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WHEN THIS SHOWED UP ON MY DASH I THOUGHT THEY SAID THEY SAW THE PORNO YOU DID

YOU A RE A BLESSING

[rpicongallery]

Hello! You guys are awesome for doing these kinds of things, seriously. <3 Could I possible request icons for Sam Axe from the TV show Burn Notice?

Sure thing!

-Baby

[foryousirxalways-archive]

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send 'ஐ' for my muses reaction to yours shoving them against the wall and sticking their hand down his/her pants

Jarvis had texted Sam to meet him at the office that day, so they could go out to dinner at the place just down the street. Everyone had gone home for the most part, so it was only the blond at his desk, suit jacket draped over the back of the chair and his sleeves unbuttoned and rolled up.

When Sam came in, he stood up to greet him, only to squeak in surprise as he was shoved against the wall, a hand sliding into his pants. A blush flamed up his face, coloring his cheeks a bright red. "Sam! There are still other people here," he hissed, glancing toward his office door nervously, trying not to react to the hand still in his pants.

[foryousirxnever]

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send me a ✄ for my character's reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.

It was supposed to be a routine termination. Get in, kill the target, get out. He'd done it a hundred times before. Maybe that was why he lapsed in watching the security cameras. Right as he fired the gun into the man's temple, the door opened. The blond froze for a second before turning, paying no mind to the blood on his hands and shirt.

It always was a shame when someone caught him in the act. Not because he would get in trouble, no, but because it increased the body count unnecessarily. With a sigh, he raised his gun, leveling it at the man. "Such a shame, but you've interrupted some sensitive business. I do apologize for this." Polite as he sounded, there was no remorse or regret in his voice, just cold calculation.

[foryousirxalways-archive]

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Send me a ✢ for my muse's reaction to seeing yours standing on their doorstep soaking wet in the rain.

Jarvis hadn't expected to see Sam for another couple of days, as they had talked about. So when someone knocked on the door to his brownstone, he frowned a little, trying to figure out who would be here this late at night. It was almost 1 in the morning...

When he opened it and saw Sam, standing there as it poured, it took him a moment to react. But as soon as he did, he was ushering the man inside, fussing over him and darting to the kitchen to grab a towel, dabbing at his face to pat him dry a bit. "Sam, darling, what happened? I wasn't expecting you until the weekend...."

[foryousirxalways-archive]

[text: Baby Blue] Hey baby. I'm stuck babysitting a client. Wait up for me? I'm worth it. ;D

[text: Sammy Darling] Babysitting? Sounds like fun. When are you going to be home?

[foryousirxalways-archive]

Oh darling, Sam and Michael love nothing more than to fuck each other.

"If that were true, then I'd tell them to let me join next time. But it's not, so there's no sense in offering such a thing, now is there?"

[istillwantthecar]

mojitosinmiami

"Hey Sam" Nate sang slightly as he jogged across the busy street, nearly getting hit by a car. He just grinned and waved it off. "Michael sent me over to get the details on this job you said you might have for him...he and Fionna are sort of..." he motioned his hands around his neck in a choking manner, "Ya know?"