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  • Pathologist:*enters the morgue*
  • Sherlock:*examining a body*
  • Pathologist:*rolls his eyes* Excuse me, sir, this area is out of bounds to-
  • Sherlock:*still looking at the body* It's okay.
  • Pathologist:*sighs* If you don't leave, I'll have to call security.
  • Sherlock:*rolls his eyes* I said it's fine.
  • Pathologist:*frowns* Why is it fine?
  • Sherlock:*smirks* I'm sleeping with the boss.
  • Pathologist:...
  • Pathologist:*confused* You're sleeping with Stamford?
  • Sherlock:*looks up; annoyed* The other boss.
  • Molly:*enters the morgue, carrying coffees; irritated* Here's your bloody coffee, you git. Have you finished now so I can do my job?
  • Sherlock:*steps aside; takes the coffee, grinning* Yes, boss.
  • Pathologist:...
California - Rucas AU

Riley moved to california for her job. And she thinks back of her time with her friends and Lucas. 


Loneliness. That’s what Riley was feeling. Loneliness isn’t only the fact of being alone. It’s the feeling that yo can’t talk to anyone about your problem. That’s how she felt. She had all these feelins burried inside off her and she had hoped to leave them in New York but it seems like they only sting more in California. Her office was still empty. After all it was only her first day. She knew no one here. Not a single person she could talk to. You can say she felt both ways of loneliness. But maybe that was about to change cause a small knock on her office door interupted her thoughts of the friends she left in New York. She lifted her head and saw a tall handsome young man leaning against her door. “Hi, you must be Riley” He said with a big charming smile. Riley nodded and putted down the picture frame. “yeah, Riley Matthews” She introduced herself. “Ross Bluntman, My office is accross the hall” He said pointing towards the brown door with his name tag on it. “Nice to meet you Ross” The young man stepped inside the office. “Maybe we could get to know each other, what about the coffee shop downtairs during lunch?” Ross suggested. Riley bit her lip insecure and looked down at the picture of her friends on her desk. “Um…Sorry but I’m gonna have to pass” She apologized. Ross shook his head and walked closer to her desk. “It’s alright, maybe some other time” He noticed the picture frame on her desk and the leftover pictures in her box. “Boyfriend?” He asked pointing towards a picture with the handsome emerald green eyed man on it. Smiling bright in the camera with his arm his around her neck on the beach. Riley smiled and took the picture. She remembered that day like it was yesterday.


“Lucas stop!” Riley yelped when he swung her around. She giggled and held on tight. “Oh my god what if i fall?” Riley yelled laughing. Lucas stopped and put her down. “I’d never let you fall” He whispred in her ear. Riley bit her lip and Lucas wrapped his muscular arms around her. While they were embraced in a hug they heard their friends approach. “Hey! say cheese!” Maya yelled with a camera in her hand. The one she got from her step-father Shawn for her birthday. Lucas bluntly let go of the embrace and hit his arm around Riley’s neck. Riley still held on tight to his torso while Maya snapped the picture. She smiled proud when she looked at the result. “Definitely a keeper” She putted the camera away in her bag. “Last in the water is a loser!” Zay suddenly yelled. Everyone started running towards the water. Once they were all in the water having fun they forgot about the winner and the loser and just enjoyed the time they had before leaving for collage. At one point Riley and Lucas were further away from the others. Riley wrapped her legs around his waist and hung onto him. “How ya’doing hottie?” Riley asked giggly. Lucas chuckled and pecked Riley’s lips. “I love you” He said. Riley widened her eyes when she heard the three words slip from his mouth. “You what?” She asked with a big smile plastered in her face. “We haven’t said that to one another?” Lucas asked. Riley shook her head. “Oh well it’s ok if you don’t, I just wanted you to know that I d-” Lucas was cut off by Riley pressing her lips firmly against his. “I love you too” She said after they parted. Lucas smiled wide and they shared another kiss.


Ross clearing his throat pulled Riley out of her daydream. “Um no…no he’s just a really good friend” She said dropping the picture back in her box. “Well it looks like you two really like each other then” Ross said taking out another picture of them kissing at graduation day. Riley snatched the picture away from him. “Yeah we….dated for a while but we broke up” Riley said lookind down. “What happened?” Ross kept her asking her these questions and she was seriously considering already kicking him out. “I moved here, that’s what happened” Riley opened her drawer and dropped the pictures under some files. Ross noticed she reacted very pissed and decided to stop asking. “Well, i just wanted to say: Welcome to California” He smiled polite and walked out of her office. When the door closed Riley fell onto her chair and sighed deep. She already screwed up. The first person she meets here  and she snaps at him and snatches stuff out of his hands!. She seriously needs to get over Lucas. But how could she if she still deeply loved him. 


“Maya Hart, graduate at NYU school of arts” The principal anounced. Riley and her friends cheered while the blonde ran up the stage to accept her diploma. Riley cheered loud for her best friend. When Maya came down again it was Riley’s turn. After the principal anounced her name she skipped up the stage and gladly accepted her diploma. With a big smile she returned to her friends who also already had a little paper in their hand. Riley hugged all of them but was embraced the most by her proud boyfriend. He kissed her head and whispered: “I’m so proud of you baby” Riley blushed and they leaned in for a kiss. A flash went off but they simply ignored the sound and light. When they parted Topanga handed them a poloroid. “Another keeper” She said. Riley and Lucas looked at the picture of them kissing. then They looked at each other and smiled happy. 


After her office was fully decorated she was finally able to start working. She took the files out of her drawer and saw the pictures under them. She picked them up and stared at them for a while. She was torn out of her thoughts when her phone rang. She quickly dropped the pictures on her desk and took her phone out of her purse. Her face lighted up when she saw her best friends picture on the screen. “Peaches!” Riley said happy getting some glares from her collegues. “Riley, i don’t know how to tell you this!” Maya said sounding panicked. “What? what happened? is everyone ok? Are you ok?” Riley asked worried. “Yeah I’m fine, but I’m sorry Riley” Riley knitted her eyebrows together confused. “What are you sorry for?” She asked. “I know you told me that you wanted to forget about him but i couldn’t stop him Riles” Maya said still freaking out. “Maya calm down, who are you talking about?” Riley stood up and walked into the hallway to get some coffee. “Riley, It’s Lucas. He’s coming”

 Riley stopped her tracks. She dropped her phone and stared in front of her. She felt her heart race and her palms started sweating. And not only because she heard he was coming, but because he was there. Standing right in front of her. Panting and sweating he just ran into the hallway. All eyes were on them. Ross came walking out of the office and leaned against the doorframe. “W…what are you doing here?” She stuttered. Below her was her phone with Maya’s worried voice coming out of it. The room was deadsilent. Lucas appraoched Riley. “I love you, but you know that” He said. Riley’s eyes were still wide and astonished from the surprise. “I know i said i wanted to stay home, but once you left i wasn’t home anymore” Lucas took Riley’s trembling hand in his and softly stroked his thumb on the back of her hand. “I felt lonely and heartbroken. I couldn’t stand the feeling being away from you for 24 hours. Imagine being away from you for the rest of my life” Riley looked at his emerald green eyes and felt herself heat up. “I know we said it would be better if we broke up. But honestly i don’t think i can do that. Not when I was ready for the next step in our relationship.” Lucas went down on his one knee and took out a small red velvet box from his pocket. “Riley, I’ve known you since middle school. I’ve bin in love with you since middle school and i wouldn’t want anyone else.” He opened the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring, shining in the light coming from the window. Riley hit her hands in front of her mouth in shock. The tears were already dripping from her eyes. “Riley, I promise that I’ll go wher ever you go. I promise to take care of you, love and cherish you. As long as you promise to become my wife” Riley squaded down in front of him and sobbed with tears of joy. “Riley Matthews, will you please marry me?” He asked. All the people in the office looked at Riley waiting for her answer.Riley took her hands away revealing the biggest smile she had ever put on. “Yes! Yes ofcourse I’ll marry you!” She said paired with tears of joy. She swung her arms around her new fiance and cried on his shoulder. She felt all the joy rush through her body. She didn’t even care if he had a ring or not, she had him with her. That”s all she wanted. “I love you so much” Lucas said. Riley smiled and released from the hug. “I love you too” She pulled him close and pressed her lips against his. They got an applaus from Riley’s collegues.ucas lifited Riley off her feet and spun around. This was the happiest day of his life. For now. Cause soon it will be the day he turns Riley into Mrs. Friar. 


I hope you enjoyed this one! Requests are always welcome!

Remembering Me Part 3

Waking up the next morning, my whole body still ached, and my head throbbed. I still had no memory, of the who I was or anything else for that matter. Looking towards the chair, I saw that it was empty.

Pushing myself up to a sitting position, I gave myself a few minutes before I tried to stand up. Slowly, I ease myself to the edge of the bed, placing my feet on the floor, I stood up.

The room started to spin, I quickly sat back down, dropping my head into my hands. Hearing the door open, I turn my head seeing Chibs walking in, he sat down beside me.

“How are you feeling this morning?”

I frown at him. “I hurt, but I’ll survive.” He frowned at me, his eyes showin concern.

“Dizziness? Headache?”

“Yes, to both. I’m sure it will go away.”

“I think you should go be checked out at St. Thomas.”

“No, no hospitals!” I couldn’t explain it, but I didn’t want to go to the hospital. 

“With the dizziness, headache, memory loss, it worries me.” I shook my head, at him. “If you’re not better in a couple of days, you’ll have to go.” 

I started to relax, again knowing that I wouldn’t have to go. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, comforting me. I laid my head down, exhaling slowly, wishing that I could remember something.

“What would you like to be called?” I raised my head looking at him.

“I don’t know…” I hear a movement at the door, looking over, I see Happy leaning against the door frame.

“How about Daisy?” His raspy voice rang out.

I looked at him. “Why Daisy?” Chibs was staring at him as well. Happy pushed away from the door, coming to stand in front of me.

“Because we found you in a bed of daises.”

“I guess I’ll be Daisy until I remember other wise.” 

XXX

One of the other men had brought me a change of clothes from home. His wife had sent them for me. She also sent me toiletries, and other things that might help me feel comfortable.

Once I was cleaned up, I felt a little better, I moved out of the room I was in, going into a bigger room. Finding Happy sitting at the bar, I slid onto the seat next to him.

He over at me frowning. “Should you be up?”

“I couldn’t stand to be in bed a minute longer!” I frowned back at him.

“Any memories come back yet?” I shook my head at him, hoping that at some point I’d remember me.

XXX

“Has she been taken care of?”

“(Y/N), lost control of her car, it ran off the road, flipped once. We got out, shot it up, it blew up. There’s no way she survived!”

“Anyone witness it?”

“No, we were careful.”

“Very good!” Pierce Thompson ended the call, sitting back in his chair, he smiled. The little bitch should have never stolen from him, and tried to escape. No one, would ever know the things he’d done. All the evidence was now gone.

More Than You Do.

Member: Chae Hyungwon / Reader
Group: Monsta X
Word Count: 1,400+
Authoress: Blu
Genre/Warning(s): Fluff, Slice of Life, and Mild Language.
A/N: Firstly, I want to thank you all for reading the last story. I do appreciate it! Because, I kinda popped this one out on a whim. But anyway, thank you, darlings!

Originally posted by yuhwan

More Than You Do.

Pushing through the cafe’s door, a chime resounds just above your head and cordial chatter is left behind with it. The ground is wet under the soles of your feet as rainwater trickles down the gutter, and finally, the clouds begin to disperse. Having been cooped inside the nearest cafe hadn’t been the original plan, but alas, mother nature has her hand in every situation. Even the unpredictable situations, the kind that the weather forecast overlooks and screws everyone for the next twenty-four hours.

You were hoping to make a quick coffee run for Hyungwon, seeing as how he emphasized how crucial it was that you be the one to do it. Of course, you first questioned why he didn’t bother to ask his manager or any of the staff on duty to buy it. Perhaps you should’ve braced yourself for the infamous “because I want to see you,” line to drip from his lips like honey.

And you…well, you gave in, albeit reluctantly.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: Mark is having a bad body day, he thinks he's not good looking enough, and Jack just reassures him and makes him feel better. I hope this prompt doesn't put him too out of character, but I feel like everyone has one of those days. Thanks in advance if you do it.

Mark scratched at his shoulder and tried his hardest to hide even from himself in the mirror. 

It wasn’t like he considered himself unattractive - the entirety of the internet told him he was hot - but he just felt… inadequate?  Undeserving?  He wasn’t so sure of his own emotions, but he felt like he had to work harder.  Give them what they want and they won’t leave, right?  Mark was so very tired of people leaving him. 

He heard the bedroom door open and Jack popped his head in “Hey!  Just made some pancakes.  Want some?” 

Mark stared at him for a moment, probably longer than he should have considering Jack gave him an odd look after some time. 

“Why?” 

Jack blinked, “Because I’m fucking hungry and pancakes are delicious.” 

Mark rolled his eyes, “I um, I think I’ll eat something healthy instead.” 

Jack furrowed his brow, “Dude you love pancakes.”  He stepped out of the doorway and approached Mark, lifting a hand to place his palm on Mark’s jaw.  “What’s wrong?” 

Mark’s eyes immediately found the mirror again before looking back into Jack’s eyes. 

“Ah,” Jack nodded understandingly, “having a bad day I see.” 

Mark blushed and nodded. 

Jack placed both palms on Mark’s cheeks and squished them together, “Listen here you handsome fuck,” he began, shaking Mark’s head back and forth gently, “you are and amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, kind, and goddammit looking at you is like looking at the sun sometimes.  It hurts.”  

He let Mark’s face go and gently placed his fingers on his throat, “I know you don’t feel like it right now, and I know not much I say is going to make you feel better or believe me, but I want you to know that I find you incredibly attractive.  And even if I didn’t, I’m never going anywhere, Mark.  I love you so you’re stuck with me for forever you poor, unlucky bastard.” 

Mark smiled, “Hey watch it.  That’s my husband you’re talking shit about.” 

Jack gave him a blinding smile and Mark felt insulted.  Didn’t Jack just compare him to the sun?  The hypocritical bastard, didn’t he know that he was Mark’s sunshine on dark days? 

anonymous asked:

Can you write something with 'no he/she isn't good enough to take you out. Trust me I know' off that prompt list with luke please x

“Luke, do you know where my black boots are?”

You were met by a grumble, and you poked your head out of the closet by the door to look over at your roommate.

“What was that?”

“Why would I fucking know?” He repeated from the couch, louder this time, and you straightened up, staring over at the back of his blond head.

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anonymous asked:

((From Treasurehunter)) Bren arrives at the merchants door smiling broadly, after all one of his mother's profession has joined the collective. He knocks and calls out "Oi you in? I was wonderin' if you need help getting settled."

@wearetreasurehunter

Asade bumped her head on a low shelf when she heard the call of someone at the door. Rubbing her head, she quickly rushed to the door, her capelet backwards and her clothes in a general mess. Opening it, she looked up at the man at the door. “I’m so sorry, we’re a closed for a while, if you don’t mind. Shop doesn’t open until tommorrow,” she says, attempting to shuffle the man out of her way.

Casey went up to the roof terrace door and peered through the glass. Lifting her one free hand she rapped on the door gently so as not to scare the person on the other side, and peered her head around the door. The girl had come home from work and decided she wasn’t going to spend the night inside feeling sorry for herself, or being angry at other people, instead she’d sorted out some cupcakes and made her way to the top floor of the building. “Hey, I have cupcakes. I didn’t make them because I didn’t want to give you food poisoning, but you know, they’re kinda a sorry for being a little shit peace offering. I frosted them myself…so that’s something right?”

The Last Time

The Last Time

               You sighed turning and looking at yourself in the mirror. The crisp white fabric fit snugly in all the right places. It sure was an expensive gown, especially since you would only be wearing it once.

               You were marrying the love of your life. Or so you were told. You never really thought the love of your life would be, he could so boring. But maybe you did love him. He was sweet, and kind. Your family absolutely adored him, he was kind of funny and he had a good stable job. But sometimes he just bored you to tears. There was no fiery passion, the sex was mundane and you really didn’t have that much in common.

               “Knock, know.” You heard that familiar Irish lit and you grinned turning around spotting Niall’s head of blonde hair sticking in past the door.

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This week was going to be the one where I finally told her how I felt, which was: When I moved into your dorm in December, and you painted my nails, you held my fingers like sushi and I wanted to die. Which was: When you would get changed half-in-front-of-me, flinging vintage finds off your body like tossaway prayers, I was breaking up with my girlfriend in my head, I was holding a pillow against my chest like a door on top of a door. Which was: When I first saw you, my tongue became a rock and I swallowed it and now what I want to say lives at the bottom of my stomach, collecting moss, and your sexiness is a can-opener I swallowed which is of no use to the rock.
—  Shira Erlichman, from “In the Summer of Erica,” published in Winter Tangerine
so you remember that mshenko fic I started then didn’t update?

I’m updating it shortly. here’s a little sneak preview in the meantime:



A knock at the door brought consciousness back, even though he had no idea how long they had been out. Kaidan rubbed his eyes and carefully stood up, making sure to place John’s head back on the couch deftly.

Donning a hoodie, he swung open the door. An older woman was on the other side, and she looked very familiar, yet he also knew he’d never seen her in person. She had deep brown-grey hair pulled up in a bun and piercing blue eyes.

“Hi, you- you must be Kaidan… Alenko, was it?” She said nervously, letting her arms fall to her sides. Kaidan furrowed his brow.

“Yeah, that’s me,” he cocked his head a little, still confused. “Not to sound rude but, who are you exactly?”

She smiled and looked up, breathing out slowly. “First my own son doesn’t let me know if he’s alive, and now he doesn’t even show you a picture of me? I need to have a talk with him.”

Before Kaidan could get a word out, he heard familiar footsteps behind him. He turned around to see Shepard, still wrapped up in the blanket, a blank look on his face.

“Who is…?”

His eyes widened.

Mom?”

If you dig, check out the first chapter here!

http://archiveofourown.org/works/4443812/chapters/10095749

I’m the worst for not updating, I know :,))))

Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.