GREAT SNAKES!

Nov 07, 2011 00:53

AHOY, WELCOME, BIENVENUE, WILKOMMEN, WITAJCIE, FAILTE AND WHATEVER THE HELL YESE BLOODY WANT ( Read more... )

esca, pimping like we've never pimped before, the eagle, esca/marcus, the sunday service, heterosexual romans, marcus, threesomes

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:08:14 UTC
You're welcome :)

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:18:37 UTC
It's supposed to be inspiring, you know? I don't wand you dead, I want you all tingly inside :)

D/s? Hmm, yeah, I suppose you could do it quite well :P

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lallyloo November 7 2011, 01:14:09 UTC
Esca/Marcus - massage & frotting

hnnnnngh yesss.. this was my prompt.. :)

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:19:43 UTC
It's a very good one :)

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lalazee November 7 2011, 01:18:15 UTC
DRUNKEN VEGAS WEDDING.

HAUNTING ME SINCE IT'S BEEN PROMPTED.

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:20:32 UTC
Well, it definitely fits your style :) You could try and write one or two scenes if you don't feel like you have time for more :)

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interpol15 November 7 2011, 01:25:11 UTC
That gif is...distracting.

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:35:28 UTC
I was in the mood, sorry :)

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poziomeczka November 7 2011, 22:30:51 UTC
SO GOOD TO HAVE YOU HERE BTWWW

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interpol15 November 8 2011, 00:57:44 UTC
IT'S GOOD TO BE HERE.

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interpol15 November 7 2011, 01:28:13 UTC
Hmmm, woke up married? One of my favorites tropes. It's kind of tempting.

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ladytiferet November 7 2011, 01:35:57 UTC
Can you imagine the beautiful snark here? :D

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interpol15 November 7 2011, 02:30:33 UTC
"Marcus," Esca has to squint past his hangover at the piece of paper in his hand, "you're okay that we got married at...Elvis's Chapel O Love?"

Marcus shrugs, white sheet slipping lower own his hips. Esca fails miserably at keeping his gaze focused elsewhere. He kind of wants to punch Marcus for seeming so calm, but then he thinks that was the start of how they got here.

"What," Esca's voice goes quiet, the niggling feeling in his mind finding a voice. "Do you think it's too tacky?"

Marcus curls in on himself, shaking, and Esca throws himself scross the bed in worry. And then punch's Marcus's shoulder when he realizes he's laughing, the rat fucking bastard.

"Esca," Marcus hiccups, and wipes his eyes. "Esca, our witnesses were a dude dressed as a Centurion fro Ceasar's Palace and a guy in a seal costume, our rings are gold claddaghs, and we have matching wolf shirts. And you think Elvis is tacky?"

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savetomorrow November 7 2011, 03:34:32 UTC
I'm supposed to be doing my Finnish homework (even though I'm an English major, how does this work?!) but I'm afraid I'll die laughing now. HOLY SHIKAKA, SERIOUSLY. CANNOT STOP LAUGHING. Oh my god, my eyes are actually watering, dear god XDDD

LET ME LOVE YOU.

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