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“I wake up and I pinch myself…
…you’re with me, not someone else.”

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Relationship moodboard
“I wake up and I pinch myself…
…you’re with me, not someone else.”

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"What's up everypony! Bro hoof!"
Lucio will be excommunicated from existence
@ampitup-frogboy [continued from here]
Jamison had simply been roaming the empty halls, no place in particular his destination and his mind a mess of too many intrusive thoughts. A flash of dark skin and vibrant green ripped through his haze; Lúcio. A small smile and a shrug were his initial answer, “Oh, y’know - “ his explanation caught in his throat and again, he simply shrugged, gaze averting as his smile turned a bit sheepish, “Can’t sleep.”
There was a short pause before Junkrat was babbling on again, never one to find solace in the silence, “So! Workin’ out, eh? A bit a 3am training? Need a partner?”
"Apart from being sexy what do you do for a living?" /shittypickuplines
“Occasional murder.”
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For every “😡” received I’ll describe something I dislike about rping the muse.|| accepting
|| There’s so many McC.ree.s out there. He’s one of the most popular characters to RP it seems, and sometimes that’s discouraging. I am not hating on any other muns writing him, would never do that, since every take on him is very different and unique. But sometimes you just... feel like you sink down into a hole and suddenly no one really cares about your very own portrayal anymore.

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((continuation from here with @ampitup-frogboy ))
The audible sigh that the swede let out was laced with the tell-tale terns of paternal concern, having had the same sort of talk with Brigitte and been on the receiving end of a similar conversation with his dearest wife, he couldn’t help but show concern for the typically chipper lad whom currently had bags under his eyes so deep they could hold his weekly shopping with little difficulty. So instead he looked from them to the skates they were working on, eyeing up the damage and making immediate mental notes in his head as to what repairs he might need to make from just a simple ocular inspection.
“Get yerself to bed and i’ll finish up for ye,” he said after a few moments more before stepping up beside them and gently attempting to pluck whatever tool they were holding from their hand, a light hint towards them looking after themselves as opposed to blatantly trying to seize control of their work. “yer practically fallin asleep in yer chair Lucio, ye may know what ye’re doin but tiredness will only cause ye more hassle then its worth; trust me on that one”
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Lúcio put his hand over his head, “Head injuries bleed like that. Don’t worry it’s not that bad. Did they get you?”
She looks concerned, regardless of the way he brushes it off. “I’m alright.” Bruised, sore, but ultimately, okay. “Are you sure you don’t need anything?”
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“Hey, Lucio!” Iosif grinned, approaching the other with coffee in hand. His hair was in a braid down his back, and he was wearing mostly denim under his coat; he’d just gotten off a shift at the steel factory. “What brings you out here? Not more danger, I hope.”