//mun is bleaching the fuck out of her hair. I AM GONNA BE BLONDE IF IT KILLS ME.

IT’S 4AM AND I GOT SHIT TO DO TODAY

ASKS: 0

DRAFTS: SO MANY

BACK: FUCK KNOWS, I NO LONGER HAVE BOUNDARIES, I’M INVINCIBLE

IT’S 4AM AND I GOT SHIT TO DO TODAY

ASKS: 0

DRAFTS: SO MANY

BACK: FUCK KNOWS, I NO LONGER HAVE BOUNDARIES, I’M INVINCIBLE

And here I am alive }.    And I don’t have the right.

The Law and the Outlaw // closed with shulkie-walters

cosmic-outlaw:

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A message from cosmic-outlaw

"You’ve already taken me on one."

A message from shulkie-walters
"Can *I* hug your husband and/or you if I promise not to squeeze too tight?"
A reply from narcissistic-alcoholic

"Depends on why you’re wanting to hug me and/or my husband. What did you break now and how much is it going to cost to replace?"
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"It wasn’t a robot. Definitely not a robot."

impressedyet:

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"Take your clothes off.
     Now.”

"Way ahead of ya."

The Law and the Outlaw // closed with shulkie-walters

cosmic-outlaw:

"Nah…" Peter said quietly, voice quaking a bit as the whole experience was still wracking his body with feelings that he hadn’t quite felt for anyone before. "Still better."

He bit the inside of his lip as he gently pulled away from her, looking over his shoulder to the room behind them. Oh, to hell with it. He liked her. He liked her a lot and it was foolish to try to pretend otherwise.

"Y’know, we’ve got the whole ship to ourselves and a few days until Xandar…" His eyes found hers and that mischievous grin crossed his features once again.

"What do you say we test the limits of that bed of yours and see if we can break it?"

Jen had tilted her head and was planting a trail of kisses along Peter’s jawline, one hand pressed flat against his back. Everything about her seemed to be brighter somehow, shivers running up and down her spine like electricity.

When Peter spoke again, she leaned back, biting her own lower lip as she listened to his proposal. “You’re right, a whole ship to ourselves… Can’t imagine you get that much privacy usually.” Jen leaned in again, removing that grin from his face with a kiss.

In answer, she stood, scooping Peter up easily and carried him back to her room with it’s huge, reinforced bed, spinning the pair of them around so that when they fell back onto the bed Jen was underneath, giggling.

"I dunno," she said, between the kisses that Peter was covering her with "It’d take something pretty incredible to break this bed."

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