chat is it gay to post a back home ig story after your first weekend back in your death sport tagging your boy bestie with your cars kissing. asking for a friend
Okay so my next NHL case study on my newbie journey is Sidney Crosby. So far I know: unofficial dad to Macklin Celebrini, eternal presence in the league, universally beloved, consistently assigned a gay subplot in AO3, and in possession of a dumptruck. Deepdive into the lore starts now
hello TIG community, I'm back <3 and with new material
did you miss me?? i hope not, because I've seen what you guys are cooking up, and it's honestly enough to fill in any gaps in your heart ... but I'm like a 2nd gen OG so ... you better have fucking missed me lmfao
This fic is javery fluff. Did you want angst? There was supposed to be angst but I've already put Jameson through the wringer so read my other fics if you want that.
Happy reading!!
To them, Tahiti had always been a dare, a challenge to emotionally strip yourself down to the core, and verbalize for the other person. The word represented their initial struggle to connect, their tendencies to be closed-off.
Then, it became a plea. There were times when they needed to express their thoughts, but simply didn't have the will or motivation. The word became a way out, to force them to face their feelings and acknowledge their pain.
But today, Tahiti was simply a location.
Avery had gifted Jameson with a two-week long vacation to the island, and the two had began their vacation a week earlier. They'd spent the week alternating between sightseeing and lounging around. That day, they had gone to the beach, and returned covered in salt and sand, and their smiles full of joy.
The sky began to darken outside. Avery quickly finished washing her hair, and patted it with a towel until it was slightly damp. She put on a blue sundress and took Jameson's hand as they exited their room and went back to the beach.
The waves had died down significantly since the afternoon, and were gently lapping against the shore in dark blue swirls.
Avery turned around, eye-to-eye with Jameson, her eyes asking a question only he could answer. Jameson gave her a smirk - a true Hawthorne smirk - and wrapped an arm around her waist. She placed her other hand on his shoulder, and they began to dance.
Jameson was wearing a light linen polo, and Avery could feel the warmth of his arm underneath. He spun her around, and she moved closer to him, resting her head against his chest as they continued dancing.
It was just them, the waves and the stars. Avery wouldn't have traded it for anything.
She felt, rather than heard Jameson's laugh. She tilted her head, placing a kiss on his jaw. "What's so funny?"
"If you'd told me this time last year, we'd be in Tahiti dancing without a care in the world, I would've been the happiest man on earth."
This time last year, they were still tiptoeing around each other, afraid of making the wrong move, overjoyed when they made the right one. This time last year, Avery hadn't imagined she’d ever see this level of vulnerability from Jameson.
"And now?"
Jameson tilted his head slightly to look her in the eye. "I'm the happiest man on earth, Heiress. Honestly."
And she realized, he was telling the truth. His green eyes were sparkling, full of pure, innocent joy, and they lit up his entire face.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down until they were mere centimeters apart. "That makes two of us, Hawthorne."
Jameson smiled. "Heads or tails?"
Heads, I kiss you. Tails, you kiss me. Either way, it means something.
Avery smiled against his lips. "Dealer's choice." she whispered.
In an instant, his lips fell on hers, his hands tightening at her waist. Kissing Jameson felt like a new experience everytime. Avery could get high solely off his kisses; they were invigorating, full of love, and absolutely Jameson Hawthorne.
He kissed her long and soft, like he wanted to savor every second. Her hands made their way into his hair as she hooked her legs around his waist, their lips moving in tandem.
They pulled apart, mere centimeters away, still holding on to one another. The beach was silent, save for the gentle sound of the waves, and their panting breaths.
Jameson gently lowered her to the sand, but lifted her chin, tilting her head back so that she was looking directly into his eyes. “You’re beautiful, Heiress.”
The stars and moon provided the only light, but Jameson’s eyes could’ve lit up the entire beach.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, and she tucked herself in his side as they walked back to the hotel.
ENDING NOTES
It's been a hot minute, yeah? My last fic was like 500 words in ... July?? Which honestly just leaves a lot to be said.
NGL the TIG community has changed, like a ridiculous amount and honestly, it just didn't appeal to me anymore.
I don't really have anything left to contribute (in case you couldn't tell when the wc got shorter and shorter), and I also just don't have the mind to write about vanilla white people. This fic was sitting in my drafts for about a year ...? and it was supposed to be like five parts, but I wasn't going to finish it anytime soon so here's the first, only and arguably the best part.
I have so much motivation. I copy-pasted this from ellipsus and I have not read it a single time.
Thanks for reading - please like, reblog and leave feedback in the notes. Or just throw shit at me. Anything works.
My taglist, as usual is open for all and everyone to join, so like ... come join! Will it be in use? Lmfao who knows <3
hello everynyan!!! gimme ur fav malice mizer lyrics!! also i was asked for the podcast’s insta and dont have one so lmk if u think i should make one for it!
not today because I don't feel like it lol but tomorrow I'm going to go out on an expedition to try to find some little frames, holders or at least some sleeves or something for my cards. I was gonna ask where y'all got yours from but my very strong intuition says online and I reaalllyyyy don't like buying stuff online (the photocards themselves are probably the only thing I've bought online in the last year) so I'll go on a little adventure and see what I can find. the adventure might have to continue on monday if I can't find anything at the two places I'm thinking of. in which case I'll go around to a couple second-hand shops. shall keep you posted!!
