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A little something I’ve been working on
Well! This has had a sudden surge in notes today, so ah. Hm! Hmmmmmm. Mmmmh? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
You are always beautiful, my wonderous lighting strike. But this is very becoming of you~
We are not alive | Overwatch OH GOD MY HEART
fizkult-privet:
Can come over and look? Reap-Gabe-whatever he’s called now was offended by gym clothes and made whole new outfits appear.
….No, no, that’s okay. If it comes from Jesse’s Dad, it’s probably fine. He might be a melodramatic edgelord, but he’s got style.
Damnit. There go all my plans. I was gonna put you in a dreeeessssssss. It was gonna be gorgeousssssss…. I probably would have cried real tears at how beautiful you looked. I would have written a thirst report about it!
Now what am I gonna do?
Jamison, honestly. Miss Zaryanova here, while I’m sure would look lovely on a dress, I think would do wonderfully in a suit instead~
Come look and put in something nice that I already own??? Did not say help was not appreciated, just that mall is not necessary.
…would be more comfortable in pants though, yes. Maybe nice blouse?
I would be most delighted to assist you, Miss Zaryanova. I can be there shortly.
fizkult-privet:
Can come over and look? Reap-Gabe-whatever he’s called now was offended by gym clothes and made whole new outfits appear.
….No, no, that’s okay. If it comes from Jesse’s Dad, it’s probably fine. He might be a melodramatic edgelord, but he’s got style.
Damnit. There go all my plans. I was gonna put you in a dreeeessssssss. It was gonna be gorgeousssssss…. I probably would have cried real tears at how beautiful you looked. I would have written a thirst report about it!
Now what am I gonna do?
Jamison, honestly. Miss Zaryanova here, while I'm sure would look lovely on a dress, I think would do wonderfully in a suit instead~
BOLD all that apply!
ERA AESTHETICS *!
MEDIEVAL. tired eyes. coffee stains on the table. listening to the bustle of the city. unmade beds. loose ponytails. sunlight seeping through the curtains. chapped lips. walking barefoot across the floorboards. dusty dictionaries. black and white reruns. huge sweaters. the ticking of the clock. hearing birds in the morning. fireplaces. falling asleep during class.
RENAISSANCE. freckles. the sun rising. watching the sea. taking shots of the city. historical museums. bright eyes. looking up at the clouds. walls covered in artworks. drawing in the middle of lessons. tracing your fingers on the sand. painting for hours. staying in uncrowded coffee-shops. worn paperbacks. messy braids. going to bed with your socks on.
BAROQUE. dark hair. a little sophisticated. always observing the world around you. intricate designs. high ceilings. extravagant musical pieces. dim lights. colourless photographs. fancy furniture. pale skin. hearing soft footfalls coming from outside the room. mischievous looks. bitten nails. candlelight dinners. dark shades of lipstick.
CLASSICAL. chandeliers. the clinking of a teacup. laced clothing. modern architecture. light hair. watching the view from the terrace. hidden birthmarks. drinking tea in the morning. wandering about in an empty building. botanical gardens. old films. ancient marble sculptures. expensive perfume. breakfasts in bed. reading about mythology.
ROMANTIC. compassion. short writings on scraps of paper. blushed cheeks. a bouquet of roses. reading collections of poetry late at night. loose hair. carpeted floors. attending operas. faint music playing in the background. staying under the covers until midday. the night sky. streetlights. picking flowers. dancing around in silk dresses. scented candles.
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Me as well what, darling you have to be specific.
Unable to sleep. It seems my recharging cycle has been less... smooth lately. Perhaps due to worry.
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Junkrat didn’t know much about the whole Mondatta situation, but he knew enough to know that that’s the name of Zenyatta’s dead brother. And since Mondatta was not likely to be getting any less dead any time soon…
“Fuck, where’s Zenyatta?” he mumbled to himself, scratching his head as he glanced around. Zenyatta would probably know what was going on, and why there was a small child claiming to belong to a dead robot hanging around. Maybe he got shipped out from the Shamaladingdong temple to join Zen?
Hell. He’d look for Zenyatta later. Right now he had a small child to deal with.
“Athena’s in the walls, not the roof,” Junkrat absently corrected as he crouched down to be eye-level with the child. “That’s why you hear her all over.”
He paused, cocking his head to the side to look down at his arm and peg, considering them. “Yeah, pretty bonzer, huh? Made ‘em meself.”
The sound of his name makes him perk up, eyes meeting Junkrat’s. “I am Zenyatta... unless you are looking for a different Zenyatta?” he asks. “I did not think it was a common name”.
Zen smiles softly, a little thing that’s sweet and honest. “I was close. She is nice, though. She told me that I was safe here, and that I would be taken care of until things were sorted out”. He says this simply. “Are you here to take care of me until then, sir?”
A hand goes out to touch, curious, but it stops in mid-air, before returning to the broom. “I... do not know ‘bonzer’. But they are wonderful. Very unique. You must be very skilled to make something like that”.
👦 -(itsfoolproof)
Send 👦to meet my muse as a child!
Let it never be said that Zenyatta didn’t enjoy being useful. Even in this mysterious place, full of people he doesn’t really know (and sometimes they talk a little too fast- his conversational English is good, but not that good), he strives to uphold the politeness and morals his brother has taught him.
So the 9-year-old finds a broom and starts sweeping out the entrances, singing the song he hears in the temples of his home. It’s a chore he does there, and so it’s familiar enough.
Until the song inevitably catches someone’s attention.
The boy pauses, and brown eyes dip to the ground. He has been told before he gets too caught up in himself. Zen bows, a little. “I am sorry if I was too loud. I did not mean to disturb you…”
“Whose child are you?” Junkrat blurted out the instant Zenyatta acknowledged him, completely ignoring the comment about Zenyatta singing too loud. Junkrat’s interest wasn’t in the singing or its volume or anything like that. It was just that there was a small child in the base without a parent. Who did it belong too?
Not one of the others, he was pretty sure. None of them had kids. Well, Ana had a kid, but Fareeha was a grown adult, so he was pretty sure that this particular child did not belong to Ana.
It could belong to Ana.
But probably doesn’t.
He’s a slight little thing, skinny and long. Brown skin, shaved head, and simply dressed. Gripping the broom in his hands a little tighter, it takes a moment for the words to register. “...My guardian is Tekhartha Mondatta. My birth parents are gone”, he replies, dutifully. “I know this is not my home, but the AI in the roof told me I am safe. So I am helping until he comes to retrieve me”.
A little nod, as if to affirm he’d said that right. Zenyatta blinks at him. “...Your pros... prosthesis are very interesting”. And then a realization that might be rude, to point out. He falls into silence again.
👦 -(itsfoolproof)
Send 👦to meet my muse as a child!
Let it never be said that Zenyatta didn’t enjoy being useful. Even in this mysterious place, full of people he doesn’t really know (and sometimes they talk a little too fast- his conversational English is good, but not that good), he strives to uphold the politeness and morals his brother has taught him.
So the 9-year-old finds a broom and starts sweeping out the entrances, singing the song he hears in the temples of his home. It’s a chore he does there, and so it’s familiar enough.
Until the song inevitably catches someone’s attention.
The boy pauses, and brown eyes dip to the ground. He has been told before he gets too caught up in himself. Zen bows, a little. “I am sorry if I was too loud. I did not mean to disturb you...”
Send 👦to meet my muse as a child!
((For some reason this one spoke to me. Give me an age bracket and I’ll make something out of it.))
For Ji, the Harlequin, Calaglin, and/or Caladhel–please specify the character. I send asks in return.
Sunshine may be yellow. Stormclouds may be grey. But it only takes a smile from you, my dearest wildfire, to blow me away.
lkgjdfak;lsd jdfa;lksjfcenidfkdas; jf WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? ZENYATTA WHAT IS THIS? JESUS CHRIST SHUT UP.
Poro is adorable! Is poro! Poros tend to be adorable. Are very warm and snuggly and radiate love too! Is currently poro hat. Is on her head! Is snuggly. Is also a good match because together they are like a hundred percent more adorable. Probably. Poros are not good at math! Are good at being poros though, which is good because poro is poro!
I’ve learnt some things today.
1. I have a great hat.2. The hat likes to snuggle.3. It’s from one of my best friend’s games.4. We’ve increased our adorable factor, like, exponentially.
Try not to take pics, I know we’re very cute.
(Is this a pet, can I keep this, holy shit.)
When do I get to be a hat?
There is room upon my head, if you wish~
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