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::Pacey and Joey shippy fanart::

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::About Pace and Joey::
They are the story of true love from the Creek, the childhood friends who grew up together, using their witty banter as a staple of their relationship for years. Gradually, Pacey's feelings for Joey grew from friendship to love while guarding over her temporarily for his best friend, Dawson. Pacey's admiration for Joey grew stronger until he finally mustered the courage to kiss her one fateful winter's day; a moment that forever changed the relationship between them and Dawson. While things between Pacey and Joey quickly became a "grope fest", their guilt over deceiving Dawson evolved, finally ending with a confrontation and an eventual split of the threesome. However, true love prevailed and Joey and Pacey remained together despite the odds so obviously stacked against them. They slowly began to rebuild what was left of their crumbling friendships while falling even more in love with each other. Joey brought out the best in Pacey, his incredible loyalty, humor and forgiveness. Pacey accepted Joey for the woman she was and never attempted to change a thing about her. During their time together, we were treated with many "grope fests", including a romantic night at a ski lodge. Their relationship, however long or brief, was full of wit, chemistry, passion and romance of the truest nature, lasting many years through many future relationships only to eventually find their way back to each one final time. They risked it all to be together and it paid off with a lifetime of love.

::Quotes::


Joey: Bite me, Pacey.
Pacey: Busted



Joey: You did it again! You grabbed my ass!
Pacey: Like you even have one!



JOEY: What you’re telling me is that you’re the innocent victim of some behavioral psychology experiment gone horribly awry? PACEY: Yes.
JOEY: And you’re desperately in need of some able-bodied female to help you provoke some preconditioned, Pavlovian homework response?
PACEY: Yes.
JOEY: That’s the worst pickup line I’ve ever heard. And I think you should keep in mind that my tutoring services are only available from the neck up.




PACEY: You know, I was thinking, Potter, you're gonna need a name for this new addition. A suggestion if I may: The Pacey J. Witter Wing.
JOEY: Keep talking and it'll be a memorial dedication.



PACEY: Ever stop to think about how much hormonally-charged energy you put into the quick quips and biting banter? Your life would be considerably more productive if you took some, what's that word again, oh that's it -- action.
JOEY: Like voluntary manslaughter
PACEY: Like sticking out your thumb.
JOEY: Yeah and what else? Hike up my skirt, pout my lips and strike a pose for some horndog trucker? Stick out your thumb you sexist toad.



Pacey: Yeah, she is pretty. She is very, very pretty. She’s actually that kind of pretty that gives you butterflies – know what I mean?



Joey: I don’t know. (she closes the door behind her) Because, I mean, Satan himself could lead Dawson into the fiery pits of hell but he would still emerge with his moral code intact. But you… Maybe I think that nobody’s worrying about you right now.
Pacey: So then, what you’re really saying then, is that given the highly dysfunctional nature of our relationship, this is how you actually express concern for me?
Joey: You gotta learn to read between the banter, Pacey.