In his life, he was Noel Gruber who worked at Taco Bell in Uranium City, Saskatchewan. He had two dreams. One, to be the one and only Monique Gibeau in post-war France. The other? To be with the one and only Mischa Bachinski. When Noel figured out his sexual identity, he realized something else. That he was fond over Mischa in more ways than just friends. Mischa however, had eyes for someone else as they grew older. Translation of Title: French: "I love you." Ukrainian: "But I don't." Have fun suffering :3

Choir has been so boring lately. It's always the same old "Listen to the ginger who puts everyone down and sight read the music you've learned all semester!" Nothing fun ever happens. I sit down in my chair for choir when I notice a person talking to Father Marcus, frowning an uncontrollable amount. This should be interesting...

if you want to request any ideas please do! the only thing i won't do is any weird stuff or the catfish theory :]

Noel had basically never talked to Mischa in his life. They had a few small interactions, but never held a full conversation. Then one day Mischa totally saves Noel's ass from getting kicked and they become friends. Mischa has a bi-wakening and then yeah (This fic is told entirely from Noel's perspective btw) SHIPS: - platonic spacedolls - possible romantic perfectdolls? idrk yet - obviously nischa that's abt it [discontinued, might not be finished]