// : WARFARE.

I SPEND MY DAYS OVER PRE-OCCUPIED. ind. soldier 76 by raine.

[killedgain-blog]

LAZARUS  HAS  DIED   /  LAZARUS  HAS  RISEN  AGAIN             independent  &  highly  selective.     gabriel  reyes  /  reaper  from  blizzard’s  overwatch.     headcanon  heavy  &  canon  divergent.     as  narrated  by  coslyn.     #killedgain.

[mothurs]

why are you so angry

why aren’t u

[serotnin]

no offense @life but can I have a breather… a break… some slack…

[warunchanged]

i sent @deathrife an ask and now she's mad at me

[bysaestyl]

gabriel reyes was a tactical genius that led a special forces unit to victory in the omnic crisis against god AI programs, was the leader of the world’s most efficient black ops division, and is shown in the game and comics to be commanding but calm, collected, and even sarcastic—and somehow this fandom still wants to characterize him as hotheaded and always yelling and flying off the handle every five seconds over dumb shit how the fuck are people still getting this wrong

[warunchanged]

@deathrife

[warunchanged]

it's my birthday today, yikes.

[jokerwithoutcircus-deactivated2]

my biggest talent: losing people I care about

[thoughts-into-ink]

He does this thing with people he loves. The way he lets you in, just a little bit at a time, and you don’t even really notice it until suddenly you know everything about him, every scar on his body and mind. It stops being a question of whether or not you’d follow him off a cliff and it becomes just a fact of life, that you’d hold his hand on the way down. All of a sudden, you’re a part of him, like another limb, and you don’t think to question it until you realize that you treat him the same way, like he’s your heart and your lungs and your blood would freeze in your veins without him. You stop being two distinct beings with two separate minds. You’re still different people, but it stops being a ‘you-and-him’ and it becomes a 'we’. And then he’s gone, and you’ve heard of phantom limbs, when amputees feel agonizing pain in limbs that aren’t there anymore, and maybe that’s what this is, but you’re walking around like a zombie and you can’t think and you can’t even fucking breathe, because he isn’t here and you’ve forgotten how to live without him.

from an unfinished story #818 (via thoughts-into-ink)

[warunchanged]

                     ❛  i’m sorry to throw this on you, ❜ empathy, bone deep, aching like an unkept wound ; festering, growing --- a guilt so unjust and uncanny he lacks the ability to cope. manipulated, heart strings yanked to the point of severing ---- fear so tangible he tastes it like blood in his mouth,   ❛  do you think you can handle it ? ❜ / @osavior

[sparknshinerpmemes-blog]

Reblog this if your muse suffers from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).

[warunchanged]

lost my other starter call bc i'm garbage, lulz. like this post for a starter when i get home from work ?

[warunchanged]

fite me

               ‘ i heard that fighting children is in poor taste. so, i think i’ll pass, mccree. ’

[warunchanged]

What's your autoplay?

              man down by EDEN. 

[sangre9-deactivated20170806]

when your favorite characters get reduced to generic or obvious traits or cliches and the whole fandom adopts it as canon

[ashara-deactivated20171021]

[inkskinned]

i’m not supposed to drink with a straw but i forget that a lot. i think sometimes i love you out of habit, like when you go on autopilot and drive to a house you haven’t lived in for six years. i turn to kiss you even though i promise myself i’m over you. i look to see if you texted even though i know logically no messages are coming. the only sad bit is that i like those three seconds before i remember. where i don’t have to recall how much pain i’m in.

[amkwrites]

He flinches when you touch him, It is a conditioned response From a life of battered nerves, And you can’t imagine how it is That he can still ask you To wrap your arms around him, When so many other arms Have been cages.

(via scentofarmani)