#these bunch b like we gonna make it extremely hard to figure out a damn ship name

[fjorrd]

the only ship name i could come up with was turnovinael which also sounds like a pasta

it does LMAO the combination of gavin and michael and fiona’s names just pastifiy shipnames apparently

[sugar-petals]

BTS Tarot Reading ➝ What Kind Of Porn Do They Watch? (18+)

↳ NOTE - due to several requests, a steamy and detailed one. ☕️ we’re asking the cards about the erotica they fancy in a wider sense. 

warning ⚠️ 18+ // bdsm mentions, worship, kinks left and right. we’re going graphic in all types o’ ways, lads.

♡ DISCLAIMER // tarot is speculative, there is no guarantee for accuracy. believing in the cards is a choice. all portrayals are fictive and for entertainment purposes only.

SPREAD #1:

yoongi

⌈ THE WORLD ⇁ Jesus... Someone’s obsessed with girls in the nude. That card has a stark naked woman wrapped in very little satin on it so you know what our funky little guy is up to. Luscious aesthetic fotos might be just around his corner. Big duh, he’s a photography major. These folks are all about body appreciation. He’s also on a personal vendetta against lingerie 😂 Yoongi won’t get hard looking at even the most HD panty and bra ads. Only the skin in its full splendor will do, no editing. He loves pictures of nipples peaking through shirt fabric, it’s all over his phone. Yoongi likes his gals without underwear 24/7 just like he dislikes underwear himself. If we’re talking porn, the woman on the card is holding two very long rods so may I connect the dots: Threesomes, handjobs, blowbangs, spitroasting. Friction, friction, and more friction. To Yoongi’s brain, handjobs are a great um new version of holding hands. Sex standing up also, keeping it vertical. Yoongi doesn’t care about girth, inches count. Nice and elongated with a perfect plunge, something to hold onto. Yep, he’s pretty deliberate when searching that up. Yes, he loves the look of it. However, and you’ll be surprised: Even if he likes poly porn, it’s still nothing too extreme. This card is more about pleasure than pain. If a guy likes rough and degrading sex, you get swords and wands in his spread. THE WORLD is more about perfected skills and success. So, he likes the more accomplished porn stars. With a preference for curly blondes and redheads, that’s sort of the hair color on the card. Natural B or C cup. Medium height, not too curvy. Oversized booty not needed. In terms of nationality: We have three representative animals on the card. Eagle, lion and bull, plus a light blonde man’s head. So, anything that America/Germany/Albania/Mexico/Namibia (and so on, lot of countries with eagles as their national bird my dude), England, Spain and Scandinavia have to offer. Honey sugar is going international, baby.

hoseok

⌈ QUEEN OF WANDS ⇁ Did I just mention that guys who like rough sex in porn get wand cards in their readings in Yoongi’s segment? Well, there we have our candidate, with a very obvious card since it’s a court figure. Now, the thing is, this is not the guy being rough. The QUEEN OF WANDS is as notoriously femdom as can be. The very fiery and raw and fun version. So, with a degree of lightheartedness, but still being very fit — even buff — and hands-on with the sub. If you get the QUEEN OF SWORDS, that’s the more cool and calculated domme who signs you up for torture and humiliation, and she really looks like a domme. She’s all over the internet because she has the grit. Now wands combined with a tarot queen... it’s more about the stamina and she is approachable. Hobi does not like watching cruel girls, he likes challenging ones. Upbeat porn stars who can take a lot but most importantly dole it out assertively like pros are Hobi’s schtick. He’s unapologetic about that. With him it’s like, please not the local newcomers that turned legal a month ago. The queen cards are all about mature women. Mommy kink, hint hint. The kind of mommy who’s gonna whip out the spreader bar or cane (= wands again) and give a playful type of punishment. See how desert-like that imagery is, Hobi wants to sweat big time when he gets off to this. Now since wands also make for a damn good pole to dance on, go figure. This whole card has me wondering if, well alright, he is a Cardi B hard stan 😅 If Hobi blasts Money to get in the mood, I’d not be surprised. Anyway. Back to pole stuff: If you go through his youtube search history, you will find astounding things. I think he watches the more professional and athletic performers in competition though. High production value is key. Finally, an interesting card detail: There’s a sunflower on it. This is definitely his kind of tarot imagery.

jimin

⌈ KING OF COINS  ⇁ This card always looks like a scene from a medieval movie so you might have an erotic film enthusiast here. The more chaste type of genre, pentacles are very grounded and not hypersexualized. The intimacy is slow and more about security and pleasure. It’s graphic and detailed, but gives you a sense of relaxation. With a bit of romance in the plot, that might absolutely be Jimin’s thing. Castles and wine and nobility. Interesting type of erotica. Historical and classy. As expected of a prince, mind you. He might enjoy books of that genre also. And we know Jimin is an avid reader, right up there with Namjoon. Now, even with more risque and contemporary stuff that he googles up, we have similar dynamics going down on screen. With Hobi we had femdom because it’s a queen card, now with Jimin we get the classic male dom type of porn because that’s how the King usually rolls, unless it’s the KING OF CUPS who’s touchy-feely and subby. Meanwhile, the KING OF COINS is your local sugar daddy. Leaning towards being a soft dom, he’s not aggressive. And Jimin surely has a little crush on that concept. Ye know, if all the other members have female cards and Jimin gets the sugar daddy, we might be dealing with mxm action. Because if this card was a porn star, he’d be a really, really rich producer and a bear who’s done this since the frickin’ 90s. He’s treating his subs very gently and lets them sit on their lap, the imagery is sort of like that because the King is balancing a pentacle on his left thigh. Sex and comfort all in one are life for Jimin. A sexy detail I only noticed at a second glance, the King also has a shortened golden staff with him, which has a rounded tip. If that’s not a butt plug… whenever I see props like that in tarot, I interpret it as a sex toy. So, good vibes in here. And a bunch of aphrodisiacs, the KING OF COINS is a foodie. Which you know, might just be a food porn type of reference. Jimin’s taste in sexy things is quite something else.

jungkook

⌈ THE EMPRESS ⇁ If there’s one thing I like, it’s the Tarot giving me the important archetypes during readings of that kind. The Queens, the Kings, the Major arcana (see Yoongi’s and Jin’s segment). You can really draw a lot of hints out of it. Now with the EMPRESS you have a similar case to Hobi’s, just a lot more softcore. Jungkook has a refined and pretty vast taste in erotica, if not the most refined in Bangtan next to Jimin who likes that kind of dignified touch to it as well as we saw. Jungkook knows his stuff when it comes to searching things up, he is a first class netizen in that regard. In terms of genre: The EMPRESS is your highkey feminist and wholesomeness legend, so — you won’t find any super creepy things in some hidden file on his PC, and things by female producers instead. No slut-shaming or name-calling here, everyone gets their pleasure in their own right. Thanks to online sex ed, Jungkook has a map to the clit and he��s not afraid to use it. He’s the type to watch solo videos ad nauseam. He’s fascinated. Masturbation until it gets all messy with the juices flowing, and you bet he wants to see the girls buzzing themselves off lying on their back. Maybe even outdoors in a field. Cum play is a must, cunnilingus is a must, he loves unprotected sex and creampies, he loves breast massages. And yes. Anything that involves sex with pregnant and chubby women. Similar to Taehyung, it’s all about the focus on the girl, he doesn’t bother much with the guy performers. And given Yoongi’s reading on top of that, we have three members in BTS who are all about worshipping the female body right here, breasts over ass, and he likes blondes, too. The EMPRESS card is like… the entire porn industry who does the MILF and BBW genre is financed by Jeon Jungkook’s website subscriptions. Cue GOT7, with Jungkook it’s girls, girls, girls. The thirst is going strong, and he’s unashamed times ten, sex is sex. 

➝ we also have members who don’t really bother with erotica or have a complicated relationship with it.

SPREAD #2

taehyung

⌈  ACE OF WANDS reversed ⇁ He’s not about beating off until the world ends. Taehyung gets bored by porn or heated literature and doesn’t feel very motivated to search it up. He would rather come up with his own ideas to write but doesn’t have the energy. Sex drive: On hold, even if he tries to look something up it doesn’t feel very fulfilling to him. Most of it fails to turn him on, it’s not his kind of taste. He gets frustrated when he masturbates and would rather rest, dream, and doze. The only thing I can see him watch somewhat frequently — hold your horses — is lesbian porn. I’ll explain. The ACE OF WANDS is pretty much your most glaring handjob symbolism card. A hand gripping a stick. Yoongi’s THE WORLD card has very similar imagery, I mean even two wands and a girl, bisexual explosion much. He would be a big fan of the upright ACE OF WANDS card lmao! But the reversal is like, um no silly guys jerking off in here, pls. Keep your cum to yourself. That means: Zero dicks in Taehyung’s zone, girl-on-girl stuff is his very last resort for quality that he is desperate for but cannot find. And not the stuff where the producers just replace the guys with heavy arsenal sex toys, double-ended dildos, fucking machines, endless strap-on action without any clit stimulation on either side and whatnot. Taehyung is like ugh, cherie, why, give me the juicy stuff, give me the basics. What he wants is just pure scissoring, fingering, oral, little gentle bites, a lot of caresses and kisses. And slow, slow sex. Probably the amateur kind. He hates how brutal and exaggerated most things online are. Tae is looking for softness, a lot of lesbian action is what delivers in that regard so he takes all he gets. And it goes further than that, Taehyung knows the finest yuri recommendations, I’m telling you.

seokjin

⌈  THE STAR reverse ⇁ The opposite of Yoongi: not keeping it very naked in here. The upright card shows a nude woman pouring water from two cups. Hence a strong connection to the card of sexuality, TWO OF CUPS. Everything is very gentle and positive in that scenery. But then, the reversed card rather shows us that Jin doesn’t feel too thrilled watching other people film or write or photograph sex. Like in Tae’s case, he becomes bored, it’s all the same to him. Nothing’s ever new to him in porn. He feels negative and guilty rather than refreshed or entertained. He also doesn’t like a lot of kinks that very literally connect to, well, the pouring water. Squirting, cum play, watersports, sex in the pool or showers, lube overuse, creampies, bukkake, fake cum — Jin is rolling his eyes at that, he thinks it’s a circus. He’s surely given it a try, but ended up feeling worse and even more pent-up or dissatisfied. At best, you will find him on unknown websites looking for the most amateur videos there are. Because: THE STAR quite unequivocally hints at porn stars. If you reverse the card, it becomes someone not very well-known. He roots for the underdog. Accordingly, Jin’s reaction to mainstream videos goes this way: ‚Pipe down, you non-artists!’ 😆 Cause maybe, he does do it better aye, without the awkward angles anyway. He doesn’t want the body cult, like, put that airbrush and silicone out of my face bro. Not because he’s against surgery, but the idea behind sexual extremes and the shady high standards. It’s too polished for him to get turned on. And robotic/staged. Likely because he’s had an IRL sexual experience (gasp!) that set a different ideal to him, so the more glossy porn feels off. Home video has all he needs instead. I think it’s especially because you get so see more body hair there. The woman on the THE STAR card is all sleek, so the reversed card is the opposite, Jin wants that unshaved goodness.

namjoon

⌈ EIGHT OF CUPS ⇁ Now you’d think — and I thought, kinda — we’d get the master of erotica right here. And he’s had one hell of a reputation for that. Think of the ever-infamous Yaman TV interview where BTS were super upfront and revealing about their taste and what they watch privately. With especially Namjoon having the lion’s share. But this card says otherwise if his current state is concerned. The EIGHT OF CUPS shows a man wandering off into the night, leaving eight cups behind him. I think what that means is, he’s moved on. Namjoon’s cravings aren’t as strong as they used to be, nor does he have the time. He knows it won’t fix his loneliness or answer the questions of life. He might be on the search for different things to fulfill him, or ignore much of his hormones in favor for his career. Not that he didn’t dabble in it, he sure did, but that chapter is slowly closing and what’s next he doesn’t really know yet. He thinks about family and being a father, so the smaller and more risque pleasures become less significant. Desire, too. Ye olde soul syndrome is kicking in. The card is also centered around introspection, a quest for self, all these higher topics that aren’t the most grounded and don’t leave much space for being horny. Joon is simply to preoccupied and on the move. He sees porn as a distraction from his real self at this point, and he’s not the type to feel satiated after masturbating to something, similar to Jin and Taehyung. Instead, I think he carries that energy elsewhere, hence the wanderer going from A to B onto a mountain. In short, Namjoon naturally grew out of it by becoming more, well: Namjoon. He’s left a lot behind, he’s choosing self-development over temporary fun, and he will ponder a lot on the topic, the hows and whys and whats more often than not. So, he’s passed the baton to Yoongi and Jungkook if you will, and keeps a low profile as of now. 

tarot mlist | ko-fi

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for anon:

[sweet-curried-powder]

Happy Birthday Cherry Blossom!

so it's cherry's birthday today, and since i've had sk8 brainrot lately both generally and ficwise, my brain would not let me relax until i wrote cherry a fic for his birthday. this took me several days to write, and i finished sometime yesterday before all my birthday celebrations took place, and wrapped up editing just now today.

so yeah, take a sk8 found fam fic for cherry's birthday!

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Reki, Langa, and Miya laid in wait behind a dumpster near Joe’s restaurant, watching the side door. It was Cherry’s birthday, and the kids wanted to surprise the pink-haired calligrapher, with no outside help whatsoever. As far as Joe and Cherry knew, Miya had a doctor’s appointment, Reki had to run some errands for his mother, and Langa had to go get his hair cut (Really, Langa’s excuse wasn’t really a lie. He’d gotten his hair cut by his mother earlier today, and it only took about ten minutes.). The “parents” had no idea what the boys had planned.

The doorknob jiggled, and Miya leapt into action. Joe waltzed out, fishing his wallet and keys out of his pocket, heading for his vehicle, back to the door. The door had some sort of automatic lock, where the door would lock once the door was shut, so Joe didn’t even give the door a second glance, fortunately.

Miya acted quickly, leaping to the door in less than a second and shoving his board in the doorway just before the door could close, keeping it open. By now, Joe was in his car, and starting it up. Reki opened the door, holding it for Miya and Langa, the latter’s arms full of grocery bags, watching the area to make sure Joe was gone before the redhaired boy popped into the restaurant.

The door was near the back of the large, spacious kitchen, which was neat as a pin; counters wiped clean, cooking utensils put away, nothing out of place. There was a faint smell of garlic and herbs still lingering in the air, which wasn’t overly strong, but it was mouthwatering nonetheless.

Langa set the bags down on the counter, Reki producing the cookbook from his bag, flipping to the bookmarked page, a recipe for a cherry cake. Miya rooted through the cabinets, getting out bowls, pans, and measuring cups and spoons.

“Do you think Cherry will like this?” Langa asked, getting out the ingredients and setting them on the table. “I mean, I don’t have that much baking experience besides making cakes and brownies from mixes…”

“I’m sure he’ll like it!” Reki reassured Langa, patting his friend on the back. “And besides, it’s cherry cake! For Cherry Blossom! It’s clever, isn’t it?”

“I guess it is,” Miya shrugged, opening a drawer with a bunch of aprons inside. He took some out and handed them to Langa and Reki. “Here. We don’t want stuff getting on our clothes.” The youngest took one for himself, putting it on. It was a little big on him, but it worked.

Reki threw his apron on, while Langa put his on more carefully. They fit just perfectly, since Reki and Langa were much taller than their brother.

“C’mon, let’s get baking! It’s just a cake, what can go wrong―”

There was a loud cry from Miya. The two boys turned to see Miya, whose face was coated in cake flour. He’d opened the bag too roughly, causing flour to explode all over himself and the counters.

Reki began laughing, pointing at the flour-coated boy. Miya growled, grabbing a fistful of flour and chucking it at Reki, who got a faceful of it. He coughed and sputtered, glaring at a smug-looking Miya.

“You’re kind of a little shit, you know that?”

“Thank you, dear brother.”

Langa began greasing and flouring the cake pans, making sure to get each and every little corner. Reki and Miya measured the flour, some of it flying out of the bowl and landing on the counters. Langa went to fetch the mixer from one of the shelves, gasping softly as he nearly teetered from how heavy the mixer was. He set it down on the counter, plugging it in before turning to Reki and Miya, who had started on the wet ingredients.

“‘Separate the whites from six eggs’?” Miya read aloud from the cookbook. “How do you separate egg whites?”

Reki opened his mouth to answer, before Langa took an egg from the carton. He put his free hand over the bowl, using the other to crack the egg into his hand. The white seeped through his fingers, plopping into the bowl with a satisfying noise. Langa put the egg yolk in a smaller bowl, shaking the stray egg white off of his hand.

“How’d you know how to do that, Langa?” Reki asked, tilting his head. “I thought you hadn’t cooked from scratch before.”

“Mom had a baking show on TV the other night,” Langa said, taking another egg. “I don’t know what the show was called, something about sugar or spices I think? But one of the ladies on the show did this with the eggs, I thought I could give that a try.”

Reki peered in the bowl with the yolk in it. There was still some white stuck to the yolk, but Langa had gotten most of it. He had to admit, it was fairly impressive.

“That was a good idea, Langa. Good job,” he congratulated Langa, beaming widely at him. A light blush dawned on the pale boy’s cheeks as he mumbled a “thank you” in reply.

Miya watched the two teenage boys talk with each other as they separated the eggs’ yolks and whites, blush and flour dusted across their cheeks. He shook his head, opening the jar of cherries and straining the juice into a measuring cup. I swear to god, they’re pining for each other. It’s like some sort of fanfiction.

“Okay! Whites are in!” Reki grinned, wiping some flour off of his nose. “Things should be smooth sailing from here, now that we know what else to do. Miya, the cherry juice?”

“Yeah, yeah, I―FUCK―” Miya tripped on his shoes, the measuring cup flying out of the small boy’s hands and splashing onto the floor. Luckily the cup was plastic, so it didn’t break, but the juice splashed all over the floor. “Dammit, that was all our cherry juice!”

“And we only have that one jar of maraschino cherries…” Langa mumbled.

“Don’t worry, don’t panic,” Reki tried to reassure the other two. “There’s a store right down the road, remember? They’ve got to sell maraschino cherries there, I’ll just go skate by there and pick up another jar.”

“What if Mama Cherry and Papa Joe come back before you do?” Miya asked, pulling on his sleeve. “The surprise will be ruined then…”

“I called the old man earlier and asked him to distract Cherry and Joe for a few hours while we make the cake. I’ll try and contact him and say we need more time.” Reki grabbed his board, rushing to the side door of the restaurant. “I’ll be back as soon as I can!”

“Stay safe, Reki!” Langa called out as Reki left in a rush, hopping on his board and zooming towards the shop, heart pounding as he approached the store. This could still work, this is just a minor setback, it―

“Will you shut it, you damn gorilla?!”

Fuck. It was Cherry.

Reki quickly ducked behind a trash can in a nearby alley, peering to where the voice was coming from. It was Joe and Cherry, with Shadow in between them. Shadow caught Reki’s eye, face starting to morph into one of his classic scowls.

“We need more time,” Reki mouthed quickly and quietly, gesturing towards Joe and Cherry, signaling the florist to distract the two. Shadow nodded, turning to Cherry and saying something that Reki couldn’t hear, the red haired boy sighing in relief as the group turned around, dashing to the store, weaving through the small crowd, yet trying to blend in.

He soon approached the store, ducking inside and heading for the section of the store with all the canned fruits, frantically searching the shelves. Pineapple, peach slices, apricot... it took Reki a good five minutes before he found the jar of cherries that he was looking for. He quickly grabbed it and hurried to the register, throwing a handful of yen at the cashier and running off with the cherries before they could even give him his change.

He slid into the back alley of Joe’s restaurant, banging on the door. Langa answered, being immediately greeted with a panting Reki.

“I got the cherries,” Reki panted, handing them to his friend. “I saw Shadow on my way here, but who knows how much longer the old man can stall Cherry and Joe.”

“We should hurry.” Langa nodded in agreement, handing the jar to Miya. “You two take care of cake. I’ll take care of making the fondant and frosting.” The three of them had been discussing how to decorate Cherry’s cake for several days, and eventually, they settled on frosting it with a homemade cherry buttercream (Langa had once helped Reki make frosting to frost his sister’s birthday cake with, so he knew how to do it) and branches of cherry blossoms made out of fondant. None of them had made anything with fondant before, but they had seen Joe make fondant from scratch enough times to get an idea on how it was made.

“You heard your boyfriend. Come on and help me with this cake!” Miya began draining the cherries again.

“Okay—WAIT A FUCKING SECOND!”

The next two hours were filled with trial and error. As in, 70% error and 30% trial. Reki had cut his finger while helping Langa cut the cherries for the buttercream, and Langa took Reki’s finger and put it in his mouth, his logic being that he saw it in an anime once, and he figured it was some sort of custom in Japan.

Miya had to tug on the extremely flustered Reki’s arm to get it out of Langa’s mouth, and didn’t stop teasing the two about it for ten solid minutes.

Then Reki burned his hand on the oven while putting the cakes in, and while Miya tended to Reki’s injuries, Langa went to put the last cake in the oven and burnt his hand too.

It was, not gonna lie, a disaster.

But in the end, after three and a half hours total of baking, the final result looked pretty great, for the standards of three teenaged boys. Some of the cherry blossoms on the cake were misshapen, and the branches looked like dark brown veins. But the three of them had tried their best.

“I hope Cherry likes it,” Langa said, picking at his bandaged hand. “We worked hard. And me and Reki burnt our hands.”

“I’m positive he’ll like it, Langa! Trust me!” Reki grinned, as Joe’s van pulled up to the front. “Oh, that’s gotta be them!” He bounced on his toes, trying not to move, as they were currently in the dark so Joe and Cherry wouldn’t see them when they first entered the restaurant.

They heard Joe’s keys jingle in the lock, before the door opened, and two pairs of footsteps came inside.

“The hell…? I was sure the lights weren’t off when I came in.”

“You seriously can’t remember something like that?”

“Karou, it’s not a big deal, okay? Just let me get the lights…”

You could hear Joe’s heavy footsteps head towards the light switch on the wall, the lights flicking on shortly after, revealing the appearance of their children.

“SURPRISE!” The three of them yelled, shocking both Joe and Cherry, the latter’s eyes going wide, the former jumping slightly. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!”

“Is… is that a cake?” Cherry asked, pointing to the cake on the table, which had a bottle of champagne and some sparkling water next to it, along with fancy glasses, birthday candles, and a box of matches. “Did you kids make this cake for me?”

“We snuck in here when Joe was leaving to make it,” Langa confirmed. “Me and Reki have the burns to prove it.” He held up his hand, Reki copying him with a stupid grin.

“It’s cherry cake too!” Reki added. “For your S name! Cherry Blossom! We even made fondant how Joe makes it and made cherry blossoms!”

Cherry. His favorite.

He remembered when he and Joe were kids. When Cherry got hurt and fell down, Joe would help him to his feet, and bring him along to the next block, where his grandmother lived, and she would give them both cherry turnovers, full of sweet cherry pie filling and with a flaky crust. It was one of Cherry’s favorite memories, of his entire life.

“Cherry?” Langa’s voice broke the calligrapher out of his trance. “Are you okay? You’re crying.”

Cherry’s hands moved to his cheek, feeling the tears that were streaming down them. He smiled softly, glancing at Joe with a fond look in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Now, let’s try this cake.”

[alligaytorswamp]

yellow , green , blue, turquoise , onyx , fuchsia , cream , mauve ( also genshin) & plum B)))

hey hi hello >:)

green: do you have a favourite flower?

nah i dont differentiate them.. every flower is just a flower to me jkhasjkdhkj...

if the flower is purple it gets extra points tho

blue: preferred type of weather?

rain!!! thunderstorms!!! <333

turquoise: favorite sea animal?

penguins or turtles :p

onyx: do you still play Minecraft?

nope, never did

fuchsia: favorite land animal?

cream: any piercings or tattoos? do you want any?

i have a helix one but it got fucked up.. so it looks weird :(

would love to fix it one day.. or maybe get rid of it completely hhh

no tattoos but i want some yes heheeheh

some longer answers will be under the cut jkahdsjkad

plum: a food you've never tried

oi.. dats like a lot of things... ;;

well I've never had anything "Chinese"/"Mexican"/idk what else people mention in a similar manner... i hear English-speaking folks refer to these.. "types" and yep never had any of that. also like.. any food chains that just don't exist in Russia? obv nope......... there is probably an insane amount of stuff I haven't tried, I'm picky and literally just eat at home 99% of the time so-

yellow: name of an artist you think is underappreciated

gonna give a dumb ass answer but... i can't...? i don't really know how much one should be "appreciated", like what is the "right amount" and whether or not this person receives it. the amount of notes/likes doesn't always represent that and also i don't look there at all.. also this one random artist can have multiple accs on different platforms with different engagements and all that... so how do i really know what's up with them? and once again i don't think i sit around thinking Damn this person needs more likes !! .. i just like/rb whatever i want and it's epic lashdjlksajdlk also i'm not sure if i have strong attachments to certain creators.. (at this point that is. i used to and some of it backfired lmao) ... the only attachments i have r ppl i'm friends with which is U Know... considered the right answer to this question and an adequate person would do just that but damn none of yall getting a free promo wtf 🙄 and i feel like mentioning one friend could lead to upsetting another or like .. i could just forget to tag someone... or I would waste time trying to figure out if it would be ok to mention them in an ask like this one and probably would decide against it anyways just not to bother anybody ....

and is getting tagged in a post saying u r underappreciated even a compliment? because i for one am not too sure about that........... much to think about uh huh

mauve: any unpopular opinions?

we entered danger zone.................... beware :з

uhhh well first of all I think childe x zhongli is like the most pathetic and boring "default" pairing this fandom came up with. they have 0 chemistry and I just hate everything about it. as much as I headcanon both as queers... together romantically it feels like 2 straight men put together by ya*i fans............ also before i blacklisted to ship and voluntarily looked through the ship tag... every post felt like a hard ooc. i could not understand what childe or zhongli are supposed to be as individuals, what they have in common, what kind of dynamic they have. deadass most crack ships with 0 interactions have more flavor than this tragedy

eng VAs are great people and appreciate their work but whoever decides the voices ain't doing it right. every male character sounds like a middle-aged white man.. and most of the youngest characters sound like very obvious adults trying to pretend to be babies. all of it irks me so bad god.. and there are so many characters that lose their little spark in eng........ (yet in korean and chinese they're completely fine??)

all of the playable adult male characters are shitty people in one way or another. none of them are good. they have reasons and different perspectives, yes, but they suck. every single one of them. stop ignoring it or trying to say only some are evil. none of them are inherently terrible.. but they're not these precious and righteous individuals. they're men.................... that says a lot, actually. :\

and as for women? god i hate the idea that they're all so uninteresting and weak. lichrally just a bunch of girlbosses, morals of most could be questioned as well... anyways some of the girls not having extremely dramatic stories doesn't make them any less cool. let them be

also all archons suck it's ok. you can still love them while acknowledging that they've done some shit. ALSO stop demonizing venti .. and now baal, while praising zhongli- he's an old loser stop lying to yourself. i hate when people present him as the only good archon, the voice of reason who is just so cool and collected but also ahh so cutely silly about mora !!!............. bitch the story quest of liyue is just one zhongli-is-a-fucking-moron campaign idk did yall skip it or something............ and even then it's ok to like him, he does have his logic/reasons/beliefs that justify his actions... he is not a good guy or archon tho.

shipping archons/adepti/whatever the fuck that isn't a basic human with a basic human is super weird. i mean the power dynamic will be completely fucked and ages? lord almighty... basically mortals should stay with mortals... the rest goes to baby jail except maybe ganyu she's a good girl

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh idk what else.................

maybe.. ahha... well.............. with how people hype up any vague new character that is leaked and declare how they will skip every banner ever for them - even tho all we know is... how the character looks like? it feels a bit too much. like truly what's the point of going crazy and then screaming at mihoyo every 3 seconds over some character that could be fake for all we know, or maybe they'll be a support you don't need, or they have a weapon you don't like to use.... can't you just wait till we get official info? jesus lawd- but regardless.......................... where is the same energy for baizhu :)

the man is literally in the game and people manage to forget him even in conversations about dendro specifically- how the fuck is that even real-

thanks for watching everybody don't forget to subscribe smash that like button and hit the notification bell ^_^

[ghosty-schnibibit]

taz liveshow liveblog! woohoo! ^o^

this will be the first ep of taz i’ll have listened to as a person with a bachelors degree lmao, let’s go!

what is this description even oh my god

what do you mean make it quieter i can barely hear it

so this is the third apocalypse faerun has had to deal with? cool, very cool

"it's really very bad" thank you for the humor griffin

c y b e r b i r d s

i need fanart of that stat oh my god

"you fell asleep in normal ass faerun" oh so its like another mindscape thing, i feel instantly better about this

who is this burly man???

mood clint, mood

god i've missed these dumb boys

merle i love you

WHAT THE FUCK IT'S ANGUS 

"leitenent? bullshit!" i love that that’s the most concerning thing for magnus in this situation 

ango's packin heat lmao

aww merle :')

this sounds like a garfield problem lmao

"may i, please" ilu angus omg

angus my sweet boy i love you so much

"my least favorite thing you do at the liveshows" ilu griffin

DAMN YOU SIRI

why is their griffin voice just clippy

YAY KILLIAN :D

i ' m  t a a k o

clint i love you so much

what is a klaxon griffin???

BROCK KNIFEBONE

"only we don't like it" god this is so good

oh my god is this the speech from independence day

welp, he died quickly lol

ilu travis omg

CYBER DOG YAY :D

dang i gotta write all this shit down, this is a lot of targets

AVI :D

LEON :DDD

... why do i have a feeling we're about to see some alternate reality major character death

MAGNUS NO

"and me against the dog!"

"i am going to cast" the hallmark of hilarious shit to come

taako is matrixing lmao

nice! gotta love chance lance

the curse of tanks

go merle! :D

oh no merle D:

this is such a wonderful mental image oh my god

TAAKO WHAT THE FUCK

"this is gonna be fine!" NO IT’S NOT TAAKO YOU DO NOT HAVE SPELLSHAPING 

well that went better than i thought lol

IS THAT THE FUCKING HAMSTER DANCE GRIFFIN

"but i'm going to" love you maggie

yay railspliter :D

"the dog has now slid so far away" pfffff

god that is such a cute mental image

FUTURE CYBER LUCRETIA

t h r e e  r a n d y  g u y s

well this is a thing that’s happening

POOF!

"robots are nothing if not a bunch of corners" love it

taako's going to fucking die

so he's running interference basically

maggie you dumb dumb boy

jesus christ taako you did not think this through

TAAKO THIS IS THE CLOUD KILL FROM THE BOSTON LIVESHOW ALL OVER AGAIN YOU ARE GOING TO DIE

the world’s tiniest "FUCK"

that's like the third 24 he's gotten this ep wtf

yay! go carey! :D

"in this universe i'm omniscient" nice

"this is called dramatic conflict" god bless you clint

god i love this so much holy shit

"the doors that i've just invented shut behind you"

OH GOD NO IT'S UPSY

... wait is lucas the bad guy??? lucas is the bad guy isn't he

OH EWWW

"FRIENDS DON'T JUICE EACH OTHER" OH GOD

MERLE YOU ABSOLUTE DIPSHIT

i figured lol

OH MY GOD IT'S AGENT SMITH

"john?" "no, that'd be wild" i need that au fic

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME IT'S HODGEPODGE AGAIN???

so lucas is the bad guy in a round about way lmao

OH NO, OH NO, THIS IS SO FUCKING CREEPY OH MY GOD

can't wait for amnesty to rip out my still beating heart and eat it two weeks from now :)))

it is probably better for them not to take on themselves, i learned that from an episode of teen titans

merle has just given up

yes heal taako please he's nearly dead

catch phrase bots lmao

OH THAT'S NOT GREAT

oh my god poor robot merle

aww poor clint lol

OH SHIT

yeah, it's not going to be great admittedly

"don't get it fuckin' twisted, i'm saving robot taako" ASDFJKLSFKLSS

TAAKO AND THE BOT

god i love this so much

ACTUAL MISSILE

NICE! GO MERLE!

so taako's back to nearly dead holy shit

they are all going to die

he sounds so excited and i love it

WHAP WHAP

oh my god travis

he's going to meet robo julia

... what is he going to turn robo taako into???

AWWWWW

GOD THIS IS THE CUTEST MENTAL IMAGE

extreme tin bible

... so how much health is taako at right now????? he's lost like 66 health if i'm adding right

what the fuck have you done to him taako??? why are you pulling a doctor willy on this robot merle?????

WHAT THE FLYING FUCK TAAKO

what does merle think of all this omg

"this is a weird fight" YEP

ROBOT CAT TAAKO

TAAKO'S FUCKING DEAD ISN'T HE

NOOOOO NOT ROBO CAT TAAKO

"can robo kravitz catch him?" i fucking love you justin mcelroy

"during my time when i assimilated you" griffin this is too close to the current abomination for comfort, i'm sad remembering dead boyd and possibly dead dani now

MERLE IS GOING TO FUCKING DIE

YEEEEEAH!!!

YOU'RE ITCHIN FOR A GLITCHIN

jesus fuck magnus so many numbers

THIS IS LITERALLY THE CURRENT ABOMINATION GRIFFIN

NICE!!!

hodgepodgemen

YOU ARE GOING TO PERMAKILL TAAKO AND YOURSELF MERLE

YAAAAAY!!! :D

GO MERLE :DDD

half the crowd cheered so loud at lucas dying omg

...he’s talking to the robot merle isn’t he, yep, yep he is

WAIT MERLE HAD ONLY ONE HP?????

lucas wtf

this was so fuckin funny, i don’t think i’ve laughed that hard since the “you’re dating the grim reaper!?” lmao. also it was a good detraction from the current heartache of amnesty. i can’t wait to check the tag for fanart of this ep :D

[mowseries]

//

Damn, I appeared not to have tagged the thread! How stupid of me, I’ll have to look for it by hand. Gimme a sec, I think I can narrow down the time frame…

{Some Time Later…}

I FOUND IT!

Here we go.

If you want the behind the scenes (without the font effects, it’ll take like half an hour to add those in), here’s what happened in conjunction:

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -Ping- [MN.8] //: -Muffled- Mmn--

[MN.8] //: --Sorry, was eatin' breakfast. What's up, Cards? <DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > Keep this quiet, because I'll tell the others in just a moment, and want their unvarnished reaction, 'kay? BJ

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -Seems rather amused- [MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -Alright now ya got him curious, what you do-(edited) <DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > More like what Issimo did. [MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -Oh this is gonna be good-- <DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > Nevertheless, we are BOTH in the joint in the future. BP [MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -PFFT--

[There's the sound something getting knocked over, over the feeds--]

[MN.1] //: -Shade, you knocked over your glass of juice, why are you grinning--

[MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -TRYING to keep his data muffled but it's REAL HARD this time-- <DLN-000>: > -PING!- [MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -Was ONLY a matter of time, BWAHA-- <DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -Y' ain't the first to say so, HEH— -

<DLN-000>: > Mornin', guys. How are you all? [MN.1] //: -SQUINTS-

[MN.2] //: COOL, though Shade here is kinda in a laughing fit at the table--COME ON DUDE SPILL IT--like you did with your juice, not cleaning it up by the way--

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -Snorts at Pyro's immediate suspicion- [MN.8 to DLN-000] //: -Ah know he's even doin the face even though you ain't here, HA-- <DLN-000>: > Oh? Well, they say laughter is good for the soul. Or something.

<DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -CAN'T, nope, we're grinning- [MN.1] //: -If this ends up in the news with whatever you did, I swear-- <DLN-000>: > -Bursts out LAUGHING- [MN.1] //: -SO YOU DID DO SOMETHING--

[MN.8] //: -CAN'T--

[MN.9] //: Did they do a thing? Is it on the news again--

[MN.6] //: NEGITORY, Beckos--shaaaame, last time was funny--ish-- <DLN-000>: > I have the feeling that there will be faaaairly similar reactions…

<DLN-000>: > …from most of you… BJ

[MN.7]//: -SIGH, nope, too early for this Nonsense--

[MN.3] //: -NnnnOPE you are zzstaying right here--

[MN.7] //: -WHY- <DLN-000 to MNN-008>: > -Very much enjoying this, stringing Pyro along especially-

<DLN-000>: > Relax, guys, I didn't go out and do anything, and it's not in the news.

<DLN-000>: > I'd think there'd be a lot more reporters out here if it had made headlines. [MN.8] //: -snorts, heheh--

[MN.5] //: -Does make a good point- -Goes back to eating breakfast-

[Oho, he was playing the semantics game, was he? One of his best.]

<DLN-000>: > -Clearly amused-

<DLN-000>: > After all, if they'd noticed they got their hands on the oldest AI&A ever built…

<DLN-000>: > …you'd think a bunch of Reploids would raise more of a fuss. [MN.9] //: ...Reploids? Are you with Nero or something? ?.? <DLN-000>: > Noooooot quite, though I imagine he's all "…" about this. BJ [MN.9] //: -He's kinda like that all the time though--

[MN.7] //: -~- -Will you quit stalling already and get to the point, Cardinal--

[MN.2] //: -IGNORE OUR CHOPSTICK IN THE MUD BRO, go on--

<DLN-000>: > ~

<DLN-000>: > Remember OXN-002? [MN.1] //: ...Issimo? <DLN-000>: > Yeah. [MN.8] //: -Snorts, heh--still gotta meet the guy proper, yeah-- <DLN-000>: > -I can't wait for that by the way- -Glee data-

<DLN-000>: > But yeah, Issi! He's back, and is actually staying for a while this time. Hasn't been sent out undercover again yet. -Grins-

<DLN-000>: > You guys might not remember this, because I only mentioned it once or twice in passing, but…

<DLN-000>: > -Heh…- Issi kinda…

<DLN-000>: > …tends to "party hard," I think the saying goes—

[MN.2] //: -HE DOES?? AW YEAH--

[MN.8] //: -LAUGHS--

[MN.9] //: -Uuuh...- -Slightly confused-

[MN.7] //: -Facepalm-

[MN.5] //: -Mildly amused- So one too many, huh?

<DLN-000>: > BWAHA—

<DLN-000>: > SEVERAL, I think!

<DLN-000>: > Geez, that guy was three times his size— [MN.2] //: -GLITCH HE TRIED TO FIGHT SOMEONE WHILE SMASHED??? RESPECT POINTS PLUS 50-- <DLN-000>: > -Laughing- I had to yank him down to the floor to avoid a swing, so— [MN.1] //: -Aaand of course you were with him-- <DLN-000>: > So then this guy—PFFT, he was LARGE—thinks it'll be a smart life choice to go after me instead, since I'm… smaller… B] [MN.6] //: -EXTREMELY POOR LIFE CHOICE--

<DLN-000>: > Small, maybe, but hardened veteran— and also, quite sober— [MN.2] //: -SO DID YOU AND DRUNK ISSI KICK HIS CHASSIS-- <DLN-000>: > More or less, heh heh…

<DLN-000>: > Blocking him was easy, and then I kicked him off of me with a double shove. He staggered back into a wall.

<DLN-000>: > May or may not have been some tables and chairs in the way. BJ

<DLN-000>: > I grabbed Issi and made a run for it, but… heh… got kinda lost, haven't been to his base very many times.

<DLN-000>: > So that's why the police cau—

[MN.1] //: -for the love of XEL--

[MN.5] //: -Saw this comin' since he mentioned the partying-

[MN.2] //: -KYAHAHAHA ITS LIKE THAT ONE TIME WITH AVI--

[MN.6] //: -NOPE NOT BAILING HIM OUT-

[MN.8] //: -He's WHEEZING--

<DLN-000>: > -Laughing-

<DLN-000>: > You got thrown in the drunk tank, Avs? -Can't, he's grinning so hard-

[MN.7] //: -Is this really a big surprise, it was only a matter of time before he got himself arrested--

[MN.6] //: -NO-- D<

<DLN-000>: > -Laughs harder-

<DLN-000>: > -SNRKT- Sorry, just— imagining you hovering around loudly in the cell, flailing about—

<DLN-000>: > -So amused-

[MN.1] //: -Such exasperated data, of course you got arrested, why would I expect anything else--

[MN.2] //: -SO WHAT'S THE FUTURE SLAMMER LIKE, CARDS--

<DLN-000>: > -Amused- A lot more geared toward robots, that's for sure— <DLN-000>: > And yeah, I figured teleporting off would only make them give chase, soooo… <DLN-000>: > After the mess that came with us trying to run after getting our cover blown in your world, I decided to cut my losses and stick around to make sure Issimo got through it alright. BP [MN.8] //: So how long did it take for him t' sober up--(edited) <DLN-000>: > Hours. Heh. <DLN-000>: > Based on his coworkers' reactions, this ain't the first time this has happened. [MN.8] //: -Lord--

[MN.3]//: -Welp that'szz the wrong side of the night life for you--sort of--

[MN.2] //: -So wait are you like--still in a cell-- <DLN-000>: > His coworkers said they'd pull some strings for me to get me out by morning, last I'm allowed to recall, so… I'm gonna say "no." BP

[BWIP!] [Cardinal appears next to Shade, using him as a leaning post.]

Cardinal: -Cheeky grin- I'm too pretty for jaaaaiiil~ Shade: -SNORTS VERY HARD AT THAT-- Dyna: -TOO FAB FOR BARS, BRO- -Sharkgrin~- Cardinal: B] Cardinal: This bird was never meant to be caged.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

:]

—T.

[totallyrhettro]

Another Me, Chapter 2

Word Count: 2021 Rating: PG-13 Warnings: None Summary: This time, Rhett was really going to do it. He had tried maybe a thousand times over the past thirty-odd years to tell Link how he really felt, but this time he was finally going to actually succeed. At least, that was the plan, but when another version of the six-foot seven bearded internetainer appears out of nowhere during their weekend getaway, Rhett’s carefully laid plans are quickly pushed aside. Notes: AU, Present day, Rhett and Link aren’t married

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First Chapter

“How much is it?” Rhett fumbled with the foreign change, trying to remember what the conversion rate was between British money and American. The dollars he pretty much understood but the coins were confusing him.

“Seventeen fifty,” Link told him, handing him the correct amount of money for the two of them. “And it’s two pounds more for ‘walk up’ price. Whatever that means.”

“Who wouldn’t want to walk up to it?” Rhett murmured, to himself mostly, but Link eagerly agreed. Even if he hadn’t come to film the famous structure after a five-hour plane ride he wasn’t going to miss out on getting as close as possible. Link liked being thrifty but he, too, didn’t want to just look at it from a distance when he could get a closer look. These massive stones were arranged in a feat of engineering, especially for the time they were built. He was quite looking forward to seeing them up close.

What he didn’t like was the incredibly massive crowd at the visitor's center. The line was very long just to get their tickets. After that, the two men had a short walk to a small parking lot where a bus waited to take them to the actual site more than a mile and a half away. They couldn’t even see Stonehenge yet but Link was getting  a very strong mysterious vibe from the whole area. He could understand why so many people showed up just to see it.

When they finally arrived at the amazing stone structure it was quite awe inspiring. The giant stones were mere feet away from them… but that was all the closer they were allowed to get. The historical monument was roped off from the public for its own protection leaving Rhett in a very sour mood.

“This is not close enough,” he whined, gripping the rope as if he wanted to tear it apart with his bare hands. “I want to like, touch it. Smell it.” Link took out the camera he had brought and started filming, responding without a single glance to his friend.

“It’s still pretty cool,” he noted, trying to cheer Rhett up. “I’m guessing if we want to film for real we’ll have to pay more. I’m sure movies do it all the time, it just costs a lot.” Rhett frowned, still pouting, but he figured Link was right. If everyone was able to get up close and personal, the stones wouldn’t last as long. Understanding the reason for the rope didn’t make him feel better though.

‘Remember why we are here,’ his brain reminded him as Link continued along the path, filming away. Nodding to himself Rhett trotted to catch up, standing a bit too close so that he could look over the shorter man’s shoulder. His greying hair was getting windswept, much to his dismay, but Rhett liked the disheveled look on him, for reasons he could never tell anyone of course.

“This wind is driving me crazy,” Link lamented, trying in vain to keep his hair in place. “How is yours staying so perfect?” Rhett stepped back a bit so his friend shouldn’t see the blush forming on his cheeks from Link’s accidental compliment.

“The wind agrees with me,” he suggested, running his long fingers through his own wavy hair. “Plus I’m kinda facing into it.” Link hummed, distracted from his shot. Leaning his head down once again Rhett’s beard was nearly resting on his friend’s shoulder. He held his hands behind his back; he had to. The desire to place his hands on Link’s waist and pull him close was nearly overwhelming but years of practice had given him some restraint. “That’s good, Link.” It was. Even if they didn’t end up filming here the B-roll from Link’s camera would be good enough for something creative.

Though it seemed as though everyone around them had accepted the offer of free audio tour tapes and headphones, Rhett and Link chose to go without, enjoying a self-guided silent tour of the massive structure. Link continued to film as they walked the circular path around Stonehenge and Rhett continued to talk about his plans for filming closer. Now and again Link would reply but for the most part he was quiet. It was hard for him to converse and film at the same time. Despite the crowds the tapes kept the chatter to a minimum, making the walk very peaceful and Rhett enjoyed it immensely. However, after over half an hour of viewing the stones from a distance, he started to get other ideas.

“We should come back later tonight,” he suggested as he and Link got back in their rental car. Link was already typing in the address for their next sightseeing spot into their GPS and scrunched his eyebrows at the suggestion.

“I’m pretty sure we’ve seen all there is to see there, Rhett,” he supposed, taking pause. “You want to come back and walk around again?” Part of Rhett really did want to do just that, a quaint little stroll with Link at his side, but that wasn’t exactly what he had in mind.

“I think if we wait ‘til just before they close-” he began, a devious glint in his eye, but Link stopped him short.

“I don’t want to get arrested in Europe, Rhett,” Link insisted. “Or anywhere. We got some footage, we’ve got other places we can film-”

“Where’s your sense of adventure, Link!” Rhett blurted, unable to contain himself. “It won’t be for long, just a few minutes. No one will ever know we were there.” Damn if he wasn’t persuasive. Not with his words, of course, but Link found it very hard to say no to this man when he got that look in his eye. Besides, Link would have been lying if he said he didn’t want to get a closer look at those stones himself.

“If we get arrested-” he began, putting on his seatbelt.

“We won’t,” Rhett assured him, looking rather smug.

“-you are paying the fines.” Link sounded serious but Rhett could see the hint of a smile on his lips. He was into the idea, there was no hiding it. Rhett bit his own lip with excitement, looking out the window as they headed off to their next destination. His plans were coming together. Going to see Stonehenge at night wasn’t just about seeing a bunch of rocks. No, Rhett had other ideas. The night would be clear, the stars immensely bright in the skies so far from city lights. Alone, with Link, it would be the perfect setting. It just had to be.

~ ~ ~

Salisbury Cathedral. To call it a church didn’t suffice, even cathedral wasn’t enough. The building was massive, hundreds of feet long and nearly as tall, and it featured the tallest bell tower in all of the United Kingdom. Besides, it was also magnificently decorated, a trademark of Catholic churches, apparently. They certainly didn’t build churches like this back home.

“The next tour is at 14:15,” Link was reading off a pamphlet as the two of them stood in the giant entryway. Throngs of people were walking past, taking pictures and chatting among themselves. “That’s 4 o’clock, right?” Rhett shook his head, taking the brochure from Link’s hands to read it himself.

“That’s 2pm,” he corrected. “2:15.” He checked his phone for the time. “We can make it if we hurry.” The tour, an hour and a half journey through the various parts of the cathedral, culminated with a visit to the tallest tower of the church, much to Rhett’s discomfort. He clung to the handrail the entire way up the extremely long spiral staircase. Link could sympathize but he was enjoying the view too much to offer any real comfort. Every window they passed he would get as close as possible to look through. To be honest he was getting a little bit of sick pleasure out of his friend’s increasing queasiness.

“You gonna make it to the top?” he wondered about two-thirds of the way up. Taking slow, deep breaths, Rhett nodded. He wasn’t going to let this tower beat him and it sure as hell wasn’t going to ruin his perfectly-planned day.

“I’m fine,” he assured Link. He wasn’t, but he put on a brave face. Still he was glad when they moved on from the tower portion of the tour.

Much of the cathedral appeared to be under construction but their tour guide informed them it was a constant restoration project, an attempt to keep the building in better condition. Many places weren’t safe for the public and were roped off but even some places they were allowed to go seemed dicey. As the rest of the tour walked on to whatever part of the church their guide was going to show off, Rhett paused and leaned against a wall to catch his breath. It felt good to be down from that awful tower.

Link didn’t want to be left behind but he stopped to check on Rhett regardless. That tower seemed to take a lot out of him. Placing a hand on the wall near his friend, Link put all his weight into it, just to rest a moment. With their combined load the wall creaked and even buckled slightly. Immediately the two men backed away, glancing around lest anyone see that they possible broke a priceless bit of architecture. In their hurry and panic Rhett grabbed Link by both of his upper arms and moved him more roughly than he had intended. Link didn’t say a word. As they came to a stop Rhett hadn’t let go. He was still looking at the wall to see if it was going to come tumbling down any second. Link was very flustered. Then Rhett turned to check if he was okay as well.

“I- I’m fine,” he promised, wishing Rhett would release his rather tight grip. Rhett loosened his hold, as if he could read Link’s thoughts, but didn’t let go. His eyes continued to stare into Link’s, into his very soul it seemed. Rhett had caught Link before, when he fell, when they had to run away from danger, but he had always let go and he’d never held his gaze so long. The green in his shirt really brought out the green of his eyes. “You can let go now,” Link continued, quietly. At last Rhett pulled away but the warmth of his hands endured.

The wall seemingly stable, the two of them had to walk quickly to catch up with the group. While the rest of the tour was just as interesting as the first forty five minutes, Link wasn’t paying any attention to what their guide was saying. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way Rhett had been looking at him. It was a very odd stare, one that Link had never seen before, and had he been standing closer than usual? Surely not. They had been that close on numerous occasions, even closer when the show called for it, but this wasn’t the show. It was Rhett’s eyes… the way he was looking at Link. If Link didn’t know any better he would have sworn that Rhett was actually going to-

“Keep up, Link.” Though spoken in a hushed tone, Rhett’s words shook Link from his thoughts. He nodded distractedly and increased his speed but stayed rather distracted. It wasn’t that the tour was boring; it was as interesting as a tour of an immense Catholic church could be. Nor was it because he was still thinking about Rhett holding him so close and looking so longingly at at him, though that still sat in his stomach uncomfortably. It wasn’t even that fact that he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was certain what Rhett would have done, had he not stopped him. No, more than that. He couldn’t stop thinking about the very strange thought in the back of his mind, the regret of speaking up at the last second. He was scared that, out of nowhere, he kinda wanted Rhett to kiss him.

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Race having a crush on you HC’s

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- Alrighty let’s get this started

- So you’d be a newsie obvi

- And on your first day on the job, Jack makes Race your selling partner

- All the boys would be like: “Ooooo he’s gonna get it.” And they’d all tease him and tell him to woo you and shit

- And Race would just approach you and all the guys would think he’d make some flirty comment

- Bc Race is kinda known for being a HUGE FLIRT at times

- But he doesn’t flirt with you to your surprise

- he’s just super flustered

- SMITTEN ASF

- And you’d be equally as flustered bc

- DAMN

- You’d think to yourself: he has such pretty eyes and his hair looks so soft and- AH Y/N NO ITS YOUR FIRST DAY HERE JUST SELL PAPES

- Anywaaays - You and Race would go and sell papes - And you’d kinda be bad at it lol - So Race would be all like: “Oh, here I’ll help you out.” - And he’d just be rlly helpful and shit - And you’re totally oblivious and you’d just think He’s tryna be nice - And after a week of selling, he’s officially your permanent selling partner - You both loved that since you both had developed a teensy crush on each other - Neither of you knew tho - CUZ YOURE BOTH OBLIVIOUS ASF - The guys would all tease him bc they all just kinda knew - Race would try to hide his feelings from you but - THE GUYS KNEW IT WAS SO OBVIOUS - For example: - Romeo would be all like: “Hey Race, what do you think of Y/N?” - Races face would go extremely red - “I-uh- I think she’s great! - “Just Great?” - “Uh- Yup. Very great. The greatest.” - “You- You don’t like her or anything right?” - Races face would go even redder - “No! Course not! We’s just friends! Why would you think that!” - The rest of the guys would be eavesdropping on the conversation - Romeo would just nod - “Alright, well if you’re not gonna ask her/him out, then I will.” - Race would then bounce up from where he was sitting and start yelling at poor Romeo - “NO! DONT! DONT ASK HER OUT!” - “W-what why?!” - “B-because- uh- I- um. She- she ain’t interested in you.” - “And how do you know that?” - “She-uh-told me- Yeah. She told me.”

- Romeo would just roll his eyes - “Alright then.” - MEANWHILE - It was a Saturday and you got a day off from selling papers - You were at a café with your new friend Katherine, who Jack recently introduced you to - And you were talking to each other about a bunch of random things until Race was suddenly the topic - “I’ve seen you with Race before. Don’t you sell papers with him?” - “Oh- yeah. He’s my selling partner.” - “Are you two a thing?????” - “What! No!” - Katherine just smirks - And then somehow she manages to get you to spill all your feelings for Race - She convinces you to wear one of her dresses the next day and you reluctantly say yes - TIME SKIP TO THE NEXT DAY - The morning bell just rung and all the guys were getting their papes from Weasel - And then you show up - And WOWOWOW - EVERYONES JAW DROPS - especially Race’s - All the guys would just look at you and then look at race and they’d all smirk - From that moment race knew he was whipped like damnnn - SELLING PAPES WAS SO HARD FOR HIM SINCE HE’D JUST BE STARING AT YOU THE WHOLE TIME

- For example: - “Race? You’ve sold like 2 of your papers... is everything okay?” - “Oh- um- yeah. Uh huh.” - “Oh- okay.” - You knew he was staring but you didn’t know he was staring at you - So you thought it was some other girl on the street - Later that day, you go over to Katherine’s place and then tell her how the dress didn’t get Race’s attention - So Katherine gives you a different idea: - Make him jealous - SHIT IS ABOUT TO GO DOWN FOLKS - The next day you decided to do exactly what Kath told you to do - It’s just an ordinary day and you’re selling papes - And this man, around your age just walks past and Race calls out a headline - The man comes towards you guys and Race tries to sell him the paper - But the man is kinda stubborn Sooo - You start to like play with the man’s tie and shit and be all flirty and seductive - And out of the corner of your eye you can see race’s jaw clench and he tightens his first - The man eventually buys the paper to your success - And you continue to flirt with other guys the whole day - Race is super super jealous but then he’s low key kinda sad bc - You were literally everything to him - And now he feels like he’s not good enough - And that made him angry and sad and confused - So at the end of the day, while you two were walking back he stops in his tracks and you do the same

- “Y/N?” - “Everything alright Race?” - And then he’d just shake his head no and start straight off rambling about how much you meant to him and how he really really really liked you and you’re heart just kinda exploded at this point bc - HE LIKES YOU - and he’s halfway into his rambling rant and you just kiss him - Which stops him immediately - “W-what? Why- I- but-“ - He’s all breathless and his face is pink and he’s giving you this cute small shy kinda smile - And you’d just laugh - “I like you. Just you. No one else.” - “I kinda figured that out already.” - You’d just roll your eyes and smile to yourself and he’d wrap his arms around your waist - Your arms are around his neck and you’re just in this comfortable silence - “Y/N?” - “Mmhm?” - “Kiss me agin, will ya?” - You just give him this giddy grin and kiss him again, this time, no rambling - You felt him smile into the kiss and your life is just damn complete at that moment

BONUS

- When you both walk back to the Lodging house hand in hand all the boys run up to you and start asking a bunch of questions - “Who kissed who first!” - “Did Y/N or Race confess first?!” - “Are you two a thing now?!” - And you both would just laugh and quickly answer the questions - Let’s just say, some newsies got some extra money tonight - You and Race just laugh and he kisses you on the cheek - “SHES MINE BOYS!” He’d announce and pump his fists in the air - She’s finally mine.

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MY MY ANOTHER LONG HC LIST

I’m gonna start writing imagines soon :))))

Anyways hope you liked this!!

- 🐸 (I realized they don’t have a green bean emoji so here’s a froggo instead)

[puckish-saint]

hiya~ just passing by and thinking about reaper76 (no reader insert) and their pretended marriage au 😏 whatcha' thinking 'bout that love? p.s. just wanted to tell you that your writing always bring smile on my face, the way you have with words captivated me from your first posts and i don't think i will ever forget your style (just really love your humour the jokes in it work every time) (although i find your blog only when you started writing overwatch fics i wish i found you sooner)

(my jokes work, thank god. You have no idea how long I’ve been chewing on that one, waiting for someone to tell me if my attempts at humour land. This really made my day Also Fake Marriage, yes pleas.Because just, hnnngh. Gabe more or less reluctantly teaming up with Overwatch after it turns out he’s been set up/lots of misunderstandings/shenanigans. But he and Jack have been drifting apart for so long and even though both technically know they’ve been played out against each other, knowing it and acting accordingly are two very different things. They fight, they argue, they can’t stand being in the same room and it’s worse because both remember they used to be inseparable.So, shit happens and they have to pretend to love each other. They have to dig deep under all the baggage to find that affection they used to hold for each other, and what’s scary is that it’s easy.The first morning Gabriel shovels six spoon fulls of sugar into his coffee cup, hesitates, then just upends the whole damn sugar bowl into his coffee, Jack doesn’t have a problem hugging him from behind and kissing him good morning.And when Jack loses horribly at some video game because he’s too busy admiring the scenery (”look at those trees, Gabe, they’re all handcrafted. Every one of them. Look at the trees.” “Will you please look at the giant venomous spider instead?”) Gabriel laughs like he hasn’t in ages.

I will go down with that trope tbh, and because I have no restraint, I wrote just under 2k words which may or may not be the beginning of a multichapter fic I’ll be putting on AO3.

Gibraltar base in low energy mode creeps out everyone. The lights are low, turning longhallways into twilight suffused tunnels with no end in sight, entireportions of the base void of life and activity. Only the dormitoriesand kitchens still have full power, a warm haven surrounded bymonsters in the dead of night. Everyone deals with the creepiness intheir own way. Lena drives her accelerator to its limits, skipping inand out the darkness as fast as she can. Mei asks a friend toaccompany her, whereas Hanzo plain refuses to go.

Lúcio talks.

“I’m here one time and theymake me go to the damn locker rooms to get some trivial shit nobodycares about,” he mutters under his breath, chasing away theoppressive silence. “First time in months we see each other and Ibrought them all souvenirs, but they’re all like, oh Lu-lu can youdo us a huge favour and get this random shit from our demon cellar,and if you get eaten do we get your skates?”

He turns a corner and comes face toface with a demon. Black holes where the eyes should be, a being ofpure darkness melds from the shadows to take his soul. Lúcio’scomplaints stick in his throat, hiding just like he wants to be. Theshadow seems to stare right through him. Then it moves.

“Gabe! Puta merda, you scaredthe crap out of me.”

Gabriel chuckles deeply and the grimreaper hunting for his innocent soul becomes the latest addition totheir ragtag bunch of misfits. They fall in step together, Lúciomuch more at ease now that he has someone tall and strong to protecthim from Overwatch’s version of a haunted house.

“Wimp,” he says good-natured.“We’re needed in the conference room. Something came up.”

“What, now?”

��No, the next Saint Patrick’s day.”

In the beginning Gabriel’s sarcasmput him off, but by now Lúcio has learned to appreciate it. Theyspend more time together than most anyone on base, seeing as hismusic is what’s slowly but surely healing Gabriel of his specialproblem.

“Your skin hurt again?” he asks,gesturing to the mask he wears again. Lately he can go mostly gowithout, but every now and then the degeneration flares up again andforces him to protect himself. Gabriel shrugs.

“It’s nothing compared to what itused to be like.” he says.

“Still. I can write you something tohelp, okay?”Gabriel argues only a little and by the time theyenter the conference room he has convinced him. Half the team hasgathered, including Fareeha through video conference from Cairo.

“... spotted them twice coming in,but they have an alternate route for leaving. I’m on it right now.”

“Good work, Amari.” Winston turnsto face the team. “We have eyes on Vishkar’s top suppliers. Idon’t need to tell you this op could make or break our effortsagainst them. Yes, Lúcio, you’ll be on the team to take them in.”

Lúcio has barely opened his mouth andnow grins, leaning back as they watch the low-res pictures Fareehamanaged to take of the couple they’ve been after for months.Vishkar’s increasingly unsavoury activities rely almost completelyon these two people, elusive as they are efficient, supplying Vishkarwith everything from stolen technology to weapons. Whatever thecorporation needs, they can get it. And now Overwatch knows wherethey are.

“We need to send in a strike-team,”Jack says once they’ve gone over the bullet points. “And quick. Idon’t suppose we can get Miss Song on such short notice, but withmyself, Lena and Fareeha we can move quickly enough to evade a drawnout fight. Lúcio should stay back until we’re well into it. Ifthey spot him before-”“Hey,” Gabriel barks. “Who died andmade you boss?”

“I don’t see you contributinganything of value.” Jack shoots back with just as much venom.

“You wouldn’t let anyone get a wordin edgewise, golden boy.”“You act like I’ve beenmonologuing for hours, it figures you have to make up something to beupset about-”“You don’t even hear yourself speak, doyou?”“Guys? Stop fighting.”

Both Jack and Gabriel fall silent underLena’s soft but firm rebuke. They won’t look at each other, sitwith crossed arms through the rest of the briefing. Two teams will goin, one lead by Fareeha closing in on their targets, the other leadby Reinhardt blocking off their escape. Winston reminds them to atleast try and bring them in alive for interrogation.

A few hours later the team sets out.

A few hours after that, a furious duetof Amaris relays the mission to Winston.They’re speaking over eachother, curse the sky green and look one wrong word away from becomingphysically violent.

“-completely disregarded theplan-”“-charged in there like madmen, fighting each other,like they didn’t even see all those damn turrets-”“-Reinhardtkept shouting at them to listen but they were too busy with theirpissing contest-”“-had to double back and bail them out, TeamB got pinned down by drones-”“-targets almost got away, if ithadn’t been for my daughter, we’d be back to zero-”

“-can’t work with those two, theycompromised the mission, the team, themselves-”“-likechildren in a playground, no professionalism-”“Alright,alright!” Winston interrupts holding up his hands to protecthimself from the Amari wrath. He doesn’t want to know what Jack andGabriel had to hear before they called. “I’ll talk to them. Inthe meantime, what about our targets?”

The targets are secure and brought tothe base and surprisingly accommodating. They have no loyalty forVishkar and eagerly share everything they know in return for a deal.Jack and Gabriel are taken off the mission roster for the time being,although both had to be persuaded to stay at all, ready to walk outafter this latest fiasco that proved to them trying to work togetherafter everything that happened is a moot exercise.

“We used to joke they could read eachother’s minds,” Reinhardt says while they wait for Winston andAna to finish up with the intel they gathered from their targets.“You have never seen closer friends.”

Lúcio looks up from his tablet to giveReinhardt a look of pure doubt.

“Hard to imagine, I know” Jessesays, smoking despite everyone’s subtle and not so subtle-nods tothe no-smoking rule. “But it’s true. Took the UN almost twodecades to push them apart, and that’s sayin’ somethin’...”

Lena makes to answer but is interruptedby the arrival of Winston, followed by Ana and, surprisingly, Jackand Gabriel.

“Thought we were benched.” Jackvoices everyone’s thoughts.

“Something came up,” Ana repliescurtly and loads their info up on the main screen. “We got ourtargets just in time. They were ready to retire and Vishkar promisedthem new identities and a safe home.”

“If Vishkar made them disappear, we’dnever have found them,” Lúcio says and then whistles when Anabrings up a picture. “That what I think it is?”

“Jannat, Vishkar’s top-secret gatedcommunity. It’s their magnum opus, located an hour’s drive fromUtopaea. The families of their top executives and scientists all livethere. It’s also where they keep all their records.”

“So what?” Jesse says. “We’regonna wire them and let them go?”

“Better,” Ana shows a grin that’sall teeth and even though she hasn’t so much as glanced at Jack andGabriel, they both swallow, knowing whatever she has planned, they’llbe the butt of the joke. “Our targets were extremely careful. Noteven Vishkar knows who they are. They have a vague description of twomales in their fifties or sixties, one of which is black or latino,which puts us in the prime position of being able to send two of ouragents in their stead.”“Fuck that.” Gabriel says, wellaware of who’s going to end up playing the part. Jack at leasttries to be a bit more subtle about it.

“Reyes and I aren’t exactlynobodies. They’ll recognise us.”

“They’ll recognise your faces, butit won’t matter. We can fool their DNA sensors.”

“Still, they might getsuspicious.”“It’s a risk we’re going to have to take.This is our only chance to get into Jannat and we don’t have thetime to hold castings.”

Jack knows when he lost a fight, butGabriel keeps arguing. He damn near flips the tables when Winstonwon’t be persuaded to use someone else, gets into a shouting matchwith Ana that lasts for hours. Mission prep lasts a little under aday and when it’s done and their identities forged, they have todrag him kicking and screaming onto the plane, less metaphoricallythan anyone would prefer.

“He’ll get us killed,” Gabrielspits while Lúcio walks him through the last few points. “He didit before.”

Jack tenses but says nothing, sittingat the opposite end of the aircraft and pretending to read the news.

“It’s going to go fine,” Lúciosays cheerfully. “Mister Jack’s got you. Now listen, because asfar as we know there’s a sort of quarantine and we won’t be ableto talk for at least a month. I’ve built you a miniature version ofmy sonic tech and packed every song I ever wrote on that. Nothingwill go wrong with our treatment plan, but if it does something onthere will help you, okay?”“Yeah, yeah, fine.” Gabrielswats at him, cheeks hot with embarrassment at being mothered bysomeone half a foot shorter and almost three decades younger thanhim.

And then it’s just them and Lena inthe cockpit, flying them to their destination. In less than an hourthey’ll be Sam and Steve Carter, married for thirty two years,criminals for slightly longer. They’ll have to kiss and hug and saystupid corny shit and for all that Gabriel wants to forcefully ejecthimself from the plane, he knows they can’t blow this one. The endof Vishkar for good lies just within their reach. If he fucks this upbecause he couldn’t play nice he’ll never be able to look Lúcioin the eye again. The kid was the only one who accepted him with openarms after the whole mess with Mercy and the UN was over. When evenReinhardt and Ana kept their distance, it was Lúcio who sat with himfor breakfast, who included him, who went up to him in all his 5’3’’glory and asked to spar because even Jesse wouldn’t. He can’tfuck this up.

They step into the sweltering Indianheat arm in arm and gritting their teeth.