and-step-back

anyway...

Clarke receiving the Nightblood injection does not mean she’s going to take the chip and become the next commander, remember at this point Clarke doesn’t even know where the chip is. I also think the Nightblood injection will be good for Clarke personally and for Bellarke:

Why this will be good for Clarke and why she won’t be taking the chip:

Clarke doesn’t need the chip to become a leader, she already is-think back to Ep 1 of this Season when Kane told Abby: “The youth shall inherit the earth.” Clarke and Bellamy are taking over leadership of the Arkadians from Kane and Abby and this is just another step forward on that journey. To have Clarke take the chip would be a step back on her leadership journey. 

Clarke needs to become a leader in her own right, not one who just follows the advice she got from L/xa. so Clarke injecting herself with Nightblood could possibly be one of the first real steps we see Clarke make to becoming her own kind of leader, not just one who parrots the advice of the leaders shes known. 

To extrapolate on this idea that Clarke is going to finally begin to come into her own. One of L/xa’s key pieces of advice was: “You have to be willing to send others to fight and die for you” (paraphrasing). Well, Clarke’s already tried this method twice now: the first time with the Grounder guy and then in even considering Emori. In choosing to use the Nightblood on herself, she shows hat she is willing to sacrifice herself (something we haven’t seen Clarke do before) for her people, which…is extremely reminiscent of one Bellamy Blake. 

I also suspect that the Nightblood will wind up protecting Clarke from the ill effects of radiation at some point in the future. 

Why this will be good for Bellarke:

Back in November (around the time they were filming 409 and 410), Bob gave an interview where he said that Abby and Bellamy are always united in wanting Clarke’s safety and something we would see in the later episodes of the Season. 

Clarke will obviously be a radiation test subject now, they have no choice it would be a waste of perfectly good Nightblood if they didn’t and so, like Luna, she too will suffer temporarily from radiation poisoning. I believe Bellamy will be informed/figure out that Clarke is suffering from radiation poisoning and come to her. 

I think this will bring the foreshadowing in 406 (Bellamy: “Clarke, if we don’t see each other again…”, Clarke: “We will.”) full circle and open the door for emotional (possibly romantic) confessions. 

anonymous asked:

Ooooh you're taking prompts! I would love to see Fenris and Anders interacting without the others present. Thank you for all your wonderful fic! ^___^

They were the first to arrive at the Hanged Man.

Unexpected, unprecedented, they stood outside the bar eyeing each other for several moments before Anders spoke.

“I almost didn’t recognize you – not clinging to Hawke’s ass today?”

A dark brow rose. Fenris looked amused. “Do you really want to discuss what I do with Hawke’s ass?”

“No,” Anders said. “No, I really don’t.”

“We should reserve the table before the dock workers start coming in.”

“I get the chair by the window,” Anders said.

They both tried to walk through the door at the same time. It was like a stage play, likely comedic to see, the two of them struggling for a brief moment before Fenris huffed, and stepped back, and motioned impatiently for Anders to enter.

“After you, then,” he said.

“You’re used to following people around anyway,” Anders answered, and stepped into the dim malodorous interior of the tavern. He had to stop for a moment to get his bearings and let his eyes adjust. Fenris, coming in after, brushed past him to lay claim on the table. Isabela had carved her initials into it years ago, staking her territory, and Varric was very often to be found with his papers all spread out over it, but that didn’t mean if they were late getting there that some other group might decide they were brave enough to claim it.

Fenris plopped himself down in the chair by the window. When Anders opened his mouth to protest, the elf only looked smug, crossing his arms and propping his filthy feet up on the edge of the table.

Anders dropped into a seat.

“I’m going to need a drink before I can put up with you,” Fenris said. “Do you have any coin?”

“You still owe me from last week’s game. Put it on Hawke’s tab.”

Fenris shrugged and dropped his feet. When he rose to go to the bar for a pitcher, Anders took his chair.

He didn’t comment when he returned – merely handed Anders an empty cup and sat down.

“The black doesn’t become you,” Fenris said, as he poured them both a drink.

“I don’t care what you think becomes me.”

“Still – I’ve a bit of an eye for it, you know.”

Anders didn’t answer. He picked up his drink. He wished someone else would arrive soon. Anyone else. They were silent for an uncomfortable span of time.

“Shall we start a game of darts while we wait?” Fenris asked.

Anders pushed back his chair and rose. “I’ll get them,” he said.

When he returned, Fenris was in his seat.

Forbidden

Originally posted by mabaath28

     Calum grabbed both of your hands and stepped back away from you with a sigh. “You know we can’t do this,” he sighed. Already fearing the consequences of the two of you being together. 

“Why not?” you questioned, “Luke and I broke up over a year ago.” You couldn’t help but to have fallen in love with Calum especially when you’ve spent so much time around him. For weeks now the two of you had been sneaking off and having small escapades in janitors closets or under staircases. It was thrilling, but at the same time it left Calum feeling guilty for betraying one of his best friends. It was like the two of you were drawn towards one another. 

You took a step closer to him and reached out to play with his hair. Calum closed his eyes at the gesture and he wanted to relish in your touch for as much as he could. He weakened at the knees when you stood up on your tippy toes and nibbled at the skin below his earlobe. You were so tempting and Calum knew he wasn’t going to be able to resist your advances. It somehow felt wrong about what the two of you were doing. You were right though. You and Luke had broken up long ago and from what you and Luke had told him it was mutual and ended on a good note. “I don’t want to keep sneaking around Luke’s back. Who knows what he’ll do when he finds out about us.”

“Then we stop sneaking around…You were the one to suggest we hide our relationship, not me,” you replied. It was true. The minute you and Calum started seeing each other on a more intimate level he proposed the two of you kept things private and away from the public eye. “I’m sure if we told Luke he’d understand,” you muttered. 

“I’d understand what?” Luke asked, making you and Calum jump in your spots. Calum was the first to move away. He had separated from you by at least five inches. Luke stared at the two of you in curiousness and his head tilted to the side in question. Calum began to stammer and you looked at him with raised eyebrows. It was a look that said are you going to tell him or am I? Luke looked between the two of you. He somehow sensed that there was tension in the room, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. It was no longer unusual for you to be hanging around the guys. When you an Luke had broken up the two of you took some time apart from each other. Because of your close friendship with the rest of the guys you stayed around. 

“So what’s the news?” he questioned this time. Calum scratched at the back of his neck. A nervous habit of his that you had picked up on. You were bursting with frustration and began to chew on your bottom lip in thought. It wasn’t your fault that you had fallen in love with your ex-boyfriend’s best friend. Things just happened and you couldn’t deny your feelings. Neither could Calum because the two of you were together except you weren’t really together. It all felt so complicated and overwhelming that, even though Luke was standing in front of you now, you weren’t sure how to explain it all to him. “Y/N and I-” Calum stopped to find the right words and his mouth clamped just as he thought about what he wanted to say. The two of you had to get this out right and make sure Luke didn’t take any of it in the wrong way. 

“See the thing is, Luke…Calum and I are-well for a while now we’ve been seeing each other,” you told him. Luke’s eyebrows furrowed in amusement.

“I mean I can see that. You two seem to like to hang out with each other,” Luke chuckled.

“No, Luke that’s not what I meant,” you sighed. 

“Then what do you mean?” Luke asked, blue eyes scanning over the two of you. If he was confused before then he was surely confused now. With both you and Calum talking in broken sentences Luke couldn’t connect what was happening. You were adamant about letting him know what was going on. No longer wanting to hide your relationship with Calum in the dark. 

“Okay I think we should tell you now before you walk in on something,” Calum mumbled. He looked down at his feet for a second and rocked on them before looking at Luke with a sigh. “We’ve been dating for a few weeks now,” Calum admitted, one eye squeezing shut as he waited for Luke’s reaction. Luke’s eyes widened in understanding, his lips parting at Calum’s words. He looked between you and Calum, and was starting to piece together everything he’s seen the two of you do. 

“Oh,” was all Luke could say. 

“We didn’t know how to tell you, but we thought you should know,” Calum continued on. You couldn’t tell what Luke was thinking. His face expressionless. “It’s hard to explain how it happened, but it did and if you have any disagreement against us being together then I understand.” Calum reached out to grab your hand and squeezed it in reassurance. 

“Luke please say something,” you pleaded, desperately wanting to know his thoughts. “Are you angry?” 

“I’m just surprised that’s all,” Luke muttered. He loudly cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. “I can’t be angry I mean we’ve been broken up for over a year now, but I just-my best friend?” Luke bitterly chuckled as he shook his head. 

“I know it’s not ideal, but love has no boundaries,” you told him. 

“You love him?” Luke questioned. Your words had stroke something within him. You nodded softly. You had fallen in love with Calum a long time ago and had even been in denial about it when the feelings first showed up. Finally you had succumbed to those feelings and that’s when you and Calum started dating. “What about you, Calum?” Luke asked, “Do you love Y/N too?” 

Calum had nodded at his question. “Yeah. I do love here,” he whispered, smiling down at you lovingly. Luke bit into his bottom lip. 

“Can’t say I’m not surprised. All that whispering and running off you two were doing was not discrete.” he said making you and Calum look at him in surprise. “What you don’t think I noticed?” he laughed, “I’m not going to lie and say that this doesn’t hurt, but who am I to stand in the way of love,” Luke told you two. 

“Thanks man,” Calum smiled. He was glad to know that Luke was okay with what the two of you were doing. 

“Just know if you hurt her, I’ll be after your head,” Luke joked.  You laughed at his words, feeling slightly relieved to know he accepted yours and Calum’s relationship. You could finally stop sneaking around and enjoy each other without worry. It felt nice and it felt right. 

Being Jughead’s Sister Would Include

Request: Can you do what it would be like being jugheads sister?

Requested by: anonymous.


Originally posted by juggysbetts

  • Not leaving with Jellybean and your mom, choosing to stay with Jughead.
  • Being a year younger than him.
  • Him feeling responsible over you since you stayed for him.
  • Both having to find places to live.
  • Sometimes you’d have to go separate but would always make sure the other had a place to stay.
  • Being friends with the gang.
  • Hating Reggie and always standing up for your brother.
  • Because you’re his sister, you’d be a prime target as well.
  • Keeping it a secret from your brother that you’re teased since he has so much to worry about.
  • When he finds out, he’d immediately defend you.
  • Never truly letting you out of his sights.
  • Being oddly close for a brother and sister.
  • Going crazy when you find out he’s arrested.
  • Hating your dad for not coming on time.
  • Stepping back when FP wants to talk to him, knowing Jughead needs this.
  • Hearing FP’s promises and knowing he’s lying.
  • Letting Betty take him.
  • Supporting the couple.
  • Being super angry with Archie for the whole summer thing and taking a longer time to forgive him than Jughead.
  • Helping Jughead with the murder board despite his protests.
  • Not letting him solve anything on his own.
  • Despite everything, you’d still checkup on your father every then and again.

Ten things this fandom should do 📝

1. Stop believing what the media says
2. Stop overthinking shit
3. Step back if you’re not feeling comfortable
4. Stop judging people by saying “you were a fake fan” because they took a step back from the drama
5. Stop reblogging and talking about stunts because their team is fueled by comments and attention from ya’ll
6. Enjoy your ship and don’t let others belittle your beliefs
7. Fucking respect others opinions about anything concerning this band
8. Remember that they are a public image and you do not know them so it shouldn’t affect your personal life and health in a negative way
9. Try not to take anything too serious because it really isn’t, shit happens and they will be okay at the end
10. Love and support them all without trashing other band members

UND is cutting their women’s hockey program, and this is a day after USA Hockey and the USWNT come to an agreement. Its like, one step forward, two steps back. 

anonymous asked:

all ciel classes react to their s/o suddenly crying cause they had bad memories owo

Royal Guard sort of panics, wondering what he said to set his s/o off.  He’s not sure what to do, honestly, sort of hovering around them until he figures he should probably get them into the kitchen to give them tea, because tea is Royal Guard’s solution to everything.

Dreadlord immediately pulls them into his arms and attempts to soothe them, sending a distress signal through his contract to Chiliarch.  Itty bitty Lu bab shows up a few moments later with a plate of cookies and a promise to kill whoever is distressing Ciel’s s/o.

Demonio is just as unsure what to do as Royal Guard - perhaps even more so, since he doesn’t really get affection from his Lu the way Royal Guard does.  He sort of steps back until his s/o is calm enough to tell him what’s going on, at which point he acts according to what his s/o wants.

3

“Ah, let me just…” I took a step back as Lucius was shrouded in a veil of black fog, covering his body entirely. I stood there in awe, praying to whatever god was listening to me that this was all just a sick and twisted nightmare. When the fog dissipated, a fairly… Normal boy remained. His messy hair was slicked back, and he wore glasses over his blue eyes… “Now. Who are you, and why are you in our home?” There was something different int he way Lucius spoke… He didn’t speak like a normal boy in high school, but an older man… Old, old.

“My name is Hillary Dubree… I was dared to come in here- I’m sorry, I didn’t know-” “You know, normal people do not willingly go into the homes of vampires…” 

anonymous asked:

so I didn't realized how polarized everyone on my dash was gonna be about all this and it's stressing me out so much?? like I keep considering unfollowing people bc of how severely i disagree with them lmao. but theyre people I've loved up until this point!! anyway you're one of the only people I agree with on just about everything and i appreciate that lol. i just don't get why so many ppl make everything into such a huge! deal! everyone just needs to take a breath and a step back it'll be fine

people are feeling personally attacked by arbitrary actions regarding his social media. that’s legit all it is. harry’s actual words and actions over the past 7 years have been nothing but gratitude, humility and graciousness towards both 1D and his fans. Any negative feelings are completely projected. People are stating their feelings as if they are absolutes. If someone says “I FEEL like harry/Harry’s team is portraying a harry vs. ot3 narrative” then okay…yes your feelings are valid…doesn’t mean they’re correct but they’re valid as THOUGHTS and emotions. but that’s not what people are saying! They’re saying “harry/Harry’s team IS portraying a harry vs ot3 narrative!” when that’s patently false. There is no actual evidence from harry or his team (in fact there’s more actual evidence against it via actual words and actions) that they are fostering harry vs ot3.

Part 3

Story Title: It’s Our Paradise, It’s Our War Zone
Chapter: 3
Previous Chapters: 1, 2
Genre: Fan Fiction, Divergent Fandom
Warnings: Strong Language, Adult Content
Rating: NSFW
Disclaimer: Honestly haven’t reread this yet, lol oops/ i’ll fix mistakes tomorrow :) 

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“Where the fuck have you been?” Ryder asked angrily just as Riley stepped through the threshold of their apartment at 4AM.
“Jesus, I’m not even in the fucking door.” Riley scoffed.
“I asked you a question.” Ryder demanded.
“Are you my fucking mother?” Riley said venomously.
“I’m sorry.” Ryder took a step back and inhaled deeply. “We were worried, Mikey said you left with Eric and then you don’t come home?”
“I had shit to deal with.”
“Like?” Ryder pressed his twin.
“Ryder I’m just home, I’ve got work later and I’d really like to go to my bed, we’ll talk about this in the morning.” Riley pulled off her t-shirt and dropped it to the floor, she sat on the edge of her bed and yanked off her chunky boots, letting them fall to the floor with a hefty clunk, she wiggled out of her tight pants and fell into bed, 30 seconds after her head hit the pillow she was sleeping.

Riley thumped her alarm clock sleepily, finally hitting the button on her third attempt, she groaned as she stretched out, her muscles ached, she massaged her aching neck and sat up, she half expected Ryder to be sitting by her bed waiting for her to wake, she was surprised to not see him but relieved, she really couldn’t be bothered dealing with that right now. Riley sprung out of bed and tidied her mess from the night before, she fired on workout clothes and went for a run after only 3 hours sleep, something that was not unusual for her, she decided it was best to use the shower at work to avoid Ryder until later, she knew he wouldn’t be up for a while, Ryder always slept in. Riley exited the communal bathroom and bumped into Hunter.
“Where the hell were you?” Hunter asked blocking the path of his sister.
“I’m having Deja Vu.” Riley sighed. “I’m a big girl, I can look after myself.”
“What did he do to you?” Hunter grabbed Riley’s arm and pulled her over to the side.
“He who? Do what?” Riley asked puzzled.
“Don’t be fucking smart with me.” Hunter said fiercely. “Eric.” Riley couldn’t contain her laughter.
“You’ve spoken to Ryder then.” Riley yanked her arm out of her brothers grasp. “Not that I need to tell you anything but nothing happened with Eric, we went looking for Desmond.” Riley stared her brother out, she knew he didn’t believe her but that was his problem not hers. “Now I’ve got to go to work and I’m pretty sure you do too.” Riley turned on her heel and marched to the squad room, she could hear Hunter’s footsteps behind her, as she walked through the door she encountered her team leader.
“Morning Lieutenant.” Eric greeted her staring down at her tiny frame.
“Sergeant.” Riley nodded and flashed a quick smile then took a seat waiting for this mornings briefing to begin. Riley half expected Hunter to start yelling at Eric but he didn’t, he sat down next to her.
“This isn’t over.” Hunter leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“Nikki, Murphy wants to see you, now.” Eric ordered just as Nikki walked in the door, she sighed and left immediately. Jack and Josh roamed into the room in a fit of laughter, Eric glared at the twins and they instantly went quiet and took a seat with the rest of the team. “We’ve had intel that there is another rebel outpost and there is the chance Desmond is there. Gear up, we’re leaving in 20.”
“Is this intel accurate?” Hunter asked.
“It’s from a trusted source.” Eric responded. The group fumbled around collecting their belongings and made their way to the garage which was incredibly busy this morning, Mikey as usual shied away from Eric but he had a vehicle at the ready for Alpha squad. Riley approached the front of the truck, Hunter stepped in front of her and jumped in first.
“Are you being serious?” Riley said sarcastically. Hunter kept his mouth shut but eyeballed his sister, apparently he was, Riley grumbled quietly at Hunter then hopped into the truck beside him, she didn’t understand why he was being so childish.
“Waaaiit.” Nikki yelled running towards the vehicle. “I’m coming.”
“No you’re not, I spoke to Murphy, you’re off Alpha team.” Eric claimed, Nikki’s face dropped, she stuck her bottom lip out but Eric simply started the truck and reversed out of the garage leaving her sullen face behind.

When Eric said he’d take Riley and sent Hunter and the twins to the back of the building Hunter was not impressed but at least he couldn’t blame Riley for this, after all it was Eric’s decision and he was the team leader, anyway Eric had to speak to Riley about last night.
“What I did was necessary.” Eric said quietly to Riley as they entered the building guns at the ready.
“I never said it wasn’t.” Riley replied. “We got the information we needed, that was the goal.” Eric couldn’t help himself but give Riley a quick smile, she was something else, nothing like all the other girls he knew, he was actually surprised by her reaction to last night’s events. Riley got flashbacks to last night, being alone with Eric, stalking around a dark and musty building supposedly ruled by rebels, it had been evacuated though, only one person remained and he didn’t have a very good night, thanks to Eric anyway, Riley wasn’t totally innocent, she’d been there and did nothing to stop it, the need for the information was higher than her sorrow for another human being. “Did you hear that?” Riley asked Eric quietly, Eric nodded and waved his finger to a slightly ajar door on the right, they approached it tactically being careful to not make a sound, Eric used his rifle’s barrel to push open the door then him and Riley pulled back to the side of the door frame, when nothing moved or made a sound from inside they advanced into the square room, the wallpaper was peeling off the walls, there was a metal framed bed in the corner with dirty ripped sheets covering it, a lump lay underneath it. Riley stayed by the door on guard and Eric stalked his way into the middle of the room approaching the bed, he whipped back the covers and aimed his gun at the figure on the bed. Desmond. Riley left her post and dashed up the side of the bed, Eric took guard at the door while Riley shook the dishevelled man. “Desmond, Desmond, do you remember me? The twin, you tried to hijack the truck my brother and I were driving to Amity?” Riley almost pleaded with the dirty man, he mumbled and spoke gibberish. “Desmond comon, what did you mean by someone wanted me and my brother?” Riley poked the man, his eyes didn’t focus on anything in particular, he seemed extremely spaced.
“Cuff him, we’ll take him with us.” Eric said. Riley cuffed the unresponsive man and pulled him to his feet, thankfully he was able to walk by himself, he just needed guidance. “We’ve required the target, head back to the truck.” Eric said over the radio. Even though on the way in the place was empty, Alpha squad knew not to let their guard down, in fact that was something Riley ever done at any time, something Eric noticed and understood. As Eric and Riley exited the rundown building a shot rang out and Desmond went down, warm red liquid spluttered onto Riley’s face. “Godfuckingdammit.” Riley cursed, she ran forward to duck behind a tree, Eric joined her.
“Did you see anything?”
“Not a thing.” Riley replied. “Fuck. We fucking had him.”
“Sarge?” Hunter’s voice crackled over the radio.
“Target is down, I repeat target is down, unknown sniper is out there, be aware.” Eric informed the rest of his team members. Riley peeked her head around the side of the tree and searched for a good sniper spot, nothing moved, not even the trees surrounding them, it was dead quiet, apparently the secret sniper had disappeared into thin air.

When they pulled into the garage Riley jumped out of the truck before Eric stopped, she didn’t stop to listen when Hunter called her name, she went straight to her apartment and changed then went to the gym. Once again she attacked the punching bag, rage flooded her mind and body when the punching bag wasn’t hard enough Riley stormed over to the wall and punched it, she yelled out in pain afterwards and clutched her bleeding hand to her chest.
“You’ve got to stop taking your anger out on yourself.” Eric said drawing closer to her. Riley went to snap at him but she stopped herself, deep down she knew he was right but as if she’d admit that to him. “Let me see.” Eric reached out his hand.
“No, I’m fine.” Riley repelled away from him, she grabbed her hoodie and scurried out of the gym.

“Knew I’d find you here.” Blair said taking a seat at the bar beside Riley. Blair was 5 feet 6, she had long flowing brunette hair, crystal blue eyes, she always wore heavy dark makeup with a deep purple lipstick.
“Where else would I be?” Riley laughed. “Hey, 2 vodkas and redbull.” She said to the bartender, the young male poured the drinks immediately and slid them along the bar. Riley gulped hers in a second, Blair took her time.
“What happened to your hand?” Blair asked seeing Riley’s bloody bandaged hand.
“Nothing.” Riley said nonchalant.
“Like always then huh?” Blair retorted. Riley couldn’t help but crack a smile at her best friend, Blair pushed her half full glass towards Riley, Riley picked it up immediately and swallowed the liquid that remained. “I can’t stay, I’ve got a date.”
“Oh yeah? Who with.” Riley asked intrigued.
“This handsome guy that I met the other day.”
“Good luck. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” Riley joked, Blair placed her hand on Riley’s shoulder and squeezed it gently then left the noisy and crowded bar once again leaving Riley on her own, she dropped her head down on the bar and inhaled deeply, a hand landed on her lower back and she shot up instantly, looking to the left she saw Gunner.
“Can I get you a drink?”
“Go for it.” Riley replied. Riley sat with Gunner at the bar for over an hour, she drank at least 7 drinks or maybe it was closer to 12, she wasn’t sure, she had lost count and when she stood up apparently she had lost her balance too because Gunner caught her before she fell off the barstool, Riley was pissed and when Riley had a drink in her she almost always became horny. She grabbed Gunner’s hand and pulled him out of the pit through the throng of people dancing and socialising, she lead him to his apartment, Gunner unlocked the door and Riley stumbled in, she made it to the dining table and unbuttoned her pants, she slid them down her legs along with her underwear and leaned over the table, she heard Gunner unbuckle his belt and undo his pants, within seconds he shoved himself inside of her, she yelled out, half in pleasure, half in pain, she didn’t want foreplay or to kiss him, she simply wanted to be fucked. Riley dropped her head onto the table and spread her hands out, Gunner gripped her hips and slammed into her repeatedly, Riley breathed heavy but she didn’t moan, she was empty, she was numb, the thoughts of today replaying over and over in her head, she was a million miles away, Gunner grunted and gently pushed inside of her, he sighed and pulled out, Riley at once pulled her pants up and buttoned them, she waddled over to Gunner’s sofa and crashed down, she was so drunk her body felt so heavy, so did her eyelids, too heavy to open, Gunner placed a blanket over Riley and went to his bed leaving her quietly snoring on his sofa.

Riley woke up with a pounding headache and a dry mouth, she sleepily stumbled to her feet and walked to the kitchen, it wasn’t until she walked into a wooden chair and stubbed her toe that she realised she wasn’t in her apartment.
“Morning.” Gunner said passing her a bottle of fresh cold water, Riley cracked it open and swallowed hastily. “Here, take these.” Gunner handed her pain meds, Riley gulped them straight away and finished off the bottle of water in a minute.
“What time is it?” Riley croaked.
“Half six.” Gunner informed her.
“I’ve gotta go.” Riley said more to herself than Gunner.
“Always short and sweet with you.” Gunner smirked, Riley said bye and left his apartment. As she shuffled along the corridors of Dauntless the noise this morning seemed to be louder than usual, it made her head pound even more. Riley eventually made it to her own apartment and stepped in, before she had the chance to do anything Ryder stood before her.
“Where were you this time?” Ryder asked annoyed.
“I am an adult you know, I can do what I want.”
“You might be an adult but you’re not looking after yourself.”
“Funny because I’m pretty sure I just made it home without a scratch on me, I’d say that was looking after myself.” Riley sniped at her brother.
“I’m fucking done trying with you.” Ryder said throwing his hands in the air.
“I was with Gunner if you must know.” Riley informed her brother. Ryder sighed and left the apartment without another word to his twin sister. Riley found her way to the sofa and collapsed, once again her eyelids and body felt incredibly heavy, just as she was about to nod off someone hammered at the door. Riley decided to ignore it until she heard her mother shouting.
“I am not leaving until you open this bloody door Riley.” Lisa yelled still banging on the door. Riley eventually hauled herself up and somehow got to the door, she unlocked it, pulled it open and her mother almost knocked her over when she stormed into the apartment, she dumped a diaper bag on the floor and put Finlay next to it. “Here. It’s your turn.”
“It’s my day off, I’m..” Riley started.
“I don’t care. I’m busy.” Lisa said. Riley had no energy to argue or even be annoyed so she let her mom leave the apartment without another word spoken between mother and daughter.
“Hey baby shark.” Riley said softly to her little brother, the toddler opened his arms and hugged Riley’s legs, she gently ruffled the little boys blond hair, Riley looked down at the 2 year old and noticed his sleepy eyes. “How about we watch cartoons and snuggle on the sofa?” Riley needed this as much as Finlay she assumed, the little boy nodded his head and smiled. Riley picked him up and sat on the sofa, Finlay sat on her lap.
“Bwanky.” Finlay mumbled. Riley leaned forward holding Finlay and scooped up a dinosaur blanket that Finlay loved, it was super soft and cosy, she wrapped it around herself and Finlay and switched on the TV, 15 minutes into the cartoon Finlay was sleeping, Riley passed out not long after him.

After Riley made Finlay his dinner and she managed to half eat a burger she took the toddler back to her parents, relieved to find out her mom wasn’t home.
“Hey baby girl.” Rick said kissing his daughter’s forehead. “Hey Finn, did you have fun with Riley?”
“Yeaaaa.” Finlay yelled bouncing up and down.
“Go play little man.” Rick ruffled the boys hair before he rushed off. “Riley don’t take this the wrong way but you look like shit.” A sweet smile spread across her father’s face.
“Thanks dad.” Riley laughed. “Had a long day yesterday.”
“I heard.” Rick paused. “About Desmond.”
“Yeah that.” Riley said.
“I’m sorry Riley.”
“Don’t be it wasn’t your fault.” Riley sighed.
“Ryder’s looking for you. Says he hasn’t seen you much lately, everything okay?” Rick asked cautiously.
“Yeah, fine.”
“You sure?” Rick gently pressed.
“Yes dad I promise. Just busy with the promotion you know.” Riley faked a smile.
“I know, I’m so proud of you, my baby girl.”
“Stop calling me that.” Riley shied away from her fathers touch. “I’m not a baby anymore.”
“You’re definitely not but you’ll always be my baby girl.”
“Okay, that’s enough dad.” Riley chuckled and gently pulled away from her dad. “I better go, I’m meeting Blair in the pit.”
“Stay safe.”
“Will do, love you, bye dad.”
“Bye love you.” Rick smirked . “Baby girl.” Riley rolled her eyes. She hugged Finlay goodbye and made sure to give him plenty of kisses before she left.

When Riley reached the pit she found Blair sitting at a table with Ryder, Gunner, Mikey and a couple of other friends, Riley approached the table and sat next to her friend.
“Here get this down you.” Blair said pushing a drink in front of Riley, like usual Riley swallowed the drink in seconds. “What took you so long? You’ve got some catching up to do.”
“Visiting my dad, my mom dropped Finlay off with me this morning, I had to take him home.”
“How is your dad?” Blair asked genuinely curious.
“He’s good, doing well.” Riley smiled. At least he came across that way, Riley always worried about her father, she knew he could handle himself but she loved him so much, she couldn’t bear the thought of anything happening to him, her mom on the other hand, well, Blair knew not to ask about her.
“Hey baby sis.” Hunter said placing his hands on Riley’s shoulders. “We’re going to the lake tomorrow, you wanna come?”
“Suppose.” Riley shrugged her shoulders.
“You too bro.” Hunter told Ryder. “Blair and Gunner you’re welcome too.”
“Awh sweet!” Ryder cheered. “Here you wanting a drink?”
“Sure.” Hunter took a seat beside Riley. “Hey listen, I’m sorry about the other day. I had no right to tell you what to do or who to be with, I just don’t want you getting hurt.”
“I accept your apology and we’re good unless you do it again.” Riley confirmed.
“Heard loud and clear.” Hunter replied smiling. A tiny weight felt like it had been lifted off Riley’s shoulders, she hated being on bad terms with her favorite brother.
“Room for me?” Eric asked squeezing between the siblings, nothing like inviting yourself Riley thought to herself.
“Hey you, you little whore.” Nikki yelled marching her way towards Riley. Riley stood, her hands instantly clenched ready for what might be coming her way. “You are a little bitch.”
“I am? How come?” Riley asked curious as to what she had supposedly done to Nikki because as far as she was aware, nothing had went on between the two girls.
“Don’t act like you didn’t fucking do it.” Nikki spat venomously.
“Did what?” Riley asked slightly confused, she really did not have a clue what Nikki was on about.
“Is that how you do it? Sleep with the team leaders, actually it was probably higher up, Murphy I presume.”
“Nikki, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Riley said adamantly, she took a step closer to sour faced girl her anger slightly getting the better of her. Riley was just waiting on a reason to hit Nikki.
“I get kicked off Alpha and you’re the new star of the team, you must be real good at blow jobs.” Nikki hissed. It took every fibre of Riley’s being to stand down but she inhaled and exhaled, she waited. Nikki swung her right fist at Riley who ducked and punched her in the lower abdomen, Nikki grunted and grabbed Riley’s long wavy hair, she slammed Riley’s face into her knee. Riley moaned then yanked herself away, she lunged at Nikki and pushed her to the ground then mounted her and continued to punch her. Blood trickled from Riley’s nose but Nikki had a busted eye and blood all over her face. Hands grabbed Riley and plucked her off a beaten Nikki who was rolling around on the floor howling but unable to speak. Riley squirmed in her captors arms.
“Calm down.” Eric said his soft slightly wet lips touching Riley’s ear. Something about his tone made Riley stop struggling and eventually she stood still with Eric’s arms around her. When Riley was calmer and Nikki had been carried off to the infirmary Eric let go of Riley, she wrenched herself away from him and the grasp of her brothers and best friend.
“Riley, wait!” Hunter called.
“Don’t. Just don’t.” Riley said holding up her hand, Hunter stopped in his tracks, he knew Riley needed her space. Riley wiped her nose, bright red blood covered her hand and she winced when she looked down to see her already sore hand from punching the wall covered in blood once again and aching. Riley left the noisy pit and charged towards the liquor store but before she got there, she stopped. Riley decided to go home instead of buying more alcohol, after all she still had a slight hangover from the night before and what she really needed was a hot shower then bed.

The next morning when Riley awoke her face her, looking in the mirror she had a slight black eye and bust nose. “Fucking great.” Riley sighed. She pulled open her dresser drawer and applied some concealer around her eye and nose, she splashed on a bit of mascara then went for her run, afterwards she changed into fresh clothes and went to work. As soon as she arrived Eric called on her, she followed him to Murphy’s office where Nikki was sitting in a chair.
“What happened last night?” Murphy asked.
“It was her, she attacked me.” Nikki said first, both her eyes were swollen and purple, her lip was also swollen with a large cut spreading across her bottom lip.
“Are you fucking kidding me, she blamed me for getting kicked off Alpha, I only defended myself.” Riley said unwaveringly.
“Sir I can confirm what Riley is saying is the truth.” Eric paused. “I was there, I seen it all.”
“Well looks like my decision to kick you off Alpha was the right one huh Nikki?” Murphy said. Everyone stayed quiet. “So, for this incident the only thing I can do it put you on probation.”
“No fucking way!” Nikki yelled.
“Watch who you’re speaking to Lieutenant.” Murphy barked. Nikki retreated back into her seat. “That is all, carry on. Nikki report to Trevor in the armoury.”
“I’m on weapon duties?” Nikki asked.
“Yes, now leave.” Murphy ordered. Riley who hadn’t sat down saluted her boss and left his office, Eric repeated the process then caught up with Riley on the way back to the squad room.
“Hey wait up.” Eric called after her but she didn’t slow her pace or even turn to look at him. Eric jogged to catch up with Riley. “You handle yourself pretty well considering your size. You had her.”
“Damn right I did.” Riley said confidently, Eric smirked down at Riley, he was over a foot taller than her but he didn’t intimidate her, not like he seemed to intimidate everyone else, although Riley had grown up with 4 brothers who were all much taller than her and she could still win a fight against them; size isn’t everything. It wasn’t until this moment though that Riley noticed how wide Eric’s shoulders were, how he stood up straight and ever so slightly puffed out his chest, the veins in his biceps popping out, she noticed his swagger too, it was kind of hot actually, wow, what the hell Riley thought to herself. “I’ve gotta go.” Riley abruptly said and run off in the opposite direction of Eric.

I had an amusing dream last night.

Sara came up to Jaal, hid her face in his chest and made a very loud (yet muffed by his body) scream. Then stepped back, relieved.
Jaal (shocked): … what was that? Dearest, are you all right?
Sara: Sure, just had to deal with an owerwhelming feeling of loving you more than anything in this world for a moment.

I lean into the sh/ala/dins face, feeling how they flinch away from me. I pant heavy breaths onto their cheek as a grin splits across my lips and i chuckle low in my throat. They take a step back, afraid, shitting their pants. I grasp the sh/aladi/n’s chin and lean in closer. I whisper in their ear, my breath tickling the hair on the back of their neck,“Do ya like pussy?” They scream, for they do not know, I

anonymous asked:

i'm probably not asking this in the right place but i'm really exhausted of just high school drama. did you ever experience it and how did you cope if you did? i'm so exhausted and mentally drained of it, it's gotten to a point where's it's almost affecting my schoolwork.

Hello! Of course you can ask, I’m happy to try and help with things that aren’t strictly ‘study’ related. Between year 8-10 I was definitely involved with it all. There are definitely moments when I was a lot more involved than I should have been and maybe should have stepped back. When I moved schools, I found it changed because I wasn’t really familiar with enough people to get into the gossipy/bitchy side of school. I think moving helped me sort of reevaluate how I was as a person and made me stop getting involved with that side of things. I think the best thing you can do is try to distant yourself from it. If someone’s bitching about someone else, don’t get involved. Zone out or walk away. Avoid talking about other people in general - a lot of times things can get twisted around and makes you seem like you’ve said something awful! Try to stick with people who aren’t like that. I had one friend throughout school who really didn’t get involved and it was lovely to chat with her without having that bitchiness. If it’s about you then, even though it is tough, remember that you’re much better than that. Hopefully that helps xx

Hey guys, Bec here. As much as I hate posting this, I have to. I’m behind on university, failed a practise exam and need to knuckle down and study hard. A lot of other crap has happened this week and I’m mentally drained, so the thought of spending hours catching up freaks me out because I’m just not in the greatest shape. But if I seriously want to become a forensic scientist, I gotta do this. I’m not saying goodbye, don’t worry haha. I’m just not going to be on Tumblr, IG and Twitter as much anymore - probably only on weekends. I don’t even know if I will be on then, considering I have work and figure skating training then as well. Week 4 is about to finish and this trimester goes for 11 weeks. 

I know the other members will keep this blog updated for you all, so don’t worry about lack of inactivity from DRK. I’m merely taking a step back so I can focus on my studies. Love you all.

- Bec

anonymous asked:

Lol with all the news about solo harry, I almost forget about dunkirk, that's less than 4 months away now! Really when you step back and think about everything Harry's got going on, it's so amazing. This is going to be a life changing year 🙌

Ahh, I can’t wait to find out what they’ll show at the CinemaCon tonight!! I’ve been thinking about it all day… what if we get new footage of Harry 👀 

H017 is a blessing, Harry will be everywhere showcasing his many talents and the world will fall in love with him…. while I (all of us!) watch it happen like a proud mama :’)

Mortal Kombat: Scorpion [ISFP]

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Introverted Feeling (Fi): A specter motivated by vengeance, Scorpion is the embodiment of anger and scorn, with fire literally bursting out of his body as to metaphorically represent this.  He is also notorious for being Mortal Kombat’s ultimate lone wolf throughout the franchise’s history, seemingly never taking any sides and answering only to his own emotional agenda. He values integrity tremendously, constantly questioning his opponents’ concept of honor.

Extroverted Sensing (Se): Pun intended, but he is known to be hot-headed and impulsive. In battle, Scorpion is aggressive and relentless, forcing his opponents to resort to calculated defensive tactics to defeat him. He makes good use of the environment, using his powers and weapons to attack his enemies from all angles. But he becomes especially strong in the Netherrealm; his new home. 

Introverted Intuition (Ni): He does however, know when to take a step back and will wait in the shadows plotting his next move. Through his obsession with revenge, Scorpion has a really bad case of tunnel vision and as of such, has been trying to kill Sub-Zero for years. His hunches are a bit off however, as he fails to see that Sub-Zero is not actually the culprit behind his family’s death.

Extroverted Thinking (Te): Ever blinded by rage, Scorpion has a long history of ignoring facts and not adhering to reason. For one thing, he serves Quan Chi despite being completely manipulated by him, because Quan Chi has succesfully played his Fi anger against him. He also dimisses valuable advice. When Raiden tells him not to kill Sub-Zero because it will lead to a bigger threat, he goes ahead and does it anyway

anonymous asked:

Nick is so afraid of the "ocean" still, esp. when it came to manning up and breaking up with Reagan, but not when it comes to Jess. Jess makes him unafraid of the ocean. It's such a throwback to 1x15 "Injured", and Bob goes and asks him about a shark and his answer was so awe-worthy. He won't be afraid because she's a compass and a flashlight and the greatest person ever. <3

Point, but it would have been nice to show Nick stand on his two feet off of last week’s episode. He told her what he needed but he can’t break up with her? One step forward, one step back.