#temasalamuerte

[embrace-tranquility]

The wraith cuddles against the omnics back, mask thunking softly on the others metal shoulder.

He feels the other cuddle against him, smiling internally. A golden arm appears on his back, moving to pat his lover’s head, able to do so without breaking his real arm. It’s an odd angle.

“Tired, my dearest?”

[aropoakande-blog]

When a time to become the protagonist came, everybody was suddenly full of ideas. Everybody was, suddenly, an expert in strategies. Knew everything that was needed to be done for a successful mission. The rest of the days? Silence. Lack of initiative. 

Akande hated board reunions. Lots of demands, not enough action.

❝ do you have a better plan? i’m listening ❞.

@temas-a-la-muerte

[txelonedragon]

@temas-a-la-muerte

“I know you are there, though I will admit, you know how to hide,” he said slowly as he looked down towards the street. It felt like he was in the presence of a ghost, and had it not been for his dragons then he wasn’t sure if he would have noticed that he wasn’t alone as quickly as he had.

[highnoondeadeye]

@temas-a-la-muerte

Jesse chuckled as the Talon agent glared at her. How long had they been torturing him, or at least trying? It might have been hours, maybe days but all they’d gotten out of him were snarky comments and blood spat in their faces. One didn’t become a member of Deadlock and then Blackwatch by breaking easily under a little pain.  “Where ya goin? Aren’tcha gonna tickle me a lil more?” Jesse asked as the woman cleaned her tools before taking them and exiting the room, leaving Jesse strapped down to the chair he was in.  Once on the other side of the door, she pinched the bridge of her nose. It was time to call in the big guns.  “Reaper.” she greeted respectfully. “At 0600 yesterday we managed to capture a former Overwatch agent and the man who ruined our train heist, Jesse McCree. Since then we’ve broken fingers, cracked a kneecap, among several other things and yet he’s only babbled idiocy. Since we cannot make him talk, maybe you will.” she said. “Do what you have to. We did manage to do some bloodwork to see if there was something we could use and we came up positive, or rather, he came up positive; he’s three months pregnant. Rip the fetus out of him if you have to.” she said before walking past the wraith. She’d never admit it, but he frightened her.

[beycndrcdemption-blog]

@temas-a-la-muerte

        ‘ don’t think i don’t know who you are. ‘ there’s a gentle shrug, and sojiro narrowed his gaze at the figure ‘ talon know i’m alive then, i’m assuming. ‘

[whitetigermondatta]

"He liked my gift."

“I’m glad! I’m truly sorry I wasn’t better help but it worked out in the end.”

[kingoftheravensarchive]

temas-a-la-muerte:

“The notion that there can ever be a such thing as ‘hero’s’.” The wraith lifts his chin at the other, something about him making his mind scream. Or was that just the thing in his head?

“I get paid to kill. And I do it well. My reasons for it are my own and even they cannot take that from me.”

“I guess that’s subjective, right? Depends on one’s definition of a hero. You know there are people out there who probably think that you’re a hero, now. In the present. Does that bother you?” His questions were legitimate, but there was an edge to his tone that indicated something more and he took one step forward towards the other, watching him with a careful gaze. “Humans insist on having a black and white definition for the world and its inhabitants. Something is evil or something is good, two extremes on a spectrum. Too bad life doesn’t work like that, no? Do you, then, define yourself as a villain?”

[bleedhonor-blog]

@temas-a-la-muerte

‘ dorne must be vastly different from what you’re experiencing here. ‘