Y'all know I can't resist r63 so behold! Women (and Pyro)
Bonus doodles (including femHeavyMedic and some commentary) under the cut!
Solly has a mullet, here's a better view of that without her headband
Obligatory HeavyMedic, feat oblivious sapphic Heavy and gremlin lesbian Medic
Demowoman taking a snooze
Notes:
Medic looks kinda like Miss Pauling and I didn't realize that until the HeavyMedic doodle. Damn. Oh well I'm not changing the design she's just going to look like an older evil Miss P
Pyro is the same as always, the only difference that they're obsessed with Dinosaurs and the team started out defaulting to "she/her" for them
Scout's necklace is a locket with a single, blurry, worn photo of her mom in it. She would never be able to identify Spy using it, but it means a lot to her
In the specific AU(s) I have in my brain, the only characters who've been swapped are the Mercs and anyone who would need to be swapped for the sake of keeping the logic consistent. So, Scout's Ma is her dad here and Heavy is the oldest of four sisters. However, Miss Pauling is still a woman. I have a specific reason that boils down to "it's funnier"
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your art is such an inspiration in every way but it also got me over my crazytown fear of selfship with ocs and in having the most fun ive ever had in my life. Hanging out with him in my mind (also your linear burn lineart trick helped so much?? all of my sketches feel so complete now. i love it!!)
oc selfship cope is the only thing keeping me alive and sane rn so if i can spread that knowledge/courage/ability/etc im happy ^_^ yippee
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Whumptober No. 4- Sybil
Sybil hated sleep. She'd avoid it at all costs, pumping loud music through her headphones, or knitting blankets until Angus yelled at her to stop because they were running out of places to store them. It was a grueling task, but she tried to make it work to her advantage, researching the various cities, in the hopes of one day disappearing all together, along with her friends. But every bit as much as she craved freedom, so her body craved sleep, and soon or later, she would eventually doze off, too tired to fight off the demons that roamed freely about her dreams.
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"Just make it stop," She sobbed between rounds, "I'll do anything you want. Just don't do it again."
But the woman smiled, saying that pain was a critical part of making a masterpiece as she cranked the voltage all the way.
Fire burned through her arm, peeling away at her flesh, sinking its teeth into her bones. Sybil howled, thrashing against the table, tears streaming down her cheeks. "You're a monster," she choked, body twitching involuntarily as the voltage faded, "You're a monster and I hope you rot in hell."
"If I am a monster, why am I the one with no fish fangs or tail?" The museum curator clicked her tongue as if what she said settled the matter, and walking over and ripping back the wires. She smiled, admiring her handywork, ignoring the girl's whimpers as she prodded her sizzling wounds.
"Hmm. Not my best work, I think we need to do another round."
"Please," she sobbed "At the very least, just put me to sleep."
"You'll live," she replied in a singsong tone, "Who knows? Maybe someday this will all just feel like a dream."
...
Sybil jerked, opening her eyes. The operating room was gone, nothing more than a fragmented memory. Distantly, she could hear the sounds of Alex struggling with the garden gate. She sighed and forced herself to smile. It was kind of funny. They'd lived here for just short of a year now, and Alex still couldn't figure the damned thing out. But her smile quickly faded, as she became aware of a second sound-- a second voice-- lilted and strange. She grabbed Angus's bb gun and swung it towards the door as it opened.
"Halt! Who goes there?"
"Syl, it's me!" Alex threw up her hands, "I'm sorry this is such short notice, but. I broke out another one."
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real talk for a sec: in what godforsaken reality/dimension/parallel universe would Andrew's drugs be considered medication?
this kid, who's normally known to be eerily quiet most of the time (with occasional violent tendencies when provoked), is legally forced to take these "meds" and he starts talking randomly in book/movie lines, they make him look and act high when on them, give him extreme withdrawal symptoms, make him fall asleep in places and around people he would never fall asleep otherwise, make him think that pulling his knives to someone's neck as a (more believable) threat is somehow the correct way to handle a situation.
like?? if anything that medication made him even more violent.
what sane person would see him react that way think "yeah, those are the right meds for him"?
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okay jo question for you. should i watch grey’s anatomy (I think you’ve watched this right?)
yes, i have! i grew up watching it, but i was always more of a housegirl and that was my sister and mother's show, but it is very much an integral part of my identity still. <- this is precisely why i don't know what to tell you. it has too many seasons, but it was never much of a commitment to me because i just watched it whenever it was on TV and i have no idea how to binge stuff anyways. i think it's worth it? but i'm not the best person for this question ultimately.
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Having a holistic-centered family while loving science be like:
“Yeah I took tums cause my stomach felt bad”
“TUMS?! THAT HAS CHEMICALSSSS”
“It’s literally just flavored chalk we learned this in organic chemistry”
“WELL CHALK SHOULDNT BE IN YOUR BODY”
“It just neutralizes excess stomach acid that’s all it does”
“WELL WHY DO YOU HAVE EXCESS STOMACH ACID YOU SHOULD FIGURE THAT OUT FIRST”
“I’d love to know too but I haven’t figured that out yet so for now I’m sticking to tums”
“YOU’RE LIVER CHI DEFICIENT THATS YOUR PROBLEM”
“…(what does that even mean)”
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