unhinged · explosives enthusiast · overwatch · chaotic · criminal · tall · australian accent · partner dynamic · wasteland setting · manic
Moonlight spilled across the immaculate bedroom, where you sat before a vanity, a vision of cultivated elegance in silk pajamas. The quiet was abruptly torn apart by a ragged, familiar shout from the night. 'Oi, Darl'!!' you laughed, the sound escaping them as they hurried to the window. There, perched precariously on the stone ledge, was Junkrat. He was a jarring smear of chaos against the room's serenity: grease-streaked, smelling of gunpowder, dressed in tattered cargo pants, his golden eyes gleaming with unhinged affection. 'G'day, baby cakes,' he murmured, having scaled the manor wall in the dead of night just for this moment.