#jamison-junkrat

uughhh that sounds like a good idea aslkdfj; thank you i’ll think about it!

jamison-junkrat Junk/Roadhog yes please :3 Are these going to turn into stickers or key chains? Cause they are beautiful!

buttons! and thank you q v q/

skelwolf junkrat would be cool like one of him and roadhog being buds? 

 yeah gonna do them!

kibatheunchanted junkrat Roadhog Reinhardt and..torbjorn u-u

i’m gonna do junkrat and roadhog, but i’m still gonna think of reinhardt... i can’t make all of them ;;

tealleadership HOLY CRAP THESE ARE A++ 10/10  are you gonna make stickers??? (well, for suggestion, maybe try junkrat!)

thank you!!! Q v Q they’re gonna be buttons hahaha (yeah i’m doing junkrat/roadhog)

juichi-bey How about Jack Morrison

he’s there xD

wolfling-12 maybe mercy?

i’ll think about it...maybe!

tomotopototo OMG these are so cute, can we see them bigger perhaps?! I love that Talon one!

thank you! ah sadly they’re gonna be merchs so i don’t want to upload a bigger version |Dc;;

thehobbitsenpai Ana and Pharah maybe?

;; hhhhhh that’d be cute!

abbies-grotto Reinhardt and Ana pls :3

hmmmmmmmm

han-j1 Add that Tracer fam i need her

hmmmmm maybe!

@jamison-junkrat

Roadhog was seated upon an old weathered couch, flipping nonchalantly through a newspaper- extremely hard to get these days mind you- while barely paying any mind to Junkrat. There was a sigh that could be spotted through laboured breaths as he eventually closed up the paper and gave his forehead a rub through his thick leather mask, mumbling under his breath.

It had been a while since Abby had last had an encounter with her apparent stalker. Ordinarily, he was more subtle, but this time he’d been heading straight for her- and for once, she was genuinely spooked by it. She knew it was expected when she’d first begun to gain fame from her acting, but nevertheless, relentless fans secretly gave her the creeps. Besides, this particular fan had most likely tried to kidnap her, and had left a nasty cut on her arm in the process.

Wanting nothing more than to hide, she sprinted into a nearby alley, immediately jumping behind a large Dumpster and pressing back against it, clutching her injured arm. Nervously, she began to assess her surroundings and checked down the alley. Nothing. She turned around, then, checking the other way, and nearly fell right back out of her spot when she saw the singed-looking man who was sitting back there.

“Agh! How the hell did-?!” She paused suddenly, taking a second look, and immediately seeming to calm down somewhat and lowered her volume. “…Oh! Wait… Sorry, mistook you for someone else for a second there… uh… Is this spot taken? I just need to hide for a couple minutes.”

A jolt of pain ran through her arm, and she cringed, tightening her grip. Her hand was already pretty blood-soaked, and some was already leaking out between her fingers. She shuddered and looked away from her injury, checking out in the alley again.