#sixlaws

[flashofyellowlights]

ooooh! Hell yeah, give me one of them Game Overs!

Send ‘GAME OVER’ to get a glimpse of one of the worse possible endings that can happen to my muse in their life.

November 7th, 

I saw them again today. 

They don’t look at me like they did a few weeks ago. No pitiful puppy eyes or deep frowns. They don’t even try to approach me anymore. Seems they’ve given up trying to talk to me at all. Good for me, at least. Their constant callouts to me made it hard to do my job... never knew which person to listen to sometimes. I don’t know why, my team has a distinct set of voices. Lena Sombra said it shouldn’t be too difficult to decipher, but to my surprise frustration knowledge, there was never any improvement. I still found it confusing. I still had difficulty. 

At least now it’s not going to be much of a problem anymore. 

Didn’t think it’d take so much for them so long to give up, but I hope they’re done for good now.

[shouga-nai]

@sixlaws​​ replied:

kisses his head :c

Tackles for reciprocal snuggles !!

[burnlaws]

@sixlaws​

“ Now, I think you owe my dear friend an apology- “

       She uncurled the fist of shirt and let the bloodied face fall to her feet, straightening to full height with a smug smirk as the temper settled in her bones. A huff rolling through her chest, perhaps she overreacted. Reaching up with the back of her hand that wasn’t bloodied to wipe the splash of blood from her cheek.

                                “Now don’t you? ”

[jisatsu-tai]

🤗 - @sixlaws

They are parting ways and Angela stands a bit awkwardly beside him after a moment. There was a pause where she lingered in his space and then very awkwardly put her arms around his middle in a hug, resting her head against his chest for a split second, enough to her his heart beat, catch the smell of cigars.                        “Goodnight.” It was soft, and timid, not quite like her but very gentle. And she pulled away after what she deemed an appropriate time.

[dearfellxwtraveler]

What emotion do you create from?

Melancholy

You create from melancholy. There is an aimless sadness that pervades your life. It's not as though there's anything in particular you're grieving, but you still find yourself possessed of a peculiar somberness. This melancholy seeps into your art, where it becomes a directionless lament. You long to make your senseless sadness into something beautiful and bittersweet, so you depict it countless times throughout your work. It sets the tone of everything you create, filtering all you craft through a melancholic lens. There is a nostalgia for what never was, a grief for something you never had, a longing that doesn't know what it craves. These are the feelings that serve as your inspiration: vague, listless lamentations.

Tagged by: @ludjaci

Tagging: @bushelofmuses @ofspaceandmyths @discountedmuses @therippingtides @sixlaws @quick-drawn @burnlaws

[screenviolense-a]

Tell us about Angela's favourite food! Does she cook? (Does she enjoy it?) What about allergies, is there anything she can't eat?

           in a dream world, she would be able to cook more but given her schedule, she mostly makes salads ( she has a little herb and vegetable garden on the balcony of her apartment that she actually takes pretty good care of so she can use her own garnishes and vegetables sometimes. ) and pasta dishes for herself, but she holds her family risotto recipe close to her heart and sometimes makes it for team potlucks or other such events. she is lactose intolerant and is well aware, but so many of her favorite foods from home involve dairy so she’s given up trying to completely cut it out.

[heroselect]

@sixlaws replied: Tired hog at 4 am with his hair done up loosely in a bun just to keep it out of the way... chef kiss. (Did make me think about what he'd look like with his hair down, though)

Thank you for this mental image, I didn’t know I needed it, but I cherish it all the same, you literally made my evening. Also, what would he look like with his hair down? Sexy. That’s what.

[criesformercy]

continued from ( here ) because I can resist Jesse McCree @sixlaws

She’s on duty and it's a bloodbath, she has people coming in and out of tents constantly and this isn’t even their biggest fight. Null Sector is out of control. 

She doesn’t have time for jokes but the cowboy that walks in, she heard about him. Ex-Deadlock, Reyes took a shine to him, reeled him in and now he didn’t so much as sneeze without the Commander knowing about it. She wondered when their paths would cross. Her eyes immediately fall to blood, superficial, she can tell that from looking at it. The human skin is the biggest organ of the body, of course when you graze the top it bleeds more than you’d like. But he seems fit to reassure her that it doesn’t look that bad, and she laughs, typical. She is already rolling up his sleeve, he’s lucky he gets her direct attention and not one of other interns. They’re rotating. He must be lucky. She’s quick, moves faster than the others and gets more patients in and out by those standards.

        “You must be very lucky.” Angela doesn’t hesitate with the alcohol swab, warning them only makes it worse and she’s already moving on to the flat bandage after making sure the wound was cleaned. Just a scratch, as Ana would say. “And you’re all done.” she smiled, pulling out the clipboard to write down for her records, “What’s your name?”

[mercycall]

"Hey… do you want to talk?" (Hi, I meant to reach out sooner, but deadlines were killing me <3)

COMFORTING WORDS

"Cole...? Hah, what a pleasant surprise. Still smoking, cowboy?" she teased, the doctor's way of lightening up the mood. Clearly she had held back a lot. "I suppose i'm not good at hiding my anxieties." She took a seat, surely a small break wouldn't hurt. "I suppose. It will help to get off my chest. Aside from my busy schedule. It's Overwatch coming back. Part of me is excited, the people need help! ...On the other hand; the dangers. Should we really bring it back? What about Talon? What if we fail- Sorry i'm rambling. I'm sure you understand my points though." She rubbed the back of her neck out of worry. She sure had been holding a lot in and it felt good to see a familiar face.

[xynchronicity]

@sixlaws

Don’t encourage me—

You can find my multimuse OC blog here: @worldofzinthenus

I’ll be adding more to it over time as I’ve yet to add all of them since it’s supposed to be a fandomless OC multimuse but I think I’ll forgo the “fandomless” tag and just make it a grab all of OCs lol

[flashofyellowlights]

Dear Diary! (I love this one tbh! :D)

Send me “Dear Diary” and I'll share a single paragraph out of my muse's diary for every one I receive.

𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴... 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘱, 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦-- 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴.

[shouga-nai]

Hi, I've only written with your Genji (and not nearly as much as I would like), but I love him lots! Especially our dear Swordsman, you know how weak I am for that AU <3

How am I doing with my character?

Hey, you. Thank you! ♥ I love your Jesse so much and the AU we've got going is my absolute fav!! The Swordsman and the Gunslinger ─ their stories will be told for generations. Can’t get enough of ‘em.

[burnlaws]

😢 Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret  - @sixlaws​

  The news article on the front page of he paper was nothing special, something about an auction for valuable goods. Her train robbery  a footnote. Not that the fame mattered, no the victory was what mattered. Taking what was hers. Mattered which is why this victory turned so sour. Pristine people were in that picture. Labeled beneath it.  Pictured: Elizabeth Hawthorne-Ashe, William Ashe,  and recently adopted Marybeth Ashe. That shouldn’t have bothered her. Shouldn’t have clicked something in her but the table was on it’s back, a few bottles were shattered on the far wall of her “office” and by now she was sure the screaming and yelling had made the kids run and find Flint. Because when he found her she had her head her her hands, doing her best not to sob, but she did scream. In anger, in anguish. She didn’t stop crying when he touched her. But the sobs became a little more auditable. She had tried to do everything right. She didn’t do anything wrong. They just left her in that house to rot and then when she was out of the way they put something in her place. Did she get white roses instead of birthday parties? Did she get to see them more than once a year? Did they get her an omnic butler to take care of her? Or did they figure that’s what ruined the first one.  She was so mad that it was upset. That they still had some hold over her. She was mad because now she was stealing from someone who either knew exactly how she felt or worse, had not a single clue.

                “They--” 

She hiccupped through the sobs letting them fall at the newspaper at her feet. “They replaced me.”

[jisatsu-tai]

🤗 - @sixlaws

He knew the nudge well, something Flint nonverbally did when he wasn’t in the talking mood and Genji - who normally was rather repulsed by physical contact - raised an arm to put around the cowboy’s shoulders and pulled him closer.

                  “Got you.”

His vibrate voice hummed softly, running metal fingers through the hair beneath his hat, and saying nothing more.

[cahaaya]

“I haven’t seen a creature like that in years.” (Me, gesturing wildly with the Van Helsing skin: Monster hunter partners AU?)

   There’s magic (no way for science to explain it) thick enough to singe the air and set the spirits that live within the doll on edge. Motionless, a single buttoned eye watches the creature until it’s nothing more than a fleeing back into the witch’s forest. But Echo makes no move to pursue. She stays frozen in place beside her partner as the trees swallow the creature whole. It had to have been desperate to have fled into Her lands. 

 But so are they to take on King’s job. Her payments are the curiosities in this world, sometimes the piece that the living never notice missing until taken. But coin is nice too. It will be good for someone to not have to rough it for once. 

   The ragdoll’s turns to McCree, that stitched grin frozen in cloth giving nothing away by way of emotion. The monster hunter is well traveled, a past shrouded in tales more fit for stories. Her head jerks, twitches suddenly to snap to the side, curious. Her mouth is sealed but the whisper a thousand other voices faintly catch behind hers. 

    “What was that?”

[screenviolense-a]

@sixlaws​ sent: Okay, look. If we survive the next 24 hours, then I’ll take you out on a real date. (undercover dating gone wrong for Angie?)

         ‘ i must have missed the part where there was a chance we might die in the briefing. ‘ however, she could see why morrison wanted them on the mission. they looked the least like soldiers out of any of their fellow colleagues and could quite easily pass for a couple attending a charity auction, at least until someone had recognized them, either him from his wanted posters or her from her appearances in medical journals. either way, there were several armed guards already moving to meet them and not much of an exit strategy.

         ‘ i don’t suppose you managed to get a gun through the metal detector. ‘ she murmured, already sliding off her heels so she could get around quieter and faster. ‘ i don’t have anything. ‘