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Respect 👏 the 👏 villain 👏 muses

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@nerfsong

INTRIGUED is the glitch. violet pigments will scan the gamer’s mech from the inside : from each joystick, from each screen &. button, right down to its very HARD WIRING. lithe digits ghost over screens &. there is a FLASH of neon purples extending from her fingertips. obnoxious screeching, flashings of lights &. ultimately SILENCE is to come from the beloved ( VOMIT ) pile of technicoloured scrap - metal. all until sombra exits &. thus, GREETED with the scowling owner of said mech. though EVER PROUD shall the agent sit atop hood. plush, lilac lacquered lips upturn, becoming the foundation of which a condescending GRIN shall call home as a single magenta nail will trace along the bubblegum pink paint job, as if THREATENING to scratch now hacked machinery. ❛ couldn’t afford the LATEST in anti - virus, eh, NOVIO? ❜ chuckle OOZES from vocals.  ❛ real SHAME, no? ❜

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♥ DvaxSombra ♥

https://www.redbubble.com/people/pjanga/works/25734517-sombra-x-dva?asc=u

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im gay

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Sombar • Peter Xiao

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¡Apagando las luces!

Twitter WIPs: x x

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hi, hi, hi ! phphpht, i’d love to find some people who wanna write with me on here, &. since these types of promo’s get around quicker, it would be a big help if you could like/reblog/follow if you'd be interested in interacting with an independent ( &. new to the community ) sombra of blizzard’s overwatch ! ♡

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phtpht anyway ! i'm eager to get activity going, so consider this a starter call. 💖

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Sombra’s Hideout

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Favorite hacker skin

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.h_e-[st]: <1 of 7>

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Everyday 4.6.17 | “CYBERSHRINE”

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the woman carried herself like God worshipped her body. even the devil will pray for forgiveness at the holy sight of her.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via theijeoma)

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Florence + The Machine // Seven Devils

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She fights the chains; screaming, kicking, snarling. They do not listen, they never did. Delicate fingers turned to cold metal. Her skin is dirty and the flowers she grew as a little girl now dead. They make no dresses like hers: she’s her own tailor, she took the needle with which they sewed her fragile, broken heart and gave birth to a new human. Deceitful, It has her face and smile. It is her. But she’s ripped, torn, there is no more core. This is what happens when little girls face war and desperation: They become their own gods.

What have you done? ( Alex; 14/09/2015)