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Lorna Dane ([info]geek_magnet) wrote in [info]devolve,
@ 2011-01-26 21:40:00

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Entry tags:alisa_tager, bobby_drake, guthriespawn, jean-paul_beaubier, jimmy_proudstar, kitty_pryde, kurt_wagner, lorna_dane, ororo_munroe, paige_guthrie, sam_guthrie, sharon_smith

Open to Everybody
Who: Everybody watching the fireworks outside
What: Watching the fireworks outside
Where: Outside
When: Evening
Rating: PG?
Status: Complete

Lorna was settled on the roof with a mug of cocoa in her hands waiting for Jubilee to do her thing. She'd set one of the cameras trained on the area, so anybody who didn't want to brave the snow and cold could watch from the camera room.

"Okay, they need to hurry the hell up," she said, even the slight green glow around her and Jubilee got brighter, along with the heat she was emanating. "I cannot keep this up forever."



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[info]blueisbetter
2011-01-27 09:52 am UTC (link)
Kurt was very glad that JP was in possession of the thermos when he got around to comparing milking to holding a penis, because he was fairly sure if he'd been drinking it would have ended with either a spit-take or his sinuses being irrigated with spiked coffee. Neither prospect was at all appealing, and he was glad to limit himself to a startled snort.

"You realize I have an almost overwhelming urge to test this theory now." And the outcome would be equally amusing were JP either excessively good or excessively bad at it...though perhaps a bit disappointing if it turned out he was simply average.

Kurt followed Jean-Paul's gaze, easily picking out the occupants of the other roof in between the bursts of colored light. Definitely no sign of Bobby, though he didn't expect to see him there and he shrugged it off mentally as he turned his attention back to the next burst of colored lights...and to JP's comment.

"Excue me, Herr Beaubier?" He turned his head to the side to fix JP with a glowing golden stare, much more baleful than the teasing look he actually intended due to the darkness. "Are you comparing me to a disreputable plush dog?"

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[info]fastfood
2011-01-27 06:30 pm UTC (link)
"I'd rather not make that much of a spectacle of myself, thanks. Especially when there might be children present. 'Testing' of that theory should be kept to specifically privileged folks and not the general public. I'm not exhibitionist. Usually." He cleared his throat a little before scoffing as Kurt slandered his precious pooch.

"I'll have you know that that 'disreputable plush dog' happens to be a fine, well-bred gentleman, sir." He drew his arm back, very lightly elbowing Kurt. Afterward, he relaxed more against him, watching the fireworks for another few seconds before speaking again. "He actually might be jealous, honestly. You get a lot more cuddle time than he does these days. I think he's starting to think I don't love him."

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[info]blueisbetter
2011-01-27 07:16 pm UTC (link)
Kurt snorted, again just as happy he wasn't drinking. "I wasn't asking you to blow the cow, Züegig. I think it should be safe for you to get your hands on one without giving the impression that you're trying to molest it, unless your...technique...where penises are involved is entirely more explicit than my possibly limited imagination can conjure."

He 'oofed' quietly at the elbow to his ribs, the reaction entirely unjustified by the lightness of the touch. "Your 'fine, well-bred gentleman' is missing patches of fur," Kurt pointed out mock-primly, even as he leaned comfortably into the press of JP against him and his tail tightened its grip at the other man's waist, the spade twitching absently against his hip. "But if you're so concerned about his mental state you could always bring him out for cuddles before you're completely trashed."

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[info]fastfood
2011-01-29 04:14 am UTC (link)
"I wasn't insinuating my mouth would be involved, but thank you for the severely disturbing mental imagery. Anyway, it's been so long who knows what impression my skill level gives off anymore." JP waved his hand dismissively in the air a bit, taking one more drink from the container before deciding he was done with it for now.

"He got more than his fair share of cuddles back in the day. He knows where he stands. And all those missing patches just means he was well-loved. I'm sure when you've had someone clinging lovingly to you for almost three decades you'll start going bald too. And I doubt you'll complain, or care if other people have anything to say about it." He finished that statement by flicking his tongue out childishly, tasting the contents of the thermos on his lips.

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[info]blueisbetter
2011-01-29 05:55 am UTC (link)
"I was simply pointing out that there wasn't likely to be anything terribly erotic about your technique when transferred from cocks to udders." Kurt grinned impishly and prodded JP lightly in the side with his tail. "But I'm happy to have provided bonus mental scarring."

He snagged the thermos from JP and took a drink himself, watching over the rim as more sparkles burst across the sky and refracted through the ice sculptures below before screwing the lid back on, setting it aside, and turning back to JP just in time to see his tongue flick out. He snorted and reached out to flick the errant appendage with a thick finger. It seemed a much safer response than his initial impulse. "Very mature, Herr Beaubier, but I certainly hope not. The loving clinging I could happily live with, but I think if they're rubbing my fur off perhaps they're clinging somewhat too tightly."

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[info]fastfood
2011-01-29 06:22 am UTC (link)
"I don't think the cow would appreciate it either, to be perfectly honest." JP finished before adding. "And I think we're in dire need of a topic change before I have a hard time looking at a cow the same way." Not that he ever went near the barn area or saw the cows much to begin with. He didn't have anything against animals, but had such an overall lack of experience with them that there was little point in wandering down there without a reason anyway.

"It would just be breaking you in, like a nice pair of pants," he reasoned thoughtfully, though sounded a little distracted as his eyes followed another bright spark in the sky. "I wonder if anyone else is watching this." The words came almost accidentally, as if they'd completely bypassed his brain and simply spouted out of his mouth, and he paused once he realized he'd actually spoken then. Still, he followed up, imagining there was little point in stopping now. "On the other side of the wall, I mean." His mind noted 'if there's anyone alive to see it', and thankfully he managed to stop himself before he said it aloud.

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[info]blueisbetter
2011-01-29 06:44 am UTC (link)
Kurt snorted again, a quiet laugh as he leaned back on his hands and looked up to the sky, though before he could answer JP was speaking again. He sighed, tipping his head back and imagining what someone beyond the wall must think, seeing such a display.

"There are others out there," he murmured. Others besides the thugs and looters who passed through on occasion, preying on the innocent, and sometimes making the mistake of trying to prey on them as well. "Maybe...maybe it will bring them to us." Things weren't easy by any stretch of the imagination, but they could support more if they had to. They could do more to be able to support them if they had to.

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[info]fastfood
2011-01-29 07:32 am UTC (link)
"Mm," was JP's only reply, his eyes following the movement of the lights again without really looking at them, seemingly lost in thought. His mind, however, suddenly couldn't seem to get past the word 'pretty', which would have been a relief if the Canadian had been paying attention. The topic at hand usually brought on a slew of less-than-pleasant memories and mental pictures that JP honestly didn't want to deal with for the night.

"I'm stealing you tonight." The words were clear, affirmative, as if Kurt had no choice in the matter at all, and JP made no move to glance back and see whether or not they were being properly received. They didn't sound like an order, just a statement of fact, though he hardly thought Kurt would have anything to say to deflect them.

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[info]blueisbetter
2011-01-29 08:00 am UTC (link)
Kurt's mind was taking its own side-trip along paths better left untrodden, and he stared fixedly at the colors bursting across the sky above them, as though the light and glare could burn less pleasant images away. Jean-Paul's voice, when it came again, was a more than welcome distraction, and Kurt turned his attention to him instead.

"Stealing me from what is the question." He smiled faintly, the barest twitch of his lips, and slipped one hand up JP's back to thread thick fingers into his hair in a loose grip. Something to hold onto. "Nothing I'd rather be doing, certainly."

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