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A/N: Promised @juniebugg I would follow up on this little blurb so here it is! ngl, i got mad horny writing this. i think it'll show lolololol hope u like it. please reblog, yall. sharing is caring.
Warnings: smut, no protection (wrap it up and stay safe), cumplay (i think?), language, NOT SAFE FOR MINORS
Word count: 1,332 (got a lil carried away but this aint nothing compared to the sfw alphabet head canons i got in the works for David Loki. If anyone would like to read that, lemme know!)
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John couldn’t look more relaxed. The sunshine radiating in from the window behind the couch felt warm against your face. His head fell back against the couch with a long moan as he watched you through his lustful half lidded blue eyes. Calloused fingers combed through your hair, pushing it away from your face. Praises fell from his lips like constant prayers, encouraging you to continue as your cheeks hallowed against his harden dick. He was so turned on. You could feel him twitch in your mouth as you bobbed up and down, sucking his cock.
Releasing his shaft with a wet pop, you let your hand substitute your mouth and wrapped it around his shift to soothe him. He was so close to cumming, but you had other plans for him.
“God, baby. That was fucking close” he panted softly with his legs spread wide open.
You giggled and slowed the pace of your hand to calm him, peppering kisses up the soft flesh of his thighs. When your lips latched around his left ball, he used every drop of restraint in his bones to control himself. He was ready to cum right there, but he couldn’t let the fun be over already. His eyes darkened as he felt your tongue against his skin as your lips pressed to add just enough pressure to deliciously tease him. He adored the tinge of pain rising through his body, heightening his pleasure even more.
The mere sight of his mouth gaping open in an O shape when your hand gave his tip a squeeze along with your mouth on his balls - altering from left to right and right to left to ensure they’d both receive the deserving attention - left your pussy tingling. You could feel your wetness slipping from the entrance; your pussy lips were slick and coated in his saliva as they rubbed smoothly against each other, aching for his cock as you relished in the taste of his saltiness. The pressure in your core kept building and building as you felt the ghost of his tongue probing your pussy. You closed your eyes for a moment to remember the burn of his thick beard as his mouth engulfed your cunt, devouring and savoring your taste. Your clit began to throb just thinking about how it tingled when he sucked on it.
“Come up here” he ordered in a soft voice.
As you moved to straddle his lap, his hands were quick to slide under the fabric of your oversized sleep shirt. Really, it was just an old Metallica t-shirt that used to be his until you’d started living together in your first apartment.
You didn’t even see where the shirt had fallen to. All you could concentrate on was how warm and wet his mouth felt latching on your nipple. Your chest arched instinctively into his touch, splaying your breasts to the warmth of the sun and his saliva. His hair was soft to the touch as your fingers immediately tangled in his rich brown locks. You leaned your head down to watch him hungrily suck your tits. The minty scent of his 2 in 1 men’s shampoo filled your nostrils. His large hands kneaded your breasts as he altered between them until he finally pulled back.
“These are so fucking beautiful, you know that? Could suck your tits all fucking day.” He grinned mischievously as his hands shook your tits, making them jiggle for his amusement. “Goddamn, baby,” he whispered slipping a hand down to feel your drenched pussy lips, “you’re fucking soaking for me. I wanna see this. Lay down for me?”
His shit-eating grinned grew from ear to ear once you laid back on the couch. He moved to kneel on the floor between your legs, his sweaty hairy chest glistening in the afternoon sun. Your pussy gushed being on full display for him. With the kids, the auto-shop and the house to take care of, you and John had been restricted to quickies in the laundry room of the house or his office at the shop after closing time. It’d been a while since you were able to get as naughty as you wanted to. But with the kids away at school, John’s time off and your long absence of sexual satisfaction at each other’s hands, you could not pass up the opportunity.
“Missed this pussy so fucking much. Feels so good, all wet for me” he mumbles too focused admiring your cunt as his thumbs pulled your lips apart only to squeeze them back together teasing your clit with the pressure of his thumbs. His cock slid between your lips as he smirked widely, watching how his teasing actions made you squirm and grind you against his dick. You needed the friction; you were about to burst inside with arousal brimming at the edge of your control.
“Easy, sweetheart. I’ll give you what you want. Lemme play a bit huh?” He chuckled lowly with his eyes fixed on how your pussy lips engulfed him, sandwiching his dick between the slick folds.
“Look how pretty you look with my cock like this. A little cock sandwich,” he chuckled at his own joke, tapping your sensitive nub with the heavy hard head of his shaft. “I think I might just cum in your pussy and on it too.” You nodded smiling widely at the thought of your cunt being coated in his seed.
His hips moved back as his hands held your knees back, folding you in half to keep your pussy on display for him. You could scream from excitement. Just feeling his cock easing its way into you was enough to get you off at this point.
“F-Fuck. Nice and slow. I love watching your wet pussy swallow this cock. Wraps around it so good,” he groaned staring at your puffy lips as he bottomed out with his groin pressed to your cunt. “Play with your tits for me, sweetheart?”
How could you not when he asks with such a sweet soft voice?
His hips pulled back out slowly until he was all the way out and pushed back into your pussy painstakingly slow a couple of times. Then, he pushed back in with a hard thrust that made your body jerk. You began to beg and he smirked watching your face as you spread your legs as wide as possible.
Your breasts bounced wildly as his hips sped up. Your slick became audible as your pussy squelched around his cock and stuck to the skin of his groin. You’d never looked more beautiful to him than now, with your pussy full of his cock, taking in every inch as your tits jerked in circles from the harshness of his hips. The only moments he could tear his eyes away from your body was when they closed, trying to hold back his orgasm.
His movements grew harder and untamed. He was as close as you were. Watching your hand rub your clit as his cock pounded your wet flesh, the loud echoing slaps of skin, the panting and moaning of your despair growing louder, it was all too much. You felt the pressure explode inside you and released your orgasm on him, legs trembling from the overstimulation. Fingers tightening against the supple flesh of your thighs, he finally gave in and coated your walls with his cum with a wild growl.
He pulled his cock out carefully, trying to keep his white load in your open hole. Using his tip, he pushed the pearly white cream from your hole and spread it up and down over your swollen folds to coat you inside and out.
“My girl, my wife, and now my little filthy fucking cumslut” he chuckled breathing heavily as he leaned to kiss you tenderly, holding your face in his hands like a precious jewel to be admired.
“Good thing the kids have soccer practice after school ‘cause I’m only getting started.”
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Call me?
John Marino x Fem!reader
Summary- John is away for a hockey game against the canes and all he wants to do when he gets back to his hotel room is to call you, his best friend.
Warnings- smut, phone sex, masturbation (m), dirty names, Johnnys sharing a room with someone (😇), itty bitty daddy kink
Words- 1.1k
John had been so busy with his schedule with the NJ Devils that he almost never had time to spend with me. Us two had been best friends since High school then Harvard and were pretty much inseparable since then. Even his twin brother, Paul, considered me family. Today was no different for his lack of time for me. He traveled to Raleigh, North Carolina for a game against the canes. Growing up, I always watched the Canes because that was my family's team but now that I’m so close with John, Itend to only watch the teams that he’s currently on. First the Oilers, then Penguins, and now the Devils.
Even though I am seven hours away from him at the moment I still turned the game on the tv and watched for John. The game was insanely tight and nerve wracking, going into overtime still 0-0, I knew John would be upset. What made it even worse was the winning goal, the winning goal that the opposing team got. The buzzer going off and sirens going off to let everyone know that the Canes won. I sigh softly and turn off the tv. I pick up my phone and text John to call me when he’s back at the hotel.
I go about my night, laying down for bed, scrolling through my phone in the darkness as I wait for my best friend to call me. I turn on a movie and in about fifteen minutes I hear my phone ring softly. I pause the tv and pick up my phone, my face being softly illuminated by the tv. John looked as if he had just gotten out of the shower, presumably in the bathroom with water dripping out of his curly hair.
I spoke up first, already knowing how he felt about the game. “Johnny” I smile softly, “I watched the game. You played so well.”. He laughs and shakes his hair then runs his hand through it. He sits his phone on the counter and I become aware that he’s shirtless and just has a towel around his waist. I’m suddenly so glad my face is barely lit up, I knew he couldn't see my face change to a softer red color. “Didn’t play good enough.” he sighs then looks in the mirror, looking disappointed but then he looks at the phone and grabs it, walking out of the bathroom.
“How was your day, y/n?” he asks in a hush whisper. His face could no longer be seen on facetime, only a dark screen. I just assumed the player he was bunnking with had already gone to bed and he didn’t want to disturb them. I smile softly and start off from the beginning, like John always told me to do. He always wanted to know every detail, boring, exciting, he always wanted to know if I met anyone new or if I saw a pretty sunset. He especially loved hearing about my days when he was away for a game.
“Nothing much, same old same old.” I start off, “I got coffee this morning then went straight to work…” I think for a moment. “Kinley”, my work best friend, “introduced me to her new boyfriend. He was okay I guess, she’s had worse. I got off of work early and went out to eat with my mom at this fancy restaurant down by the coastline.” I smile at the memory, “It was freezing.” I trail off. “I ate those leftovers for dinner and I watched the first two Twilight movies… I’m on the third one now.” I laugh softly. I realize that Johnny has gone quiet but he’s ever this quiet when I talk about my days, he normally comments all through it.
“Why’d you stop talking?” He asks in a light, breathy voice. I knew something was up and I rolled my eyes. “Thought you got bored of my day.” I smile. “No. K-keep talking.” he tells you and you raise your brows. “I- um, well I mean I watched the game but other than that I didn’t do anything else. You did play well, Though.” “Yeah?” he asks breathlessly. “Yeah.” I responded, “You looked good in that fight too.” I tease and laugh softly. I hear what sounds like a whimper come from his end of the call. “You okay, Johnny?” no response, seconds later he lets out a soft groan. “Johnny?” “Keep talking” he nearly moans out, “Please?”. I finally realize what he’s doing.
“You could’ve just told me”. Me and John never dated but we were each other's first everything. First kiss, first smoking buddy, first fuck, basically first everything that counts. I sigh and lay back down on my bed. “I could’ve sent you something to help you” I say confidently. “Fuck, y/n… you can’t just make empty promises like that.” He moans, then bites his lip so his roommate doesn’t wake up. “It wasn’t empty… still need help?” “y/n, baby, please be a good girl and help me.” He bites back another moan. “Yes, sir” I say jokingly and set my phone down and pull off my shirt swiftly. I lay back on the bed again but this time I angle the camera so I can show off my bare breasts this time. “Better?” I ask innocently.
He moans out a ‘fuck’ and groans softly. “y/n, baby, I wish I were there to mark those pretty little tits, to cum on them… such a good girl f’me, hm? Like being a good girl for daddy?”. I smirk mischievously, he hasn’t said anything like that since college and it made a pool of wetness form in my panties. “Love being a good girl for you daddy.” I keep my smirk as I move my hand up and squeeze one of my tits, pinching the nipple and rolling it in my finger. “Fuck Johnny,” I whimper, “miss you s’much, wish it were you here doing this f’me.” I slur my words and my lips form into a soft smile as I hear a raspy groan from his end and I knew he was close. “Come on, daddy,” I egg him on, “Cum f’me, pretend you’re cumming in me… god, I wish you were.” I bite my lip and look straight into the camera.
The flash suddenly comes on his camera, and I get a clear view of his abs twitching as he cums all over his stomach. “Made me make a mess” He huffs teasingly. I laugh softly and readjust the camera as I put my shirt back on then I bring it back to my face as it was at the beginning of the call. “Johnny, baby, get some rest. You gotta travel all the way to Seattle tomorrow.”. He groans in protest, “What about you? There’s no way you aren’t horny right now.” “Guess you’ll have to make it up to me when you come home for the game against the kings, hm?”
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Yall, I kinda ate this one up
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Camp Willowdale / JJ Maybank AU / PART 8
Synopsis: Camp Willowdale is buzzing with new campers. It’s Caroline Windsor’s first year as a camp counsellor after attending the camp as a camper for ten years. Little does she know that this year Willowdale Lake is going to be a little different from what she is used to it being…
Warnings: future chapters may include curse words, mentions of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sexual activities, mentions of death.
Pairings: JJ Maybank x fem OC Part 1 ; Part 2 ; Part 3 ; Part 4; Part 5 ; Part 6 ; Part 7
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Part 8 –
49 days of summer camp left
Caroline sat in her bed, hugging her knees against her chest. Her and JJ had the afternoon off and despite his attempts to lure her into hanging out, and her infatuation with the boy, she’d turned him down, wanting to spend a few hours alone with herself to compose her thoughts. It had been exactly two weeks since the night Madison disappeared. No one had bothered to mess with the campers since then, the bonfire area hadn’t been touched and no dead animals were found in anyone’s suitcase. To the rest of the camp, this seemed like victory; to Caroline – it seemed like the calm before the storm.
During their first day at Camp Willowdale, all of the counselors had been given a Willowdale-branded set of items they’d have to use during their stay. It came with the obvious STAFF t-shirts, sweaters and hats, but it also consisted of other things – such as the thermoses Caroline and JJ were still using to sneak whiskey into their daily routines, and notebooks in which they were advised to plan out their group’s daily schedules. Caroline however had been using her notebook for other purposes. She’d become so obsessed with Madison’s case, that every little thing that happened on camp grounds and seemed even a little out of the ordinary, immediately became a clue to her, which she’d hastily scribble down in her notebook. It had only been two weeks since the disappearance of Madison Hague and Caroline had already filled about a quarter of the pages of her hefty notebook with potential clues and leads. She kept rereading her notes, trying to think of something – anything – that they could do to help them solve the mystery, however nothing was coming to her. Ever since the dress incident, Caroline and her friends hadn’t found anything else that could relate to Madison, though Caroline was glad that none of them had given up on their mission.
Caroline was so deep in her own thoughts, she nearly jumped at the sound of a sudden knock on the door. She quickly closed her notebook and tucked it under her mattress and went to open the door, revealing a panting JJ leaning on the doorframe.
“Hey, C,” he breathed.
“JJ, what’re you doing here? I told you I -”
JJ cut her off by pushing past her and walking into her cabin, “Yeah, yeah, you wanna be alone, I know,” he sat on her bed, taking his snapback off, “but I was thinking… you’ve been so busy with the kids and with the whole Madison thing, and believe me – I really appreciate you for being like that, but -”
Caroline crossed her arms, “Where are you going with this?”
JJ sighed, “You’ve just totally forgotten how to have fun, C,” he said, “The primary reason that we all came here was to have fun and look at you – you barely eat, or sleep, or do anything other than your counselor duties and this whole Madison investigation thing…” JJ sighed again, looking at the hat in his lap and playing with its adjustable strap, “All I’m saying, C, is what if Madison really did go home and you’ve just wasted all this energy on nothing…Thing is,” JJ looked up into her eyes, “I miss you, the old you, and I know that that you’s still somewhere in there, it’s just this whole Madison thing blocking it.” he placed the hat back on his head and stood up, walking towards Caroline, “Hang out with me now,” he said, stopping directly in front of her and lifting her chin up so that she was facing him, “And I promise we’ll think about Madison later,”
Caroline couldn’t really process what was going on. JJ was touching her and standing in such an intimate distance from her, that she could basically feel his breath on her face. For a second she forgot all about Madison, and the dead owl, and the bonfire area. All she could think about was JJ Maybank, who had just told her that he misses her and wants to “hang out with her”. Caroline stood there, lost in thought. What if he was right? What if Madison really did go home and that dress never even belonged to her? What if it was Jenna Kinley’s all along and Sarah had just gotten the perfume wrong? What if JJ really did miss her because he liked her as more than a friend? No, no, that couldn’t be it. But what if –
“Um, Carrie?” JJ’s voice suddenly broke her out of her trans, “So d’you wanna do something together or -”
“Yes!” she said, a little too excitedly for her own taste, of course I’d like to hang out with you, JJ, she thought, “What do you want to do?”
JJ’s face immediately lit up at her words, “Well I was thinking perhaps a picnic?”
Caroline raised an eyebrow, “Don’t picnics require food? We don’t have access to anything unless it’s mealtime,”
“Yeah, but we do have whiskey,” JJ winked with a mischievous look on his face, walking towards the storage room of the girls’ cabin where they still had a few bottles of alcohol left.
Caroline rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless – this was going to finally be her first date with JJ Maybank. Well, sort of.
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The afternoon sun was low in the sky, casting a beautiful orange reflection onto the peaceful water of lake Willowdale. Caroline and JJ had taken a seat on the lakefront, drinking their whiskeys and admiring the sunset, reminiscing the days when they were kids again.
“D’you remember that one summer when Rafe Cameron got food poisoning and ended up barfing on stage at the Will-all-hail banquet?” JJ laughed at the memory.
Caroline frowned, thinking about it, “Beats having Rafe Cameron as your counselor by a mile,”
JJ turned to look at her, eyebrows raised, “Rafe was a counselor here?” his tone almost sounding amused.
Caroline nodded, “Oh yeah,” she smirked, “For the same reason as Sarah – too stuck up for his own good so their dad shipped him over here as a punishment,”
JJ snorted, “I mean that family is pretty far up their own ass,”
“They have a sister too,” said Caroline, “I haven’t seen her around here though, so we at least know that one of them must be doing something right,”
The pair laughed at the thought of their spoiled friend and her older brother.
“Man, I missed this place,” said JJ suddenly, leaning back on his elbows.
His tone sounded different as he looked at the horizon and Caroline could sense that something wasn’t right, “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask -”
“Parents got divorced,” JJ quickly explained, “And unfortunately for me, my dad got custody,” he sighed, “Somehow my mom was deemed ‘incapable’ of taking care of me because she couldn’t financially afford to. Load of bullshit, if you ask me,”
“But my mom -”
“Yeah, they still talk,” said JJ, knowing what Caroline was about to say, “I still see my mom every other weekend, you know, it’s not the end of the world,” he smiled at Caroline reassuringly, “It’s just living with my old man meant working for my cut at home, which also meant summer jobs back in Kildare,”
“So that’s where you’ve been all this time…” whispered Caroline, mostly to herself, however JJ heard her.
“Yeah,” he responded, “Now that I’m old enough to be a counselor here and actually get paid for coming to summer camp I thought why not? Besides, your mom did tip mine off that you’d be here too,” he winked at Caroline, making her blush.
“Yeah, about that,” she said apologetically, “My mom likes to yap a lot, I wouldn’t take most of what she says seriously,”
“Well you are here, aren’t you?” said JJ, his face slightly leaning in towards Caroline’s.
Holy shit, this was it. Caroline was about to kiss JJ Maybank after a decade of fawning over him. Shit, shit, shit, she hadn’t really kissed anyone since that idiot from her class planted one on her at prom. What if she was a bad kisser? What if she’d forgotten how to kiss? As JJ closed his eyes and leaned even closer, Caroline decided to push the doubtful thoughts to the side as she closed her eyes too, leaning in towards him too. Their faces were inches apart, hearts pounding in their chests and, just as their lips were finally about to meet –
“There you are!” Sarah’s loud voice came from the hill behind them, startling them and making them both jump and immediately pull apart and straighten up. John B stumbled after her.
Caroline coughed awkwardly, trying to cover up the shame and embarrassment she was currently feeling, “Sarah… what are you doing here?”
With a knowing smirk on her face, Sarah put both hands on her hips, “Nothing,” she sing-sang, obviously finding the whole situation hilarious, “I’m sure it can wait,” she winked down at Caroline, while John B was waving around frantically behind Sarah at JJ, mouthing the words “DID YOU BONE?!” quite obviously.
JJ groaned as he stood up, helping Caroline up as well, “We’re all yours now, Sarah, what’s up?”
“Well me and John B had the afternoon free as well, so we went out front to his van and you’ll never believe what was taped to the door,”
“Wait, why’d you go to his van in the first place?”
Sarah rolled her eyes, “That’s beside the point now, Carrie, look” she shoved a piece of paper in the girl’s hands.
As Caroline unfolded the paper, the group gathered around her to look at what was written on it - 41° 56’ 54.3732” N, 87° 39’ 19.2024” W.
“I have no idea what that means though,” confessed Sarah.
“Looks like coordinates to me,” said JJ.
“Hey, that’s what I said!” gasped John B, “But Sarah didn’t want to believe me,”
“Does anyone know how to read geographical coordinates?” JJ looked at his friends.
“Do I look like Google Maps to you?” asked Sarah.
“You’re right,” Caroline said as an idea sparked in her mind, “We can’t read coordinates, but I know someone who can,”
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“I’m just saying, Miss P,” JJ spoke confidently once the group was inside Pricilla’s office, “Now’s about the best time to host the traditional yearly treasure hunt,”
Pricilla squinted up at JJ through her pink glasses from where she was sat at her desk, “Keep talking, Maybank,”
“Don’t you think it’s a bit odd that it’s already been two weeks and none of these kids can read a compass yet?” continued JJ, earning a slow nod from the camp director, “Think about it, Miss P – Willowdale ain’t Willowdale without its treasure hunt,”
As JJ spoke, the rest of the group were silently praying behind him that his charismatic way with manipulating will work on Pricilla, giving them an excuse to ask her to decipher the mysterious coordinates they had gotten their hands onto. The old lady leaned back in her old leather chair and looked at JJ skeptically for a while, adding to the already built up tension.
“Give me a few days to map out the course and set up the coordinates,” she finally spoke, causing everyone in the group to silently cheer behind JJ. As they thanked her and turned to leave, she spoke up again, “Oh, and Maybank,” she called, everyone turning to look at her, “No funny business,”
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A/N: Finally some normal camp activities. Thank you for reading so far, I would greatly appreciate you letting me know what you think about the story and the characters xxx
tags: @k-k0129 ; @hayleyy-l ; @marvellover04 ; @dumbasscorn ; @thrown-off-her-rhythm
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The dining table (fluff between Jake Gyllenhaal x reader)
Clair de lune (fluff between Jake Gyllenhaal x reader)
High Horse (angst between Quentin Beck x reader)
Lush (smut between Jake Gyllenhaal x reader)
Cell Block Tango (smut between Detective Loki x reader)
Stand in the sun (fluff between Jake Gyllenhaal x reader)
HEADCANONS 🍊
Boyfriend!Jake headcanons
Best Friend!Jake headcanons part 1, part 2, part 3 and part 4 (different storyline)
Dad!Jake headcanons: Build a Bear & Part 2.
Leo Gyllenhaal (reader and Jake’s dog) & Part 2
Valentine’s Day with Jake headcanons
Fratboy!Jake headcanons
Hickeys headcanons for Jake
Elwood Dalton and Plus size!reader headcanons
MISC 🍊
Your camera roll if Jake Gyllenhaal was your boyfriend
Jake helping you when you have your period Part 1 & Part 2 & Part 3
Gyllenholland one shot: Movie Matinée.
Gyllenholland x Reader one shot: Adore you (Birthday boy!Jake, MFM threesome).
You Won’t Play, You’re No Fun (smut between Chris Evans x reader)
A Midsummer Night’s Dream (smut between Tom Hiddleston x reader)
KINKMAS 2020 (prompt list) 🍊
Vanilla Sex with Tom Holland
Edging with Jamie Randall
Breeding Kink with Tom Holland
Degradation & Public Sex with (rapper!)Jake Gyllenhaal
Blow job & Praise Kink with (frat!)Tom Holland
Cockwarming with (Mob!)Jake Gyllenhaal
Thigh Humping & Praise Kink with Tom Holland
Thigh Humping with Quentin Beck
Public Sex with (rapper!)Jake Gyllenhaal
Degradation Kink & Boob job with Tom Holland
Breeding Kink with Jake Gyllenhaal
Kinkmas tag
KINKMAS 2021 (introduction) 🍊
Day 1: Cum play & Aftercare with Sub!Jake
Day 2: Titty fuck with Sugar Daddy!Jake
Day 3: Public sex & Cockwarming with Fratboy!Jake
about me 🍊
Laurie, she/her, 25 years-old, Virgo
Bisexual & Biromantic
French Canadian
AO3 (tbd)
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Radix Dance Convention Nationals, Las Vegas 2021 Results
Core Performer:
(Top 3/4 in Bold)
Mini Female
Top 20:
Emily Jungmann
Isabella Kouznetsova
Skylar Wong
Madelyn Murphy
Carrigan Paylor
Kate Baldwin
Madison Carmody
Karyna Majeroni
Elizabeth Bilecki
Sasha Milstein
Diana Kouznetsova
Ellary Day Szyndlar
Tiara Sherman
Fiona Wu
Savannah Manzel
Camila Giraldo
Victoria Martinez
Georgia Beth Peters
Addison Price
Regan Gerena
Winner: Carrigan Paylor
Mini Male
Top 7:
Elias Elkind
Karson Koller
Santiago Sosa
Julian Aranda
Michael Cash Savio
Nico Dahl
Josh Lundy
Winner: Michael Cash Savio
Junior Female
Top 20:
Kendyl Fay
Daniela SanGiacomo
Kinley Andrews
Laci Stoico
Haileigh Brennan
Crystal Huang
Giselle Gandarilla
Kira Chan
Rylee Young
Kaili Kester
Taytum Ruckle
Maddie Ortega
Angelina Elliott
Anya Inger
Gracyn French
Aaliyah Dixon
Brinkley Pittman
Breanna Bieler
Alexis Mayer
Madison Ronquillo
Winner: Crystal Huang
Junior Male
Top 6:
Johnny Gray
Zachary Gibson
Haiden Neuville
Wyatt Brisson
Ayden Nguyen
Coltrane Vodicka
Winner: Coltrane Vodicka
Teen Female
Top 25:
Destanye Diaz
Izzy Howard
Kaitlyn Ortega
Jada Specht
Emily Madden
Harlow Ganz
Sabine Nehls
Dyllan Blackburn
Antonia Gonzalez
Brooklyn Law
Isabella Lynch
Avery Cashen
Charlie Kautzer
Valadie Cammack
Kiarra Waidelich
Isabel Joves
Olivia Magni
Rachel Loiselle
Mia Ibach
Cydney Heard
Madison Marshall
Kaylinn Rees
Hayden Frazier
Addison Middleton
Carly Thinfen
Winner: Kiarra Waidelich
Teen Male
Top 21:
Trent Grappe
Jack Brokaw
Luke Barrett
Nathan Scott
Antony Curley
Sam Fine
Louis Sloot
Rosendo Archiga
Harrison Robinson
Christian De Jesus
Xander Perone
Noah Ayden Grady
Jonah Daquigan
Samuel Sharp Jr
Jackson Koressel
Gavin Warfield
AJ Storey
Nicholas Bustos
Tucker Gokey
Ronnie Lewis
Sam Suro
Winner: Antony Curley
Senior Female
Top 22:
Camille Fehr
Rina Kanamaki
Elisabeth Pabich
Kayla Pereira
Sara Eberhardt
Ava La France
Selena Hamilton
Anna Miller
Skye Notary
Priscilla Tom
Mackenzie Jarrett
Libby Wiley
Makayla D’Ambrosio
Camryn Bridges
Maddie Thanos
Lola Coghill
Zoe Lemelman
Makenna Okamoto
Vanessa Valenzuela
Peyton Martineau
Erin Wienke
Izzy Burton
Winner: Erin Wienke
Senior Male
Top 13:
Wysdem Caesar
Garren Garcia
John Mays
Seth Gibson
Raiden King
Alec Brown
Bronson Dahmer
Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl
Sam McWilliams
Levi Sherman
Konnor Kelly
Zach Buri
Thiago Pacheco
Winner: Sam McWilliams
Finals:
High Scores by Age:
Cash Prizes:
1st: $200
2nd: $100
3rd: $50
Rookie Solo
1st: Mila Renae-’Soldier’
2nd: Lucia Piedrahita-’Fields of Gold’
2nd: Aliya Yen-’Loyal, Brave and True’
3rd: Melina Biltz-’Welcome Home’
4th: Zoey Brooks-’My Boyfriend’s Back’
5th: Lexi Menjivar-’I Will Survive’
6th: Moriah Peralta-’Up, Up & Away’
7th: Kaiya Carrillo-’Love Shack’
8th: Kinsey Fitts-’Can You Imagine That’
8th: Shale Herrera-’Dream’
9th: Madison Skapyak-’Songbird’
10th: Eden Hernandez-’Chocolate Box’
Mini Solo
1st: Camila Giraldo-’Welcome to Miami’
2nd: Skylar Wong-’Lovefooll’
3rd: Carrigan Paylor-’Orange Colored Sky’
4th: Regan Gerena-’My Boyfriend’s Back’
4th: Michael Cash Savio-’Rhythm’
5th: Tiara Sherman-’Cielo’
6th: Isabella Kouznetsova-’Trouble’
6th: Emily Jungmann-’You Sleep On’
7th: Winter Eberts-’Hit The Road Jack’
7th: Esme Chou-’Unravel’
8th: Addison Price-’Je Te Laisserai Des Mots’
9th: Avery Maycunich-’Wild is the Wind’
10th: Abigail Pucylowski-’Menace’
Junior Solo
1st: Crystal Huang-’Moonlight Sonata’
2nd: Gracyn French-’A Character of Quiet’
3rd: Angelina Elliot-’Out’
4th: Aaliyah Dixon-’That’s Life’
4th: Alexis Mayer-’Vanished’
5th: Laci Stoico-’Mein Herr’
6th: Daniela SanGiacomo-’Restless’
7th: Lexi Godwin-’Debut’
7th: Brenna Bieler-’Moonlight Sonata’
8th: Naia Parker-’Lit’
9th: Vivienne Robillard-’Immigration’
9th: Zoe Zielinski-’Z’
10th: Maddie Ortega-’A Winged Victory’
10th: Zachary Gibson-’Unknown’
Teen Solo
1st: Sophia Cobo-’Do You Feel Real’
1st: Izzy Howard-’Mer de Velours’
1st: Cydney Heard-’Je T'aime’
1st: Kiarra Waidelich-’The Resemblance is Uncanny’
2nd: Angelika Edejer-’One Giant Leap’
3rd: Kaitlyn Ortega-’Ain’t No Sunshine’
3rd: Harlow Ganz-’Breaking the Surface’
3rd: Antonia Gonzalez-’Like The Wind’
4th: Xander Perone-’Elijah’
4th: Dyllan Blackburn-’Silver Screen’
5th: Charli Ortiz-Ringenbach-’Is This Love’
6th: Ava Greendwaldt-’Countdown’
6th: Sammi Chung-’Eight’
6th: Isabella Warfield-’Nicest Thing’
6th: Jadyn Saigusa-’Wonderlust’
7th: June Hurley-’Don’t Think Of Me Like That’
7th: Kenzie Jones-’Flightless Bird’
8th: Finley Williams-’We’ll See’
9th: Sarah Laskowski-’For You’
10th: Addison Middleton-’ERROR’
10th: Rosendo Arechiga-’Thanks for Asking’
Senior Solo
1st: Thiago Pacheco-’The Poet’
2nd: Selena Hamilton-’Black Car’
3rd: Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl-’Darkness’
4th: Maddie Nemeth-’Sycamore Tree’
5th: Olivya Sessing-’House on the Hill’
6th: Sheridan Naugle-’Irreplaceable’
6th: Mia Tassani-’Mam’
6th: Seth Gibson-’Mind Bugs’
7th: Makayla D’Ambrosio-’Consider’
8th: Leigha Agins-’Prerogative’
9th: Milan Furtado-’As We Appear’
9th: Georgi Carmack-’Creature’
9th: Minda Li-’On Her Shoulders’
9th: Britton Moore-’Radiator’
9th: Libby Wiley-’Running Up That Hill’
9th: Sara Eberhardt-’Sticks and stone’
10th: Yasmine Quintana-’Hate’
Rookie Duo/Trio
1st: Danceplex-’Stand By Me’
2nd: AVANTI Dance Company-’It Must Be Love’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Never Enough’
4th: Notion Dance Concepts-’MILK $’
5th: The Industry Dance Academy-’Don’t Go Without Me’
Mini Duo/Trio
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Yesterday’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Something’s Gotta Change’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Gracious’
4th: Studio X-’Vogue’
5th: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’Gonna Get Ya’
Junior Duo/Trio
1st: AVANTI Dance Company-’Go Girl’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Everything Is In Line’
3rd: Elements Dance Space-’Separate’
4th: Danceplex-’This Is Me Trying’
5th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Wild Life’
Teen Duo/Trio
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’Make Me High’
2nd: The Rock Center for Dance-’Last Light’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Hey’
4th: Evolution Dance Complex-’Before You Go’
5th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Crystalized’
Senior Duo/Trio
1st: Mather Dance Company-’Trust Me Again’
2nd: The Difference Dance Company-’3′
3rd: MVP Dance Elite-’Bitter
3rd: CanDance Studios-’Revolution’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’June 7th’
5th: Studio 413-’Black Flies’
Rookie Group
1st: Danceplex-’Little Wonders’
2nd: Danceplex-’Lets Hear It For the Boy’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Lullaby’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Girls Night Out’
5th: Notion Dance Concepts-’Firework’
Mini Group
1st: Project 21-’Fan Tan Fannie’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Searching For...’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Don’t Give Up On Me’
4th: Evoke Dance Movement-’I Think I Love You’
5th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Queen Bees’
Junior Group
1st: Project 21-’No Fear But Anticipation’
2nd: Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’
2nd: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Wind It Up’
3rd: Prodigy Training Center-’School of Prodigy’
3rd: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Sing, Sing, Sing’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Un Momento Finale’
4th: Cypress Dance Project-’What Is Love?’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Wolves’
5th: The Difference Dance Company-’1977′
5th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Alright’
Teen Group
1st: Project 21-’Bring On the Men’
2nd: Project 21-’Girls, Girls, Girls’
3rd: The Difference Dance Company-’Cellophane’
3rd: The Rock Center for Dance-’Heavenly Bodies’
3rd: Mather Dance Company-’Overdose’
3rd: The Difference Dance Company-’Unchained’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’The Cuckoo’s Nest’
5th: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Boom POW’
Senior Group
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Prague’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’I Love America’
2nd: Mather Dance Company-’We The Soldiers’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Hard Voices’
4th: Impact Dance Studio-’Fame’
4th: The Industry Dance Academy-’When Dirt Meets Water’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’Wolves’
5th: Mather Dance Company-’For All We Know’
Rookie Line
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’Innana’
2nd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Ooh La La’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Wash & Set’
4th: Cypress Dance Project-’Bat Dance’
Mini Line
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’6 Out of Six’
1st: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Go Your Own Way’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’You Can’t Stop the Beat’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Always’
4th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Booty Swing’
5th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Distance’
Junior Line
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Mein Herr’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Whole Lotta Woman’
3rd: Project 21-’Proud Mary’
4th: Impact Dance Studio-’Hallelujah’
5th: The Rock Center for Dance-’All Good People’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’It Wasn’t Always Like This’
5th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Mahala’
Teen Line
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’
2nd: Studio 413-’Hold On Tight’
3rd: Project 21-’Post That’
4th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Dream Girls’
5th: The Rock Center for Dance-’Hey!’
Senior Line
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes the Rain’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’No Colors Anymore’
3rd: Mather Dance Company-’Voice of God’
4th: Project 21-’The Dictator’s Dream’
5th: The Difference Dance Company-’Cody Banks’
Rookie Extended Line
1st: AVANTI Dance Company-’Brave’
2nd: The Industry Dance Academy-’Hard Knock Life’
Mini Extended Line
1st: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Trouble’
2nd: The Rock Center for Dance-’Settle Down’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Choo Choo’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Boy Meets Girl’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Dream In Color’
Junior Extended Line
1st: Evoke Dance Movement-’Purse First’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Hold Your Own’
3rd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Better Than Ever’
4th: Studio 413-’Girl Boss’
5th: Studio 413-’Goodbye’
5th: Evoke Dance Movement-’Lose Control’
Teen Extended Line
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Euphoric’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Hush Up’
3rd: Project 21-’Desoleil’
4th: CanDance Studios-’Throw It Back’
5th: Evoke Dance Movement-’Adios’
5th: CanDance Studios-’The Colony’
Senior Extended Line
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’My House, My Rules’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’So What Now?’
2nd: The Difference Dance Company-’The Ravens’
3rd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Terrified’
Junior Production
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’One More Time’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Eminence’
3rd: Studio 413-’Electricity’
Teen Production
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Fly Away’
1st: AVANTI Dance Company-’Gone Too Soon’
High Scores by Performance Division:
Rookie Jazz
1st: Danceplex-’Lets Hear It For the Boy’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Girls Night Out’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Ooh La La’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Wash & Set’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Spice Up Your Life’
5th: The Industry Dance Academy-’Material Girl’
Rookie Contemporary
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’Innana’
Rookie Lyrical
1st: Danceplex-’Little Wonders’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Lullaby’
3rd: Notion Dance Concepts-’Firework’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Brave’
Rookie Musical Theatre
1st: The Industry Dance Academy-’Hard Knock Life’
Rookie Specialty
1st: Cypress Dance Project-’Bat Dance’
Mini Jazz
1st: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’You Can’t Stop the Beat’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Trouble’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’What Have You Done For Me Lately’
5th: Evoke Dance Movement-’Money Heist’
Mini Ballet
1st: Summit Dance Shoppe-’This Way’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Whistle A Happy Tune’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Rosamunde’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Cats’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’A Lovely Night’
Mini Hip-Hop
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Queen Bees’
2nd: Prodigy Training Center-’JR Prodigy’
3rd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Get Up’
4th: Prodigy Training Center-’Money’
5th: Heat Dance Studio-’Work It Out’
Mini Tap
1st: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’L.O.V.E’
2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Booty Swing’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Choo Choo’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Swing in the Mood’
4th: Studio 413-’Critical Level’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Charleston Charlie’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Aye Carumba’
Mini Contemporary
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’6 Out of Six’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Searching For...’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Distance’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’Lying’
5th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Glad It’s Raining’
Mini Lyrical
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Go Your Own Way’
2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Don’t Give Up On Me’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Always’
4th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Lego House’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Soon You’ll Get Better’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Dream In Color’
5th: Artistic Motion Dance-’What A Wonderful World’
Mini Musical Theatre
1st: Project 21-’Fan Tan Fannie’
2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Wedding Bells’
3rd: The Industry Dance Academy-’Revolting Children’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’I’ve Got Rhythm’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’All That Jazz’
Mini Specialty
1st: Evoke Dance Movement-’I Think I Love You’
2nd: The Rock Center for Dance-’Settle Down’
3rd: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’Come Little Children’
4th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Youth Strong’
5th: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’Child of Light’
Junior Jazz
1st: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Whole Lotta Woman’
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’One More Time’
2nd: Project 21-’Proud Mary’
3rd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Purse First’
4th: Project 21-’Stuff Like That There’
4th: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Wind It Up’
4th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Mahala’
5th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Can You Dig It?’
Junior Ballet
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Combust’
2nd: The Industry Dance Academy-’Spring’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Bathers’
Junior Hip-Hop
1st: Prodigy Training Center-’School of Prodigy’
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Eminence’
2nd: Studio 413-’Girl Boss’
3rd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Lose Control’
4th: Cypress Dance Project-’Plain Jane’
5th: Heat Dance Studio-’Up’
Junior Tap
1st: Cypress Dance Project-’What Is Love?’
2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’I Love It’
3rd: Studio 413-’Into The Night’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Valerie’
5th: Cypress Dance Project-’Halftime’
Junior Contemporary
1st: Project 21-’No Fear But Anticipation’
2nd: The Rock Center for Dance-’All Good People’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Hold Your Own’
2nd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’It Wasn’t Always Like This’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Un Momento Finale’
4th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Wasted Air’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Wolves’
5th: Studio 413-’Goodbye’
5th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Alright’
Junior Lyrical
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Hallelujah’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’You Are The Reason’
3rd: Stars Dance Studio-’Dawn of Love’
3rd: Impact Dance Studio-’Time After Time’
4th: To The Pointe Dance Centre-’It’s All Coming Back To Me’
5th: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’When I Look At You’
Junior Musical Theatre
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Mein Herr’
2nd: Cypress Dance Project-’Elle’s Big Day’
3rd: The Industry Dance Academy-’West Side Story’
Junior Specialty
1st Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’
2nd: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Sing, Sing, Sing’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Better Than Ever’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’You’re Mine’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’1977′
5th: Stars Dance Studio-’Spa’
Teen Jazz
1st: Project 21-’Bring On the Men’
2nd: Project 21-’Post That’
3rd: CanDance Studios-’Throw It Back’
4th: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Boom POW’
5th: Studio 413-’Social Media Overload’
Teen Ballet
1st: The Industry Dance Academy-’To The Pointe’
2nd: Cypress Dance Project-’Hunted’
Teen Hip-Hop
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Hush Up’
2nd: CanDance Studios-’Panaramic’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Runnin’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Clones’
5th: Studio 413-’Ready or Not’
5th: Studio 413-’Savage’
Teen Tap
1st: Studio 413-’No One’
2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’I’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Go’
3rd: Summit Dance Shoppe-’25 Miles’
Teen Contemporary
1st: Studio 413-’Hold On Tight’
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Euphoric’
2nd: The Rock Center for Dance-’Hey!’
3rd: Project 21-’Desoleil’
4th: Project 21-’Girls, Girls, Girls’
5th: CanDance Studios-’Can I’
5th: The Difference Dance Company-’Unchained’
5th: The Difference Dance Company-’Cellophane’
5th: Stars Dance Studio-’Through our Strength’
5th: The Rock Center for Dance-’Heavenly Bodies’
Teen Lyrical
1st: Mather Dance Company-’Overdose’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Take Me’
3rd: Studio 19 Dance Complex-’Particles’
4th: Danceplex-’If I Say’
5th: Heat Dance Studio-’He Loves Me’
Teen Musical Theatre
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Singular Sensation’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Almost Like Being In Love’
Teen Ballroom
1st: CanDance Studios-’I Got the Boom’
Teen Specialty
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Dream Girls’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’The Future Is Female’
3rd: AVANTI Dance Company-’Gone Too Soon’
4th: Heat Dance Studio-’Freedom’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’Pale’
5th: The Industry Dance Academy-’Flashing Lights’
Senior Jazz
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’My House, My Rules’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Fame’
3rd: Mather Dance Company-’Prisoner’
4th: AVANTI Dance Company-’Need U Tonight’
5th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Cleopatrs in New York’
Senior Ballet
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Illumination’
Senior Hip-Hop
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’CrAzY’
Senior Tap
1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Funkytown’
Senior Contemporary
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’No Colors Anymore’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’I Love America’
2nd: Mather Dance Company-’We The Soldiers’
3rd: Project 21-’The Dictator’s Dream’
3rd: The Difference Dance Company-’Wolves’
3rd: The Industry Dance Academy-’When Dirt Meets Water’
4th: The Difference Dance Company-’The Ravens’
5th: The Difference Dance Company-’The First Time’
Senior Lyrical
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Prague’
2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes the Rain’
3rd: Mather Dance Company-’Voice of God’
4th: Mather Dance Company-’For All We Know’
5th: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Wash’
Senior Specialty
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Hard Voices’
2nd: The Difference Dance Company-’Cody Banks’
3rd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’So What Now?’
4th: CanDance Studios-’I Won’t Complain’
5th: Cypress Dance Project-’To This Day’
Best of Radix:
Rookie
Winners:
The Rock Center for Dance-’Innana’
Danceplex-’Little Wonders’
Mini
1st: The Rock Center for Dance-’6 Out of Six’
2nd: Evoke Dance Movement-’Searching For...’
3rd: Project 21-’Dive In the Pool’
4th: Impact Dance Studio-’You Can’t Stop the Beat’
5th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Trouble’
6th: Woodbury Dance Center-’Don’t Give Up On Me’
Junior
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’
2nd: Project 21-’Proud Mary’
3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Mahala’
4th: Summit Dance Shoppe-’Whole Lotta Woman’
5th: Evoke Dance Movement-’Purse First’
6th: The Rock Center for Dance-’All Good People’
7th: Orange County Performing Arts Academy-’Wind It Up’
Teen
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’
2nd: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Euphoric’
3rd: Project 21-’Bring On the Men’
4th: Studio 413-’Hold On Tight’
5th: The Rock Center for Dance-’Hey!’
Senior
1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes the Rain’
1st: Nor Cal Dance Arts-’Prague’
2nd: Mather Dance Company-’Voice of God’
3rd: Project 21-’The Dictator’s Dream’
3rd: The Difference Dance Company-’Wolves’
4th: The Industry Dance Academy-’When Dirt Meets Water’
Best in Show ($10 000):
Winner: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’
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KINLEY DALAL; “i can face every natural disaster and come out stronger than ever before.”: a mix.
she is strong, like a tidal wave. she is fiery, always ready to explode like a volcano when too much is pressed. she is lost in the clouds, book smart but not street smart. she is grounded, realistic, feet like tree roots in the soil. she is the earth, in every way, shape, and form.
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I. Him & I, Halsey and G-Easy || II. Dear Lover, Little Mix || III. Anywhere With You is Home, Kurt Hugo Schneider, Sam Tsui, and Alyson Stoner || IV. The Other, Lauv || V. Let Me Down Easy, Jane XØ & LöKii || VI. Sorry, Nymano || VII. Sodium, Philanthrope & Tesk || VIII. Held, Allem Iverson || IX. Why, Sabrina Carpenter || X. I Miss You, Clean Bandit & Julia Michaels || XI. Long Expresso, o x h o & Saito || XII. Youth (Acoustic), Troye Sivan || XIII. Please Don’t Say You Love Me, Gabrielle Aplin || XIV. Paper Thin (Live), Astrid S || XV. The Valley, Betty Who || XVI. Most Girls (Acoustic), Hailee Steinfeld || XVII. Too Good At Goodbyes, Sam Smith || XVIII. Happier, Ed Sheeran || XIX. sincerely, yours, Nohidea || XX. i’m closing my eyes., potsu & shiloh || XXI. just ask, weird inside || XXII. We’ve Never Met but Can We Have a Cup of Coffee or Something, In Love With a Ghost || XXIII. Daddy Issues, The Neighborhood || XXIV. Idfc, blackbear || XXV. Walking Disasters, The Wombats || XXVI. Stardust, MIKA || XXVII. Kiss, Prince || XXVIII. Mr. Brightside, The Killers || XXIX. Let’s Dance to Joy Division, The Wombats || XXX. Say Something, Boyce Avenue & Carly Rose Sonclar || XXXI. Wonderland, Samantha Harvey || XXXII. Girls Talk Boys, 5 Seconds of Summer || XXXIII. Scars to your Beautiful, Alessia Cara || XXXIV. Lights Down Low, MAX || XXXV. rumors, gnash & Mark Johns || XXXVI. Wild Things, Alessia Cara || XXXVII. Meteor, MAX || XXXVIII. Broke, Jason Derulo, Stevie Wonder, & Keith Urban || XXXIX. I Found, Amber Run || XXXX. Anchor, Cailee Rae || XXXXI. Like I Did, Shane Harper || XXXXII. Whiskey, Maroon 5 & A$AP Rocky || XXXXIII. Stranger Things, Kygo & OneRepublic || XXXXIV. Gravel to the Tempo, Hayley Kiyoko || XXXXV. WILD, Troye Sivan & Alessia Cara || XXXVI. I Like Me Better (Live at Spotify), Lauv || XXXXVII. Girls/Fast Cars, The Wombats || XXXXVII. Reggaetón Lento, CNCO & Little Mix
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home again.
A/N: request made here by @juniebugg and a nonny made here so i decided to mash these two together
Pairing: John Kinley x F!reader
Warnings: Language and smut. No minors, please!
Word count: 2,675
SHARING IS CARING, SO PLEASE REBLOG
The dusty gravel of your driveway crunched under the tires of Declan’s truck. You didn’t need to look out the window to know who it was, but you wanted to see him. Make sure he’s alright.
You’d refused to pick John up at the military base. You didn’t want to be anywhere near it. It’d been months since he’d been away and you hated every single second he was gone.
You missed him more than anything in the world. Deep inside, you were thrilled he was finally home and, most importantly, safe. Part of you wanted to race out the door and throw yourself in his arms. The other part, however, wanted to slap him across the face.
Months of his absence – provided only via letters and shitty connections through phone calls or video chats that could never replace his presence – drove you insane.
The only thing that was worse was zero contact. Not knowing if he was dead or alive; that every car that drove by the house would deliver that dreaded folded flag. Sometimes, you questioned why he would want to be in the army in the first place, fighting a war that he has no fault in. How could he just leave you?
You’d thought it would get easier to live with after you got married. Turned out, it wasn’t.
John called out for you and spotted you by the window where he’d caught you staring out of just before you moved away to hide. He read your resistance right off the bat.
“Hey, honey” he smiled as he set his army green bag on the floor in the hallway. “Don’t I get a kiss huh?”He tried to joke to loosen you up.
There was definitely tension in the air that he’d detected even before walking in, but he wanted to avoid conflict on his first day home. He’d missed you just as much as you’d missed him; there was no doubt the distance was hard on both sides. Yet you felt he was to blame since it was his choice to reenlist. You were there. You’d always be there.
You pulled away as he tried to pull you into his arms and marched back into the kitchen where you’d been making his favorite: Fettucine alfredo with crispy bits of Italian sausage.
“Something smells real good.” His attempts were getting nowhere. “Come on, baby. Is this how it’s gonna be every time I come home?”
“You could just stay home.” You shrugged as you continued stirring the pot of white sauce before dipping a spoon to taste-test the flavor.
“We’re really gonna do this? Again?” He scoffed running a hand over his tired face.
“Do you really expect me to be all bright smiles when you were literally gone for 9 months in the middle of God knows where? After 11 days of sheer silence, I just found 6 days ago that you weren’t dead, John.”
“I thought that would be something to be happy about.” His brows furrowed.
“I am happy you’re alive, John. But I did also spend 11 days thinking you might have been dead!”
“That wasn’t my fault! We got ambushed by an IED in the middle of nowhere. We lost the RV and had to trek through the goddamn desert. You think I wanted that happen?!”
“Then you shouldn’t have relisted! I just don’t get it! Why would you want to go back to that?!”
“You don’t have to get anything! You’re acting like this is all new to you! You knew I was in the Army before, that it wouldn’t change when we got married!”
“Maybe I’d hope it would! So crucify me for thinking that maybe my husband would want to actually be home with me after getting married!”
Your argument only escalated after that. John was angry and you were furious. A blur of loud voices, searing tears and fists pounding on walls and countertops. At some point, he had decided to blow off some steam and slammed the front door shut as he left to have a drink at the bar. He didn’t want to get drunk or talk to anybody. He just wanted to get out of there before you’d both said things that couldn’t be taken back.
Sat on a tall stool with a beer bottle cradled in his hands, he stared into nothingness wanting to forget everything. However, his mind found itself returning to you. To your scent that lingered on his clothes after his hug. To your warmth against his chest and arms. Fuck, he missed you badly and he hated that he couldn’t fucking forget it.
After pushing himself off the stool, he drove home in silence and cautiously stepped over the threshold. His eyes scanned the house as he made his way in, searching for any indication that could explain your current state. But he found only silence. A daunting calmness in the shadows of the home as the streets casted their lights in attempt to chase the gloom. But when his eyes landed on a pillow stacked upon of a folded-up blanket, he shook his head and ignored your punishment.
That was his limit. The final drop to overflow the flood he’d spent hours trying to contain.
You tossed and turned in bed, wondering if you had gone too far. You reflected on his words. He wasn’t wrong. You knew the Army was important to him going into the relationship. You knew that when you said yes when he asked you to marry him. You knew that when you said “I do” at the altar.
He felt his blood boil again as he marched up the stairs with his pillow under his arm. The door flew up open and he strode into the room, avoiding your bewildered gaze as you propped yourself up on your elbow.
“What do you think you’re doing?” You questioned angrily. “You’re sleeping on the couch.”
“The hell I am. I spent nine months away. I’m sleeping in my own bed tonight.”
You could hear the tinge of impatience in his voice. He sat at the edge of his side on the bed to untie his boots and set them aside with a thud muffled by the carpet.
“You’re not sleeping here, John.”
“You can sleep on the couch if you want, but I’m sleeping right here.”
“You’re fucking ridiculous, you know that?”
“Oh, I am huh? How about you? You’re the one that’s acting like a fucking child.”
You sat up in disbelief, ready for round two of your argument.
“Just don’t. I’m tired and I wanna sleep.” He stated as he laid back against his pillow, back turned to you.
“You think it’s fucking easy? You think it’s easy having you miles away, with no notice if you’re even alive? I thought you were dead, John!”
He was ready to snap back with his defense, but the tears building in your eyes warned him not to. Instead, his jaw clenched as he held his gaze on you.
“I spent night crying my fucking eyes out thinking you weren’t coming home this time! Just to get up the next day and pretend like everything was alright! Do you know how emotionally exhausting this has been for me?!”
He hadn’t thought about that. Guilt settled in his chest and started to build in his throat as he listened to your rant, which soon brought you to sob.
“Hey, it’s alright. I’m home…” he whispered pulling you into his strong arms, wrapping them around you.
Any resistance you had melted away against his warmth. You gave in and buried your face into his neck.
“I’m home. I’m with you and everything’s alright. Everything’s alright now.” he repeated as he soothed you with gentle kisses on the crown of your head. His palm rubbed circles against your back.
Your body was yearning for him. He could tell from the way your nails clung onto his shirt. His fingers lifted your chin to catch your gaze.
“Look at me. I’m right here. I’m with you and I’m not going anywhere, alright?” he whispered with a thumb wiping your tears away.
“I got you, hm?”
Sealing his promise with a kiss, your body softened and accepted his kiss. Then his tongue. You could feel it building in your core. That familiar lust that had haunted you during his absence. That craving that couldn’t be quenched.
Like magnets, your bodies had lost against the invisible pull. His hands slipped down to your thighs, guiding them as you straddled his lap. The heated kiss was unbroken until your hands tugged at his olive-green shirt to release it from the tuck of his camouflaged pants. You helped him pull it off over his head as he helped you remove the Pink Floyd t-shirt that once belonged to him before becoming your favorite nightgown.
As your lips collided once again – more feverish than before –, your hands roamed down to unbuckle his belt. The metal clinked as it hit the floor. John wasted no time to lay you down against the mattress. You needed him and there he finally was to take care of you. God, how he’d missed your taste.
He whispered continuous praises as his bushy beard brushed against your delicate skin, peppering kisses down to your breasts. His mouth closed around your hardening nipples, suckling them with eyes closed to relish their fullness and warmth.
“My beautiful wife. Missed you so fucking much.”
His hand kneaded each of them as he squeezed your flesh to his face. He could’ve stayed there forever, but he was eager to please you.
He forced himself up as he stood back on his knees, sat against his heels. His gaze on you was loving as if admiring a sculpture he’d carved from his own dreams. “I love you” fell from his lips over and over again, like a prayer in between the tender kisses he pressed against your legs, lifting them to rest against his broad shoulders. He hooked his fingers into your panties and slid them up your legs and tosses them to the floor. His eyes locked on yours was more than enough to cause your core to puddle. You could feel the slick building with every kiss.
He wasted no time settling between your thighs, trailing his kisses over your outer labia. This was about making you feel good. Making it sink into your brain that he was finally fucking home.
With your legs bent up over his shoulders, he moaned as he buried his mouth against your plush slick flush. One hand slid up to your breast as the other locked its fingers with your own. You moaned and wiggled against him.
He devoured you and smiled to himself as he watched the way your body arched in pleasure. The salty sweet taste of you liquefied his insides. He could feel him twitching as his cock hardened on the bed. After months of bottling in all his desires and having to satisfy himself with his hand and a photo of you in lingerie, his thirst for you was erupting beyond control. He had to remind himself that this was going to be about you.
His hips began rocking against the bed at the sounds your body was making. He was so eager to fuck you, but he had to contain himself to make it last. Yet his hunger for you had his hips grinding against the mattress, aching for any type of friction he could get as he battled with his self-control. His cock spasmed in his pants with every gentle tug on his hair or scrape of your nails on his scalp.
With his tongue building up your orgasm, it lapped over your folds and concentrated on the overly sensitive nub. He swiped and swiveled over it; the pressure in your depths grew into hot white pleasure. You weren’t going to last much longer.
The hand on your breast slid down your scorching skin to hold your hips firmly in place as you wriggled, wrestling against the implosion and failing terrible to resist until you finally caved in. Your body trembled as your legs shut on either side of his head. He smiled as he proudly admired your reaction, enjoying how quickly your chest rose and fell. The leaking precum from his dick was beginning to sink through his boxers and pants; he was almost certain he’d left a wet spot on the bedsheet.
He lifted himself off and was unable to wait any longer. He needed to feel you on his cock. Kicking his pants off provided you a moment to regain yourself and admired the way his muscles contracted under his skin. This big burly man was yours, all yours.
As he crawled back between your legs and aligned himself to penetrate, you both watched his head slowly push in through your soaking pussy in burning anticipation lathered with only the spit on his fingertips.
His eyes closed tightly shut as he bottomed out and held himself there for a moment, controlling his own increasing implosion.
You could tell he was struggling a bit between satisfying you both and giving into his own carnal needs. You cradled the sides of his face and gently guided him down to kiss him in an attempt to distract him from the wonderful hug of your cunt on his cock.
With an arm propped on the side of your head, he kissed you hungrily as his hand gripped the soft flesh of your thigh and pushed your hips against his. His groin brushing on your swollen nub sent fireworks bursting through your nerves, forcing a shy moan from your throat. He smiled and pulled his head back to look down at you.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
As his lips latched onto your neck, his hips pulled back and slowly thrusted forward to begin his pace. Slow and gentle, but so deliciously full and stretched. You held your breath with every push and pull of his cock, clenching around it to hold him inside. You’d never let him go if you could. His cock in you made you feel so completed like this is where you both were meant to be.
His pace started to quicken. A sheen coat of sweat glazed your bodies in the cool blue light of the moon that rained in from the tall windows of your bedroom. The searing heat had begun to bubble from the inside out, oozing from your desperate desire to feel each other deeper.
The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed out the open door and into the hallway. His balls slammed against your perineum as your wetness began coating the bedsheet underneath, staining it with remnants of love and lust.
With labored breaths, he hugged you tightly against him with his other arm. It was building up in you for the second time and you could tell it was building in him as well. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your toes curled against his hips. The tight embrace of your pussy as you came again had him frantically hammering into you as praises flooded out from his lips.
“Feel so fucking good for me. I-I fucking love you, baby. L-love you so much.”
Releasing you to lock your fingers together, he shuddered with a deep moan and slowed to a stop. You milked every drop. The hot load filled you with an incomparable warmth in your depths. Your walls were coated in his pearly white seed.
He panted as he held himself in your cunt for a moment longer until he finally pulled out and collapsed beside you. You turned on your side to face him. His hands reached out for you and pulled you into his arms. Perfectly nestled against his hairy chest, you smiled to yourself. His heart beating against your ear was the final reminder that he was home. He was here and he was all yours.
#jake gyllenhaal#jake gyllenhaal x reader#john kinley x you#john kinley x reader#john kinley x y/n#john kinley the covenant
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A/N: no hate on Carol, she’s a sweet lil babe. this can be read from her pov too. just crushing on this man. might a smutty follow-up. lemme know if you’d like to read it or if you enjoyed. feedback is always welcome. please reblog if it’s positive! apologies if any mistakes are found.
Pairing: John Kinley x gn!reader
Word count: 1,180
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Sleeping in the same bed with John was usually amazing. The warmth that radiated from him was a constant and pleasant reminder that he was there. After so many nights spent thousands of miles apart, your only desire was to hold onto him and never let go.
You knew what you had signed up for when you met. His commitment to his honor was one of the first things you learned about him and it was one of the many reasons you fell in love with him in the first place. How could you ask him to change what you loved about him? So, you supported in every decision he made renew his contract with the army; smiled through the hurt you knew the lonely nights were bound to bring upon receiving every deployment date. It was an emptiness no video call could fill. But you needed to be strong. John had enough to worry about overseas. You didn’t want to add to his burden and being with the children demanded strength.
John’s last call had still been taking a toll on his mind. Relieved know Ahmed and his family were finally safe, it wasn’t enough to make the nightmares disappear. He lost his entire team within minutes. One by one, the smiling faces of dumb joy became another folded flag and dog-tag to be handed to family. Though he knew the risk – everyone knew the risk – the camaraderie they shared and the unique bond of relying on one another to survive couldn’t be vanquished as quickly as their lives were. That bond couldn’t allow them to simply not grow attached. That bond haunted John.
Some nights were better than others. Most often, he was able to leave his inner demons at bay long enough to rest his mind. But every now and then, they would find a way to sneak past his defenses and line their traps to ignite the ambush. Tonight, was one of those nights.
You could hear his heavy breathing as you slowly came to, shedding the exhaustion from your body as adrenaline begun to take its’ place. As you opened your eyes, he shot up from his pillow leaving behind a wet print on the fabric. His long sleeve pajama shirt had already been soaked from the cold sweat that seeped through his clothes.
Once his eyes scanned the environment, he quickly processed the fact that he was home and that he had been dreaming. Dreaming was a far stretch. In his mind, he was back there in midst of combat bracing himself for the blunt contact of the back end of a rifle.
“Fuck…” he whispered under his breath as he ran a large hand over his face, frustrated with his own mind. He wished he could just cleanse his head of that moment. He rarely relieved that close call now, but when he became prisoner of it, it felt like never-ending hell.
He felt the bed shift beside him and peered over his shoulder at you. Guilt merged from his fear.
“Shit. I’m sorry, babe. I’m good. Just go back to sleep.” It was useless. He knew you wouldn’t.
Pushing the covers off of him, he stood and walked out of the room to make his way to the kitchen for some water. Carrying his glass in hand, he slid the backyard door open and stepped outside for some air.
It was like clockwork. Water, fresh air and space were all he needed to calm down but he always came back for you like you were the cherry on top. You took advantage of the moment to strip the bedding, flip the mattress and set clean, fresh bedding for him. Propping your pillows against the headboard, you sat and laid back on them as you heard his calm footsteps returning.
His big blue eyes found yours and he couldn’t be more grateful to have you. Without a word, you turned the bedside light off and patted the space beside you with a tired smile. He smiled to himself as he walked over and climbed back into the bed, nestling himself against your side. Your arms wrapped around him as he rested his head on your stomach.
“Thank you.”
“You got nothing to thank me for.” You replied combing your nails through his dark luscious hair as his arm stretched across your torso. With his hand on your hip, his fingers stroked the soft skin there as he took in your scent.
“No. I do. I got so much to be thankful for.”
You smiled to yourself, but stayed silent after that. Words weren’t needed to let him know you were there. He could feel your devotion with every stroke through his hair. You tried to stay awake as long as you could for him, but you eventually ended up falling asleep before him. He couldn’t blame you and felt relieved that you could rest. He still felt guilty for waking you and keeping you up. But truth was he was right where he wanted to be. Safe in your arms.
You woke up the next morning in a panic, fearing you’d overslept. Did the alarm clock even ring at all? Because you didn’t remember waking up to shut it off. And you wouldn’t have simply gone back to sleep. You couldn’t; it was a school day. Shooting up to your feet, you quickly raced to your daughter’s room to wake her up, but you found the bed empty. The result was the same in your young son’s room. You frowned to yourself confused as you walked to the kitchen – the scene that explained their absence. The dirty dishes from breakfast tossed in the sink, the empty box of frozen waffles, the pan of leftover scrambled eggs now cold on the stovetop. John must’ve taken the kids to school. The note you found on the counter with John’s unique handwriting confirmed it. With a relieved sigh, you unplugged your phone from its’ charger and called your husband.
“Hey, honey.”
“Good morning, sunshine. You sleep alright?” The passing sounds of cars and horns in the background made you aware he’s driving.
“Yeah. I found your note. How’d the kids go?”
“Smooth sailing, sweetheart. I left you a plate in the microwave.”
“Oh, thanks. I’ll just heat it up. Why didn’t you wake me up though?”
“I wanted to let you sleep in after night. I know I wore you out.”
“You didn’t wear me out. Not like you usually do” you smirked.
“It’s never too late, baby” he chuckled smirking widely. “I’m stopping by the store to pick up more waffles for the kids. Any special requests?”
“We could use more milk, coffee and eggs. Oh, and pasta for dinner tonight.”
“I’m on it. Anything else?”
“Not that I can remember, but I’ll text you if I do.”
“Alright, babe. I’ll be home soon.”
“Thank you, John. For covering me today. I promise I’ll make it up to when you get home.”
“Oh, yeah? How’d you plan on doing that?”
“I’ll wear you out this time.”
#john kinley#john kinley x reader#john kinley x y/n#john kinley x you#jake gyllenhaal#the covenant#the covenant 2023
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Camp Willowdale / JJ Maybank AU / PART 3
Synopsis: Camp Willowdale is buzzing with new campers. It’s Caroline Windsor’s first year as a camp counsellor after attending the camp as a camper for ten years. Little does she know that this year Willowdale Lake is going to be a little different from what she is used to it being…
Warnings: future chapters may include curse words, mentions of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sexual activities, mentions of death.
Pairings: JJ Maybank x fem OC
Part 1 ; Part 2
Part 3 -
Music was blasting in the boys’ cabin and John B made sure to keep the lights dimmed to a maximum, adding to what he referred to as ‘the groovy ambiance’. Caroline and Sarah entered the cabin, leading the way for all of their fellow girl counselors. Word spread faster than a wildfire around the Wildcat Lodge and now everyone was attending what was meant to be a welcoming party for just the boys. Caroline leaned against the ladder of one of the bunk beds and crossed her arms as her and Sarah waited in anticipation for their grand scheme to play out.
“Caroline, Sarah!” John B’s voice alerted them as he snuck up between them, hooking an arm around both their shoulders, “Right on time for the big surprise!” he said, walking dramatically towards what the girls already knew to be his luggage. He turned the music down on his way there, “Alright everybody, listen up!” he said, stopping by his bed, gathering everyone’s attention, “I’m sure to most of us, if not all of us – camp Willowdale is a token of light, a beacon of faith, an ode to nostalgia, if you will,” he spoke dramatically, waving his hands around, making Caroline and Sarah chuckle, “Which is why we have all gathered here tonight, and for that reason, I have done my due diligence and prepared a special surprise for all of us. Girls and boys, allow me to introduce to you,” his hands went to unzip the bag, “Ton-” his eyes widened in horror as he unzipped the bag, revealing it to be totally empty, except for his scarce clothes and the limp body of what appeared to be a dead owl at the bottom.
Everyone around him seemed either disappointed or confused as he frantically ran around the room, looking for his alcohol stash. Caroline and Sarah, however, gasped at the sight before them.
“Shit,” muttered Sarah, “What the hell is that? When I said I was hoping there wouldn’t be animals in there I didn’t think there’d actually be animals in there…”
Caroline shook her head, “Screw what it is! The real question is – who put it there?”
The girls were so focused on their conversation they barely noticed JJ showing up, “You girls know anything about this?” he said, making both of them jump.
“JJ!” Caroline said, trying to mask all sense of worry in her voice, “How could we possibly know anything about this?”
“We did it,” said Sarah quickly, “We stole the alcohol, but we swear to God we have no idea who put that pigeon in there!”
“Sarah!” hissed Caroline, only making Sarah shrug.
“What?” the girl said, “If there’s some psycho playing tricks on us, we might as well have a guy on our side!”
JJ raised an eyebrow, a small smile spreading on his face, “You’re telling me you two are behind this?”, he said, looking at Caroline impressed, “Gee, Carrie, didn’t picture you to be the bad type,”
Caroline’s cheeks heated up immediately as Sarah rolled her eyes and turned to look at JJ, “Earth to Maybank, are you listening to me? We only stole the booze, we didn’t put that in there!”
“Relax, girls,” said JJ, “Knowing John B, that little fucker probably sat dead at the bottom of his bag for a while before you even got to the alcohol,”
Caroline and Sarah both scrunched their noses in disgust, however what JJ was saying did make sense.
“You’re probably right,” sighed Caroline, “Booze is in our storage room, me and Sarah will go fetch it now,” she said, pulling Sarah out of the cabin.
“Are you crazy?” Sarah hissed at her, “Do you really want to give them all that alcohol back? Jesus, Carrie, how the hell do you expect me to last all summer sober? It’s bad enough I have to bunk with Madison Hague…”
“Relax, Sarah, I’m sure there’s gonna be a handful of teenagers with secret stashes of alcohol just waiting to be confiscated,”
Sarah sighed in relief, “You’re totally right, C,” she said, shaking her head as they walked the few steps up to their cabin’s door, “We’re just gonna rob our teens! What could possibly go wrong?”
As she said that and pressed onto the door handle, an ear-piercing scream echoed through the forest, making the hairs on the back of her arm stand.
“What was that?!” she quickly turned to Caroline, who was just as frozen as she was. Counselors started coming out of the boys’ cabin, the music dying down again suddenly. JJ and John B quickly made their way towards the girls, both visibly concerned.
“Are you alright?” said JJ.
Caroline nodded, crossing her arms, “I am, but whoever’s in there doesn’t sound like they are,” she said, tilting her head in the direction of the thick forest from where the scream came.
By this point, Pricilla and the rest of the head staff appeared from the staff lodge, all looking slightly tipsy as they paced through the path to the counselors’ cabins.
“What in the world is going on here?” Pricilla said, trying not to slur her words.
“Sounds like we should be asking you the same thing,” John B muttered under his breath, earning a chuckle from JJ.
“Our guess is as good as yours, Miss P,” explained Topper, shrugging, “We were all hanging out in there when we heard the scream and came out,”
“Well whose was it?” enquired Pricilla, looking slightly annoyed that her night had to be cut short for these teenagers’ shenanigans. When no one could give her an answer, she rolled her eyes and waved them over, “Come on then, off to Wildcat Lodge. We’re gonna have to do a count,”
Once everyone was gathered in the lodge, Pricilla waited for Mrs. Darbyshire, who also seemed a bit too drunk to be taking any of this seriously, to bring her a list of all the counselors’ names.
“Alright,” she said once the list was in her hands, “I’m gonna do a name call. Once we figure out who’s missing, you’re gonna go into that forest and look for them.” This earned her a bunch of annoyed comments and groans, making Pricilla snap back, “Don’t give me that shit, you lost ‘em, now you gotta find ‘em.”
“This is bullshit,” Caroline crossed her arms, “We’re literally minors, what are they gonna do?”
“They’re gonna finish their party,” interjected JJ.
Caroline shook her head in annoyance as Pricilla started reading out everyone’s names one by one.
“Jenna Kinley?”
“Here!”
“Kelce Johnson?”
“Here.”
“Barry Smith?”
“S’up.”
“Madison Hague?”
No answer.
This made Pricilla stand up straighter, looking around the pool of counselors in front of her, “Madison are you here?” when there was no reply yet again, she sighed loudly, “Has anyone seen Madison?”
“Last time I saw her, she said she was going to the girls’ cabin to pick up a jacket,” chimed in Topper.
“Oh, for the love of-” Pricilla groaned loudly, “This better not be a stupid prank, or I swear!”
“I should’ve just given her one of my jackets…” muttered Topper, “Now I feel kinda guilty,”
“Hey, it’s alright,” said Caroline, tapping him on the shoulder, “I’m sure she only saw a bug or something,”
“I trust you’ll all disperse and look for your friend now,” said Pricilla, “In the meantime, us adults will be supervising the Wildcat Lodge,”
“Supervising from what?” asked JJ confused.
“In case… Madison comes back here, of course!” Pricilla quickly lied, “Now off you go, Maybank, you ask way too many questions!”
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“This is ridiculous,” moaned Sarah after bouncing down the stairs of the girls’ cabin with a bag on her arm, “As if this summer couldn’t get any worse,”
“Pipe it, princess,” bit back JJ, “If you didn’t insist on stopping by the cabin before we went into the woods, maybe we’d have called it a night by now.”
“Don’t big yourself too much, Maybank,” she said, leading their pack into the trees and looking around to see whether the coast was clear, “You see, while you were moping around outside, I picked up some provisions,” she said, a devilish smirk spreading on her face as she pulled out a bottle of whiskey from her bag.
Caroline’s jaw nearly broke off, “Sarah, are you serious?”
Sarah only shrugged, “What? I told you I’m not gonna make it through tonight sober, besides, if I’m gonna be looking for the bitch I was hoping wouldn’t be here in the first place, I’d rather be shit-faced when I find her,”
Caroline rolled her eyes, snatching the bottle from Sarah’s hands, “Yeah, well, if I’m going to be looking for the bitch with you, I’d rather be shit-faced too,” she said, taking a rather large swig of the alcohol and hissing at the taste.
“Sweet,” said JJ, picking the bottle up from Caroline, “This is better than the party,”
John B agreed as he got hold of the bottle last.
The group walked through the forest, flashlights in hand, taking the whiskey bottle in turns and laughing as they went. John B had argued that if Sarah could pick something from her cabin, then he could pick his speaker from his, and so the four of them found themselves nearing the clearance by the lake, drunk and singing along to some cheesy song that was currently playing loud enough for only them to hear.
“It’s a good thing Pricilla wanted us here a day early,” slurred John B slightly, “Now you girls have set up the bonfire area and we can chill there,”
Sarah rolled her eyes, “Yeah, you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?”
John B raised an eyebrow and turned to Caroline, “What’s she talking about?”
Just as Caroline was about to answer, they reached the bonfire area, which much to her dismay – had been totally wrecked, once again.
“This,” she said, anger quickly replacing the previous buzz she was feeling from the alcohol.
“Whoa, who did this?” said JJ, flashing his flashlight in the direction of the discarded logs and pillows.
“What do you mean who did this?” snapped Sarah, “Why’d you think we stole your alcohol?”
“Sarah, we didn’t do this,” John B shook his head.
Sarah stopped dead in her tracks, her face becoming slightly worried “What do you mean you didn’t do this? Then who did?”
“Guys,” Caroline chimed in from across the bonfire area, where the fire was supposed to be lit the following night, “Come check this out,”
The three teens made their way towards Caroline who was flashing her light at one of the rocks at the base of the fire pit. There was something written on it with a gooey substance the origin of which none of them wanted to question.
“I don’t know who did it, but whoever it was,” said Caroline, stepping back from the rock so that her friends could see what was written more clearly on it, “Probably did this, too.”
And there on the rock, written with what looked an awfully lot like blood, were plastered four words:
Come and find me
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Camp Willowdale / JJ Maybank AU / PART 2
Synopsis: Camp Willowdale is buzzing with new campers. It’s Caroline Windsor’s first year as a camp counsellor after attending the camp as a camper for ten years. Little does she know that this year Willowdale Lake is going to be a little different from what she is used to it being…
Warnings: future chapters may include curse words, mentions of drugs, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sexual activities, mentions of death.
Pairings: JJ Maybank x fem OC
Part 1 can be found here. xxx
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Part 2 -
Lunch was over and Pricilla organised the boys to go set up the objects for tomorrow night's scavenger hunt around the camp grounds. The boys had drawn the groups their pairs would be in charge of before leaving and JJ and Caroline had gotten Teens 2, whereas Sarah and John B had gotten Teens 1, which meant that, for better or worse, their groups would be partaking in a lot of activities together, seeing as they were both in the same age group.
The girls were given the job to set up the seating area where the bonfire was going to be, so Sarah and Caroline stuck together as they made their way towards the clearance where it was going to be held.
"Can you believe I got paired up with JJ Maybank?" Caroline sighed.
"Beats Routledge by a thousand, I can promise you that," said Sarah, still extremely disappointed, "At least Maybank looks like he takes care of himself."
Caroline chuckled at her comment. John B had also grown his hair out over the years and it was now down to his shoulders.
"He does seem like he is... in touch with nature," Caroline remarked and Sarah laughed genuinely for the first time since drawing the boy’s name out, "Maybe they won't be that bad to work with, besides, it's only nine weeks, what could go wrong?"
Sarah seemed to think for a second before her lips curled into a devious smirk, "Hey, didn't you used to have, like, the biggest crush on Maybank?"
Caroline's cheeks turned red immediately, "I don't know what you're talking about," she mumbled quickly.
Sarah started laughing, "You totally did! You lucky, lucky bitch! I wish I got paired up with my childhood crush! Instead I get to spend my last summer before moving away with snot-nosed, bug-eating Routledge... Why was the Universe on your side and not on mine?"
They walked behind the rest of the girl counsellors towards the bonfire area. When they arrived, the logs that Pricilla had informed them would be stacked up in a convenient for them to move around way, were all scattered across the ground. The pillows that were meant to go on top of them were also in disarray. All the girls looked around in confusion.
"Surely this couldn't have been the wind?" one of them said.
"Surely this was the boys." said Sarah matter-of-factly, "I'd bet 50 bucks that Routledge had something to do with this."
All the girls turned to look at her in confusion.
"What?" she protested, shrugging her shoulders, "You know I'm right."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Boys or not, we better sort this mess out before sundown, we have cabins to set up as well."
The girls agreed, Sarah being skeptical but also finally giving in, and little by little, they set up the bonfire area. It took them a little over two hours before they started making their way back to the cabins, which they were supposed to decorate with welcome signs for the arriving campers.
Since Sarah and Caroline were both in charge of the oldest groups, their campers were meant to be sharing two cabins - one for the boys and one for the girls.
"Let's split up, I'll do the boys and you do the girls," Sarah offered, nearly shocking Caroline, "Try being as quick as you can. Meet me back out here in 15 minutes tops." she ordered before scurrying up the steps into the boys’ cabin.
Caroline rushed into the cabin next door, pleasantly surprised by Sarah's sudden determination to get work done. As she was arranging the banners and posters on the walls and ceiling, she couldn't help but think that Sarah must have had some sort of ulterior motive to being this enthusiastic about working. Sure enough, she was right.
She had barely taken a step out of the girls' cabin when Sarah spoke up, "Took you long enough. Now let's go find those stupid guys."
The sun was setting and the woods had gotten a bit chilly as Sarah lead Caroline towards where the male counsellors were supposed to be. After setting up the scavenger hunt objects, they were supposed to set up the archery area. As they were getting closer to the archery grounds, the two girls could hear the laughter of the boys in the nearby distance. Sarah pretended to gag yet again.
"Quick, around here," Caroline pulled Sarah behind the small hut where they kept all of the camp's archery supplies. From their spot they could see the guys quite clearly and could hear everything they were saying, "Remind me again why we're doing this?" Caroline whisper-yelled at Sarah.
"Because I'm still furious about their little prank," Sarah explained, "Which is why I want to prank them back."
"How are we gonna do that exactly?" asked Caroline, "By eavesdropping?"
"A good villain is one that knows the enemy's weaknesses," said Sarah, "First we listen for a bit, and then we make a plan."
Caroline couldn't help but smirk at this new side of Sarah she was seeing. She much preferred this Sarah to the constantly whining, gloating Sarah she had gotten used to over the years. Plus, being somewhat of a daredevil herself, Caroline couldn't help but find the idea of pranking the boys back exciting.
"Can you believe I got paired with Jenna Kinley?" one of the boys, Kelce, said, "Not only are we supposed to work together, but we're also meant to be taking care of babies..." he face palmed himself.
The other boys laughed.
"C'mon, Johnson, 10 year olds are hardly babies," said another one of the boys, Topper, "Besides, working with Kinley will not be nearly as scandalous as working with Hague!"
JJ spoke up next, "Aw, don't be like that, Top," he said, "Madison's not that bad!"
Topper scoffed at JJ, "Easy for you to say! You and Routledge got paired with the best girls out of the bunch! And you got the teens groups!"
Sarah and Caroline smirked at the remark.
"Boys, boys, boys," came John B's voice suddenly, "Let's put this topic behind us, I'm sure you'll all be glad to hear about what I managed to sneak into our cabin." all the boys were now staring at John B in anticipation, "16 bottles of pure, fine whiskey, m'boys. Safe to say, tonight will be a ball."
"Bingo..." Sarah and Caroline smiled mischievously at each other, the perfect prank idea forming in both of their heads.
They quietly made their way back to where all the cabins were and sat at one of the patios.
"So here's the plan," said Sarah, "We sneak into their cabin, raid Routledge's luggage and steal his bottles of whiskey. Let's go now!"
Caroline stopped her, "No, no, not now!" she hissed, "They're gonna go to their cabin before dinner and Routledge's gonna want to show them his stash! We'll sneak out during dinner. Oh, and, I suggest we throw a party of our own to this occasion."
Sarah smirked at Caroline, "I like where you're going with this, Carrie," she said, patting Caroline's shoulder before standing up to go into their cabin, "Not bad for a nerd."
Caroline sighed, there was the old Sarah again.
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“Windsor!” Caroline heard a voice behind her call out, “Been paired up for a whole day now and we still haven’t the chance to talk!”
Caroline turned around to find a beaming JJ smiling at her. Had he come over from the boys table specifically for her? She could feel her cheeks beginning to burn slightly.
“We can talk,” she said quickly.
JJ took a seat next to her on the long bench. She could feel the heat in her cheeks become even hotter. JJ didn’t seem to notice her nervousness, or awkwardness.
“How’s life been then?” he asked.
Caroline took a deep breath to soothe her nerves, looking up, only to find a smirking Sarah crossing her arms across from her at the table.
“Just the regular, nothing too special,” she said, frowning quickly at Sarah before turning to face JJ again, hoping he hadn’t noticed Sarah’s behavior.
JJ jokingly frowned, “Nothing too special? I heard you got accepted into Charleston University, that’s like super special.”
Caroline cringed internally, “Did you happen to hear anything else by any chance?”
JJ smirked, “Not sure what you’re talking about,”
Caroline wasn’t sure if he was being serious or not but she pretended to not be bothered.
“Well I hear you’re throwing a party tonight,” Caroline crossed her arms in front of her.
JJ smirked even more, “Where’d you hear that from?”
“Why?” she tempted, “Is my source wrong?”
“Hardly,” JJ bit back, standing up, “So perhaps I’ll see you there.”
With that he walked back to where the other male counsellors were sat, giving one last look at Caroline, smirk never leaving his face.
Sarah started laughing loudly, “Looks like someone’s got their eye on little Carrie,” she teased, “Lucky, lucky bitch.”
Caroline rolled her eyes at her, “Bullshit,”
Sarah leaned over the table to whisper to Caroline, “I like the way you handled the situation, we’re definitely going to be there, on more occasions than one.”
Caroline looked at her watch, “Shit, it’s getting late, we better go now!”
And with that, they snuck their way out of the Wildcat Lodge and towards the boys’ cabin.
“Crap, the door’s locked!” Sarah cursed.
Caroline looked around. One of the upper windows seemed to be open. This gave her an idea.
“Sarah, do you still do cheerleading?” she looked at the girl, a plan forming in her brain.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, “What’s that got to do with anything? And duh, how else would my legs look this good?”
Caroline’s lips turned into a grin, “Give me a lift.”
Sarah’s eyes widened, “Excuse me?”
Caroline nodded her head towards the upper window and Sarah whined, “Why’s it always me?”
Silently, they rushed into position. Sarah took her stance, her hands ready to lift up Caroline’s body. Caroline balanced herself on Sarah’s shoulders as Sarah readied her hands to push her up. In one swift motion, Caroline had pulled herself in through the upper window and was now inside the cabin. She immediately went to the door to unlock the handle from the inside so that Sarah could let herself in.
The two girls looked around the space. It was dark and the only light penetrating into it was the one from the lamps outside. Three pairs of bunk beds were sitting there, covered in unpacked suitcases, boxes and bags.
“Great,” sighed Caroline in annoyance, “How are we ever going to figure out which one’s Routledge’s?”
Sarah took a better look at all of the bunk beds again, her eyes landing on one with a particularly large suitcase with a Green Peace sign on it, “My guess is that it’s that one.”
They went over to the suitcase and Sarah nervously leaned over it, “Eurgh, bug eating Routledge better not have live animals in there,” she said as she quickly ripped open the zipper, flinching away as soon as it came undone.
“That’s it!” Caroline excitedly said, “Help me pick it up!”
The suitcase contained three changes of clothes and a large box filled with unopened bottles of whiskey, just like they had heard John B brag about by the archery area. The two girls combined all of their strength to lift the heavy box off the bed and made their way towards the door, when they heard a loud thumping sound from the back of the cabin. Something heavy had fallen in the corner of the cabin that was unlit by the outdoor lamps, making both girls slightly jump and nearly tip over the box full of alcohol. They squinted their eyes in the direction where the sound came from, however they couldn’t make out anything in the thick darkness.
“What was that?” Sarah said nervously.
“Whatever it was,” Caroline said, leading them out of the door, “We can’t wait around to find out.”
With that they were out of the cabin, closing the door behind them and making their way back to their own cabin quickly.
They hid the box inside the storage room and decided to sneak back into the Wildcat Lodge, so that nobody would question their whereabouts.
There was half an hour left until the end of dinner service as Sarah and Caroline sat back at their designated table, trying to draw as little attention to themselves as they could.
“Do you think someone saw us in there?” whispered Sarah so that only Caroline could hear.
Caroline shrugged her shoulders, “I really hope not, but I did get the weird feeling that we were being watched once we heard that noise,”
Sarah shuddered, “Yeah, major heebie jeebies in there. Glad the boys got that cabin and not us.”
Caroline rolled her eyes, “Relax, Sarah, worst case scenario is it was just one of the guys and he saw us stealing tonight’s party supplies.”
Sarah raised an eyebrow, “I swear to God if it was Routledge -”
“If it was Routledge, he wouldn’t have let us get away with it,”
“Shit, Carrie, you’re totally right!” Sarah unwillingly raised her voice, “Who do you think it was?”
Caroline shrugged again, “Honestly? I don’t think it was anyone, I just think something happened to fall down on its own.”
“Hmm… You’re probably right again.” Sarah turned to look at the big clock on the wall, “We’d better get going, we’ve got to get ready for that party you got invited to!” she winked at Caroline, smirking.
Caroline looked towards the boys table where JJ was already looking back at her, a smile dancing on his thin lips. She met his eyes and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. She decided to give him a little wave to which he happily waved back.
“Hello?” Sarah’s annoyed voice broke Caroline’s focus from JJ, “Are you coming or what? I want us to look good for when we see the guys’ disappointed faces tonight!”
Caroline sighed and followed Sarah out of the Lodge. Tonight was going to be interesting.
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A/N: I know I only just uploaded the first part, but I want to establish the Camp Willowdale universe as fast as possible so that the actual story can take off and it does in the next part. I'm going to create a taglist for people who have shown interest in the story thus far, so if you want to be included, make sure to leave a reply so that I can include you in the next part.
Also if you haven't noticed so far, this story, aside from fun and romantic, will be quite campy so I hope you're into that. We've also got quite the mystery coming up so stay tuned for that as well x
Alsoooo please give me some inspiration on who I can base Caroline off, I'm kind of leaving her up to the reader's imagination so that you can just imagine yourself as her, but ideally I'd like to have someone who's picture I can use for future photos. I've got my mind set on Maia Mitchel, but feel free to drop recommendations too.
Anyways, let me know what you think this far and feel free to check out the rest of my works in my masterlist. xxx
Part 3 here
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