#dark!mccree

Now, I know how ya think, but I did not overreact today. That damn bastard has been all over you lately, what the hell was I supposed to do, stand there and let him talk to you like that? I’m your goddamn boyfriend, don’t ya forget that, darlin.

you are welcome

Commander Reyes:Gabe was a very selective man, there wasn’t many things he liked or hated, even. But when he found something that caught his attention, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say he could get a bit obsessive. And this was certainly the case with you. The moment the two of you locked eyes he could hardly break away from your gaze. Your whole body captivated him, lingering stares traced your outline. It made you particularly uncomfortable considering he was technically your commander. The fact the two of you hadn’t spoken a word to each other didn’t ease the feeling either. His burning eyes were the worst when he would monitor your training. Every little movement beckoned his sights. You caught him staring at your so often you decided not to pay him any attention at all, not wanting to deal with the discomfort. That was a big mistake on your part, you’d only caught his interest even more. You’d find him getting closer and closer to you each day, refusing to say a word, trying to break your attempts to ignore him. For the most part, though you made a few minor slips, you kept your gaze away from him. Eventually, Gabriel grew impatient. You were on your way to the training facility when you nearly tripped over the man’s leg as he stopped you in your tracks, “Where do you think you’re headed?”His voice was much friendlier than his harsh appearance lead on, but his tone was dark and threatening, “Just to the training facility…sir…”You were so used to looking away from him that even in conversation your eyes refused his gaze, his frustration was notable in his speech, “Do you have any idea how impolite it is not to look someone in the eyes when they’re talking to you.”You kept your head down but lifted your eyes to meet with his own, a pleasant light brown, “I apologize, I wasn’t aware.”The corners of his lips lifted, “See, you look much better like that,” he took a step closer to you, “that’s the kind of thing I’d like to see more often. God, you have no clue how beautiful you are, do you?”The tension of his words and his closeness made your jaw clench, “I should be going now.”“I’m not keeping you,” he moved his leg away from your path. You tore your eyes away from his and give him a nod before making your way hastily away from the commander. Still, you could still feel his eyes on you as he stared at you longingly with a desire that burned hot all about him.

At first he seems to be a harmless secret admirer, but as his infatuation with you begins to increase, you’ll notice that most of your friends begin to get sick from “food poisoning”.

Soldier: 76:Everything in your house was deliberately organized. You’ve always been a bit of neat freak, truth be told. So when you noticed that your dresser drawers weren’t entirely closed, your previously made bed had been disturbed, and the neat pile of books on your desk turned into clutter, you were more than alarmed. At first, the thought of an intruder never slipped your mind. You were more concerned about rectifying the mess before anything. But when you noticed some of your underwear had gone missing, a feeling in your gut began to turn your stomach. “Someone’s been here…” you said under your breath, “my things are missing…”Your instincts took ahold of you and you began to take cautious footsteps as you left the comfort of your room. The silence in your house was unusually deafening, causing that feeling in your gut to grow heavier. Reaching for a candlestick from your coffee table, you paused to hear any signs of life within your house. Nothing. The silence was still but unconvincing. The feeling of eyes on you was beginning to send chills down your spine. Your breath began to hitch as you slowly approached your coat closet, tightly gripping onto the candlestick. Quickly, you throw the door open, wiping aside the few coats inside. You let out a breath when you see nothing but the vacuum cleaner in the corner, “I must be going crazy, huh?”“That makes two of us,” a large, strong hand silenced your screams as it pulled you into the man possessing it, “Hey, sweetheart.”Your eyes welled with tears, the image of the broad shouldered, masked man blurred by them. You tried to speak, but your voice was muffled by his hand. You tried to run, but your body was useless against his strength. “Don’t worry,” his gravely voice was so dark and harsh, making his words that much more brutal, “You’re mine now.”

You’d been working a long shift at the diner when you looked down at your watch to check the time: 2 AM. Great, another day spent wasting away in this stupid job in your ridiculous uniform. Needless to say, you weren’t very happy with the situation you were in. Only one more hour until you could clock out, head home, sleep, and repeat the cycle. The diner had never been a particularly busy place, mostly occupied by lone travelers and some loyal regulars. Which made the group of six strange men an unusual sight, nevertheless you treated them with the same half hearted smile you gave all your customers as you headed to their table.“Hey, my name is (y/n) and I’ll be your waiter tonight. Could I start you off with something to drink?” They paused for a moment before a handsome dark-haired man raised a hand to you, “We’ll take five beers and a coffee,” he said as he gave you a smile that could warm even the hardest of hearts. “Oh, I’m afraid we don’t carry alcohol here, sir,” his stunning looks made it so painful to deny him. You couldn’t help the sweat perspiring on your hands as he leaned towards you. “Well I reckon me and my friends here would all be happy with a cup of coffee, right fellas?” He turned to them, everyone nodded in agreement. “Sure, coming right up,” you gave him a fluttered smile as you began to walk away. Your cheeks were burning pink from the small wink he gave you before you turned out of his sights. He’d been looking at you all night, occasionally you’d exchange glances but for the most part you’d ignore that clawing instinct to look back. There was something about him that seemed…dangerous, and not in a good way. You figured it’d be best to just leave it be. “Have a good night,” you gave the passing strangers a smile, which your mysterious admirer replied with the tip of his hat. If you hadn’t been so damn tired, you’d be swooning.A few minutes after their departure, you put on your jacket and started making your way out too. It was strange, when you exited the doors an uneasy feeling washed over you. You couldn’t explain it, so you just decided to ignore it and continued with your walk home. When you reached your house, your nerves were still slightly heightened. Looking behind you, there was no sign of anything off place, “I gotta stop taking the night shift…”And almost as if on cue, the second you opened the door, and dark figure grabbed you, pushing you inside and against the nearest wall. Just before you started to scream, the man cocked a gun pointed at your gut, “No need to be scared, honey.”You couldn’t help but fidget away from the stinging feeling of his beard rubbing against your neck. He placed a piercing bite on your jaw before raising his head to meet yours, moving his gun to your chin, “What’s wrong, sugar? Ain’t ya enjoying yourself?”“I…yes,” you gave him a hesitant nod and let out a silent cry as he began to rub your inner thigh. “You like being mine, don’t ya sweetie?” His hand creeped up to the heat in your pants and you jerked away. But he wouldn’t let you go so easily. Keeping the gun just below your chin, he wrapped his hand around your neck and thrusted you back into place.“Now, darling, you stay right where you fucking are,” his grip tightened as you heard his voice began to take a bloodcurdling, lustful tone that reduced you to tears, “I’ll carve my name into your skin if that’s what I have to do to let you know you’re mine, y’understand?”All your body could manage to do in response is give an affirmative nod, your face stained with tears. He caressed the side of your face with the freezing metal of his gun as he continued to have his way with you.