JUGGERNAUT

🔥🔪🦇🧨🔮 — — did you see taylor sui hanging around CAYUGA HEIGHTS? i think they’ve been in town for their whole life and are a HAIRDRESSER at fringe salon. she's probably staying at bellayre. played by b.

BEEBE LAKE June 14th w/ open

Jace got out of his car, shutting the door behind him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out one of the loose cigarettes he had stuffed in there before leaving his house. He started walking towards the lake where the canoeing event was going to begin. As he headed in that direction, he noticed someone and decided to strike up a conversation. “I hope you worked out those arms. They make it look easier than it actually is.” He mused with a smirk spreading along his features. 

Her ridiculously Y2K Blinde sunglasses sat low on her nose bridge as she wrestled with a lifejacket -- optional for everyone over the age of eighteen who was participating in the Canoeing for Cancer cause, but required for Taylor. Drowning in Beebe Lake was the last way that she wanted to exit this earthly realm. Still trying to detangle the corded straps, an amused voice had her looking up. “What? Don’t I look shredded as shit, bruh? Rrrrr --” Baring her teeth for a comical growl, Taylor curled an arm to flex like a bodybuilder showing off their bicep. She contorted into a secondary pose after a second, soon dropping the act altogether with a spilling chuckle. “It can’t be that hard,” she started, brushing off her inexperience with a casual shrug, glancing over to the water’s edge where the canoes were being set up. “Not if they’re letting all of us nobodies dive in.”

PASS THE AUX OR GTFO : + bonus tracks, listen here.

a current favorite song :   rich bitch juice - alice longyu gao

a song that would play in the movie trailer of your life :   twelve - shygirl

a song with a story behind it :    new magic wand - tyler, the creator

a song you’d make out to :   bitch bites dog - cecile believe

a song that reminds you of your favorite season :   sims 2 - coco & clair clair

a song from a favorite artist :   who dat boy - tyler, the creator & a$ap rocky

a song that cheers you up :   queer - brockhampton

a song that reminds you of home :   feel good - tierra whack

a song that makes you think about the future :   bites on my neck - yeule

a song you prefer to listen to at night :   hatefuck - pussy riot & slayyyter

a song you play when you’re sad :   fallen alien - fka twigs

a song with lyrics you’d like to tattoo on yourself :   tarantula - azealia banks

a song you know all the lyrics to :   pedi - baby tate

your favorite cover of a song :   moon river - frank ocean

It was one of those rare times that Taylor was barefaced, cheeks ruddy from the million years she’d just spent on the elliptical (okay, it’d only been 45 minutes, but her jelly legs said that it felt like a lifetime) with a sheen of sweat rapidly cooling on her skin. Her eyes were glued to her phone as she navigated through the locker room, scrolling down PowerHouse’s list of offered classes while kicking herself for not having her work schedule memorized. A mixed martial arts class was tempting, but the commitment was daunting. It took a few extra seconds of rifling through her gym bag to make her pause, gaze finally dragging away from the screen to peer in her locker. “What... Where --” Taylor pocketed her phone and started to sort through her stuff in earnest. Where was her wallet? Had she brought it out with her? But that wouldn’t make any sense. “Fuuuuuuck.” She exhaled the curse like a long hiss, yanking her bag out of the locker to turn and dump it on the bench behind her. Deodorant, a towel, dirty gym clothes... No wallet. “Hey,” she called out to the person nearest, catching their movement from the corner of her eye while shaking out an oversized t-shirt. “You haven’t seen anyone come in and out of here recently, have you? Maybe, like... skulking around?”

location: alley cat cafe open to anyone ( @ithacastarters​ )

faye had always been curious to step foot into the alley cat cafe and she could safely say that in the past five years that she had lived in ithaca, she had not stepped foot into it once. one would say that it was unsanitary keeping cats where baked goods and coffee sat, but in reality she knew that as soon as she saw one that caught her eye she would bring them home and she had no room or patience to deal with a feline. the line was longer than she had expected and she watched as people stood behind her waiting for their turn to order when she looked at the person behind her. “so how do you expect that they keep the cats away from the stuff we order? because i swear to god if i get cat hair in my coffee, i might vomit. what do you think?”

Alley Cat Café was far from being Taylor’s first choice for a quick cup of coffee... or even her second or third, but okay, that didn’t mean that it was bad. It was all a little too touristy for her to ever become a regular, usually packed with people who planned to overstay their welcome and not worth the guilting looks from the baristas who always asked if she wanted to donate her change to the ASPCA. The only reason she was here today was to be a tagalong to Faye’s curiosity, happy to indulge the other for the sake of matcha. “I don’t see any cats crawling around behind the counter, do you?” She boosted up on her tip-toes, trying to look beyond the hissing espresso machines and glass case of baked goods. “I think it’s safe. They probably have a bunch of rules and regulations to keep everything in the kitchen sanitary, too. Or, y’know, maybe it’s just plausible deniability or whatever if we do find cat hair in our food. Who’s to say you didn’t pet a cat and then immediately grab your scone?” Obviously, Taylor wasn’t too freaked by the idea. With a shrug, she dropped back down onto her heels and shot her friend a smile. “How often do you think people greet the baristas by saying: hey, all you cool cats and kittens?”

location :  bar  argos  @  ten  pm 

status  :  open  to  everyone  <3 

@ithacastarters​

—  IT  WASN’T  THAT  lucie  was  bored  …  she  was  just  feeling  restless .  after  having  spent  one  too  many  nights  buried  to  the  neck  in  textbooks  about  medical  terminology ,  it  was  natural  for  the  blonde  to  have  accumulated  an  unhealthy  amount  of  pent  up  energy .  she  was  on  the  cusp  of  burning  fast  and  bright  which  eventually  led  her  to  visiting  the  local  bar .  “ so ,  tell  me … ”  lucie  began  casually  as  she  pressed  the  glass  of  apple  cider  beer  flush  against  her  lips .  “ when  was  the  last  time  you  played  a  drinking  game ? ”  her  feet  kicked  back  and  forth  from  her  seat  on  the  barstool ,  honey  eyes  bright  and  sparkling  and  curious  as  ever .  “ do  you  wanna  play  one  with  me ? ”

“College, definitely,” she answered without missing a beat, plucking the pineapple wedge from the rim of her glass to bite into it. Taylor’s expression soured immediately, nose wrinkling and eyes squeezing shut as an unexpected tartness coated her tongue. “Whew!” Lips smacking, she dropped what was left of the pineapple hunk back into her Mai Tai, stirring the whole mess together with the neon straw. Her gaze slid back to her newfound companion, a lax smile gracing her lips while twisting towards them. “What were you thinking? Never Have I Ever? Two Truths, One Lie?” she asked, rattling off drinking games with an expert’s ease. Maybe sometimes she really did miss dorm life... “As long as it’s not Flip Cup, I’m game. I don’t think anyone would appreciate us trying that with legit glasses, anyway.” Taylor chuckled.