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Does anyone know if @gowashthelights-archive is ok?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A McKirk fic based off of this very popular McKirk gif set.
"Get up, Leonard, they said, help Jim through the morning and he'll get through his speech, they said. It'll be fine, they said," Leo grit through his teeth, his cursing made breathless as he wound the halls of the academy once more in last attempt. The heels of his dress shoes clicked and echoed against the empty space he traveled, the fabric of his uniform swishing exceptionally loud. It was giving Leo more of a headache and it wasn't even ten in the morning.
Chapter 2 has now been posted!
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ULTIMATE SHIP MEME - Send my character a ❤ and I’ll fill in the form of what my character would do with yours.
BOLD YOUR CHOICES
Affectionate; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Caressing | Stroke hair | No displays of affection
Sex; Shower sex | Wall sex | Neck bites | Oral | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Public sex | Backseat of car | BDSM | No sex
Dates;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | No dates
Would my character…
Marry them? Yes | No Have sex on the first date? Yes | No [...liar]Confess their attraction first? Yes | No Have children/adopt? Yes | No Die for your character? Yes | No Cheat on your character? Yes | No Lie to them? Yes | No Cuddle after sex? Yes | No [even if he was concerned at first that he’d done something wring]
Who wants to be a Jorian beta? I'm a perfectionist so I need help cleaning up my writing. Any takers?
*Slams her against the wall and kisses her* "Been teasin' me all night in that little black dress, darlin'."
“Who... me?”
"Hey!" (From Jamie)
His pants were just barely over his hips, button and fly wide open. A shirt was in his hands, but not on. Blinking, he glanced toward Jamie and paused.
"Morning. Is there coffee?" His hair was still considered bed-head, as he hadn't done much more than visit the head to empty his bladder. He hadn't even bothered with socks.
Dear Jorian shippers
I’m starting a fic. It’s going to be a long - or at least longer - one. I’m writing it for my beloved gowashthelights
Here’s a teaser:
For reasons that make no sense, John always forgets that Dorian notices everything. John forgets this fact even as he slowly notices every little thing about Dorian. He doesn’t understand why he is so caught up in this. He doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t think Dorian does, either, because there is this silence now that stretches between them and threatens to put cracks in the hull of their partnership.
This never happened before, not even a little. Words have always flowed easily and freely between him and Dorian, even in the beginning, but now neither of them seems to know just what to say. What would John even say? He honestly doesn’t know. I can’t stop noticing your eyes, maybe? I notice constantly how natural your blinking is in general, but also in regards to emotion, he could say, but he wouldn’t. It’s weird. It doesn’t make sense. I think about you constantly. Nope, definitely not. He doesn’t want Dorian to get the wrong idea.
He doesn’t know hot to explain, how to convey the thoughts going on in his head. His mind is a whirlwind of Dorian related questions and answers. He doesn’t know how to make Dorian understand that he, of all the people in the universe, it’s an android that has finally made everything feel real again. Nothing feels more real than being with Dorian.
He doesn’t know why it’s so important that Dorian understands that, but it is.
John still has no idea how to say it, though. No idea how that conversation would even start - how that conversation would even go. So he says nothing, and the silence grows.
"What do you mean it ate the air conditioner?!"
"Ate might be too strong a word. More.." He waved a hand at the mangled wires and hissing innards of the air conditioner. "More like, took a bite out of? I dunno, man. I was just watching some porn when..."
He leaned in, eyes widening. "Have you ever seen Jaws? Teeth man, teeth. Fucking teeth out of nowhere. They went all chompy on it and Ka-BOOM!"