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[thejinxyjester]

Did anOverwatch mains sheet for the people who need it :)

[mckickin]

@hero-gallery

     It happened too fast. The pain. The ringing. The blurry vision. Was it a gun that done it ? A hard hit to the side of his head, pulsing pains through his eyebrow bone and the surrounding area. His head was spinning... and to think a few seconds ago he thought he had it under control. That the battle was his to rope a win.. But he was wrong. His gun fired through the air, taking men down who had the balls to challenge Jesse McCree. The men who dared make his own blood trickle down onto the ground.

     It was cold. The gun being held in his hands slipping from his fingers followed by his knees buckling and giving out. His lips parted, his body hitting the ground with a thud as a cloud of dirt and sand came puffing from beneath him.

     His eyes fluttered and with each blink they came closer and closer to closing.., but just before he went out. Just before he went under, his blurry vision watched as a man.. no.. a soldier, came storming in and taking out one bad fella after another. His hearing only able to make out a muffled ‘ WHO THE HELL IS THAT ? ’ followed by gunshots. But those moves.. they looked so-- so... 

                                        Ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ

     His mind fell into darkness. Emptiness. Not a sound heard, not a thing to be seen. Even the night terrors that shakes him to the core every night was absent.. and then there was light. His eyes drifting open as if no time had come to pass. His head throbbed.. his vision still coming to as he looked up at the light upon the Egyptian stone ceiling. It was so bright..agh. His head. Damn, his head. His hand reached up to the pulsing pain, only to feel the soft puff of cotton that was wrapped and taped to wound on his head.. Who .. 

     A sharp breath of air was taken as he sat up. His hands came up to palm at his eyes. Rubbing circles to get his vision to clear. 

          Beep beep beep- Beep.

      The hell ? What was that sound ? He looked to his right. A man with snow white hair standing at a terminal of some sort.. Fingers moving across the holographic keyboard and his back turned toward the cowboy. Could this be the man he seen? Or is it one of the men he was fighting ??

     Instinctively, Jesse reached down to his holster to take hold of his gun, but.. “ The hell ? ” Empty. Gone. Of course he would be unarmed, why wouldn’t the man unarm him ? So with a defensive hiss in his voice, McCrees  voice sprang out from the silence once more.

     “ Who th’ hell are you ? Where am I ? ”

[shinbou-blog1]

i am a catch and u know it @hero-gallery

[twotailshakes]

pro : ( it'd be NICE if there was a way to make you RUN OUT OF WORDS for once. ) | con : ( probably insists on wearing the hat the whole time. )

From the One Pro, One Con meme

“Hey now, old man” he pauses, grinning wide “sometimes they get to wear the hat instead. Seem to mighty enjoy the honour too - or maybe that’s just ‘cause I know how to please.”

[nothingrcmains]

@hero-gallery

        luther’s role has come NATURALLY to him. as destructive as he felt in his past occupation, now he gets to heal and provide some unification for an entire team! it feels good. his sacrifices may have been worth it. overwatch has given him a family-- even if the feeling may not be mutual.

        so when he sees the soldier holding his ribs, he’s in a GIVING feeling. the warden hops on over until he’s beside his patient, resting a hand gently on his arm. “hey, old man!” he chirps, already inspecting the man’s injuries with just a stare. “lemme patch you up.” a whirring sound starts in his shoulders, vents opening up as the green smoke begins to pour from him.

         “you sure are agile for bein’-- well, y’know.” OLD.

[kawaiimonk111-blog]

I just noticed its in alphabetical order

[oneheir]

hero-gallery replied to your post:        when you’ve just made this blog so it’s...

*blows noisemaker* happy birthday Small Child !!!!

t-thank you, s-sir!

[conifae]

[mckickin]

"What am I to you?"

❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

     McCree leaned against the railing of Gibraltar. The cigar in his mouth gave off the normal trail of smoke that slithered and swayed its way into the air above his head before eventually disappearing. It held a cherry scent and taste.. His favorite.

      The night was indeed young. The folk aroun these here parts were new and old agents moving from one place to another to get things situated and settled. In order to bring Overwatch back into active duty… and here Jesse wonders if it was a mistake heeding the recall..

     Still, it’s something familiar. 

     He sighed, straightening himself as he came to take the cigar from his mouth. Letting the smoke blow out past his lips as well as his nose, paying little attention to the footsteps that came up from behind him.

     He knew that sound- He matched them to Jack who was probably coming to check up on him. Possibly doing his old rounds like he did back in the day. Heh. Old habits die hard ?

     ‘ What am I to you ? ’ the question made his heart feel like it froze, but the man simply blinked. Letting the cigar smoke trail along his arm from holding it at his hip until he brought it back to his lips to take another puff. 

     It was a long silence, but McCree couldn’t just let it go unanswered. “ Depends on what cha mean. ” He started. “ On a professional level er personal.. ” 

     His hands came to hook onto his belt. Brown eyes watching as Tracer zipped from room to room below. Lucio and Reinhardt carrying some boxes off trucks, and Mei looking through old logs. The rest ? They were busy getting unpacked.  

     “ If we’re talkin personal.. then. ” He grew silent again, eyes finding their way down to his boots that gently tapped a pebble away. “ I care fer ya a whole lot, truth be told. Maybe more than I should.. Always have. Prolly always will. ”

[shinbou-blog1]

Pro: no / con : no

one pro & one con you can see to sex w/ genji —  accepting                    — @hero-gallery

     “ Are you trying to raise my self-esteem, Commander? I am not         sure it’s working. ”

[mckickin]

‘ i’ve got you. just stay awake. can you do that for me? ’

* hurt prompts

     The lights looked so bright. The room almost looked pure white to him. His hearing was somewhat muffled, but what he did know was that Jack was there. A hand on his chest and another on his head…. and there they were. Those eyes. Damn. Those eyes.

     They reminded him of summer. The warm feeling on your skin as the sun shined down on you and the land around. Looking up at the bright blue sky sprinkled with white clouds on a somewhat clear day. A childs laugh, a dogs bark. Tweeting of the birds.. And there was the ocean too. The calm waves that washed the dry sand wet. The relaxing feel of the liquid gliding through your fingers. He smiled. His eye slowly blinking up at the Soldier who asked him to stay awake.. Asked if he could do that.

     A slowly breath, Jesse took. His smile growing to show teeth. His tone weak and quiet. Pained. “ I do believe I lost my manners today.. By not lettin’ you know how handsome you look . ”

[shinbou-blog1]

tfw ur stupid dad commander starts intimidating anyone from even thinking abt getting u laid