what's up with that snow?
frog boots.
ahhhhhh, i'm a terrible writer!
The little things that makes a big change.
Stay proud!
Happy pride!
Zukka au where Zuko works at his uncle’s bakery, The Jasmine Dragon. He helps with everything, but he’s best at cake decorating.
As the bakery gets popular, Iroh needs more help, so he hires Sokka to do miscellaneous tasks that need done.
Now, while Zuko may be amazing at cake decorating, he’s also very slow because he has to get everything perfect. This wasn’t a problem before, but now that the bakery is more popular, he’s having a hard time getting all the orders done on time.
So, Iroh sends Sokka to help speed up Zuko’s cake decorating.
Turns out, Sokka sucks at cake decorating, but that’s where they need the most help, so Iroh keeps him there, insisting he’ll get better with practice.
Zuko is irritated to say the least. He works best alone and in silence, and now he has a “helper” who won’t shut up and can’t even pipe a basic flower. He tries to get Iroh to move Sokka somewhere else because he isn’t even helping, but Iroh insists that if Zuko just tried to teach Sokka how to decorate, he’d actually be helpful instead of a burden.
So, Zuko starts teaching Sokka how to decorate cakes.
Zuko can’t take time out of his work day to teach Sokka because of all the orders he has to fill, so they start meeting up after work and on their days off.
At first it’s painful, Zuko is still irritated that Sokka has to help him, but eventually they become friends. Sokka is a fast learner and picks up cake decorating relatively quickly, though he isn’t as precise as Zuko and likes to improvise his decorating, which drives Zuko, who meticulously plans his cakes, crazy.
Over time, Zuko learns to be less anal about his decorating, and Sokka learns to be more precise and technical. Together, they make a great team, and not just at cake decorating.
Sokka has had a crush on Zuko since pretty much when he began working at The Jasmine Dragon, and as Zuko got to know Sokka, he developed a crush on him.
Sokka is hesitant to ask Zuko out because frankly, he doesn’t think the guy likes him; they’re just friends who work really well together. Zuko is afraid to ask Sokka out because even though he thinks Sokka is flirting with him, he’s not sure and doesn’t want to ruin their friendship or their cake decorating team.
Eventually, after seeing them dance around each other for a while, Iroh mentions to Sokka that he’s never seen his nephew work so well with anyone, let alone enjoy it, and that Zuko must really like him.
Thanks to Iroh’s meddling, Sokka finally decides to ask Zuko out.
He decorates a cake for Zuko, complete with his favorite flowers and designs (which Sokka knows because Zuko always gets a small, almost imperceptible smile on his face whenever he gets to pipe them).
When he gives the cake to Zuko after their shift one day, Zuko is speechless. It’s the best cake Sokka has ever decorated, and it has all of his favorite design elements. Zuko obviously agrees to go out with him, and they start dating.
When Iroh eventually retires, Zuko and Sokka take over the bakery. Customers love hearing Zuko or Sokka (usually Sokka) tell the story of how, even though he didn’t know it at the time, it was in this very bakery that he met his future husband.
Jokes that will never stop being funny
“I’m a slut for [insert very non-nsfw interest]
“Me? [Something stupid usually]? More likely than you think”
“I will eat your [kneecaps, elbows, etc..]”
“Fellas, is it gay to [something that is blatantly gay]”
That “WHEEZE” picture lmao I die every time
*slaps knee*
The fucking “That’s rough buddy” GIF from A:tla
technically, even the government wants to overthrow the government
holding a coin on your nose feels weird
there is a young man.
standing on a grassy hill, his jacket flutterring in the wind.
his back is to me.
but i can see his love for life in the way he spreads his arms,
welcoming the wind in his embrace, as though it were an old friend.
he is far away.
though i hear his laughter, full of joy and mirth.
perhaps he, too, is learning to smile anew.
oh my god, i forgot
the wish to spend all my money on plastic cups, so i can build a majestic tower, grows
stronger
original story test
part one
into a room walked a teenaged girl with long, bright white hair. her posture was straight and her clothing was regal. her face said nothing. but her most prominent feature?
her most prominent feature were her stark black eyes, there was no other colour but black. her gaze was terrifying and untraceable. the deep black pulled you into cold depths that will never release you, it felt.
"guard, leave us." she commanded the guard stationed by the only entrance and exit to the room and the woman didn't hesitate to follow instructions.
the room was one that held a visitor, his name, alrec.
alrec was a teen with plain looks, brown hair and brown eyes.
"what is the purpose of this urgent visit of yours?" the princess asked, her tone blank.
the other teen immediately lit up, "riri, it's been so long!!!" he cheered.
the white haired girl's blank expression melted into a softer one, "reccie, your message sounded bad." her voice was a concerned one.
"it is terrible, my dear riri, i have not laid eyes upon you, my dearest friend in eons, what a travesty!" alrec dramatised.
the princess laughed, "reccie, you're terrible!" she joked.
"ririiiiiiiiii." alrec complained.
the black eyed princess shook her head with a smile, "my name's undina, use it sometime."
the brunette boy pouted, "riri, you meanie."
undina placed her hands on her hips, "i'm only telling you to adress me by my name! you know it ties i-"
"-into our historical culture of the moon moving the tides of the seas of the earth, i know, riri." alrec finished, knowing the speach from previous mischiefs.
"hey, riri, let's go out, let's have fun!" alrec immediately suggested his new idea.
undina hesitated, she hadn't seen alrec in months, but she was the princess still, "let's!" she agreed.
"i just have to change clothes, promise i'll be right back!" and with a wink the princess was out again.
hey wait, was mayor bourgeois the inspiration for that one lame american president?