❛ IM THE GODDAMN HERO ! ❜

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BUTT STUFF

[ to: Jack ]: Thank God. I was starting to get itchy. [ to: Jack ]: Well… that isn’t entirely inaccurate. You like the attention too, though. [ to: Jack ]: No, it’s definitely me. You can be number 2, just this once. This is my spotlight. [ to: Jack ]: They’d have more of a sense of humor if finals and thesis deadlines weren’t so close, you know. They’re me on one of my bad days. Today is just a good day because I’m seeing you. [ to: Jack ]: You call me sappy, but you’re just as bad as I am. I know the truth. You’re gonna kiss me as soon as you see me, and do that soft smile you always pretend you aren’t doing.

  12.26pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Missing riding my cock, baby boy?

  12.26pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Sugar I don’t need social media for attention. I                                                   can’t step out without a picture being taken. And                                                   I don’t mean you. 

  12.27pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] I guess I’ll take No 2 until I find myself a filthy rich,                                                   super hot sugar daddy too. 

  12.27pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] You don’t have to worry about your thesis ok? I’ve                                                    got you covered, princess. 

  12.29pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Me? Sappy? You need a psych eval Rhysie? I’m                                                   never kissing you AGAIN and I certainly don’t                                                   friggin’ SMILE at you, that’s ridiculous

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here the thing about memes with me:

idk if a lot of people i am mutuals with are scared to send them? idk if i am intimidating, i try not to be at all. i try to make myself as approachable as possible. but here’s the lowdown about memes with me.

YOU’VE SENT 6 MEMES ALREADY? SEND THE MEME YOU’VE NEVER INTERACTED WITH ME AT ALL? SEND THE MEME YOU’RE NOT SURE IF YOU’RE ALLOWED TO SEND IT CAUSE IT’S SHIPPY? SEND IT.

memes are amazing ice breakers. they’re wonderful ways to see how our characters might interact together in a thread. my only rule is that i only take memes from mutuals. i have no other rules. when in doubt, SEND THE MEME.

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BUTT STUFF

[ to: Jack ]:  I’m putting the claws away, but only because you’re promising me donuts and probably sex. [ to: Jack ]: I don’t have a social media obsession! I just have to stake my claim for thousands of people to know that I’m the luckiest man on Earth. For various reasons. [ to: Jack ]: I’m packing up my things as we speak. I’m tired of staring at gray walls, anyway. [ to: Jack ]: The other students in the office were starting to glare because I wouldn’t stop laughing at my phone. I may have just made some college undergrads very, very angry. [ to: Jack ]: Can’t wait to see you again.

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Donuts and DEFINITELY sex

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] You mean you use me to get the prettiest photos                                                   possible so you can garner MORE thousands of                                                   mindless sheep. 

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] That’s funny, cupcake, I thought I was the luckiest                                                   guy on Earth???

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Maybe they should get a friggin’ sense of humor                                                   then, dickwads. 

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Can’t wait to see you either, you sappy fuck. Hurry                                                    up and get that fine ass here

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⌈♔⌋ To see the normally stammering double actually take initiative – and here Jack thought he’d never see the day. No matter if this surge of confidence came from being half way to wasted, drunken and stumbling, clumsily grasping as he demanded a kiss, the CEO could definitely get into it. Honestly, he wouldn’t have to lose his temper on the poor double so often if he could just get down that swagger. Thoroughly bemused, bringing a hand to the back of the other man’s head, he turned his head to roughly reciprocate the gesture, figuring he might as well reward the doppelganger’s courage.

Yeah, in hindsight maybe Tim shouldn’t have decided to try and keep pace with Jack of all people, but it had been a long week, a REALLY long week, and he’d been surprised enough when Jack pulled out the sleek bottle that Tim hadn’t said no. And Jack ... well he’d just kept pouring. 

Except now the office is definitely starting to SPIN around him, a sickening blur of the usual sharp edges, and Tim sways as he stands, makes his way to the bathroom with unsteady steps and slurred out reasoning. The room is still dizzying when he returns, and his head is THROBBING, but Jack’s sitting there, looking so bemused, so ASSHOLEY that Tim just wants to ... Kiss that smug expression away.  He stumbles gracefully over to Jack, half falling into his lap before he can finally get their lips to touch, a gasp bubbling up out of him as that strong hand tugs at his hair, and teeth nip a little viciously. God, it’s just ... It’s just the alcohol, but Jack’s so fucking handsome, so full of himself, and Tim’s trying to melt into him, to get more, press them together and touch every part of Jack he can reach. 

          ❝ — Mm, kiss me ‘gain, Jackass. You taste like ... You                  taste GROSS bu’ kiss me. Please. ❞

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ASSHAT

[ to: Jack ]: Me, being a little shit? Unheard of. [ to: Jack ]: All of them know, and none of them are the most keen. Vaughn does his best to be supportive but most of the time it’s a “don’t ask, don’t tell” kind of thing. [ to: Jack ]: So mean to me, aren’t you. [ to: Jack ]: Oh, so I’m yours but you’re not mine? Is that how we’re playing this now? Because I can think of a person or two who would love to make a notch in the bedpost out of me. [ to: Jack ]: But we both know you wouldn’t want or allow that. So let’s either of us not make any empty threats when you know I’M the only one you actually want, huh? Otherwise, you can lose my number. [ to: Jack ]: I’ll be meeting you in your office after I’m done in the student adjunct. We’ll make a date out of it. And I DO want donuts. Reese’s peanut butter cup donuts. A whole dozen of them. Shaped like hearts so I can take pictures for Instagram and Facebook.

  12.21pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] What do you mean “don’t ask, don’t tell”? You’re saying                                                   that they don’t want to know what I do to that hot little                                                   body of yours? 

  12.23pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Kitten, don’t be like that, I just don’t get why you aren’t                                                   hurrying up here already

  12.31pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Sorry who’s this? How did you get my personal number?

  12.31pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] I’m kidding, I’m kidding, don’t get those cute panties                                                  twisted, pumpkin. I’ll get you your donuts baby, and you                                                  can take as many pictures as you want for your weird little                                                  social media obsession. 

   12.33pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Tell them to hurry the fuck up, I want you here asap.                                                    Gotta squeeze our date in before the board meeting this                                                    afternoon.   

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                                                    if there is a god                                         he will have to beg my forgiveness

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BUTT STUFF

[ to: Jack ]: Are you offering to have donuts sent to my shoe box office? Jack, this is so sudden. I… I don’t know what to say. [ to: Jack ]: Oh, they’d be blessed by your presence, sure. Less blessed by you getting ‘handsy.’ [ to: Jack ]: You sure you want me up there spreading my intern germs around your swanky office? [ to: Jack ]: Also, am I coming up BEFORE or AFTER the donuts? Chronology is key, here.

  12.15pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] If you’re gonna be a little shit about it                                                   sweetheart, you can kiss nutty chocolatta                                                   goodbye

 12.15pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] I own them. I’d like to see them call me out                                                 on it. 

 12.16pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Don’t they know who you’re fuckin’, baby                                                  boy?

 12.16pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] Before. I don’t want to see your gross face,                                                  post-stuffing.

 12.19pm [ sms;; CUPCAKE ] On second thought, you're right about the                                                 germs. Maybe I’ll just have to ask the new                                                 head of R&D if she’d like to come for a private                                                 tour of the office instead.  

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[ im heading 2 sleep / lurking for the night but i have zilch to do tomorrow except pack so im gonna tackle n queue drafts then && launch my new blog ffft ]

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