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How do you feel about Stu/Sidney as a couple?

Not me clocking in after like 5 months; however, I've never actually thought of them being a couple. Especially with Stu because he's mostly shipped with Billy, but I do think it could be a cute couple in some moments but then I remembered he like tried to kill her.

BUT ANYWAYS, I think its a cute ship and underrated in my book :)

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We need to come up with something… QUICK.

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Mirage, you will always be famous.

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Just imagining Sejanus and Coriolanus get married after leaving District 12.

All Sejanus does is plant flowers and barely talks to his hubby because he’s too busy being a tyrannical boyloser. Just the soft pattering of dirt as he plants roses while his boyloser husband watches from a window and wonders what happened between them.. PLZ PLX LLX I NEED IT..

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I fear Snowjanus has gotten me back into writing… like idk.. might have to clock into google docs for some ideas..

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Need some more Snowjanus fics like my need for it is insane…

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Need to pump out some happy fanfics about her because she put up one hell of a fight, and maybe stories about Marcus, Reaper, Cornelius, Sejanus (my baby), Wovey, Dill and maybe Coral I guess…

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Talk about a mother… she was so it girl coded the whole movie

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Cici getting killed because her name is Casey was wild…

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GAY ROBOTS GAY ROBOT GAY ROBOTS

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Me coming back and having 51 notifications

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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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Gay month.

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Crown of Leaves

Ashley Freund x Ashlyn Halperin

Part two of Big Gulp, enjoy.

The Phoenix Tanning Salon smells of Body Lotion, Goggles coated in flammable alcohol.

Ashley and Ashlyn walk into the room, opening and shutting the door. Ashlyn removes her coat and hangs it up, putting her bag on the coat rack. The weight of the bag was too much for the coat rack. It started to tip over. Ashlyn then puts it on the bottom to stabilize it. Ashley walks to the other side of the room to start the beds; The lights flicker on as the fan blows; Ashley taps the control panel and sets the timer for Fifteen Minutes. “Dude, he said no drinks; if you spill that shit, we’re gonna have to clean it up like last time,” Ashlyn says as Ashley picks up the Tanning Bed cared; Ashley taunts her by drinking from it and shakes the cup, “Happy Bitch, there’s nothing to spill.” she then puts the Big Gulp on the desk between the two beds. Beneath the desk was an electrical box; it was gray and empty for the most part, but big thick cables ran from it, which led into the wall socket and out of it to the beds. An LCD buck booster read. “Warning–This device should never exceed 250 VAC.” 

Ashley moved back to the coat rack before sitting her jacket on it, Ashlyn behind her, and moved to the electric thermostat ducking over the plastic palm tree. “Dude, why does Yuri keep it so cold in here?” she said, “Maybe it’s cold for the machines or whatever,” Ashley responded as she dug for her phone, seeing Wendy hadn’t called. Ashlyn sighed, “A few degrees won’t hurt….” she said before pushing the thermostat from a Seventy to a Seventy-Three. Ashley had already started taking off her shirt, but her action was interrupted when Ashlyn whined, “Shit! I forgot my iPod,” She and Ashley regularly take turns using iPods, but today she forgot hers at home. “Ugh, Sucks bitch, I mean! They have CDs!” Ashley said as she closed her Tanning Bed lid and latched onto the board above her bed, standing on her tippy-toes. “Ugh…” she scoffs in disgust, “Celion? Britney? Are we like the only cool people that come here or what?” Ashlyn zipped down her denim skirt and stopped. “Yeah,” she said before continuing. Ashley put weight onto the board; The shelf dropped to a quarter as the anchor screws drilled into the L brace holding the frame were ripped a little from the drywall; Ashley grabbed the last CD. “Greatest Hits from the Seventies–Have a Nice Decade!” she looks at it momentarily, “Whatever,” she says as she lets go of the board, making it wiggle out of the wall more.

Rain pours down on Yuri as he argues with Tanya; he kicks the wall in frustration. Yuri heads inside, removing the crushed Coke can and replacing it with Tan Lotion, which says, “Dying for a New Tan!” The door shifts before slamming down on the Lotion, making the lid make a POP sound as lotion spills over the alley; Ashley slides the CD into the player before sitting on her bed, unhooking her bra, and tossing it aside; Ashlyn looks at her and makes a questioning face, “Why are you wearing underwear? Ashley smiles, “Steinmeintz gets off on Tan lines.” she smiles, “Whatever….” Ashlyn responds and smiles before putting her goggles on; both girls pull the lids down, letting the blue lights take over. The door flattens the Tanning Lotion; white cream oozes out before the backdoor finally locks. Yuri is too distracted to notice it; the Irony of it all is that Tanya is the only girl who has given Yuri a chance. However, she was remarkably jealous, thinking he had a whole block of girls waiting.

“Hey Wen, Camera’s ready?” Wendy turned to see Julie standing in a pink floral knee-length dress, “U-Um, just a second!” Wendy stammered out, looking at her sister and the computer. Julie crossed her arms and paced around the hallway, “Y’know… Amber and Perry are about to pull up.” Julie’s tone was annoyed, “How about I take it tomorrow? When you’re not busy.” Julie said as she stopped and walked into Wendy’s room, “O-Oh… Okay, Thank you, Julie….” Wendy says as she turns around, meeting Julie’s smile, “Shit, they’re here… Listen, I’ll see you tonight.” she says as she turns on her heels and walks out of the room. Wendy flinched as the front door slammed shut. Wendy flipped through the photos until she came upon Ashley and Ashlyn’s, their mouths wide open with glee while they held onto a colossal palm tree inflatable that Ashley had just won at one of those cheap water gun games. However, Wendy felt off; something was off… The light flare is exposed; orange filters over the two girls laughing, washing them in a fiery orange glow. She chewed at her lip; She knew they had invited her to the Tanning Salon and that Ashley had given her cellphone number. Where did she place it? Oh, in the trash bin next to her, of course. Wendy got on her knees and dug through the container, but her lamp light flickered, distracting her; she finally pulled the number out and frantically searched for her phone.

Ashley and Ashlyn groove in their tanning beds as the opening scream of “Love Rollercoaster” nosedives into the funky, groovy bass line. On the desk between the two beds stood the Big Gulp cup, full of ice. Beads of condensation covered the cup, pooling around the base and forming a small puddle; a large bead rolled down the cup and fell into the reservoir, breaking it into small arms; the most extended arm rolled down the desk into the edge of the table where it met the wall. The trail pooled briefly before slipping between the desk and the wall, dripping into the empty gray buck booster box. The box hummed before white sparks flew from underneath it, spraying sparks everywhere. It stopped. The tanning beds started to heat up, and the fans kicked in, blowing hot air out of the beds. The room heated up. The LCD of the thermostat had already begun to climb, Seventy-Three, Seventy-Four, Seventy-Five, Seventy-Six, Seventy-Seven. More water fell from the cup into the Buck Booster; a loud bang and more sparks flew from the box. The Red LCD in front of the Buck Booster flickered before winking out for a second; a shadow over the walls traveled before it flashed back on. The numbers started going up– 240 VAC, then 245 VAC.

The air conditioning finally kicked in; The coat rack swung from side to side before eventually losing its balance; the top of the coat rack hit the plastic palm tree. The plastic tree hit the wall, the crown of leaves hitting the wooden board filled with CDs and hand towels. The L brace gave out, the board ripping from the drywall and landing on Ashley’s tanning bed. Ashlyn began to get uncomfortable. Finally, the beads of sweat on her forehead and breast made her anxious, “It’s a little too warm in here now, huh?” Ashlyn asked Ashley, who took out her earbuds, “Huh?” she asked; Ashlyn, uncomfortable, started to move her legs, “I fucked up. I set it too hot in here.” From the fallen bag rang Ashley’s phone, with it reading ‘INCOMING CALL–WENDY’ Wendy on the other line, anxious, biting her nails, the ringing stopped, “Hello!” said Ashley; Wendy sighed in relief, “Hey Ashley, It’s Wendy.” Wendy heard Ashley snickering and whispering to Ashlyn to stop before… “SIKE! Leave a message!” Wendy sighed as she slumped in her chair, “U-Um... Hey, this is Wendy; just call me when you’re done… I’m sorry I was too late.” Wendy hung up, but as she put the phone down on her desk, her lamp exploded, white sparks and glass flying everywhere. She turns around, facing the fiery glow overpowering the two girls.

Ashley lifted the bed lid, but as Ashley’s cover rose, the CD board slid off the top of her bed, twisting as it fell into the L brace of the bed, the bottom of the CD board banging against Ashlyn’s bed. Ashlyn pushed her lid, slowly opening it; the bottom of the board slowly slid into the bottom half of the L brace. The girls lifted their lids with no avail, Ashlyn burning the palms of her hands, “Ow!” she said as she tried again; Ashley tried, but the board latched onto the L brace and stopped her; Ashlyn let out a high-pitched scream. Panic arose as Ashlyn attempted to stop the fan from blowing hard, only making a grinding noise and cutting her fingers. The temperature rose from 245 VAC to 300 VAC to 325 VAC. Ashley pounded her feet against the wooden board covering the other end of the bed. She screamed as the top of the bed started to crack; the VAC rose to 355 VAC, which made them shatter, cutting her skin while Ashlyn’s skin began to get brownish as sweat dripped from her body. Still in the alley on the phone, Yuri looked up, and the scream came again; Yuri rolled his eyes before hanging up. Yuri walked to the backdoor, pushing it to no avail; he sighed, jogging to the front of the Salon. He grabbed the handle and twisted it; The door was locked, and he looked at the paper loosely hanging from it, “Be Back in Thirty. ♡” Yuri went to his back pocket for his keys, but his keys weren’t there. He looked through the door, “Hey, Open Up!” he yelled. 

Ashley slid up to the top of the bed, slamming against the in-built fan. Ashlyn protected her face from the heat, using her arm to shield her. The girls kicked on the bed lids, but Ashlyn started to jerk and scream louder; the plastic goggles were melting. Ashlyn’s front bulbs began to crack while Ashley tried to find a way out, slamming the lid up and down, hoping the top would open. “GET ME OUT!” Ashley screamed as she started to slam the cover-up and down faster; the bottom bulbs were beginning to crack under pressure; the VAC rose again, resulting in the bulbs shattering. Ashley fell into the base of the bed with sparks flying and glass cutting the bottom of her body. Ashlyn screams with her goggles melted into her skin as her bed finally shatters; bulbs inside the bed split, which incinerates the girl, and with the VAC climbing higher, Ashley’s bed short-circuits and lights her ablaze, clawing at her skin; Ashley looks out of her bed with Ashlyn screaming in agony. They would have called to each other, proclaimed their undying love for each other, and forgiven each other for every catty comment they made over the years. Still, the bulbs shattering like firecrackers on the fourth overpowered them; they were beyond words now. They could only scream.

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Big Gulp

Ashley Freund x Ashlyn Halperin

First work of this series, really love these valley girls. However, It's kind of platonic throughout the fic until kind of the end I suppose.

Ashley and Ashlyn have been best friends forever; they match outfits, have lockers by each other, and even go on road trips together.

Part Two

DRING…

The bell rang over the intercom as Ashley walked out of World History, pulling her Motorola from her shirt. “Hey Lynn, he gave me a C-.” Ashley says, “Well, lucky you, he gave me a D.” Ashlyn responds, walking up to her friend before closing her Motorola and putting it in her bag before walking over to their lockers, pushing past a few students, “My dad is going to put a fire under my ass.” Ashlyn babbles as she puts on her hot pink raincoat; fixing her hair in the mirror, she slams the locker shut. She looks at Ashley, who’s still fumbling with her lock,  “I was thinking about hitting the tanning salon.” She says, looking back at Ashlyn leaning on her locker.

The two girls sit on a table, with pink and blue bookbags lying lazily, Ashlyn writing in her yearbook while Ashley leans on her shoulder, “Hey, Look.” she says, making Ashlyn look up, “We should invite her,”  Ashlyn looks at Ashley, “You think…?” she questions her, Ashley snatches her pen and writes in her tiny notebook, ripping out the page violently. “Hey, Wen?” Ashley calls out to the brunette girl, hopping off the table with Ashlyn on her heels. To avoid getting their hair wet, both girls hold a notebook and a yearbook over their heads. “Me and Ashlyn are going to the Tanning Salon to prepare for graduation, and we are so totally cool if you wanna come with us.” Ashley says to Wendy, “Totally….” Ashlyn comments, “And just like… talk? Here’s my cell.” Ashley gives Wendy the page with her number written, “I already have your number.” she adds; Wendy hesitantly takes the number out of hand, staring at it before crumpling it up and shoving it in her jacket pocket but by the time she does that the two girls have already turned around walking back to their table.

Ashley pulled into a Seven-Eleven, slamming the brakes as she pulled into a parking spot, the brakes making a screeching sound as they stopped. Ashley put her Raspberry colored Jeep into park and put her hair up into a ponytail, “You coming in?” she asked Ashlyn, who had begun putting her hair up, “No, ill pass this time,” Ashlyn responded, still trying to pin her hair, Ashley opened the door and shut it, walking into the Seven-Eleven a tiny bell rang as she began to stalk through the aisles. “Ugh… Gross.” Ashley said, throwing the chips back onto the shelf before walking to the ‘Big Gulp’ Slushie Machine. Ashley picked up a 24 OZ. Big Gulp cup putting it underneath the level, “Seriously?” Ashley muttered as she eyed all the flavors besides Cherry out of commission; the red light flickered. Ashley got closer, watching it before tapping the light. The light flickered off, only for a moment, until the light flickered back on. Ashley pulled the lever watching the slush pour out into the cup; a cold breeze fell upon the blonde, who looked over her shoulder before shrugging it off, putting lids on the two cups, and walking to the counter.

Ashlyn sat in Ashley’s jeep, pinning her hair with butterfly clips, the rain pounding on the windshield; the Driver’s door opened, and in came Ashley, who slammed it shut, “Didn’t know what you wanted; so, I got you a cherry slush, That fine, right?” Ashley’s eyebrows rose as she stared at the brunette, who nodded in approval; Ashley’s hair was now pulled into a slick ponytail, and loose hairs lay on her wet head as she started the car. Pulling out of the gas station and heading to the Tanning Salon, “You think she’ll come?” Ashlyn asked her friend while sipping from the Big Gulp, “Knowing her, probably not; the girl is totally depressed after losing her boyfriend.” Ashley commented; Ashlyn looked at her. “Well, I don’t know. I think it was nice of us,” she said as they pulled into the Tanning Salon; by the time they got there, Ashley had already finished her Big Gulp, basically. 

A soft chime rings as the two girls enter the Salon, walking up to the front desk. Ashlyn looks around and rings the desk bell; a ring draws Yuri, the Receptionist, out of the back door, who seems to be arguing with someone on the phone; he waves at the two girls before yelling over the phone again; Ashlyn turns around to face Ashley, “Every time we come here…”.she says as she sips her Big Gulp, Ashley turns around and walks behind the desk, opening a glass jar filled with Tanning Goggles, “I was thinking for going 20 minutes in the muller.” she says before grabbing a few and walking back, “Well, we did that a few weeks ago, and we’re still pretty bronzed” Ashlyn says as she takes a sip. “I was just thinking we could go just for a tune-up,” she adds to her previous statement. Ashley stops. “I just want to make sure we look our best, Y’know, for all those kids that died and won’t get a graduation.” she says, looking at her best friend, “You’re totally right; I’m sorry,” Ashlyn says as she fist bumps her.

In comes Yuri, who apologizes for the wait, telling the girls about his girl back home, Tanya. “Why don’t you just use THAT phone,” Ashlyn says, looking up at Yuri. Yuri pauses momentarily, “I would, but she talks too much, and my boss gives me shit.” he tells the brunette. The phone began to ring again, “Shit.” he comments; Ashley scoffs and turns around, sipping up the last few chunks of her Big Gulp. “You know what, you can take that outside; we can handle this.” Ashlyn smiles, and Yuri walks around the counter and towards the back. Hearing Ashley slurping, he turns around, “Hey, this time, No Drinks.” Yuri says to Ashley, who rolls her eyes before grabbing her and Ashlyn’s slushies and shaking them while walking over to the trashcan; Yuri gives her a thumbs up before turning around and answering the call. Ashley dumps Ashlyn’s slushie but not her own, continuing to slurp on the straw as she looks at a girl up and down who has just started to leave. “Hey, what are you doing?” Ashley says as she looks at Ashlyn, writing on a piece of paper, “No one’s walking in here and seeing me naked.” she smiles as she tapes the paper to the door and locks it.

Wendy sits in her room at her desk, looking through the digital camera she took pictures on for the yearbook; flipping through photo to photo, Wendy focuses on a photo of Jason. Wendy hooked the camera up to her computer, hoping to see Jason’s photo; she stared at him in the same position as the Devil mascot for the Roller Coaster; in the background, she noticed the roller coaster behind him, looking like it was crashing into his head. “Oh, my god….” she mutters under her breath; she flips through more of the photos to confirm her suspicion.

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Gonna split this new fic into two parts. lol

ALSO Evil Dead Rise spoilers for this edit so... yeah!