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raspberrysmoon · 1 year ago

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sooooo.. @rtcshipweeks kind of got away from me. twice. so instead of just a short little oneshot focused only on the ship/prompt- have my funny little version of day nine: favorite poly ship! of which i used polychoir :)

!noels relationship with the girls and savannah are strictly platonic! hes only dating mischa. i may have wrote him a bit more affectionate than i needed to but they almost died together let them live tbh - also i did sm research on flowers and ukrainian customs/etiquette for this. (whether used or not) almost everything was chosen for a reason :)

"noel, get it together, dude." noel shoved the flowers at her, rolling his eyes in response.

"literally just take them. i'm not going to be your messenger."

ocean huffed, crossing her arms. "your name is literally on them. we bought them together."

"okay, and? i already gave him a gift." he leaned down slightly, "just let yourself have this."

ocean felt herself blush slightly. "noel, you're being stupid. we aren't together, and hes never looked at me like that. its.. weird to give him a gift. especially on valentines."

noel groaned. "you're actually blind! genuinely, actually completely blind!"

"who's blind?"

"constance, my savior!" ocean bolted over, "honey~ please tell noel he's being stupid!"

constance hummed, walking over and taking the flowers. "these are mischas favorites. did you get these for him?" she met noels gaze, "i thought you already gave him a gift."

noel shook his head. "i pitched in a bit, but ocean picked them out and arranged them." he narrowed his eyes playfully at the girl, "shes the one thats supposed to give them to him."

constance giggled. "ocean, they're your gift. you don't have to have a reason to give him a valentines gift. i gave noel one!"

ocean sighed. "you and noel are friends- everyone gave noel a gift. that doesn't count."

"i sent talia a gift, too." constance beckoned her girlfriend over, wrapping an arm around her. "does that mean talia and i are together?"

"how do you know exactly why i don't want to give it to him?" ocean groaned, pressing her face into constances shoulder. "you're just nice. you've always been like that."

noel sighed dramatically, dropping heavily on the couch. "ocean, please just get over yourself. you managed to give savannah one last year, look where that got you!"

she shook her head aggressively, despite the heat flooding her face. "savannah gave me one first. they don't count." she narrowed her eyes, "why do you even get a say in this? why am i listening to you?"

constance laughed, passing the flowers to ocean quickly. "come on, oce, i'll go with you. you can hand them to him and we can say they're from all three of us."

ocean sighed, but she nodded nonetheless. noel cheered quietly, grabbing constances hand and starting to pull her. "come on, i wanna see his face!"

"i cannot believe i just agreed to this."

mischa was sitting in the park under a maple tree, talking with savannah. he was in a red silk shirt and black jeans, and savannah beside him was in a flowy pink dress.

valentines, ocean told herself bitterly. valentines makes people dress all funky. savannah didn't even like pink that much.

she glanced down at her own red sweater, suddenly self conscious. even next to noel and constance, she was so underdressed. the whole choir- even penny- looked so nice and ocean was in a red sweater and black jean shorts. something she wore regularly anyway.

noel grabbed her hand and she looked up at him. curse him and his platforms, they're the same height.

"ocean, i promise, you're going to be fine." he murmured, pulling her towards him. "he's going to love them, and he's going to that thing where he jumps around and grabs you all excited, and you'll be forced to jump with him."

ocean rolled her eyes. "i really don't know about this anymore noel. if i knew you were going to make me give them to him, i would never have helped you."

constance sighed from somewhere behind her. "ocean, come on. the sooner we do this, the sooner it'll be over."

constance, with her gentle voice and even gentler hands. with her pastel pink hair bows and white lace dress. with her deep pink lips, and bright-colored nails. the epitome of everything mischa adored.

she bit her lip, looking over to mischa and savannah sitting under that maple tree. they had a box sitting between them, open, and a starbucks cup full of what looked like a pink drink with some mystery foam on top. she made a mental note to stop by a starbucks later.

"fine."

noel grinned, quickly pushing his hair back and grabbing her hand. "mischa!"

the boy in question jumped, scrambling to grab the box and shove it under his jacket, as well as grabbing the starbucks cup and setting it on the other side of the tree.

savannah sighed, letting their face drop into their hands for a moment before signing, that was soooo smooth, misch.

mischa blushed, swatting at their hands quickly. he looked back at the three approaching with a smile. "hello poet!" he paused, eyebrows drawing together in confusion. "what are you hiding, ocean?"

"ohh, connie is it too late to back out?" she whispered quickly, "i don't know if i can do this."

constance laughed and nodded. "you can, i know it. just go.. shove them in his face. he'll understand."

oceans head snapped to face the other girl, eyes wide. "what!? are you kidding? that's a terrible idea!"

constance shrugged. "then come on. noel?" he nodded in response, resting a hand on oceans back.

they pushed her forward, following close behind.

"guys, what are you doing? why are you pushing me?" she stumbled, cursing under her breath. "I'm never going to help you again, noel. you are a terrible, awful man."

they stopped pushing right as she stood in front of mischa. "ocean has a present for you." noel said softly. "from the three of us."

he perked up slightly, meeting her eyes. "for reals?"

she felt the words die before they even reached her throat. she was going to say something originally. she had wanted to, at least, but she couldn't. instead, she held out the bouquet silently.

purple. his favorite color. the only thing breaking up the sea of violet shades was what babys breath placed around every few flowers, the pinkish tint of asters and the deep red of three roses settled in the middle. lilacs and violets, as well as purple hyacinth and chrysanthemums stared them in the face- tied with dark pink twine around the stems. they were bright and soft and full to brim with adoration. with affection.

mischas eyes widened almost cartoonishly, staring in shock at the sea of plants in front of him. savannahs eyes narrowed, then their jaw dropped. and i thought you were a nerd before, they signed quickly.

ocean had to stop herself from rolling her eyes, instead focusing on mischa. "i know you love purple," she whispered, "i thought it was fitting."

"oh my god," he breathed, standing quickly to get a better view. "they are.. gorgeous."

savannah made a clicking sound with their tongue and mischa jumped. "i have something for you!"

all three of them paused. "you.. what?" she felt her stomach twist with what she could only assume was fear.

he nodded, "i have something for you." he met her gaze, "a gift."

she blinked at him while he turned and dug under his jacket for a small teal box. he held it out to her with a nervous smile. she stared at it for a second before- "for me?"

mischa nodded. "would be wrong to not give you something."

distantly, she felt noel and constance move away from her and start talking quietly to savannah, who was clearly in on this, the little rat. mischa bit his lip, shifting his weight back and forth anxiously.

"here," she murmured, holding the flowers out to him, "we can trade."

he nodded, passing her the box and taking the flowers. he stared at them for a moment with wide eyes and pink cheeks, before looking to her. "open it." he urged, nodding to the box now settled carefully in her hands.

the last gift anyone had given her was christmas, and nothing was wrapped as delicately as the little thing. a shiny silver ribbon was wrapped around the top, with a bow tied in the middle. her name was written on a tag attached to the ribbon, in big, swooping cursive that she wasn't sure was even mischas writing.

she pulled the top off gently, careful not to dislodge the ribbon too much. she glanced up at mischa, who was watching her with a tense gaze.

she moved the top, and couldn't catch the gasp soon enough. it was like she couldn't breathe.

sitting in deep orange satin was a silver necklace, with a pressed sunflower petal set in a resin cylinder settled pretty in the center.

it matched everyone elses'. she glanced at noel, with his earrings, and constance with her velvet choker and teardrop pendant, and savannah with her bracelet. she thought of talia, with her gorgeous ring and penny with her anklet.

one petal for each of my loves, she remembered him writing one day. seven petals from one flower.

at the time, she wasn't sure why he said seven. he had only given four, and including his own, that only made five. that was before her and penny.

she looked back to mischa. "are you.. serious?" she asked softly.

he nodded. "seven petals." he murmured. "may i put it on you?"

she nodded shakily, and he lifted the silver chain from the box. he unclipped it, moving behind her slowly. she moved her hair to the side, with a trembling hand, and she met noels gaze.

the little shit was grinning. she narrowed her eyes at him and his smile got wider.

mischa rested the pendant against her neck lightly, and re-connected it, letting the chain come to rest against the nape of her neck.

it sat right below her collar bone, and was cool when she came up to rest her fingers against it.

"do you like it?" mischa whispered in her ear. "savannah helped me measure how long to make the chain."

ocean felt her breath leave her lungs in one fell swoop and she nodded quickly, turning and pulling the boy into a hug.

"does this mean you're mine?" she breathed. his grip tightened around her.

"i am. and you are mine." he whispered back.

she hummed, pulling away and meeting his eyes. "good."

savannah snapped their fingers, and upon all eyes being turned to them signed; i just want you to know that i planned this entire thing. they grinned. you're welcome.

noel scoffed. "i planned the flowers, thank you. you just got us all in the right place at the right time."

constance giggled, walking over and wrapping her arms around ocean and mischa. "we figured we would speed up the 'awkward miscommunication phase.'" she leaned into mischa as he rested his chin on her head. "seeing you two flounder around each other was adorably painful to watch."

ocean rolled her eyes. "i'm sorry, i'm just sooooo oblivious." it started sarcastic, but quickly turned into a playful snap.

savannah hummed, pushing themself onto their feet and holding out a starbucks cup with her name on it. the one from earlier.

she took it carefully, and mischa leaned down again. "pink drink with chocolate foam." he murmured, "you said you liked it last year."

she felt her heart flutter. "i only ever told penny that." she responded softly. "did she tell you?"

mischa hummed. "i texted everyone. asked what you liked to drink, penny responded. said you loved it."

"i do," she breathed. "i was so sad when they took it off the menu. it made it so hard to get one."

"we all pitched in a bit to get it." noel came over, setting a hand on constances back. "its from all of us. penny would've been here, but ezra had some sort of medical emergency. she mentioned cars."

ocean paused. "did he.. get hit, or something?" noel shrugged.

"with that kid, who knows. i worry about penny going gray sometimes, honestly." that pulled a laugh out of her.

"drink up." constance urged softly, "we have a picnic to start."

ocean blinked. "a picnic?"

savannah nodded solemnly. my doing, of course. ocean giggled again, and nodded back.

penny arrived 20 minutes later, and ocean got to relax into a pile of the people she loved. she got to hold constances hand, and lay her head in savannahs lap as they braid her hair, and let mischa lay on her chest as he sleeps.

even if none of them really got to relax much as noel and penny started their seemingly daily debate, it was perfect.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #rtc ship weeks #ricky potts #jane doe #penny lamb #constance blackwood #noel gruber #ocean o’connell rosenberg #ocean rtc #noel rtc #mischa bachinski #polychoir #with accidental focus on ocsha #mischa rtc #constance rtc #ricky rtc #savannah potts #transfem ricky

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zoeydoe · 1 year ago

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Ricky Potts could be trans in any direction

Is he transmasc, perhaps Savannah is his deadname?

Is ‘he’ transfem, and Savannah is his chosen name?

Perhaps an NB Ricky? Or a bigender Ricky?

The possibilities are endless.

All I know is Ricky Potts is the most cisn’t character I’ve seen in a long time.

#ride the cyclone #rtc #ricky potts

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richie-shitlips · 11 months ago

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HEY YOU YOU RBED MY POST

and now you are legally required to give my your thoughts on RICKY POTTS

(Also have u ever thought about how similar Ricky rtc and Richie npmd are?)

i actually have!! me and my friend did a cover of space age bachelor man as richie and ruth, but it's a really shitty recording, so maybe we'll post a higher quality one at some point :)

my thoughts on ricky mostly come from my friend logan, who is the ricky of the group. but uhh. that kid is so trans you can tell if they're transmasc or transfem. they just are.

some headcanons:

personally i'm a savannah potts she/they/it truther. it's my special girl. genderqueer

she draws comics about the bachelor man

lemon demon, david bowie, and they might be giants enjoyer

in fact, here's their playlist:

its favorite musicals are love in hate nation, the lightning thief, and cats. runner up is spies are forever. #1 kitty minx (from lihn) fan.

AUDHD and GAD

knows ASL and LSQ, gets mad at noel and ocean when they don't know what she's saying (noel is learning french and can't process more languages, ocean wasn't immediately good at signing so she quit after two weeks)

is pansexual and has had a crush on every member of the choir at some point

it's obsessed with the mad scientist type character, always. (example: barb from saf, ya-ya from lihn, that's all i can think of rn)

their favourite shirt:

some stuff not specifically about ricky but i have the opportunity to share them so i will:

these are some clips from mine and logans chatfic that we published two chapters of and forgot about. rat king is ezra, communal mom is constance, and pencil is penny. i think the rest is easy to figure out.

characters as albums i like:

ocean - the family jewels by marina

noel - from under the cork tree by fall out boy

mischa - mania by fall out boy

ricky - hesitant alien by gerard way or save rock and roll by fall out boy

penny - speak now (taylor's version) by taylor swift

constance - paramore

ezra - folie à deux by fall out boy

and the theme songs i have for them in my brain!

ocean - matilda by harry styles

noel - i/me/myself by will wood

mischa - the mighty fall by fall out boy

ricky - save rock and roll by fall out boy

penny - bill watterson by lemon demon

jane - wonderland by taylor swift

constance - tell me its okay by paramore

ezra - basket case by green day

tammy - mad at god by sarah saint james

well, if you're still reading this, thanks! this was a lot more than what you asked for, but i enjoy rambling about this musical so im gonna ramble. :)

#ride the cyclone #ricky potts #savannah potts #asks!!!!!

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dissectedgrrl · 11 months ago

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ok ur asleep but so i dont forget

is it bad whenever someone calls ricky savannah i kinda wanna pull my hair out (despite the fact i have ttm)? im fine with headcannoning them as transfem but why savannah. anytime someone says savannah potts i think “omg spacedolls married au ♥️ “ or when someone brings up savannah and penny in a fancasting thing or whatever ill be like “oh cool afterlife and duringlife penny thats cool! wheres ricky?”

i hope this doesnt sound transphobic or anything but why cant you just use riley as their name or something instead of the name they gave a jane doe maybe

anon but you know who this is from

i dont get too upset abt it but i agree tbh. ricky WILLINGLY gave that name to jane and if they wanted to use it for themself then i feel like they wouldnt just . . let someone they dont remember have it ?? i get why ppl would think theyd want that name ("special name ive been saving up") but them giving it up doesnt make sense (to me) in that context ?? also ricky can be used for a girl too (its usually spelled like rikki tho) im sorry if this sounds bigoted i tried to be careful with how i said it !! if i said anything offensive let me know

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spaceagebachelorstan · 2 years ago

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after all this time i still haven't made a gender/pronouns n sexuality post and that feels like missing a key block in the foundation of rtc posting, so

that one choir headcanon post everybody has TM + picrews bcs why not

post cyclone revival au bcs i say so. more context on the au: they r all brought back to life after the musical so post development everybody

ocean

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: demiroace lesbian

cis woman but very informed bcs she spent like two hours at the local library looking into transness and everything surrounding transness after someone came out to her. knows So Much tm. slightly overenthusiastic but she means well

*insert name*: hey, i need to tell you something. so, i'm nonbinary, its okay if you don't know what that means, but-

ocean: oh its okay i know what that is :D what pronouna do you use and what terms are you okay with being called? should i use a different name for you or-

*insert name*: *very confused because they live in a small catholic town this reaction was not expected at all*

noel:

pronouns: he/she but he doesn't mind they/them

sexuality: gay (obv)

shes transmasc nonbinary because i'm transmasc nonbinary i take no criticism. a lot more masc leaning gender wise but likes presenting fem and masc. he and his mother gaslit everybody into thinking she's a cis man and nobody noticed bcs she was like five to seven. somehow it worked. he came out to the choir as transmasc nb and ocean was like "wait aren't u amab" and he laughed so hard she got a stitch

mischa:

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: polyamorous bisexual

i am a firm believer in that one hc where mischa's trans but his mam changed his birth certificate to m when she sent him to canada so everybody thought he was cis

ricky/savannah:

pronouns: all + xe/mew/star/zar

sexuality: polyamorous and unlabelled but attracted to most genders

transfem genderfluid ricky potts hc my beloved. goes by both ricky and savannah, and doesn't really mind which terms u use as long as you don't stick to one set

penny:

pronouns: she/they/it

sexuality: bisexual w masc pref

she doesn't really know what their gender is, but its not really a woman and they sure as hell aren't a man. theres something there but its incomprehensible

constance:

pronouns: she/they but is alright with anything but he basically

sexuality: polysexual with a fem pref

demigirl but isn't really trans?? she doesn't know how to explain it but thats what they are

I HIT THE PIC LIMIT CHECK REBLOGS FOR CONSTANCE'S PICREWS

#inside you there are two wolves #one wolf wants to use the pronouns you hc the characters as having in general posts #the other has such horrendous anxiety surrounding conflict that the very thought makes them smash the other wolf's face in #judgement is scary and i am a coward hiding under my bed that jumps at every reaction people have to me #anyways #noel gruber #ride the cyclone #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #ocean oconnell rosenberg #penny lamb #constance blackwood #noel rtc #jane doe rtc

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