Meteor shower of 1833. “(T)he greatest phenomenon of the kind on record. Compared to a fall of snowflakes.” Science guide 92.American Museum of Natural History. 1946.
Dax sighed a little as he heard his name being called out from behind him. There was Miles, heading towards him at the bar. He smiled politely, but knew he was going to be stuck with the guy for at least the next half an hour. This bar was a great spot to pick up guys before they all headed off to the clubs, and wasting half an hour trying to shake off an overly keen nineteen year old was not part of Dax’s plan. It wasn’t that Miles wasn’t attractive; he really was. Dax had seen him at a festival in the summer with his shirt off and dancing around with his toned body on show. The sight was more than enough to give Dax a boner.
However, Miles was also fatally boring and far too into him. As soon as he came over, Dax knew he was going to have to listen to the guy telling him all about his first semester in college: the assignments he had completed, the dull people he had met. It made him think that, if he ever did get too drunk and end up in bed with Miles, what a passionless, disappointing encounter it would turn out to be. He imagined Miles wanting to cuddle afterwards and share life stories. He’d never get rid of him!
“I’m meeting a new guy at another bar in ten minutes,” Dax lied, after listening to Miles go on for some time. After his fifth shot of vodka, his libido was fully engaged and his tolerance for small talk was dissipating.
I have probably drawn Baker!Thor (from my human AU) over a hundred times but I think I finally cought his essence with this one. The way he visibly cares for his hair, his smoulder, his sensuality, his softness and love for life! (And lack of clothes hee) He’s a beautiful sexyman and he knows it.
Hello, I did the thing Also a bit of OC backstory: When Koh and Rompt used to date back in college it was very common for this to happen, he was working on gaining weight for the wresting after all! It was so often than Koh ended up making almost all of Rompt’s wardrobe
I love Alex Schaefer impasto works depicting branches of Chase bank going up in flames in daytime. They were from a series by him called “Disaster Capitalism,” and apparently the banks (and cops) would pretend he was planning acts of arson to try and make him stop painting. [via mutantspace, via Janie]
