#deadmansgun

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Starter Call. || @deadmansgun​

        Blending in seems to come easy for the dane, with a hood pulled up and a bottle in hand. The table Eivor has chosen would give her the advantage she seeks, but at the cost of seating herself next to some stranger who might be suspicious of her. She looks at him with a small tilt of her head, before nodding and looking forward again.                   ❝What a coincidence- I like this view as well.❞ 

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      There is something about riding along the far country side that brought peace to the woman. Eivor had thought about her homeland often, and the one she came to before America. England was beautiful, and she missed Norway, but gods she could appreciate the country side here. There were some folks here that did not like her presence, but some did. She is an immigrant in their eyes, but she did not care. She is here to stay- and that was finale. Approaching a clearing, she noticed a few men around a tied up stranger with guns pointed towards him. From afar, she could hear them talking and mocking the man. She told herself before she would not trouble herself with the affairs' of others, but she couldn’t deny that the sight angered her. Just as one of them walked away, she sneaked closer - hiding in the brushes. Blue gaze watch them carefully, before slowly approaching the one with his back turned from the scene. She used her bow and arrow to take him down, before approaching the other and shoving her hidden blade into the back of his neck- hearing the sickening sound of piercing the body. She retracted the blade, letting the man fall while she shook the blood from her hand.              She takes a moment before kneeling down to the stranger she had a better look on. A cowboy? Curious.                       ❝Hej, stranger. Are you hurt?❞

[culthcnt]

Unprompted Asks -Always Accepting!! @deadmansgun​

     Returning home to John was always something the bounty hunter look forward to. Kassandra had long chased after the group she swore to kill, that it felt like forever since she’s been home with him. She has been with him throughout the holidays, but she often went out for a bit to do work in general to keep them going for a bit while he did ranch work. They both pitched in money, and she often helped with the Ranch work when she wasn’t seeking her revenge. She halts her horse, dismounting and letting her horse go off where he wanted. Phobos often walked around, and never kept stationary. Once she was near her lover, she could feel the warmth in her chest and a smile form on her scarred lips as she watched him approach.                     ❝Happy New Year to you as well, my love.❞          She whispered, before leaning down to press her lips against his fully. She grinned a little, before scooping him up completely by his thighs and carrying him into the house with her lips pressing against his with need.

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@deadmansgun​ said: (For Abigail) "You ain't gonna make me carve this pumpkin all by lonesome are ya? " halloween starters

          she looks up from her knitting, dark brows raising at his question. “ yer askin’ me and not yer son? ” though, truth be told, she wasn’t sure how much good that would do, anyway. jack was more closed off these days, either on the couch or in his room reading those books he liked so much. one of these days she’d learn to read one of them.

          after a brief pause, she’s sighing and playfully rolling her eyes as she sets her knitting supplies over to the side and rises from her spot on the couch. moving over to were john is sitting, she continues standing. hands perch upon her hips and her lips brandish a smile as she says, “ you tryin’ t’ rope me inta this just so you can leave me with th; cleanin’ up later or what? ”

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deadmansgun asked : 😍😁

Positivity Meme! / @deadmansgun​ -- accepting

😍: I love your writing style!

😁: Our interactions bring me joy!

         Thank you for sending this my way!! I really adore your John & writing with you, even if I’m slow at getting out replies on my end. I’m glad our interactions & threads bring you enjoy, as it does for me as well! Again, thank you for sending this my way. I had these sitting in my inbox for a while and I was almost planning to keep them there until now lmao (since they all were so sweet). 

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@deadmansgun​ said: 😗😀😃😊

mun intimidation meme               //                ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ

😗 - YOU ARE THE SOFTEST BEING. 😀 - I’m not afraid of reaching out to you. 😃 - To me, you are easy to approach. 😊 - I think you are a really friendly person.

       — aaaah! thank you so much!!! The same to you of course!!! You’re super great and I love your writing and I absolutely enjoy our muses interactions !!! and I’m super happy we’re friends you’re an absolutely cool dude!!!

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Find Kassandra at the end of a blood trail. -Accepting!! @deadmansgun​

      The woman had recently gotten into a knife fight with an o’driscol, and while it looked like she had lost- she won in terms of wits. Kassandra knew better than to continue the fight- she played dead and waited for the moment to crawl out of sight. She planned on getting her revenge, but she was in no shape. Hearing footsteps approaching her quickly, she gritted her teeth and prepared her knife, but when she heard the voice, she knew instantly who it was- John. She let out a shaky breath, letting him wrap the cloth around her wound and eventually help her up. She grunts in pain, leaning against him for support. While she would be stubborn and try walking on her own, she knew she could trust him. She nods a little, her vision getting blurrier and blurrier. She had lost a lot of blood, that’s for sure.                     ❝Thanks... Please hurry.❞          She grunts out, attempting to keep herself straight and not fall.

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//Didn't see a western verse so i hope modern is fine! // It was another typical day at the farm and John had finished his work for the day, now he could just relax. Checking the time on his phone, it was almost dinner time, he needed to get started in preparing it. Before he could go into his house, he heard a gunshot not too far from here. Going to investigate, John saw a woman who looked tp be hunted by two men. John quick drew his gun and shot them in the head. "You alright there miss?"

The wolf had turned her head when she thought she heard someone coming and then draw their gun. Shit, was this bastard with them?! She then ducked down when he fired the shots at the two men, instantly killing them. She stood back up and looked at the two bodies, her brows raised as she panted. “Shit man...” she cleared her throat before looking back over at the man as he spoke to her. She tilted her head a little for a moment, “Yea, I’m fine,” she told him, “Thanks for that,” she added before looking back down at the two dead men.

“You had me there for a moment, thought you were with them,” she chuckled, walking over to one of the bodies, staring down at it. “These two have been on me for majority of the night, fucking bastards,” she growled as she kicked one in the head to make sure he was dead before looking back at the man.

“I appreciate your help, probably would of have me if you hand’t of ran up.”