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just as a psa: you’re more likely to catch me if you need to message me over at ofindieiisms x
MICHAEL B. JORDAN BY MICHAEL ROWE | ESSENCE
Sergeant Barnes… You are to be the new fist of HYDRA
magnus entering a party & wanting to leave immediately
someone come fulfil aspen’s mommy kink and i’ll give you anything aksndkdmd
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Aspen finished up in the shower and was now stood looking in the mirror with a towel around his waist. Mack was staying over at his place for the night, and he was glad about that. He hadn’t really planned on anything more than messing about, but this was different. He knew it was different. Mack looked like someone that he knew from years ago and when he saw Mack, it brought back so many memories for him.
He heard a clatter out in the living room and he quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and his jeans on, then left the bathroom. “You alright?” Aspen asked, raising a brow towards him.
Mack was still in shock, looking at the picture that he had found. It just wasn’t clicking in his head and he didn’t know what to do. It just didn’t make sense at all. He was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t hear Aspen come into the room.
Looking back over his shoulder, the worry and confusion was evident on his face. “Aspen,” he held up the photo, “What is this? We’ve never been a date where we’ve done period pictures. Even then, this looks too good for that, this looks…” he didn’t know what to say, “It looks real, but it can’t be because that’s our faces and that would make this photo over 150 years old and that’s just impossible.”
Aspen swallowed thickly when Mack found the photo. The exact photo he never wanted him to find. The brunette remained silent for a few moments before putting his hands up defensively. “I can explain.” He said, hues shifting from the photo to the other.
“That’s the thing. That photo is real.” He began. “Obviously in the photo isn’t you, it’s someone who looks so much like you. But that is... Definitely me. From 1868. September, precisely.” Aspen said, knowing how crazy it must’ve sounded. “If you’ll just hear me out, I’ll tell you exactly what you want to know.” The older male said, wondering what Mack was thinking in that exact moment.
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This thing with Aspen was fairly new, but Mack was happy with the direction it was going so far. He was over, spending the night at Aspen’s and he was left alone for a bit. Curiosity and boredom got the better of him and he started looking around the living room. There were a few things that caught his eye, but it was his lack of coordination that revealed the biggest secret to him. He bumped a table with photo albums and a picture was shaken loose, falling to the floor.
Mack picked up but stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw what the picture was. It was an old photo, looking like it could be from one of the first cameras and it was a picture of Aspen and Mack in period clothing. It couldn’t be, and he was beyond confused.
Aspen finished up in the shower and was now stood looking in the mirror with a towel around his waist. Mack was staying over at his place for the night, and he was glad about that. He hadn’t really planned on anything more than messing about, but this was different. He knew it was different. Mack looked like someone that he knew from years ago and when he saw Mack, it brought back so many memories for him.
He heard a clatter out in the living room and he quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and his jeans on, then left the bathroom. “You alright?” Aspen asked, raising a brow towards him.
someone just give me an otp ship. throw/force us into an otp ship that is end game and lets make it work. if they break up? cool, they will get back together. if they never fight? lovely. if they yell all the time? cool. ill take any highs and lows and run with it.
Adulthood™
the thoughts of this being wrong completely slipped aspen’s mind as he and tate kept on kissing. the only thing he could think of was how much he wanted this. the younger ,male took off his own shirt, then continued to kiss him. “want you.” he breathed, lips ghosting his.
tate was ready for anything, pretty much down for it until he head aspen. god what was he doing, he couldn’t do this, he was his brother in law. the blonde pushed away and sighed shaking his head. “n-no… this, this is very wrong i-i’m sorry.”
Aspen’s brows furrowed slightly at the other, especially when he pushed away. He swallowed thickly then bit down on his bottom lip. “What was stopping you kiss me?” He asked, their bodies still close.
open to: m/nb connection: one of aspen’s clients
Aspen was stood in the doorway, looking at the client who was there. He had finished his shift not too long ago, and he was glad he lived not far from his workplace so it made commuting easier. He wasn’t sure how they found out where he lived, but he didn’t want to question it - although slightly concerning. “What exactly can I do for you then? My business hours finished twenty minutes ago.” He said to them, a smirk toying on his lips.
i just ordered a pizza so PIZZA PARTAAAAY @ MY PLACE PEEPS
“I know. Dont act like you didn’t enjoy it.” The vampire joked. “It can always turn to honest infatuation.” Aspen teased, edging closer until he was at the foot of the faerie prince’s bed. He couldnt resist eyeing the other’s frame. “Thanks for calling me handsome, by the way. The feeling is mutual.”
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