Also I'm Obsessed With Richard And Jan; They're Both Insane And I Demand They Do A Paris Episode So Jan

something something Jake thrives in chaos but craves peace, something something Bradley thrives in peace but craves chaos

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“You used to hate this part.”

Bradley’s voice is soft. Pitched low enough that his words are more rasp than velvet, more of a scratch than a balm, but Jake still feels warmed through.

He cracks an eye open slowly as Bradley’s words hang in the air, shifting a little against Bradley’s side as he forces himself back to awake instead of dozing.

“What part?” Jake asks, arm wrapping tighter around Bradley’s waist.

He hikes his leg up higher over Bradley’s thighs and yawns, wincing when the movement reminds him how they’ve spent the afternoon.

“This,” Bradley murmurs. “Just — bein’ together.”

Jake snorts. “You mean the afterglow? M’pretty sure I love this part, sore ass be damned.”

“No,” Bradley mutters fondly. Jake can’t see it happening, but he knows Bradley is rolling his eyes. “Bein’ sore is your fault, by the way. I told you I shoulda gone slower.”

“I haven’t been home for eight weeks and you picked me up wearin’ my cologne,” Jake huffs, stifling a yawn. “I didn’t want slow, I wanted you in me.”

“Romantic.”

“Bite me.”

Bradley laughs quietly, his hand moving over Jake’s arm until he’s able to press his finger against a brand new bruise forming on Jake’s shoulder. “I did, remember?”

Jake twists one of Bradley’s nipples in retaliation. “What part, then?” he asks again, brushing a kiss against Bradley’s collarbone.

Bradley settles at the kiss to his skin, running his fingers up and down the length of Jake’s arm as he answers, “The — after afterglow, I guess. You used to hate the quiet, y’know?”

Jake swallows, closing his eyes. “I still do,” he admits. “Anywhere else, I hate it. It fuckin’ makes my skin crawl.”

Bradley tilts his head so his lips brush against Jake’s forehead as he whispers, “But here’s different?”

“You know it is,” Jake whispers back. Then, teasingly — “There’s no place like home.”

“Mm, you mean back in your house or back to using my chest as a pillow?”

“Our house,” Jake replies, pressing in closer. “And yes.”

Finally catching up on Ghost Files and every time there's an underlit shot of Shane all I can think about is the mirror dude from Shrek

he’s just like me fr

Steven Lim: "we're hemorrhaging money every month I don't know if I can afford groceries at this point"

Ryan Bergara: "More than 20 people are financially dependent on me catching ghosts and my emotional relationship with a blue puppet, I'm so scared we'll fail"

Shane "meh we'll be fine" Madej: "meh we'll be fine"

Bob: Don't you get jealous?

Hangman: I never really had anything to worry about. Roo was never really good at the flirting thing.

Rooster: What are you talking about? It worked with you.

Hangman: Oh, you know what? You're right. We met, you flirted, and then bam! Ten years later you had me!

Reblog if Pirates of the Caribbean contributed to your bisexual awakening

Angela has a crush on Arastoo because he is a poet and Hodgins has a crush on Arastoo because he is a political exile sooo when are they going to fuck

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who is number one on the call sheet, Ryan? it’s you, Steven

my absolute favourite genre of Hangster fic might be "are they really enemies with benefits or is Bradley just stupid"