G'day

Cleaned up and colored a sketch from last night on my phone. This is my Junkrat who is based around my Rekindle AU I’m working on / w \

just a lil dool

I HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLIN RING TING TINGLIN TO

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Mercy <3

a burning hill - mitski / the raven king - maggie stiefvater / portrait of a lady on fire - céline sciamma / a court of thrones and roses - sarah j mass / i did something bad - taylor swift / the messenger - luc besson / sense and sensibility - emma thompson / summertime sadness - lana del rey

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thinking abt dishonored again……

“Nothin’, mate,” he hummed, following up with a light mouthing of Pyro’s organic arm. “You are, in fact, the sappy fucker, though.” That went without saying, though that was likely because he was older, a bit more rounded out as a person. “Wanted t’touch. So I’m touchin’!” With that, he took to sitting where Pyro’s hips met his abdomen, then shimmied down into a comfortable laying position. He was no Hog–no Rat was–but he was just fine. Definitely a little softer than himself. “Y’know, I bet you’d make a good uhh… what’re they again? They’re blankets… Not heating ones… the uh… WEIGHTED! Weighted blanket.”

With an amused snort at being referred to a living weighted blanket as he promptly begins to lean more into Primed, cheek pressing against his doppelganger's cheek and pulls him in for a tighter squeezing hug. “Ya really wanna test out tha’ theory of yers?”