#deadeye-vaquero

[playboy-xbox-blog]

Return of Munplay //deadeye-vaquero

Out of the ordinary, she was taking the train.  The last incident left her family overly protective and prevented her from ever taking public transport aside from airplane ever again.  It wasn’t like she wanted to take the train after that, she just thought it was unnecessary, and highly unlikely that would ever happen again.  She had her sketchbook out on her lap with markers scattered about her.  Music played from her earbuds, just barely audible to those outside.  She glanced around the train car.  it was empty except for her, which was rather awkward, but not unwelcome.

[jessethekxd]

deadeye-vaquero replied to your post: *gently, but with love* Trans Jesse is the best...

[he’s… so perfect…. i love him]

i cry ever  y time i think about him

only good and great this for him

[txcticxl-blog]

❤️- How would you describe yourself?

<< Oh, jeez. I think I’m really approachable and friendly! A people person for sure. Also a lover of awful puns and cats. >>

[txcticxl-blog]

"Hi dad. I'm Jesse."

Hi, Jesse! Thank you for reading the rules~

[theyoungdragon]

💤 (let the boy rest)

He had been watching the stars together with Jesse from the ledge that was part of the little bell that contained the large bell. It had been a bit of an issue to get Jesse up there, Hanzo had to pull him up from up there but, eventually, the cowboy had managed to get up there. They had settled themselves on the side facing Mt Fuji and Tokyo, the capital city shining just as brightly as the stars above them. 

They had talked a lot, Hanzo and him, a bottle of sake in between them that they shared. As the night prolonged, though, so did the silences in between the conversations, and it seemed like the Shimada heir had fallen asleep during one of those pauses. Head and shoulders leaning against the wall of the temple, he had drawn up one leg and let his other foot rest on his knee. His hair framed his face, yet it was still clear that his eyes were closed, his lips slightly parted as his chest slowly went up and down, hands resting on top of it.

He looked peaceful.