Iroh has something he would like to tell you.
I need some more Bolins to follow. I feel like I bug the ones I follow now too much. So Link me to some good ones, like this if you are one, and reblog to spread the word? Broh friendly please!
I don’t need them to always be romantic, but I’m not about to get Iroh all hot and bothered on a guy who wont even look at him.
Iroh grabbed his work and walked outside onto the docks. The night was warm for the first time in months and he breathed deep, sighing with a smile. The salt air was amazing and the soft wind was so nice on his skin.
He sat on the side of the dock, letting his legs dangle over as he pulled out his work and began reading.
Dearest Dear Bolin,
I can’t do this.
Mako swears that you’re out. “Training, eating with friends, walking Pabu”…I’ve heard them all. I can’t even imagine what excuse he’ll come up with for tomorrow. But I’m done with the excuses.
I wanted to tell you in person about what a complete ass I’ve been. I thought that breaking things off with you was a good idea. You’re so vibrant and full of life and our paths just don’t seem to mix very well.
I thought that if I ended it now, maybe you’d have a fighting chance at being happy. I thought maybe I was only hurting myself; that you weren’t as deep as I was into this.
But judging from your matches, and you constant absence from any gala’s, balls, or parties in the Fire Ferrets honor, I’d say I was wrong.
Bolin, I am so sorry.
Please, meet me tonight under our tree.
((Any broh!bolin’s are welcome to send me a starter to this or request that I make one! ))
Time to send
-M!A’s of a sexual nature
-Sexy ficlet promts
And other such things =D
So this is me, taking time out of my work day to answer your questions. Anon or not. And no question is a dumb question so, to quote a song my mun is listening to, “Hit me with your best shot.”
Iroh sat perfectly still, his breathing was steady and his eyes droopy. The injury wasn’t serious. Well—it was, but it was nothing that Master Katara couldn’t heal with a few sessions. At least, that’s what they hoped.
He had seen no less than three master healers all of whom tried and failed to help. He had also seen several waterbenders from his fleet who all failed as well. His last hope was Katara. But he wasn’t worried about her ability.
The problem was getting to her.
His fight with a young fire bending gang in Republic City hadn’t been a long one. And the fact that he was able to get six young boys to back down, was impressive, but it didn’t stop the fact that one of them had pulled a 2x4 and got a good hit right in the middle of his lower back.
He had still been able to scare them off, but the damage had been done. Now all he could do was sit perfectly still on his bed, not moving, barely breathing as they sailed full speed to the South Pole.
The sound of his door opening shook him from his thoughts and he smiled to himself when he saw who was standing in the doorway.
“I was wondering when you were going to stop by.”
I would like to pick up/start threads with two characters and only two, for just this week. If it goes alright, then I’ll pick up more, but for now we’ll leave it at that. So let me know if you’re interested =]