Have You Seen On Reddit? R/wow/comments/abjpby/anduin_sylvanasas_corgis_happy_new_year_to_rwow/ Corgi

Widowtracily - Valentine’s Day

Something sweet for v-day (that isn’t chocolate)!

Apparently this piece didn’t come out the way I was hoping it would but *shrugs* Just gotta have to try harder on the Chinese New Year one. :/ *squints* I can barely see the rings.

I’ve altered this like 50 times already. Please shoot me.

Widow x Tracer fancomic cover!!

I’ll post all parts in the course of the month ♥

Can Gérard Lacroix be a new hero?

Now I hear what your saying. Gérard Lacroix is dead and was killed by Widowmaker

Genji: Thought dead: Now a cyborg

76: Thought dead: Alive

Reaper: Thought dead: Alive as a Wraith

Tracer: Thought dead: Alive by Chronal accelerator

Bastion: Though dead: Alice after shutdown

Mei: Thought dead: Survived Eco-point Antarctica

Widowmaker: Thought dead or missing: Alive by Talon

Or-15 units: Thought Obsolete: Alive as Orisa

Winston: Thought lost to Horizon Lunar Colony: Escaped to earth

Ana: Thought dead: Alive as Shrike

My point being that just because they say Gérard Lacroix is dead, does not mean we have seen the last of him.

Enid: *handing a bowl of soup to Wednesday*

Half of Enid's brain: Careful, it's hot!

Other half of Enid's brain: I made some soup

Enid: Careful, it's soup!

BOOB ◉◡◉

stars, sea, and sailor

Happy MerMay! *:･ﾟ✧ Widowtracer Mermaid + Sailor AU 

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Next Chapter of A Death Too Many (excerpt)

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

Wednesday any random day: girls what are you doing this afternoon

this is the best video i have ever made, hands down :D