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@heathbarpie-kun
gda is so dead and it makes me so sad... i wish i had time to be active
remember gda?
Heath would main Tracer and die a lot, but he wouldn’t care bc Tracer would just say “Let’s try that again!” and he’d be like “Yea! Let’s try that again!!”
GDA Survival AU webcomic
I’m going to be making a webcomic following my characters in survival au, and i was wondering if anyone is interested in having their oc(s) featured in it!
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Heath// 22 // Neutral Clan (did you expect anything else lol)
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Heath stared blankly at the cash then looked back up at Avocado. “Although I appreciate your kindness, I don’t require any money for this. I want you to be happy and to spread that joy to your special someone! I never charge anyone for something so priceless.” Heath took the money, stood up and placed it back in Avocados hands. “Would you like to accompany me to the garden?”
“Gardenias sound fine…” He nodded standing up “I want 100, Will 100 be possible?” He stared at him completely serious
"Hmm.." Heath screwed up his face in thought, "I don't think I have any more than 34. They are rather large. Would you like me to acquire more and then have them delivered to you?"
Avocado cleared his throat , scratching his neck looking away “well no I …it’s…they don’t really know …but j guess you could call it love at first sight ? …and I wanted too ….get them something …flowers they would like …” He looked up uneasily at him “I’m not exactly good at this …”
Heath felt more excitement bubble up inside. Love at first sight? What a lucky guy! “Well okay,” He placed his cup down on the table and cupped his face with his hands. “Gardenias could be useful in your situation. They look similar to roses only they’re larger and white. They represent secret love or “I think I may love you”. There is also a particular flower called the gloxinia which quite literally is “love at first sight”.” Intertwining his fingers he continued, “if you’re more worried about the kind of flower the other person likes, you can take a variety of flowers instead of just the one type.” He was probably talking the ear off of his silent guest, but his desire to make someone happy was consuming him.
Avocado could tell that Heath was waiting for his opinion. He felt on the spot and looked away "it's good . I like it . " he mumbled into the cup , letting his eyes slowly rise to meet heaths , sipping again . It was different then how he made it , and it was good. His mind seemed to be preoccupied with something else though and he let the question roll around on his tongue before asking "are there flowers ...for things like? Beauty ? " he cleared his throat "flowers to give someone to let them know ...that they are beautiful ...or maybe something more subtle ..."
Avocado’s question made Heath tilt his head as he thought about his response. He took a sip of his tea before replying, “There are many flowers used to express emotions. There’s a whole flower language that people use when they want things to be ‘subtle’.” His gestures became more animated as he started talking. “A calla lily means ‘beauty’ and a gardenia represents ‘secret love’.” His gaze came back to Avocado and he gave a smile. “Are you looking for a bouquet to give a special someone?” Heath had to contain his excitement as he waited for Avocado to reply. He loved helping people woo their partners, but he shouldn’t get ahead of himself like he did with the tea.
Avocado strolled the streets, It was quiet. Empty. Well with the war he had expected it and it didn't really change his life much. Crowded or Empty the streets had always been the same. He eyed the shops that he remembered were once there, some now abandoned. In his emotionless stroll he stopped. The bright flowers a striking color against the dreary sky. He stepped forward, entering the shop, his eyes scanning the different types of floral.
A wall of flowers appeared from the back room and a jovial voice called out from behind the mass. “Oh hello! Just give me one second and I’ll be right with you!” Humming with no clear melody, the bundle of flowers moved behind a counter and were placed into a large vase. The person who emerged from behind the flowers wiped his hands of the pollen and leaves on his smock and turned his attention to his visitor. “Welcome! Is there anything I can do for you today? I just got these lovely flowers from the garden. These white ones bring good fortune to all of your en devours!” He offered a pretty white flower to the man.
Avocado had tried to speak , opened his mouth just to close it as the man started talking again . Before simply nodding , and then when he was sure he was finished , and avo himself could wrap his mind around the situation . Suddenly he was having tea , sitting in a strangers house …store ? He wasn’t sure . “No ..uh…I live here …I haven’t ..but I can’t turn down tea.” He had been mulling over the mans words , looking up at the ceiling “my name. It’s avocado. ” he let his eyes slide to watch the flower mans (avo decided this was the best name ) movements “you said flowers cheer up anybody ?”
Avocado’s words made Heath’s face brighten once more. “Mr. Avocado, it’s nice to meet you! My name is Heath! I would shake your hand, but mine are full.” His smile turned slightly apologetic.“I have a table in the next room, if you would follow me!” He practically skipped into the next room. “And yes flowers have their own sort of healing aura. Hmm... I could compare it to patting a dog! Such nice, kind things suck up all the bad you feel and make you feel more cheerful!” That logic would certainly explain why Heath was just a bundle of joy himself. After asking for the kind of tea Avocado preferred, he busied himself around the low-rise table; preparing the tea. Soon, the smell of the tea was combined with the pleasant fragrance of flowers. Heath poured his guest a cup of tea first before serving himself. He waited, both excited and anxious to see if his tea was to Avocado’s liking.
Avocado strolled the streets, It was quiet. Empty. Well with the war he had expected it and it didn't really change his life much. Crowded or Empty the streets had always been the same. He eyed the shops that he remembered were once there, some now abandoned. In his emotionless stroll he stopped. The bright flowers a striking color against the dreary sky. He stepped forward, entering the shop, his eyes scanning the different types of floral.
A wall of flowers appeared from the back room and a jovial voice called out from behind the mass. “Oh hello! Just give me one second and I’ll be right with you!” Humming with no clear melody, the bundle of flowers moved behind a counter and were placed into a large vase. The person who emerged from behind the flowers wiped his hands of the pollen and leaves on his smock and turned his attention to his visitor. “Welcome! Is there anything I can do for you today? I just got these lovely flowers from the garden. These white ones bring good fortune to all of your en devours!” He offered a pretty white flower to the man.
“Well I dont really have many endeavors…..but I like the color…” He mumbled deeply under his breath a took the flower carefully, examining it, holding it like it was a precious thing that would wilt. He half feared it would. He quickly handed it back to him “I like green, the color of the tea, I dont know much about flowers…” He trailed off, this was the most he usually talked and was unaccustomed to dealing with any type of living thing that had a voice
Heath beamed as his present was accepted. Little things like that make his day. “Flowers are so pretty, they bring joy to everyone!” It only took him two seconds to decide that he should treat his guest. “I can make tea if you would like! You can rest for a while if you’ve been traveling for a long time!” With a bounce in his step, he went to get the tea box from a nearby shelf. He hadn’t even waited for the man to answer. As he approached the man with his ornate tea box in hand he realized how rudely he was acting. “Oh dear, I’m sorry I didn’t even wait for an answer, please excuse me. I just get so excited when I have visitors!” He gave a well practiced bow to apologize. “But if you would like to join me for tea, I’d be so grateful!”
Avocado strolled the streets, It was quiet. Empty. Well with the war he had expected it and it didn't really change his life much. Crowded or Empty the streets had always been the same. He eyed the shops that he remembered were once there, some now abandoned. In his emotionless stroll he stopped. The bright flowers a striking color against the dreary sky. He stepped forward, entering the shop, his eyes scanning the different types of floral.
A wall of flowers appeared from the back room and a jovial voice called out from behind the mass. “Oh hello! Just give me one second and I’ll be right with you!” Humming with no clear melody, the bundle of flowers moved behind a counter and were placed into a large vase. The person who emerged from behind the flowers wiped his hands of the pollen and leaves on his smock and turned his attention to his visitor. “Welcome! Is there anything I can do for you today? I just got these lovely flowers from the garden. These white ones bring good fortune to all of your en devours!” He offered a pretty white flower to the man.
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Merry Christmas!
//Slowly push the bun and Blue under the mistletoe. Winks at them.
merry fucking christmas
Riley: *kisses Heath under the mistletoe*