"A marriage ending isn't a failure at all. I spent eleven years with her. We were so in love that we couldn't image life apart from each other. We got our own place, adopted a dog, and supported each other through school. I thought if tow people loved each other enough the rest would fall into place, except... love isn't everything.
And I didn't want to believe that, but we were sitting in counseling one day, talking about our future and I realized we were describing two completely different lives. Where we'd live, what kind of life we wanted, what made us happy. And it hit me that- I love this woman and this woman loved me. And after eleven years of loss, grief, career changes, we were so deeply in love... but we weren't aligned. And I kept thinking 'We just need to try harder. We can find some compromise to make this work,' because that's what you're supposed to do when you love someone, right?
But the reality was, we had just become different people. Her trade school took her in one direction, my graduate degree in another and trying to force us back into who we were five years ago wasn't coming from a place of love. It was coming from a place of fear. Fear that, if this ended, it meant we wasted eleven years. But sitting there across from her, I realized: That's not how love works.
Those eleven years happened. They were real. The dog, our home, showing up for each other through grad school and trade school. I wouldn't change a single thing because loving someone doesn't mean you're meant to stay with them forever. And letting go doesn't erase what you had. We measure marriage by whether it lasts forever or not, but what if we measured it by whether it mattered?
What if we measured it by the love we gave, the life we built, and the people we became? Because love's job isn't to last forever, it's to help you become fully completely yourself, and sometimes the most loving thing you can do is give each other permission to be yourselves, separately. But the dog doesn't know were' divorced. He just gets two Christmases now."
Pulled this from this guy Preston Rakovsky's Instagram (@prestonrack) because it is a beautiful perspective on love, marriage, and relationships in general.
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Want to hear something funny? Akinator would have been called AI if it was released today. None of this "AI" bullshit is actually anything intelligent. It's programs and algorithms and computer mimicry. It learns nothing. Chatgpt and openai and midjourney are just Akinator. The term "AI" is just a marketting ploy thats working painfully well with the people who don't understand that this tech has been around and in use for YEARS. Akinator was relased in 2007. Its just slightly more advanced Akinator tech, but its not anything artificially intelligent. I really wish we'd stop calling it "AI"
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nine times out of ten the headcanon I work with when writing Zutara fics, especially post-canon fics, is that Zuko comes to terms with his feelings for Katara way sooner than she comes to terms with her feelings for him. Like in most of my fics he’s been in love with her for years, has even accepted that she’ll never return his feelings - and then she starts having ~revelations~
but right now I’m writing a fic where Katara falls first and Zuko is an oblivious loser, and frankly it’s reeeeeeaallly fun and also kind of…makes sense to me? Zuko is the kind of person who’s spent a lot of his life keeping secrets from himself, especially about the way he feels about things, and coupled with what I think is probably a pretty obvious propensity to believe he doesn’t really deserve to be loved or cared for given his long history of abuse, it’s just been kind of delightful to write this idiot falling in love without realizing that he’s falling in love
or perhaps more accurately, realizing he’s been in love all along
BuckTommyFluffebruary Round Two Day 17 - Gift Giving
This is day 17 of the challenge by @bucktommyfluffebruary and I had a hard time coming up with good gifts for them to exchange. I think I made some good decisions in the end.
Gifts
Read on ao3
Rating T/ Words 947
Their second sixth month anniversary was going well. They were out at a restaurant (definitely not Micelli’s) that Maddie had recommended to Buck about a month ago. She and Chimney had gone for Valentine’s Day and had a great time. Buck had to admit, as he dropped a couple small mushrooms in the bubbling soup tureen in the middle of the table, that this was really fun.
“We should get another order of mushrooms,” Tommy said, dropping a few more in the broth. “They’re really good. And maybe some more of the beef.”
“Along with some bok choy,” Buck nodded, fishing his mushrooms out. He dipped them in the sauce he’d made at the beginning of the meal and ate them. “I like bok choy a lot.”
Tommy hummed, surprise flickering across his face before he nodded. It was different this time around. They were talking more. Letting each other see more of the soft bits each had kept safe behind walls. Telling each other about their likes and dislikes. It was nice, seeing the layers and what lay beneath. Their relationship felt stronger, more secure, with a deeper foundation than what they had before.
They ordered more items for the hot pot. The buzz of conversation flowed around them as people talked and laughed over their own meals. The restaurant was new, having opened only a few months ago. But it was busy. They both could see why. Choosing their own ingredients and cooking them in the broth was fun. It was kind of like dinner and an activity. It had been great so far for their anniversary dinner.
By the time they finished cooking the last of their ingredients, they were both full. After paying for dinner, they walked out to Tommy’s truck hand in hand. They still talked and laughed, swapping stories about work or about family and friends. Once in the truck, Buck stopped Tommy from starting the engine by clasping his hand in between both of his.
“Hey, I’ve got a gift for you,” Buck said, nervousness in his voice though he held Tommy’s hand with confident fingers. “I kept it here to give it to you after dinner.”
“Oh?” Tommy asked, wiggling his eyebrows salaciously at Buck. “Is it something safe for the public?”
“That comes later,” Buck laughed, squeezing Tommy’s hand. Then he let go to dig through the glove compartment. “I hope you like it.”
Buck pulled out a small box wrapped in a ribbon. Tommy’s breath caught until he realized it wasn’t quite the right size and shape to be a ring box. Not that he was expecting one. Mostly. Never mind the fact that there was a box of the right size and shape hidden in his extra street clothes in his locker at Harbor. He took the box automatically when Buck held it out. He glanced up at Buck once then opened the box.
Inside was a set of cufflinks. They rested on a soft gray pad which highlighted the colors. They were made of gold and were capped with a round blue stone that matched Buck’s eyes. A T was engraved in the middle of the stone. Tommy lifted them out with careful fingers, running the pad of one finger over the engraving. He looked up at Buck, surprise and wonder on his face.
“You mentioned last time you wore a suit that you didn’t like the cufflinks you had with it,” Buck said, nervously playing with one of his nails. He kept his eyes on the cufflinks, not meeting Tommy’s eyes. “I thought that maybe these would be better. The stones reminded me of you.”
“They’re the same color as your eyes,” Tommy murmured, reaching over to cup Buck’s jaw. “I love them.”
Buck smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss. It was soft and sweet, their lips moving slowly against each other. When they broke apart, Buck rested his forehead against Tommy’s. Their breaths feathered over their lips and Buck couldn’t help another quick kiss.
“I’m glad you like them,” Buck whispered. “I wasn’t sure. Especially since you don’t wear suits too often.”
“I’ll wear these whenever I wear a suit from now on,” Tommy promised. “They’re perfect. I also have a gift for you.”
While he didn’t have a physical item associated with his gift, he did have the confirmations in his inbox. Tommy pulled out his phone and scrolled to the email that confirmed the reservations he’d made. Then he turned the phone to Buck so that he could read it.
“A cabin on the beach for two days?” Buck asked, his eyes widening as he read. “Tommy, this is amazing! I can’t wait.”
“I wanted to take you somewhere where we can just relax and be with each other,” Tommy said. He leaned in and kissed Buck again. “I want you to myself for a little while.”
“I want that too,” Buck murmured. He handed Tommy his phone back and cradled his face in his hands. “Happy sixth month anniversary part two, baby.”
“Happy sixth month anniversary part two,” Tommy echoed through laughter. “I like this one better.”
They kissed again, taking their time to explore each other’s mouth thoroughly. Then, as the windows started to steam up, they broke apart. Laughing, Tommy started the engine and drove to his house. They kissed their way up to the front door, Buck pushing Tommy against it and kissing down his neck. They continued to laugh and kiss all the way to the bedroom where Tommy tipped Buck into bed. Then followed him down onto it, ranging his body over Buck’s, still kissing every part of skin he could reach.
the 2026 grid (minus the two children) and their tendencies surrounding fellatio: a study ft. my two cents on their sexuality for some of them
DISCLAIMERS:
extremely nsfw in case it wasn't obvious
this is all for shits and giggles so for the love of everything holy, do not take this seriously and come at me.
alexander: doesn't mind but not the biggest fan. however, happy fujoshi wife = happy life, so he does it to keep her happy. he's fairly good at it and is a swallower.(yes they are That 'we saw you across the bar' couple- i'm willing to die on that hill) (Sucking your homoerotic childhood bestie's dick a couple times does NOT count nor does him sucking YOUR cock every other month)
carlos: he is in a polycule with that posse of his so yes he does it often and enjoys it though he will admit it only very begrudgingly.
charles: enjoys having cock in his mouth and loves the power trip from knowing the effect he has when he puts his Big Green Eyes to use but lowkey too lazy to put in all that effort (costs him nothing bc he is spoilt like that). this also means that he is bad at giving head but it doesn't matter bc busting a nut on/in charles leclerc's mouth is not about how good he is at it. does not like swallowing, but loves it on his face.
checo: had a phase during his rookie/early years and kinda grew out of it. used to enjoy it a lot-- loved being useful. he will however deny it like his life depends on it. spitter.
esteban: my esteban hc is that he is bi in the sense where he hasn't been seriously attracted to a man beside pierre in years and it frustrates him endlessly. anyways, prefers receiving head over giving head by a good mile and pierre sure as hell gave him plenty even besides all the humping and frottage those two got up to.
fernando: once again, a receiver over a giver but he prefers eating his meals out over taking them down his throat.
franco: he is the textbook bisexual twink, come on guys- enjoys giving and receiving head and being eaten out- or eating out equally. not the best at it but extra points for effort. swallower but likes making a mess.
gabi: he is on his knees every other day for his controversially older blond man anyways. good in like an average way. (aware that he is bisexual but mostly just fooled around during his pre-f1 days) swallower.
george: finds it humiliating and therefore is very into it and has given head to multiple people multiple times. not very good at it but thinks he's doing a stellar job. bonus points if he is told he's not doing a good job. spitter absolutely. probably asks to be marked on his washboard abs occasionally.
isack: i have not rpf-ed him a lot but as far as i'm aware, he fooled around with liam once and started flagging before they could get into it much.
lance: he sucks satanyahu's dick everyday apparently.
lando: LOVES sucking cock but is TERRIBLE at it so ends up just asking for his throat to be fucked till he's choking and wheezing. swallower bc what else does one do when you have a cock halfway down your throat.
lewis: sucking off your best friend since the age of 12 cock is in fact not gay fellas (terrible at it, im sorry)
liam: disappointed things went south with isack bc he likes to think he is good at it (he's average).
max: he was not bestowed with those dsl for nothing- exceptionally good both at giving head and eating out. his eyes and whorelashes are LETHAL additions to the game. swallower but he gets creamed on his tits/his face just as much.
nico: kmag put him to good use but he is kinda out of practice bc gabi likes it up the ass too much. very methodical about it when he does give head so it is down to preference.
ollie: once again fooled around during prema era and is surprisingly good at it but doesn't employ his skills often. kinda sorta wishes charles or max would put him on his knees tho.
oscar: …he is a product of boarding school… (average at head, good at eating, best at frottage)
pierre: what cock, he's never even seen one besides his own (is very good at it but will once again never admit he likes sucking cock bc it reminds him of esteban and also, how scandalous!) swallower.
valterri: in my head he is a raging pansexual who is also the most versatile switch ever and is therefore v good at it (experience over skill). he is also an excellent eater. swallower in the sense where he couldn't care less.
