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kiss me?
(Always bunny <3. I’d love to give you a soft kiss, also have some writing)
That little phrase paused the fingers in Hana’s hair. Brigitte looked up at her tiny gamer gf, so comfortable on top of her chest, with a smile. “Of course, kanin.” She said softly while taking in a deep breath to sit up. The Swede quickly wrapped her arms around Hana in an effort to not let her fall off the bed. She adjusted so her bunny was being cradled. “Where did you say you wanted the kiss again? Here?” Brigitte bent down and kissed her forehead. She could almost feel the crease in her brow from the movement.
Of course she knew where Hana wanted it, but something about that pout made her want to tease. Brigitte tilted her head, hair falling onto Hana. The only look she received was offense mixed with pout. She chuckled at the sight, “No? Did I get it wrong?” She kissed the tip of her nose and earned a huff in frustration. “You got to tell me where, Hana.” Brigitte squeezed her a little. That did it as her face was taken between calloused palms and brought down for a proper kiss. A small noise left the back of her throat and she sunk into it easily enough.
The teasing was fun while it lasted.
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Tagged by: @hanaasung (technically not really but it said anyone soooo)
Tagging: I dunno anyone can do it go for it
Y’all go off what kind of energy does your muse got?
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♥ — the destruction caused by the omnics here… it reminds me of HOME.
ind. dva of overwatch — given life by hana multiship / multiverse / OC FRIENDLY
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Humble beginnings lead her to a life of stardom. A life of lights, cameras, and adoring fans. They also lead her to a life lived in defense of her people, fighting an enemy they barely understand in order to keep her home safe. She plays to win.
An independent, video game/gaming-based multi-muse, feat. Hana Song (D.Va) of Overwatch!
🎮 ~ Developed by Daisy
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your'e gorgus
(uHM? NO U???? I’ll fuckin fight you on this. Tho like, if you’re aiming this towards Brigitte highkey hit her with that. She is gorgus.) Brigitte squinted at the words on her phone, wrench in her free hand raised up to scratch her head in confusion. Was Hana okay? Did she need help? Was she...drunk? The Swede blinked once, then twice as her face slowly become red. They did say you were more honest when you were drunk...She hoped it had an inkling of truth there. Brigitte dropped the wrench down onto her work bench, turning around do she could lean against it. How did you reply to this? She figured she should’ve checked on Hana if she was messing up words this bad. Not even autocorrect seemed to be able to save her. Brigitte took a deep breath, getting a whiff of all the smoke in the area and let out a small cough instinctively. It always made her voice a bit more gravely than she liked. “Oh kanin, I’m not even sure you know how much you make me worry.” She said to herself with a surprisingly affectionate tone. Brigitte brought her device up in order to text a reply. “Do you want me to come by?” “Can I get you some water?”
“Hana, I have feelings for you.” “Please let me hold you, you’re too cute.” “Kanin? Did you mean to send that? Do you want me to get you some water?” Brigitte finished her text after several tries. She reread it until she was satisfied and smiled to herself. It was nice that Hana texted her, whether she was exhausted or drunk. Brigitte flicked on her sound and turned the volume all the way up as to make sure she didn’t miss a reply. Her cheeks burned as she pulled the welding mask over her head. She’d have to make food for the tiny, but mighty bunny. Brigitte smiled to herself under the protective headgear and changed her main focus to the dangerous torch in her hand. It definitely didn’t stop her from glancing to her phone more often than not.
#(Whoops I turned it into a drabble)#Brigitte At Your Service (asks)#Mekanic#(It's gay. She's gay)#(Lookit her go the gaylord.)#exoforce
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Hope you’re OK! Remember that people care about you!
((Thank you!! I’m okay, discord rp has actually been taking up most of my writing and I’ve just figured out the tumblr style of stuff just isn’t my favorite. If anyone’s wanting to write, just hit me up for my discord!))
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If you receive this, you make someone happy! If you'd like, go on anonymous and send this to your followers who make you happy or some that you think need cheering up. If you get some back, even better. ♥
(Whoa. That’s really sweet. I really appreciate it! oh gosh!!)
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A very adorable Hana x Brigitte commissioned by @ziegler-mercys , you’re so sweet ❤️
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♥ — the destruction caused by the omnics here… it reminds me of HOME.
ind. dva of overwatch — given life by hana multiship / multiverse / OC FRIENDLY
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shipping and handling?
Brigitte is actually fairly patient! She’s loyal to a fault and will stick with her significant other. However, she is stubborn. Brig won’t let arguments last until the night because going to bed angry is something she’s firmly against. Best advice is big acts of romance like buying her a bunch of things are gonna make her uncomfortable, she’s not a materialistic person. Telling her firmly what you want is for the best in any situation. If you really want to try and make it up to her because something small, but still upset her happened, buy her sweets. She’s a pretty forgiving person after food. Oh! Let her show off, sometimes she’ll lift heavy things in secret hopes someone notices. She’s very proud of the work she’s put in to fight as she does. Brig’s an affectionate person, sometimes a hand hold or a hug means more to her than words will given the situation. Honesty means a more to Brig than trying to spare her feelings on a matter.
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There’s this running joke about Sundown that everyone knows. People will tell you that the night life here is crazy, and then - depending on the kind of company you keep - they’ll either look like they’ve told the world’s best joke, or they’ll get pretty quiet after that. Maybe a little sad-looking. Either way, the punchline is always the same. Just a warning.
Don’t get caught up in it.
People always assume the mundane route, because the makes the most sense, doesn’t it? Drugs. Street crime. Maybe gang wars. Sometimes the human condition is just the worst-case scenario, and you have to deal with that. Around here, though, ill-intentioned humans aren’t the only thing lurking in the dark. Turns out that’s worse.
Sundown boasts an above-average population of supernatural entities, and for reasons nobody can quite narrow down, that number is still growing. Don’t get it twisted: human-on-human crime is still very much present. But the number of missing persons reports and cold case files certainly does suggest that the local population is a little hungrier than most.
If you find yourself on the side of the otherworldly, welcome: you’ll no doubt find that hunting is easy, territory is easily negotiated, and hardly anyone will bat an eye if you’re looking a little haggard around the full moon, or first thing in the morning, or… always. Consider it a perk of outnumbering the human population roughly three-to-one: you’ll find yourself understood more often than not.
If you’re - well - only human, the welcome still applies. Just be cautious. If you’re not prepared to face the city’s underbelly, then keep your head down. Get into the habit of giving other people a wide berth, especially after dark, and not looking too hard at the stains on someone’s sneakers. It may be the difference between making it home, and getting - as you’ve no doubt been warned - caught up in the night life.
Welcome to In Articulo Mortis.
In Articulo Mortis is a lit paragraph-style Overwatch roleplay server. This server is a modern AU in which Overwatch characters can be played as either humans or supernatural entities. Plotting amongst one another is encouraged, although serverwide plots may be implemented at a later date. At this time, we are not accepting original characters, but may open the roster to them once canon slots are coming close to being filled entirely - until then, we encourage people to apply as their favorite canon character!
Applications can be submitted to @iamblog-official with a writing sample. Please refer to the list of claimed canons before applying, as we do not allow doubles. Thanks for reading, and we look forward to hearing from you! <3
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There’s this running joke about Sundown that everyone knows. People will tell you that the night life here is crazy, and then - depending on the kind of company you keep - they’ll either look like they’ve told the world’s best joke, or they’ll get pretty quiet after that. Maybe a little sad-looking. Either way, the punchline is always the same. Just a warning.
Don’t get caught up in it.
People always assume the mundane route, because the makes the most sense, doesn’t it? Drugs. Street crime. Maybe gang wars. Sometimes the human condition is just the worst-case scenario, and you have to deal with that. Around here, though, ill-intentioned humans aren’t the only thing lurking in the dark. Turns out that’s worse.
Sundown boasts an above-average population of supernatural entities, and for reasons nobody can quite narrow down, that number is still growing. Don’t get it twisted: human-on-human crime is still very much present. But the number of missing persons reports and cold case files certainly does suggest that the local population is a little hungrier than most.
If you find yourself on the side of the otherworldly, welcome: you’ll no doubt find that hunting is easy, territory is easily negotiated, and hardly anyone will bat an eye if you’re looking a little haggard around the full moon, or first thing in the morning, or… always. Consider it a perk of outnumbering the human population roughly three-to-one: you’ll find yourself understood more often than not.
If you’re - well - only human, the welcome still applies. Just be cautious. If you’re not prepared to face the city’s underbelly, then keep your head down. Get into the habit of giving other people a wide berth, especially after dark, and not looking too hard at the stains on someone’s sneakers. It may be the difference between making it home, and getting - as you’ve no doubt been warned - caught up in the night life.
Welcome to In Articulo Mortis.
In Articulo Mortis is a lit paragraph-style Overwatch roleplay server. This server is a modern AU in which Overwatch characters can be played as either humans or supernatural entities. Plotting amongst one another is encouraged, although serverwide plots may be implemented at a later date. At this time, we are not accepting original characters, but may open the roster to them once canon slots are coming close to being filled entirely - until then, we encourage people to apply as their favorite canon character!
Applications can be submitted to @iamblog-official with a writing sample. Please refer to the list of claimed canons before applying, as we do not allow doubles. Thanks for reading, and we look forward to hearing from you! <3
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Send me ‘Shipping and Handling’ for romance advice regarding my muse(s)!
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The mechanic placed a firm grip on their shoulder and finish closing their hand. The noise of it deploying sounded like a smooth click as the hard light came to life in order to fill the new expanded corners of the shield. Brigitte gave Raquel a lopsided smile, “How’s it feel? I hope it’s not too underwhelming. Honestly, even after seeing it dozens of times, I still never get tired of it.” The Swede chuckled a little breathy at the sight of the shield. It was easily taller than Brigitte, made to protect her and her team. Brigitte reached out to touch the light gingerly. Her shield would gain a shimmer every other second, but there wasn’t much she could do about a stealth situation in that instance.
Her face goes a little red, “It’s actually kind of fun to pose with it and say something cool. I know it’s not meant to be a toy, but I always used to play knights when I was a kid. It’s kind of embarrassing, but the shields were always the best part to it.”
♎ Your muse compliments mine for something they accomplished.
Brigitte’s eyes widened a little, she hadn’t seen or met this person before. She moved to rub the back of her neck from nerves, but with wrench in hand it turned into her pressing a wrench against her bare neck. The Swede was definitely a little flustered, people didn’t usually compliment her out of the blue- well not anyone she didn’t know. Brigitte chuckled, cheeks red, “Aw, thanks. I really appreciate it, especially from someone I don’t actually know. I put a lot of work into it.” She ran her hand over the lion emblem, “I’m really proud of it. Brigitte reached the hand out with her wrench, clear that was her dominant hand apparently, “Oh- wait.” She put the wrench aside and held her gloved hand out. “I’m Brigitte, Brigitte Lindholm. It’s nice to meet you.”
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[Trimmed, look here!]
Brigitte moved to open the arm of the glove for Raquel to slip into, true to her word it was fairly loose. She let go of the armor however to check the shield’s integrity. Her worry was about the jamming that would happen every once and a blue moon. It’d only take a few turns of the screwdriver for it to fix anyways, but it’d still be embarrassing. Brigitte glanced at Raquel and placed the shield onto the glove, she circled around them and reached to touch the hand their hand. ”Here, you’re going to feel just a little bit of kickback when it pops out. Just...” Brigitte reached and closed their hand, stopping at the ring finger. “That’s where the mechanism is in.” She paused for a moment with a hand hovering over their shoulder. There was a worried furrow in her brow, “Do you want me to hold onto you so you won’t get startled?” Brigitte asked earnestly. She looked at the collapsed shield for a moment and thought. Her lip finding its way between her teeth before she spoke again, “The speed is pretty sudden, it’s made for quick defending. I don’t think the shield itself is too heavy...I recently adjusted it for the speed of the deployment instead of how much damage it can take.”
♎ Your muse compliments mine for something they accomplished.
Brigitte’s eyes widened a little, she hadn’t seen or met this person before. She moved to rub the back of her neck from nerves, but with wrench in hand it turned into her pressing a wrench against her bare neck. The Swede was definitely a little flustered, people didn’t usually compliment her out of the blue- well not anyone she didn’t know. Brigitte chuckled, cheeks red, “Aw, thanks. I really appreciate it, especially from someone I don’t actually know. I put a lot of work into it.” She ran her hand over the lion emblem, “I’m really proud of it. Brigitte reached the hand out with her wrench, clear that was her dominant hand apparently, “Oh- wait.” She put the wrench aside and held her gloved hand out. “I’m Brigitte, Brigitte Lindholm. It’s nice to meet you.”
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