Had To Reblog This 😭

Silco: You anger me so quickly. It’s remarkable.

Y/N: ????

Y/N: i literally said like two words to you

Silco: And yet here I am, boiling with rage.

Crosshair. play nice. 🙄🤦

This is the ending i want

Oh thank you :] I didn't realise they changed it sorry.

Hunter: I hate you with every inch of my body

Crosshair: …not many inches…

Crosshair: *generalized as smooth and flirty bastard*

Also Crosshair: Do you have two tongues in your mouth?

You: What? No..

Crosshair:

You:

Crosshair: Do you want to?

I thought good soldiers follow orders

This is the ending i want

might as well

This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years. 

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life. 

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Unseen episode where you all go to space target? 👀

When I say that Echo buys Crosshair novelty toothpicks I mean toothpicks like the ones I found at target today and just had to buy bc they reminded me of Cross

Crosshair totally puts a toothpick in his mouth after he's done pounding his girl

I've spoken about this before, but please consider this: Crosshair never took it out to begin with, until...

He's pinned you down to his bunk, furiously pounding into you without a care in the world. Are both of you being too loud? Yes. Could anybody be overhearing you right now? Probably. Does Crosshair care? Of course not.

He lets out a grunt, breathing heavily through his nose, his teeth clenched together, threatening to snap the toothpick that's been in his mouth since before you two began. The only time he took it out was to kiss you, needy and hungrily, as always, before popping it back in as he told you, "I need you right now."

Crosshair tightening his grip on your hips, smirking when you cross your ankles over behind his back, pulling him close. "Loud and desperate, huh?" he smugly comments, his eyes squinting happily when you pout in response. "Let's tone it down a bit. Those sounds are for me, and me alone," Crosshair states, and with a heavy thrust, he slams his cock deep into you and holds it there.

One hand is placed beside your head, holding his weight as he bends forward, his face approaching yours. He only gives you a one worded order, his eyes flicking down to gesture exactly what he's on about. "Hold," Crosshair orders.

Lifting your head up slightly, you pick the toothpick from his lips, pressing it between your teeth, holding it just like he does. He grins at the sight whilst commenting, "it suits you," and before you can reply, he's began pounding into you again.

A firm hand wraps around your throat, leaving more than enough space for Crosshair to begin leaving his marks along your throat. Others still may be able to overhear you, but the hickeys covering your neck are a reminder to everybody that you're already taken for, and there are two things that Crosshair isn't usually one for sharing: his girl, and his toothpicks.