Trying to design an out for a FreakShow AU of Trix, but I cant get a solid design down.

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Trying to design an out for a FreakShow AU of Trix, but I cant get a solid design down.

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Sunshine [Junkrat]
I wanted to try writing something sad for a change. Sooo I’m not very good but I wanted to give it a shot! Might do some other ones later with different characters, not sure yet. ____________________________________________
“Hey come on stay with me, Junkbutt.. Don’t close your eyes alright?!” Trix pleaded kneeling down next to the bleeding Junker, leaning him up against her. He had taken a quite a few heavy shots to the gut and she managed to drag him behind a barrier. She wasn’t in much better condition having taken two to the shoulder and one to the leg.
“Talk to me Jamie come on, say something!” Urging him as she ripped off her sleeves to tend to his wounds. She hadn’t seen any sign of roadhog and feared the worst, things had only gone down hill for them.
“Oi sing me..sing me tha’ song again, ya know the one you sung me in the rain.” He coughed smiling, as crimson stained his lips. Feeling tears well up in the corner of her eyes she smiled and began stroking his hair. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.” “Yeah..tha’s it, tha’s the one.” Junkrat sputtered weakly keeping that grin of his on his face, reaching for her hand. Sniffling she took his metallic hand in hers immediately their prosthetic fingers entwining together, “Make me happy when skies are grey.” She continued to sing to him, tears paving a clean path through the soot on her cheeks.
Bullets pelted the barrier, and skipped just over head making her hunker down closer to him. “You’ll never know dear how much.. How much, h-how..m-much..” The broken hearted magician sobbed fumbling over her word trying to find it in her heart to usher that last few lines to him. The sound of guns shots rang through out the area around him, but in that moment everything felt as if it fell silent.
She felt him squeeze her hand as he leaned against her ear whispering the three words she never thought she’d hear from him, as he finished the line for her. “I love you..” Slowly his grip on her weakened, but her arms around him only tightened as she felt his body go limp, and her heart shatter into a thousand pieces.
“P-please don’t take my sunshine away..”