There’s this voice line in the game where Junkrat goes. “All better! Or … you know.” This is what I get from it. ‘Everything’s OK, but it can never be fully OK.’
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There’s this voice line in the game where Junkrat goes. “All better! Or … you know.” This is what I get from it. ‘Everything’s OK, but it can never be fully OK.’
Roadhog dealing with Junkrat’s gangrene-ridden limbs just days after Junkrat hired him.
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❝ Oi did? Well color me impressed, mate. The only thing Oi’m famous for’s blowin’ shit up. ❞ The compliments of his prosthetics were responded with a nod of his head & a cheeky little smile. He continued to listen, only to perk up a bit at his last question. ❝ Well ya see here, Oi’ve ran away from the coppers more toimes than Oi’ve really been in trouble for. ‘S loike they see me n’ they just figah ‘oi, that bloke looks like a shady lot, we better give ‘im a hard toime’. ‘S not a huge deal, though, Oi mean, not to me, any way. ❞ He shook his head and waved a hand dismissively. It wasn’t a totally big deal to him that cops were always up his ass. He had Hog, so it’s not like he couldn’t make an escape easily. He did some times go off on his own now & then, though, like right now. It was these times where he laid a little low, rustled some grub, hustled people. It wasn’t as fun as when he had Roadhog as leeway though, but it was whatever.
junkrat gettin shitfaced and comin home late and roadhog’s just R: “youre pissfaced drunk” J: “no im not” R: “tell the time, then” J: *turns to the nearest clock, wagging finger* “im not fuckin drunk”
He cant stay clean , not even for five seconds
❝ Aha... Mate, you think a goon loike me’s ‘bout to be sneakin’ ‘round some food joint? Oi got one left foot. Oi’d say two, but, well, yanno. ❞
He glanced to the arrow offered out to him, gently taking it & eyeballing the arrow. Quite the weapon. He couldn’t imagine how this baby’d nail someone at high speeds. It would be an interesting result, for sure. Though if it didn’t explode, it didn’t hold his attention for too long. He handed it back after he got his fill.
❝ She’s a beaut, definitely. Oi bet if ya wired some explosives to the stock ‘er somethin’, ya’d get a pretty noice display a’ some good ol’ fashioned giblet soup! ❞
Inquiring about himself? That was a first. He never considered himself too much special. Just another shitbag to roll out of Junkertown. Though, he supposed with his knowledge of certain things regarding the omnium, he was a more or less a targeted figure.
❝ Well, shoot, I ain’t anythin’ that interestin’. Just like any other Aussie after the fallout. I mean, I threw together me own prosthetics, n’ I made my own explosives n’ other shit from scratch. But I mean if you walked outta Junkertown, so did you. ❞
His eyes soon settled on the truck & the person who sat on top the truck & he scoffed.
❝ It’s not loike ya find grub that ain’t someone else’s own spillin’s every day, mate. ❞
Junkrat approached the truck, another hand digging about the bag for another chip. The little fright he had moments ago left him standing fairly straight. Truth be told, he didn’t hunch over all the time, it was mostly when he sat down or ran. He walked up & leaned against one side of the hood, glancing up to the man atop. His eyes shifted to the half empty bag, then to him, & the process repeated a moment. He popped the chip that’d been in his hand for a moment into his mouth, before offering the other a couple from the bag; raising the arm holding the chips up to him. It wasn’t usual for him to share, but he didn’t mind it should the opportunity roll around.
❝ Wassat ya workin’ on there? Got some fancy-shmancy lil’ darts for it, that’s for sure. ❞
junkrat from an extreme distance reblog if u agree
I’m in ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ for the things I haven’t got to ʏᴇᴛ I’m chomping at the ʙɪᴛ && my palms are getting ᴡᴇᴛ (art)
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Jamie finally finally scrounged together some grub; now seated in the crevice of the first of a three level building, legs partially dangling off the first floor’s overhang. It wasn’t easy, & it wasn’t much, but it was something. That was all it had to be. All it was, was some barbecue-flavored potato chips. Not the healthiest thing, but for someone with his build, he could probably use the extra calories.
SHNK !!
That was a bloody arrow just a couple inches from his head. He seemed shocked at first, then leaned in & gave its stock a little flick with a greasy finger to hear its diving board-eqsue wobble. Wasting not time, he looked about before hopping himself off the establishment, landing on his feet & digging into the bag in the other hand for another potato chip.
❝ Oi! Who’s the rude FUCKA’ disruptin’ me lunch?! ❞
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headcanon prompts i guess
EATING HABITS
What is their concept of ‘healthy eating’ and, by their standards, do they eat healthily?
If not, is there a particular reason why? ie, can’t afford fresh food, don’t like vegetables, because it’s convienent?
How many meals do they eat/day? How often do they snack?
Favorite foods for various meals. Favourite desserts and snacks. Favourite drinks.
Do they drink alcohol, and if so: what type, how much, how often?
Do they drink caffeine, and if so: what type, how much, how often?
Food allergies? Do they eat food they are allergic to anyway?
Dietary restrictions? If so, are they medical, religious, or self-imposed?
If they had to eat only one food for the rest of their lives with no negative effects on their health, what would it be? (Consider taste, texture…)
If they had to give up one food for the rest of their lives, what would it be? (Not a food they already don’t eat.)
Food they would describe with the “better than sex” cliche.
Is dessert before supper ok?
As a child, did their parents make them ‘clear their plate’?
Do they have any eating disorders?
Thoughts on food touching?
Do they eat breakfast?
Do they eat standing up or do they sit?
How do they eat skittles/other small coloured candies? ie, do they sort them out first, eat them in a particular order, squish them first? One at a time or giant handfuls?
Do they eat with their hands or use utensils?
SLEEPING HABITS
Are they a night owl or an early bird?
Do they sleep enough?
Can they fall asleep anywhere? If not, what conditions do they need to fall asleep? ie darkness, bed, ambient noise.
When in bed, do they fall asleep on their tummy or their back or their side?
Do they wake up in that same position?
Any sleep disorders? If so, how do they deal with the issue/symptoms?
How many pillows and blankets do they have?
Do they sleep with a special stuffed animal or blanket or other comfort item?
Do they talk during their sleep, or snore, or kick?
Do they sleepwalk & if so, how bad is it?
Do they dream? Are their dreams good, bad, just plain weird, or prophetic? Do they remember their dreams when they wake up? Do they keep a dream journal?
BATHROOM/HYGIENE HABITS
Do they use public restrooms freely or only when absolutely necessary?
TP: under or over?
Do they prefer baths or showers? What temperature do they like their water? How long do they take, and how much of that time is actually spent washing?
Do they sing in the shower?
How do they keep their teeth clean?
How do they pamper themselves? ie, long bubble baths etc.
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