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Get to know the mun

¯\_(ツ)_/¯:  do you have any tumblr friends? if so, who are they?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°):  relationship status?

ಠ_ಠ:  what is your biggest pet peeve?

(ಥ_ಥ):  finish this: i hate it when…

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ:  what is your favorite animal?

(☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜):  who is someone you can tell everything to?

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ:  are you a hugger?

(╯°□°)╯︵ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ:  besides tumblr, do you have any other social media?

﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿?:  how old are you?

(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻:  what are your thoughts on school?

| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ):  favorite tv show?

(ง'̀-‘́)ง:  are you okay?

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:  ･ﾟ✧: sexual orientation?

┬┴┬┴┤(･_├┬┴┬┴:  are you a people person or a loner?

ლ(ಠ益ಠლ):  do you have any siblings?

ಠ╭╮ಠ:  have you ever self harmed?

(づ￣ ³￣)づ:  have you ever been in love?

(☞ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞:  would you rather be hugged by a bunny or kissed by a doe?

(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻:  how do you let your anger out?

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ:  are you active?

ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪:  what are your favorite band(s)/artist(s)?

（╯°□°）╯︵(\ .o.)\:  who is your least favorite person?

♥‿♥:  tell us about your crush!

◔̯◔:  what time is it?

◕‿◕:  what is your guilty pleasure?

◔ ⌣ ◔:  are you a virgin?

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             “Like this & i’ll throw somethin’ at ya. Well, not like li’erally throw something AT YA               I mean.. well, yeah - y’ get the point.”

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(I don’t know how to do read more on mobile so I’ve turned it on to sensitive post?)

Thank you for all being so patient on here and Lena, I haven’t forgotten about these bbus, I’ve just had a lot on my plate & just when I thought it was all back to normality something happened that I can only describe as a nightmare. Last Monday evening my other half had a seizure, he’s not an epileptic so this was his first. When he came too I thought he may have been paralysed and even now he doesn’t remember what happened. He’s okay just very battered and bruised and in his own words, doesn’t feel like himself…. I’m not saying any of this for sympathy, I just wanted everyone to not think I was making excuses for my absence <3 I’m actually going to try and get on today which will be nice c: and I’m looking forward to being back here with you all

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I s2g if u give lena jelly beans she will be yours 5ever

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             “Like this & i’ll throw somethin’ at ya. Well, not like li’erally throw something AT YA               I mean.. well, yeah - y’ get the point.”

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asks done  thread tags done and on le page  starters -- i’ve done a few?? ( i’ve got 8 left to do ) so please feel free to check your tag on my page cause I think some have missed them>>? .-.  i’ll be doing me tags and what not now and other starters later --

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❛   i shouldn’t overstay my welcome; i’m probably still on the watchlist here.   ❜

o.verwatch inspired starters (open)

             “Hm..” e frowns as she paces back and forth just a little. She didn’t like to hear the other speak so low of herself. Sure, she wasn’t supposed to be socialising with anyone who, well, wasn’t Overwatch, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t.                  “t’ be fair, we did create quite a ruckus last time y’ were here..” She says, shy, almost awkward of the memory.                  “But...”She takes a deep breath and a pause, a solemn nod as she decides to herself what her plan of action is.                                          “If there’s one thing I stand for, it’s for rights.                                                                         I’ll watch over you love                                                 ... Where else are you supposed to go?                                                                      It’s a war zone out there... And I won’t sign your death warrant because someone else.. said so..”

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“Don’t be an ass.”

Four Word . Prompts (open)

                                                                                    “HA!”She lets out a loud, over the top laugh at the supposed insult.                                          “You’re just jealous because I beat ya high score.                                            Ain’t bein’ an ass love, just doin’ what I do best.. well second best.                                           Oh wait -- tha’s you!” She teases, prodding the female in the shoulder as she beams a smile that was beyond smug -- even for her, but before pushing it too far, she turns her head, now looking back at the screen to see her high score once again.

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❛ ha, i’ve come back from worse. ❜

o.verwatch inspired starters (open)

                           “But you !?                                        ---- and they??                                                         --- and then---??” The pilot stands in awe, but in shock. For what she’d just witnessed... well, saying extraordinary wouldn’t even brush the cobbled surface they both stood upon. Lena stands with hand gestures all over the place, still in disbelief of the destruction he caused, but how he saved her so... easily?                                           “That... sure is some talent y’ got there...” She says, though just above a whisper. Perhaps this was a thought meant to be kept to herself.

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❝ i love the taste of you. ❞ (throws into the fucking wind and fLEES)

THE    FIVE    SENSES   /     SENTENCE    STARTERS  . (OPEN)

Not exactly what she expected to hear as she enters the coffee room to see these cupcakes that everyone had been raving about. One of the sweeter cooks had made cupcakes. For each recruit that made it through their first test, she iced their face on a cake. As she notices the Commander by the cakes, she holds back from entering for just a moment and watches him pick up the cake with her face on it. She thought it was part humorous and part shocking as she glances round the door to watch the man eat the cake. What came from his mouth next made her cheeks go red just slight. Even if the comment wasn’t intended that way, she couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed and flushed. He could’ve picked any cake -- but he chose hers. She now decides to enter the room, purely to see his reaction of her catching him.                              “They look like real nice cakes!” She chirps, making her presence known. And she half sways curiously as she nears the table of cakes, now noticing the male turning around to give her his attention. Would she dare do what she was thinking? They weren’t within the training hours of the day, and she was a cheeky one who liked to tease and have fun. As she nears the man holding the cake, she reaches out a single finger and in a quick swish, she graces the icing to get a small amount on her digit and places it upon his nose. With laughter she then tastes the icing on her finger and adds a throwaway comment.                         “Hm, they are pretty good!”

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💕

ꜱᴇɴᴅ 💕 ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀᴛɪʙʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ. (ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ) 

“Looks like we’re just gonna have to stay as friends, Hana!”She jokes as she shows her friend the result.

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☆

Acts of Affection (open)

☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it.

                    “Hey! -- How did you know I was looking for that?”She asks with a smile, her hands on her hips temporarily before Angie hands her the comb she’d been looking for without outright saying it.

                      “Cheers, Angie! You’re a life saver!” She adds, jokingly.

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𝐍ᶤᵍʰᵗ 𝐒ᵗᵃˡᵏᵉʳ

At the sight of the blink came the drop in his stomach. Against his prior wishes, he had been found out. Whether she had been running from an opponent or a creature of the night, she was running. The Reaper had to remain aware of the possibility that his position had been compromised. No one entirely safe, not even him. 

He was on the move once again, small pats of footsteps leading way to no form of follow up. The Reaper became shadows once again, making his way behind the cadet known as Tracer in a matter of seconds. Slow and steady wins the race. He ignored that sentiment wholeheartedly in place of silence. 

The wraith did all he could to sneak around and behind her with as much grace as his system could muster. Gently reapplying smoke to bones and flesh would always prove to be the most difficult part, requiring the most concentration to make it seem as if it was child’s play. His positioning remained on point as his voice gently crackled with anticipation.

                        ❝Boo❞

She gasps, but remains still with fear. Her inkling was right, and she should’ve carried on but now she was to face the reality of what had been stalking her that night. She takes a deep breath and for just a second she contemplates blinking through her accelerator to escape from the - what she assumed was a man.But curiosity got the better of the pilot, and she peered over her shoulder to see what it was lurking so close.  At first glance, she is quick to turn her body around to face her enemy entirely. She almost couldn’t believe what she was seeing and shock had her spin around almost too quick. She takes a step back, arms out but slightly behind so not to hit a wall. She stumbles as she looses her footing but quickly regains her balance as she focuses on the darker entity. Unsure what about him that made her so on edge, Lena cautiously reaches behind downwards to rest her fingertips, merely caress the holster for her weapon.                              “Who are you? And why are you following me?” She asks, now frowning at the man, anger in her eyes. She wasn’t afraid now that she knew whom she was up against, but somehow she still felt cold, like a uneasy shiver running down her spine.                              “I will shoot! Don’t come any closer!” She adds, this time louder - in case he didn’t hear her the first time. 

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                                            “ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶠ déjà vu ?”                                                                   Indie.                           Canon.                                                                                  Selective.                                                                   Lena Oxton of Overwatch.                                                                        (Rules) (Ask) (About) 

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ʰᵃᶰᵃ

GOTTA GO FAST. 

    hana turned her attention away from her handheld, looking to lena. she gave a smile in reply, nodding to let her know she could carry on with asking.

    the smile dimmed a bit. why would she accept the challenge ? she knew oxton would likely cheat with her blinks and time-travel ( UGH ! such a disadvantage ! ) but why would she do something she wasn’t versatile in ? she was a TANK !

     ❛       NO WAY ! nuh - uh ! i know how you oper - ate, sonic the hedgehog ! i’m not gonna fall for it.       ❜  she huffed, sticking her tongue out to the other girl before turning her attention back to her game.

     ❛       if you REALLY wanna make bets and race against me, i have ALL the mario kart games. that’s something we BOTH can do.      ❜

                              “What?? Why not!?” She gives her friend a ‘ugh’ and an eye roll in response to her declining her ‘invite’. Slender fingers press into her waist as she stands there, frowning, hands on hips and ready to argue her reply. But her interest peaks at the notion of still making bets and racing, and this gets her attention just a bit, giving a faint ‘hm?’ but posture still remaining; wouldn’t give in that easily! 

                              “Alri’ then...” arms fold across her chest as she takes a moment to consider the offer.                                 “You’re -- “ A pause and she leans forward with a cheeky smile.                                                  “On!” And she barely finishes her sentence before she is already walking off, ahead of the girl in hopes to beat her at something else.                                 “C’mon slow poke! Ain’t got all day!” She teases with laughter.

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hey blizzard awesome new hanzo skin

wouldn’t it be a shame if

someone

put a lesbian in it

o         u   o

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❛   ouch! are you okay?   ❜

o.verwatch inspired starters (open) 

                                      “Ugh--”Hand to the already bruising bump to her head. Lena winces at the pain of the throb and even more so as she continues to prod at it. 

                                  “Yeah, I-I think so...” She says with uncertainty. Pushing from one arm, she brings her legs ‘round to be able to push herself from the floor to stand. It is now that she stumbles backwards a few steps.                                   “Maybe..” Even more unsure as her vision is now blurred.                                   “Sorry love, don’t s’pose you could help me find somewhere t’ sit!?”The last thing she would want to do is impose on a stranger, but sometimes it was really your average person who would turn out to be an everyday hero. Lena would be ever so thankful to not pass out surrounded by general public.