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once more i make an attempt to be on layne again

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protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

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atlantisking:

down boy

never

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atlantisking replied to your post: anyone up for anything??

always up for anything with anyone you know that! as in………….. with my characters…. this is so wrong i am so sorry

don’t you mean so right???

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anyone up for anything??

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bisnero:

He eyes him, the dark hue that takes over naturally wide eyes having yet to subside.

❛ Y’would’ve saved yourself the fuckin’ TRIP if I could trust you. ❜

Simple fact. Trust had been broken and now Layne here? He was going to either work to bridge that unfortunate gap or someone would need to fix his soon to be broken bones.

Simple, but messy.

He nears the other, takes him in. He’s built SMALL, and all that lip he’d gotten earlier had been refreshing, although unwelcome.

❛ Y’ain’t all there, are ya kid? ❜

A simple observation. Simple. It worked.

For now.

❝ I told you the truth. Not my fault you don’t trust me. ❞

Though he knew he could have gone about it in a nicer way, the damage was done. There was nothing he could do about it as far as he knew. Though it seemed Rafael had something else in store for him.

Looking up to him, he let out a sigh to the question, only to laugh at the first answer that came to his own mind. His hand ran along his head.

❝ You wouldn’t be the first to say that about me. But that depends on what you think’s missin’. ❞

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atlantisking:

“   What   most would do   around this time, just going to a bar for a few drinks… my route happened to lead me through here.   “     He takes a glance at the men lying on the ground, then back at his new acquaintance, doing his best to assess the situation to the best of his abilities, even if he was no Bruce Wayne in such regard. For now he decided to believe the man.

“   Should we tie them up then and call the police? Don’t mean to butt in to your business, I just want to make sure they will get what they deserve, especially if it turns out they already have a rep sheet.   “

Well, that was what most people would do around there... How he hadn’t been caught by someone else beforehand was a miracle. Maybe he should have been more careful and planned this out more thoroughly. Sighing, Layne scrubbed a hand along his face and thought about what he needed to do next until the man spoke up and offered a suggestion.

“ Yeah... that’d be best. ” He had gone into the half-cocked. Might as well not have done anything at all. Now he needed something to tie the guys up with. “ I’ve got an idea... but it’ll result in property damage. ”

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likeart:

       “ well, i suppose that an open door would always        mean that one may SAUNTER IN as they so pleased.        what may i do for you? “        

             “ i was contemplating just walking past and not                 bothering... but i saw some of the artwork in here.                 just had to take a better look. ”

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wcrdcddy:

      ‘ Well shit then – thought I was being damn   LOUD.   ‘

Though he would   LOVE   to see him try and deck him.

          ‘ Maybe not loud enough. ’

Or maybe he was out of it. He didn’t sleep well that night and his nerves were frayed.

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lxthologica:

             “Yeah, damn right you won’t,” Alex grumbled to himself, trying his best to give the appearance of someone who had just undergone extreme emotional pain and agony and would definitely not be returning to Layne, so great was the wound, while at the same time pressing his head up and into Layne’s gently moving fingers. He shifted a little, getting comfy against Layne’s side, and snaked an arm around his waist, squeezing for a brief moment. “You cut me deep, babe, claiming lack of enthusiasm from me, a theatre person. I’m gonna have to leave you for a remark like that, just you wait and see.” A pause. “And I’m taking Salem with me.”

             “ You always threaten to take him! ” Every mock argument they got into always managed to end up there, Layne breaking the feigned mood and laughing a little as he nudged Alex. “ One day I’m going to tell you to go right ahead. And you’ll end up with the moodiest cat in the world. ” Not that he didn’t love Salem and it would take heaven and hell to get him to give up his cat, but he couldn’t help laughing at that, pulling Alex in to press a kiss to the side of his head. “ You’re gonna need to find a new way to threaten me. ”

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thequarrelsome:

There is a soft pout on his lips as the bottle is taken away from him, but he won’t start arguing, partly because Lambert’s willingness to argue minimises when he’s drunk, and partly because even he has to admit, they’ve been already having a pretty good time.

And just like that, the pout disappeared and was replaced by a small smirk as Layne scooched closer.

“ I think it  depends,  perhaps at times you like it if someone makes an effort for you, tries to woo you, but if the offer is enticing enough… “  Leaning in close his lips brush against Layne’s earlobe as he whispers.  “ … I think that whisper will do. “ As he finishes his sentence he gently nips his lobe. 

This game they were playing? It was interesting. Fun because Lambert was getting into it, and now that the man didn’t seem to be stumbling over himself trying to think of something, Layne could refrain from laughing. He watched the smirk tug at his lips and hummed softly when he felt lips brush against his ear. The nip was enough to get him started, heat spreading throughout his body.

“ I think you’re right... ” One of his hands moved to Lambert’s thigh, caressing it lightly before squeezing. “ Sometimes that’s all it takes. There’s a lot of fun to be had... but sometimes... ” He squeezed his leg again, his head turning so their lips ghosted against each other. “ Sometimes... it’s fun to make someone work.” And with that, Layne pulled his hand away and pulled back, putting a slight distance between them as he smirked. “ Makes the payoff in the end more intense. ”

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                       I’VE SET THIS THING SO THAT IT COULD KILL A WHALE IN SECONDS –                                                                   not that I’d kill a whale.                                              I SHALL JAM IT STRAIGHT INTO MY HEAD!!!

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“Why are you in my apartment Alan?”