It’s Frustrating When Your Parents Just Don’t Listen. It’s Upsetting At The Fact That One Doesn’t

Mirror Watch WidowMaker AKA Captain Lacroix is not only HOT but also…The Backstory🗿🔥

Okay, so awhile back I wrote a post about what if Gérard was alive and they had this cute “imma kill you yet I miss you so much” dynamic and then with Mirror Watch introduced along with Captain Lacroix and her dialogue about Gérard being ALIVE and her and I quote-

“I can’t wait to tell Gérard about this!” That…That’s adorable. Now, I have some IDEAS ABOUT THIS!

The first thing I thought about this is “omg they work together?!” Like, that would be kinda cute, he’s the info guy in her ear and she’s the lady on a mission while lightly chatting up her husband, like that’s adorable! Gérard definitely gave me the vibe that he didn’t work on the field but he was definitely the information guy BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN THE GUY DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO FIGHT! I could totally see the two on an occasion where they’re on a mission together and completely OWNING TALON.

Then…the Angsty Idea. I know WidowMaker traded places with Ana but what if in this world of MirrorWatch there IS gonna be a WidowMaker that isn’t just Ana…But we just haven’t seen it yet.

Picture this, Captain Lacroix is a revered agent in Overwatch, to the point it’s getting on Talon’s nerves, they can’t seem to get their hands on her, she’s untouchable, taking out people important to their plans, left and right with a shot of a bullet. But what if instead of setting sights on her they set sights on her clueless husband, Gérard Lacroix. A well known and esteemed violinist, whose life was music but whose life was also dedicated and devoted to his wife…you might see where I am going with this.

My proposal for this version of WidowMaker is…Serpent.

An artist reshaped into a deadly assassin who deals with espionage, who can go into a party filled with wealthy business people and politicians and act charming and charismatic to get the info he needs and before he goes he deals with the target with poisons so deadly it’s almost undetectable.

He acts charming and filled with life at parties but he’s a stone faced assassin in private who fills no emotion…not even when killing. He sheds his skin for another, going from one identity to the next. He wants to feel something, so badly but a part of him died when Amélie Lacroix passed away…how could he ever feel again for what he was done to her?

THE DRAMA! I love the idea! I wish I could draw this out but I am not the greatest at drawing detailed designs like the Overwatch characters have, but I will figure that out! I had this idea for quite awhile, is this original? Hell nah, I just really like it and would be awesome if there was more content of this TRAGIC LOVE STORY..or just how cute it was or could be if Amélie was never taken!

I remember when my child was young they would say “Some day father, I will see the world!” I always told them they would if their heart so desired and if they had the drive, they really could.

What I couldn’t bare was my child leaving. I begged them to stay, that it wasn’t their fight. They said to me they were but eighteen-

“Some day father, I will return and when I do I would’ve seen the world…someday father, I will come back to you.”

They got on Buttercup, their favourite mare…and rode off with their solider friend to fight the monster that started this unholy war.

I cried like I have never cried before then..I waited. I hoped each day since then that my child would return, I dressed my best clothes and worked like I haven’t worked before to make the farm spotless for them to come home…

It was three years. Three years since I’ve seen them. No word on from their end but from what I heard it’s very much the same for many others…I hoped my child wasn’t killed…I prayed I wouldn’t loose another. I just wanted something, anything.

I didn’t receive word until a letter came.

The letter said that the war with the king was over…he was proclaimed dead. The war was done and my child would finally return home in three days time.

So I prepared, I made up their room, a room I haven’t stepped in for at least a year. I washed everything down, I prepared everything I can on the farm of animals and apple trees and on the final day…made my child apple pie.

Then…over the horizon of my farm where the sun peaked over each morning…I saw a dark knight ride on a nightmarish horse at the crack of dawn.

The armour the knight wore was dark as night that shimmered purple everytime they moved, the horse they rode was nothing I have never seen, a horse from hell with red bleeding eyes and a mane that was of hell fire.

The knight rode until they stopped in front of me and spoke with a deep voice…

“Branton Noor? Farmer of Evrin Acres?”

“Y-Yes?…That is me.”

The figure jumped off their horse and towered over me, they were as tall or even more tall as my solider child…

Their helmet hid their face. They said no words until they finally spoke with power-

“Branton Noor, I am Cosima, the son of Queen Ofara and Royal Ezlis Noor. I am your grandson here to bring you back to the Netherworld where the rulers await you…at your new home.”

My eyes popped out of my sockets in that moment. All I could muster to say to the tall figure was-

“Apple pie? …You must be tired…come on in, we can talk more inside.”

I waddle to my house and see in the corner of my eye that the knight follows closely behind me…

Oh my goodness…what just happened? Is this real? Am I hallucinating? One moment I was waiting word that they have died or worse…became another person but this? I HAVE A GRANDSON AND DAUGHTER-IN-LAW?!

This…This was definitely not what I expected.

Your son/daughter has been gone for 3 years, fighting the campaign against the demon king as the head of the royal knights. You a humble farmer now have received a letter that the war has ended and now they are coming back to visit you.

“KEVIN!”

“What is it, Walter?”

“You up to pranking Jeff today?!”

“I don’t know, Walt. He seemed genuinely upset when you had me in a chokehold-“

“Awwwwwww, come on evil bibble!”

“Ew, never call me that again, Walter.”

“WAIT! YOU GAVE ME AN IDEA-“

“I swear if your gonna mention something as stupid as “death ray” or “taking over the world” AGAIN imma cry-“

“NO. BETTER.”

“OKAY...what is it-“

“HOW BOUT WE FAKE MY DEATH?!”

“....sure”

“GREAT! EVIL TWIN HIGH FIVE!”

“Evil twin high five-“

It was then that Sunblast (Walter) was freaking blown out of existence of existing by no other then PitchBlue (Kevin).

Jeff literally had to travel to all 7 realities, become a badass, get traumatized to find his dear brother...only to get FLIPPING fOOLED-

You’re the town’s superhero. Your greatest enemy is the town’s supervillian. However, secretly, your both brothers. This isn’t anything tragic, as your whole destructive rivalry is actually just a massive prank on your third brother, the mayor.

I was watching some clips of Ducktales, as you do, when I stumbled on Storkules? (I think that’s how u spell it) being overly sweet and clingy to our boy, Donald.

LIKE- HE LEGIT SAID “What of mY DONALD?!” When the world was ending in season 2 and he legit CARESSED DONALD when him and Huey and Louie and Scrooge were stuck on an island.

(I forgot to add that the bro legit was always so supportive and proud every time Donald did something, like get u a man like that-)

LIKE THIS IS KINDA CUTE- and maybe low key annoying, like I don’t like clingy people but Storkules is giving off “Golden Retriever” vibes. Where yeah it’s annoying, but they don’t mean too. Sides you cannot get mad at that face- LOOK AT DEM!

Hera: Axel, darling we’re all out of chips & dip for tonight! Would you like to come with me to-

Zeus: …Hera.

Hera: …Zeus.

Axel:

“I’m sorry I’m dating, who?!” You say in shock. You just found out your girlfriend was the greek goddess Hera, how? By her ex husband Zeus arriving at your door and threatening you to give her back. This is going to be a long day…

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I hope ya’ll have a fantastic pride month and remember people, you don’t have to do anything BIG just be yourself and just try relax every now and then CAUSE YOU DESERVE IT!!

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Y’all know who this artist is? If not…shit.

Oh well…bye I was bored.

Person A: AHAHAHA! I WILL DESTROY THE NINE REALMS! THEN BECOME AN ULTIMATE GOD!

Person B: Whoo! You go babe! Slay!!

Person A: *gets a bit flushed* Uhh...B?

Person B: Hmm? Yes Queen?

Person A: W-well , can you umm...help me? And you know...become my right hand man?

Person B: *blushes profusely* y-you mean it??

Person A: *silently nods while taking B in their arms*

Person B immediately accepts and together they destroy the Nine Realms and become rulers of all of their own little existence :D

Person A: *starts a fucking war*

Person B: *holding a camera* You’re doing great sweetie! Love you!

Garden

Written by: NamelessKnight

I look at my once beautiful garden. All the flower beds, every pot and every living breathing thing here is either in great pain or in...not so nice positions.

Positions that would be hard for a plant to grow that is.

After the hectic storm that plagued me all night and day it finally went away...but at what cost?

There’s a lot of work to be done to make my garden awake and stable once again.

So what do I do? I walk towards a large oaky tree that is in the middle of my shambled like garden, sit down on the wet soggy grass and close my eyes and...sleep.

Though my mind is tired I must check the body. The Machine. It’s heavier then usual and hard to move around when I’m in this state of mind, but for now I must do what I can with what I have.

When I get home I’m definitely gonna take a nap...and fix my wonderful garden.

Pineapple.

“I take it back” I say with disgust, “Keep that piece, it has pineapple on it!” I say, I look up to Louis who’s face etched with disappointment with his furrow eyebrows and pouty like expression, looking at me as though I shattered his pineapple heart.

I giggled. I regret nothing.

I take that back.

I regret what happened...years later.

Louis looked at me, his eyes filled with tears as he held the gun towards me. He looked as though at any moment he could shatter. That he could drop the gun, shoot me or...or worse.

“T-That...That wasn’t suppose to happen.” I say with a grim like tone as he falters with the gun in his grasp. I know he’s tempted to.

Tempted to do what? It’s definitely not shooting me. I’ll show you.

“L-Louis-“

“DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!” Louis yelled with such pain it sent needles of pain all the way down my spine. His voice when he was upset always made me uneasy. Which is an understatement-

Louis, with his furrowed eyebrows and beautiful brown eyes looked into my soul with tears clouding him.

Those beautiful eyes were misty with pain, confusion...betrayal.

W-What have I done to you, my Amore...

——would you like to continue ?——

RANDOM DIALOGUE IDEAS #12

Feel free to use any of these dialogue ideas in your writing. Be creative with the context!

“I want to go home”

“take it back”

“I can’t remember”

“it’s not funny”

“I lied”

“don’t tell me to calm down”

“I need a hug”

“that wasn’t supposed to happen”

“hurry back”

“stop interrupting me”

“I can’t take you seriously”

“I don’t want to talk about it”

“problem solved”

“I need more time”

“let me go”

“that was embarrassing”

“never do that again”

“I have an idea”

“it’s freezing in here”

“you’ve changed”