#latrodectae

She’s had many ‘lasts’ in her life. She’d sworn that this was the last time she drank so much she blacked out, the last time she woke up in a strangers bed, the last time she ran back to someone who couldn’t care less for her, the last time she cried herself to sleep,the last time she picked up a blunt, a pill a needle, the last time she brought that razor blade to her arm... Now as she gasps for air, she’s wondering if this will be one of those lasts? There’s a voice nearby calling her name and expert hands on her body, applying pressure to her wound, trying desperately to stop the blood flow. She can’t answer though, she can’t move, she can barely breathe. Her ear piece hums soft in her hear, it’s broken but she can still make out the calm voice of the woman beside her. She’s giving orders into the comm link, stating their location and there’s a bunch of medical terms that Sombra doesn’t really get. The sniper grows silent for just a moment and finally under her breath she whispers against the wind,            “Please hurry.” There’s just a hint of her voice cracking, or maybe the hacker is imagining it, for all she knew she was already dead and this was what death felt like. A violent cough shakes her core and her eyes snap open as she’s gasping for air once once more. There’s a metallic taste in her mouth, the smell of it is all around her. Widowmaker rushes to her side, her face is calm, but she can see there’s a flash of uncertainty in her golden orbs. Sombra opens her mouth to tell her that everything is going to be okay, but it feels like she’s drowning and she coughs again, the red dripping down her chin stains her clothes, the floor beneath them. She manages a weak smile and suddenly her companion seems to be frozen for just a second before she falls to her knees. She knows she’s not supposed to, but she lifts the hacker’s head onto her lap, wiping the stray hairs from her face and gazing down at her with her ever calm expression.It’s met with an eerily calm expression from Sombra, her violet eyes gazing up into those pools of gold, she’s silent but they are speaking volumes. She raises a weak shaky hand, cupping the woman’s cheek despite her begging the hacker to stop wasting her energy. Another last..One last smile for the woman she loves. Then she takes a final breath. 

During my freshman year of college I caught a Spider and started keeping it as a pet. I put my phone number up on the dorm’s bulletin board for people to call me if there were bugs in their room that they wanted gone. I’d catch these bugs for the people scared of them and then feed them to my pet spider whom I named Precious. At the time I was fairly depressed and not in the best mindset, however, Precious made me feel a lot better. I went into a bit of a spider phase. At one point I tried drawing a black widow with a fairly humanoid form. I was messing around with maybe making a simple slice of life webcomic featuring a whole bunch of different spiders as humanoids.

     “-- I didn’t think I would find you again.” 

i said it was the last time so long agobut here i am clinging to you againas usual i fucked things up, i screwed up just as you probably knew i wouldyou and i both know that people like us don’t get happy endingsi know that people like me don’t deserve thembut you do. you didn’t ask for any of this, you were never meant to walk down this pathnot like me. i know she knows that your name falls from my lips sometimes in the nightnot that name they gave you but the name of who you truly areonly.. she doesn’t know why i whisper ityou don’t have much timei worry for youall the timemore than i worry for myselfi wanted so much to take you away from all these thingsif i could save you, i’d do it in a heartbeatbut at the same time i wonder..does she know that she whispers your name too..?sometimes, in the dead of night, almost always accompanied with tears, mourning, in painthat’s when i realize..she knows parts of you i will never knowparts of you that i’ve only imagined or seen glimpses ofin another life you were meant to be happyand maybe even her’s..?before we’d even fought i’d returned to the comfort of the needleand after i’d pushed her away i returned to the comfort of you just as i do every timeevery time i convince myself to give upyou go and whisper my name into the dark nightand down i fall again, prey to the spell you’ve put me underi’ve had my share of addictionsbut you seem to be the hardest one to shake

“Well it’s not like I had a lot of stuff to pack anyway.” Sombra mumbled to herself, slinging the bag over her shoulder as she examined the empty room one last time. It had been such a long time since she’d left Dorado to start her new life, so even though she was living way below her means- this grungy little garage had grown on her. As someone who would have to disappear at a moments noticed, it helped not to own too much stuff.With a soft sigh she waved her hand, opening up a screen in front of her and started quickly typing, inputing the coordinates she was given. Once that was done the screen disappeared as she dropped her hand to her waist. Adios, she thought to herself just as everything around her faded into darkness. The next time she opened her eyes she was in an unknown location, it seemed to be a bunker of some sorts, however it was empty for the most part. Except for the two strangers standing across the room from her. A man in a dark hood, his face was covered with a mask, and a stern looking blue-skinned woman beside him. “Right on time. Impressive.” The taller man commented, his voice was low and raspy, almost like he needed a cough drop.  “Is that you, Gabe?” Sombra couldn’t help but chuckle softly, taking a step toward the two, “You’re taller than I imagined.” She observed, shaking her head a bit, “It’s about time we finally met, after the last job you sent me I figured it was inevitable.” “Refer to me as Reaper.” The man replied sternly, though his voice gave away that he was smiling just a little bit. “This is Widowmaker. You’ll be teaming up with us from now on..” Gabe continued to speak, but Sombra had already zoned out, losing focus a moment when the other woman was introduced. As the hacker’s gaze moved from one to the other, she quirked her eyebrow a bit examining the woman across from her. She had to admit, it was hard not to stare, aside from her skin being a pale shade of blue, she was absolutely gorgeous. But her attention was caught on the woman’s eyes, they seemed to be cool and unfeeling- almost apathetic as she stared back at her. And yet they seemed so distant, so deep, so-“..this is Sombra.”Oops, daydream. Snap back to reality. “Hola, azúl.” She said with a wide grin, giving the sniper a small wave of her fingers. Widowmaker’s face instantly twisted with disgust and she subtly rolled her eyes as she turned to face Reaper, her hand on her hip. “Are we done here? It’s time to go.” She asked quickly, her thick accent rolling flawlessly off of her tongue as she turned towards the lone ship in the building. “Yes, it’s time to go back to base. Come, Sombra.” Reaper replied quickly, turning towards the ship as well. As he did, the roof slowly begun to spin, opening up for them to take off. Sombra followed behind them, hopping into the ship and taking a seat just as it lifted from the ground and took off. Gabe remained standing, his hand gripping the bar by the door as he stared out the window silently. Widowmaker simply took the seat across from her and closed her eyes. That gave the hacker a chance to get a better look at her up close. These two are an interesting pair. I wonder just how much fun I'm allowed to have..

i think that would be really cool. not for shipping purposes even. just because there’s a lot of characters that have been at it for a long time and they’re actual, real adults. only d.va and zenyatta are young adults or teens. i think it’d be nice to have this “new generation” of agents be definitely new. not to say that ppl like lucio and sombra and co. aren’t new, but they’re still another generation. it’s like, hey, very young people can change the world too! it’s kinda like a ghibli movie. you see them changing the world around them doing little and big things and sometimes they’re younger than you, even, and it’s an inspiration that you, too, can do that, no matter your age

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