#hackedcalavera

[unethicallybrilliant]

5 & 9 for the overwatch asks!

[Overwatch question meme]

5. Favourite tank to play

D.va!!! I have her gold weapon, she was my first love!!

9. Favourite map

ILIOS. after that, Lijiang Tower! Anything with a good spot for booping as Lucio hehehe

[hcghnoon-blog]

     “Nah, everything's’ is just sunshine and rainbows.”

Of course, he was just joking. There was a lot on his mind. But he wasn’t willing to indulge information to a complete stranger, “Woah, this drink is too strong.” He sets the glass down gently on the counter before chuckling, “Not sure if it’s stronger than sake though.”

“How about you? Got some on your mind?” Even though, he wasn’t willing to answer her question. He was more than curious about her instead.

@hackedcalavera // continued.

[griiming]

“ oh come on… you know i’m joking… ”

misc. sentence starters .

     He gave only a gruff in return. The vibrations from his throat making it CLEAR he was in no mood to play these games. Hazel eyes ROLLED beneath the black pits of his mask. A talon tapping on his bicep that exposed the pale under armor that clung TIGHTLY to his body.  

     “ I don’t CARE ”

[arsonistanarchist]

💭

💭 What does the mun typically dream about?

oh boy hahawell, i’ve always had a really active imagination so my dreams have always been super fucking weirdlikei can’t even describe them, reallyand i can only control them like maybe 5% of the time also one of the side effects from the meds i’m on is ‘strange dreams’and ya knowit’s one of the like two or three side effects that happened to get me lmao

SO, basically my dreams are super fucked and leave me feeling mentally/emotionally exhausted at times, but on the bright side it’s so fucking cool when i can actually take control of them haha

[v--iper]

hackedcalavera replied to your post: “I’d let Maximilien be my sugar daddy.”

are you sure about that? He can be pretty boring.

“What do you mean borin’? Looks pretty excitin’ to me.”

[dynamiteabs]

@hackedcalavera [x]

Closing and locking the door behind her, the hacker sauntered over to her partner, placing her arms about Jamie’s shoulders (well, as much as she could due to him being taller than her). A slight smirk playing on her purple stained lips as she looked him over, before going to speak. “Well, would you look at that… a whole room to ourselves. I wonder what we could do with this.” Sombra teased, leaning up to place a light kiss onto the junker’s neck. It had been quite a while since her and the junker had any quality time together, and what better time to catch up than to share a hotel room?

          It had been an excellent heist. Spirits were high and soon their bank accounts would be too. Not only was the money good, but he had the pleasure of having a beautiful woman as a partner in crime. Bags thrown aside, all attention was now on Sombra as he towered over her with a playful smile. Hands rested on her waist, thumbs fiddling with the soft cloth of her outfit.

          “Oh noes, there’s only one bed. Wotever-will-we-do...” he said in a knowing, teasing tone as he tilted his head, welcoming her lips on his skin. “Ya’ know, ah think mah favorite part was when that one bloke thought he had me cornered, but ya’ materialized behind him and twisted his neck like it was no big deal... Yeah, that was hot, luv.” The fingers at her waist had slithered underneath her shirt and were tickling along the skin there. Now it was his turn, and he leaned down to pepper kisses along her neck. 

[amesyeuxrien]

Umf

Send me “Umf” If your muse thinks my muse is hot.

damn straight she is

well

damn gay she is

[thxlionsdxn]

Continued from Here @hackedcalavera

“You’re not getting all sappy on me now, are you araña?” The hacker teased, a slight smirk gracing her features as she replied. Surely Sombra knew that the sniper didn’t call many her friend, so it was something of a honor to be consider such. Of course Sombra acted as if she already knew, something about actually hearing the other say those words made her feel…good. It wasn’t too often she’d be referred to as a friend (except for a very select few), so it was reassuring to her. “But of course I knew that, at least I’d hope so, with how long we’ve been working together!”

Amélie rolled her eyes, focusing their attention down on Widow’s Kiss, which she was obsessively cleaning. It helped keep her calm, which allowed her to keep up the pretense that her brainwashing wasn’t slipping in any way.

“Well you’ve seemed rather mopey.” Amélie pointed out. “I thought I might bring you some joy by confirming the state of our relationship. Of course, if you plan on being flippant about it, I shan’t bother again.”