There’s no way out of this, I’m afraid. For someone like myself, all good things must come to an end… C’est la vie. Je suis désolé, mes amours.
Do you ever see a stranger and just Know
Black women are so encouraging. This is simply magical!💖 #BlackGirlsMagic
I was so happy when I saw the notification
Tracer stepped forward towards the group of girls. Her throat was dry, and felt like it was coated in ash. Each step was a battle. She was getting weaker. Weaker with each step. The girls were so close. The dawn was close, too. Tracer felt it. Sun against the horizon, blood in the veins. She could feel each heartbeat. Images of herself tearing into the girls rose, unbidden, in her mind’s eye. They wouldn’t stand a chance. “Help,” whispered Tracer. The girls had gotten too close. One of them swept a hand through her air, wafting the scent of her youthful blood towards Tracer. Tracer’s fangs throbbed. Her eyes burned. She crouched, then lunged.
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Read the rest of this chapter of A Death Too Many on ao3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/9365072/chapters/32847258
“This is your last chance to turn around,” Sombra said under her breath as Tracer passed her. “I won’t be joining you on this ride. You’re a special guest, after all.”
https://archiveofourown.org/works/9365072/chapters/38565953#workskin
(Happy Halloween, folks!)
what we want:
what we get:
jaina we all have pictures of us as teens in crop tops and wide leg pants, it’s not that bad
Relatable
…Take ALL my money. Especially for immortal and Nova. And crusader Rein.
Available in base loot boxes \o/
Alternate ending ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )
My life is simple : I play (a lot), I fangirl (a lot too), Star Wars, WoW, Overwatch and far too much loved games. Welcome to my reality.
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