#wraithreaper

[alalkomeneiis]

please ignore the fact she’s just casually sitting up on this roof. it’s far too difficult for her to move right now, given her balance is that of a newborn baby deer. still, she’ll turn to look at the reaper. red optics soften.

“i’m beginning to think there will never be a time without problems.”

@wraithreaper​

[of-lawbringing]

@wraithreaper cont. from ☠.

     The Bluetooth remained loosely in her ear, on just enough for her to hear the male’s words in her ear but enough to drive her up the wall that at some point it would fall out. She would have pushed it back in, but the issue was her hands were busy, almost done, however. ❝Well, I guess when you put it that way, speak freely, but ignore the background noise.❞ A soft chuckle left Nisha’s lips as she freed one hand to push the Bluetooth in further, ❝So what’s up, boss?❞

[alalkomeneiis]

“You take what you can get and you make the most of it.” @wraithreaper​ 

there is silence from the ai, at least for a moment. 

for all the years she’d spent watching over these agents, she had never seen them fall so low. blackwatch was being torn apart by civilians and the un alike. their actions brought into light, overwatch’s competency questioned-- it was all becoming too much. where would it go? could they survive this?

the future doesn’t matter, she thinks. this is not the time nor place to consider what will come, only what they have survived, and where they are now. a soft sigh escapes. athena lifts a hand, to rest it gently against the other’s bicep.

“it seems as though that is all we can do, i suppose. how... how are you coping, commander reyes?” red optics shift from the holoscreen to reyes himself, soften just a tad. “is there anything i can do to help?”

[chaosmultiverse-a]

† (Jack Morrison)

Send † for a RELIGION headcanon.

Jack isn’t really all the religions, he was raised culturally Christian but he doesn’t go to crutch and has only prayed in a very loose sense in times he’s nearly died.

Though while he lead Overwatch he came to learn about a lot of different religions due to all the different kinds of people he worked with, even when he was able and it was appropriate joining in celebrating holidays from other  religions.

[chaosmultiverse-a]

👌🗯 (Soldier)

“My best advice as a whole would be watch your back and think twice before telling someone something they could use against you.”

[honorstripped]

he’s quiet as he moves across the rooftops.

winston had expressed his worry for overwatch’s little ai. sneaking out, being vague about her location, and for what? that’s what he wanted to know. that is what he needed to know, and so he’d sent the newest shimada out to investigate. he stayed back, stayed quiet. not a word spoken, to the little android or the primate that sent him him.

his father’s sword rested on his back, though his fingers remained curled around it. he did not wish to use it, but should athena find herself in danger, well. he will have no choice.

time comes and go, though, and neither make a violent move towards each other. instead, as they decide to part, athena presses her hand to the wraith’s mask, smiles, and departs peacefully. he knows he should follow, to keep an eye on her. but instead, he remains, moving steadily closer to the shade. he must discover the truth.

@wraithreaper​

[alalkomeneiis]

continued from @wraithreaper​

He raised an almost amused eyebrow, almost. “That’d be remorse. Not really one of my favorites either.” While relevant to keeping himself in line discipline was his preferred method of keeping things from getting too far.

“yes, remorse. that.” clearing her vocalizer, athena glances away. one hand clasps around the opposite wrist. “very uncomfortable, and i do not recommend. i think it was the first time i’ve ever felt... less than assured about my plans. it wouldn’t be the last, though, commander.”

[chaosmultiverse-a]

"Everyone here believes in my integrity 100%, right, guys?" (McCree)

“Sure.... Yeah sure they do ‘boss.” McCree was pretty sure Gabriel’s integrity was like an a loaded die roll, most of the time stuff was fine, but every so often it’d land on snake eyes.