#lawsofhedonism

[fateofbrxs]

@lawsofhedonism​ // Lucas & Nath

Lucas got out of the shower and began to dry off. As he finished, he walked out to the living room to see how his new AI for security was. It was odd not having an actual person as his security guard, although Nath didn’t seem too bad. As he stepped closer to the AI, he let his eyes scan over it. “Tell me Nath, how do you feel when you see a nearly-naked man standing before you?” He doubted there would be anything, although he was still curious. 

[xoexxo]

SECRET RELATIONSHIP STARTERS [ ACCEPTING ]

@lawsofhedonism: “ everyone is downstairs… ~ take your pants off ”

“Are you insane—?” Barney exclaims to a whisper, checking his surroundings to see if anybody could’ve been watching. (Public sex was fun. Getting fired for it wasn’t.) Ever since his thing began, Barney felt the constant heat of judgement on him at all times, even if people weren’t yet privy to what they did in the confines of his quarters. Barney wanted to keep it that way.

He looks at them square in the eye. “We can’t do this here, okay? Unless you have a death wish to get fired. You know what they do with disavowed agents around here? Trust me, you don’t want to know.”

[rcdicte]

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“What are you starin’ at me like that for? Did I get ketchup on my face again?“

[prettymxn]

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With an extra spring in his step, Vance was glad to come home to his love. He had just been promoted from his current position at the police department to sergeant of the office. Vance, “Babe guess what?” Vance called out as he entered the apartment with his new uniform on, ready to surprise the other. He had always had some competition with his boyfriend, but he was hoping he would be happy for him.

[pieceintheirgxmes]

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      “Back again.” Luka grinned at he approached Matt, they had only interacted a few times, only ever really crossing paths at the gym but each time Luka had flirted some. Each time he got more suggestive and amped up the charm and effort. Today he was going in for the kill, so far Matt hadn’t rebuffed his advances and Luka wanted to get laid tonight. “Good to know I haven’t scared you off yet, which has me believing you like the attention Matt. The only question left for you to answer for me is what it is I have to do or say to get you to come home with me tonight?” He asked as his eyes quite obviously wandered over Matt’s frame, the gym instructor sweaty from his last class, bare chest glistening with sweat. All he was wearing were trainers and a pair of black tight gym shorts that stopped mid thigh.

[stillfccl]

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“i’m not drunk..-- you’re drunk! now come here and kiss me.“

[crownedkxngs]

       “  look,  i  came  here  to  escape,  not  to  be  brought  back  to  a  life  that  i  never  chose  to  be  part  of,  ”   he  whispered.    he  looked  at  eden,  realizing  that  this  might  be  his  parents  plot  to  bring  the  young  prince  back.   “  i  like  my  life  now.   i’m  nobody  here.  ”   (  @lawsofhedonism  )

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        Emmett’s quickly approaching drunk, and the double shot he’s still nursing is definitely pushing him closer to his limit. What’s he to do though? There’s still a week left of his suspension from the Contest circuit something he feels he shouldn’t even be on. Granted, he is the one who started the fires in his opponents’ changing rooms, but the judges and the master of ceremonies admitted to having no proof of that fact. He only got singled out because they heard about his “reputation” in Kanto. Needless to say, he’s pissed especially since the Contest currently airing on the bar’s TV is one he feels he could’ve won with ease. “This is Tauros-shit! Complete Tauros-shit!” he screams, tossing his half-full class right at the screen in his rage. “I beat each of them this season! I’m leagues better than any of those cunts! And they suspended me? Me?! I’m a fucking show stopper, a winner! That ribbon should be mine!” Despite the slurred phrasing of his stupor, he’s not spewing drunken lies to pump up his ego. Every Coordinator chosen for the next round is one that Emmett’s defeated before. Still, he’s got quite the diva-complex evident by the way he snarls when the bartender tries to get him to calm down. “Oh, you can go suck a Slaking dick, you glorified keg! I’m a fucking star! You should be begging me for my autograph right now----don’t you fucking touch me!” In another classy move, he starts throwing objects haphazardly from the counter, whatever he can get his hands on. Napkins, bar snacks, even another person’s drink all while screaming his head off and trying to reach for a Pokéball in all the commotion he’s causing.