#ch:logan

[angel-archivist]

Logan my bebi from the animatic 

[ahsokaismyqueen]

[ text ] Whatever, I’m going to sleep. // [ text ] Jesus Christ sorry I didn’t have my phone on me for one minute. You’re honestly overreacting. // [ text ] I don’t want to do this anymore. // [ text ] [ ✓ Read 00:00 AM ] // [ text ] Do I have to?

[text] Whatever, I’m going to sleep. 

[text] Oh, come on, don’t be like that. 

[text] Are you really going to let me be this bored on a stakeout? 

[text] Just because we had a disagreement about cheesesticks? 

[text] I’m still not going to take it back. 

[text] Sonic’s Cheesesticks are better than anywhere else’s. 

[text] Jesus Christ sorry I didn’t have my phone on me for one minute. You’re honestly overreacting. 

[text] Oh really? 

[text] You’re on an extremely dangerous mission

[text] Where you could very likely get killed at any second

[text] And you didn’t answer your very pregnant girlfriend’s call

[text] AND NOW I’M OVERREACTING? 

[text] I don’t want to do this anymore.

[text] And by this you mean . . . 

[text] the job? 

[text] Being a Princess? 

[text] Going to get your hair done? 

[text] I hope not us. 

[text] [ ✓ Read 00:00 AM ]

[text] Really? 

[text] You’re going to leave me on “read”?

[text] You know that phones don’t really send that as a message right? 

[text] So I know you’re there. 

[text] Scarlet, please, I didn’t mean what I said, you know that. 

[text] Do I have to? 

[text] Yes, unfortunately you have to go to work. 

[text] At least that’s what you told me last night. 

[text] When you were running out of the room.

[text] You’ve really got to stop doing that, you know. 

[text] I’m starting to get a reputation with my downstairs neighbors. 

[ahsokaismyqueen]

"My girlfriend’s bitchin’ 'cause I always sleep in." // "She's kinda hot though." // "Every night I almost call you just to say it always will be you, wherever you are." // "Everybody wants to take you home tonight, but I'm gonna find a way to make you mine." // "Just turn around and forget what you saw." // "You're way too cool." // "I was looking for attention." // "I'm over this, I'm over you." // "I can give you what you want."

“My girlfriend’s bitchin’ ‘cause I always sleep in.”

The music hit Simon’s ears almost as soon as he stepped foot into the apartment. He wasn’t actually supposed to be home yet. He had told Ellis that the hospital wanted him to work a double, and originally they had. then his boss found out that he had already worked two doubles this week and insisted that he go home and get some rest. It had been pointless to argue. He hadn’t thought it would be important to call Ellis and let her know. Now, as he watched her dance around the living room, holding her belly in one hand and a brush in the other, he thought maybe he should have. A grin fell on his face as she continued to miss him, and he sat the two large pizzas he had brought home on the table. It had been one of her cravings lately. He leaned against the doorway, and wondered how long it would take her to notice him. It wasn’t until a twirl that she did, and her face immediately flushed. Simon had to admit it was pretty adorable. Of course, he thought everything she did was adorable. “Boss told me to leave, so I did. I’ll call next time. Actually, I probably won’t because I enjoyed the concert.” He couldn’t help but tease her. He did hold up the pizza for a peace offering though. “But I did go get pizza.”

“She’s kinda hot though.”

Part of Logan wanted to laugh. The other half of him wanted to roll his eyes. They had just almost been killed and the first thing Jude says is how hot the girl is. He assumed that it was some sort of shock thing, but it was still ridiculous. Logan couldn’t resist making a comment about that though. “Oh yeah, she was super hot when she was running after us with that ax.” Logan added sarcastically, shaking his head as he kicked the mentioned weapon further away. He was pretty sure that the woman was out, but he wanted to make sure just in case she wasn’t she couldn’t reach it. He had just spent far too much time running, and he didn’t think he had it in him anymore to run again. Man, he needed to get back into the gym. He breathed hard, letting his back rest against the wall with his hands on his knees. Logan didn’t pay much attention to Jude until his breath had returned to him. When he did, he grabbed her arm and pulled her close, checking her all over for any signs of injury. She seemed to be okay, but he was sure she’d have a couple of bruises from the fall she took. “Are you okay?” He asked her, concern lacing his tone.

“Every night I almost call you just to say it always will be you, wherever you are.”

Dominic wasn’t sure how to react. He had known that Gracen had feelings for him. How could he not? She had spent so much time trying to seduce him, he knew it couldn’t be just about sex. He knew she was persistent, but he didn’t think that anyone could actually be that persistent. Not about just getting sex at least. He knew there had to be some feelings involved there. To hear her speak them though? Especially now? It was like pile after pile of information. First she had told him that she was pregnant, and now she was admitting her feelings. It was all just so much, he didn’t know what to do. His mind was spinning with so many thoughts he felt dizzy. He wanted to get away. He wanted to hold himself up in his workroom. He wanted to spend hours and hours in there sculpting away with nothing else to distract him. He always loved working because it was the only time that he felt like he got a clear head, and that was what he was craving. Dominic knew, or well he hoped, that maybe once his head was clear, so would his decision. There were just too many factors at play. There were too many things to consider, and Dominic needed time to think. At the same time though, he knew that Gracen didn’t want that. He knew what Gracen wanted, and honestly, what he wanted as well. He just didn’t know if he could do it. “I - I need to think.” He finally told her.

“Everybody wants to take you home tonight, but I’m gonna find a way to make you mine.”

“Shush,” Rayne muttered, hiding her face in her chest. There was a grin on her face though, and embarrassed one, but a smile none the less. “You know I’m already yours.” She insisted. She was. Rayne was t completely his for as long as he would have her. It didn’t matter how many guys were staring at her, and they were staring tonight. It seemed that James’s sisters had done almost too well making her up tonight. Even Rayne had to admit though, even she thought she looked pretty amazing. The pale, pink dress hugged her every curve, tightening over her hips and clinging to her thighs. It rested at a respectable length a little beneath her knees. It was the tightest, most glamorous thing she had ever worn. Well other than her wedding dress, but technically she hadn’t worn that yet. She could still dance though and that was the important thing. After all, it was her rehearsal dinner. She was supposed to be the best looking one there. At least according to James’s sister. Rayne didn’t care though. All this wedding stuff had been fun, and spending time with family and friends was amazing. The thing was, Rayne was just happy she was marrying James. None of the rest mattered too much to her. She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, grabbing his hand and smiling at the ring on her finger. “Besides, I think this ring kind of lets everyone know I’m yours. Well, and the fact that this is our rehearsal dinner.” Rayne teased.

“Just turn around and forget what you saw.”

“Easier said than done!” He was so nonchalant about all this she was starting to wonder if he was crazy. Or maybe he was one of those people who just didn’t feel emotions? That was the only logical explanation that she could think of. It was so easy for him to just blow this off his back, but she couldn’t do that. He had been in situations like this for his whole life. It would be easy for him to just turn around and forget what they had seen, but it wasn’t that easy for Maria. She didn’t know if she would able to get that image out of her mind. The imagine of the man beaten to a bloody pulp by Thaddeus. The guy wasn’t even moving anymore! Maria didn’t think that he was dead, but he looked like he wasn’t far from it. Then Thaddeus just wanted her to turn around and act like it never happened? How the hell was she supposed to do that! It was almost as if it was a wake up call for her. For so long she had acted like this whole bodyguard situation was unnecessary. She didn’t think that anyone would actually act on these threats, but she had just been proven wrong. “I … we’re not just going to leave him here are we?” Maria asked incredulously. They had to call the police or something, didn’t they? Even if this guy was total scum and had just tried to kidnap her.

“You’re way too cool.”

“I know, right? And to think, you’re the movie star. It doesn’t make sense.” Lyra leaned her head back against his shoulder, grinning up at him. She quickly turned her attention back to the iPad in her hand though, not wanting to mess up. So what if she was playing a Ninja Turtles game? Ninja Turtles were awesome. The old ones of course. The newer ones not so much in her opinion. It wasn’t the coolest thing a woman and her boyfriend could be doing in Paris, but they were both exhausted. True to her usual, she had dragged Thayer all around Paris this morning. They had been to so many sights that she couldn’t count them all. Not to mention they had gotten to most of them by walking. The good news was Lyra had gotten to do everything she wanted to do in Paris. Except walk around at night and see all the lights, but they could do that tomorrow. Right now, it was cool, she was in a nice big king sized bed. She was wrapped in her boyfriend’s arms, and she had a wonderful view of the Eiffel Tower from the open balcony. Lyra was content. After finally beating the level she was on, she turned the screen off and snuggled into his arms for a moment. It was completely silent as they just enjoyed being in each other’s presence. “Do you want to go sit on the balcony? We’ve got blankets and wine?” She asked, biting her lip in a slightly pleading manner. She knew how much that drove him crazy.

“I was looking for attention.”

“You’re always looking for attention.” She mumbled, pressing the cool cloth against his eye. “I still don’t think the best way to be looking for attention is by picking fights with my now ex.” Vivian shook her head, brushing a hand through his soft locks. She was a little worried, but the half smile she was supporting never went down. As upset as she was that Remi had gotten hurt because of her, she was glad it was over. Her whole body felt light with relief. There was nothing holding her back anymore, and she was just so … happy. Vivian sat down in his lap, pressing a kiss to the top of Remi’s head before finally removing the cloth from his face. “This is most likely going to bruise.” She told him, tenderly brushing her fingertips against the red skin. “At least you’ll look like a badass though?” She said, trying to find the bright side for him. Vivian didn’t think that he cared too much. No, he was much too pleased about the fact that she had broken up with her boyfriend to be mad. She would be annoyed at his cheery behavior after getting in a fight if it wasn’t adorable. “You don’t mind if I stay here tonight, do you?” She asked him, her fingers tracing small circles on his chest. “I don’t want to leave you.” She added, once again noticing just how freeing it felt to be able to tell the truth.

“I’m over this, I’m over you.”

“I think that’s for the best.” Skye admitted even though her heart was screaming otherwise. She couldn’t look in the mirror. She couldn’t let him see her. If he saw her, she thought his resolve might break. He didn’t like it when she cried. So she kept her eyes locked straight down to her knees. Even though she could feel the tears dripping down her cheeks, she hoped he couldn’t feel them. Skye knew that sometimes he could feel things touching her. In fact she had a clear memory of how he could feel her touch and likewise. It was one of the reasons they were having this conversation. Skye was going to have to get married soon, and Lincoln was good to her. He took care of her, and here she was, cheating on him with a Hydra agent of all things. Well, that wasn’t fair. Grant wasn’t = a Hydra agent, and he didn’t even want to be one anymore. Still, as good as his intentions were, she knew it couldn’t work. Not that she didn’t want it to work. It couldn’t work. So as badly as her heart was breaking right now. She needed to try and be strong. It wouldn’t be that hard for her. She was used to faking it. “I think we should just cut all ties. I just … I can’t be like this anymore. I can’t be stuck wanting someone that I know I can never have. It’s not fair. To anyone.” Skye told him, wrapping her arms around herself as if to hold herself together.

"I can give you what you want."

Ava looked up from her hands at Lucas's words. That wasn't the response that she had expected. She hadn't expected a response at all actually. She was more just venting and throwing out all her feelings. It was strange for her, since she had spent so much time bottling up what she was thinking. At the same time though, it was so freeing. To be honest, she had kind of forgotten that he was there. She had gotten so lost in her words. Now though, that he had spoken, she had to go think back to what she had said. The last thing that she remembered was saying how she wished she could find someone. Find someone who would stay. Who would be there for her. If he wasn't looking at her the way he was, she would have thought that he was joking. There wasn't anything in his face though that seemed teasing. "I . . . Lucas . . ." She honestly had no idea what to say. Of course she liked him. She had liked him for a long time now, but always thought of him as unattainable. Right now though, it seemed he wasn't. At that point, Ava did the first thing that came into her mind. It didn't matter that her makeup was all smudged from her tears. It didn't mind that they were sitting on some uncomfortable stairs. Nothing mattered except the both of them. Without another moment's hesitation she leaned forward to met his lips.

[ahsokaismyqueen]

[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet? // text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while… if you happen to find your balls then join us // [text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”

[text] Hyyypothetically, what would you do if you happened to see my boobs on the internet? 

[text] I . . . 

[text] Well honey I’d be surprised. 

[text] I thought that was only for my eyes? 

[unsent] Is this a joke Beatrix? Because you know as well as I do I’ve never seen your . . . chest.

[text] Do me a favor I want you to reach down the front of your pants and underwear and just feel around for a while . . . If you happen to find your balls then join us. 

[text] I know you’re pissed, Jude, but you also know I can’t go. 

[text] I’m trying to stay on your dad’s good side for the moment

[text] And that includes taking some of his shifts if he needs me too. 

[text] It sucks, but I’m not going to piss your dad off anymore than I have to. 

[text] and then she said I drew a line on her forehead with my cum and whispered “Simba”

[text] Oh. My. God. 

[text] Please tell me you’re joking. 

[text] You should not have told me that because now I can’t stop laughing and this guy is looking at me like I’m crazy. 

[text] Please come save me, and tell me more of your drunken tales? 

[ahsokaismyqueen]

“I don’t do boyfriends.” // “Wait, you`re gay?” // “Like I’d ever wanna screw you.” // “Just don’t lie to me. If one more man lies to me, I swear to God…” // “See, sexting pays off.”

“I don’t do boyfriends.”

“But you used to …” Noel said with a giggle as she leanedagainst Beckett’s shoulder. Okay, so maybe she was just a little past very,very drunk. She wanted to let loose though. Things had been too serious latelybetween them and well, the whole town, so when a party was announced, Noeljumped at the chance. She might have gone a little overboard with the wholeparty thing, but at least she looked hot as hell in her lace white shirt thatshowed off her midriff and her black leather pants, and she wanted to put thathotness to good use, and right now that consisted of fantasizing which guy shewould want to have a threesome with. “Cody is sexy in that adorable way, andhe’s such a good guy, I bet he’s good at sex. He looks like he would be good atsex. Not as good as you of course.” She assured him, leaning close to nibble onhis ear, her hand sliding up his thigh slowly and deliberately. “I don’t thinkanyone could be as good as you with sex.” She murmured, squeezing his thigh.“And now thinking about having sex with you really makes me want to have sexwith you. Where did you park the car again?” Noel asked with a mischievoussmirk.

“Wait, you’re gay?”

“What? No! I - I’m not gay.” Xavier denied quickly, violently shaking hishead. That was just what he needed, having the girl he was in love withthinking he was gay. That was usually how things worked for him anyway. If itcould go wrong, it would. A little voice inside of him told him that thingscould work out very well for him right now if he wanted. The girl of hisdreams, Calla Marks, wanted to have sex with him, and she was making it veryhard to resist while she looked up at him with those beautiful eyes, her lipspouting out at him, obviously upset that he had rejected her. Obviously, thelook made his heart clench, and he spoke up quickly to try and alleviate herupset. “It’s not that I don’t want to … I definitely want to, I meandefinitely-” he was momentarily distracted when her lips found their way backto his neck, and he shivered slightly at the sensation. “But I - we, we can’tCalla.” He quickly moved out of her reach so she couldn’t touch him and testhis resolve. “I don’t want to do this while you’re drunk because I know if wedo, you’re not going to remember it in the morning, and I will.” Xavier turnedaway from her, pacing back and forth. “And it would kill me. Waking up andremembering being with the girl I’m crazy about and this … Awesome nightbecause I’m sure it would be, like better than awesome. Probably amazing, butknowing you wouldn’t remember it …” He turned back to find Calla passed out onher bed and sighed, walking over to her and tucking her in, wrapping the sheetsaround her with a soft smile. “It wouldn’t be worth it.” He finished, brushingsome hair back from her face before cutting off the lights, hoping for her toget some sleep.

“Like I’d ever want to screw you.”

He had to seriously fight back a smirk at those words, andfrom the look on Skye’s face, she was fighting the same thing, even though shehad said the words. Frankly, Grant thought that her words were a bit of anoverkill, but it was mildly amusing. Especially since Grant knew for a factthat she would screw him. That she had screwed him several times now as amatter of fact. He knew that she insisted that they keep their relationship asecret, and right now, in front of their friends, that was what they had to do.He still wasn’t really up to date on SHIELD’s procedures on having relationswith coworkers was, but he was pretty sure that having sex with his SO wasprobably forbidden. His eyes still trained on Skye, shaking his head as if hewas slightly offended by her statement, he couldn’t help but think it was agood thing he had always been a rule breaker anyway.

“Just don’t lie to me. If one more man lies to me, I swear to God …”

“I’m not going to lie to you.” Logan insisted before she could even really finish her sentence. “I’ll probably be more on the side of brutally honest.” He told her with a little smile, cupping her face in his hands so she had to keep his eyes locked on him. He knew that she had been hurt before, and he knew that with the nature of his job, keeping secrets was a huge part of it, but the fact was, he loved Jude. He knew that she was the one that he wanted to be with for a long time, as long as she would have him, and he didn’t want to risk losing that over his job. He loved his job, don’t get him wrong, but she was more important. “I know, and you know I’m not going to be able to give you every detail of everything I do, because you know what danger that could put you in, but I promise to be as truthful with you as I can. I don’t want to lose you, Jude. Over anything.” He assured her, brushing some of her hair back from her face.

“See, sexting pays off.”

Skye let out a breathless laugh, her heart still pounding a million miles a minute as she watched the security guard practically run out of the building and to the outside. “Does this really count as sexting? We were im-ing.” She teased as she tapped away at the keyboard. It was times like these when Skye panicked during field work, that she was really glad she had a trained spy in her ear to keep her calm. Even though Grant’s presence might not be physically with her, it sure felt like it. It was a comfort she was probably getting too attached to. She couldn’t help it though. It seemed like he was the only thing that could keep her calm in a mission, like he was her very own superhero, keeping her safe with his skills that she knew could rival her own SOs. Not to mention he was creative at getting out of situations, like coming up with a plan to have her sexting the guard from his superior’s computer. In fact, she was a little surprised she hadn’t thought of it herself. She guessed the art of seduction was one of the things they taught in Hydra. That thought made her uncomfortable though, and she quickly focused back on the mission, tapping her ear wig and speaking to Coulson. “Coast is clear for extraction AC.” She said simply, grinning at her success.

[ahsokaismyqueen]

"I think I love you." // "I don't wanna get hurt." // "I can't erase you." // "Can I kiss you?" // "Stop leading me on." //

“I think I love you.”

Eric’s lips froze against Faya’s neck where he had currentlybeen worshipping her skin. Surely she hadn’t just said that, right? She couldn’thave said that. She knew how skittish he was about that sort of stuff. He hadbeen very clear that there was nothing here other than just him being her boyfriend.That was as far as his commitment could go. Love was not going to factor intoit as much as he … as strong as his feelings for her might end up being, hecouldn’t go there. He was about to graduate from school. He was about to go offon his own, and he couldn’t have a girl, no matter how crazy he was about her,holding him back. With the realization, Eric’s lips moved up her skin slowly,taking in every single breath she took, and how she felt, tasted, against hislips. His arms tightened around her, burying his face in her hair for a momentand just taking in the scent that was so uniquely Faya before cupping his cheekin her hand, tilting her head to face him and meeting her lips in a passionatekiss. He kissed her carefully, thoroughly, like he might never get to again,which he might. He didn’t pull away until they were both breathless, and oncethey had parted, his fingers gently brushed her cheek, studying her face, andmoving his hand to run through her hair. “Let’s get you home.” Eric said quietly,pressing another soft kiss to her forehead.

“I don’t want to get hurt.”

As heated as this conversation had started out, Stephen wasglad that it had ended here. He felt like a complete idiot of course for allthat she was upset with him for. He couldn’t believe how oblivious he had beento her emotions. They were married for God’s sakes, and he hadn’t even knownthat she was upset with him. He supposed it was his lack of knowledge aboutwomen once again that had caused this. He had known that he probably wasn’tgiving her the attention that she had deserved. In his defense, he had beenvery busy getting ready to take over the kingdom, but still, it was no excuse.The thing about Stephen was that even though he had been married for a fewmonths now, he still had absolutely no idea how to read his wife’s emotions.That was why he had no idea what she was feeling until right now when she wastelling him, about how she was afraid that he didn’t care for her, how she wasafraid that he was going to find someone else to spend his time with. Hehonestly hadn’t ever been worried about that because he thought the idea was soridiculous to him. How could he ever want anyone other than her? Now though, heknew not assuring her had been a mistake. “Isabel Destain, I know that peopleview Kings and Queens differently. That Kings are accepted to have mistresses,while Queens are hanged for it, but I for one, take my wedding vows seriously.”Stephen brushed a gentle hand through her hair, trying to reassure her. “Theidea of wanting anyone other than you just seems … ludicrous to me. Howcould I ever even consider anyone’s beauty or intelligence or kindness toyours?” He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “I am sorry for being sooblivious to your worries, but I promise, I’m never going to intentionally hurtyou.” He vowed.

“I can’t erase you.”

Noel sighed as she nuzzled her face into Beck’s chest. Shehated fighting with him. Which was ridiculous considering just how often theydid fight with each other, but she did. It seemed like ever since she had lostthe baby, fighting with him became more and more painful. They were going tohave to find a common ground here pretty soon or else the fighting would justend up destroying them, and that wasn’t what Noel wanted. It wasn’t what shethought she could handle. She had already lost so much. Pretty much everythingand everyone that she could lose. If she lost Beck … She didn’t know whatshe would do. She liked to think of herself as a strong girl. She had neverbeen dependent on someone before because there had been no one who could takeon that role in the first place. Then she had gotten matched to Beck, fallen inlove with him, and started depending on him, and now that she had someone whocould take on that role, she didn’t want to give him back. Noel lifted her facefrom his bare chest, drawing patterns on the exposed skin with her fingertips. “Idon’t want you to erase me. I know I can’t erase you. For one thing we havematching tattoos.” She teased, a small grin on her face before turning serious.“I need you, Beck. I don’t want to push you away anymore. I can’t imaginelosing you too.” She told him, biting her bottom lip.

“Can I kiss you?”

A little smirk fell on Logan’s lips as he looked down atJude. “Never thought you’d be the type to ask.” He said, raising an eyebrow.Really, it was kind of amusing to him that she was asking since he had beentrying to deny the urge to do the same thing pretty much all night. He knewthis was an absolutely horrible idea. Dating your partner’s daughter? Datingthe daughter of the guy who you knew had a gun and was supposed to have yourback? Definitely not something that would be encouraged by anyone who had anysense, but the fact was, he and Jude had something there. There was a chemistrythat he wasn’t going to be able to deny, no matter how bad of an idea it was.Logan had been trying hard to ignore it for the most part. Pretend that itwasn’t there and just keep on with the flirting. It was safer, and that way noone got hurt, especially him because he did not want another gunshot wound sosoon. Tonight though, seeing her in that dress, looking like an absolutegoddess while she danced around the room? He couldn’t deny it anymore, and heknew that she couldn’t either. “Yeah, I guess you can have a shot,” he teased,but before she could even make a move he swept in and pressed a firm kissagainst her lips. They were soft, full, and tasted of the alcohol that she hadconsumed earlier. His hands found a home on her hips, pulling her closer as hetook his time exploring her mouth, memorizing everything about this moment andenjoying it. He had known he was attracted to her, but now … it wasstronger than he had imagined. Eventually though, the need for breathoutweighed the pleasure, and he pulled away, leaning his forehead against hers.“Not too bad, I’d give you an eight. Of course, I’d be all too willing to helpyou practice.” Logan told her, the smirk back on his face.

“Stop leading me on.”

“Damn it, Skye, I’m not leading you on!” He hissed at her,looking around the room anxiously one more time. He had no idea how long hewould have before someone checked the feeds and realized that he was down here,but he was sure that it wouldn’t be long. Running out of time, Grant could seeno other choice, and grabbed the tablet. With a few quick swipes, the barriershone gold for a moment before it disappeared. Grant wasted no moment hurryingacross the room and cupping her face in his hands as he stared into her eyes. “Doyou believe me now?! My brother is coming for you. Coulson is going to give youaway as leverage, and he will put you on a public trial if he doesn’t kill youfirst.” Grant’s hands were shaking even as she covered his hands with her own.Since Grant had become an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., he hadn’t much been scared ofanything, but Christian? The thought of him getting his bloodthirsty hands onSkye made Grant want to throw up. “I cannot let him touch you. You cannot lethim anywhere near you, Skye. You can’t.” He told her, the full blown panic leakinginto his voice. “Promise me. Promise me you won’t let him touch you.” When shenodded her ascent, he leaned forward, meeting her lips for a bruising kiss, akiss that he knew would have to last them a while, so he poured everything thathe had into it. It wasn’t a soft kiss by any means, filled with intensity andworry and Grant’s terror, but as all kisses with Skye, it was one he wouldnever forget. He didn’t want to pull away, but knowing he had to, he did, hisforehead touching hers as he brushed a hand through her hair, slipping a bobbypin into the soft, dark tresses. “Don’t let him touch you.” He repeated breathlessly, his eyes still closed.

[ahsokaismyqueen]

[MSG:] Thou shall not get drunk and hit bitch cup in pong and take shirt off while wearing a see-through lace bra again. // [MSG:] I was wondering why were people staring at me til I realized I was bra-less with a lei around my neck. // [MSG:] We’ve talked about this! It’s a fire hazard! // [MSG:] What do the bus drivers on field trips do while kids are on the field trip? // [MSG:] I JUST FOUND MY SEVENTH GRADE MATH TEACHER ON A GAY PORN WEBSITE

[text] Thou shall not get drunk and hit bitch cup in pong and take shirt off while wearing a see-through lace bra again.

[text] Seriously?! 

[text] It was one time! 

[text] And don’t act like you didn’t enjoy the view. 

[text] I seem to recall you ripping that bra later when we got back up to our hotel room.

[text] Also, it helped you manage to give you a nice distraction to kill that Russian arms dealer. 

[text] So you’re welcome. 

[text] I was wondering why were people staring at me til I realize I was bra-less with a lei around my neck.

[text] Why were you even at a Luau?

[text] Wait, never mind, I don’t want to know.

[text] You’re my S.O. aren’t you supposed to be a good example for me? 

[text] Not trying to … distract me while I’m working? 

[text] We’ve talked about this! It’s a fire hazard! 

[text] It’s not a fire hazard!

[text] Well, not a bad one!

[text] I’m just suggesting that a flame thrower next to the nursery is a good way to attack any intruders!

[text] Fitz agrees with me! 

[text] What do the bus drivers do on field trips while kids are on the field trip? 

[text] As far as I know they just sit on the bus.

[text] Probably go get something to eat if it’s a long day? 

[text] Maybe just wander around.

[text] Any particular reason for this pressing question while I’m on a stake out? 

[text] I JUST FOUND MY SEVENTH GRADE MATH TEACHER ON A GAY PORN WEBSITE

[text] That’s really disturbing.

[text] Wait

[text] We had the same seventh grade math teacher!

[text] MR. KELLY?!

[text] Oh god, I’m going to be sick. 

[text] WHY WOULD YOU TELL ME THIS FAYA?!

[text] And what were you doing on a gay porn site? 

[text] Is this why you don’t want to go on a date with me? 

[ahsokaismyqueen]

“If you don’t shut up, I will personally stab you in the eye with a spork.” // “I choose you. No one else. You.” // “Kinda wanna have sex, but also kinda wanna eat pizza.” // “I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it. Possibly for a long time.” // “I hope you step on a lego every day for the rest of your life.”

“If you don’t shut up, I will personally stab you in the eye with a spork.” 

Logan believed that his girlfriend was perfectly capable of stabbing him in the eye with a spork. In fact he wouldn’t doubt that she would do it for a second, but that didn’t make it any less amusing, and if he was able to be scared off by her so easily he probably wouldn’t be dating her right now. Which was why he carried on with his loud and off key singing. So what if it was almost two in the morning, and he thought his girlfriend might be capable of murder if she didn’t get her sleep? It was a good day, and this was one of Logan’s favorite songs. Besides, he didn’t think her threats carried any weight. He could see the amusement in her eyes no matter how much she was trying to hide it. So, taking matters into his own hands, he grabbed Jude’s hands, pulling her off the couch and into his arms, moving in a dance that only he knew, just enjoying taking the few moments of peace that they actually had and making memories with them. 

“I choose you. No one else. You.”

Rayne nodded, but the words still echoed in her mind. “I just thought he would end up with someone better you know? I always imagined some high class girl just oozing confidence, not some comic book nerd in black jeans and a jean jacket. She’s just definitely not what I pictured when his family mentioned he was seeing someone new.” The whole time she had been with James, hell, even before she was with him when they were just talking to each other that first day on the beach, she had always known that he was the settler in the relationship. She knew he could do way better than her, but she had been content for a long time just thinking if he wanted her for some odd reason, she wasn’t going to question it, It was nice there, in the back of her mind where she didn’t have to think about it, but now here it was out in full force by some words of an ex-girlfriend who Rayne knew was probably just jealous, but still, that didn’t mean she didn’t have a point. James worrying about this though was something she didn’t want, so she tried to control herself, Using the moments that she was pressed tight against his chest to take some deep breaths before pulling back and attempting to smile at him. “Thank you,” she said quietly, leaning up for a soft, but brief kiss against his lips. “Do you, um, do you mind taking me home? You can come back, I promise I won’t be upset, I’m just …” She brushed some tears away with the sleeve of her jacket. “I’m just kinda tired.” Rayne told him, looking anywhere but at him.

“Kinda want to have sex, but also kinda want to eat pizza.” 

“I know the struggle.” Grant said. Pizza was a rarity on the Bus Grant had learned. In fact, the food absolutely sucked most of the time that they were on the plane, and the fact was if they didn’t get to pizza soon, Grant knew they wouldn’t be saving any for them. Sex was always so tempting as well though. In fact it had been so tempting that they were already in the process of getting ready to have it, Skye’s bra that he had been in the process of unsnapping in his hand while her shirt was already gone somewhere in the closet that they probably had no hope of finding while his shirt was also gone, and his pants were almost completely undone as well. He let Skye take the lead though, since he would do whatever she wanted, and it seemed like she had made her decision as Skye’s hands were itching just a little bit lower. Unfortunately right at that moment, apparently Hunter, who was carrying the pizza, walked by and they both caught a big whiff. “How about pizza, and then sex?” Grant suggested because now as tempting as his girlfriend was, the smell of pizza was definitely making his stomach ache in hunger. Skye seemed to be thinking along the same lines as she nodded and Grant quickly focused on getting dressed again, but frowned slightly as he caught sight of Skye slipping on his shirt while he was occupied with his pants. “Hey, that’s mine!” His only response was a smirk as she slipped out the door, leaving him standing there shirtless which he figured was her plan. Damn, this woman was going to be the death of him he thought as he hurried out of the closet after her, ignoring the groans and looks from the rest of the team when the noticed his state of undress, as well as Skye’s new article of clothing, and instead focused on stealing a bite of Skye’s slice as she held it up for a bite. 

“I didn’t steal it. I borrowed it. Possibly for a long time.” 

Her mouth was still covered by her hand in shock. She had thought she would never get to see her baby again, and here Grant was, pulling up to their safe house in her car. The car she hadn’t even gotten to drive since they had joined Coulson’s team, and she was having a hard time deciding who she loved more in that moment, Grant, or her car. The car won out and Skye ran over to it, hugging the hood. “Oh, baby I’ve missed you. I promise I’m never leaving you again.” Skye promised it, kissing the top of it as she squeezed it tightly before finally turning around to her amused partner. She grinned widely at him before jumping up into his arms where he caught her easily, far past used to this sort of behavior from her. “You are the best.” She told him, leaning forward for an intense kiss, tugging on his lip when she pulled away. She smirked at him as she slid down his body slowly, grabbing his shirt and tugging him backwards towards her car. “And I am going to reward you -” she pulled his shirt out of his pants roughly and settled on the hood, “-by letting you fuck me on top of my baby.” She yanked on his shirt until he was settled between her legs. “Without a word of complaint.” She promised as her legs wrapped around his waist, dragging him down by his tie to her lips. 

“I hope you step on a lego every day for the rest of your life.”

Ava knew that it was mean. She really shouldn’t be laughing at a pouting Lucas who was sitting on the couch beside her rubbing his foot, but she just could not help it. The look on his face was too ridiculous, and it didn’t help that the little girl in her arms was giggling at her daddy’s antics as well. In fact they had both been pretty much giggling from the moment he had stepped on it and started hopping around the house like a kangaroo. Ava was pretty sure that Sara thought it was some sort of game, and had started cheering for her daddy until he had collapsed on the couch beside them. “I’m sorry, I know it’s not funny.” Ava said, covering her mouth with her hand that wasn’t wrapped around their daughter, “But you should just really see your face right now,” was all that Ava managed to get out before she collapsed in another fit of giggles that her daughter joined in on. Besides, she knew Lucas wasn’t really mad after all, and her theories were confirmed when she looked up and saw the man in question smiling softly at their baby girl, but really who could be mad at a face like that?