hheck................imma be on more its just that this week im moving states/2 college im fkcgjfng.... im dead

      “Your definition of trust is to point a weapon at someone then? That’s fucking rich.” the priestess’ eyes roll as her claws are crossed in front of her chest “What if I don’t have a name to give you?”

  so i recently hit 100+ followers ( sorry if this doesn’t seem like a big deal, i’ve hit this many followers many times before on other blogs in other fandoms ) but i do like to do thank you shoutouts & giveaways per every 100 milestone. honestly when i joined this fandom, i was nervous, because i’ve been in some nasty and toxic ones before. the amazing writers and artists and graphic designers i’ve met here have become pretty good friends and i’m really happy i’ve met them. ( sorry in advance if i forget anyone !! hmu and i’ll fix it up in a jiffy )

@letdeathsleep / @bsaapuppy   i’ve been friends with you the longest, i think ( ??? ), since back in my canon axton days when i was sticking him into your fandom for no reason. thanks for letting me harass you endlessly with au’s literally every second we’re awake and being my chatting buddy at night. i love you, you fucking nerd.

@hyperi0ngh0st / @thedragonconsumesitsmark & @hyperion-wolf   thanks for dragging me into overwatch hell, assholes. i blame this entirely on both of you, have fun with that on your conscience. ya’ll nasty but i love you anyway. thanks for putting up with my shit and salt through the years.

@kreuzriitter   finally got your ass in the fandom. anyway, thank you especially for making more au’s than i could ever care to remember, and letting me pester you with stupid ideas endlessly and being gross with me. i love you with all my hardt. < 3

▓ ♛  iron army @ofassassination , @scartissueex , @moonwalker-rp , @ofparasomnias / @igotbetter / @triskelion ( you have too many blogs i can’t remember them all ), @de-los-muertos , @decdeye , @basadoir , @prodios / @twelveshxrp , @saiintmxrcy , @fushakushinmyou , @dog-of-war , @withhcnor

▓ ★ new recruits @suollac , @jxsticiero , @hellfireandshadows , @flor-de-la-muertee , @seistiro

▓ ✘ people i’m way too much of an anxious french fry to even think about approaching but i totally creep on you admire you from afar @cldhabits / @stormrot , @chargcd , @dragonstriicken , @ryudos , @warsight , @theoutlavv

  special shoutout to my bae satan on @rxddled for being my number 100 ( even though i already mentioned you three times BUT STILL ).

  now that the sappy stuff is over, on to the giveaway!

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Teeth clenched behind his mask, he let out a growl.

“No, get out of mine.” He used one of the shotguns to motion to the side, head cocking as he glared defiantly into the glaring visor. 

@warsight

“I-I’m fine.” Harry assured the older man, standing up and felt his legs beginning to shake slightly beneath him. The wizard breathed slowly. “Don’t worry about me. We have to keep going right? I’ll be fine. Really.” 

       “Hm.”

   He doesn’t need to be scolded for not acting entirely like part of a team, eyes narrowing for a moment. A minor setback, he would say, nothing more. The bowman’d been through worse and it doesn’t seem like the team is doing too badly either, so why he should take the attitude.

            “The agents had ambushed me. As for the rest,             my head is in the game, as you say, I assure you.”

There’s blood on the air. Gabriel has a ‘taste’ for it in that it’s a heavy sort of flavor that always fills his mouth- it’s different tonight because it’s not his that he tastes. The air’s different and electric. Reaper’s not a public figure, he’s a private investment with no federal interest taken in him past the occasional, unsuccessful investigation. He’s a stranger to these parts.

So is Jack Morrison.

“I’ll kill you before you make a move, Jack.” 

Her stance became lax, arms falling with hands receding into the pockets of her jacket.  Mistakes were made, she didn’t hold the soldier to that. “My allegiances are with the people; I am but a silent protector that stand against the evils of omnics and Talon.”

   a rebuttal is thick on her tongue. she thinks to argue, to demand that he just leave her behind because it’s too dangerous for him to carry her off: it would leave him wide open to attack, slow him down, make her feel like even more of a burden. but in her current state, he could pick her up like a doll and she’d be helpless to fight it. 

    so her knees draw up after a moment of internal debate.

    golden light scatters across her skin beneath his fingertips, gathering around her forehead like a more suiting halo compared to one made of shining red – it clots the blood, mends the broken skin. it can’t do much for the concussion, but she won’t die of blood loss at the very least. the pain dulls, and guilt creeps up on her.

      ❝ i’m so sorry. ❞