OMG WATCH THE SCENE WHEN EMMA FIGHTS HALEY. WHY DOES KIERAN JUST APPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE WITH EARPHONES?? LIKE TF BOY? YOUR FREAKING GIRLFRIEND IS GOING CRAZY, WHY DIDNT YOU REACT WHEN THAT BITCH WAS SAYING THOSE THINGS ABOUT HER? that is fucking suspicious in my opinion, what was he listening to? maybe spying the interviews people had with the sheriff?
i feel like in everyone deciding the baby is fake, the ring is gone, and moriarty is dead and etc, that that all somehow correlates to johnlock- im saying johnlock will happen either way and those factors dont matter bc they will tell the story they will tell….so like, if the baby is real somehow? dont worry. if that ring never comes off? dont worry. if moriarty is alive? dont worry….like unless they have truly lost their own plot johnlock is happening no matter what narrative extras we see…it IS the main narrative…everything feeds into johnlock
I doubt any of you care at this point, but I’ll continue to title text post like this until I break my fast. Anyway, I never finished my hair. As expected it took literally all day. From 11am to 9pm. All I did was take the fake hair out, unbraid my real hair and detangle it in the shower with conditioner. Still have to wash, deep condition, then style. That’ll take hours, but I want to do all that before I eat tomorrow if I have the strength. I barely wanted to stand up in the shower tbh, I just wanted to lie down again.
Anyway, Saturday I plan on doing all the hair shit, making green tea, drinking the entire thing, drinking vitamin water, then making oatmeal.
Robert sat down on the nearest bar stool and ordered a whisky from the
barmaid. Her C-cups strained against the thin translucent fabric of her low cut
top. She gave him an inviting look in return. She was definitely offering him a
better look later on. Robert smiled at her. No,
thanks.She was gorgeous but not what he needed. He rotated on the stool to
get a better view of the room. He did not belong there, that was obvious. This
was not the type of place he usually came to. Some strange music, probably a hit at the moment, was
playing in the background. There was a
small drug deal going down outside the back exit. It would’ve been enough any
other time but he needed a warm, rough body pressed against his today, making
him boneless. He needed something unexpected and different from what he usually
A noise in the background piqued his interest. There was a group of men across the room drinking pints. They were laughing at
something while one of them was talking. His voice was husky and it sent a shiver down Robert’s spine, making him shift to
ease the tightening of his jeans. The guy was dressed all black from his
sneakers, to his jeans, to his hoodie. He had dark short hair and beard. But
his eyes made him hold his breath. Even from this distance Robert could see how
blue and intense they were. They were piercing.
“No one told me,” Aedra grumbled, struggling to cut an apple with her right arm. “that losing an arm would be this difficult.”
It had been six months since her encounter with Solas. Six months since she disbanded the Inquisition. Six months since she’d gotten married to Cullen, married. Maker, when she’d met up with him at the Winter Palace during the Exalted Council, marriage was the last thing she’d have expected him to mention.
She was so lost in thought that she barely heard Cullen walk into the kitchen, only when he hugged her from behind did she notice his presence.
“And the mighty adventurer returns from his quest.” She jested, placing the knife on the table next to the fruit, and kissing him on the cheek.
“Don’t forget his mighty steed.” He chuckled.
“Mighty slobbering steed.”
“Mhm.” She closed her eyes, and leaned into him. He noticed the knife and the half cut fruit on the table on front of them.
“You know you have a prosthetic from Dagna in our bedroom, why don’t you use that?”
“I like a challenge.”
“Right.” He replied, taking his hands from around her waist to the knife. “Here, let me.”
She watched as he picked up the apple and began slicing it. “He had to take my left arm.” She joked.