#dontcallmeahero

[fieryraptorcreative]

Turned that painting of my oc Sorin into another practice book cover piece for my current WIP, Don’t Call Me a Hero.

What’d you all think?

[fromtheshadcws]

[fromtheshadcws-moved]

@dontcallmeahero sent:  Chained (via dontcallmeahero y/n/m?)

While waking up in chains isn’t necessarily a new experience for him, Gabriel decides in about .2 seconds flat that he hasn’t ever and still doesn’t care to repeat it. Waking up is a sudden and loud occurrence, chains rattling violently as he yanks and pulls, an annoyed snarl falling from his lips.

No, he prefers being on the other side of this situation much more.

And for some reason that chills him to his dead core, the attempt to melt out of the constraints and just smoke away like he normally would, doesn’t work.

The Reaper doesn’t scare easily. But it comes close.

“If I find you, I’m going to kill you,” comes the dark rumble. “Very, very slowly.”

[chronal-anomaly]

Oh look, Tracer's stealing a jet. England, here she comes.

[getyerashebackheremccree-blog]

🎲 - who’s your favorite blog to interact with?

Munday! Send me some stuff!

Ah hell. Well, @gettingjunkywithit it always a fantastic riot. @dustysixshooter and @itshighnxxn are amazing McCrees who give new ideas for how Jesse and Ashe interact. @fromtheshadcws and @dontcallmeahero are making me ship Reaper/76 now (and @fromtheshadcws is also making me ship Reaper/Sombra with help from @booptheworld). Then there’s @chronal-anomaly, who is my favorite of all the breads. And although we don’t interact much, @likepigsfortheslaughter is a great Roadhog and a good supporter of all the Junkrashe stuff @gettingjunkywithit and I get ourselves into. So...they’re all my favorite and you can’t make me choose.

[shouga-nai]

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@dontcallmeahero || Send 📜 for my muse to bestow some of their wisdom on yours

“The shadows are your friends. With their aid, you move undetected, especially to keep an eye on someone -- someone you need to defend, or someone you want to stab... same thing.”

[fromtheshadcws]

R76 ghost watching over the other

Send me a prompt and I’ll write you a three-sentence fic! // always accepting

He expects Gabriel everywhere: in the mirror, in the empty, cold half of the bed, pulling faces at a meeting with Petras, at his side when he gets his accolades.

He’s gone, he’s gone, he’s gone.

(Except at night, when he smokes on the porch of his mama’s house and there is an undeniable warmth behind him; guarding his six, of course.)

[fromtheshadcws]

R76 Sex worker

Send me a prompt and I’ll write you a three-sentence fic! // always accepting 

“No, no no no no-”

He knew, knew that he shouldn’t have gotten involved, should have ignored the burden on his conscience that came from letting Gabriel go back into the night on his own with him waiting for his sort-of-lover. 

And now, it was too late to make good on his promises.