see everything.

( la que tiene la información; tiene el poder. )  

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reaper: do your fucking job sombra

sombra, drinking a from a smoothie and rolling away on her heelies: okay grandpa

[iridissent-m]

                                                 where did i go wrong ? 

                                     i lost a friend somewhere along in the bitterness. 

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     sombra saw sparks of light crackling wherever she looked and blinked away the spots of color that slid its way into the edges of her sight. silently, she waited for all of it to fade into a minor buzz. registering her eyes for entry was possibly high on her list of mistakes, but so would attempting to hack into talon’s security be, she supposed. it was fine. once she got intimate with the systems, she would erase her records.

     sombra leaned against the headrest with her eyes closed. she heard the door whisk open. it was a scientist, from the way their footsteps made too much sound. sombra relaxed her grip on her gun a little.

     ❝ we’ve great news, miss sombra. the subject you helped us bring in has been adapting to our tests well. in honor of your efforts, we figured it would only be natural we show you our progress so far. ❞

     her palm faced the scientist as she massaged her eyes.

     ❝ hey cúmbila, don’t call me ‘ miss ‘ alright? kind of ruins the name. ❞

     sombra finally opened her eyes and slid out of her seat, walking past the scientist without regarding his baffled stare at her. the door opened to metallic grey halls that smelled of rubber and the distinct odor of machinery oil. behind her, the scientist suggested he lead the way, but no idiot wandered into talon’s facilities without memorizing the floor plans, she told him. sombra made two turns to the right and then a left down the corridor, finding the lab room where they contained their most expensive project yet. 

     a smirk curved the edge of her lips as she let the security scan her eyes, the wheezing from the doors bringing the smile to full bloom. dozens of lab coats surrounded her, their voices speaking, but sombra only saw the girl sitting doll-like on the bed. she pushed past the scientists and waved her hand in front of her.

     ❝ you look like you’ve got a bad case of jet lag, ❞ sombra commented. ❝ shouldn’t you look a little happier living in the present again? ❞

she watched @khoihuwi with clear eyes.

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identity.

because remembering the days before she became sombra leaves her yearning for the past, she chooses not to think of herself as olivia colomar. one misstep is all it takes to bring down the empire of information she’s built. sombra seldom gives anyone a piece of information about herself, including trivial things like her favorite film or if she prefers the night or day. to be told a fact about her is to be trusted. anyone who knows sombra’s first name is either on an intimate basis with her or has taken this information without her permission.

( sombra also really doesn’t like being called olivia, whether she’s told someone her name or not, so if you love her please don’t ever use it. )

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     ❝ ah, ah, no need, i can carry it myself, thanks. ❞

     the bellboy looked at sombra with a miffed expression as she swat his hand away. she lobbed the bag over one shoulder with a small grunt, her free hand jabbing the 29th floor button on the elevator. sombra mouthed a quiet ‘ oops ‘ when she heard the small collision between the bag and the doors, lugging it out with slightly more care. it took great pains not to slam it into any of the vases or doorknobs while she walked through the hall, but due to the KINDNESS of her heart, sombra managed to only bump it against the walls her entire journey to her door.

     the moment sombra entered her suite, she slammed the door with a kick of her leg and dropped the bag onto the couch. she unzipped enough to reveal the head and took off the oxygen mask. she gave her a few pats on the cheek.

     ❝ buenos días! time to wake up, chamaca. how’re you feeling? not too sore from the little road trip, are you? ❞

sorry, it’s her first time trying to kidnap someone, @thuskindlyiscatter​.

[codedsky-blog]

     ❝ oh, you’re finally here. i thought it’d be harder to find the place. ❞

     leaned against the wall, sombra kicked at a piece of lint on the dusty carpet floor. she didn’t need to look up to know she was under the scrutiny of a well-armed man. he hadn’t shot yet, though, so maybe diplomacy was still in the house. a very, very dingy house. sombra pointed in the direction of the door with her thumb. 

     ❝ could’ve made myself at home, but i didn’t want to kill the dog, you know? ❞

yes, she stalked you. no, she didn’t break in. give her some trust, @serpentine76​.

[codedsky-blog]

"You steal shit, I steal shit. Think of all the shit we could steal TOGETHER."

shit / aa. / @iruzurru ( and @eniivrer )

     ❝ you… ❞ 

     sombra stared. any derisive word about to leave her mouth is clamped shut the moment realization clicked in her head. the cogs spun and churned. sombra phased out one second and back in another with a small glass box in her hand. 

     ❝ we’re gonna steal amélie’s pet spider, let’s go chica. ❞

[brancadoodles]

Comfort.

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@rakshakarana

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     ❝ huh. it’s not everyday you see someone using hard light tech. ❞

     zaps of light manifested sombra’s body. she appeared from thin air— or so they say, because she really only tapped a button to turn off her camouflage suit. her lips curved to a grin as she looked closer at the weapon.

     ❝ you steal this from vishkar or what, chamaca? looks too good to be real. ❞

you got five seconds to answer before she tries to steal it, @petalfates.

[codedsky-blog]

"HAKUNA MATATA." tracer hollered at the top of her lungs. "what a wonderful phrase!!" if lena was going to be stuck working with The Unfairly Attractive Enemy™ she was sure as hell gonna make as unfun as possible for the hacker. "HAKUNA MATATA, AIN'T NO PASSIN' CRAAAZE!"

unprompted / aa. / @gayvalry​

     sombra stared blankly at the screen as her ears began to tune into the loud singing instead. she thought amélie had standards too high for the average human, but she wasn’t kidding when she said tracer excelled at being a pest. her ears could use a break. she removed her hand from the control panel and walked towards tracer, looping an arm around her shoulder.

     ❝ come on, lena, let’s not be strangers. i’ll just remove this, ❞ sombra lifted tracer’s goggles up, ❝ so we can look each other in the eyes when i tell you i will hack into your accelerator and you won’t be able to do shit when you start phasing in and out of existence, so start singing the lion king real quietly, yeah? ❞

     she wondered if she knew winston’s tech actually took too much effort to hack.

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Nudges Sombra with her foot, frowning and then proceeds to tug slightly on her sleeve-- Give her attention.

unprompted / aa. / @rakshakarana​

     her bones ached. sad to say, the old-timers who damned the quickly progressing age of technology were right about one thing— staring down at a screen for too long will cause problems for the neck. it’s not like she intended to have a neck that resembled a deflated giraffe’s, but work was work. nothing ever made sombra place her phone down when she coded.

     she felt a soft nudge on her leg. sombra elected to ignore it, identifying it as satya accidentally brushing against her. then she felt the sleeve of her top pulled. sombra finally turned her head in satya’s direction, raising a brow to inquire her, but soon as she looked at her face, her mouth went dry. 

     everything in her mind shouted to continue working on the Vera Project, but the beat in her heart overshadowed the noise. what kind of genetics helped make such a compelling face?

     sombra tossed her phone on the coffee table and wrapped her arm around satya’s waist, smirking.

     ❝ told you you liked me too much. ❞

     she guided satya down the couch as she kissed her and forgot whatever deadline she needed to make.

[codedsky-blog]

A LITTLE KID / eniivrer

      she was well aware of sombra’s presence long before the hacker joined her, curves of her lips twitching from a smirk in order to school a frown. the last thing she would do would be to give her friend the time of day, so she kept her attention on widow’s kiss, and the rag she used to clean the individual pieces occupying the table.

      until she stopped.

      ‘ as if you don’t already know the answer to that. ’ she paused a moment, fighting the itch to see this so-called bleeding.

      amélie didn’t feel it, however, now that it was brought up there was something of a discomfort at the back of her mind which was sure to only turn to ( great, there it was ) the closest thing she could feel to pain.

      ‘ … i didn’t notice. ’

     sombra rolled her eyes. 

     ❝ ay, you and gabe are so bad at this. at least gabe has freakish regeneration, but you... ❞ 

     her finger skimmed close to amélie’s arm, enough that she could feel the stark contrast of her own warmth against hers. she stopped right before it lead to the cut, the blood pooling within the gape and strolling down amélie’s arm without a care. it left dried stains on her skin like drops of watercolor. she was bleeding for a while already. a smirk played on sombra’s lips.

     ❝ you’re kind of like a kid, ❞ sombra said. ❝ let me treat the wound, yeah? ❞

[codedsky-blog]

starter call 2.0

also i hate to be that person but after a 2 month’s wait my starter call is kind of null at this point ( and i am very very sorry if anyone did wait,, )

so for anyone still interested in getting a starter from me, please LIKE this post!

[codedsky-blog]

so uhh i went missing for like 2 months due to painfully tedious college transfer processes and finding a new place to move and a trip to hong kong ... it was A Lot Of Things but wOW HELLO IT’S GOOD TO BE BACK!!

i am very surprised to find i still have a number of people following me!! thank you so much for sticking and hello to new faces!!! since my stay in the overwatch fandom hasn’t been very long, i still have many people i want to get to know! 

so to break the ice, tell me a little something about yourself, your muse, your hobbies, your star sign, your favorite type of animal, a n y t h i n g !! 

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@codedsky Remember who you are

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grapples down from ceiling and boops her nose before retracting away.

unprompted / aa. / @eniivrer​

     stake outs would be sombra’s demise. there was nothing to watch, nothing to keep her mind stimulated, and every set of coding she needed done for the past week had been finished within the hour. ❛ your assets are needed, ❜ the voice of their superior droned on in her mind, ❛ assist widowmaker. ❜ as if she needed any help killing things.

     sombra looked up the crumbling hole in this rustic building.

     ❝ amélie, ❞ she drew out her voice close to whining. ❝ i’m bored. keep me company from down here. i’ll even offer my massaging services to you for like… a time. i’m really good, you know? ❞

     she expected silence, but instead she heard the sound of metal puncturing concrete and a rope zipping sharply. amélie descended slowly with her usual nonchalance. sombra stared. she watched amélie tap her nose, eyes wide and unblinking.

     ❝ give me one first and i will see if i like it, ❞ sombra heard her say, as she disappeared back up the roof.

[codedsky-blog]

@eniivrer​ ❤︎’d for a starter.

     ❝ wow, i'm gonna die here. ❞

     sombra rubbed her arms up and down, shivering as she walked towards the couch where amélie sat. granted, she was wearing a bralette, shorts, and a towel hanging around her neck, but can’t a girl visit her friend in the lounge? specifically, amélie’s lounge, because no one ever wanted to go there and enter a state of cryostasis. sombra hopped onto the couch with a small bounce. she looked at amélie and clicked her tongue.

     ❝ so did the conditioning take away your ability to feel pain as well, or have you just not noticed you’re bleeding? ❞ 

     a simple answer. she already knew what the conditioning did, but she preferred amélie speaking.