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[knnwk]

[kusakichan15]

Hearts and Sparks Ship Week Day 2: " On the road / Trouble " 🔫🩹

Prompt list here

[zharaely]

Coming on to the app just to remind people that one time when Cale ordered Choi Han to take off his clothes while Choi Han was stunned into silence.

“Choi Han.” “Yes sir. I will escort you if you plan on go-.” “Take it off.” Silence filled the room. Cale looked toward Choi Han, who was standing there with a blank expression, and started to frown. “What are you doing?” “Excuse me?” “Let’s change clothes.” “Ah.” Cale took off his robe and took off his formal jacket underneath as Choi Han let out that stupid sound.

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Wallpapers RBD • Soy Rebelde Tour 💛💚

[oldshowbiz]

1976.

Martin Short appeared on Party Game, the beloved Canadian game show of the 1970s, produced at CHCH Television in Hamilton, Ontario.

[femboy-blades]

Who needs a bed when you can snuggle into the seats of your boyfriend alien robots cab and fall asleep there.

[s-crossed]

Choi Han walked down the stone path toward the castle wall as he thought about his conversation with Cale.

‘Do I not need to do anything during this war?’

Choi Han could not reveal his black aura.

‘Why wouldn’t you do anything?’

Cale who was in his priest robe responded back with a shocked expression.

‘Is saving people not work?’

I just imagine them having this talk while cuddling in bed, Cale lying calmly on Choi Han's chest, and then Cale props himself up on an elbow and looks down at him incredulously

[rbd-soyrebeldetour]

Hermosos

[nikfiendluvr666]

Linwood Cemetery, Otautahi, Aotearoa, 2019 sometime. Taken by my dear friend Lucy when she borrowed my camera.

[lgrtha]

Para olvidarte de mí Necesitas volver a nacer

[truelovedotcom]

banks peninsula, nz

[knnwk]

[archester-creations]

Rated: G

Pairing: Chase/Chief Burns

Word Count: ~1k

A/N: Day three of @heartsandsparksshipweek vacation; established relationship, bots are able to eat

"Are you sure you don't need me?" Chase asked as Heatwave quite literally pushed him out the door. It was the only way to get him to actually go on his vacation with Chief.

"Yes, now get moving," Heatwave said.

"But what if-"

"Chase, we'll be fine without you two for a few days," Heatwave said and gave him another shove out the exit. Chase barely stumbled.

"Yeah! Go have fun, ride the waves," Blades said. "Cowabunga."

"Cowabunga?" Chase asked.

"They've been watching surfer movies lately," Heatwave said.

"I see. I shall… give it a try," Chase said.

"That's all we ask," Heatwave said. Though maybe not about the surfing thing. Human boards couldn't exactly hold bots. And he couldn't really see Chase as a surfer.

Around this time, Chief thankfully came down with the rest of the Burns clan. "Are you ready to head out, partner?"

"Yes he is," Blades answered before Chase could. Chief smiled.

“You can trust our family, Chase,” Chief said.

“I do. I’ve just… never really had a vacation,” Chase said.

Chief’s smile widened just slightly. “Then I think it’s about time for one.”

Thankfully, the chief made it easier to get Chase out of the base and actually on the anniversary vacation they’d planned months ago. Even if all of them had to reassure both of them that they’d be fine multiple times. All of them breathed a sigh of relief once Chase was out of view.

“First thing’s first.” Chief pulled out the tent and its poles. Chase watched as he set it up, roping both long poles through the canvas of the tent before he stuck its four edges to the ground with the help of a spike and small hammer. The finished tent looked like a folded book. It was also larger than Chase expected from the size of its bag. Large enough both of them might be able to fit comfortably under it. Or, at least, that's the plan. They will have to see tonight. The next thing Chief pulled from the small pile of things they'd brought with them was a human-sized sack Chief had explained was a 'sleeping bag' when they packed. He put it in the tent along with a much larger blanket.

"Next we'll make the firepit," Chief said as he grabbed some stones that seemed rather large in his hands. "Would you mind grabbing some wood, partner?"

"No problem," Chase said. He walked into the woods to gather logs. It reminded him of when the rescue bots got stuck on an island with Cody after that bad storm. Though this was much less worrying. Amazing how peaceful a vacation could feel when you weren't trapped in it. Once he felt his armload of wood was suitable, Chase returned to camp. Chief smiled up at him from his seat on the cooler, next to a section of cleared earth surrounded by rocks. Chase placed the logs in a neat stack near the tent.

"So now what?"

"Now we fish," Chief said.

"Ah, right. You do seem to find quite a lot of joy in that activity," Chase said. Chief chuckled.

"I do. Moreso when I get to do it with someone I love." Chase's spark spun with those words, though he certainly already knew the chief loved him. They were partners in at least two meanings of the word.

"Then let's fish," Chase said.

Fishing was one of those human things Chase still didn't completely understand. Like eating, though he could appreciate macaroni and cheese. And like eating, though he didn't fully understand it, he did like the bonding aspect of fishing. It was slow even in the river near the place they'd set up camp. (It seemed Cody learned from his dad as well as from the lad pioneer handbook.) But Chase didn't mind that. It just provided more time to sit by the river with his conjunx, listening to the movement of the water and the way the wind moves the tree's leaves and watching their bobbers go up and down with the stream. The fished in companionable silence for several earth hours according to Chase’s internal clock. Most of the fish they caught were thrown back, with the exception of one large fish Chase managed to catch. Chief claimed it as perfect for tonight’s supper.

"It is getting dark," Chase said. "Perhaps we should light the fire?"

"That sounds like an excellent idea," Chief said.

Chase helped Chief light the fire, then watched as Chief prepared the fish. It was almost disconcerting to watch.

“Is your food always stripped and gutted?” Chase said with something like a shiver. It was a good thing Blades wasn’t here. The younger bot liked earth food and Chase didn’t think they would like to know where it came from.

“The meat is,” Chief said. “For things like vegetables and watermelons the process is different, but I guess you could say that.”

Later in the night, as they were eating smores– gooey, incredibly messy, but quite tasty treats of graham cracker, roasted marshmallow, and chocolate– Chase leaned forward. It wasn’t hard to tell that Chief would be going to bed soon. “I have learned from Cody it’s customary to end the night with a ‘scary story’ when camping.”

“It can be.” Chief smiled. "Do you have one?"

"I have prepared one." Chase cleared his intake, and started. “On a night when the air was like pea soup, thick and clouded, a detective stepped out of his office. Immediately he caught sight of a car driving without its headlights. When he pulled the perpetrator over, he discovered the drive had massive unpaid parking fines as well. But because this is a horror story, the car disappears the second the detective turns to write a new ticket and is never seen again.”

“That’s a good one, Chase,” Chief said. He yawned wide and stood up to stretch, his knees and elbows popping as he did.

“Thank you. Is it time to retire?” Chase asked.

“I think so,” Chief said. “Wish I could stay up longer.”

“We have plenty of time tomorrow,” Chase said.

“That we do.” Chief chuckled.

At the tent, Chief directed Chase to lie down before he took his spot on Chase’s chassis, pulling the blanket with him. Chase carefully dropped a servo over Chief’s back. This wasn’t something they could easily and comfortably do at home. Chase was glad they could do it now. His spark spun happily, like a mobile. Chief sighed, seemingly melting into his spot. The beat of his heart was steady against Chase’s metal, even through the blanket that made him a more comfortable place to sleep.

"So how'd you like our first day and night of camping together?" Chief asked.

"It was peaceful. Nice," Chase said.

"Are you ready for the rest of the week?"

"I think so."

Chief smiled, and Chase smiled back.

[vveirdnobdy]

Apologies for taking so long my Trigun brain rot is festering (my current personality)

ANYWAYS THE 3 SENTENCE WIP THINGY I WAS TAGGED IN TWICE BOTH BY @salaapaoo LMAO SO YOU GET TWO LITTLE BITS !!

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'Choi Han looks up at Cale once more, noticing the sunrise in the background, the colors painting the sky’s matching Cales hair swirling in the wind. The tree’s red leaves complete the picturesque scene. With the swirls of color and the glow of the sunset, it looks like something straight out of a painting.'

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Cale should be asleep already, maybe another coughing fit is coming? The memory of blood coming out of the redhead’s mouth comes back to him, fighting off a shiver.

Glaring at Choi Han, Cale grabs Choi Han’s wrist pulling him towards Cale. 

‘What-‘ Choi han whispers out.

 ‘If you are so determined to stay by my side, no matter how unnecessary, you should still get some sleep. Now lay down or so the gods help me and I will start walking to the damned swamp myself right now.’

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Two little tidbits for OG!Cale Getting SR !! I promise ill finish it eventually I'm almost finished with the outline (we're gonna ignore I'm 13k deep THIS IS MEANT TO BE A ONE SHOT HELP-)

Also, is this post being made as a slight apology for what might become trigun spam here soon- Yes. Watch Trigun Stampede it good besties I promise. ;-;

ALSO KONA IS THE ONLY PERSON I KNOW IN THE FANDOM SO IDK WHO TO TAG REBLOG IF YA WANNA I GUESS-

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[oldshowbiz]

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