huckleberry days

“Underneath the palm trees
You could leave your worries
Listen to the waves
Say you wanna get so high?
Breath me in like air tonight
Listen to the waves I could be your fantasy”

Fantasy - Alina Baraz

anonymous asked:


😍😉❤️👌🏻 McCree is a babe. He can be my huckleberry any day lmfao.

quotes bios


  • “deep down, maya’s beautiful” 
  • “i could never hurt you”
  • “of course I like you, your a good guy“ 
  • “the blonde beauty” 
  • “well, I don’t want that for maya , I want maya to be happy” 
  • “it’s one minute to midnight, and I’m glad your standing here”
  • ‘’i care about your daughter very much’’
  • ‘’there was this campfire, y'see… you and me, I was in a far away place, there was a million stars in the sky…‘’
  • ‘’but i also laugh when maya ‘hahurrs’ me and calls me huckleberry 50 times a day'’ 


  • ‘’my moment will be my moment ‘’
  • ‘’maybe one day you and I will be together in Paris'’
  • ‘’to me, you are a princess'’
  • ‘’I’ve felt the same way about you ever since I fell into your lap on the subway’’ 
  • ‘’my favorite thing in this world is when you talk to me'’
  • ‘’i promised you my moment would be my moment’’
  • ‘’i believe in you, I believe you can do anything you want to’’ 
  • ‘’i choose you, riley and I really want you to choose me‘’  ‘’i do, I always did'’
  • '’riley’s the goofiest person I know. she makes me laugh 50 times a day’’
  • '’It’s always been riley, it’s always been riley since day one" 


  • “you’ll come back for me after the war, won’t you, darlin?” 
  • ‘‘i love you farkle’’  ‘’and i love you’’
  • ‘’i’m doing it for you, riley. I care so much about you'’ 
  • ‘’riley, is the sun, warm and bright and lights up my whole day’’ 
  • ‘’pluto will always be a planet in my room'’
  • ‘’you’ve always been riley. that’s your permanent record'’ 
  • “you. me. mars. let’s do this thing." 


  • ‘’long game ? long game’’
  • ‘’i like you, josh. It’s you I like’
  • '’i like you, too, and I never want you to not be in my life'’ 
  • ‘’well, you grew up gorgeous‘’
  • '’you’re not so little anymore maya, I guess I have to stop looking at you like that'’
  • ‘’I’m in it for the long game’’
  • ’'I’ll play the long game”
Paper Bars

Hi guys! Sorry for the massive wait for this but here it is! Go Get Your Hart 3! This one is actually a prequel to GGYH from Maya’s POV, and it basically just shows us her life and stuff, as well as examines Maya’s feelings about Lucas!

You want a fic where Maya likes Lucas first? This is it! 

I try to rationalize why Miss Maya ‘if I liked a guy I would take him by the face and tell him straight’ wouldn’t tell Lucas how she felt as best as I can, and I hope I pulled it off and the you enjoy the chapter and all that jazz! :)

Okay, now on to the summary!

In which everybody in Maya’s life knows that she’s in love with Lucas and no one is subtle about it at all, ever.

You ready for this? Que space jam!



30 Days to Huckleberry Weekend

“How long have you been here?”

Maya startles, blinking up from the canvas in front of her dazedly as she turns towards the voice that addressed her. Fletcher is staring at her with a raised brow, looking at her from the paint smudges on her cheeks down to the splatters on her bare toes. Maya opens her mouth to reply his question only to realize that she doesn’t actually know the answer.


Maya blows out a long breath as she thinks, stirring the blonde hairs around her face that have escaped from her haphazard bun.

“When was the last time we hung out?” Maya asks and Fletcher’s eyebrows raise up into his hairline.

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I wasn’t even going to say anything, but Rucas shippers are so set on bothering Lucaya shippers, so why not kill their buzz a little?

One statement: Rucas isn’t endgame.

Now, I’m not really saying the Lucaya is endgame either, except, I kinda am.

I know everyone has their eyes on Zaya right now, and yes, Maya and Zay would look incredibly beautiful together but I’m not one hundred on that yet. I can’t just skip out of the Lucaya fandom after supporting them since the beginning.

But anyways, back to what I was saying.

I highly doubt Rucas isn’t actually endgame.

Why? Because of all the clues that point to Lucaya being endgame of course.


Now, this may not be much, but isn’t it a little strange that the actual couple and Lucaya were put into the same outfit and position? It isn’t that big of a clue though, so let’s just call it a coincidence, but coincidence, I think not.


Okay, let’s talk about this. When I saw this, I literally laughed. I couldn’t even stop that chuckle from releasing because come- the fuck- on.

This scene was taken place the first day both Riley and Maya met Lucas, on the train and in the same spot. As you can see, behind Riley and Lucas in the bottom picture, there’s a sign that says 2 Months Only, which one could see as to say that this whole relationship won’t actually last. But behind Maya and Lucas, the sign says New Long Lasting.

It’s either this has nothing to do with anything or the GMW writers are just smart and sneaky lil’ fuckers and I am all for it.


You can say all you want about the first two clues, but there is no way that this one is “just a coincidence.”

In pictures 1 & 4, Topanga and Shawn were speaking about Cory (obviously), in season 2, episode 21 titled “The Thrilla’ in Philla.’“ Pictures 2 & 3 broadcast a conversation between Farkle and Maya and a very similar setting (and clothing, for Maya specifically), in season what of which episode? Episode 21 of season 2, “Girl Meets Texas: Part 2.”

Who’s really going to sit here and lie to me and tell me that doesn’t mean anything? Salty Rucas shippers, that’s who.

I don’t even need to explain the picture for everyone to understand what I’m saying, so I just won’t explain.

And if that isn’t enough for you, let’s talk about this.

Rucas shippers love to talk about how Lucaya hasn’t even kissed but their OTP has.

You know what’s embarassing?

There was more chemistry between Lucaya in their almost kiss than there was in Rucas’ actual kiss.

That is literally hardly even a kiss. It’s awkward, and in a way, one could say cute. It’s adorable in the kind of way that I’d find it adorable if I ever caught my future child kissing his/her kindergarten crush. It’s that kind of cute.

But then we have Lucas and Maya, who’s lips didn’t even meet, delivering one of the most intense and the most passionate scene to ever be in Girl Meets World.

Sure, Maya is standing there looking like a statue because she’s nervous. But she’s looking into the eyes that are directed at her lips and the fire sets this mood and that scene was just tew much. Nevermind the fact that Disney totally cock-blocked, but it was absolutely beautiful regardless.

And that right there, is what a true pairing should look like.

There’s also the fact that Maya tames him, he tames Maya, she has amazing nicknames for him (which Riley does not, just saying), and they just look perfect together but, whateves.

Now, there are many other clues pointing to Lucaya endgame but I’m done with this post.

At this point, I hardly even think Lucas deserves Maya. Hell, nobody deserves Maya. She’s too great of a person for everyone, ever.

But I’m still for Lucaya.

And I rest my case.

Have a nice day Huckleberries.

anonymous asked:

Their kids would be so used to hearing Maya call Lucas Huckleberry that one day their littlest did a family tree project for her kindergarten class where they had to write everyone's family role/name and when she got to writing her daddy's name she wrote (a misspelled version of) huckleberry because she genuinely thought it was his name


She Runs-Part 1

Author: smijca-blog
Rating: Teen
Genre: Angst
Summary: What happens when the dust settles and Maya is left to herself to pick up the broken pieces! Set after Ski Lodge Part 2.

Author’s Note: This has been floating around in my head ever since watching Girl Meets Ski Lodge Part 2. It’s hard to get the voices of 15 and 16-year-olds down when you’re my age (35) but I’m hoping to get practice writing YA in preparation for a book I plan to write some day.
I hope I did them some justice. It’s part one of many more to come.
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The first time that Maya’s alone with Lucas after their return from the ski lodge, she realizes that even though she doesn’t know much of anything she knows one thing for certain.

She hates the awkwardness.

“Hey, uh, Maya…” his voice trails off.

She can’t help but notice how he looks every which way except at her when before it was all she could do to keep from laughing at the dopey, goofy looks he’d send her way.

“What’s up, Huckle—, uh, you.”

You. That’s what it’s come to. She can’t even say his name now and, even though she’d never thought to say it at all before, it still stings.

“Gotta go, I’ve got art class next and, uh, you know I can’t miss that thing that’s my, uh, thing.”

Maya sprints in the opposite direction, not caring that she’s going the wrong way.

They pretty much avoid each other or, rather, avoid direct one on one interactions after that and it’s not long before the others start to notice.

Zay bluntly asks one day how long they expect to ignore the pink elephant in the room and Farkle wonders aloud how resolving the triangle didn’t really seem to solve anything at all but they both drop the subject when she threatens to pour smoothies over each their heads.

Smackle, surprisingly, says nothing but does lean in to give Maya one of her patented akward hugs.

It’s stupid, totally stupid because she’s playing the long game with Uncle Boing and that’s something to look forward to and that’s what she’s always wanted, of course it is.

But then she wonders why it doesn’t seem to be enough and why it doesn’t quite feel as right or as good as when she used to spend her nights dreaming up ways to annoy the hell outta Ranger Rick-Howdy Doody-Huckleberry Friar the next day.

So she goes back to thinking that hope is for suckers because, after all, who’s to say that the long game won’t turn into her picking up shattered pieces again after all’s said and done?

Plus, who did she think she was, anyway, thinking that she could possibly grow and change?

The secret of life. People change people. Except the ones that need to stay the same to keep the balance.

P.S. Good guy gets good girl. Bad girl gets promises she can’t touch.

Matthews had missed explaining that last part.

The jerk.

When it finally hits her that the choice made, the one that she pushed him to make, so that no one got hurt was the very reason that she now hurts the most she starts feeling the pangs of sadness turn to full blown pain.

And she wonders how it’s possible that, if she’s supposedly that Maya, the one that Riles had actually dared to think had taken money from her mother’s register and also suspected had pulled the fire alarm that time Matthews was going on and on about volcanoes exploding, she doesn’t just go all destructive psycho on everyone.

But she doesn’t.

Instead, she loses herself in the surge of creativity that grabs a hold of her, and paints to the point of exhaustion, so much so that her mother starts worrying and asking mom questions like do you need to talkand saying things like maybe you should take a break from painting, baby girl.

She doesn’t have the heart to tell her mother that she’s doing the most to avoid sleep because with sleep come dreams about being left behind even as she’s trying to find her way back.

The pieces that she creates are chaotic, confusing and perplexing, according to her art teacher.

“While these works are full of passion and spark, they also suggest intense longing and despair.”

She doesn’t bother to tell him that he’s stating the obvious and she ignores the questioning look that Riley sends her way.

Riley, however, doesn’t drop it, because that’s who she is, and she tries to get her to open up one day by ordering her to sit at the magical, inspirational Bay Window of theirs.

“Maya, you haven’t been yourself since we got back from the trip to the ski lodge, what’s going on?”

Where in the past Maya might have felt touched by her concern she’s now annoyed bordering on full blown angry.

“What do you mean, Peaches? Do I need to go out and rob a bank to convince you I’m back in Mayatown and everything’s hunky dory?”

She immediately regrets the words and the edge in her tone when she sees Riley’s eyes widen followed by a pained expression on her face.

“Maya, you know that’s not what this is about. You’re hurting. I’ve tried to give you space and time to talk to me about it but if I didn’t know better, I’d think you’d been avoiding me.”

While it’s true that she’s started to slack when it comes to answering Riley’s calls and texts she’s also made sure to give her excuses about being preoccupied with helping her mom plan the upcoming wedding. She’d hoped that, if anything, these explanations might be enough to keep Riley from asking too many questions.

She should have known better.

“Yeah, well, you’re wrong, Riles. I’ve just been really busy, you know, creating because I am, after all, an artiste, I mean, I might not be good for anything else but—“

Her words are cut short as Riley places one hand over her mouth while using the other to turn her face so that she’s looking straight into her eyes.

“Maya. STOP. I’m not stupid, you know. A step behind, usually, yes. Distracted half the time, definitely. But NEVER oblivious. Especially not when it comes to you. To us.”

This is only one of the many things that she loves about Riley and it’s all that she can do to keep her voice from wavering.

“I’m just…I’m tired, Riles.”

Riley stares at her, her eyes searching, and she doesn’t have to say a word for Maya to know that she’s processing it all, figuring everything out and simultaneously wondering how to fix it.

“Oh, Maya… you took the fall, didn’t you? We were all so proud of ourselves that we’d figured it out so no one got hurt and it didn’t work, did it?”

Even as Maya feels the trickle of tears begin to roll down her cheeks, Riley simply moves close and opens her arms wide to embrace her.
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“Maya, are we going to talk about what happened last night or are you just going to keep pretending?”

Pretending. That’s been the story of her life ever since her father had kissed her goodnight so long ago, back when she’d been a small girl full to the brim with love and hope, promising to make her waffles the next morning. When her mother was forced to break the news to her after that Daddy had to go away, baby girl, but he still loves you so very much, she’d had to pretend that she wasn’t noticing that those words didn’t match his actions, that she could see that her mother’s smile wasn’t reaching her eyes.

She’d just responded with a forced smile of her own, asking her mother if she could, pretty please, make her some waffles.

She would have laughed if the “last night” Riley was referring to hadn’t been one of her lowest moments yet.

Maya feels a surge of shame and embarrassment as images of her looking small, weak, her head burrowed in Riley’s shoulder as she’s sobbing uncontrollably, flash through her mind. She continues to rummage in her locker before finally finding her beloved sketch pad and small container of art supplies.

“You mean when I went all Scarlett O’Hara on you with the weeping and near rending of garments? Yeah, that wasn’t one of my finest moments, Peaches so let’s not.”

The only reason she knows anything about Gone with the Wind or the word rending is because two summers ago, Riley had insisted on reading the book aloud to her, even acting out most of the dramatic scenes, which meant pretty much the whole thing.

Maya had complained and tried to sneak out constantly because that’s who she was expected to be but she’d never let on that she had secretly enjoyed every minute of it.

“Whoa. Maya, you were crying?“

Her back stiffens and she automatically wraps her arms around herself at the sound of that voice.

“Peaches, we can’t keep avoiding this. I was really worried last night. I’ve never seen you that, that—“

Maya turns her back to Riley, almost running right into Lucas, who’s been standing close, too close, if you ask her, beside her locker.

She looks down, ignoring him, concentrating her full attention on Riley.

“What, Riles? Lame? Weak? Pathetic?”

Even as she struggles to keep the tears at bay, Maya can’t help but notice the irony of how she’s literally standing between her best friend and prince charming. In the middle.

Always in the middle.

"Maya, you’re not—.”

Maya grits her teeth and, without thinking, closes the space between them and grabs a hold of his shirt and pulls him down so that they’re almost at eye level.

“Don’t you dare tell me who I’m not. You don’t know a thing about me, Lucas. You don’t know what I’ve been through or what I’m going through and you damn well have no idea what’s in here.

As she says this last part, she grabs a hold of his hand and places it where her heart is, at this point, beating rapidly in her chest.

Horrified, Maya immediately jumps back and hears a whimper from Riley as she’s accidentally bumped backwards.

“I, I , gotta go.”

Maya Penelope Hart’s instincts kick in and she pushes past Riley and does the thing that, by now, has become a habit for her when it comes to dealing with him, with what’s happening right in front of her.

She runs.

A Little ‘Ray’ of Sunshine

Okey doke, so there is some context needed for this thing (drabble? snippet? I don’t even know) that you’re about to read, so here goes!

First of all, this was originally a part of Paper Bars, so you should read that first! It’s a conversation between our favorite douche, Ray from Lemonade Mouth! Now, I personally am not Ray’s biggest fan, but let me just tell you, he is a joy to write! Like, he’s such a a-hole but it’s hilarious to write, I had so much fun with this! 

But, incidentally, I had too much fun with this. It ended up being over 6,000 words long, which isn’t too long for my standards, but add that to the already long length of Paper Bars? It was too much. So I had to take the entirety of this scene (which contained Lucas’ only scene in Paper Bars!) out of the fic, which just made me so sad, because I really liked it. But after some deliberation I decided to workshop it to fit after PB but before the last chapter of GGYH! Think of it at GGYH 3.5! It actually fits a lot better here because of the whole ‘Gabe’ thing, and also because it’s closer to Huckleberry Weekend! It all works out! Okay, sorry for my ramble, let’s get on to the fic! :)

A drabble (?) in which: Ray Perry is himself, Maya Hart is at her official bullsh*t limit and Lucas Friar has a terrible, terrible haircut. Enjoy!

RATED: for crude language and humor! Mostly used by Ray (of course) and some swears used by Maya in reaction to Ray! :) 

Okay, let’s get this show on the road, shall we?

p.s. I listened to don’t you wish you wee us during this. I recommend it for appropriate ambiance. :)



5 Days to Huckleberry Weekend

“Okay, so I, as a good Samaritan to the world, and also as someone who really wants to get off the train to PatheticVille, feel like it’s my responsibility to let you know how sad this is getting.”


Maya rolls her eyes towards ceiling in instant exasperation, drops her paint brush into the mason jar of colored water by her side in defeat of getting any more art done for the next hour.

She’ll be too pissed to paint in anything but black until he leaves.

In Maya’s defense, she is not being dramatic. Ray Perry is probably the most irritating person on earth. Even Charlie doesn’t like him, and Charlie likes everybody.

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Not that it really needs reiterating, but can the notion that “Lucas only likes Maya because she’s been Riley” die, like…yesterday?

That’s just straight up not true and the fact that there are people who are just eating up that idea because it’s an easy out for the triangle, as opposed to actually paying attention to what Lucas is actually saying and doing, is mind-boggling.

Let’s get something straight. Every single reason Lucas gives, between Triangle and Upstate, for why he likes Maya, is completely, 100%, genuinely Maya. They are not traits of Riley in any way. They are distinctly Maya.

A breakdown of his reasons, thus far, shouldn’t be necessary, but a recap just incase.

“I also laugh when Maya hahurs me and calls me Huckleberry 50 times a day.”

Riley doesn’t hahurr. Riley doesn’t call Lucas Huckleberry. These things are unique to Maya and Lucas’ relationship. It has nothing to do with Riley. 

“There was Maya and that campfire.”

That moment between Lucas and Maya at the campfire was, as far as we’ve seen anyways, the most intense moment between any of the kids. There’s really nothing else that’s come close, in terms of intensity. It is unique to Maya and Lucas and rilucas has yet to share a moment that matches it. (I’m sure we’ll see another kiss between them at some point, so I’m not discounting anything in the future, but as it stands, rilucas hasn’t had a moment like it. Note that the subway peck doesn’t even register…)

“Because that’s who Maya is.”

Point blank. He can’t make it any clearer. He evens out the scale for Maya, despite the universe & always, because of what Maya did for Riley, because that shows Lucas, and us, who she is.

And the biggest whammy of them all (so far…What up, TM):

“Ya know, Maya loves to make fun of me, but then, in Texas, she doesn’t want to see me get hurt. She gets those feelings from someone, Ms. Hart. And, from what I hear, it isn’t her father. You are a wonderful mother.”

Here Lucas is, complimenting Katy’s parenting skills because (and this is the important part that so many rilucas shippers are overlooking when they try to say this “wasn’t a ship moment”…RME…) of the person that Maya is. Lucas is complimenting Katy because Maya was worried about him, because Maya cared about him in Texas and he knows that that speaks to the type of person that Maya is. He knows that speaks to who Maya is. And that’s important to him. That wasn’t just a compliment to Katy. It was a compliment to Maya as well and another sign of just how well he knows her. He knows that Maya is someone who cares about him in a very specific way. Please note that when Topanga demanded that he say something about her parenting skills (and by extension, Riley) he doesn’t even it up. He literally runs away. That would have been the perfect moment for him to talk about how “great” it was that Riley believed in him in Texas and motivated him to ride the bull, that that was her way of showing that she “cared” about him.

But, no. What resonates with Lucas so much that, for the first time he legitimately doesn’t even attempt to even things up? Maya being concerned about him in Texas in a way that was 100% unique to her. (And note that he attributes that worried, caring element of who Maya is to Katy, not Riley…)

Every single thing Lucas has said about why he likes Maya has been unique to Maya. Whatever she might think about how she’s been “running around being Riley”, those Riley parts of her are not the parts that Lucas has fallen for. And he’s made that incredibly clear. (TM’s also gonna hammer home this point).

Lucas likes Maya for Maya. Despite whatever Riley and Maya are running around spouting (in their incredibly misguided attempts at understanding the situation), Lucas has already told us what he likes about Maya, and it ain’t because she’s Riley.

“But I also laugh when Maya ha hurrs me and calls me Huckleberry 50 times a day”

Maybe now that we’ve finally heard it explicitly via dialogue (aka what the birdwatchers need to be satisfied), the “Lucaya is abusive/Lucas doesn’t even like the game/etc” posts can finally stop