“I have to say, between the Strawberry Festival and the cherry orchard, I’m kind of missing the Florida oranges.” @frostfordstart

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@ricky-solis
“I have to say, between the Strawberry Festival and the cherry orchard, I’m kind of missing the Florida oranges.” @frostfordstart
dotxtaylor:
“Oh, really, that’s how that works?” Dot played along as Destiny explained to her, in some very mumbly words, that her and her sister came from storks to their door. Laughing, she glanced up at the nearest person to them in the park, “Did you here that? All babies come from storks.” // @frostfordstart
Ricky looked over, about to say something when he realized the explanation came from children. “Oh, I didn’t know that.”
rory-reilly:
Status: Open Location: Rory’s Living Room
@frostfordstart
“See, I just wanna know what your favorite album of the year so far is? There are so many good ones already! 2020 ain’t backin’ down, yet.”
Ricky gave a shrug, not sure if he could actually give an answer. “I don’t know Rory. I guess for me it’s a toss up between Suga and Future Nostalgia. Two different albums, but both are great. What’s your pick?”
natzelimartinez:
“it’s pride month which means everyone owes me at least a $20 donation for keeping things interesting around here so… where’s your payment?” she asked, deadpan serious for a few moments before cracking a laugh to show she was clearly joking. ( @frostfordstart )
Ricky stared blankly, confused. “I don’t...think it works like that.” He was even more confused when she started to laugh. “Um, ok? I mean, I would gladly make a real donation if that’s what you’re looking for?”
theotheraldrich:
Christopher furrowed his brow, knowing everyone in town was in your business and hearing it from someone who wasn’t used to it were two very different things. “Shit, never thought about it like that, guess it’s hard to adjust with everyone up your ass.” He shrugged, taking a sip of cider. “We get over-excited when fresh blood comes to town, we ain’t used to it. You really don’t like sugar rims? That’s the best part of a margarita, besides the alcohol.”
“That...makes it sound like this is where Twilight took place. No one should live in that world.” He drank more cider, almost out. “Sugar rims are for beginners. Salt rims are advanced level.”
stellabluemavis:
“Well, I’d say that’s fair. Strawberries are loved, but they’re somethin’ real special at the festival. Fruit wise, however, I’m much more partial to cherries. Can’t get enough of ‘em! I can’t stop drinkin’ the strawberry ale, though. It’s damn good.”
“Oh yeah I’m done with the cherries too. But I guess everything gets old fast when you eat too much of it. I need a watermelon festival now. I don’t think I could get tired of watermelon.”
elsie--bishop:
“My kind of grams then.” Was there any better kind? She got some of the best and most embarrassing stories out of her Grandma Bishop when she’d been tucked into her bottle for a bit. “You know I got a theory on that. They’ve had about fifty plus years to build up their tolerance. Diminutive or not that’s got to count for somethin’.”
“Yeah, I think you’re right on that theory. I would believe it a hundred percent.” He finished his bottle, noticing he had a slight buzz. “I think I should stop writing my paper and have another. I’ve got plenty of time to finish it tomorrow.”
sadielockhart:
The fact that he didn’t immediately recoil at the sight of her was a good sign. At least she could hope so. Anyone else might have panicked at the sight of her. “Oh you like Jack Johnson? I mean– I picked it cause it went with the theme and that Banana Pancakes song s’so cute right? It was either this or Yellow Submarine.” She adjusted herself on her crutches, taking the box she’d been precariously carrying and offered it to him. “I appreciate that.” Sadie could hear the rain beating down on the roof of the club. “I hope you don’t mind havin’ an indoor picnic. Or we can just sit out in my car if you like.”
Taking the basket, he gave her a nod in agreement. “Yellow Submarine is also a good choice. I mean, you’re leaving out the obvious choice: Yellow by Coldplay.” Ricky heard the rain as well. Thanks, Alabama. “I’ve got an SUV so we could open the hatchback. Or here’s good.”
sadielockhart:
auction starter for @ricky-solis
It was as if she’d been holding her breath for the entirety of the reveal. Every time Caroline stuck her name into one of the bags and called off one of the names, the closer and closer it got to her basket, the more anxious she became. What if no one bid on hers? There would be no worse humiliation than that. She knew the basket was silly, haphazardly thrown together around a theme, everything in it was a mish mash of all things yellow, she’d be surprised if she got one bid. When the name was called she let out the breath she’d been holding, collected her basket and marched right up to him. Or well, as good as you could get considering she was still on crutches. Thank god it wasn’t someone she’d dated, that would have been worse. “M’guessin’ you like the color yellow, huh?”
Well, this was uncomfortable. Date auctions just felt so...outdated. But it was for a good cause, and who doesn’t like being charitable? Ricky waited as the names of the basket winners were read. A lot of the baskets were good, but there was something about the one with all the yellow items that just stood out. Certainly someone who could color-coordinate would be stable and grounded. Ricky finally heard his name, glad that he won the yellow-themed basket. Once the rest of the names were read, Ricky waited until he finally saw Sadie Lockhart heading his way. “A little. I mean it was matched better than a few of the other baskets. Plus Jack Johnson is always a plus. Do you want me to carry the basket for you?”
loujeff:
“Yeah, I hear that a lot. I was always the weirdo who liked numbers.” Louis chuckled. “But it all makes sense and eveything has its place in the maths world.” Taking a sip from her own cider she nodded enthusiastically. “I love it. The trick is not have too much during the festival. Too much of the same thing is never a good thing. Applies to all kinds of aspects in life.”
“Word problems? No thanks. Not only do I have to do math, but now I have to read about it too?” He shook his head. “I’m already not a fan of strawberry-flavored foods. Blueberry? I’l eat, drink, and chew that up anytime.”
coltonrollins:
“–That’s pretty short? Christ,” Colton mumbled, letting out a short laugh. “I’m very much impressed. I don’t know how I’d deal with that.” He’d thought about going back to school recently, now that he and Annie were together and he was starting to think about the future, but this was starting to remind him that maybe he should think about something else. “So what’s your end goal? Once you’re done with all… this?”
“You deal with it the same way you deal with any other paper: a ton of coffee, and a good playlist.” He took a drink of his cider, which was getting low. “I’m actually not sure yet. I might want to get into criminal law. But then you end up on a murderer’s case and you have to prove he’s innocent, even if he’s not. So there’s that. I could do business law. Handle big corporate mergers and stuff. It’s less intense, but still important. Then there’s immigration law, which is a whole level of mess on its own.”
Taking a drink of his coffee, Ricky was practically flying down the road to Tuscaloosa. It’s not as though he and Resa were running late. He was just used to big city driving, which meant haul ass and curse anyone who didn’t signal when turning right. “I don’t know why Spring semester just feels shorter than Fall. You’d think with Spring Break it would feel longer.” He turned down the radio, which once you were far enough away from civilization turned into evangelical paradise. “You’re almost done with classes, right?” @resa-beauchamp
hayescshaw:
“Aren’t lawyers like the biggest alcoholics of any profession? I’d say you’re well on your way.” That was really ironic coming from Hayes, but he did not focus on that. “That’s the topic of the paper? Damn, they really gettin’ philosophical over there,” he said with a chuckle. “The whole college thing always seemed like a crock to me, I don’t know why you’d wanna subject yourself to more years of it, but hey more power to ya.”
“I wouldn’t say I’m an alcoholic, but I also wouldn’t say I’ve been well-behaved at events. One time I had to meet a potential employer for an internship. Several drinks later, I talked myself into being a good golfer. Needless to say, I don’t know shit about golfing, Still got the internship though.” Ah, the ol’ ‘Why would you do more school?; question. “It’s hard, yeah. But I enjoy the work. I like learning about law. I mean, in any job you have to do the dirty work before you get to the top, right?”
theotheraldrich:
“Not a big talker, are you?”
“I talk. I’m just trying to adjust to this place. Everyone always knows something about you before you do. In my neighborhood back in Jacksonville, you only knew, at most, the people on your block. But here in Frostford, everyone knows your name, your age, your favorite color. Your height, your sign, if you have a lover. The know your nationality, even the things that inspire you. I’d rather be the one to tell someone that my favorite color is green, I hate sugar rims on margaritas, and Dunkin Donuts has the best coffee.”
madisonheine:
“You gotta get on that buddy system plan. You pay for Hulu, someone pays for Netflix, someone pays for Disney Plus, someone pays for Amazon Prime – then y’all just swap. Uh– I dunno how to accurately describe it other than just lion, tigers, and polyamory, oh my.”
“I really don’t watch a lot now. I have to write thirty-page papers every two weeks. With research. I haven’t even had time to watch Game of Thrones. Something always comes up.” Ricky stared at the description of the show, very much confused. “Lions and tigers? They don’t really hang out together and-wait did you say polyamory? Like..a guy and his sister-wives?”
noahmsimmons:
“I’m just grabbing a drink wondering what to do with myself the rest of the day.” Noah sat himself down at Ricky’s table. He started taking to him, so this was fine, right? “What kind of work are you doing?”
“I’m working on a paper for my law class. About how to get into law school. And I can’t even use my own experiences either. Ever had Harvard Law reject you? It’s not fun. I guess I should have made a video essay like Elle Woods did. But I don’t even watch Days Of Our Lives.”
christopher :P
“I don’t get what’s up with him. Like he’s nice and all but he’s weird sometimes. I think his parents left him at a rest stop for 20 minutes once and it changed him.”