yooo so i always have certain fallback bands of different genres that I listen to when I don’t know what else to listen to, and i feel like it gives a good glimpse of someone’s taste. i’d looove to have more to listen to, so add yours to this post!
some of mine: sublime, la dispute, atmosphere, staind, AJJ
Title: Sweet Treats, Now Gimme The Deets Fandom: Endless Summer Prompt: For the anon who requested “This is girl talk, so leave” (JakexMC) from @choicesimaginesandmore! (I hope this satisfies your request! I had a lot of fun writing it 💖) Word Count: 1282
Summary: Quinn, Michelle, and M/C didn’t know it would lead to this, but somehow a plate of desserts got M/C accidentally sharing her potential interests in a certain pilot.
The sun sets, painting the mysterious
atmosphere of La Huerta glorious shades of purples, pinks, and oranges. A cool breeze sweeps through the abandoned
Celestial, which has recently been taken over by ten college kids, an
oh-so-optimistic tour guide, and a disgruntled pilot. Another day has passed since they’ve landed
on the island, and they have yet to discover any new leads. As the days go by, they grow more tired. Determined,
but still tired.
It’s important to treat yourself after
a long day’s work. Thus, the entire gang
has chosen to hang by the pool – whether they be sipping a beer by the hot tub,
playing water games in the pool, chatting by the bar or lounge chairs, they’re
all having fun forgetting the situation they’re stuck in. They were all enjoying the outdoors, all
“Tell me about it.”
Seated together in the hotel’s
restaurant is you, Quinn, and Michelle, murdering the plate of chocolate-coated
strawberries in front of you that Quinn found in the kitchen. “This is the best thing that has happened to
me since we landed here. Thank you, Quinn,” Michelle moans
through the strawberry she stuffs in her mouth.
“Of course! Everyone can use a little
something sweet.” The redhead says giddily.
“Seriously, though – mmph, these are so good – If I were to die on this
island, I could die happy now.” You join the others in devouring the
“Desserts always make me happy,” Quinn
continues, “I think it’s the best way to treat yourself after a long day of
Michelle gulps down her food quickly,
so she can open her mouth to speak. “I
know that feeling,” She points at Quinn, referring to what she said. “When I spent countless nights applying for
med schools, Sean would occasionally stop by my house with these mini macaroons,
and we’d eat them together while we caught up with each other days.” Her eyes gleam with reminiscence as her mind
wanders off to the memory of her ex-love.
Quinn clears her throat. “How are
you feeling since the breakup, Michelle?
That is – if you don’t mind me asking.
I know it must be hard.”
Michelle’s blonde hair bounces on her
shoulder and she leans back on her seat.
She sighs deeply, and closes her eyes for a short moment. “It still hurts,” She mumbles wearily, “I
regret how it ended, everyday. But –“ She sighs again, this time to clear her
thoughts, “I did what I did. And I have
to face the consequences. Which…is why I
shouldn’t be stopping him – indirectly - from pursuing other people.”
Her eyes shift to you. You return her eye contact for a bit, not
knowing why she’s looking at you that way. Then it hits you.
Um, thanks Michelle.” You give
her a small smile. “But, I’m not
interested in Sean.”
“You’re not?” She raises her eyebrows as you shake your
head, a little surprised.
Quinn pipes up, “I bet I know who M/C likes,” She beams. “It’s the pilot, isn’t it?”
“Quinn, I do not…”
Now you’re beaming back. You don’t want
to admit to your new friends that you’re developing a little crush on Jake
McKenzie, but you don’t want to lie to them either. The thought of being near him, talking to
him, exchanging quick glances with each other, makes your heart flutter.
“Ohmigod, M/C’s totally trying not
to blush right now. Is it Jake?” Michelle lights up excitedly, “It’s Jake,
The three of you spin around to see
the man of the hour, scruffy five’o’clock shadow and all, strolling over to
your table. His dog tags bounce off his
chest each step he takes. “Speak of the
devil…” You mutter underneath your breath.
“Hi Jake,” Quinn gestures to the plate
on the table. “Chocolate-dipped
“Don’t mind if I do,” Jake snatches
one from the platter and pops it in his mouth with no hesitation. “You never answered my question. What’s Jake?”
“Oh, nothing. We were just talking about you.” Michelle
answers coyly. You suppress the urge to
shoot her a look.
“I don’t blame you, there’s plenty
about me to talk about,” The pilot smirks.
“Anyway, I was just wondering if I could steal Princess here for a walk
around the hotel.”
“What makes you think I want to go on
a walk with you?” You raise your eyebrows in retort.
“What makes me think you don’t?”
Jake’s grinning at you, and you can’t
help but grin back. “Touché,” You mindlessly lick your lips. “I’ll join you in a bit. Meet you on the
“Cool.” He’s about to walk away, but
notices the side-eyes and smirks Quinn and Michelle are secretly throwing each
“…Am I interrupting
something? It looks like Pippi and
Maybelline here are trying to eye-fuck each other.”
“We’re not the only ones eye-fucking
each other on the island,” Michelle teases, which she in return gets a giggle
from Quinn, and a nudge from you underneath the table.
“Oh yeah? Care to share the deets?” Jake raises his eyebrows in amusement and
reaches for another strawberry. “This is
one of the calmer days on this island.
If one of you kids is pining over someone, now’s the time to fill me
Quinn shoots you a quick glance,
before resting her head on her hand and smiling innocently at Jake. “We’ll tell you later.”
“Why not now?”
we’re in the middle of Girl Talk™, and somebody
is invading our sesh.” You smile at
the pilot smugly. “So, Jake, this is the part where you leave.”
Jake lets out a little snort and
playfully raises his hands up in defense.
“Alright, alright,” He announces as he takes a few steps
back. He makes eye contact with you, a
look of determination and expectancy. “Meet
you on the benches, Princess.”
As soon as he strides away, you snap
your head back to Michelle and Quinn, who are both biting their lips and raising
their eyebrows at you. “I hate you
both,” You say teasingly. Quinn tries to
stifle a giggle, and you shoot her a look.
“He wants to ravish you so bad.” She responds giddily.
“Oh my god,” You roll your eyes in
denial, but can’t help to smirk at the whole situation that just went
“Oh, he so does,” Michelle sips her glass of water slyly, “And you should
go for it too. Sex with older men is
usually great – and Jake looks like someone who would definitely have you
quivering and moaning so loud the entire hall can – “
“I – okay. This is my cue to leave.” You feel your face growing hot and gently push
yourself up from you seat, “Great talk you guys - but - I have walking duties to
duties,” Quinn airquotes and winks at you.
“Walking duties – without the
You glance at the two of them amusingly - and they return the same look -
once more before turning around. “I’m
gonna go.” You declare and strut away.
“See you later!”
“Make good decisions, M/C!” Quinn chirps. Their giggles grow more faint the
further you walk away from them, and closer to the pilot.
You don’t know this
yet, but that moment of bonding between the three of you will last in your
memories for a lifetime.
“Hey, Princess,” Jake calls out as he
sees you walking out of the Celestial. “You
gonna fill me in on who’s been mentally stripping the other off?”
“Oh, you haven’t noticed?” You tease, “Sean’s been giving you the look ever since we hopped off your plane.”
Jake looks dumbfounded for a
second. “I hope to god you’re joking.”
As a repeat of yesterday’s DOR by day and DOR lifting by late afternoon, we saw the typical June clean-up process in the atmosphere in LA. The skies looked “smoggy” during the day, and downtown LA and even nearby Baldwin Hills were obscured by pollution. But the energy was much clearer than yesterday and the cleaning process was swift. By evening, all the way to the horizon, one could see clean and clear blue skies and a soft marine layer emerged from the “smog.” In the second row you can see Baldwin Hills before the DOR lifting and after. Tomorrow morning we will awake to June gloom again. Marine layer is an orgone transmutation.
Sam and Mercedes do end up together, of
course, but it takes awhile for them to get there. They both have an
unspoken understanding that they will probably, at some point and when they are
ready, end up together.