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Meihem Movie Night (They Watch Mad Max)

“Movie night! Movie night! Oi, Roadie! Where the hell are the clean sheets! I know you said we had some!” Junkrat called, his voice muffled from where he was buried halfway inside a half-broken wardrobe. Both arms moved rapidly in an almost digging motion, throwing out bomb casings, spare traps, scrap metal bits, and other garbage into a growing pile on the floor behind him. A few moments later, and he emerged holding an armful of white cloth that was streaked with black and gray. “You said you were gonna clean them! These ain’t clean!”

The gargantuan junker didn’t look up from his book on the other side of the room, sitting on his special-made bench that was still starting to sag in the middle from the sheer weight of him. He had discarded his usual armor, and wore nothing but a pair of Pachimari! Say Hello! print pajama pants and some slippers that might have been white at some point in distant history. “They don’t stay clean if you put dirty things on top of them.”

“She can’t sleep on these!” Junkrat snapped, unfurling them and inspecting the grease and soot as though it suddenly bothered him, even as his own fingers left dirty prints on what remained of the white cloth. “I’ll go get some clean ones, love. They think I can’t get into that supply closet down the hall, but I know h-”

Mei held up both hands quickly. “It’s fine, honestly. I brought a clean blanket just in case, I can sleep on top of it.” She held up one of her many cozy flannel comforters, this one a dark blue print that she knew would be the easiest one to clean after withstanding a night in bed with Junkrat. Even after showering, the man just attracted grime to the point where she honestly thought of studying him as a scientific anomaly. Her own sheets had testified to that many times over now. “This will be just fine.”

“Sleepin’ on top of it? What if you get cold?” Junkrat looked unsure, scratching at the back of his singed scalp.

“Well…You’ll keep me warm, won’t you?”

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ok why hasn’t scene stealer uploaded the hq of this picture I’ve been waiting for months so I could look at and zoom in on his cute ass lil button red nose in clear nice quality 😤💘💞💗


the GazettE PVs 1/別れ道 (Wakaremichi)

Imagine Sam getting shrunk

“What’s goin’ on, short stuff?” you grinned, ruffling Sam’s hair like he usually did to you as you walked past.

He smiled, shaking his head and looking at his weirdly small feet.

“What’s the matter, little one?” you teased, “Don’t like not having your insane Sasquatch height?”

“I feel so off balance,” he chuckled, “I don’t know how you live like this all the time.”

“I’m taller than you! You’re just a cute lil’ button right now.”

He rolled his eyes, “Are we trying to get me back to normal or…?”

Dean shrugged, “I sort of like you like this. You know, you are the little brother, after all.”

Sam heaved a sigh, causing his too-big shirt to fall off his shoulder.

He clenched his jaw.

“We’re changing me back.”

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