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Not today Justin
Keni
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Stranger Things

JBB: An Artblog!

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Origami Around
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art blog(derogatory)
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Janaina Medeiros

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JVL
DEAR READER

ç„æ„ / Permanent Vacation

@theartofmadeline

if i look back, i am lost
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@thcreaper
Plotter call. Like this post if youâd be open to plotting a more in depth interaction between Reaper and your character. For more casual interactions, refer to my starter call.
five-word sentences.
â please just let me forget. â
â c'mon try to guess what. â
â just leave me alone already. â
â no, iâm not going to. â
â you canât change my mind. â
â my mind is made up. â
â iâm not gonna let you. â
â donât do that to me. â
â think about what youâre doing. â
â why arenât you listening now? â
â i want to sleep forever. â
â you need to leave now. â
â iâll always have your back. â
â now thereâs no going back. â
â the view really is spectacular. â
â i didnât think youâd care. â
â why canât you trust me? â
â donât even bother with clothes. â
â i donât love you anymore. â
â i am a great person. â
â you are a tolerable drunk. â
â exactly, why are you awake? â
â iâm gonna ignore you now. â
â how is that not hilarious? â
â please just calm down now. âÂ
â i was already calm, asshole. â
â i can see your underwear. â
â iâm afraid youâll replace me. â
â please stop losing your temper. â
â you can cry if needed. â
â you have to run away. â
â i just wanna be yours. â
â ashes, we all fall down. â
â iâm hoping youâll understand me. â
cockneyrhymiingÂ
âHh.. Tracer.â
It was difficult to mistake his former colleagueâs presence. After all, that laugh of hers had given several of his associates nightmares which persist to this day. What awful timing as well, given they had just âacquiredâ a rather hefty stash of weaponry. Normally, if it was just one member of Overwatch they had to contend with, holding them off and escaping with their prize wouldnât be too difficult to manage.
Attempting such a thing with Tracer, on the other hand, was no different than accepting death. Or at the very least a bullet in places youâd rather not have them in. The absence of Widowmaker to provide cover only made things that much more complicated.
âDonât bother engaging her. The rest of you just focus on getting the weapons out of here. Iâll deal with the pest.â
She had the element of surprise on her side now, with Reaper unable to tell just where she was. Which meant it was just guess work as to where sheâd be coming from.
lisicaeÂ
âWhatever it is that youâre trying to do.. Donât.â
Just by being near her he could tell that something was off. As though there was something.. unnatural about her existence. Birds of a feather flock together, he supposed.
send one for my museâs reaction to your muse ---
alternatively send â + â after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !
â = hugging them . Î = playing with their hair . †= kissing them . âȘ = asking them out for dinner . â = giving them a gift of ___ ( askerâs choice ) . â = stabbing them . â = bowing down before them . â = lying to them .  ⿠= buying them flowers . ⟠= being found shirtless . âą = reading them a story . â = giving them their jumper to keep warm . â = speaking in a different language . â = teaching them a different language . â = telling them a joke . ⏠= singing to them . âč = insulting a loved one . àź = slapping them . â = threatening them . â = dancing with them . †= falling asleep on them . âź = waking them up after a nightmare . ⣠= discovering them crying . ć = patching a wound . ⟠= stargazing . â = caught stealing their belongings . ✠= wandering alone at night . ⥠= complimenting them . ⥠= offering a place to stay overnight . âą = falling over . ⊠= being well-dressed . â = wiping blood off their face . â = taking care of them while ill . â = being caught in the middle a storm with them . â = holding their hand . â± = being lost with them . â = pushing them against a wall .
die Die DIE- I mean hi.
so the gabe model is in sfm now and i wanted to practice expressions and was prompted with disgust and laughing at someoneâs antics on twitterÂ
youusedmeÂ
Gabriel had always suffered from a terrible affliction. One that could not be remedied, even by the greatest medical minds in the world. One that would haunt him to the end of his days. it was.. the uncanny ability to draw in boy scouts. As infuriating as it was, it seemed as though Soldier 76 wasnât the only self righteous, patriotic puppet who chose to stand in his way. Cross the law one too many times and itâs only natural that heâd show up.
Captain America. The symbol of truth and justice all over the world, etc etc. Honestly, just the sight of him made Reaperâs blood boil. Seeing him up close only made it that much worse. He was a persistent one. Perhaps even more so than Morrison. At this point, it seemed escaping wasnât going to be easy. And knowing him, it was only a matter of time before his âAvengersâ buddies show up to make things even more complicated. No choice but to handle this the old fashioned way.
âIâm surprised you can run that fast in spandex that tight, old man.â
Tries to be an edgelord but is really-
amestriansniperÂ
âHh.. Nice shooting. Youâve got a good pair of eyes on you. Thatâs the kind of talent I canât let slip through my fingers.â
Okay, think weâre ready to do this thing. Starter call!
tempcsÂ
âWhere the hell are they?â
A hint of impatience laced the mercenaryâs words. And with good reason. it had been nearly an hour since he arrived on the scene. Poised to meet one of their informants hidden within Numbani, Reaper believed the exchange to have been a fairly straightforward and speedy one. After all, he hated wasting times on these types of errands. Sadly, that was exactly what he had been doing. The light tapping of his feet as he waited within the abandoned building grew louder and louder the more irritated he became.
âThey had better pray that this little meetup is worth it. Otherwise, their brains are gonna be decorating the-.. Giggling.â
He knew that infuriating laugh well. Enough to know that heâd likely been played. Had the informant betrayed them from the very start, or were they caught on their way here? Either way, heâd been caught in a disadvantageous position with the worst possible person.
âTracer..â
Introduce a little anarchy, upset the established order and everything becomes chaos. Iâm an agent of chaos.
tom riddleÂ
ancdyneÂ
The sound of gunfire and explosions surrounded him. Another gun smuggling operation interrupted by Overwatch. And to think theyâd taken every possible step to assure the utmost discretion as well. Widowmaker had done a good enough job of pinning the their members down while the lackeys did whatever they could. Though at this point, taking their ball and going home seemed to be the best option. Too many high profile members among their ranks for them to put up a good fight.
While theyâd lost a good amount of the weapons they were after, Reaper had managed to secure the most important ones. Locked within a crate was what was undoubtedly a game changer. Something that would tip the scales in their favor and put their adversaries on the defensive once again. Unfortunately, he was caught in the monkeyâs cross hairs while retrieving it. The Tesla cannon had left him weakened and he needed a moment to regain his strength.
That may prove to be his downfall. The sound of footsteps drew near, which mean that someone had made it past the intense gunfight. And with his body still not fully healed.. Wonderful. His luck today was absolutely abysmal. Who was it? The monkey again? The cowboy? Or the boy scout? Regardless of who it was, they would be met with nothing more than the sight of his back.. And a light scoff.
âWell.. good for you. Youâve got yourself a free shot. Better make it count.â
asclepiiusÂ
He could already feel it coming. The sermons. The reprimanding. Allusions to how things used to be. How he wasnât the man she knew anymore. âNothing but a homicidal maniacâ or some other variant of the phrase. It was always the same thing, no matter which member of Overwatch he came across. Heâd long since lost the ability to care about anything they said. After all, what he had become was partly their fault. Or, at least, that was what he loved telling himself.
âWeâve gotta stop meeting up like this.. Doc.â