damn boots

Under the Bed

Nettie is eating ice cream. The cold burns against her silver incisor, but feels good against the small cut inside her mouth she’d gotten last week. It’s an even trade.

Nettie is all about even trades.

Most think that they liked to be paid in money. Old money, sure, gold and silver that doesn’t have the same sort of inflation risk as paper, but that implies that they have something to spend it on.

No, Nettie’s maybe the only one who knows what sort of things monsters like to be paid in and is willing to provide it. Which is why she’s sitting in the middle of a park at 3 am waiting for her contact to arrive.

At 3:03, her contact’s preferred meeting time, the fog rolls in. Nettie rolls her eyes as it creeps through the sparse trees ahead of her, turning the grass silver under the moonlight with precipitation. So dramatic and not at all secretive. Her eyes flick up to the security camera mounted on the lamppost across the street. She wonders when the government will admit they see monsters at night. She hopes it’s not in her lifetime.

That’d be bad for business.

The outline of a tree several yards away from her begins to waver. It looks like someone might be behind it, a darker band appearing around the trunk as if someone is hugging it. Then they’re gone and the same wavering, black shadow appears behind a tree several feet ahead of it.

Nettie watches and eats her ice cream, glad that her leather jacket is hiding the way her arm hair is standing on end. She’s never been the type to hide her fear.

Then she met beings who enjoyed it.

A dark pool in front of her widens, the shadows twisting upwards. She calmly takes a  bite of the cone as the shade forms, the shadow creature not stopping until it’s reached its full height at seven feet.

She feels the sensation of pumice in her mind and frowns. “Gren? Where’s Mandy?”

The shadow figure ripples, for once not kicking up a fuss at her nicknames for them. An orange light flares briefly in what one might assume was its hand but she knew to be its mouth.

Her spine snaps straight. “What?”

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An Appreciation of the Emily Kaldwin Aesthetic

I LOVE playing as Emily Kaldwin. I just … I need to tell you guys that. She’s such a rare sort of video game protagonist, a lady who’s not sexualized. 

Shit, she’s even WEARING CLOTHES I WOULD WANT TO WEAR. That NEVER happens in games! Like, I think Lara Croft in the new games had a couple of cool, optional outfits, and some of Commander Shepard’s outfits were all right (boob plate though). But Emily’s clothes are a power fantasy for me. 

Obligatory disclaimer: there is nothing wrong with super feminine or revealing clothes, and if that’s what you like, more power to you. But as someone who has complicated feelings about gender, who enjoys dressing androgynously, Emily’s clothes are a damn revelation. 


The black boots! The long, dark coat with gold detailing, shiny buttons, and high collar! The hint of a crisp, tailored white shirt underneath. Pants! A big ol’ belt! It’s so cool. It’s how I’d dress every damn day if I was a literal empress. 

AND SHE GETS TO FROWN. Sweet Jesus, she gets to sound tired, and frown, and grunt in a fight. 

Look at my girl, RIGHTEOUSLY PISSED. 

She’s taken seriously by the story, by her enemies, by everyone, as a real threat. And she gets to look damn good taking back her throne. 

*swoon* 

When you want to be a HYPERION code monkey or said code monkey’s body double, you need some kickin’ kicks for strolling around Helios or the cracked surface of Elpis! I love the design of Jack’s boots, so I couldn’t wait to make a pair of my own.

I started off with buying a pair of secondhand boots that carried the same silhouette of what I’m going for - calf length brown boots with a thick small heel and rounded toes. I found a decent pair, and once they arrived I cut off the overlapping layer thing they came with - and perfect! I patterned the piece that covers the heel, and cut it from craft foam in 5MM foam. When I was happy with the pieces, I scored the corners with an x-acto knife to allow them to bend as if they were rigid corners, and then began to prep them by giving them a few coats of PVA glue, and then two layers of spray paint primer.

For paint, I used store-bought acrylic! It’s excellent because it comes out so bright and can go on thick enough to show really well on dark plastic and leather. The first thing to paint was to add the white base layer for where the boots are Hyperion yellow. After a few coats of white, the yellow was built up in a few thin layers. Once I had the right yellow base painted on, the cell shading began! Using the reference photos I had on hand, I painted in the darker shadows, and then the highlights. After these were fully dry, I added the thin black layers of cell shading.

Jack’s boots have distinct buckles as well. I cut these out of the craft foam I used for the heels, and then scored them to bend the same as his do. I added a top layer of Wonderflex to strengthen them to a rigid shell that will mimic steel perfectly and heated it to fuse together. I added contact adhesive between the two layers to ensure a perfect seal, and let it dry. After that, I added a few coats of PVA glue, and then two layers of spray primer as well.

I handpainted the buckles using the reference photos I had on hand to be as close to screen accurate as possible, and then used contact adhesive to bond them perfectly to the boots. I did the same with the heel pieces, which I attached with contact adhesive before I’d painted them. I painted the heel pieces similar to the yellow detailing on the heel, white base layer, a few yellow layers with different highlights and shadows, and then black cell shading on top. The cell shading is the most important part of BORDERLANDS cosplays, and it’s surprisingly easy - if you have a reference picture, you can just copy it as is.

Once these pieces were added on, I had to do the bulk of the handpainting for the boots themselves. I started with the base layers - black, brown. And then I mixed a lighter shade to add the lighter lines where they belonged from the references. After that, I went to town on adding the shadows and highlights until it was as close as I could get. Lastly, the black cell-shading lines really made it pop.

Here was where I hit a bit of trouble. I didn’t test the spray sealer on the boots beforehand, and the Plastikote Satin spray I used had a bad reaction to the leather of the boots underneath the acrylic. Hard to predict when that’s going to happen, but it was a damn shame. The boots took on a weird scaly appearance that sadly needed to be sanded, rubbed with acrylic and fully removed. I had to re-paint the boot and then switched to thick, thick layers of PVA glue to seal it. The glue is an okay fix (in hindsight, I feel I should have used Mod Podge). but only because the boots are very rigid. If they had any give to them, the glue would peel right off.. but for these it worked just fine!

So, here they are, done and dusted and ready to kick moon scav ass!

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Literally drop everything you THINK you know about LeFou in the new BatB that might be making you hesitate to see it  and just go fucking watch it because he is probably my favorite character out of the cast in this film

Bucky Imagine

A Bucky x Reader where the reader falls into really really cold water during a mission, and later at the Avengers tower she gets so sick she faints and Bucky takes care of her?


You ran after the agent as quick as you could through the 2 inches of snow that covered the ground. “I’m following the agent West towards the water,” you spoke into your comm.

“Y/N, keep on his trail,” Steve’s voice rang in your ears. “Bucky is coming from the North and Natasha is on your heels. They’ll be there for backup. He cannot leave, we can’t risk him spreading the information to HYDRA.”

“Copy,” you said short of breath and kept after the man. You continued to follow the man until he stopped at the edge of a small cliff. “There’s nowhere to go now,” you told him. He suddenly pulled a knife from his pocket and went after you. You blocked his attack and reached for the gun you had in your tactile belt. Before you could get a shot off sudden kick sent the gun skidding against the snow. “Y/N, I’m close by,” you heard Bucky’s voice come through.

You got a couple hits to the agent before you could grab your knife and go after him with it. You swiftly cut his arm and thigh as you fought the skilled agent and heard Bucky’s footsteps coming towards you. You flipped away from him, reaching your gun from it’s spot near the side of the cliff, and aimed at the target.

You shot at the man but it was dodged you had to block his feet as they came after you. The man heard Bucky approaching and got his knife ready to throw at his chest. “Bucky,” you yelled a warning and punched the agent who turned and, with a swift kick, sent you flying over the cliff towards the icy water.

You heard a shot as you fell just before you crashed into the cold water. You sunk quickly from the weight of your weapons and struggled towards the top of the distancing top. A crash from the water caught your attention and you saw Bucky swimming down towards you. He grabbed you around your chest and swam with you up towards the water. You gasped for air as you two broke the surface.

“Damn heavy snow boots and dumb Stark tech,” you said kicking off your shoes and tossing your weapons as soon as you were dragged to shore.

“Y/N, are you ok,” Bucky said looking over you with worry written on his face.

“I’m breathing so that’s good,” you said breathing heavily. “Hey,” you said looking at his worried demeanor, “I’m ok. You saved me. Thank you.”

“I’m your boyfriend, and your teammate, it’s my job. Come on,” he lifted you up and put an arm around you for support. “Let’s get back to the quinjet.”

******

You shivered again which made Bucky immediately jump to your side. “Are you sure you’re ok?”

“Just cold still,” you told him. As soon as boarded the jet you stripped off your wet clothes and put on an extra shirt and jacket that Bucky found on board.

“We’ll get you in front of a fire and get you some warm clothes when we land, ok?” You nodded with your clattering teeth.

Once the jet landed Bucky walked beside you as you shivered down the hallways, heading towards you and Bucky’s shared room. Your shivering worsened and you felt like your legs were ice blocks, barely carrying your weight. “Y/N, maybe we should stop a second,” you heard Buck say. “Or I could carry you.”

“I’m fine Buck,” your voice came out slower and quieter than you thought.

“You’re shivering a lot worse now, ba-”

“I’m fine Bu-,” you said before your vision disappeared and you felt unconscious.

******

Bucky caught you as you fell and felt just how cold you actually were. He took you in his arms and ran towards the medbay as fast as he could. “Cho,” he yelled as he carried you into the bay.

“What happened?”

“She fell in cold water on the mission. She’s ice cold and shivering really bad!”

“Get her over here,” she commanded and guided him over to a bed. “Bucky, we need to get these clothes off her, they’re wet. Take off the clothes while I get some supplies.” She ran out of the room and by the time she came back the clothes you had on were thrown on the floor in a damp pile.

“I gave her those on the jet, shouldn’t they be ok?”

“The water on her skin and hair seeped into them, she can’t wear them. I need to put her hair in this warm towel. I need you to take those warming packs and lay them on her back and near her feet,” she said flipping you over.

******

You woke up sweating in a medbay bed with Buck rocking back and forth in the seat next to you. “Y/N,” he jumped forward as he saw your eyes open. “Are you ok? How do you feel?”

“I’m ok.”

“You said that before and look what happened.”

“What did happen?”

“You fainted walking to the room. I ran you here to Cho. You had hypothermia. You’ve been out for a day and a half.”

“You saved me again Buck,” you weakly smiled. “You’re my hero,” you grabbed his hand.

He squeezed your hand and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “It’s my job, babe.”

  • Dani Alves: "When we beat Barcelona in the Champions League, I walked up to my brother Neymar and gave him a hug."
  • Alves: "Neymar was crying, and a part of me felt like crying, too.”
  • Alves: “Was I disrespected by the board of directors before I left the club last summer? Absolutely."
  • Alves: "That is simply how I feel, and you can never tell me any different."
  • Alves: "But you cannot play for a club for eight years, and achieve everything that we did, and not have that club in your heart forever."
  • Alves: "Managers, players and board members come and go. But Barça will never go away."
  • Alves: “Before I went to Juventus, I made a final promise to the board at Barcelona. I said: ‘You’re going to miss me.’"
  • Alves: "I didn’t mean as a player. Barça have plenty of incredible players. What I meant was that they were going to miss my spirit."
  • Alves: "They were going to miss the care I had for dressing room. They were going to miss the blood I spilled every time I put on the shirt”
  • Alves: "I remember during one training session, Messi was doing things with the ball at his feet that defied logic."
  • Alves: "Of course, that is what he did every day. Only this time, something was different."
  • Alves: "Now, I need to remind you, this was an extremely intense training session. We were not messing around."
  • Alves: "Messi was dribbling through the defence and finishing like a killer."
  • Alves: "And then as Messi is running past me, I look down at his boots, and I'm thinking to myself, Is this a joke?"
  • Alves: "Messi comes running past again, and now I'm sure what I'm seeing. His damn boots were untied. Both of them."
  • Alves: "Messi comes running past again, and I think, No, it's impossible."
  • Alves: "This guy was playing against best defenders in world, just floating around pitch, and he was acting like it's a Sunday in the park."
  • Alves: "That was the moment when I knew that I was never going to play with someone like Messi ever again in my life."
  • Alves: "Three months ago, when Barcelona made their incredible comeback against PSG in the CL, I was watching every moment from my couch."
  • Alves: "You might think from reading the newspapers that I was hoping my old club would lose."
  • Alves: "But when my brother Neymar scored that beautiful free kick? I jumped up from my couch and was screaming at the television."
  • Alves: "And when Sergi Roberto performed a miracle in the 95th minute? Like every other Barca fan in the world, I was going absolutely crazy"
  • Alves: "Because the truth is that Barcelona is still in my blood."
  • Alves: "When I had to play against Barca in the next round, it was a very weird feeling."
  • Alves: "Especially in the second leg at the Camp Nou, I felt like I was home again."
  • Alves: "Right before the match started, I went over to the Barca bench to say hello to my old friends."
  • Alves: "And they were saying, "Dani, come sit with us! We saved your seat!"
  • Alves: "I went sprinting back to the field, and I could hear my old manager, Luis Enrique, laughing his ass off."
  • Alves: "Pep would tell you exactly how everything was going to happen in a match before it even happened."
  • Alves: "Against RM in 2010, when we won 5-0? Pep told us before the match, "Today, you're going to play like the football is a ball of fire"
  • Alves: "It never stays at your feet. Not even half second. If you do that, there will be no time for them to pressure us.We will win easily"
  • Alves: "The funniest thing was if we came in at half-time and the game wasn't going well. Pep would sit down and rub his forehead."
  • Alves: "You know how he rubs his head? You've seen it, right? Like he's massaging his brain, searching for the genius to come to him."
  • Alves: "He would do this right in front of us in the dressing room. Then, like magic, it would come to him. Bang!"
  • Alves: "Pep was the first coach in my life who showed me how to play without the ball."
Why Moonlight Deserves Best Picture Over La La Land

After getting a recent message from Tumblr user @fewger and reading a bunch of Oscar-related articles, I have discovered that I hold the semi-unpopular opinion that Moonlight deserves Best Picture over La La Land.  So, I feel obligated to go to bat on this, so let’s have a chat, y’all.

The debate between La La Land and Moonlight brings me back a year to last year’s Grammy Awards, where the Album of the Year award was given to Taylor Swift’s 1989 over Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly, a move that shocked many.  One hand, you had a collection of pretty well made pop tunes that can make even the most Swift-cynical person, like myself, tap their toes.  1989 was a fun album with a lot of celebrity gossip theories and some admittedly great songs.  On the other hand, there was the magnum opus that is To Pimp a Butterfly, which blended together modern and older styles and used some daring techniques to paint a poetic, detailed picture of growing up in places like Compton while struggling with race, mental illness, and self-identity.  In this album, Lamar provided a glimpse into a lifestyle that many of us will never ever experience or truly understand and was unafraid of showing the ambiguous morality of this life.

My, this is all starting to sound a little familiar, hm?

The thing is, it’s true that La La Land is a feat of filmmaking. Honestly, just getting the green light, producers, and the big budget it had was a huge task in and of itself.  As it is, the musical numbers are impeccably executed, from cinematography to choreography to music and lyrics, and it’s damn charming to boot.  I genuinely love and enjoy this film, and God knows I don’t like to knock Chazelle, whose previous feature, Whiplash, was an intensely personal experience for me.  However, what La La Land accomplishes, it does with a pretty decent budget, whereas Moonlight accomplishes more with next to nothing. Hell, even the musical moments of Moonlight have as much, if not more, impact than many in La La Land, from the “Every N—– is a Star” opening (just another element it shares with Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly) to the heart-wrenching impact of “Hello Stranger” to the haunting moments created by the chopped-and-screwed score.

Now, let’s hit the two biggest, most noticeable (even to an untrained eye) elements of filmmaking: performances and story.  Moonlight shines brighter in both.

In La La Land, Gosling and Stone have both achieved quite a bit.  They’ve learned to dance in all sorts of styles, sing, and even, for Gosling, learned piano from scratch.  These aren’t easy tasks, I’ll grant you, but when you look at the actual acting performance that marries these elements to the characters, it’s just not very exciting stuff.  Gosling and Stone have great onscreen chemistry, but these characters aren’t a departure for them.  Stone is basically playing a slightly different version of herself, while Gosling is just great at being Gosling.  (And this is in no way me throwing shade at Ryan Gosling; the man is a damn delightful actor with incredible comic timing.  I genuinely love his work.)  So, there’s not a real acting challenge here, just a bunch of side challenges.  However, this is the kind of performance for which the Academy goes crazy, where transformation is achieved through a means that is not really acting.

Meanwhile, Moonlight is built on a foundation of superb, nuanced performances from a cast of smaller parts.  There are beautiful character interpretations from Ali, Monaé, Harris, Holland, and the three Chirons (Hibbert, Sanders, and Rhodes).  These actors are directed superbly by Jenkins, so much so that none of the actors playing Chiron ever met before or during filming to discuss the character, but still play him with an uncanny similarity. It’s ingenious directing, and the actors’ work is transformative, moving, and worthy of reward.  However, most of them, except Ali, will go without.

Now, we come to story, which we all know if the most crucial element of a movie.  Without a good story, it’s not going anywhere.  And it’s definitely where Moonlight proves its importance over La La Land.

La La Land is about a couple of privileged dreamers in Los Angeles who sacrifice relationships for their goals. Let’s be honest, guys: this isn’t at all original.  I can think of many films, shows, songs, other musicals, even musicals within other musicals, etc. etc. with a pretty dang similar, if not identical, concept behind them.  And yeah, we’re all dreamers, and yeah, we can all find something relatable in the wonderful feeling this film conveys of wanting to fulfill your dreams.  However, the self-centered, self-praising nature of this film makes it an easy choice for Hollywood people, whose egos demand to be stroked and whose backs need to be patted.  Meanwhile, Moonlight brings a cinematic voice to a kind of person we rarely see onscreen.  We watch him grow, learn, lash out, hide himself away, and, finally, accept and, in doing so, love.  It’s a gorgeous tale that resonates deeply with anyone who’s struggled with who they are, and Chiron is a vulnerable character within many of us can find something of ourselves.

Someone once said that all cinema is, at its core, about identity.  Moonlight has a way of opening the audiences’ hearts and touching them where they’re most vulnerable.  Its story is strikingly universal.  On the flipside, La La Land, while perfectly executed, resonates with a very specific group of people.  Moonlight is original, singular, impossible to categorize.

La La Land is for some; Moonlight is for all.

That’s why Moonlight should win Best Picture.

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Every time I start to recover from this game I remember that V exists and then I am ABOARD THE FEELS TRAIN. FYI your headcanons are important. Anyway. I would be so incredibly psyched if you could write RFA + Minor Trio learning that MC has a horse, and their reaction to MC's Very Important Very Large Pet.

Fun fact my dad actually tried to get me to like horses as a child. I never really took to them. I have a healthy fear of large, muscly animals who can step on me. I only really like being stepped on by large, muscly women

Yoosung

  • OH MY GOD YOU HAVE A MOUNT LIKE IN LOLOL
  • HE WANTS TO FEEL LIKE A COOL KNIGHT WARRIOR MAN PLEASE TEACH HIM HOW TO RIDE YOUR HORSE
  • oh god being on top of a horse is scary they’re so tall
  • h e l p
  • You giggle as you lead Bloomington the III around the pasture with a terrified, squirming Yoosung on top of him. He tries to pretend that he’s Cool with this, because he wants to be a Cool Man, but he’s not cool.
  • he’s super not cool.
  • Luckily Bloomington is the chillest of horses, and he does not freak out with this strange blond wiggle-man being on top of him. He manages to stay on him for a good fifteen minutes before needing to get off and hyperventilate.
  • Despite being terrified, Yoosung also thought the experience was great, and wants to continue trying to get used to your horse. Eventually, you teach him how to ride your baby, and Yoosung is SO HAPPY.
  • SO DELIGHTED. 
  • HE LOVES YOUR VERY IMPORTANT VERY LARGE PET.
  • can the three of you join the SCA please

Zen

  • Zen is less thrilled with your very important, very large pet, because your very important, very large pet keeps trying to eat his hair.
  • He puts up with it, however, because your very important, very large pet is beautiful, and he loves posing with him.
  • The internet proceeds to blow up with photos of Zen the Prince on your gorgeous white horse, and you giggle when Bloomington the III becomes a minor celebrity for awhile.
  • People keep sending him treats. It’s adorable. You tell him how handsome he is and Zen gets a little jealous that he’s not getting all of your attention.
  • zen can deal with it. 
  • bloomy deseves it.

Jaehee

  • she. she doesn’t know how to feel about this’.
  • like. just.
  • he’s so big.
  • and so large.
  • and requires so much maintenance. 
  • But you love him dearly, and she loves you dearly, so she tries to get used to his presence.
  • At first, she won’t even come near him. She doesn’t say she isn’t interested, but she slips out of every offer you make to spend time together with him. She’ll watch him, but not much else, until one Valentine’s day when - in an effort to please you - she agrees to go on a walk with you and him.
  • It goes well. You see her smile. She says maybe another day like this wouldn’t be so bad.
  • Slowly, very very slowly, you get Jaehee acclimated to him. You have her feed him, have her pet him, and inch by inch, she starts falling in love with those big, brown eyes of his…
  • and the way you look in a jockey outfit, because HOOOOO DAMN DO THOSE RIDING BOOTS MAKE YOU LOOK MIGHTY FINE.
  • (like tbh her favorite part of horse maintenance is seeing you in your riding gear.)

Jumin

  • Jumin doesn’t Get horses, but he loves you, so he showers Bloomington the III with all the things a hose could want. It only increases in volume when you mention how hard it was growing up, and how you felt like Bloomy was the only creature in the world who understood you. Jumin gets it. He empathizes. And so, he wants to reward your horse for all of the company and comfort he’s given you throughout the years.
  • Toys, premium food, the best horse finery he can find… seriously, his man buys him a huge mcfreakin plot of land to do his horsey thing on.
  • He even tries to RIDE him, once you give him some lessons, though Jumin is a little absentminded and useless, so that doesn’t go entirely well.
  • He loves watching you with him, though, because you look so happy, and you’re always so very lovely when you’re happy.

707

  • are you kidding me
  • seven LOVES HORSES
  • you own a HORSE???!?
  • THAT’S THE COOLEST
  • You kinda have to reign Seven in around Bloomington tbh, because he’s a bit too hyperactive and horses don’t really like that. But oh man, once you get him calm
  • seven feeds him treats out of the palm of his hand and he has never looked happier in his entire life.
  • CAN HE ALSO GET A HORSE PL E A S E
  • (seven, no.)

V

  • he’s pretty shy around your horse tbh. He can’t see very well, and he’s not used to animals beyond cats and dogs, but Bloomy is so gentle and so good and V just melts when he nuzzles his hand and snorts on him.
  • He gets really interested in trying to photograph your precious equine pal. There’s some pretty interesting history with horse photography - people didn’t really get how horses moved until they could be captured on camera - and V thinks that historical background is neat.
  • You gallop and trot Bloomington around for V, letting him take his pictures, and you’re pretty sure that your diva of a pet enjoys the attention.
  • V eventually publishes a book of his horse photographs, and right on the very front page there’s a picture of you, riding him, and smiling with the sun in your hair.
  • (he says that one is his favorite.)

Unknown (Saeran)

  • Much like Seven, Saeran thinks your horse is great, but he’s way shyer about expressing his affection due to his severe emotional issues. With some coaxing, though, he consents to an introduction, and forming a relationship with Bloomington the III just… really… helps.
  • It’s healing for him, taking care of such an intelligent creature. He helps you clean his hooves, brush him, muck his stables, and you can see that he’s happy. It’s good work. Honest work. And at the end of the day, Saeran is rewarded with the love of an innocent, pure creature that doesn’t even understand the concept of evil.
  • Saeran gets so into horses, and when you start teaching him how to ride… it’s like the world has opened up for him.
  • After some time, he gets a horse of his own, and the two of you go on rides together through the countryside. It’s where Saeran belongs, out in nature, far away from the people who hurt him…
  • And he finally finds some measure of peace.

Vanderwood

  • “uh,” vanderwood says, swallowing something that is definitely not fear. “no thanks.”
  • To Vanderwood, horses are big, stinky, and smelly. They’re unpredictable, dangerous, and they just don’t get the appeal. And… they never really do get the appeal. Vandy just isn’t an animal person.
  • But they’re a YOU person, so they’re going to be as supportive as they can.
  • You can never really get them interacting with him, but they do go to every single one of your horse shows. You do dressage, and while they don’t really like Bloomington on his own, with you riding him? Oh boy
  • oh boy howdy
  • it’s impressive. the two of you are impressive.
  • They can appreciate that, at least, and the bond the two of you share. Vanderwood might not want to directly interact with your horse… but they’re never once unhappy that he exists.

Some of my favourite things overwatch artists do when drawing jesse mccree:
- swap “bamf” for something else (boop, a heart, etc)
- same goes for his hat I love seeing little hearts on his hat
- “save a horse ride a cowboy” used in every conceivable manner
- make him soft!!!
- s'o man'y ap'ostroph'es in t'he dia'logu'e
- also in dialogue: honey, sugar, darlin
- those damn fine boots we were blessed with
- draw him
- jesse mccree
- I love him

robert’s face when he opens that damn boot, he literally has to catch his breath and he looks all nervous and cute and it takes him a few seconds until he speaks because he’s just like; ‘this is it sugden, you’re marrying this boy now and you have to tell him’ and yeah … i am dead.

When Matchmakers Get Matched

A/N: This is such a cute request!! Hope you enjoy! This was supposed to be u two days ago for my 300 followers celebration, but hey, I’m Jordan and I can never do anything on time.

Request: Hey, it’s the Anthony Ramos cupid anon. Sorry I was vague, I meant that you and Anthony are like BFFs and you just target potential couples and try to bring them together. And then one day the entire cast works together to bring you and Anthony together. It’s slightly cheesy, but I love me some cheese. Thanks! 😊

Prompt: or in which, the two times you and Anthony were matchmakers and the one time you two were matched.

Pairing: Anthony x reader

Warnings: cursing, fluff, it gets a little suggestive during the end. What can I say? I couldn’t help myself.

Tags: @fangirl-072 @always-blame-jefferson @linmanuclmiranda @hxmiltonmusicxl @sunriseovertheroomwhereithappens @femilton @ahhhhamilton @angerybisexual

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Seven. Seven was the number of couples you and your friend Anthony had gotten together. You two were the “Matchmakers of Richard Rodgers Theatre” as the cast and crew liked to call you. Your next project was getting your friend Yasmine together with Oak.

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