What did/do you like about Pharah?
Uh, gameplay-wise, I really love characters in shooters who rely on three-dimensional movement techs. Chaining together hover and jump to stay in the air for as long as possible and keep momentum is so satisfying, and picking enemies off from the sky made me feel like a bird of prey. I was a good Pharah main.
Story-wise, there unfortunately isn't much to canonically go off because Pharah is so underutilized and neglected. Her personality's pretty boilerplate "heroic hero" (she's literally inspired by Captain America).
But it's the crumbs/bits and pieces that I really latched onto. Pharah's a confirmed lesbian; her short story with Baptiste implies she harbors a crush on Mercy (fucking thank you.). She's biracial Egyptian/First Nations. She has major mommy issues, having grown up both admiring and resenting Ana. She's the bridge between Old Overwatch, inspired by the idealized heroes who surrounded her childhood, and New Overwatch. She's one of the only inter-generational characters in the cast; someone whose experiences span the gap, which is why I seriously believe Pharah would make a great main character.
There isn't much to go off of, though; she's a very uncomplicated character (she's a soldier for a private military corporation, lol.). But that just means she's a blank slate character, so I've seen fanfic writers run wild and create some really interesting takes on her. My favorite interpretation of her's a dense, herbo gym-bro type (a lot of her liens are about work outs, exercising, and playing sports) who's easily excitable under her seemingly self-serious, armored visage. We see how she tends to gloat and hype herself up when she's on a streak too, so Pharah definitely has a competitive and boastful side under her more professional and militant performance.
Now Mercy? Mercy is a real complex character.
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Places: The Sea and the Stars or Where the Night Sky Meets the Ocean
At night, when the sky is full of stars and the sea is still you get the wonderful sensation that you are floating in space.
Requested by @kaiyves-backup
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Danielβs song choice for the garage playlist - Nothing is Precious // Curtisy
Who needs improvement? Me? Don't be stupid [...]
As far as this goes, I'm him [...]
Thank the coach he put me in
I thank the sun for rising
Thankful I survived, should've died i was dying too
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Thoughts on Iterators- a Series(??) part 2a- Generations
eeeh it's so late i fucked my sleep schedule it's midnight ahhhh-
i actually really wanna go into detail about what innovations came with which generation
(example g.3 introduced the skin as another layer of insulation which got added to a lot of models retroactively as it greatly reduced energy cost of thermoregulation) but i won't get anywhere if i go into every little detail
i gotta stop being slightly coherent and just start rambling like a mad man
part 1
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Here is the whole team roster!
From left to right: Luna, Faye, Breela, Sela, Keno, and Ambrose.
I love these little miscreants so much omg
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Nine Lines / Seven Sentence Sunday
I decided to combine these since the last nine sentences I wrote were too spoilery, but I wanted to share more than seven from somewhere else in the fic.
Thank you @elodiah, @lokimobius and @devilbearingtrouble for the Sunday tags! And @kcscribbler and @lokimobius for the Nine Lines tags!
Remember when I said I was putting Don in President Loki's horns? This is more of that.
CW suggestive/NSFW
Don raised his hands to take the horns off and ropes of green light snaked around his wrists, yanking them down.
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"Loki..."
βI was born to rule, you know,β Loki said in that lovely growl of his. He dropped his hands to Donβs thighs and slid them up teasingly slow. Don started caring less about taking the horns off and more about when Loki would put his hands where Don wanted them.
βI couldβve been king of Asgard, king of Jotunheim.β Loki leaned in and nosed at a sensitive spot of Donβs neck. Don strained up into the touch, unable to do more with his hands stuck to the bed.
Lokiβs hands went back down the inside of his thighs, fingernails digging in as they trailed away from Donβs crotch; Don groaned in dismay. It was going to be one of those nights.Β
I'm counting my thank yous as my tags, but here's a couple more (no pressure!): @thosegayoldmen @silentxsymphony @wolfpup026
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