Oct 14, 2024
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🌀 "I love being in love..." 🐈⬛
hoax xvii (you knew you won so what's the point of keeping score)
Sokka takes a large bite out of a very juicy, very delectable piece of meat. Katara has been arguing with the stranger for the better part of ten minutes, one of the warriors mutters, and the man is a little nervous at the sheer volume of water that she's holding above them. Eyeing the potential tsunami warily, Sokka takes another bite. It doesn't look so bad. He's been washed down rivers by worse.
This brings no comfort to Tulok.
Sokka is fine with that. He has larger problems, namely the Avatar, who is hovering (literally) at the edge of camp, looking like he's waiting for his turn to bite Zuko's head off. A toddler, who Sokka assumes is Zuko and Katara's son, has found some shells and is obliviously perching them atop a pile of sand under General Iroh's watchful eye. Interestingly, Sokka thinks, Iroh and the kid have set up their little sandcastle camp within earshot of both the warriors' camp and of Katara.
In the past, Sokka hadn't thought much of Zuko's uncle as a strategist, but he suddenly wonders if he's missed something important. So convicted, he moseys in Iroh's direction, walking in a way that he is sure screams nonchalance.
You can't have it both ways, Katara growls, and Zuko bows his head.
You think I don't know that? He is quieter than Sokka expects.
You abandoned us.
I was trying to keep Azula away from you.
You bent fire at us.
I know. Azula wouldn't have missed otherwise.
You wanted to go home, Zuko. Don't pretend you didn't.
Zuko presses his forehead into the sand. You're right. It's the worst mistake I've ever made in my life.
Sokka takes another bite. He's doing a terrible job pretending not to eavesdrop, but Iroh isn't doing much better as they sit in companionable silence, the young man with his drumstick and the old man with his teacup, toddler and sandcastle between them.
How could you want to go home more than you wanted to stay with us? What's wrong with you?
I thought the Fire Nation was my home, Katara. I was wrong.
What?
Zuko reaches up to her, then seems to think better of it. I thought I still wanted to go back. I know it was wrong, and I am so, so sorry. I made the wrong choice. I'll do anything to make it up to you.
Sokka would be touched if this weren't the jerk who left his sister.
Toph plops down on the sand beside him, her own enviable hunk of meat in hand. Zuko's about to say something sappy, isn't he?
Katara crosses her arms. What do you mean?
I was an idiot, Katara. You and Kova are more my home than the Fire Nation will ever be.
Toph snorts. Sokka takes another bite. Iroh sniffles.
quiet for the last few days because I’m visiting @meg-noel-art and WOW WOW WOW am I lucky to have the very best and most wonderful girlfriend and partner 💕💕💕💕
Writer’s Month 2022 Day 1
word: promise | setting: beach episode
First day of Writer’s Month! A little late, I know, but I had work today. Hope you enjoy the first day’s writing! This is set in @cosmicrealmofkissteria ‘s Model AU, so you can read the story HERE if you want a refresher!
CW: some mention of period-typical homophobia. Enjoy!
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“I don’t need the sunscreen!”
“Bruce Howard Kulick, put on the sunscreen or I will pin you to the sand and force it on you.”
Bruce grinned widely. “Sounds hot,”
“Bruce!” And yet Paul still laughed even as he shoved the bottle of sunscreen at Bruce’s chest. “Please???”
Bruce sighed dramatically. “Fiiiine.” He took the bottle and squeezed some into his hand to apply. “I told you, though, I never burn at the beach.”
“Uh huh.” Paul raised his eyebrow behind his sunglasses. “Now you’re gonna get sunburnt, and I’m gonna laugh at you instead of help you.”
His boyfriend gaped at him in mock shock. “You wouldn’t laugh at a man in pain, would you?”
“I would if he said he never burns and then does,”
“You wound me.” Bruce held the bottle to his chest.
Paul laughed and settled back in his chair. “Put on the sunscreen, you dork,”
“Yeah, yeah,”
He definitely had the right idea suggesting an impromptu beach trip; it was a beautiful day out, with a clear sky and even a light breeze. He could get a good tan that he knew would look great in photos. Plus he and Bruce could spend some quality time together. They hadn’t been able to get much alone time lately. Bruce was starting to make a name for himself in photography circles, which meant more jobs, and with Paul doing his own modeling jobs, they weren’t seeing each other as often as they used to.
“Bruce, don’t you dare,” he said aloud as he looked out at the ocean.
Bruce made a disappointed noise and he turned to see him retracting the hand, featuring a finger with a dollop of sunscreen. “How’d you know?”
He smiled impishly at him. “I’m psychic,”
“Whatever. Could you get my back?”
“Sure,”
He definitely took the opportunity to admire Bruce’s back muscles as he rubbed sunscreen over him.
There was another reason he wanted to go to the beach with Bruce. Because Paul wanted to tell him the great news.
“Oh by the way,” he said casually as he worked, “I wanted to tell you something.”
Bruce turned his head. “Yeah?”
Paul could barely contain his excited smile. “You know how I just got paid for the Vogue spread?”
“Yeah. And I still say I don’t need another Dolce and Gabbana suit.”
Paul laughed. “But you look so good in them,”
“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, what about your pay from Vogue?”
“Well… I put some of it into the savings account and I realized…” Now Paul smiled. “We’re at our goal.”
Bruce froze, then turned around to look at him in shock. “We’re at our goal?” he repeated.
“Yeah. We can go house hunting next week.”
Because the savings account had been specifically dedicated towards a down payment for a house. Paul loved his and Bruce’s LA apartment (which essentially had been Paul’s apartment until they decided Bruce should move in with him), and he loved how they had furnished it together. But he wanted something more permanent. He wanted a home with Bruce. Sure, maybe they could never be husbands in that home, but dammit he wanted it anyway. And after talking about it with Bruce, who liked the idea, they set up the savings account.
A smile of joy spread across Bruce’s face. “That’s great!” He hugged Paul tightly. “I can’t believe it.”
Paul felt emotion swelling in his chest. “I can’t, either,”
“We’re gonna have a white picket fence and a dog,”
Paul laughed. “And 2.5 kids,”
“Exactly. It’s gonna be great.”
“As long as it’s with you, it’ll be perfect,”
Bruce kissed him on the cheek. “I love you,”
Paul nuzzled his face. “I love you too.” After a pause, he looked down at Bruce’s back and grinned. “You’re looking a little red, baby.”
“What?” Bruce pulled away and twisted his body around, then gave him a stink eye. “Am not.”
“You will~!” Paul sang as he settled back in his chair.
“Will not~!” Bruce sang back.
“You will be burned red, and thanks to the sunscreen I will have a great tan.”
“I can’t wait to see it,” Bruce said as he leaned back in his own chair. “You look hot with a tan.”
“Maybe we can sunbathe in our new backyard,”
Bruce smiled softly. “That sounds perfect,”
Paul mirrored his smile at the idea of having a backyard. Vinnie said he knew a realtor that would give them a good deal without a lot of judgement, and he planned on contacting them when the weekend was over. He wished time would go faster, because now that owning a house was in reach it seemed like agony having to wait another second.
But he could be patient. And for now, he would sit on the beach and enjoy the sun with his boyfriend, and imagine what they would do in their future home.
Blog’s 6th Anniversary!
Today is the 12th of June, which marks the 6 year anniversary from the very first post I made on this blog! I remember when I posted my very first imagine, it was either a Minho or Newt oneshot, back when I wrote for The Maze Runner and I was fangirling hardcore about the fandom.
At first I was already happy because I got to put together two of my passions: writing and fandoms. Writing fanfiction is such a fun hobby for me, and I was very excited when I started receiving my first requests.
Warning/s: Too much sap, sweet stuff, cringe
You know I’ve only been on tumblr for nearly 9 months now and I can’t believe how lucky I am. I never knew writing would get me into this kind of situation. I got to meet new people, got a couple of friends, have the cutest interactions and write my poor heart away.
It blows my mind that wanting to write and wanting to make people feel happy, would lead up to this. In the past I often wondered what it was like to post things, never had I thought it would be like this.
Partly the reason for that is I really got lucky with the community that surrounded me. I met really nice people and I’m really grateful for them. I’d rather not tag them, but you know who they are anyway.
It’s only ten people, I might not talk to some of them much but they are really the best of the lot and i know it would grow more in the future.
Keep this a secret between the both of us loves, but, those people will always live near my poor heart. Really really nice group of people. Not to mention the group of crackheads I met through some of their social groups.
I’m just sappy this morning it seems, but this is me. I’m a sappy, soft, annoying little writer that likes to gush about my friends. Leave me be, I’m happy.
Also P.S nothing is happening. Nothing bad, no breaks, no sad news. I just thought about it for a second. How a part of my life really changed, all because of writing.
What was yours and Tia’s wedding like? Who was your best man, though I think we all know the answer, and what was the reception like? Anniversaries? Most memorable one? Sorry for all the wedding asks, a friend of mine recently wed!
Finally, someone to listen while I recount the best day of my life. yes, I’m a sap. what of it?
Let me just start with this. Should a shadowpaw be trusted to carry our rings down the aisle? Probably not. Did I insist we do it anyways? Duh.
Jokes aside, it was such a joyful day for me. I’ve always been smitten with Tiadrin, but standing by her side holding her hand while we were bonded together made me get a little teary-eyed.
Best man? Easily Runaan. He’s always had my back and I couldn’t imagine anyone else.
Moonshadow elves don’t really have a separate reception. Once the wedding binding occurs, the occasion dissolves into chatter and dancing. so much dancing. oh, and moonberry moscato. just for Ethari.
ha, anniversaries. I’m lucky if I remember. Tia, ahem, Tiadrin isn’t always impressed by that - but we celebrate our love every day. The way I see it, every day is an anniversary of the love we shared the day before.
Congratulations to your friend!
Alright, so. I didn’t necessarily partake in the RPC Positivity Week, but it was so incredible and inspiring to see so many others building each other up and spreading love instead of hate which I feel like is so needed in this community in particular but in this crazy world right now in general. I’ve been feeling the need to write out a bit of gratitude, because I really feel like I’m not always as vocal as I should be in how much I appreciate the love and support of everyone I’ve come to know here but here goes nothing. @kalxidoscopc: Della is literally always one of the most enthusiastic and optimistic people. You literally light up my day with your endless well of exuberance even after you’ve had a ridiculously long and terrible work day you have this incredible ability of reaching others and making everything a little bit better with just your passion in all things. You’re a serious trooper my fellow service industry friend, but your love of your characters show through with all of your dedication to each and every one of them and all of your tailored verses. I’m forever impressed with you and yes, you’re still forever my squishy. @joneshead: I will try and temper what I say here because I’m not trying to fill my Betty Cooper-size notebook with how amazing I think you are as a writer, person and especially my best friend. You have become my lifemate and even begrudgingly, I’m grateful when you pester me about drinking water and eating foods that won’t kill me in ten years or less. In the overall community, I’ve always felt you’re an incredible inspiration. You’re one of the first blogs I came to idolize (re: intimidated by) way back when in the beginning because you care so much about Jughead and your dedication to head-canon and all the intricacies of your portrayal are truly the stuff of legend. I’m so lucky to have gotten to know you and you are ALWAYS the most open-minded and welcoming presences around this place. Thank you for always remaining so uniquely you, I hope you really understand how special and important that is and when you forget I’ll write you a novel to remind you. @fifityshadesofplaid: Rachellllll. I’ve really only come to know you a bit in a short time, but I love your honesty in all things and you’re just so incredibly supportive. You have such a good soul and reach out to others and have this wonderful ability to make everyone feel included. I love your portrayal of Stiles and never want anyone to let you second guess or undermine that in any way shape or form. I love when our shy awkward dorks get jealous and fawn over each other and I simply can’t wait to keep writing with you and get to know you better! @quaintquandary: Cassie, my twin, my bae. You always know how to make me smile, by sending me the infamous meat boy song to fabulous Snaps and filters all day erryday. You get me sometimes in feelings and ways even I may not be understanding at the time and our lives have been lived in a lot of parallels and I’m really grateful to have someone in my corner who kind of knows how much life can suck sometimes but we can still help each other see the light at the end of the tunnel. You’re the best cheerleader and I feel like I never get to tell you thank you enough for all the life advice and listening you offer me. Thanks Billy <3 @brassloyalty: No one knows how to make my crappy work day better than Ems sending me Jordan Connor pictures, IG stories and general info updates. This person right here, is someone who has the patience to forever try and explain time zones and daylight savings to me and yet they never seem to tire of my stupidity. We keep the same hours and I can’t even count the number of times I forgo sleep because I’m just so excited talking and plotting with you because we’re always having so much fun and just enjoying one another’s company. We get so excited about plotting SP & Betty and I’m pretty sure that’s never getting old because these two are just far too obsessed and possessive of one another, we’re pretty much done for. @steeledwill: Dulcie. Sometimes I’m not sure if I’ve ever met such a caring and genuine human being before. I feel like though life may pull us apart sometimes, it never really matters how much time passes because we can always pick up right where we left off. I love that no one loves Barchie more than you and it’s such a comfort always to know someone cares so deeply about characters I too really cherish while also always making yourself available as a shoulder to lean on and an ear to listen even in weird dead hours of the night? Thank you for captaining this Barchie ship always, you deserve an actual sailor hat! ;) @southsidelover: I try to make a habit of telling Z how much I love and admire her approximately every several weeks, just in case she forgot how amazing she is. I’ve always really looked up to you, both for your writing and personally outside of RP life. You’re such a strong person and I really appreciate how much you make yourself available to not only me, but really anyone down or in need when you already balance and manage so much. I’m pretty sure you’re secretly a superhero but your secret will always be safe with me. Forever in awe of you and live for any and all things we get to write together, even though I know we’re both so unnecessarily intimidated by writing for each other but I think it just forces us more out of our comfort zones and allows us to truly create something out of this world wonderful. You’re the best. @yourpaljughead: V is my OG. My forever casserole buddy and probably long before I even knew most of you to even know what that means. You were one of the first Jughead’s I wrote and plotted with, and subsequently one of my first tumblr rp friends from here and even though life’s been crazy and drawn us apart, I’m super proud of you for your PhD and know you’re capable of such great and amazing things. We’ve always kind of bonded and I’m forever grateful that we can just hang out and really honestly talk about anything and you’ve always put up with my random silliness as well as be such an inspiration to write alongside. Your love of Jug makes me appreciate my own connection to my Betty that much more and know that I miss sending you pictures of my terrible carb-heavy comfort foods. Miss you! <3 @rxvenhairedprincess: In the nostalgia category, nothing gets me more sappy than how LA was one of the first friends I ever made after creating this blog. You’ve always been so supportive of me, both in my writing and in pretty much every aspect of life and I’m just so blessed and grateful to call you my friend. You always check in on me even when life has us living crazy different schedules and trust me when I say I do always miss you as much as you miss me! I don’t think anyone loves and cherishes Veronica as much as I do Betty as you and I think that’s what made us click so well and so easily from the very beginning. You’re wonderful and beautiful and I just never feel like I get to tell you how much I really appreciate you being a part of my life. @vanityriot: Rita I’ve always admired from afar. I know we’ve never really interacted much, but I wanted to include you in this little shout out post because I think you’ve been a powerful force in this rp community in the best sense of the word. I’ve always watched you craft Reggie with such commitment, protectiveness and dedication that the character deserves and it’s always truly been an inspiration. Your strong will is admirable and I’ve never seen you be anything but welcoming to other characters and players who are new to the community so just know, even if we don’t know each other well your reach is far and admired! Honestly, this is hardly enough to say to each and every one of you and it’s hardly encompassing even a fraction of all the wonderful people I’ve had the pleasure of knowing in my time here on this blog. Some have come and gone and they are missed and I can only wish them great things & happiness from beyond but truly, I just admire everyone and please never feel like this post isn’t about you because I can guarantee if we’ve interacted at all I feel just as strongly. Everyone is wonderful and in case anyone needed a gentle reminder that you are great, worthy and appreciated for being you & your personal portrayals of any and all characters. Here you go. J <3