#Bloomingdale Trail

[papayacinnabun]

sugardaddy!lewis au - cinnabun thoughts 18+

sugardaddy!lewis who picks you up from university in his sleek ferrari, your favorite coffee and pastry in the front as you get in. you try to ask him where he was taking you through bites of the croissant, but he just smiles coyly and rubs your thigh affectionately. you huff in faux annoyance but never object, he takes care of you well, too well, and you were always eagerly along for the ride. you bit your lip as you toyed with the gold ‘LH’ necklace that adorned your neck, looking out the window as he raced through the streets to try and guess what surprise he had in store.

sugardaddy!lewis who delights in the shock in your face as you arrive at the private airport tarmac. he helps you out of the car with a kiss on your cheek, reassuring you that the trip wouldn’t take long. you were glad that he quelled your anxious mind, knowing you had an exam tomorrow afternoon. his hand rests possessively on your back, guiding you up the steps to board the luxurious jet.

sugardaddy!lewis who finally tells you the destination once the plane takes off: new york city. you squeal with excitement, jumping on his lap and kissing him all over his face. he knew you would be pleased since you always talked about wanting to spend a whole day shopping at saks 5th avenue and bloomingdale’s. finally your busy university schedule allowed the two of you to take the trip. he loved taking you places, spending time with you made his life more exciting. a pretty little thing like you who adored him was nothing short of heaven. 

sugardaddy!lewis loves to see you happy and to achieve that, money was no object. he trailed along supportively as you made your way through the department store, stopping at each designer label that drew your eye. you bought a dress from chanel, shoes from christian louboutin, and jewelry from tiffany and cartier. your weakness though, were bags. a bag from ysl, a bag from hermes, a bag from loewe… lots of bags, but lewis was more than pleased to buy them for you. after each swipe of his card you gave him a kiss and whispered a sweet ‘thank you’, the promise of something for him in return lingered in your voice. 

sugardaddy!lewis who fucks you on the king size bed in the penthouse of the plaza hotel, shopping bags abandoned and scattered all over the floor. your moans echo off the walls of the suite, your nails running down his inked back as he thrusted deeper into you. ‘my good girl, always so spoiled’ he drawls into your ear, taking time to leave bites and kisses down your neck as he picks up his pace. he treasured you, his sweet baby, and you deserved only the best. so he bought you the most expensive things, took you to the nicest restaurants, and fucked you like a queen. your orgasm came over you fast, the third one that night. but you just smiled tiredly up at him, begging for more. 

sugardaddy!lewis who orders room service for breakfast, sparing no expense on getting anything you may even remotely want. you woke up to a buffet at the dining table, your eyes glinting with delight. you were still sore from last night, groaning as made your way around the table to pile your plate high with the delicious food. you sat on lewis’ lap in your silk robe, stuffing your face with pancakes as he sipped a cup of coffee. he listened attentively as you chatted about your classes and trivial gossip, always enamoured by the way you expressed yourself. his fingers caressed your waist, subtly claiming you, even though you would always be his. 

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We'll Meet Again

written for ‘shopping’ | wc: 1000 # | steddie | rated: g | cw: no warnings apply | tags: pre-season four, pre-relationship, fluff, flirting, part two of "Need a Ride?"

Part One

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Eddie didn’t mind the mall around Christmas.

Yeah, the tinny music through the building’s speakers might grate his nerves after a few hours, but Eddie made it a point not to be there that long in the first place. And with everyone so busy from Black Friday to New Year’s, he could slip through the crowds with little to no dirty looks in his direction.

Which meant shopping for Wayne’s Christmas present in peace.

He’d noticed it around Halloween, coming home after Wayne to find him passed out on the couch. His coat hung on one of the kitchen chairs, and Eddie had stared at it while eating a midnight cereal. The old man had the thing since before Eddie started staying with him, and the wear was starting to show.

The inner lining had started to come away, and the corduory fabric on the outside was a few patches from unsalvagable. Not to mention the ratty state of the fur collar.

It had taken until now, two weeks into December, to save up enough for a coat—after his half of the rent and gas money. At least for the good ones at Bloomingdale’s.

He’d planned to be in and out in under an hour. It took the longest just to get into the store, and then to the men’s section at the back. Eddie found the style he wanted immediately, and went to searching the rack for the right size.

“Branching out?”

He may have been overly confident about flying under the radar.

Eddie’s eyes shot to the other side of the rack to find himself across from Steve Harrington. Again.

It had only been a week since the night Eddie still wasn’t sure he hadn’t hallucinated—where Steve had given Eddie a ride home without asking anything in return. Eddie had lived in terror for two days at school thinking Steve would pop up behind him and demand repayment.

“How’s the van?” Steve asked.

Because Eddie hadn’t said anything. And for some reason Steve was waiting there until he did.

“Waiting to go to the shop,” Eddie finally managed, swallowing hard. “Sharing the truck with my uncle.”

Steve nodded, standing with his hands in the pockets of his denim jacket. Eddie peered around the rack and noticed that Steve didn’t have any shopping bags. Or any clothes laid over his arms, ready to buy.

Eddie raised a brow. “Something catch your eye over here?”

“Uh.” Steve blinked, like he’d been caught. He frantically scanned the clothing rack, plucking out a jacket that looked nearly identical to the one he was wearing. “This one.”

“Very you, Harrington.”

Steve held it up to his chest. “You think?”

It was ridiculous that that made Eddie chuckle. He spent twenty minutes with the guy, and he was already laughing at his charming, jock personality. Because Steve had been pleasant during that ride, even when Eddie tested the limits by changing the radio to a metal station.

Then Steve held the jacket out to him.

“Try it on.”

Eddie stared at him, wide-eyed. Then at the jacket, and back. “I can barely afford the buttons on that thing. I shouldn’t even touch it.”

Steve gave him a flat look, and shook the jacket. Eddie set his hands on his hips, and they remained that way until Eddie was sure Steve’s arm was going to fall off before he gave in.

He rolled his eyes, and went to strip off his own leather jacket, leaving Steve to join him. Eddie expected to be handed the garment, but when Eddie was just in his long-sleeve, Steve was holding the jacket for Eddie to slide his arms into.

Holding his breath, Eddie turned his back to Steve and eased into it.

It didn’t have the give of Eddie’s well-worn jackets, but it was warm. He examined the fit against his body, and definitely not what he thought were Steve’s eyes trailing over his torso.

“Alright, it’s nice,” Eddie admitted, glancing at Steve from under his lashes. “One tip for you, though,”

Steve set his hands on his hips, raising his chin. “Oh yeah?”

Eddie put on his stage smile, wide and bold.

“Black. Always.”

“Can I, uh, get you a pretzel or something from the food court?”

Eddie thought he was surprised that they’d walked out of the store together. And then Steve asked him that.

He stared at Steve, the question echoing around in his skull like a ping-pong ball. And Steve…looked almost nervous, pink tongue darting out along his bottom lip. Between the good will of that snowfall drive and the easy way Steve had stayed at his side this whole time, Eddie didn’t have an answer as quick as he usually would.

He almost wanted to say yes.

But it was less his decision to actually make.

“I really have to get the truck back. My uncle’s shift is starting soon, and I don’t want to make him late…” Eddie turned his shoulder toward the exit.

 Steve nodded, lowering his head. “Right.”

“I’m sorry.”

Why was he apologizing? He’d never promised anything. He and Steve barely knew each other.

But maybe it was the somber way he’d made Steve say that same thing he had in his car in that knowing way—when now it was quite the opposite.

Steve recovered quickly, getting his hair out of his face with a quick movement. He put on that subtle smirk of his in the face of the rejection.

“It was nice to see you again,” he said.

“Yeah,” Eddie agreed, hearing the vapid state of his reply too late. “I mean, you too.”

Not better, Edward.

But Steve visibly held back a larger smile, rocking on his heels. Apparently, if Eddie wanted Steve not to think he was an utter waste case, he had to interact like a normal human.

“See you around?” Steve asked, pivoting like Eddie had never denied him.

And the mental whiplash had to be the only explanation for his answer.

“Sure.”

Part Three

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Hermann Weinhardt House, Chicago, United States: The Hermann Weinhardt House built in 1888 in the Wicker Park, was designed by architect William Ohlhaber, This Victorian is known for its ornate Gingerbread facades....Wicker Park is a neighborhood in the West Town community area of the West Side of Chicago, Illinois, west of the Kennedy Expressway, east of Humboldt Park, and south of the Bloomingdale Trail, known for its hipster culture, art community, nightlife, and food scene. Wikipedia

[totheblood]

superposition. (five)

pairing: dealer!ellie x best friend!reader

summary: ellie goes to bloomingdales and gets a little brown bag, and you come over

warnings: 18+ sm*t! cursing, drug/alcohol mention and use, ch

a/n: this is not proofread! i am writing this on like six benadryl.. so don't hate me.. ok I love u and I am happy I wrote this also reblogs, asks, and replies are so appreciated and encouraged! thank u kisses

wc: 3.4k

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"no matter what we do, i'll be there with you."

Ellie was over this.

Sooo over this, she told herself as she found herself trailing behind Dina in a Bloomingdales, stopping at the Tom Ford counter to smell your perfume. Hands tucked in pockets as she glanced up at the sales associate that eyed her, a polite but forced smile on her face. In her blue and white flannel, Ellie was sure she wasn’t the target demographic. 

“Are you looking for anything specific?” Her voice was sing-songy and Ellie was internally cringing at how she knew this was going to go. 

“I’m uh-- looking for a scent,” Ellie awkwardly spat out. Obviously, she was looking for a perfume… at the goddamn perfume counter.  “It’s um… sweet… or fruity.”

“Does it smell like a specific fruit by any chance?” The lady asked, it looked like she was in pain behind her smile. Ellie was sure she was just projecting.  Her own nose scrunched up, indicating she didn’t know the answer to the question. 

“I don’t know… it’s um…” Ellie looked around as if she was searching for the answer, “Maybe it’s lemon? I don’t know… it’s for my girlfriend. It’s in a white bottle with a gold label.” Ellie knew you weren’t her girlfriend, she wasn’t even sure if you were friends anymore but it couldn’t hurt to pretend. 

“Oh, Soleil Blanc!” She practically yelled, picking up the bottle in front of her and spraying a bit of it onto a testing strip. She handed the flimsy paper to Ellie and Ellie had to mentally prepare herself before smelling it. Ellie brought it up to her nose and took a deep breath in, eyes fluttering closed as she did. If she closed them for long enough she could imagine you here, and instead of the annoying sales lady, there would be you. You would probably be smelling every perfume imaginable and holding tightly onto Ellie’s arm, but when Ellie opened her eyes you weren’t there. There was just the annoying sales lady and her. 

“Is that what you were looking for?” She asked, fake smile still on her face. 

“Um… yeah…” Ellie smiled as politely as she could, but she could feel herself shaking. It was almost as if she was on the verge of a panic attack but never really crossed the threshold. She never really flipped out or cried, she just shook for a bit and moved on. “I’ll take it. How much is it?”

“It’s only 295 dollars.” The sales lady said with a straight face as Ellie practically choked on her spit. How the fuck did you afford this? And why was this bitch saying ‘only�� as if that wasn’t an absurd amount of mone-

“Yeah, I’ll take it,” Ellie pursed her lips as she handed over her card. If she was being completely honest she had almost too much money and nothing to spend it on. And if she was being brutally honest with herself, the 295 was worth it right now. She didn’t want to admit it, but she needed you right now, and Tom Ford had your scent bottled up. 

“Your girlfriend is a lucky lady,” She laughed as she rang Ellie up, putting it in a gift bag without asking Ellie if she wanted it wrapped in the first place.

“I’m the lucky one,” Ellie said instinctively. She was already playing the role, so she might as well commit to the bit. Ellie had honestly never been a girlfriend, so she didn’t know if she was doing it right, but she assumed this was how it went. 

Apart from her domestic fantasies about you, she hadn’t really thought about being in a relationship. The idea made her sick to her stomach, but now she didn’t know if it was because she couldn’t imagine being with anyone but you or if her fear of commitment was out to get her. 

She wasn’t a complete idiot when it came to relationships though. She had dated this one girl her sophomore year in high school which abruptly ended when the girl's father found out about them. Ellie was sad about it for maybe a week but moved on when she found something else to fill her ever-running mind. 

Ellie wanted to be your first girlfriend, that much she knew, but that dream had taken a quick and bitter ending. Her face soured at the idea that she would never get that opportunity. She could never call you her high school sweetheart or any straight and corny crap she could think of. The sickly sweet dream was now something rotten. She was buying your perfume for fucksake. 

“Aw, that’s so sweet,” She smiled again, tucking the receipt into the bag and handing it over to Ellie, “Have a good day!”

Ellie found Dina looking through clothing racks somewhere in the back, approaching her and leaning up against the wall, knowing they would be there for some time. Dina had to do a double take when she saw the little brown bag in Ellie’s hand.

“What did you buy?” She breathed out a laugh before turning back to the racks and holding up what looked like a leather jacket. 

“Nothing,” Ellie sighed, rolling her eyes. She flexed her feet, looking down at them, anything to avoid eye contact right now.

“Why are you being weird?” Dina asked, deciding to put the jacket back and continue looking through the mixed clothes, “Like what did you buy at Bloomingdales that you don’t want me to know about?”

“It’s just..” Another puff of air from Ellie’s lips, “It’s a perfume. I just spent a ridiculous amount of money on it and I don’t want you to make fun of me for it.” It was a half-lie.

“What perfume?” Dina looked at her temporarily, causing Ellie to shift uncomfortably, but she quickly turned to another rack of clothes. 

“It’s this one from Tom Ford…” Dina stopped in her tracks as Ellie spoke, “Called Soleil Blanc or whatever.”

Dina was frozen for a moment before she turned to Ellie, her hand on her hip and face serious. 

“You bought her perfume?” Dina’s voice was sharp. She didn’t really know what was happening between the two of you but she knew that you hadn’t talked in a while and Ellie was barely leaving her apartment. It didn’t take a genius to complete the dots, but if it did Dina would still qualify. 

“I-I,” Ellie stuttered out, green eyes wide as she looked around, “No, it’s not for her. I-It’s for me. I like the scent. It’s nice.”

“You’re so full of shit, Ellie.”

“I’m not.”

“You fucking are,” Dina rolled her eyes as she started heading towards the door, Ellie hot on her trail, “You’re probably going to spray your pillow and hump it while you pretend it’s her.” Not a bad idea, Ellie thought. 

“I’m not!” Ellie followed her as her footsteps picked up, “It’s just a nice scent, and I like it. It’s not weird… I’m not a creep or anything, okay? The scent soothes me.”

“Yeah, cause she’s your fucking pacifier!” Dina whisper yelled as they approached the car, “She’s been your pacifier since junior year.”

“My pacifier? The fuck does that mean?” Ellie swung her door open, got in the passenger seat and buckled herself in.

“It means you practically rely on her to remain calm,” Dina explained, hopping in the car and breathing out a laugh as she shook her head, “I used to think it was just a weird friendship thing but I’m starting to believe you’re actually in love with her.”

The air in the car changed for a moment as Ellie stared blankly at Dina. She didn’t know what to say. Any claim that she wasn’t in love with you would come out in a stuttered mess and admitting to someone else that she was in love with you was something she didn’t feel like doing today. 

“Oh my fucking god,” Dina sighed, rubbing her face with the palms of her hands, “You’re fucking in love with her.”

“Yeah,” was all Ellie said as she leaned back in her seat and let Dina drive her home.

--

She didn’t want to think about it anymore. That night when she got home and got out of the shower, skin still damp and hair still wet, she soaked herself in the perfume, put on ‘The Office’, and ate a frozen pizza. This was pathetic, all of it. The pining, the wallowing, the perfume. She fell asleep after pitying herself for a while, the day finally getting to her. 

She was woken up by loud knocks on her door, jolting her awake. She was honestly pissed as she stumbled over to the door wiping the sleep from her eyes. She opened the door without thinking, the possibility of someone bursting through the door only to murder her sounding more than tempting right now, but when she opened the door she was met with your face. 

Your bare face, tired eyes, and tied-back hair. No smile on your face, but your eyes had the creases in them that they had when you did. You were in your pajamas, like you had decided on a whim to come over here. Wait, why were you here?

“Uh,” Ellie said awkwardly, shifting to lean against her door frame as she looked at you.

“Can I come in?” you asked.

“Why?”

“Ellie, let me in,” and she had already moved to the side, allowing you to slip past her as she closed and locked her door. Someone could murder her, but if you were here the door was staying closed. 

“Why are you here?” Ellie sighed, rubbing her face with one hand, voice raspy and deep from sleep.

“I…” You took a deep breath and steadied yourself, “Are.. are you wearing my perfume?” Ellie’s eyes widened as she shifted uncomfortably.

“What? No,” Ellie quickly defended, “Just tell me why you’re here before I kick you out.”

“I just was thinking about what you said to me at the gala,” you began, “I can’t get it out of my head, I can’t get you out of my head.” Ellie’s heart was already racing at this. Pathetic. 

“So?”

“So?” you repeated back to her, “Stop being a bitch, Ellie. You got to confess now it’s my turn. Don’t ruin it.” That shut Ellie up real fast. 

“I just didn’t know why it wasn’t the same with… her,” you looked down at her feet, fluffy socks covering them. Cute, “I just didn’t understand it, but I think it’s love… or love adjacent,” you sighed, “Fuck, I don’t know.”

“What about your girlfriend?” Ellie reminded you.

“She’s not my girlfriend anymore, it’s not completely over but we aren’t dating.”

“Not completely over? What the fuck does that mean?” Ellie knew she sounded like a bitch but she couldn’t help herself, all of it was too confusing. 

“I don’t know, Ellie! I don’t know what any of this means, I didn’t know what it was like to be with someone else until you kissed me. This was your bright idea and it,” you took a long deep breath, rolling your eyes, “and it was a fucking dumb one. I already liked you at that point and it confused me, okay? I mean, what the fuck was that? You were going to fuck me to ‘teach me’, I mean?”

“Pe-”

“And stop with that shit! My fucking pet name? Seriously? This isn’t normal, this wasn’t normal and now you’re acting like I did something wrong by dating someone, who you helped me date? I didn’t know what was even happening until you were telling me you liked me days after she asked me to be her girlfriend!”

“Did you come here to yell at me?” Ellie said calmly. It was only making you more angry.

“I came here to tell you I liked you and you’re being an asshole so I get to yell at you!” You huffed, your nostrils flared and your hand had found its way to your hip. Ellie hated how much she was attracted to you at this exact moment. 

“I’m not being an asshole, I just don’t know what you want me to do,” She pinched the bridge of her nose, looking you up and down, “You’re still seeing her, and I’m done sharing you.”

“I won’t see her anymore.”

“Are you serious?” She laughed.

“Dead fucking serious,” you scrambled to pull out your phone, “I’ll block her number right now.”

“You don’t have t-”

“I will.”

“Why?”

“Cause I want you,” you sounded exhausted like you had said this a thousand times before, “And no matter how hard I try no one will ever be you and I’m tired of acting like this isn’t what I want. Like you aren’t who I want.”

Ellie licked her lip, pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth as she rubbed at her chin. She was acting like she was thinking, but she had already made up her mind. She wanted you. 

Ellie didn’t have it in her to be upset with you anymore as she saw the genuine desperation in your eyes. She wanted to kiss the worried look off your face, nip at your skin as she told you it was okay, that you were forgiven. She wanted to do that but instead, she walked over to you, closing the distance between the two of you.

"You better not be fucking with me," she warned, her voice coming out in a whisper, as her eyes flicked down to your lips.

You shook your head, your own eyes looking down at her lips as you stepped closer, "I'm not. I promise."

Ellie didn’t want to wait any longer. Without another word, she grabbed you by your hips, pulling at you but ultimately balling the material of your sweatshirt in her hands. She pulled you into her, pressing her lips to yours, slow and sweet. Like always, her eyes fluttered closed, as she felt you loosen up in her grip. Your own hand reached up to grab at her arms. You were just as touch-starved and desperate as her. The taste of your lips was making her dizzy, a mixture of sweetness and desire that made her head spin. She could feel the heat radiating between you, coming off you in waves. It smelled like lemon. 

Her hands roamed over your body, grabbing at anything she could. Your ass, thighs, tits. They were all hers. She could feel herself growing wet as you stuck your tongue in her mouth and was only met with a moan. All she could taste was mint and all she could smell was lemon and she was certain she was going to pass out. 

With a sudden surge of urgency, Ellie pushed you against her kitchen table, helping you sit on it as she pushed her unopened mail to the side. She pulled away for a moment to look at you. You looked so pretty with swollen lips, tip of your nose slightly red from her own brushing against yours. 

“You’re so fucking pretty, Petal,” she pushed a stray hair out of your face smiling as she gently kissed your lips. It was short and sweet and made your heart race. The initial thrill was gone and you were left with heavy breathing and an intimate stare. Her hands dipped into the waistband of your sweatpants, pulling at them gently, “Can I take these off for you?” 

She smiled and kissed you again as you nodded. She pulled them down and let them fall to the floor, leaning down to press a kiss to your thigh, making you shiver. You weren’t wearing anything special, just some grey briefs that betrayed you by showing the damp spot between your legs. 

“Sit back for me,” Ellie instructed, moving you backward so you could put the soles of your feet on the table. You did as you were told, leaning up on your elbows to get a good look at her. Ellie pulled a chair up, sitting in front of you. Her hand grabbed at your ankle, rubbing the skin as she leaned forward to lick you through your underwear. The sudden contact made you gasp and close your eyes. She looked up at you and smiled, before licking again, and closing her mouth around your clothed clit and sucking gently. 

All of her movement was excruciatingly slow as she pulled at the hem of your underwear, dragging them up and over your legs and throwing them to the side. This wasn’t the first time she saw you like this, but every time she did she felt her own clit aching. She leaned down again and slowly licked up your cunt, from your entrance to clit, sucking again as she flicked her tongue against you. As she did this her own hand traveled lower, sticking into the waistband of her pants and circling her clit. It didn’t help that you were whimpering beneath her, words that sounded like her name coming from your mouth. 

She wasn’t being vocal this time, though. She was focusing solely on you and how her own pleasure was growing.  

You moaned out loud this time as she slid two fingers inside you, her fingers curling upwards as she did so. Ellie's touch was both gentle and demanding, her fingers brushing a sensitive spot inside you, causing you to gasp out again. The rhythm of her movements never sped up, they were slow and calculated and she had only pumped her fingers in and out of you a few times before she was pulling them out and licking them clean.

Ellie stood up and guided you to the edge of the table, pulling one of your legs off the table and leaving one firmly planted on the table.

“You’re okay?” She checked in momentarily, placing her hands on your hips as you sat up. 

“More than okay,” you smiled leaning forward to kiss her again. She groaned into the kiss and took a step back, stripping her pants from her body and pulling off her underwear, and throwing it into the pile where yours was. You decided to be bold and reach forward to circle her clit with your fingers, causing her to groan, throw her head back, and grip at the edge of the table. 

“Fuck,” she cursed out, grinding into your touch almost forgetting her plans. Almost. She grabbed at your wrist stopping you, and pulling your hand off of her. 

“Was that not,” you mumbled out, “was that not good?”

“No, shit…” Ellie cursed under her breath, “It was too good. I just.. I had other plans, okay?”

“Okay,” you smiled, still unsure of yourself.

Ellie lifted one of her legs onto the table, so her cunt was positioned right on top of yours. Her gaze locked with yours as she slowly ground her hips into you, earning a loud gasp from you as you grabbed onto her, your own juices mixing with hers. You could tell how wet she was which only egged you on, making your eyes roll back into your head as she ground faster into you, her own breathing heavy and shallow. She was panting as she gripped onto your thigh, nails leaving marks there. Her other hand reached up to reach the back of your neck as she sped up once again.

“Came back to me just for this…” She breathed out, “She couldn’t make you cum… She could never make you look like this.”

As both of your moans grew louder, Ellie’s grip only tightened on you, the phrase “you’re mine” falling from her lips multiple times. The pleasure and pressure was overwhelming, a deep knot in your stomach was begging to come undone.

“Ellie, I’m going to-”

“Cum,” she demanded as her movements sped up and became more sloppy. She was about burst. As your moans grew louder and faster, and she could tell you were about to cum, she pressed her lips to yours, moaning as her hand that was gripping your thigh rested on your table. You came as she kissed you. 

She pulled away, her leg falling from the table as she leaned against the table, both of her hands gripping the edge. She didn’t want to look up at you, scared that you would have decided by now that you wanted to leave her. Reluctantly she looked up at your sweaty face to see you smiling at her, toothy grin and all making her smile back. 

“Oh, you soooo have a crush on me,” you teased.

“Oh, shut up. So do you.”

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Blog 3: Privilege in Nature Interpretation

Hey all! Welcome back to my 3rd blog post and thank you all for joining me on this journey! Enjoy my thoughts on privilege in Nature Interpretation and obviously some pictures as well!

What is privilege? The definition of privilege is a special right or advantage available to only specific people or groups. As an example this could mean that someone who is born in a large city (e.g., New York, Toronto, L.A., etc.) may never visit an untouched natural forest. While, someone born in the country or smaller towns (e.g., St. Clements, Huntsville, Lion’s Head, etc.) might be a 30 second walk from one. This privilege of being able to visit the forests and see them in their natural untouched beauty can cause a very long lasting, and deep impression on someone as a child, which, can help their love for nature grow and be significantly different than someone without the privilege of being able to visit these places on a daily, weekly, monthly, or yearly basis. 

A picture of the untouched forest on Flower Pot Island, Tobermory from a boat just off shore. The smaller of the 2 flowerpots is seen in this picture as well.

Some people with the privilege of being in nature at a young age are going to care for it more. Thus, if you have a nature interpretation guided hike or fun activity it is more likely that the people who have had the privilege of being exposed to nature are going to show up to the hike/activity and interact with the event happening, than someone who did not have the privilege of being exposed to nature as a young child. 

A picture taken from my grandma's sugar bush. Pails on the trees can be seen and are used for collecting sap for making maple syrup.

I was personally lucky enough to have had this privilege and have a deep interest in nature. Every year, my family goes to my grandma’s house and taps trees to collect sap and make maple syrup, and for many years when I was young I wouldn’t really help that much (oops) and would run around the bush playing in the trees and the ponds that were all around. I also had the privilege of exploring new places such as Snyder's Flats in Bloomingdale, and many trails through the Northern Bruce Peninsula. This privilege allowed me to see many different animals in different events ranging anywhere from a bear trying to break into a dumpster (unfortunately I didn’t get a picture) to water snakes mating on the rocks to feeding flying squirrels from my hand. Many people will never be able to experience these things because they never had the privilege of being in these places multiple times or for extended periods of time.

2 wild baby foxes I saw on my way home from work in the summer time.

Thank you all once again for reading this blog. I hope you enjoyed, and hopefully you join back next week for the next post!

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Discover Westlake Park

Discover Westlake Park in Bloomingdale, IL: A Hidden Gem for Recreation and Relaxation

Nestled in the heart of Bloomingdale, Illinois, Westlake Park is one of the village’s most beloved outdoor spaces. This scenic community park offers a peaceful retreat for residents and visitors seeking a break from busy suburban life. With its lush greenery, serene lake, family-friendly amenities, and recreational opportunities, Westlake Park is more than just a park—it’s a cherished gathering place that enriches the local quality of life.

Whether you're out for a morning walk, a relaxing picnic, or a full day of outdoor fun, Westlake Park offers a versatile space that caters to people of all ages and interests. Let’s take a closer look at what makes this Bloomingdale gem a must-visit destination.

A Central Location with a Neighborhood Feel

Located within a residential neighborhood, Westlake Park feels like a tranquil escape while still being conveniently close to homes and businesses. It offers the best of both worlds: a quiet, nature-focused experience and easy accessibility. The park is a favorite among locals for quick getaways, family outings, and weekend leisure without the need to travel far.

Its central location in Bloomingdale makes it an ideal stop for residents looking for fresh air, exercise, and community connection in a safe and peaceful environment.

Beautiful Westlake: The Heart of the Park

One of the most distinctive features of Westlake Park is its namesake lake—Westlake—a large, picturesque body of water that serves as the centerpiece of the park. The lake draws walkers, joggers, and nature lovers who enjoy the calming effects of water and the wildlife it attracts. On any given day, you might see ducks gliding across the surface or hear birds calling from the trees that frame the water.

The lake not only adds aesthetic beauty but also offers a great opportunity for catch-and-release fishing, particularly in the warmer months. Fishing enthusiasts often bring their gear to the lake’s edge to try their luck in a relaxed setting that encourages patience and reflection.

Walking Trails for Every Pace

Westlake Park features a well-maintained trail system that loops around the lake and continues through the surrounding parkland. These paved paths are perfect for walking, jogging, or cycling and are suitable for people of all fitness levels. Whether you’re looking for a short stroll with a stroller or a vigorous run, the trails accommodate your pace.

Shaded areas provide natural rest stops where visitors can pause and enjoy the view. The flat terrain also makes the park accessible for wheelchairs and those with limited mobility, reinforcing its role as an inclusive community space.

Family-Friendly Playgrounds and Open Spaces

For families with children, Westlake Park is a playground paradise. The park includes modern play equipment with swings, slides, climbing structures, and interactive features that appeal to kids of all ages. The playground is set within sight of the walking trails and open green spaces, so parents can relax nearby while keeping an eye on their little ones.

The open fields offer ample room for casual sports, kite flying, or impromptu games of soccer or tag. Families often bring their own sports gear to enjoy games in the wide, grassy areas that surround the lake and walking paths.

Picnic Areas and Shelter Rentals

One of the best ways to enjoy Westlake Park is with a picnic by the lake. The park provides several picnic areas complete with tables and nearby trash receptacles to help keep the space clean and inviting. These areas are popular for weekend lunches, birthday parties, and casual family gatherings.

Some parts of the park may include covered shelters that can be rented for larger events or group outings. These provide shade on hot days and protection from the elements during unpredictable Illinois weather. Whether you're planning a low-key lunch or a celebration with friends, Westlake Park offers the perfect outdoor venue.

A Hotspot for Community Engagement

Beyond its natural beauty and recreational appeal, Westlake Park plays a vital role in the Bloomingdale community. The park is frequently used for local events, seasonal festivities, and group fitness activities. From family movie nights to outdoor yoga sessions, Westlake is a social hub where neighbors come together.

Community-driven events foster a sense of belonging and create lasting memories for those who participate. During holidays and special occasions, the park often becomes the center of celebration, highlighting its value as more than just a green space.

Nature and Wildlife Observation

Westlake Park is also a quiet sanctuary for nature lovers and amateur naturalists. Birds, butterflies, and small mammals are commonly seen throughout the park, especially during early morning or late afternoon hours. For birdwatchers, the lake is an especially rewarding spot, with frequent sightings of ducks, herons, and migratory birds depending on the season.

Whether you’re an experienced birder or just someone who appreciates the calming effect of nature, Westlake Park offers a unique opportunity to slow down and enjoy the simpler things in life.

Accessibility and Cleanliness

One of the standout features of Westlake Park is its commitment to being accessible and family-friendly. The paved paths, clean restrooms, and conveniently located benches reflect thoughtful planning that prioritizes visitor comfort. The park is regularly maintained by the local parks department, ensuring that trash is collected, lawns are mowed, and safety measures are in place.

This attention to detail not only keeps the park visually appealing but also promotes responsible use among visitors, encouraging everyone to take pride in this shared public space.

Year-Round Appeal

While many parks shine brightest in the spring and summer, Westlake Park is a year-round destination. In the fall, colorful foliage transforms the landscape into a picturesque scene ideal for photography and leaf-peeping. During the winter months, the park offers a peaceful and often snow-covered sanctuary for those who enjoy a brisk walk or want to experience the beauty of nature in a quieter season.

With each season, Westlake Park reveals a new layer of charm, making it a place worth visiting throughout the year.

Final Thoughts

Westlake Park in Bloomingdale, IL, is more than just a recreational area—it’s a vital part of the community’s fabric. With its scenic lake, well-kept trails, family-friendly amenities, and welcoming atmosphere, it offers a space where people can gather, relax, and enjoy the outdoors in every season.

Whether you're a longtime resident or a first-time visitor, Westlake Park invites you to slow down, breathe deeply, and appreciate the natural beauty around you. It’s a perfect example of how thoughtful urban planning can create green spaces that nurture both the environment and the people who enjoy it.

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Spacious Homes with Attached Garages

Having your own garage means no more scraping ice off your windshield in winter or searching for street parking. If you’re looking for 3 bedroom homes for rent in Bloomingdale, Meadow Lakes offers homes with attached garages, giving you convenience and extra storage space. Whether you need a place for your car, bikes, or weekend gear, it’s a feature that makes life easier. Plus, the community is close to parks and walking trails, perfect for morning jogs or evening strolls. With three- and four-bedroom layouts, these homes give you plenty of room inside and out. Living here means enjoying a balance of comfort and accessibility, with nature just a short walk away and the convenience of an attached garage right at your doorstep. It’s a great place to settle in and feel at home.

The Transportation System in Bloomingdale, Georgia

Getting around Bloomingdale is pretty easy, even though it's a small town. The main roads like US-80 make it simple to drive to nearby Savannah or other surrounding areas. Public transportation options are limited, so most people here rely on cars to get around. If you’re used to a bigger city’s transit system, you might miss the buses and trains. However, the good news is that traffic isn't a hassle, so driving around is stress-free. For long-distance travel, Savannah’s airport is a short drive away, which is super convenient. If you’re not into driving, you’ll probably need to get used to a bit of quiet time. Still, getting from point A to point B won’t be a problem.

Happy Days Ice Cream Parlor in Bloomingdale, GA

Nothing beats a scoop of ice cream on a hot day, and Happy Days Ice Cream Parlor has plenty to choose from. It’s a fun, family-friendly spot where you can grab a cone, a sundae, or even a milkshake. The menu has all the classic flavors, along with a few unique ones you might not expect. Whether you go for rich chocolate, creamy vanilla, or something more adventurous, you won’t be disappointed. The retro vibe gives the place a little extra charm, making it a fun stop for kids and adults alike. Service is always friendly, and there’s a relaxed, small-town feel that makes you want to hang around a little longer. It’s the kind of place where a simple treat turns into a great memory.

City Of Bloomingdale Opts Out Of HB 581

Bloomingdale’s decision to opt out of HB 581 will probably get mixed reactions, and that’s understandable. For homeowners, the idea of locking in assessed property values sounds like a great way to keep taxes predictable. But from a city’s perspective, opting in could mean financial strain down the road, especially if costs rise, but tax revenue stays the same. It’s one of those situations where both sides have valid points. Homeowners want stability, and the city wants flexibility to manage its budget. Without more details from the city council, it’s hard to know their exact reasoning, but it’s clear they felt opting out was the right move. Whether residents agree or not, this decision will likely come up again, especially as other local governments weigh their options.

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Happy Days Ice Cream Parlor Bloomingdale 403 US-80 B, Bloomingdale, GA 31302, United States Head west toward US-80 W 17 sec (154 ft) Take GA-17 to Little Neck Rd 6 min (3.7 mi) Continue on Little Neck Rd. Take Roanoke Rd to Firefly Cir in Savannah 6 min (2.5 mi) Meadow Lakes by Maymont Homes 100 Firefly Cir, Bloomingdale, GA 31302, United States

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Prime Location Living

Looking for a blend of convenience, comfort, and luxury? Edge at Brandon offers just that with its spacious one-, two-, and three-bedroom floor plans. The community features two pools, a state-of-the-art fitness center, and even a lake for peaceful views. Whether you’re close to shopping at the nearby mall or just want quick access to I-75 and the Selmon Expressway, everything you need is within reach. Residents can also enjoy meeting space, an outdoor kitchen, and more. With so much to offer, it’s easy to see why these luxury apts with fitness center in Brandon FL stand out. It’s a perfect spot to relax, get active, or take care of everything in one place.

The Geography of Brandon, Florida

Brandon is located in the heart of Florida, just east of Tampa. You’re only a short drive from the Gulf Coast, so getting to the beach is a breeze. The city’s terrain is flat, making it easy to get around, whether you’re driving or biking. There’s a mix of suburban neighborhoods and a few commercial areas scattered throughout. With a good amount of green spaces and parks, you’ll have plenty of room to stretch your legs. The nearby Hillsborough River adds a nice touch, offering some scenic views and recreation spots. The city is well-positioned, so you’re never far from other attractions, whether it’s the city life in Tampa or nature in the surrounding areas.

Paul Sanders Park in Brandon, FL

Paul Sanders Park is a hidden gem in Brandon, perfect for a peaceful afternoon outdoors. The park is spacious with plenty of green space, making it ideal for picnics, games, or just relaxing. If you enjoy walking, there’s a nice trail to stretch your legs. The playground is great for kids, and the whole family can enjoy some time in the fresh air. Whether you’re looking to escape the hustle and bustle or just need a place to recharge, the park offers a quiet retreat right in the heart of the city. It’s a simple, enjoyable spot to visit whenever you need a break.

Hurricane Milton Became Category 5 Hurricane For The Second Time Tuesday Afternoon

Hurricane Milton became a significant threat in October, reaching Category 5 status with winds up to 165 mph. As the storm moved through the Gulf of Mexico, it fluctuated in strength but remained a dangerous force. Milton made landfall on the west-central Florida coast, particularly affecting the Tampa Bay area on Wednesday night. Although it weakened slightly due to vertical wind shear, it still brought destructive winds, life-threatening storm surges, and heavy rainfall to the region. The wind field expanded as the storm approached Florida, increasing its impact. Residents were urged to follow local emergency management orders as Milton was considered one of the most destructive hurricanes to hit the area in recent history.

Link to Map Driving Direction

Paul Sanders Park 602 W Bloomingdale Ave, Brandon, FL 33511, United States

Head northwest toward S Kings Ave 0.1 mi

Turn right onto S Kings Ave 2.0 mi

Use the left 2 lanes to turn left onto W Lumsden Rd 1.5 mi

Continue onto Causeway Blvd 0.2 mi

Turn right onto Regency Lakes Dr 0.1 mi

Turn right onto Delaney Cir  Restricted usage road 69 ft

Turn left to stay on Delaney Cir  Restricted usage road  Destination will be on the right 85 ft

Edge at Brandon 902 Delaney Cir, Brandon, FL 33511, United States

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Finding Your Ideal Home: Exploring Homes for Sale in Bloomingdale, IL

Nestled in the heart of DuPage County, Bloomingdale, Illinois, offers a serene suburban lifestyle with easy access to urban amenities. Its picturesque neighborhoods, excellent schools, and abundance of recreational activities make it an attractive destination for homebuyers. If you're considering purchasing a home for sale in Bloomingdale IL, this guide will walk you through the housing market, amenities, and everything else you need to know to find your dream home.

A Snapshot of Bloomingdale

Bloomingdale is a charming village located approximately 25 miles west of downtown Chicago. With a population of around 22,000 residents, it offers a tight-knit community atmosphere while still providing access to the bustling city life. The village is known for its well-maintained parks, top-rated schools, and diverse housing options, making it an ideal location for families, professionals, and retirees alike.

Housing Market Overview

The housing market in Bloomingdale caters to a wide range of preferences and budgets. Prospective buyers can choose from condominiums, townhouses, single-family homes, and luxury estates, ensuring there's something for everyone.

Condominiums and townhouses are popular choices for individuals seeking low-maintenance living. Many of these properties offer modern amenities such as fitness centers, swimming pools, and community spaces. They are particularly appealing to young professionals and empty nesters looking to downsize without sacrificing comfort or convenience.

Single-family homes in Bloomingdale come in various styles and sizes, from cozy ranch-style houses to spacious two-story residences. These homes often feature generous yards, perfect for outdoor activities and entertaining. With well-established neighborhoods and tree-lined streets, single-family homes offer a sense of privacy and tranquility.

Luxury properties in Bloomingdale cater to buyers seeking upscale amenities and high-end finishes. These homes often boast custom designs, gourmet kitchens, lavish bathrooms, and expansive outdoor living spaces. Whether you're looking for a sprawling estate or a prestigious mansion, Bloomingdale has luxury properties that exude elegance and sophistication.

Neighborhoods and Communities

Bloomingdale is home to several distinct neighborhoods, each with its own unique character and amenities. From family-friendly suburbs to bustling urban centers, there's a neighborhood in Bloomingdale to suit every lifestyle.

The Stratford Square area is a vibrant commercial and residential hub, offering shopping, dining, and entertainment options. Residents enjoy easy access to the Stratford Square Mall, which features popular retailers, restaurants, and a movie theater.

For those seeking a more tranquil setting, neighborhoods like Indian Lakes and Westlake offer peaceful surroundings and scenic views. These communities boast well-manicured parks, serene lakes, and recreational facilities, providing residents with ample opportunities for outdoor recreation and relaxation.

The Bloomfield Club is a prestigious gated community in Bloomingdale, offering resort-style amenities and upscale living. Residents of the Bloomfield Club enjoy access to a clubhouse, swimming pools, tennis courts, and walking trails, creating a luxurious and exclusive lifestyle experience.

Schools and Education

Bloomingdale is served by several highly-rated school districts, making it an excellent choice for families with school-age children. Students in Bloomingdale attend schools in either School District 13 or School District 15, both of which are known for their academic excellence and extracurricular offerings.

Notable schools in Bloomingdale include Erickson Elementary School, Westfield Middle School, and Lake Park High School. These schools prioritize student success and provide a supportive learning environment where students can thrive academically, socially, and emotionally.

In addition to public schools, Bloomingdale is home to several private and parochial schools, offering families a variety of educational options. These schools focus on providing a well-rounded education grounded in academic rigor, character development, and community engagement.

Recreational Amenities

Residents of Bloomingdale enjoy access to a wide range of recreational amenities and outdoor activities. The village is home to numerous parks, playgrounds, and nature preserves, providing ample opportunities for outdoor recreation and relaxation.

Notable parks in Bloomingdale include Springfield Park, Circle Park, and Westlake Park, all of which feature walking trails, sports fields, and picnic areas. These parks are popular destinations for family outings, community events, and outdoor fitness activities.

Bloomingdale is also home to the Bloomingdale Park District, which offers a variety of recreational programs and facilities for residents of all ages. From youth sports leagues to fitness classes to cultural events, the Park District provides year-round entertainment and enrichment opportunities for the community.

Conclusion

With its picturesque neighborhoods, top-rated schools, and abundance of recreational amenities, Bloomingdale, IL, offers an idyllic setting for homebuyers. Whether you're searching for a cozy condominium, a spacious single-family home, or a luxurious estate, Bloomingdale has a diverse range of housing options to suit every taste and budget. With its welcoming community and convenient location, Bloomingdale is more than just a place to live—it's a place to call home.

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Schools in Brandon Florida

One of the reasons why people move to Brandon, FL, is the school. Brandon has numerous schools to send your kids. Mintz Elementary, Brooker Elementary, and Limona Elementary are some elementary school choices. The middle school is Burns Middle School. For high school, Brandon High School is a great choice. Schools in Brandon are considered good schools. Most of these schools are performing well. So if you move to Brandon and have your kids, you won't have to worry about the schools where you can send them because there are enough schools for your children, and these are not simply schools; they offer quality education.

Two-bedroom apartment in Brandon FL

Charleston Edge & Charleston Landings offers various floor plans from one-bedroom and two-bedroom apartments in Brandon, FL, and three-bedroom. This apartment is also a perfect pet-friendly one with spacious floor plans and amenities that welcome guests with the best service and ideal location. The location of this apartment is within walking distance of the shopping malls, restaurants, and entertainment venues. If you're looking for an apartment to rent in Brandon, look no further. Choose the best with superior amenities you won't find anywhere else. Live in an ideal location with easy access to the best the area has to offer. Each unit has been carefully designed with your comfort and convenience in mind. Stylishly furnished with top-notch materials and finishes not found in other Brandon rentals. For more information, please call (813) 534-5613.

Paul Sanders Park in Brandon, FL

Paul Sanders Park in Brandon, FL, is a non-staffed park that offers various amenities such as biking, paved trails, picnic shelters, playground, restrooms, and walking trails. This park is very peaceful and a wonderful place to be from sunrise to sunset. The places provide shade on a hot Florida day filled with children's playground equipment and picnic tables. The park, Paul Sanders Park, is named for longtime Brandon resident Paul Sanders. This is a very nice park, being named after a resident of the area who has contributed so much to the community. It's such an inspiration to many people, both young and adults. While in Brandon, this is one of the parks you should never miss.

The inmate tries to hire an assassin. 

In Brandon, a man charged with shooting a 16-year-old boy has been charged with trying to hire an assassin to kill a key witness. In addition to murder charges, Jadon Christian Felix Saunders-Rigeur is now accused of trying to hire an assassin in prison. This inmate is a 19-year-old man charged with murdering a teenager in Brandon. Because of that, he faces additional charges. Detectives arrested Jadon Christian Felix Saunders-Rigeur and charged him with soliciting murder in addition to the first-degree murder charge he was already facing. The inmate has come forward with information that Sanders Rigur, awaiting trial at the prison, hired another inmate to try and kill the witness. I'm glad he was caught. Read more.   

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Driving Direction

Paul Sanders Park

602 W Bloomingdale Ave, Brandon, FL 33511

Head south toward W Bloomingdale Ave

6 sec (141 ft)

Follow S Kings Ave and W Lumsden Rd to Regency Lakes Dr

8 min (3.8 mi)

Continue on Regency Lakes Dr. Drive to Delaney Cir

32 sec (0.1 mi)

Charleston Landings & Edge

902 Delaney Cir

Brandon, FL 33511

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8 Years ago last week, my friend Laura called me in a fit of excitement. She told me that she had just discovered an abandoned piano on the old Bloomingdale Avenue railway trail (now the 606) and that we needed to rush to it and do a photoshoot.

Laura was still making music at the time so we agreed this would be something we'd use later for her upcoming album and for the promotion of shows (which we did for this one actually)

Digging through my photo library tonight at the request of another friend, I stumbled onto this shot and it made me burst out laughing, so I had to post it.

Happy birthday Laura.

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Ten Places In The United States That I Have Been To And Will Return

Ten Places In The United States That I Have Been To And Will Return

Ten Places In The United States That I Have Been To And Will Return

“America ….. is the land of the richness of life, of the fullness of every hour in the day, the country which gives you the sense of carrying out a huge amount of activity, even though in fact you achieve very little, the country where solitude is impossible.” Italo Calvino

America is big and there is so much to see in the land…

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"Milwaukee Road / Soo Line C&E Lines switcher appears in the distance, returning home via the elevated tracks along Bloomingdale (at Winchester). Today this right-of-way has been re-purposed as the Bloomingdale Trail the606.org/"

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June 12, 1989

Photo by John Smatlak