#Fucking Tracer is just so good

[thoughtfulfangirling]

Winston did not remember Christmases, really. It had not been much of an event at the Lunar colony, and after that had fallen apart, there had been no one who might have made a deal of it with him. It seemed lovely, from the outside, the notion of love and cheer and closeness, but he had no idea what it might feel like.

Oh yay a reread! But it's been a long time! I'm happy to buckle in Woo!

This is such a heartbreakingly delightful fic! Lena being so close and yet so far from so much of her family. Except that her dad is gone. God I love how real this crowd of chaotic Oxtons feels. There's something for each to stand out, a sense of blurring figures when there aren't distinct visuals or personalities provided that really does feel like trying to talk to someone on video while celebrations are taking place, everyone moving, noises from everywhere. But of course Lena must be included.

And the way Lena is before the video starts really hammers home that no matter how nicely her place is decorated and how homely and sweet it is, she is too big for the space. Not physically big, of course, but her movements, wants, desires all strain against the confines!

The individual agonies Tracer and Winston are dealing with here are so deliciously, cruelly executed! Winston blaming himself for not getting Lena back to her family in time, happy in her despair that he gets to have it with her, while Lena put on that happy smile NOT EVEN REALIZING YET THAT WINSTON WAS WORKING ON A WAY TO GET HER OUT OF THAT ROOM! No one else gave her hope of a life that wasn't confined to that tiny space, but she made it herself while she needed it. GOD I LOVE HER

God I love this. Honestly, fantastic fic for the idea of making ones light in the darkest of times—BEING THE LIGHT in the darkest of times. That we are the promise that the days will get brighter again, because we will endure the dark ones together, with cheer. Gotta tag this for future reference for future Christmas XD

"...over the past few months, and his time in the lab had gone from just as solitary as the rest of his life to the bright spot of his life."

Oh this is so interesting to read having just recently read the fics of Winston and Angela coming together to try and find Tracer. Is this a case of an unreliable narrator? Can he not get close to Angela because he's idolized her a bit? So he never quite manages to feel close even if/when she tries to breach the gap between them? Perhaps OW kept Angela too busy. Maybe Angela has kept herself too busy as she's drowning under the weight of what it means to work for an organization that didn't care about a lost comrade until it meant they might recover a weapon-asset? WHERE'S THE IN BETWEEN FICS DOC? =P jkjk

She began to sob quietly, burying her face in her pillow, the screen dimmed to black now, the twinkling of the little lights they’d put up the only real movement.

God the part of the fic with Tracer and her family had radiated such joy and cheer that I think I forgot for a moment reading how much Lena must be aching. It's not exactly that I feel like she put on a mask for it- though I think that would be in character with her- but that in those moments she let herself feel that joy and cheer, let it fill her up and sat with it in the present. Only once she closes out does the pain that was there all along seep back into her consciousness, and Lena has to make room for that. OUCHEE

Even if he couldn’t have done, he had to admit he wasn’t working as hard as he could have, and it was right that he felt responsible for the well of grief pouring out of her.

W I N S T O N Obviously I'm prone to thinking he's being too hard on himself but ALSO YEAH HE PROBABLY DID DRAG HIS FEET. Whether or not he could have actually had her free for Christmas, he's aware of what he's doing, that he whose needs have so rarely been met put himself first at her expense? Delicious selfishness. I LOVE IT KLJDFOIEJLj

He would allow himself to enjoy this one Christmas with someone he loved, knowing that it would be his last, but he would never forget the sacrifice it took from her. He would never again let himself be so selfish as to take love, from someone who only meant to be kind, for his own ends.

W i N s T o N !!!!!!!!! lkjdfoiejfl efjko ij

Here Tracer is with hope when no one has handed it to her, and Winston's been so beaten down by his loneliness that he can't see the hope standing right in front of him that his life is about to change, and he won't be alone for Christmas ever again!

But, you wait and see, love, Christmas with me family, it’s just wonderful. Marvelous, really,”

F U C K I N G W I N S T O N !!!! He doesn't even realize that resupposition here that HE WILL BE THERE WITH HER NEXT CHRISTMAS LKJOIFJELKFJLKE

Virtually Christmas

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Winston watched as Tracer excitedly paced in her little bug jar, which she’d spent nearly the whole month trying to make into more of a home as her general condition had improved. They were spending the holiday together: It was a lack of choices on both parts, WInston supposed. He had no one, and Tracer couldn’t leave the containment. He’d been working on a prototype for a wearable accelerator–he wasn’t certain it would work, but if it did, her entire life would change–but it hadn’t yet come together. 

If he were honest with himself, he was dragging his feet a little. Tracer had become his friend, over the past few months, and his time in the lab had gone from just as solitary as the rest of his life to the bright spot of his life. He found himself spending more and more time there, and they had a lovely little Thanksgiving celebration together. She was doing so well now, months after she’d come back from the slipstream. She was alert and cheerful and constantly pressing for a window. Her cognitive tests had come back, in Tracer’s own words, ‘normal as I ever was, I suppose.’ She was still working on the PTSD from the incident, but the psychologist seemed very pleased with her progress. 

If she could have left that little room, she would be off living her life in a reasonable facsimile of normal. She had been very well liked in the air division, one of, if not the best pilot, but known mostly for her bright humor, constant patter, and the way she always shared her big box of London specialites when they came in. She’d had a girlfriend, before the slipstream incident. Tracer would have slid back into life as easily as sand through an hourglass. 

But she couldn’t leave the room, and so she was there with Winston. 

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[lilyliveredlittlerichboy]

okay so i used to follow the overwatch league up to the 2020 season and ive been missing it a lil and decided to watch some old (ancient) matches from 2018, (which is just about the only old owl matches you can still find with any sort of ease)

then got bored and since the owl has been going continuously since then, i watched a lil from the 2022 season

and like. yeah i expected changes i know theyve been adding heroes to overwatch and changing the rules and overwatch 2 is a thing now??? i lost track of it a long time ago tbh ive not been following this for like 3 years

anyway okay different arena different stage - it’s only 5 people per team now huh?? oh Carpe is still there its nice to see a familiar face. what the casters tearing into him now cus hes been there too long??? okay uber and mr x literally the same casters as we saw in the inaugural season. lay off the good man Carpe fucking rocks okay hes a great player and i literally dont know anyone else in this whole match. only 1 tank now per team which is sad i loved watching the flex tank players. new heroes that im not familar with i was expecting that

but you know what really threw me, and made me unable to watch anymore?????

lijiang tower!!! it’s not even night time anymore!! what the hell is this??

okay im done now i think it may be time to never check out the owl ever again sadly

[healer-pop]

hii im here to add to ur ask night LOOL any personal ideas on how venture flirts? like what kind of stuff they say to get you going etc.

okok ok. bare with me but there is so much I want to get into here. there’s differences in Venture’s flirting style depending on a couple of things:

1.) your relationship to them

this is the biggest circumstance that changes most of their style, mainly because they are far too nervous to fuck up any possibility once they’ve gotten too attached, but if they just have a slight crush on you, it’ll be less obvious.

I’m talking about the difference between Venture knocking over everyone’s morning drink while trying to get you yours, stumbling over their words hopelessly, walking into a pit accidentally while talking to you, and just otherwise being a fool while head over heels in love with you, too scared to make a move or confession (especially if you’re a more reserved person!) because they appreciate your time and company more than any romantic motives they might have, even though it’s completely obvious to everyone not the two of you AND being such a goof ball you just have the absolute unbearable urge to kiss their flushed cheeks, even platonically, having inside jokes with you that make you laugh so hard your ribs hurt for days, always knowing your favorite of everything, bursting out dancing with them when some sort of goofy song starts on their playlist, and them inviting you to watch the stars with them.

they’re not mutually exclusive, one can edge into the other easily, but Venture sometimes has a problem catching up with their own emotions when they’re so focused on archeology first and everything else second. it tends to be the latter one first which progresses into the other one, but it can seriously go either way. but either way, they aren’t outright flirting with you because they just don’t seem to be that type *cough, cough* wORKAHOLIC. unless Tracer and D.Va are having a best pickup line competition, then you’ll see a bit more of their witty, smoother side. But again, it’s not serious, until…

you get into a relationship with them

this is where Venture absolutely thrives. and this isn’t a second section because this is dependent on what your status to them is. your partner flirts with you in so many different ways, it’s almost hard to keep track of. they are so loving that it’s seriously all encompassing. before I move on, I’ll just state that they are way more self-assured when your relationship status to them is clear and stable. at the beginning, they’ll be more mild, but as time goes on, they’ll get more openly affectionate to the point that it’s nearly impossible to tell you guys AREN’T together. it’s very ebb and flow, though, because Venture spends a ton of time in the field, and when you guys aren’t together, it tends to come over text/calls, which is obviously more private.

so going down the list:

Venture loves to use cheesy pick up lines on you!!! Humor is a major part of their personality and you’ll catch lines like “Are you a Shambali monk? Because you’re totally transcending my mind.” and “I would never bury our love in a coniferous forest, because the acidity of the soil would ruin any chance of preservation.” they don’t really care who’s around to hear as long as they’ve got you either giggling or hiding your face in embarrassment. definitely to the dismay of the other Wayfinders, lol. they’ll shout it across a field, down from a pit to hear their words of love echo back to you.

They will always carry your favorite snacks and drinks in their pack or pockets! Those cargo pants have huge pockets and Venture puts them to good use, by always having your favorites on hand, when you visit them at their excavation sites! It’s so sweet, and 100% done for your own happiness. They always manage to know just what you’re craving and have it nearby. It’s like a primal thing or something. Being able to always nourish your love.

PHYSICAL TOUCH!!!!!!! Venture is a super, duper touchy person when they are in a relationship with you. Not so much when it’s anyone else. Their compliments may always seem physical, but that’s because it’s their love language. Noticing how soft your hair looks, or how plush your lips are… it’s like a Freudian slip. They’re basically asking to kiss or pet you, whatever they mention at the time is on their mind. Later in the relationship, they’ll end up just doing what they want to do before it comes out, but hugging, kissing, or always having a hand on your waist is second nature to them. It’s also a huge turn on to them, when you reciprocate. Even brushing your hair through their hair has them pulling you off for a quick make-out session. They are completely shameless about your ruffled clothes and tangled hair. The hickies too. Those are like Venture’s personal touches on the masterpiece that is your body.

Finally, their texts and calls. when they aren’t by your side, they crave you. they crave your company and attention. expect flowery, overly emoji-ed, gushy texts, from them whenever they get a chance. prefers video calls so they can see your face. they blow up your phone at lunchtime and fall asleep with you on call.

WOW THIS GOT LONG LOL SORRY I AM SO PASSIONATE ABT MY CHEESY LOML

[katapotato55]

how to make your writing be remembered forever and possibly be well loved.

(incredibly stupid and silly fanfiction line at the end of this post) I know that title is incredibly daunting but listen, its very simple. you ready?

MAKE STRONG CHARACTERS

"but kat! surely its not that simple! " nononono listen. bear with me. I want you to think of your favorite thing. Now ask: what do you remember the most about the thing you love? I will go first:

I love team fortress 2. and guess what: this game has been around since 2007, and was in development hell since before I was even born. The game has been around for 16 fucking years. And guess what? in the strong year of 2023 team fortress 2 Is STILL getting memed about. and do you want to know the crazy part? the character designs to the naked eye are not special at all. ok sure from a designer standpoint, these are very well designed characters made so that you can easily tell who they are based on their silhouette. but from the average joe.... tf2 is iconic but overall it looks ok. it doesn't seem special to a stranger to tf2. look at this completely random and arbitrary example of a game in the same genre:

I don't know shit about the characters in overwatch. Yeah i have a BASIC idea on what their personality is like based on voice lines and some videos i guess... but in-game they just exist. these characters are brightly colored, they have beautiful unique designs, hell they have even more diversity such as robots and people from other cultures! but i don't remember shit about these characters. Maybe I remember the ice lady and tracer, but nothing else. and yeah part of overwatch struggling right now is incompetant development, BUT: The characters in team fortress 2 are SO remember-able because the characters have such a vibrant personality. I am an orange box owner, its been a decade and a half and I am still remembering this game and enjoying art about it.

"but kat! that is a comedy game! Overwatch is a very serious game! are you saying comedy is needed to make a character more noticeable?" no. though I think allowing your characters to lighten up every now and then would humanize them. Not full on goofy, just give them something that makes them likeable. and if you cant do that, you can STILL make a compelling character even though they are mostly seriousness. I have an even more awfully thought out example:

kung fu panda is a masterclass in making a serious comedic movie somehow work. Master Oogway.... he isn't a comedic character at all. Yeah we made memes about him, but ignoring that, he is a wise and resourceful person. He is at calm and has faith in this intuition. there are a lot of characters like this. What makes Oogway stand out is that he is also a little bit kooky and sassy.

this youtube clip sums up what I mean. It is a funny line, it fits the character, and It doesn't ruin the seriousness of the moment. Some of the most successful series in history have something about them that has appealed to people. In my opinion: characters with strong personality and interesting traits is always a good way to ensure your writing is successful. The second most important is the characters bouncing off of each other in terms of their chemistry with each other. There is a reason why I spent years playing the first Destiny game and all of the DLC, but I remember fuck all about the characters. I think I maybe remember the bootleg star lord robot guy.

A writing exercise

here is an exercise to get you in the spirit of character making. step 1- get a random character from a random bit of media. In this case let me bring you master Oogway. Step 2- Get a completely different character from a completely unrelated series. I am going to give you Scout from team fortress 2. step 3- write a random ass thing about them interacting. Think about how the characters would react to each other and why. Think about each characters values in life and think about how they would bond and conflict with each other. Think about characters similar to the character they met in the past and how they reacted then, and if they have never interacted, make something interesting with it. Step 4- keep experimenting. Once you get into the spirit you can apply this to any new character you could want to make anyways thats it byeee- "arent you going to do that ?" do what? "make a writing thing about oogway and scout. " ........

Scout: let's go turtle you got nothing on my speed- Oogway: The one who first resorts to violence shows that he has no more arguments. Scout: that sounds like chicken talk! come on tough guy let me have it- Oogway then proceeds to make scout eat shit before vanishing in a cloud of cherry blossoms and dust from the desert. If this post isn't popular I want you to know my dignity was lost for nothing.

[thetriumphantpanda]

LOST IN OUR VICES | ONE

Chapter Summary | A chance encounter with a handsome stranger sets off a chain of events that could all end in disaster. It's hard to say no when it feels so good though.

Pairing | Professor!Marcus Pike x Student F!Reader

Chapter Warnings | Dubious ethical relationship between a professor & student, Marcus tells a lie, mentions of food and alcohol, mentions of academia, academic failure and strained parental relationships, gratuitous descriptions of London because I live here and I love it, some heavy making out and some heavy petting, no use of y/n.

Authors Note | WELL HERE SHE IS. I have no idea how to tell you how much I am loving this so far. Professor Pike has well and truly rotted my brain so y'all have to suffer with me okay? It's gonna be fun, I promise. I would LOVE to know what you all think about this so feel free to scream at me incumbents, reblogs and asks! As always, a huge thank you to @undercoverpena for reading this over and making sure it isn't utter tripe. ILY. And to @saradika for the beautiful divider.

Please follow @thetriumphantpandanotifs for writing updates.

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He’s seen her there every day he’s visited the past month. Sitting on the bench, looking up at the same sculpture - a woman carved from marble - sketching into a notepad. He stands this time and watches as her finger tucks some hair behind her ear, brushing it out of her face. She looks up and tilts her head a little, eraser end of her pencil sitting between her teeth as she thinks, tracers a portion of the statue before her head is back down, looking at the page as she continues to draw.

She’s beautiful, there’s no denying it, she’s been beautiful every time he’s seen her. There’s something lonely about her too, the way she sits there on her own, artefacts and artworks for company. She’s just like him really, uprooted from a life he was no longer satisfied with, four years of a PhD and now the letters of Dr before his name. Moved to London, a new city, a fresh start as he’d coined it to his family, but he’s been here three years now, and not one thing that he wanted from his move have materialised. He knows the therapy was good for him, he knows that his haste to find someone was probably what was making him scare people off, but he doesn’t much like the other side of the coin either - a modest flat in London to himself, a small group of friends who sit around and drink beer and droll on about their academic passions, but no-one he can really call his own right now.

Dr. M Pike. Professor of Art History. That’s what his doorplate says, one of many in the small corridor at UCL. Three years and he’s still not quite sure how he made it here, or if it’s really what he wants, but it beats whatever he was doing back in D.C. that’s for sure. It had seemed like the best thing to do at the time, but when Lisbon had told him she wasn’t coming, everything about it seemed wrong, soiled somehow, by the life he’d built in his mind being torn up by someone who, looking back, had never really wanted him in the first place.

He thought about talking to her the first day he’d seen her, but then realised he was actually here to prepare for one of his teaching seminars, so squirrelled himself away to another room instead. The second time he’d seen her, she’d looked too engrossed on whatever she was working on, and then every other time, he’s convinced himself she’s here for peace, not to be bothered by some random man. But there’s something about the way she is today that makes the pull harder to resist, so he says fuck it, shoves his hands into his trouser pockets and walks over.

“You come here often?”

It’s an American accent that pulls you from your work. His voice jolts your hand, makes you press your pencil into paper too hard and at the wrong angle. You suck in a deep breath, try not to think about the hours of work he’s just ruined by startling you. You’re about to turn around and complain when he comes into your vision.

He’s tall, broad shoulders covered in a light dress shirt, two buttons undone so you can see a flash of tanned skin and a smattering of hair. It’s tucked into dark jeans, a belt keeping them tight to his trim waist. And then there’s his face - a beard, but only just and friendly brown eyes, a full mouth too. He’s handsome, there’s no way around it.

“Sorry, that was awful,” The mystery man scratches the back of his neck, “I just come here a lot and I think I’ve seen you here every time for the past month.”

You smile at that, that you’re someone he’s been picking out amongst the crowd of tourists who always come here, someone familiar to him, even if he’s not the same to you.

“I’m just working on something.” You shrug, letting your palm slyly cover the sketch you’ve been making.

The man walks in front of you slightly, takes a seat on the vacant spot on the bench and looks up at the woman carved from marble, “She’s beautiful.” He muses.

“She is.” You agree, looking over the curves of her hips, the way the marble has been carved to make it look like her clothes are wet, sticking to her breasts like she’s just climbed out of the Aegean Sea.

“You like sculpture then?”

“I do,” You nod, turning your body a little towards him, “It’s not my first artistic passion, but I’m studying for my PhD at the moment and it’s all about the female form in marble.”

“Brains as well as beauty,” He smirks a little at you, “Sounds interest though, where are you studying?”

“UCL,” You beam, because you’re proud, it wasn’t easy, you’d been rejected for your first choice research project the first time around, encouraged to choose something else from the feedback, but you were there now, and that’s what mattered, “What about you?” You ask, “What do you do that means you have to be here as much as me?”

He shrugs a little, “I teach.”

It’s vague but you don’t press, he owes you nothing, so you let it lie. You turn back to the sculpture in front of you, when your stomach grumbles. You look down at your watch. It’s 2pm and you’ve not eaten anything yet.

“Hungry?”

“Starving.” You reply meekly.

“Want to grab something to eat?” He asks, “I know a great Italian place in Soho if you fancy it?”

You look at him, eyes tightening a little. It’s been so long since anyone has shown you an ounce of interest, and now the beautiful man in a shirt and dress pants wants to take you for lunch, it all seems a bit too good to be true. But, you can hear the voice of your therapist tell you to say yes to more things, take more risks in life because not all of them are going to turn out to be bad, so you flip the front of your notepad over to cover your drawing and reach down to pick up your backpack.

“Lead the way.”

He doesn’t disappoint. Over the course of a glass of wine and a bowl of olives, you coax out his name. It’s Marcus. He’s got a PhD in Art History and moved to London from D.C. three years ago. He lives alone, near Notting Hill, he likes it because he can go searching for antiques on the weekend. He wants a dog, but he spends too much time out of the house to justify one. He likes to read and he can cook, but prefer eating out or ordering in because he’s not mastered the art of cooking for one.

When a waiter sets down your second glass of wine and your food - gnocchi with pesto and bacon for you and carbonara from Marcus, he turns the conversation back to you, sipping wine as he ask you where you live - Willesden Green, so not far from you - who you live with - myself, my dad was so proud I got into my course he pays for my rent, it’s the only way he can show he loves me - what you like to do with your free time - free time? When I have it, I read, or I walk, or I sit and draw sculptures in museums.

You don’t know whether it’s the wine or not, but the dark winter sinks in, outside cloaked in black, lights dimmed inside, and it makes him even more handsome than he was before. He makes you laugh, with his stories of his own PhD stress, how he would walk the streets of D.C. at 3am to get coffee and pancakes on his way back from the library and then collapse into bed and sleep for two hours until his alarm would wake him up and he would go all the way back to the library to do it again.

“If I ever get to that point,” You muse, stabbing a piece of gnocchi onto your fork, “I don’t think I’ll have the will to make it through.”

“You seem far too organised to me to fall into the bad habits I had.” He shrugs, looking at you over his own glass of wine as you take a bite of your food, too busy watching him to really notice the angle of your fork, green sauce smearing on the corner of your mouth as you fight it into your mouth.

Before you have a chance to reach down and grab the napkin from your lap, Marcus is reaching over the table, using the pad of his thumb to wipe the stray sauce away. It’s something that under any other circumstance would make you feel uncomfortable, but all it really makes you want to do is kiss him, especially when he apologises profusely for being so forward.

He pays for dinner, insists on it really, hidden behind the excuse that he knows how hard it is to live whilst studying. He takes you for cocktails at a bar on the end of Old Compton Street - orders himself an old fashioned whilst you opt for an amaretto sour. The bar is dark and busy, the only seats are in a corner, sat so close together your knees are touching and your shoulder is slightly leaned into his side.

“So, you said you got rejected from your first choice course?” He muses, taking a short sip of his drink.

You shrug with a nod, “I wanted to research the impressionist movement,” You start to explain, “I love Monet and Renoir but I think my research application was too broad,” Sipping your own drink you carry on talking, “There’s a great academic at UCL, Professor Pike, I was desperate to have him as my supervisor, but it wasn’t meant to be.”

You turn your head a little, watching as Marcus swallows on nothing, quickly taking another sip of his drink.

“It’s okay,” You hasten to add, “I guess if I’m not writing thousands of words about it, it won’t make me hate what I love most.”

“Smart,” Is what he says with a smirk, “You would have given him a run for his money anyway.”

“Do you know him?” You ask, “I know all of you academic types are familiar with each other.”

He swallows on nothing again, “I’ve heard of him but I don’t think we’ve ever met.”

You both order another drink, sit around talking about nothing much at all, slowly moving closer as the bar gets busier, you tell yourself it’s just so you can hear him better, but he smells good, some kind of musky cologne that suits him really well, so you don’t complain about soaking it up.

When it gets late, he offers to take you home, keep you company on the tube. You know it’s not really necessary, you’ve never felt particularly unsafe walking home from the station, but if it means spending more time with him, then you don’t really mind. He lets you take the only free seat on the tube, standing in the aisle just in front of your knees so he can keep talking to you, and when you reach the other side, he walks close to you, puts a hand on your lower back which you can feel through your jacket when a group of people walk past you a little too close. He even insists on walking you to your door.

It’s quiet in the building, like it usually is. It’s only recently been built and you think you’re one of only a few people who are currently living there. You pluck your keys from your coat pocket when you reach your door, leaning your back against it.

“This is me.”

“Nice place.”

“Yeah, although I usually prefer places with more character.”

He’s stood right in front of you, rocking on his heels, that same nervous hand on the back of his neck as this afternoon, “I know this might seem weird, but would you like to go on a date sometime?”

You can help but snort a laugh, shaking your head a little, before you meet his eyes, “This wasn’t a date?” You ask coyly.

He smirks a little, cheeks flushing a little, “Did you want it to be a date?”

“I wouldn’t have let you take me for lunch if I didn’t,” You say, “But there is one thing missing.”

“Oh yeah?” He hums, “What’s that?”

Instead of speaking, you take a step forward, hands gripping the lapels of his jacket as you press up onto your toes and plant your lips on his. It’s clumsy and it’s impulsive, but you’ve wanted to do it all day. You can feel his arms wrapping around your back, dragging your body flush to his as he opens his mouth against yours right as you do the same. He tastes like mint from the gum he’s been chewing and the whisky from his drinks - it’s all you can think about as he walks you back, presses you against the door as his tongue meets with yours.

You’re thankful no-one is around. Your arms move from his jacket to wrap around the back of his neck, fingers tangling in the curls there as you tilt your head to one side, a slight smacking sound from your lips as the disconnect, only to come back together seconds later. He’s good at this, you think, as his hands drop from your back to rest in the pockets on the back of your jeans, palms warm through the material. You can feel him squeeze you there a little, and you’re so close to saying fuck it and inviting him in, because if his lips are this good against yours, you can’t imagine what they’d be like in other places.

Marcus is the one that pulls away from you, resting his forehead gently to yours. You’re both breathless and you’re itching to press your mouth back to his.

“I should go.” He breathes against your mouth, pressing his lips to your in a chaste kiss.

“Yeah,” You agree, “You should.”

He steps back, takes the warmth of his palms with him, but reaches in to his pocket and hands his phone to you, “Put your number in here and I’ll call you.”

So you do, press the eleven digits into his phone along with your name and then kiss him once more before he’s turning on his heel and walking away, leaving you with a dull ache between your thighs that you’re working on relieving within five minutes of getting inside. You’re fucked.

Marcus curses himself as he settles into the seat on the bus. It’s late enough that it’s not too busy, no-one sitting next to him as he leans his head back and runs his hand over his face. He already knows he’s fucked up. The words Professor Pike and rejected from my first choice spinning around in his brain as he watches parts of North London flash past the window on his ride home.

Why hadn’t he stopped it then? He knows the rules, knows that even though he doesn’t teach her, any kind of relationships with students, no matter how mature, are off limits. And how is he supposed to keep the facade up now? It’s only a matter of time before she puts two and two together and figures out who he really is.

You’re sweet and you’re smart and you’re fucking beautiful and the best kisser he thinks he’s ever met. You have so much in common with him that it actually hurts him a little and one stupid choice to keep lying to you and the fucking ethics policy are going to keep him from something he thinks would actually be fucking good for him.

He thinks for a second, pulling out his phone and looking at your contact card that he should probably just delete your number. It’s for the best for everyone. He could avoid the museum for a while, keep his head low on campus, he knows he can avoid you. But with his finger hovering over the delete confirmation, he finds he doesn’t have the strength to do it. Stuffs his phone back in his pocket and tries to will his mind to forget the way you’d gasped into his mouth when his hands had squeezed at the swell of your ass, or the way your lips had been soft against his when he’d kissed you.

Then, led in bed, frustrations sorted by his own hand, he picks up his phone and damns himself to hell with a single text.

How about a walk around the National Gallery and dinner this weekend?

[valscodblog]

"Now I see You."

Phillip Graves X OC

WELLLLLLLL, lets hope none of the ask blogs find this or im done for. I will forver be loyal to Los Vaqueros however-once the Graves worms start...they cannot be stopped.

Tags: @skauni @thebunnednun @writing-with-moss @karlachismylife @2econd-of-1sts <33

TW: SHORT ASF, sorry gang. No inspo day but had to push sum out bc its been a while </3, Graves is hurt (DESERVED), slight description of blood, cursing, pretty much nothing else. Mostly fluff. Meh :p

Graves held her by the wrist and asked, "Why the fuck do you always choose Them over Me, Tracer?"

She didn't respond. She just looked at her boots.

"Tracer-I'm talkin' ta ya-" "I choose them because they didn't double cross me as many times as you have-and I'm not just talking war crimes, Graves."

and with that he let go of her and let her walk out of his life. For good.

or so he thought.

"Tracer-?" he muttered under his breath, eyeing a new shadow rookie. "Tracer-" "It's shadow one one Two Sir. Or just Two for short. Who's Tracer?" He looked at the-fuck they had blue eyes not green. "...an old friend I lost years ago...sorry for confusin' ya. Carry on."

Fuck. Get it together, Graves, he scolded himself as he walked away from the rookie. Ya miss 'er sure, but damn...it's been ten years.

"One down, two to go, Sir!" a Shadow shouted, Graves nodded but didn't truly register the words. "Right." Where was she? Shepard has said...Fuck. Fuck he was shot. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-"Graves!" and he felt someone pulling him away from the battlefront. He groaned and opened his eyes-when had he shut them?- and saw Her. A little older, sure, but her nonetheless. How old was she now? ...Twenty nine, right? "Tracer...Good ta see ya, Kid." Tracer rolled her eyes.

"Shut it or I'll make you." and Graves sighed deeply in comfort. Despite his leg bleeding out from the bullet wound. Tracer quickly wrapped his leg and said, "Cant risk taking the bullet out right now-we have to move ASAP. C'mon-" and Graves let her help him up. She supported most his weight, Graves using his good leg to help every now and then. "So...how was Mexico-" and he got a pistol barrel in the mouth. "Told ya. Shut it or I'll do it for ya."

Mya sighed heavily and took her gun out of his mouth, "Why do you call me Tracer? You know my Callsign's Fuckup." Graves shrugged, limping slowly, leaning onto her. "I dunno, cuz it suits ya? And I for once think that the higher-ups shoulda done a better job at namin' ya?" Phillip mumbled softly, and que the side eyeing he's missed for so so long now.

Mya groaned and took of the standard balaclava all shadows wore. "Look. Phil, i was stupid and dumb back then." "Back when?" "ten years ago." "Past is past. It's f-" "No it's not. Im sorry. Okay? I'm sorry, Boss." And Graves smirked. "So does this mean i get to take you out on a first date?" Mya looked over to him, "What, bombing forty sum places with me back in the day not good enough of a date for you?"

Phillip shook his head and laughed, "Now I see you..." he started, "I don't think I ever wanna look away."

"...You got that from a book." "Sure did, Sugar." "Ugh. Men."

[jesteriajunovix]

Battleborn Ramble Before Bed. (No I will not be taking responsibility or criticism for anything I say in this post its 12 AM).

Sometimes I just put on battleborn voice lines in the background while I do stuff. It makes me think about what could've been...... Oh Orendi. Your annoyingly high-pitched voice and deeply 2016 voice lines will forever be left to the past.

Honestly lets talk about it. What if I lived in a world where they fleshed out Orendi and she had more traction in what would be a heightened battleborn fandom. Like she was kind of swaggin. I mean I'm already coping as hard as ever so I'll just say I REALLY REALLY wish I could grow more investment in this character through story and fanart. Like ya there are many other characters that fit her archetype better in present day while delivering more as a character already, but I feel like the character of Orendi is a dead chicken kind of just constantly rotting out of the corner of my eye. Like her design is cool. Her voice lines a lil cringe, but could be tempered with time and more story. She already had some stuff goin on with the other characters that seemed pretty cool.

Like it annoys me how overwatch killed this game considering how uninteresting recent overwatch characters have looked comparably. Its like comparing a Cybertruck to a Beetle Car almost.

Gearbox (Or Arc Games or whatever) and Blizzard both pretty shitty as companies so I won't argue anything on that between the two really.

Just specifically with the characters I feel like the fucky experimentation of battleborn was way more out there and less afraid to pull weird, but interesting punches that have been lost in overwatch due to like a shitty higher-up in staff cannibalizing another coworker or something and needing to cover it up by dangling keys via the Diversity Point giving Robots (Bosses/Managers) ability to hover over artist and tell them to make the most milk toast designs ever seen in FPS history, but with representation built in.

Not that anything is wrong with representation. Its just that an actual artist's and the abacus-fiddling dinosaur moneymen that are thinking of how to lay off and ruin more peoples lives at the company have different Ideas of representation and how it should be approached. One has soul and the other doesn't put simply.

"Oops! my anarchy Symbol"

Another thing that is more personal than it is critical is the fact that like..

Overwatch Character: "I am bathed in the sun of Ra!!! Death be up-"

I don't care being real. Like I get it. You're a cool mighty person on the side of good or "the syndicate" or you're homeless or your mentally disturbed or other by some dumb sci-fi research experiment shit. None of their lines I think i really fuck with, because the most fun they really have with it is maybe just a little cheekyness or other. It feels soft serve and generic marvel shit.

Battle Born Character: "Ew you're fucking poor. Kill yourself you FREAK!!! Your brokenness might rub off on me."

Lowkey I might be on some "Thing, Thing Japan" type timing, but with overwatch and battleborn. I just honestly feel like theres more heart when Marquis kills you and tells you to get your fuckin money up you POOR lowly InsIgnIfIcant weirdO AliEn FREAKAZOID.

Also Battleborns gameplay was more fun. It just had a confusing upgrade system that was actually pretty cool.

To end this ramble lets look at some more characters I wish had the time to get fleshed out and gain fandom momentum.

I love this corny nigga bro. Reminds me of like that one corny black coach/gym teacher you had in high school, but is still like a cool dude.

Marquis. Nough Said. He's a Poor Hating Robot made of gold with a silly lil sniper & he talks shit to you in a hammed-up German accent.....Literally perfect. Grow up.

Literally the most fun gameplay and across the board just cool as shit. If I had one criticism I wish he flew a little looser in game.

Proper British Representation. Tracer could never. I've seen at least 100 British people who look and sound exactly like this.

A lil more generic voiceline wise, but I like her energy and twang. More butch than any overwatch character I've seen. Lost Soldier.

Last, but not least I just want you to know the 7 other people wallowing in the ashes of the battleborn "Fandom" do not condone the words and actions of Ultra kid. Sick Fuck. I'm sorry and all the families affected you have our deepest condolences. We'll get through this.

[penrose42]

I just want to scream this into the void so badly but honestly I fucking love the Violence circle in ULTRAKILL. The aesthetics of Greco-Roman architecture highlighted only with blood splatters really brings home the weight of your actions, where normally it'd just blend into the background in the darker circles, especially Heresy, but then 7-2 is where shit really amps up when it turns into WWII era Britain, with tracers flying across the skybox and Earthmovers in the distance ominously choreographing it all. The percussion in 'Hear the Siren Song of Death' mimicking machine gun fire juxtaposed by the flowing melody makes it feel like a war and ballroom waltz happening simultaneously, and you're the most nimble ballerina in center stage, with the spotlight right on you. The Gutterman with its 'mother' poem driving home the idea that the robots are becoming more human the more blood they absorb, which was hinted with the Mindflayers all the way back in Lust. Then the fucking trees in 7-3, which traditionally were suicide victims in not only Dante's works but also the Norse mythos, they come to your aid as you feed them blood, the very same fuel source you and the other machines seek, almost as though they regain some aspect of their humanity as well after so long being dormant. How do they repay you? Simple, they stop an Earthmover in its tracks in 7-4, allowing you to easily climb up, scale it's chassis city, take down anything in your path while you destroy it's defenses system, and finally destroy it's CPU in a blaze of defiant glory where you take down the affrontment to God himself, something no human or machine was able to do for centuries. Your purpose, your reason for existing, now realized and fulfilled, and now you seek to set ruin to Fraud and Treachery with no regard, no reflection on your acts or what that all meant or implied because you're a robot just doing what you were built to do. This is your nature. You were built to end the war but your battle continues regardless and will not cease until Hell is empty.

What I'm trying to say is goddamn ULTRAKILL is so fucking good.

[enderwolf91]

overwatch x mha collab and juno is getting a legendary skin before venture... 🙂 this is a but of a long one chat

I'm a fucking nerd when it comes to mha, I know the plot forwards and backwards, all the characters inside and out (and yes, practically all of the characters), I've read the manga and watched the anime in both sub and dub multiple times. I'm a nerd for my her academia.

I lowkey kinda predicted this collab when I was thinking about what the next anime collab overwatch was gonna do, and my top two were My Hero Academia and Jujutsu Kaisen.

All this being said, the skins look good. Genuinely, they look incredible and it'll be jarring to see Shigaraki and All Might in my games.

Reinhardt is getting his 3rd collab skin in 3 months, on top of his weapon mythic skin (I hope they chill on the Reinhardt skins after this collab cause there are other tanks who need love too. ie Winston, Ball, Zarya).

Kiriko is getting another legendary skin on top of getting skins every season, including this current season (This I have such major beef with. I know she's easy to make skins for, and those skins look good but out the focus you out into making those skins into skins for other heroes, Blizzard).

Reaper is getting a collab skin the same season he got his mythic skin (which I don't have a big problem with cause he hasn't been getting much recently).

Juno is getting a legendary skin before Venture does... months before Venture gets a skin that isn't even confirmed to be legendary and for all we know could be an epic or lower tier. Juno has the same body type as Kiriko, as does Dva and Mercy mind do who also get a lot of skins, so they're easy to make skins for, put that energy used for making them skins into figuring out good skin for other heroes.

I promise you, Blizzard, the skinny girls and picture perfect boys can have a break for a season or two from playing dress up, give your other dolls a chance to play and you'll find another pool of fans enjoying the game. Be inclusive, stop giving us the same five heroes with different outfits just because they're easier to dress up when you have 35 other heroes who want to play. You tailor the clothes, sew them onto other heroes and you'll find new and more profits.

I don't know what to say about Tracer other than, to me, the Deku skin looks... off. Like they really forced the skin onto Tracer when it didn't fit. Personally, I think Deku could've fit Venture. They have similar hair and body builds (Deku is a bit smaller but it's better than trying to fit a muscular, masculine body onto a petite, skinny girl). Plus then Juno and Venture would be getting legendary skins at the same time, so then Blizzard wouldn't be getting riots for the fact that Juno is getting a skin before Venture.

Also, this collab is gonna be gooner bait. My Hero Academia and Overwatch? They're like the two biggest 3D p*rn producers and they're coming cumming together? Lord have mercy it's gonna break p*rnhub with the degenerates

[lovedrruunk]

What TikToks I think overwatch characters would post pt 2! (>ᴗ•) !

Part 1 !

Rein, don’t know if u guys know that liver king guy but he’s literally just rein if he took steroids. Posts tons of like gym core/culture videos yk BUT HES ONE OF THE GOOD ONES!!! Ppl in the community love him bc of how positive he is even though he’d give rlly bad advice “EATING THIS RAW TESTICLE INCREASED MY TESTOSTERONE LEVELS BY 9%!!!!”

D.va, this can go 2 ways. #1 in all her Korean celebrity realness posts vids doing trendy dances while using crazy whitening filters and doing aegyo. #2 goes by a fake name and trolls the fuck out of people. D.va being a hater is such a strong head canon of mine like I love her being a toxic bitch like yes slay or whatever so relatable! Replies to streamers she secretly hates like “Wow your mom’s basement looks so clean!” “My left toe can get better plays.” “Bet even your keyboard hates being touched by you.” basically meowbah or wtv her name was but less weird more cunty

Ana, she replies to reins TikTok’s telling his followers NOT to do anything he says, but other than that I can see her posting cooking vids (as every Arab mom does) but she’ll be talking sweetly in English and then suddenly start cussing something out in Arabic and it’ll be so off topic and it’s rlly funny “and then you add 1 cup of flour! ‘I told my lazyass lgbtqia daughter to pick up some earlier but of fucking course she chose to disappoint me again. Ever since the day I birthed her she has been disappointing me over and over again.’ A pinch of salt!”

Hanzo, DEPRESSION CORE SLIDESHOWS LMAOOO some “when the nice guy loses his patience… the devil shivers.” ass shit, bio is probs something stupid like “family betray, women cheat, Hennessy cures.”

Ashe, CONTROVERSIAL QUEEN !!! People forget she’s southern like please you cannot tell me she doesn’t have some crazyass takes. Will post borderline ragebait in like her car or something. “My gun identifies as a PLUNGER. Beat that Biden.” “BIDEN CANT TAKE MY GUNS, I KEEP THEM UPSTAIRS!!!” “Bidens oldass will probably find a way to outlive my OMNIC butler.” She’ll say all this stupid shit with a straight face and I just think that’s so funny. On rare occasions she’ll actually have a rlly good progressive take and ppl will be like okay hold up let her cook…

Tracer, kinda like junkrat where she's only famous cuz ppl lowk make fun of her and she hasn't caught on yet... I LOVEEEE Tracer she's my fav character but CMONNNN "Cheers love!" SHES NOT SURVIVING TIKTOK!!! ppl in the comments will be mocking her accent and she'll just think they're british too... ppl make fun of her NOT cuz they hate her but because she's just ummm eccentric that's the world plus she's british so that's rlly the only reason why ppl make fun of her like not in a mean way but just for funsies yk...

Pharah, being arab and being a lesbian I am 100% qualified to say this but she's such a fucking lesbo ykwim like 'hey mamas' type, she's also really whitewashed like thinks shes a white stud or something. Ellie Williams wannabe makes thirst traps in stained white wife beaters and expects every lesbian in a 100 mile radius to want her (they dont). Thinks playing basketball makes her the shit and she's just rlly desperate and lame. horny on main. Ana found one of her thirst traps once and it led to a really awkward convo

Kiriko, she's only there to post cute videos of her adventures with her gang and fox like shes just there to have a good time ykwim. And she's like popular bc all her fans r girls and her vlogs and stuff r just so nice to watch plus she's funny and rlly cool!

Baptiste, the anti-andrew tate. Hes so attractive and like confident that people can't help but like him ykwim like he makes little straight boys piss their pants with his bazillion level aura. He'll just post a random vid in his car maybe eating chipotle or something and he'll have men and women alike confessing their love for him in the comments. Lesbians love him.

Any character I haven't mentioned i just can't see posting or having tiktok!

[hanktalkin]

Why it's frustrating to be a fan of hero-based games (as opposed to most other forms of character driven stories)

Is that they rely on constantly coming out with new characters. The phenomenon is pretty much consistent across Valorant, Overwatch, Apex, Dead by Daylight, whatever the fuck is going on with DOTA2-

Wait hold on I just looked at something.

christ in hell

Anyway, what happens is there are a handful of characters at launch. When a new hero gets announced, there's a media rollout for them, often a trailer, at least a paragraph or two dedicated to their lore. They're the talk of the town for their fifteen minutes, but then the cycle moves on, and it's somebody new on the front page of the magazines. But...what if you really liked that new character? Or, god forbid, what if you really liked someone from the original roster, who might have never gotten their day in the sun?

In the writer's room, the solution to the ever expanding cast of characters is to pick a few "main" characters out of the lineup and run with that, focusing merch, promo material, and any other capital S Story content on just them. Which is how most stories work—a few main and many side characters—but it stings in a hero-based game because...those are all main characters. Those are all part of the roster, characters equally likely to be picked up by a player and chosen as their main. And if you get attached to someone who isn't the writer's fav? Fuck you, another Tracer comic.

Which is what makes Team Fortress so frustrating. Because you only have nine of them, you literally are in the perfect position not to fall into this trap. Instead of expanding its roster with every update, TF2 adds weapons, which should mean every character gets their flowers, but somehow Soldier is still the Main Character of Team Fortress (even moreso than Heavy, guy whose face is on the box).

It's especially egregious in the TFComics, where Soldier, Spy, and Scout become the (emotional if not narrative) core of the story and the other six guys on the team can go to hell. Speaking of narrative, they clearly had enough space in the story to center more characters, because they went ahead and made the actual movers and shakers Pauling, Hale, and Admin. You know. Those "minor characters" I mentioned at the start, the people who aren't even in the game yet still were worth cutting your other six guys?

In short, TF2 had everything it needed for its supplementary material to be a good and enjoyable companion to the game, and still tripped and fell into a pit of spikes.

[docholligay]

I've run into two voice lines recently in Overwatch I thought you might enjoy!

Pharah: If you ever need help, just fly to me, Angela

Mercy: [giggling] Ahh, my 'hero'. You're like my knight in flying armor.

Pharah: That's what I'm going for.

Annnnd

D.Va: How can you be good at shooting in real life but so bad in games?

Tracer: Mm. It's not the same thing I guess

D.Va: [sigh] It's lonely at the top

Tracer: I could beat you at the cooking games tho

I DO love this, number one what a pair of fucking corny losers Angela and Fareeha are, which, I know in my heart that they are two of the most deeply uncool fucking LL Bean swimsuit wearing middle aged mom lesbians on the planet. This is so accurate. Fareeha has been thinking about this for weeks and is like, 'Poetry.'

I do also think Lena is probably bad at shooting games, BUT I KNOW SHE IS BAD AT COOKING GAMES. I think she's a pretty decent to good cook, actually, given coming from a large family that didn't have the ready cash for big takeout meals, and also given that I had her get one of her necessary two A levels in food studies*.

BUT.

BUT.

Cooking games aren't about cooking, they are about systemic and time management, and Lena, darling, from one hyperactive ADHD disaster to another AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHA. No, girl. You could not. Hana would whup your ASS.

*It comes up under "easiest A levels the RAF will accept" and I was like, 'Yeah that's my girl"

[animentality]

I'm sorry.

I'm just laughing over like... overwatch fans being mad at me for saying their game isn't that fucking great at queer rep.

it has TWO LGBT characters who were openly LGBT as SOON AS THEY WERE RELEASED.

that's fucking Lifeweaver, added to the game in 2023, and Venture-

a fucking nonbinary character who ISNT in the game yet.

do you understand why this is laughable?

overwatch has been around for 8 fucking years and it took a fucking sequel to force them to reveal characters were queer from the get go.

for the past 8 years, they've been queerbaiting mercy and pharah, while hocking how canon gency is, they have been teasing roadhog and junkrat, barely, and I guess.

if you MUST defend blizzard.

you can say well it's ok they did reveal tracer was a lesbian on Twitter and then they admitted soldier 76 was gay literally 3 years after he was released, and then they made pharah a lesbian and baptiste bisexual- literally 7 years after pharah was released and 4 years after Baptiste was.

yeah.

so progressive revealing that in random comics and lore bits that barely show up in game, if they ever do. and I haven't played overwatch in a while, because I have a high degree of respect for myself, but from what I fucking remember, soldier doesn't say shit about his boyfriend, if he even has one, tracer only makes a reference or two to Emily, who might as well be her sister with how mild it was.

and I vaguely recall Baptiste flirting with ana. and pharah as far as I know has never ever said anything about all the hot chicks she dates on the side.

and that's it.

that's your amazing queer rep.

you have two queer characters from the start who were not retroactively made gay, and one hasn't even been released yet.

good work, blizzard.

so revolutionary.

y'all know blizzard is an American company and gay marriage has been legal in the US since 2015?

whereas apex legends literally started OFF in 2019 openly stating hey this character is trans and this one is nonbinary and this one is gay and this one is a lesbian and these TWO literally hit on men and women- oh also the pansexual and nb PLAYABLE CHARACTERS are dating and they flirt and dote on each other in game-

but I'm getting flak from you weirdo blizzard fans who for some reason think blizzard is worth your devotion?

even if it was good at queer rep, I am not sure if fucking blizzard and OVERWATCH 2, one of the biggest monetary scams in all of gaming are the hills you want to die on.

but at least you'll be dead.

[starified-lizzy]

Sooooooooo

Good news good news,

The art tracer has been banned from the Funkadelix server at least (still in Phantom’s but if they keep this horseshit up, they won’t be for long)

How’d they get banned?

Well they decided to use @vrynnvryxivia ‘s reference of their au’s Soft!BF as a pfp

Without permission

And without credit.

I got fed up, told them to stop their shit (no I was not polite about it because clearly being civil with them doesn’t get through to them that what they’re doing is bad).

A few others joined in, including Vry, and we tossed them around like a goddamn salad spinner.

Here’s some screenshots as proof that they used Vry’s art w/o credit (y’all already know abt the traced stuff), and the argument that ensued, because apparently it was such an unreasonable ask for them to change their pfp or just credit Vry (Vry didn’t want them to use their art anyways, which is totally valid). Mind you, as well, this happened on the Funkadelix discord. That’s important due to something they say in the receipts.

Also, “Soft Monster” is the person who’s at fault btw if you didn’t know/couldn’t tell. /srs

The fact that they think crediting artists is a choice and doesn’t apply to them. The fact that it’s not common sense to them to just say “this was made by (insert artist’s name)”, or “I found this on (insert platform)” if they truly didn’t know who made it. THE FACT THAT THEIR REASONING FOR NOT CREDITING VRY WAS BECAUSE- In my server, I apparently didn’t *explicitly say* to credit ppl for the OG art they made that you use for ur pfp’s or share or whatever, which I didn’t think I HAD to considering it’s just common sense/decency to do so regardless. But guess what! FUNKADELIX IS NOT MY SERVER. They have different rules, and- as you now know- THEY HATE art stealers/tracers. I’ll let you in on a little secret; you originally had one more chance, but one of the mods got fed up with your bullshit that they banned you! Because you never fucking learn and they realized that!

Back to you not crediting Vry and trying to say it’s somehow *my fault* for not explicitly saying to “credit literally everyone who’s art you use for any reason or so help me” in *my server… which you are banned from… and has zero relations to the Funkadelix server..* Vry, who is the ONLY person who can (and will) dictate how *their* art can and can’t be used/credited, says to credit them. SO FUCKING CREDIT THEM. OR BETTER YET?

KEEP YOUR GRUBBY ASS HANDS OFF OF OUR SHIT. IF YOU’RE NOT GONNA FOLLOW OUR RULES/DIRECTIONS FOR HOW WE WANT OUR ART TO BE HANDLED- IF AT ALL, THEN DONT FUCKING TOUCH OUR SHIT. ITS NOT YOURS AND IT NEVER WILL BE.

Stop being an obsessive brat and get over yourself. You’re Not Special, You’re not quirky, and I’m done being civil with you since doing so CLEARLY doesn’t work in getting it through your thick fucking skull.

WHY is it SO HARD for you to

1) take accountability for your fucking actions

2) make your own fucking art *without* tracing/stealing

3) JUST CREDIT ARTISTS WITHOUT BITCHING ANOUT IT.

Anyways.

If you have someone named “theunicorngirl6109” in your discord server, watch out, cuz they’ll steal and trace your art and not give a shit, and COMPLAIN about getting called out.

Also a common Funkadelix moderator W, we love the Funkadelix mods in this household. Art tracers/stealers/non-creditors can completely fuck off for all I care.

[moira-mains-go-to-hell]

NSFW Overwatch Women Headcannons and Drabbles Part Two

Warnings/ Mentions: Bondage, Breeding Kink, Cum filled Strap on, Shower Sex, Cougars, a very uncomfortable stand off with Pharah, Wax/ Temperature play, Breath play, Hair Pulling, voyeurism, guided masturbation, experimentalism

Includes: Brigitte, Zarya, Mei, Ana, Sojourn, Sombra, Tracer and Symettra

Brigitte

Top, submissive. Does not like control.

Loves to be tied up and taken care of. Enjoys the size difference between the two of you. The fact that she literally bench presses your weight and more, but you bring her to her knees and make her beg to fuck you is such a big turn on for her

Breeding kink, she wants a big family. May not be able to give you one but she will sure fuck you like she can. She definitely has a cum strap that she begs to fuck you with.

You straddled her waist, book placed on her chest as her strap filled every inch of your pussy.

“If you keep moving it won’t get any better for you,” you glanced up at the larger woman, drinking in the pained look in her eyes as she struggled against her bindings.

“No more teasing, please! I was so good today,” her pleas made your chest feel warm. To hear her beg, just to please you, made any hardens you attempted to retain falter.

“Stop being cute, I’m trying to be mean,” you smirk down at her, closing the book and tossing it to the side. You undid the bonds around her wrists and immediately found yourself being flipped over, Brigitte’s form overshadowing your whole body.

“Don’t get too excited, I can put you right back where you were. Now, be a good girl and cum inside me.”

Zarya

Stone Top, like pharah, not all that into dynamics.

Into shower sex. Y’all are work out buddies, it’s definite to happen post work out as a “cool down”

Very into body worship. Your pleasure comes first and 100% focuses on that.

“Slow down, we just finished back and chest, no need to be so rough,” you smile as your back hit the tiled shower wall, your lips immediately being taken captive by the Russian in front of you.

“I know, but I just can’t help myself, you know what you do to me,” her hands went to your thighs, picking you up like you where made of air. You wrapped your legs around the larger woman, your arms making their way around her neck.

“Make it quick, we need to be at a meeting in 20.”

“I only need 10.”

Mei

Bottom, submissive. You would think she is the perfect sun but no, she is definitely a brat, and the sneaky kind too.

She definitely loves riling you up in public, knowing you can’t do anything till you get somewhere private.

As ironic as it is, she likes temperature play. Wax and Ice are common favorites of hers.

“How’s my favorite scientist?” You entered the EcoPoint lab with wide arms and a smile.

“She’s good but could be better,” you didn’t catch the mischief in her grin as she approached you, returning your gesture. Once in your embrace, she pulls you close by your neck, “i could be better with you inside me.”

Her blatant brazenness caught you off guard, it always did, “Mei!” You let go of her, smacking her shoulder lightly, “we are at work!”

Ana

Switch, Vers. She has been on this earth way to long to be picky, she enjoys connection within it more than anything but is down for anything.

I feel like she would have been wild in her younger years. Very dominant and would probably have left you speechless, but has grown a lot more mellow with her age. Now, will she pull some shit that would make your eyes widen every now and then? Yes, but that is just her in general.

She is a Cougar. 1000%. She would definitely say something like “your youth reminds me of my vitality” or something. Very sweet and caring.

You had just wrapped up a great session with Ana, going down stairs to grab her some water and a snack. You where clad in a robe and your undergarments, just trying to achieve the goal.

You could hear shuffling from the kitchen, prompting you to grab a gun from the hall closet as you moved forward. Rounding the corner you found a woman, probably no older than you making tea.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Who the fuck are you?” You both drew your weapons and stood across from each other, “this is my apartment, how did you get in?”

“I was invited by my- no fucking way.”

“Oh shit… your Amari’s daughter? I- uh, you should go for like, 20 minutes.”

Sojourn

Top, Dominant. Her stamina is out of this fucking world.

Loves to pull hair, wraps it around her fist and pulls your head back.

Breath play. Lives for the way the color leaves your cheeks for a little bit.

You where face down, hips in the air as she drove her hips into yours.

“You are doing so well, let me hear you,” she ran her fingers through your hair, tugging your head up. The only noise to come from your mouth was a gritty moan, followed up with a shallow “yes.”

“That’s what I like to hear.”

Sombra

Switch-bottom leaning, vers. Likes to have fun when and where she can

Very much a voyeur. Facetimes you in the shower and is very blunt about her goals. Will text you if she hacks into your laptop, being a consensual perv.

Likes to take trips in public with remote vibrators, for the both of you. She makes a fucking game out of it.

From: Sombra

You know that outfit you picked out would look way better with the black turtle neck instead of the white.

You looked around the room and noticed your laptop camera blinking a light purple, signifying your girlfriend’s presence behind the screen. You gave a little wave to the camera and retrieved the aforementioned shirt.

“Better?” You picked up the rest of the outfit and held it against your form.

From: Sombra

Yes, now get to the show, I wanna see some ass.

Tracer

Switch-Top leaning, Vers-Dominant leaning.

Is extremely experimental. Loves to try new things.

Try’s to be mean and degrading but absolutely cannot.

“Love! Look what I brought home I thought we could try something new!” You watched from the couch as Lena pulled a variety of objects from the black bag she brought in.

“Lena, do you even know what those are for?”

“Nope, that’s the fun part isn’t it?” Her smile was so pure, but as she held up each item you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Yes, but if I’m the only one who knows what they do, I guess it will just be you in the swing, huh?”

“Wait this is a swing-“

Symettra

Stone Top, Dominant. I can see her bottoming, but I feel that she has a need for control that is unparalleled.

She has scienced hard light restraints to keep you from touching her. She will let you know when you can.

Like Sombra I feel like she is a voyeur, but like, not as down bad. Probably likes to watch you masturbate before she takes you, reminding you that not even you could make you feel as good as she does.

She sat on her knees at the end of your bed, soaking in the scene in front of her. Your legs where speed wide as you played with yourself, two fingers deep in your core as you attempted to make yourself cum.

“Please, baby, I need you. I can’t do it on my own,” a small grin grew on your dominant’s face as she made her way closer.

“Really? Because you where very emboldened to say otherwise earlier,” her hand cupped your cheek as she mocked your needy pleas.

“I lied! I need you so much, just please take care of me,” you would say anything to get her to cave, and she knew that, which is why she would take as much time as she wanted.

“I think you are doing just fine as of now, maybe in a couple more minutes.”

[whoiwanttoday]

It is June, in case you didn't notice, and June is Pride Month. This one has a darker tone than last years because the world is lashing out at our queer friends and that is awful. I don't tend to speak in absolutes very often because I am of the belief that the internet is a machine that is designed to strip everything of context and nuance and boil things down to worthless, easily digestible little bites, but I will speak in absolutes here. If you have a problem with anyone on the LGBTQ+ spectrum because they are LGBTQ+ you are a bad person. It is not a problem with them, it is a problem with you, and you can go straight to hell. I don't care what your reasons are because what you take issue with is an immutable characteristic of a person, it is who they are thus you are awful. I don't think I'll get a lot of blow back here because this is tumblr but I just want to make that clear. And I know about the only community that will take issue with this that has any sort of purchase on tumblr are the TERFs so I want to be 100% clear I mean you too, you hateful fuckheads. I will stand by the trans people on this site and elsewhere and I promise you I am more than willing to die on that hill. There are a lot of ideas and thoughts I will entertain and engage with you on but I will not tolerate or even discuss the degradation, dehumanization, and intimidation of my friends. So because this is Pride I thought why not do some posts for my queer friends. People who are important to me who need to know they are loved and valued. Thus I am starting with my friend Kat, who has to my knowledge been lucky and not faced a ton of blowback in her life based on her sexuality. Still, there are forces in the world that want her to know they think she is less than so it is important to provide a voice that says the opposite. I don’t think her gayness is acceptable, or passable, or something I am fine with, I think it is a fantastic part of her. Is it all she is? Of course not. But it is something she is and makes up a part of the whole that is Kat and it is a thing she has always been and thus is inseparable from the being that is Kat and Kat is wonderful, so it is a part of her I love because she wouldn’t be her without it. So I am posting Jessica Nigri because @kat-eleven luuuuuuuuuuuvs Jessica Nigri. She sorta tries to deny it sometimes but here is the true history of Kat and Jessica Nigri. She once told me she wasn't that into Jessica Nigri, Jessica Nigri didn't really do it for her. She told me this quite a few times which is a weird thing to keep bringing up but is actually a thing a lot of people do with their crushes. Then a pattern emerged where she would send me a reblog of mine and go, "Whoa, this girl is super hot". I would then inform her that said hot person was Jessica Nigri, who Kat claimed to not be into. This kept happening again and again until finally Kat admitted that Jessica Nigri dressed as Tracer was one of her favorite things ever. So I have included that pic in here. As well as one where Jessica Nigri is cosplaying as a male character because the other thing I noticed is all the times Kat would note, "Wow, she looks so good here," it was when Jessica Nigri was cosplaying as a male character. Because she is really into it when Jessica Nigri looks like a boy, so I made sure there is one here where she looks just like a boy and to steal a friend's joke, I will say, "And what a boy. Look at the size of those pecs!" So there you go, happy pride, today I want to fuck Jessica Nigri.