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Name a video game song you still have stuck in your head.
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Stuck on my head, always there lurking in the wrinkles of my brain: Mass Effect’s Suicide Mission
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Item: Headphones Rarity: ⏶ Common
Name a video game song you still have stuck in your head.
Feed your dashboard by answering my question, blogger.
Stuck on my head, always there lurking in the wrinkles of my brain: Mass Effect’s Suicide Mission
Phan is real...
Omg
If you're a trans girl who hangs out with me and likes to get bullied I have bad news
LMAO the next few days will kill hans blix, hear me out
Aaron is a protector.
And isn’t that the problem after all?
Inexperienced John Price
Part 1: John Lusts
the beginning
ao3 link. masterlist
John Price was a brave man.
He fought and won battles that the world would never know about. Yet when it came to his own…
He found himself downing whiskeys at a pub like water, in hope that at least one would surpace his tolerance level, setting him free from his pounding heart and half chub.
A half chub, he thought frustratingly, at just thinking about sex.
His mind drifts to approaching one of the woman eyeing him with interest from the bar and wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling them close to his side. Running his hands up her thighs feeling the softness and warmth. Letting her lean in close to whisper in his ear sweet nothings, just to brush her lips along his skin, teasingly.
All things he’s watched his men easily do when they are at pubs together while he’s sitting back watching them pretending he’s not pent up.
Today was going to be the night, he thought, that he will finally know what something other than his own hand feels like.
To quote Gaz “at his big age.”
hehehe
The craziest part is I can’t even say I love you.