for your band au: do you think that they would get any insane fangirls? Also being the seventies, it would be likely that someone could sneak a weapon into a concert. What would happen if their fans went a little too wild and someone got hurt? (I like angst too much I’m sorry. And I can definitely see some crazy fangirl shooting Scout because “if I can’t have him no one can” or smth)
yes about the insane fangirls (im one of them) but nahh they don't worry about getting seriously hurt from the fans because medic will always heal them even if they got shot several times, also i had an idea that he sometimes even helps the fans (like.. gives them first aid if it's nothing lethal) who got accidentally hurt at the concert (he knows when it's exactly an accidental injury so you can't hurt yourself on purpose just to sit with him at the backstage YOU HEAR ME?)
Is there any chance we can see Medic's reaction to one of his birds missing?
I feel like when medic realizes there would be a witch-hunt
you could say he loves them more than his team, wich is most likely true, and I feel like some of the doves don’t like as much attention from medic as other do lmao.
I feel like there isn’t enough of just the birds, not just archimedes, i need more birds
Could I request Medic having The Mom Grip on Scout’s shoulder after the speedy moron almost let a mercenary secret slip while they weee getting groceries?
Three Europeans and two Americans walk into a grocery store in New Mexico.
I hope this is the right meme.
More silliness below.
This comic is the antithesis of the "wtf is a kilometre" joke.
The faces they make when they can't quite identify the type of brown bread in the bread aisle.
You don't know how [insert nationality here] you are until you go overseas and things are different.
Spy obviously has no problems with pretending to know how much a gallon of milk is, he just peeks into his conversion chart notes, pretending it's his shopping list.
I want to think Heavy is completely fine with having to readjust to a new unit system, he just eyeballs most practical things anyways by holding them up and mumbling about how they approximately weigh like a chicken or his kettle bell etc. He's always been living in practical ignorant bliss.
Medic has a peer reviewed meltdown the first time he realises there's no uniformity in "a cup of ____" because every object has different densities. He's diligent about memorising the conversion rates for ounces, pounds, the most common things etc., and recovers ok. He goes through the same stages of grief rage when he finds out about distances and lengths.
Just remember four inches are 10.16 cm and pray no one asks you to specify anything bigger than inches.
Everyone does a mental victory lap when they manage to guess how much Celsius the weather is because they keep forgetting it's Celsius*5/9+32=Fahrenheit, Engineer reminds them patiently.
The true victories are the correct temperature guesses we've made along the way.
One time, a friend asked me if I actually knew how much a tablespoon of flour was in gramms to convince me that metric users also make use of volume based units without thinking about them. But little did she know a heaped spoonful of 405 flour is about 15g and a level tablespoon is 10g.
They claim Oolong just tastes better when it's boiled to 80°C exactly with a Bunsen burner.
You only asked for one scene but somehow I came up with a bunch of other things. This post was drawn across 2 months so the artstyle is all over the place. Thanks for your ask!