Everyone dies.

Independent Ana Amari from Overwatch. Selective Please read rules before interacting. Tracking Tag 'Qunas'.

[qunas-blog]

‘ this place is going up in flames and we watch and we wait. ‘

@gayvalry

Ana huffed as if amused, faint tinges of mirth eclipsed by the sheer sigh that escaped her lips afterwards. Overwatch had started to burn long ago but nobody, not even Ana, had seen the first signs of the fire nor the smoke that began to rise until it was an inferno that engulfed them all.

“Do you think we could have prevented this, Jesse?“ Ana mused, her voice lacking her usual emotion and her smile certainly seemed vacant. 

What had they done wrong to lead to this?Overwatch was meant to do good...

And yet, here they sat.

Watching a husk of their organization get torn down piece by piece.

[qunas-blog]

‘ don’t make it worse. ‘

@gayvalry

Now, this was rich--

Make it worse?She had fought and died so many times. Yet, the only time anyone noticed was when she actually vanished. Pretty rich, yes.

Ana’s tongue clicked to the roof of her mouth, her sole eye rolled. Now, she could deal with this situation like a mature and wise adult was or she would, preferably, merely leave and see what the man would do.

“I do doubt it can get any worse from here, Jesse. You are far better returning to your life and pretending you never found me.” Maybe she was a coward for running but she owed the world nothing. So much of her blood and stained soil in it’s name and she gained naught but pain in return. 

“Go home.” 

[justanothermemething]

✧･ﾟ: *Qᴜᴇsᴛ Fᴏʀ Cᴀᴍᴇʟᴏᴛ Lʏʀɪᴄs Sᴇɴᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀs

Uɴɪᴛᴇᴅ Wᴇ Sᴛᴀɴᴅ

❝  United we stand, now and forever. ❞ 

❝  In truth, divided we fall. ❞

❝  No one shall be greater then all. ❞

❝  It’s been ten years, we celebrate all that made out kingdom great. ❞

❝  Liberty and justice for all. ❞

❝  Each of us will now divide, in equal shares our countryside. ❞

❝  Promising equality for all who reside. ❞ 

Oɴ Mʏ Fᴀᴛʜᴇʀ’s Wɪɴɢs

❝  If you were with me now, I’d find myself in you. ❞ 

❝  You’re the only one who knew all the things we planned to do. ❞ 

❝  I want to live my life, the way you said I would. ❞ 

❝  With courage as my light, fighting for what’s right. ❞ 

❝  You made me believe I could. ❞ 

❝  There is so much I’ve never seen. ❞ 

❝  I can feel his/her heartbeat still. ❞ 

❝  I will do great things. ❞ 

❝  This world I’ll never see, my dreams that just won’t be. ❞ 

❝  This horse’s stride with one days ride will have covered more distance than me. ❞ 

❝  I will be free. ❞ 

Rᴜʙᴇʀ

❝  Let’s go back to war and violence. ❞ 

❝  I’m so bored with peace and silence! ❞ 

❝  Nights of evil filled with fear, your worst dream that’s my idea of fun. ❞ 

❝  Let darkness find it’s sad ways. ❞ 

❝  Let’s go back to good ole bad days ❞ 

❝  No more foolish acts of kindness. ❞ 

❝  Years from now no one will bother. ❞ 

❝  All of this will be mine! ❞ 

❝  I have a plan, it includes you. ❞ 

❝  I will claim all that is mine. ❞ 

❝  This chicken can kill! ❞ 

❝  Prepare for the dawning of a new age! ❞

❝  I’d just like to say a few words. I, me, mine!  ❞

❝  You were mistaken if you believed ___ was someone who’d crumble and leave. ❞

❝  Now I’m back and I will be staying this time! ❞

A Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ’s Pʀᴀʏᴇʀ

❝  I pray you’ll be my eyes. ❞ 

❝  Watch her/him as she/he goes. ❞

❝  Help her/him to be wise. ❞

❝  Help me to let go. ❞

❝  Every mother’s prayer, every child knows. ❞

❝  Guide her/him with your grace, to a place where she’ll/he’ll be safe. ❞

❝  As darkness falls each night remind her/him where you are. ❞ 

I Sᴛᴀɴᴅ Aʟᴏɴᴇ

❝  I know the sound of each rock and stone. ❞ 

❝  I embrace what others fear. ❞

❝  You are not to roam in this forgotten place, just the likes of me are welcome here. ❞

❝  Everything breaths and I know each breath. ❞

❝  For me it means life, for others it’s death ❞

❝  It’s perfectly balanced, perfectly planned. ❞

❝  I stand alone. ❞

❝  I share my world with no one else. ❞

❝  I’ve seen your world with these very eyes. ❞

❝  Don’t come any closer, don’t even try! ❞

❝  I felt all the pain and heard all the lies. ❞

❝  In my world there’s no compromise. ❞ 

Iғ I Dɪᴅɴ'ᴛ Hᴀᴠᴇ Yᴏᴜ

❝  ___! They would sing ‘cause I would be the dragon king/queen. ❞

❝  I would love this world without you in it! ❞

❝  Oh, what I could be if there was only me! ❞

❝  Oh, what I’d do if I didn’t have you! ❞

❝  Stop bickering and get your act together! ❞

❝  Act? Did someone say act? I can act! ❞

❝  My career would be the arts. ❞

❝  You’d be the half that the whole world forgot! ❞

❝  I should be so lucky! ❞

❝  Stuck here with you for five hundred years! ❞

❝  Oh dear, it’s learned to count. ❞

❝  If you’d got me a good lawyer I would have split four hundred years ago! ❞

❝  Now listen here pal, I didn’t come here to be insulted! ❞

❝  Oh? Where do you usually go? ❞

❝  You’d be nothing without me you’d be extinct you’d cease to be! ❞

❝  I’m so tired of your nagging! ❞

❝  I’m so tired of your bragging! ❞

❝  Without me you’d have no brain with which to think! ❞

❝  This way let me lead! ❞

❝  No this way twinkletoes! ❞

❝  You’ve never sung before have you? ❞

Lᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ Tʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ Yᴏᴜʀ Eʏᴇs

❝  Look at the sky, tell me what do you see? ❞ 

❝  Just close your eyes and describe it to me. ❞

❝  The heavens are sparkling with starlight tonight. ❞

❝  I see the heavens each time that you smile. ❞

❝  I hear your heartbeat just go on for miles. ❞

❝  Suddenly I know my life is worth while. ❞

❝  Here in the night I see the sun. ❞

❝  Here in the dark our two hearts are one. ❞

❝  It’s out of our hands we can’t stop what we have begun. ❞

❝  Love just took me by surprise, looking through your eyes. ❞

❝  I see a night I wish could last forever. ❞

❝  I see world we’re meant to see together. ❞

❝  It is so much more then I remember. ❞ 

[drklim]

guess i never uploaded these?? both are from early december when i was still trying to figure out photoshop lmao

[fujifingerz]

tbh I love it when this happens~

[gayforsymmetra]

The annual ‘I’m poor and will draw good for money’ commissions are full go!

So, willing to draw pretty much anything be it Oc’s or actual characters as well as some animals. Feel more than welcome to ask for more art examples as well as peruse HERE.

You can contact me via email which is [email protected] or via discord which is Pysgod Wibli Wobli #0961!

[qunas-blog]

plcytowin:

              as soon as ana gestures to the book on the               counter, hana moves without hesitation. her               hands are eager to pull the cover open, fing-               ers flipping through pages without abandon               as she quickly reads over title after title, wai-               ting for something to catch her eye and spark               her interest.

              she stops when she finds something a little               less sweet, but more her speed. ❛ how do               you feel about cinnamon? ❜ she starts, turn-               ing towards ana with a grin that’s full of pro-               mise ( as well as a hint of mischief ). ❛ i’ve               never had a spicy cookie, but these look re-               ally interesting! have you ever given them a               try before? ❜

The Amari merely leaned back against the side, waiting Hana as she sifted through the book then deciding upon her favoured recipe. Her expression causes a small degree of wariness but Ana merely cracks a smile and steps over to peer at the page.

“I have not but I suppose there is a first time for everything, no?” The sniper’s sole eye cast a look over the page, picking out the ingredients needed and beginning to raid her cupboards for them. 

There is a small pause before Ana glanced back to her accomplice and smiled. A bright pink and flourished apron is then held out. “I do believe we might end up making a mess. Do not forget to wash your hands afterwards!”

[schwartzbrodt]

some amaris! (the character getting frisky with ana is btw mystery agentTM from that one old photograph)

[oopsiewoopsie123]

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[3amsoda]

let me show you around 

[qunas-blog]

viigota:

Shoulders hunch  &&   arms fold as elder sits next to him; an attempt to close himself off. He not let her kindness to touch him. He scoffs at her. He flinches when she reaches for his hat. He doesn’t look at her.

Despite his protests, something within him glowed at Ana’s words. Something deep inside that was begging for her to proceed—she could pity him all she damn well pleased if she just continued to show him kindness.

Jesse was lonely. No matter how hard he fought it, he needed her. How desperately he wanted to open himself up; to let his walls of anger  &&  fear down; to let himself accept her kindness———

BUT THEY TOOK THE DEADLOCK AWAY. The Deadlock wasn’t nice to me. Not like she is. BUT THEY PROTECTED YOU. Because I could kill for them. DON’T PRETEND THESE PEOPLE CARE ABOUT YOU.

Damnit. Damnit. He sits there as Ana reads him like an open book. He lifts his arm  &&   holds forearm close to his chest, as if to shield Ana’s eyes from the branding. He rubs the back of his hand with his thumb.

“ ‘S none of your business. ‘N I don’ wanna talk ‘bout it. ”

“Hmm--” Fingers tapped against Ana’s thigh, leaning back from where she sat to cross arms over her chest as if in thought. Her gaze drifted away from Jesse as if it would offer him some privacy from her attention.

With a soft smile curling over her lips, Ana merely shrugged with absolutely no intention of moving. “Then we will not talk about it.” Oh, that certainly did not mean that the Captain was going to let him be in any semblance of the word--

“Have you eaten today?” She asks instead, head cocking back towards him with an arch of her brow. Her hat was tugged off of her head, fingers brushing through her own straying black strands of hair. “I know the Cafeteria food is crap but it is better than nothing. The coffee is not to bad though.” Faint laughter follows her words, trying to shed her usual aura of aggressive disappointment and irritation at most people in her general vicinity.

The last thing Jesse needed was Ana’s usual work-related air of ‘done-ness’. He, Ana guessed, needed something softer-- Closer to her attitude with Fareeha. Maybe she should introduce them at some point...

[qunas-blog]

plcytowin:

              the mention of her daughter brings hana’s worries               down. fragility isn’t something she’s always on top               of, but it’s nice to know that people around her are               more than willing to adapt to her sometimes unruly               attempts at being conscientious. ( her lack of filter               is often something she’s chastised about by her o-               ther peers – ana amari is certainly no exception. )

              ❛ 완전한! ❜ she starts, eyes bright as her demea-               nor shifts from overwhelmed, to excited. smiling,               she immediately takes the lead, turning them both               towards a variety of cabinets and counter surface.

              ❛ do you make things from scratch? ❜ she asks,               genuinely curious in her first foray into the world of               baking. ❛ or is there, like, a box of something. some-               where, ❜ she continues, eyes narrowing as she lifts               herself up on tip toes, eager to search through wha-               tever she can find.

Ana merely allows the girl to lead her into action, a complacent smile on her face as she stepped forwards to the cupboards and began opening them in search of basic ingredients. There should be plenty left over, she always bought in bulk--

“Mmh. From scratch, I have a cook book if you care to find something you wish to make?” A hand was motioned across to the somewhat flour-stained book resting upon the counter top; Baked confectioneries and cakes by the looks of it.

“I should have ingredients for most things laying about.” And if not, she could get them for next time if Hana wished to try this again with her. 

[kuma-la-la]

wip of a thing, which i probably won’t finish ‘cause i never do with doodles like this lol but anyway

[saintdri]

Monthly Patreon reward for  thehaakun @ twitter and first try at badass grandma 

[qunas-blog]

‘ there’s blood stains on your face. ‘

@squirehearted

Well, that was an inconvenience.Ana’s hand lifted to rub her face, to rid herself of the red smear across her cheek. Even after the colour had been removed, her skin tingled and itched. It certainly had stained, in more ways than one. 

But didn’t it all?

There was plenty of blood on Ana’s hands that she could still see even after years of trying to scrub them clean. It did little more than peel skin and reopen old wounds.

A deep sigh fell from Ana’s lips, glancing to the young woman then and managing a small smile. “Apologies, dear. Better?”

[qunas-blog]

‘ did i make your voice shake? ‘

@etiolee​

“Hardly but I commend the try.” A dismissive wave of one hand was given whilst the other curled around her waist, body slumped against the wall as Widowmaker loomed over her with her rifle in hand.

Ah, so this is how it ended?Bleeding out in an alleyway like an old dog in need of putting down? 

How apt.

The laughter that falls from her lips is pained, blood staining her teeth and a harsh cough elicited. She could already feel her strength waning.The bullet must have pierced her lungs, she likely didn’t have too much longer before the talon sniper put her down or, simply, she drowned in her own blood.

If she were to die though, she would not die quietly. She would not yield nor beg, she would die with the same amount of bite that she retained through her life. Widowmaker would gain nothing from her.

“I do hope you are a better shot next time.” Her grin is still bloody, head leaning back against the wall as a sigh is given. Ana cant quite tell over the loud ringing in her ears if Widowmaker is laughing but by the smile on her lips, the way her mouth is parted open and that mocking expression--

She might be. 

So, it is with fleeing strength that Ana reaches into her pocket and pulls out the small hologram of her daughter; fingers grasping it with her failing muscles. The picture, Fareeha in her childhood days, is stared at with fondness as another bout of coughing hits her; stomach churning and head feeling dizzy.

I’m so proud of you, Fareeha--So proud.

I am sorry for every way in which I have failed you, in every way in which I have deceived you--

I wanted so much better for you but--

But...

The hologram slipped from her hand, the muzzle of a rifle tilting her chin up to force her sole gaze to meet Widowmakers. It did not reach far, amber eyes dulling as her last breaths escaped her lungs and the burning pain subsiding to grant peace.

I love you, Fareeha...

Do not forget that--

[qunas-blog]

@squirehearted

It doesn’t feel like anything’s happened to her. There’s no blast of force knocking into her. There’s no concussive explosion that signals something big has just happened. She’s not pricked with any needle that she can remember. Nothing.

One moment, she’s crushing a particularly tricky omnic unit’s face in under the weight of her mace. The next? She’s staring down the scope of a rifle, looking down at…

Her own body????

As soon as things click into place in her mind, Brigitte startles, dropping the rifle and clamoring backward on the ground, having fallen right on her ass. She scoots rapidly back and away from the gun and from the craggy outcropping she’s hidden behind. Head on a swivel, she glances all around, looking for some sort of sign as to what’s just happened.

Then, slowly, she turns her strangely limited scope of vision down to herself. Dark hands lift into her line of sight, turning over when she wants them to, and then quickly clutch at unfamiliar clothes– all the way up to her face.

“Oh god…”

That… doesn’t sound right.

Turning over onto her hands and knees, she crawls back to the rock ledge and looks down again. Yep. That’s her body down there, looking just as perplexed and lost, right in the middle of a fight.

Groaning, she drops her– Ana’s– forehead to the ground.

“Not again.”

There was no real sign that something was amiss. Well, not to begin with.

Not until a harsh wave of sickness hit Ana and forced her eyes shut and then--...

Now, she had always wondered what it would be like to be in someone’s shoes like Reinhardt with a shield in hand and running boldly into the fray without a care in the world. She did not expect it to occur this way though.

The shield was brought up, strong arms holding her own against the scattered forces of the enemies. With a sharp shove, one of the assailants was sent tumbling back and this new strength, Ana was plenty capable of slamming the flail down to render them unconscious. Oh, oh. She could get used to this. 

Perhaps Ana’s laughter was three parts worryingly gleeful and only one part hysterical but it was unnerving none the less. 

This was, very clearly, a fever dream. Had she mixed her chemicals again and created some accidental hallucination? 

Suddenly, the woman paused. A serous concern flickered into her mind and she turned sharply to where she had been resting with her own rifle in hand. Her own body was curled, small and on the ground; confused. 

Brigitte.

“Lindholm!” Her voice was deep, distinct and not her own though it carried just as sharply as if she were in her own form. “To me!” The confusion would have to wait, the questions would have to wait. They needed to get back to evac regardless of the body she held though it would make everything just that bit easier even if she was underestimating her own strength.

Talk about a strange day-- This was Moira’s fault. Ana did not care if the woman wasn’t here, this was her label of weird crap.