#archiitech

[chronal-anomaly]

uh HEY you're AMAZING so like idk the peeps who blocked you are missin out ty [yeets hearts @ u and lena]

<3 ily kitty I’m so glad I met you 

prepare yourself for some hugs

[cryogenesist]

@archiitech based on the ask Tumblr is being weird about.

“Here, let me help you.”

Mei groaned, there was a strange resonating pain in her knees from dropping to the ground so hard so suddenly. She rubbed the tops of her knees as they continued on with the strange resonance before looking up to find a hand extended to her and a voice belonging to a woman she didn’t recognize. However, the kindness of strangers always warmed Mei, she gently accepted then hand to get herself back to her feet.

“Thank you. Normally I know better than to just slip on ice.”

[mekaon]

install doom on satya's visor and Don't Tell Her

   consider it done.

[chronal-anomaly]

@archiitech​

A brow raised at the declaration.  

— Her initial, jerk reaction was something along the lines of I am not putting any ugly sweaters anywhere on my body, but for now she restrained herself to preserve the gal’s feelings.

A true Christmas miracle.

    “Completely?  None.  Your nasal cavity is not nearly long enough.”  Another pause of contemplation.

— “However, if you wanted to run around appearing as if you exhale peppermint, then I would logically say two.”

Not to be detered by her insistance, Lena pressed the sweater into Satya’s arms. Lena had donned her own already, a bright green one from when Overwatch was still a thing, the designs decorated as bright reindeer and Overwatch logos--god, she wished she bought the one with Jack’s face on it. Ah well. 

“Oh, come on! I think I can get more in there. Not all the way up there, of course, but so it’s sticking out. I think I can get two in each nostril.”

[dynamiteabs]

⁇ [oh my GOD she'd be so A N G E R I need - good luck gettin outta this one Jamie c: ]

Send in ⁇ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours while bathing

          Jamison “Junkrat” Fawkes -- cause of death: not knocking before opening the bathroom door.

          Today it was confirmed -- Yes, one did see a light and possibly heaven before they died.

          After the instant that felt as though it lasted an hour, he immediately turned around and ran for it! He saw nothing! That was his story and he would stick to it.

[valkyrietilvalhalla]

@archiitech continued from x

    It was a nasty habit of hers to try to hide injury, and deal with it herself rather than ask for help or see a doctor.  Yet, here she was, at last giving in after the mission that had gone a little differently than expected.

— Vishkar had sent her to acquire information, via questionably legal procedure - which wasn’t new.  At least none of the buildings blew up this time.

    She had been shot, however, three times; once with a bullet lodged in her prosthetic, and twice grazing deeply against her right arm.  There were also a few bruises on her ribcage from a bit of force, but, no need to mention those.  They’d heal fine on their own.

It could have been a lot worse.

    Could have been better though.  She could have been more on top of generating barriers.

— Getting hurt was careless.  Tch.

“I’m fine.  They have not been infected.”

It was rare for Satya to find her way to Angela after a mission, even for the usual post-mission checkups that Angela preferred to do. She liked knowing that people were okay after their missions. Satya preferred leaving things to heal on their own. The doctor could understand that, to an extent. 

It was telling enough that Satya came in on her own.

Angela made a humming noise as Satya spoke, acknowledging her comment, blue eyes taking her in herself. Angela could see the bullet hole in Satya’s prosthetic arm still needed to be dealt with, but the injuries on her other arm were healing well enough.

“I believe you,” Angela finally said, meeting Satya’s gaze with a smile. “I would still like to take a look at them, change the wrappings. And that needs to be dealt with.” Angela nodded to the flaw in the otherwise perfect prosthetic arm before glancing back at the other woman.

“I can help you fix it, if you’d like.”

[hackedcalavera-a]

She has only briefly encountered the hacker, and yet, the choice she faces would help determine her fate. How unfair. Satya's finger pressed firmly upon the O, hoping to help prevent this ridiculous, needless violence, at least a little. [Excuse save Sombra 2k18]

For the next hour, my muse is hooked up to a death machine. If five people send them an “O” first, they can go free. If five people send them an “X” first, they’re dead. |  Accepting.X: 0/5O: 2/5

Another ‘O’ pressed. Two in a row? Maybe there was more people on her side than she thought. The hacker looked up to Satya with a raised brow, noticing how she pressed the button so quickly. Huh, and here Sombra had learned all the dirty secrets about her employers.. “Aw, aren’t you sweet? I get to live a little longer now due to you.  Gracias, chica.”

[booptheworld-archived-blog]

Why was she being forced to decide the fate of everyone tonight? Too much violence, too much needless potential death. She needed to do her best to stop it, and so, firmly, she pressed down on the O button. [in this house we stan Sombra okay]

For the next hour, my muse is hooked up to a death machine. If five people send them an “O” first, they can go free. If five people send them an “X” first, they’re dead. The choice is yours~        

O: 3

X: 0

For the first time panic, and rage started to give way to hope. Hope that this ordeal would soon be over. Three votes for her to be set free, and so far not a single one that she should be put to death. Hips wiggling a bit Sombra was quickly reminded of her legs not working, and the reality that it was still all too likely she’d end up dead and that she... Couldn’t do anything at all about it.

The fact that she’d put others into similar situations through blackmail, or other methods crossed her head for a second. She didn’t care. She wouldn’t change. This didn’t make her feel bad for them, or pity them. It simply made her all the more determined not to give up control ever again.

“Thanks, mi amiga. Guess I owe you a favor.”