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What kind of movies do you think Avalon acts in (genres, tropes, etc.)?
ooooh this is such a good question!!!!!
Avalon will take a role in anything so long as it sounds interesting or fun to make, no matter the genre, but he tends to gravitate more towards comedies and dramas, especially romcoms and dramadies. also maybe its the Dad in him, but he loves acting in children's media.
in more broader terms he just really likes being in films that are uplifting, whether its because theyre fun and lighthearted, or because theyre about the good shining through darkness. he likes being in movies that have hope in them, you know?
also cowboy stuff. ik thats vague but hes So cowboy.
his favorite types of characters to play are "has seen The Horrors but still tries to be positive no matter what" and "gruff tough man adopts child and becomes soft" and also drag queens
his least favorite/most hated genre is inspiration porn. he cannot stand being in it, and he can't stand even watching it. he usually turns down roles like those as he feels fetishized by it. the closest thing he's ever done to something like it was a story written and directed by someone who has a similar disability to his own, based off of their own personal experience. and by "closest" i mean it wasn't at all. also it was more of a surf movie than anything.
also while he loves being in comedies, he absolutely hates being in movies that make a point of making fun of his weight or ethnicity or disablity or sexuality. specifically the kinds of movies that are like "BEHOLD. A FAT MAN. LAUGH NOW." like come on give it some fucking substance. he can take a joke those just aren't jokes
RCD!Avalon kinda hates being in action movies, but that's because he's burnt out on them. specifically, he's burnt out from doing them basically nonstop while in contract with Montmartre. he liked them at first (his biggest issues with them not coming from the filming but his experiences w Montmartre himself) but they quickly got repetitive, and then after they got repetitive they got uninteresting and-more importatly- downright stressful to make, what with having to act in greenscreen rooms with the most barebones ass sets and only being given his lines (and only his lines, so he was missing half the context) maybe an hour and a half before fliming. he'd show up to set hungover a lot. but like he'd still be professional on set, but when he wasn't in a scene he'd be kinda quiet and tired and keep to himself :( very unlike him but tbh not many people he spent time around knew that bc they didn't know him before, or they didnt know him very well before
sorry i didn't mean to go on a rant about the stuff he doesn't like there lol
#yeah my rcd rewrite is gonna be about The Horrors Of The Film Industry#btw that surf movie eventually gets a spiritual successor about skateboarding & Avalon reprises his original role to be the new mc's mentor#the surf movie is called Heart of the Sea and the skateboard movie is called Asphalt Waves#shoutout my boyfriend for helping me come up w cool movies Avalon has been in#oc: Avalon Hammond#Red Carpet Diaries
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did ypu know if ur having a bad time if you skank and mosh the shit out of yrself ull feel better
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Cowabunga
Smut | MDNI
starring: surfer! yunho x lifeguard! fem reader
genre: mutuals to lovers, perfect match
summary: being a lifeguard is fun since you get paid just to keep the peace and keep people from drowning. it does get boring however…that’s until you saved yunho from drowning while surfing and he repays you back with a small date and more...
warnings: size kink, sweet/dirty talk, indirect exhibitionism (you don’t get caught/nobody around), oral (fem+masc received), fingering, unprotected piv
A/n: This shit took forever to write so if it flops then oh well I’ll just delete it allah please.
The sun is beaming and the cobalt ocean sways and rolls into itself. Today was a good day to be a lifeguard. A lovely view paired with rarely having to get down from your chair tower.
The most you have to do is yell “No trash thrown into the sand please!” Or “No fighting!” every now and again. A person hasn’t had trouble in the water except for once or twice.
It’s a calm low effort job. BUT, you really do wish it was more exciting, there’s only so many sunsets you can watch and shaved icees you can eat.
During your silent contemplation you feel someone knock and bump your lifeguard tower. While getting ready to curse you notice it was just Mingi and the others.
“Hey ! (y/n) .” Mingi says while lightly knocking on your tower. “Min. PLEASE. Stop knocking the tower.” You say pinching the bridge of your nose.
“We told him not to.” Wooyoung and San say in unison.
“You dropped your whistle by the way.” Seonghwa chimes.
You sigh while coming down from your tower. You look around for the “dropped whistle” but still don’t see it in the sand. “Where’s the whistle.” Mingi points and shows it was still around your neck.
“We just wanted you to come down since you haven’t left the tower all day.” Mingi chuckles. You want to be mad but you were a bit hungry and aforementioned bored out of your mind.
“The Tiki Cafe ?” You ask squinting from the sun’s brightness.
Mingi nods “Yeaa Tiki Cafe, gotta meet with Yunho anyway.”
You all head over to it. It’s a small cafe most people at the beach or locals go to. You all order your usuals and begin to talk and eat.
In the midst of a conversation Mingi looks over at the door and smiles. “YUNHO !! Over here !” He whisper shouts. Yunho walks over to the table and leans over onto it with his board.
He greets the other guys and nods his head at you. Yunho is Mingi’s closest friend as well as a known surfer. Him and Mingi surf together all the time. You two have spoken before and follow each others instas but your convos stay short and casual.
You can’t lie. This man is beautiful. His tall toned body paired with his perfectly set face, the cheesy smile and sweet boyish charm. You most definitely found him attractive.
You bring yourself out your staring when you notice a large crack running down Yunhos surfboard. “Wait what happened to your board.”
“Yikes man, what DID happen.” Mingi says grasping the nose of the board to ogle at the crack.
Yunho looks down at it and gives a shy smile. Gosh he’s handsome. “Dropped it on the asphalt. It should be fine..I’m still heading to catch the big wave today.”
“Really ? You sure your board will be able to stay up ?” You’re not exactly a surfer yourself but you know that cracks can be detrimental.
Mingi’s eyes widen at the news of the big wave. “Bro the waves about to come in 10, let’s go catch it !” You roll your eyes and ask for a to go box. Yunho pats your shoulder. “No need to worry, I can always swim if I get wiped out.” He gives you a playful wink before heading out with the guys.
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You guys return to the beach. You pull out your to-go box and munch on your leftovers while watching the beach goers and occasionally watching the guys and their antics.
Yunho stops by your tower with his board. “Hey do you got any board wax ?” You usually have some but Mingi used up the last bit. “Sorry I’m all out” Yunho was staring at you as though he didn’t care.
“It’s ok, by the way there’s sauce on your shirt.” You look down and see the grease spot that you couldn’t see due to your lifeguard swimsuits’s red hue. “God. Thanks Yunho.”
“Don’t worry you still look good..I mean you always look pretty.”
“Oh..thank you, again.” You practically shrink into yourself after the compliment. Yunho fondly stares “I was wondering if..”
“ YUNHOOO THE WAVES HERE.” Yunho quickly turns before grabbing his board. He turns back to you looking torn between the wave and the convo. “Talk to you later ?” “No worries just tell me when you’re done.” He smiles and rushes over to the guys getting ready in the water.
Time passes and you see the guys close by splashing water on each other. However, you realize Yunho isn’t there ? Your intuition screams for you to look farther with your binoculars.
You see him riding a large wave. Focused and concentrated. But. You noticed where the crack in his board was began to split, and soon Yunho gets engulfed into the water. When you see him not come back to the surface you know somethings wrong.
You get off the tower and run down into the shore. You tell Mingi to come with you to help Yunho.
After swimming over and a draw boat comes, Yunho is finally safe. You, Mingi and Yunho go to the nearby clinic to ensure he’s fully ok. You waited in the waiting room while Mingi was inside with Yunho. Finally, Mingi comes out.
“Hey is Yunho ok did they- ?”
“He thinks you’re cute.” Mingi shrugs and takes his phone out.
You can feel the heat fill your face from the random info. “I didn’t ask that, but thanks ? Is he ok though.” You’re sure he is from Mingi’s calmness but still need the verbal assurance.
“Yea he’s perfectly fine, waves just knocked the wind out of him.” Mingi’s demeanor is unphased..which is a switch from how scared and worried he was initially, it seems like he’s even smirking from your concern.
“That’s good..thank god.” Relief washes over you but you can still see Mingi’s smirk.
“So when are you telling him you like him.” He says still typing away on his phone.
“What,,your bestfriend just almost drowned why are you asking silly shit.”
“My bestfriend is completely fine and I’ll let him know to text you.”
“What.”
Mingi starts to walk back into the room Yunhos in. “Just let him take you out.” He closes the door, and now you’re just sat there speechless.
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“Meet me at the shaved ice shop at 8 ?”
That’s the text Yunho sent a week after the surfing incident. You already know Mingi told him to text you. You’re whirling in a mixture of nervousness and embarrassment.
You sit at a stool in the icee shop checking your phone trying to keep yourself occupied. Then you see him. In a plain black tee and grey jeans..outside of his typical swim short and sandals attire.
You both begin to talk. You expected an awkward conversation considering how you two were aware of one another but not close..however, you two meshed so well ? Finishing each others thoughts and falling into each others jokes with no hesitation. Such a smooth and clean interaction.
“I just wanted to thank you..the guys would’ve never knew I was in trouble if it wasn’t for you.”
“No need to thank me..it’s my job, but like literally.” Yunho let’s out a breathy laugh at your words, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Hey shop closes up in 5, time to head out.” The shop manager tells you while gesturing at the door. You both head out and walk over to Yunho’s car.
He stops you with a hand on your shoulder. “I have my swim trunks and a blanket so we could swim and hang out if you’re not ready to go home.”
“Do you always keep a blanket in your car ?” You laugh.
“No no but, I really did want to spend time with you alone…we can leave now if you want…” Yunho looks away, running his hand through his hair.
“It’s ok…come on let’s go.” You reach your hand out to Yunho, fingers interlocked you two walk to the lower part of the beach. You take off your clothes..your swimsuit being underneath.
“Do you always keep a swimsuit under your clothes.” Yunho playfully mocks. You roll your eyes trying to hide your amusement.
You both swam together. Splashing water alongside of Yunho trying to teach you some swimming tricks he learned for if he wiped out on his board. The moonlight and stars leave bright streaks in the ocean swallowed by the night.
Soon you both get tired and return to the higher part of the beach while Yunho lays out the blanket. You both started sitting away from each other, talking more and finishing things discussed in the shop. Slowly it became you and Yunho laying side by side, hands brushing against each other.
“Hey..” he tilts your head to look at him. “Yes…” He looks into your eyes and looks away before returning them back. “I know we don’t talk but..I think I really like you.”
You stare, heart pumping harder at his words. He bites his lip in regret “I know that was too random, sorry I’ll take you home.”
“…Yunho don’t…I like you too..” You’re both facing each other, close enough to wear you feel each others breaths.
“You do….”
“I do.”
In seconds Yunho’s lips were on yours. His kisses were slow and methodical, his hand cupping your cheek while the free hand was set on your hip. Soon his tongue was brought into it, slowly whirling with yours.
Now..you knew what you were about to do was bold. But you couldn’t help it. You got on top of Yunho, hands sliding down his bare torso on his damp skin. This kiss continues and you feel him bring his hands to your hips.
You begin to grind down, not as fast or steady as you wanted due to nervousness. Yunho understands though, and ground you into him for you. The kiss finally breaks and you take a breath..the reality of it all hits you and you hide your face away in an attempt not to be consumed by his gaze.
Yunho can’t help but to want to see and relish in your shyness and glassy eyes. He puts his fingers to your chin, making you look at him.
“Getting shy on me ?” He says stroking your chin. He brings the hand back down onto your hip and continues to grind you two together. You can feel his bulge, the sensation intense from the thinness of your swimwear bottoms.
After mustering enough courage you reach down his swim trunk’s waistband.
“Can I...” Yunho is reeling at the fact you can’t even look him in the eye. “Go ahead baby..” Yunho nods and watches you go further down his torso. You pull the shorts down and there it was. His cock springs up, unbearably hard and oozing precum.
You lightly pump him in your hand and he winces in pleasure. After bringing your confidence up you bring your lips to the tip of his cock and suck. Yunho’s head is thrown back, lips parted. You begin bobbing your head up and down, struggling to take it all in your mouth. Yunho’s ok with that though…he actually finds it cute.
“Fuck…you’re doing so good for me.”
He gather your hair in his hand and helps you make your way up and down his cock. You peer up at him seeing him with a face of content while also taking airy breaths. You feel him twitch in your mouth. That’s when he pulls you away.
“You’ve helped me too much, I need to return the favor…” Yunho swiftly lays you back and pulls off your swim bottoms.
Such a view for him. Your skin moistened by the remaining sea water sitting on it, body unveiled to him..breast peaking from your swim top due to it being disheveled from all the movement. He opens your legs, another lovely view..your heat is sopping wet. He groans from the sight alone.
He pulls your swim top off, it was barely hanging on anyway. Parting your legs, he leans down and places kisses across your inner thighs. Then begins nipping and sucking at the skin. Your hips begin to stutter up from anticipation.
“Mm someone’s getting impatient hm ?” Yunho lightly swipes his thumb across your clit leading you to sigh.
“ ‘need your mouth on me…”. Your face is beyond warm and hot…being so exposed has you losing your mind but in a way…gives you more sexual gratification.
He takes his thumb away and begins licking and nipping at your clit. Fingers making their way into your hole, curling in a “come here” motion. You find solace by grabbing his hair, gently pulling which makes him take it farther.
He laps at your cunt. Sucking at your clit while speedily fucking you with his index and middle finger. The alarming pace with his fingers easing more of your arousal out. “..Yunho..more, please fuck..” He takes his fingers away and starts making out with your cunt. You’re bucking into his face while his tongue takes you apart.
“Cum on my face for me ” You’re done for. His tongue finds the perfect rhythm flicking against your clit. Then he places open mouthed kisses on your cunt.
You cum all over his face and he licks up as much of your essence as he can. He comes back to your face and kiss you; tasting yourself and his lip balm. “We can stop now if you want…” he whispers kissing down your neck, his cock hard against you.
You shake your head no. “Inside..I need you inside..” Yunho loses it at the confirmation. He opens your legs up for him and kisses you while bringing his cock into you. He presses all his weight onto you while slowly thrusting his cock into your soaking core. You’re filled to the hilt..his cock stretching you while his tip thumps against your gspot.
It’s all so intoxicating. The scent of the cool beach and him mixing with your own scent. Combined with the wetness shared between your bodies and the sensation of his cock stuffing you full over and over again.
Your senses are overloaded. All your pussy can do is clench around his cock. Yunho is just as fucked out..feelings your plush walls tighten around him.
“Fuck. Almost everyday..” His hips meet yours in a harsher fashion. “Almost everyday I see you…in that swimsuit.” The drags of his cock are becoming heavier and heavier. “And I just think about having you all to myself..pull the swimsuit off you and fucking you…just like this.”
Yunho takes notice of how your cunt sucks him in with his words. “I bet you knew…I bet you wanted the same..” He slams into your cunt with the punctuation. “So fucking good.” Your moans are loud. Praying nobody is taking a late night visit to the beach because they’d know exactly what you were doing. You naturally quiet yourself by biting your lip.
Yunho stops your silence by snapping his hips faster while kissing you. He holds your face in his large hand while he fucks into you harshly. He pulls his lips away, his sighs and groans in unison with your moans and whines. “Who cares if someone hears..I need to hear you.”
His thrusts become sloppy and lose their tempo. He’s just as close as you are. “You gonna cum on my cock for me ?” Only moans of affirmation can be vocalized. After his tip hits the right spot a few more times you cum on it. Your arousal covering his cock and lower abdomen.
His thrust falter. He pulls out but his tip is still pressed onto your cunt’s bud and he cums all over your pussy. You can feel his warm seed run down your folds.
You both fully collapse onto the blanket. The air is filled with sex and the humidity from the weather. You can hear the ocean sway and Yunho’s breaths. Above you the still moon and stars. Your eyes begin to lull before Yunho rises and picks you up off the blanket.
He takes you both to the mini showers used for washing sand off and cleans you both up. You both put your clothes on, him helping you put on yours while asking if you’re ok and whispering affirmations.
Soon you both head back to his car and begin to ride along the beachside. His hand occasionally resting on your thigh during the ride. Soon you both finally arrive to your home to drop you off.
“Are you on beach duty tomorrow.” He asks drawing shapes into your hand with his fingers.
“I shouldn’t be.” You begin holding his hand, rubbing your thumb against his.
“Meet me at the shaved ice shop again ?”
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Assumptions (Part 14)
Rewritten/Edited. ~1.8k words
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Your shift at The Wreck ends in a rush of three parties of four, two of which are families. The last family exits the restaurant praising the food to the point that Mike is grinning ear to ear, pleased with how the day has gone.
“Nice job today,” he says as you pass him to finish out your shift before collecting your bag.
“Thanks!” You grin and turn to Kiara, who is returning from the back patio. “See you tomorrow for surfing, Kie?”
“Yes!”
You wave as you let the door close behind you before you start to dig for your car keys. Once you find them, you look up and pause to see Rafe leaning against your car. His cap is pulled low, so you cannot see his face as he looks at his feet. But you know it is him without even looking at his face. Your skin prickles, and you stay a few steps back from him.
“What are you doing here?” You ask, and that catches his attention. His head snaps up, and he looks at you. He lets his gaze drag over the length of you. “Rafe?” You ask when he does not respond.
“I miss you.”
You frown, the disappointment is clear on your face.
“I know you miss me too.”
You exhale and close the distance between you before gently moving him away from your door. You unlock the car and drop your things inside before turning to him. He watches you, and you can tell he is not sober. His eyes are bloodshot, and he looks like he is off in another world. A world you cannot reach.
“How much have you had to drink tonight?”
“Not much.”
“You are not sober, Rafe. Don’t lie to me.”
“It’s not alcohol.”
You lift an eyebrow, arms crossing over your chest. “Then what is it?”
“Coke,” he mutters, sticking his hands in his pockets. You scoff and start to get inside your car, but he is fast and catches your door before you open it wider. “I promised to be honest with you, didn't I?"
"You did."
He presses his lips into a thin line. "This is my secret."
"Cocaine is your secret?" You ask.
"Yep," he responds, waiting for your reaction, but you do not give one for the longest moment.
You exhale, the toe of your shoe kicking a large chunk of asphalt across the space. "That morning that you were silent... when you wouldn't talk to me," you whisper, hands gripping your arms after you cross them over your waist to hug yourself. "Were you high?"
"I was coming down from a high," he answers, running his hand over his hair. "Ward and I got into an argument the night before, and I went and did a lines at Barry's before eventually coming to pick you up."
You nod once before looking away. "Was that the first time?"
"No."
"Our entire relationship?"
"Yes."
"Okay..." you whisper, the realization smacking into you that this is a real problem for him.
"Since I was honest, can you do me a favor?"
"Maybe."
"Come talk to me, please? I have the truck; we can go for a drive.”
“I am not going for a drive with you when you are like this.”
“We will not go anywhere then. Please…” He frowns, his last word coming out as a whine.
“Fine,” you huff and close your car door before following him to his truck a few spaces away. He opens the door for you, and you climb in before he goes around to his side and gets in. “You have ten minutes. I’m tired.”
“Ten minutes,” he agrees before looking out the windshield. “How was work?”
“Rafe,” you sigh and start to go for the door handle.
“Don’t!” He reaches over, his hand on yours, preventing you from pulling on the handle. “I won’t… I’ll talk, just stay please,” he whispers. His face is buried in your hair. “Please.”
You have a feeling you will regret it, but you cave. “Okay, I’ll stay.”
He settles back into his seat. It is quiet for a moment, and you try to be patient as you let him process his thoughts. The silence extends.
“Eight minutes,” you finally whisper.
“I love you,” he says, and you tighten your hands on your thighs. “You’ve taken everything I have. I can’t… I’ve tried to date someone else…, and I can’t. There is no more loving someone else.”
You cannot lift your gaze to meet his as you process his words.
“I know you say you don’t love me,” he whispers, reaching across, and you feel his fingers on your face after he moves your hair behind your shoulder. He turns your chin, so you are looking at him. “But I know you love me. Even if it is the tiniest amount. I saw it at the party.”
You shake your head and reach up to remove his touch. “I don’t, Rafe.”
“You do.”
“I. Do. Not.” You say each word with finality. “You’ve tormented my friends and me for years. Your sister does not like you because of how you treat everyone. That does not magically go away because of three little words.”
He closes his eyes, and his hands tighten on the steering wheel.
“I will never love you. You have to let me go.” You whisper the last part before reaching for the door handle. “Let me go, Rafe. It’s the only option you have.”
You get out of his truck and hurry to your car before he can stop you.
“Fuck!” He yells out, and you quickly leave the parking lot, dialing Sarah as you head towards the Chateau. You wanted to go home, but with your mother out at work and having angered him, this is your only safe choice.
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Night has come and settled, everyone is inside playing games and drinking as you sit alone on the dock. Your gaze fixated on the stars and open stretch of marsh in front of you.
“There she is.”
JJ takes the open space across from you. His legs extend out to be beside yours. The warmth radiating from him warms your legs. You smile at him before tipping your head back to look at the stars.
“Everything okay?”
You shrug, unable to answer a yes, and unwilling to answer with a no. Rafe’s words are biting at you more than you are willing to admit to. You were so confident that you did not love him before, but the way you felt walking away from him yet again burned more than you were comfortable with. But he is Rafe Cameron, there is no way you can love him. Not after all that he has done.
“Is it Rafe?”
JJ’s question snaps you out of your train of thought. “Maybe,” you exhale and meet his gaze again. His blue eyes blaze with the unspoken hatred he harbors for the kook. “He came by work today. Asked to talk.” You look down at your hands in your lap. You fiddle with your nails as you think about his words, and JJ lets you. He waits patiently for you to continue. “He says he loves me still and cannot be with someone else. He thinks I love him.”
“Do you?”
“No,” you whisper before lifting your chin to meet JJ’s gaze. But there is that tugging feeling in the deep corner of your heart. “I don’t think so.”
He looks out at the marsh, away from you, and you see his jaw tick. He doubts you. It is easy to read on his face, even with him staring out at the marsh. You already doubt yourself after feeling the way you felt leaving each other the past three times, and the tense set of JJ does not ease that doubt. It is harder than you are willing to admit. Rafe has grown on you.
“He isn’t good for you,” JJ finally says, his eyes meeting yours again. “Not like you deserve.”
“I know.” You mutter and reach up to wipe the stray tear that has escaped. “I think I need more time to myself to sort through this mess, is all.”
JJ frowns then before huffing out a breath. “Want me to take you home? Make sure you are safe there on your own?”
It is late enough for you to be sure Rafe will not appear in the next few hours before your mother comes home. And being alone with your thoughts sounds better than worrying the others.
“Please?” you whisper, fiddling with your bracelet. JJ reaches out for you after he stands and helps you to your feet. You lean into his side as you walk. “You’re a good friend JJ.”
He hums his appreciation for your words. You look up at him once you are near your car. Your hands drop to his.
"What about more than a friend?" He asks, his voice low and breathy as he closes the last few inches of space between you. "What if I become more than a friend?"
Your lips part and you grip his hands tighter. The girl at the beginning of the summer would have jumped at the thought of dating JJ. "Jay..."
"I can be the guy you need, you know that right?"
You nod once before his lips crash against yours. You kiss him back as he wraps his arms around you holding you against him. The kiss ends for a moment before he is kissing you again. You kiss him back, hands moving up his toned arms. But then Rafe's face flashes through your mind, and you pull away, nails biting at his biceps.
"Hey, what is it?" He asks, reaching for you as you pull away completely.
You shake your head, fingertips brushing your tingling lips. "I can't do this... Jay, I'm sorry."
He nods, hands on his hips. "Why not?"
"I'm not the girl you love like that anymore."
He exhales with a shake of his head. "I'm too late."
You give him a sympathetic smile before glancing at your shoes as you break his heart too. "Whoever that girl ends up being, she will be so lucky.”
He blushes a little before looking down at his shoes.
“I mean it, J.” You squeeze his hand. “The girl before this mess would have killed for that spot.”
“But not this new girl?”
You shake your head. “She needs to sort through her own mess right now.” You lean in and press a soft kiss on his cheek. “Besides, we both know Rafe would try to murder you if you and I start dating right now.”
“I can take him.”
You giggle and pat his chest. “I’m sure you can, but let’s not tempt fate.”
He shrugs, letting you call the shots.
“I still love you, Maybank. I’ll always be one of your girls.”
“I love you too.” He flashes his dimple in a grin before he helps you into the car and goes around to the driver’s side. The ride back to your house is quiet, but comfortable as you soak up the night air filtering through the open windows.
Part XV
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Skyline Beach from The Urbz
“ Welcome to Tar Beach, situated high above 125th Street. It's the closest you can get to the beach in The Urbz: Sims in the City's. While it may not have the surf, it has a view of the turf. Set amid water towers and business parks, hot concrete and asphalt roofs string together TV antennas and clothes lines while life bustles by in the city far below.
So bring some suntan lotion and a lot of attitude and be ready to show your stuff at a moment's notice, or you'll be outlawed just like those pigeon coops from this open-top city neighborhood. “
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Day Seven- Seven
Some people are lucky enough to fall in love with their best friend, they’re lucky enough to always be with the person they’ve grown to call home.
JJ and Ruby were one of those lucky ones, meeting in late November at the age of seven, they both were in third grade.
At the time Ruby had only seen JJ the few times he’d hung out with John B at the chateau, immediately sparking her interest when she watched him trip and fall on the docks, muttering a quick ‘I’m okay!’ before grabbing his fishing pole and running after John B and Big John.
The day they met Ruby was on the monkey bars, Dana had dared her to hang upside down and recite her ABC’s backwards.
But as soon as Ruby began Dana ran off, making Ruby sit up and call out for her friend, her leg getting stuck in the monkey bars.
Down on the asphalt JJ was playing tag with Pope, stopping mid chase as he saw Ruby, all other thoughts had vanished as he just stood there.
“ who is she..?” JJ asked and Pope turned around, following his gaze, “ I have no idea” Pope responded.
And like a moth drawn to a flame JJ was making his way over there as Ruby began to panic, desperately trying to get her leg unstuck.
Eventually she got her leg free, shrieking as she fell- only JJ was there and caught her right in his arms.
After that JJ and Ruby became attached at the hip, never one without the other, no matter the circumstances.
She was there to patch him up after every fight with his dad, holding him as he cried and hid in his closet- the two slipping away into a fantasy where their lives weren’t as terrible.
He congratulated her on every good grade and she helped him study- he taught her how to fish while she taught him how to surf.
After the storm drain they both realized they had feelings for each other, but because of John B’s rule they could never confess.
The two were always in their treehouse, pretending to be pirates or undercover agents- this place was fuel for their imaginations.
in middle school they were picked to play Romeo and Juliet in the English class play, that was the first time he ever kissed her.
Even as John B tore into him that night JJ couldn’t keep the smile off his face, he got to kiss the girl of his dreams.
Every moment, every look and every touch led to where they are now- two people finally able to be together.
Through all the ups and downs somehow they kept their love strong, it never faltered but instead brought them closer together.
Some people are lucky enough to fall in love with their best friend, and some are even luckier to call them their soulmates.
Those people were JJ and Ruby.
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With Love
(mild gore warning)
Vikram washed his hands in the sink, burning hot water tracing down the delicate details of manicured nails and taut tendons. The smell of the soap grounded him, cinnamon and apple, and when he splashed his face he felt like he'd been caught in an autumnal rainshower.
He patted his face dry.
Doctor Bedlam was running as fast as he could, lungs aching, heart pumping. The clatter of his lazer rifle against his back would definitely leave an ugly bruise tomorrow. Even as he ran, he did his best to reload, a loud clunk accompanying the pneumatic hiss of the stock opening, the depleted plasmic charge clattering across the asphalt. Despite his nerves and the incessant beat of his boots on the pavement, his hands were as steady as always, and the gun was promptly reloaded.
The liquor cabinet would need some restocking soon. Fingertips caught on the rim of a tequila bottle, stroking across the label of his favorite wine. Part of him just wanted to gargle Everclear and then pass out, face-down. Instead, he plucked up an oddball; some nice dark rum.
Four fingers in a glass, with a chunk of clear ice, and it was gone in seconds, some leftover chilled liquid clinging to the whiskers of his goatee.
"OTTO!" Bedlam screeched, the rifle propped up on his hip. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU HURT HIM."
Vikram didn't know why he was wasting time surfing through channels. Nothing held his attention. There were some real classics on, too, some sitcoms from his childhood, a few great blockbuster hits. Even his absolute favorites-- the first Terminator, How It's Made, I Robot-- nada. He turned off the TV. More than he had with the shows flickering by, he was locked in focus, staring back at his own darkened reflection.
Even from his spot so many meters away, Doctor Bedlam's visor HUD could capture the action. Mr. Brawn was slumped over on his knees, one arm blown off. His eyes were slightly open but it was clear he wasn't online. Why a fellow villain like The Judicator would take the android, Bedlam had no idea. All he knew was that The Judicator had hurt his lover and was trying to do more damage, even as Bedlam screamed his vocal chords raw.
Taking the elevator felt silly but Vikram didn't feel like using the stairs. The ride down beneath the mansion felt longer than ever. When the musak kicked on all of a sudden, some Queen song he didn't feel like recognizing, he punched the access panel hard enough to both silence the speaker and leave harsh red abrasions on his knuckles. Vikram didn't feel the pain.
The Judicator's head seemed to jump from his body. It'd been his own fault. You didn't listen to a maniac shrieking threats and then begin to place a grenade in said psycho's lover's mouth. Not that he knew, or anyone knew. To them, Mr. Brawn was just a machine. To Bedlam, he was his life.
The lights in the lab flickered on, almost sickly in hue, but perhaps that was just Vikram's vision swimming. He loathed seeing Otto like this; naked, bared, damaged and offline on the fucking operating table. It wasn't even his lack of skin that was unnerving. The doctor knew he'd love the android just as much if he barely resembled a humanoid thing. It wasn't the body but the soul he adored.
Hesitant fingertips ran down Otto's chest. He was repaired, his new arm set aside on another table to finish calibrating. The next step was to synthesize his bulk in lab-grown flesh. Maybe Vikram would give him a slight tan this time, or freckles, or a cute little "birthmark" only he'd be privy to.
Doctor Bedlam didn't only kill when he finally hit his breaking point. He left behind such gruesome gore that the news channels knew better than to report on them, on the very rare occasion that it happened.
The Judicator wouldn't just be beheaded, left steaming on the asphalt with how powerful the beam had been. Bedlam made sure to beat his corpse into ground beef before shoving his own grenade into his open chest cavity. Bedlam didn't even move, facing the full force of the explosion from only a few feet away. He had that much trust in his own armor. Plus, the heat, the light, the flying fleshy debris; it grounded him. That burning white bloodthirsty mania only began to calm when he couldn't recognize what was a limb or organ anymore.
Leaning over, Vikram pressed a delicate kiss to Otto's mouth, or at least the metallic mandibles that made it. He stroked his hands, no longer red with blood, down his cranium, petting his chest, his one shoulder.
"Love you," He whispered, his scowl finally abating after so many hours. "See you soon, okay?"
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I can't stop thinking of David saving Chris through the years. like the most stupid things, to the actual dangerous one(s) after Chris got together with Ron (and Tommy). Because he was going to keep him safe anyway, but now he's so happy now, he deserves that, and to be safe. Extra safe. Extra extra safe. (Uhoh...maybe that's a bit too much?)
Omg okay we’re gonna run through the years of them together.
14- Chris never saw the curb. He tripped right over it. He threw his arms out to catch himself but was caught in the air instead. He looks up. He’s pretty sure the kids name is David. “Oh! Thanks! I’m sorry I didn’t really see it.” David smiles at him. “It’s okay! Wanna hang out?” Chris smiles. He’s just made his first friend in a long time.
15- Chris knew as he was falling out of the tree it was a bad idea. He braces for hitting the ground but instead slams into David. David who moved to catch him. Well not catch. More like break the fall. Speaking of break. Chris is pretty sure his wrist is broken. Great.
16- Chris is talking so animatedly about whatever car he’s managed to pull apart that he doesn’t see the thats car coming towards him. David does though. He shoves Chris out of the way. He gets tagged by it. It spins him around and he lands on the asphalt. Woah he’s dizzy. Chris is grabbing onto him. Chris looks extremely panicked. It’s fine though. The car didn’t hit Chris.
17- when Chris said he wanted to curl his hair David knew it was a horrible idea. He’s seen the things Rebecca uses to curl hers. That shit should not go in someone’s hair. But of course David agrees to help. Chris is sitting on the tub ledge when David curls the first piece. “This shit is going to burn your hair off.” Becca finds them 10 minutes later and is like wtf turn the temperature down??
18- the waves were beautiful big since there’s a storm rolling in. They’re staying at the beach for the entire two weeks. David has finally talked Chris into surfing the week before. He never was able to convince him before. Chris insists he’s fine to surf today. It starts out perfectly. They paddle out, everything is gorgeous. They catch a few waves with no issues. On the next one though Chris gets caught in it. David honestly doesn’t know what happens. One second he’s watching Chris laugh the next Chris is gone with his board.
David doesn’t even think before jumping off his board. He dives. The salt burns his eyes. It’s fine. He needs to find Chris. Chris who isn’t used to swimming with the weight of a board dragging at you. Chris who is currently at the bottom when David finally reaches him. They surface. Chris doesn’t start coughing right away. That scares the shit out of David. He lets the waves help carry them to shore. He lays Chris on the beach.
Suddenly Chris is coughing. Scrapes his fingers down David’s chest. “I’m never doing that again Jesus Christ.” David sits back on his heels and laughs. Oh god he almost lost Chris.
21- Chris was a pretty good drunk all things considered. Doesn’t say anything bad. Is nice. Doesn’t throw up. But goddamn is he wobbly. David has to catch him from braining himself on the concrete again. A striking parallel to their first meeting.
24- when the captain said grain silo rescue David was terrified. No one makes it out of those. It’s a scary situation. The grain will just swallow you up. Him and Chris are up there because of the rock climbing they did this summer. David watches as Chris grabs the man. Fortunately he’s only up to his waist. “Its okay! We’ve got you!”
The man stares at Chris. Suddenly he shoves Chris, “don’t want to gay man to help me get lost.” Chris lost his balance. He lands in the grain. He freezes. David lunges forward and grabs Chris. Fuck the man Chris is his priority. He manages to pull Chris up and out. He goes back for the man. He lets the man sink a few more inches before finally grabbing him.
27- “I don’t know how it happened okay? Just fix it David.” David loves Chris. No question there. Does he understand Chris? No. Not all the time. Somehow Chris was convinced by Becca that he should put on fake nails. Stupid if you ask David but hey he’s not being asked. He digs around for the clippers his ex girlfriend left.
30’s- when he gets the call from Lucas that Chris has been in an accident he freaks. Knows Ron and Tom aren’t going to be home for another month and a half at least. He drives so fast to the hospital, Lucas meets him in the ER. He grabs onto David before he can start asking questions. “He’s fine. Alive. Breathing on his own. You’ve gotta get Jake. He’s in preschool right now.” David blinks at Lucas. God he loves him. “Take care of him for me I’ll be back with Jake.”
David is one of the approved adults at Jake’s school. He picks the kid up and carried him on his shoulder the whole way to the car. Jake is swinging his legs the best he can.
David brings Jake to the hospital. He explained on the way how Jake’s dad got hurt but he’s okay. His head just hurts a lot so Jake gets to have a sleepover at Uncle David and Lucas’s house.
When he finds Chris’s room Lucas is already there he’s chatting with Chris. Jake sees Chris and starts squirming. He sets Jake down and he takes off for Chris. He’s scooped up on the bed. “God David thank you. You saved me here.” David smiles. “Anytime doll.”
#chris seresin#david Benton#ron x chris x tom#tom x ron x chris#lucas benton#idk what his last name would be other then that#young jake seresin#slider is jake’s dad
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Road Tripping through California's Coastal Paradise: A Symphony of Beaches, Surf, and Sunsets
California's coastline is a haven for beach lovers, surfers, and nature enthusiasts alike. From the iconic Golden Gate Bridge to the laid-back vibes of Santa Monica, this coastal journey offers endless opportunities for exploration. Cruise along the Pacific Coast Highway, stopping at charming towns, sun-kissed beaches, and world-class surf spots.
Introduction
Welcome to the sun-soaked shores of California, where the Pacific Ocean kisses the coastline in a harmonious dance of waves and where every bend in the road unveils a new chapter of coastal beauty. With a decade of travel experience, I invite you to join me on an unforgettable road trip through California's coastal paradise. From the majestic Golden Gate Bridge to the relaxed ambiance of Santa Monica, this journey is a symphony of beaches, surf, and breathtaking sunsets.
The Pacific Coast Highway: A Ribbon of Scenic Wonders
Setting the Stage: The Golden Gate Bridge
Our coastal adventure begins in San Francisco, home to the iconic Golden Gate Bridge. As the crimson-orange towers rise against the backdrop of the fog-kissed bay, it's a visual overture to the wonders that await on this journey. Take a leisurely stroll along the bridge's pedestrian walkway for panoramic views of the city, Alcatraz Island, and the Pacific Ocean.
Cruising Along Highway 1
Hit the road on the legendary Pacific Coast Highway (Highway 1), a ribbon of asphalt that hugs the rugged coastline. The journey is as much about the drive as it is about the destinations. With the Pacific Ocean to your west and cliffs adorned with wildflowers to your east, the scenery is a constant companion.
Charming Towns and Coastal Retreats
Half Moon Bay: Coastal Tranquility
Our first pitstop is Half Moon Bay, a coastal town known for its laid-back atmosphere and pristine beaches. Explore the historic Main Street, lined with boutique shops and charming cafes. For nature enthusiasts, a visit to the Fitzgerald Marine Reserve unveils tide pools teeming with marine life.
Santa Cruz: Surfing Capital
Continue south to Santa Cruz, the quintessential surf town. Feel the salty breeze as you stroll along the Santa Cruz Wharf or test your skills at the iconic Steamer Lane surf spot. The Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk adds a nostalgic touch with its vintage rides and seaside attractions.
Carmel-by-the-Sea: Quaint Elegance
As the road winds through cypress-lined cliffs, you'll arrive at Carmel-by-the-Sea. This picturesque town exudes charm with its fairytale cottages, art galleries, and white-sand beaches. Take a scenic walk along 17-Mile Drive for postcard-perfect views of the rugged coastline and the famous Lone Cypress.
Big Sur: Majestic Landscapes
Big Sur, a crown jewel of California's coast, beckons with its dramatic cliffs, redwood forests, and artistic retreats. McWay Falls, a waterfall cascading onto a pristine beach, is a must-see. Breathe in the fresh air as you navigate the winding roads, and be prepared for jaw-dropping vistas at every turn.
Sun-Kissed Beaches and World-Class Surf
Pfeiffer Beach: A Hidden Gem
Tucked away in Big Sur is Pfeiffer Beach, a hidden gem known for its purple-hued sands. Marvel at the unique rock formations, including the famous Keyhole Arch. Sunset is a magical time here, as the fading light paints the rocks and waves in a palette of warm tones.
Malibu: Surfing in Paradise
As you head towards Southern California, Malibu awaits with its glamorous beaches and world-class surf breaks. Zuma Beach is a favorite among surfers and sunbathers alike. Whether you're catching waves or simply soaking up the sun, Malibu embodies the epitome of the California surf culture.
Huntington Beach: Surf City USA
Continue south to Huntington Beach, crowned as Surf City USA. The International Surfing Museum is a tribute to the sport's rich history, while the Huntington Beach Pier provides panoramic views of the coastline. Join locals and visitors alike as they embrace the surfing lifestyle that defines this vibrant beach community.
Nature's Spectacle: Coastal State Parks
Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park
Return to the coastline, and venture into Julia Pfeiffer Burns State Park, where lush forests meet the sea. The Overlook Trail offers breathtaking views of McWay Falls and the surrounding coastline. It's a sanctuary of tranquility, with the rhythmic sounds of crashing waves and the rustling leaves creating a symphony of nature.
Point Lobos State Natural Reserve
Explore the pristine beauty of Point Lobos State Natural Reserve, often referred to as the "crown jewel" of California's state park system. Hike along coastal trails that lead to hidden coves, and witness seals, sea lions, and a variety of bird species. The reserve is a testament to California's commitment to preserving its natural treasures.
Santa Monica: The Grand Finale
Sunset at the Santa Monica Pier
As our coastal journey reaches its grand finale, Santa Monica welcomes you with open arms. The iconic Santa Monica Pier, with its Ferris wheel and carnival atmosphere, sets the stage for a perfect ending. Join the locals for a sunset stroll along the sandy shores or ride the Ferris wheel for a panoramic view of the coastline bathed in the golden hues of dusk.
Embracing the Laid-Back Vibes
Santa Monica's laid-back vibes make it an ideal spot to unwind after the road trip. Explore the vibrant Third Street Promenade, dotted with shops, restaurants, and street performers. The beachfront bike path invites you to rent a bike and pedal along the ocean, embracing the carefree spirit of Southern California.
Practical Tips for Your Coastal Adventure
Timing Your Trip
The beauty of California's coast is accessible year-round, but certain seasons offer unique experiences. Spring and fall provide pleasant weather and fewer crowds, making it an ideal time for a road trip. Summers can be busy, especially in popular beach towns, while winter brings the possibility of dramatic storm-watching scenes.
Pack Essentials for the Drive
Ensure your road trip is smooth by packing essentials. Sunglasses, sunscreen, and comfortable clothing are a must, as are your camera and binoculars for wildlife watching. Plan your accommodations in advance, especially during peak seasons, to secure the best beachfront stays.
Embrace Spontaneity
While it's essential to plan key stops and accommodations, leave room for spontaneity. Some of the best experiences on this coastal journey may come from impromptu detours to hidden beaches or roadside attractions. Embrace the freedom of the open road.
Conclusion
In conclusion, road tripping through California's coastal paradise is a journey that transcends the ordinary. From the misty cliffs of Big Sur to the sandy shores of Santa Monica, every mile is a brushstroke in a masterpiece of nature. As a seasoned traveler, I can attest that this coastal symphony of beaches, surf, and sunsets is an ode to the soul-stirring beauty of California's coastline. So, buckle up, roll down the windows, and let the salty breeze guide you on an unforgettable road trip along the sunlit shores of the Golden State.
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The Seashell 🐚
Sequel to ‘A Spontaneous Visit to the Sea’
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Life may have returned to normal after my visit to the beach, but I had changed. There was a restless freedom inside of me that couldn’t stand being confined. I felt like a sleepwalker at work… performing mindless tasks and making scripted small talk. All I could think about was returning to that fishing village and living the way I was meant to. I kept a seashell in my pocket to remind me of that magical day. Adam had given it to me, and I’d been using it as a touchstone to get through the long week.
I went outside on my lunch break and sat at a picnic table beneath the crab apple tree. The pink blossoms looked lovely — a spot of blooming life amidst a dead sea of black asphalt. A family of sparrows serenaded me from the branches, drowning out the noise from the busy car park.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the seashell; creamy yellow on the outside, pretty peach on the inside. I held it up to my ear. The rushing sound of waves transported me back…
I can see the dog bounding into the rolling surf… see the golden sunburst in his owner’s blue eyes. He’s smiling at me, and my stomach turns over. Perhaps seasickness and lovesickness feel exactly the same?
The chime of my mobile phone interrupts the vision. I set the shell down and rummage through my purse. ‘Adam from the beach’ is emblazoned across the screen. My heart skips a beat when I read his text message. Absolutely, I reply, adding a smiley emoji. Of course I’m going back this weekend.
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Written for @writeblrcafe & @ashirisu cinnamon prompt: what does your character have in their pocket?
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If you love it enough, he suggests, the land will love you back, and even heal you
"I missed California to the point of grief.” The darting of jackrabbits, the crashing surf, the smell of eucalyptus, the “surgical sharpness” of the light — “without these things I believe I would have perished.” If you love it enough, he suggests, the land will love you back, and even heal you. No matter how much we degrade it, “it’s still present, vibrating in the shadow lines,” beneath the asphalt and concrete."
— Barry Lopez, in “Barry Lopez Urged Us to Pay Attention to a Burning World” by Ben Ehrenreich (NY Times, May 31, 2022)
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Chapter - 22
(Ella's POV)
The sun was setting when we reach the water park. The main gate was padlocked & topped with barbed wire. Inside, dry waterslides, tubes & pipes curled everywhere, into empty pools. Old tickets fluttered on the asphalt.
"If Ares brings his girlfriend here," Percy said, "I’d hate to see what she looks like."
"Percy," Annie warns. "Be more respectful."
"Why? I thought you hated Ares."
"He’s a god. His girlfriend is temperamental. But honestly, Nora is way prettier than her."
Percy agrees. "Shut up!" I say blushing.
"Who is she? Echidna?" Percy asks.
"No, Aphrodite," Grover says dreamily. Goddess of love.”
"Didn't she marry Hephaestus." Percy said.
"What's your point?" Grover asked.
"So..how'd we go in?" He changes the subject.
"Maia!" Grover flew over the fence, did an unintended somersault in midair, then stumbled, landing on the opposite side & grinned as if he’d planned the whole thing.
"Show off." I muttered. Annie laughed.
"You guys coming?" He asks.
Annie, Percy & I climb the old fashioned way, we held the wire down as we crawled over it.
We saw few attractions - Ankle Biter Island, Head Over Wedgie, & Where’s My Swimsuit? There was a shop left open. Merchandise on the shelves: snowglobes, pencils, & racks of-
"Clothes," Annie said. "Fresh clothes."
"Yeah," Percy starts. "But you can’t just-"
She snatched an entire row off the racks & disappeared into the changing room. A few minutes later she came in flower-print shorts, a red Waterland T-shirt, & Waterland surf shoes. A Waterland backpack on her shoulder, stuffed with even more goodies.
"What the heck." Grover shrugs. Soon, all four of us were dressed like walking ads for the defunct theme park.
"So Ares & Aphrodite," Percy asks me, "they have a thing going?"
"That’s old gossip, Percy," I told him. "Three thousand year old gossip."
"What about Aphrodite’s husband?"
"Well, Hephaestus, the blacksmith: crippled as a baby & got thrown off Mount Olympus. He isn’t handsome. Clever, yes, but Aphrodite isn’t into brains & talent, you know?"
"She likes bikers." I shrugged.
"Hephaestus knows?" He asked.
"Oh sure," I said. "He caught them together, literally caught them, in a golden net, & invited the gods to come laugh at them. He always tries to embarrass them. That’s why they meet in out-of-the-way places, like..."
I stopped, looking straight ahead. "Like that."
In front of us was an empty pool. It was at least fifty yards across and shaped like a bowl. Around the rim, twelve bronze cupid statues stood guard with wings & bows ready to fire. On the other side, a tunnel opened up.
"This is too easy," Percy said. "So we just walk down there and get it?"
I ran my fingers along the base of a statue. "This is a Greek letter, Eta, I wonder if...."
"Grover," Percy said, "smell any monsters?"
He sniffed the wind. "Nothing."
"Nothing-like,in-the-Arch-&-you-didn’t-smell- Echidna nothing, or nothing?"
He looked hurt. "I said, that's underground."
"Okay, I’m sorry. I’m going down. I want you to stay here with the flying shoes. You’re the Red Baron, a flying ace. I'm counting on you, if something goes wrong."
"Sure. But what could go wrong?"
"No idea. Just a hunch. Annabeth, come on-"
"Are you kidding?" she looked at him as if he’d dropped from the moon. Her cheeks red.
"What’s the problem?" He demanded.
"Me, go with you to the..Thrill Ride of Love?" She said.
"So?" But his face was burning now, too. "I’ll do it myself.” He says going down the side of the pool, I follow him, since she didn't & ignored the look Grover was giving me.
We reached the boat. The shield was on a seat, & next to it was a lady’s silk scarf. I noticed on the side of the boat: the greek letter-Eta, same as the cupid statue.
Percy picked the scarf. It shimmered pink. He smiled dreamily, & was about to rub the scarf against his cheek but I ripped it out of his hand & stuffed it in my pocket.
"No, you don’t. Stay away, that's love magic."
"What?"
"Get the shield, Percy, let’s get out of here."
The moment he touched the shield, I knew we were in trouble. His hand broke something connecting it to the dashboard. A tripwire!
"Wait," I said.
"Too late."
"There’s another Greek letter on the side of the boat, another Eta. This is a trap."
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RANGER, Chapter 12
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As Foggy walked south along the oceanside highway, the mist began to recede. There was a certain, strange rhythm to the change.
She’d walk ten steps, her eleventh step would sound muffled - almost like a pillow being struck by a hand, then the mist would pulse - briefly brightening and drawing closer to her, then it would pull back.
step, step, step, step ,step,
step, step, step, step, step
pomf, pulse, then recede
Though the sign promised a one mile march, Foggy arrived far sooner than she planned, to her it felt only minutes had passed. She chalked this up to being distracted by the strange pulsating mist around her, and instead busied herself with inspecting the commercial area she had arrived at.
With the fog fully withdrawn to her, she could see everything clearly. There was an outdoor recreation supply store, promising supplies for beachside camping, surfing, and hiking. Beside it, was a small restaurant ‘Cafe Doom’, and on the far side of the parking lot was a large billboard.
The billboard shined brilliantly,, its appearance bright, unfaded, and even appearing to be animated using some optical illusion. It depicted an advertisement for a film “Tales from the Park”. On it were two figures, one - presumably a woman, sat beside a campfire, staring into the flames with a dull expression.
The other figure was a tall man wearing a tattered military uniform, he held a rifle and aimed it out from the advertisement. From this angle, his rifle seemed to follow her even as she moved.
Foggy couldn’t help but stare at the impressive advertisement, and wondered at how it had stayed so pristine in this long abandoned place. Perhaps, she thought, there were people here who maintained the billboard.
Or perhaps maybe - she began to think, before her train of thought was interrupted by a bullet tearing through her body and throwing her onto the cold asphalt of the parking lot.
Her body froze in shock and panic, and suddenly it seemed that the mist was pressing in on her. The clarity of moments before vanished, and she was overcome with fear and regret. What had she been thinking? Did she really believe she could walk through this place without a care in the world?
Her body wouldn’t respond to any commands, no matter how much she tried to get her arms or legs to move, they sat limply. Everything felt cold and far away, except for a wet, burning point at the back of her torso.
Blood spilled freely from her, and she could do nothing but watch as tendrils of mist - like shy, hungry calves, crept towards her, and as they reached the banks of her personal sea, they took their first taste of her life.
With their first sip, however, the tendrils recoiled. The mist spasmed and churned in on itself, it shuddered and screamed - a sound that Foggy felt deep within, as she herself began to scream in pain and horror. The melodies of Foggy and the Fog reached a terrible harmony, and as the mist receded, a merciful darkness rushed in, relieving her of her pain, her consciousness, and her fear.
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Would you say PL scampers, skitters, slides, wobbles, etc.? What is the best way to describe their walking and/or running ? This is essential info
I'd say they slide and surf instead of walk and run - they don't have legs, but make water that can carry them, like water Kirby! As such, they'd prefer to move on smoother terrain, like rocks, asphalt, and steel since they can zoom across! They can do pretty well on sand and other stuff, though.
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COLOURS .
red . brown . orange . yellow . green . blue . purple . pink . black . white . teal . silver . gold . grey . lilac . metallic . matte . royal blue . strawberry red . charcoal grey . forest green . apple red . violet . navy blue . crimson . cream . mint green . bubblegum pink . sky blue . pale jade . heather grey . lavender purple . onyx .
ELEMENTS .
fire . ice . water . air . earth . rain . snow . wind . moon . stars . sun . heat . cold . steam . frost . lightning . sunlight . moonlight . dawn . dusk . twilight . midnight . sunrise . sunset . dewdrops .
WEAPONS .
fists . legs . sword . dagger . spear . lance . bow & arrow . hammer . shield . poison . guns . axes . throwing axes . whips . knives . throwing knives . pepper sprays . tasers . machine guns . slingshots . katanas . maces . staffs . wands . powers . magical items . magic . rocks . mud balls . claws . teeth . stealth . strategy . forehead . warhammer . polearm . flail .
MATERIALS .
gold . silver . copper . platinum . titanium . rose gold . diamonds . pearls . rubies . sapphires . emeralds . amethyst . metal . iron . rust . steel . glass . wood . porcelain . paper . wool . fur . lace . leather . silk . velvet . denim . linen . cotton . charcoal . clay . stone . asphalt . brick . marble . dust . glitter . blood . dirt . mud . smoke . ash . shadow . carbonate . rubber . synthetics . ribbon . moonstone .
NATURE .
grass . leaves . trees . bark . roses . daisies . sunflowers . tulips . lavender . petals . seeds . hay . sand . rocks . roots . flowers . fungi . ocean . river . frozen lake . meadow . valley . forest . desert . tundra . savanna . rain forest . caves . underwater . coral reef . beach . waves . space . clouds . mountains . snow . mist . pond .
ANIMALS .
big cats . wolves . foxes . eagles . owls . falcons . hawks . swans . snakes . turtles . ducks . bugs . spiders . birds . whales . dolphins . fish . sharks . horses . cats . dogs . bunnies . penguins . crows . ravens . mice . lizards . werewolves . unicorns . pegasus . dragons . monkeys . raccoons . rats .
FOODS / DRINKS .
sugar . salt . candy . bubblegum . wine . champagne . hard liquor . vodka . beer . coffee . sake . tea . spices . herbs . apples . orange . lemon . cherry . strawberry . watermelon . vegetables . fruits. meat . fish . pies . desserts . chocolate . lollies . cream . caramel . berries . nuts . cinnamon . burgers . surf ‘n ’ turf . burritos . pizza . ambrosia . eggs . milk . raspberries .
HOBBIES .
music . art . watercolors . gardening . smithing . sculpting . painting . sketching . fighting . writing . composing . cooking . baking . sewing . training . dancing . acting . singing . martial arts . self - defense . war tactics . electronics . technology . cameras . video cameras . video games . computer . phone . movies . theater . libraries . books . magazines . cds . records . cassettes . piano . strings . violin . guitar . electronic guitar . bass guitar . harmonica . harp . woodwinds . brass . flute . bells . exploring . playing cards . poker chips . chess . dice . motorcycle riding . eating . sleeping . climbing . running . jogging . parkour . studying .
STYLE .
lingerie . armor . cape . dress . tunic . vest . shirt . boots . ankle boots . heels . leggings . trousers . jeans . skirt . jewelry . earrings . necklace . bracelet . ring . pendant . hat . beanie hat . crown . circlet . helmet . scarf . brocade . cloaks . corsets . doublet . chest plate . gorget . bracers . belt . cravat . sash . coat . leather jacket . hood . gloves . socks . masks . mittens . cowls . braces . watches . glasses . sun glasses . straw hat . visor . eye contacts . makeup . ribbons . hoodie . sweater . converses . tennis shoes . boxers . briefs . boxer briefs . shorts . cargo . cropped pants . crop top . cuffed pants . clawed gauntlet . formal attire .
MISC .
balloons . bubbles . cityscape . light . dark . candles . growth . decay . war . peace . money . power . percussion . clocks . photos . mirrors . pets . diary . journal . fairy lights . madness . sanity . sadness . happiness . optimism . pessimism . loneliness . family . friends . comrades . assistants . co - workers . enemies . loyalty . smoking . drugs . kindness . love . hugs . kisses . spring . summer . autumn . winter . farmland . countryside . suburban . village .
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COLOURS .
red . brown . orange . yellow . green . blue . purple . pink . black . white . teal . silver . gold . grey . lilac . metallic . matte . royal blue . strawberry red . charcoal grey . forest green . apple red . violet . navy blue . crimson . cream . mint green . bubblegum pink . sky blue . pale jade . heather grey . lavender purple . onyx .
ELEMENTS .
fire . ice . water . air . earth . rain . snow . wind . moon . stars . sun . heat . cold . steam . frost . lightning . sunlight . moonlight . dawn . dusk . twilight . midnight . sunrise . sunset . dewdrops .
WEAPONS .
fists . legs . sword . dagger . spear . lance . bow & arrow . hammer . shield . poison . guns . axes . throwing axes . whips . knives . throwing knives . pepper sprays . tasers . machine guns . slingshots . katanas . maces . staffs . wands . powers . magical items . magic . rocks . mud balls . claws . teeth . stealth . strategy . forehead . warhammer . polearm . flail .
MATERIALS .
gold . silver . copper . platinum . titanium . rose gold . diamonds . pearls . rubies . sapphires . emeralds . amethyst . metal . iron . rust . steel . glass . wood . porcelain . paper . wool . fur . lace . leather . silk . velvet . denim . linen . cotton . charcoal . clay . stone . asphalt . brick . marble . dust . glitter . blood . dirt . mud . smoke . ash . shadow . carbonate . rubber . synthetics . ribbon . moonstone .
NATURE .
grass . leaves . trees . bark . roses . daisies . sunflowers . tulips . lavender . petals . seeds . hay . sand . rocks . roots . flowers . fungi . ocean . river . frozen lake . meadow . valley . forest . desert . tundra . savanna . rain forest . caves . underwater . coral reef . beach . waves . space . clouds . mountains . snow . mist . pond .
ANIMALS .
big cats . wolves . foxes . eagles . owls . falcons . hawks . swans . snakes . turtles . ducks . bugs . spiders . birds . whales . dolphins . fish . sharks . horses . cats . dogs . bunnies . penguins . crows . ravens . mice . lizards . werewolves . unicorns . pegasus . dragons . monkeys . raccoons . rats .
FOODS / DRINKS .
sugar . salt . candy . bubblegum . wine . champagne . hard liquor . vodka . beer . coffee . sake . tea . spices . herbs . apples . orange . lemon . cherry . strawberry . watermelon . vegetables . fruits. meat . fish . pies . desserts . chocolate . lollies . cream . caramel . berries . nuts . cinnamon . burgers . surf ‘n ’ turf . burritos . pizza . ambrosia . eggs . milk . raspberries .
HOBBIES .
music . art . watercolors . gardening . smithing . sculpting . painting . sketching . fighting . writing . composing . cooking . baking . sewing . training . dancing . acting . singing . martial arts . self - defense . war tactics . electronics . technology . cameras . video cameras . video games . computer . phone . movies . theater . libraries . books . magazines . cds . records . cassettes . piano . strings . violin . guitar . electronic guitar . bass guitar . harmonica . harp . woodwinds . brass . flute . bells . exploring . playing cards . poker chips . chess . dice . motorcycle riding . eating . sleeping . climbing . running . jogging . parkour . studying .
STYLE .
lingerie . armor . cape . dress . tunic . vest . shirt . boots . ankle boots . heels . leggings . trousers . jeans . skirt . jewelry . earrings . necklace . bracelet . ring . pendant . hat . beanie hat . crown . circlet . helmet . scarf . brocade . cloaks . corsets . doublet . chest plate . gorget . bracers . belt . cravat . sash . coat . leather jacket . hood . gloves . socks . masks . mittens . cowls . braces . watches . glasses . sun glasses . straw hat . visor . eye contacts . makeup . ribbons . hoodie . sweater . converses . tennis shoes . boxers . briefs . boxer briefs . shorts . cargo . cropped pants . crop top . cuffed pants . clawed gauntlet . formal attire .
MISC .
balloons . bubbles . cityscape . light . dark . candles . growth . decay . war . peace . money . power . percussion . clocks . photos . mirrors . pets . diary . journal . fairy lights . madness . sanity . sadness . happiness . optimism . pessimism . loneliness . family . friends . comrades . assistants . co - workers . enemies . loyalty . smoking . drugs . kindness . love . hugs . kisses . spring . summer . autumn . winter . farmland . countryside . suburban . village .
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