A birthday gift to Roxi! Happy Birthday to my dam book godmother. LMAO I will never forget the first time you messaged me was because I drew Leo Valdez and Nico di Angelo BLESS THE GODS I DREW THEM or else we wouldn’t even be friends. So here’s my your Mako-chan after rescuing a cute lil bunny who seems to develop a sort of crush on this big adorable human fireman.
I’m a 21st Century Guy. June 16th, 2016. Digital Painting.
So I played 999 recently and found a new white-haired anime boy to swoon over. Seriously though, if you’re like me and somehow missed out on the Zero Escape train PLEASE play it! It is incredibly well written and I don’t think I’ve been as thoroughly blind-sided by a game in a long time. Santa is obviously the best character and I will fight anyone who says otherwise!
OMG I'm in love with those relationship challenge prompts! 😍 can I get some S76 with prompt 59: as the saying goes, you don't know what you have till it's gone? Please and thank you! 😙
As the saying goes: you don’t know what you have until it’s gone.
Jack Morrison wasn’t a boastful man, but he was prideful. He was the head of the greatest organization in the world, tasked with protecting its citizens and maintaining an uneasy peace. He was the face of Overwatch, of the US Army, of doing what was right not for recognition but for the sake of humanity. He was praised from every corner of the Earth in every language that was spoken. He had you, his beautiful lover and fighter, the biggest jewel in the crown that the world had bestowed upon him. And it had gone straight to his pretty blonde head.
At the first whisperings of corruption, Jack had laughed. Nothing happened in Overwatch that he didn’t know about, that he was confident of. He didn’t fear the rumor mill because they were just that, rumors. Nothing more and nothing less. When Amelie had been kidnapped from housing on the Overwatch campus, it was a fluke, a once in a lifetime happenstance that only really happened because someone on the security team was slacking. When Amelie was returned it only helped to stoke that confidence of his and when Gerard was slain he wrote it off once more.
Losing Ana started the snowball of doubt in the old soldier, only compounded when Gabriel started to bring him troubling evidence of widespread corruption in Overwatch. You tried to assuage the guilt that began to creep in, working in tandem with both Gabriel and Jack to try and solve where everything went so wrong. But you didn’t get too far, whatever bigger organization putting a stop to all of your meddling. You had been in the office with them the day the Swiss campus exploded, but unlike the two super soldiers your body was not meant to withstand high velocity impacts or explosions. He remembered holding your broken body in his arms; screaming for help that came too late, tears and blood running in rivulets down his face.
As the saying goes: you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. His pride, his love, his home, his family.
Jack dropped to one of his knees, pressing a soft kiss against your gravestone’s holopic, staring ruefully at your picture before standing up. Affixing his mask back to his face, he shed the sadness of Jack Morrison and slipped back into the role of Soldier: 76, the vigilante hellbent on ending corruption through whatever means necessary. He would get revenge for you, he would make amends for his sins.