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[sumi-sprite]

@unaarista LOL

i love listening to my fiancée drawing

“no stop” “oh no i didn’t mean to do that” “wRONG LAYER” “wait go back” “what line is that?!” “cAN YOU– [irritated noises]” “oh you…bastard” “what..layer is that on??”

she’s so cute djksfh

[bowandbrush]

I know we barely ever mention the rise comics but I wanted to mention how unsure and pensive they made Leo 😭

The fact that he turned his head at “Lack of self-esteem”?? I know we allll know he’s the inferiority complex guy but that panel just hurts

[thejoysofdessert]

There should be a non government oversight for Drs in every specialty staffed exclusively by paid disabled people who can levy fines and mandate training for substantiated misconduct regarding disabled people's conduct. The fines should be paid to the people who received the inadequate care. I am very serious about this

[clairlycreature]

talon movie night ft. everybody really sucks at watching movies

"where's mauga?" right there

[hydrajones]

I find this extra funny b/c everyone I know and their mother has joked about Widowmaker along the lines of: "a spider-themed russian spy/sniper? Woooow wonder where Blizzard got that idea"- referencing Black Widow

Ah yes. Original ideas such as "sexy woman in body suit" and "sniper in fps game." No one has thought of this before

[lossea-isil]

[statuetochka]

gentle

[demilypyro]

Was laying in bed on my phone and dropped it and it bounced off my boob like a cartoon

[jesterday00]

Jesus Christ

What the fuck was I cooking in my drafts.

[junjomonstah]

Thinking about how Illari and Sigma, the youngest and oldest heroes, sound when they greet in game...

[jobycewl]

My favorite interaction in the game

[alemvy]

i am so normal about them, im uhhghhhh hhhgh

[thoughtfulfangirling]

Mercy sat down behind her desk. “If I can bring her back, if I can give her back to her family,” she looked up at Winston, tears in her eyes, “, that would be the best thing, wouldn’t it? A family to lose someone and get them back.” She shook her head. “I don’t expect you to understand.”

Oh I love this fic. I love seeing Winston and Angela meet! And TRACER BROUGHT THEM TOGETHER! Before she was even around to do so. Without meaning to. She's just that magnetic XD I love the ways they misinterpret each other because they don't know each other and they feel surrounded by a certain kind of people so they think the other must fit in with those people. God, this shit is so good!

"Tracer!” There was a break in his voice, the sound of someone losing a friend. “–s all right, Ben.” Her voice became chipper and familiar, even over the worsening static. “—ings do happen—a pint on me, love” She began to sing as the radio went in and out. “-versities we’ll conquer, Blaze into the star–on land and sea–is won–the skies are winging–one thought–fight for the right–”

This is so real and painful. Tracer does seem to think this is it, and she spends last minutes soothing a friend with a chipper song. But also, also more than that, enjoying her last moments, refusing to spend them just feeling terror and certainly not regret. No, she's going to go out bombastic and enjoying each drop of life she can get! God I love her.

“I don’t understand why I’m here.” ... he was grateful, in fact, hopeful that this position could show his worth and use, that the moon colony hadn’t all been a mistake, that he could bring one good thing from it.

Oh Winston, as if you're not one good thing that came from it! OUCH MY HEART

I’m so sorry, but don’t you mean ‘her’? It is for things. Not people.”” She smiled. “But it’s not my first language, of course.”

Oh ho ho!! Hehe snarky Mercy! You don't get to see that too often but absolutely it suits her in this moment! In this context! I love it!!

“So why are you doing it?” Winston questioned himself as much as her, in that moment.

Oh I LOVE this. He has so much respect for Mercy that while he asks her this and it sounds like he wants her reasons, he's hoping to find purpose in her answer, that she can answer for both of them. And I love that. We do this shit all the time I think.

AND THEN THAT ENDING ANGELA YOU ANGEL I LOVE YOU

Winston #7: “I don’t believe in ghosts.”

LET’S GET INTO ANOTHER ENTIRELY TOO LONG OW FIC SHALL WE. This is part one, I’m looking to publish at least one part a week til I finish it. If you want to read the rest of my OW stuff it’s right here. 1,884 words. 

“Senior Pilot Lena A. Oxton, callsign Tracer, female, aged 26.” The file was set in front of the Winston and he began to page through it, though he’d read it before. A second glance never hurt anything. “Formerly of the Royal Air Force, one of the top pilots for Overwatch’s Air Division.”

“Her father has taken an interest in Overwatch’s experiments since her death.” Winston turned to see a young blonde woman, her hair tied up in a messy knot. Her accent was soft and pleasant. German, maybe? His ear wasn’t always as good as he hoped. “It’s all over the news, his campaign.”

He sighed. “It’s…unfortunate how much attention has been brought to a highly necessary form of ensuring the safety of the world.”

“So she died during the Slipstream test?” Winston looked up at the commander. He’d been given the file, but it had been surprisingly thin, a testament to the secrecy Overwatch had been accused of.

He said nothing, simply hit the switch on a small box on the table. It buzzed to life, a bright voice crackling over the airwaves.

“Control, I’m ‘aving trouble with the,” the radio fuzzed out, static exploding from the speaker, “can’t get an ‘old on–” her voice blurred and faded.

“Tracer, this is Control, come in, Tracer.” There was a measured military panic in the young man’s voice.

“What–blinking–need–”

“Tracer, come in. Tracer. Do. you. Read?”

It was uncomfortable, the feeling of sitting in someone’s last moments, feeling the rising terror seep through the speaker and into their minds, so much harder and more real than reading it on a page.

“I–God–oh bloody hell!” She seemed more annoyed than anything at her aircraft’s disobedience, and it soothed WInston a little. “–not brilliant.”

“What is your position, Tracer?” There was no answer. “Tracer, come in!”

The static dropped, and there was a silence that stretched on for seconds. Then, her voice, straightforward and firm.

“Control, I’m going down.”

“Tracer!” There was a break in his voice, the sound of someone losing a friend.

“–s all right, Ben.” Her voice became chipper and familiar, even over the worsening static. “—ings do happen—a pint on me, love” She began to sing as the radio went in and out. “-versities we’ll conquer, Blaze into the star–on land and sea–is won–the skies are winging–one thought–fight for the right–”

The static fell into one solid hum.

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[fyregrl]

CANNOT get over this

This is Loki TOTALLY PANICKING. He's just been betrayed by someone he's very close to. He's confused, afraid, and physically hurting. And he's trusting Mobius enough to be this vulnerable with him, enough to just say "Help me" and know that Mobius will.

[frogloinz]

She Sloan on my Cameron till I Venture