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@divaline-blog
starter call maybe?
dabs i haven’t been here in like a month.
—— && she is a protector.
independent pharah of overwatch, as penned by tiffany.
think i might drop d*va as a muse. i’m used to darker-themed characters, and i’m really just not feeling it for her.
ucljat
A sigh in defeat.
“If it were so simple. No, Hana, I’m just out of line.”
“ okay, maybe i was being a bit of an ass -- so if you wanna talk or anything, i’ll lend an ear. ”
“You can trust me.”
four words.
she’s tense – all too tense, shoulders pressed firm against her body, hands clenched together in her lap, lips drawn back in a thin line, brow furrowed deep into her forehead. she’s never liked showing this side of herself ( hates showing weakness, sadness, vulnerability ), and angela is all too patient with her. annoying. annoying. 짜증나.
“ i said i’m fine, angie, ” she speaks in a trembling voice ( she realizes speaking was a terrible idea, as she wills herself not to start balling on the spot ) as she begins to stand. she’ll deal with this on her own. she turns. && she leaves.
waelcyrgen
@divaline ❤’d!
“Ah, Hana! I watched your last stream. I think I’m getting old, I don’t know what all these acronyms stand for.”
Taking an interest in their merry band of misfits was something she tried to do (when time allowed for it) despite the little experience she had when it came to Hana’s hobbies. Someone needed to, she thought - Angela remembered fondly her time when she was Hana’s age, how lonely things could get when there was no one around but grizzled soldiers and bitter veterans.
She was young, too young to be involved in something like this. Angela knew that much.
Yet, she made no attempt to treat her like a child - she was a fighter, a brave heart just as strong as any the doctor had known before her, and that deserved respect. Lips curled into a smile, she did her best to appear as if she had any idea about the games the other played.
“You’ll have to teach me how to play sometime, okay?”
“ 그래? i didn’t know you were interested in video games -- or my streams, for that matter! ” a grin spreads across her cheeks, eyes beaming almost.
there’s a strange pride that fills her when she learns of a colleague’s curiosity in her hobby -- it’s not often you get to speak about ' CHILD’S GAMES ’ when you’re on a battlefield, fighting for your LIFE. && the hours after they’ll spend after, replaying scenes in their heads -- she’s no exception, it’s draining.
admittedly, the first time she looked down and saw BLOOD staining her hands, body tensed with terror, before she realized it was simply her bare, clean hands, she thought herself pathetic. she had learned, quickly, she wasn’t alone, when she heard pained groans at night, and saw tense soldiers at morn.
when her equipment had finally arrived to the bunker, she had locked herself in her room for hours -- just playing. there was no streams, just games. no one questioned it.
“ you’d really like to learn? i think i have the perfect game for you then! have you heard of dark souls three? ” oh, now her grin’s just sinister.
ghostling.
Four Word . Prompts
“Please, come with me.”
“You’re always number one.”
“I can’t do this.”
“I won’t let you.”
“Maybe I’m just crazy.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
“Honestly, just stop it.”
“I believe in you.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
“Who were you with?”
“Please talk to me.”
“I can’t trust you.”
“I need you, though.”
“Don’t be fucking rude.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“So, it was you.”
“I need to go.”
“Just stay with me.”
“You can trust me.”
“Alright, I love you.”
“I’m sorry, but no.”
“Will you help me?”
“You’re a terrible cook.”
“Can you shut up!?”
“You love me, right?”
“I really need you.”
“I don’t love you.”
“I’m not doing this.”
“I really need you.”
“You don’t want me.”
“Let me help you.”
“You’re such a bitch.”
“I can’t do this.”
“You think you’re funny?”
“Hey, I said stop!”
“Will you marry me?”
“Wanna go out sometime?”
“I don’t want this.”
“You always this quiet?”
“Are you fucking insane!?”
“I don’t want you.”
“I’m not wearing that.”
“Sorry, were you sleeping?”
“This was never right.”
“You look really tired.”
“I’m out of here.”
“You need to go.”
3. hair ruffle. :^)
for a moment, she is startled – a hand tousles her hair and it’s just after the heat of battle. she tenses, stills, before muscles relax and shoulders slump. eyes become alight when they look at a red visor, grin spreading from ear to ear. it’s not often you get praised by the STRIKE COMMANDER – often it is mei or pharah that offers words of appraisal. before, her body had ached with exhaustion ; now she stands with a bounce to her feet.
“ thanks! you didn’t do so bad yourself, commander! ”
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tiff ur so cute i die
yes but consider this............... ur cuter (;
check out your local asian loser.
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kiss kiss fall in who the fuck are you
she freezes, lips against her forehead, of a girl whose barely any taller than her. the corners of her mouth pulls back into a grimace, as she dramatically pushes lisa away. she stares, and stares, and stares, face contorting into more mock && playful distaste by the moment. then eyes go WIDE, like she’s made a realization. arms come up and she shields her body, turning away.
“ oh my GOD -- are you trying to make me your dom or something?? or infect me with your BDSM stuff? ” it’s a teasing tone.
cupping the whiskered cheeks of the precious lapin- mei's hands gently bent at the wrist to tilt her head downwards, kissing the top of hana's head. "stay safe, 妹妹 (little sister), you still have that boss level to help me through."
a grin spreads across her cheeks, hands on her hips as she puffs out her chest – proudly, almost. “ you don’t need to worry about me, 언니. i’ll be back before you realize i was even gone! ” she chirps -- arms wrap around a chubby figure in a hug, chin resting on her shoulder. she’d be gone for two or three weeks, stationed away somewhere in sourthern Asia, due to apparent reports of omnic attacks. it was nothing dangerous. “ but you don’t need me to beat that boss! i know you can do it without me. ”
satyavswani
@divaline
Everything felt strange. The world had been flipped upside down and Satya couldn’t remember anything. Her head was throbbing; she opened her eyes. After focusing for a bit to recover from dizziness, she rubbed her head and sat up a bit.
“ Ouch… “ She whispered.
head POUNDING when she rises, fingers pressed against her temples. a groan leaves her lips and a swear under her breath. the last time she felt such a terrible headache, it was her eighteenth birthday -- followed by a raging hangover. she falls back and huffs. perhaps she would stay in bed for the day.
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" HEY! put your hands up! BANG! i thought you were going to be a challenge! ”
selective && private HANA SONG of Overwatch penned by tiffany. established august 22nd, 2016