#hella-saiko

[kuueater]

hey kuu uuuuuh first of all for the theme: teets. Secondly you're twitch was the first one I've regularly watched and the first stream I was willing to actively chat in and not be extremely shy, which I usually am. It's helped me get through some tough times and it's especially helped me with just chatting with people online without getting anxious. I've been following you for years and I'm just glad I can be apart of ur little stream community. I lov u kuu...we stan u kuu

everybody give saiko a round of applause right the fuck now for being such an absolute champion and defeating anxiety with their bare hands

[butchlet-rights]

Oh shit happy borthday

[dompteur-dragon-blog]

(vaswani-symmetra) PRIDE.

since SOMEONE (coughs)rival(coughs) sent me the whole damn meme i’ll do another flaw

he’s very self-deprecating and hates himself a lot for what he’s done so he’s (fakely) over-confident and prideful in every single thing he does

[rootbeergoddess]

I believe the ship name for zarya and symmetra is ZarMetra or snowprism!! :0

Thank you kind stranger

[dilfnipples]

Toshinori Yagi :o? for the ask thing!!!!

looks: somewhat attractive | eh | not really my type | pretty | handsome | beautiful | stud | gorgeous | SWEET LORD MERCY

can you relate to this character on a personal level?: no | not really | somewhat | yes | they are me

would you date/be friends with this character in real life if they were real?: total bros | friends | best friends | date | become their steady boyfriend/ girlfriend | neither | i don’t know

[dovescape]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AAAAAAA

EEEEEEE THANK YOUU

[legacy-hero-blog]

♪

♪: Favorite song.

just one?

“Pretty Girl” by Hayley Kiyoko is probably #1, but… an honorary mention has to go to “Smooth Criminal” by Michael Jackson because that’s why I decided to make Estelle!

[legacy-hero-blog]

(Vaswani-Symmetra) “Um...”

Send “Um...” for your muse to come upon my muse destroying something in a fit of anger.

Estelle sat cross-legged on the chair. She was hunched over a thick paperback book in her lap, and she was chewing on her bottom lip in concentration. She shifted her legs often; she was unable to find a comfortable position.

Her brows furrowed. None of this made any sense. ‘Arachnoid mater?’ ‘Chemotaxis?’ She was an engineer, not a neuroscientist! The more she re-read the page, the less she understood. Eventually, the words started to blur together in a mess of letters and numbers. She didn’t know what any of this meant; she hated not knowing things.

She grabbed the book and flung it across the room, practically growling in her frustration. “This makes no sense!” She cried out, balling her fists and throwing them down to her sides. She turned around with the intention of storming off, but she saw Satya standing in the doorway. Shoot. No one was supposed to see that.

Suddenly embarrassed, she went to pick up the book. The pages were all bent out-of-place and a couple of them were ripped.

“Uh… Sorry about that. That doesn’t usually happen…”