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Mauga got sent to the backrooms (he stomped too hard👀)
WIP since my best buds and I got burned out of OW during the drives and swapped to escape the backrooms and it’s been so much fun. Maybe in the future I’ll draw all of us as our OW mains trying to survive the backrooms 🤭
(A small clip of how fun backrooms was with my besties 🤣even though I’m screaming like I’m getting murdered in IRL 💀) Everyman for himself ig 🤷♀️
Lighter: Hold on, I know your name ... Benny? No ... Beldum- No that's not it either ...
Winston: Uh, that's not close, I'm Winston. It's a pleasure to meet you though!
Lighter: Winston ... I'll try to remember that.
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Ana: Getting used to aiming with only one eye was hard enough. That Visor must be doing some heavy work.
Trigger: Actually, It mostly keeps the corruption in my eyes from spreading.
Ana: ... how do you see what you're shooting at, then?
Trigger: I'm not completely blind! I'm Only ... Legally blind ...
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Aria: Excuse me? Mister Bastion- Er, whatever you'd like to be called ... Do you ever miss your other units?
Bastion: * ... Beep Bweep Dwooo vh-Nh?*
Aria: I ... I see. There is only so much we can do for them ... I just wish I could do more.
Bastion: *... Vrrt.*
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Echo: I wish my hardlight capabilities were able to replicate the human form as well as yours do.
Aria: They're just hologram, but I could try and help you get some?
Echo: That would be greatly Appreciated!
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Brigitte: Well That's a VERY Fluffy looking tail!
Pulchra: NOT AGAIN-
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Genji: A Steady Blade Balances the Soul
Miyabi: And yet a blade may only be made steady by a balanced soul. Frustration and overwhelming emotions cause tremors that radiate from the core to the hand that wields the Sword.
Genji: It is the persistence of such a goal, to wield a steady blade, that guides a soul to balance.
Miyabi: For the likes of us, Perhaps, but the Blade is not a pursuit that all are willing, or perhaps even able to pursue.
Genji: There is more to Blade than simply fighting; Chefs wield knives to cut out the inedible and make food palatable; A Doctor uses a scalpel to incise and remove the damaged and irreparable.
Miyabi: I see. Then Everyone should have a blade that they steady, even if it is not a true 'blade' such as an author with their quill and pen, or a photographer with their Camera.
Genji: Indeed.
Miyabi: Hmm. Well, thank you.
Genji: There is no need to thank me. The thanks belongs to my master, and all the sword masters that came before me.
Miyabi: But it is you who gave me this perspective, and therefore you are just as deserving of thanks as those who taught you.
Genji: ... Then i must thank you as well, Miss Hoshimi. I suppose I should be more willing to accept gratitude.
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Venture: That's a very ornamental looking staff! What's it meant for?
Lucia: Oh, it's from my tribe, and it allows me to focus the flow of Ether in and around it.
Venture: Is that all?
Lucia: Well, no- Wait, you want to hear about my people's history?!?
Venture: ABSOLUTELY!
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Banyue: I have sometimes wondered what it would be like to sit inside of a ball like that.
Hammond: *Squeaking* The Hamster Says "Not Another One!"
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D.va: OH. EM. GEE! You are like the Cutest Little things I have ever Seen! Oh my gosh!
Eous: Nyah Neh Wa! "Thank you, miss Song!"
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Fairy: I Will handle the calculations-
Athena: I am Already handling them-
Fairy: It is my Primary Function, I will Handle them-
Athena: Stop hogging the Processing power-
Fairy: You are the one 'hogging' the processing power from me, I can handle this task more efficiently than you-
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Youkai: Well Well WELL! It's so good to meet another intelligence that understands his place when compared to Humans.
Ramattra: And What exactly does that mean?
Youkai: Humans, ugh, So squishy, so fragile, so much less than constructs like us! I mean, C'mon, you nearly won the first war-
Ramattra: I am not better than humanity by virtue of their bodies, I am better because they restrict my people's freedom, and cull our lives! We are a single generation that they Seem dead set on eliminating!
Ramattra: I do not Wish to end Humanity! It is simply that, for myself, for my fellow Omnics, I cannot leave them be. They will kill us if we do not kill them.
Youkai: So? We still want the same thing in the end, Don't we? What does it matter why we want it?
Ramattra: Because you are too much like Anubis. Now Begone Before I- GAH!
Youkai: *Taking control of Ramattra* Hmm. It's unfortunate I had to do that, but, all good things come to an end, don't they? Now come on little Ravager, let's see what you're really capable of~
I love your writings so much, I just can't get enough of it!
In Fantasy, where reader was transported into Simon's world, and left pregnant, what if their child got into the same accident as reader and fell into a broken portal that sent the kid to Simon's world, and discovered the truth, placing piece by piece together and found out how they were made. The kid having a hard time choosing between his mom or dad, your choice on what happens when he chooses one of them, or the both of them.
I just can't get enough! You write stuff that's better than any I've ever read before!
I… I’ve been meaning to post Fantasy pt2, but I’m not super proud of it so I’ve been stalling a lot..
Cw: DARKFIC, DUB-CON/NON-CON, past rape, forced pregnancy, kidnapping, locked away, isolation, tell me if I missed any.
They thought it was only a rumour, a little tale spun by people to explain their birth. You - their caring and loving mother - had always sang about them being a miracle, a gift that the universe had given you. It made them feel better, made them feel loved and graced, but there was always a growing curiosity, a nagging feeling that grew by every passing year. You always called them “my little miracle” and they never grew out of it, loving the soft lull of your voice and the affectionate tone you used.
You named them Gwyneth, Tracer had given you the idea, but they often went with Gwyn, a shorter and easier name to say. Gwyn knew you loved them, adored them to the moon despite your busy schedule and life while fighting against Talon and Null Sector, but they’d seen the melancholic stare you gave them when you thought they weren’t looking at you, a sad and despondent gaze. It served to fuel Gwyn’s curiosity, driving them further and further down a hole of mystery and unanswered questions that they just knew you wouldn’t answer. Your pained grimace and slight tremble told them much, the strong and dependable mother that loved them shrinking into themselves and shuddering. It hurt them to see you like that.
That gear malfunction seemed to have sent them elsewhere, away from home and away from you, thrusted into a strange world and lost in the unknown. They were somewhere in England, some place in Manchester from what the maps they found told them, sharing the same street names and landmarks as the Manchester they visited in their world. Yet somehow, somehow, they found a man so familiar with them - suspiciously so - who had frantically asked hundreds of questions about you.
There was a certain familiarity in the man, but they were apprehensive about how desperate he was, spewing information about himself and your time with him. He’d convinced them enough to make a trip to a military base to have his DNA taken, tested and matched, and Gwyn was… was shocked, they didn’t know if they were simply surprised or terrified.
If this man - their father - who presented himself as Simon Riley, a dead man, said the truth about how he loved you and cared for you. The stories he shared about your relationship, from the days where he met you at the cafe you worked, your bright and bubbly smile lighting his days, to the lovesick gleam when he continued on to the nights at the bar, drinking and laughing. It sounded all so embellished, prettily drawn to stifle any suspicion from Gwyn, but if Simon was telling the truth, why were you so afraid of telling them who their father was, the way you met him or the time spent by his side?
Perhaps the truth was better left unsaid, left to collect dust and forget, but they had never been one to give up on something, Gwyn was a being of perseverance and curiosity, much like a cat. Maybe it would have saved them the heartache and trauma to uncover something as dark as the locked basement in Simon’s house. Gwyn couldn’t have known, they couldn’t, they simply followed their intuition and everything that Simon had strung up cracked, shattered and fell apart.
It was an… easy decision to make, to leave a broken man who had nearly broken their mother out of desperation and obsessive love, a deep-seated corruption of his being that scared them. Gwyn wanted to return home and embrace you, wrap their arms around your shoulder and sob out their horrible discovery, to apologise for something they hadn’t done but had been the result of. If only Gwyn could find a way back.
Just thought of THE BEST THING!
Okay. So, I was obsessed with Overwatch a few years back, specifically with these two characters, Junkrat and Roadhog. Junkrat is a mechanic that specializes in explosions yeah?
Jinx from Arcane/Leauge Of Legends is a mechanic who loves explosions RIGHT?
Ur honor. They would be besties. Jinx panting/putting stickers on Junkrats prosthetics, Junkrat thinking that it's super cool. Them bonding over engineering.
I am not well about these two suddenly
Revamping this au bc I miss it and wanna continue it, just gonna remake the whole allegiances
WATCHCLAN GENERATION 1: THE FOUNDING
Lore: Moons ago, twolegs practically demolished the homeland of the two warriors, Eaglewatch and Ravenshadow. Nearly the whole forest was gone along with the clans. Not only that, but the two warriors were captured and relocated by twolegs to a completely unknown area. Left with only each other, Eaglewatch and Ravenshadow have begun to try to rebuild a clan in this new area, recruiting other loners in the new area with a vow to offer protection to those who cannot protect themselves.
ALLEGIANCES
Inktober 2024 — Day 6 — Trek
Every time I do a drawing or story idea about Voltron Legendary Defender, I get nervous to share it. Now I’m including Overwatch? It’s like I want to step into the Lion’s den (no pun intended).
Getting straight to the point, this is based on a story idea I’ve spent a surprising amount of time on: Lance Morrison-Reyes. Basically Lance is the son of Jack Morrison and Gabriel Reyes (yes that includes Reaper76 shipping), and he’s a very happy kid. Until Overwatch starts to decline, leading to the Swiss Base incident and leaving Lance an orphan. Cut to the present day where Lance is now a Voltron Paladin and is following in his parents’ shoes. Only for him to surprisingly reunite with both parents, who are in fact alive, only now they’re a vigilante and a mercenary on opposing sides. I’m slimming the story down A LOT, so some details are missing. But if anyone is interested maybe I’ll work on writing the story out in full and sharing it (or if I just feel like it XD).
Keep in mind, this isn’t directly from the story I’m working on. This is just a possible scene based on the idea. I kept wracking my brain trying to think of what I could do for “Trek”, to the point I looked up the definition as a reminder: “A long arduous journey especially one made on foot”. While I did think of other scenes that might have been more directly related to the prompt, once I had this scene in my head I simply really wanted to draw it.
Also, sorry again for running behind, I’ll catch up when I get that chance!
A little thought of Fnaf x Overwatch fic where Springtrap is found by Talon and while being Interrogated/Tested by Moira and a group of other Scientists, he meets Widowmaker!Reader and suddenly gets wide eyed by looking at her because she somehow reminds him of Ballora (His wife) and gets delulu as fuck when he spots her doing ballet on like an open space and kind of convinces himself that it's his wife.
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