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softsnzstuff · 21 hours ago
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Welcome to my Summer Camp AU, in which the Fruity 4 are cabin leaders at a 2-week long Sleep away camp. Sorry for the cheesy title, it’s all I could think of rn. 🤷🏻‍♀️-KB
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Hot, Sickly, American Summer (part 1/?)
Eddie smiled as he drove down the highway. Summer in Hawkins was finally here, and he was on his way to his usual summer gig. Billy Cassidy’s “Bye Bye Miss American Pie” was playing on the radio - not his usual choice of music, but fitting for the mood.
As the road became surrounded by trees, he veered off the highway and turned onto the familiar dirt trail that led to Camp. He could hear the gravel crunching beneath his tires as some loose dirt was kicked up by the disturbance.
Once he’d pulled up alongside the other recognizable staff vehicles, he jumped out into the dirt and stretched his back.
“Do my eyes deceive me or is that Eddie Munson??”
Eddie turned around, taking off his sunglasses and hanging them on his shirt.
“Robin, hey!” He greeted her with a hug, “How long’ve you been here for? Is Nancy with you?”
“Just an hour or so. Nancy’s inside the dining hall. They’re getting ready to give out bunk assignments and all that.”
Eddie reached in the back of his van and slung his duffel over his shoulder. “Great.”
Eddie locked his van and followed Robin into the dining hall. He could see the other staff members were there: Nancy, Jason, Andy; their boss Linda (a good friend of Joyce Byers) was standing towards the front, writing some notes on a clipboard.
“Hey Eddie!” Steve walked over, extending his arm for a handshake, but pulled Eddie in for a hug with the other arm.
“Stevie! Glad to see you.” Steve had left for college in the Fall, nowhere incredibly far, but far enough that he didn’t see Eddie that often. The two had been seeing each other off and on in secret anytime Steve came into town. Summer was really their only ‘long’ time frame to be together.
“Could I get everyone’s attention please?” Linda spoke up. The upbeat conversations slowly died down. “Good afternoon everyone, welcome back to another amazing summer of camp! The kids will be arriving in a little under an hour, so I want to get assignments out of the way quickly.”
She continued, “Eddie and Steve! Welcome back, you’ll be in charge of Boys’ Cabin 1. Jason and Andy, Boys’ Cabin 2. Once again we need more outreach with our ladies. Robin and Nancy you’ll be with Girls’ Cabin 1. Girls’ Cabin 2 will remain empty for now. You’re all returning veterans of camp, so you all know the drill. Get settled and we’ll meet for a bonfire after dinner.”
Everyone grabbed their bags and shuffled out, dispersing across the campsite to their respective cabins. Eddie entered the cabin first, holding the door open for Steve to enter behind him.
Within the last year, the camp enrollment had doubled. Instead of single cots, the inside of Cabin 1 was now lined with bunk beds. The outhouse and shower room was outside in a smaller wood building.
“So Steve, are you a top or a bottom?” Steve’s eyes widened and he turned bright red.
Eddie threw up his hands, “Whoa Harrington, I meant bunks. Are you a top bunk or a bottom bunk kind of guy?”
“I- uh. I don’t mind. I guess bottom?” He stuttered.
Eddie smirked and tossed his duffel up to the top bunk, “Thank god. Would have broken my heart if you said top.”
Steve’s blush deepened as Eddie took a couple steps closer to him. Steve craned his neck to look out the sheer curtained windows to check for any watchful eyes before he leaned into Eddie as well.
Their foreheads touched as they stood nose to nose, enjoying each others company. “I missed you.” Eddie whispered.
“I missed you too.” Steve put his hands on Eddie’s hips. The older man reached up for Steve’s chin with his right hand and turned his head slightly so their lips could meet.
The sound of a bus horn interrupted them and alerted them to the arrival of the campers. They had been emailed cabin assignments last week and they all knew where to go.
Dustin, Lucas, Mike, and Will were assigned cabin one. Nancy and Robin had Erica, Max, El, and Suzie. The other boys’ cabin had a few guys from Hawkins middle.
The next hour consisted of choosing bunks, catching up, and the boys taking about their ideas for the next DnD campaign. Dinner was at 6 and the bonfire was after that.
Bonfires were always Eddie’s favorite. He brought his guitar, jammed for the kids, and told ghost stories that he probably shouldn’t tell.
“And then!! As the campers approached the hooded figure, it WHIPPED AROUND!! And revealed that it had…. Only one eye.” He leaned over the fire pit and screamed at them.
“Sounds like bullshit to me.” Erica quipped.
Eddie winced a little. Usually his campfire story voice didn’t hurt his throat, but all of a sudden today felt different.
“Oh it’s true, Sinclair, every last word.”
“Alright campers, it’s just about time for bed.” Nancy said. The kids all whined but eventually complied.
It took a while to get the boys to actually settle in the bunks, but after about half an hour, Steve finally called lights out. Eddie crawled into his top bunk and closed his eyes, hoping that his throat wouldn’t be so scratchy tomorrow. He was excited to sing at the next campfire.
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daintyduck99 · 3 days ago
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Steve's Declassified Summer Camp Survival Guide
By DaintyDuck_99 and flowerchilddarcy
Rated: T
Relationships: Steve/Everyone, Steve & The Party, Will & Everyone
Summary:
Tip Number One: Don't accidentally start a prank war. And if you do, make sure Murray doesn't find out about it.
Tip Number Two: Don't catch feelings for any of your fellow counselors. And if you do? Make sure NO ONE finds out about it.
Seriously. Hide that shit from yourself. Bury it so deep inside that historians will be baffled centuries later.
In the meantime? Tip Number Three: Always be prepared for whatever shenanigans the kids will throw at you.
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avrilsky · 7 days ago
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Not me completely ignoring writing the first chapter of Summer Camp au and instead just writing soft moments between Nancy and Robin that won't happen for a few chapters.
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zelda-donovanboat · 24 days ago
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hi fear street and stranger things fans im making a stranger things camp nightwing au fic, if anyone’s interested! it’s very gay. very gay
and will be very sad
but right now just the first chapter is out https://archiveofourown.org/works/40488933/chapters/101435928
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heroicvilliansometimes · 27 days ago
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Camp Easy pt1
1978 Summer Camp Au
“WHY CAN’T YOU JUST DO THIS ONE THING FOR ME HUH JOHN”
“HOW MANY TIMES WILL ME COVERING FOR YOUR ASS KEEP BEING A “ONE THING” HUH NANCY” hearing as the argument between the two adults continued Hunter grabbed the pillow he was using and wrapped it around his head, covering his ears. Hoping that would help tune out the yelling he would grow to be deeply mistaken
“Why me” he sighed out, lifting himself up so as to rest on his elbows, now fully awake, Hunter attempted to collect his thoughts on the situation that seem to be occurring at this very moment.
“What time is it” he questioned, glancing at the clock he saw 5:00 A.M flash on his digital clock in big red font then groaned
“The sun isn’t even up what could they be possibly arguing about now.” Pulling the blanket off his form Hunter took one step on the ground and then immediately pulled his legs back on the bed. His mind not expecting the floor to be this cold he reached toward his bed stand and pulled a pair of socks out of the drawer. Now being fully prepped for the ground the fourteen year old took his feet off the bed, got up, and headed out the door of his bedroom. Making his way to the kitchen Hunter could hear his parents finishing up on their argument, ending with his mom storming to her room and his dad plopping himself on the couch.
“Hey sport” his dad greeted, not expecting to be acknowledged the teen jumped which in turn spooked his dad
“Hey kid relax it’s just me” his dad said, a clear nervous expression on his face. However instead of responding Hunter merely dipped his head and returned to scrounging for breakfast.
“Oh so you’re just going to ignore me too now huh” his dad mumbled, but instead of waiting for a response the man just begrudgingly turned the TV on, not even caring what was on. As minutes passed both males just continued to mind their business until something interesting happened on the TV that caught Hunter’s attention.
“You yes you do you have a kid or know a family that have a kid that wishes to stay active during the summer well come on down to Easy Camp. A camp made specifically for kids all over America wishing to have an outlet for their interest or meet kids who are just like them.” Perking up at the informercial the teen quickly searched for a notepad to write as much information about the camp as possible. Sensing he was being watched Hunter turned too see his dad glaring at him from the living room
“What dad”
“You are not going to that camp.” Almost as soon as he said that Hunter immediately began to beg for reasons for why he couldn’t
“It could be a scam”
“Well I wrote the number down let’s just call them and clarify” Hunter countered
“It’s going to be too expensive”
“They said everything was free as long as we signed the waiver form” the teen refuted. Seeing as his father tried to find more reasons to argue with him Hunter grew to be more confident in his triumphant until his father said the ultimate shut down
“BECAUSE I SAID SO” he shouted at him, realizing he had no chance of going Hunter quickly closed his mouth
“I’m sorry it’s just a summer camp in Toccoa Georgia is not someplace I want you to be in especially since it’s a 10 hour drive from here. I mean what kind of parent would I be if I didn’t know what my child was doing for the entire summer.” Grumbling the teen stood, bowl in hand, and headed for the sink
“Why is it you only remember to be a parent whenever I asked you for something” he grumbled under his breath,
“What did you just say to me” his father asked, evident anger in his tone. Scared at his question the teenager quickly apologized for his words only for it to fall on deaf ears
“I’ll teach you a thing or too about respect” yelping as his father grabbed his arm roughly the teen begged and cried for father to let him go. Going as far as to even say he wouldn’t mention the name of the summer camp ever again if meant escaping punishment. However none of that meant anything as he was pulled into the room and thrown roughly on the ground. Hearing the door slam shut and the lock click Hunter heard his father shout that he wouldn’t be allowed to leave until dinner and how that gave him a lot of time to think about his behavior.
“Well at least he didn’t grab his belt” the teen muttered, wiping falling tears from his cheek with the balled up piece of paper in his hand.
“Wait” he thought, opening the paper he soon came to realize he had all the information needed about the camp all he really required was a signature and a ride. So calling the number he pretended to be his father saying how he was signing his son up for this camp and how he couldn’t wait to get there.
“Alright sir all we need now is for you to show up with your child to the bus area, sign the waiver forms, and the rest is smooth sailing from their” covering the phone so they wouldn’t hear his excitement Hunter swiftly pulled the phone back to his ear and confirmed his arrival. Eventually hanging up Hunter landed on his bed, rolling around in pure happiness, however he soon realized he needed an adult with him if he wanted to actually go. Sitting there thinking for hours how, the teen’s thought process was interrupted when he heard his mom shout dinner time. Getting up Hunter could hear his door being unlocked then as he watched it open his father stood there a neutral look on his face.
“Have you learned your lesson or do you want to have dinner in your room” nodding his head yes Hunter could see the pleased look grow on his father face as he gestured for him to follow. Sitting down in the dinning area the family sat quietly as they ate the spaghetti that was made. Eventually the silence was broken by Hunter’s mother as she asked him this
“Hunter I need you to drop this mail off to Mr Harbor”
“Again”
“Yes they keep dropping his mail at our house for some reason and it’s really starting to get on my nerves. Tomorrow I’m going to call the mail delivery service and tell them to stop that” his mom said. Reluctantly agreeing the male finished his plate, accepted the envelopes, and headed straight for the front door. Walking past a couple houses he soon reached the forty-eight year old’s house
“Mr Harbor I have your mail……again” he said while knocking. Waiting for the older male to show up the young male jumped when the door abruptly opened revealing a disheveled, cigarette smelling, old man. Not getting a response the man merely stuck his hand out for the mail
“Here” Hunter nervously stated, watching as the man snatched the envelopes then slam the door in his face the teen huffed commenting on how his house smelled like rat piss anyway.
“Stupid crabby adult” stuffing his hands in his pockets the teen walked backed to his house however stopped at his door when he came to a realization
“Adult…..Mr Harbor is an adult…..THATS IT” turning and running back to the nasty smelling house the teen excitedly banged on the door. This time instead of jumping when the door abruptly slammed open the teen merely smiled at the face of the angry looking man.
“I need your help” confused when the man didn’t say anything Hunter began pleading to him about how he needed a ride to a camp
“So that’s why need you to be there-” shutting up when the man placed his hand up Hunter quickly came to realize that what he said fell on deaf ears, literally. Watching as the man pointed to ears then shook his head no the teen became amazed at the new fact
“Wait you’re deaf” he asked, not getting a response the teen mentally slapped himself for asking
“Ok hold on- can…can I come in” not waiting for an answer Hunter went into the man’s house, to the confusion of Mr Harbor, and began looking for something to write with and on.
“Here read this” handing the man the paper Mr Harbor stood there reading then in a quick moment began to chuckle at the words. Seeing as the man turned the paper around then grabbed the pen to write something Hunter wondered what he could be writing. Being handed the paper Hunter read out what it said
“Running away I see” the paper said, immediately replying with “No just escaping for a quick moment” below the last statement then handing back to the older man Hunter watched the man go into a fit of laughter before writing something down and handing the paper back.
“I was just like you once an ignorant teen just trying to catch a break from my old man” growing angry at the accusation that he was just a teen going through a rebellious phase Hunter wrote back
“If you’re not going to help me just say that” seeing as the man smiled at his words the teen sighed then thought
“Adults will never understand.” Flipping the paper back to have more writing space Mr Harbor wrote then handed the paper back saying
“I’ll help only to teach you a lesson.”
(Bonus)
After two hours of conversation Hunter momentarily thought for a moment then wrote down
“If you’re deaf how did you hear me at the door” getting a “I saw you through my blinds” as a reply the teen shook his head yes indicating he understood
“Ok.”
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mage-3l3v3n · 28 days ago
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'𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝?
𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩! 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧.'
𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝟷𝟹+ 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚊𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚜. 𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗.
𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙳𝙼 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍 @𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐#𝟹𝟼𝟷𝟼
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sayorseee · a month ago
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me watching meg as val in hsmtmts in the "it's on" video:
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zeddison summer camp au on the brain......
It really helped me push the summer camp au further along. Unfortunately I haven’t even gotten them to camp yet so no snippets today!!!
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claudiasjeancregg · a month ago
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au + headcanon meme, summer camp au
HI OKAY YES!! i miss you so much oh my god. okay so some time last year, with the help of @palukoo i have a convoluted summer camp au in my head so every single good idea is because of them. literally all the credit.
josh is the head counselor, if that's even a thing. ham and i discussed him being the program director, pretty much, but he still has interactions with campers for my heart. josh is not exactly the "successor" for jed- he's pretty much training for leo's job as director of camp life. (i know. dying.) obviously josh/donna is paralleled here- donna is a self-hired CIT in josh's area. she started that job when she was 16, and after a few years, josh moved to head counselor and unofficial program director. so donna became his deputy!! which means she saves his ass when it comes to scheduling, and pretty much everything else. they're in love with each other forever, obviously, but nothing happens for years until one summer when they're 22 and 26. they attempt a secret relationship and dramatically fail, because everyone knows they've been in love with each other for half a decade.
cj is an area lead, because out of everyone she just seems like the best counselor. honestly, i can't imagine anyone more suited to boss kids around without making them hate her. she's in charge of a few specific things in administration, mainly camp outreach and like, recruitment. i can so picture cj getting people to join the camp and introducing jed and abbey to the concept of internet advertising, and eventually forcing jed into it after he stubbornly refuses to pay for anything except newspaper ads. she helps with the camp newsletter and student announcements. she eventually leaves the newspaper leadership to danny, who worked on it with her, and focuses fully on supervising the camp news show. it has nothing to do with toby being the script writer for "west wing daily," obviously. nothing at all.
toby is in charge of logistics and helps with the camp announcements, which really isn't at all his job but he does it for cj shhh. the two of them are the only couple at camp who have successfully hidden a romantic relationship for more than two summers, and that was only because toby and andy were literally married while they were with cj (yes its the ot3 no i will never shut up). andy is probably also a counselor and i love ham's idea of amy as her deputy, and they help cj with her outreach and recruitment in terms of leadership by leading a program for older campers to train them for volunteering as counselors in the future.
abbey and jed own the camp and are co directors. abbey is in charge of medical, which ellie helps out with (pretty much abbey is in charge but ellie is like the CIT for medical?) ellie is dating mal because i said so, and she's also a CIT.
basically our senior staff are all counselors in some regard in this au, and they're all in their older 20s. donna is like 20 or 21, i would say. since this is a volunteer camp, all the senior staffers are both area leads and have some position in administration- so like sam is toby's deputy, helping with logistics and leads a ton of activities. he teaches a debate class with ainsley and each year, half the kids are just there to see them argue and bet on how long they can delay class by spurring them on.
bonus list of all roles that i made last year:
josiah bartlet — owns the camp, director
claudia jean cregg — area lead, helps with camp news/journalism class, sports, camp outreach
tobias ziegler — in charge of program/logistics, camp newsletter
samuel seaborn — area lead (with toby sort of), swim leader, debate w/ ainsley, writing, logistics
leopold mcgarry — director of camp life, in charge of the counselors
donnatella moss — self hired CIT in josh’s area, moved up to a deputy area lead, crafts class
abigail bartlet — owns the camp, director, in charge of medical 
william bailey — lifeguard, writing
elsie snuffins — CIT, helps with writing class
katherine harper — adventure leader, teaches self-defense and shooting range
annabeth schott — theater class
amelia gardner — counselor, deputy area lead, art classes/balloon animals, helps w/ mentorship
josephine lucas and mr. kenneth thurman — arts leader
matthew and helen santos — publicity managers / day to day stuff?
ainsley hayes — counselor, debate class w/ sam, maybe horseback riding
daniel concannon — counselor, maybe helps cj with news
margaret hooper — assistant to the director of camp life, teaches craft classes
andy wyatt — area lead, andy amy and cj do mentoring stuff
carol fitzpatrick — cj’s CIT 
ginger webster — CIT (helps toby w/ logistics)
bonnie parikh — CIT (helps toby w/ logistics)
ellie bartlet — CIT, 16, works in medical
mal o’brien  — CIT, 16, good with little kids
liz bartlet — counselor, helps out in a lot of places
mrs. landingham — camp’s beloved chef, teaches cooking class
campers— zoey, charlie, annie, gus, hogan, deanna, peter, miranda, others
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femme--de--lettres · 2 months ago
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I'm reading Fearless Liabilities at the moment - which is delightful by the way - and I'm reading it in a way that may slightly horrify you. As an Australian who has no idea about American summer camps, although I did go to school ones and day ones. Slightly more surfing, I think. And snakes.
This gave me a good chuckle, thank you 😂
Yeah, not much surfing to be had in Wisconsin considering its major coastline is against Lake Michigan, not an ocean BUT
we did have (some) (small) (precious) snakes!
(i love them they’re my little babies and we love to see them slithering around in the grass)
AnYwAy, I’d argue that this is among the best ways to read FL—makes for a lot of humor as you try to figure out what the hell is going on and why these children are running wild through the WI hills with glow sticks on at 10pm 😂
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firefoxtessa · 2 months ago
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Phil Coulson/Melinda May Characters: Phil Coulson, Melinda May Additional Tags: Post-Canon, SHIELD Academy (Marvel), Summer Camp, Reunions, Companions, Romantic Friendship, Romance, Fluff, Partnership, Partners to Lovers, Philinda - Freeform Summary:
Phil Coulson has finished his recruiting missions just as Melinda May finishes off another semester teaching at Coulson Academy. When Mack suggests that Coulson and May start up a summer camp to train incoming Coulson Academy students, May and Coulson finally get to reunite and explore feelings for each other. Have they finally accepted these new versions of themselves?
[Set about 6 months after the Season 7 finale time jump]
Lots of Philinda feels but also some fun summer camp antics to come!
[This will be a multi-chapter fic!]
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splat-precipice · 2 months ago
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Julieta: Bi Disaster (summer camp au)
Julieta and Milo were cooking breakfast for the campers one morning when Milo noticed Julieta seemed a bit distracted. He followed her gaze to see where she was looking and smirked when he realized just who she was looking at.
“You’re staring at Ren again,” he teased lightly. 
“—! I am not! Just cook your eggs, Milo. Or they’ll turn out runny - again.”
“Wh— hey, my eggs are perfectly fine! Maybe if someone wasn’t watching girls all morning, they’d see that.”
“Shh…” Julieta kept her face down, trying to hide she was blushing as she concentrated on her eggs.
They cooked in silence a few moments before Milo spoke up again. “So… is ‘senorita perfecta’ a little bit gay?” He teased. 
“I’m not perfect,” she rolled her eyes at the nickname. 
“Oh I know; if you were, your cooking would be better.” 
Julieta snapped her head up, debating whether to elbow him or make a snide comment in return. 
“Hey, you didn’t answer my question.” 
Julieta blushed again. “I-I’m not gay. I definitely like guys…”
“But…?”
Julieta sighed, preparing herself mentally to admit this aloud. “But… turns out, I like girls, too.”
Milo smiled and clapped Julieta on the back congratulatory like.
As they started getting the food ready to serve to the campers, Milo continued to nudge Julieta about this new discovery. “So… Ren, huh? I thought you were crushing on Elena.”
“I think Elena just awoke something inside me… Wait, how do you know about that?” She paused a moment before grumbling under her breath. “Pepa…” That was told in confidence; of course she blabbed. 
“Hey,” came a husky voice that set a small fire to Julieta’s loins. 
Work, brain. Say something back! Don’t just stand there! Julieta’s brain was racing a mile a minute while she stared dumbfounded at her fellow counselor. Her fellow attractive counselor. She finally spoke up, barely managing a “Sup?” Sup? Are you for real right now? What is wrong with you?
Ren grinned and sort of gave her a head nod. “The campers are on their way.” 
There she was again, frozen to the spot, unable to come up with a normal response. “Dope.” The word tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop it. She just knew her cheeks were completely flushed, and her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. 
Once Ren turned away to go help usher the young campers in to line up for breakfast, Milo leaned over and said to Julieta with a mocking snicker, “Dope”. 
Julieta hid her face in her hand. “Ay, Dios mío… Just kill me…” she groaned, embarrassed. 
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Milo belongs to @seanettlles
Ren belongs to @xclearskiesx
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avrilsky · 9 days ago
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Summer Camp au where Robin only calls Nancy "Wheeler" until she starts catching feelings and they start to get closer then it's always a soft "Nancy" and even softer "Nance"
And Nancy never minded being called Wheeler but the second Robin calls her "Nance" with such an incredibly tender voice and ring adorned fingers reaching for her own, she never wants to be called anything else.
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thebiggestnope · 2 months ago
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Bunkbeds After Dark
Summer Camp AU Drabble. NSFT. Minors Scram. CW: Male masturbation Elena belongs to @prophetic-hijinks. Gus, Hernando, and Paola belong to @rinnysega. Javi belongs to @sionnaach. Check out all the Summer Camp AU (and other unhinged AU content) on @splat-precipice
Bruno couldn’t sleep. Judging by how long he’d been lying awake, staring into the darkness in his cabin, it must be about one in the morning. One thing that was nice about being this deep in the woods was how little light came in through the windows this far from civilization. The two sets of bunk beds in the room were awash in twinkling starlight. If Bruno hadn’t been so distracted, he might think it was pretty.
But Bruno’s mind was on other things. Summer camp was already a challenging place for maintaining wholesome thoughts – you couldn’t put that many people in short shorts and expect everyone to keep a clear head – but Bruno was struggling particularly hard tonight. Emphasis on the hard: Earlier that day, he’d knocked Elena into the lake, and he’d been treated to a view of her white t-shirt clinging to her spectacular breasts as she’d emerged from the water. The image was burned into his mind, and now he was having an awful lot of trouble getting his erection to subside long enough for him to fall asleep. 
He tossed and turned in frustration. He’d been doing his best to avoid masturbating in the cabin. With three roommates, it was perhaps the least private place for him to take care of himself in the entire camp. Even the mess hall was reliably empty for several hours a day. Besides, given how busy Paola and Hernando were keeping him in the boathouse, he was usually getting his needs attended to.
But as he thought again of Elena’s purple bikini top revealing itself through her soaked shirt, he knew it couldn’t be helped. Listening carefully to the sounds of his bunkmates snoring, he wriggled his way out of his sleep shorts, turned so he was face down, and positioned a pillow under his hips. He made an indentation in the soft material so that it would nestle around his cock as he thrust into it, and already the friction felt incredible on his sensitive skin. He needed to come so badly. This was fine, right? He’d be quiet and quick and he’d be very careful not to wake Gus, who was asleep in the bunk below him. 
He took hold of the edge of the mattress, closed his eyes, and got to work.
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Gus awoke from dreaming that he was at sea.
He’d been imagining a gentle rocking of waves lapping against a boat as he lay in the hull, peacefully looking out at the mountains across the water. 
But while the view of the mountains evaporated as he regained consciousness, the rocking feeling didn’t. Gus realized that the bunk was swaying. He briefly wondered if it was an earthquake, but he was pretty sure that earthquakes didn’t come with quite so much heavy breathing. Somewhere above him, he heard Bruno taking quick, labored breaths, and Gus realized what was happening.
What the fuck. Gus was annoyed. He had to wake up early to coach a soccer game, and now he had to miss out on his precious sleep so his annoying roommate could get himself off. Wasn’t Bruno getting enough action as it was? Everyone knew about him and his trips to the boathouse. This was so inconsiderate of him. Just like a spoiled rich kid not to think about the other people in the cabin. Gus lifted his leg, readying himself to give a powerful soccer kick to the mattress above him, when he heard Bruno let out a soft whimper into the darkness. 
Gus paused. Hmm. That noise… did something to him. There was something undeniably hot about that snooty nerd being so horny, so desperate, that he was up there making the whole bunkbed oscillate in rhythm with his need.
He thought about Bruno parading around camp in his little shorts, his long, slender legs on display, and Gus could feel himself getting turned on picturing Bruno moving above him. Gus realized that, ya know what? He could be convinced to join in.
He heard another ragged exhale from above him, and Gus considered himself fully convinced.
Gus pulled down his pajama pants, took himself in hand, and started to stroke. 
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The images in Bruno’s brain were coming at him fast: Elena pulling her t-shirt off and letting him glimpse at all the skin underneath. Hernando holding him steady in his big arms. Paola’s thick thighs on either side of his face. Gus running across the soccer field, sweaty in his jersey. He gripped the sheets, rutting harder into his pillow. Just a few more moments…
He paused to listen, to doublecheck that everyone was still asleep before he let himself fuck his pillow to his finish, and realized that he no longer heard Gus’s rhythmic breathing below him.
Gus, to his horror, was awake.
Had Gus heard him? Was he caught? Bruno didn’t think he’d be able to stop. He needed release so badly, and if he had to stop now there was no way he’d ever get to sleep. He laid on his stomach, biting his lip, trying to still his breathing long enough to figure out what to do next. 
Then he heard a slick, rhythmic skin-on-skin sound and a faint, almost imperceptible grunt in Gustavo’s voice, and Bruno almost blacked out. Was Gus – was Gus doing the same thing?
He pictured the slice of Gus’s abs the camp always got to see when Gus lifted the hem of his soccer jersey to wipe his brow, and pictured the way Gus’s bulge would swing when he ran. Bruno resumed his thrusting.
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Gus’s soft grunts of encouragement to Bruno could be, if anyone asked, just noises he was making while he dreamed. None of this was actually happening. None of it counted. He was just… doing stuff in his sleep. He thought about Bruno above him and tugged his foreskin in time with the sway of the bedframe. What was he doing up there that made the bed move so damn much? He pictured Bruno’s slim hips twitching hard enough to move Gus below him, pictured what Bruno’s face must look like right now. The pace was picking up; Bruno must be getting closer. Maybe his cheeks were red. Maybe he was biting his lip. 
Gus let other images flare through his head. He pictured Viv’s lovely, broad shoulders and thought about what she would look like bent over and moaning his name on the dining room table in the mess hall. He thought about Adriana’s muscular legs and pictured her pushing him backwards into a canoe, demonstrating just how good she was with the rope they used to tie the vessels to the pier. He thought about –
He thought about getting caught, as Javi’s snoring abruptly stopped, and both he and Bruno froze.
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Bruno couldn’t take it anymore. He was so close. If Javi woke up, he’d have to go on a midnight stroll and finish himself off under the starlight. Hell, maybe Gus would come with him. Bruno’s cock throbbed at the thought, which didn’t help the aching, undeniable need pulsing through Bruno’s entire body.
It also didn’t help that he could hear Gus’s heated inhales and exhales below him, as Gus struggled to cool himself and stay quiet. Bruno surmised that Gus must be pretty close too, and the thought made him rock his hips involuntarily into the pillow, creating a small tremor in the bedframe that, if Bruno heard right, made Gus breath harder into the darkness.
They both lay there paralyzed, on the verge of coming, silently praying for Javi’s snores to begin again. When they did, Bruno thanked god and anyone else who might be listening – which, hopefully, was only Gus – and bucked hard into the soft fabric of his pillowcase, his eyes rolling back into his head as he began to spurt. He ground all his weight downward as he came into the depression he’d made in the pillow and finally got the release he so desperately needed.
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Gus swayed with the motion of Bruno’s orgasm, Bruno all but shouting at him the exact speed and rhythm he liked when he came. Gaining that secret knowledge would have been enough to push Gus off the precipice had he not already been struggling to keep himself from tumbling off of it. He’d been so close when Javi had stopped snoring that he’d only managed to keep his orgasm at bay by biting his lip hard enough to taste blood. He’d nearly groaned in relief when Javi seemed fully asleep again, and the moment Javi had snored again he’d pumped himself hard and let cum dribble over his fist. Normally he would have grabbed a sock or something to catch his seed, but he was too far gone, too afraid of risking another close call with making the mattresses creak anymore than it already was.
Gus caught his breath, and knew Bruno was doing the same above him. He tugged his shirt off and used it to wipe himself clean. Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing to tease Bruno with a view of him waking up shirtless in the morning. Either way, he looked forward to meeting Bruno’s eye on the soccer field tomorrow, and wondered if he’d be treated to more dreams of swaying ships. After all, it was still early in the summer, and Gus was a light sleeper.
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xclearskiesx · 2 months ago
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🎶 K-I-S-S-I-N-G 🎶 (summer camp au)
Milena was on her way back to camp after taking a group of kids on a nature hike. She just loved being in the outdoors, sharing her knowledge of flora. She had made up a scavenger hunt list for the kids to search for different types of plants, and they had really seemed to enjoy learning in the form of a game.
They came upon another group of campers in a yoga session with Pepa, and Milena hadn’t realized she’d stopped in her tracks until one of the kids spoke up.
“Why did we stop?”
“She’s looking at Pepa,” another said.
“Because she’s in love with her!” One teased.
“Don’t be silly! They’re both girls!”
“So? Girls can like girls, too!”
The kids arguing snapped Milena out of her trance, and she blushed, clearing her throat. “S-sorry. Move along, children.”
But the kids didn’t quite let up. They started teasing even more in sing-song, as children do.
Pepa was showing the children how to take nice calming breaths to relax and center themselves. A slow, deep breath in. A slow, deep breath out, saying with a long, calming sigh, “Clear skies…” Breath in again…. Clear skies…
“Milena and Pepa, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” the kids started to sing rather loudly.
Milena felt her face get very hot. The children’s teasing had been heard by the other group, and Pepa’s next deep breath in led to a very ragged breath out, followed by an intense wave of anxiety through her body. She glanced back at the group of singing kids, running her fingers nervously through her hair. Milena and Pepa made eye contact for a brief moment, and both girls blushed and turned away quickly to focus back on their group of kids.
Milena hurried her group along, mortified.
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jasminedragonart · 3 months ago
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I keep finding myself drawn back to the summer camp au because summer is coming and I’m upset I can’t travel again.
I think my problem was doing it from Sokka’s POV when, well, Sokka is a little social butterfly. He’s gonna make friends with everyone and he’s probably willing to try everything. So, I’ve started looking at things from Zuko’s point of view. They’re both internationals, but Zuko would be quieter at first, definitely more awkward around everyone, and, more importantly, he definitely wouldn’t be considered a counselor. Like, Sokka, yeah, we can see him being given responsibility over little kids. But Zuko? That boy is support staff and only support staff (I say that as someone who was support staff for 2 years and was never called on to be a counselor because it just wasn’t something people considered for me. Some people just aren’t that good around kids. Not 24/7 anyway) 
I’m giving him Mai, and they’re going to be goth friends, but Mai is going to be kidnapped by the girls almost as soon as they land. Mai isn’t as concerned about making friends or doing things right like Zuko is. She’s just there because it gets her away from home for a few months and she gets to save up money that isn’t her parents to spend on whatever she wants (She has her eye on going to a spa at the edge of the earth kingdom that is also conveniently located where Ty Lee will be performing at the end of the summer)
So, yeah, I’m not abandoning Atla. I will be posting more portraits, but just know I’m working on this as well. Also, this will end up being an ot3 because I just love the idea of Suki bullying Zuko and Sokka into liking her and both of them ending up ride or die for her and each other.
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sayorseee · a month ago
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So what’s the summer camp au about?
Zed and Addison falling in love at summer camp
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apageantsmile · 3 months ago
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A warm breeze rushes passes through the valley, rustling the green leaves of the trees of the forest that surround the small campground. The water on the lake crashes onto the sandy shore just a little harder with the shift in the air.
“Please tell me you’ll be at the bonfire tonight.”
“I don’t know...”
There is a sigh that sounds to Kacey’s right where her fellow female staffer sits beside her, the pair perched atop a fallen log as out in the distance, two of their peers swim in the lake.
“You’re such a grandma, just come hang out with us after the kids go to bed.” There is a pause and then... “He’ll be there,” she follows up with a nudge of her elbow into Kacey’s arm.
It’s immediate, the scoff that Kacey exhales. Surely she hadn’t been that obvious - she was certain that her interactions with Matt were minimal at best and all of the glances his way were fleeting. Was she really that transparent?
“I can see through you like cellophane,” says her friend as she’d easily read her mind. A smirk quirks the girl’s mouth upward when Kacey’s head whips around to look at her. “Don’t think I don’t see how you two eye each other up.”
“What?! I don’t... He doesn’t...” Though Kacey shakes her head vehemently in protest, the girl on her right only carries on with her smug expression, as if she knows some unspoken secret.
“You’re blushing, Kacey. It couldn’t be more obvious.” As quickly as the topic has been brought up, it is dropped as the girl stands from the log and dusts off the back of her denim shorts before calling out to one of the two in the lake. “C’mon, Jude! We have to get set up for the kids’ talent show!”
In the distance, Kacey’s brother yells back, his voice carried away with the wind to make the response inaudible. The girl gives Jude a dismissive wave before offering a parting goodbye to Kacey and disappearing up the trail to make her way back to the cluster of cabins. It isn’t long until Jude joins her, a trail of water following him away from the lake’s beachfront - leaving Kacey alone with a still swimming Matt.
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