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marleyrose17 · 3 years

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Almost Paradise ( Owen Patrick Joyner Fic )

Hey everyone! This story is gonna be a Owen Patrick Joyner story and I will be pairing the reader with Owen, so I’ll put Y/N anytime the main character is mentioned or is talking. This is my first story since high school so please bear with me as the writing will slowly become better the more I write. I hope all you fellow Owen simps like myself like this story. FYI this story takes place if COVID 19 never existed. Please check out my best friend Sydney ( @imsydneywalker) for cute Charlie Fics. Love Yall.

Summary: Y/N just turned 22 and decided to make a spontaneous trip to L.A California USA from Dieppe,New Brunswick, Canada to visit her best friend Charlie Gillespie for her 22nd birthday present to herself. He doesn’t know she’s coming, hence the surprise. But little does she know would she get a little surprise of her own on her way to America.

Chapter 1: Someday

House outfit: https://urstyle.fashion/styles/2814065

*Week before Reader’s birthday* 2021

Y/N’s thoughts: It has been forever since I’ve last seen my best friend Charles Jeffrey Gillespie or how I like to call him Arlo *as I hold onto the necklace he gave me for my 15th birthday*. Weird nickname I know, but I’ve been calling him that since kindergarten and I’m not changing it. It’s almost my 22nd birthday so I felt like I should treat myself to a present of seeing my best friend for a little while. Momma bear doesn’t know yet but I don’t think she’ll care as much since she loves Charlie as one of her own kids, so just taking a trip cross country shouldn’t be too hard to tell her. Right? Let’s find out.

*Y/N walks down to the kitchen from her bedroom*

“Hey mami,” Y/N says as she sits on one of the barstools, popping a green grape and dipping it into nutella into her mouth.

“Yes Y/N nickname?” Y/N’s mom says in a what do you want tone, while finishing cleaning up the kitchen after dinner.

“What?” Y/N asks.

“I already know you want something. You never come back downstairs after dinner unless you’re getting a snack or you want something. I’m your mother, remember.”

“Damn, that predictable huh? Anyways, yes I wanted to ask you something or more like tell you something. So I was thinking for my 22nd birthday I could possibly fly down to America and see your adopted son for a couple weeks. You know I’ve been wanting to move down to L.A so why not go for my birthday. I’d obviously stay at Arlo’s, money shouldn’t be an issue since I’ve been saving plus birthday money from past years. Sooo?” Y/N finishes saying while looking at her mom with puppy eyes.

“You already bought your plane ticket didn’t you?” your mom says while staring at you with one eyebrow raised.

“.... maybe…. no actually, I wanted to see what you’d say first before splurging.” Y/N says while looking down at the bowl of grapes and looks up again to smile cheeky at her mom.

Your mom rolls her eyes and laughs. “ Sure, why not. Do you want me to call Maman J so she can tell Charlie?” your mom asks.

“No no, I want it to be a surprise. It’s kind of a birthday present to myself since Arlo decided to be like “ I wanna be an actor and blah blah blah”. You say mimicking him.

“Alright, well as an early birthday present, I’ll buy your ticket. Should I make it a round trip or a one way?”

“Ummm make it a one way trip, I’ll let you know when I want to come home. You know Arlo, he always has some random hiking trip he wants to take, and knowing him he might drag me to one of those trips” you say rolling your eyes.

“No problem. You better go upstairs and start packing.” your mom says.

*You dip one last green grape into nutella and pop it into your mouth before you hop off the bar stool to give your mom a kiss* “You’re the best mami!”

*You run back to your room and start planning the whole trip*

*5:30pm One day before reader’s birthday and your flight*

*you're sitting on your bed finishing up some last minute packing, when you hear a knock at your door.*

“Come in.” Y/N says without turning around.

“Hey hun.” your mom says.

*you turn around to face your mom* “Hey mami, whats up?” *you say while sitting on top of your luggage trying to close it*

Your mom chuckles, “Here is your plane ticket for your flight, it's at 5:55am, you have a connecting flight to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma which will have a connecting flight to L.A.X.”, your mom says handing you the tickets. “So you better finish packing and get some rest.”

*You reach for the tickets while trying not to fall of your luggage* “Awesome, thanks mami.”

“No problem, just get some rest ok. I will drive you to the airport.” your mom says while walking out of your room.

“Ok!” you yell through the door. *You finally got the luggage to close* “YES!” you say standing up on the edge of your bed but then proceed to fall off your bed in the process which leads to a loud thud hitting the floor. “I’M OK!” you yell before your mom asks.

You place your luggages and carry ons by your door and start getting ready for bed. You look into the mirror one last time and stare at the picture of you and Charlie at the waterfront, ( https://www.instagram.com/p/B-suC_WF8Cu/) ( just pretend its yall, I know its like his cousin or friend)

“L.A.X I’ll see you tomorrow.” you say to yourself before walking to bed.

*Reader’s birthday* 3:00am

Airport Outfit: https://urstyle.fashion/styles/2813992 (girl on the left is what your hair looks like)

*your phone goes off at 3:00 am with the song I See Fire by Ed Sheeran playing from your phone softly.*

*You groan annoyingly wondering why you’re up so early, when you realize it is your 22nd birthday and you have a flight to catch in two hours. You spring out of bed, pop your airpods in and blair The OtherSide from The Greatest Showman and begin getting ready for your long day of flying*

*Dancing towards your bathroom, you turn on your shower to warm up and start brushing your teeth. You lay out the outfit you will be wearing to the airport on your bed, take out your headphones and head into the shower.*

*20 mins later. You hear a knock on your bathroom door*

“Almost done sweetie?” your mom asks.

“Yes, I’m just finishing up, I’ll be down soon.” you say through the door.

*Because you’re going to the airport you didn’t put too much makeup on, just enough to make yourself look kind of awake on the flights. You put your hair in a messy bun, put on your jean jacket, take one last look in the mirror before you shut off the light and head out.*

*You look around your room to make sure you grab any last minute items for your carry on. Especially making sure you have your Beats, charger, spare hair elastics and gum. You go to grab your luggage when you realize your mom already did and placed them in the car. Best mom ever. You grab your guitar case and your bag and head out.*

*Skip the car ride, you’re already at the airport*

“You’re sure you have everything right?” your mom asks while taking the stuff out of the car.

“Yes, I promise, I have everything I need. If I forgot anything important I will call you and have it shipped to Arlo’s.” you say while closing the trunk of the car.

“Alright, have a safe trip hun, please be safe and try not to get Charlie in too much trouble ok?” your mom says while hugging you goodbye.

*GASP* “ HEY! I’m a good noodle, Arlo’s the one who dared me to jump in the fountain at the mall. You know me I could never pass up a good dare.” you say while breaking the hug.

“Haha, yes I know which leads you to getting sick. Remember, it was winter.” your mom retorts back.

“ Yeah yeah I know, I’m still a good noodle though.” You chuckle while grabbing your stuff again.

Your mom shakes her head, “Go before you miss your flight silly.” She says while turning you around.

“Ok, ok I get it you want me gone.” You say laughing while walking towards the automatic doors.

“OH SWEETIE!” your mom calls out.

You turn around. “Yes?” you ask

“Happy Birthday!” your mom yells in front of everybody.

You stare at her like really. “Thanks mami. I love you too”

*You walk inside the airport and walk towards the check in line to check in all your luggages.*

*Skip to you’re already on the plane before take off.*

*You check your phone for the time, plug in your Beats, place them on and hit shuffle before. You look out the window watching the sun just barely starting to rise before you close it and begin to read your book, for the next 4 hours.*

*4 hours later*

*You finish up one of your books, you pull off your headphones just in time to hear the pilot announce that you guys are about to land. You place your book and headphones back into your bag and prepare to land.*

* You get off the plane and check the time on your phone to notice that your connecting flight is almost here and you begin to panic. You check your ticket and realize that of course your flight is on the other end of the terminal, so you begin to run and book it to the other end, hoping you’ll make it on time.*

“Excuse me! Sorry! Sorry! Excuse me!” you say as you weave through airport traffic.

*Half way through your running spree you look down at your phone again to make sure you didn’t miss your flight when you feel your arm get tugged from behind you. You notice one of yours and someone else’s luggage clipped each other by the wheels and they both go flying. “Sorry, my bad.” you say as you grab a luggage, not even looking up to see who you collided with and go back to your sprinting.*

“Yes!” you say to yourself as you make it to your gate. The flight hasn’t boarded yet so you take a seat and wait for your row to be called. You get to your gate, hand the lady your ticket and proceed to board your flight.

*You place your carry-on luggage into the overhead bin and take your seat, when you notice a very sweaty guy just barely making it onto the flight. You chuckle to yourself.*

*3 hours later*

“Alright passengers, we will be landing very shortly. The weather today is 89 degrees, partly cloudy, and 40% of humidity. Welcome to Los Angeles, California passengers.” the pilot announces over the intercom.

*You place your headphones back on, and calmly this time walk off the plane and head towards baggage claim*

*As you’re waiting your favorite song Someday by Max Schneider starts to play. You begin to sway back and forth, humming to the tune when you then feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see who it was and begin to stare at him weirdly wondering why you can’t hear the guy talk*

“Oh shit, my bad. Forgot.” you say as you take off your headphones to actually hear what the guy was saying.

“It's cool, all I was saying was that I was sorry for colliding with you back in Oklahoma. I wasn’t paying attention, I was in a rush and didn’t see you. It wasn’t until after that I noticed that the gate was in the opposite direction.” A dirty blonde guy explains to me.

“Oh no, it was totally my fault, I should have been looking up instead of on my phone. I guess we were both in a rush. But hey, I like your jean jacket. Pretty dope.” I say to him.

“Right back atcha.” he retorts.

*Awkwardly stands next to each other waiting for your luggage to arrive*

“Welp, that's my luggage. Have fun in L.A.” The guy says as he grabs his other luggage and heads towards the exit.

“Thanks, you too crash buddy.” you say back.

*you grab your luggages from the conveyor belt and pull to the side so you’re not in the way of people. You go to open one of your luggages to make sure nothing spilled on the flights/crash over, when you notice that the things in one of the luggages isn’t yours.*

“Shit, I must have accidentally switched luggages with that guy back in Oklahoma.” you say to yourself as you look around to hopefully see if he is still around.

*You close up the luggage, and begin to gather your things and head towards the exit, hoping the guy hasn’t left the airport yet. You get to the exit, head outside and don’t see the guy you bumped into.*

“Damn it!” you say defeated, “How will I ever get my stuff back? What a way to start off my birthday.”

*You get an uber and head towards Arlo’s place*

#Owen Patrick Joyner #OPJ #julie and the phantoms #JATP #owen joyner x reader #oklahoma #fanfiction #julie and the phantoms fanfic #owen joyner's hats #bindi

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andaleduardo · 4 years

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Yours truly, Richie :)

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Summary: Richie writes a letter for Eddie.

To my favorite Loser

Hey, Eds!

So sorry I haven't written in a while, college has been such a crazy experience and I'm clawing at the walls like a cat in heat.

Hope you're doing well, Spaghetti head. I'd love to hear all about your life out there. Is it interesting? Have you grown taller? Are you still angry and energetic 24/7? You're gonna be a wrinkly old man, Eds. Have you talked with the others recently? (Have you gotten your dick wet, yet?)

All important questions, I may say.

I might have mentioned this before but don't you just hate how boring things sound when you write them?

For all you know I might be putting on an accent right now. Can you hear my accents through my words?

How bout now, buddy? Ain't ye tired of lil old me, yet?

Anyway, I miss you like shit.

My roommate, Dave (I told you about him haven't I?) he's not like us, like the Losers. No one really is but, I was always pretty sure I'd find someone here that I could call a friend, you know?

But he's like, empty.. Says "hi", says "morning", says "later". That's Dave right there. Hi, morning, later.

I don't think he ever said my name.

Instant noodles were pretty great when we ate them together back home. I don't remember the taste but I think it’s because I had you by my side and my brain captured the most important parts of those moments. You and instant noodles, but not the flavour, cause that's not a big deal.

That theory doesn’t explain why I can’t remember your voice from that time. Why would my brain ever think that that wasn't important?

Instant noodles taste like dust now, wet dust.

It's like everything's out of my grip. Maybe my memory storage is too full with homework and exams and class notes.

What were you studying again? I bet you're gonna be a nurse, or a mechanic, you liked those things. I hope you're doing something you like. You better be.

Make sure to call me a lot of names when you write me back. Asshole, dipshit, trashmouth. Everyone just calls me Richie around here, where's everyone's imagination? Gee, live a little college students, snort your coffee! Make up nicknames for everyone! Get your dicks wet!

Have you gotten your dick wet, yet? Still an important question.

Think I'm gonna go write some more letters for the others, maybe I can get Bev to meet up with me next week since she's the closest one from here. Think she'll handle me for 3 hours? Maybe she'd like some instant noodles.

Write me back whenever, you know I'll be waiting. Love you, Eds. Take care, yeah?

Yours truly, Richie :)

The blank address space stares back at him. Richie presses his hands to his eyes in hopes of pushing the tears away, but they end up running freely down his cheeks.

The dick-doodled envelope ends up on the same place the last 18 letters did. On a shoe box under the bed of his college dorm, waiting for the day he finally remembers Eddie’s new address.

And he goes back to his desk, ready to write 5 more of those letters to the faded faces in his brain he knows he loves.

perma taglist: @constantreaderfool @mrs-vh @eds-trashmouth @girasol-eddie @reddieforlove @madi-personal @cheekaspbrak

#reddie #angst #losers club #it 2017 #it 2019 #college #writing #me #one shot #letters #forgetting #fanfic

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darlingtaetae · 6 years

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Rules: answer 30 things about yourself and tag people you’d like to get to know better!

I was tagged by @royaltae @smilegguk and @bunjunggukie Thank you for tagging me lovelies!!<3

nickname: Don’t have any :( (feel free to give me one lol)

pronouns: She/Her

zodiac: Scorpio

height: like 5’3.5” ?? (the 0.5 counts)

age: 17

time: 5:37pm

fav artists: BTS, Dean, Big Bang, Prince, Pink Floyd, Muse and more!

song stuck in my head: Relax - Frankie Goes To Hollywood (my favourite 80s song! What a b o p)

last movie i saw: Friend Request, was very creepy

last thing i googled: Triple H Retro Futurism album

other blogs: My art blog! I’m also thinking about doing another one (it’s a WIP)

do i get asks: Sometimes! I do get excited when i see that someone has sent me something!!

why i chose my url: Well as i said before I love prince (the purple rain album FUCK) and i love the song Darling Nikki (v sexual but good, if you go onto my blog it should play!) and ofc i love taehyung since he’s my bias so put them together and boom, darlingtaetae was born

following: 999! Who will be the 1000th??

what am i wearing: Leggings and a hoodie! (if i’m not wearing leggings then somethings wrong)

dream job: Forensic Investigator

dream trip: Tokyo, Japan! I’ve wanted to visit Japan since i was like 12/13 and a weaboo

fav food: thai noodles or any noodles tbh, chicken, pizza, ya know all things healthy

play any instruments: there’s not an instrument i haven’t tried to learn tbh, Piano, drums, violin, guitar, bass.. but can i remember any of it? Fuck all

fav song: ever? Gosh uhh… so kpop wise my favourite song would be either Begin - BTS, RUN - BTS or Butterfly (prologue mix) - BTS (it takes me back to when i first discovered them and how they helped my get through my struggles when i was 15/16) and non kpop… Purple Rain - Prince, Shine on you crazy diamond (pt 1-5) - Pink Floyd (both remind me of my dad, he ain’t dead btw awlfnkd) and Where the streets have no name - U2 (reminds me of my mum, again not dead lmao)

play(ed) any sports: Basketball, netball, taekwondo (i got student of the year when i was 10 :’) ), ballet and just hip hop dancing (not that i was any good)

hair color: Naturally brown but dyed black (went full goth)

language(s) you speak: Just english! I know little French but that’s it, i wish to learn some japanese!

random fact: I have a desire to become a more free and open person, i want to live the rest of my life without fear and just live in the moment

describe yourself with an aes: A dark street that’s only lit with a single streetlamp. polaroid photographs. Doc Martin shoes with ripped skinny jeans and fishnet tights. Abandoned buildings that plants are slowly taking over. Old castles that have cold walls lit with candles. 80s music playing on a radio while going on a late night drive.

I tag: @starlightsoojin @joonhobi @needmeagucciboy @heart-danket-heart @bamfyoongi @baby-boy-joonie @mozartae @sharinghoe @rainyanimeduckpatrol and anyone else who wants to do it! (feel free to ignore)

#personal #tag #tag game

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