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[delicatecatwater]

:P

[missnotstarry]

heavily inspired by this beautiful fanfiction by penny_dreadful on Ao3

[lachrymal-l]

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝙄 𝘢𝘮!"

[lifewtr]

i’m supposed to be working on Surrender but i’m not cuz i’m moving, so here’s a new word-prompted drabble series instead (:

one - outside, inside

The scape is that of what is obviously a traditional garden, one that surrounds a large traditional house. It is woefully (beautifully, Katara corrects) out of place in the crowded, bustling streets of downtown Caldera, yet the longer Katara stares at the name on the file in her hand, the more she finds herself unsurprised and instead filled with the nagging notion that she should be dressed in old silk shoes and even older, silkier clothes.

She holds the file out of the way and stares down at her favorite pair of overly distressed boyfriend jeans, the fashionable cuts around the knees ratty with age and forever-stained with greens and browns. Her old leather hiking boots are snug on her feet, almost as snug as the plain white tank top dressing her upper half.

“Nah,” she insists breezily, chuckling at herself as she trades away the file for her wide-brimmed sun hat. She slips it on—snugly—over her braided hair and then winks at herself in the mirror, her smile as red as the roses she’d spotted beyond the large iron gates. “Perfectly dressed for the job.”

Katara steps out of her car and indulges in a light stretch, grateful for the shade of the stunning, fragrant branches of the towering wisteria that she’d parked beneath. The Fire Nation sun has been especially hell-hot this summer.

Car locked and phone securely in her back pocket, Katara sucks in a deep breath and starts up the stone path leading to the fancy, gleaming black gates keeping her away from the full view of the land. Excitement sings through her as she presses the buzzer on the visitor’s comm situated along the stone pillar keeping the gate—if the inside is as beautiful as what she can see on the outside, then today’s work was truly going to be fun.

The buzzer picks up. “State your business,” an eager child’s voice says over the line, and Katara can feel her brow arch neatly towards her hair.

“La’s Landscaping,” she answers, amusement in her tone, “I have a 2 o’clock scheduled with Lord Sozinamoto.”

“Oh. Okay.” The kid says, then: “Daaaaad! There’s a lady here to see Grandpa!”

“Izumi.” Comes a distant, stern voice. “How many times have I told you not to shout into the intercom—”

The line cuts out in the middle of the reprimand, a long beat of silence ringing loudly in the aftermath. Katara presses her fist to her mouth to hold back her laughter and mentally resigns herself to the wait; she can tell by the kid’s volume alone that the Sozinamoto family very clearly has their hands full.

No wonder the rhododendron is overgrown, she thinks absently, peering curiously past the gates once more. And the hosta bushes—and the genatias, and the sunflare patches…

It was obvious that the landscaping had been designed with both expertise and love, but even from the outside she can see the lapse in the land’s care. A frown pulls at Katara’s mouth at the evidence piling up before her—in all of her years working her job, she’d found that this kind of lapse typically meant one thing and one thing only.

The buzzer finally picks up again. The same stern voice from earlier rumbles down the line. “You said that you have an appointment?”

“Yes.” Katara answers simply. “Is Lord Sozinamoto in?”

“Your name?”

“I’m with La’s Landscaping.”

“Your name.”

Katara’s brow shoots back up to her hairline, a spark of agitation lighting in her chest. “Kyason.” She answers pointedly.

A low, staticky hm sounds through the intercom before cutting out. Silence again, and Katara finds herself glaring at the gate with thinning patience right up until it slides open with a metallic clang.

“Finally,” she grumbles to herself, adjusting the brim of her hat.

She steps through.

[monaahlisaa]

I swear these guys just don’t know.

🤦🏼‍♀️🙇🏼‍♀️💆🏼‍♀️

[biphaviour]

wip ☆☆☆

[charincharge]

Life update: Rory’s eye removal was 100% successful and complication free. My baby is the happiest to no longer be dealing with a constant migraine. And I’m the happiest to see her smiling again.

[bonesy-jonesy]

I know a lot of you don’t follow me for my bug art but i’m posting it here anyway

[phantomfarm]

modern bacchanal 🍇🍯

part of the “ORAL FIXATION” series by

[ssunshine-readss]

*kiss* character a “we, I, we should um yeah” character b starts to walk away but character a grabs their arm and pulls them back into the kiss. Character b “I thought you sa” character a “shut up and kiss me”

[pnwvi]

[storyofelba]

[quill5]

Something incoming.

[nepeteaa]

cedar saturday :-)

[maplebars]

cherished moments

[whitesunlars]

the malewife to her girlboss