#gigi x jackie

[aqpippin]

i need to stop coming up with fic concepts in the middle of the night 😃

[petitmonde]

hello fellow CAWD sufferer, stay strong <3 please may i have some thoughts, any thoughts, i like your thoughts x

My thoughts have marinated for months, but I still have CAWD. I'll give you some HCs on a certain trio I know you like.

Gigi and Nicky tag team Jackie whenever she's tired. It varies from something as innocent as doting on her, making sure she's had some good snacks and something to drink, to pampering her sexually whenever they're feeling rowdy. All kisses and soft touches, Jackie doesn't have to do a thing.

Nicky always brings home something nice whenever she's been to France. A taste of her old home, she says. While she loves living in the US, she does sometimes get homesick. Food usually helps.

Gigi is hot. All the time. Safe to say she isn't wearing a lot of clothes at home if she can help it.

Whenever Jackie is in cleaning mode you better not be nearby or you'll be drafted into the project. Everything needs to sparkle. Gigi rarely meets her standards. Nicky sometimes does.

[ggigigoode]

gigi & jackie acting natural [ep10]

[artificialqueens]

You've Got a Shot, Though (Gigi x Jackie) - Strawberry & Cobblestaubrey

Summary: Gigi Goode, Jackie’s sworn enemy.

Okay. Not sworn enemy. She wasn’t sure if Gigi even knew who she was. However, that didn’t stop Jackie from feeling something when Gigi was around. She couldn’t exactly pinpoint it, but it must’ve been envy or jealousy. The blonde girl was rich, and beautiful, and Jackie felt drawn to her whenever she was around. Did she want to be Gigi Goode? That had to be it.

And it pissed her off.

Jackie runs for student council president. So why does Gigi freaking Goode have to, too?

A/N: Hi everyone!! Basically @cobblestaubrey and I wrote this together and posted it on AO3 and we decided to bring it over to AQ as well! It’s half serious and half crack fic if you’re into that, I hope you enjoy :)

“I’m just sick of people not taking me seriously. I mean, who cares about student council treasurer?” Jackie threw her hands in the air, continuing to pace around the emptying hallway.

Nicky furrowed her brows. “There’s a student council treasurer?”

“Yes! Me!”

Jackie had been treasurer since her freshman year of high school, yet no one seemed to know who she was. She had tried to put herself out there time and time again to no avail, and she was fed up with consistently failing at it.

Nicky at least had the decency to look sorry. “Oh… On purpose?”

“Yes, Nicky, thanks. A good friend you are.”

“Not what I meant!” Nicky held up her hands in defense. “I’m just wondering if you’re stuck there? Have you tried running for something else?”

Jackie had never thought about leaving her spot as treasurer. No one had ever tried to snatch it from her; it felt like she owned the position. Nicky was right, though, a change of pace could be what she needed. “I guess Vice President would be nice?”

“Mm. Not big enough,” Nicky responded almost immediately.

“But, the only other option is…”

Nicky smirked. “Exactly.”

“I can’t run for student council President!” She couldn’t believe what Nicky was suggesting. It would be a total long shot.

Shrugging, Nicky continued. “Why not? The position is open,” she leaned forward, nudging Jackie with her elbow. “We all know what happened to the last President.”

Jackie grimaced, remembering the fate of Dahlia, who had been President since freshman year. She had been popular and easily snagged the votes of every boy in the grade. The only problem was she had no idea how to be President and basically had faked it the entire time, until it all finally caught up to her. Her Vice President, Jaida, had ratted her out for fulfilling none of her presidential duties, and Dahlia had ‘stepped down’ before the student council could impeach her.

“Do you really think I could do it?” This would be a big decision; it would put Jackie way out of her comfort zone.

“Why wouldn’t you be able to? You’re smart, and you’ve - apparently - been in student council this whole time. You have the experience.”

Jackie couldn’t remember a time Nicky was so unabashedly supportive, but she couldn’t complain about being buttered up.

“I don’t know…”

Nicky pursed her lips, before speaking again. “How about this, I’ll be your advisor!” She could see Jackie was still not convinced, and continued on,  “I’ll tell you what to do, make sure you don’t make any of those stupid puns you like-”

“Stupid?”

“Yes, Jackie, they’re stupid, and no one’s gonna vote for you if you say them.”

Jackie sighed. “Okay, fine. I’ll think about it, alright?”

“I think it would be… good for you.”

That sounded weird. “O-kay…”

“Well, I’m about to be late for cheer,” Nicky started, turning on her heel, before looking back at Jackie, “but definitely think it over.”

The conversation was definitely odd, but Jackie was too preoccupied with thinking about all of the things she could get done, and the power she would have if she were President.

Dahlia had never listened to any of her ideas. Jackie had spent so much time calculating how to reallocate money from their failing sports teams to the underfunded arts department, but Dahlia was failing ninth grade algebra in junior year and didn’t know how money worked.

On her way out of the school, towards the parking lot, Jackie had kept her eyes on the floor, and nearly ran into a wall. Stumbling backwards, trying to catch her balance, she got a good look at what was on the wall.

“No freaking way.”

Gigi Goode, Jackie’s sworn enemy.

Okay. Not sworn enemy. She wasn’t sure if Gigi even knew who she was. However, that didn’t stop Jackie from feeling something when Gigi was around. She couldn’t exactly pinpoint it, but it must’ve been envy or jealousy. The blonde girl was rich, and beautiful, and Jackie felt drawn to her whenever she was around. Did she want to be Gigi Goode? That had to be it.

And it pissed her off.

Nicky did not have cheer practice that day. She wasn’t even wearing a cheerleading uniform - she wasn’t sure how Jackie missed that - but she was grateful for the brunette’s obliviousness.

Instead of going to the gym, Nicky headed down to the art wing, where Rock was. Walking inside one of the classrooms, she found Rock devouring a glue stick.

“What the fuck?”

“My mom didn’t pack me a snack and you took too long,” Rock spoke around the glue, continuing to munch on it as Nicky watched in horror.

“Well, I’m pretty sure I convinced Jackie to run.”

Rock’s eyes lit up, and she finally put the glue stick down, brushing her sticky hands on her pants. “Seriously?”

“It actually wasn’t that hard. Did you know she was treasurer?”

Rock sent her an exasperated look. “Yeah that’s the whole fucking point, Nicky, we talked about this.”

“I was a bit distracted,” Nicky smirked, giving Rock a once over, which made Rock roll her eyes.

“Slow down, Casanova, we have a different couple to get together first.”

Crossing her arms, Nicky raised an eyebrow. “How am I supposed to trust you when you eat glue sticks?”

“It was one time!”

“There are three empty glue sticks right there.”

Rock quickly shoved them off the desk, wincing as they clattered onto the floor. “No there aren’t. Anyway, you don’t have to trust me. Gigi Goode gets what she wants, and she wants Jackie.”

“Are you sure you two are even friends? How does this work?”

Rock scoffed. “I’ve known Gigi since she was in designer diapers. We go way back.”

“Suuuure.”

Rock rolled her eyes, and then got out of her seat. Walking over to the printer in the corner, she pulled out a large sheet of paper from the printer tray, and held it up for Nicky to see. “Now, come on, we have more of these posters to put up.”

Jackie had given in and signed up to run for President, and now she was sitting in the library, waiting for the first meeting. She had arrived twenty minutes before it was supposed to start, like she always had done.

A few students had taken residency in the chairs in front of her and behind her, but it wasn’t as many people as she originally thought. Her competition wasn’t too steep, either.

There was Jan, who had never won anything in her entire school career, and Scarlet, who was funny and personable, but couldn’t tell the difference between “President” and “precedent”. The others were no names who Jackie had never even seen in the library, and her confidence was on the rise.

Until Gigi Goode walked in, two minutes before the meeting started, and took a seat right next to Jackie.

Great. The last thing Jackie wanted was to have Gigi sit next to her.

Gigi sent her a soft smile, which Jackie pointedly ignored, crossing her arms and facing towards where the principal would begin speaking.

“So you’re running too?” Gigi asked, flashing her another smile.

“Uh, yeah. That’s why I’m here,” Jackie finally spoke to her, annoyed at Gigi’s ignorance.

Gigi looked firmly chastised, folding her hands in her lap and nodding. “Cool.”

Luckily for the blonde, the principal finally stood up to address the room, saving her from the awkward moment with Jackie.

“Alright, I assume you��re all here for the student council President position?”

Most everyone nodded at that, except for one student who got up and left.

The principal, after watching said student leave, turned back to the group. “Alrighty. Well, as you all know, being President means holding a lot of responsibility for not only yourself but your classmates and their time here…”

Jackie, having heard a similar speech before, began tuning the principal out, letting her eyes wander around the room.

Eventually, she was pulled out of her trance by Gigi, who elbowed her lightly. “Treasure her? I barely know her!”

Jackie flinched away from Gigi’s arm, sending the girl a glare. “What?”

“Treasurer, ‘treasure her’, get it?” Jackie stared blankly, causing Gigi to falter. “You’re the treasurer, right?”

“Yes.”

“Cool.”

Jackie couldn’t believe that Gigi was trying this hard to distract her. Shouldn’t Gigi be focusing on what the principal was saying, and not on Jackie?

She rolled her eyes. Gigi must’ve thought Jackie was real competition if she was willing to stoop so low. Jackie knew it was all a plan to get her in trouble, so she was trying her best to ignore all of the terrible puns Gigi was throwing at her.

By the end of the meeting, Gigi had finally stopped trying to speak to her, and Jackie was thankful for the silence so she could go back to zoning out. However, when everyone was dismissed, Jackie could see out of the corner of her eye that Gigi was still there, waiting.

“Well,” Gigi began, scratching the back of her neck. “Good luck!”

Jackie did her best to not react. “Thanks,” she muttered, slinging her backpack around her shoulder and leaving, barely avoiding a collision with Gigi’s shoulder.

Election season was now in full swing, and candidates were dropping like flies. Now the only two people left were Jackie and Gigi. Jackie was extremely confident that she was doing fairly well, as everyone she had asked said they would be voting for her.

Jackie had sauntered up to Nicky, leaning on the blonde’s locker as she always did in the morning, but Jackie wasn’t as tired as she usually was. Instead, she was bouncing on the balls of her feet. “How are the polls looking, Nicky?” Jackie asked, watching Nicky pull up the results on her phone. She had heard she had been doing better recently thanks to the few posters Nicky had made for her that hung around the halls, and couldn’t wait to see the polls.

The blonde skimmed the page, before looking up and smirking. “You’re up three percent.”

“Really?” Jackie grinned, trying to look over Nicky’s shoulder at her screen. “What’s my total?”

“Three percent.”

Jackie’s eyes went wide, searching Nicky’s face for the joke.

“What? But… Everyone said they’d be voting for me!”

Rolling her eyes, Nicky put her phone back into her pocket. She crossed her arms and raised a pointed eyebrow at Jackie. “You asked three people, and I was one of them.”

Jackie ignored her, shaking her head at herself. “How is this possible?”

Looking down the hallway, Jackie spotted Gigi talking to a girl Jackie recognized from her BC Calculus class. Wait, was Gigi handing her money?

Nicky had begun talking about something or another, but Jackie couldn’t be bothered to care. She had bigger problems right now. She stalked towards Gigi, ignoring Nicky’s calls behind her.

“Hey!” Jackie shouted when she was close enough to be sure Gigi would hear. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Oh hey, Jackie,” Heidi, the girl next to Gigi, said, “Have you done the homework yet?”

“Um, yes, obviously I did the homework, but that’s not important right now,” Jackie flared her nostrils, giving Gigi a piercing glare. “Are you bribing her? Seriously?”

Gigi continued handing the girl the money, albeit slower, as if she assumed that if she was quiet enough, Jackie wouldn’t notice. “No.”

“I can see you, that is, like, fifteen dollars.”

“Actually, it’s twenty!” Gigi smirked. “And there’s no rule against it, the principal didn’t say I couldn’t bribe people!”

Putting her hands on her hips, Jackie scoffed. “Is this how you get through life, Gigi? Buying your way into anything you want?”

“I feel like I shouldn’t be here right now,” Heidi said, looking between the two. She quickly pocketed the money and slipped out while the two other girls were busy staring each other down.

Gigi rolled her eyes. “Would you rather have me slander you? I’m sure I can pull up some sort of blackmail.”

“Good luck with that, I haven’t done anything remotely as bad as you have. I should be slandering you!”

“Oh, yeah,” Gigi crossed her arms, smirking, and Jackie knew this was bad news. “Freshman year, dress coded in the hall.”

Jackie sputtered, “that wasn’t my fault! It was the rampant sexism!”

“But the forty percent of undecided male voters might say otherwise.”

Jackie stopped in her tracks. “Really, forty percent?”

“Yeah, I think they hate women and don’t want to vote for one.”

“Well, they don’t have a choice.”

“Right? It’s actually ridiculous.”

“Yeah,” Jackie nodded, before lowering her eyebrows and looking away. “Wait, no! I’m mad at you! You can’t blackmail me.”

With a flip of her hair, Gigi began to turn away. “Then I’ll keep bribing whoever I want.”

As she started to walk down the hall, Jackie called out, “You won’t win this way!”

“Are you serious, Jackie? Yes I will,” Gigi laughed, causing Jackie’s cheeks to burn at the sound. Whether it was from embarrassment or something else, Jackie wasn’t sure, but she was angry, and she wanted to win.

If there was one thing Nicky hated, it was being interrupted while kissing pretty girls in her bed, but if there was anything she hated more, it was how oblivious Jackie was to everything around her.

Rock pulled away, her forehead creased. “Why is your ringer so loud?”

Nicky rolled her eyes, pulling her phone out of her back pocket. “Shut up. This better be worth it.”

[jackie.cox] Gigi is SO annoying! She’s bribing people left and right, and has no qualifications, and she keeps… smirking at me!

“Well?” Rock leaned forward, trying to catch a glimpse at Nicky’s phone.

“Definitely not worth it,” she muttered, “It’s Jackie, ranting about Gigi as always.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be her advisor?”

Nicky laughed, “Yes,” before sending a message back to Jackie.

[nickydoll69] u r dumb

[jackie.cox] ??? I have a 4.0 GPA ???

[nickydoll69] dumb

Nicky looked back up, raising an eyebrow at Rock. “Gigi is bribing people?”

“As her campaign’s financial advisor, I completely support this.”

“Well, Jackie’s having an aneurysm over it.”

“Lemme see,” Rock scooted off of Nicky’s lap to sit by her side, taking her phone. “Really? She’s mad at the smirking? That was like, the opposite of what Gigi wanted.”

“Gigi planned this?”

Rock shrugged and nodded. “Yeah, she said something about no girl being able to resist the ‘Goode Charm’,” she made air quotes with her fingers, “She’s ridiculous.”

“But is she wrong?” Nicky asked, showing Rock the newest text on her phone.

[jackie.cox] I hate her and her stupid smirk on her stupid pretty face!

“That sounds kinda gay, Jackie.” Rock commented, and then looked back at Nicky. “We’re getting somewhere.”

“No we are not,” Nicky scoffed, “It’s going to take her two years to realize she likes Gigi at this rate.”

“Trust me, if Gigi ups the ante, there’s no way Jackie can resist her.”

Sending a quick text back to Jackie, Nicky put her phone down and pulled Rock onto her lap. “This sounds fucking stupid.”

Rock simpered, leaning closer. “It is, but it’ll work.”

Jackie was still fuming by the time lunch rolled around the next day, but she tried to keep her cool, as she was with Nicky and Rock. Gigi’s table of rich, future socialites was only ten or so feet away, but Jackie tried to block the blonde’s voice out nonetheless.

“Have you guys seen the TikTok where-”

“No Rock, I have not seen whatever anime TikTok you’re about to describe,” Jackie pointed at Rock with her spork, before piercing one of the cubed peaches in front of her.

“And I have seen it, and probably hated it,” Nicky added. “I hate all of the TikToks you send me.”

“Even the-”

“Yes. Even that one.”

“You guys suck.” Rock pouted, picking up her Capri Sun. “I send you guys the best ones!”

Jackie was about to respond, a quip on the tip of her tongue, until she heard an obnoxious, loud male voice behind her.

“I don’t think gay people should be allowed to run for anything, let alone president…”

It wasn’t like Jackie hadn’t heard something like this before, but with her losing numbers in the poll, this only made her angrier.

Before she had the chance to turn around and begin degrading whoever had spoken, another voice rang out.

“Hey!”

Jackie watched as the boy who had spoken and his friend turned away from her, only to come face to face with Gigi Goode.

The blonde’s glares were usually cold, but this one was especially sharp. “Jackie being gay has nothing to do with why she’s going to lose!”

“Very nice, Gigi, very cool,” Jackie muttered to herself as she watched this go down.

“Because she’ll be losing to a lesbian, anyway.” Gigi stared the boy down, “how do you feel about that, Jake?”

Sputtering, Jake looked around the cafeteria where half of the student body had been watching. “But you’re so hot, you can’t like girls!”

“And why not?” Gigi cocked an eyebrow.

“Because!”

“Because…” Gigi leaned forward, urging him on, “You’re an idiot?”

“Yes!“ He said with his full chest, and then pulled back, scrunching up his brows, “Wait - no! What?”

A few spectators began to laugh, as well as Jake’s friend, who had backed up to put space in between them. Gigi smirked, taking in the crowd, before meeting Jake’s eyes once again. “Do you think you’ve embarrassed yourself enough, or should I keep going?”

He rolled his eyes, scoffing. “Whatever. Bitch.” He walked away, motioning for his friend to follow him.

Jackie swallowed, unsure what to think. She had been so rude to Gigi these last months, but Gigi had just stood up for her, and she was gay?

“Uh,” she started, inwardly cursing herself for sounding like a moron. Gigi turned to her expectantly. “Thanks.”

Gigi nodded once. “Yeah.” She turned away swiftly, giving Jackie no chance to say anything else.

When she swiveled back around to Nicky and Rock, the two appeared to have been listening with rapt attention. However, when they noticed she could see them again, they switched positions, looking anywhere but at her.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh?” Rock asked, studying her lunchbox. “Nothing, we just - oh did my mom pack cookies? Sweet!”

“Wow, so cool Rock! No glue this time?” Nicky asked, her eyes way too wide and her excitement too over exaggerated.

Rock deflated at the comment. “I wish.”

“Uh… okay.” Jackie looked between the two, wondering what moment she had just interrupted.

Silence fell over the three, before Nicky spoke again. “So… That was really nice of Gigi.”

“And she’s gay,” Rock added, helping no one. Nicky kicked her underneath the table, which caused Rock to yelp.

“Yeah, that was really nice of her to come out to defend me,” Jackie shrugged.

“Yeah… it was… very kind of her to do that…” Nicky emphasized the thought, leaning forward in her seat.

It was really nice, Jackie thought to herself, twisting slightly in her chair to catch a glimpse at Gigi’s table. The blonde was laughing with her friends, her wavy hair going past her shoulders. Jackie let her eyes stay on Gigi for only a moment more, before she slid them back to the table. Maybe there were two sides to every story, and Jackie had written Gigi’s side without even getting to know her. She had stood up for Jackie, seemingly without a second thought, would Jackie have done the same? Of course, but… Jackie was a good person, right? Could Gigi be a good person, too?

Jackie was pulled out of her thoughts by the conversation Nicky and Rock were having at the other side of the table. “Do you think it’s working?” Rock had whispered, glancing between Nicky and Jackie.

“What are you two talking about?” Jackie asked, furrowing her brows.

Rock’s eyes went wide, before she stuttered out “Anime! Crunchyroll on mobile is so glitchy!” She gave a tense smile, and let out a high pitched, fake laugh.

“Right…”

Though she was still confused, Jackie wouldn’t let Gigi throw her off completely. It was almost the end of the election season, and Jackie knew her only way to reel in the undecided voters was to nail her speech. She had begun writing it, but had no direction. After what had just happened, an idea finally hit her.

By the time speeches rolled around, Jackie was filled with confidence. She was extremely proud of the speech she had prepared, she had been rehearsing it every single night and was ready to crush Gigi’s dreams of being President.

The two sat to the left of center stage in the auditorium where the speeches would take place. Their entire class trickled in slowly, making their way into the rows. As more and more piled in, Jackie’s anxiety rose. She could feel dozens of eyes on her. The principal began introducing the two candidates, redundantly, if Jackie had to say, and then gestured to Gigi to step up to the podium.

Gigi stood up swiftly, walking up to the stand, the clack of her heels echoing through the large room. All eyes were on her now, so Jackie could finally relax.

With bated breath, Gigi finally began her speech, dragging her eyes along the audience.

“Hey guys! My name is Gigi God, I mean Goode, fuck, I mean, not fuck, I mean, shit, I mean, hey!” She turned to the principal, cocking her head, “Am I allowed to keep going or am I suspended for that?”

He nodded, gesturing for her to continue.

“Cool. I decided to run for President because we need someone who can work! And I can, even though there’s a rumor that I can’t. Thanks, Dahlia. You wish you could be up here.”

“No I don’t,” a voice called out from the audience.

“Shut up, Dahlia. I hope that was Dahlia. Anyway, I am really good with an E, get it, Gigi Goode? Wow, funny, too? You guys are really gonna miss out if you don’t vote for me.”

Jackie watched in horror as Gigi’s speech devolved into absolute chaos. She had no idea where all of Gigi’s confidence came from, as it appeared as though she was an absolute moron when it came to public speaking.

“So, if you don’t vote for me, know you are not cool. You probably are a nerd and want to vote for Jackie for, I don’t know, longer Dungeons and Dragons meetings. Sorry Rock. Peace!”

With that, Gigi pulled away from the podium, and walked back to her seat, a smug smile on her face. “Beat that, Jackie.”

Jackie sent her an incredulous look. “I would be worried if I couldn’t.”

Letting out a deep breath, Jackie got up from her own seat, and walked to the center of the stage. She gripped the podium tightly, bending down slightly to speak into the microphone.

“Hello everyone. As you know, I am Jaqueline Cox, your treasurer, and, hopefully, your future president. I have the experience of being in the student council, and I am fully confident that I have what it takes to be the greatest President this school has ever had.” She took another breath, looking down to read the next line of her speech.

“Coming into high school was difficult, as it was for many of us. Figuring out who we are, who we want to be, who other people think we should be, it’s like we’re placed in a box before we even know how to break out. Now, look at us.” She tried to find a few familiar faces, smiling gently at Nicky and Rock, who were situated a few rows to the left. “Soon we’ll be going into the real world, where more boxes will be built around us, some less temporary than others. I want to help give each and every one of you the tools to break out of those boxes, regardless of how daunting it may seem.”

She had spent hours figuring out what her speech was going to be about, and hit several walls. However, thinking back through her own high school experience, it was not her intelligence or her drive that made her happy or successful, it was her bravery. It was her fearlessness in being herself. That was all she ever wanted for everyone else, as well.

“Because of my upbringing, my boxes were always so rigid, and I was always afraid to break out and be myself. But coming here, and seeing all of you, and finding out who I am, I’ve learned that the only way to live is to live truthfully. There is always going to be fear and danger in subverting expectations, but are you really living, if you aren’t you? Allowing diversity into our school, and allowing it to flourish, would be the best opportunity we would have to create a graduating class of unique individuals who are ready to break out of societal confines, and be exactly who we all want to be.”

Jackie scanned the audience, looking for any reactions. Everyone’s faces were blank, besides Crystal, who was sobbing in the front row and Gigi, who was staring intensely at Jackie.

“If you elect me as your president, I promise that I will fight each and every day to ensure that everyone gets to be themselves. There will be no fear in my hallways.”

Crystal stood up, starting to slowly clap, looking around and waiting for the other students to join in. They didn’t. She sat back down immediately, trying to pretend she didn’t embarrass herself in front of the entire student body.

“Um. Thank you,” Jackie spoke, shifting her eyes around the unreactive audience.

With that, she turned to go back to her seat. Gigi held up her hand for a high five, which Jackie stared at for a little too long, before slowly bringing her hand up to meet Gigi’s.

“And for our final announcement of the day, the new heads of Student Council…”

Jackie listened closely, tapping her sneaker on the cafeteria floor to keep her occupied. It was the end of the day, and after what felt like thirty activities and announcements, it was finally time to learn who had become the president. She had been in study hall for her last period, and with little homework to occupy herself, had been terribly anxious and snappy while waiting.

“Our Secretary is Widow Von Du…”

Jackie rolled her eyes. She had run unopposed, what was the point in announcing this?

“Our new treasurer is Brita Havea…”

At least some good had come out of this race, Brita would be a fantastic replacement, and she voted for Jackie.

The principal paused, which only acted to further annoy Jackie, and her tapping foot became incessant.  

“And our new President and Vice President are… Gigi Goode and Jackie Cox, respectively!”

What?

“ What? ”

What had happened? Had she been Thomas Jefferson’d? Why was she the Vice President?

“I’m sorry,” Nicky said, putting a hand on Jackie’s shoulder to console her. “Gigi’s speech was God awful, but it was the most human thing she has ever done. She won by a landslide.”

Jackie turned her head away, accidentally finding Gigi amongst the sea of students, across the room. She was clapping for herself. Jackie looked away quickly, because Gigi’s presence and her joy were making her upset. She gathered her things and started heading to the library. Once she got into the empty hallway, she heard footsteps behind her that followed her rhythm, but they were getting closer. After listening closely, Jackie could tell that it was no other than Gigi, the last person she wanted to see.

“Go away, Gigi.”

“I know you’re pissed but listen to me!”

Jackie continued walking towards the library, bunching her hands up at her sides. “Why should I listen?”

“Because!” Gigi sputtered.

“Amazing argument.”

The loud groan Gigi let out shocked Jackie for a second, before Gigi started speaking again. “I… might’ve… offered the school some things to have you be my Vice President, because I knew how much this meant to you!”

Jackie stopped in her tracks. She hated the fact that Gigi couldn’t seem to stop bribing people, but then again, that money could go towards a lot of the programs that desperately needed funding.

“Why would you do that for me?” She asked, staring at the linoleum floors under her. “I don’t think I’ve ever been nice to you.”

“Does it matter?” Gigi asked, putting her hand on Jackie’s shoulder to turn her around. “You can make it up to me,” Jackie furrowed her eyebrows; Gigi actually looked… nervous? The blonde put a loose strand of her hair behind her ear, looking down, before looking back up at Jackie. “I was planning on going bowling tonight, if you want to join me?”

“You were going bowling… alone?”

Gigi nodded fervently, “Yeah! To, um, celebrate my win!”

“…Alone?”

“No one else won the presidency, did they?”

Jackie chuckled, shaking her head. Gigi was a lot more than the bitchy front she put up in the past, and Jackie was actually enjoying getting to see this other side of her, in a weird, ironic way.

Jackie finally gave in, smiling despite herself. “You really bribed the school for me?”

“Yes!” Gigi laughed, and Jackie joined in, because the situation was ridiculous. “Go bowling with me?”

Jackie rolled her eyes, still smiling. “Sure, why not?”

“Great!”

There was a pause, before Jackie spoke again. “So, are you picking me up?”

“Um…” Gigi looked around, tapping her shoe on the floor pointedly. “You are aware I’m gay, right?”

Jackie took a mental step back. “What?”

“I can’t drive, Jackie, I’m gay.”

“Okay?”  Jackie was even more confused, now. “I’m gay too, and I can drive?”

“Yeah, but, you’re… sophisticated.”

Laughing, Jackie nodded. “Okay, okay, fine. I’ll pick you up, just text me a time.”

“I don’t have your number, though?”

“DM me on Instagram,” Jackie said, giving Gigi another easy smile.

“Okay.” Gigi flashed her a toothy grin before turning around and heading back to the cafeteria to celebrate her win.

Jackie rolled her eyes, wondering what she had gotten herself into.

Clothes were strewn everywhere in Jackie’s room, covering her bed and desk. She couldn’t find a single, cohesive outfit she wanted to wear, but she had never cared before. What had changed?

Did Jackie… like Gigi? No, that couldn’t be possible, she had felt nothing but anger towards Gigi until recently. Everything Gigi did had made her mad, or confused, or nervous, or…

God damnit. She did like Gigi, but there was no way the blonde could feel the same way. Gigi was out of Jackie’s league, and she had no chance after she had been flat out rude to her the entire election season.

And now, they were hanging out, only because Gigi felt bad for her, and Jackie was going to be weird about it. Great. Gigi had done such a nice thing for her (ignoring the bribery), and even had offered up a friendship, and Jackie was going to ruin it by being a dumb lesbian.

It was less than thirty minutes until she was supposed to pick Gigi up, and having this crisis was not it. She looked over to her bed, where her phone was lying on her comforter, and wondered if it was too late to cancel. Sure, Gigi would be disappointed, but Jackie was not willing to put herself and her dignity through this.

She walked over to her bed, writing out what she would send to Gigi in her head (something along the lines of “Oh my God! I completely forgot that my mother wanted me to do xyz tonight, I’m so sorry!”), until she realized she had a notification from the other girl anyway.

[gigigoode] cant wait for tonight! this is the second thing im gonna beat u at today :)

Jackie laughed, despite how insulting that should have been. How was she supposed to cancel on her, when the blonde sounded so excited? Fuck it, she was going to have to put her feelings for Gigi on the back burner for tonight.

[jackie.cox] Jokes on you, I am a MASTER at bowling!

She wouldn’t say she was amazing at bowling, but she thought winning something against Gigi would help her shattered ego.

[gigigoode] :’(

Against her better judgement, Jackie decided to leave for Gigi’s early, in case she got lost. Gigi lived in a neighborhood she wasn’t entirely familiar with, so she was being prepared. She totally didn’t want to get there early on purpose.

However, when she finally arrived, she found herself overthinking everything. What if Gigi thought it was weird that she was early? But she couldn’t just sit in Gigi’s driveway like a stalker, that would be even weirder.

[gigigoode] are u at my house??

“Shit,” Jackie whispered, texting back a quick response before Gigi could think mean thoughts about her.

[jackie.cox] Yeah, sorry I overestimated the amount of time it took me to get here. Haha

[gigigoode] it’s okay just give me a minute and i’ll come on down :)

To Jackie’s relief, Gigi came out of her house only moments later, dressed in jean shorts and a striped blue button down, and it might have been the first time Jackie had seen her without heels, having swapped them out with a white pair of sneakers. It was the most dressed down Jackie had ever seen her, but it somehow only fueled her newly realized attraction. God damnit.

Although the car ride was a little awkward, and Jackie almost T-Boned someone because she got distracted by Gigi, they got there in one piece.

The bowling alley had a galaxy theme, with bright strobe lights flashing over the starry rugs and countertops. Children filled up almost every lane and every game that the arcade portion had to offer, throwing balls into gutters and stuffing their faces with pizza.

Jackie remembered being young without a care in the world, which was the exact opposite of how she felt right now, with Gigi’s hand brushing up against her own as they walked to the counter.

“I’m paying,” Gigi announced loudly, handing over her money to the gangly cashier, who was about as subtle in checking Gigi out as every other boy in their grade (which was not at all, ever). It annoyed Jackie, throwing a glare at the boy that she hoped he noticed.

They got their shoes from the counter, and headed off to their lane.

Jackie was feeling pretty confident after she found the perfect bowling ball, happy with the way her thumb wouldn’t get caught in it when she released it. However, after plugging in both of their names into the system, Gigi immediately bowled a spare.

As ‘SPARE’ played across the screen, Gigi did a celebratory dance, which Jackie found it boastful, but also cute at the same time, which she hated.

“You’re up,” Gigi looked back at Jackie as she walked towards their seats, smirking.

Jackie did pretty well, knocking over seven pins, having left two on the left and one on the right. She tried to hit the two on the left, but her ball ended up going straight through the middle of the lane.

“Oooh, not quite,” Gigi teased, walking up and grabbing her teal ball from the ball return. She took a few moments to align herself, sending her ball down the middle and knocking over all ten pins.

“Woo!” Gigi brought back the celebratory dance, stopping as soon as she saw Jackie’s face. “Uh…”

“It’s fine,” Jackie lied, standing up too straight.

She ended up knocking over another seven pins, which was still fine, but annoyed her further with how far behind she’d still be.

It was like Gigi picked up on Jackie’s irritation, because once it was her turn, she rolled a gutter ball.

“Oops! Silly me, I’m just too dainty to hold this heavy ball, it looks like!” Gigi pouted, letting her wrists bend down.

Jackie squinted and tilted her head. “Yeah…”

“I guess you’re gonna catch up…”

Jackie continued looking at her suspiciously, before shaking her head and getting up once more.

Gigi didn’t give up her act of pretending she couldn’t hold the ball, and Jackie ended up winning the game with a total of 73 points.

“Did you let me win?” Jackie finally asked, after watching Gigi manage to knock down one pin on her last go.

Gigi had the decency to look surprised. “Wha- I- Of course not! You’re just so good at bowling!”

“Do you want me to teach you, then? We can play another game.”

“Yeah! I’d love to.”

Every time Jackie would help Gigi hold the ball, she would feel Gigi lean into her touch. Surely Jackie was just imagining it, there was no reason for Gigi to want to do that. Despite her instruction, Gigi hadn’t been getting better, and had to keep asking for Jackie to repeat her instructions again and again.

That was, until the end, when Gigi finally got another strike. Her little dance came back once again, and Jackie found herself smiling at the blonde.

“Jackie! We did it!” She squealed, hopping off the platform to give Jackie the tightest hug.

“Yeah, we did. We’re a great team, I’m glad we were able to become such good friends after everything!”

She could feel Gigi still almost immediately, before pulling away from Jackie and giving her a cold stare. “Friends?”

Jackie swallowed. “Yeah? What else could we be-”

“I ask you to go bowling with me, and pay for it, and get you to ‘teach me’ how to bowl, even though I’m clearly better than you, and you call us friends?”

“Wait, so you were faking it?”

“Yes, Jackie, you idiot! So not the point!” She threw her hands up, balling them into fists and setting them back down to her sides. “I like you! I don’t know how to spell it out so you can finally figure it out, but I’ve had this massive crush on you for like a year!”

Jackie felt every word she wanted to say get lodged in her throat, watching Gigi grow angrier.

“And I thought you felt the same, because you said yes to this date!”

Jackie took a step back mentally. “This is a date?”

“‘This is a date?’” Gigi mocked her, “Of course it’s a date!” She let out a huff, closing her eyes and finally calming down. She spoke calmly, her voice sounding like it was on the verge of cracking. “Did you not want this to be a date?”

“No, I do! I just never thought you felt that way about me!”

Gigi laughed incredulously, shaking her head. “Seriously? I thought I was being totally obvious.”

Suddenly, a lot more of what had happened over the last few weeks made sense to Jackie. The reason why Gigi had sat next to her that day in the library, their arguments always being filled with tension that she couldn’t pinpoint, her own feelings towards Gigi. The way Gigi had always looked at her, intensely, and without shame.

“I’m not… the best at picking up on things…” She rubbed the back of her neck, her face beginning to burn. “I feel like an idiot now.”

“You should, honestly. I bribed the school for you to be the VP, and you thought absolutely nothing of it?”

Jackie rolled her eyes, trying not to let herself smile. “Way to make me feel better.”

Gigi grinned, leaning forward to nudge Jackie’s shoulder with her own. “Sorry, you’re just ridiculous.”

The two laughed, and Jackie felt all of the pressure of the night fall off her shoulders. She wasn’t sure what this would make the two of them, but for once, she couldn’t be bothered to care. She was having a good time, and she was having a good time with Gigi. “Yeah, but you like me.”

“You like me, and I bribe people.”

“Morals be damned in the name of high school crushes,” Jackie shrugged, laughing along with Gigi, before pressing her lips together. “Where does that leave us now?”

Gigi twisted her bowling shoe on the ground, quirking her mouth to the side. “I guess we could, you know, finish our date?”

Jackie could feel herself genuinely smile again, blushing under the strobe lights. “Well… I am positive I could kick your ass at the arcade games.”

Gigi smirked, leaning forward to grab Jackie’s hand, pulling her towards the Arcade. “You’re on.”

[zwritestuff]

gigi x jackie? they were cute in this episode

for the record: anon was talking about ep2 but since i’m a lazy bitch i just got around doing this request smh i’m cancelled 😔👊🏻 still hope u like it though! he/him pronouns are used because they’re out of drag.

my requests are open, so please feel free to send me a prompt and a pairing and i’ll write a drabble for you!

Jackie assumes the role of mom friend quicker than he expected.

There’s only seven queens counting him, but that doesn’t mean there’s any less chaos. Dinner time turns into anything but dinner time with the seven of them talking over each other in order to tell a story over someone else that isn’t even finished talking.

He can only imagine how messy it’ll be once the other queens join them.

“I feel like my ears are going to explode,” Gigi comments, settling by his side in the couches. Jackie hums in agreement, his mouth full with the cheap pasta.

So far, he likes Gigi. Even if he tends to like everyone, he just likes Gigi more than the rest for some strange reason. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that he’s funny and, at the moment, is the only other queen that prefers to be silent rather than scream at the top of his lungs stories from the club.

“There’s a reason in the queen of New York’s evening life,” Jackie says, stifling a laugh. Gigi smiles, taking a bite from his meatballs.

“Are you really?” Gigi asks with a brow cocked, Jackie nods, saying he’s too old for the night life. “Oh, bitch, please, aren’t you the same age as Brita?��� 

Jackie snorts, almost throwing his food.

“Well, yeah, but, y’know, everyone says they’re the queen of the night life in their cities. What about the evening life? It’s a nice time too!” His answer elicits a loud laugh from Gigi and maybe his heart skips a beat or two, but he doesn’t think much of it.

“Oh my God, after we finish filming I’m definitely joining you on the evening life,” Gigi assures, and Jackie smiles widely.

“If we book you,” he deadpans and Gigi screeches, promptly causing the rest of the queens to look at them.

They start to yell at them to join before Jackie can continue an add I’m joking, I’d love to share my throne with you.

[padmaddean]

My TOP 10 couples of 2021 based on their chemistry.

It's almost the end of this year so it's time for a recap.

I chose 10 couples that I enjoyed in 2021, so let's get started:

1. Jackie & Leslie (Hightown s2) - Both are messy in their own way, but thet are perfect together. I didn't expect to like them so much. Chemistry is incredible. They could stand next to each other and not even look in each other's direction and the chemistry would be better than a lot of couples on TV. I hope the showrunner doesn't screw them up even more in the next season.

2. Gigi & Dani (The L Word: Generation Q s2) - Gen Q is boring as fuck. I had to fast forward many scenes to survive, but Gini scenes are the only thing I can watch over and over again. I blame Gigi for this :)

3. Vi & Caitlyn (Arcane: League of Legends s1) - I don't even like animated series, but I made an exception and I don't regret it. Not only is a fantastic show but Vi and Caitlyn are such a nice surprise. I can't wait for the next season.

4. Haniwa & Wren (See s2) - I really wasn't expecting a f/f couple in season two, and definitely not the main couple. Awesome surprise. On top of that, the writers gave them the most romantic story they could :)

5. Quinn & Isabela (Harlem s1) - Q&I are so adorable together :) Their chemistry is so strong that they didn't even have to kiss to get my attention. I hope for more of them in the next season.

6. Deena & Sam (Fear Street Trilogy) - Normally I wouldn't watch this, because I don't like horror movies, but this one wasn't that scary. Also, f/f as the main couple, that's pretty rare.

7. Sarah & Joline (Van Helsing s5) - I know they don't count as new couple, but I've been waiting for they reunion since 2018, so they should be here.

8. Marla & Fran (I Care a Lot) - None of them are good people, but this list is not about that. Chemistry between them is actually pretty good. But well... we're talking about Rosamund Pike after all, she has chemistry with all women :)

9. Taissa & Simone (Yellowjackets s1) - They may not be at the top of my list, but I'm getting more and more into them. Their kissing scene was really good.

10. Amy & Kirsten (Vigil s1) - I really wish they weren't separated practically the whole season. We only saw flashbacks from the time, when they were a couple.

Happy New Year!

[imalwaysaslutfordrag]

Friendly Fire - Chapter 6

Jackie’s voice deepened impossibly, rumbling against Jan’s neck. “Oh, Sunshine,” she chuckled darkly, “you don’t want to play these games, not with me.”

But Jan was never very good at following the rules.

Which is undoubtedly what got her into this situation in the first place.

“Why not?”

“Cause I’ll win.” Jackie smiled wickedly, flashing her porcelain-white teeth in the process.

She looked like an animal on the prowl. A predator. And Jan felt acutely aware of the fact that she was the intended prey.

“You won’t.”

Jackie’s hands stopped their movements as the car began to slow and noise from the party could be heard from outside.

“I’ll make you a bet,” Jackie said. “By the end of the night, you’ll let me win - no, you’ll be begging me to.”

Jan maneuvered her way off Jackie’s lap, grabbing her purse with her left and pulling her partner toward the door with her right. “And if I don’t?” She asked cheekily.

Jackie stopped her, turning Jan around to look her deep in the eyes. “You’re in charge,” she said seriously.

Jan blinked at her slowly. “You mean like-”

“Like totally in charge.” Jackie nodded. “I won’t touch anything on the case without your permission. No phone calls to mafia folk, no secret meetings. I’ll defer to you on all matters.”

Jan balked at her statement. “You must be pretty damn sure of yourself.”

Jackie just smiled knowingly.

[oracleofwriting]

military-based story with serious drill sergeant Gigi and unruly cadets. (Heidi and Jan are cadet friends) (Jackie is another Sergeant nicer) Nicky transfer from France army.

Military Base Charles

Gigi - Drill Sergeant Goode

Jackie - Sergeant Cox

Crystal - Private Methyd

Jan - Private Sport

Heidi - Major Closet (pfft)

Widow - Captain Von Du

Jaida - Captain Hall

Nicky - Warrant Officer Doll

Rock - (Military Police) Officer Sakura

(Gigi x Crystal, Jackie x Nicky)

Monday mornings were parade days. The platoon would be marched out of their barracks to the parade square. Today was unfortunately not just a normal practice parade, this was the real thing. Colonel Hall is coming to visit the base to be introduced to the new recruits and check on the officers. Drill sergeant Goode marches out to the front of the platoon. She turns herself around to address the recruits. 

“Platoon 309. Attention!”

The voice of the drill sergeant rang across the parade square. The platoon was quick to stand at attention. 

“Present, arms!”

The platoon raises their right arms and salute Colonel Hall. The parade goes on as usual, Colonel Hall is very impressed with the progress of Sergeant Goode’s platoon. Captain Von Du and Colonel Hall are walking through the ranks to inspect the recruits and speak with a few of them. 

“Good morning sergeant Cox.” Colonel Hall said smiling at Jackie, herself responding back respectfully and she moves onto the next recruit. At the end Colonel Hall passes on her praise to Captain Von Du and Sergeant Goode. The parade gets wrapped up and the platoon is dismissed for lunch. 

“Gigi!” Jackie walks over to Gigi following dismissal. Jackie and Gigi joined the corps at the same time, they became fast friends.

“That was so nerve wracking Jackie. I was so worried I’d mess this whole parade up.” Gigi grabs her face in her hands.  

“You did fantastic! You were clear and you looked badass!” Jackie laughed while patting the flustered red headed drill sergeants shoulder. 

“I can’t wait to see the new privates joining today after lunch.” Gigi stated while they both started to walk over to the mess hall. 

“You’ll mold them wonderfully, your drill training is top class.” Jackie giggled back. 

The mess hall was nearly full. Everyone was washing their hands and lining up to go to the counter. They ate based on rank, the lower the rank the faster you get food. Jackie and Gigi weren’t the highest rank there but they were high enough that they’d get to the food by the last wave of recruits. Gigi scowls at the counter, seeing the bain of her existence. The eggs.

“They have those scrambled eggs.” Gigi whispers to Jackie with a raised lip.

“They aren’t that bad Gi.” Jackie whispers back.

“Eggs. Shouldn’t. Bounce!” Gigi stated as she grabbed her food tray and handed one to Jackie. 

There are plenty of rumors about the mess hall food going around, it wasn’t by any means a five star meal but everyone could agree it was better than MRE’s. The girls grabbed their food and went to find a place to sit. They see a bunch of new recruits sitting at a table with the captain getting the rundown. 

“Gi look at that private, with the green hair.” Gigi’s eyes wander over. 

“She’ll have it dyed by sun down Jackie. You know they only allow natural colours.”

Jackie lets out a giggle and continues to follow Gigi to a table with the rest of their friends.

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Well everyone here is a WIP I've been working on ... let me know what you guys think. If enough of you want it I'll continue it.

[captainmoofy]

ok but it literally makes me so happy that michelle said watch out for crystal because she’s a threat !!! her talent is finally getting realized !!!

[aqpippin]

i wanna fuck around and write teacher x lawyer goodecox kidfic

[trixie-pixie]

my fav fics !!

i wanted to make a list of my current favourite fics in the fandom, and if you see this, you should DEFINITELY give them a read !! i’ll link them all in the notes, please read them and go take a look !!

trixya fics:

pen pal [by galaxybrunost on AO3] - OKAY !! this is one of my top 3 favs ever, PLEASE go read it- this is one of the fics that inspired me to start writing again. i love love LOVE the way it’s written (a lot of it is written as emails, which gives such a cool perspective) and i’m so attached to the characters <33 the love i have for this story is immeasurable you guys

jankie fics:

It’s Just Medicine [by abbdab on AO3] - another one of my top 3 <33 this fic was IMPOSSIBLE not to get wrapped up in, i ended up reading the whole thing in one night. this story speaks to me a lot, especially with the way jackie is portrayed. genuinely one of the most amazing things i’ve ever read.

Maybe Together We Can Get Somewhere (Any Place Is Better) [by alittlebitcloser on AO3] - now THIS is a fic i fell in love with immediately. i’m a sucker for 80s AU’s, but a queer bookstore 80s AU mixed with a found family trope? EVERYTHING i needed in life. i can’t even begin to tell you how much i love love love this fic <33

crygi fics:

The Sound of the Suburbs [by secretspyindisguise on AO3] - i told you that i’m a sucker for an 80s AU/found family trope !! this fic makes me Feel so many things. i immediately fell in love with all of the main characters, you have no idea <33

[newron]

Drag Queens

[artificialqueens]

Safe Within Your Arms (Gigi x Jackie) EmoWithOddSocks

Summary: Gigi seeks comfort in Jackie’s arms. (Non Sexual use of the word ‘Daddy’)

A/N: Send prompts to my blog

Jackie had decided to use his day and night off wisely. By doing absolutely nothing other than spending the entire day watching trashy TV and snoozing on the couch. He knew that as soon as the show would begin airing there would be little time for this little pocket of self care he had allowed himself to enjoy.

Around the 10th episode of Kitchen Nightmares Jackie decided that it was time to peel himself off the couch and take a long shower before tucking into bed for a rare good night sleep. However, just as he had closed his eyes ready to drift off, his phone began to buzz on the nightstand. Annoyed, Jackie blindly reached for it, his eyes cracking open as little as possible to read the caller ID.

*incoming call* Miss Goode

Jackie tapped the answer button confused about why Gigi would be calling at 11pm on a Wednesday night.

“Hello?”

“Hi. Sorry I know it’s your night off.”

“It’s fine. So what’s up? You sound upset.” Jackie sat up in bed, preventing the possibility of falling back asleep.

“I-l don’t know what happened. I was just sat in my hotel room and got the sudden need to talk to someone.”

“You’re In New York?”

“Yeah.” Gigi almost sobbed down the phone. “I came to see an old friend but they didn’t want to see me. I was going to call Nicky or Jan but Nicky never picks up and Jan’s working tonight. And Crystal… I don’t want to talk about it.“

Jackie could hear the apparent sadness laced in Gigi’s voice. The younger queen showing her vulnerability like this was rare. Rubbing her tired eyes Jackie decided that sleep could wait for a while. Gigi needed her more.

“Do you want to come over Gige?”

“Yes please.” The reply came out as less than a whisper.

“Hold on Babe l’ll send you my address.”

“Thanks Da-Jackie. Thanks Jackie.”

Less than 10 minutes later (consisting of Jackie frantically trying to tidy up her apartment) Gigi stood at the door. Clearly unsettled by something from the way her body trembled.

“Hey.” She fell into the hug Jackie was offering, immediately feeling a little better at the contact from the older queen. Showing weakness wasn’t something she was used to but around Jackie she found a new confidence to bare out her soul. Jackie was willing to listen.

“Hi Gige,” Jackie sighed, “come on in. Can I get you a drink or anything?”

Gigi shook her head, instead plopping herself down on Jackie’s couch. She loved how Jackie’s apartment was undeniably, well Jackie’s. From the sight vintage feel to the decor to the Star Trek mug that sat unwashed next to her kitchen sink. Gigi’s favorite part though was the owner of such possessions.

“Would you do that thing you used to in the van?” She asked shyly. Jackie hummed in agreement as he sat next to the younger queen, bringing the palm of her hand to her lap. Slowly she traced small circles into the soft skin, an action that had become an instant calmer to a stressed out Gigi during filming.

Gigi looked like she was holding something back, as if words had become stuck in her throat. Jackie let go of her hand.

“Jackie, I need, I need you.” Gigi finally forced out along with a few tears running down her face. On the inside Jackie swore that his heart was breaking. Those feelings could wait

“How do you wanna do this?” Jackie ran a finger up and down the side of Gigi’s arm, the hairs standing up from the contact. “You have complete control Gige.”

“I don’t know. I think I just wanna sleep with you tonight.” Jackie raised an eyebrow. It wasn’t that she didn’t find Gigi attractive, that would be impossible to deny but physically being with her didn’t feel right.

“Not like that!” Gigi protested. “I want to be held by you. Like cuddling? Yeah I want to be cuddled. Every cell in Jackie’s body simultaneously signed in relief at the confirmation.

“And you don’t mind me referring to you as ‘baby’ do you? Say I was to refer to you as ‘baby boy’, you’d be comfortable with that?” Gigi’s face lifted into a brief smile as she moved closer to Jackie.

“That’s fine, more than fine actually. What about me calling you, you know?” The hesitation hit her before she’d even realized what had left her mouth. Panicking she stared into Jackie’s eyes, desperate for any form of reaction.

“Relax. You can say it, no judgement from me Gigi. If that’s part of the comfort I can give you right now then it’s completely okay sweetheart.” The older queen stroked a line down her cheeks, wiping off the tears that had clung to Gigi’s face.

“Daddy.” she whimpered, burying her head into Jackie’s shoulder in a failed attempt to hide the embarrassment she felt. Jackie pulled Gigi onto his lap, pressing a kiss to the side of her head. He felt the collar of his t-shirt dampen from more tears until he decided to bring Gigi to face him, holding her face.

“Call me whatever you want baby boy. Shhh. Now stop those tears, crying is Crystal’s gig.” Gigi tensed at the mention of Crystal’s name.

“Can we go to bed?” Gigi yawned.

“Of course baby.”

-

Jackie smiled into Gigi’s hair as she felt the younger’s soft breath tickle her neck. Gigi had completely wrapped herself around Jackie’s body. Never had she felt so small than when held in Jackie’s arms, a rare safe place. Jackie had tried falling back asleep cuddled up to Gigi but was kept awake by the mumbles leaving the younger’s mouth every few minutes as she found herself trapped in a dream.

“Jac…” “Daddy.”

“I’m right here baby boy. I’m not going anywhere.” Jackie soothed, pressing her fingers into Gigi’s back. He wasn’t even sure Gigi was listening, not even stirring as Jackie’s phone lit up one again.

*Incoming call Crystal Methyd*

“Please tell me Gigi is with you!” Crystal sounded out of breath as if she’d been ruining around the city all night.

“She is. What’s wrong?”

“I fucked up Jackie, i don’t know what she’s told you but it’s my fault.” Jackie looked back down at the queen who had begun to nuzzle into her neck.

“Cryst she’s told me nothing, can we talk properly in the morning?”

“Okay. Thanks for looking after her, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

The call ended abruptly, leaving Jackie with an endless amount of unanswered questions. He decided they could wait, Gigi deserved the rest and Jackie couldn’t find the energy to ask. As long as they remained snuggled up together no previous conflict could cause a disturbance.

[zwritestuff]

“Is that.. my shirt?” PLS 🤧🤧💕

here u go nony! set in that throuple vampire verse i wrote earlier today, with jackie/gigi but the throuple is implied 🤠

*

“Is that my shirt?” Gigi asks, startling Jackie as she turns to face her.

“How long have you been there?” She replies with another question, forgetting how sneaky Gigi can be and the fact she has no reflection. It surely is something she dreads; she has this annoying habit of appearing out of nowhere, taking advantage of this.

Gigi shrugs, being as mysterious as she always is. Jackie groans a little, turning back to see her reflection in the mirror.

“It is,” Jackie admits sheepishly, admiring the vintage clothing. “I’m sorry, I was gonna ask you to let me borrow it, I just couldn’t—”

“You don’t have to ask me anything, wear it if you want,”  Gigi cuts her off, making Jackie blush. “Nicky steals my clothes all the time and I don’t mind, I don’t wear half of this shit anyways.” She shrugs again and Jackie scratches the back of her neck.

“I guess I just need time getting used to… This.” She gestures at the two of them and Gigi smiles softly, coming closer to give Jackie a kiss on the cheek.

“Take all the time you need, honey; we want you to be comfortable,” Gigi says, placing an arm around Jackie’s waist and encouraging her to keep on snooping around her closet.

[angelvenom]

my babie

[lesbianzhane]

gigi goode does NOT simp (crygi)

gigi goode is a popular instagram designer and model. her friend, jan, constantly posts photos with a pretty girl that gigi falls head over heels for. when nicky throws a party, and that pretty girl just so happens to be there with jan, gigi knows that her friend was pulling out some sort of scheme. 

ao3 link!

Gigi never liked to call herself an ‘influencer’. The word seemed far too snobby, and she really didn’t believe she was all that big of a deal online. Sure, she had a couple hundred thousand (closer to a million, really) followers. But, in the grand scheme of things, did that really matter? People would tire of her one day, they’d find another pretty fashionista to gush over in the span of a year. For the time being, she just wanted to bask in whatever glow she had. The fame would come and go, and soon she’d be left with nothing but the memory of her silly little instagram account. 

Speaking of, the blonde haired girl set up her next post. Her caption had been some witty pun made up by her best friend, Jackie, because obviously she wouldn’t think of something so endearing yet stupid at the same time. Gigi usually ripped her captions from stupid things her friends would say, or she would force Nicky to translate some song lyric into french and use that. She wasn’t exactly the most creative when it came to captioning her posts, but she made up for it with the fact that the clothes she wore were all hand designed. 

Ever since she could remember, Gigi loved fashion. She loved being able to make things that people loved and wished they owned themselves. She adored the way that people would ask her where she got a garment, and how she could answer that she made it herself. Most inspiration she had came from her mother. She had been a seamstress as well, and as a child Gigi would watch her work. She was fascinated with how easily her mother put together clothes, and she started designing at a young age. It’s what led her to where she was now. 

Gigi began posting her outfits on Instagram a year prior. She didn’t expect it to go anywhere, really. So, when she started gaining followers, she was completely shocked. People actually liked her designs and her fashion enough to follow her. Enough to anticipate her next post. It was mind boggling to her. 

As she hit post, she scrolled down her Instagram feed. It was mostly filled with her friends. Jackie’s silly little Star Trek stan account that she had insisted Gigi followed, and Nicky’s own fashion account. Jackie had even forced her to follow the girl she had been pining after for years now, Jan, and she could have sworn the girl combusted when she got that follow notification. The direct message that followed consisted of a fully caps locked message, and a whole bunch of spelling mistakes that Gigi couldn’t even count. 

Pausing her scrolling, one post in particular caught her eye. It was from Jan, posted about an hour ago. In the photo, Jan was smiling brightly with a taller girl standing by her side. Her bouncy red curls were flying all over the place, and her smile lit up the entire photo. Gigi loved when Jan posted photos like this. She didn’t even know the name of the mystery person, and there was never an account tagged in the photos. Gigi was left wondering who that beautiful girl was, and of course she brought it up everytime she saw Jan. 

Gigi could recall the most recent time she brought up the mystery girl. Her, Jan and Jackie were gathered around a busy diner booth, all sharing one basket of fries. It was a silly idea, because Jan could eat far faster than the other two, so by the time Gigi had tuned back into the conversation, half the basket was already gone. She didn’t really mind though. She was aimlessly scrolling through her Instagram, as she does, when another photo of the mystery girl popped up on her feed. She slid her phone towards Jan, quirking an eyebrow. 

“Who is this?” Gigi had a rather harsh tone of voice, and oftentimes she sounded meaner than she had intended to. But, Jan knew her well enough to see past that. 

“That’s me and my friend, why?” Jan was much more upbeat than Gigi was. Sometimes, the blonde would wonder if Jan had ever felt any emotion aside from happiness. 

“Yeah but like, what’s her name? Her Instagram?” Gigi pressed forward. 

A grin spread onto Jan’s lips, and she snatched Gigi’s phone up. “Are you being a simp? Are you simping for my friend who you have never met?”

“What does that even mean?” Gigi attempts to snatch her phone away from Jan, all while Jackie sits back and does nothing to help her. Some best friend she is. “Jackie, help me.”

“I want no part in whatever you two are doing.” Jackie throws her hands up, before taking another fry and popping it into her mouth. It’s so like Jackie to not get involved in their silly squabble, it makes Gigi wonder why she loves the girl so much. Except, not really. She knows why. 

“Give me my phone! I don’t even know what a simp is.” Gigi stretches across the table until she’s practically kneeling on it. It’s garnered the attention from other occupants in the diner, most of them wondering what the hell this twenty something year old is doing. Gigi pays no mind, finally grasping her phone and sinking back down into her seat. 

Jan goes on to explain exactly what a simp is to Gigi, and the girl can't even deny the fact that maybe she is simping a little bit. She doesn’t think it really counts though, she’s never sent this mystery person any money. She doesn’t even know her name for crying out loud. 

It’s about a week later, and Gigi still has no answers to who this person is. Jan refuses to tell her, for whatever reason. She has to push those thoughts aside for the moment, because their close friends are throwing a party that evening and she still has yet to get dressed. She moved over to her closet, rifling through her clothes for something suitable. It wasn’t something super fancy, so she could skip out on long gowns. She didn’t really feel like showing up in a cocktail dress either, though. 

After searching for an allotted time that she doesn’t really want to admit, Gigi finds the perfect outfit. It’s a turtleneck shirt that hugs her figure like a glove, and it has a beautiful floral print on it. She pairs it with a simple high waisted short, tucking the shirt into them. It makes her waist look skinny, and her legs long. She adds a small little pink scarf tied around her neck. She pairs it with a matching pair of pink boots that make her even taller, and she looks over her outfit in the mirror. It’s perfect for a casual party, plus she looks pretty enough for anyone new she might meet. 

Grabbing her purse, she slips her keys into her hand and heads out the door. Thoughts of the mystery girl are completely void from her mind, which was rare. She was glad for the distraction though, and she drove towards Nicky’s house with Clario blasting throughout her car. 

Nicky has much more money than Gigi did. Her house was larger than Gigi thought was possible, and the other woman surely didn’t need that much space. It helped though, when she had parties like this. Though it was mostly kept to close friends, other friends were brought around and it made the house bustle with noise. Gigi stepped inside without even knocking, knowing Nicky well enough that she didn’t find it necessary to do such a thing. 

As she was crossing the main hall to go find where her friends were tucked away, she saw her. Long legs covered by a pair of worn out denim jeans that were absolutely covered in iron on patches. She was wearing a bright green blouse that hung loosely off her shoulders, and it was unbuttoned enough to reveal the white tank top she was wearing underneath. Bracelets and necklaces clinked together every time the girl moved, and there were the signature red curls adorning her head. She looked even prettier in real life. 

Before she could even take a deep breath, Jan was by her side tugging on her wrist. Gigi stumbles a bit, still a little dazed from seeing the mystery girl from all those photos right in front of her. “Hey girl! You drooling? Better pick your mouth up off the floor before she notices!”

The music from the house pumps in her ears, and she can barely hear Jan making fun of her because of it. Barely being the key word here. Gigi shoves her, puffing out her cheeks. “I didn’t know she would be here. You should have told me, you bitch!” 

Jan simply laughs, grabbing Gigi’s wrist and pulling her over towards her. She can feel her heart in her throat as they get closer, and Gigi has time to appreciate just how beautiful this girl is. Sure, her fashion is louder than Gigi’s, and she certainly looked more creative than herself. Her features were soft, her lips look fuller in person if that was even possible. Gigi was absolutely blown away, how was it possible for someone to be that pretty?

Before she could get over whatever she was feeling, the mystery girl was right in front of her. Her smile lit up the whole room, and Gigi was finding it difficult to even breathe in the presence of this girl. She was already striking up a conversation with Jan that Gigi was tuning out. In favor of listening, she was simply staring at the girl and hoping that she would be swallowed by the floor. She couldn’t do this, she couldn’t talk to someone this pretty. All the confidence she prides herself on having was washing away. And then, that smile was directed at her, and she thought she might just pass out.

“Hi! I’m Crystal!” Crystal. That was her name. Such a perfect name for such a perfect girl. Gigi thought that Crystal suited her, considering she was about as unique as a crystal. None of them looked perfectly the same, and they all stood out on their own. 

“Uh..” Gigi stuttered over her words, looking around the room as if she had forgotten her own name. “Gigi! I’m… Gigi.”

“Pretty name for such a pretty girl!” Crystal shot her a wink, and Gigi felt her heart stop in her chest. The way the music pounded made her feel dizzy, and Crystal giving her that flirty little smile wasn’t helping at all. Gigi simply laughed the compliment off, waving her hand and excusing herself from the two of them. She needed to get some air. 

Stepping out onto Nicky’s back patio, Gigi looked down at the pool below her. There was a small staircase that led down to the pool's edge, and with the beginning of summer fast approaching, Nicky had just opened up the pool. The water shone with the sunset, rippling and allowing Gigi to get lost in her thoughts. The mystery girl, Crystal, had actually been here. Jan was probably planning this all along. Gigi wouldn’t be surprised if the reason she kept any and all information a secret was for this exact night. Actually, she guaranteed that was the reason. 

Reaching into her pocket, Gigi took out the one object that always brought her comfort. Her phone. She opened her Instagram, scrolling through her notifications until a certain name popped out at her. 

crystalemethyd has followed you!

Crystal Methyd. That was her full name. She clicked onto the page, finding herself lost in scrolling through pictures of the beautiful girl. Her follower count was low, and it was clear that this was a personal account and not a business one like Gigi’s. Crystal's vibrant smile captivated her, and she didn’t even hear the door to the patio opening. She was far too engrossed in the current photo of Crystal holding up her cat and laughing at the camera. The way her eyes crinkled slightly was absolutely adorable, and Gigi couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. 

“That’s my cat, Tic Tac.” The sudden voice behind her startled her, and Gigi nearly dropped her phone down into the pool water below them. She took a deep breath, locking her phone quickly and pressing a hand to her chest. 

“You can’t just sneak up on somebody like that, jeez!” Gigi puffed up her cheeks, though her voice was much softer than she intended. Crystal just laughed quietly at her, holding her arms up. 

“I’m sorry! You were just standing out here by yourself, thought you could use some company.” Crystal shrugged, and Gigi had to force herself to look away from those perfectly painted lips. She looked up to the sky, watching the way it melted from a light purple to a beautiful pink. The edges of the sun were setting, and she could see how all the colors blended together to make a masterpiece. 

“So…” Crystal broke the silence. “Why are you out here scrolling through my Instagram? Are you some sort of stalker or something?” The playful grin on her lips made Gigi’s heart tremble, and she looked away quickly. 

“No! I just noticed you followed me.” She swallowed. Since when was she this awkward? Never in her life had she found herself fumbling for words like this. “I’ve seen pictures of you and Jan before. You were never tagged in any of them.”

“Oh yeah, I didn’t want Jan’s followers like hounding me or something.” Crystal laughed again. “People on the internet are scary. And mean.”

It was the first time since she had seen Crystal that her smile faltered. There was a flash of nervousness, of insecurity in her eyes before it was replaced by that confident aura that seemed to follow her. “Yeah.” Was all Gigi could bring herself to say. 

The two of them stood in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, both sneaking glances at the other. Gigi still couldn’t believe how beautiful Crystal was in person, and that fact that she was really standing in front of her was starting to settle in. As if the silence was actually physically hurting her, Crystal brought her hands down onto the railing of the patio, forcing Gigi to look over to her. 

“Well, it’s been great standing here and doing nothing.” Crystal starts, and Gigi assumes that she must think she’s the most boring person in the whole world. “But, Jan is going to throw a fit if I don’t help her with Jackie. That’s why I’m here after all. And for this mystery girl who has been simping over me for a while.”

Crystal winks at her, and Gigi feels her entire face go red. Of course Jan had told her about that, because why wouldn’t she. She swore that she would get back at her at some point, probably by using Jackie against her. Really though, she knew that Jackie wouldn’t go along with it. 

Crystal grabbed her arm, producing a pen from her pocket. Gigi hadn’t even realized what was happening until she felt the numbers being scrawled across her arm. They were loopy and beautiful, and she never wanted to wash them off. She gasped at the numbers that were clear for anyone to see, and Crystal just grinned at her. 

“You do know I have my phone with me, right?” Gigi challenges her, and Crystal just waves her hand.

“Where’s the romance in that, miss Goode?” With those final words, Crystal shoots her one last wink and disappears into the house. Gigi is left standing there, mouth hung open as she tries to process what had just happened. Did Crystal want to go out with her? Was this a date invitation?

Gigi had no idea. But she took her phone out, copied the number into it and put a cute little heart next to Crystal’s contact name. After a few deep breaths, she went back inside to find where the hell Nicky and Jackie were. Plus, she wanted to see whatever scheme Jan had planned to swoop Jackie off her feet. 

Gigi never really understood slang, despite her follower count. Most of it went over her head, and she wasn’t well versed in meme culture. But, in the words of Jan, maybe she was a simp. 

And maybe that was okay.