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My heart is chained to yours; a Junkrat and Roadhog fanfiction

Chapter 6

Preview

Packing ourselves into the truck, Lúcio takes off his hood to reveal dreadlocks with the tips dyed green.

"Uuuuhh Lúcio, is your favorite color green?"

"Hm? How could you tell?"

Turning around to face him, my eyes scan like a machine up and down his appearance.

"Green sweater, green headphones, green hair, green suitcases, green sneakers. Next thing I find out you have green nickers and use green condoms."

"Pfft I guess so, didn't think it was so obvious.”

“What!?!! Come on, I expect you to recite all the shades of green the human eye can see.”

Holland taps my shoulder.

"Jamison, you can talk to Lúcio facing the front."

"Y-yes sir."

Lúcio giggles while covering his mouth making me turn in my seat to talk to him again.

"Oi!!! What's so funny, mate!!!"

"You're practically under my uncle's thumb, aren't you? I didn't mean to be rude if it comes off like that."

"W-well he's nice to me and stuff so-"

Again, Holland taps my shoulder, snapping me to face forward.

"Jamison, how would you like to sit in the back? Talking with Lúcio would be much easier."

"Haha, boy would I?"

We pull over and I switch into the back, bringing my bag.

"Damn dude, your bag is huge."

"Well, it has all my stuff just in case."

I start shuffling around in my bag bringing out stuff in it and putting it back in after I say what they are.

"It has my meds, my knife, extra tissues, money, phone, protein bars, small water bottles, gum in case my breath is too stinky, Bluetooth headphones -"

“Don’t worry, I get the idea, don’t need a bag tour."

"Well, why don't you give me a bag tour of your own?"

"No thanks, dude."

“Siiiigh, alright mate.”

Sinking into my seat, my eyes wander to the window. But I don’t roll it down since I’m not sure if Lúcio enjoys his dreadlocks in the wind. Driving by a group of buildings, I’m able to catch what displays of Lúcio’s phone.

“Moore Park Synthetic Field, Macedonian Soccer Field, Heffron Park Synthetic Soccer…”

“Hm?”

Baffled, Lúcio looks up from his phone at me. My attention then diverts from the window.

“U-um…Do you play soccer or something?"

"Huh!?"

"Sorry, your phone, you're looking for public soccer fields."

"O-oh yeah, wanna join? It's rather boring playing by yourself. I’m sure tio has some footballs in the garage, he’s probably bought some just for me."

Rashly I take his phone and find a field closer to our place.

"The field in Condell Park, that's a bit closer to home."

Handing Lúcio back his phone, he looks a bit taken aback then instantly snaps back to being bubbly.

"Hell yeah that sounds great, I’ll pick you up in tio’s truck."

“Naw, the skate ain’t tooooo far.”

Chatting for the rest of the drive, Lúcio and Holland drop me off at my apartment so they can have some uncle-nephew time. Leaving me with Lúcio’s number in my contacts.

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Hello and thank you for reading this. This is a fresh as spring community with empty seats ready to be filled.

What is our purpose? To bring together male lovers who have the strangest "hear me outs", crippling father issues, or just want some people to hangout with.

What are your requirements? Please please please be +18, if we suspect otherwise we will privately request for verification. Sure all the signs read as gay male centered but if you enjoy this server if you are not gay or male. All respectful people are welcome, please keep in mind this is a public server and no disrespect will be tolerated.

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Just realized it's Junkrat's birthday uhhh go read my fanfiction I just posted a new chapter on Wattpad

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this ending is so sad but lwk funny like Caesar really said okayyy you aight whiteboy and it was the worst day of arcades life forever

My heart is chained to yours; a Junkrat and Roadhog fanfiction

Chapter 8

Preview

Running over as fast as possible, I slid just to the porch like how a race car drifts a corner, kicking up a cloud of dust behind me. Walking in I take off my shoes and just stand at the door awkwardly.

"Sit down Jamison, I'm just fixing you up a bowl"

The table is wide and tall with steep chairs to accommodate Mako’s big size. I’m practically a little kid who was finally allowed to sit at the adult table instead of the high chair.

"S-so um, Mako what's for grub?"

Pouring something into a bowl, his big hands handling everything with care. His expression focused, he must've put a shit ton of effort into this meal. When Mako is finished filling the bowl, he walks over to me and places the bowl down. With his big frame looming over me I can feel my mouth getting dry, my heart racing as he draws closer. My soul carnally craves every fiber of his being all over me.

"Want anything to drink?"

"U-uh yeah, water is fine."

I look into the bowl, stew? Swirling my finger into the mixture and taste it.

"O-oh fuck."

"What? Is something wrong?"

"THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD WHAT THE FUCK!!!!"

Standing from my oversized chair to look inside the bowl, eyes fixated, unable to comprehend the hot soothing sensation in my mouth. Mako slides over my cup of water while placing a bun in the stew.

"WHAT IS THIS!?"

"Use your inside voice and sit down then I'll tell you. Also, your spoon is right there, use it."

Seated in my chair, desperately needing the knowledge on why this stew is so good!!!

"Want me to get you some pillows to sit on or something? You look quite small."

"Yeah, sure."

Before I could say anything, he already got 2 pillows. Rinsing only my butt to let him put the pillows down, the smell of Mako’s cologne overwhelms my senses. Next thing I know my hand on his head, running my fingers through his soft silver hair.

"J-Jamison…you’re um…"

“...Mako!!! I-i um, I’m sorry!!! I was in a haze then suddenly-”

“Pfft it’s fine, just caught me by surprise. A warning next time would be nice.”

"Well um, your hair is soft. What hair products do you use?"

He stands up and looks away blushing under his mask.

"Just… whatever is on clearance."

Sitting across from each other, the table and chairs don't affect Mako’s size. Looks like an average person, he must've got these custom or something.

"So what's in the stew?"

"I had some leftover tofu and I made some stew out of it. Threw in celery, carrots, peas, basil, brown sugar and simmered it on low heat for the day."

"Wait, you're vegan?"

"Not exactly, just went through a vegan phase. B-but I try to find meat that is ethically sourced but sometimes I get some fast food or buy a steak from the grocery store that's on sale."

"Hmmm."

The need to keep devouring my stew is overtaking me, it's so fucking amazing!!! It's like how in the movies, mothers make heartwarming meals. My entire body feels warmed, has Mako always been such a good cook?

"So Jamison, how do you see our relationship?"

With a dazed expression, I perk up from my dinner.

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saw v to me is just a huge allegory for being gay idc. strahm at all times going insane over hoffman, obsessing over him at every waking hour, fucking talking to himself in empty rooms as if he was there with him, going to the places he might've killed at, literally abandoning all his rational judgement and thinking just for the possibility of getting his hands on him, his final words to hoffman being "i know who you are" while hoffman is in a literal glass coffin???

plus, the way hoffman as a character has to deal with his two worlds: working as a detective and being a jigsaw apprentice. him having to put on a mask of normalcy, only really being himself when is working with john. him having this consistent and innate fear of being "caught". and the way he can't bring himself to look at strahm's death!! also, you cannot tell me hoffman’s dick didn’t immediately stand up when he saw that strahm managed to escape his trap. he wanted that cookie so effing bad.