time after time

kate kennedy & gabriel dalca written & loved by kayla - nineteen - mst - side blog that's following you just not he

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tyson’s eyes perked up as she said his name. “that’s me.” he replied with a small nod of his head. god, was it actually her. “kate?” he asked again, softly. “but the last time i saw you… it was the 1920s…”

kate looked over at him and smiled sadly, of course the only way it could be him was if something was off. he was different just like her. kate chuckles softly and says, “been that long huh? well you look great you haven’t aged a day,” kate jokes trying to skirt around the real question of how she’s here.

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Cameron grinned at her words. “Hey, I was only just doing my job.” He quickly defended. “Besides, you are well now.” He said as he looked down at her scar. “At least you got a badass scar on you to remember your badass moment forever.” He grinned before looking up into her eyes. “I’ve been good. Still just going out and about to help people. Nothing too eventful yet.” He then pointed to the Skippy. “I think you should get that peanut better. It’s always the best.”

Kate sighs and says, “Alright, I’ll give you that.” Kate chuckles and says, “Like I said, I’ve got plenty of those.” Kate smiles and says, “Don’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing. Good thing that no ones had a disaster, but don’t want to lose interest,” she comments. Kate looks down at it and raises her brows, “So now you’re going to boss me around off the clock too?” She asks with a slight grin.

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tyson’s eyes widened at her name. he definitely knew that name, didn’t he? but it wasn’t possible. he’d known her back when he was….right after he’d turned. it had been nearly a century since he’d seen her. that wasn’t possible that she was still alive. “tyson.” he coughed out after a moment, letting the shock wear off. “i’m tyson.” he explained, watching her carefully in order to see her reaction.

kate swallowed at his name and she swore she saw his eyes widen at hers. it was him, it had to be him, it couldn’t be some odd coincidence could it. “tyson,” she breathed, “tyson rivers…” she whispered lower trying to coincide the present in the past. 

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Antionette made her living by being a hired hit woman. It wasn’t the best job out there, but those pay days? They paid really well. And tonight was one of them. Someone hired her to take out this dirty disgusting CEO. She’d heard rumours of him, and didn’t really need much to kill him. So she’d snuck into his hotel room–coming in from the window on the balcony he’d ( stupidly ) left open. She’d waited for him to return, and just when he got comfortable she’d pounced, slashing his throat in one clean motion. He didn’t even see it coming. She’d turned to glance back around the room when she heard the door open. Shit.

Tony turned back and quickly jumped out of the window. She ran up the roof, going back to where she had stashed her bag. Hearing a voice behind her didn’t slow her down one bit. She wasn’t going to stop for anyone. What if it was the person who hired her, trying to frame her for this? She’d had that happen before. Tony kept her pace, grabbing her bag and stops short by the edge of the roof, spending a moment calculating how fast she would need to be to land ( safely ) on the next roof. She hears the bullet leaving the gun before she feels the motion, grazing her jacket and hitting her shoulder. The feeling caught her off guard and Antionette loses her balance, falling to her feet. Turning over and looking at the man who held the gun to her face. “Sorry if I killed your boss or buddy or whatever. Dude deserved it. Besides, I got paid. Take it up with the guy who’s footing the bill. Not me.”

Gabriel glares at the woman, so she’s an assassin as well. Makes sense, and of course many people want this guy dead. The code says you don’t kill another assassin, but then again Gabriel’s never been one for following any sort of code. He grunts and says, “Yeah, well you just cost me my own pay day,” he says clicking off the safety of his gun, more so as a fear tactic than anything else. He kicks he boot and says, “So who exactly is it that you work for? Do you work for one of those big assassin corps or are you a freelancer? Who hired you to do the kill?” He asks. He wonders if the buyer has double crossed him. Sent two assassins out to get the job done without telling them. Or perhaps they’re supposed to kill one another, to keep this on hidden. 

[timetrvlers]

gabriel has replies to do, doesn’t...why? idfk!

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It had been about at least six weeks later when Cameron had an off day and was grocery shopping. He swung his cart down an aisle when he noticed there was female standing on the other end. She looked familiar, but he couldn’t quite picture where he had seen her from. As he kept inching his way closer to her down the aisle, it finally dawned on him who she was. “Kate?” He questioned with a grin. “How has your arm been holding up?”

Kate’s examining the two jars of peanut butter, for most of her life she had grown up on Skippy, but perhaps Jif was growing on her. All she knew was that she wanted it crunchy, not smooth. Kate’s head whipped over when her name was called and she beamed lightly. “Well if it isn’t hard ass paramedic, Cameron,” she laughs. She glances at her arm and pushes up her sleeve a bit, “A small scar, but other than that mostly better, I’ve got worse scars,” she laughs. “How’ve you been?”

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tyson turned around at the sound of the voice. he recognized it, but he couldn’t put it from where. he’d heard so many voices, known so many people, he wasn’t sure who was who anymore. and yet, she looked familiar too. he made a face as he thought, trying to think about where he knew the woman standing in front of him from. then he realized it. but he knew her, as a human, way back when. there was no way she could be alive today.

then again, there was no way he could be alive today either. “no, it’s…you look familiar too.” he replied slowly, raising his eyebrows at her. “what’s your name?” he asked after, trying to see if it was at all possible she was who he thought.

kate looked at him carefully, green eyes lighting up in the dark. she swallowed nervously. what if it was him, that’d mean something had happened to him after she left. or perhaps he had been something before hand and he had been great at keeping that secret, as she had. kate stepped towards him and then worried more. what if it wasn’t him? what if she had mistaken him? what if it was sad and wishful thinking. she peers up at him and says, “kate, my names kate.” she wants to inject that he called her katharine, but she holds back.

[rozanvs]

“I’m gonna go and run six miles, because people are fucking awesome. I love you.” -Sebastian Stan 

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Cameron just looked down at the girl and just smiled. “Well, I got to say you are much tougher than everyone I’ve had to help.” He said as the ambulance pulled up to the emergency doors and he jumped out and carefully brought the stretcher down to the ground before running in with his colleague and the nurses and doctor that were standing outside.

They had to act quick and now was the time for Cameron to part ways with the patient. “Kate, I am going to have to leave you soon, but I sure hope to see you out on the field again soon.” He smiled.

Kate beams and says, “Well I suppose that is a compliment. And here I thought I had bothered you.” Kate sighs as she’s lifted out of the ambulance and taken towards the doctors and nurses. She turned her head towards him and said, “You definitely will, even though that most likely means I get into another scrape,” she says with a soft laugh. “See you around, Cameron,” she says reading his name tag.

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spencer hazel hues widen as he felt the other cum go down his throat EASILY. but once he has swallowedEVERYTHING, he pulled away to catch his breathe for a moments. but a moments later spencer stood up knees slight week from his earlier orgasm, he still manages to take gabriel hand leading his to the livingroom. “I promised to ride you.” spencer says, pushing the other onto the couch, spencer straddled him, before taking  gabriel cock and stroke it until it was hard. “i  NEED you to cum inside me now.” spencer said lifting himself up a bit to align his entrance with the other cock. spencer pushed himself down slowly letting out small moans as he was being stretched out again, waves of pain and pleasure going through him.

gabriel can’t help but feel weakened as he watches spencer swallow him down. gabriel sighs as he gathers himself and is lead to the living room. he gives a slight grin as he’s pushed to the couch and strandled. gabriel moans softly and pulls the other down slowly onto him and squeezes the others hips. “god baby, look at you, so pretty,” he purrs and runs his hands up along spencer’s thighs.

[parks-and-wyatt]

ALL I WANT IS A LOVE LIKE BEN AND LESLIE’S

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when other had pulled out of him was when spencer released, his juices running down his leg his body trembling a bit; his body** STILL** craved MORE. now on his knees spencer let’s out a small laugh looking up at the other, “like i said before you’re the BEAUTIFUL one with those PRETTY blue eyes.” he says running his tongue on the tip of the others’ cock, moving down his shaft. spencer body trembles and eyes nearly roll to the back of his head at the AMAZING taste. “you taste amazing DADDY.” he says before taking gabriel whole cock into his mouth, slowly sucking and bobbing his head at first. but as the other precum and spencer  juices mix spencer NEEDED more of the taste so his motion quicken.  spencer hands gripping onto the waist for support, well holding in his moans wanted to let out enjoying the feeling of the gabriel cock easily go inside of him.

gabriel moaned softly as he watched the other have his shaking release. gabriel chuckles softly and then lets his head drop back , resting himself against the counter and moaning. “most of it is you probably,” he whines knuckles turning white with how hard he’s gripping the edge of the counter. “fuck spencer,” he moans as others mouth moves over him. gabriel let out a long begging moan of spencer’s name as he released into the others mouth. fingers reaching over to tug at spencer’s hair. “god spencer,” he stutters. 

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tyson was wandering around. nighttime was the best time for him to wander freely. no one around to ask questions or think of him in any peculiar sense. which is why it was typical of him to explore at night and hide out during the daytime. plus, ever since everything happened–he felt much more comfortable under the blanket of darkness that the night provided him with.

he finally felt calmness within himself.  he’d spent the first dozen or so years hating himself and everything around him, causing a giant uproar in manhattan at the time–which was guised by the great depression luckily. but now, tyson’s only regret was still being here. alive. while his own child had been murdered the same day he was turned. the guilt often ate at him, which is why he avoided making many connections.

he felt someone approaching him, his senses heightened. he turned toward the sound of footsteps and looked around, not being able to mark out an identifiable person in the darkness. “show yourself.” he called out in the direction he knew the person was hiding. tyson’s eyes, though stronger than normal, were still limited by the dark of night.

it had been a few years since she’d seen him, more than a hundred since he’d seen her. it couldn’t be him, she continued to convince herself. but then again it couldn’t be her either. the roles of the supernatural worked both ways. you’d think she’d be more open to believing it with her own situation. kate scrambled to climb the overhead of the bus stop laying flat on her stomach to get a better view of him from above.

kate was unnerved by the exact resemblance, it created a sickly feeling in her stomach. kate shuddered at the voice that she recognized like a knife in her back. years since she’d heard it but still the same. she swallowed and slipped down off the bus stop covering. she slipped down and inched into the light of the streetlamp, “sorry you just look...familiar,” she says testingly. 

[kim-jisoo]

Why is he like this?

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