#huntedjunker

[344x-azucar]

we all know it can’t be a tim tam, it’d have to be something useless, like the new Shapes’ recipe!

ngl i had to look this up, but saw this instead AND I’M

THE TREASURE WAS ROADIE(S)

[mckickin]

♥ What's the WORST thing that has happened to you rp wise?

the salty af munday meme

Oops! This is late, but i’ll answer it anyway~

I can’t really think of anything that’s happened during / in a rp ?? 

So i’ll just have to go with what caused me to hardly interact with reblog karma blogs b/c this is the worst thing to even happen to me in a rp community in my 5 years on tumblr.

I was newly mutuals with this rper that practiced reblog karma. I had reblogged one meme from them and was about to send one right after b/c that’s what I normally do. Reblog and THEN send the meme. I had their ask open and getting ready to paste the meme in. Well, my grandmother, who’s 86 years old had fallen and was yelling for me to help her up. She has dementia and as well as Alzheimers disease so she was super confused ontop of that. Now I can understand them thinking I broke a rule, but they were super super rude about it and attacked me without question. It didn’t even take too long to get my grandmother up and get her sat down on the couch. She was alright, thankfully, but it wasn’t even 2 minutes I was away from my computer. I explained and also apologized, but even though they said they understood, they completely ignored me after that so I just unfollowed them and went about my business and went to rp with someone nicer. Even though I disliked reblog karma then, this risen a red flag and made me severely dislike reblog karma even more. Now if I see reblog karma in the rules, it causes instant anxiety and 9.9 times out of 10 I will completely close their blog and not follow. If I follow someone who practices it, then it’s a very very very rare thing, but I will still be hesitant to interact ic and even chat ooc. 

[reyes-is-dead]

🔥 - OW discourse. 🔥 - NOTPs & OTPS.

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

[OOC, I’m assuming]:

🔥 - OW discourse:[discourse in the Overwatch fandom is petty, SJW chest thumping, pointless deflections and redirection and projection of people akin to those armchair warriors that think that by liking a status on Facebook and reblogging for awareness actually does something productive.  Bored kids that simply need to rub one out and clear their heads to be able to grasp the bigger picture in life]

🔥 - NOTPs & OTPS :

[to each their own.  I have OTP/NOTP sure, but I really don’t give a shit who anyone else likes to fantasize hooking up.  It’s all subjective, biased opinions, which in the end really don’t matter.  They all be fuckin’, who cares?  Why is this even a point of contention?]

[deathxknell]

Cuddles + ✉

Cuddles & Platonic Touch Meme

It was dark when she finally crept up the stairs to the bedroom, slippinginside as quiet as she could as to not disturb the man sleeping soundly on thebed. Angela peeled back the blankets and slid onto the mattress, curling up onher side and leaving Jamison to spread out as he liked to do. She also suspectedthat he wouldn’t be too thrilled with the fact she had ignored him a good partof the day working on some personal projects, and wouldn’t be too receptive toher presence that night.

He reached out after several moments, blindly groping around thespace between them until he grabbed a piece of her nightshirt, tugging it abit. Immediately Angela slid herself closer, and was promptly tucked snuglybetween the mattress and his lanky body, his face pressed firmly into the crookof her neck. There were a few unintelligible noises from the half-asleep junkeras he softly nuzzled against her skin, but it wasn’t long before the movementstopped and his breathing became slow and even.

[shimadont]

☤ - a memory of death/loss

Muse’s Memories | Accepting

It wasn’t unusual for those in the Shimada clan to just stop existing. The real reason being they had died for one reason or another. But, from Hanzo’s point of view, they simply ceased to exist.

The clan wouldn’t talk of them. Not in public, not on the grounds. If they ever did talk of the members who went missing, it was always in a privacy Hanzo never was allowed into.

And, Hanzo being taught the way he was, never asked. Never could ask, even if he wanted to, which he was almost conditioned not to want.

There were some members of the family Hanzo would chat with. Mostly of idle things, as he never felt the need or desire to grow attached to these people. But there was one man, sort of an older sibling/uncle figure to him– older than he and Genji but younger than his father, who he already didn’t see much.

When that man disappeared suddenly and without warning, Hanzo was heartbroken. He wanted to ask where he was– when he did he was faced with criticism or deflection. So he stopped asking. And it hurt him terribly.

[344x-azucar]

The best we could hope for re: treasure, is ambiguity. I’d rather it left open, than have the devs fuck-up with a piece of retcon continuity as fanservice, or something equally flawed.

I think they are more worried about disappointing the shippers than disappointing someone who wanted Junkrat’s treasure to be a 20 year old timtam.

[willnotjuggle-blog]

😘Does their demeanor change when in a relationship? 

relationship q’ from forever ago | closed

😘Does their demeanor change when in a relationship?

Very minimally. He may become a tad more physically affectionate towards his partner, but not much more than that will change.

[deathxknell]

Break me.

(Vampire AU Requested)

“Shit”, the littlebottle fell from her hands, splintering into minuscule shards upon hard surface,the liquid soaking into the cracks of the hardwood floor.

Mercy glanced down at her hand, the appendage shaking as bloodfrom freshly re-opened bite marks dripped onto her work table. It was taking so long to heal now; hours for wounds toclose even with the proper dressing. No doubt a side affect of vampire partner slakinghis thirst more often; his unexplained – agonizingas he described it – hunger striking him at all hours of the day and night.

The valkyrie’s head spun with a burst of vertigo, and she leanedall her weight against the table as her knees shook with effort to standupright. She had to finish her task quickly before all strength abandoned her,picking up another small bottle in one hand and uncapping a syringe in theother. Concentrating on inserting the needle into the bottle, she filled thesyringe about halfway, unable to gauge the exact measurement.

It was enough for herpurposes. A maximum strength tranquilizer that would be fatal to any uninfectedhuman, mild enough to knock a vampire out for a few hours.

She hated herself forusing it, her stomach lurching every time she stuck the needle into his skin. Butshe had to have time to recover, and this was the only way to ensure she had afew hours to sleep without being on edge the moment she heard him walking aroundthe flat. Kicking him out into the street was never going to be an option. That would be giving up. On their relationship.On him.

A soft groan brought her attention to the doorway, Rat’s lanky figureblocking her chance of sneaking by him without conflict. Carefully, Mercy turnedto face him, hiding the needle behind her back.

“Ah, you scared me with your skulking around,” Mercy managed aweak smile, hoping to hide how tense her body had become. “Hungry?”