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agentsiren:

“Pour me a shot or I’ll burst your eardrums with a whistle.” Olivia threatened with a smirk, grabbing one of the cushions from the sofa she was sprawled across and throwing it with deadly force in Rafael’s direction. After her last mission involving psychic twins, alien weaponry and berserker soldiers, Olivia needed a drink now more than ever. It was one thing to be recruited into a programme that granted certain people with enhanced abilities, it was a whole other thing to accept, never mind come face to face with weapons that probably came from the same planet as the god damn Predator.

With his free hand shooting outwards to grab the pillow that had been tossed in his direction, he held the tequila bottle in his hand with a firm grip as a dimpled smirk teased his lips. “Now, now... you do that and you’ll affect everyone else in here.” The leisure room may not have been crowded, but there were at least a dozen other agents in there. “Besides, it wouldn’t hurt for you to say please.” Taking a quick swig, though, he handed the bottle over to Olivia regardless with a small smile. “Guess you had a tough mission, huh?”

#agentsiren #olivia

shayatlas:

“Oh.” She nodded, focusing on him. “Yeah, I can help with that.” Better than moping around by herself, an activity that she found herself doing more and more often. “It doesn’t exactly work like that, but I’ll be able to keep track. It’s not like the whole place is all that big.” Shay paused. “Sorry. I’m having a bit of a day. Don’t mean to be short.” As much as she tried to keep her emotions in check, the spillage was often enough that she had added guilt on top of her original anxieties.

Stress was certainly something that came with the job - stress over losing a fellow agent, stress over getting the job done, stress over staying alive - so he could understand having a bit of a day. “It’s fine... just... well, as long as you’re willing, I appreciate it. I’m always trying to extend the reach of my seismic sense.” And while Tartarus wasn’t huge, it was certainly big enough that his seismic sense had trouble reaching out to parts of the compound that was furthest from him. “We can do this later, though, if you’d like.”

#shayatlas #shay

nataliealbaugh:

“Mmm.” Her hand drifted to his thigh. “They put all their money into our bodies. Not that yours needed the work.” She wasn’t drunk, not quite yet, but Natalie’s forwardness wasn’t something that was caused by the alcohol. “How would you know? When’s the last time you tried something better?” It was fun, teasing, waiting for him to straight up compliment her or initiate something.

Eyes drifted down to the hand that rested on his thigh, amused smile teasing his lips as the girl complimented him. Their friendship was easy, light, and mostly based on superficial things and just having a good time. And if there was one thing he liked about Natalie, it was that she was bold. “You know, you’ve got a point... it has been awhile,” he mused, his own hand resting upon Natalie’s thigh but drifting further up. “I might need a reminder.”

#nataliealbaugh #natalie

entropyaboveall:

Lazav chuckled glancing over at Rafael as he drank, a small smirk on his face. Just a friendly conversation over drinks between coworkers. A friendly conversation taking place within a highly secure building that, officially, didn’t exist. Beautiful.

“Heh… before all this, before my powers and Hellfire, I thought I had more money than God. And the sad thing is, I had no idea what to do with it. Had myself a modest little house in a quiet little neighborhood. Grilled with neighbors on the weekends.“ All the while he was at war with the criminal underground, intent on controlling the drug trade and every other illegal activity he could.

He was the most dangerous criminal in the city, and no one knew who he was.

“Don’t know… I don’t regret coming here, but I do regret not spending more of my cash when I had it. Could have lived it up, instead of just chillin’.“

Entitled. That was the impression he got of the other agent. Someone that didn’t have to worry about a roof over their head, didn’t have to worry about whether or not he was going to be able to eat... didn’t have to worry about whether their water would get shut off. He hated those types of people, but after servicing them for years, he was able to keep himself from revealing his thoughts as he moved to pour himself another shot.

“I guess it’s that saying you don’t know what you’ve got until you lose it,” Rafael mused, grabbing the small shot glass before he knocked it back, feeling the burn in his throat. “But hey, who needs money when you can have kickass powers?”

#entropyaboveall #lazav

alekimala:

Aleki playfully bumped against the other,” I am twenty-one, thank you very much,” The redhead liked Rafael, meeting him during one of his workouts, the two somewhat hit it off and he liked the playful banter. Hearing that he had to ask especially nice, he leaned over, placing a hand on the other’s knee, putting on is pretty-fuck-boy eyes, and a sweet American accent“ Oh please Raffle, give me some booze,” He laughed, leaning back,” I mean…it’s alcohol, it’s not like I’m smoking weed,” That he missed a lot.

“You’re right, it’s not,” Rafael agreed with the other’s assessment, rolling his eyes playfully. “It’s more dangerous than weed.” For one, you couldn’t get addicted to weed like you could alcohol and, of course, alcohol was far more unhealthy than weed, too. “But alright, alright. Just a couple of swigs, alright? I’m not about to get into trouble for corrupting a Hope agent.”

#alekimala #aleki

agenttarot:

Wesley snickered a bit, his creation exploding into motes of light which flowed back into the card it had been surrounding, reforming the image. “Did you just ask me to duel? Like, on purpose?” He asked, spinning the Yugioh card in his hand. “Alright. We can do that.I know you can’t actually use your powers in here, so the Fray sounds good.” He slipped the card back into the deck holster at his thigh before patting Raf on the shoulder as he passed. “I would say I’m not gonna go easy on you, but I don’t want to risk you destroying some of my most valuable cards.”

“You can put away that nerd boner, Wesley... You know I didn’t mean it like that.” Of course, Rafael may have enjoyed using it that way, but that didn’t mean he was going to let Wesley know anything about that. Instead, he began to lead the other pride agent away from the arcade and to the Fray - thankful that they were on the same floor. “So what’cha been up to, Tarot? Been going on any missions lately?” It seemed as though everyone had been off on some important mission, and while Rafael did envy them... He knew that sometimes staying back was just as important.

#agenttarot #wesley

assumption: you could be persuaded into bottoming by a strict top guy with a big dick

"Well, I mean... I’m versatile... I could be persuaded into bottoming for quite a few people,” Rafael answered with a lift of his shoulders. While he may have preferred to top, people tended to not want him to top them when they saw what he possessed... And he certainly knew that bottoming was enjoyable, and it didn’t mean that you couldn’t be in control, either.

ANONYMOUSLY MAKE AN ASSUMPTION ABOUT ME AND I’LL CONFIRM/DENY IT

#answered #Anonymous

Assumption: you're just as big of a nerd as Wes is

“Please... Like anyone can be as big of a nerd as he is.” Of course, he may have liked a few things that could be seen as nerdy when he was younger, but that wasn’t something he told anyone - just as he didn’t tell anyone much about him - so no one would know to correct him.

ANONYMOUSLY MAKE AN ASSUMPTION ABOUT ME AND I’LL CONFIRM/DENY IT

#answered #Anonymous

voyeurism