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hausofmarkemy:

In the episode commentary for 2x01, the famous eye-sex scene in the car is discussed.

Alex: “This scene really shows the nature of their relationship. It’s really sort of brotherly and they can go from wanting to kill each other to a place of love very quickly which is what makes it an interesting relationship and something we can relate to as well…and I’m in love with Scott.”

Daniel: “That’s a longing look right there. I’m not so sure that’s brotherly.”

I read this and I’m D.O.N.E.! Bless you Daniel, you said this, what all of shippers think hehee and Alex, yes, We know you love Scott ♥ That’s kinda obvious *wink* ♥

O’Caan Friday!! 

contextualrandomness:

Inspired by this photo.

“But Scott, he will hear you,” Alex whined as he covered the dog’s ears with his hands.

“He’s a dog; I highly doubt he understands what I’m saying.”

“But he can tell from your tone that you don’t love him.”

Alex was working all of his magic over on Scott, sad eyes, pouty lips, and the overall puppy look that usually had Scott melting into a pool of nothingness at Alex’s feet. But Scott needed to stay strong. Yes, he loved dogs, that much was obvious. But they already had two, and adding a third one, no matter how adorable and well-trained, just because his current owners were moving and couldn’t bring him with them did not mean it was time to sign the paperwork and pick out a new doggy bed.

“I think he’s adorable, but we’ve already got Dot and Dusty,” Scott reasoned as he scratched behind the dog’s ears; he couldn’t resist a dog for long.

“So, I bet they’ll love having a brother, just another dog to play with.” Alex’s infectious perky attitude was starting to grate on Scott’s last nerve.

“We’re barely home as it is. This guy is about to be separated from the only family he knows, and it would be unfair to take him home when he’d have to spend very long days by himself while we’re at work.”

“Home by himself, really Scotty,” Alex questioned in a tone of voice that radiated doubt.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means that I think the number of times Dot has ruined a shot because she’s run up to see you proves that our dogs rarely stay home for long days; they’re usually here with us or at home with Saxon who can play with them. This guy will have so much fun at our house. It’s near the water, it’s got a little beach, and he’s been trained around camera equipment so he can come on set no problem.”

Alex, much to Scott’s chagrin, was making some logical points. And Scott could feel his resolve begin to dissolve out from under him.

“Why is this so important to you,” Scott asked.

Alex didn’t answer right away, just absently scratched at the dog’s head as he purposely looked anywhere but at Scott. Scott heard him mumble something, but couldn’t quite make it out.

“What was that,” Scott asked in clarification.

Alex huffed and turned to look at Scott, “Because this dog would be ours. Dot and Dusty were around before us. We would be adopting this dog together, as a couple.”

“You are such a romantic,” Scott joked, but he knew that Alex heard the sincerity in his voice.

Jackson ended up loving his new home and his sisters. And, it turned out that having three dogs wasn’t all that different than two, and it sure was great to see both his and Alex’s name on the dog’s license paperwork.

Damn, Alex sure was turning Scott into a sap.

pafhan:

“That’s for stealing my socks, O’Loughlin.” (x)

keikiokaaina:

Alex and Saxon at Scott Caan’s play. Alex in plaid (center) Saxon in tan sweater

O’Caan Friday! Enjoy :) 

itsnotfiftyitsfive0:

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Inspired by these photos and the sudden interest in all things scruff and beards.

Alex glanced down the table at Scott who was answering another inane question about what it was like to work in Hawaii. Because how many times could you possibly answer the same question before you ran out of ways to answer it differently?

Scott was in the midst of starring in his play, and yes, Alex was very, very proud of Scott, his writing, and all of his accomplishments, but why the hell did Scott always have to write characters who grew beards.

Yeah Alex likes men, more specifically, he likes Scott. And dating men, kissing men, comes with scruff and beard burn and all that good stuff, and though he didn’t love it, he did enjoy the other countless things that came with dating men, like the hard muscles and fight for dominance.

But he could pass on the beards.

He told Scott as much later that afternoon. They were in Scott’s house having lunch and spending time together before Scott had to head on over to the theater. Scott scoffed and said something about the pot calling the kettle black.

“It’s not the same,” Alex protested.

“How is your facial hair different from mine exactly? Please enlighten me.”

“I have scruff, you have a full blown beard, very different.”

“Okay, one, scruff is when there’s some whiskers from not shaving for a few days. You just have the incapability of growing such a nice beard like mine that you’re jealous and taking it out on me.”

“Am not.”

“Are too.”

Alex crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair, not even bothering to look at Scott. Serves the man right for not understanding the very clear difference.

Alex was so caught up in thoughts about how very right he was that he didn’t notice Scott leave his seat and walk around the table until his hands were pulling Alex out of his own chair.

“I’m going to show you why a beard can be sexy.”

“I don’t think they’re sexy, so how do you plan on showing me otherwise?”

Scott’s eyes were dark and there was a headiness in his voice that went straight to Alex’s groin. The hand Scott had on his chest, pushing him in the direction of the bedroom wasn’t really necessary; Alex was pliable jelly when Scott used that voice.

“Just shut up and maybe you will see.”

Scott pushed him down onto the bed, straddling Alex’s hips as he unbuttoned Alex’s shirt, pulling it off as he nipped kisses up and down Alex’s shoulders. Alex moaned as Scott’s hands roamed lower and his mouth latched on to a hard nipple. While never taking any attention away from Alex’s nipples, Scott’s hands continued to rid Alex of all of his clothing.

Scott’s hot breath made a trail down Alex’s broad chest, Scott’s tongue sneaking out every few seconds as he moved lower and lower.

As Scott’s warm mouth enveloped Alex’s entire cock, sparks flew and Alex saw white for a few seconds. As Scott worked Alex’s cock in and out of his mouth, Alex felt a new sensation he wasn’t familiar with, and he was familiar with just about everything Scott’s mouth could do. It took him a moment, a glance down to see the most gorgeous and fucking dirty face Scott’s ever worn to see that this new sensation, this fucking amazing sensation, was Scott’s beard rubbing in the best way.

His mind so preoccupied on this new feeling, Alex was coming hot, loud, and hard before he really noticed.

“Fuck, Scott,” he moaned as Scott swallowed everything.

“Have I changed your mind?”

“God yes.”

Alex didn’t miss the smirk and glint in Scott’s eye as he curled into Alex’s side. Alex had a feeling that he wouldn’t be saying goodbye to the beard until filming for the new season started back up. Ten minutes ago that may have made him groan in annoyance, now it just makes him groan.

Yeah, Alex thinks beards might be a little sexy.

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Alex & Scott
↳H50 Press Conference [06/06/2012]

#Fucking perfect human beings ! Okay, let me be in my own O’Caan Heaven :)

Both in LA √
Both with beards √
Both happy ever after √
O’CAAN HEAVEN √

*thud*

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