OOC: Guess Who’s Back. (Back Again.)

Scarfy’s back. Tell a friend.

Yes, my magical weekend at AnimeNext has faded into history and I am yet again a retail slave with a life punctuated by cartoons and roleplay.

Roleplays I Will Reply To:

  • teamplayerhasook
  • femalefireferret-bo-lin

Aaaand with the list of current RPs so short~ I thought I would put out an offer to anyone who is interested in starting something. Anyone? Anyone? I promise I’m not absolute shit at roleplaying. (I think.)

Anyway, it’s good to be back. Thanks, Tumblr.

OOC: Aww, another OOC post??

Yep another one. This one’s to say that I’m sorry for being behind on those two replies I owe. Oops. I’ve been caught up in preparations for the trip to NJ, since this was my last free day before leaving. I’m gonna be busy for the next week due to work, freakin’ out over the con, making sure that I don’t fuck up my handshake with my flawless goddess Tokunaga Chinami (omfg i’m gonna MEET HER IRL adgkhdafg), and burying my nose into Sherlock Holmes whenever I have a spare moment. 

I’m gonna try to keep on top of things on this account, but I might be lacking. Eughdskjgdafg. Bear with me.  (´Д⊂ヽウェェェン namidas everywhere

Replies for teamplayerhasook and femalefireferret-bo-lin coming tomorrow. Sorry for not responding today. orz

Oh and I LOVE EVERYONE DEARLY AND I HOPE EVERYONE KNOWS THAT.

OOC: Updates and info

This post is gonna be long, so I’ll cut the bulk of it behind a “read more” and just bullet the main parts here.

  • New tumblr background & shitty banner (finally)
  • About the Mun page
  • AnimeNext (message me if you’re going and want to meet)
  • Stricter enforcement of player age in adult rps

The last point is the most important and sensitive issue. I hope that all of you will understand my decision and realize it’s the best thing I can do in this awkward situation. I’m So Embarrassed

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Time for practice!

femalefireferret-bo-lin:

flamingscarf:

Mako was grateful that his sister was so understanding. She was smiling and still holding on to his hand, and Mako wished could just stop walking and hug her tightly. With her injury, though, that wasn’t a viable option, and instead he settled on the hand-holding as the two of them made their way back to the loft.

“I smell?” he asked, smirking to the comment that might have earned a jab coming from any other person. “Well maybe that’s because someone was giving me a hard time by being too good of a bender during practice,” he retorted, now finally feeling comfortable enough to joke again. He had to admit, though, a shower would do him some good after that workout. 

Upon arriving, Mako took Bo-Lin’s training bag from her and set to work airing out their used gear. “Go ahead and wash up before me,” he said, opening a window to bring fresh air into the room. “I’ll take care of this stuff.” As always, he assumed his domestic roles without even thinking twice.

“Really? I really worked you that hard?” She asked her eyes sparkling with the praise she was getting from Mako. She was sure he’d joke and said she smelt worse. But maybe Mako didn’t want to bring up the burnt hair smell. Anyways when Bo went to help her brother it seemed that he wasn’t going to have any of it. Back to being the domesticated man he was and basically shooing his sister away for a shower. 

So she made sure to grab a clean towel, and clothes that at least smelled clean and weren’t wrinkled from a small pile of clothing from her side loft before padding over to the small bathroom that their loft held. She hated undoing Toza’s hard work but the bandaging was going to have to come off.

After about fifteen minutes, Bo-Lin appeared from the bathroom in her usual going out trousers but with a tank top on instead of her shirt which was hanging off her right arm. In her hand was some gauze and the balm Toza had given her. She flushed lightly and looked at Mako.

“Um, Mako before you take your shower could you help me with this?” She asked motioning to her shoulder, the balm was easy but it was the gauze that needed two hands. Pabu, who had woken from his nap at the sound of water and ran to hide under the couch poked his head out and went over to the fire bender staring at Mako then at Bo-Lin.

Mako busied himself with chores yet again, this time choosing to gather their laundry to be cleaned once he had the luxury of time on his side. He was gathering worn shirts into a canvas laundry bag when he heard his sister’s voice calling him.

"Be right there," he said, dropping what he was doing to go over to Bo-Lin and help her out. Looking at the burn now, even with the salve and bandage, it had a long way to go before being healed. It’s all your fault, his thoughts reminded him, but he shook them away to focus on reapplying the salve. “This might sting,” he said gently as the balm-covered pads of his fingertipss barely grazed the surface of her skin. He held his breath as he carefully treated the skin, knowing that Bo-Lin would be shuddering at the pain despite how gentle he tried to be.

"There," he said as he put the lid back on the jar, "almost done." Mako took the gauze and gingerly placed it on her neck, wrapping it around with care that it wouldn’t budge or chafe her skin. The wrapping process brought him close to an embrace with his sister, and the thought to hug her did cross his mind, but he remembered that she was fresh from the shower and he still smelled like the gym.

"Alright, you’re all set," he said, stepping away from Bo-Lin and letting Pabu take his place by her side. He grabbed himself a change of clothes and headed toward the shower. "I won’t be long. Keep out of trouble," he joked as he left the room.

Second chances @flamingscarf

teamplayerhasook:

flamingscarf:

“Yeah, the city’s a rough place for a steady job,” Mako said, knowing first-hand how true that was. He shook his head at Hasook’s apology. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve had worse hits. And I don’t know what I’d do without probending, either… it’s gotta be rough.”

Mako made himself a makeshift seat out of a cushion on the ground, kicking off his shoes and making himself comfortable.  ”Thanks for having me over,” he said as Hasook disappeared into the other room.

Honestly, this place seemed a bit unkempt for Mako’s taste, but he couldn’t expect every guy his age to be quite as concerned with cleanliness. “I was able to pick up some part-time shifts at the power plant, though… maybe another factory needs waterbenders for something or another?” 

Hasook strolled back into the room, a cup of lychee juice in each hand and sat down on the floor next to Mako. “Yeah I suppose…there could be something at the docks?” he shrugged, not really sure if there was any hope of him getting a job there. He’d been disgraced after he was kicked off the team, things weren’t exactly looking up. He handed a glass to Mako and smiled before taking a sip from his own. “So ummm, look-” he said finally, trying to break the awkward tension between them, “I uh- I just wanted to apologise for not showing up to the match that day…” Hasook had to strain just to get himself to say those words; he could actually feel tears welling up again. Pull it together man, come on, no need to look like a sap in front of Mako.

"There might be work there," Mako said, nodding in gratitude as he took his glass of lychee juice, "but you’ve gotta be smart enough to know who’s hiring you. Lightning Bolt Zolt has his fingers everywhere." With that word of warning, he took a sip of his juice and sighed, glad to be able to relax after the long day of work. When Hasook spoke again, Mako looked at him with a perplexed expression. Apologizing again? This wasn’t the asshole Hasook he remembered from before; he was a good guy after all. "Listen, Hasook, it’s alright. I was a jerk and I kind of… pushed you away." Admitting his own faults and mistakes wasn’t something Mako was adept at doing, so he avoided eye contact as he continued. "It’s just that I got easily frustrated with you for some reason… no matter how hard you worked." And Mako knew he worked hard; he watched Hasook in training and saw his muscles flex under inevitable layers of sweat, heard the grunts of exerted strength as he bent that water, had felt the heat when the two of them would have a brush of momentary contact. Yet even now, inexplicably, the memories of these images of Hasook were  bothering him again. It was a frustration he couldn’t explain, and one he had no intention of explaining any further. "Sorry I wasn’t as supportive a Captain as I could have been."

Friday, I’m In Love || @ flamingscarf (Howl/Mako)

dorkbender:

flamingscarf:

A little bit of rough play was far from uncharacteristic of the firebender, but when he was with Howl, he became considerably more gentle. It was with tenderness and not hunger that he let the kiss deepen, his fingers lightly tracing along the exposed skin near the older man’s collar. Mako was pacing himself; he knew that there was no rush, and that Howl was always worth holding out for.

Howl shivered slightly at the fingers on his skin, kissing back still. He pulled away to breathe in deeply, looking at Mako with happy, loving eyes. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, running his fingers down Mako’s back. He then ran his fingers through the fire bender’s hair, stroking his scalp. “How in the world did I get someone as beautiful as you?” He wondered.

It was impossible not to blush at hearing those words. Howl knew how to do this to him, to get inside his mind and say the things that not ony had Mako never been told before, but that he’d never thought he’d hear from anyone. “Howl,” he said softly as he fluidly slipped out of his own night shirt, “you’re gonna melt me down to nothing if you keep talking like that.” Mako wasn’t one to wax poetic, although he would have loved to be able to respond with words as half as tender as those offered to him. “You know you’re the gorgeous one, after all.” With that, he leaned down into other kiss as his hands slipped underneath the fabric of Howl’s shirt and gently traced the contours of his chest. 

Time for practice!

femalefireferret-bo-lin:

flamingscarf:

Before he left, Toza gave Mako a final glare that made the firebender avert his gaze to the ground. It’d be a while before he’d be able to make good with his old trainer again, if his actions today were any indication.

“We’re done for day,” Mako said, a small smile lighting up his face as Bo-Lin wiped his tears. It wasn’t often that he was vulnerable enough to let himself be comforted by his little sister. “Let’s get out of here,” he suggested, helping her to her feet again and pulling her close. “We’ll go to Narook’s. I’ll get you whatever you want.” 

He led her to where they’d left their bags, then took off all his heavy gear. “I’m… surprised you aren’t terrified of me,” he admitted, fastening his bag and tossing it over his shoulder. “I don’t think I’ve ever gone that out of control.” Guilt was setting in again, even as the two of them walked hand-in-hand out of the gym.

Bo-Lin squeeze her brother’s hand a little bit for reassurance. It was never hard to tell when Mako felt guilty about something and right now it was rolling off him in waves. Even with Bo’s lack of listening to the vibrations in the earth she could tell that something was off with her brother because of the way he held himself. 

“I could never be terrified of you.” She said looking at him. Which was true, how could she ever be scared of her brother? Sure the flames startled her and the burn hurt but it was an accident.  

“And it happens to the best of us, that’s why they are called accidents. Which this was because it’s not like you were planning on hurting me. And I’m fine! just a small burn and some really curly hair.” She said with a brilliant smile hoping it would cheer her brother up. She didn’t really see how it could so maybe a bit more humor to make her brother laugh?

“Anyways, lets go get washed up before Narook’s because no offense Mako but you smell.”  Bo added in with a little added face of disgust while moving her somewhat free hand to fan the air in front of her nose. Then she let out a laugh and walked closer to her brother to bump him but making sure their hands stayed interlocked.

Mako was grateful that his sister was so understanding. She was smiling and still holding on to his hand, and Mako wished could just stop walking and hug her tightly. With her injury, though, that wasn’t a viable option, and instead he settled on the hand-holding as the two of them made their way back to the loft.

"I smell?" he asked, smirking to the comment that might have earned a jab coming from any other person. "Well maybe that’s because someone was giving me a hard time by being too good of a bender during practice," he retorted, now finally feeling comfortable enough to joke again. He had to admit, though, a shower would do him some good after that workout. 

Upon arriving, Mako took Bo-Lin’s training bag from her and set to work airing out their used gear. “Go ahead and wash up before me,” he said, opening a window to bring fresh air into the room. “I’ll take care of this stuff.” As always, he assumed his domestic roles without even thinking twice.

Time for practice!

femalefireferret-bo-lin:

flamingscarf:

The fact that Bo-Lin was still holding on to him was baffling to Mako, but he kept his eyes locked on her. “I’m so sorry,” he said softly, fighting back tears of frustration with himself for being so careless. Toza’s reprimands were doing nothing but cast a shamed flush on the firebender’s face. This was all his fault, and he knew it. 

Every sharp inhalation of pain from Bo-Lin cut his heart like a knife, and he flinched along with her each time Toza touched her. Her hands gripped tightly to his, tighter than comfortable, but he didn’t care; he squeezed right back, letting her know that he was still there for her.

Bo-Lin’s attempt to lighten the mood elicited a small smile from Mako, who now leaned forward to place a kiss on her head. He needed to show affection to her, as she was in pain, even though Toza seemed to drill holes into him with his glare. Toza seemed to be as protective of her as Mako was, and Mako knew he wouldn’t trust someone who did this to his sister. 

“I don’t know what I was thinking,” he said after pressing that kiss to her head, his nose now tickled by the smell of burnt hair. “I shouldn’t have played that hard… now look at you.”

When she felt him kiss her head she closed her eyes and moved forward a little bit out of instinct. She really just wanted to hug her brother and not let him go for the longest time but Toza was finishing up her shoulder so she couldn’t really move. 

“I’m okay.” She whispered into the air between them. Really the burn would heal and they might even look back on this and laugh about it. After all her hair had to look a bit ridiculous.

After a couple more minutes of work Toza was finally finished and Bo opened her eyes and looked up at the elderly man. He gave her a soft stern look and told her the proper way to take care of the burn. She was half listening and reluctantly let go of Mako’s hand to accepted the medical balm from Toza. Basically it was to let it have air twice a day, reapply the balm before wrapping gauze around the injury. 

“Thanks Toza.” She said quietly but the man just let out another gruff and went back to the other side of the gym, leaving the two siblings alone.

“So, um..I guess practice is over?” She ventured as she did her best to wipe away the tears on her face before moving her free hand to do the same with the tears on Mako’s face. She was pretty sure her brother was going to stop practice due to the burnt shoulder. So now the question was what they were going to do now.

Before he left, Toza gave Mako a final glare that made the firebender avert his gaze to the ground. It’d be a while before he’d be able to make good with his old trainer again, if his actions today were any indication.

"We’re done for day," Mako said, a small smile lighting up his face as Bo-Lin wiped his tears. It wasn’t often that he was vulnerable enough to let himself be comforted by his little sister. "Let’s get out of here," he suggested, helping her to her feet again and pulling her close. "We’ll go to Narook’s. I’ll get you whatever you want." 

He led her to where they’d left their bags, then took off all his heavy gear. “I’m… surprised you aren’t terrified of me,” he admitted, fastening his bag and tossing it over his shoulder. “I don’t think I’ve ever gone that out of control.” Guilt was setting in again, even as the two of them walked hand-in-hand out of the gym.

Second chances @flamingscarf

teamplayerhasook:

flamingscarf:

It seemed like a different person was talking to him; Hasook wouldn’t ever extend an invitation like this. Mako thought about it for a moment; Bolin wouldn’t be waiting for him at home, and he had nothing else to do for the day. “Sure,” he said, knowing that he could use a comfortable place to sit. And of course, the prospect of catching up with Hasook was interesting enough to lead him to follow the waterbender to where he lived. Despite being teammates for so long, Mako had never seen Hasook’s apartment. Apparently, there was quite a bit about him that Mako had never known, including the fact that he might not be as much of an asshole as he had previously assumed. “So… what have you been up to since the whole…” he faltered for a moment, “since before?” 

Hasook sighed a little too loudly “Ah well, y’know, not much” he shrugged as they rounded the corner of street in front of the apartment building. He pointed down the road vaguely, “It’s just up here…” and shrugged again “I’ve just kind of been focusing on getting a job haha, it’s hard to find work in such a big city…which is kind of surprising I guess…” He turned to look at Mako as they walked, “I umm…I really am sorry about hitting you. I don’t know what came over me, I just, I miss probending. It was all I had before…” The waterbender sighed again, hoping that he hadn’t made Mako feel anymore awkward than before - but somehow he felt that he had once again made things worse. He was relying on showing Mako that he wasn’t too much of a jerk today, then hopefully things would straighten themselves out. “Well,” he said finally, “here we are!” Hasook slid his key into the lock and pushed the door open, gesturing for Mako to enter, “It’s not much, but it does the job…” He followed Mako through and shut the door behind him. “I don’t have a couch so just find somewhere to perch, I’ll go get us something to drink…” he called as he disappeared round a corner and out of view.

"Yeah, the city’s a rough place for a steady job," Mako said, knowing first-hand how true that was. He shook his head at Hasook’s apology. "Don’t worry about it. I’ve had worse hits. And I don’t know what I’d do without probending, either… it’s gotta be rough."

Mako made himself a makeshift seat out of a cushion on the ground, kicking off his shoes and making himself comfortable.  ”Thanks for having me over,” he said as Hasook disappeared into the other room.

Honestly, this place seemed a bit unkempt for Mako’s taste, but he couldn’t expect every guy his age to be quite as concerned with cleanliness. “I was able to pick up some part-time shifts at the power plant, though… maybe another factory needs waterbenders for something or another?” 

Time for practice!

femalefireferret-bo-lin:

flamingscarf:

Mako was frozen, too, staring at his sister who was now on the ground after that attack. Things like this never happened. He’d never hurt anyone like this; he’d never caused destruction like this in the past. 

“Bo-Lin,” he managed, his voice cracking as he shook himself out of the initial shock and ran up to her, tossing his own helmet aside as he did. “Are you alright?” Of course she wasn’t; he could see her hair was singed and her skin was raw in places. 

How did he let this happen? Wasn’t he old enough to know his limits when it came to his bending? “Bo-Lin, say something,” he said, taking her hands in his own and slowly pulling her up to her feet. He led her to a nearby bench, letting her sit down properly.

Mako turned to look at Toza, who had been watching the two benders spar from the other end of the gym. “Salve,” he said simply, watching as the older man left hurriedly toward the infirmary.

The younger of the two ferrets refused to let go of the older’s hands even after she had been seated by her brother. She kept staring at them, right now completely harmless as she gripped them tight. She was so focused on staring at them that she didn’t even notice Toza returning with the salve and was getting ready to move Mako away.

“No don’t! I-I don’t want Mako to go.” She said looking at the older earthbender with watery eyes. She didn’t want her brother to be pushed to the side or back away from her. She just had to keep holding onto him. This way she could just keep reminding herself that it was an accident and that Mako wasn’t dangerous. Toza seemed a bit agitated by the command but then again he always seemed agitated. The old man grumbled something that sounded like a lecture. 

Bo-Lin let out a small hiss when the cold salve touched her burnt skin and tried to shy away from it and unconsciously squeeze her brother’s hands harder with her own.  Sure sitting like this probably made it hard for Toza but he could away apply the salve from behind her, not easy but currently the only option. And right now the old man was gripping her right shoulder to make sure she couldn’t shy away further from the healing salve. 

“Mako.” She started, doing her best to give her brother a smile. But it just ended up weak and watery as some tears poured from her eyes.

“I’m really glad, we’re on the same team.” 

She knew the joke was poor and probably fell flat but she just had to say it, if only to lighten the tense mood that hung in the air. It sort of made her feel better, not a lot but just a little bit, and she hoped it would be the same for Mako. Even Toza let out a small snort but Bo didn’t really think it was from what she said. 

The fact that Bo-Lin was still holding on to him was baffling to Mako, but he kept his eyes locked on her. “I’m so sorry,” he said softly, fighting back tears of frustration with himself for being so careless. Toza’s reprimands were doing nothing but cast a shamed flush on the firebender’s face. This was all his fault, and he knew it. 

Every sharp inhalation of pain from Bo-Lin cut his heart like a knife, and he flinched along with her each time Toza touched her. Her hands gripped tightly to his, tighter than comfortable, but he didn’t care; he squeezed right back, letting her know that he was still there for her.

Bo-Lin’s attempt to lighten the mood elicited a small smile from Mako, who now leaned forward to place a kiss on her head. He needed to show affection to her, as she was in pain, even though Toza seemed to drill holes into him with his glare. Toza seemed to be as protective of her as Mako was, and Mako knew he wouldn’t trust someone who did this to his sister. 

"I don’t know what I was thinking," he said after pressing that kiss to her head, his nose now tickled by the smell of burnt hair. "I shouldn’t have played that hard… now look at you."