There wasn't one competent person in their profession who wasn't an addict to some aspect of dreaming. Escapism for some. Creation for others. Arthur suspected for Eames it was the fact that in the dream world, there wasn't such a thing as 'too far'.
He'd guessed that much when they were on mission and heard the need for a kick; Eames had opted to take them both out in one shot, kissing him while sliding a gun off the dressing table, lining it up against the back of his head, and pulling the trigger.
He bit his tongue on waking that time, and Eames had looked smug for hours afterwards. That said, it seemed to be Eames' default expression - always so self-satisfied, laid back and cocky.
The most frustrating thing about it all was that Eames could pull the look off - he was gorgeous, rich, talented, and irritatingly good at actually doing what he was told. Arthur had never known anyone else who could pull off obedience with the attitude of a rebel that well before
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"Sit down, or I'll make you sit down." (2/2) Trek reboot, public sex, threesome, it's all good.spocksideAugust 30 2010, 04:44:58 UTC
He didn’t want to open his eyes. He wanted to lie there for eternity, sated and boneless and available for any beautiful female shuttle personnel to practice her skills on
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ALSO, CRAPTASTIC PORN. (Sam/Castiel, marking, "Devotion")belledewinterAugust 30 2010, 11:59:14 UTC
Castiel’s fingers know the path scars trace along Sam’s skin, the way the white tissue cuts his skin across his chest and arms, the few ones that never quite healed well and remain a pale shade of pink, the new ones painted an angry red where Cas can still taste blood.
Sam keeps them as a memory, Castiel knows, a kind of charm against whatever he is to find along the way, of everything he’s hunted and every mistake he made. If Sam can sew the skin shut and move on and all he has left of a day when Dean was pushing his intestines back in is an ugly scar, he can be proud. He keeps them mostly to himself, isn’t as comfortable changing around his brother now he’s the only one of them who’s marked, the one with more to regret, but being a part of who he is, he accepts them just the same
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AND I LOVE YOU IN GENERAL AND THAT'S WHY I'M FINISHING THAT 4SOME FIC FOR YOU RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT. THE THINGS I DO FOR YOU. ♥ I can't fit any of your kinks, though, I think, WTF.
SWEETHEART I'M GOING TO LOVE IT EITHER WAY. Also, I mean, I picked five, that doesn't mean it's limited to just those. And I'm gonna love anything you write for me by default, so there's that as well. :D
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BUT I DON'T WRITE FIC
SO I CAN'T REALLY PASS IT ON
:C
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ALSO: ILU AND I MISS YOU - WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? <3
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BUT IT WOULD BE LIKE, HEY, FLIST, THESE ARE MY KINKS. THAT IS ALL. LOL.
OMG IKR BB WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN FOREVER
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IT MIGHT WORK THAT WAY? LOL YOU COULD JUST POST THE KINKS PERIOD AND BE LIKE, ":D?"
KLSDAJASKLDJSA BUSY BUSY BUSY BUT NOW I'M HERE ~*~FOR YOU~*~ ;D
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He'd guessed that much when they were on mission and heard the need for a kick; Eames had opted to take them both out in one shot, kissing him while sliding a gun off the dressing table, lining it up against the back of his head, and pulling the trigger.
He bit his tongue on waking that time, and Eames had looked smug for hours afterwards. That said, it seemed to be Eames' default expression - always so self-satisfied, laid back and cocky.
The most frustrating thing about it all was that Eames could pull the look off - he was gorgeous, rich, talented, and irritatingly good at actually doing what he was told. Arthur had never known anyone else who could pull off obedience with the attitude of a rebel that well before ( ... )
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OH
MY
GOD
I LOVE THIS. I love how they both agree that they like the dream!sex, oh gosh. YOU ARE THE BEST BB <3 <3
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THANK YOU SO MUCH, DARLING :D
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Also, there is a new Sassy meme happening, why are you not there?
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I'LL NEVER LEAVE YOU AGAIN I PROMISE BB <3 <3 <3
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Sam keeps them as a memory, Castiel knows, a kind of charm against whatever he is to find along the way, of everything he’s hunted and every mistake he made. If Sam can sew the skin shut and move on and all he has left of a day when Dean was pushing his intestines back in is an ugly scar, he can be proud. He keeps them mostly to himself, isn’t as comfortable changing around his brother now he’s the only one of them who’s marked, the one with more to regret, but being a part of who he is, he accepts them just the same ( ... )
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U SRS, HOW COULD SASSY BE ANYTHING BUT AMAZING
also always blow me away, I love your imagery, bb! :D I LOVE YOU FOR WRITING THIS, OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH <3 <3
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SWEETHEART I'M GOING TO LOVE IT EITHER WAY. Also, I mean, I picked five, that doesn't mean it's limited to just those. And I'm gonna love anything you write for me by default, so there's that as well. :D
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