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[nessarhodes-blog]

Hearing the door, she was having her back on, open, Nessa rolled her eyes. “For the last time, I’m not making you a vibrator with a voice control,” she grunted, but as she turned around, her face took a mortified expression. “I’m so sorry, I thought I was talking to someone else,” she squeaked cheeks burning furiously.

[thcprogram-blog1]

     ❝ Oh ! ❞ 

    If there’s one thing Marcos still can’t wrap his head around, it’s the human bowel movement. No matter how many books he’s read on it, he can’t come to terms with the fact that something so ugly can come from something so beautiful. It’s an embarrassing phenomen that sends a hot flush of color to the surface of his cheeks as he turns bashfully away with the other.

      ❝ Geez, I’m- I’m sorry. ❞ He’s angry with himself for having wandered so far away from camp, fumbling in his pockets for napkins. Has he got any of those in there? ❝ Do you need, uh, any help? ❞ It’s a stupid question to ask, he knows it is, but he’s not sure what to do now, besides running away.

[nciveisms-blog]

          SHE FELT OUT of place to say the least as she attempted to put together the tent she was given with shaking hands. her eyes were too distracted by those that were around her, her body full of adrenaline but also anxiety, causing her mind to pound against her skull from the inner hot and cold fight she was going through. taking a step back to watch her tent fall once again, she let out the breath she had been holding. ‘ shit --, ’ she muttered through plump lips, her eyes searching around for any sort of help.

[anthonydel-g-blog]

“Huh? Oh sorry, I was listening I swear.. Just.. repeat what you said for safe measures.. I think I damaged my ear drums with a q-tip..”

[hcnlcyss]

              A NOWHERE BETWEEN TWO SOMEWHERES; the mojave desert was a vast landscape that jax was all too familiar with. unnecessarily long journeys from his native reno were required regularly -- any and all crimes were buried beneath the dry dirt, far enough away that he could hardly be held accountable for his wrongdoings; it was simply too big a search. still, they had been camped here for a while now, and jax had yet to see a single familiar landmark, content with the tedious repetition of scenery if it meant his past would would remain both figuratively and literally b u r i e d.

           “i’d keep an eye out, if i were you,” he called to the person approaching, wicked smirk hiding far                         too much. “wouldn’t want to trip over a rock or, like, a limb, or somethin’.”

[bjiou-blog1]

"You know how cold the desert gets at night.." Bijou reminded the other, hands still obediently holding up a jacket before the other. "With all due respect.. I know you're a strong person.. but you can't do much if you  die from hypothermia.. Honestly.. you will thank me afterwards.."

[esteclaxton-blog]

It was late, too late to still be working. Este found it necessary to sit and continue on with what she’d been working on all day, something about leaving it unfinished didn’t sit right with her for once. Eyes drooping and focusing solely on repairing the damaged device before her, she hadn’t noticed another person in the room with her until a thump had her wide eyed and jumping in her seat. A sigh left her lips, putting the tools down and moving to face the person. “Fuck, nothing like a heart attack to keep you awake, huh?” 

[intcngcble-blog]

          it was Q U I E T ; just how she liked it. she was able to focus on the movements around her rather than the useless gossip of those that usually surrounded her and clouded her mind with distractions and unneeded conversations. moving slightly to the left, the brunette heard something behind her, causing her instincts to pick fight instead of flight, pulling her gun from behind her back and pointing it towards the other, dropping it soon after. 

          ‘ hasn’t anyone told you NOT to sneak up on someone with a gun? ’