my beloved friend jack morrison breaks the stereotype that all queer men are fashionable and i still love him for it

//Just.. some thoughts I had about the ugly ass confederate McCree piece that's floating around, and its place in the development scheme..

You may call me captain again. Only this time, this is /my/ ship.

Morrison: A soldier, an alchemist, an archer and Morrison: [looks at McCree, internally reminds himself to be nice] Morrison: an oddity.

No, it's not a peg leg ;)

I do not know what I meant after I tweeted this, but, honestly, now, my hip is just aching.

sorry, fareeha, i have a right to intrude on your privacy seeing that you came out of my Privacy

[Walks into the room immediately choking on his own spit while trying not to burst into laughter.] x.com/sunshrike/stat…

I suppose there is pain in silence.

The twist in your guts that rivals the pull of a bullet. Just as sharp, and you wonder if there was a sliver of care behind the scope.

Do not mind me, old holo-galleries just make me feel some mild form of ugly emotion.

Outshoot the stars and be ready for the recoil.

Don't lose your head.

I do hope Madame Volskaya invites me over for tea another time. Preferably with less guards. And perhaps champagne.

getting fareeha up for her lessons in the morning