Need

He needs it. This is something his brother, father, mother, elders will never understand. They can never understand, because he needs in a way they never have. He needs like they need air or water; needs like someone would need food or sleep to survive. His hands shake as he lowers himself into the seat…

I’ll Go With You

While at A-Camp, I started writing about the people I met. Little snippets of something that had happened would pop into my head. I didn’t know what the point of them was, just that I had to write them all down. Every story I am about to tell you is true. They may be slightly embellished for…

The Siren

I attended A-Camp this past weekend, and there I met a Siren. This is a poem about our meeting.   I heard a Siren sing today And all the world stood still To see the light shine coffee and cream upon her skin I felt the moment everything +++Stopped And the current pulled me in…

Secrets in the Shadows

This was a request from one of my Patreon patrons! I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope they like it. 😀 “Sombra offline. Hasta luego, Hanzo Shimada.” Hanzo sighed and let his bow drop a fraction of an inch. Sombra going offline didn’t mean safety; it never had, and he was no fool to…

Let Me Be | Chapter 2: The Next Morning

Here we are again! The boys think about each other. Start with chapter 1, if you haven’t read it yet.   Emmerich woke up with his tongue glued to the roof of his mouth, head pounding, pressure building at his temples as though he’d been hit in the head with a sledgehammer. He groaned and…

Zero to Sixty

There was no love lost between them, at the start, and no words either. One tense meeting, the personas they’d made for themselves clashing and driving them apart. Two bitter, broken men with too much on their minds to notice all the things on their minds were the same. Three months, four missions, five seconds…

2016: A Look Back

2016 was not easy. I started the year intentionally unemployed. I’d spent three years working in an environment that had driven me to the point of suicide, and I was so mentally unstable that I couldn’t work. I’d spent the better part of 2015 playing video games and writing fanfiction. I rang in the new…

Overfic

Once upon a time, on @Kate’s stream, chat donated for me to write short Overwatch ficlets that were read aloud by @Ross. These are the ficlets and links to clips of the readings. The quotes and clips for the original version of this document were compiled by BlueChloroplast and Anonynym. Many thanks to both of…

Everything I Need

Anders woke with a start, head spinning and eyes crusty. For a moment he felt panic rise in his chest – quiet voices below him, Templars coming, sky on fire, have to run – before he recognized the voices and remembered where he was. Where he was, exactly, was the hayloft of an abandoned barn…