#spendourlives

[backinblackwatch]

"gabe look!" walks over wearing one of gabe's own hoodies and a pair of jeans. "we match! -- oh wait wait wait - " makes a valiant attempt at mimicing his natural bitch face, arms crossing. too bad jack can't keep a straight face for long, back to beaming in no time. "okay but this is really comfortable, i'm jealous. do you ever wear shirts under your hoodies? i'm not. this is so comfortable." [jack] // @spendourlives​

AT ATTENTION CALLED HE TURNS ,  & what he hadn’t been expecting - rather , PREPARED - to find is JACK dressed in HIS hoodie--- it’s a view that COMES for his HEART with no pretense of MERCY------

jack’s saying something , he recognizes when gaze flits from chest to mouth - a placement just as dangerous - but the words don’t REGISTER from beneath the sudden & surprising surge of... AROUSAL-LACED ATTRACTION that SEARS through his blood ; he’s stuck in between wanting to get jack out of his sweatshirt & never letting him take it off .

---he notes the MIMICRY the strike commander tries to paint , & for that brief moment do gabe’s brows FURROW from prior HEIGHTENED position, a SCOWL deepening across the blackwatch commander’s face - but the AGGRAVATION isn’t entirely of teasing treatment , & more that jack’s TAUNTING him , speaking now on being SHIRTLESS beneath the hoodie .

bastard KNOWS what he’s doing , HAS TO , certainly MUST know well-enough the effect he’s got on his subordinate , but... TACT , & a certain PRESENTATION is demanded of them when out in the OPEN HALLWAYS---leaders , they are , & it would send the kind of message they haven’t yet DISCUSSED if he were to shove jack up against the wall & silence his teases by busying his mouth with better things .

          ---STILL , in rapid-fire spanish & beneath his breath ,                GLOWER still adamantly upon his face , gabe returns in low GROWL :

                                               “ quiero usar tus muslos como orejeras. ”

[dragxnfall]

"..you know. like. nyah~" [genji, absolutely teasing jesse]

bully mccree with cat boys because he’s stupid and in denial

he tosses his hat aside, ripping off his serape. “them’s fightin’ words, pardner. i’ve had ENOUGH.” he lunges at the ninja. 

[vltio]

spendourlives || from here!

“    no? ” hazel eyes glare across the cold metal desk they’re both seated at, meeting the equal glare of this punk ass kid before him. but this punk ass kid surprised him, actually managing to flank the commander’s whole team, managing to get a shot off before he was noticed, managing to actually hit the commander himself. not fatal, but close enough.

“  jail isn’t any place for someone as young as you. i’m giving you a chance to be someone better, where your skills can actually be put to use. no more working in sweltering heat, unsure if your haul would even be worth it. ”

   still no answer, but the kid looks like he’s thinking about it. abruptly gets to his feet, wanting to force a decision, gathering up all the paperwork he’d prepared and saying, “ but i can get where you’re coming from. it’s obviously more worth it to take one for the team and ensure your friends stay free men. because you’re clearly not the only one sticking his neck out for everyone else, right? ” looks at him, waiting for only a moment for any type of reaction. shrugs and turns his back on the kid, heading for the door.

“    oh well. ”

If there’s one word to describe Jesse, it’s defiant. Spiteful, maybe, or, if you want to get fancy, recalcitrant. Refractory, ungovernable… Okay, there are multiple words to describe him, but they all send the same message — he ain’t interested in listening to some stuck-up authority figure, especially with his hands tied, both literally and figuratively.

He also ain’t interested in going to prison. Ya fucked up real bad this time, McCree. . .

Now he has a choice to make. Betray his gang, his family, and join the authority he’d already renounced, or rot in prison for the rest of his life, with no promise of escape. The dumb optimist in him swears up and down that Ashe would bust him out, of course she would, how would he doubt her? The realist in him, though… Well, it was no accident that let him get caught while the rest of ‘em turned tail and ran.

His spite towards Reyes suddenly shifts its attention to them, because he’s young and dumb and full of poorly-managed rage. They left him. They let him get caught and taken in! Why should he be the one to take a bullet for ‘em? He’d already done that!

Before he can say anything, though, Reyes stands and gathers his things, and Jesse knows that if he walks out that door, he’ll be taking Jesse’s last chance at freedom with him. Anger yields to panic; he scrambles to turn around in his chair, facing Reyes’ turned back.

“Wait!” A pause, filled to the brim with doubt and no little amount of dissatisfaction. “I changed my mind.”

[pafallende]

‵ @spendourlives   /   sc. — sentence from (x).

     “ i need to make a shirt that says ‘hated by families everywhere.’ ”

[mekabound]

@spendourlives replied to your post: “hAnA dOn’T dO tHaT iT’s DanGeRoUs...”

genji voice] i’ll give you four thousand yen to do it

shrugs. sorry dad. i’m about to get four thousand yen. how much money are you getting

[zhartha]

just kinda. leans over and kisses the side of his head. smooch. [akande ;) ]

Oh! Oh, pardon him - he’s absolutely smitten in a matter of seconds, reduced to a love sick jelly. 

“Akande!”

[soldierwatch]

ஃ  ➡ actions speak louder... // accepting. // @spendourlives

      he’s grown so used to SOLITUDE                that now he’s all-too aware of when that ISOLATION is THREATENED.

YEARS OF THIS have made him WELL-VERSED on how to HANDLE it, presenting no signs he’s taken NOTICE - if his tail prefers to stay SLY, 76 will await AMBUSH & subsequent MOTIVES to present themselves------

                                              & so it goes for SOME TIME, until eventually, INEVITABLY, the soldier gets IRATE with the PURSUIT ;  aggravated RUMBLE within throat, all it takes is a quick DART down darkened alley, hurried HAUL of his ASS up the side of a quiet building, & then from there a few moments to WAIT until he’s able to REVERSE their positions & place HIMSELF behind stalker, sidearm AT THE READY---

                                                       “ ALRIGHT, game’s over.                                                                what do you want ?”

[chartographic]

" gabe, you've got seven seconds to hide. " it's not a serious situation they're in; in fact, there's quite a bit of downtime they finally both have and jack is bored. so. hide. [jack]

☠ some love in the inbox // @spendourlives

                                 “ SEVEN SECONDS ? that gives me nothing to work with— ”

…but a challenge is a challenge ;entrance to the common room becomes obstructed by jack’s provocation, gabriel seeking some time to RELAX after a bout of training & finding himself instead stopped by the posed TIME LIMIT—half of which gabe has already wasted in COMPLAINT—

       though it speaks towards his willingness to INDULGE jack       in how he does genuinely give his space a quick once-over. 

within the immediate vicinity his only option is to duck BACK around the wall & head the way he came ; there’s no way jack WON’T know where he’s gone, but it’ll at least give gabe a head-start should this turn into a CHASE.

—having just come from the training deck he’s got a towel on his person, draped over his head in place of typical hat—this he opts to use as additional cover, for whatever it’s worth, taking the cloth & holding it up - almost like a SHEET, though it barely drapes low enough to cover his torso - before releasing the corners & DARTING off the way he’d come.