Gasstation Stories

Attempting to get past years of writers block. This is a writing journal of sorts. It will likely be disjointed, unedited, have multiple stories, and bits and pieces of characters. You have be warned.

Elizabeth Walker, a rich but normal person from New York, gets shipped out to Tulsa, Oklahoma. She has no clue what's up with Soc's and Greasers, until she gets off her train. She meets Sodapop Curtis, when she runs into the gas station, and he invites her to his home. Meeting the whole gang and is surprised to hear about all this. But her and Soda grow closer each day, soon, she feels her heart flutter around him. She falls in love with him, he falls in love with her, but is that a good thing?

Lois was always talking people up on Spacehey where she would meet new friends and talk to her real life friends. But little did she know she would find someone across the border that would be a tradition for her for once in a lifetime. As she ends up finding out that this is the place where her parents have met she finds out that she is full circle completely. And she is met the guy at the exact gas station as her parents did.

With surprise to absolutely no one. Something weird happened at the Gas Station at the edge of town! A portal has transported famous Jojo character Robert E.O Speedwagon to the Gas Station. Unfortunately for Speedwagon. Our local sociopath working for a mysterious boss, Spencer Middleton showed up not long after. This leads to a brutal clash between a 19th century thug and the Gas Station's reoccurring tormentor! (Warning: contains spoilers for Tales from the Gas Station volume 1 and Jojo part 1!)

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Zak and Darry were just doing a little night trip in the middle of nowhere as a last goodbye to darryl, who was gonna catch the flight towards home the next morning, but as always, things didn't went as expected... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-. Hello! This is just a quick oneshot that i've been wanting to write for a while, but never really had the time to do so! Also yeah i did wrote this at like 11pm-1am so... I just wanted to say that i am so sorry for any grammar mistakes but, English is not my first lenguage :,) I am also putting this out there since i am writing a BIG Skephalo fanfic, and i wanted to let you guys know better my writing style before pubblishing my other fanfiction, wich i still don't know when will be out couse of lack of motivatiin and writing block. ⚠️TW⚠️ -Skephalo -Not explicit panic attacks -grammar mistakes NO smut ✅️ Complete ✅️ Revised✅️

A story of a young man on a short getaway in the Northeast, enjoys a fulfilling conversation with a gas station attendant.

Basically I'm doing this thing that requires me to write almost every other day and I thought, why not put some of them on here?

Troy and his sister, Robin, face troubles in the early 70s and have to deal with rivals, cops, and bad choices. Troy works at the gas station with his closest friends where everything starts to go down hill, almost too literally. Now Troy needs is stuck doing something that he doesn't want to do.

"Both our cars broke down and we just made it to this tiny gas station to wait until morning, but this whole place is really creepy." AU

You find yourself searching for a job which pays a decent amount of money to that you can provide for yourself. You come across a night shift 10pm-1am at a sketchy but known gas station and get the job. The longer you work the more you get to know people and their lives, but at what cost?

Brantley Gilbert goes to a small town called Hazeville to clear his head and to try to forget his ex, Jana. He ends up meeting two sisters and falls in love with the eldest and helps the other one in any way he can. Will he get this new family or will Jana come and fuck everything up? Who the fuck knows.

beomgyu's forced away his feelings for his best friend for the longest time. but when yeonjun says something weird, he can't help but overthink it. lowercase | language | fluff (a soft, short story; short chapters)

All he wanted was a bowl of cereal. Got way more than he asked for

It was pouring. Like pouring, man. I'd never seen anything like it. Just like this curtain of water coming down from above, it was so thick. And I was like, man, we're never gonna get through that, never! We're gonna get soaked!

the official lyrics for Lana's fourth studio album "Lust For Life" - 2017. + an official analysis of the lyrics & my own interpretation • EXPLICIT [drug references, profanity] [ I do not own this material. All rights reserved to Lana Del Rey.] iTunes Review: - For the most part, Lana Del Rey's fifth album is quintessentially her: gloomy, glamorous and smitten with California. But a newfound lightness might surprise longtime fans. Each song on the album feels like a postcard from a dream: she fantasises about 1969 ('Coachella - Woodstock In My Mind') outruns paparazzi on the Pacific Coast Highway ('13 Beaches') and dances on the H of the Hollywood sign ('Lust For Life ft. The Weeknd'). She even duets with Stevie Nicks, the queen of bittersweet rock. On 'Get Free', she makes a vow to shift her mindset. "Now I do, I wanna move out of the black, into the blue."

You're sitting at a gasstation at night, with the person you adore the most. But.. is it all a dream in the end? Not completed (yet) Rankings: #4 itwasalladream 12-1-2023

You bump into your ex dabi at the gas station.

A short murder mystery in a gas station.

God she was gorgeous. A lion mane of dark brown curls rested upon her head and tumbled down her back. Her face was that of a goddess with the softest skin I'd ever seen. Her short frame crashed into my life in the form of a fallen angel. Saving me from the pits of anger and hatred. But dear God was she annoying. And I just had to fall in love with her. The broken rich girl with daddy/mommy issues and a dead brother. You wanna read about it? ••••• This is my first story please be nice :) And thank you @MsEraser for helping me🥺

Caster had been driving for hours on a desolate highway in the rain, finally spotting a rundown motel for rest. The eerie motel had a bear cub inside, leading to a terrifying encounter with a mama bear in his room. Escaping through a window, Caster climbed down pipes and sought help at a gas station, where authorities were called. The gas station attendant called for help, and wildlife experts and police arrived to investigate. They found scratch marks leading to a hidden underground tunnel, revealing a criminal operation of poachers capturing wild animals. Caster helped lead the captured animals to safety, exposing the extent of the poachers' operation. The investigation uncovered a den of corruption and cruelty, leading to the apprehension of the poachers and the relocation of the animals to a sanctuary. Caster recounted his harrowing experience, urging authorities to take action. The motel complex was shut down, and Caster walked away with a sense of relief, determined to move forward with courage and resilience. The memory of the bears and the underground menagerie would always haunt him, but he refused to let it define him.