#loveschristmas

[valuestees]

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[weightofwararchive]

@loveschristmas liked for a starter. 

           he isn’t quite sure what time it is, though he figures on nights like these, a sense of time isn’t needed. he’s found home on the couch tonight; autumn’s told him numerous times he’s welcome to sleep in the guest bedroom, but something about sleeping there makes him feel like he’s not doing his job. so he’s taken permanent refuge in her living room, usually finding some sort of sleep every day, but tonight he’s preoccupied with writing. notebook and pieces of old paper are sprawled out across the coffee table, and he’s leaned over and writing.  

[rxckless-intentarchive-blog]

❖ for DIS

Milo’s fingers dove into the softness of her hair, fingers twisting, yanking roughly to expose her neck, the expanse of pale flesh, oh god, he would mark it, make sure she thought of him the rest of the day, make sure it would take a while to fade. The kiss was rough as he pinned her to to the wall, , knee sliding between her leg before yanking her against it, against him. Her lips would be nice and swollen, possibly a little bruised by the time this was over. Just how he liked.

[failedhero-archive]

           “The lady said ‘look but don’t touch’- what part of that don’t you understand? Do I need to say it in Latin?” Dean was in the brunettes face. A client that had been here just a few times but never seemed to stay on anyone’s good side. The bouncer has physically put himself between the creep and the redhead. Doesn’t take the guy but a second to size Dean up and see that he can’t win. He leaves. 

                                                “Hey- you okay?” 

[rxckless-intentarchive-blog]

@loveschristmas

                         black eye, tender to the touch, he wants to nurse his ice cold beer against it. instead milo looks over at the red head near the end of the bar. she’s here every night it seems, just like him.

                                                   “-----you got a name, sweetheart?”