#fueryustechie

[cigarettesoldier]

What happened with you and Fuery?

“Me and Fuery..?” A frown tugged at the blond’s lips causing his cigarette to droop, “Kain and I. We uh, we might have had a little something goin’ on a while back.” With a sigh Jean tried to decide whether or not he wanted to be honest with this stranger about his attraction to the little-short sergeant. True he had a thing for his comrade, but he didn’t want to frighten the guy. Not to mention he hadn’t seen Fuery around in a while. “I talked him into going on a date with me after I pushed him into bein’ my wingman one night when Heymans was busy. Not much has really happened with us though.” Jean finally decided to try to shrug the question away.

[cigarettesoldier]

[[ I miss my Fuerylicious. ]]

[disasterganes]

fueryustechie replied to your post: Ughhhh there’s laggggg- I need to find a better...

HAWKEYE. HAWKEYE. HAWKEYE.

HAWKEYE HAWKEYE HAWKEYE

"Oh I'm falling off a building? ndb lemme just flex my sexy ass muscles and shoot some exploding arrows it's all good." Ugh I need him. Right now.

althoughidobelievei'dsellmysoulfortonystarkjesuschrist

[batcows]

FUERY/REBECCA. MWAHAHAHAHA.

FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUU

Her hands were rougher than his, which in itself should have been nothing short of a turnoff. Rebecca found herself unmindful of such things, if only because her mind was preoccupied. His soft hands were still his, and they were warm under hers. Her rough fingertips ran along the length of his arm, head resting in the crook of his neck.

"Don't be late," she whispered.