what happens if an undercover cop posing as a drug dealer deals to an undercover cop posing as a drug buyer
I read about where something similar to this happened except they were investigating prostitution and they arrested each other and like a year later ended up getting married.
it probably seems like i cry over stupid shit but tbh i usually end up crying because i’ve stored up all of my upset feelings from multiple things rather than express them and then the littlest thing sets me off like spilling my drink may not be that big of a deal but when i’ve stored up that many negative emotions it feels like i busted a hole in the hoover dam
i love how “lmao” has evolved over the years from a genuine expression of mirth to the modern symbol of wet, unemphatic amusement; the mere ghost of an emotion, reflecting the journey of modern youth from innocent naievete to hardened apathy. ayyy lmao
sometimes there aren’t words
Dean Winchester is a lot of things.
He’s a pirate first and foremost. Captain of the most feared vessel in the seven seas, The Impala.
He’s an older brother, both to his younger brother Sam, and their younger half-brother Adam. Both of whom serve on his ship’s crew.
He’s a master at getting willing bodies into his bed, man or woman.
And right now, Dean Winchester is horny as all fuck.
Normally, this would be a problem. The Impala was currently at sea, sailing from the Incan colonies of the south back up to the Caribbean. The ship wasn’t expected to even see land for another week.
Thankfully though, Dean has had a solution to such a problem for almost three years.
Lord Castiel of Nottingham had originally been a prisoner of the Impala and her crew. Dean and Sam, who served both as bitch younger brother and First Mate, had thought they could get a lot of money for a beloved Lords son.
They had been slightly wrong, as the Lord of Nottingham had been more than happy to be rid of his disgrace of a youngest son, who was both too sympathetic to the common people and a queer.
Needless to say, the captive in question was not happy, both about his father basically outing him as a sodomite to the entirety of England, and about now having to stay with the crew of the Impala, since his father certainly didn’t want him back.
Dean had taken the handsome lord to his bed not long after, both due to a wild attraction between the two of them, and to keep the rest of his crew away from Castiel.
A now ex-crew member had attempted to force himself on the lord’s son shortly after he arrived on the ship, but before he had taken up with the Captain. Dean has had Alistair walk the plank into shark infested waters, and enjoyed the sight of the hungry animals ripping the scum limb from limb.
It could be argued that Dean is slightly over protective of Castiel, but no one was dumb enough to say that to the captain’s face. Except maybe his brothers.
Dean debated going to find his precious lord to scratch the itch he’d been feeling all morning, but it was deemed unnecessary, when a lithe body slide up next to him, and a warm hand made its way across his chest.
“Shirtless again, Captain?” a low, dark voice growled in Dean’s ear. He turned his head to leer down at the smaller, dark haired man in his arms.
“Only to entice you into my bed again and again, my lord.” Dean replied, causing Castiel to chuckle.
“And to think, I came all the way out here to entice you into our bed.” Dean’s leer grew even wider.
“Lead the way.”
I could not be more obsessed and more weak in the knees over these GIFS….that mouth….and those sparkly eyes…..