#iwillnotjuggle

Reaper stares down the side of one of his gun barrels at monk for a moment as the omnic spoke. He didn’t care about that, nor did he mean that, he meant, that he won’t hesitate to kill, omnic or human. But he doubt this omnic was that stupid to not figure that out. “I’ll keep you alive, under one agreement, where is a young man named Genji hiding?” His voice was cold and threatening. Violence was his preferred, promises can be broken, a for sure solution was death.

Widowmaker. Nothing against the character, i’m just shit at sniping like oh my god why do you think i play Torbjorn. cause i’m a no skill scrub.

@iwillnotjuggle Genji had been a God of the Earth. He had watched over the blue pearl together with his brother, but over the eons they became more disagreeable. Where Hanzo wanted to watch life take its own path, Genji constantly tried to meddle, walking the earth when he shouldn't and meddling in its affairs. They fought, Genji lost, and was banished to the Moon, and as a result of their fight life on earth had all but been annihilated. Now he was stuck to the hunk of rock without anything to do but watch Earth, maybe wave over at one of the other planets in hopes of being acknowledged. Since being banished to the Moon, his appearance had changed quite a bit as well. His once bright green hair had paled into white, and his once so colourful kimono had dulled into simple shades of grey as well, the only colourful on him was the red scarf he wore and his just as red eyes. And where he once was donned with tattoos that showed the life of earth, he now had all the cycles of the moon pretty much branded into his skin. He had all but given up on getting to interact with anyone again, wallowing in his loneliness until one day. He had been watching Earth, as per usual, when he noticed a flash of blinding light off to his side. He was surprised, to say the least, when he looked over and saw the Sun God standing next to him, causing him to scramble to his feet. "Wh-- I didn't know you were going to visit-- There's not much to see here, nothing but dust and craters. Earth has much more to see, though I haven't been there for quite a while..", he fidgeted, sort of awestruck that the embodiment of the /Sun/ decided to visit his little hunk of rock. He wasn't entirely sure what he did to deserve the honor. However, he was also awestruck at how beautiful the other was, awkwardly tugging at his kimono, trying to dust it off somewhat.

“..I am Death.”

It was the best birthday he ever had. 

Its more of a generalized anxiety, i’m less worried about the toxicity cause i can just mute everyone. I’m the same when i play overwatch or any other competitive game, interacting with new people and worry that i might be doing something that brings the team down. 

//Apparently tumblr wants Reaper to have inner peace. He already thinks he has that in his own twisted way, it’s called killing people. Less people to annoy to piss him off, he calls that peaceful.