#federalblue

[klein-klaus]

His hand was acting up again. Possibly because he overwork his real hand from training and the manual labor he has done in the kitchen to cook for his teammates. It only started up when writing his fingers started twitching and that pain was kicking into his wrist.

Nathan had his wrist wrapped with a towel and ice to soothe the pain while making his way to the Medic's office for help. Knocking on his door with his robotic hand, he waited for a response before entering in. "Afternoon there, doctor. Are you busy at this moment?" (federalblu-britishmarksman)

@federalblu-britishmarksman

"Do you need something?" Klaus replied, standing from his desk. The towel wrapped around his arm was the first thing he noticed. The second was the robotic hand.

If the arm wrapped in the towel wasn't organic either, he would refer the other man to an Engineer.

#federalblu-britishmarksman

[thoseblusox]

(Previous)

"Well don't worry, you'll be prayin' for some peace an' quiet now!" Eli shrugged off her jacket, folding it over the back of the rec room sofa. "Can I get a lil' hug?"

#ic #federalblu britishmarksman

[mountainmilitant]

🔪   //   put  a  knife  to  my  muse’s  throat . (Nathan)

"Good hiding pick to pick off my team" Came a voice as a cold blade pressed to the marksman's throat, resting at an angle just over the jugular vein where Nathan can feel the ever so slight pressure of it when his heart pumped. "Not good enough from me though."

#federalblu marksman #ic #(it gonna get stabby and spicy >:3)

[blustankgirl]

❔ (Sniper Nathan)

"How can you like...that? I really don't get it?" Gestures to Greg.

@federalblu-britishmarksman

#ic #federalblu britishmarksman #(Yeah I heard you talking shit Greg) #(You and yoyr butt buddy Max)

[home-plate-muses]

@federalblu-britishmarksman moved from (X)

Unforrutnely for Nathan, that grin only grew at the narrowing of the sniper's eye, and then somehow managed to grow even more at the answer he got in return. Any response of his own was quickly dashed, however, all before he could even lift his hand thanks to Pauling calling out his name in a scolding tone for not paying attention. After muttering an apology, Teddy slouched down into his chair with a pout, it only being broken for just a moment when he caught Nathan's eye a few minutes later, the scout shooting his fellow BLU and smirk and a wink before knocking his cap down over his eyes to once again tune the meeting out.

And of course, Teddy was five minutes late to meeting up with Nathan when five o'clock rolled around, something he knew would spell trouble for him if the sniper was actually mad. "Heya, headshot. You uh, wanted t' see me?" Smug bastard.

#my little problem child <3 #federalblue-britishmarksman #muse: teddy

[mudskip-muses]

@federalblu-britishmarksman liked for a music based starter (X)

Deposited into Nathan’s arms by a very tired looking spy before his quick departure, Teddy’s “night on the town” with some of the other guys seemed to have been enjoyable judging by the inebriated state he was currently in. Curling right into the sniper, body’s being pressed together as much as he could manage, the scout’s lips spread into a slow grin as he processed the change of hands. 

“Heyyyy doll, where ya been? I missed ya...” With his words slurred and accent strong, Teddy’s hands began to wander across Nathan’s torso, the material of the other man’s shirt being ruffled with the clumsy movements. “I almost forgot how pretty you were...”

#all jacked up by gretchen wilson #he be Smashed lmao #muse: teddy #federalblu-britishmarksman #alcohol tw

[thegrowlingxblusniper]

∅ (federalblu-britishmarksman)

"I think the way ya blush at everythin' is just damn adorable. N' tha way ya trip up on ya words when yer flustered makes me wanna make it hard for ya to speak past yer moans. Yer a damn good snipeh, n' yer easy ta be 'round."

#federalblu-britishmarksman #my muses opinion

[newfie-bartender]

💋 (Nathan)

(( LOL great minds think alike B)

@federalblu-britishmarksman

All she had left to do was lock up. Thankful for such an easy day, she felt blessed and quite happy that Nathan had come at last minute, offering to walk her back to her place. She never ceased to enjoy spending time with him, no matter how short or long the time spent was.

They walked out together, talking about random things on and off as she locked the front doors, placing the keys into her small knapsack and slinging it over her shoulders. She turned to smile at him when he leaned in, their lips meeting and causing a dark blush to wash over her cheeks. Her eyes closed as she leaned into the kiss, a soft hum escaping as her palms met his chest.

After a moment, she pulled away and grinned up at him. "You sly, sneaky man. I absolutely adore you, you know."

#; ic interactions #federalblu britishmarksman #(( *crashing pans together* I LOVE THESE NERDS I LOVE THESE NERDS #(( UM ALSO #(( Not us sharing a literal brain cell bahahaha!!

[blusollyjd]

😊 Sit down next to my muse (federalblu-britishmarksman)

There was a bar in town, a ramshackle place, really. The very definition of a dive- creaky floorboards, dusty mirrors, barstools with uneven legs, all manner of initials and phone numbers carved into the worn-down wood of the bar itself. It probably stayed in business solely due to the fact that it was the only watering hole around, and a constant stream of mercenaries flooding through the doors. Jane was sitting at this bar, a small row of empty Blue Streaks lined up like soldiers at attention. He'd started in on another when he heard the floors creak, and the rattle of the stool beside him. Turning his head, he nodded in greeting.

#hihi #hope you don't mind the setting :) #federalblu britishmarksman

[zieldawnson]

“You’re really close...” (federalblu-britishmarksman / Normal Nate or Sterling hehe)

Meme | @federalblu-britishmarksman

It had happened so suddenly that she had not much time to process every detail. She had been reaching out for the door before it closed but she wasn't fast enough to stop it. And now both of them were trapped in an small storage room.

"Ah merda." Was the first thing she said when the door closed with a loud thud. "There has to be something that could help us." It was dark so she moved her arms carefully, touching everything on the way just in case there was a helpful tool. At some point her hands gently touched his chest and she retrieved them as if it burned. "Sorry! I am so sorry." (He is close! He is very very close.) She thought. Upon the realization she could feel her face get warmer and her heartbeat pacing. Luckily it was pitch black and he couldn't see her rosy cheeks.

#federalblu-britishmarksman #ic

[blustankgirl]

✿✿ (Nathan)

1. Takes his eyepatchs and challenges others to a blind off, which is just trying to do shit while blind

2. Whenever they're in public, Johnny would climb him like a tree just to be able to see in the crowd, else Nathan has Johnny on a child leash so he doesn't lose her.

@federalblu-britishmarksman

#federalblu britishmarksman #ask meme

[home-plate-muses]

@federalblu-britishmarksman cont. from (X)

"Ya fuckin' kiddin' me, babe? That shit makes it ten times bett'ah! I mean, sorry ya got hurt 'n all, but fuck me if y' don' look hot as hell." A smirk now, clever hands coming up to gently wipe the blood from Nathan's mouth with a lingering touch at his cheek. "How 'bout y' let me fix you up, yeah? Could run ya a bath 'n everythin'..."

#trying smth new with his dialogue lemme know if it works fhaks #phonics can make it tough but i wanna work in his accent more uwu #muse: teddy #federalblue britishmarksman

[mudskip-muses]

@federalblu-britishmarksman cont. from (X)

At the tap of Nathan’s fingers against his forearm Teddy simply grinned, a shit eating pull of his lips from across the table as Ms. Pauling droned on in the background. Raising a hand, the scout simply fingerspelled his next taunt, it drawing far less attention than the proper signs. 

M. A. K. E. M. E.

#yeah hes That Bitch #muse: teddy #federalblu-britishmarksman

[ask-blue-spy]

Ghosts of the Past

@federalblu-britishmarksman

The envelope had been adressed to ‘Mr. Sterling’ and yet the letter it contained began with ‘Dear Nathan,’. Words written in a familiar elegant handwriting filled the page; deep blue ink on expensive paper.

I must give you credit, for finding you was not easy. I will not pretend to know why you chose to abandon your past so completely and I do not relish being its specter come to haunt you; however I find myself in need of someone I can trust.

Circumstances I do not care to detail here have brought me in contact with occult forces. I fear I have made myself their enemy, as they now threaten me. You are the only one I could think to turn to for help and ask that you come see me as soon as possible. Find me at the address on the back of this letter. I will tell you all you need to know once you are here.

Yours sincerely, Lucien

#au #idk what kind yet #federalblu-britishmarksman

[xceruleanrosesx]

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜ (federalblu-britishmarksman)

Laurent considered him with a hard stare and a soft frown, crossing his arms. "What has you saying that?"

[thegrowlingxblusniper]

✪✪✪✪✪✪ = Stop being so perfect ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = nosebleed ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ = oh god you are hella sexy

(federalblu-britishmarksman)

Pulling the sniper close by the front of his shirt Gene smirked down at him. One arm winding around his waist as the other tilted up his chin. "Dunno 'bout perfect sweetheart but I'll take sexy." He rasped teasingly. Leaning in to kiss over his neck as he spoke.

#federalblu-britishmarksman #stars meme