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[undeuxtroiskillshot-a]

@medicalboostio

“You cannot hide from my sight.” 

Heels clacked as Widowmaker stalked her intended kidnapee. It had been a while of close watching for her to catch him while he wasn’t surrounded by people. 

It was hard to apprehend a celebrity, but Talon wanted him. They needed him. 

Her gun remained strapped to her back. She was forbidden to use it-- only her mines and grapple were allowed, and once she was to capture him, she would immediately call for back up.

Perhaps this wasn’t a one-person job. 

Not like her ideas were ever taken to account, though. She hated how respectful Talon personnel acted around her when she had no power. Hopefully this mission would change that. Once she got to Lucio, she would show no mercy.

She located him, grapple at the ready to bind him. 

“That was a lovely show you put on tonight, cherie. May I have an encore?”  

[hhhyunjae]

D-6 to Kevin’s birthday | mint: modest, insightful, kind-hearted; “His heart, so pure. His eyes, most vibrant.”

[sinful-academy]

Mason waited in his office, school had been in sensation for almost a week. Being the Dean, meant he was in charge of disciplining his boys. Some made his job harder than other. Mason turned to face Evan, his head of security, "Are you sure he has received the note?" He asked. Manson had an idea for the new school year. He started summoning the students which caused the most trouble and have a nice chat with him.

Evan arched an eyebrow, "Have I ever failed you?" He asked in a rather cold done. "No," He said before Mason could reply. "Trust me, he got the message and I made it clear that I wasn't joking." Just then there was a knock on the door. "See. That must be him." Evan made his way to the door and opened it. "Come in." He said and shut the door behind him.

[allentothekeegs]

misery business ; treegan

"Oh Keegan, she's adorable," Chuck crooned. Keegan, who was bent over the table of photographs, glanced up distractedly to see Chuck holding Kennedy in her arms. He smiled slightly, nodding before directing his attention back to his work. He was desperate to get this project done - not because of Chuck or anything, he genuinely enjoyed spending time with his friend but because he had much more bigger stuff to focus on. He still needed to put together his own book of photography and he really needed to buckle down on his album. He had been promising his friends and fans that it'd be out soon and he wanted to at least have it released before December.

He heard a car door slam shut and he straightened up. "That's Troian," he explained to Chuck's quizzical glance. He felt bad about how much he had been ditching his wife lately, and he knew all of this working with Chuck was cutting into his time with her. He'd make it up to her later with a romantic dinner or a date, just the two of them. Pushing the stack of photographs aside, he smiled as Troian came into view.

"Hey." His smile quickly dropped. Troian, clad with bags of groceries in her hands, had seemed to zero in on Chuck holding Kennedy and Keegan suddenly had a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew just how Mama Bear Troian could get and maybe he hadn't thought this through.

"Hi Troian!" Chuck said brightly, seemingly oblivious to the death glare Troian was shooting her and Keegan swallowed. Oh boy.