OUR ORIGIN STORY BEGINS...

fredrick 'fred' jones. twenty-five. science enthusiast. 1/6th of the best squad in sunnyside. lover and collector of superhero comics ( and hopefully, future writer and illustrator of my own ). don't tell my parents that, though.

[mcsterfredrick]

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In all honesty, Marie hadn’t been too focused on trying to work out who was behind what costume - that was until someone said they wouldn’t tell her, then it became need to know information. Leaving things well enough alone, wasn’t exactly her forte. “What about Iron Man doesn’t most people know who he is?” Not that she’d really focused on the movies, but she was certain that had been a scene - she appreciated dramatic flair after all. “Besides, what’s the fun of coming up with a costume, if you don’t want to show it off and get the credit for it?”

ₒ°❂ — IT became immediately clear fred should’ve thought things through more when cupid girl shot back an argument as to why it was stupid he wanted to keep his true identity a secret. fred had been too busy identifying himself as a spider-man that he totally forgot about iron man’s superhero journey. fred opened his mouth, wanting to say how tony stark can afford to be in the public eye because he is a privileded and rich white man, but then he realized that was exactly what he was himself. another logic that didn’t add up. “ damn, you’re good...” he then said, starting to doubt his position from earlier. “ there’s always a negative side to standing in a public spotlight, though, ” fred said hesitantly, but her next comment made him cave in even more. “ getting credit is always nice... maybe i should just build up the mystery during the evening and then end with a big reveal ? or, maybe i should leave people wanting more without answering any questions. that’s kind of what that banksy dude always does, right ? ”

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — WALKING around oogie boogie’s halloween party, fred was fully in his element. halloween was probably his favorite holiday, simply because it was a day where no one, him included, was considered a nerd or a weirdo. it was a day where he didn’t have to be scared to show his own creativity. this year was the first year he designed his own costume from head to toe. he wasn’t dressed as spider-man or captain fancy like the previous years, but he came in his very own fredzilla costume, the superhero persona he had invented for himself. so far, he had been mingling with the crowd, getting quite some positive reactions. he had no idea who 95% of the people he had talked to were, but he didn’t mind at all. since his costume didn’t show his face, he planned to stay anonymous too. just to pretend and keep the mystery alive.

“ oh no, i can’t possibly tell you who i am underneath this suit. i need to keep my true identity a secret, you know, in case there’s someone out there who has it out for me. besides, peter parker doesn’t just casually reveal to the world he’s spider-man either. it’s too risky, ” fred told the person he was talking, with a deep and mysterious voice, trying to keep up his act.

〖 costume: x x 〗

[mcsterfredrick]

lightingcues‌:

It only took a handful of seconds for Iris’s brain to catch up with how many texts she’d ended up sending, but by the time she’d scrambled to pick up her phone again and try to see if there was any way she could take them back (a useless endeavour, she’d had her phone long enough to know,) they’d already been seen, and before she had a chance to send a quick ‘all good dont worry actually sorry to bother you’ she felt her stomach drop as the three dots of Fred’s response almost immediately popped up - though she did have to smile when his message did come through, it didn’t do much to alleviate the guilt that had crashed over her like a wave. It didn’t take knowing Fred for a long time to know there was pretty much nothing she could say that would make him turn back, so she figured she may as well try and make the room look somewhat presentable before he arrived, hell, maybe she could use the motivation to actually solve the whole problem - but as soon as she put her phone down and pulled herself back up to her feet, she immediately wanted to just collapse back down again, so she settled for just unlocking the door and leaving it slightly ajar before doing just that and waiting in silence for him to actually get there. He’s going to think you’re an idiot, she thought to herself, but before her inner monologue that would primarily consist of telling herself she was making a mistake by even being there could go on for much longer, it was cut off by Fred’s voice, and she quickly sat up to see him stood in the doorway. Giving him a grateful but still apologetic half-smile, she shifted over to make more room for him, glancing away as he sat down to look over daunting mess of boxes once more. “It’s just - I had everything, and I had all these ideas, but it’s just it’s different, but I don’t know what it’s different to because I just, and there’s too much…” she stammered through her botched explanation, mentally hitting herself with every word, before just hiding her face in her hands and nodding. In theory, she supposed it was better to text someone than just sit there and do nothing, and he didn’t seem to have minded dropping everything to come check up on her, but that was slightly outweighed in her mind by the fact that he really didn’t deserve to have to see her acting like a child. “I’m sorry.”

ₒ°❂ — FRED first maintained silence as iris spoke. usually, he was quick to react to every little thing, but right now, iris was already having a hard time to express what she was feeling, so he didn’t want to make things even more difficult. instead, he tried to show his compassion by reaching his arm around her shoulder and pulling her a bit closer. he shook his head when iris apologized. he then took a breath, momentarily considering what he was going to say to convince her she didn’t need to feel sorry. “ hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. you are not overreacting, okay ? moving to this new place, being away from home, starting university: it’s a huge freaking deal. it’s okay to feel a bit freaked out. it’s okay to not have everything perfectly together all the time, ” fred reassured her with a friendly demeanour, knowing how iris was usually ahead on a lot of things and she probably wasn’t used to feeling this way. “ if you ask me, i think you’re super brave for even making all these decisions. for being here, all by yourself. you know, i’m like seven years older than you, and i haven’t even managed to find the guts to live on my own. or just, have any slight clue what i’m going to do with my life. you’re already beating me on so many levels, ” he continued, mocking himself a little so she would stop putting herself down. mockery aside, he was sincere about everything else. fred pulled his arm back and smiled softly. “ no, seriously, i can stay for as long as you want me to. and if you want me to help you unpack things, or just ignore the boxes and sit and talk, or not say anything... just tell me. i promise i’m not bothered at all. ”  

[678i0u]

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[yourshellofgrief]

@sunnysidestarters 

There were few things in life Ollie enjoyed more than a free Saturday. Sleeping in and starting the day with no plans or expectations, just letting it happened as it wanted to was something of a rarity for him. Between working at the Drive In his parents owned, high school, or another activity, he was used to waking up before the crack of dawn and not having a lot of free time on his hands. But now that he was on his gap year before University, there had definitely a change of pace. He had more time to himself and since he had the day off from work, he was taking every opportunity to soak up a relaxing day in the summer sun before it rolled into fall.

Settling into a small cafe, he grabbed himself a table and sat down with a pastry and cup of coffee before beginning to read whatever book he had thrown into his bag before leaving. Glancing up at the sound of the door opening, he couldn’t help but notice a tag standing out against the front of the new patron’s top. He didn’t think much of it but upon looking again, he could clearly see that something was amiss. He stood up, walking over to them and clearing his throat before beginning to speak. “Hi, I’m sorry to bother you… but I think your shirt is inside out?”

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — FRED raised his eyebrows as the younger boy approached him, seconds after he entered the cafe. it was something that kind of took fred by surprise. he knew he was cool, but he had never seen someone so eager to talk to him. “ hey, man, ” he responded quickly with a smile on his face, as the other called out the fact that his shirt was inside out. a breathy laugh escaped fred’s lips. when did he ever not struggle with subtlety ? “ i gotta say, you have a really good eye ! you’re the first one that noticed, like, all afternoon, ” fred said in the most nonchalant manner. or perhaps, he was just the only one that cared enough to point it out and prevent fred from looking like an even bigger fool than he already was, in case he wasn’t aware. “ i’m wearing my shirt like this on purpose, though. you see, i was at work just an hour ago and i got this huge salsa stain on my shirt after i changed out of my uniform. had no clean clothes with me. i turned it inside out because it i thought it’d be less obvious that way. ” he shrugged and glanced down at his outfit. “ or maybe i just wanted to make a bold fashion statement, or something. no one’s gotta know. ” fred added, putting his finger in front of his mouth, making a ‘shh’-sound. he really got attached to certain pieces of clothing, and this simple, plain blue shirt was no exception. he could easily buy fifteen similar ones, of much better quality even, but it would never be able to fully replace the old shirts to him. no matter how many stains, holes or rips it had.

[lightingcues]

Iris didn’t want to call for help. She was an adult now, she was mature, she could handle unpacking - she’d been counting down to her transition from home to Walter Elias for three years now, looking forward to it as a general idea even longer, there was no way she was starting to panic about everything now. Sure, it may look that way - sat on her bed with her chin propped up on knees pulled tightly to her chest, staring with a look of dread at the boxes - but no, she was handling it fine. She had how everything was supposed to look mapped out in her head, had been tinkering away at the design of the room about as long as she’d had going to college in mind at all - so why, then, was actually making it so impossible? Choices. Too many choices. Too many ways to arrange things, too many things to put together, not enough space, too much space - too much, that’s all it was, but it was killing her. Her dads had left over an hour ago, promising not to come back until she called them, and the pixies were on strict orders to only see her space for the first time when she gave the all clear - so, when she noticed she was genuinely about to start crying, there was only one person she could ask without breaking the promises she’d made to herself. One impulsive text to Fred, ‘sos’, simple, concise - too simple. ‘not dying’ ‘sort of dying’ ‘little bit dying’ ‘not dying dying’ ‘need help’ - possibly too many followups, but, sent in rapid succession along with her room location before she quickly threw the phone back down her side, hopefully enough to get the message across.

@mcsterfredrick

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — AFTER getting what seemed like a dozen text notifications on his phone ( which was quite unusual for the rather unpopular guy ), fred put his videogame on pause and threw his console next to him on his king-size couch. checking his phone, fred found out iris had texted him multiple times, asking him for help, without a lot of detail as to what was going on. maybe she needed help with assembling furniture. then again, iris liked to be as independent as possible, and she wouldn’t be so dramatic about it. unless... damn, he really hoped nothing collapsed on her in the process of moving. ‘stay where you are, fred’s coming to the rescue,’ fred quickly responded as he stood up, taking his jacket. walking towards iris’ new place, fred’s heart sunk at the thought of her not being her usual beaming self. in the short time fred had known her, he had grown to love her contagiously radiating energy. fred knew all too well that having an all-round positive attitude in life couldn’t hold back every struggle. as he stood in front of her brand new dorm for the first time, fred knocked softly. the door wasn’t closed, so he let himself in. instead of finding a crime scene or an accident in the room, fred found iris, seeming perfectly fine, physically, at least. sighing softly, he walked towards iris and sat down on the side of her bed. “ came as soon as i could, ” he spoke calmly, observing the younger girl. maybe it wasn’t hard to figure out the emergency after all. “ you’re feeling overwhelmed, aren’t you ? ”

[mcsterfredrick]

hcneyhcney‌:

Seeing Fred was always a relief for Honey. Half the time, she was convinced that he was her actual guardian angel, providing her with the biggest smiles and the best jokes. Of all the people in their friend group, Honey and Fred seemed to be the most in-tune with each other, which is why she was always so genuinely happy to see him. But, it suddenly dawned on her that she hadn’t spoken to him in over a week, which probably prompted the visit to begin with. Honey felt guilty, even as she kept the wide grin on her face, taking in everything that he had with him. The blonde placed her hands on her hips knowingly, lifting a brow up at Fred before he stepped forward to hug her, her arms wrapping tightly around him before he face found the crook of his neck. She hadn’t realized how badly she needed a Freddie hug until now. Still wrapped up tightly in his arms, she pulled back to grin at him, shaking her head. “You have no idea how glad I am to see you,” she muttered, placing an affectionate hand to the side of his face. “I’m not expecting anyone else, so get your butt inside and entertain me. Please.”

ₒ°❂ — FRED’s head bended downwards to look at the slightly smaller girl who automatically returned his hug. honey’s hugs were something that never got old. with the other members of their friend squad being a lot less comfortable with physical contact, fred was happy to have honey, who, like himself, was used to expressing her affection in more physical ways. he felt his heartbeat slow down, feeling perfectly at ease when honey pulled away to face him, with the most contagious grin on her face. “ me too. texting really the same as getting to see each other in person. i think coming over was probably the single best decision i made today. ” much to his parents’ dismay, wasting his days with useless things was one of fred’s specialities. luckily, his friends were there to break the daily grind. a giggle escaped his lips when honey touched the side of his face. “ entertain you ? i can do that ! anything for my best amiga, ” he answered, trying to imitate a wink. he then picked up his backpack and made his way to the couch, where he carefully took out his most sacred sketchbook. being very self-conscious about his art, fred had only ever shown his drawings to a handful of people. he trusted honey to be nothing but appreciative and supporting of his work. “ remember when i told you the other day that i was going through an creative art block ? i couldn’t come up with original characters, no matter how much i tried. but then i thought, why create new characters when you can base yourself on real-life existing people ? ” fred’s voice was full of excitement as he spoke. fred couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of this earlier. fredzilla, his own superhero persona, had existed for a long time, but he had never thought about superhero-fying his friends before. fred found the right sketch and turned it around so honey could see it. “ ta-da ! it’s you, as a badass superhero, in your super armor ! it’s still missing a couple details, honestly, and i haven’t fully figured out the colors yet, but i thought it turned out kinda neat ! what do you think ? ” 

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[iinsum-deactivated20200226]

@mcsterfredrick

— “I’m surprised you don’t have a booth of your own, Fred.” Taron greeted, seeing Fred and offering a warm smile. “To showcase your comic collection or memorabilia?” Fred wasn’t only an avid fan of the visual arts, but the creative aspect of it as well. Taron knew that much, at least. “I think I saw some of your friends having a booth of their own.” Motioning around them, he pointed ahead, where the main stage was located. “I was told that there’s going to be a speed-painting contest. Will you participate?”

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — A chuckle escaped fred’s mouth as he happened to run into taron during the summer festival. “ a booth ? me ? i don’t know, man. some of my comic books are so valuable, i can’t risk little kids -- heck, or even adults -- spilling ice cream on them, you know ? besides, i’m working extra hours at the bueno nacho this week because with the great weather and the festivities, we get like thrice the costumers we usually get, so i wouldn’t have the time anyway, ” fred rambled on with excuses, before realizing that wasn’t so nice of him -- taron was just giving a friendly suggestion anyway. and as he thought about it, having an own booth could be a lot of fun, especially considering there was a lot of freedom on what to do with it. “ i’m -- i’m sorry. maybe you’re right, it could be a nice idea. i simply hadn’t thought of doing it, but maybe i can start making plans for next year so my first booth will be even more spectacular and totally representing of who i am ! ” fred corrected himself with a confident nod. his confidence quickly disappeared when taron mentioned a speed-painting contest. “ oh, no no no. i could never. what if they’re painting something i’m not familiar with ? i might be good at figures and people, but suck at landscape-thingies. i’d totally embarrass myself. ”

[urbnlgnds]

Sunnyside had been filled with too much talk of Winnie lately, and it was started to weigh on Honey more than she wanted to admit. There were only so many things that she could distract herself with, and she’d just about given up on it at this point. That’s how she ended up in her apartment, her cheek resting against her hand with her eyes trained blankly on the move in front of her. It had been on for a good twenty minutes and the blonde still hadn’t fully grasped what the plot was, but she figured it didn’t matter much to begin with. Taking a deep sigh, Honey glanced to her door once she heard a knock, figuring it was just the food she was having delivered, so she didn’t think much of it as she stood and padded over, barefoot as per usual. But upon opening the door, a bright grin spread across her face, the sight of her best friend standing behind it sending a flutter through her heart and stomach. “Freddie!”

@mcsterfredrick

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — USUALLY fred would hear something from honey at least once a day. whether it was through text, their groupchat or through instagram messages, fred had no trouble keeping up with what honey was up to. this week had been quite different, though. honey had been more silent than usual. without drawing a conclusion on what was wrong, fred decided to pay a surprise visit to honey’s apartment. it was always better to see her with his own eyes. carrying a his old backpack with some microwave popcorn bags, a selection of dvds ( some horror, some superhero-themed ) and a couple sketches he wanted to show her in it, fred stood in front of honey’s door. after knocking, honey opened the door and welcomed him in the most enthusiastic honey-way, which immediately got followed by his own laughter filling the room. fred really didn’t know any other person who was always that excited to see him. the fact that he mattered so much to her never failed to make him feel good about himself, especially because she was one of the people that mattered most to him. after dropping his backpack, fred stepped closer and threw his arms around honey’s waist in an embrace, lifting her ever so slightly. “ HL ! what are you up to ? i was hoping i could hang with you for a bit, you’re not expecting anyone else, right ? ” she didn’t look like she was planning to go out tonight, which he was happy about.

[ro-hernandez]

{ @mcsterfredrick }

Roxanne had heard of the party a few hours before, giving herself just enough time to pick out the perfect outfit and do her make-up. It wasn’t a glamorous party, just something some college kids had put together, but it was the kind of party she loved. One where she could drink some cheap alcohol, flirt and make friends. She’d maybe been there an hour, a drink or two in her system, when she spotted a familiar face and an even more familiar head of hair. Sauntering over, she placed her free hand on Fred’s arm. “Long time no see, Freddie,” she said in a sing-song voice, followed shortly by a giggle. It’d been a while since the last time she’d seen him, which usually consisted of just friendly conversation. But, after a few drinks and the memory of them meeting at a party in college, she couldn’t help herself from batting her eyelashes and giving her best flirty smile. “What’re the odds that I’d run into ya at this party?”

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — FOR someone who claimed to dislike parties, fred sure had been showing up to a lot of them lately. he had his fair reasons though, and in his defense, he loathed a special kind of party. the ones where you get suffocated by dozens of stuck-up people. the ones with a dress-code ( especially tuxes were a big no ), and with a certain code of behavior. the ones where you had to sit down at a table and you couldn’t leave before dessert. the ones his parents still dragged him along to sometimes to this day. ah, his parents and their lifestyle of luxury. it was a bratty thing to say, because in general he had everything he wanted because of them, and still they were the cause of 95% of his problems. on days he wanted to forget about all of it, he was happy to have lots of connections in sunnyside’s college scene. because even though he wasn’t a student himself, college parties were exactly what fred could use when he needed to wind down. he knew how to fit in this crowd. an empty glass in his hand and feeling close to his own chill self again, fred walked towards the bar for a refill. seconds later, he felt a hand on his shoulder. after turning around and realizing who had greeted him, he felt most of his chill disappear again. it was roxanne, her voice sounding sweeter as honey. “ ro, hey ! it’s been a while ! ” fred let out, shooting her a slightly nervous smile. how long had it been since they met at a similar party like this and hit it off ? one thing was sure, that had been one of the only occasions fred had used his limited decent picking-up-girls skills, and they pretty much had been hidden away ever since. his last efforts in the romance department had been rather unsuccesful, much to the enjoyment of his friends ( fred’s misery and loneliness when it came to love had kind of become a running joke ). when roxanne smiled back, he felt a shiver going through his body. fred had always been amazed by how effortlessly charismatic she was -- especially with a drink in hand. “ crazy, right ? i just felt like going out tonight, but nothing too big... that’s how i ended up here. and now you’re here too ! ” he reacted. they had run into each other a few times since their break up years ago, sunnyside was small after all, but this just all seemed a little bit familiar. looking at her in the darkness of the room made him feel a little dizzy in his head -- he wasn’t even thinking about which words he was supposed to use anymore. “ i think you... you look amazing tonight. you’re making me look like a fool, as usual. good to see nothing has changed. ”

[hoekeery]

[dankmemeuniversity]

[theronfactcr]

@mcsterfredrick

It was three in the morning and Ron and Fred were just about done cleaning Bueno Nacho. Usually there wouldn’t even be two people working, but with finals just finishing and the end of the school year, they’d had a rise in customers late at night - lots of party-kids (read drunks) that it was just easier to have two people working. Especially in order to clean the bathrooms. God - what a life! “Dude, I feel like we reached a new level in friendship. If we could survive that, then - I mean, you might as well call us the next Avengers or something - “ He was exhausted, but still wanted some food. He was barely able to take a break and at this point - Ron could absolutely say that he was tired of Bueno Nacho. Even the smell was making him mildly nauseous. “Wanna go to the bar or something to get some late night snacks?”

[mcsterfredrick]

ₒ°❂ — FINALLY putting the mop away after he finished cleaning the bathroom floor, fred heaved a sigh of relief when he realized their work was about to be done. together with ron, cleaning up the bueno nacho after closing time always was significantly quicker than trying to do it alone. not working alone didn’t make him want to quit as much, because fred genuinely thought ron was a great dude -- he was honored to be his co-worker, even. without ron stoppable, the bueno nacho would’ve never been the success it was. “ i know right ? that was some top notch team work right there ! also, i love that idea. can you already picture us ? the new cap and iron man, ready to take over the world, one fast food restaurant at a time ? ” fred chuckled, as an image of him and ron as superheroes popped up in his head. he had to make sure to sketch it later so he could give it to ron for his birthday, or something. “ yeah, for sure -- it’s time to get out of here. chill out a little. change of scene, ” fred agreed, as he took his jacket and beanie, the beanie he wore at any weather. going to the bar seemed way more fun than sleeping.

[dailynetflix]

[mcsterfredrick]

drbaileymerc‌:

A face was made, and Bailey sighed. “Oh geeze! I promise I haven’t found any spoilers, I just didn’t wanta ruin the movie for you with all my asking. But you are the expert of experts!” Smiling at his friend’s exhuberance, he patted him on the back. “Thank you, man. I appreciate that. Oh! Well then let me buy the snacks!!” Looking down at Fred’s opening coat, he couldn’t help but stifle a smile. Fred always had a way of maintaning a certain…unapologetic indiviuality. He admired that of him, Bailey was always one for uniformity and following the strict cleanliness of his mother’s fashion choices. People were staring, and Bailey began giving them eyes. One woman was staring especially hard, and Bailey turned to her. “Hey! He’s living his best life leave him alone.” turning to Fred he roped their arms together. “Let’s go get some snacks before I have to punch someone.” he chuckled, both of them knew that would not be an option. “I like it, it’s not too much. You’re like the captain fancy of the fan world.” snickering, he pinched his friend’s cheeks and gestured to the concession stand. “Did you want the collectible cup and popcorn tin?” 

ₒ°❂ — FRED grinned when bailey called him the expert of experts. he liked that title. “ i am, aren’t i ? one day i’ll prove it to everyone by becoming the president of the official captain fancy fan club. anyway, i’m down for questions, for sure. ” he wouldn’t have minded to pay for the whole thing, but he knew bailey wasn’t going to take no for an answer, so he nodded. “ that would be great. i’m not really planning to hold myself back, though, just so you’re warned, ” he chuckled. he needed something to last him longer than the ads before the movie. as he proudly showed off his costume, fred was barely noticing everyone else standing around him. he had been waiting way too long for this moment -- it had been three years since the last movie, come on -- so anyone being able to even moderately ruin it for him was impossible. his bubble bursted a little when bailey called out to a bystander who was giving fred weird looks. bailey wasn’t afraid to stick up for his friends and fred loved that about him. “ yeah, exactly ! ” fred bravely joined him, with a sassy undertone in his voice. “ you’re acting like you’ve never seen a full grown man in a tight bodysuit and purple leotards before ! ” he added, acting like it was the most normal thing in the world. “ come, my badass sidekick doctor bai, let’s go, we got somewhere better to be, ” they both quickly walked away before the woman could say anything, and fred couldn’t keep in his laugh. “ i bet she wasn’t expecting that ! you’re the best, bailey, ” fred hicupped, as he playfully patted his friend on the back. “ i knew you were going to be able to appreciate it ! i think i came pretty close to looking like him, all things considered ? it’s definitely an upgrade to my weu mascot costume, in my opinion. ” in fact, fred had so much trust in his costume that he brought a pen with him just in case kids walked up to him wanting an autograph from the captain himself. he had so much respect for cosplayers and how they managed to make the days of multiple little kids at conventions. that’s the kind of person he aspired to be. “ oh yes, you know me -- gotta have anything collectible for my collection ! i’m also craving some gummy worms and cheese crackers because i’m suspecting a lot of suspense and i need to be prepared. what do you wanna get ? ”