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My favorite overwatch ships

(Please note that if you think any of these should rot in the pits of hell and these characters belong with someone else, that’s perfectly fine. Just carry on)

- Meihem (Junkrat/Mei)

- Zarmei (Zarya/Mei)

- Pharmercy (Pharah/Mercy)

- Mcgenji (McCree/Genji)

- Reaper76 (Reaper/Soldier 76)

- Anahardt (Ana/Reinhardt)

Edit:

- Moicy (Mercy/Moira)

Please don’t come for my head

#overwatch #overwatch ship #overwatch ships #meihem #mcgenji #pharmercy #anahardt #zarmei #reaper76

Starscream and Knockout have a little spat.

#transformers #transformers prime #starscream #tfp #knockout #megatron #tfp megatron #oh and hes rude #decepticons

Smokescreen: What time is it?

Wheeljack: Dunno. Pass me that trombone and I’ll find out.

Wheeljack: *blows trombone loudly*

Ratchet: WHO IN THE NAME OF PRIMUS IS PLAYING A TROMBONE AT 2 AM?!

#transformers #transformers prime #tfp wheeljack #tfp smokescreen #tfp #incorrect transformers quotes #tfp ratchet

I found some tfp sketches while going through storage

#transformers #transformers prime #optimus prime #ratchet #tfp bumblebee #maccadam #tfp arcee #tfp bulkhead #tfp smokescreen

#cells at work #u 1146 #ae3803 #killer t cell #nk cell #eosinophil #basophil #platelets #u 4989 #u 2048 #u 2626 #harataku saibou

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THIS! Look at Corvus looking at Opeli - don’t change my mind XD

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YES

Corvus x Opeli modern au

"you fell asleep on me on the train and I kinda dig it". Prompt from one-heck-of-a-guy-amiright

Opeli never liked taking public transportation. It was cramped and she might as well leave her personal space bubble at home. And she always seemed to land a middle seat. Just peachy.

She got lost in her thoughts and in the midst of the background noise, almost didn’t notice the new passenger plopping down on her left. She felt the urge to silently groan about losing another foot and a half of space until she got a good look at them. A flash of surprise overtook her for a second.

It was Corvus.

Opeli vaguely knew him for being one of Amaya’s freelancers. It could easily be said that he didn’t seem to be up for conversation. He seemed so drained and exhausted, barely keeping his eyes open while his head slowly drooped downwards. He slumped into his seat, muttered something about Katolis terminal, and dozed off.

Better not disturb him, Opeli thought.

She went back to idly watching the other passengers around her. The train continued to jerk and stagger around the tracks as it usually did.

The train car abruptly swerved, and Corvus’ head landed on her shoulder. She froze.

How great.

He was murmuring something indecipherable while further settling his head on her shoulder and neck. The want to shove him off was obviously there, though some voice in the back of her mind advised against it. Her heartbeat was audible in her ears and she was aware of the sudden warmth of her cheeks.

For the rest of the ride, Corvus was sound asleep. He clearly needed it. Not like she was complaining. She took the time to notice his idiosyncrasies, like how he smiled while muttering about baking jelly tarts for the governor’s son, Ezran. It was one of the first times she saw somebody truly at ease, and found it to be kind of cute. When the conductor announced over the intercom that the next stop is Grand Katolis Terminal, she began to pack up her bag and reluctantly shook Corvus awake.

“Is Katolis Terminal your stop?” she asked.

He groggily jerked awake.

“Huh? Oh yeah, thank you.” His half-awake expression quickly shifted when he realized what he did.

“Shit, did I fall asleep on you?” he sheepishly questioned.

She nodded and couldn’t control the grin on her face when a characteristic red blossomed over his face out of embarrassment.

“I’m sorry about that,” he quickly apologized.

“It’s fine.”

They both stood together as the train pulled into the terminal. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Corvus scribbling on a slip of paper. She didn’t think much of it until he tried to stuff the snippet in her hand. She sharply turned her head to look at him.

“What’s this for?” she sharply whispered.

“Just read it, please.”

Out of sympathy, she obliged. She unfolded the crinkled piece of paper and read the messy scribble on it.

Can I have your number?

She switched from annoyance to surprise and just as quickly fished a pen out from her bag. Corvus hopefully watched as she swiftly wrote the numbers on the scrap. As the doors opened and the flood of people came in, she handed it back. The two stepped out of the train and just as they were about to part ways, Opeli swears she saw him mouth “Thank you” as he disappeared into the crowd.