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Get to know me: 5 Male Characters ( 4/5 ) → Zuko

“You’ve always thrown everything you could at me! Well, I can take it, and now I can give it back!”

me: I’m fine.
what I actually mean: why is Kit Walker so underrated when not only is he one of Evan Peter’s best characters on American Horror Story but is also an incredibly sweet, pure, loving, genuinely a good person AND also goes from hot gas station worker to hot (innocent) convict to cute 60s hippie dad………… why is he slept on when he’s such an angel???

a true story
  • Teacher, in guidance: So pick your favorite superhero.
  • Jason Todd: *has been a crime lord, tried to kill the Joker. killed criminals without resent. ways of death are too many to discuss.*
  • Me: *raises hand* Can it be an anti-hero?
  • Teacher: as long as you think that person has saved lives.
  • Jason Todd: *has also saved countless of lives, including Gotham mayor. all around sweetheart that nobody sees until thoroughly investigated upon which is why please send him love*
  • Me: *biggest grin in the world*

Sakura tried her best to keep the frustration behind her teeth and out of her voice as she spoke into her cell. “Nom that’s the problem, I don’t have an invoice for my visit so I can’t give you an invoice number. I have money and I want to pay before it goes to collections, that’s not the issue here.”

She didn’t say anything more about how that would ruin her already sub par credit score or how she was struggling to stay sane after being redirected for the fourth time in nearly two hours of waiting between calls.

She flipped the card over in her hand and looked down. She held in her hand the card for the billing office that had a grand total of zero actual human employees that she could talk to about her problem. It was all she had gotten from her visit to the Urgent Care hospital earlier that day.

Visiting the office had been the most direct means of solving her problem, she thought. Apparently, in the week she had spent recovering from her walking pneumonia, the Urgent Care had gone under and fallen t new management with a new team.

‘Good for them,’ Sakura forced herself to think through her clouded, frustrated brain.

But it hadn’t been good for her. The new place had zero medical files and even less financial records on all prior patients. That meant no invoice for Sakura’s visit.

“Have you tried phoning the billing offices for-“

“I’m sorry,” Sakura interrupted, feeling her resolve extinguish. “I have and I’m out of time. Thank you for speaking with me. Goodbye.”

Sakura didn’t wait to hear anything more, but turned her phone off and dropped it onto her desk. She had spent too much time at work on personal matters and had nothing to show for it. Thankfully, no one was looking over the top of their cubicles at her to see.

Most of the office floor was empty and Sakura knew that most of the team at the firm where she worked was away for the holidays. It was nearly Christmas, and too many people were too eager to take off at the first chance they got. When Sakura looked around, she saw only two other people at their desks out of a total possible twenty seven cubicles.

‘No one else wants to be here,’ she thought to herself as she packed up her things. ‘You don’t want to be here either.’

In a matter of minutes she was out of the building and in her car heading towards the old gym to work out her frustrations.

There was a gym right next to her apartments that was empty from abandonment and neglect. It still had working water and the lights nearly always worked, minus a bit of flickering, but Sakura never needed that much and always made do with what she could. The only one that still had a key was her and a few other tenants who moved in prior to the closing down four years ago.

Sakura never saw them in the gym.

The first half hour was spent driving into the sandbags with her fists. Then there was some light cardio, and Sakura pushed herself to the point of exhaustion. Sitting down against the wall she stripped down to her sports bra and felt bold enough to sit there in little more than her leggings. Her ipod was still playing and absently she stretched out her fingers to switch from screaming rock music that made her blood hot, to something a bit softer.

After a moment of rest and soft lutes she pulled herself up and raised her hands high above her head, bent at the wrists and poised like a doll’s. She lifted herself up onto the toes of her feet and then felt the dip in her back as she sank into the movements she could never quiet forget no matter how many years passed.

She wasn’t a girl anymore, but her girlhood was still in her when she moved like this.  

‘You couldn’t get anyone to acknowledge you but where were you ten years ago? You were a child but you killed kings in your dreams. Now you grovel for aid and toil behind paper trails like a shrew.’ Sakura spun and caught her reflection in the fractured mirror along the wall. Her form didn’t perfectly match the reflection that stared fully back at her, but when Sakura blinked the oddity of it all vanished and everything was as it should be.

The song drifted low and ended like a heartbeat. Sakura mourned its lost just as soon.

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I never liked brown eyes until it was Tuesday morning and you were going off about something incredibly ridiculous with your friends. You rolled your head back, laughed, and stared at me with buckets of beautiful dark gold that singed the edges of my vision forever.
—  Now you’re my favorite color #11





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and let me tell you it was so good! Check it out if you get time, 
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IT’S DONE!! What a journey this story has taken me on. I’ve learned so much about the writing process, the commitment it takes and the love one needs to feel to put words to screen. I couldn’t have done it without all of you supporting me along the way. There’s an epilogue after this final chapter so please make sure to read that as well. Thank you all so very much…love you guys!



Coming in 2017.

“Queens County Assistant District Attorney Rodney McKay is abrasive, burnt-out, and has long ago dropped any pretenses of wanting anything more than to put the scum of the earth behind bars.  Detective John Sheppard of the Brooklyn 83 is not too far behind, branded a slacker-cop who chases haphazardly after thugs and murders in a never-ending stream of violence and crime.  The two men know of each other through reputation and the rare cross-borough cases that have come their way, but find themselves too busy cleaning up their respective counties to look much closer.

That all changes when the elusive Augustus Kolya and The Gen Family appear to slip up on cross county charges and land McKay and Sheppard working on the same case from two different angles, desperate to take down the corrupt organization and end a decade of mob rule in the outer boroughs.  But nothing is ever as easy (or as safe) as it looks and when you start to mess with organized crime, you’re bound to be hurt.

Will the two jaded public servants be able to get along (or get together) long enough to formulate a solid case against vast public corruption and bring justice to the long-standing mob?  And will the conniving Chief Kolya let them both get out of this case with their lives?”