I bought K.OTOR 1 if that means anything to any mutuals!
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I bought K.OTOR 1 if that means anything to any mutuals!
happy new years :)
me looking at vld: so when were you going to explore allura’s self sacrificing issues & lance’s emotional intelligence?
Okay, so.
I'm here at five am, lost in my thoughts, again, brushing over some of my favorite Sam Drake smut (I'm looking directly at you, @missdictatorme ) and I just thought... How much noise complains must that boy have?
A shit load, bcs reader is screaming in pleasure everytime Sammy boyo Is involved. Poor neighours.
Art summary!! Ahh I promise I'll post more art soon :) I'm on break for a while
several sentence sunday
Tagged by @panbuckley (thank you!!!) to post several sentences of my wip, so here's more from the opening scene of my Desperado fic...
Time passes as slowly here as it does anywhere else, but when his bottle is close to empty, the dimpled bartender returns, and Eddie tells himself he’ll tip well in lieu of trying to smile. He already knows he’s falling well short of it when he opens his mouth to order another drink, but maybe it doesn’t matter when the bartender’s gaze shifts higher, and Eddie feels someone at the back of his stool. “You mind if this next one’s on me?” Eddie’s eyes close at the sound of a voice that has no fucking right to make him shiver the way it does, especially not when he’d only heard it one night, a whole damn lifetime ago, and he opens them again as the man sits next to him, still waiting for an answer. “I don’t mind,” Eddie says, too quietly maybe. He clears his throat before he looks back to the bartender again. “He can take care of a couple of beers; I’ll buy us shots of Jack.” They’re both silent until the drinks have been left on the bar top, the bartender sliding them a small bowl of pretzels too, and then they pick up the shot glasses at the same time and turn – almost imperceptibly – toward each other. “Eddie.” “Beau.”
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