“Loki, I thought the world of you. I thought we were going to fight
side-by-side forever, but at the end of the day you’re you and I’m me
and… oh, maybe there’s still good in you but… let’s be honest, our
paths diverged a long time ago.”
@semirebel — “I want Jon and Arya standing together before the White Walkers attack and Jon says something like “maybe now would be a good time to start praying” and Arya just goes “There’s only one god, Jon, and his name is Death. And there’s only one thing we say to Death: not today.” And Jon just looks at her like she’s the most badass person he’s ever met”——–
Don’t get me wrong, I want new lore just as much as the next person. But for me, seeing lore we already know brought to life is wonderful in itself.
Like, I had no real concept of just how tragic and inspiring Mei’s background story is. Watching her mourn the loss of her friends, then be filled with hope under the Aurora and set off across the Antarctic to help save the world, it gave her character so much more depth, and I love that.
Give me Angela Ziegler losing her parents in the face of war and deciding there is still good in humanity by training to become a doctor.
Give me a young Hanzo Shimada being told by the clan elders that he must kill his own brother, and the heartbreak as he stands over Genji’s lifeless body.
Give me Genji Shimada’s thirst for revenge as he wipes out the entire clan that rejected him, all while he is struggling to accept his new body.
Give me Zenyatta taking Genji under his wing and teaching him to love himself again.
Give me Gabriel Reyes leading humanity to victory, fighting side by side with his best friend in the Omnic Crisis, only for him to be cast aside when Jack is given the role of Strike Commander.
Give me seventeen year old Jesse McCree giving up all hope in a small jail cell on Route 66 when a stranger walks in and gives him another chance.
Give me Hana Song being thrown into stardom, then put on the frontline to fight for her country - all when she is nineteen.
Give me a young Satya Vaswani being plucked from the slums to become one of the best Architechs Vishkar has ever seen.
Give me Lúcio Correia dos Santos, international star, using his fame to rally together his fans and fight for the freedom of this world.
Give me Fareeha Amari learning of her mother’s death and the grief that fills her as she beats herself up for drifting apart from the woman who raised her.
Give me Aleksandra Zaryanova choosing to give up all prospects of becoming a world champion to fight for her country and protect her family.
Give me a brainwashed Amélie Lacroix killing the love of her life in his sleep.
Give me the usually bright and bubbly Lena Oxton on the brink of losing all hope as she flits in and out of existence.
There is so much potential within this wonderful cast of characters, and I for one can’t wait to see who we learn about next.
I asked @thatsthat24 who would most likely wear Heelys, and he says it would be Patton. I drew the aftermath of him trying on Heelys and falling a numerous amount. I started drawing at 1:35 am or something and know it’s 2:57 in the morning. I am tired and I’m going to maybe sleep an question why I was drawing at almost three in the morning.
imagine a modern Artemis, her clothes smudged with dirt and blood. Hair the color of deep earth, intertwined with bones and leaves. She isn’t pretty. She doesn’t have to be. She’s beautiful, terrifying, and doesn’t care what you think.
Imagine a modern Artemis who gave up her bow a century ago. She carries guns now. Two strapped to her side, another across her back. Her forests are various battlefields. She fights side by side with the female soldiers. War is her sister’s domain, but Athena doesn’t mind.
Imagine a modern Artemis running an animal shelter. She protects all sort of beasts. Her workers are all women that she found: abused, homeless, alone. She protects them now - she teaches them how to protect themselves. They call themselves the huntresses.
Imagine a modern Artemis walking in hand in hand with her brother. They walk through LGBT youth centers. They walk the streets in search of runaway youths. Artemis stops to talk to trans youths, young lesbians, and bisexual girls. “You are valid,” She says, “you are worthy.”
Imagine a modern Artemis, walking by the full moon’s light. She sees a man attempt to force himself on a young girl. She readies her gun and fires. It hits him in the stomach; he’ll die slowly. She smiles to herself as the girl escapes.
In the old days, Artemis used to hunt legendary beasts. Now She kills a different kind of monster.