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I want the K!!
31: RAGE Kiss
It’s a job gone sour; rotten from within, disloyalty among his ranks. Someone betrayed him, someone dared turn a client against him. He was furious! Foreign curses slipped passed clenched teeth as he paced Serenity’s cargo bay-- a place he’d retreated to, finding sanctuary while he figured out a way to restructure-- to cut the decay from the organization he’d built. 
His gorram life’s work!
How dare his own men turn against him, after all he’d done! 
Anger sat hot in his chest, swelling up with each thought, each suspicion on just who could’ve done it, but his was a world of cutthroats and deceptions; liars and crooks, hired guns for the right amount of coin--
How could he have expected loyalty when the highest bidder ebbs the rest?
An unsettled thought stops him in his tracks; expression shifting from anger to resentment to doubt-- and there, sat a few feet from him, Jayne had quietly let Badger rage while he cleaned his gun. 
Would his ‘loyalty’, too, be bought from him?
Bitterness rises like bile in his stomach; mixing sickly with the anger in his chest. 
“Want me to kill ‘em for you?” The question comes so casually from the mercenary that Badger stalls in his steps, gaze lifting to watch a man gaze down the length of his weapon, discerning any imperfections he might’ve missed in something so routine. 
There’s no hesitation in the offer, no doubt, and though he’s loathed to read more into it, it almost seemed like a favor.
Badger stepped closer to Jayne, focused now on what to do next with his troublesome group of henchmen. “I don’t want t’ kill them, no--” Another step, thoughts tangling up with every awful deed to be done, “I want t’ teach them a lesson. Make sure they know exactly who they’re dealin’ with.” 
Jayne’s set Vera aside in favor of something new, fingers reaching out, smile slowly pulling at the corners of his lips. “Well that-- I reckon I can do that, too.”
Badger can’t help the breath that escapes him; what fool he was for the slim hope of loyalty-- of something more, when here, with strong hands lifting to curl around the nape of his neck, is one paid for services rendered. 
Oh, how greedy he is to want more...
He leans in; sealing those lips against his own though anger still settled in his chest. He bites, tugs, wants, and Jayne responds, taking over a dictated kiss before putting an abrupt end to it.
“Now stop pacin’. You’ll wear a hole in the gorram floor.” 
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anicehat · 7 years
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Send me ‘I want the K’ in the inbox and I’ll generate a number
Version 2! Original post is unavailable, sorry about that!
Me and input-command have collaborated and decided to make the meme bigger, more fun and crazy. We think we made it more complete and random than it was before. Happy drawing or whatever you’ll do with it! :D
Use https://www.random.org/ to generate a number!
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Back Kiss
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: ULTRA Forceful Kiss
21: Kiss in the Rain
22: Butt Kiss
23: Uppercut “Kiss”
24: Disgusted Kiss
25: Nose kiss lvl 2 - grab it with your mouth
26: Pocky/Spaghetti Kiss
27: Sub Sandwich Kiss
28: Hair Kiss
29: Ear Kiss
30: Accidental Kiss
31: RAGE Kiss
32: Wedding Kiss (let the ship sail)
33: Awkward Kiss
34: Inexperienced Kiss
35: Death Kiss
36: Kiss with explosions in the background
37: Anime Kiss
38: Greeting Kisses
39: Animal kiss
40: A Lot Of Kisses
41: Naughty Kiss
42: Potato Kiss
43: Kiss on the tongue
44: Then there’s tongue
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                                       The thought process came to a full stop. Badger’s words echoed in his mind as lips pressed against his and a gesture far too intimate was brought upon him. There were rules, ways he had been raised by and all of them just went out and away as Badger kissed him. Eyes stood wide open in surprise but they didn’t see anything and instead of punching the other man, Jayne was petrified. A few heartbeats passed in which he felt the businessman move against him, with another kiss his eyes fluttered closed and for just the shortest of moments he allowed himself to be kissed before forcefully shoving the other man away.  ❝  Ruttin’ hell, I told ya, I ain’t sly!  ❞
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                                      This whole act was reserved for special people, for the ones he cared about, because otherwise, things would be mindless humping               except Badger was right, it was real simple. They could just get on sexin’ and settle the rest later. It wasn’t even a bad idea, the kiss had felt good after all and before the notion could be elaborated further, Jayne stepped into Badger’s space. Calloused hands found the man’s lapels again but this time it was to pull him in. Teeth nibbled on lips, this kiss was rougher, harder, enough to push them both against the nearest flat surface to steady their heated bodies. ( Maybe they could keep the kissing to a minimum while doing this? )  ❝  ’S always how you settle things? ❞
He’s shoved back, listening to words he’s heard far more times than he’d care to hear again. I ain’t sly. Oh, how often must he be reminded? His was a world of deviants, of crooks and thieves and mercenaries; luxury in who you knew, but less in who you could trust.
     To be vulnerable— to show his hand, even for a romp, was a dangerous game to play in the underworld.
And yet, here he was, mind racing to put together a clever remark, to simply laugh it off as all in good fun, and forget it ever happened, more or less, mattered.
But Jayne is back, closing in, and though Badger had prepared for the punch that never came, he isn’t prepared for the kiss he receives— rough and angry; a sea in a storm crashing against a cliff side.
He sighs into the kiss, kisses back even as papers are knocked from the cabinet he’d been shoved against and denies a whimper to fall from bitten lips the moment Jayne speaks.
     “Well—… only with cavemen.” A coy remark with the slyest of smiles; a tease. He pulls Jayne in before the gorram idiot can protest, and kisses him again, letting hands roam and tug and pull at the mercenary’s shirt.
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Fingertips brush upward against Jayne’s stomach, “Besides,” Another kiss, this time, following the path of Jayne’s jaw. "I want t’ see the goods for m’self before I pit you against one of my best."
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anicehat · 7 years
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hello daily reminder not to ignore female muses and disregard all the hard work put into them bc chances are they had to put in 5 times the effort a male muse has to put in for a sliver of the attention. also? don’t Assume they ONLY exist to jump dick. thanks.
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anicehat · 7 years
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I’m here loves, but give me a bit. It’s hotter than Satan’s armpit and I’ve just come from a shower. I might have to step out and run some errands!
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anicehat · 7 years
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Day 11
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I honestly love the last one with all my heart 
Sarah and Mark’s selfies  are adorable as all hell 
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anicehat · 7 years
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Of course, you couldn’t buy an invite with a diamond the size of a testicle, but I’ve got my hands on a couple… of invites!
Badger (via whedonesque)
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                                      It’s the rocking motion he couldn’t stop as Jayne finally realized his mind hadn’t ventured that far. ( Sit it out and wait? He didn’t want to let go. )            Face slack, for a moment his features displayed just how deep in thought he was, trying to figure this whole situation out before icy blues found Badger’s hands. It was a journey as he took in every single finger wrapped around his own wrists and lightly caressing the skin until he went on to stare at the exposed neck. Bared and perfect for him to sink his teeth into, the seeming gesture of surrender wasn’t lost on him as it vaguely bathed him in a false sense of security until finally, his gaze found the businessman’s face. Confusion and surprise were painted over his expression for only a few heartbeats as the angered mask returned to its place.
                                      ❝  Gorramit, you better find me someone to punch then.  ❞  Yes, imminent violence was the best answer he could come up with because everything else seemed to be the results of his brain not being in functioning order. It was strange how he felt himself reacting to some signals Badger sent out in ways usually whores pranced in front of him. Weird signals were followed by hot reactions that made him want to bend forward and claim the man to wipe away the smugness.  ❝  Or I’ll take it out on you, it’s real simple!  ❞
He could be coy here— to send another batch of mixed signals and see how much further he could confusticate before one of them gave up out of frustration, but he finds himself leaning up and leaning in, gaze steady on the way Jayne’s lips moved—
It happens quickly and without much thought; the hand wrapped around Jayne’s wrists, used as leverage to reach a goal what had never been in his plans for the day— but here they were, a tease, a flirt, a soon-to-be fight.
Lips press against lips and at first, it’s hungry, it’s want and need wrapped in a fleeting moment; a drawn in breath held bated, lips and teeth nipping in favor of deepening this stolen thing.
Oh, how good it feels to give in, just this once.
Whether or not Jayne feels the same way, remains to be seen— and he mentally prepares himself for the punch that might come his way, for his trouble.
Another kiss, another brush of his lips as hooded gaze lifts to meet the mercenary’s. His voice is low, a breathy whisper against those very lips he wanted nothing more than to return to.
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“Real simple.”
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anicehat · 7 years
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Young Mark Shepard! 😍
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anicehat · 7 years
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i know i said i was going to be on here...
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anicehat · 7 years
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Reblog if your muse has a nice butt
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                                                ❝  Sex. Muscle. Humor. Thuggery. Jayne. ❞
↳  JAYNE COBB. mutually exclusive. somewhat shiny. penned by dottie. graphic credit goes to @atomiism  ❤
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anicehat · 7 years
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I’ve had the most exhausting day: 2 hours of sleep, up by 2 am, flight at 6, little brother, then mom and dad, and then beloved aunt------ who i spent 6 hours showing her how to use an android (i am an iphone user) and setting up her emails and photos and everything technology related.
but: I got korean food. (happiness is eating the food of your people with your people)
so now I’m finally on a couch that’ll be my bed for the next-- oh, 5 hours? and then it’s up and off to do what I actually came down here to do: watch my best friend force her beautiful baby boy into the archaic practice of baptism before i’m back on a plane and headed home.
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anicehat · 7 years
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Love me, please. I did stuff, but now i’m crashing. Sleep debt and all. Gonna see if i can take a snooze. I’ll be on tomorrow! HOPEFULLY!
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