RandomLittleImp

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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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annalu86

Motivation



Tim could hear the key in the doorway, Lucy would be walking through the door to her apartment any second and would immediately see all his hard work and he was, honestly, super excited.


He had spent his entire day off running round the city picking up bits and pieces, he’d even been to a stationery store to print and laminate things.

And it was time to see if all his hard work would pay off.


On the kitchen island Tim had placed 2 large boxes and a large glass jar. One box was label ‘Taste’, the other ‘Have’ and the jar was labelled ‘Time’. The boxes were full of a variety of parcels, wrapped as neatly as Tim was capable and the jar was full of brightly coloured, miniature envelopes.


Tim stood proudly behind them, nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot as he waited for his girlfriend to push open the door.

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A second go at a first date.


Tim is not against public displays of affection. Within reason.

He actively likes holding hands with women he is in a relationship with.

He’s been known to put his hand on a lower back, or an arm round a shoulder

And maybe even a quick hug.

He likes to think it was because he was a gentleman, he would tell his partners their relationship was no one else’s business but he was beginning to believe that maybe he’d never been in a relationship where he just couldn’t keep his hands off the other person before…

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badjokesbyjeff
badjokesbyjeff

A man walks into a bar with his monkey….

“Hey, you can’t bring a monkey into my bar!” yells the barman.

“Ah, but he’s trained and won’t be a problem” replies man.

“Okay, but any funny stuff and you’ll have to leave….what’ll it be?” relents the barman.

“Just a beer would be great, thanks”

As the barman is pouring the beer, the monkey runs over to the pool table and swallows the cue ball. The barman is furious, kicking the man and his monkey out of the bar.

The next day the man returns to the bar with his monkey on a leash.

“So sorry about yesterday, he’s not normally like this….” apologises man, offering the barman $50 as apology for the pool ball.

“Well, okay. You can come in but the monkey needs to stay on the bar on a leash where I can see him. What’ll it be?”

“Just a beer would be great, thanks”

As the barman is pouring the beer, the monkey take a peanut from the bowl, pops it up his bumhole a couple of times before pulling it out and swallowing it. The barman is furious!

“That’s disgusting! First eating a pool ball and now shoving peanuts up his ass! What’s wrong with your monkey?!” yells the barman.

“Ah, after trying to shit out a pool ball, now he tries everything for size first”

badjokesbyjeff
badjokesbyjeff

A woman decides to have a face lift for her 50th birthday. She spends $15,000 and looks sensational. On her way home, she stops at a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving, she says to the clerk, ‘I hope you don’t mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?”.

’About 32,’ is the reply.’

‘Nope! I’m exactly 50,’ the woman says happily.

A little while later she goes into McDonald’s and asks the counter girl the very same question.

The girl replies, ‘I’d guess about 29.’ The woman replies with a big smile, ‘Nope, I’m 50.’

Now she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops at a candy shop on her way down the street.

She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the assistant the same burning question.

The clerk responds, ‘Oh, I’d say 30.’

Again she proudly responds, ‘I’m 50, but thank you!’

While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.

He replies, ‘Lady, I’m 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was young there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was. It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra Then, and only then I can tell you EXACTLY how old you are.’

They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the better of her. She finally blurts out, ‘What the hell, go ahead.’

He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast and he gently pinches each nipple. He pushes her breasts together and rubs them against each other.

After a couple of minutes of this, she says, ‘Okay, okay…..How old am I?’

He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says, ‘Madam, you are 50.’

Stunned and amazed, the woman says, ‘That was incredible, how could you tell?’

‘I was behind you at McDonalds’.

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touchstone, talisman

agentmmayy

Title: touchstone, talisman

Summary:

He runs through the facts. Lucy made it home. With Chris. They had dinner together. At some point, Chris left but Lucy isn’t here. She didn’t leave a text or a note, but if she was still upset enough from the day then she wouldn’t have. It doesn’t mean she was taken against her will. It could just mean she needed to be alone and found a place to- time slows down enough for Tim to pluck the answer out of his tornado of thoughts. “I know where she is,” he says. “Come on.”

Fandom: The Rookie

Relationships: Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen, Tim Bradford & Tamara Collins

Tags: Post 4x17, Hurt/Comfort, Bed Sharing

Word Count: ~5.6k

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