Dec 14, 2018
disscnter replied to your post: “Who gave the Boss asshole pills this morning?”
“I was raised with assholetes. Fuck you.”
“Funny, that’s the same excuse I use when people ask me what’s it like with Blackwatch.”
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disscnter replied to your post: “Who gave the Boss asshole pills this morning?”
“I was raised with assholetes. Fuck you.”
“Funny, that’s the same excuse I use when people ask me what’s it like with Blackwatch.”
He tosses a sweater at his face. It's got a neat little horse on it. Will he mention how long it took for him to knit it? No. But will he leave immediately after? Absolutely.
“PFf-hey what the-” He looked at the sweater. He smiled and let out awe. “Wait, Boss come back!” He quickly started to pull it on, “I love it! It’s so nice! Come back!!”
@disscnter replied to your post: @disscnter replied to your post: ang vc: bw is...
No, you st–…..did you say froyo.
yes :^)
you’ve earned this froyo.
@disscnter replied to your post: ang vc: bw is disbanded, my crops are watered, my...
I TAKE EVERYTHING BACK, PUT YOUR ACNE BACK ON
no??? go retire go have fun here have some froyo—
@disscnter replied to your post: i can’t believe that @disscnter‘s gabe literally...
HE DOES NOT
oh but he does :/
disscnter replied to your post: jesse, bursting in with an armful of stuffed...
he already has so many horse memorabilia
leave me alone i’m allowed to have INTERESTS--
♟ : Patching up a wound
nonsexual acts of intimacy --- select from the following for my muse to respond to:
♟ : Patching up a wound
McCree clawed at the ground as Reyes tended to his wound. He always said they needed some form of a tank. He couldn’t keep taking shrapnel in his side like this. He hoped his ribs weren’t as shattered as they felt. No one knew they were there as far as he knew. Only Reyes would know if he died or not. He thought about if he would take his body back to Zurich or just leave him there.
As Reyes picked another piece of metal from his side he winced loudly. He grabbed his arm tightly and closed his eyes. “I can’t do this shit anymore,” he exhaled heavily, “You’re wastin’ time with it.”
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He’s squinting at her, just for a bit, but a reluctant nod of his head relaxes the air. “Alright, alright, fair. But me kicking Jesse’s ass doesn’t change that, right? Right. Cool.”
❝ I would say it's fine, especially since it's very likely that the cowboy had it coming. ❞