I dont actually care about Reddit user migration discourse or whatever, but r/196 users y'all gotta learn how posting works down here. The r/196 tag is like, exclusively reposts. We don't do that here. I know Reddit is a platform designed from the onset around reposting but that ain't it here. You either dig in the trenches for hours to find the post you're thinking of, or it gets lost to time naturally until it gets found and sent around in a reblog chain 5 years later and we all get a wave of nostalgia. Y'all subsided on reposts from tumblr for years but you gotta adapt to survive in this climate.
from this !! (you can have three as a treat actually)
JackBoldy College AU ::
“You have freckles.” Jack's head snaps up from his phone allowing Boldy to reach over and gently tap the tip of his nose. Apparently, he had not walked off.
He's right though, there are freckles there. They're not as noticeable as the other beauty marks that are scattered all over him and his brothers’ faces, but apparently, they're noticeable enough for Boldy to catch them.
Jack leans back and catches his hand before it can tap his nose again. “You're so drunk bud,” he trails off into an awkward laugh and lets go of his hand. “I don't know how you can even see, it's so dark in here.”
Suddenly Bolds face is right there, inches from his eyes. His hands are on Jack's shoulder for balance and one knee is slotted between his own. It's so fucking– Jack should be way more drunk for this.
“I can see them,” he says with a nod and a wide smile which totally doesn't do anything for Jack at all.
743 Bloody Nose Fabes ::
“How's your nose?”
Quinn basically corners Faber at his stall, still too fixated on the image of Faber on the bench with cotton stuffed up his nose to stop an injury that went penalty-less to leave him alone. He didn't really see the incident in full, just knew that once he realized who did it he wanted to jab his elbow into their face and see how they felt about it.
But Quinn can't do that, he shouldn't. Not only would it make him painfully obvious but it would cause unnecessary trouble for the team. So he grits his teeth and settles for a glare.
Now, after the game and media, and the normal routine he's free to do whatever he wants. And what he wants is to get his hands on his teammate and assess the damage. He doesn't really need to, it's a basic bloody nose, no big deal, but it's an urge anyway. So here he is, standing in front of Faber sitting in his stall just trying to get through with his routine so he can go home.
Faber's stare is a bit wide-eyed, head tilted up to meet Quinn's eyes. He kind of wants to get a hand on his chin and keep him like that. His hair is just damp enough to make it extra curly and appealing, which is totally not something Quinn cares about at all.
“Yeah- yeah sorry, I'm fine.” Faber finally answers him, tearing his eyes away. Quinn tilts his head to regain a better view of the other's nose again. It looks fine, just blush red and a little swollen. The blood that dripped down his face from earlier was gone, but there is a red stain on his cheek that Quinn thinks got missed. If he were braver he would rub his thumb across it and make some clever quip. He is not brave.
Scorpio Races AU ::
Quinn smells death on the beach before he sees it. The closer they get to November to more natural the stench becomes, intertwining with the salt of the sea into a bloody dangerous mess. No matter how many years Quinn spends around it, he can't help the nerves that shoot up his spine. He doesn't let it show on his face, letting Luke's nervous shifting beside him do the talking.
“Is it Fabes?” Luke asks, eyes squinting down along the shoreline. Quinn doesn't know, is too distracted by Nuck's pinned ears and flared nostrils. Spilled blood always gets the horses going, spinning them back towards their endlessly bloodthirsty tongues.
“No, obviously not.” Jack says, digging his elbow into Luke's side. “That guy won't ever die I promise you.”
He's being overly optimistic, too trusting of Faber's skill with his fucking pony. He'll die within the first minute but Quinn doesn't say it out loud.
Well, you know what they say, Cosmo (or what I say...) ! Acknowledgment is one of the biggest/first parts in recovery! If you're aware of something then you can fix it or change it :)!
sophie thatcher: i’ve seen some (mistynat) fanfiction where they’re making out which is really horrifying, [laughing] i don’t like it, i’m very against that…i think chokers need to die. it’s those clair’s lace chokers that always gets me. that needs to be left back in 2014 tumblr days.
me *a mistynat-obsessed fanfiction writer who loves antique lace chokers and 2014 tumblr aesthetics*: …
people be like “I want to see cheng xiaoshi with his hair down” bro has a rat tail what difference is it going to make if his hair is extended an inch in the back
