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Piggybacking off that previous ask, are there any characters you want to write for? Maybe people haven't requested anything for them but you'd love to try your hand at it? Like Zarya, Mei, Zenyatta, etc.

When I open requests again, I’d actually really love to write something for the local rat of junk. I have no idea why, but Junkrat seems like he’d be super fun to depict. c:

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I’m finally over my cold and feeling much better, so work on the drabbles will promptly resume! Again, I apologize for the delay, and thank you so much to those who sent me well wishes and were so patient. I truly appreciate it. 

In other news, I will be closing requests temporarily until I’ve caught up on the ones I already have. Don’t worry, though! They’ll be back open soon enough! 

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I don't want to request anything because I don't want to swamp you with requests but I'm curious: do you have a character you love to write for, in particular? Are there characters you find easier to write compared to others?

A good question! I’d have to say that my favorite to write for is probably either Gabriel or Genji, but that’s likely because I adore them so much (especially Genji). I don’t know, their “voice” is much easier for me to get the hang of as opposed to say, Hanzo. Hanzo was difficult for me to write in the beginning because he always struck me as more of the silent, observative type. I could convey his body language just fine, but his actual dialogue stumped me at times. Amusingly enough, so did McCree’s for a while. Not to the extent of Hanzo, but my brief dilemma with McCree and his dialogue tickled me since I’m southern. You would think he’d be the easiest one to write, but nooooo. Couldn’t think of any of those ridiculous southern sayings for him to say to save my life. 

At any rate, thanks for the question! I really enjoyed answering this, actually. c: 

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fkdkcnff how about a thing with Soldier: 76 where he admires his girlfriend while they sleep, enjoying their freckles and such . Female pronouns if it's okay and I hope you get to feeling much better soon! Take all the time you need!

!!!! This is cute as heck, and freckles are my one true weakness. Sure, I would love to write this! I’ll add it to the list. 

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Um can I hug you?

Ahhh, how sweet! Sure, I would love a hug. c: Have some hugs back!

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Take all the time you need! I can't speak for everyone who's requested something but I know I can wait -- no need to put pressure on yourself. Hope you feel better!

!!! This is so sweet, thank you so very much for your patience, it means a lot to me.

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Hey guys, I wanted to apologize for the delay in drabbles. I was working on a few but I got a really bad cold, so that's been a pain. I'll get back on track soon, though!

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Another Overwatch OC concept with tidbits of her outfit. 

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note to my followers

you are always ALWAYS welcome to come into my inbox and start talking about aus and headcanons

i don’t care if i’ve never talked to you before

if you just randomly show up in my inbox and start yelling about ideas for headcanons/fics/aus i will immediately start yelling right back at you about said headcanon/fic/au

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!!!! I’ve reached 100 followers already? What? Thank you guys so much! ;_; 

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Kamali is an Omnic psychic who uses her foresight and laser cannon to rescue and aid the innocent, be it humankind or her fellow Omnic. Sixteen years ago, Kamali was built to be of service to the meanest gang in Honolulu, Hawaii. She thought that she would be delivering fortunes to them, turns out that she was to be a comfort slave instead. And fourteen other Omnics, both male and female. Three years of being used and abused by the ruffians, she finally managed to escape with at least eight other Omnics with the help of one gang member, Torino, who never participated in the cruelty of his fellow thugs. The gangster protected them for a short while and slowly started to form an intimate bond with Kamali. Kamali parted ways with her Omnic brothers and sisters and continued to travel with her now human never. One night she had a vision that the world would collapse due to the crisis caused by the Omnics. Terrified of this premonition, she told to Torino of what was to come. Realizing what she had to do, her love encouraged Kamali to go. She tearfully left Torino behind. And traveled to talk to the government about her vision. Of course the human government did not want to hear anything from an Omnic who claimed she could see the future. Kamali made it by due to her predictions of what was to come, not just her but to others as well. Kamali became well known as more and more people came to her because of her future visions. Soon, she was enrolled into Overwatch because of her exceptional ability of foresight. Her real name is Xandra Kaarina Iekika. But was given the nickname Kamali, which means, “One who can foresee”

Ahh, you have such a wonderful OC! She’s very lovely. <3

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Late Night Antics (Tracer/Reader)

Pairing: Tracer/Reader Rating: G Word Count: 869

Lena Oxford was, if nothing else, a very energetic woman. Often times you pondered over where she might keep those extra reserves of bubbliness, because nothing really ever seemed to get her down. She was almost inhumanly saccharine, but you adored it nonetheless. It was perhaps one of your favorite traits, admittedly.

You loved watching her dart to and fro around you, her eyes bright with excitement beneath those orange tinged goggles. Her giggles often encompassed you entirely, her touches fleeting as she blinked in and out of your range, initiating a playful game between the two of you.

It was fun, but you couldn’t blink through time like she could. You exhausted a little quicker than she did, but she was always considerate about it.

You only ever saw your girlfriend wind down in the late hours of the night, when she finally settled beneath the duvet alongside you. She would curl up against you, small and lithe against your side, her chronal accelerator casting a faint blue glow across the both of you as you held her close.

Even when she was getting ready to go to sleep, however, she was still a bit chatty. And the later the hour got, the more humorous her remarks and observations became.

“Do you ever wonder what it’d be like to live on a different planet, love?”

You attempted to mask your smile, peeking one eye open at her. Before you could even respond, she rambled on cheerily.

“Think about it! Everything would be different, don’tcha thing? What if there were aliens?” She was looking at you now, those vibrant irises peeking up from beneath her lashes, and you idly stroked up and down her arm.

“Dunno. I don’t even know what an alien might look like.” You couldn’t help but to humor her, and she tittered to herself at your response.

“They could be really cute— oh, or really scary looking! Maybe something super big, with fur!”

“That sounds like a lot of things we have on Earth,” you observed, arching a brow at her as your fingers skated back and forth across the length of her arm, hoping to soothe and settle her. Her eyebrows scrunched and her lips puckered in thought as she mulled over new possible alien traits, and you managed to stifle your laugh.

She was precious.

The two of you stayed up for about another hour just talking about whatever random or eccentric thing crossed Lena’s mind. The possibilities were endless with her, but eventually, she finally began to tire herself out.

“I love having these talks with you,” she murmured, her voice and gaze softer now. You smiled, pulling her close and pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. The connection lingered for a few heartbeats before you pulled away, humming beneath your breath as you tucked her head under your chin.

“Go to sleep now,” you urged, and she gave a slow nod.

“Roger,” she replied, her voice distorted by a yawn. You dipped your head down, pressing butterfly kisses to each freckle that dotted her cheek and nose until you felt her breathing even out, her body relaxing completely in your arms.

It didn’t take you very long to fall asleep after that. You tended to stay asleep, but Lena didn’t seem to share that habit.

At one in the morning, her eyes popped wide open. She stirred beside you and turned onto her side, nudging you gently with her arm.

“Are you awake, love?” she whispered, her eyes scanning your features as they twitched in protest to being roused. You tried to pretend that you were still sleeping, but she nudged persistently at your arm.

“I am now,” you finally sighed, swallowing and sweeping your hand through your hair as you drew in a slow breath. It took a moment for her face to come into focus in the darkness, but when you squinted at her, she beamed at you.

“Let’s get married.”

At first, the suggestion didn’t register with you. Had you heard her right? Was she being serious?

You must have stared at her in stunned silence for quite some time, because she was starting to look a little nervous. This finally snapped you out of it, and you tucked a strand of brunette hair out of her face when you spoke now.

“Lena, you’re sleep deprived. You don’t know what you’re saying.”

She shook her head then, rolling you onto your back so that she could settle over you, straddling your waist and cupping your face.

“No no, I’m serious, love!” Her face was utterly aglow now, and you were wide awake now.

“Lena, wha— I..it’s one in the morning. I’m not…” You couldn’t believe you were even having this conversation at this hour, “I’m not saying no, but can we please talk about this when the sun is up and I’m more coherent?”

“Of course, love.” Lena pressed a kiss to your forehead, plopping back down next to you.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Lena. Now go back to bed.”

You doubted she would, and you weren’t sure you were going to be able to fall back asleep after this excitement now, either.

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References for when and if I write self insert fics. 

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hey! if you feel like it how about soldier 76 opening up to his s/o after months of getting to know them? :3

“or or the same thing but with pharah!! there is not enough pharah in the world 3″

I’d love to write something for Pharah, actually! No one has requested her until just now. c: 

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I really want to do some prompts from the self-insert prompt list for Overwatch, but I would feel selfish for not making it reader-insert...plus, I'm not sure anyone would even be interested in a self insert fic.

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Would it be possible to do McCree being overly romantic and supportive for a reader that's having a bad day (trans male reader is preferred but gender neutral if you aren't comfortable doing trans, please and thank you)(and nsfw if possible?)

Sure, this sounds like a lovely prompt! c:

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I just want to say thank you because oh my god, that drabble just added at least five years onto my life, that was so fucking adorable I quite literally had to just stare off into the distance twice and just simmer in that tooth-rotting fluff. God, your writing is amazing. You write Hanzo pERFECTLY

!!!!! Ahh, thank you so much! ;_; I’m so glad that you liked it! That prompt was the cutest thing ever, I couldn’t resist. Jsjsbjsj bless you, oh my god. If you ever want anything else written in the future, I’d be happy to write it!