This is my first hellcheer love story and I decided to put in a sneak peak on Chapter 1. Im hoping to get up this week on aol. Enjoy:
Far away from the other side of town:
‘Christina! Christina! It’s past 8 o’ clock Quit being so lazy and get your butt off of that bed this instance young lady!’ Shouts a stricken-tone woman’s voice. A roll of thunder slams against the bedroom door over and over again. It’s enough to startle a small, fragile young woman with wild strawberry-blonde hair out of her deep dream.
Chrissy yelps, nearly falling out of bed. She looks around, confused about what’s happening around her. Her heart is racing. She was just having a peaceful dream. A dream where she was somewhere else, and she was happy. She could wear whatever she wants, eat whatever she wants, and live life to the fullest.
BANG, BANG, BANG! The knocks get louder and sound aggressive.
‘Chrissy! Chrissy! You better be downstairs in fifteen minutes or you will be not having breakfast! Understand me?!’ The door is slammed one more time before it goes quiet. Footsteps are heard fading out.
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My local aquarium has a biiiiig pool of rays and dogfish. Every time I went there as a kid (many, many times) we were always encouraged to pet them, to pick up starfish upstairs, we were even allowed to hold the spider crab with staff supervision.
Anyway, I was there recently after not having been for a few years and one of the rays comes flapping over to me and pokes their nose out of the water and I give it a little boop like in the old days. One of the other people there sees me and screeches "DON'T TOUCH IT!" Which is like, mortifying honestly, but surely she's the stupid one, we've always been allowed to touch them, I grew up here.
Then I realise at some point since I was last there, they put up "DO NOT TOUCH THE FISH" signs everywhere that my mind somehow filtered out. And when I thought about it, it seemed insane to just let, like, anyone touch the fish. I mean, who know where people have been putting their hands? Who knows how many things we just come into contact with on the daily could hurt or even kill the fish? And then all I can think about is like, oh god, have I sentenced that cute lil friendly ray to death with my inability to read? This place single-handedly sparked my interest in marine biology, but at what cost?
Spontaneity in full swing, we hatched a last-minute plan to explore Folkestone's hidden gems with friends, embarking on a day of laughter, discovery, and shared adventures. From strolling along the scenic coastline to savoring local delights, every moment was a brushstroke in our impromptu masterpiece of fun. #FolkestoneGetaway
“Your brother is adorable.” The cashier cooed at Danny, peering over the counter with a smile. “What’s his name?”
Danny looked down to the surly, scowling little de-aged Batman currently holding onto his hand, glaring up at the cashier with bright blue eyes.
Things had already been bad enough when he’d gotten caught in a fight in Gotham, but things went from bad to worse when a magician had hit Batman with a de-aging spell and then shoved them through a portal.
Into a different fucking dimension.
Because of course neither of their lives could be easy. And now the two of them were stuck in Iowa in the middle of nowhere, at a truck stop gas station, trying to go on a cross-country roadtrip to reach the nearest hero city and get home.
He looked up and smiled awkwardly, trying to come up with a name off the top of his head — one of the heroes called Batman ‘B’ when he got hit right? B for Batman, right. B… B… Bee… Bees.
“Buzz.” He said, and tried not to grimace as the cashier’s face warped with surprise. “Like the astronaut.”
Long car trips mean hunch over my ipad and film dumb stupid videos in restaurants at 11pm 😍 (future me screw u idk if it’s shaky also do not perceive me)