ｙｏ ｙｏ ｙｏ．

❝   WOO ! !  WHAT  A  NIGHT  ! !   ❞   WHIRLWINDS OF ENTHUSIASM exerted from his high temperatured frame as he exited the stage. it had been a full year since his last visit to the city of numbani. IT WAS A PARADISE. people were able to live as they choose - IN HARMONY. the advanced civilization was a living and breathing example of how he envisioned the future. it went without saying that he was welcomed with the powerful cheers of a loving audience. the roars shook the stadium’s halls as he walked alongside several security guards.    ❝   COME ON, GUYS !  i’m fine, really. if you really wanna help me, take my equipment to the bus. that stuff’s heavy !   ❞   with a simple request, he parted ways from the men dressed sharply in black. after dedicating several hours to a concert in humid conditions, a man needed some fresh air. and so, the musician exited to the back of the stadium and claimed a vacant position against a wall; gazing at the night sky like a child counting the individual stars.

                      PUMP UP THE VOLUME ! ! !

    “The reason? What, freedom from tyranny? From control? News breaker, kid. You’re never really free and there’s always someone higher up trying to hold you back. Whether you wanna do good or not, whether the rest of your posse wants to do something or not.”

@freedominamixtape liked for a starter !!

    “-And I guess you find something heroic in rebelling like that? Heh. The world never changes.”

She wasn’t supposed to be there.

And yet, the woman known as Sombra had snuck backstage, slipping into the starring act’s dressing room with ease. It was here she was waiting, knowing that her target was on his way by the way the crowd outside roared. Begging for an encore. They weren’t even wrong to do so, in her mind, since the music they had all enjoyed was definitely something she liked herself. He had a gift, for music and for inciting the emotions of others.

It was the latter ability that had brought her here tonight, unknown to her “handlers” back at Talon. (But if she could bring him in as an ally, could they really complain? Even if it was for her cause, and not theirs…) Sombra had wanted to gauge the usefulness of the known freedom fighter. At the very least, she probably could make some veiled threats if she was wrong in her current assessment of him.

Still, it was with a smile that she leaned in to examine her reflection in the mirror, slipping a tube of lipstick out of a hidden pocket. He had stolen tech to try and free his people. She had hacked into systems to gather information to free hers. They had something to talk about at least.

As the door opened, she glanced up at the male entering. “Ah, hola señor~” she greeted, a smile on purple lips. “Do you have any idea how difficult it is for a chica to get good seats here?”

@freedominamixtape because i felt like writing you a starter

❝   the crowd was ON FIRE out there ! !   ❞   EXCITEMENT BEATED from the drum of his vocal cords. once more, the dj gave his heart out during a concert in mexico for his synaesthesia auditiva tour. at that point, he’d dare say that numbani and mexico were his two favorite places to perform. the enthusiasm in the arena was unparalleled. THAT was just the thing that motivated him to step out onto the stage every night. transparent beads descended the course of his face. his heavy breathing and its erratic pattern accompanied the visual variety of exhaustion. it was until he reached his dressing room that his breathing nearly halted. it went without saying that some fans were determined to catch their favorite performers off guard, but what struck him as odd is HOW she got back there. after all, his concerts had a substantial amount of security despite the fact that he could take care of himself if the going got tough. although he didn’t know her intentions, he knew that she must have went through a lot of trouble just to SEE him. at the very least, he could reward her with an autograph before eventually seeing her out. 

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number [ Accepting. ]

9: Jawline Kiss

ALTHOUGH CIRCUMSTANCES prevented the two from behaving like normal people around one-another, the few occasions in which his music radiated brought about a wave of calm and enthusiasm. he preferred to be upbeat rather than woeful; especially considering their parched alignment. and so, masculine digits hovered over his amplifier in search of a particular track. a thunderous beat soon erupted from the handheld device, playing the tune of an unreleased track slated for his next album. much to his surprise, the hacker fell victim to the HEALING BEAT. the rhythmic motion of the chicka as she made her way over contrasted greatly from the woman she wanted others to perceive her as. pinkish sleeved arms slithered around his neck as he teased her with his reluctance to reveal the name of the song. distance closed, the dj’s vacant shoulder became a rest for her to lay her head upon. dark hazel eyes captured the other’s brown complexion. the heat radiated from the other’s bodily warmth sent a oddly comfortable chill down his limbs. glossed lips were near inches from his neck, although he wasn’t sure whether or not she was teasing him as well. at last, gentle hands grasped the other’s waist to separate them; but not before pressing his lips against her jawline. it may have been suggestive to some, but kissing was a publicly embraced culture in brazil. 

               ¡Hola Tumblr! Soy Sombra~

This is an indie, selective & private, semi-active rp blog for Sombra from Overwatch. Brand new, as of November 10th 2016, and written by Arili. Looking for followers, so please reblog to spread the word! Rules page is mobile-friendly, so please read!

               ¡Hola Tumblr! Soy Sombra~

This is an indie, selective & private, semi-active rp blog for Sombra from Overwatch. Brand new, as of November 10th 2016, and written by Arili. Looking for followers, so please reblog to spread the word! Rules page is mobile-friendly, so please read!