toss in his direction, watching it bounce off of his chest. “it was about a boy who simply couldn’t get enough attention, so he befriended the town weirdo. does that sound familiar to you?”

[exmcrtis]

"like kellin quinn's daughter, yes. though i'm older than her, so technically we're both just named after the band." copeland flashed chet an almost devilish smirk, but a slow blush was creeping up onto her cheeks. she'd never been this bold with anyone before, and there was a nagging voice in the back of her mind that told her that going home with him wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. she jumped down from her seat, pausing arguably too close to chet. "walk me home and maybe you'll find out."

"Aren't you cute?" His usually condescending tone was replaced with something that closely resembled sincerity. "Copeland. Li-" he cut himself off, not really wanting to admit the only reason it was familiar to him was because of the band Sleeping with Sirens. "Well, Copeland, I have great news for you. If you play your cards right, you could very well see me on my knees. Ideally, though, not in a place like this. You seem like someone who would prefer a little more privacy than this place provides." Chet quirked an eyebrow. "Unless I misread you and you want me to take on that challenge."

[ofmcthman]

location: outside of the library

closed starter for: @everandevermcre​ (venice)

“sorry! sorry. i know i’m late, but i got distracted by this stupid fucking movie on television, and before i knew it, i was rushing out the door.” the need to have new books in her hand was overturned by the empty pockets of her wallet, and the only solution to the problem was a visit to the library. but what’s a library adventure without a companion? the only person for the job was none other than venice, and even though copeland was running late, she was still buzzing with an excitement that keeps her bouncing on her toes. “do you think you can find it in your heart to forgive my lateness?”

[ofmcthman]

location: near the river

closed starter for: @hallowghoul​ (your pick!)

“no amount of swimming is going to beat this heat.” copeland’s voice is a soft mumble as she speaks, body laid out on a towel on the ground. her free time is spent near the river these days, the rising temperatures of centralia getting to her more than she’s ever expected them to. growing up in new mexico had conditioned her for the heat, but it seems as though each passing day gets worse and worse, and all she could do was whine about it. copeland sighs, her head lolling to the side so she can look at her companion. “and, y’know, i’m not even really sure this river is safe to swim in, but i don’t know a damn person with a pool.”