srry i tried

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svt desktop wallpapers!
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pls do not repost anywhere!!!
can be found here, enjoy!

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pjo history → an issue of the olympian daily during wwii

*pls click the images to enlarge the text

since my post on pjo history received such a response, which i can’t thank you all enough for, i wanted to create a lil snippet from “the olympian daily,” the go-to newspaper for all the best updates; they publish new issues faster than hermes can run!

i hope you all enjoy ♥

so I kind of made this wallpaper for me? but feel free to use it too! I hope it looks good! pls like and reblog if you liked it helps a lot (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

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looks like they’re holding back paparazzi

NO NO BASTION DOESN’T WANT ANY MORE AUTOGRAPHS NO MORE PHOTOS, PLEASE KEEP YOUR DISTANCE HE IS VERY FRAGILE.  MR PRESIDENT!  A lanky weirdly steam pressed man in a suit with a green tipped microphone presses anyway because he’s an asshole HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE CURRENT AFFAIRS OF THE ESCORTED PAYLOAD?

Bastion beeps excitedly

Mercy’s just OH MY GOD HE SAID THE P WORD. REINHARDT PHASE 2 I REPEAT PHASE TWO and Reinhardt just pulls out his giant hammer and bum rushes into the crowd of reporters, sending everyone flying while Mercy throws herself over Bastion in a feeble attempt at keeping any sniper shots away

-PROTECT THE PRESIDENT-  

This was sitting in my ps folder for this whole month, so I finally decided to finish it. Please take it away from me lol
Happy early Halloween digi dudes

I decided to take a stab at coloring this (my drawing for mp100countdown day 2) Bright colors woo~

Title: by any means necessary

Rating: M

Word count: 3,040

Warnings: angst, nalu, angst, blood, gore, violence, one-sided marandi(?)

Summary: “Do you know how it feels to watch the one you love die?”

I WANTED IT SO MUCH I WROTE THE THING. PLS FORGIVE. BASED ON 502, PREDICTION FOR 503. WEEP WITH ME. 。゚(゚ノД`゚)゚。

Lucy’s awakening was slow.

Her consciousness dragged itself to the forefront of her mind, its feet hesitant as if it knew that something bad was going to happened. It was so tempting to slip back into the comfortable, black nothingness and just…float there. But Lucy couldn’t do that, even though the rest of her body protested.

Gradually she became aware of the sound of footsteps and the chill of dank air brushing across her exposed skin. Each one of her cuts and bruises came alive with bursts of pain that had her wincing, feeling sinking back into her hands and feet and face.

Her ankles and wrists were trapped by something cold and hard, maybe metal, and something coarse was biting into her ribs and upper arms. Splintering wood dug into her back and underneath her thighs and Lucy realized, as her bleary eyes opened, that she was bound by rope and cuffs to a chair.

She was in a dark, stone-walled cell, her toes pressing into the cold floor.

And though that was unnerving in and of itself, it was the sight before her that had her heart stopping.

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cut ur damn hair izuru theres too much of it and it makes my life hard

this is rly bad srry but i tried really hard!!! it was just super difficult to draw for some reason