I finally finished coloring my Symmarah art for femslash feb. I love these two <33

Love Begins

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@raptoraprotector
I finally finished coloring my Symmarah art for femslash feb. I love these two <33
And I feel you
Hello from the other side...
gxardianangcl:
Angela looked to the Helix Officer next to her and smiled sadly. Seeing her like this, not neat and tidy like before it was obvious that she was lying. Seeing her resting her hand on the stereo like it was the doctor, there was a desire to just hold her. As a former girlfriend she knew that is probably what Fareeha wanted most and it was the one thing she couldn’t give.
“No. I couldn’t. At least not yet. I still have to look over you all. I don’t want to go.”
It was her life’s job and even when she died doing it, it was still in her blood. The option to see her parents had been given to her but she had postponed it. Angela had forever now to see them and her friends and family here needed her.
Fareeha swallowed and shook her head. “Angela...” she bit her lip. “You have to... We’ll be fine-” Her breath hitched slightly on the last word and she was forced to cut herself short. Taking a breath, she composed herself before continuing. “You dedicated your life to helping others... often to the detriment of yourself. You deserve to rest, Angela...”
She ran a hand through her messy hair and rubbed her eyes with both hands. “I wish there was something I could do for you...” she whispered.
my friend asked me to do the thing so I did the thing
Hello from the other side...
@gxardianangcl continued from here
Fareeha was trembling as she strained to make out the words through the static, she put a hand to the speaker and took a shaking breath. “I’m okay,” she lied, swallowing past the lump in her throat. She had been listening to music to try to get her mind off of the doctor’s death, but it seemed that wouldn’t be what was happening. Regardless, she was thankful. Thankful to hear her voice once more. “Why... Why are you still here?” she whispered. “Shouldn’t you have passed on?” She couldn’t bear the thought of Angela not being able to rest at peace, after everything she had done for others in her regrettably short life.
the sprays for lunar new year in overwatch are so cute ;_;
Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live Maybe one of these days you can let the light in Show me how big your b r a v e is
Pharah Aesthetic | | > @soldierofhorus
unfortunately, mercy has a great memory
To the haters
All this salt
@gxardianangcl continued from here
“What would you have done differently? Not created the technology in the first place? Angela, your work has always done far more good than harm. And Like I said, I will always be on your side, but if you want my opinion... I think you’re thinking about this the wrong way.” She gave the doctor a soft smile.
Moving over to stand beside Angela, she placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing lightly. “You have one of the greatest minds I’ve ever known. And your work has saved hundreds, if not thousands, of lives, and will continue to do so for years to come, no matter what people do to weaponize it...”
Doodle to make me feel better n hopefully other ppl too
@erughostcat
god bless
@overwatchers-rp
@overwatchers-rp liked for a starter. / Starter for raptoraprotector.
“Like mother, like daughter,” Widowmaker quipps with a smirk as she approaches the downed Raptora pilot. She kicks the agent’s rocket launcher aside and levels Widow’s Kiss at the woman’s head.
Click. She scowls.
She is out of rounds. What should have been a simple infiltration and theft had been complicated by Pharah’s arrival. The fight had been long and difficult but Widowmaker had finally shot her foe from the air with her last bullet.
She takes another step and suddenly collapses to one knee. Pharah’s last rocket had injured her, and the pair had tumbled down the shaft of some underground silo.
“Tch! It seems your aim was as true as mine,” she says through grit teeth. Examining her surroundings, it’s clear that finding her way out, wounded and alone would be difficult.
“Tiens, tiens. Perhaps we ought to work together to escape this pit, non?” she asks and offers the other woman a tentative hand.
Fareeha couldn’t help herself. She laughed. It started out as a chuckle, but the shock that was running through her system paired with the adrenaline quickly let it escalate into near-hysterics. After several moments when she had finally gotten a hold of herself, she wiped the tears from her eyes and pulled herself into a sitting position, tugging off her battered and frankly useless helmet and letting it drop to the side.
“The world’s greatest sniper,” she mocked snidely, “and she doesn’t even count her rounds. Tsk.”
Struggling to her feet on her own, spurning the other woman’s offered hand. Frowning, she ran a system check on her suit. Unsurprisingly, the results came back critical. Damn. Gritting her teeth, she turned to the other woman and reached down to pull her to her feet.
“What did you have in mind?” she muttered grudgingly.
Day 1 of Inktober! I’m super nervous for some reason but also really excited to write this. Here’s the first entry, you can follow the tag: “TLOP”. ———————————————————————————— Patreon ¦ Commissions ¦ Donate ¦ Shop¦ Twitter ¦ Facebook