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The fire freed me [affiliated with starcityhq; not an indie]

[mickpyrory-blog]

ircnmxns:

      “ maybe you just aren’t actually going out and seeing it –– people usually do that . ”

“Oh, I’ve seen it, probably more than you. Think you’re jus’ lookin’ at the rich places.”

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willwithfire:

· ·for a moment william was afraid that the older male knew of him. knew what he was, what he could do. so his pulse raised and panic almost kicked in, until his brain kicked back and told him to be smart about it. honestly, it most likely was just a way for the man to say he wanted to do some damage.·“ oh** –––- excuse me, are you speaking to me?**” he questioned in his british accent.·

“Who else am I gonna be talkin’ to, kid?” Mick gestured around them, eyebrow raising. Though, there were a few other people that he had address, but they just mostly ignored him. At least the kid responded.

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cptcolds:

IT WAS STRANGE TO FIND someone’s touch so pleasurable. All Leonard had known was the opposite, but he really enjoyed having Mick’s hands on him. Which wasn’t much of a secret anymore. Especially as the older man had started rubbing at his crotch with his fingers. Another soft moan slipping out of his lips at the touch.

He really needed these pants off, which he imagines will happen soon with how fast things were moving. They lived a fast paced life so this didn’t surprise him. He gave a nod to Mick, giving him the okay to start removing the tight pants that were covering his legs.

Hastily, Mick unbutton Snart’s jeans, though he slowed down at the zipper. He wanted to enjoy this moment, the first time he was getting Snart naked. Sure, he’s seen the other man bare before, they’ve spent 30 years practically living together, it was impossible to avoid. But this was special, a step forward and there really was no going back.

His fingers dragged the zipper down slowly, smirking. “How’d you even fit underwear with these?” He chuckled, the sound bubbling out of him. “C’mon. Buck.” He tugged at the pants, trying to pull it down and would appreciate some help. Even with the buttons and zipper open, they still hugged Snart’s thighs like they were painted on. Ridiculous.

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impulscs:

“I DON’T THINK THAT’S how it works, man. Unless you explode your computer or something.” Bart laughed at the idea of someone blowing up their computer for fun, but that wasn’t a good idea. “Maybe a blog is out of the question then.”

“I like things exploding.” Mick gave the kid a vicious grin, one of his more crazy ones. “Not a bad idea, kid.” Hell, he’s sure Snart might let him blow something up as long as it wasn’t in the house.

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ircnmxns:

    “ yeah no –– i’d rather you not do that , i’ve put too much money into this city for you to burn it down . ”

“What a waste o’money.” Mick muttered, shaking his head. “You ain’t doin’ a very good job, city sucks.”

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grcenflamed:

“I’m never against setting things on fire but I don’t think people are the best option.”

“People light up so well, though.” Mick frowned, “What other options would there be?”

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ghcstridethewhip:

     “ well, this is ironic.” robbie replied, then shrugged. he was curious. “ what for, man?”

“What d’ya think? People are shitty, city’s shitty and fire’s a great way to make all that go ‘way.”

[yovnggod]

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you” (insp)

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hvntrxss:

“I could get with that.” Helena sighed, drumming her fingers against the wooden bar. “Preferably the people who’ve been on my ass lately.”

“Ah, at least one person agrees with me.” Mick nodded, tilting back the drink in his hand. “Who you runnin’ from? I’ll be more than happy to burn a few people.”

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kensingtcnx:

    “ i would prefer it if you didn’t –– i’m not really a fan of fire . ”

“Why not? Fire’s great, lots of heat, lots of burning.”

[mickpyrory-blog]

upallnight2getl0ki:

Loki didn’t respond immediately. He held up one index finger in a wait, give me a moment gesture as he finished slurping up the slightly deflated whipped cream at the bottom of his cup.

“All right,” he said, setting the cup aside an entirely unnecessary amount of time later. “I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

“What? You turn deaf when you drinkin’ something? Can’t multitask?” Mick scoffed, glaring at the other man. Yeah, he looked like someone Mick would love to see go up in flames. “How ‘bout I set you on fire?”

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impulscs:

“WHY DO YOU WANT TO SET PEOPLE ON FIRE? Surely there’s another solution that doesn’t involve hurting others. You ever think about starting a blog?”

“Can I set a blog on fire?” Mick asked, narrowing his eyes. He wasn’t quite sure what a blog was, though he knew enough that it was a website and that it, unfortunately, could not be set on fire. At least not a real one.

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cptcolds:

SOMETHING ENDEARING TO LEONARD about hearing Mick call him boss, even now when they were doing this. He couldn’t believe that he was allowing himself to be so vulnerable. He thought he would never get into a situation where he would like sex. It was different with Mick, and when he felt those hips rolling against him he felt a groan escape his lips for the first time.

Their lips met again, and it was a more passionate kiss. It was one that Snart didn’t hesitate to return as he found himself wanting the older male more and more, which only meant his pants were getting tighter the longer they kissed.

Mick should take this slow, eased Snart into it. He should, but he wasn’t sure if he could stop himself enough for it. Especially with the noises Snart was making. First step, breaking off that damn kiss that was leaving all kinds of feelings in him. He pulled off of the other man, rocking back to straighten up and setting his ass on Snart’s thighs.

Step two, pants really needed to be off now. Mick was having trouble and Snart couldn’t be much better, seeing how tight his actually were. He placed a hand over Snart’s crotch, giving a subtle rub and hoping for another groan or moan out of the man. Mick ignored his own problem for now, finger tracing over the button on those tight jeans, silently asking as he met Snart’s eyes.

[coldwavelegends]

You can’t change the things you did, but you can change what you become

[cptcolds]

with friends like you, who needs friends? / past

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cptcolds:

LEONARD NODDED AT THE CHOICE, stepping forward towards where the burger place was. A burger definitely sounded like a better idea right now. His gaze though shifts to turn and look at Mick when he mentions his dad.

“His name is Lewis. He’s an asshole, as you can tell. If it wasn’t for my sister I’d have killed him myself. He has always been like that, hitting us. Sometimes with a bottle instead of a fist.” Snart admitted as he saw the restaurant in view now. A sigh slipping from his lips, as he hated talking about it, but he trusts Mick.

“He used to hit us whenever we would cry. Eventually I just learned not to.”

Mick grimaced as he listened to Len. His hands clenched. Should’ve put a few more bruises on that Lewis guy. Mick’s gonna remember that name and when he was old enough to go to jail instead of juvie, there’s no doubt that Lenny’s father would be there sooner or later. He wasn’t one to look forward to the future, but knowing that they’d meet again someday and Mick was going to get to punch to his heart’s content was a pretty nice thought.

Little sister, Lenny’s mentioned her a few times before, always with a secret smile and sometimes a worried look. “Lisa, right? How old’s she?” It was bad enough Lewis was beating on the other boy, but a little girl, too? That guy was worse than Mick and Mick’s never been delusional about what kind of person he was. After all, he did leave his family to die in a fire.

At least it explained why Len was always wary of and flinching away from any touch. Mick wasn’t an overly touchy person, so it worked out pretty well for them. There were still moments when he’d brush an arm against Lenny by accident and Mick would catch the tense line of his body.

“We’ll get her out one day, then you can say bye to that asshole.” Mick promised, surprisingly meaning it. They were barely friends, but Mick’s more than happy to do this for Len. It scared him.

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“Dunno ‘bout you, but ‘m ready to set this city on fire. Or at least some of the people.”

[ittybittymattycommittee]

“О, дай ми любовта.” [x]

[cptcolds]

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