my beautiful cloak

“Your time belongs to Overwatch. It belongs to your duty. […] it belongs to your comrades. It belongs to me.”

Hang the Fool by AlmaMeDuele

Hey y’all, if you haven’t read this fic yet and ya like the McHanzo go read it (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡ the characters are perfect, the pacin’ is so smooth guh (it’s still in progress tho) - I was hoping to draw a scene that’s more interactive but uh here we are w/ grubby mcgrubster 

And that’s how, against Lady Penelope’s wishes, Gordon went home with an ankle-length, cherry red hooded cloak.

(Would have posted this earlier, but I haven’t had internet for three days.)


So, I just bought a sword (to be specific, a replica of Anduril, Aragorn’s sword from Lord of the Rings) because I am a huge nerd. And what do huge nerds do with newly acquired swords? Photoshoot in my yard the forest.