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@thegrowlingxblusniper
Please reblog if you play a character who is 30 years of age or older
I don’t care if it’s an OC or a canon character, and while I play a human, I don’t care if your fandom isn’t but for the love of god, why is everyone in their twenties? Give me some mid thirties or even some fourties. Hell, throw me some silver foxes. Please.
I know I'm not on hardly at all anymore. I'm not leaving but I'm more active on discord right now if anyone wants write with me there. Figured I should offer before everyone I write with thought I left.
I'm still here. I still exist. I've slept like shit all week but I'll be on soon.
I'll be back. Gunna eat and do some things.
❝ it’s a wonder you’ve made it this far. ❞
"Oui, I am surprised as well." Ren chuckled, humoring their little exchange here. The other had caught him after laying waist to their entire push, trying to go for the sniper last and ending up tripping over the top step. How embarrassing. Guess he just got too giddy. The spy kept some distance between them, ambassador up and pointed. "Wish I could stay to chat, but zhe team is waiting on me. We can make this short, yes?"
Immediately the sniper was suspicious of the sudden change in the spies expression as his scowl turned into a smile. One of his brows arching a second too late before his own faced turned ugly. A pained snarl rattling from the man as his whole body jerked. His hands instantly snapping around the wound hole that was his shattered knee. It taking him a second to even manage to focus on anything but the pain consuming his fucked leg.
Once he was able to though Eugene managed to scoff out a rusty grunt at the cute way the spy blew a kiss at him. Knowing that if wasn't in a fuck ton of pain he would have enjoyed the playful way he mocked him. Even if he was just putting on a face to be an ass. "Ya didn't have ta shoot my bleedin' knee out ta make me fall for ya." He growled back. Forcing a quick cocky smirk on his face as he talked through the pain.
Stubbornly the sniper made a point to stare after the spies ass as he left even as he clung to his bleeding leg. "Hate ta see ya go, but love watchin' ya leave!" He hoarsely laughed after him before finally giving into the pain in his leg. His face dropping into an angry scowl as he glared at his useless leg. Fuck. Why were the hottest spies the meanest ones? It looked like he was about to make a friends day by letting them put him out of his misery.
❝ it’s a wonder you’ve made it this far. ❞
"Oui, I am surprised as well." Ren chuckled, humoring their little exchange here. The other had caught him after laying waist to their entire push, trying to go for the sniper last and ending up tripping over the top step. How embarrassing. Guess he just got too giddy. The spy kept some distance between them, ambassador up and pointed. "Wish I could stay to chat, but zhe team is waiting on me. We can make this short, yes?"
Gene hadn't missed the way his teammates were getting sent through spawn like it was a fun-house ride. Guessing by how little commotion he had heard that whoever it was, was on the sneaky side. It didn't take a genius to guess that they would be coming for him next. Being one of the few people out of reach to everyone else on the ground, it put a big butterfly knife shaped target on his back. And personally he loved when he got some one-on-one time with any spook.
Immediately Eugene turned the moment he caught the sound of his sneaky feet catching on the upper step. Making him snicker lowly as he watched the backstabber steady himself with his ambassador up and ready for whatever the blu had in store for him. Despite the fact that he had his rifle in his hand Gene didn't at all look like he was concerned about his life. His weapon was relaxed in his grip as he eyed the red over the brim of his tinted glasses. Specks of murky green watching him in amusement.
"Even with that cute stumble ya had, I'm impressed." Gene gruffed teasingly. Everything about the way he was watching was like a predator seeing something he wanted to taste. "Would've thought at least someone on my time would've slowed ya down." His head cocking playfully as he gave a toothy smirk. "'Course, maybe yer just too cute ta fight."
Renée couldn't hold back his scoff of disgust. Was an enemy flirting with him? An an enemy thought they might have a chance with him!? It almost made him laugh. No, he didn't get together with enemies unless he really needed information. From this one? He doubted he'd know anything useful. The spy squared his shoulders, tilting his head down and scowling. "Do you think that is going to get you out of the situation? Well, hate to be a disappointment, but it won't work on me." Disgust and slight anger was evident in his voice. How dare this man try to flirt with him to get out of it. Like he was that easy! Green-blue eyes glared daggers into the man before him, bringing a thumb up to cock the gun.
"I would say it's been fun, but it hasn't. You don't play the game like the others do. I will be sure to pick you off first next time." The more he thought about it, the more angry and riled up it made him feel. Exactly how many spies did he catch with that again?
Just like the spy couldn't hold back his disgust, Gene couldn't hold back the toothy grin at hearing him scoff. Despite there being a gun pointed right at him the sniper didn't look for a second concerned about his life. "I'm not tryin' ta get out of anythin'. I'm right where I wanna be." He snickered coarsely. Not seeming to be bothered at all by the venom dripping off the spy as he scowled at him. Instead he seemed to just be eating up the attention.
"Oh, are ya gunna come see me first next time? Aren't I lucky. I'll be sure ta put on somethin' nice for ya." Eugene gruffed teasingly. Giving the spy a devious wink from behind his sunglasses. His body shifting to lean more relaxed against the wall. Not bothering to try and dodge the bullet he was positive would be coming his way. It wasn't his first time being shot and he doubt it would be his last. If anything the spook was doing him a favor by saving from walking back down stairs when the battle was called.
“Pay attention or I’ll bite you!”
With his feet propped up and ankles crossed Gene sat with his eyes lazily on the tv screen across from him. Just enjoying his time with the cute bird beside him as they spent time together. One of his hands idly rubbing circles over Nathan's hand as he kept him close. Feeling him shift beside him the sniper leaned back where he sat as his muddy eyes fell to the artist draping himself across his lap. Making him give a small toothy smirk as the pretty bird demanded his attention. "Threatin' me with a good time, love?" He gruffed amusingly.
"You've been gone for a while," Nathan said, trying to keep from pouting. "You left pretty much the day after I spent the night with you. I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but I missed you."
Nathan had a long time to think about his feelings for Eugene. In the end, he knew he liked the man, even if his heart needed a little more convincing. Still, that didn't stop him from laying on top of him in hopes of cuddles.
"Lay with me?" he asked, holding his hands up and making grabby-hand motions. "I wanna be with you."
If he hadn't thought it was too soon to invite the cute bird to go with him, Eugene would have taken Nathan along with him when he went home to visit his family. But since things were just starting out with him the sniper didn't put that pressure on him. Instead he explained where he was going and even texted him when he headed to the airport. He had hoped Nathan would be alright while he was gone. Especially after having spent the night with him. The memory had been on replay in his head nonstop since then.
"Can't believe it?" He snorted gruffly back. Smirking at the way Nathan had worded himself as he admitted to missing him. "I'd hope ya did. I missed ya." His heart immediately aching at the sweet way the artist reached out for him like he did as he demanded to be cuddled. Not missing a beat Eugene pulled the sweet bird up and against him as he easily maneuvered them both around. Turning his body so that he was laying flat on his back so Nathan could lay on top of him.
Wrapping his arms tight around him Gene got himself comfortable underneath him. Absentmindedly giving a kiss to the top of his head before turning his face so his cheek rested against his hair. "Sorry I was gone for so long, love. I've got a lotta sisteh's that I don't get ta see very often anymore." One of his hands gently rubbing along Nathan's back as he spoke. "Maybe ya'd like ta come with me next time. That way we don't gotta miss each otheh, yeah?"
A small blush dusted Nathan's face as he was moved around, the man automatically hiding his face in Eugene's chest as they settled in an attempt to keep the other from seeing it. Still, he relaxed as he felt the kiss and the hand on his back, the small man sighing as he let himself get comfortable.
"I don't got a lot of family," he said, looking back at the TV. "Just me an' dad, really. What's it like to have so many siblings?"
Resting, Nathan listened to the Sniper below him, not paying any mind to their surroundings. He could hear his heartbeat, the sound soothing the Canadian, and making him relax further.
Quickly, a soft rumble could be felt coming from his chest, and a growl could be heard. It was too soft to be a growl, though, the feeling too deep to be one. He was purring, the sound soft and light as Nathan relaxed in Gene's arms.
Nathan could hide his face all he wanted but Gene could tell it was a pretty pink just by the way he hid. Silently he smirked but didn't say anything about it. Just enjoying the feel of the little artist's weight laying on him where it belonged. His eyes closing contently as he listened as much as he felt Nathan questioning him about his family. Giving a small shrug after a minute. "Busy." He snorted.
"My oldeh sisteh's got'er own place n' kids. So it can be a hassle ta see'em. But tha four youngest still live at home. I get ta be their babysitteh when I visit. Gives mum a break. N' I help dad out when he's home." Eugene's relationship with his parents was rocky at best. But with his sisters he was as close to them as he would ever be with anyone. They were the few people in the world he was the most at ease with.
"They'd love ya. Specially tha youngest two, Hannah n' Christine. Probably think yer as cute as I do." He murmured softly. His lips cutting into a slow drawn smile as he pictured the two tiny gremlins with huge copper curls crawling all over Nathan. Knowing even now that they would want to be his friend. That train of thought coming to a standstill as the sniper's attention was pulled back to his chest.
It took him a moment to realize that it was Nathan that was making the sound he was hearing. And took even longer for him to fully comprehend what he was even hearing. Was he purring? The realization immediately made Eugene's mouth twist into heavily amused smirk as he laid there for a moment just listening. Not realizing that this little artist could be any cuter than he already was. "If I knew that ya purred, I'd have tried ta make ya do it sooneh."
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Send “🌀” to find my muse, injured and alone after being beaten up
Sean wiped blood from his nose as he picked himself up from the ground, lightly bloodied gravel clinging to him as he had kinda just brushed it off. He honestly barely remembered the beating he had just received as it was so much like every other one, he didn't remember who did it or what team it was, he didn't really care. With a sharp hiss the American moved towards a medium sized med kit that was nearby, well more like limped over there as he was it was too painful to put weight on his leg. Hopefully not broken.
The young man was moments away from grabbing the med kit when the sight of a blue uniform caused him to sort of freeze on the spot, hopefully it was only one guy and not the whole team.
Eugene had caught sight of the scout through his scope a few times during battle. A pretty face was always a reason to take a second away from what he was doing. A fine ass was an even better one and in this case the scout had both. He had caught the tail end of the speedster being chased by a few other scouts. Making the sun dried hunk of jerky leave his post as he curiously hurried down after them.
His boots thudding dully against the wooden floorboards as he moved down the stairs. Catching the whiz of blu darting past as at least one of the scouts went running. Looking like he had taken his fair share of abuse from the cute red Gene was on the hunt for. Snickering to himself the sniper slowed his approach toward where he assumed the scout had been left.
Hearing him ahead Eugene cautiously came around the corner. Keeping his body close to the wall as his head cocked curiously. His lips twitching as he smirked at the way the little rabbit came to a sudden stop when he sensed possible danger. Crossing his arms over his chest the sniper leaned against the wall as he watched him. Giving him some space as he openly eyed the red. "Looks like ya could use someone ta kiss those n' make'em betteh."
Sean glanced towards the med kit first, as if making sure it was still there before forcing out a snicker and relaxing slightly while rolling his cold blue eyes as he picked kit up. "Y' came here on yer own, huh? Rather bold of ya." He'd state with false bravado as he limped over to a crate to sit on it.
"How's about ya either do your best to kill me or fuck off, cause I have a battle t' get back to." He was quiet after that, going to focus on roughly patching up the worst of it and easing the pain, seemingly ignoring the other before he looked up again after a few seconds with a small scowl. "Yer still there I see..."
The American sighed audibly before taking a needle of some medigun fluid left over in the kit and putting it in his backpack. "Yer the guy who's always starin' at my ass through the scope, ain't ya?" He was clearly more observant than your average Scout at least.
"Ya like an audience. Kinky." Gene snorted gruffly. Giving a cocky lick to his lips before giving him a toothy smirk. Not for a moment bothered by the roll of his eyes as he ate up the scouts putout attitude. Scouts were known for being ballsy little shits who generally had a chip on their shoulder and something to prove. And Gene was just the sniper to give their eyes a real reason to roll back.
Again he snorted at the way the red tried to brush him off with his half ass brag that Gene wouldn't be able to kill him even if he tried his best. Of course the look in the snipers eyes threated him with a far more exciting time. The smirk on his face growing wickedly with pride when he was called out for staring at his ass. "I am. N' it's not just yer ass, but I do get a good view of that pretty often." He answered bluntly.
"It's hard not ta stare when it's bouncin' 'round tha battlefeild all tha time. Surprised anyone can get anythin' done with ya leapin' bout." His head cocking smugly as he let his eyes trail openly over the scout again. Stopping as they met those pretty blue eyes of his. "Ya tryin' ta say ya don't like my attention?"
“Pay attention or I’ll bite you!”
With his feet propped up and ankles crossed Gene sat with his eyes lazily on the tv screen across from him. Just enjoying his time with the cute bird beside him as they spent time together. One of his hands idly rubbing circles over Nathan's hand as he kept him close. Feeling him shift beside him the sniper leaned back where he sat as his muddy eyes fell to the artist draping himself across his lap. Making him give a small toothy smirk as the pretty bird demanded his attention. "Threatin' me with a good time, love?" He gruffed amusingly.
"You've been gone for a while," Nathan said, trying to keep from pouting. "You left pretty much the day after I spent the night with you. I can't believe I'm sayin' this, but I missed you."
Nathan had a long time to think about his feelings for Eugene. In the end, he knew he liked the man, even if his heart needed a little more convincing. Still, that didn't stop him from laying on top of him in hopes of cuddles.
"Lay with me?" he asked, holding his hands up and making grabby-hand motions. "I wanna be with you."
If he hadn't thought it was too soon to invite the cute bird to go with him, Eugene would have taken Nathan along with him when he went home to visit his family. But since things were just starting out with him the sniper didn't put that pressure on him. Instead he explained where he was going and even texted him when he headed to the airport. He had hoped Nathan would be alright while he was gone. Especially after having spent the night with him. The memory had been on replay in his head nonstop since then.
"Can't believe it?" He snorted gruffly back. Smirking at the way Nathan had worded himself as he admitted to missing him. "I'd hope ya did. I missed ya." His heart immediately aching at the sweet way the artist reached out for him like he did as he demanded to be cuddled. Not missing a beat Eugene pulled the sweet bird up and against him as he easily maneuvered them both around. Turning his body so that he was laying flat on his back so Nathan could lay on top of him.
Wrapping his arms tight around him Gene got himself comfortable underneath him. Absentmindedly giving a kiss to the top of his head before turning his face so his cheek rested against his hair. "Sorry I was gone for so long, love. I've got a lotta sisteh's that I don't get ta see very often anymore." One of his hands gently rubbing along Nathan's back as he spoke. "Maybe ya'd like ta come with me next time. That way we don't gotta miss each otheh, yeah?"
It's slow but I'm getting through drafts.
☜: five things my muse sucks at
Letting things go. Gene can hold a grudge for decades and will not let whoever it's against live it down.
Respecting people's personal space. If he thinks you're hot chances are he's going to want to be as close to you as he can get. And he's willing to go through respawn for it.
Keeping his opinion to himself. He's going to tell you what he thinks even if you don't want to hear it.
Making friends. Eugene is a giant cunt.
Not being a slut. He can clock a pretty face or a great ass from miles away. He can put blood hounds to shame.
Reblog if you’re grateful for all your RP partners and you’re just happy to be here!
❝ it’s a wonder you’ve made it this far. ❞
"Oui, I am surprised as well." Ren chuckled, humoring their little exchange here. The other had caught him after laying waist to their entire push, trying to go for the sniper last and ending up tripping over the top step. How embarrassing. Guess he just got too giddy. The spy kept some distance between them, ambassador up and pointed. "Wish I could stay to chat, but zhe team is waiting on me. We can make this short, yes?"
Gene hadn't missed the way his teammates were getting sent through spawn like it was a fun-house ride. Guessing by how little commotion he had heard that whoever it was, was on the sneaky side. It didn't take a genius to guess that they would be coming for him next. Being one of the few people out of reach to everyone else on the ground, it put a big butterfly knife shaped target on his back. And personally he loved when he got some one-on-one time with any spook.
Immediately Eugene turned the moment he caught the sound of his sneaky feet catching on the upper step. Making him snicker lowly as he watched the backstabber steady himself with his ambassador up and ready for whatever the blu had in store for him. Despite the fact that he had his rifle in his hand Gene didn't at all look like he was concerned about his life. His weapon was relaxed in his grip as he eyed the red over the brim of his tinted glasses. Specks of murky green watching him in amusement.
"Even with that cute stumble ya had, I'm impressed." Gene gruffed teasingly. Everything about the way he was watching was like a predator seeing something he wanted to taste. "Would've thought at least someone on my time would've slowed ya down." His head cocking playfully as he gave a toothy smirk. "'Course, maybe yer just too cute ta fight."
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Send “🌀” to find my muse, injured and alone after being beaten up
Sean wiped blood from his nose as he picked himself up from the ground, lightly bloodied gravel clinging to him as he had kinda just brushed it off. He honestly barely remembered the beating he had just received as it was so much like every other one, he didn't remember who did it or what team it was, he didn't really care. With a sharp hiss the American moved towards a medium sized med kit that was nearby, well more like limped over there as he was it was too painful to put weight on his leg. Hopefully not broken.
The young man was moments away from grabbing the med kit when the sight of a blue uniform caused him to sort of freeze on the spot, hopefully it was only one guy and not the whole team.
Eugene had caught sight of the scout through his scope a few times during battle. A pretty face was always a reason to take a second away from what he was doing. A fine ass was an even better one and in this case the scout had both. He had caught the tail end of the speedster being chased by a few other scouts. Making the sun dried hunk of jerky leave his post as he curiously hurried down after them.
His boots thudding dully against the wooden floorboards as he moved down the stairs. Catching the whiz of blu darting past as at least one of the scouts went running. Looking like he had taken his fair share of abuse from the cute red Gene was on the hunt for. Snickering to himself the sniper slowed his approach toward where he assumed the scout had been left.
Hearing him ahead Eugene cautiously came around the corner. Keeping his body close to the wall as his head cocked curiously. His lips twitching as he smirked at the way the little rabbit came to a sudden stop when he sensed possible danger. Crossing his arms over his chest the sniper leaned against the wall as he watched him. Giving him some space as he openly eyed the red. "Looks like ya could use someone ta kiss those n' make'em betteh."
OOF!
Without much more warning than the creek of the floor Gene suddenly was on the spy. The couch under him whining under the force of his body suddenly pinning the man to the cushions. A low calloused grunt growling hoarsely out of him when he landed. Using whatever energy he seemed to tap into whenever he was in battle or in bed. Snickering coarsely under his breath Eugene leaned in to plant a few softer kisses across Greg's shoulders. Being a lot more gentle than his attack had been. "Mornin'."
► Kiss all the handsome Spies
Snorting Gene eyed the cute spy who made the command. His tongue tracing over the sharps of his teeth as weighed his options. "Kiss all tha handsome spooks? That could take a while." Stepping forward Eugene loomed over the pretty backstabber as he came toe to toe with him. The look in his eyes devouring him as fast as he could mentally undress him, especially now that he knew the cute face he hid under his mask. "How 'bout I start with this one n' see where it takes me." Leaning in more the sniper caught Greg by the chin to tilt his face up as he met his lips. Starting off soft and slow at first until he wound his other arm around his waist. Pulling him in close as he deepened the kiss.
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