#ianm

[gingerbeardmansim]

Down the path on Nettle Lane, Derek and Ian McMillan lived in a cute little cottage, that they took great pride in. They had been life-long partners and had recently married when we arrived on the Bagley. They quickly became good family friends and they often played cards with Mother and Lucile.

As I got older, they became kind of like my two dads, especially once Papi... well that doesn't happen for a long time.

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine Ian McKinley hiding out from death with you.

Neither of you slept a wink, though the thought of dying in your sleep was better than the deaths that the others had. If death was unavoidable in the next couple of days, you’d rather be asleep and not see it coming. You curled up against your boyfriend’s best, breathing in deep and then out slow in fear that the all the air in the room will be sucked out and you’ll have nothing left.

“The waiting is worse than the dying bullshit,” Ian said, a piece of licorice sticking out of his mouth.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” You snapped. “Especially now.”

“Look, why don’t we just ... pick up some powertools from work ... and go kill Wendy. Then this whole thing will be over.”

“You might be comfortable with the death of someone else on your conscience but I’m not. Not even if I die a minute after, it would be Hell for me.” You said, tugging the licorice out from between his teeth and chewed on it angrily.

“It’d be worth it - and the jailtime, to know you’re still alive.” Ian muttered, laying back against the couch, ignoring the world around him for as long as he could.

[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine Ian McKinley staying with you to protect you from death.

Ian was usually the most rational, well-thought person that you knew. When the two of you started dating, he told you straight up that he wasn’t going to promise to marry you since the two of you were just teenagers and the relationship would probably end after you graduated and went your separate ways to college. But two years earlier, and with graduation around the corner, you were still going strong.

So when the two of you found out that Death itself was creeping upon you because you got off the stupid roller coaster, Ian’s reaction had you more surprised than the news initially had.

You were the next in line, and Ian was doing everything that he could to stop it from happening. He stayed over at your house every night, staying up until the morning hours in case an intruder came in during the night. The only time you could get away was to use the bathroom - but in most cases, he showered with you which was just fine.

“Okay, so what if you wear a stupid helmet or something, that way when we get food, if there’s an accident...”

“I’m sure there’s a way a helmet could kill me, Ian.” You said, sitting him down on the couch to talk. “I love you, and I know you love me, but this is getting ridiculous. Everyone is going to die someday, and I’d rather you not see it happen to me.”

[comiiical]

@murdockbilaws

There were two primarily advantages to going on vacation and having a place for them. The first was the intimacy to do as he pleases. Waking up with his partner in bed without having to had been silent all night long so his sons wouldn't complain or make funny remarks in the morning, for instance.

And after a long night of solitude in that house, there was nothing better than waking up and leave his partner to sleep. At the very least, they deserved to osleep after the long active night. Carefully, he abandoned the bed and grabbed their clothes from the floor to throw them inside the bathroom, walking away with a jockstrap in his hand that he put on before setting a foot on the balcony. Silently moving the chair to face the fence, he straddled it after putting on the fabric, and leaned forward to rejoy in the view of the beach line in front of him with a hand moved forward so the clouds abandoned the area and left a clear sunny day for his morning to be perfect. and once that was all he could see in the sky, turned his head back to not miss a sight of the other's sleeping body, moving the sheets to cover the other's backside but enough so he could see him naked from his angle, smiling. enamored.

[cravinqcoffee]

I really hate remembering your voice

[haista-kaavittu]

Perus civilization meno. (Voittoehdoissa ei tällä kertaa tosin ole Alpha centauri spoiler)

[ianhardingmx]

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[ianhardingmx]

Ian Harding > Photoshoots