just ‘cause she dances go go that don’t make her a ho no

vikingprince:

If there is one thing I’ve learned, is that the older you get, the more and more time you will be spending on the floor.

ooc: gotta be up earlyyyyy

im dozing off as I type this

time for some fucking food, pain meds

and then bed

my lip is such a cock block

boyfriend

sleep

internet

fuck everything

I love you all

My air conditioner is broken.

thisispamjustpam:

itsfuckingbrendanforte:

Dammit, woman! -chuckles and gets up, gripping the pillow and chasing after her into the hall, tossing it with a bit more force than before and hitting her in the back, before doubling back to the kitchen and diving behind the counter for cover-

Fucking A! -giggles losing sight of him before she can throw back- Brendan, my love. Where are you? -sniffs the air for his scent- Ah Ha! -tackling him with the pillow- I’m winning! -kisses him before heading for to her bedroom-

-covered with silent giggles, Brendan does his best to keep quiet. hearing Pam’s movements, he decides it would play to his advantage for her to find him. snickers as he is hit, he stands and walks slowly to the bedroom- Oh Pam… -knocks over a side table on the way- I’m gonna get you.

My air conditioner is broken.

itsfuckingbrendanforte:

thisispamjustpam:

Alright! Let’s just settle this. -laughs- I won’t be too easy on you. -pounces towards him, landing a pillow hit on him-

Bring. It. ON! -leaps on the last word and hits her in the stomach with the pillow, rolling off the back of the couch and hiding behind it-

Why you little! -laughs regaining herself- I’m going to get you! -leaps behind couch, slamming pillow over his head- Haha! Got you back! -gets up to ran away-

Dammit, woman! -chuckles and gets up, gripping the pillow and chasing after her into the hall, tossing it with a bit more force than before and hitting her in the back, before doubling back to the kitchen and diving behind the counter for cover-

My air conditioner is broken.

thisispamjustpam:

itsfuckingbrendanforte:

-kisses back, smiling and dashing to the couch and grabbing one- I think it is you who shall lose this one, love. -crouches, as though ready to pounce, with the pillow in his hand-

Alright! Let’s just settle this. -laughs- I won’t be too easy on you. -pounces towards him, landing a pillow hit on him-

Bring. It. ON! -leaps on the last word and hits her in the stomach with the pillow, rolling off the back of the couch and hiding behind it-

My air conditioner is broken.

thisispamjustpam:

itsfuckingbrendanforte:

Lucky! And I’d rather have a pillow fight -smirks and speeds on over, knocking on the door-

Come on in. -kisses him, picks up a pillow- Get ready to lose. -smirks-

-kisses back, smiling and dashing to the couch and grabbing one- I think it is you who shall lose this one, love. -crouches, as though ready to pounce, with the pillow in his hand-


lulz-time:

 

Sometimes I think we should just stop

and appreciate all the faces tennis has to offer us.

you missed one

thanks

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My air conditioner is broken.

thisispamjustpam:

itsfuckingbrendanforte:

Come to my cabin, love. There air’s working, we can rebuild our fort.

Lucky! And I’d rather have a pillow fight -smirks and speeds on over, knocking on the door-

Catching up. [Dean & Brendan]

Kicking at a nearby pebble as he walked down the lane, Brendan shoved his fists into the pockets of his jeans, irritated that he had woken up to a blistering cabin. Turning on all the fans and opening the windows had not helped. Not a mechanically savvy man, Brendan had no idea how to fix it. Wasn’t that something Mr. Charles would do? Not that he was around anymore. The idea of a beer sounded splendid, and as the bell tinkled with the opening of the door, Brendan could already see Dean at the bar, with two drinks ready. Smirking a bit to himself, he headed on over and sat next to him, downing one quickly before turning to Dean. “Been a while, eh?”

torturedwinchesterarchive asked:
Brendan! How the fuck have you been? Come have a beer with me. -grins-

ANGRY! My cabin is hotter than Satan’s nutsack. I could sure as hell use one. Usual bar in the city?


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