#plainview shop

[gothicchildofthenight]

Dead-Bird

FEM DNI‼️ (She/her, She/they, etc.) - you’ll be blocked.

request: “hihi ! can you write rodrick x ftm reader thats just like , treated as one of the guys in rodricks friend group and has a sense of belonging , then heather outs the reader or something n rodrick stands up for them (???) im not sure where im going with this request u can interpret it however u want”

summary: moving to plainview for a fresh start while you’re transitioning. you meet rodrick heffley, resident emo, and become inseparable. what happens when heather hills gets jealous thats he’s turned all his attention on you?

descriptions: ftm!reader, intended for a black reader but can be read by any race, rodrick might be ooc (??), i made heather really mean (and homophobic 😭) but in reality i have no hate to her HER ACTRESS IS GORGINA, slur drop (f word), maybe the reader a girly kid sorry if that upsets anyone, cursing, throwing up (only happens once and i don’t think it’s detailed), let me know if i missed anything!!

a/n: yall, i know i said friday, but circumstances change (especially when baby siblings are sick asf) so i’m sorry. you’re allowed to yell at me in the comments!! BUT ITS FINALLY HERE‼️ pls let me know if you like it, and if you think i should change anything. i can always improve!!

word count: 8.29k (i got carried away 😭)

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For as long as you can remember, you knew you didn’t feel right with who you were. You wore the dresses, the skirts, joined the girls line when you were split off and you were ok with it, but it never felt right. You wanted to get your hands dirty, skin your knee, and you could do all of that with the girls, but you wanted to do it with the boys.

Your parents seemed to acknowledge this and your family just labeled you a tomboy. It wasn’t until your last year of middle school that you realized who you were, what you were. You were a boy, you were trans.

After going back and forth with yourself, you go to your parents with tears streaming down your face. With the way you and your parents were raised, it didn’t seem like they were going to be accepting.

“Are you done blubbering?” Your mom had asked you, which made you cry even more because you didn’t know if that could be good or bad. “We knew this could be a possibility with you just wanting to be with little boys.”

“Just because your grandparents have a skewed perspective on gender doesn’t mean we do.” Your dad joined in with a hand on your shoulder.

And with that started your transition journey. First with therapy, then doctor visits, and finally testosterone. When you started taking testosterone (end of sophomore year), you and your parents moved to give you a fresh start. With their careers, they could work anywhere as long as they could travel.

Plainview was just that, plain, but it got the job done so you can lay low. You couldn’t even point it out on a map, but it seemed like a great place to get a fresh start. Family homes, mom and pop shops, and maybe 6 schools around. No one knows you, seeing as you moved almost cross-country, so perfect.

Your first day wasn’t anything like you imagined. You thought you would be clocked immediately, especially since in the rush to move and get enrolled in school you had forgotten to get your haircut. You lucked out though, because the only reason someone (besides a teacher) came to talk to you was because of your Pearl Jam shirt.

That was the day you met Rodrick Heffley, resident “bad boy” with a band that wasn’t shit (you could say that seeing as you were in it) and a taste for rock and metal. That’s who came to talk about your shirt.

“You listen to Pearl Jam?” He asked, and you were immediately on the defense.

You knew you didn’t exactly look the part of emo metalhead, you had heard it your whole life growing up. “Listen to your normal music,” was a common one, and you won’t lie, it hurt. Especially from the popular white kids because it was just another tally mark against you.

“Yes? What about it?” You snapped.

“Woah, didn’t know I touched a nerve,” his face had reddened a little, but besides that it didn't change. “I was just gonna ask your favorite song.”

“Whatever,” you rolled your eyes. “I like Why Go from the Ten album.”

“Cool, cool, that’s a good one.” And then you both just stood there staring at each other. “Do you want to come over to my house after school?”

“I don’t even know you, kid,” you chuckled, “what are you, a kindergartener?”

“Well excuse me for trying to be nice.” He rolled his eyes. “I’m Rodrick.”

He held out his hand, which you hesitantly shook. “I’m (Y/N).”

“So are you coming over or what?”

And just like that he became one of the most important people in your life– along with his best friends; Drew, Ward, Chris, and Ben. Present day, you are never without Rodrick, and he, you. It doesn’t take a lot to convince the other to do something you probably shouldn’t, which leads to you guys getting in trouble a lot.

Like how one time towards the end of junior year in the middle of the night, Rodrick and you snuck out for a carnival almost 2 hours away. You had been relaxing at home, reading, when you heard little tinks coming from your window. You knew it was Rodrick throwing rocks at your window. He always did that when he’d sneak out of his house to come to yours.

“What the hell do you want?” You jokingly whisper-yelled as you opened your window.

“Come to a fair with me!” He whispered back.

“Last time I checked, the summer fair didn’t come until after school ended?”

“Because it’s not the one in Plainview, it’s the one in Huntington! Just come on!” He groans.

“First of all, I’m in pajamas!” You motioned up and down yourself. “Second of all, that’s almost two hours away!”

“So what, you’ve snuck out with me before! What makes this time any different? Come on, (Y/N), live a little!”

“Fuck it, fine!” and you closed your window to change. Your parents were long gone asleep, so you doubt they’d check on you, meaning you were in the clear.

You settled on baggy pants and a short sleeve, which is what you almost always wear, before you jumped out your window (you were on the second floor, yea, but your house wasn’t that big so it wasn’t a huge jump). Rodrick was waiting in his van, so you climbed into the passenger seat and set off.

You took a mini nap on the way, but after you woke up, you guys didn't shut up. From school to new albums, you talked about it all. You guys always were like this, (still were) even though at this point you’d only known each other a couple months. It scared you a little, how close you two had gotten in such a little period of time, mainly because you don’t want him to drop you because of who you were before.

“We’re here!” He pulled into a parking spot. You both climbed out of the van and met in front of it. “You brought your wallet, right?”

“Hanging with you? Of course not.” You deadpanned, before pulling out your wallet with a smile. “Why would I go to a fair without my wallet?”

He just rolled his eyes, slung his arm around your neck and walked to the ticket booth. Once in the fair, you guys set a plan to leave around 2:00 so you can get back in time for school.

You run around together, ride to ride, concession stand every chance you can get, and then barfing into a trash can. “I will never sneak out with you again.”

“Sure, ok,” Rodrick scoffed. “Come on, I want to ride the ferris wheel before going home!”

“Sure,” you rolled your eyes as you wiped your mouth, “just let me finish tossing my organs into this dumpster.”

“Let's go, smart ass.”

Surprisingly, there wasn’t a long line for the wheel. You’re on it in 5 minutes, and at the top in another 5.

“Told you it was worth it.” Rodrick teased as you looked out to the neon fair lights.

“Yea, yea, whatever,” you mumbled, too busy looking out at the eye widening view.

There’s a moment of silence. “Y’know, I’m glad we met each other.”

“Ew, don’t get all sentimental on me. Especially on a ferris wheel, that's just cringey.” You joke.

“I’m being serious!” He sighs. “Like I love the band, but I think me and you got closer in the span of a few months than me and them since middle school. It’s crazy.”

“Yea, sure, ok, dude,” you look back out to the lights. You couldn’t look him in the eyes because you had this warm feeling in your gut that you couldn’t place.

Rodrick doesn’t allow you to, though, as he grabs your face in one hand to make you look at him. “What the hell are you doing?”

“I want you to say it,” he stares into your eyes, seeming to search for something.

“Say what, jackass?” You feel your face catch on fire in the dark of the night.

“That I’m your best friend.” He looks so serious, and his eyes never leave yours.

“You’re my best friend,” you roll your eyes with a grin, “can you let me go now?”

“We’ll work on it.” He pats the side of your face and then faces the lights outside the wheel.

When you're both off the ferris wheel, you’re headed back home. The car ride home was silent, you in your own head and Rodrick seemed tired. You offered for him to stay over and sleep until school starts, but he declines, knowing his parents will wake him up in the morning.

You pull up to your house but just sit there for a second. “It was a bunch of fun, as always. Til we sneak out again.”

“See ya,” he smiles and lightly punches your shoulder.

“See ya, dude,” and you head to your house.

When you see him pull off, you lightly close your front door. As you turn around, your soul leaves your body.

“I don’t even want to know,” your mom holds her hand up to silence you. “Phone, now.”

You sigh, but do it.

It seemed that’s what happened with Rodrick, too, so for the rest of the school year you and Rodrick could only contact each other at school. He still snuck over, that wasn't going to stop.

You don’t regret leaving with him that night, because you had never had someone willingly be that close to you.

—

Currently, you’re all huddled up in the hot attic that is his room, but it was the only place without younger kids so you don’t complain much.

“Dude, I thought this year was gonna be it!” Rodrick complains as he lays upside down on his bed.

“Oh, it’s gonna be it, alright,” Ben rolls his eyes and throws a paper ball in Rodricks direction. “It’s going to be the year I finally strangle you if you mention Heather Hills one more time.” We all chuckle at how true it was.

Right now, he wouldn’t shut the fuck up about Heather Hills. Even though you had come in the middle of junior year, it was quick knowledge that he had a crush on her since middle school. At first it was cute, but after some unforeseen circumstances, you actually hated hearing her name. It wasn’t like you had a crush on him (It was), but the fact that she didn’t give him the time of day, and even when she did it was just to make fun of him or to have him do something.

“I second that, it’s fucking annoying,” you push him off the bed, seeing as you were on it right next to him.

“Ow, you dick!” he sits up and rubs his head.

“We’re, like, four months from graduating, if she wanted you, she would’ve said it.”

“Yea but-” Ward cuts him off.

“But nothing, bro, she don’t want your ass.”

It’s what you’ve been telling him this whole time, but you didn’t want to be too pressed about it because you didn’t want him to think you like her. You didn’t like her, you liked the one who liked her. You hadn’t realized it until you saw Heather sweetening him up one time and it hurt to watch– and not in a disgusted way.

You had no idea about your sexuality, you knew you liked boys even before you transitioned, but as you became more comfortable with yourself girls weren’t so bad either. You had been on a few dates with mostly girls (there weren’t many out guys in a small town, who knew?), but no one was Rodrick.

“I mean, I know, subconsciously,” he points to his head, “but she has this way of being in your head, no matter how mean she is.”

“Blah blah blah, bruh we don’t caaaarreee!” You roll your eyes and fall back on his bed. “She’s probably going to, like, Harvard or some shit and gonna marry rich. She doesn’t have time for loser guys like ourselves unless we can do something for her. It’s been that way since middle school, and it’ll be that way til the end of time”

“Major harsh, dude,” Drew pipes up.

“Whatever,” You get up and grab your backpack. “I’m going home, see you bozos tomorrow.”

You know why it bothers you so much, but you didn’t think you went that far. Hell, even Ward said something, but you were the one who was being “major harsh”? You roll your eyes as you stomp off to your house.

“Major harsh, my ass,” you murmur to yourself.

—

Tomorrow comes faster than you’d like. It wasn’t like you blew up on the guys, but you were pissed that you had been shut down. You kind of wanted to avoid them and go straight to class, but when you exit your house you see Rodricks van. The ride to school was pretty quiet except for the “good morning,” you all exchanged amongst yourselves.

“You were right,” Rodrick nudges you. When you give him a confused look, he goes on, “Heather is never gonna want me, and I’m taking myself off the market for other babes.”

“Oh, all those poor girls, saved,” you chuckle. Now you kind of feel bad, “but seriously, my bad if I went too far with what I was saying. I don’t have an excuse for what I said, but I am sorry.”

“Nah, I needed that good kick in the ass so I could wake up. Thanks, bro.” He playfully punches your shoulder.

“No problem, bro.”

As we pull up to school, you see Heather and her friends around their red convertible bug. You didn’t know whose it was, it was passed around more than a blunt in your group. Every morning they were there, and every morning Rodrick went to talk to them, talk to her, like clockwork.

“So are we skipping today, boys?” Rodrick suggests.

In a unison of ‘Hell Yea’s, you were the voice of reason. “Fuck no.”

They all groan, as they usually do when you’re right. We’re walking away from the van as you explain, “Y’all don’t have enough brain cells or credits to afford to skip. If yall want to blow this place, ya gotta graduate. You don’t even have to have honors.”

“Whatever, nerd,” Rodrick shoves you with a chuckle. “You can be a suck up and stay all day, but we’re outta here.”

“You can suck up on my balls, jackass,” you laugh and shove him back.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you?” he shoves back.

“You’d love that!” but you don’t push him, you look in front of you.

You expected to see the red car, but you saw the stairs. You had passed the car?

You look behind you, and you still see the group talking about someone cheating on someone’s boyfriend, but you notice Heather Hills looking at you.

This wasn’t the first time Rodrick had ignored Heather for you, but that was at lunch. He always talked to her in the morning. You don’t know why, but you knew that this was her last straw.

When you had first moved here, you weren’t on her radar until you had talked to him. She was just standing off to the side and you didn’t realize it then, but he was just talking to her and stopped to talk to you. You could feel her glare, but when you looked at her she gave you a sugary sweet smile. That wasn’t the last time you would see that fake smile, but after this morning you knew it would be.

—

“I don’t know what you told him, but you need to untell him.”

The voice wasn’t unfamiliar to you, but you weren’t used to it being directed at you.

“Hi, Heather, how are you on this beautiful day?” You smile at her, though it was probably closer to a grimace.

“Cut the shit, you heard me.” She growls as you put your stuff in your locker.

“Why does it have to be me saying anything to him? Maybe he actually grew some balls and a brain.”

“You’re like a lost puppy around him, of course you said something.”

“Well, Heather,” you huff as you drop your bag and face her, “he used to follow you around like a lost puppy and I got sick of it because you were using him. I don’t know why it bothered me so much, but it did, so I told him that.”

“I know why,” she leans closer to your face with a whisper. “It’s because you’re a gay little bitch who hopes he looks in your direction but he wouldn’t even spit near you. I see how you look at him, but just remember he looks at me like that.”

“Ok,” you roll your eyes. “Why do you care so much? You admitted several times that you don’t like him.”

“He needs to like me, not the other way around. It gives other guys the idea that they can be with me and I can get gifts out of it. So if you don’t fix this, I can get so much dirt on you it’d make your head spin.”

“I think the bleach fumes are finally getting to your brain,” you scoff, trying not to seem nervous. You didn’t think that she could get to your secret, but that bitch has power in high places. But you had come so far without being outed, so you didn’t think it’d happen this close to your escape. “I don’t know what to tell you. I’m not gonna do that because you’re a bitch who doesn’t deserve any attention.”

She slams your locker in your face, “You’ll regret that.” And as she walks away you roll your eyes and mumble a “bitch”.

She doesn’t even want him, but I can’t have him? Whatever, bitch.

—

You decided to keep your little interaction from Rodrick and the gang because you knew it’d open up a) what she could find on you and b) did Heather actually like Rodrick and she’s lying? You just let them lead the conversation as you try to rationalize with yourself.

How would she find out your trans? You’ve been stealth for a year and your school medical records are locked up tight. She can’t out anything but you being gay and even that was a little chest tightening. At least you’ll still be a man, even if it was a gay one. Being outed as trans could shatter people’s perception of you and you’ll be that weird “girl” again.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” Rodrick asks you and you realize you’re the only two in the van now.

“Nothing, just exhausted. I need to be asleep right now,” you pretend to rub your eyes.

“Whatever you say, dude,” he sighs, but puts his hand on your shoulder and looks you in the eyes. “I’m here whenever you wanna talk, you seem to have a lot on your mind.”

It makes you freeze. It’s not like he isn’t always like this, he’s your best friend, but it doesn’t help after your conversation with Heather. He does this with every guy in the group, he may put on a front of being a dick to his brother, Greg, but he really cares for his friends. You have to convince yourself that this was just that, nothing more.

“Eyes on the road, weirdo,” you shrug his arm off with a nervous laugh. “I told you I was fine, I’m just tired.”

“Ok, dude,” he rolls his eyes.

Before you know it, he drops the rest of the guys off at their houses. You’re usually the last one to get dropped off since more often than not you’re the first one to be picked up. But when Rodrick passes your house, you have more than a few questions.

“Where the hell are you taking me?” You sigh.

“Obviously you won’t tell me what’s actually wrong, so we’re going to hang out til that frown turns upside down!” He smiles as he passes his house, too.

“How did I become friends with such a cornball? Aren’t you supposed to be the resident bad boy, go back to that.”

“You know you love me,” he smirks.

More than you know, that’s the reason I’m in this mess! You almost say, but stick with, “Sure, whatever you say.”

You know exactly what he’s going to do, you guys do it every time one of y’all are going through it. Head to the gas station to get slushies and snacks, then go out to your favorite clearing in the woods. He even does it with Greg sometimes, even though he likes to act like he hates his younger brothers.

“Isn’t the point of a slushy to mix all of the flavors together?” Rodrick rolls his eyes.

“We have this conversation every time we come here, I get two flavors that compliment each other! All of those flavors confuse your mouth and you lose taste buds.”

“You lie just like my mother, which means you lie like shit.” And for that you slap his shoulder. “OW!”

“Don’t talk about Susan like that!” You say, jokingly offended. You go to hit him again, but he grabs your hand.

“You’re a fucking nut case.”

“OMG!” You hear an all too familiar voice excitedly yelp. “I thought I heard your voice!”

“Oh, hey Heather.” Rodick turns to talk to her, forgetting to let go of your hand. “What are you doing in here?”

“My friends wanted to stop in here to get some junk.” She waves her hand behind her and rolls her eyes. “I obviously don’t eat stuff like that, I mean, look at me.” Rodrick doesn’t even glance down when she motions at herself.

“Good for you, me and (Y/N) are actually in here for some snacks, too.”

She finally looks at you, and then at you and Rodricks combined hands. You squirm under her stare and take your hand out of Rodricks. He looks at you in seeming confusion, but doesn’t say anything.

“I didn’t see you there, hey (Y/N)!” She has a smile on her face, but you can see in her eyes the amount of hatred she has for you.

“Hey, Heather…” You almost whisper, and then turn to seem busy with your slushy.

“Well, we should get out of here, bye Heather.”

“Oh, yeah, I think my friends went back to the car, so I should head out, too.” She turns to leave, but looks back over her shoulder and waves seductively. “Bye, Rodrick!”

When you hear the front door bell ring, you finally release the breath you had been holding in. “Holy shit,” you whisper to yourself.

“What was that?” Rodrick turns to you with a smile and points behind him. “She’s never willingly came up to me unless she needs something. And she just wanted…conversation?”

“Your guess is as good as mine,” You paint on a smirk even though your heart is racing. She had seen you with Rodrick, holding hands (completely his fault!), and he couldn’t be any less interested in her! You just know your fate is sealed.

“Well, let’s get this shit paid for and go.” He grabs up your food and you grab the slushies.

With everything paid for, you guys hop back into the van and head into the trail a few blocks down. It wasn’t anything official, but you hadn’t gotten in trouble for being out here, so yall just kept going.

You park the van and head into the back, opening the doors for some fresh air.

“So are you ready to tell me what’s up?” Rodrick asks after a few sips of his slushy abomination.

“I told you that I’m just exhausted.” You keep up your front.

“And I told you that you lie like my mom,” he sighs. “So you might as well just spill it.”

“It’s just something that me and my family have to deal with, you don’t have to worry about it!” You know if you bring your family into it, he’ll stop pushing it because he knows your parents don’t play.

“Ok, ok, I’ll let it go.” He raises his hand in defense.

You don’t respond, and you guys are submerged into silence once again. You exchange looks when you don’t think the other is looking, but besides that you take in the forest around you.

Heather could never experience these moments with Rodrick and understand how precious it is. Rodrick has always been the weird “bad boy” (people literally only say this because of his clothes and that makes you roll your eyes) who some of the girls wanted but if it got out they did like him, they’d be made fun of. You see how some of the girls look at him when he isn’t looking, and it hurts your heart. You know they have more of a chance than you ever would.

But with you, he was never like this. He was the goofy, caring friend who’d drop everything if you said the word. Heather only sees him as an object that gives her affection, but you see him as he truly is; a guy who loves and just wants it back. He just wants to be seen.

“Y’know you’re my best friend, right?” You blurt before you can think about it.

“Only took you a year to be genuine about it,” he nudges your shoulder.

“What?”

“The ferris wheel.” He states like you’re just supposed to know. And you do.

“You still remember that?” You gape.

“Anyway, yes I am your best friend, just like how you’re mine.” He grins at you, and then he drops it, “you’re not planning anything are you?”

“Oh my god, a guy can’t express his appreciation for his best friend?” You throw your hands up.

“I’m watching you,” he squints his eyes and points at you.

You get a text from your mom wondering where you are, and that’s the end of your little outing with Rodrick.

When he drops you home, Heather is the furthest thing from your mind, even though you know holding Rodricks hand (even though it wasn’t even purposely!) would be a slight against you.

—

Over the next two weeks, Heather's empty threat went to the back burner of your mind. If she wanted to out you, it would’ve happened by now. I’m safe, you sighed in relief.

Rodrick continued not to go up to her in the morning, but if she talked to him he definitely talked back. It seemed to calm her attitude toward you now, but it still was a hot seat around her. Like now, she’s passing around flyers for her party this weekend and intentionally passed by you.

“Rodrick, you’re definitely coming to my party this weekend, right?” She bats her eyelashes. “I need your band Soiled Diper to play!”

“It’s Löded Diper,” you correct and she glares at you, “and when have you ever wanted us to play anywhere near you?”

“Us?” She scoffs at you. “I just want the main band, not some wannabe.”

“Woah,” Rodrick stops her. “(Y/N) is an actual part of the band, so no him, no band.”

“Him? If that’s what you wanna say, sure.” And to the untrained ear it could just be her upset that he isn’t going along to exclude you, but you know what she means. As you perk up and look in her eyes, she’s already looking at you with a knowing smirk.

She knows. FUCK how does she know?

“I’m fine with not going, Rod,” you try to sway him. This cannot be fucking happening.

“No, it’s either all of us or none of us.”

Of course now he wants to be a fucking hero right now. He doesn’t get that this is social suicide FOR ME! Social homicide? Not important right now.

“Ok,” she has that sugary sweet fake smile. “Don’t come, then. Remember what I said.”

That last part was for you, you know it, and your blood runs cold. Fuck.

The rest of the day you’re on the edge of your seat, thinking what she might do. How the fuck did she even find out? You weren’t on social media much pre-transition, so barely any photos of you before exist. And like you said, your medical records were locked up tight.

Whatever, you try to convince yourself. She won’t do anything! She would’ve already.

You make it home with no one running around talking about your biggest secret, so your anxiety has allowed you to breathe again.

You decide to finally talk to your mom about this because who else will understand?

“You’re right to be afraid, but you’re also right about her doing it when she finally found something on you.” Your mom rubs your hair as you lay in her lap.

“It’s like I can’t get into her mind and I seriously want to. Like what is she planning?” Your thoughts literally won’t shut up. You haven’t had to worry about stuff like this for close to 2 years, and now its like your whole world is about to collapse

“For her sake, I hope nothing because I’m not above beating a little girl's ass!” And you know she’s being for real. Your mom doesn’t play around.

“Mom,” you roll your eyes.

“So, she thinks you like Rodrick…What’s up with that?”

“You know the answer if you’re asking,” you sigh.

“Do you want any advice on that? I say you should go for it.” Your mom shrugs.

“Absolutely not, because if this does come out I don’t want him weirded out by me being trans and gay.” You don’t even know if you are gay gay, but you know it’d make you that if you ask him out.

“I think you’re safe, but if something does blow, I’m in your corner.” She holds up her fist playfully to show it.

“Thank you, Mom.” You finally felt at peace with the whole thing. You trust your mom and feel like it will all blow over.

If only you knew.

The next morning, you walk with a pep in your step. You decide to walk to school, texting Rodrick you didn’t need a ride. It took a little longer to walk than drive, so you knew they’d beat you there.

When you finally showed up, people were staring at you, but it didn’t bother you much. People looked at you and the gang weirdly all the time, it just happened. It was when you finally made your way inside that all hell broke loose.

Random whispers were rampant through the hall, but when you walked by it would stop. Whatever, they were probably just talking about what you were wearing like always. You shrugged and went to find the guys.

You were right in front of them in the cafeteria and about to speak when that sugary voice stopped you, “Hey, [Redacted]!” It exclaimed.

You could’ve thrown up right then and there. You whip around to face Heather, “What the hell did you just call me?”

“Should I tell her or are you guys going to be good friends?”

“Guys, what is she talking about?” You turn to them and the look on their faces say it all.

They Know. Everyone knows.

Ben turns his phone around and you have to will yourself to not spill your breakfast out onto the concrete. It’s a screenshot from one of your parents' private Facebooks from two or three years ago with a title that stated your deadname.

The “girl” in the picture was going to homecoming, and it was obvious that it was you. Your face was softer, caked with makeup, and your hair was longer. The caption had your name and said that you were indeed going to homecoming.

“This picture was private, how the fuck?” You were whispering to yourself. You’re frozen in place, you can’t look anywhere but Ben’s phone.

“How could you hide this from your friends?” Heather fake gasps. “Pretending to be a boy? Going into the boys bathroom and locker room? What a freak!” and her whole group laughs. When you didn’t respond, she kept going, “Like, can you guys believe it? She’s pretending to be a boy to get close to you, and I even heard she had a little crush on one of you!”

That made you bark out a sob. Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy-

“It’s crazy! Right, Rodrick?” and that snaps you out of it.

You glance at him, and he looks angry. Probably at you for lying to him. You darted away, looking for an exit because all you can think about is going home. You hear your name called after you, but you don’t care.

—

“What the hell are you doing home? Classes literally just started.” Your mom asks as she’s cuddled up with your dad. You don’t answer her, and just run up to your room, sobbing.

“Woah, woah woah, hey!” They get up to go after you.

When you get to your room, you don’t close your door knowing they’re after you. You shut your phone down and just throw yourself onto your bed, trying to stop your tears.

“Son, what’s wrong? What happened at school?” My dad knocks on the open door.

“Heather Hills,” you say through your pillow. Even if your dad didn’t get it, your mom did.

“She didn’t…”

“She did though, Mom!” You cry out, turning to face them. “She outed me to the whole school! She somehow found one of your Facebooks, got into it and found an old picture of me going to homecoming, and she shared it with the whole school!”

“Are you serious?” Your dad balls up his fist.

“Not only that, but she said that I was pretending to be a guy! Said I was doing it to get close to Rodrick, basically told him I liked him, and made me seem like this big ass weirdo!”

“We need to do something about this,” your mom says, and she sounds pissed. “This has to be some sort of harassment!”

“Your mother is right, we need to contact the school-”

“NO, please,” you start. “What’s done is done, I don’t want this bigger than it is!”

“(Y/N)!-”

“Mom, please listen to me!” You’re exasperated at this point. “Heather has the whole school behind her. Her parents are RICH, so if we try to do anything, it’ll just make everything worse!”

“I don’t give a fuck about her parents! She hurt my baby and she needs to be held accountable!”

“I don’t want to be in the middle of any more drama!” You groan. “I just want to figure this out quietly and on my own. I don’t want to talk to anyone about it and I just want to be left alone!”

“Ok, ok,” your dad sighs and puts a hand on your head. “If that’s what you want, we won’t push it,” he turns to your mom, “won’t we?”

“Yea, I guess,” she rolls her eyes, but gives a weak smile. “But at any point you need any help or she does anything else, we’re in your corner.”

“Thank you for understanding.”

“Get some rest, son,” your dad pats your shoulder. “You look like you need it.”

“I’ll try.”

But you knew you weren’t going to be able to sleep. You avoid your phone because you didn’t want to be contacted by anyone, but especially Rodrick. You didn’t want to know his disgust with you, didn’t want to know how much he thought that Heather was right.

Without the distraction of your phone, your room and the house was too quiet. You could hear your parents downstairs, trying not to be angry about your situation and watching television. Your mind keeps replaying you looking at Ben’s phone, ears ringing in anger and worry. You’re so horrified, afraid you’ve lost all of your friends. You were supposed to graduate without anyone finding out. What was the point of a fresh start if you were just gonna have to deal with all that you wanted to avoid at your old home?

You hear someone knock on your front door, and even being that far away from it you heard Rodricks voice. This time you can’t stop your stomach from lurching and you run to the bathroom.

As you flush the toilet, you hear the door close and footsteps up the stairs. That makes you pray on the bathroom floor to anything that could hear you to not make you talk to him yet.

“Hey, baby, you alright?” Your mom’s voice fills you with relief and seems to calm your stomach.

“No,” you say truthfully. You didn’t feel like lying right now, “I feel like everything is over for me.”

“You heard him, didn’t you?”

“Not what he said, but I heard his voice,” you admit.

“Then I think you should answer your phone.” And with that, she leads you back to your room, kisses your forehead, and goes back downstairs.

—

You don’t turn your phone back on until the next day. You still felt sick, and no matter how much you tried to eat you just couldn’t. You stayed home from school and your parents didn’t argue, but they still had to go out for work. Not a full trip, but they had to go to the next town over.

You had less messages than you thought you would, but it’s still crazy. Drew, Ward, Chris, Ben, and even Bill messaged you, but you didn’t care about all of them because one name caught your eye. Rodrick.

It was four messages; are you home??, answer me!, i’m coming over. were the first three, but the last message was a video.

It starts staring at the floor, and then it’s pointed to a group of people. You can make out you, the gang, and Heather behind you. You take off running, but the recording doesn’t stop there.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Rodrick stands up and gets in Heather's face.

“What?” she laughs in disbelief.

“You heard what I said!”

“Are you seriously defending her over me? I thought you liked me?!” You can hear the fakeness in her voice.

“That was before you decided to spread lies about my friend! He has done nothing to you!” the emphasis on the “he” makes your eyes widen. “You’re gonna stop talking shit about my best friend to my face! You’re such a fake bitch! I don’t know how I ever liked you…”

“Don’t tell me you’re seriously picking her over me? You must be more homo than her to like that wannabe boy.”

“Are you fucking serious?” The rest of the guys pipe up and start to surround Heather.

“He is a guy, and if you think anything other than it, you must be stupider than I thought,” Ben steps up.

“And so what if I like him? Just know I don’t like you, not anymore.” Rodrick is the angriest you’ve ever seen him, it’s kind of hot scary.

“Whatever, you’re all just losers. Lets go,” she turns and walks off with her crew.

That’s where the video ends.

You couldn’t stop rewatching it in amazement. He had stood up to Heather Hills for you without hesitation. Had said he liked you to Heather Hills. To basically the entire school, if this video has already gone around.

You debate whether or not you wanted to talk to him, but your need for your best friend wins over your need to hide. You slip on your shoes and head out.

You live a little over 5 minutes away from Rodrick even though he drives you guys everywhere. You know you could’ve told him to come over to your house, but it’s nice to finally get some fresh air. Plus, his mom was always nice to see when you went over his house.

When you get there, you see his van parked in the driveway near the garage. You have to hype yourself up to knock on the front door, but once you do it’s like a wave of nausea comes crashing over you.

I can’t do this, oh my god. What have I-

Before you can finish your thoughts, the door opens. You half expect it to be Rodrick, but it’s just Greg.

“Hey, kid.” You do a little wave as if you haven’t met him before. Whenever you come over, you tend to see Greg and Rowley, too. Most of the time they’re just in the living room, but they sometimes come up to the attic just to get chewed out by Rodrick, especially when it’s just you two up there.

“Hey, (Y/N),” he smiles, “where’ve you been?”

“Yknow.” You wring your hands. “Around.”

You can barely get words out. Does Greg know? Did Rodrick tell his family about what his best friend is?

“Rodrick should be upstairs in his room.” Greg moves out of the way so you can step into the house. “He’s been moping up there since yesterday, I don’t even think he’s left it today.”

“He didn’t go to school?” It’s not surprising, he’s always skipping, but you know it’s because of what went down yesterday.

“Nope,” Greg shakes his head. “Look, I don’t know what happened between you guys, because he only acts like this when he can’t see you, but I think you guys will work it out. It’s like me and Rowley, just less romantical.”

“W-what-” you sputter out. “I don’t-”

“Sure, whatever you want to tell yourself.” Greg cuts you off with an eye roll. “Like I said, he’s upstairs.”

“Thanks, kid.” Your face is on fire.

And with that, you mount the stairs to the attic. Is your crush on Rodrick really that obvious that even his family can see it? And with the way Greg was talking it seems to be reciprocated. You heard it come out of Rodrick’s own mouth, but what if he just said that so Heather could leave you alone?

You’re in front of his door before you can finish your thoughts. You knock, ready to get this over with.

“Mom, I told you I’ll be ok, just leave me alone!” You hear him call out.

“Not your mom, last time I checked.” You say, a soft smile grows on your face from hearing his voice.

You hear him leap up off of his bed and trip over something, but it doesn’t seem to phase him as he runs to open the door.

“(Y/N),” he breathes out.

“Hey,” you can barely look him in the face. “Can I come in?”

“Yea, yea, come in!” He pulls you through the door.

Once in his room, it’s like you’ve never set foot in it. You don’t know what to do, where to sit. It all feels new to you for some reason.

“Dude, just sit down somewhere.” Rodrick laughs at your newfound confusion.

You decide to sit on his bed, which you do every time you come over. You and Rodrick always sit on opposite ends of the bed so you can look at each other, which this time is no different.

You just sit there, staring at each other. You decide to break the ice. “It’s true, all of it. I don’t know how Heather got that picture, but I was a girl for most of my life up until now. Please, don’t hate me.”

“I’m not going to lie, it made me mad that I had to find out through Heather Hills,” he sighs, “but then again it’s none of my business. You were doing it to protect yourself, so I get it and I don’t have a right to be mad. I could never hate you over something like that though.”

You just sit there with your mouth open. You knew subconsciously that he couldn’t have hated you, but you had grown up hearing all the hatred people had for people like you. You had no choice to be on the defense when coming over here, no matter what you heard.

“I just-” You start. “I just, I know you’re my best friend, and I should’ve trusted you with this, but I couldn’t. I’ve never had anyone but my parents know. Their families don’t even know, that’s the whole reason we moved here.”

“Would you have ever told me?” He asks, kind of quiet.

“Maybe.” You shrug honestly. “I was too worried about trying to survive high school without a slip up to think that far ahead.”

“Oh,” is all he answers.

It’s another drowning silence. You’ve never had an awkward silence in your entire friendship, this is freaking you out.

“Did you watch the video I sent you?” Rodrick speaks up.

“Yea, it was the first thing I saw when I turned my phone back on.” Another beat of silence. “It was the only reason I came over here to talk to you.”

“Did you watch the whole thing?”

“Only a hundred times,” you smile evilly. “I love watching that barbie wannabe get put in her place.”

“Yea, that was great to do,” his voice lowers, “but that’s not what I was talking about.”

“I know.” You whisper and look him in the eyes.

You just sit there staring at each other, and then Rodrick looks down at your lips. It was so quick you could’ve missed it if you blinked, but you saw it. Just go for it.

“Are you going to kiss me, or just think about it?” You try to sound confident, but it ends up a quiet squeak.

His eyes widen, but he begins to inch over to you until you’re pressed up against each other. “Is this okay?” His whisper tickles your lips.

You just nod, eyes never leaving his. You don’t know who leans in first, but your lips are together in a flash. Your grip on his shirt is tight, as if when you let go it’ll all disappear. Your mouths almost move in unison, like you’re trying to devour the other. You can barely breath, feeling like this isn’t real. You dreamed about this moment for so long and now that it’s here it’s like you’re ascending.

You are the one who pulls away first, needing to breathe. Rodrick doesn’t seem like he wants to stop, kissing down your jaw to your neck. While you're breathing softly, you hear a knock at his door. That doesn’t stop Rodrick though.

“Rodrick,” you breath out as a warning.

“Hm,” he hums indifferently. Before you both know it, his door opens.

“Rodrick, you need to leave this- OH MY GOD!” His mother screams out.

“MOM!” Rodrick jumps away from you in fear and shock.

You’re all just stuck looking at both of them staring at each other before you break the silence.

“Hey, Ms. Susan…”

After that you are put through a lecture with his mom and dad. You guys can’t be upstairs alone without Greg being a buffer, door open at all times even with the other guys there. They, of course, texted your parents about what they found so that's gonna be fun to go home to. But you felt like none of that mattered because you got what you wanted. You didn’t lose your friends, and you even gained a boyfriend.

He offers to drive you home, which you take because you want to be close to him for a little longer. So you wave goodbye to his parents and get into the van.

You hold hands on the way to your house.

—

“We’re glad you decided to come back to school,” Rodrick squeezes your hand. “It’s been so boring.”

“First of all, I was gone one day,” you roll your eyes in fake annoyance. “And second of all, you literally didn’t even go yesterday!”

“But it’s always boring whenever I don’t get to see you, baby.” He wiggles his shoulders against yours.

All the guys groan in fake disgust. “Yall are so corny, break up already.” Ben gags.

“I didn’t even say anything!” You throw your hands up, taking one of Rodricks hands with you.

“Cringe by association.” And you roll your eyes in true annoyance.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back?” Rodrick interrupts. “We could just go back to your house and hang out for the day.”

“I’m sure you’d love that,” you shove his arm, “but if I keep skipping, it’ll be like she won. Plus I’m not losing my straight A streak because of that bimbo.”

“Fine,” he huffs. “I can’t wait for the last day, school is so boring.”

“I thought without me it was boring?” You raise an eyebrow.

“You know what I mean.” He kisses your cheek.

“Yuck,” one of the guys laughs out behind your back.

“Shut the fuck up so we can get this day over with.” You flip them off.

You’re, of course, joking because you know you couldn’t have gone through this without them. After your talk with Rodrick, you all had a group hangout and talked through all of this. They let you know the whole time that they were 100% on your side. They were your boys and you were theirs.

Maybe the rest of the year won't be hell. You got the guy, smited the girl, and even if you were outed, you had all the friends you needed with you already. You were going to be fine.

[omegaremix]

Christmas 1994.

A Super Nintendo under the tree? Pshhht! That’s nothing compared to what I got for Christmas a couple of years later. Sure, getting Donkey Kong Country, Street Fighter II Turbo, and Final Fantasy III (VI in Japan) was great, and Wolverine #50 plus the X-Men Handbook were amazing, but none impacted my life like these six albums did. We were coming closer to the tail-end of golden-era hip-hop. I was in junior year when I had great friends from both Brentwood and Plainview, was part of the wrestling team, and had Hot 97 blasting constantly from my Sony boombox. I also enjoyed heavy snowy weather, holiday memories with family, future crushes, and a few months later I’d take shopping at mom-and-pop music stores life-time seriously.

All six discs - five hip-hop releases and one comedy album - enjoyed non-stop, heavy rotation. Nas won five mics- from The Source for his legendary debut album with other East Coast records from Ill Al Skratch and the DJ Premier-produced Jeru The Damaja. Meanwhile on the West Coast, MC Ren’s first full length post-N.W.A. was a tense chiller and became one of my top five hip-hop albums of all time, while Dr. Dre’s Concrete Roots was a celebratory honor released after The Chronic won it all. Then there’s The Jerky Boys, one of the most memorable comedy releases I own. The (former) team of Johnny Brennan and Kamal Ahmed exploded in fanfare after their original prank-call shenanigans.

I’m happy to say that I still have all of my Christmas gifts from that year. It’s been forever since I played any of those games and I haven’t touched a comic book since leaving Brentwood, but those six albums still get play from time to time.

Nas: Illmatic

MC Ren: Shock Of The Hour

Dr. Dre: Concrete Roots

Ill Al Scratch: Creep Wit’ Me

Jerky Boys: 2

Jeru The Damaja: The Sun Rises In The East

[queenanneflorist]

Best Hotels in Plainview New York

Your Perfect Stay in Plainview, New York: A Guide to Top Hotels Nestled in the heart of Long Island, Plainview, New York offers the perfect balance of suburban tranquility and convenient access to nearby attractions. Whether you’re visiting for business, a family event, or simply exploring Long Island, Plainview is an ideal hub. Here's a roundup of some of the most welcoming and well-equipped accommodations in the area, each offering unique amenities to make your stay memorable.

Holiday Inn Plainview-Long Island, an IHG Hotel 📍 Address: 215 Sunnyside Blvd, Plainview, NY 11803 📞 Phone: +1 (516) 349-7400

The Holiday Inn Plainview-Long Island stands out for its sleek, contemporary design and unbeatable service. Perfectly suited for both business and leisure travelers, this full-service hotel features a 24-hour fitness center, outdoor pool (seasonal), and an on-site restaurant, Bistro 46, which serves up fresh American cuisine. Located just off the Long Island Expressway, it offers easy access to both New York City and the Hamptons, making it an excellent base for exploration.

Days Inn by Wyndham Hicksville Long Island 📍 Address: 828 S Oyster Bay Rd, Hicksville, NY 11801 📞 Phone: +1 (516) 433-1900

Budget-friendly, comfortable, and centrally located, Days Inn by Wyndham Hicksville Long Island is a favorite among travelers looking for simplicity and value. Guests enjoy complimentary continental breakfast, free WiFi, and a seasonal outdoor pool. The hotel’s location is ideal for visiting nearby attractions such as Eisenhower Park and Jones Beach. For those traveling by car, free parking makes the stay even more convenient.

Days Inn by Wyndham Woodbury Long Island 📍 Address: 8030 Jericho Turnpike, Woodbury, NY 11797 📞 Phone: +1 (516) 921-8500

Another solid option from Wyndham, Days Inn by Wyndham Woodbury Long Island offers guests comfort and convenience at a reasonable price. Recently renovated, this hotel boasts clean, modern rooms, free continental breakfast, and a seasonal outdoor pool. It’s also pet-friendly, so you don’t have to leave your furry friends behind. Situated near major highways, the hotel provides easy access to shopping, dining, and local parks.

Hilton Garden Inn Melville 📍 Address: 1575 Round Swamp Rd, Plainview, NY 11803 📞 Phone: +1 (516) 755-5552

If you’re looking for a blend of luxury and practicality, the Hilton Garden Inn Melville is the place to be. With spacious rooms, a fitness center, indoor pool, and the popular Garden Grille & Bar restaurant on-site, it caters to both business travelers and vacationers alike. Located right off the Long Island Expressway, you’re minutes away from Plainview New York business district and attractions like Bethpage State Park.

SureStay Plus by Best Western Woodbury Inn 📍 Address: 7940 Jericho Turnpike, Woodbury, NY 11797 📞 Phone: +1 (516) 921-6900

For travelers who appreciate quality without the hefty price tag, the SureStay Plus by Best Western Woodbury Inn offers a delightful stay. Guests enjoy free breakfast, complimentary WiFi, a fitness center, and even access to an outdoor pool during the warmer months. Its prime location means you’re steps away from local restaurants, boutiques, and entertainment options.

Final Thoughts

Whether you're seeking a luxurious experience, budget-friendly simplicity, or something in between, Plainview, NY has a variety of hotel options to suit every traveler. Each of these hotels offers thoughtful amenities, warm hospitality, and convenient access to the best that Long Island has to offer. Next time you're planning a trip to Plainview, let this guide be your key to a comfortable and memorable stay.

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Holidays 7.17

Holidays

Air Conditioner Day

Constitution Day (South Korea)

Crank Call Day

Disneyland Day

Ethnographer’s Day (Russia)

Feast of the Clockless NowEver

Flag Day (Norway)

Glioblastoma Awareness Day

Guelaguetza (Primer Lunes; Mexico)

International Firgun Day

International HIV Prevention Day

International Tim Brooke-Taylor Day (UK)

King’s Day (Lesotho)

National Air Conditioner Day

National Asshole Awareness Day

National Cory Day

National Heart-Brain Disorders Awareness Day

National Lottery Day

National Physiatry Day (Philippines)

National Secretary Day (Mexico)

National Tattoo Day

National Voice Actor Day

President’s Day (Botswana)

Purity Day

717 Day (Pennsylvania)

Sewing Machine Day

Spanish Civil War Anniversary Day

Tims Camp Day

TWA Flight 800 Crash Anniversary Day

U Tirot Sing Day (Meghalaya, India)

Victims of Baton Rouge, Louisiana Attack Day

Wear Crazy Socks to Work Day

Wheat Day (French Republic)

World Day for International Justice

World Emoji Day

World Tattoo Day

Wrong Way Corrigan Day

Yellow Pig Day (Celebrating the Number 17)

Yellow Submarine Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Indie Beer Shop Day (UK)

National Peach Ice Cream Day

Independence & Related Days

Constitution Day (South Korea; 1948)

July Revolution Anniversary Day (Iraq; 1958)

Negaunee Republic (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Slovakia (Remembrance Day; from Czechoslovakia, 1992)

3rd Wednesday in July

Bump Day [3rd Wednesday]

International Balloon Dog Day [3rd Wednesday]

National Hot Dog Day [Wednesday closest to 19th; also 3.30 & 9.10]

Take Your Poet to Work Day [3rd Wednesday]

Weekly Holidays beginning July 17 (3rd Week of July)

Hemingway Look Alike Days (thru 7.21)

National Baby Food Week (thru 7.20)

National Ventriloquism Week (thru 7.20)

Festivals Beginning July 17, 2024

Big Sky Country State Fair (Bozeman, Montana) [thru 7.21]

Crested Butte Wine + Food Festival (Crested Butte, Colorado) [thru 7.21]

Mattoon Bagelfest (Mattoon, Illinois) [thru 7.20]

National Baby Food Festival (Freemont, Michigan) [thru 7.20]

Perseid Meteor Showers (thru 8.24)

Raspberry Festival (Hopkins, Minnesota) [thru 7.21]

Wabasha County Fair (Plainview, Minnesota) [thru 7.20]

Feast Days

Alexius of Rome (Western Church)

Amaterasu-Omikami (Shinto; China; Everyday Wicca)

Andrew Zorard (Christian; Saint)

Ba-Maguje's Day (Hausa; on Eid al-Fitr)

Berenice Abbot (Artology)

Boccaccio (Positivist; Saint)

Caligula Day (Church of the SubGenius; Saint)

Clement of Okhrida and His Companions (Christian; Saints)

Cynehelm (Christian; Saint)

Cynllo (Christian; Saint)

Ennodius (Christian; Saint)

Erle Stanley Gardner (Writerism)

Feast of the Carmelite Martyrs of Compiegne

Feast of the Holy Royal Martyrs of Russia

Festival for Victoria and Virtus (Goddess of Victory & God of Bravery in Warfare; Ancient Rome)

Furgus Fuzz (Muppetism)

Gion Matsuri (Japan)

Hermann Huppen (Artology)

Holiday Day (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Inácio de Azevedo (Christian; Saint)

Jadwiga of Poland (Christian; Saint)

Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot (Artology)

Jowls (Muppetism)

Kenelm (Nun’s Priest Tale; Canterbury Tales)

Kurman Ait Day (Kyrgyzstan)

Leo IV, Pope (Christian; Saint)

Lyonel Feininger (Artology)

Magnus Felix Ennodius (Christian; Saint)

Many Benner (Artology)

Marcellina (Christian; Saint & Virgin)

Martyrs of Compiègne (Christian; Saint)

Nerses Lampronatsi (Christian; Saint)

Paul Delaroche (Artology)

Pavel Peter Gojdič, Blessed (Greek Catholic Church)

Petal-Hopping for Hopeless Cases (Shamanism)

Piatus of Tournai (Christian; Saint)

Quino (Artology)

Romanov sainthood (Russian Orthodox Church)

Shmuel Agnon (Writerism)

Skinny Dipping Day (Pastafarian)

Solstitium XII (Pagan)

Speratus and His Companions (Christian; Martyrs)

Turninus (Christian; Saint)

Why Not? Day (Pastafarian)

William White (Episcopal Church))

Islamic Lunar Holidays

Ashura (Islamic) [Began at Sundown Last Night; 10th Day of Muharram] (a.k.a. ... 

Achoura (Algeria)

Ashorra (Parts of India)

Ashoura (Lebanon)

Ashura Holiday (Afghanistan, Bahrain, Iraq, Pakistan, Somalia)

Muharram (Parts of India)

Remembrance of Muharram

Tamkharit (Senegal)

Tamxarit (Gambia)

Tasoua Hosseini (Iran)

Tasu’a

Yaum-e-Ashur (Pakistan)

Yawmul Ashura (Gambia)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

Tycho Brahe Unlucky Day (Scandinavia) [26 of 37]

Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [40 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [19 of 30]

Premieres

All You Need Is Love, by The Beatles (US Song; 1967)

Ant-Man (Film; 2015)

Arthur (Film; 1981)

A Bullet for Cinderella, by John D. MacDonald (Novel; 1955)

The Case of the Velvet Claws, by Erle Stanley Gardner (Novel; 1933) [Perry Mason #1]

Cherokee, recorded by Charlie Barnet (Song; 1939)

The Dark Knight Rises, by Hans Zimmer (Soundtrack Album; 2012)

Disneyland, in Anaheim, California (Theme Park; 1955)

Egghead Rides Again (WB MM Cartoon; 1937)

Endless Love (Film; 1981)

(500) Days of Summer (Film; 2009)

From Up on Poppy Hill (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2011)

Greyfriars Bobby (Film; 1961)

Horse Play (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1967)

James and the Giant Peach, by Roald Dahl (Novel; 1961)

Jungle Cruise (Disneyland Ride; 1955)

The Mask of Zorro (Film; 1998)

Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride (Disneyland Ride; 1955)

Multiplicity (Film; 1996)

My Cousin Rachel, by Daphne du Maurier (Novel; 1951)

My Neighbors the Yamahas (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 1999)

North by Northwest (Film; 1959)

Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag, by James Brown (Song; 1965)

RoboCop (Film; 1987)

The Secret World of Arietty (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2010)

Skinfolks (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1964)

So Nude, So Dead, by Ed McBain (Novel; 1952)

Splash Mountain (Disneyland Ride; 1989)

Surf Bored (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1953)

Trainwreck (Film; 2015)

The Truce Hurts (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1948)

Turbo (Animated Film; 2013)

Victory Through Air Power (Documentary Film; 1943)

Water Music, by George Frederic Handel (Orchestral Movements; 1717)

Who Goes There? (a.k.a. The Thing), by John W. Campbell Jr. (Novel; 1938)

Yellow Submarine (UK Animated Film; 1968)

You’re the Worst (TV Series; 2014)

Today’s Name Days

Alexius, Charlotte, Donata, Gabriella (Austria)

Marin, Marina (Bulgaria)

Aleksije, Branimir, Leo, Nadan, Rufina (Croatia)

Martina (Czech Republic)

Alecius (Denmark)

Meeme, Meemo (Estonia)

Ossi, Ossian (Finland)

Arlette, Charlotte, Marcelline (France)

Alexis, Charlotte, Gabriella (Germany)

Alexandra, Aliki, Marina (Greece)

Elek, Endre (Hungary)

Alessio, Marina (Italy)

Ainārs, Aleksejs, Aleksis (Latvia)

Aleksas, Darius, Girėnas, Vaiga (Lithuania)

Gorm, Guttorm (Norway)

Aleksander, Aleksy, Andrzej, Bogdan, Dzierżykraj, Januaria, Julietta, Leon, Marceli, Marcelina, Maria Magdalena (Poland)

Bohuslav (Slovakia)

Alejo, Alexis, Jacinto, Marcelina (Spain)

Bruno (Sweden)

Codie, Codey, Cody, Dakota, Dakotah, Ismael, Kody, Vesta (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 199 of 2024; 167 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 3 of Week 29 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Tinne (Holly) [Day 11 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Xin-Wei), Day 12 (Ren-Wu)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 11 Tammuz 5784

Islamic: 10 Muharram 1446

J Cal: 19 Red; Fryday [19 of 30]

Julian: 4 July 2024

Moon: 83%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 2 Dante (8th Month) [Boccaccio]

Runic Half Month: Ur (Primal Strength) [Day 9 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 28 of 94)

Week: 3rd Week of July

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 27 of 31)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 7.17

Holidays

Air Conditioner Day

Constitution Day (South Korea)

Crank Call Day

Disneyland Day

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Independence & Related Days

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Negaunee Republic (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

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3rd Wednesday in July

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International Balloon Dog Day [3rd Wednesday]

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Take Your Poet to Work Day [3rd Wednesday]

Weekly Holidays beginning July 17 (3rd Week of July)

Hemingway Look Alike Days (thru 7.21)

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Festivals Beginning July 17, 2024

Big Sky Country State Fair (Bozeman, Montana) [thru 7.21]

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National Baby Food Festival (Freemont, Michigan) [thru 7.20]

Perseid Meteor Showers (thru 8.24)

Raspberry Festival (Hopkins, Minnesota) [thru 7.21]

Wabasha County Fair (Plainview, Minnesota) [thru 7.20]

Feast Days

Alexius of Rome (Western Church)

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Ba-Maguje's Day (Hausa; on Eid al-Fitr)

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Clement of Okhrida and His Companions (Christian; Saints)

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Ennodius (Christian; Saint)

Erle Stanley Gardner (Writerism)

Feast of the Carmelite Martyrs of Compiegne

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Why Not? Day (Pastafarian)

William White (Episcopal Church))

Islamic Lunar Holidays

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Lucky & Unlucky Days

Taian (大安 Japan) [Lucky all day.]

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Unfortunate Day (Pagan) [40 of 57]

Unglückstage (Unlucky Day; Pennsylvania Dutch) [19 of 30]

Premieres

All You Need Is Love, by The Beatles (US Song; 1967)

Ant-Man (Film; 2015)

Arthur (Film; 1981)

A Bullet for Cinderella, by John D. MacDonald (Novel; 1955)

The Case of the Velvet Claws, by Erle Stanley Gardner (Novel; 1933) [Perry Mason #1]

Cherokee, recorded by Charlie Barnet (Song; 1939)

The Dark Knight Rises, by Hans Zimmer (Soundtrack Album; 2012)

Disneyland, in Anaheim, California (Theme Park; 1955)

Egghead Rides Again (WB MM Cartoon; 1937)

Endless Love (Film; 1981)

(500) Days of Summer (Film; 2009)

From Up on Poppy Hill (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2011)

Greyfriars Bobby (Film; 1961)

Horse Play (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1967)

James and the Giant Peach, by Roald Dahl (Novel; 1961)

Jungle Cruise (Disneyland Ride; 1955)

The Mask of Zorro (Film; 1998)

Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride (Disneyland Ride; 1955)

Multiplicity (Film; 1996)

My Cousin Rachel, by Daphne du Maurier (Novel; 1951)

My Neighbors the Yamahas (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 1999)

North by Northwest (Film; 1959)

Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag, by James Brown (Song; 1965)

RoboCop (Film; 1987)

The Secret World of Arietty (Studio Ghibli Animated Film; 2010)

Skinfolks (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1964)

So Nude, So Dead, by Ed McBain (Novel; 1952)

Splash Mountain (Disneyland Ride; 1989)

Surf Bored (Noveltoons Cartoon; 1953)

Trainwreck (Film; 2015)

The Truce Hurts (Tom & Jerry Cartoon; 1948)

Turbo (Animated Film; 2013)

Victory Through Air Power (Documentary Film; 1943)

Water Music, by George Frederic Handel (Orchestral Movements; 1717)

Who Goes There? (a.k.a. The Thing), by John W. Campbell Jr. (Novel; 1938)

Yellow Submarine (UK Animated Film; 1968)

You’re the Worst (TV Series; 2014)

Today’s Name Days

Alexius, Charlotte, Donata, Gabriella (Austria)

Marin, Marina (Bulgaria)

Aleksije, Branimir, Leo, Nadan, Rufina (Croatia)

Martina (Czech Republic)

Alecius (Denmark)

Meeme, Meemo (Estonia)

Ossi, Ossian (Finland)

Arlette, Charlotte, Marcelline (France)

Alexis, Charlotte, Gabriella (Germany)

Alexandra, Aliki, Marina (Greece)

Elek, Endre (Hungary)

Alessio, Marina (Italy)

Ainārs, Aleksejs, Aleksis (Latvia)

Aleksas, Darius, Girėnas, Vaiga (Lithuania)

Gorm, Guttorm (Norway)

Aleksander, Aleksy, Andrzej, Bogdan, Dzierżykraj, Januaria, Julietta, Leon, Marceli, Marcelina, Maria Magdalena (Poland)

Bohuslav (Slovakia)

Alejo, Alexis, Jacinto, Marcelina (Spain)

Bruno (Sweden)

Codie, Codey, Cody, Dakota, Dakotah, Ismael, Kody, Vesta (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 199 of 2024; 167 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 3 of Week 29 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Tinne (Holly) [Day 11 of 28]

Chinese: Month 6 (Xin-Wei), Day 12 (Ren-Wu)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025) [Wu-Chen]

Hebrew: 11 Tammuz 5784

Islamic: 10 Muharram 1446

J Cal: 19 Red; Fryday [19 of 30]

Julian: 4 July 2024

Moon: 83%: Waxing Gibbous

Positivist: 2 Dante (8th Month) [Boccaccio]

Runic Half Month: Ur (Primal Strength) [Day 9 of 15]

Season: Summer (Day 28 of 94)

Week: 3rd Week of July

Zodiac: Cancer (Day 27 of 31)

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[aryburn-trains]

Colorado Highway 72 is a bit slick this morning, with Coal Creek Canyon covered in a nice coat of snow on this late winter morning of March 2, 2002. Circling the big curve is the Rio Grande Ski Train with some “heritage” leading as it approaches Tunnel 1 east of Plainview. Union Pacific EMD GP60 No. 1900, the former Rio Grande No. 3154, takes the place of the usual leading Ansco F40PH No. 242 that needed some shop time.

[omegaplus]

# 4,288

Christmas 1994.

A Super Nintendo under the tree? Pshhht! That’s nothing compared to what I got for Christmas a couple of years later. Sure, getting Donkey King Country, Street Fighter II Turbo, and Final Fantasy III (VI in Japan) was great, and Wolverine #50 plus the X-Men Handbook were amazing, but none impacted my life like these six albums did. We were coming closer to the tail-end of golden-era hip-hop. I was in junior year when I had great friends from both Brentwood and Plainview, was part of the wrestling team, and had Hot 97 blasting constantly from my Sony boombox. I also enjoyed heavy snowy weather, holiday memories with family, future crushes, and a few months later I’d take shopping at mom-and-pop music stores life-time seriously.

All six discs - five hip-hop releases and one comedy album - enjoyed non-stop, heavy rotation. Nas won five mics- from The Source for his legendary debut album with other East Coast records from Ill Al Skratch and the DJ Premier-produced Jeru The Damaja. Meanwhile on the West Coast, MC Ren’s first full length post-N.W.A. was a tense chiller and became one of my top five hip-hop albums of all time, while Dr. Dre’s Concrete Roots was a celebratory honor released after The Chronic won it all. Then there’s The Jerky Boys, one of the most memorable comedy releases I own. The (former) team of Johnny Brennan and Kamal Ahmed exploded in fanfare after their original prank-call shenanigans.

I’m happy to say that I still have all of my Christmas gifts from that year. It’s been forever since I played any of those games and I haven’t touched a comic book since leaving Brentwood, but those six albums still get play from time to time.

Nas: Illmatic

MC Ren: Shock Of The Hour

Dr. Dre: Concrete Roots

Ill Al Scratch: Creep Wit’ Me

Jerky Boys: 2

Jeru The Damaja: The Sun Rises In The East

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[gayantony]

actually i do know why there cant be a daniel plainview themed milkshake shop. he drinks MY milkshake so i wouldnt buy it from him, he would just come to my house and drink mine

[theforty7thgamer]

My Top Four Fox Based Worlds For Kingdom Hearts

This list Is based off of Fox properties that I think should be in Kingdom Hearts. Remember these can technically happen since Disney owns Fox.

Spoilers Ahead.

# 4 Raising Hope/Natesville

This is a world to show how even the littlest of towns can contribute to the upcoming Keyblade War. I love to shop at Howdys or a boss fight with Lucy. For a story, I would pick one of the wedding episodes, that or an original story taking place after the series.

Partners: probably none, though though if it had to be somebody it had to be at least one of the Chances or a family friend.

Keyblade: "Here we go (Oh Oh Oh)" (turns into a baby rattle and mobile (with references to the show.))

Bosses: heartless reference of something from the show & Lucy.

(Note: it would not be a bad idea to incorporate a My Name Is Earl reference)

#3 Diary of a wimpy kid/Plainview...Kind of:

I'm not the first one to come up with this, I'll just say that.

My idea for this world is that instead of having is being based off of the movies actual events, If you want to take place within the journal of Greg Heffley.

Heartless are threatening to take over by making the events of the journal (which is from Greg's perspective) into a real version so that it can be prime real estate for a takeover.

I would really like to see a concept like this used for an actual world.

Partners: Greg(either the doodle version of him, or The real Greg acts like a fourth dimensional being and has influence using a pencil) and also Rowley (he is a gold belt in karate last time I checked).

Keyblade: Twisted Wizard™ Blade of Unlocking (transforms into a staff and then a pencil or pen based of The diary of a wimpy kid mythos).

Boss: Twisted Wizard strategy guide come to life, amalgamation of heartless in a form of all the things Greg fears, some third boss based of off heartless.

#2 Bobs Burgers/ Wonder Warf:

Bobs Burgers is my favorite show so of course I would like this to be a world in Kingdom Hearts

The main concept for this world is that what would happen if a world based on realistic fiction, the only forms of fantasy is what if and stories told by the characters, (the most unreal thing is a two-butted goat, and a sea monster and you could chalk it up to a mutation and some superstition.)

Imagine the city that Bobs Burgers takes place in (I only called her Wonder Wharf because it was a well-known name from the show) finding out that the supernatural exists.

I love to see the town adapt to that.

It would also be fun to see the Belchers and the unique story created for this game world.

Partners: If possible, all of the Belchers, but most likely just Bob and Louise.

Keyblade: Good for your heartless (turns into a spatula, and then a Bobs Burgers theme spatula themed spatula.

Bosses: A fake boss fight with either Hugo Jimmy Pesto or Mr Fisheoder, (you get arrested after you land the first hit), and and a boss fight consisting of a heartless based around a concept from the show, like a burger heartless.

# 1 Free Guy/Free City:

At the time of writing this, I just saw the movie Free Guy, and it was really great. I want A world based around the movie or the events after it.

Spoilers ahead

If it takes place during the movie, it should be during the montage of Guy doing good things and go from there.

If it takes place afterward, you can have it be that Antwane Is working with the Heartless to gain back the game so he can get back his money and the heartless can use it to spread misery from the NPCs

With the focus on its being a video game, you can do something along the lines of Tron from the first Kingdom Hearts game.

Partners: Guy, Molotov girl/Millie, and maybe Buddy (he didn't do much combatively but I will be willing to see a change in the script for him).

Keyblade: Free Blade (can transform into a blaster, and then a keyboard)

Bosses: Glitched Dude, Antwan in some shape or form, Reboot,Error, or deletion Heartless.

So that's pretty much about it. I hope one day we will have one of these worlds in Kingdom Hearts, and I hope that day is soon.

If you want to use these ideas in fanfics or in fan art, or want to build upon these ideas, make sure to credit me.

Good day

[omegaremix]

Vinyl Bay 777 shopping list, 2018.

I haven’t visited Plainview since the sordid community college days. It was when I set my best-friend Brandon up with Manzana, the girl I was set up with through one of my friends in senior year. We were over her house with some of her friends for what would be my final get-together there. It felt unusual because it was my only visit there during the community-college era and I already was far removed from everyone I was friends with, friends who helped make-then-break situations. Plainview was great for what it was worth until things started to decline.

Caboose, a former staffer of my time at Stony Brook Press, messaged me last year and announced he was a newly-enlisted music-phile. I never even thought anything else of him during our days at the Press. He then tipped me off of Vinyl Bay 777. Plainview now has a record store, but it came with a slight warning: it would be too pricey. I was meaning to go since hearing of it and it looked real good. Owned by artist and Italian chef Frank Napoli, he wanted his store to stand out and he’s succeeded. Everything of Vinyl Bay 777 looks great, a strong mission statement where everything is clean, graded accurately, and perfectly organized by alphabetical order and genre. It had a professionally-built website where it gave you part of a superbly-organized feel. It was also where I started feeling a slight crunch: I started to browse their inventory on their site and the average / median prices were set a little high. It’s not the whole story as it would take anyone hours to get a more accurate feel of what Vinyl Bay 777 had in store. It was still in the cards for me to visit any way to get the true picture.

All it took to get there was a drive down to the Long Island Expressway (L.I.E., not named after Ron Morelli’s label, regretably) and it was right off its’ closest exit. Located in an industrial area, you need to curve through some buildings to get to some tight parking lots. There it was with a double-mural painting of various iconic musicians in front of the store. I walk in and it did look amazing. It’s tight quarters, but no other record store was such efficient in space and pulled it off looing good. Rows and rows of vinyl. Even more under. Tables with crates of 12″ and 7″ on top of it. Rolling caddies of cassette bins. On the walls are collectible classic records. Shelves upon shelves of CDs. Close to any category you could think of with few exceptions, they have it. Look around and you’ll see some shelves of music-related books, documentaries, and live shows on DVD. More collectibles, vinyl records pinned to the ceiling, action figures, star-studded memorabilia, and Beanie Babies down below. At the front of the counter were magazines ranging from Boys Life to about four bins of Playboy. Hugh Hefner is turning over right now. So far, so good.

As I started browsing through the store, I slowly realized Caboose was right. The lowest common price of any title in the store was $5.77 with few lower exceptions. $7.77, $17.77, $25.77, $39.77, $12.77. Notice a pattern? They price after themselves. Inifinity Records has a few vinyl bins mixed with various titles for $2.76 and I don’t even know the significance of those numbers. It wasn’t the $__.77 that got to me, it was indeed the overall pricing. They priced their stock higher than any other store I seen. Records, cassettes, and discs priced for only a few dollars in other stores were priced two, three, even four times at Vinyl Bay. That went for most of their stock regardless, no artist or genre was treated differently. You could walk away with several hardcore and punk 45′s for a dollar or two somewhere else. Not Vinyl Bay. The entire small shelf of those 45′s were priced enough that it prevented me from taking some of it home. Cassettes were selling for mostly $5.77 to $7.77 where other places still selling them do so for a few dollars less. Ouch.

Even though I still felt the pinch, I still continued to walk through its stock. They had a great selection of jazz, rock, hip-hop, industrial, metal, the classics, and etcetera across all formats. I did have ideas of what I wanted to pick up, and that’s all that became of my visit. I couldn’t help but to hold back because I have had about 15 or 20 titles I wanted to buy, but Vinyl Bay 777′s pricing add up quickly in my head. There were no dollar bins as their grading system and overall aesthetic prevented it, which I do understand. Vinyl Bay 777 vied to be different and it does. It does so by offering a lot of rarites, obscure, and hard-to-find titles not found often and at high-quality. They don’t sell “Dean Martin, Barbra Streisand, Mitch Miller, Andy Williams or showtunes…big band, film scores, or soundtracks.” They sell top-notch titles. It’s for collectors, not for pick-up-and-go artists like myself. I can’t blame them.

It’s a shame, really, because they do have lots of great stuff and they do aim for quality. That’s something Vinyl Bay will bat all the way to home plate. I do understand if a store prices specific titles accordingly by rarity and condition here and there. Because Vinyl Bay is for connoiseurs. They do take their rarity and grading 100% which explains why the average threshold of pricing is higher than most stores. On my end, I didn’t feel any bit accessible. I shop to win, not shop for only one or two things.  I don’t shop according to grade or condition, I shop for quantity and value. I do have the money the spend, but it doesn’t mean I’d want to needlessly overpay on titles I could find in other places for half the price. But I have to say, at least they have integrity. They weren’t the Long Island Vinyl Exchange years ago where half their stock was un-priced and their owner made you pay whatever he said off the top of his head. He was out in less than a year. Remember that.

After 45 minutes, I left Vinyl Bay 777 purchasing nothing. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a great store for those who want it and they do a great job for what they’re set out to do. It’s just not for me. As I walked out, I noticed a sign urging customers to write two reviews on different social media accounts and show them to the store for a 15% discount. Too little, too late. Here’s my review. I’m not coming back.

Vinyl Bay 777 shopping list: no dice.

[chetart]

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[trickkombowerskru]

Rodrick Dates A Popstar

Request: Anonymous: Could you do imagine or HCs abt Rodrick with a pop star girlfriend? Like an Ariana Grande/Britney Spears/Miley Cyrus type of that makes sense

A/N: Thank you for being so patient with me anon, I know you sent his in before the Christmas event, but now it is here! Also yes it is still not new year’s for me on the west coast so I succeed in getting all the prompts done, but word of advice whatever you do don;t do a writing sprint of 30+ prompts in 2 and half days it will drive you a little crazy 

Warnings: None

You two meet when you are doing a signing at the Plainview mall

Greg wanted to surprise Holly and his mother made Rodrick go to look after the two

Which of course he didn't

He probably hits on you without knowing who you are tbh

Like sure he's probably heard your music

But no one in the house watches your videos or anything

You think he's lowkey kind of the cutest thing with the whole "I'm in a band" cool guy act

Before you can get his number

You have to go to the signing

And boy is he shook when he sees you there

Dear lord is he red for hitting on a world famous popstar without even knowing it

You do a surprise mini show with six of your songs

You find him after your set

He was alone because during your show he gave Greg the money their mom rationed out for him so he could shop

And he and Holly were off

"So I saw you in the crowd, just by looking at you I can I'm not really your thing, but what'd you think?"

"Not bad for the stupid cookie cutter popstar stuff,"

You smile and give him a silent chuckle

"Thanks. I kinda want to go into more acoustic stuff or some edgier stuff, but I know the label probably wouldn't let me."

You exchange numbers and daaamn is he nervous to actually text you

But after the initial exchange you two text non stop

Making sure you make another stop in Plainview to see him again

And that is when you actually get together

You give him some backstage passes

And end up kissing

You watching one of his band practices

And while you did genuinely enjoy his drumming and the instrumental

Damn did Ben's singing hurt

At first having to sneak around because of paparazzi

Letting him play for some of your shows

Taking him to award shows

Him cheering so embarrassingly and adorably loud when you win

Him fanboying over his faves

"Babe. Babe. Babe I just saw Green Day. Like I said hi to Billie and everything."

You eventually being able to get a bit of edge you wanted while still staying true to your sound

Rodrick being like "Yeah this song is about me"

To all your newer love songs

Having him be in your music videos

Honestly it's just a really sweet relationship bonded by your love of music

[travelingbytastebuds]

LONG ISLAND CULTURAL RESTAURANTS (with some from NYC) I only picked one restaurant for each country, but there may be several for that particular ethnic cuisine. I have not gone to all of these, so I can’t stand by how good their food may be. And since restaurants unfortunately close all the time, please Google them before just showing up to see if they’re still operating (and what hours they are open as well. Afghanistan - Kabul Restaurant Afghani Cuisine - 1153 E Jericho Turnpike, Huntington, NY 11743

Albania - Gurra Cafe - 2325 Arthur Ave, Bronx, NY 10458

Argentina - Cafe Buenos Aires - 23 Wall St A, Huntington, NY 11743

Australia - The Australian NYC - 20 W 38th St, New York, NY 10018

Austria - Werkstatt - 509 Coney Island Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11218

Azerbaijan - Azerbaijan Grill - 1610 Old Country Rd, Westbury, NY 11590

Bangladesh - Boishakhi - 29-14 36th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106

Belarus - Belarussian Xata - 1655 Sheepshead Bay Rd, Brooklyn, NY 11235

Belgium - BXL Zoute - 50 W 22nd St, New York, NY 10010

Bolivia - Mi Bolivia - 4410 48th Ave, Woodside, New York 11377

Bosnia and Herzegovina - Cevabdzinica Sarajevo - 37-18 34th Ave, Long Island City, NY 11101

Brazil - Villa Brazil Cafe Grill, 4316 34th Ave, Long Island City, NY 11101-1171

Burma - Burmese Bites Food Cart - 5 Ct Square W, Long Island City, NY 11101 Cambodia - Angkor - 408 E 64th St, New York, NY 10065

Chile - San Antonio Bakery - 174 Rockaway Ave, Valley Stream, NY 11580

China - Jade Garden Chinese Restaurant - 555 Route 111, Ste 5, Hauppauge, NY 11788

Colombia - Pollos El Paisa - 989 Old Country Rd, Westbury, NY 11590

Costa Rica - Casa Tica Lounge - 174 E Montauk Hwy, Hampton Bays, Southampton, NY

Côte d’Ivoire - La Savane - 239 W 116th St, New York, NY 10026

Croatia - Dubrovnik Restaurant - 721 Main St, New Rochelle, NY 10801

Cuba - Cafe Havana - 944 W Jericho Turnpike, Smithtown, NY 11787

Cyprus - Mesoyios - 472 Hawkins Ave., Lake Ronkonkoma, NY 11779

Czechia - Koliba - 3111 23rd Ave, Astoria, NY 11105

Dominican Republic - Dominican Restaurant - 1637, 1019 Front St, Uniondale, NY 11553

Ecuador - Ecuadorian - 41-20 34th Ave, Long Island City, NY 11101

Egypt - Mombar - 2522 Steinway St, Queens, NY 11103

El Salvador - Las Brisas De El Salvador - 74 Hempstead Turnpike, West Hempstead, NY 11552

Eritrea - Massawa - 1239 Amsterdam Ave, New York, NY 10027

Ethiopia - Awash - 338 E 6th St, New York, NY 10003

Finland - Smorgas Chef - 58 Park Ave, New York, NY 10016

France - Le Soir - 825 Montauk Hwy, Bayport, NY 11705

Georgia - Pirosmani - 2222 Avenue U, Brooklyn, NY 11229

Germany - The Village Lanterne - 155 N Wellwood Ave, Lindenhurst, NY 11757

Ghana - Accra - 2065 Adam Clayton Powell Jr Blvd, New York, NY 10027

Greece - Kavala Estiatorio - 10-07 50th Ave, Long Island City, NY 11101

Grenada - West Cuisine-Organic Grenadian Cuisine - 916 Clarkson Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11203

Guatemala - Tikal Restaurant - 100 Front St, Greenport, NY 11944

Haiti - Mirelle's Restaurant - 170 Post Ave, Westbury, NY 11590

Honduras - El Rancho Catracho - 131 Jackson St, Hempstead, NY 11550

Hungary - Budapest Cafe - 1631 2nd Ave, New York, NY 10028

India - Curry Kebob House - 585 Medford Ave #1, Patchogue, NY 11772

Indonesia - Sky Cafe - 8620 Whitney Ave, Elmhurst, NY 11373

Ireland - Sullivan's Quay Restaurant and Bar - 541 Port Washington Blvd., Port Washington, NY

Israel - Bar Bolonat - 611 Hudson St, New York, NY 10014

Italy - Branchinelli's Pizza - 555 NY-111, Hauppauge, NY 11788

Jamaica - Island Jerk - 1350 Deer Park Rd, North Babylon, NY 11703

Japan - Hana Traditional Japanese Cuisine - 14 Haven Ave, Port Washington, NY 11050

Korea - Ssambap Korean BBQ - 2350 Nesconset Hwy, Stony Brook, NY 11790

Laos - Khe-Yo - 157 Duane St, New York, NY 10013

Lebanon - Naya - 1057 2nd Ave, New York, NY 10022

Malaysia - Pulau Pinang - 82-84 Broadway, Elmhurst, NY 11373

Mexico - Maria's Mexican & Latin Cuisine - 211 Smithtown Blvd, Nesconset, NY 11767

Morocco - Cafe Mogador - 101 Saint Marks Pl # 1, New York, NY 10009

Nepal - Everest Himalayan Cuisine - 2518 Merrick Rd, Bellmore, NY 11710

New Zealand - The Musket Room - 265 Elizabeth St, New York, NY 10012

Nigeria - DF Nigerian Food Truck - http://www.divineflavoredcatering.com

Pakistan - Shaheen Restaurant - 253 S Broadway, Hicksville, NY 11801

Paraguay - Sabor Guarani Restaurant Bar - 40-04 Bell Blvd, Bayside, NY 11361

Peru - Las Delicias De Mi Tierra - 1262 Suffolk Ave, Brentwood, NY 11717

Philippines - Kabayan Grill - 1640 Front St, East Meadow, NY 11554

Poland - Zagloba Polish Bar and Restaurant - 700 NY-27A, Amityville, NY 11701

Portugal - Churrasqueira Bairrada - 144 Jericho Turnpike, Mineola, NY 11501

Romania - Romanian Garden - 43-06 43rd Ave, Long Island City, NY 11104

Russia - Mari Vanna - 41 E 20th St, New York, NY 10003

Senegal - Joloff - 1168 Bedford Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11216

Serbia - Kafana - 116 Avenue C, New York, NY 10009

Singapore - Chomp Chomp - 7 Cornelia St, New York, NY 10014

Somalia - Safari - 219 W 116th St, New York, NY 10026

South Africa - Madiba - 195 Dekalb Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11205

Spain - España Tapas & Wine Bar - 655 Middle Country Rd, St James, NY 11780

Sri Lanka - Lakruwana - 668 Bay St, Staten Island, NY 10304

Sweden - IKEA Long Island - 1100 Broadway Mall, Hicksville, NY 11801

Switzerland - Cafe Select - 212 Lafayette St, New York, NY 10012

Taiwan - Taiwanese Gourmet - 8402 Broadway, Queens, NY 11373

Thailand - Sawasdee Thai Elevated - 395 S Oyster Bay Rd, Plainview, NY 11803

Trinidad and Tobago - Ali's Trinidad Roti Shop - 1267 Fulton St, Brooklyn, NY 11216

Turkey - Bosphorus Cafe Grill - 138 Shore Rd, Port Washington, NY 11050-2217

Ukraine - Rondel - 2006 Coney Island Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11223

United Kingdom - Jones Wood Foundry - 401 E 76th St, New York, NY 10021

Uruguay - Tabare - 221 S 1st St, Brooklyn, NY 11211

Uzbekistan - Taste of Samarkand - 62-16 Woodhaven Blvd, Middle Village, NY 11379

Venezuela - Arepas Cafe - 33-07 36th Ave, Astoria, NY 11106

Vietnam - Saigon Casa - 4747 Nesconset Hwy, Port Jefferson Station, NY 11776

Yemen - Yemen Café - 176 Atlantic Ave, Brooklyn, NY 11201

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[ Kim bora ‘SUA’ female , 23] Let’s give a warm welcome to one of Sparkwood’s finest, Anna marie lebeau "ROGUE" Before coming here, She/her once lived on the pages of X-MEN. Though now they currently spend most of their time as a(n) CASHIER AT RECORD SHOP. If you ask the townsfolk about what they are like, you will hear that they are PATIENT but also CLOSED OFF If they had a theme song it would be UNTITLED- KNUCKLEPUCK .Let’s see how their story unravels this time. [ nicole , cst, CST, she/her ]

General Info

Full Name: Anna -Marie Lebeau

Age: 23

Nicknames: rouge

DOB: November 7th

Hometown: Caldecott County, MS

Current Location: Sparkswood, VA

Nationality: Korean-American

Gender: Female

Orientation: Biromantic Demisexual

Occupation: Cashier at Record Store

Living Arrangements: Plainview Apartments

Language(s) Spoken: English

Physical Info

Faceclaim: Kim Bora “SUA”

Height: 5'4

Hair: Dark Auburn or Brown depends on her mood

Eyes:Blue

Tattoos: All the planets (Including Pluto) under her boob, and a heart on her butt cheek she got when she was freshly 18 and wanted to be a bit rebellious and A full metal alchemist tattoo of a trans-mutation circle on her arm.

Piercings: Nose and Septum, a lot of ear piercings.

Clothing Style:Very hippie like dresses, or your typical goth girlfriend, really depends on her mood but either way she wears it well

Usual Expression: Always smiling it’s rare to ever see him without a smile on his face.

Personality

Positive: loyal,Empathetic, Good-natured

Negative:Reckless, careless, stubborn

Goals/Desires: Just wanting something that feels like home instead of a temporary place

Hobbies: She enjoys sitting at home and drinking wine, isn’t the most social but she is trying to better herself of that habit.

Habits: Pushing People away to keep them away from her baggage that is her life, she doesn’t think she deserves anything good convinced everything she touch turns to shit.

Family

Father: Owen Lebeau

Mother:Priscilla Lebeau

Pet(s): Not any yet but she really has been considering rescuing an animal for some company.