Beach walking 101
It was a blustery day Saturday on South Forest Beach. Nonetheless, we managed our daily beach walk along the roiling Atlantic, employing the patented Hilton Head method, which goes like this:
First, you determine which way the wind is blowing. Then, you start out by walking against the wind, taking the sheltered sidewalk that runs parallel to the shoreline. Then you take a path down to the beach and finish your walk on the beach, with the wind.
It works for bicycling, too.
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why am i like, cartoonishly such an ao3 author. can I not have a single break. anyways once again thinking next chapter might be late, very very likely this time because there's two days left and I'm not even half way. my excuse is 1: had a medium allergic reaction where my tongue was swelling, I could barely breathe and it left me feeling very awful the next two days and 2: my mum totally accidentally gave me really strong opioids, the ones I took when I had my wisdom teeth taken out. i was so high I couldn't walk on my own <3 I'm like, fine I guess but my mind has been total brain fog all week and I'm only now pulling out of it. i wish I was making this shit up honestly my life is a clown show!!!!
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merman suguru crawling on land, y/n lives a small distance from the beach overlooking the sea and every evening suguru flops his way to the doorstep despite y/n telling him to stop doing that
PHDJDBHDHFHDHCH ANONNNN YOU LITTLE GENIUS????????? THIS IS SO GOOD I’M WEEPING (i’m sneakily writing this down in my outline of the fic)… it’s so him 😭😭😭😭 imagine seeing a whole hunk of a man flopping around on the concrete…. cradling a bunch of treasures for you……… he’s perfect actually <333 this is his energy
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i could never live at the coast because constant exposure would erode its liminality. the beach is the place for me where the veil is thinnest between human and nature, meaning and meaninglessness, thought and sensation, mortality and eternity. i need a place i can go to take me out of myself and into something else, something bigger and older and unable to notice me or care. i go to the coast to be reminded that i am small, that meaning isn't inherent in anything, that on a cosmic scale it doesn't matter if i'm here or if i lived, and by reminding myself of these things i refresh my will to live. there's no reason for me to be here, but i am here. there's no meaning in my life except the meaning i give it. so let me actively choose to be here. let me consciously choose my meaning. and then i go back to my normal daily grind and try to carry that with me as far as possible. if i lived at the coast, my normal daily grind would be occurring in the same place as my transcendence pit stop. that ain't gonna work. it would all become background noise and i'd stop noticing it. to look at the ocean and be thinking about my taxes would disintegrate my soul i think. the beach is my favorite place to be but only because most of the time i'm somewhere else.
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Fic tags: idiots to lovers, mermaids, himbos like to play matchmaker
Kiss the Boy
Alex always thought of his mate's obsession with humans as something fun and quirky. When two different divers start poking around their favourite shipwreck, and Willie decides they would be perfect for each other, Alex agrees to help him. If only to keep Willie from becoming a trophy in some human's collection.
So obviously, when Willie suggest they steal his father's magic spell book to turn themselves human so they can 'make sure our humans end up together', Alex comes with him.
It does not go as planned.
Fake Fic Ask Game
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sending this ask as an excuse for you to go hogwild with peppino/pizza tower chatter bc i like to read it lol
Using this as an opportunity to distract from comms bc im tired of looking at this screen 😭
I think despite the hell Peppino went through, there are some levels/places that he actually enjoyed. Or at the very least, wouldnt mind visiting again. Off the top of my head, i am thinking of the saloon and the beach levels, but also the mini golf area 🥺
While i was playing the game (completely blind), I just assumed the tower was comparable to a real life train hub area; portals just led to different areas and districts. As in, these would be places you could visit outside of the tower if u had the means to take urself there. Its why despite the collapse, in the pepperman comic i did, he still offers to take Peppino to his villa. It still exists, its just that the shortcut the tower provided is gone. (This is also why Peppino and Gustavo can still do deliveries in the forest)
So like, now that the threat of losing his restaurant is gone, hes like. Some of those places looked Okay i guess 😒……. And Gustavo is like (prodding) ‘which places caught ur eye, then?’
Without the towers (pizzaheads) influence spawning in monsters to fight, the mini golf course is very fun. He gets to run Very Fast (already the best thing in the world) for very long periods of time, and smash into things to score goals. And if he wants to be Normal about it, he can just. Play golf the normal way lol (golf is also just a very calm sport to watch. He watches that shit all the time when hes home, and then passes out in his chair without realizing it)
The saloon is always nice to visit. It did blip on his radar as a place to try out, but he wasnt really incentivized to do so until vigilante started inviting him out. He doesnt go out often, but it is nice to have a little friend circle again :)
And the beach is like. Its a beach! Its weird for him; he probably didnt have any time or money to waste on shit like ‘visiting the beach’ before, so he feels out of place w all these people running around and having fun. He just likes to lay down and be in the sun :) He stays late into the evening, and drives back home in his shitty car 🧡 Everyone knows when he does his beach visit bc he tans so easily 😭
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