#quickdraw-deadeye

[nihon-bunny]

“I’d rather not dwell on the fact that I feel like drinking the blood of my best friend.”

@quickdraw-deadeye

Genji looked up from his phone, looking over to McCree. “Jesse, most of my bloodstream is artificial, I think I can deal with a few drops of actual blood getting lost here and there.”, he said, sounding incredibly non-chalant over it. His tail was sort of curled around himself, golden eyes fixated on the cowboy sitting next to him. “Besides, last time I checked you have yourself in check when drinking.”, he reached over, gently poking Jesse’s cheek. “So don’t beat yourself up over it.”

[thexdragonxbecomesxme-archived]

@quickdraw-deadeye is now following you

“McCree,” Genji called out, looking around for the cowboy. He’d found his hat, left all alone in the kitchen and he had gotten concerned. He never saw Jesse without this hat near by. He looked high and low before stopping by his room, knocking on the door. 

“Jesse?” he called out, “are you in there?” He hummed a little. “I have your hat, my friend! And I was hoping you would join me on the shooting range! I wanted a challenge!”

[the-vengeful-strike-command-blog]

🌳 tree

(Tulip poplar. The state tree for Indiana.)

[hellwrcith]

♏️ (howdy!)

The knock on his door had just come after lazily toeing back on his underwear. Beads of water still stuck to dark brown skin highlighted by the off colored scars, slowly slipping along the curves of muscles. A few disappeared under the band of his boxer briefs along with the lightly dusted trail of hair.

There was a yawn as Gabriel wrenched open the door—only to immediately find himself staring down the latest in his collection of brats with pursed lips. “… For fuck’s sake.” There was a grumble, fairly low in his chest, and he stared down the stupid kid in his equally stupider cowboy hat.

“Jesse, I told you… if Morrison’s not dead then never touch this damn door.”

[hucklexberry-blog]

quickdraw-deadeye replied to your post “((  ahuuggg I wanna rp on my Genji blog so bad, but it’s so dead and...”

(what's ur genji blog?)

@measurextwice

[programmedforgrieving-blog]

There, cuddled up by the fireplace-not far away from the tree was their little rascal-adopted through a special program-but none-the less, still theirs. The blanket was half off Yukio, but somehow completed knotted around in some of his favorite pajamas with the green dragon stuffed animal flopped just out of reach. 

His hair was the same chestnut brown as McCree-same colored eyes as Genjis-and somehow an amalgam of the two of them.

"He'll be happy your home."

@quickdraw-deadeye

[theyoungdragon]

“ are you sure that was alright? ” (i can see this being angsty or fluffy depending on how it goes)

The morning after sentences | Accepting

“I already told you it was, didn’t I?” Hanzo just asked in return, taking a slow drag of the cigarette he had been offered by this man, casually letting the smoke escape through his mouth and nose as he leaned back into his pillow. Still naked from the night before and not bothering to cover up, he blindly opened the drawer of his nightstand, pulling out a small ashtray and placing it on top of the nightstand, tapping some ash into it as he continued. 

“However, I did expect you to have left already by now. You seem to have been up for some time already, so why are you still here?” Hanzo continued as he closed the drawer again before looking over at the other. His hair freed from his ponytail, more hair hung into his face than normal, some of it cascading over the man’s chest as well. 

[heartofamxn]

"Ain't you cold, Genj? I dunno how you can stand it when it feels colder than a brass toilet seat on the shady side of an iceberg here."

Genji couldn’t help but chortle softly at Jesse’s analogy. “I admire your... vivid imagery,” he replied with a grin, “but I assure you that I am fine. My cybernetics include a temperature regulation system that maintains a--” A particularly chilly wind gusted, prompting a noise of surprise from Genji, as well as a violent shiver. “...W-well, I do get cold sometimes.”