Flamingos Arent Mean

The Jigsaw cases are getting under Snafu’s skin and he wants to quit. He thinks he’s being followed, that someone knows he’s been covering up for dirty agents and warming Special Agent Toye’s bed on the down-low whenever the man was in town. And just when Snafu had been getting things right with Hoosier, Toye shows up. Is it coincidence or does it have something to do with the Jigsaw cases and the notes he’s been finding? What he doesn’t know is that Hoosier is in bed with a certain Detective Liebgott but much more metaphorically, and someone’s onto him as well. They’re going to find themselves trapped in a game, ready or not. 

Merriell Shelton, aka: Snafu, is a criminal informant and a special consultant for the FBI. He’s grown close to his handler, Deputy Marshall Bill “Call Me Hoosier, everyone does” Smith, closer than he should. Snafu is a complex mesh of awkward and intense that makes up a strangely seductive siren call for his handler. They both know they shouldn’t, that it complicates things, but they’re infamous for being complicated. Hoosier keeps denying it and Snafu keeps pushing, wanting to see just where that line is, how far he can take things - always wanting more. Guys like them don’t get happy endings, they don’t get the domestic fantasy and the Disney sunset walkoff while the screen fades to black.

“i’m with everyone and yet none…”

gimme (alton) more

absolutely no one: alton more warming up his hands in bastogne: 👊✋👊✋👊

#the worst group of guys you can ask for info on a brothel #two of them are in love with each other #the other one just wants to go home to his fiancée