Like what?
Mm, I knew you were all talk.
You know like what. But I can resist.
You just started. Go on a little, then I'll give you a massage.
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@dr-karevil
Like what?
Mm, I knew you were all talk.
You know like what. But I can resist.
You just started. Go on a little, then I'll give you a massage.
Text ✉ Alex & Meredith
Mer: Whoops, wrong number.
Mer: Kidding. Of course it's you.
Mer: Jo. Derek wanted her.
Mer: You're just saying that because you want a god child.
Alex: Ha ha.
Alex: Uh, well, I'm a little surprised you would trust me with your kid.
Alex: Oh God, Jo and me, that can only end badly.
Alex: Well duh, nobody ever picked me as a godparent before. Make sure I'll get to be one.
I would never try to do something like that.
Flattery will get you everywhere, and yes, I think it’s only fair.
Stop looking at me like that.
You just go on a little more.
Text ✉ Alex & Meredith
Mer: Guess what?
Mer: Derek and I each chose a godparent for the fetus, and I chose you.
Mer: If it lives that long. Who knows. I have horrible luck.
Alex: Me? Are you serious?
Alex: And who's my future co-parent if you two croak?
Alex: I'd say two miscarriages is enough for a lifetime. If Yang can have a kid, so can you.
She said something about giving DeBamble the baby and running away. Nope, definitely not gonna support that. Well, I don’t want to either. She’s freakin 18, I’m sure she knows all that crap… And that douche is a doctor- God Jo, now I feel sick again.
Well, if that’s what she wants, you have to. Yeah, I’m sure she does too, but what if she doesn’t, and ends up pregnant?
Are you serious? You want me to support her with abandoning her baby?
Ha ha, very funny. You know as well as me that with the chemo- oh crap. [suddenly his face falls] She most likely won't ever have kids- if she makes it through the cancer...
Bathtub, last offer.
[moans lightly as Jo starts massaging him] Uhhh that feels good. Why the hell did I never make you do this before?
Fine, better than nothing, I suppose. [smirks, rubbing his shoulders] You did, I just never agreed to it.
Don't even try to seduce me while we're in the kitchen or something. [enjoys the massage] You should've. You're freakin' great at this. So great I feel like I should return the favour.
character tropes: Jo Wilson
This constant being sick is really making me hate my job.
See, better than hurting boobs.
Okay. But you’re gonna keep the baby, huh? You didn’t say anything about abortion.
Yeah, I guess.
I don’t know. It’d be better aborting it than abandoning it.
Don't make me play the optimistic one. You know I suck at it.
I'd say so. Look, whatever you wanna do, I've got your back.
This constant being sick is really making me hate my job.
You love screwing.
Dude’s not going anywhere. He looks like a freakin puppy, not a clue what to do. It’s almost sickening. Stop pushing him away.
I do love screwing.
Alex, I can’t.
See, better than hurting boobs.
Okay. But you're gonna keep the baby, huh? You didn't say anything about abortion.
This constant being sick is really making me hate my job.
That goes away. And then comes the phase where you wanna screw everything that walks by.
Whatever- it’s not like I care. Are you still avoiding him? Cos he wants to be there for you, you know.
Oh that’s gonna be so much fun.
…What do you expect?
You love screwing.
Dude's not going anywhere. He looks like a freakin puppy, not a clue what to do. It's almost sickening. Stop pushing him away.
This constant being sick is really making me hate my job.
How’re you doin? Heard that you told DeBamble.
I feel like crap. My boobs hurt. That’s not his name idiot.
That goes away. And then comes the phase where you wanna screw everything that walks by.
Whatever- it's not like I care. Are you still avoiding him? Cos he wants to be there for you, you know.
This constant being sick is really making me hate my job.
Don’t puke on me.
Funny. Jackass.
How're you doin? Heard that you told DeBamble.
No, not that. She’s been abandoned by her father, and you by your mother. You both know how crappy that is. Would you give your kid away?
Why do I gotta do that? Can’t you do that, as her future sister-in-law or whatever? You’re a chick, and she’s a chick- and I don’t wanna have that talk with her…
No, but I can’t speak for Hallie, and if that’s what she wants to do, you have to support her.
I could, but I really, really don’t want to.
She said something about giving DeBamble the baby and running away. Nope, definitely not gonna support that. Well, I don't want to either. She's freakin 18, I'm sure she knows all that crap... And that douche is a doctor- God Jo, now I feel sick again.
I’ll take that as a compliment, Wilson.
We’ve been in the ring. In the safe ring. God, I know you like it a little wild, but what if something happens?
What can I say? I want my massage.
Good, because I rarely give them, so remember this one. The safe ring is exactly that. Safe. And I’m tired of safe, I want exciting.
Yeah, yeah. Shut up and come here.
Bathtub, last offer.
[moans lightly as Jo starts massaging him] Uhhh that feels good. Why the hell did I never make you do this before?
Well, we’re getting married, and she’s not even dating Robbie. Bit of a difference.
Stop being so dramatic. Seriously though, talk to her. Make sure she’s being…safe.
No, not that. She's been abandoned by her father, and you by your mother. You both know how crappy that is. Would you give your kid away?
Why do I gotta do that? Can't you do that, as her future sister-in-law or whatever? You're a chick, and she's a chick- and I don't wanna have that talk with her...