Copperright (Reginald x RHM)
Rosemin (Henry x Ellie)
Stickvin/Henrles (Henry x Charles, Stickvin's more popular)
Rosevin (Ellie x Charles)
Poly Threat (Henry x Ellie x Charles)
Panprice (Rupert x Dave)
Curtisson (Sven x Burt)
Stickprice (Henry x Rupert)
Coppermin (Henry x Reginald)
Copperrightmin (?) (Reginald x RHM x Henry)
Rightmin (Henry x RHM)
Roseson (?) (Ellie x Sven)
Pantis (?) (Dave x Burt)
Panmin (?) (Henry x Dave)
Pricevin (Charles x Rupert)
Vinrose (Ellie x Dr Vinschpinsilstien)
Vinmin (Henry x Dr Vinschpinsilstien)
Gritvin (?) (Charles x Victoria, no I'm serious)
Galetrov (Hubert x Dmitri)
Vintrov (Dmitri x Dr Vinschpinsilstien, y'all exist?)
Copperave (Reginald x Terrence, what's wrong with you)
Rave/Rauve (Randy x Terrence)
If your ship wasn't included, it's not because I forgot you it's because y'all can't decide on a name (serious, I can list every THSC ship that isn't OC x Canon)
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 wish I can hug you.
I wish to hold your hand.
I wish a lot of things when your not here.
Even though it’s only for a couple of hours..it’s a bit hard for me at least.
You might not feel the same way but when I’m with you my anxiety flutters away.
You make me feel whole....but is that right?
I mean it’s romantic but is it healthy? Am I overthinking again? I’m sorry...
I just...I guess I will stick with one thing right now and not overthink it’s meaning.
I love you.
I know deep down if I can try I can do things without you but their just a lot more funnier with you by my side!
Yeah...you don’t complete me, I don’t NEED you but...I want you to be here with me.
I want you and me to grow old together, maybe have a kid I don’t know lol...
But I want to experience things with you...so yeah :D
...I was just gonna go to the market for a bit but now you made me cry you lovable bean.
Noooooo! I’m sorry I didn’t want to make you cry!
WELL YOU DID! NOW COME HERE! Imma hug you forever!
AHHH! nO! thE hUgs ArE tOo sTrONg!
Song that inspired this “wish u were here” by Wish oh the Beat! Check out the song it’s real good for vibes...have a great day! :D
A Son of Ink Short Story: Thoughts of Him
ART BY: @thelostmoongazer
Moonshine’s most clearest memory of him was a summers night…they were going out to eat.
“NO!” Screamed Moon Child as he sat in the corner, curled into a little ball.
“Moony, come on! We’ll be late!” Replied a voice, hidden behind a wall. Moonshine sat near the door and waited patiently for his brother and father.
“B-But I don’t want to go!” Cried the Moon Child, he looked up at his father with tear swollen eyes who just walked into the room. His father smacked his lips and smiled, crouching down all the way to Moon Child’s level.
“Awww, your beautiful eyes are swollen..here-“ he grabbed a handkerchief from his jacket pocket and lightly dabbed it onto the little Moon Child’s face, Moon Child soured and started turning away.
“MY EYES ARE NOT BOOTIFUL!”
His father ignored his cries and was able to wipe away his tears but new ones might form soon he thought.
“I know son, your scared of loud places but I promise you it’s gonna be fun! Besides, look at your brother! He’s growing impatient!” They both look at Moonshine, who is wearing his best clothes and bow tie and has a pouty look on his face, he crosses his arm to really hit home how impatient he’s getting.
Moon Child laughs a little and wipes away a newly formed tear. “Y-Yeah, your right daddy…c-can I bring John with me?” His father smiled and patted his head lovingly.
“Of course! Go get him bud.”
Moon Child smiles and quickly springs up and dashes off upstairs.
His father laughs but then hears a little “AHEM!” He turns to see Moonshine standing by the door, his chest puffed out and his little blue cheeks more bluer then usual. His father chuckles and comes over and crouches to Moonshines level…
“Yes Moonshine, your outfit is very VERY dashing! I’m so impressed by how well you tied your own little bow tie! All without me!” Moonshine smiled brightly, receiving such a declaration from his papa and a nice loving pat on the head.
/better then his brother like always, whose tie isn’t even on right…/
“I’m ready! And so is John!” Moon Child comes blazing down the stairs with one hand on the railing and the other on a small stuffed bear lovingly named, “John”.
“Great! Lets get going boys! Aunt Frances is waiting for us!” Replies their father as he takes Moonshines hand and then takes Moon Child’s, they walk out the door (and lock the door of course) and head out to a night of fun and delicious food.
Moonshine looks up at his papa.
“We gonna have fun, right Papa?” His dad looks down at Moonshine and smiles brightly, “Yes we are Moonshine! Yes we are!” They get in the car and ride off to a night of fun, food and playing…
…Moonshine looks in his mirror, seeing a handsome sexy man on the other side, he smiles and adjusts his brand new tie.
Father was right…he did look dashing. He looked over at his dresser to see a picture, a old yet colourful picture of a man. A man of fire, whose skin wasn’t blue but pure yellow, orange and even some red, his eyes orange and fierce yet inviting, he has a smile on his face and bouquet of flower in his gloved hands.
Moonshine grabbed the photo of the man and looked at the writing below..
“I wish you the bests of wishes my friend, I hope you get well soon! ~Love Adonis”
Adonis was his father….a father who taught him that looks can really get you far if you have enough charm.
He smirks and puts the picture down…he no longer recognizes himself as the little “Moonshine” his father lovingly called him…he is now known as the feared, respected boss of toon town..Mr Moon.
A man that would even make his father scared he thought.
He left his room, leaving behind a thought. What did Adonis think of him? And did he even care anymore…
Authors Note: I love this AU! So I decided to write my own little short story about what Mr Moon and Moon Man were like as kiddos! Along with a character of mine named Adonis!
If your reading this, you gotta check this out it’s so cool and a good read!
Our Perseverance mission is set to launch on Thursday, July 30 and could help answer many longstanding astrobiology questions about Mars. The mission will deliver our Perseverance rover to the Martian surface, and this powerful rover is equipped with a multitude of tools to study the planet’s environment and to answer questions about whether or not the Red Planet could have had life in the past.
In preparation for launch, our Astrobiology Program is releasing a new update to Issue #2 of the graphic history series, Astrobiology: The Story of our Search for Life in the Universe. This new, fourth edition tells the tale of our exploration of Mars in relation to astrobiology.
The history of our exploration of Mars is full of struggle and triumph. Mars is a dangerous and difficult planet to visit, with frigid temperatures, damaging dust storms, low gravity, and a thin atmosphere. Despite the challenges, NASA missions have opened our eyes to a world that was much more Earth-like in its past, with environments that contained all the necessary conditions for life as we know it.
Issue #2 tells the complete history of our endeavours on Mars, from the Mariner missions to Viking and Pathfinder to Curiosity. In this fourth edition, you’ll find details on the Perseverance rover and its journey to search for ancient signs and signatures of life that could once and for all tell us whether or not life gained a foothold on the ancient Red Planet.
Perseverance will also drill into Martian rocks and collect samples that will one day be returned to Earth by a future Mars Sample Return mission. The samples will be stored in special containers and carefully ‘cached’ in a location on Mars where they will be easily accessible for retrieval. These samples will allow astrobiologists to perform detailed experiments that robots are not yet able to undertake remotely.
Visit astrobiology.nasa.gov/graphic-histories/ to download the new edition of Astrobiology: The Story of our Search for Life in the Universe, and read the entire series to explore NASA’s astrobiology journey to understand the origin and evolution of life on Earth, and the potential for life elsewhere in the Universe!
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The sky was blood red and the fumes of gas were in the air as I ran screaming for my friends name.
Hoping no PLEADING that he will come rescue me from this...THIS NIGHTMARE.
I hear screams and gasps of pain as I drew near the settlement camp yelling for not just my friend but for the Chief.
“GUS! GUS! ABE! ANYONE!!” I screamed only to see my name being called in a distance. I run at full speed towards Alex.
“ALEX! Thank fuck your alive, where’s Gus?!” Alex signs that he’s in the Medbay. “THANK GOD! Alex stay safe okay?” I say as I bolt for the Medbay, Alex signs “Good Luck” and disappears back into the well hidden bunker.
If you don’t know what’s going on this is the year of 2220 where the world has gone to shit. You think the pandemic was bad? 200 years later there will be a war that will literally destroy Earth. Great.
The thought of the world being fucked I toss aside for now and run into the bushes yell “LIBERTY FOR LAND!” And get immediately sucked into the ground.
I then get plopped on to the metal like floor with a loud CLANK! Where people barely noticed as they scramble and panic as the alarms blast loud and clear that shit is about to go down.
I yell for Gus and Abe as I get onto my feet and run through the giant underground base, dodging scientists, doctors, nurses and normal citizens young and old.
For the last 50 years a War has started between Human Kind and The Reptilian Republic. You heard that right, the Reptilian Republic! 200 years ago those stories and myths of creatures like Mermaids or Bigfoot or any kind of cryptic? They exist...more or less.
Turns out, these creatures were either government experiments gone terribly wrong or were a evolution mistake of sorts...The Reptilian Republic were descendants of Dinosaurs or something I have no fucking clue even though I lived through these events, fucking hell Chris...I didn’t mean for-
When your friend is drunk he says that he is a wizard. So you jokingly ask him to make you immortal. That was 200 years ago.
“Why?…Why do you want this?”
“Because, I want to know love. I want to know pain. I want to know happiness. I want to know what it’s like to live instead of being a tool, only pulled out when needed I don’t want to be needed. I want to be wanted. I want to be loved, I want to know how it feels, I want to live. Please.”
“But you won’t be able to-“
“I know. I won’t be useful anymore but that’s what I want. I want to be useless so no one…no one can ever use me again.”
“…”
“Please, even if it ends me I want to know what it’s like to feel. I want to feel something.”
“…as you wish.”
You are a demon. Most people contact you to sell you their soul in exchange for fantastic powers. Today you were summoned by an AI that wants to sell you their fantastic power for a soul.
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!
I like looking at the stars.
It ain’t a unique hobby but to me it’s a very special kinda hobby.
When I was younger I grew up in a city. The street lights were my stars and as a kid the sirens of police cars or an ambulance sirens would lul me to sleep...they still do sometimes!
I was a independent child. Two hardworking parents who never had that much time for me. Still they loved me...I think.
One time my mom came into my room one night and hugged me until I fell asleep, around that time it was when my parents marriage had some cracks and they wanted to fill them.
She hugged me, she told me how much she loved me...and that she was sorry. I was 14 when she did that. She said sorry that she was around, like she was around but not you know AROUND.
She says that she regrets not spending that much time with me when I was younger. Instead having our service dog do all that. I had a service dog as a kid...why? Eh, I don’t really like talking about it.
But when I was a tween and a teen it was hard to get out of bed...hard to eat, hard to take care of myself. I wanted to disappear. A couple of times I almost did.
But Pico helped me. He was a very polite doggo. He always wanted cuddles and always wanted to help me out....especially after a anxiety attack.
I’m still recovering. I’m still trying to believe my mothers words, that I matter and that I’m loved by her and my dad.
My dad..He died when I was 18 years old. It was a car accident. It was before my birthday and he said that he wanted to make up for not being there for me when I was a kid and says that not that I’m a adult that we should try rekindle our Father/Child relationship.
He was gonna give me a surprise gift...he wanted to take me to Japan. He and Mom soMeHOw knew I loved anime and always wanted to move to Japan. He was gonna take me there.
Before he died.
It was hard. My entire life has been pretty hard.
Coming out as non-binary to my parents made it less hard. They knew I was not their son nor daughter, I was their child. They loved me for who I am.
My friends didn’t have a positive reaction. Still addressing me as “Corbin” then “Jay”. I had it and just cut them off. I realized on how toxic they became. They all gossiped and just said terrible things I dare not repeat.
But now...I’m passed that. I’m Jay Garcia. I’m 23 years old and I’m a artist who loves anime and painting. I love the stars.
Someday...I’m going to be there.
I love these messed up yet deadly adorable batch of siblings!
THE HARGREEVES SIBLINGS IN SEASON TWO ↪ “I love this family.”