#vershh

This is nice because @humbertsobek is 21 and calling a minor a ‘lil bitch’ because they pointed out that genderbends are gross (because they are transphobic). 

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!11

it is a good idea. I already know what I draw. hope u like it. С:

yoooo I wrote a OW/PR snippet thing because LOOK AT THIS FUCKING ART BY @VERSHH GUYS, LOOK AT IT, I CAN’T STOP SMILING STUPIDLY JUST LOOK AT THEM BEING ALL HAPPY

and that, you know, needed a ficlet.

more ridiculous Overwatch/Pacific Rim shenanigans under this tag. and MORE ART HERE LOOK HOLY FUCK DORADO IS HOT AS BALLS

oh yeah and Zenyatta got put over into J-Tech. because robot.

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They've barely disengaged from Dorado before they're in each other's arms, breathless and exhilarated, adrenaline still coursing through their veins.

"That was--"

"--amazing, fucking hell, the Drift has never--"

"--been that strong before, right?"

Jack pries his arm from around Gabriel's waist to reach up for his own helmet, undoing the clasps. When he drops it to the floor he can already predict Zenyatta's lecture, but it's lost in the back of his mind beneath the lingering images of a life not his own. The bustling of downtown Los Angeles, the open stretch of the Pacific Ocean; the rich scent of coriander and cumin. With every second outside the Drift the memories fade - but any melancholy from their loss vanishes with Gabriel's hand resting at the small of his back, the two of them pressed together in that post-Drift need that drives Jaeger pilots to maintain their connection to each other.

'Engaging auto-dock,' the Athena A.I. announces placidly as Dorado jolts to one side. LOCCENT would have demanded a manual eject if one of them had been injured, but they're both whole and safe, and they sink down to the floor of the Conn-pod as Dorado is lifted up to be ferried back to her docking platform.

Jack reaches to pull off Gabriel's helmet as well, tangling his fingers in the dark curls at the back of his partner's head. He leans forward, pressing their foreheads together with a grin.

"That was amazing," he repeats, soft, wondering. They've Drifted before, in training and in Dorado herself, but this is the first time they've fought together. This is the first time they've taken down a kaiju.

Gabriel laughs, bright and unabashed. He tightens his arm around Jack's waist, lifting his hand to cup Jack's cheek in his hand and draw him in for a sweet kiss.

In a few minutes they'll exit Dorado to the sound of cheers and congratulations, the entirety of the Gibraltar Watchpoint celebrating their victory. Angela will eventually drag them off to Medical to get checked out, and later tonight will undoubtedly be spent drinking. Jack will inevitably make a fool out of himself, and Tracer will almost certainly capture the entire thing on video.