peacekeeper.

indie  jesse mccree.

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starters from pinterest pt. one.   /   @blackwatch-cmndr​

  looking over at gabriel from his spot on the couch,  jesse’s head tilted in semi - confusion,  not really understanding where that question had come from.  he knew that it wasn’t uncommon for people to have things that nagged at them from day - to - day,  but the particular topic about being bad  or  good  coming from reyes was the biggest surprise.  usually,  the man was doing what he wanted,  regardless of the opinions of others,  that it took him off - guard to be asked out of the blue whether he thought that the commander was  a  bad  person or not. 

being in the deadlock gang exposed jesse to  many  different kinds of people in his life, even if he was still relatively young.  with his own predicament in consideration,  he really had no place to be deciding whether someone was a good person or not,  since he didn’t have the best reputation himself.  ❛  i don’t know,  are you?  ❜  he asked,  leaning over the couch lazily to face him.  ❛  ya saved  my  ass,  even when i didn’ deserve it.  i dunno if my word really holds that much weight,  but i don’t think you’re a bad guy.  ❜ 

[papabay]

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McCree: [pushing on a door that says pull]

Reaper: [filming] just, push harder.

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reyes: have you ever done a clean shave

mccree: a what

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standing outside the small convenience store,  he had his eyes up to the sky -- the clouds were looking dark  &  a couple of rain drops were beginning to litter the ground.  his attention was caught by a small figure running up the narrow street.   ❛   woah,  easy there.  ❜  he said,  laughing lightly about the haste in her step.  ❛ doubt you’ll get anywhere before the rain starts to get too heavy.  ❜  it wasn’t uncommon for him to be in japan on business,  not with overwatch having a base in hanamura;  that didn’t change that he still stuck out like a sore thumb.  heavy southern accent aside,  he was much taller than the general population  &  he didn’t bother one bit trying to change up his usual attire.  

small starter call   /   @eternalodango

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cigar hanging loosely from his lips,  he gives the omnic a wave followed by a smile.  he wasn’t  all that  familiar with the man,  he had his connections one way or another.   ❛  awfully hot out here when the sun is up,  ain’t it?  ❜  jesse knew that there was business to be talked about,  but that didn’t mean that he had to skip some good old friendly conversation beforehand.   

small starter call   /   @martyrbot

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their appearances are as different as  night  &  day,  but maybe that’s what had drawn him to speak to the stranger in the first place.  he’s too talkative for his own good,  but it never hurt to have a conversation with someone from an entirely different walk of life.  ❛  schoenheit,  that’s a mouthful  ---  ‘s  some kinda european,  i’d reckon.  ❜  he is butchering the pronunciation,  despite the fact that it was  just  spoken to him;  given,  he’s  trying  his best here.   

small starter call   /   @amemiroir

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jesse mccree owns my heart bc he kills people, but also would go out of his way to hold a door for an elderly person

[walmartdionysus]

this was actually my sister’s idea, i just drew it 

based on this [video]

[incorrectblackwatch]

Genji: Sorry I’m late, I was doing…things.

McCree, running in after him noticeably disheveled: HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS

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starter call, ❤️ for something small.

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jesse, holding up a wanted poster: they never get my nose right

[vhsmeme]

* character headcanons

clothing style.

before - bed routine. 

eating habits.

concept of home and family. 

hobbies. 

fighting style.

what calms your muse down after a bad day?

talk about one person your muse loves.

ways your muse says i love you.

describe your muse’s laugh. 

what items can be found in your muse’s pockets? 

talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s).

describe your muse’s walk. 

talk about your muse’s accent.

describe your muse’s smile. 

how often does your muse get sick?

does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?

does your muse snore? sleeptalk? sleepwalk?

the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.

is your muse a fitful or a quiet sleeper?

your muse’s thoughts on cops and other authority figures.

skills and special talents. 

disabilities or illnesses. 

habits and mannerisms.

introvert or extrovert.

religious or non - religious.

verbal or non - verbal communication.

something your muse could never forgive.

something that makes your muse smile.

something that scares your muse.

something that gives your muse hope.

how your muse responds to being helped / taken care of.

how your muse responds to unconditional love.

how your muse responds to danger.

how your muse responds to stress.  

how your muse responds to anger.

did your muse grow up too fast?

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misc angst starters   /   @astherea

❛  now,   you an’ i know that it ain’t that simple.  ❜  he knows that despite her  seeming  willingness to let him speak his mind,  she was still a stubborn character  &  if he wanted to be listened to,  he had to be a little more forward than his usual self.  leaning in on his elbows,  he peered around his shoulder in case anyone took the booth behind them.  ❛  if this is how you wanna run things,  then i don’t think this  partnership  of ours is gunna work out.  ❜  --  jesse wasted no time cutting straight to the chase,  knowing well that it was dangerous territory that he was stepping into.  

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misc angst starters   /   @wardrivn

if he could have hidden it better,  he would have  --  but he knew that she was  smarter  than that,  it would be hard to get away with trying to hide the copious amounts of blood staining his clothing.  ❛  it’s no big deal,  jus’ a scratch -- or two.  ❜  jesse assures her,  playing down his injuries to almost nothing.  ❛  don’t go worryin’  yer  head about it.  ❜  wiping the blood from his nose with a gloved hand,  he gave fareeha a  stupid  grin. 

    ❛  probably best of we don’t  dawdle ‘round here for too long,   don’t  doubt that someone heard the gunshots from  miles  away.  ❜  he could still feel the heat from his peacekeeper holstered at his side,  an uncomfortable,  but  familiar  feeling against his leg.  

[pearsfears]

Blackwatch Mean Girls

[incorrectblackwatch]

Moira: I know you snuck out last night, McCree.

McCree’s inner voice: Play dumb!

McCree: Who’s McCree?

McCree’s inner voice: Not that dumb!