@peilot replied to your post: “It’s not fucking whipped cream, it’s just a bunch...
“You are absolutely disgusting.”
“You like it, though.”

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@peilot replied to your post: “It’s not fucking whipped cream, it’s just a bunch...
“You are absolutely disgusting.”
“You like it, though.”
“Don’t talk like that. You’ll be all right.“
Tale As Old As Time
“Thank you, Agent Tracer. But the damage to my systems are severe. If I am not repaired soon, I will go into an extended shutdown period.” Orisa was built to withstand more than any human could, and she did so with pride and dignity. But Fortify could only do so much. The assault was brutal, and her teammates had no cover once her shield was down. One could see the systems within through gaping holes, her armor shredded like paper. Wires hung loosely, some of her joints stiff where the damage made them immovable, but worst was the damage to her processors. Her heart was struck, and she was finding it difficult to remain online.
“…I am frightened. The last time this happened Doomfist had destroyed me.”
@peilot
The sound of gunfire had died down significantly. Perhaps even enough to say they’d won for the day. The mission wasn’t complete, though, but a day won was better than a day lost.
A burnt out shell of a building that had acted as their shelter continued to serve them well. Away from the absolute stronghold Talon was holed up in. They weren’t even here to disrupt Talon... At least Jack wasn’t. He was just here to find answers.
The fact that Talon was looking for that same information had become a bit of a snag in the mission.
“Y’know you don’t have to patch me up, Lena. I could do it myself. You have your own scrapes to tend to.” he grumbled as she cleaned and bandaged his bloodied and scraped hands. He could feel the dried blood on his face, too, knowing she would make her way to that next.
He was more worried about her. Even the slightest injury could affect her in combat. While he could power through most anything thanks to his enhancements, she didn’t have that advantage.
“Seriously. Get yourself fixed up and then you can come back to me.”
"What-- Mmf--!!"
LENA | @peilot[ Kiss Meme ]
The clang of heavy footfalls on the catwalk behind them: Talon agents. If they see her here - Lena Oxton, infamous Overwatch agent - the pair’s as good as done for. But Leon…he’s the beauty of it, good old Leon, an ordinary man in a world full of villains and superheroes - why he could be anyone, anyone at all.
God bless the anonymous heroes of the good ol’ US of A.
“Come here, quick~!” He catches the Brit by the wrist, hauling her back into his embrace. Rough, marksmans’ hands capture her waist and pull her against him - close enough to extinguish any external light emitted by the chronal accelerator strapped across her chest. No time for argument - he dives right in (heart hammering! - ARE YOU SURE THIS IS A GOOD IDEA), his lips devouring hers with all the ardor of a lovesick kid on his prom night, until he’s pressing her supple form against the railing as if he might take her right then and there - If not, of course, for the interruption of the boys in black skirting the corner (JUST IN TIME). The look on their faces almost makes Leon feel sorry for them as he breaks away from the kiss (nearly losing his nerve in the doe-brown eyes gazing up at him-) long enough to toss them his most indignant and menacing (so he hopes) glower. “Man, you assholes sure know how to kill the mood. How about giving a guy some privacy on his off- hours?”
peilot replied to your post
self care is saying fuck you and changing to roadhog to heal yourself completely
>>I play w a controller, I can’t play Roadhog for shit
I go attack Symm and carry instead
@peilot replied to your post:
Cry more, you fuck.
How can two small people be so mean?
@peilot ❤️’d
A leap of faith upwards, trust that almost breathless lungs would hold. He couldn’t admit that she’s the first ever to give him trouble keeping up especially in this body. Sure, there was fierce determination in his eyes, focus, but something still more wild too. The ceiling of the facility spanned high, as if for flight. Or rather for a long fall back down; weight at his feet kept Genji from diving headfirst but sped him like a bullet, only his was not a designated projectile hit. Short sword gripped and held like the sharp talons of a hawk, to tear into its prey from the air. “ YAH! ” Of course, he wouldn’t kill her, but his aerial threat must come close enough.
🔥 + bananas. i fucking hate bananas if you like bananas fuck you
opinions that no one is actually asking for, but listen, if you send this you are literally asking for it. | accepting.
binch SHUT UP. bananas are my favorite fruit probably (next to yellow plums).
anyway, when i was younger i though banana bread was literally bread with butter and sliced banana on it. (unpopular) opinion: THAT’S as good as actual banana bread.