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qhen e u coming back thinking abr ur frank fic intensely

girl i’ve been here just without any ideas sigh

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FRANK A. IERO "YOUR FACE IS ALL I NEED TO STAY SANE."

it’s your city, i wanna be yours too.

summary: it’s late. its night. its new jersey. you’re in franks car because its romantic with a view of the city.

ⓘ gn! reader, not proofread, reader is from sf, 0.3k words

“ok, maybe i see why you like new jersey so much.”

you're in frank's hoodie, the ac is on anyway. your favorite cd is playing in the car's speaker, softly in the background so you can still hear his voice, and this is your peace. you look over at him, sighing out this defeat and waiting for his stupid laugh. "yes! i told you!" he giggles. "everyone sees it eventually." he points a finger with the same hand he holds his cup of coffee.

"keep it up and im taking it back." you roll your eyes, shaking your knee as your legs rest on his dashboard with your feet kicked up, boots on display. "i mean, who doesn't like a view of the city?"

"sure, bud. talk all the shit you want." he turns to you in this teasing way, scrunching his nose. there's a playful gasp, swatting his bicep. "you know what, it's actually not all that." you mutter into your can of arizona tea. immediately, frank sits up. "you can't take it back, you already said it!" his torso is completely turned.

"i can do whatever the fuck i want." you laugh, tickled at his reaction. the mood dies down after a bit, you both settle into the sounds of belleville. "it is pretty, though." you reclaim in this serious whisper. "i know." he sighs back.

"i wish you could see san francisco like this, though." you fix your throat and your posture. "all pretty and shit, i'd take you to see the golden gate, or downtown, or the pier." "yeah?" his voice is low and distracted, though you have his full attention. "mhm." you happily hum back.

"you'd take me to 'cali?" he asks with a smile, his winning smile, and turns over to you. "i'd take you anywhere." you're already looking at him.

you smile at each other for a minute, before he leans in, and you mirror him. it's all perfect, and you can't help but focus on the beat of you heart. you love everything so much. you love how his cologne fills you up, you love the warmth despite the windows down, you love the taste of your tea still lingering, you love the shitty lighting of the street lamp above, and you secretly love this town.

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guys im actually writing a g way x reader bc im mentally ill and have entered my emo phase

good luck to y'all

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update edit: it’s up

update edit pt 2: i took it down cus i reread it and it was ass i’ll rewrite some other time

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# BEFORE YOU READ ! 𖦹 𓂂 ﾟ☆ 𓈒

→ summary; changes and cautions for my upcoming writing for percy jackson

→ notes; this is lowk just me trying to promote my fic 🤭

→ warnings; potential spoilers, probs going to be updated

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 is based on my desired reality, so it’s not going to be totally accurate to canon. The characters are probably going to be acting different, including looks. Some major changes you might worry about are …

GIRLY! PIPER MCLEAN. My personal rebellion against Rick writing Piper very anti-feminine is to make her the definition of girly. On the topic of toxic femininity, the whole aphrodite cabin is def getting their justice in this.  (ib by @thaliasthunder post)

POC DEMIGODS. I’m trying to put more poc rep in this since all the rep in canon is either stereotypical, or just forced. This includes a black annabeth, poc Percy, Asian Rachel, etc.

NEW RELATIONSHIPS. I’m not totally set on this, but I might write new couples in instead of the canon ones. Piper and jason seem so forced to be together, and the whole fic is going to be an x Percy so that leaves annabeth alone, and Leo doesn’t deserve to be the 7th wheel. Also Frank and Hazel just seem so… ew (the 3 year age gap is kinda gross.)

PERSONALITIES. This is kind of contradictory to what I wrote in the beginning, but the personalities of the characters r gonna be closer to the canon. To explain further, most people write the characters as to how they’re seen in fanon, they water down the characters. They make Percy/Leo to be stupid, or Annabeth to be cold, or Nico to be baby-ish.

ALL PERSPECTIVES. In this i’m going to try and include everyone’s thoughts, not in the way shown in canon, ex: entire chapters written from the view of one character. Its going to evenly mention each of the characters thoughts and opinions, as if the narrator could see inside each of their minds.

DESIGNS & APPEARANCES. i’m going to be making small changes in the characters designs. I swear it’s nothing drastic, just little adjustments here and there. Such as Piper having dyed hair, Leo wearing a headband (think reki from sk8), etc.

NEW CAMP HALF-BLOOD. Am i jealous of camp jupiter and new rome? yes. am i going to cope by copying them but doing it better? yes. I’m adding a new layout to camp half-blood, like bigger cabins (almost apartments), and new places. Ex; Demeter’s greenhouse, Athena’s library, Asteria’s Astronomy tower, etc.

THOUGHTS. This is like a part 2 to the pov’s, but i’m going to write the characters thoughts throughout dialogue, like what they wish they would say. Think Nana and Hachi’s “Remember when we met?” etc.

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should i make a fanfic for percy jackson abt all my oc’s? no but i probs will lmao

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fun fact i have a jackass x one direction dr

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SANDBOX LOVE WITH OUR BOY KNOX.

a prompt.

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CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW

—j. knoxville

chapter 2. (SERIES + social media AU + crackfic)

�� 𝘇 𐰁 𓂂 ﾟ𓈒 ݁ .

The sun escaped from the sides of the blinds that protected your window and fell ever so softly into your face as if it was waking you up personally. Your eyes fluttered open and your body started up again as you tried to get up. Your whole body ached as normal, but this time there was a different feeling accompanying it. It was the same feeling you got when you had something… new. A new idea for a book, outfit, art piece, or even so simple as a song. It fell heavy onto your heart and it reminded you of your actions last night. You couldn’t decide if you were stupid or naive. Stupid to actually think that you had a chance at reconnecting with your lost friend, or naive for the same reason.

You picked up your phone and looked through your notifications as usual. Though you were surprised to be met with messages.

rydunn so its on the 14th

rydunn nd i’ll send u the adress later

system notification you have been added to JACKASSES

rydunn srry they made me

worldofbam did u rlly know johnny as a kid

callmesteveo r u hit

callmesteveo hot*

partyboypontius i cackled

englanddave block them n run while you still can @usern6me

callmesteveo i’m hurt. offended, even.

The conversation went on through the notifications as you scrolled. Honestly you’d never think you’d end up acquaintances with such people. They were the type—in your point of view—of people who always seemed cool and funny, but you’d feel too awkward to go to up and hear your embarrassing voice manage to ask them if you could hang out.

You spaced out because of this chain of thoughts and were brought back to earth by a buzz from your phone. It was Ryan. He’d sent you the address. Now this meant that you were really in it. No turning back. You were really emphasizing everything, it wasn’t that big of a deal looking back on it. But at that time and moment the only thing on your mind was the anxiety of Pj being upset at your presence.

Your first instinct was to call your friend. She always was there to listen, if not to give good advice.

ring.

ring.

ri-

“hello?”

“babe i think i fucked up. like hugely this time.”

She listened to every word you had to say and as soon as the silence set into the air, she burst out laughing. “You-you…. Oh my god…. This is great!!” she struggled to get out through giggles. “Shut up..” you retort. “Nono really, this is fantastic! I’ve been tortured all these years by not getting closure to the story. Kind of like a fanfic where it hasn’t been updated since 5 years ago!” she reasons. You let out a gut laugh. “Imagine how i feel.” you roll your eyes, forgetting she couldn’t see it. The call went on for another hour or so, you couldn’t really tell.

After a minute to process, you decided to actually go. Officially. No turning back, no making up a pathetic excuse, no nothing. But with the decision, came the realization that time is moving rather quickly towards the day that you dread so much. Thank god you had you had just started on your new album before moving again. The appointments for recording and lyric-writing helped take your mind off of Pj.

editors note: this shit is so short srry lol

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parallels pt. 2

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parallels

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romanticizing being a jackass member.

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this is so unfair i love them both

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his dead eyes mean the world to me

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being a stan for both these mfs is so hard 💔

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CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW

— johnny k.

chapter I. -+ “down the rabbit hole.”

[ social media AU - crackfic - SERIES ]

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You were on the way to your new LA apartment from the airport in the backseat of a taxi, and you’d turn off your phone after you posted that last picture of the city view you had out the car window. Your dog was warmly asleep next to you, with his head on your lap. That added some type of comfort at least. You softly scratched his head as you closed your eyes and focused on the sound of the city around you.

When you were dropped off to your apartment you couldn’t stay there for long. You didn’t have enough energy to un-pack and the rest of your furniture wouldn’t be here until 5 pm the next day. So you grabbed Paul Anka’s leash and went out to look for a place to eat. When you finally found a place after walking, you turned on your phone as you got your food and all the notifications came flooding in. You fed some fries to your dog sat next to you as you scrolled through the notifications.

One seemed to catch your eye…

“rydunn wait, aren’t you johnny’s friend?”

What? You unlocked your phone to go on instagram to see the person had also privately messaged you.

(n6me)

sorry

i don’t know who johnny is..

rydunn

johnny knoxville?

sorry i’m one of his friends and was just wondering

(n6me)

i still dk who johnny knoxville is tho

rydunn

does pj clapp help?

some people might know him as that

(n6me)

you know him??

how??

rydunn

yeah

we met on jackass

(n6me)

jackass??

rydunn

it’s a show

“so he made it..” you thought. You didn’t notice even the warmth on your heart growing more and more through-out your body. I mean, it wasn’t your fault you felt insanely proud at the moment.

(n6me)

does it do good?

rydunn

?

(n6me)

the show

rydunn

oh

well yeah i mean that’s kinda why we’re celebrating

(n6me)

really?

omg that’s amazing

rydunn

thanks lol

so

should i put u down the guest list? or r u not coming

(n6me)

actually

ill be there

As soon as your thumb hit the blue “send” button this rush of realization hit you like a sack of bricks. You were agreeing to going to this celebration with people you didn’t know, at a place you weren’t sure of, to see the one person you would give up everything for that hasn’t talked to you in 12 years. Wow. 12 has never seemed like such a big number.

You couldn’t help but let the smile of shock spread across your face. You always did that. You kind of hated it, whenever you were proud or shocked you smiled. You didn’t know why but you could never stop that stupid grin from showing.

After paying for your food, you walked with Paul Anka all the way back to your empty and cold apartment. You pulled some of your things out of you suitcase while sitting on a random spot in the wide living room. You remembered you packed your pillow for the airplane trip and pulled that out while it was on your mind. The air suddenly became heavier to breathe and there was a scream you felt deeper in your throat with the reminder of what was to come.

You immediately stuff your face into the pillow and let out the best scream you could while giggling. “WHAT THE FUCK!” you cackled into the pillow. What have you dared to get yourself into?

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these pics of jk aren’t seen as much as they should be

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if i wrote abt how he acts in my fame dr would y’all like it 🤨🤨 be fr w me 🤨

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE MOODBOARD

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