The Magpie and the Squirrel.

A/N This is inspired by this picture uploaded by E4.Just a fic on why Finn may have gotten his backpack. I have set this fic around the Easter break in Rae’s first year of college so around 5 months after s2 ended.

Rae was a magpie, a hoarder by nature. Since memory served Rae had stashes of knick knacks, trinkets, memorabilia and just plain rubbish. As a child, she lined her pockets  with oddly shaped stones, ribbed leaves and bottle caps.  Any curiosity that caught her eye was kept. When trailing after her Mum in supermarkets or at boring Aunty Sandra’s, Rae would slip her hand into her pocket feel about for one of her little treasures. Gently she would rub her thumb along it,imagining the wild adventures it had  before it landed in her path.  As Rae grew, her for love for trifles never faltered, now, they were kept in the bottom of her denim rug sack, in shoe boxes or pressed between the pages of journal. But the oddest of her gathered oddities? Well that was her devastatingly attractive boyfriend.


It was the Easter break and the gang had two weeks to desperately try to recreate their carefree summer. With Chop and Finn working split shifts in the garage and Archie’s stressing over A levels, it was hard to find the time. Wednesday afternoon found the gang with Barney and co back down in Rutland Waters, tinnies and mixtapes scattered about. Despite the piercing blue cloudless sky, it was mid April, the sun was low and the shaded tarmac beneath them was bitter.

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Bates Motel: S03E09

I can’t imagine what someone like you must think.
No. We come into the world the way we come into the world. It’s not our choice, but at least we’re here.
Thanks, Emma.

anonymous asked:

Out of curiosity how many followers do you have now? Your Blog has been getting pretty popular in the Fandom with good reason. all these messages from everyone isn’t overloading you is it?

Oh not at all! There are definitely quite a few messages to get through a lot of the time but this is never a bad thing. Every single one makes me just that much more motivated to keep going and (let’s be honest) talking with you guys about it as I is 100% of the reason I’m doing it here in the first place. It’s just so exciting all the time and you’re all such wonderful people that I always look forward to answering everything I get sent.

But to answer the first question I think it went over 400 just the other week? Which, yeah, can lead to a lot of messages, but they’re always GREAT messages so I still strongly encourage this. 

And one day you’re gonna wake up and realize that it was her. It was her all along, but it’s too late. She’s gone and never coming back.
—  Cwayand