i can’t hang out tomorrow i’m too busy doing nothing alone sorry
James Buchanan (Bucky) Barnes
D A M A G EC H A O S
A R M A G E D D O N
me: i want something very short and small and cutesy but most importantly body safe and discreet
sex toy companies: try the DEVASTATOR SEVENTY THREE INCHES OF PURE JELLY RUBBER HYPER REALISTIC VEINS WE SHOWED IT TO A NUN ONCE AND SHE BURST INTO FLAMES THERE’S ONLY ONE SETTING: DEVASTATION THE VIBRATIONS CAUSED AN EARTHQUAKE MILLIONS ARE DEAD
do you ever hang out w/ someone and realize it’s not what you wanted to do and then you’re trapped for a few hours
00Q - Good Morning
Loosely inspired by the fic A Mountain That Has Been Moved by melfice. From the scene wherein Q procures a shirt that is not his, to once more save the day (before his first cup of Earl Grey):
It takes forty minutes.
It could have been sooner, but at twenty minutes on the dot James finds him standing at the island, fingers flying across the keys, and he’s incredibly difficult to ignore when he presses himself all along the length of Q’s backside. He’s absurdly comfortable in his own skin – and there’s far too much of it on display for Q not to notice the words on his screen are blurring sort of disastrously.