#Sunnyvale Moving

[fuckedprophet-arch]

OKAY NO BUT WHAT RICH SUNNYVALE BBY IS HAVING THE HOTS FOR DALLAS AND THEIR DAD/MOM GUARDIAN OR WHATEVER IS LIKE NO HE'S TRASH. WHOMST?!!

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The flower on the witch's hat

Simon x fem!reader

warning : hurt/comfort, kissing, crying, mention of sex and murder, no use of Y/n, flirting

Summary : A Sunnyvale resident who moves to Shadyside was a sansation and a target for the students of Shadyside High School, but when Simon intercepted her and realised she wasn't a spoiled brat but someone who was also full of secrets, something seemed to mature in the blonde that was the light of hope in Shadyside - love.

info : The time has come to get into my Fred Hechinger obsession and besides Caracalla it is Simon from Fear Street 1994. Originally this was supposed to be a (how is he in a relationship) and in the middle of writing I have changed my mind have fun reading ;)

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In Shadyside there was no happiness, no goodwill and above all no peace for the inhabitants, old and young, no one seemed to be safe from the misfortune of the town that had been like this for centuries nobody was safe.

Almost every year there was a memorial service for a deceased person, due to a murder, accident or natural death, it always seemed to affect only the town haunted by darkness and bad luck.

But just because this is so does not mean that Shadyside had no other ways of beauty.

The few times of day that there were were brief moments of love, families enjoying peace and quiet in the garden or the children playing in the streets where there were hardly any cars anyway because it was always a bit difficult to pay for petrol in the city, if you had the money at all.

Beauty in the form of unbelievably good Halloween parties, a strong community of the town that would go through anything together and love. Love, yes, there was even love in the dark, ramshackle Shadyside.

Mostly it was love at the Shadyside High School, which had many graduates who had been responsible for murders, where you also met a lot of special students and couples.

Whereby the couples tended to eat each other up with kissing and more than just touching each other in the corridors and classrooms that most of the time you just looked at the floor or joined in the love making to make it less awkward.

All for one

Simon had seen her for the first time on that gloomy school day and his own desires were awakened instead of enjoying those of the other couples.

The white Porsche was a clear contrast to the other rust-coloured cars that had driven up to the school.

No one from Shadyside could afford such luxury and never would be able to, another bitter reminder of the other side of town where the sun seemed to come out of every arse of the oh-so-great Sunnyvale residents.

He had never seen it before but he-no, everyone knew who owned the car and who was in it. But most of all it was the new girl who didn't want to be there who looked as shady as the town she was in.

Simon saw exactly how she dodged her mother's kiss and hurriedly got out of the car, slamming the door provocatively and lowering her gaze so as not to attract attention, it was time to start.

He pushed off from his own car and walked over to her ,,The pretty new flower from the sun into the dark forest, how awful…Hi, I'm Simon!" he introduced himself and jumped straight into her path as he intercepted her on the way to the main entrance.

His broad smile widened even more when he saw that he had startled her when she hadn't seen him and had almost collided with the blond.

That was the first step of the plan, but he hadn't realised that she had almost snatched her hands out like in one of those kung fu action films It was kind of cute, he thought, when he saw this and she was trying to look so brave and not like someone who could be so easily frightened.

Normally he would have immediately joined the others who were waiting in the school corridors with baners, firecrackers and other things to poke her - a Sunnyvale resident here was something that could not go unnoticed.

But as he waited outside in his car, Kate already inside and the others not yet arrived, he thought he would intercept her and point her in the ���right’ direction immediately, but now that he saw her like this, no snooty look, no insult and no slap in his face, she seemed harmless and, above all, beautiful.

,,Not even a minute here and people are trying to scare me, tell me, do you greet everyone like this or is it just you?" she asked in reply, her annoyed, stern expression changing to a more relaxed, almost cheeky one as she took a step closer to him - something he hadn't expected.

Normally people would make fun of him, judge him and brag about their money and influence, but not her and there was a determination in her eyes that he would like to see more often. You usually only saw that in the will to survive of the Shadysiders and not in the tanned snobs.

She wasn't just a pretty flower, she was also a pretty flower with thorns that he was happy to embrace.

Indicating a bow, he brushed a blonde curl from his face and let her pass, ,,Maybe just for you, the private special tour," he said before catching up to her when he heard her grin and he smiled broadly again as he felt warm and cosy on this chilly morning.

Maybe it was the clash of both schools, both sexes with hormones, the nineties or maybe it was something much more sweet as she caught herself thinking how neat his slightly wavy hair was, how stupidly cute he was and how she couldn't stop the smile on her lips every time he held the door open for her and told her something about school.

Even though she already knew most of the facts about the school, Simon's fun facts were actually quite funny and a good way to know the ‘secrets’ of the high school from the creepiest places in the toilets, the lockers to stay away from and where the fabled backyard is where many a student has lost their virginity on a picnic blanket on the floor or right up against the brick wall.

He helped her to the rooms, showed her a few shortcuts through the corridors and simply hooked his arm into hers, ,,The wild corridors of Shadyside are a jungle full of grotesque characters, murder and death if you're not careful" he warned, pointing to several people she made a mental note to stay away from and yet she could see he was enjoying it.

There was just something glowing in his eyes, ,,You're a good tour guide...and an adorable mascot" she commented as they walked past the sports hall and he showed the photo of the team where he was standing at the front with green face paint and a pointy hat on his head to represent the witch.

She even saw him mischievously trying to cover up the blush on his cheeks and quickly looking elsewhere, ,,Really? Thank you, well - not everyone can wear such green" he replied with a wink and probably did one of his usual mascot poses before they went on, the break was almost over and he could at least take her to her maths lesson as a gentleman.

They stopped in front of the door and an awkward silence fell between them both as he broke away from her, ,,Well, have fun with the numbers," he probably tried this as a conclusion and turned away from her with a final wave, or at least wanted to.

Maybe it was her conscience, or maybe it was her quick-beating heart that had reacted faster and she took a pencil out of her backpack to tear off a piece of her timetable and write her number on it.

Simon paused in amazement, the last thing he thought was that his charm and wit had allowed him to have her number after just two hours, a huge step forward and he would have loved to hold her hand again, but all that remained was the piece of paper that lay in his as he mumbled after her, ,,Y-Yes, I'll call you" and set off with a broad grin and pink cheeks, but he didn't let go of the piece of paper.

In fact, they only saw each other during the second short break, talking and laughing and strolling on across the schoolyard, he again hooked his arm around hers to protect her from possible colour or feather attacks, ,,I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if anything happened to the flower," he said in a puffy voice, trying to sound sunny and alive.

She shrugged it off with a grin and a smile, ,,Everyone in the unnecessarily large houses talks like that,” she admitted, but she didn't want to think about the time and was glad to have found her smile through Simon.

Because if he hadn't found her nice or whatever he saw or felt about her, she would have soon become another murder victim, one of many, and she certainly wouldn't have been mourned.

She even got to know his friends briefly who (which she couldn't blame them for) eyed her a little sceptically at first, she herself would have reacted the other way round.

When she dropped a few, well, insider facts about the sunny paradise and its inhabitants, any scepticism seemed to evaporate and she was greeted with jokes and a few ‘free’ drugs.

All in all, it would have been a perfect school day if she hadn't almost run out of school with her eyes downcast when her geography teacher announced to the whole class, ,,Miss your mum has arrived, you can go" and she felt like an outsider again.

Why couldn't she go out at the right time like everyone else in Shadyside? Why did she have to leave five minutes earlier than everyone else Simon and the others weren't a disease or anything like that, Shadyside wasn't something to protect her from.

It was a thought that angered and disappointed her as one look at her mum and she saw it all too well, ,,Just drive!" she said to her mum who muttered under her breath ,,Shithole" before the tyres spun and the car sped off.

She didn't see Simon again that day…at least not until she got a phone call.

After a lot of shouting at her family, ignoring them and having a sissy dinner with a hunger strike, she was finally in her room with a heavy sigh.

,,Is your family that spoilt too?" she asked her room and wished Simon would answer but she was alone and threw herself on her bed trying not to think about the chores she still had time for, for now she had to get her mother out of her mind.

For every time she shouted at her mother, her father gave her another warning look and she couldn't stand up to two parents who had the stick so far up their arse no matter what she said.

But what had annoyed her most was how patronisingly they had talked about Shadyside, ,,You have no right! You don't know how nice the people here are!" was the last thing she had shouted before a glass was thrown to the floor and the three of them fell silent and now she was back, lying on her bed and running her hands over her face to stop herself from crying miserably.

As if something, or rather someone, had heard her she heard the guitar ring on her phone, a perk of having her own landline that wasn't being listened to by her parents she reached for the phone on her bedside table and pressed answer.

,,Yes? Hello" she said, hoping her voice didn't sound busy, there was a brief silence on the other end before she heard a rustle as if someone was passing the phone round the other end and she said a hurried ,,Hi flower it's me Simon well I thought I might call” he said and she could practically see his smile. Her mood lifted immediately and she sat up.

,,How nice of you to call, it couldn't have come at a better time," she said, only now realising that she was inviting him to ask questions, which of course he promptly did, ,,What? Why? Did something happen?" he asked and she knew that she couldn't back out now, not in front of her parents, not between the cities and not in front of Simon.

But her hesitation had probably got the better of him, ,,Do you know where the mall is? Meet me there in the car park in 20 minutes and we can talk about this perfect timing in peace," he said and hung up, leaving her looking puzzled and yet somehow relieved at her receiver.

Hastily putting on her shoes and grabbing her key, she slipped out of the house - it wouldn't be up at all.

Her father was in his office doing construction work and her mother was asleep in the living room with wine and mints…it was always like that.

Ignoring this, like every time, she hurried out of the house, she knew where the mall was and headed in one direction, it only took her a quarter of an hour on foot, but she took her time.

Playing with her hair only to brush the strands back behind her ear, clipping her earrings back on and taking them off again, Pull yourself together damn it she thought and put her hood down as she walked under a flickering lantern and saw the big building.

But most of all she saw the one car that was parked in the middle and had lights on inside and out, which she ran towards a little faster and this time startled Simon when she knocked on the window and he opened the door for her, ,,There you are at last…I was worried" Simon admitted and she gave him a slightly confused look not knowing if he meant the time, the city or her situation.

Simon hurriedly corrected himself, ,,Worried about everything you thought," he huffed and smiled slightly again which reassured her and she suddenly saw him pull out a small box with sweets stuffed inside as if he was opening a private therapy session just for her.

Thanking him, he took a few sweets and briefly savoured the sweetness of the strawberry, the two fell silent as the radio played and they both realised how ‘intimate’ the situation between them was, ,,Soooo do you want to tell me what happened?" he asked, stuffing a fifth sweet into his mouth which almost threatened to spill out.

She knew it wasn't good to keep something like this a secret, it would only get worse, ,,Family quarrels…my parents are both pretty deluded rich idiots. My dad is only here because he can supposedly drive the economy and my mum only hates it here and all of you. Which isn't true at all, you and the others are the nicest people I've ever met!" she began, looking briefly at Simon, who gave her a sympathetic look and put his hand gently on hers, gesturing for her to continue.

He was there for her, something that important people in her life weren't necessarily, ,,Then something went wrong and I just feel like shit, they have no right to badmouth Shadyside like that. Originally we're from her you know, but soon after I was born we went over and got rich and now we're here again…and the truth Simon, you're the first one here to treat me as an equal and not as a freak among freaks" she finished, feeling the lump in her throat not going away.

She tried not to cry, tried to stay strong, but as Simon held both her hands, the sweet fell to the floor unnoticed and he leaned towards her, she couldn't stop the occasional tear.

,,Who cares if you're from here or there, it doesn't matter, your parents are stupid. You're the important thing for the others…and especially for me, okay? Ever since I saw you that pretty flower with thorns that can take a beating I knew you were the best thing to happen to Shadyside I mean hello a new resident with super info and such determination is a hot one" he said and his calm yet excited voice made her smile slightly how could she not.

Those curls bobbed as he talked to her, the blue eyes that looked at her with such sincerity and appreciation, hands that held her gently stroked soothingly and a forehead that pressed against hers to deliver his every word directly to her.

The silence between them both lingered over the words before she let out a ,,Really?" and got a ,,Really" back just a second later before she felt his lips on hers and he pulled her into a kiss.

A hesitant kiss at first, an understanding between them, not knowing if it was even right, but when she held his hands and Simon felt her brief smile, he intensified the kiss.

She didn't know back and she didn't either, there was no reason other than love between two young adults who had almost stopped for the first time in a dark time and belonged together with only the centre of the car with the gear shift separating them.

A fact in which both of them stopped when they broke away and looked back at the car, which made them both laugh.

,,I guess the car prevents a certain atmosphere," he mumbled and she felt his hold as her fingers played with a blonde strand of hair, he had wiped away her tears with his shirt before and his beautiful flower seemed to be fully blooming again.

Before their gaze went to the back of the car and the warmth shot across both cheeks and they shared another kiss, but most of all it was Simon holding her in his arms, lying in his lap.

Making her realise again and again that she was now one of them and she would never be alone again, so he would stay by her side and seal it with another kiss as even the streetlights seemed to stay on to protect the lovers.

As I said even in Shadyside there was always a light of hope and in this case it was the flower and the witch who would have a happy future or is the curse of the city just waiting for the right moment?

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@potatoesenpaii

[roseyswords]

Y'know what's especially insidious about Solomon Goode's deal with the devil? He could have just moved back to the Union Settlement. He didn't have to create Sunnyvale he could've just gone back and he would have been fine. But he had an ego. And therefore needed something to revere him after he was gone. He wanted the power that came from that. And he sacrificed people's lives in order to get it done. When he could've just been happy going back to Union.

[slut4megantheestallion]

"Girls like girls"

Deena Johnson x fem reader

You moved to Shadyside a few months ago, you've heard about about this town being a shithole, and some sort of witch called Sarah Fier possessing people turning them to killers which sounds stupid in Y/n's opinion.

Her Dad died when she was 13, and it shattered y/n's heart. Her mom became a alcoholic, so y/n had to support herself.

Y/n's mother had moved to Shadyside for a fresh start, Y/n thought moving to Shadyside would be the worst idea, but she actually met three amazing people who changed her life.

Y/n met Kate through cheerleading ever since you got on the team. she was your first best friend, but one secret Kate told you was that she sells drugs with her other best friend Simon so they could leave Shadyside one day.

Y/n was totally supportive of that, and she also met Simon, Simon, and y/n's friendship was very flirty they would often flirt and mess around with each other. Y/n had a crush on Simon at first but he had eyes for another girl at school so she knew it would never work, but she still loved Simon as a bestie, He cheered y/n up when she was sad and he was the life of the party.

But the one person that stood out to Y/n was Deena Johnson, She seen Deena in band, Y/n thought she was the most beautiful girl she'd ever seen, her freckles and curly hair. Kate introduced you to Deena. Y/n was very nervous, and she felt like she was going to melt.

You thought you weren't going to be close to Deena but in the end you and Deena were very close, you guys talk about Shadyside, you both hang out alot after-school, you both listen to The pixies.

Y/n wanted to make a move to ask Deena out and tell her that she liked her, but Deena started dating Sam. Deena was very happy, and y/n loved seeing her happy, but she doesn't feel happy that she's with someone else.

Deena and Sam had been dating for six months until they broke up since Sam moved to sunnyvale.

Y/n was there for Deena when Deena needed a shoulder to cry on. She was there for Deena and and her little ''Fuck Sam" phase. You know how much Deena was angry at Sam but you knew she still loved her and would never get over her, Deena even quit band because of her.

But she got back into the band since Sunnyvale was hosting a candlelight vigil for the victims, so players, cheerleaders, and band had to go.

God, you hated those stuck-up Sunnyvale pricks

You made it inside the bus, seeing people amped up, and all up in your face, which you were very annoyed with, so you saw Deena and sat next to her.

"Hey." Y/n said to Deena.

"Hey." Deena responded.

"I don't wanna fucking do this." Deena said.

" Trust me, me too, I'd rater be at home listening to music, not going to Prissyvale." Y/n said, rolling her eyes.

" I don't want to go there but I have to because I have to give this to someone that I used to- it doesn't fucking matter anyway." Deena said mentioning to the box on her lap, which contains pictures and stuff with her and Sam. Y/n wished she was with Deena before Sam did.

It was silent on the bus ride. y/n looked out the window seeing Sunnyvale.

As the bus driver stopped in front of Sunnyvale High School, everyone got out of the school bus and made it to the football field.

Kate walked up to Y/n. " I know you like Deena." Kate said to Y/n straight forwardly.

" What? Is it really that obvious?" Y/n said to Kate questionly.

" Duh, I saw the way you looked at her when you first met her. You look like it was love at first sight." Kate said, smiling at Y/n.

"Well, it's not love at first sight since she's stuck up on Sam." Y/n said.

" Don't worry, you'll find someone, and if you don't, you always have me." Kate said jokingly.

" Shut up." Y/n said as she blushed at the short girl.

Y/n stands next to Deena, Y/n saw Deena looking for someone in the crowd to see Sam with this guy wrapping his arms around her.

Deena looked heartbroken she wanted to be sucked up in a black dark hole and disappear.

Deena left the football field, which made Y/n feel bad for her.

Y/n followed after Deena saw her sitting down in the corner of a wall.

" What's wrong?" Y/n said as she saw her crying.

"Oh, you know Shadyside being a shithole, seeing someone you use to know with someone else." Deena said sarcastically as she laughs, wiping away her tears.

Y/n comes over to Deena sitting right next to.

" I can't believe that she can just pretend like we weren't together and put up this bullshit facade ever since she moved to Sunnyvale, it was like she was ashamed to even say we were together, like I didn't matter to her, I was gonna give her this box of memories we had together but all I want to do is set it on fire." Deena said, feeling anger rise up.

"Maybe you need to let her go." Y/n said to Deena.

Deena gets up, scoffing as she rolls her eyes as she gets up, looking at y/n.

" Do you think it's that easy, she had a impact of my life, and you just expect me to let it go, God that was really fucked up to say Y/n." Deena said angrily

" I'm just saying she made you felt like shit ever sine you guys broke up, you literally quit band because of her, she literally has a impact of your life that you need to let go of, can't you fucking see." Y/n said, defending herself.

" Why did you want me to let go of her?" Deena said, questioning Y/n.

" I don't want to talk about it." Y/n said as her heart beats rapidly as she wants to admit that she likes deena.

"No, tell me, I mean you have so much blunt honesty to tell me to hurt my feelings, so please tell me Y/n." Deena said, targeting Y/n.

" Because I fucking like you!!! Is that what you want me to say? I wanted to tell you I fucking like you for months, but you were to stuck up on sam, that I felt like I was gonna loose you, I know how much you miss her but I just can't stand you talk about her." Y/n confessed as tears come out of her eyes.

Deena didn't say something as she looked at Y/n in her eyes.

" Deena, please say something... you know what? I'm gonna go and leave you alo-" Y/n was cut off as Deena kisses Y/n passionately cupping her face softly.

Y/n kisses Deena back as she waited for this moment to happen ever since she met Deena.

" I'm so fucking sorry, Y/n I was so stuck up on Sam that I didn't realize how much it affected you, I really liked you when I first met but I was so blinded by Sam and how much I wanted to be with her, I really liked you too but I was too scared to admit it and was so stuck on sam." Denna confesses as she looks at Y/n teary eyes.

" When we're done with this, can we eat cheeseburgers and listen to The Pixies and sing our hearts out." Y/n smiles, laughing with tears in her eyes as Deena laughs with her.

"I would love that, and your right I need to move on from Sam and focus on the good side of my life which is you, and I'm sorry for my attitude, that was very bitchy of me." Deena apologized.

" It's OK I've heard worse." Y/n said smiling at Deena.

Deena kissed Y/n again as she rested her forehead on Y/n's

"Y/n L/n, will you be my girlfriend." Deena asked.

" Of course." Y/n said pecking Deena on the lips.

Deena walked hand in hand as they make it back to the football field.

[catlady5001]

end of year fic recs

somehow it's almost 2024. where did the year go. where.

here // part two

i want to share some fics i really enjoyed this year, organized by fandom! each fic will have a short summary, the word count, and a + symbol if it's a work in progress!

fandoms:

Fear Street

Stranger Things

Percy Jackson

under a read more for people who just want to keep scrolling :)

Fear Street

break the chain by cassiopeia721 (@cassiopeia721). when Sam is forced to move to Sunnyvale due to her parent’s divorce, she’s shocked by how weird it is there. 5k, crack and angst

Stranger Things

always surprised by what i do for love by birthdaycandles (@steveharrington). dustin, lucas and mike are at a halloween party when they find someone dressed up as an injured steve harrington, and take it upon themselves to defend his honor. 6k, oneshot, hurt/comfort

the end is here (and we do it a hundred times over) by placebythering. set during season 4, steve keeps reliving the day of the apocalypse. 126k, angst with a happy ending

strange (but not a stranger) by heartofwinterfell (@nancywheeeler). mike wheeler character study - he struggles with feeling replaced by eddie. 10k, slice of life

this must be the place by palmviolet (@palmviolet). set after starcourt, robin stays at the byer's for one night - one night that quickly turns into two, then three, then many many more. 25k+, slice of life with fluff and angst

view from a bridge by palmviolet (@palmviolet). a retelling of season four that imagines a completely different type of monster - a cosmic horror. this is one of my favorite stranger things fics of all time. 173k, horror

In A Strange Land by MrsEvadneCake (@mrs-evadne-cake). set after season 2, it focuses on the eldritch monster that has invaded hawkins. another incredible fic. 180k, horror

you are young and life is long (and there is time to kill today) by heartofwinterfell (@nancywheeeler). series with two fics, one from eddie's perspective and one from steve's, about the timeloop they went through. eddie remembers. steve doesn't. 70k, angst with a happy ending

I've seen your face before, my friend, but I don't know if you know who I am by HMSLusitania (@hmslusitania). after S4, the stranger things gang has to time travel back to 1983 to fix everything. they get the chance to lead normal lives from that point onward, but everything has changed - making things very weird for eddie munson, who has no idea what's happened that makes Steve Harrington of all people try to befriend him. 27k, fix-it (this fic is ao3 locked)

a boy, a tender age by Kostas. in the aftermath of season 4, joyce byers adopts steve harrington. 11k, hurt/comfort

good for my boy by MacksDramaticShenanigans (@stevethehairington). the first time wayne munson met steve harrington (completely by accident). 7k, domestic fluff

HEARING DAMAGE by yes_bella_no. steve learns to live with his hearing damage, post S4. 35k, hurt/comfort

light my way by lesbianrobin (@lesbianrobin). in which Wayne doesn't meet Steve until quite a while after he and Eddie start dating. 10k, domestic fluff

Love and Honor but Not Obey by crow_of_crimes (Theyna_Shipper). a story about steve and robin's marriage of convenience and their (failed) attempt to keep it a secret. 11k, angst and fluff

the lathe by palmviolet (@palmviolet). my favorite steve timeloop fic. set during the season four apocalypse.

sub-culture by palmviolet (@palmviolet). steve is pretty convinced eddie now hates him. turns out eddie has the opposite problem. 61k, hurt/comfort

eating in the underworld by greatunironic (@greatunironic). 8-fic series in an au where steve goes with hopper, joyce and murray to the underground russian base and doesn't return. 103k, angst with a happy ending

an eye for an by pukner (@pukner). six times that the boy who calls himself Steve Harrington feels real, and one time he realizes that he isn't. 18k, angst with an unhappy ending. tw violence

i can give you a heartbeat by soupbitchin. ghost eddie tries to get someone to notice him. 114k, fix-it

STEVE’S FIRST BRUISE by cairparavels. spider-man steve au. 47k, hurt/comfort

hellfire (save my soul) by philomendron (tetrapteryx). steve asks eddie for help planning robin a birthday party set in the Cabaret of Hell . everything spirals from there. 49k+, slice of life / hurt/comfort

always burning, world keeps turning by pukner (@pukner). eddie survives season four, and is around to deal with the massive post-apocalyptic fallout. between all of the 'post-earthquake' mess, he and steve figure out what they mean to each other. 2-fic series, 61k+, hurt/comfort

i'll kiss your mouth, and you'll be better for it by cpressmn. somehow, steve and eddie are the last ones to realize they are dating. 8k, minor hurt/comfort

The Very Best People by scioscribe. something is very wrong in a seemingly normal suburb. steve and robin go undercover to investigate. 18k, mystery

this demo will save your life by oh_simone (@aiyahsimone). The summer after Vecna, Steve ends up managing Eddie’s band. 13k, fluff

I Like to See You in the Morning Light by BonitaBreezy (@bonitabreezy). eddie survived the apocalypse. now everyone has to deal with the fallout. 27k, hurt/comfort

you're beautiful (every little piece, love) by strawberryspence (@strawberryspence). for eleven, steve shaves his hair. 7k, hurt/comfort

Of Kings and Cult-Leaders by ladyofthenorthernlights. dustin convinces steve to host eddie's latest d&d campaign. 12k, hurt/comfort

It's Not a Big Deal by AidaRonan (@aidaronan). after S4, eddie survives, but his entire life is locked away in the Upside Down forever (his books, his DnD stuff, his guitar.). steve takes it upon himself to replace them. 12k, hurt/comfort

Percy Jackson

here comes the sun by seaweedbraens (@seaweedbraens). au where percy and annabeth are soulmates, and percy is a roman. 23k, hurt/comfort

if i were to pluck on your heartstrings and if i were to pluck on your heartstrings.by seaweedbraens (@seaweedbraens). a percabeth soulmate au told from two perspectives. annabeth knows who her soulmate is before percy knows his, and misunderstandings ensue. 45k, hurt/comfort

kiss me once 'cause you know i had a long night by herecomesthepun. no powers au where the PJO gang work together. "Annabeth is married, Percy is new and Jason is really trying to be a good friend here." 12k, comedy

Everything, And Then Some by palestinianpercy (@sar-soor). no powers au. percy is a wildlife photographer who ends up coming on his best friend's band tour to help them out while he looks for a new job and gets his life back on track. 127k, hurt/comfort

ends and beginnings series by palestinianpercy (@sar-soor). no powers au where percy and annabeth meet by chance, and while they know that what they have can't last forever, they can't resist each other. 146k, hurt/comfort

we made a lot of music dancing (you and i) by vll8586 (@percyheartsannabeth). au where percy and annabeth are dancers in a ballet company, and grow closer after being cast to perform a pas de deux together. 11k, fluff and romance

Not By Design by inkncoffee. Paul's journey from that guy dating Sally to being Percy's father. 11k, hurt/comfort

constellations by liketolaugh (@liketolaugh-writes). a series fic detailing the immense therapy percy goes through post PJO and post HoO. it's incredibly therapeutic to read. 310k+, hurt/comfort

Laying Waste To Halloween by pinspec (@pinspec). follows percy and annabeth through their childhood and teenage years. 127k, hurt/comfort

Not So Shore by bananannabeth (@bananannabeth). mortals meet percabeth au. 10k, slice of life

bring me home by pjoseries (divineauthor). percy jackson is twenty-six when hera takes his memories. alternate HoO AU. 4k, canon-divergent

is this the way to exit my youth? by afromaniiac (@afromaniiac). Percy gets a bottle of vodka for his birthday. He isn’t a fan. He and Annabeth talk about it. 1k, hurt/comfort

[lookingupatthesamemoon]

F/Obruary Day 3 - Baking

pairing: Summer + Ricky LaFleur

summary: Summer and Ricky spend an afternoon baking a batch of pot brownies.

word count: 1.4k

cw: substance use, weed mentions

note: takes place during early s3 of tpb :)

divider by @/saradika :)

Summer sighed as she heard the unmistakable sound of a fist pounding at her door. It was a sound she had gotten awfully used to hearing in the time she’d been living in Sunnyvale, especially with some of the types of neighbors she was surrounded by. She opened the door with a sour face, which brightened as she realized who stood in front of her.

“Ricky, hey-”

“Those brownies you made for me… How the fuck did you do that?”

“Well, hello to you too,” Summer exhaled.

“I’m serious,” Ricky shot back, stepping into the trailer uninvited. “Those were, like, the best fuckin’ weed brownies I’ve ever had in my fuckin’ life. Like, I need you to show me how you made ‘em.”

“Well, Rick, I think all I’ve got right now is some shitty mall weed-”

“Got it covered,” he responded, fishing around in his pocket for some of his own stash. He pulled a few loose buds out of his pocket, handing them over to her.

“Okay, well… Let’s get the pocket lint off these, I guess,” Summer exhaled, chuckling at his overly-excited demeanor. This wasn’t exactly how she was expecting to spend her afternoon. She had no qualms with spending time with Ricky, though – the two of them were… Sort of together? Honestly, she wasn’t entirely sure. They had slept together a couple times, gone on a few dates... All signs were pointing to “yes,” but she wasn’t sure either of them were really fully prepared to commit to the idea of being a proper couple.

Ricky made his way to the kitchen, a short walk from the front door. He drummed his hands against the countertop, leaning forward on it as he watched Summer search the living room for her grinder, bent over the arm of the couch. A smirk spread across his face as his eyes scanned over her ass, tight against the denim that was enveloping it. “I can feel you gawking at me, Rick,” she called, rolling her eyes as she stood back up.

“I dunno what you’re talkin’ about,” Ricky responded, tearing his eyes away just in time for her to turn around.

“Uh huh,” she muttered, entering the kitchen, already working on grinding the bud in her hands. “Can you grab a baking pan for this? They’re under the stove.”

Ricky nodded, doing as he was asked. Summer was surprised he was being so quiet, but she knew it wouldn’t last – he never was the quiet type. The longer he remained in her trailer, especially in her kitchen, the more chaotic things would certainly become. He tossed the pan on the counter next to Summer, watching over her shoulder as she worked. His hands found their way to her hips, his body slowly coming in closer and closer to hers.

“Alright, I think we should have enough,” she said after preparing the pan. “This stuff’s gotta go in the oven for, like, an hour by itself… What do you wanna do while we wait?”

“I can think of a few ideas,” Ricky said, his voice low as he pressed his body up against hers.

“No,” Summer replied, rolling her eyes playfully. “If we start fucking right now, we’re gonna lose track of time and burn my fucking trailer down – and, no offense, but I’m not moving into your car.”

“Fair enough,” Ricky chuckled, pulling away from her a bit, leaning back against the counter. “I mean, I guess we could smoke and play video games or somethin’?”

The hour passed like molasses, and both Summer and Ricky found themselves buzzed by the end of it. Summer had paced herself, but Ricky, of course, allowed himself to get far more fucked up. They giggled amongst each other as they returned to the kitchen, stumbling along the way, to retrieve the dried dope from the oven. After setting it on the stovetop, Summer rummaged through the cabinets for a small pot and her favorite glass bowl. Meanwhile, Ricky was spending far too much time searching the fridge for butter.

“Rick, Jesus, they should be right in one of the drawers,” Summer told him, shoving him out of the way slightly with her hip. She pulled two sticks out of the new box, waving them in front of Ricky’s face.

“Oh, shit, I forgot fridges had those,” he laughed.

“Alright,” Summer sighed, rolling her eyes. “Think you can manage keeping an eye on the stove?”

“I think so,” Ricky responded.

“Okay, good… Because I was gonna let you take care of the weed butter.”

“Oh, fuck yeah! I can do that!”

He snatched the pot off the counter, almost smacking Summer in the face in the process. Despite his inebriated clumsiness, Summer trusted him with this task much more than she trusted him to properly measure and mix all the other ingredients. She assumed that he had surely done this on his own before, anyway. As he watched over the butter simmering on the stovetop, she greased her brownie pan, and combined her dry ingredients in their own separate bowl. She portioned out the rest of the ingredients, watching the clock as Ricky played his part. Once the butter only had a few minutes left to simmer, she threw some chocolate chips in the microwave to melt, leaving the half-empty bag on the counter, knowing full well that Ricky would eat whatever was left.

As carefully as a man like Ricky could manage, he poured the glorious butter mixture into the glass bowl with the chocolate. Naturally, a bit splashed back on him, resulting in a “fuck” slipping from his lips, and a new stain surely forming on his shirt. Summer couldn’t help but laugh slightly, wetting a paper towel and dabbing at the small splatters. He watched her with hearts in his eyes as she did so – it was such a small show of affection, but Ricky couldn’t remember the last time someone was so gentle with him. 

His eyes continued to follow her as she added the rest of the wet ingredients to the glass bowl, opting to mix them with a spoon rather than a hand-mixer. He almost didn’t hear her ask him to grab some eggs from the fridge – which, of course, was a bit of a mistake on her part, as it resulted in more eggs cracking on the floor than in the mixing bowl. She should’ve guessed. He shot her an apologetic look before they both burst into laughter. The mess could be cleaned up later. 

After the eggs, all that was left was the dry ingredients, which Summer offered for Ricky to add – slowly, she had to clarify. Still, he ended up getting flour on both of them. “Ricky, Jesus,” Summer giggled, attempting to wipe the flour off of her shirt, but only making the mess worse. She offered a bit of batter to him on her finger, which he happily took into his mouth, groaning as he did so.

By the time the brownies made their way into the oven, the kitchen looked… Well, honestly, better than Summer had initially expected. Still definitely a mess, but nowhere near as bad as she knew it could’ve gotten. Ricky really was on his best behavior.

The two of them spent the half hour it took the brownies to bake lounging on the couch, lazily making out between rounds of Frogger and the occasional toke. If she was being honest, Summer could’ve probably lived like this forever. She was really enjoying whatever it was she and Ricky were getting themselves into – she just couldn’t help but worry that it wouldn’t last. But, for now, she was reveling in it, reaping whatever benefits she felt she was getting from being his girl, even if he wasn’t going to call her that.

Against their better judgment, the two of them helped themselves to a small piece of brownie mere moments after removing the pan from the oven. The softness made it difficult for them to cut a piece, leaving it jagged and uneven, and, of course, it was so hot that it surely burnt both of their mouths. Still, they were perfectly moist, and Ricky decided that the taste was worth whatever taste buds he burned.

“Fuck,” Ricky muttered. “These are, like, maybe even better than the last ones. You should sell these or somethin’.”

“Yeah, maybe,” Summer mused. “We could work together, make all kinds of shit.”

“Fuck yeah! We should! I mean, clearly we make a great team.”

“Yeah, we do, don’t we?” Summer smiled.

[downins]

dating sam fraser headcanons (fem!reader)

note: i forgot how much i enjoyed writing so i'm gonna be more active starting from now on i promise you guys please leave a request

a/n: gay gay gay gay, pure fluff tbh, a little nsfw

before she moved to sunnyvale, she had her eyes on you for a little while. she'd always thought you were hilarious and pretty charming

she tried to get close with you once but she just bailed because you were talking to kate and simon while laughing your ass off

there were a few times where she caught herself staring at you while you both were in class, immediately tried to brush it off like it was nothing

after being shy around you for a long time, she just decided to walk up to you and start a conversation. you thought it was pretty weird at first considering she's never said a word to you most of the time

during breaks, you'd sit together with sam, kate, deena, simon and josh. obviously deena would have some sort of beef with you after noticing that sam has been paying attention to you more than her

she loves it when you hang out with her, like just the both of you, she's herself when you're around her and she loves that about you

she keeps her feelings to herself a lot and she opens up the most to you only when she can't handle things, you're always there for her when she needs you

you're optimistic even though you're in shadyside, you had goals to get out of there and start a whole new life somewhere far away

after she moved to sunnyvale, you were in despair. it felt like your heart was ripped in half. simon and kate knew that you were in love with sam right away after seeing how moody you were when she left

"oh cmon y/n look at you! stop lying to us just admit that you have feelings for sam"

they enjoy teasing you about it, it's pretty much a routine for them

on weekends, you'd try to visit sam as much as you could, she loves it when she sees you at her doorstep, it brings her so much joy

her mum doesn't like you that much but since you're a huge nerd she allows sam to hang out at yours.

she's so talkative in private and it makes you like her even more. you show her your sketchbooks and let her listen to your mixtapes. you even make her mixtape cassettes before she goes back home. you try to hint her by putting in a bunch of love songs in it, you also lend her your hoodie because she "gets cold easily", you knew it was a lie but she looks so good in your clothes and you liked it a lot

when she's alone and she misses you, she'd listen to the mixtapes and hug your hoodie a lot

kisses with her are so so so cute, she always gets blushy and flustered when you'd kiss her out of the blue or in front of people

she loves being able to drag you in a private corner to make out with you and just feel you close to her

there was that one time where you and sam were watching a movie together with deena, kate, simon, josh and you could feel sam's hands moving up and down your thigh signaling she was really bored and would rather do something else

you quickly got the hint and made up some lame excuse to leave the living hall with sam and simon immediately whispered "theyre gonna fuck" to kate earning a hard nudge from deena

sam's really gentle and always ensures you're comfortable before engaging in anything new (shes so omfg)

you're pretty close to kate and you're kind of touchy whenever you're with her, for example when you guys laugh you'd lean on her shoulder and she'd do that hand thing on your head. this makes sam so jealous but all she could do is shut up about it

she rarely voices out about the things that upset her so you'd have to ask her about stuff like that yourself

you try to communicate with her calmly as much as possible because she's also going through some stuff and you wouldn't want to make it worse for her

she loves it when you hug her for a long period of time, she feels safe and secure whenever she's in your arms

a/n: there WILL be a part 2 hehehe

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[hiddenwritingsintheworld]

Welcome to SunnyVale Oneshot

(Guyyyyysss Im literally just writing and posting whatever pops in my head at this point My Alpha is about two paragraphs from being done :P Be watching for it!! Cruel Summer Ch. 2 should be finished by the weekend too annnd im gonna work on Midnight Rain Ch. 2! So lots goin on! :D anywho, I love Trailer Park Boys and have been watching it on repeat for WEEKS. So I just had this cute idea and figured I'd write it since I cant sleep! :P )

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“Come on Bubs! Hurry up! We’re going to be late!” Julian yelled as Bubbles said goodbye to his kitties. “Boys, boys, boys!” J-Roc ran over across the road toward them. “Yall aint never gonna believe this! We got a reunion comin!!!” J-Roc grinned as Ricky looked at him, “what in the fuck are you talkin about J-Roc?” 

Julian took a sip of his drink as a large black bus pulled into Sunnyvale Trailer park.”So listen I heard from a friend of a friend that Y/N was in town. Rumor has it, she's gonna come do a tour of the park.” J-Roc said looking from Bubbles and Ricky, to which they all glanced at Julian. “What?” he snapped at them. “Well Julian…last time you and Y/N saw each other…she was tellin you she was leavin and you were ...well you were gonna ask her to marry you, until she……said……that….and you…..well…you know….broke her heart,” Bubbles said as an awkward silence filled the air. Julian sighed loudly and took a bigger drink of his drink as the large black bus drove slowly and carefully down the road, before coming to a stop. 

The air brake let out and the door opened, a few moments passed and suddenly, Julian felt like his heart had stopped and dropped into his stomach. Everything seemed to move in slow motion for him as you stepped off the bus. You wore a pair of suede thigh high heeled boots, a pair of black tights, they were the sheer kind that made Julian’s knees weak, you had on a burnt orange tight mini skirt on, and a black long sleeved shirt. When you looked up, your hair was curled in loose big curls, the wind lightly blowing your hair. You suddenly got the biggest grin on your face and darted toward the group of guys standing there. “Oh my gosh!!!” 

You laughed as you jumped hugging Ricky, the guy who was like the dumb, protective big brother you never got to have. You don’t know how many times Ricky saved your ass from getting into trouble either with Jim Lahey, the trailer park supervisor, or the cops whenever Julian and Ricky came up with some stupid plan. “Hey bugz!” Ricky had started calling you bugz when you guys were just kids, because you always had a ladybug or butterfly landing on you. He said you attracted bugs and teased you about it alot. 

Next to whisk you into a bear hug was your very bestest friend Bubbles; which the guys didn’t know but you still talked to regularly. “I’ve missed you bubs!” you laughed as he pinched at your belly “Whos got your belly?” “Don’t touch my fuckin belly bubs!” you both laughed again as he hugged you one more time. “I’ve missed you around here Y/N, we all have.” Bubbles said as you both pulled apart. You smiled and looked at Julian, “Hey Julian,” you said, willing to step up and hug him, but the longer the silence went on, the more awkward it got. “Hey fucktard, are you gonna speak or did your brain not get enough words movin arounds in there?” Ricky smacked his arm as you laughed softly. You’d forgotten just how Ricky talked, sometimes you really missed living here, other times, you wish you could have brought them with you, but you knew they would never leave their beloved trailer park. 

Julian let out the breath he didn’t realize he’d held since you turned and stared at him. “Wow,” he whispered to himself, but it was loud enough that all of you heard him. You felt a small blush creep up your cheeks, “Still drinking rum huh?” you asked him, smiling some as he cleared his throat, taking a large drink, and not the usual sip. “Oh, I brought presents! Give me one second!” You turned your hair flipping around, wafting the smell of your shampoo, mixed with your perfume all around. “Hey Mike!” You hollered while walking toward the bus, “Can you grab that blue duffle bag in the back for me?” you asked as you stood just a few feet from the guys. 

That smell hit Julian like a brick house as he closed his eyes, “I can’t do this.” he mumbled to Bubbles and Ricky before he turned and stormed back to his trailer, slamming the front door shut. He leaned back against it before flinging his glass at the opposite wall, letting it shatter and liquor spill to the ground. 

You turned at the sound of the door slamming and frowned. “Why’d he leave? I have a gift for him too.” you smiled a little awkwardly at Ricky and Bubbles. “Uh, I think he had to um, go, look at a book or something, anyways what’d you bring us Y/N?” Bubbles asked as you gave him a soft smile. It wasn’t easy for you either to see Julian, that night before you left played over in your mind a lot. 

******

15 years ago

You rode your bike down the street, the sun setting on your last few days of summer, you couldn’t wait to tell Julian, he was going to be so proud of you. You rode up to the stairs of his trailer and put on the kick stand before jogging up the stairs and letting yourself inside. “Jules? You home?” you called out, but not hearing a word. You pushed out your lips and walked toward the back where his bedroom was, “Yeah Ricky. I fuckin know. I'm nervous as hell the way it is. Dont you think I know that you fucking idiot?” He was on the phone in his bedroom. “Listen I’m busy tonight but I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Just don’t fuck up,” he hung up the phone and turned around to see you leaning on the doorway smiling softly. “Hey-how long you been standin there?” he asked as you smiled and shrugged. “Long enough to know you’re nervous about something...you two boys doin another deal?” you asked as he sat down on the bed, pulling you to straddle his lap. “Don’t worry about it sweetheart, what are you doin here this late?” you smiled, kissing him softly. “I have something to tell you,” you whispered against his lips. 

*****

You’d given the boys their gifts, Bubbles got a rocket ship, directly from NASA with his own spacesuit and a couple of real moon rocks and Ricky had gotten a customized glass bong. “Take care of that Ricky…..I figured you’d like it.” you laughed as they ran off starting to play with Bubbles rocket. You took this chance to slip away and go to Julians, knocking softly on the door. 

A few moments later the door opened and Julian stood there, hair wet from a shower, slicked back by the water, sweatpants hanging low on his hips with a towel around his shoulders. “Y/N. Hey, uh, what are you doin here?” he asked as you forced a smile. “Uh, I have a gift for you.” you said patting the duffle bag that hung off your shoulder. “Oh, you didn’t need to get me anything.” he said as he stepped aside and let you come in. 

Walking in, you stood awkwardly as he closed the door and moved toward the couch. “You can come sit down ya know?” he said, looking at you. You nodded and walked over sitting next to him. “Um,” you cleared your throat and dug around in the duffle bag. “Sorry, I would have wrapped it better, but I made a special stop for it.” you handed the box to him, watching him look confused, you smiled as he opened it. 

Inside, laid a very old and special bottle of Rum, Harewood Barbados 1780, to be exact. “Holy…fucking…shit.” he looked at you, a look of shock on his face. “Oh! It wasn’t a big deal….I know a guy who knows a guy,” you laughed softly. “You know someone who owns a $29,000 bottle of Rum?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as you smiled bashfully. “I know two guys now who own a bottle of $29,000 Rum.” you said as he smiled watching you grab another box. “Can’t drink expensive rum without new glasses.” you said handing him the black box. 

Julian smiled down at the gifts in his lap, before the memories came rushing back. “Listen…Y/N….I meant to write back…when you wrote me that letter….I just…got busy…and I didn’t…know exactly what to say.” You shook your head waving a hand. “Not a big deal….I moved on, I’m sure you did too. We’re adults now and that was 15 years ago so, you know, what's in the past,” you said looking down. 

Julian put his gifts aside and moved closer to you. “I’ve followed your career,” he said smiling as you looked at him. “What?” you tried not to laugh. “I doubt I sing the kinda music you like,” you laughed as he did, “While that’s true, I do listen to your music. You’re talented. You always have been…” he said softly as you stared at him, “Julian…I’m sorry I left. But tomorrow I’m going to show everyone where I was raised and where I lived with my parents. And I want you and the guys to be in the video.” you smiled as he chuckled “I’m sure we can make that happen.” 

Julian got you both a drink, and you began to get caught up on each other’s lives. “See Ricky…I’m tellin you that was a genius idea.” Bubbles whispered as they peaked in Julians windows. “He’ll finally tell her after all these years.” 

You were trying to catch your breath from laughing so hard when Julian put a hand on your leg. You looked at him as he stared at you, smiling softly. “I’ve missed you,” he whispered as you nodded. “I’ve missed you too.” A few more moments of staring at each other passed before he grabbed you and pulled you in close, kissing you deeply. 

After a few moments, Julian pulled away and sighed, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, I can’t.” he got up running a hand through his hair. “Fuck!” he yelled causing you to jump. “I should go.” you said quietly as you gathered your stuff and stood up. “No, please don’t go,” he sighed “just…..wait here.” he walked back to his bedroom, returning a few moments later, his signature black t-shirt clinging to the muscles that ran through his chest and stomach. “You weren’t the only one keeping a secret….” he pulled his hand out of his pocket, a black velvet box resting in his hands. “It’s nothing fancy…..I got it from Mrs. Peterson. When she died, she willed it to me, along with some money and other stuff…but….” he opened it, revealing the small, beautiful gold ring inside. The tiny cluster of diamonds sat directly in the middle. You stared down at it, unsure of what was going to happen, or what would have. “.....you….you wanted to marry me?” you whispered as he nodded. “But…then you said everything you said….and….” you looked at him, your brows pulling down together as confusion took over your face. “You lied to me didn't you?” you asked as he sighed. “I panicked, I didn't know what else to do…” you scuffed, shaking your head as you backed away and grabbed your stuff. “I can’t believe you Julian…you lied to me…you swore you never would.” you shook your head. “Whoa, you lied to me too.” Julian said as you looked appalled at him. “Are you kidding me? I didn’t lie to you, Julian. I WAS pregnant when I left. I took the damn test. And guess what? I rehearsed through the miscarriage, I performed when and where I needed to, so now I can go around and buy $30,000 bottles of Rum to impress someone I was head over heels in love with, in the hopes that I might get a tiny taste of what I used to have in life before I lost it all!” you yelled before you stormed out.

[jcrdyflores]

// hey, isn’t that JORDANA FLORES, who looks a little like ISABELA MERCED? i hear SHE/HER is/are a 23 year old CIS WOMAN who works as a WAITRESS @ UNCLE SAM’S DINER who has been in town for HER WHOLE LIFE. they ARE / AREN’T a member of one of aspen creek’s founding families. you can usually find them at SUNNYVALE COMMONS or RETRO RACK. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of THE ACHE OF WISHING FOR SOMETHING YOU CAN NEVER HAVE, FLORAL PERFUME LINGERING BEHIND, BAD DECISIONS WITH GOOD INTENTIONS, MAKING TEA FOR THE CEREMONY OF IT BUT LIVING OFF OF COFFEE, HAND EMBROIDERED JEAN JACKETS. just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through!

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 . . .

𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄: jordana mariana flores

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄(𝐒): jordy, dana, dani, mari

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄: june 2nd, 2001

𝐀𝐆𝐄: 23

𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍: waitress @ uncle sam’s diner / aspiring comic artist

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍: dixon ( 2 year old, blue french bulldog )

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌: angel in blue jeans by train, remix (i like the) by nkotb, pink pony club by chappell roan, gasolina by daddy yankee, behind these hazel eyes (techno version) by way 2 hard & hyper bear, please please please by sabrina carpenter, truck bed by hardy, need you tonight by inxs

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘. . .

Born to a single mother, brought up on a host of stories of what her birth father was like but never who he was. Despite the echo of emptiness Jordana felt at times, when she saw others with their fathers, she never wanted for anything growing up with her mother. In fact, with only the knowledge that her father wanted nothing to do with her, Jordy never even thought of looking for the man.

With the various pseudo parental influences in her background, Jordy grew up with a well rounded personality. She learned to charm the socks off of anyone she met from the former actress down the street, and developed a love for reading thanks to the librarian who recommended a number of books to her over the years. She learned how to hotwire a car from a mechanic, and how to play chess from the older neighbor across the street. Her friend circle in school was eclectic to a fold, gathering people from all walks of life into her group and befriending even more outside of it.

As she grew up, she knew she wanted to travel in or after college, which lead to her getting 2 years of college done before she even finished high school. It gave her the time to travel for a month or so before finishing college when she came back, and settled back into town. She found a job at Uncle Sam’s Diner, and has been waitressing there for the past few years.

In all honesty, life is going great for Jordy. It’s normal, and she likes it that way. She likes her hometown, her family dynamic, loves her boyfriend, she’s even gained a decent follower count on her blog where she posts her online comic series (under a pseudonym). There’s nothing to complain about.

So when news more recently broke about her being the first child of the Tomás Gibson, Jordy was absolutely floored. Sure her mother had been vague about her birth father’s identity, but never in a million years would she have guessed that the Gibson Patriarch was her dad. Frankly, she’s terrified of what this news might cause, and right now she’s just worried about her mother.

Jordana’s lasted 23 years without knowing her father, she has absolutely no plans to make the first move to know him now.

AESTHETICS: overwatering plants as symbolism for loving to the point of suffocation • perfect lipstick smudged after a night out • a good heart wounded too many times • sweet drinks that make the memories foggier • “women who run in high heels should be feared” • trinkets decorating the apartment to make it feel more homey • making tea for the ceremony of it but living off of coffee • that adrenaline high and uncontrollable giggles at 3am • dancing in the kitchen • the taste of champagne but preference for cheap wine • hopeful romantic with a flirty grin • rips in jeans patched up with colorful swatches • worn books from reading over and over again • quirky chess sets . . .

[stevebattle]

Compurobot II CR 200 (Greenbot Robot) (Systema Compurobot "Charles") by Axlon, Sunnyvale, CA (1984). The Compurobot is programmed using the remote control to enter a sequence of actions. It can move forward, backward, turn left or right, curve left or right, and wait. Each of these movements can be repeated by entering a number following it. For example, pressing the 'forward' button followed by '3' programs the robot to move forward for 3 seconds.

[hash-driveway]

Down With Me

Roxanne, Sunnyvale's newest resident, meets Julian and Ricky after they return from jail. Troubled by her traumatic relationship with her ex, will she be able to open up in her newfound home?

Bubbles isn’t in jail in this one.  I need him for exposition ok!! Roxanne is all of us and we are all Roxanne.

Also on AO3!

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CHAPTER ONE

Roxanne’s favorite part of living in Sunnyvale was the way that the sun beamed down onto her porch in the mornings.  Her routine, newly developed since moving to Sunnyvale, had a sense of peace about it since moving away from the city.  Instead of dragging herself out of bed, to then drag herself to her soul-sucking desk job, then back to her lackluster apartment, she felt energized to begin her day.  

After rising from bed, she would get ready for her morning jog around the trailer park.  When she lived with her ex, she hardly ever had the time to keep up with exercise.  Instead, she would resort to not eating much throughout her day to save herself time.  She had to be as productive as possible. Now that she had this fresh start, she could take more time for herself.  It was something that she had to get used to at first, but once she did, she fully embraced it.  It felt good to let go of the pressure and stress that she lived in for so long. 

Roxie developed a rapport with some of her neighbors on her morning jogs.  She met Lucy and Sarah, two best friends (who Roxie was surprised to find out were not in a relationship) who did hair out of their trailer sometimes.  Lucy’s daughter, Trinity, lived with them.  Trinity was a little hellion, stealing barbecues and throwing bottles.  Luckily, when Roxie caught her trying to steal her barbecue, she wasn’t intimidated by the little kid’s attitude.  Instead, she earned the child’s respect by talking with Lucy about the situation in a way that didn’t make her feel guilty.  After that, the three of them became friends.  

She also met Bubbles, a peculiar guy with the most alarming Coke-bottle glasses she’d ever seen.  He lived out of the shed across the street from her trailer.  Roxie took it upon herself to put some cat food out on her first night, and Bubbles noticed and came to her door.  At first, he was a bit offended, assuming she thought that he didn’t feed his kitties sufficiently.  He fed them good, he said, better than most kitties in the world.  She believed him.  

And of course, Roxie knew Jim Lahey and Randy, the Trailer Park Supervisor and Assistant Trailer Park Supervisor, respectively.  Jim was always drunk, and Randy was always shirtless. They weren’t as nosy as her previous landlords, who would barrage her with emails about her hanging plants on the balcony, or the decorations she’d put on her door.  Since she was the leaseholder, she was the one who was always being contacted for stupid shit, like her ex parking in the handicap spot or being late on rent because he couldn’t be bothered to save any money.  Her ex never took responsibility for anything.  

Across the street from her new place sat a white single-wide with brown trim.  Two young guys, Corey and Trevor, lived there and completely trashed it.  It was unfortunate seeing the state of disarray Julian’s home was in while he was away.  

She had never met Julian, of course.  Bubbles spoke about him and Ricky so often that Roxie felt like she might as well know them.  Bubbles often told her about how excited he was for his friends to get out of jail.  

That’s why Bubbles stopped her on her run this morning.  As soon as she passed Julian’s trailer on her second lap around, Bubbles ran to her in a panic.  

“Roxie! Please, I need your help.  I don’t know how I’m going to get Corey and Trevor out of Julian’s place,” he exclaimed, taking a moment to whine stressfully, “He’s going to be back any minute, and they just fucked his place up.  They won’t listen to me!” 

Out of breath and hunched over, Roxie panted through her words, “Bubbles, I’m sure Julian will be able to handle it. Corey and Trevor don’t seem too bright.” 

Bubbles sighed, not feeling any better, “Yeah, well, they’re fuckin’ idiots, but they’re in there tearing the place up… Smoking, drinking, and playing video games all day and night.  They don’t even care to clean up after themselves.” 

“It’ll be okay, Bubbs, I promise.” 

The rest of her morning went on as usual: Shower, change clothes, and brew coffee.  She sat on the small porch of her trailer, basking in the sun.  Roxie had on a gray tank top which now soaked up the water dripping from her hair, and shorts.  While it was early spring, it surely got hot enough for her to wear summer clothes already. 

Placing her coffee down, Roxie reached into her pocket and grabbed her plastic cigarette case, which held half a pack and a half-smoked joint.  She was saving the weed for later, maybe if she hung out with Lucy and Sarah that evening.  Roxie lit up a cigarette and let time stop for a moment as the morning sun warmed her face. 

Just after, her trance was broken by the sound of a cab rolling up across the street.  She watched as Bubbles ran to the vehicle in excitement.  That must be Julian and Ricky, she thought. 

The guy who exited the cab first wore a button-up houndstooth shirt with Adidas swishy pants.  His hair was a dirty red, styled in a pompadour with impressive sideburns.  His eyes were covered by small oval sunglasses.  He was cute. 

“Bubbs!” He shouted as he gave Bubbles a hug, “I fuckin’ missed ya, buddy.” 

Bubbles whined and hugged his friend back, “Ricky! I missed you, too!”  Roxie smiled to herself, happy that Bubbles wouldn’t be so lonely anymore.   

As the two reunited, the other side of the cab opened.  Roxie was greeted by the sight of a tall man with black hair, slicked back and shiny.  His dark goatee framed his jaw, and as he turned to retrieve their bags from the trunk, his earring caught the light of the morning sun.  His shoulders were broad, and a gold chain rested on his chest. In one hand, he held a drink, which never seemed to spill in spite of the movements he made.  He was built, but not cut.  He looked like the kind of guy that you wouldn’t want to fuck with.  

Roxie watched as Julian propped both duffel bags onto one shoulder, and a small wave of fervor swept through her stomach.  She took another drag, and stole glances at Julian as she eavesdropped from across the street. 

“Bubbs, what the fuck happened to my trailer?” Julian’s voice was deep and steady despite his aggravated tone. 

Bubbles stammered as he explained to Julian how he tried to kick Corey and Trevor out of his trailer, but that they wouldn’t listen.  Julian shook his head and made his way into his home with Ricky following behind him.  A commotion erupted from the trailer– a combination of shouting and objects falling over.  Corey and Trevor really did trash the place.  There was garbage and empty bottles where the flowerbeds used to be, and the porch was filled with junk.  Roxie couldn’t imagine how disgusting the inside of the house was. 

Bubbles looked around, a distressed look on his face.  Roxie stood as they made eye contact from across the street, and mouthed: 

“Everything okay?” 

Bubbles whined again and threw his hands up in exasperation before heading over to her.  

“I fucked up, Roxie.  I tried so hard to get them to leave, but those dicks are so drunk and high all the time that they never listen!”

She snuffed her cig and patted Bubbles on the back, “You tried your best, Bubbles.  It looks like your friends have it handled.” 

As she spoke, Ricky and Julian were throwing all of Corey and Trevor’s shit out of the front door.  Ricky pushed Corey out first, then Trevor.  Their protests fell on deaf ears as Julian scolded them and told them to start cleaning his trailer immediately.  

When the two made their way over to Bubbles, Roxie started feeling nervous.  Nervous? Fuck no, she was probably just excited to meet her new neighbor…right? Right.  

Julian approached and consoled Bubbles, making sure that his friend knew that it wasn’t his fault.  

“It’s alright, Bubbles. I should have known those dicks were up to something fucked up.” Julian regarded Roxie, eyeing her up and down before greeting her, “Hey.” 

“Hi,” she waved at him, “Roxie.” 

“Jeez, Bubbs.  You went ahead and got a girlfriend while we were gone, huh?” Ricky teased. 

Bubbles groaned, “Ricky! She’s not my girlfriend.  Just my friend.” 

“Is that right?” responded Julian, the faintest inkling of intrigue in his voice, “Nice to meet you.” 

Roxie smiled, “Likewise.” 

They shared a brief moment of eye contact until Ricky shouted at Corey and Trevor to “pick up the fucking pace” because he “wanted to watch TV and smoke a joint” with Julian and Bubbles.  

“Boys, let’s hurry the fuck up and get Corey and Trevor out of Julian’s! I want to have a tiny bit of a relaxing evening.” 

“See you,” said Julian, “Let me know if you need anything.” 

“Okay.  Bye, Julian.” 

As the boys returned to berating Corey and Trevor, Roxie found herself smiling.  Was her face red?  Oh God, it must have been weird of her to only say goodbye to Julian, right? Maybe she was being too obvious.  

She grabbed the half-smoked cigarette from her ashtray and went back inside before she got too excited about meeting her new neighbor.  

[ghostboyspeaks]

I'm currently sick, but here are some movie scenes, but wenclair

1. Scott pilgrim

Enid: Wednesday I need to tell you something

Wednesday: Yeah, I have something I need to tell you, too

Enid: Great listen I know you play mysterious and aloof just to avoid getting hurt and reasons for not wanting to talk about your past I want you to know I don't care about any of that stuff because I'm in lesbians with you

Wednesday: what

Enid: I really really mean it

Wednesday: oh ok

2. 10 things I hate about you

Enid: You never wanted to go sailing with me. Did you?

Wednesday: yes I did

Enid: No, you didn't

Wednesday: well ok not actually

Enid: Well then, that's all you had to say. Have you always been this selfish?

Wednesday: I guess

Enid: you know just cuz your beautiful doesn't you can treat people like they don't matter I mean I really liked you okay I I defended you when people called you conceited, I helped you when you asked me to, I learned French for you and then you just blow me off you ca-

( Idk how to word this without it being awkward, but iykyk)

Enid: and I'm back in the game!

3. fear street 1994

Enid: I didn't think you were coming I thought you quit band

Wednesday: Yeah, I did.here

Enid: Is this my stuff?

Wednesday: ding ding ding

Enid: can we just talk for a second?

Wednesday: no

Enid: You broke up with me, remember, so stop acting like I'm the bad guy

Wednesday: Yeah, well, I'm not the one who moved to Sunnyvale ok you made the choice. I just made it official

Enid: my parents got divorced I didn't have a choice

Wednesday: oh come on you just couldn't wait to start you new fake life with your fake-ass mom

Enid: I am half an hour away

Wednesday: might as well be the god damn moon and you know it

Enid: I don't know anything

Wednesday: Yeah well I do I know you were always too afraid to tell people about us I know that and I know that douchebag out there was squeezing your ass

Enid: You broke up with me

Wednesday: what's his name

Enid: You broke up with me!

Wednesday: What's his name, Enid the dude groping you

Enid: stop!

Wednesday: touching you

Enid: Ajax! his name is Ajax!

Enid: You don't get it

Wednesday: No,no I do there's not much of a future in Shadyside with a lesbo best case is what dead on the mall floor after a double shift or maybe,maybe if your lucky your the one carrying the knife

Enid: Jesus, you're doing it again

Wednesday: doing what

Enid: "Welcome to the suck." "shit is doomed"

Wednesday: shit is doomed

Enid: it doesn't have to be it's like you want to lose

Wednesday: At least I know who I am

Enid: Stop being mad at me for wanting a different future

Wednesday: it's not your future when you're pretending to be someone else

[raefaeacnh]

There's a ghost haunting Sunnyvale island...

One fateful October day, a wealthy businesswoman was found in her home... dead. Now her spirit is known to haunt the island, unable to move on while her murder goes unsolved.

Can you solve the murder mystery so the woman's spirit can finally move on? Visit Sunnyvale at DA 9588-8556-0312 and go to https://sunnyvaleisland.wixsite.com/acnh/the-spirits-mystery to play while you visit!

[cahrolinehasmoved]

here lies CAROLINE FORBES. cheerleader. MISS SUNNYVALE. third grade hopscotch champion. friend. DAUGHTER. overachiever. mean girl. sometimes. no offense. she was seventeen and she had a really good life. so rest in peace so that she can move forward.  ⸻ CAHROLINE. ©