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@vxlkyrieonline:
@bloghardt
I wanted to give a little love to bloghardt, whose characterization of Reinhardt immediately stunned me with its accuracy and heart. He's managed to capture the spirit of what the character is about - the amount of nobility, morality, and passion that he shows in his portrayal floors me every time I read his writing. I know he's kind of on hiatus too right now, but I'm really glad I met him and I hope he starts up his blog again soon.
May I offer you a 🍋 in this trying time? (Enjoy your date.)
You know what?You a ho too.
"Let me go, Angie, please; you have to let me go." [Heartbreak Meme]
“No. No. No. No. No.”In the moment, she feels nothing. Her mind is already too full as her hands wrestle with parts of one of her oldest friends that should never have seen the light of day, her suit caked with rust and her gloves heavy with liquid.
The heartbreak will come later, she knows, if she fails. It will attack her like a thief in the night when she is at her most vulnerable, alone in her bedroom instead of surrounded by the people she loves minus one. She will sit there with her hands fisted in her sheets, shaking, crying so hard she cannot breathe, mourning one of her heroes, and his loss will have been her fault, her fault, her fault, just a little sooner with one fewer mistake and you would not have lost him, ana will hurt and fareeha will suffer and jack will crumble like dust and you cannot go, you cannot be gone-
“Not until I have to.”
Loud and frightening as the sounds of Krampusnacht are, Bastion's room is given a wide berth. However, left on a folding chair by the door is a small wooden carving of a cardinal.
Bastion had not left a shoe outside their door. Truthfully, they didn’t understand what Krampusnacht was, just that Reinhardt was wearing a rather scary costume and making an awful lot of noise.
Nonetheless, they were surprised and delighted to find the little wooden bird the next morning, and reverently examined all the tiny details before carefully placing it on a shelf next to Ganymede’s cage.
Aside from the absolute racket of Krampusnacht, Orisa is left be. Outside her door in the morning is a wicker basket containing three very small wooden cats; a calico in greens, a tabby in pinks, and the third left wooden with a light stain and bright blue paws.
Orisa had not left any shoes outside her door- mainly because 1) she didn’t actually have any 2) she’d never even heard of Krampusnacht until the very same day. Thus, she was mildly surprised when she found (and almost stepped on) the cats outside her door next morning. Scooping them up in her hand, she smiled that special smile with her eyes before she went to make space for them on her desk.
❤️💪 ((In that order.))
“Oof!” He nearly stumbles at the embrace. “Now hold-- WILHELM YOU GREAT BUMBLING OX I’LL MURDER YOU WHERE YOU STAND!”
This is fer Bastion. It's the latest picture I could find of the little ones, though it doesn't have all of them... As ya can probably tell, it's from last Christmas, and a good portion of them are climbing on their favorite uncle, Reinhardt.
“Lie to me then.”
“Uh, this card is the, um, the ten of hearts? Ugh, that wasn’t very good, was it? Do you want me to keep trying?”
