aiming gun

anonymous asked:

Hi there! I am also blackwatch trash ^.^ Do you take requests? If so, could I request a drabble of blackwatch!mccree attempting to flirt with his crush who is super shy?

A/N: Y E S
side note: i had a really hard time writing this for some reason??? so i used headcanon format kind of thing with the reader being the crush but idk if that’s what you want

if not im sorry i have disappointed

it’s rather short but I’m half asleep and feel bad because i left this for over 18 hours before seeing it

-You were very shy and everyone on the watchpoint knew that
-McCree likes you a lot
-He thinks your pants look hot (im sorry i love hamilton i had to hnng)
-You two were friends and you’d open up just a tad more with him than anyone else
-He saw this as a “go for it” signal
-He was right
-Except for the fact that he thinks pickup lines would work
-I mean, not that you mind but c'mon McCree
-They make you blush like hell no matter how sexual they are
-Eventually he asks you on a date
-“Like a romantic one?”
“Of course”
-If you say yes,he’ll be ecstatic and turn into a cliche romantic
-Gotta give him a little cheek kiss before running away to tell Lena and get ready bc she’s like your other best friend
-If not, he says he understands but won’t say anything to you for like two weeks and slowly fade into old patterns
-He’s a dramaqueen, nobody can convince me otherwise

jack morrison: uses a tactical visor that gives him perfect accuracy
ana amari: one of the world’s deadliest, most elite snipers, with superior marksmanship and a cybernetic eye
widowmaker: a good enough marksman to defeat ana in a sniper duel
jesse mccree: a deadeye with perfect aim
gabriel reyes: spins around really fast firing shotguns one-handedly and tells you to fuck off

Violence, Abusers, and Protest

My grandfather was a generally peaceful man. He was a gardener, an EMT, a town selectman, and an all around fantastic person. He would give a friend - or a stranger - the shirt off his back if someone needed it. He also taught me some of the most important lessons I ever learned about violence, and why it needs to exist.


When I was five, my grandfather and grandmother discovered that my rear end and lower back were covered in purple striped bruises and wheals. They asked me why, and I told them that Tom, who was at that time my stepfather, had punished me. I don’t remember what he was punishing me for, but I remember the looks on their faces. 

When my mother and stepfather arrived, my grandmother took my mother into the other room. Then my grandfather took my stepfather into the hallway. He was out of my eye line, but I saw through the crack in the door on the hinge side. He slammed my stepfather against the wall so hard that the sheet rock buckled, and told him in low terms that if he ever touched me again they would never find his body. 

I absolutely believed that he would kill my stepfather, and I also believed that someone in the world thought my safety was worth killing for. 

In the next few years, he gave me a few important tips and pointers for dealing with abusers and bullies. He taught me that if someone is bringing violence to you, give it back to them as harshly as you can so they know that the only response they get is pain. He taught me that guns are used as scare tactics, and if you aren’t willing to accept responsibility for mortally wounding someone, you should never own one. He told me that if I ever had a gun aimed at me, I should accept the possibility of being shot and rush the person, or run away in a zig-zag so they couldn’t pick me off. He taught me how to break someone’s knee, how to hold a knife, and how to tell if someone is holding a gun with intent to kill. He was absolutely right, and he was one of the most peaceful people I’ve ever met. He was never, to my knowledge, violent with anyone who didn’t threaten him or his family. Even those who had, he gave chances to, like my first stepfather. 

When I was fourteen, a friend of mine was stalked by a mutual acquaintance. I was by far younger than anyone else in the social crowd; he was in his mid twenties, and the object of his “affection” was as well. Years before we had a term for “Nice Guy” bullshit, he did it all. He showed up at her house, he noted her comings and goings, he observed who she spent time with, and claimed that her niceness toward him was a sign that they were actually in a relationship.

This came to a head at a LARP event at the old NERO Ware site. He had been following her around, and felt that I was responsible for increased pressure from our mutual friends to leave her alone. He confronted me, her, and a handful of other friends in a private room and demanded that we stop saying nasty things about him. Two of our mutual friends countered and demanded that he leave the woman he was stalking alone. 

Stalker-man threw a punch. Now, he said in the aftermath that he was aiming for the man who had confronted him, but he was looking at me when he did it. He had identified me as the agent of his problems and the person who had “turned everyone against him.” His eyes were on mine when the punch landed. He hit me hard enough to knock me clean off my feet and I slammed my head into a steel bedpost on the way down.

When I shook off the stunned confusion, I saw that two of our friends had tackled him. I learned that one had immediately grabbed him, and the other had rabbit-punched him in the face. I had a black eye around one eyebrow and inner socket, and he was bleeding from his lip. 

At that time in my life, unbeknownst to anyone in the room, I was struggling with the fact that I had been molested repeatedly by someone who my mother had recently broken up with. He was gone, but I felt conflicted and worthless and in pain. I was still struggling, but I knew in that moment that I had a friend in the world who rabbit-punched a man for hitting me, and I felt a little more whole.

Later that year, I was bullied by a girl in my school. She took special joy in tormenting me during class, in attacking me in the hallways, in spreading lies and asserting things about me that were made up. She began following me to my locker, and while I watched the clock tick down, she would wait for me to open it and try to slam my hand in it. She succeeded a few times. I attempted to talk to counselors and teachers. No one did anything. Talking to them made it worse, since they turned and talked to her and she called me a “tattle” for doing it. I followed the system, and it didn’t work. 

I remembered my friend socking someone in the face when he hit me. I recalled what my grandfather had taught me, and decided that the next time she tried, I would make sure it was the last. I slammed the door into her face, then shut her head in the base of my locker, warping the aluminum so badly that my locker no longer worked. She never bothered me again. 

Violence is always a potential answer to a problem. I believe it should be a last answer - everything my grandfather taught me before his death last year had focused on that. He hadn’t built a bully or taught me to seek out violence; he taught me how to respond to it.

I’ve heard a lot of people talk recently about how, after the recent Nazi-punching incident, we are in more danger because they will escalate. That we will now see more violence and be under more threat because of it. I reject that. We are already under threat. We are already being attacked. We are being stripped of our rights, we are seeing our loved ones and our family reduced to “barely human” or equated with monsters because they are different. 

To say that we are at more risk now than we were before a Nazi got punched in the face is to claim that abusers only hurt you if you fight back. Nazis didn’t need a reason to want to hurt people whom they have already called inhuman, base, monsters, thugs, retards, worthless, damaging to the gene pool, and worthy only of being removed from the world. They were already on board. The only difference that comes from fighting back is the intimate knowledge that we will not put up with their shit.

And I’m just fine with that.

it is now canon that Baze ‘35000 rounds of firepower’ Malbus not only uses a gun that is explicitly made to be mounted on a vehicle not a human, but also STOLE said gun from the Imperial troops stationed on Jedha.

I have never felt more alive.

i hope in season 3 there’s a scene where keith and lance are doing some kind of infiltration or something together, and keith is walking slightly ahead of lance, with lance watching his back. lance spots a galra sentry hidden up near the ceiling with their gun aimed right at keith, and panics and just shoots. doesn’t even take a second to aim– just pulls the trigger, and it’s a perfect shot that singes the ends of keith’s hair, and keith turns around and stares at lance with huge eyes and after a few moments he says “that was the best shot i’ve ever seen” as a kind of contrast to the “you’re the worst pilot ever” in season 1. bonus points if lance forgets how to speak and gets flustered but then smiles when keith turns back around

VLIVE - JUNGKOOK CHAT ROOM

↳ oh hot pink..!
↳ who could I be
↳ nochu come through
↳ the members don’t even know
↳ ok this is Jungkook
↳ put your hands up
↳ ARMY thank you so much
↳ 😘
↳ these days McCree’s accuracy is amazing
↳ now I will shoot at all your hearts ❤️️
↳ I am really grateful to overseas ARMY here too
↳ who is the most handsome in the MV?!
↳ hah
↳ right we’re all handsome hehe
↳ we’re working hard preparing for the concert!
↳ please anticipate a lot
↳ heheh thank you! I’m going to go practice hard again!
↳ see you again! 😙
↳ guns, aim, fire (lyrics from Not Today)❤️️

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[LYRICS] Not Today by BTS

Korean

All the underdogs in the world
A day may come when we lose
But it is not today
Today we fight

No not today
언젠가 꽃은 지겠지
But no not today
그 때가 오늘은 아니지
No no not today
아직은 죽기엔 too good day
No no not today no no no not today
그래 우리는 EXTRA

But still part of this world
EXTRA + ORDINARY
그것도 별 거 아녀
오늘은 절대 죽지 말아
빛은 어둠을 뚫고 나가
새 세상 너도 원해
Oh baby yes I want it

날아갈 수 없음 뛰어
Today we will survive
뛰어갈 수 없음 걸어
Today we will survive
걸어갈 수 없음 기어
기어서라도 gear up
겨눠 총 조준 발사

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
총 조준 발사

Too hot 성공을 doublin’
Too hot 차트를 덤블링
Too high we on 트램펄린
Too high 누가 좀 멈추길

우린 할 수가 없었단다 실패
서로가 서롤 전부 믿었기에
What you say yeah Not today yeah
오늘은 안 죽어 절대 yeah

너의 곁에 나를 믿어
Together we won’t die
나의 곁에 너를 믿어
Together we won’t die
함께라는 말을 믿어
방탄이란 걸 믿어
겨눠 총 조준 발사

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
총 조준 발사

Throw it up Throw it up
니 눈 속의 두려움 따위는 버려
Break it up Break it up
널 가두는 유리천장 따윈 부숴
Turn it up Turn it up
Burn it up Burn it up
승리의 그날까지 fight
무릎 꿇지 마 무너지지마
That’s Do not today

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today

English

All the underdogs in the world
A day may come when we lose
But it is not today
Today we fight

No not today
The flowers will fall someday
But no not today
The time for that is not today
No no not today
To die, it’s yet a too good day
No no not today no no no not today
That’s right, we are EXTRA

But still part of this world
EXTRA + ORDINARY
Even that is no big deal
Don’t ever die, not today
Light pierces through darkness
You want the new world too
Oh baby yes I want it

If you can’t fly, then run
Today we will survive
If you can’t run, then walk
Today we will survive
If you can’t walk, then crawl
Even if you (have to) crawl, gear up
Ready your guns, aim, fire

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t surrender, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Guns, aim, fire

Too hot Success is doublin’
Too hot The charts are tumbling
Too high we on trampoline
Too high Would someone please stop us

We just couldn’t, (we couldn’t) fail
It was because we had all believed in each other
What you say yeah Not today yeah
I won’t die today, definitely (not); yeah

Believe in me, who is beside you
Together we won’t die
I believe in you, who is beside me
Together we won’t die
Believe when we say we’ll be together
Believe in this thing called Bangtan
Ready your guns, aim, fire

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t surrender, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Guns, aim, fire

Throw it up Throw it up
Just toss away the fear in your eyes
Break it up Break it up
Just smash the glass ceiling that shuts you in
Turn it up Turn it up
Burn it up Burn it up
Until the day of victory, Fight
Don’t kneel, don’t crumble
That’s Do not today

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t kneel, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today

(T/N: * 뱁새/Baebsae is a Korean Crow-Tit but it is also used to call someone
          who ruins themselves by trying to imitate/copy people who are better
          than them. It comes from the saying 뱁새가 황새 걸음을 걸으면 가랑이
          가 찢어진다 meaning “If a crow-tit walks like a stork, it will tear its legs.” BTS previously released a song titled ‘Baebsae’)

Trans cr; Alli & Lim @ bts-trans
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Who would win in a fight between Papa Smoke and Papa John Shitfaced?

To answer this question I’m going to start with their stats. Based on appearance, I’ve estimated how each stack up and factored in their respective status changers. Let’s start with papa smoke:

Strength: 80 (60 natural strength due to his large build, +20 because of his chest hair)
Dexterity: 25 (He looks like he tries his best but isn’t quite as good as his peers.)
Stamina: 40 (60 naturally, -20 because of the massive amounts of smoke he inhales)
Charisma: 100 (His cigar and demeanor score him big for this one. He radiates an aura of invitation and kindness.)
Agility: 10 (His large size makes him easy to hit and his weight prevents him from moving quickly)
HP: 500, but it decreases by two every second because of the smoke

Next let’s examine Papa John Shitfaced

Strength: 60 (40 naturally, but the alcohol gives him the courage to hit harder)
Dexterity: 50 (80 naturally because of his impressive skills in pizza making, but the alcohol brings him down 30 points.)
Stamina: 80 (Due to the inhibiting properties of alcohol, he feels pain to a lesser extent which allows him to fight for longer)
Charisma: 40 (Naturally 80, but the alcohol has drastically affected his ability to form sentences, let alone settle conflicts.)
Agility: 70 (Naturally 90 because of his lean build, but the alcohol subtracts 20 points)
HP: 200

So how would a fight like this go down? What strategies would each fighter try to employ? Papa John Shitfaced’s strategy involves avoiding the huge attacks of Papa Smoke, and getting quick jabs in where he can, all while waiting for his health to deplete naturally. Papa Smoke takes a more direct strategy, knowing his time is limited he tries to get in as many hits as he can as fast as he can. Both strategies are hindered by each fighter’s skills, as Papa John will have a hard time evading while drunk, and Papa Smoke will have a hard time catching up to Papa John due to his extremely slow speed.

In order for Papa Smoke to win, he only needs to hit Papa John twice, as one hit deals 100 damage. In order for Papa John to win, he needs to evade Papa Smokes attacks for 4 minutes and 10 seconds. Given the odds, Papa Smoke has the highest chance of winning.

As the fight starts Papa John is too shitfaced to defend himself from Papa Smoke’s first swing and loses 100 HP at the very start. The hit snaps Papa John out of his drunken state a little bit and he retreats to the corner of the room. As Papa Smoke attempts to run over to him, he becomes fatigued which allows Papa John to get a punch on him. Papa John retreats to a different corner and repeats the process.

Halfway through the fight, Papa Smoke is at 250 HP and Papa John is at 100 HP. Papa John seems to have an unbeatable strategy and his chances of winning skyrocket. Papa Smoke’s health is shrinking by the second and he begins to lose hope. Instead of chasing Papa John he decides to wait in the middle of the room and re evaluate his strategy.

In his drunken confusion Papa John confuses this strategizing for another period of fatigue, and goes in for another hit. Papa Smoke is caught off guard by this but manages to turn around and scare Papa John with his calm demeanor. Papa John falls to the floor and backs up. Papa Smoke is now at an advantage, because now that Papa John is on the floor he’ll never be able to get back up due to how shitfaced he is.

Papa Smoke slowly backs Papa John into a corner. Realizing he’s exhausted his options, Papa John pulls out the gun he’s been keeping in his shirt and begins firing wildly. This frightens Papa Smoke, but Papa John is way too shitfaced to properly aim a gun. The stunt has only delayed the inevitable. Papa John takes one last breath and braces for impact, as Papa Smoke brutally delivers the final blow.

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