The Iconic Land of Scott

it’s wonderful to see you guys

Listen, I don’t know much about a good fortune, but not every single man is looking for a wife.

Buck, already crying: Idiot. Of course I -

Story Theme and Setting Generator

I’m bored at home–so I decided to choose a random theme and make a cover… Can you guess which one I picked?

ya’ll it’s FINALLY here!!! this is of course for @djdangerlove my beloved!! thank you for sending and trusting me with this prompt; it has been my absolute pleasure and honor writing this, and it has quite possibly become my favorite thing i’ve ever written. i laughed, i cried, i cried again because of how long it got 😅🙈 anyway this is for you friend, and i hope you love it as much as i do!! 💙🏄🏄🏽‍♂️ also, thank you for all the lovely edits/headers/icons cover art. they’re all so pretty 🥹

chapter 1: coloring my insides ocean blue

rated: t | words: 8.7k | read on ao3

summary:

-He’d surfed many seas, rode an infinite amount of waves, though none of them quite felt like home, like he’d surfaced. It wasn’t until he met the guy with eyes as deep as the ocean that he let himself drift to shore, sinking right into them. Everything about him was like being right on the edge, like you could travel for miles and still never quite reach his depths, like a wave that couldn’t be touched, couldn’t be brought down. Sometimes, you couldn’t stop the wave, but you could learn to surf it. Eddie had spent his entire life riding the waves, but nothing could prepare him for the depths of Evan Buckley.-

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the buddie surf au that no one dj asked me to write <3

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