#scrapingby

[mikepetersphoto]

Always leave something. #accordianplayer #accordian #subwaymusician #music #scrapingby #streetphotography #streetportrait https://www.instagram.com/p/Co6Jzq5oNTq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

I don't known if you like Benn Beckman, but can I request him sleeping curled up to get away from the stress? If you don't like him, alternatively Sabo cartwheeling onto the execution platform and taking Ace - still cartwheeling - away?

He’s taking a smoke break.

…

He’s always smoking, so maybe its just a break

Lord knows he needs it.

[khazadspoon]

@scrapingby mentioned making out in the med bay so that happened

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Things were going well. MSF was succeeding, growing and forming day by day with only the occasional stumbling block. Their little band of mercenaries had become a known quantity in the international community. They had a base with rooms instead of tents, facilities for cooking and feeding their members, and even an infirmary with more than a cot and wipeable table.

It was in that infirmary Kaz found himself pinned against a wall, big hands holding his hips tight, the smell of ozone and smoke drifting over him.

Snake had come back from his most recent mission during a storm. He’d been more keyed-up than usual, his eye bright and his muscles tight, the relatively small cut on his arm bleeding sluggishly as he was told in no uncertain terms to get his ass to the med-bay. Kaz had gone with him, watching and catching the Boss up on recent events as the medic stitched the wound up. Snake had been nearly silent throughout, only grunting when the suture tugged or Kaz needed some verbal response.

Then the medic left, leaving Kaz alone with his superior, and things had just- happened.

It wasn’t the first time they’d done this. He and Snake had kissed a handful of times, sometimes fast and hard and more teeth than kiss, sometimes slow and lazy like the tide slipping out. But each time it hit Kaz like a freight train.

Snake was a force of nature; unpredictable, apt to shift and change without warning, both hard and yielding in equal measure depending on his mood. It was one of the things Kaz loved about him.

He also loved the bite of teeth on his lower lip, the tug of hands at his belt to drag him closer. He tangled his fingers in Snake’s hair and angled their faces, pushed his hips forward and drank the low groan like thunder that Snake let out.

The force of the kiss made his sunglasses bite into the bridge of his nose but he didn’t care.

All that mattered was Big Boss, warm and solid and focussed on nothing but him. The world was reduced to the two of them. Kaz moaned as Snake’s lips found his neck, the older man mouthing at his pulse almost clumsily. The idea that someone could walk in, the medic for example coming back to check the Boss was doing what he’d been told, didn’t seem to bother him.

It didn’t bother Kaz either.

Snake panted as he tasted the sweat on Kaz’s throat, leaning back up to kiss his lips again. Their bodies moved together, grinding with no rhythm or plan, just seeking friction to stoke the heat building between them.

“Kaz,” he murmured, just saying his name, sending a shiver down Kaz’s spine.

Eventually the kiss wound down. Kaz was so hard it hurt but that didn’t matter. Snake leaned against him, pressing his back into the wall and breathed in deeply. He let out the breath in a long, drawn out sigh.

“You wanna talk about it?” Kaz asked. He ran his fingers through Snake’s hair, smoothing it as best he could.

Snake shook his head, his forehead rolling against Kaz’s shoulder.

“Okay.”

He risked dropping a light kiss to the top of Snake’s head and took in the scent of smoke that clung to the man. It wasn’t a nice smell, exactly, but it comforted him nonetheless.

“I missed you, that’s all. Saw you standing on the platform and… this was all I could think about.”

The confession made his heart skip. He forced himself to relax, not to react too openly, not to show how desperately happy that made him feel. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Snake took another deep breath and held it. His hands moved, the injury on his arm stopping his left arm moving too high. His right hand rested on Kaz’s neck, cradling it almost. Kaz felt himself hold on a little tighter.

They lingered a little longer under the fluorescent lighting of the infirmary until Snake stood up straight, his hand slipping from Kaz’s neck down his chest.

“Come on, I still need to debrief you on my mission,” Snake said.

“Oh really? Snake, I’m not that kind of guy!” He replied with a quirk of his lips.

Snake chuckled and shook his head. “We both know that’s not true.”

They shared a laugh and Kaz straightened his shirt, smoothed the wrinkles out that Snake had caused with his frantic kiss. They left the room and headed to the room Kaz used as an office, shoulders brushing every so often.

Kaz didn’t think he could get any happier.

[sweetiepie08]

@scrapingby I’m afraid it’s true.

The fact that I am now older than the entire cast of Yugioh with the exception of Grandpa Muto…

Everyone was stupidly young in that show! Have you seen Pegasus?! He doesn’t look like any 24 year old I’ve ever seen!

[cynfularts]

I know its a repeat picture, but I'm looking for commissions to help me get my oil chamged and some left over bills. Literally my entire paycheck plus a little extra goes to rent so any and all commissions are needed and appreciated #commission #commissionsopen #oilchange #scrapingby https://www.instagram.com/p/Bt-P0KYHme-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lnhq1637qawj

[smallreddog]

Work in progress #painting #scrapingby. @artworksy #absrtact https://www.instagram.com/p/Btx8EKEBYRy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=o6svjk3o29df

[lilmikesf]

#Shovel #Grit #Asphalt #Work #TheEvilThatMenDo #ShovelingCoal #PutYourBackIntoIt #ScrapingBy #BlackLung #Texturized #Tar #RealWork #STFU #RoadWork #YouHaveNoIdea #DeskJockey (at Lower Bottoms, Oakland, California)

[modshot]

Appealing colors. #chicago #brickwall #scrapingby (at Chicago, Illinois)

[it-is-what-it-is-buttercup]

So I took a test in American Politics and didn't know it was the midterm, I also didn't believe my score, I thought I wrote it. I may sleep in class but Guess who got an A? (; #scrapingby #college #ownedthattest #barelystudied

[letstrytomorrow]

omg facebook thanks for letting me be all nostalgic and unproductive during finals week...woo freakin' hoo

[vilecompany]

Creep this pic of @kasshafrass Repping this #scrapingby design ! Find this and others on www.vilecompany.storenvy.com #vile #vileco #vilecompany #girlsofvilecompany

[faithwillberewarded]

#thebridge #volumesix #scrapingby #RosaAleman #poetry (Taken with Instagram)