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crack-dragon: SO ME AND WBM GOT INTO THIS FACE OFF C-D outplaying me.
tennantfan: tennydr10confidential: You know if he was a dog he be wagging his tail and thumping his hind leg while she was doing that to him. That girl was a really lucky fan, good for her. I just love how he looks up at her while she’s doing it.
comparingmeerkats: comparingmeerkats: this one time i had to look after a fake baby for school and i got like 100% but all i did was shut it up when it cried, he just sat with me on tumblr for 2 days he was called doug. he also enjoyed fine wine
entirelydevoid: i was so heartbroken while watching this episode of the legend of korra. he goes to bring the love of his life flowers and she’s kissing the love of hers. such twisted logic.
“A dog has no use for fancy cars, big homes, or designer clothes. A water log stick will do just fine. A dog doesn’t care if your rich or poor, clever or dull, smart or dumb. Give him your heart and he’ll give you his. How many people can you say
spooky-thera: luckied: Smiling with a giggle, Jean flopped back down and gave the redhead a - failed - thoughtful expression. “I think so. I gotta pee.” “Oh for fuck’s sake,” the redhead swore in a low, quick hiss. What was he supposed
meggannn: #wow i can’t deal with this #he’s just had his LEG BITTEN OFF #and then scraped aross several rooftops at high speed #he obviously has some kind of bad head injury #and just moments earlier he was practically unconscious#sprawled on
trappucino: tightjesus: And the whole world took a huge gasp of realization I THOUGHT HE WAS JUST REALLY PASSIONATE ABOUT SCOTLAND he looks genuinely hurt lol
baraskank: oh my god my dad just went out to walk the dog and he must have got halfway down the street and then he just came back and I was like “what’s the matter” and he just said really quietly “i forgot the dog” and my dog was just siTTING
lifeliesandgrief: luckied: Jean tilted his head in surprise. “Really? Had a good year or…?” He was curious to what was causing Maes to feel so wonderful. “Not exactly.” he said. “Let’s just leave it at never better, hm?”
just-watching-tumble: "Puny god." All I can think of is in the second one Tom said he had a rope tied to his leg. He told the crew to pull it during his speech so it would look like he was grabbed. He didn’t know when it was happening so he wouldn’t
tactfullust: luckied “…Jean, is that you?” Jean paused in his walking and turned toward the voice. He just about swallowed his lit cigarette. “Sola-…I mean, uh…” Havoc just stared at the raven haired woman,
twisted-mortician: luckied: twisted-mortician: he lightly moaned moving his legs rapidly. now his erection was really hard. easily turned on. he wanted to be fucked right away. he wanted to be fucked senseless Feeling something hard against his leg,
punky-thera: luckied: Read More Read More Jean wanted to admit that yes, he wanted to be used by Zane. The red head was an addictive drug to the blond in many ways and Havoc felt himself loosing his own self control as he was taken hard and hot
sex-in-a-skort: The fact that he hadnt responded hurt a little… did no one want to speak to her?! Oh god what of she was going to the work loser yet again. Smiling a little nervously she held his gaze trying to indicate she was speaking to him
chuuii: Falman isn’t as old as he looks, he was just really unlucky and started growing grey hairs by his mid-twenties.
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Orion rolled his eyes as he took another sip from the bottle, knowing he was just being teased now. He bit his lip softly as he thought of a response, looking Havoc up and down as he spoke. “You know that’s
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Orion smiled triumphantly knowing he’d get a real answer, patiently waiting for what Havoc had to say. He was a bit surprised at what he said, smirking and nodding. “Yes it does.” He put his bottle down
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Orion knew that after all of this Havoc would ask what the scars were from, he just wasn’t sure if he was prepared to say or not. He pushed the thought from his mind and went back to the task at hand. He grinned
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Read More Read More Read More Read More Read More Jean’s heart stilled at his first words and was ready to accept it,
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More Jean raised a brow and blinked. It wasn’t like he didn’t trust Orion with what he was about to do, but his statement boggled his mind. Instead of asking, he tilted his head
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome put the pack of cigarettes away when he saw how drugged up Jean was, not even lighting his own, just letting it sit between his lips. The man looked so pathetic like that, it was almost pitiful. He moved so he was
ouraeroplaneoverthesea:murphmanfa:sandvichette:vigilantespanties:Fred Rogers Acceptance Speech - 1997Our neighbor didn’t die, he was just needed someplace else. He took a moment that was about recognizing him and turned it into a moment to recognize
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Orion started to get a little nervous when Jean wouldn’t allow him to speak or explain, suddenly wishing he hadn’t forgotten to be a guy. He was just used to walking around and being whatever he felt like being, he
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome grunted as he was smashed in the head, the force making his arms slip so his chin hit the floor. He blinked at the surge of pained pleasure that ran through him, but it was the
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome sat in his office with his head in his hands, his mouth hanging open as blood dripped into the trash can beneath him. He was angry at Jean, but even angrier at himself. He had
A Hiding Place For Me and My Muses
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome nodded, glad he was given the chance to stay in the room. He wasn’t going to overstep any boundaries for as long as he could. He didn’t get a chance to see the painting before it was covered, raising a brow in
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Havoc snarled as he was flipped over and pinned to the floor, his eyes on fire as he struggled to free himself. In the back of his mind, he thought for sure his head was going to be caved in again. Still sporting
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:Rome pushed the closet doors open and pulled out all the paintings, laying them out on the table and bed so he could hear them clearly. He was looking over them when a few security
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Shifting in his curled up position, it took Havoc a moment to realize he wasn’t at the institution and was in a room in Dublin. He pressed the heel of his hand to his eye and firmly rubbed it in a circular motion,
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Havoc scoffed and placed his hand back over where he was hit. Damn man was strong, that was for sure. The scar of the back of his skull proved it, too. “You went through my fucking stuff?” He hissed out, keeping
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Jean turned his head away as soon as he was kissed and struggled to free his now trapped arms above his head. “Fucked or not, I don’t care. I’ll keep running. I will run until I drop dead. I’ll cross every
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp:luckied:Jean shuddered when he was pinned down face down, feeling Rome’s weight against him and the result of him kneeing him in the crouch. Fuck his pain brings pleasure bullshit. It was annoying, but it touching him
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied:Havoc wasn’t afraid when he was pulled closer and pinned back down by Rome’s waist. He should have been, but he wasn’t. Rage was boiling within him as he tried his damn hardest to not give into Rome’s
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Havoc wasn’t afraid when he was pulled closer and pinned back down by Rome’s waist. He should have been, but he wasn’t. Rage was boiling within him as he
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More Jean watched Rome carefully as he was flipped back over onto his back, wondering what he had planned for him. The caressing along his side felt weirdly strange, yet reassuring when the
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: Read More Read More Havoc choked back a sob at his ministrations. Fuck, if he was dying, this was the way to go. “Orion…” He groaned out his lover’s name through tightly clenched teeth. “Fuck,
crimsonandcarbon: “There’s been too little mischief lately anyway. Makes peacetime really boring.” Jean rolled over slightly in the sun beam he was enjoying, almost wishing he did look like the leopard he was merged with. He knew he looked ridiculous
Gods of the Earth
reapers-inc: luckied: reapers-inc Mindlessly making his way down the hallway of Central Command, Jean Havoc glanced through documents he had been handed and headed back to Mustang’s office. However, he needed to watch where he was going as he just
His eyes darted back and forth once more between the two men and tightened his hold on Orion’s hand. It made him wonder how many were immortal now on this damn planet. The dark blue hair was certainly nothing he was used to seeing, but also the
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: His fingers dug into Orion’s arms as he was held, forcing himself to listen and remain calm. His blond head nodded quickly at hearing the children were all right, but it was still horrific. “Can…Can
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: A snide remark died on Jean’s lips when he felt the needle go in, almost collapsing onto his back. The pain had been keeping him mobile for so long that the relief was overwhelming and the mentally ill man
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: luckied: i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Keep reading Keep reading Keep reading Feeling him convulse hard in his mouth, Jean held his breath as it went down his throat. He was grateful he finally came and sucked
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Keep reading Jean’s face squished up a little as he was stroked, his body reacting almost to the touch. He was breathing heavier far before his mind was fully aware of what was going on and the blond gradually
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Keep reading Loudly gasping as he panted, Jean squeezed his eyes shut as he felt himself nearing the end. It pissed him off his body had reacted so quickly and that this doctor was doing this now. He didn’t need
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Keep reading Jean let out a single long groan as Orion entered him, resting on his elbows until he was completely filled. He shuddered as he was caressed and touched. Slowly, he straightened up on his knees and reached
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Rome chuckled softly as he was shoved off, slowly getting used to the way this man would act. “I was only teasing.” He said with a shrug as he got to his feet, watching as Jean curled up in a ball. He had a feeling
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Rome hummed at his words, not exactly listening since he was inspecting Jean’s leg. He was worried, especially with all the moving around and stress Jean was putting on himself. He looked to Jean thoughtfully, as if
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Rome blinked when he was hissed at, letting out a tired laugh as he moved them away from Jean. He could tell the man was still tired, so he hoped that all he got were warnings and wasn’t physically hit, he just wanted
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Orion was quiet as he looked Jean over, wondering what he was thinking. He’d seen the man in passing dozens of times but now was the first time he really wanted to get to know him, to figure out what made him tick and
i-just-need-to-let-it-be-and-rp: Orion was quiet as Jean stared at the table, wondering what he was thinking but not bothering to ask. If he needed to know he’d find out. He glanced over at his son, hoping the boy wouldn’t wake up when he brought
salvatoreharan: The death of Anton Yelchin is really fucking me up. He was so young. He was an artist. He was on the rise. Then boom, he is just done. That’s it. 27 years of building up are gone in an instant. He didn’t deserve that. 2016 needs
littlemisssweetcakes: @luckied continued from X “Hey! Don’t shout at me! I was trying to compliment you!I-I even swore a-and everything make s-sound more attractive….D-Did it not work?” “Y-You’re such a-a dork!”
insomniacs-rps: Orion had gotten home earlier than usual so he could clean the place up a bit and get things ready. He was just finishing up preparing the food when he heard the knock, grinning as he went and opened the door. “Welcome~” He hummed
zanabism: The press secretary of the White House just lied in front of millions of people and said the mosque shooter in Quebec was a Muslim refugee. The shooter was a white supremacist. He was white. He murdered Muslims in cold blood last night. The
insomniacs-rps: Louie wasn’t sure if Jean was listening until he saw his ears twitching in his direction, feeling that was good enough since it didn’t seem like the blond would look him in the eye for a while. He just hoped his words weren’t just
patisserism: luckied: A nervous smile came over Jean’s face and he leaned forward, touching his forehead to Lea’s. If Jean was capable to just let it go and cry, he would have released years of repressed stress and fear he had since he was a tiny
