#say-hello-darlin

[zer0-lethal-assassin]

[sayhellodarlin] Closet.

9. Rough kiss

Zer0 had been waiting some time for the next victim to enter into the closet. The assassin had taken off his helmet in attempt to cool himself off from the rising heat. His back was toward the door once he had finally heard the close of the door, strong and not soft. A familiar sent his his sensitive nose and the assassin’s turquoise eyes scanned the room. His eyes landed on a  silhouetted form where the door was. Zer0 instantly standing from sitting on a ammo crate. “I was hoping it was you,” the assassin stalked up to Axton, a sly smile on his face. Although you could barely see anyone thought the darkness of the room. Zer0 roughly placing a kiss on his lips, pushing him gently against a near by wall.

[wiresdonttalk]

“Betcha could break a few eggs with them buns, and I’m hungry for omelettes.”

[wiresdonttalk]

#Axton ass appreciation post#actual Asston though

“Now ya know why my hands’re like velcro. Unf!”

[xslabking]

‡

—meme

✭Snoozing though Brick was it didn’t always take much to wake him. The dip of his mattress that told someone heavier was joining him on it was enough for his eyes to half-lid slightly, recognizing the commando’s shape in the dim light. What time was it?—wasn’t like the other man to come crawling into bed at frag-all o’clock in the morning. Dozily mumbling the other’s name he reached to try to haul him closer to him, intending to drag up his thick blanket over them both in the process so they could be toasty and comfy all at once. “Whatchu doin, Ax?” At least he was waking up a little more—a little better—now in order to actually work cognitive thought a little better than not at all.

[deputy-winger]

( ❖ )

Your muse breaks into my muse's room. What do they find?7: My muse in nothing but a towel.

Steam rose from Winger's slightly reddened skin in swirling hot tendrils, made heated and damp by a hot shower. Strands of sparse, dark hair matted to his skin, beads of water still rolling down his muscular, bulky form. A fluffy white towel was wrapped around his waist, just about preserving his modesty while the Deputy ruffled his chestnut hair dry with a second towel.

At the sound of an opening door, Winger dropped the towel instantly and settled a hand on the butt of his revolver, giving the intruder a flat look. Knees parted slightly so that he was ready to stand, unraveling the towel just a tad so that it was in danger of falling.

"What."

It was more an expression of exasperated resignation that no matter where he was or what he was doing, somebody needed him for something.

[schaloime]

I'm at university right now and I'm working on some emotions for my Sarah 3D model and I'm laughing so hard, 'cause...

...she's totally like: "Axton, no."

[rhysnotreez]

Confess?

"Among other things, your confidence."

[zanleyangelspit]

You are a beautiful, wonderful person, and you're much too hard on yourself. I hate to see you upset, and I wish there was something I could do to help when you need it. I miss you.