#ratofmeyham

[tcnaciious-a-blog]

@ratofmeyham continued from here (x)

     The dead of night was when Milo truly flourished, able to skulk about without attracting too much attention. Most people tended to be asleep but in this city, it appeared as if she’d have to start changing her habits. The tall, lanky man who had just approached her was a prime example.

          “Err, do you count as one of these suspicious individuals?” She asked, eyes scanning his entire form, the soot coating his body only helping him blend in. Well, mostly. The smoldering tips of his hair made him stick out like a sore thumb. She’d make mention of it but she had a feeling he already knew. 

[dropthebeat]

ratofmeyham replied to your post “      ❝ national boyfriend day? not for nothin’, but i’m pretty sure...”

(*clench heart* lucio would be the best boyfriend out of everyone let’s be real

honestly that is the truthiest truth right there ?? i’d date him in a heart beat this beautiful pure froggo

[isolaradiale]

Surprise! Without a reserve, I'm sending in a application for Jaminson Fawkes (Junkrat) From Overwatch. App is on the left side under menu

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in APARTMENT 328!

You’ll be given some water balloons!

Enjoy your stay!

--Mod Lyra

[isolaradiale]

(heeeeeeeeeey since i'm too busy with school and other accounts, for now I would like to drop Jamison Fawkes (Junkrat) from Overwatch. He was in apartment 328 as well as Reim Lunettes from Pandora Hearts who is in House 166. today is 2/1

Dropped!

-- mod altair.

[livewithhcncr-blog]

@ratofmeyham

Something about this man felt vaguely familiar, but Reinardt couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He had guesses but considering where he was and how many assumptions he’d already gotten wrong since his arrival he couldn’t be sure.

“Aren’t you a bit cold out here?”

[invitedeath]

[ approval ]

ACTS OF DOMINANCE > @ratofmeyham

approval: your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made

the echoing applause came as no steady, slow beat. it was a frantic, almost manic collision of palms in the wake of the necessity which lay before the warrior; the mark of a soldier and indeed a skilled one at that a rather obvious feat as crimson soaked the already damp grass. sephiroth drew back his arm before flicking the blade towards the earth, sending specks of blood to roll from the edge of the masamune tight within his grip. “ enjoying yourself? “ he needn’t turn, needn’t look the audience in the eye, for he was far too enthralled with what lay beyond that scene of death, what may transpire after the fall of such worthless foes.

upon their dying breaths, they did exhale the very motivation he needed to cut down their replacements. “ make yourself useful, wont you? “ without the full extent of his power, he was left to rely on other means to obtain his goals, and from time to time that included the brief recruitment of someone else’s chaos. he gestured with a nod towards the abandoned victims of that cold blade. “ destroy what little is left of their home. reduce it to ash, let nothing remain. “

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@ratofmeyham Liked for a starter.

Jinx looked down at the BB gun that she had been given with a critical eye, inspecting it with the care that any craftsman would with their pieces. “This thing looks like a piece of junk, the techs so basic i bet it doesn’t even work.“ She frowned at the weapon, well only one way test this out. With a devious grin Jinx aimed the gun at the head of the first person she saw, a certain junker, and fired.

“SAY CHEESE!“

[slipstreaam]

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peer into my muses memories | not accepting

💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty

“Sometimes I wonder... if we’d have done things differently with Overwatch, maybe wouldn’t have had to shut down.” It was just a thought, something she had mulled over a few times in her head since the disbandment. “I don’t know how much I could have done... but maybe... nah, never mind.” She sighed. She was just an agent, she didn’t have any say in how the organisation was run but there was always a little feeling that maybe if things were done differently, the outcome would be a better one.

She didn’t know why she was saying this to him, of all people, but it was good to talk to someone at least.