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Finn Collins Tracker on Earth's beautiful floor. Reckless and Irresponsible. Indie RP/Ask blog for Finn Collins from the CW show The 100. This is an AU version of Finn. Please read the Start and Rules pages before interaction. -Mun is 21+ - Semi-Selective. - I track the tag: recklesslyirresponsible. Please read Rules before interaction.

[shadowden]

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                      She found herself giggling before take a sip of her coffee. It was                       nice to know she could have fun the minute she got off work.                        It’s a nice change of pace. She’s never gone on a date with                       someone she doesn’t know. It’s someone she does know.Except                       now she knows his first and last name.

                      ❝ I don’t have a name tag. You’d like it if I worked here, huh?                          I’m Clarke Griffin. Since we’re on a first and last name                          basis. I’ve never done this before, but I’d like to go on a                          date with you.❞

                       She wonders if he’s going to get in trouble with his boss. The                        last she wants him to do is get in trouble because he was                        talking to her.

                       ❝ You sure you won’t get in trouble?❞

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

          He had taken a chance, taking a giant step from           leaving her simple messages on postit notes that           were simply made to make her smile and let her know           that someone out there found her beautiful but now,           now he decided to take that chance and ask her on           a date, completely taken care of by him, paid wise.

"I've noticed. What makes you think I don't think you work here? It's nice to meet you, Clarke. That's a pretty name. Well, that makes two of us. I'm glad. When do you get off work?"

          He sets his book down on the table in front of him,           his coffee sat before him, the steam dancing above           it's liquid warmth and he's smiling. Smiling at her,           smiling at the fact that he's able to take this chance.

"I don't work here, so no. I should ask you that though."

[liitlewolf-deactivated20260226]

           ”Giving you that chance is the same thing with sending my people into battlefield!” She yelled as she gripped the arms of her throne. “Don’t you understand? You and your Sky people aren’t going to get any help. No clan will help you. Doing so will get many of their warriors killed and no one wants that. I’m sorry but the Crescents cannot and will not give you a chance.”

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

He paused at her words, his face falling ever so slightly as a sign of hope disappearing. Was this the end of the line for him? Was he truly going to face the death that deep inside he knew was inevitable to avoid? "I don't know the rules your tribe or the other Grounders follow." He paused once more, trying to build a faux confidence of apparel to the leader. "But there is a thing called talking it out. We can still have peace. Not all of this needs to end in death!"

[shadowden]

  ( recklesslyirresponsible )

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                     She checks the note immediately. She had wished she had                      noticed them sooner. She’s determined that he doesn’t get                      away this time. Him leaving makes it painfully obvious who                      he is. Clarke’s a little stunned by his question. It’s not like                      she had anything to lose. Just one date, it wasn’t such a                       bad idea. It’d be nice to get to know the stranger.

                     Without a second thought she makes her way to the counter.                      It’s slow right now so she can get away with this. There’s a                      smile on her lips.

                                                           ❝ I’ll only give you my answer if you tell me your name.                             Looking at the name tag’s cheating.❞

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

          He had been sitting at his usual spot at the           counter, one foot on the bar of the stool, the           other touching the flooring as the coffee sat           steaming beside him. His hands were holding           open a book that appeared worn, one he had           read a thousand times but each time he picked           it up he had acted as if he had never touched           it in his life.

          There was a smile on his lips as he heard the           footsteps approaching, the sharpie still sat           beside him, resting upon a pad of yellow sticky           notes and it was glad she finally decided to           approach him for this. Eyes drifting upward           as she spoke to him.

"I'm Finn Collins. And since I'm not allowed to cheat, what's your name, Princess?"

[screencaps-ahoy-blog-blog-blog]

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(& —) The Princess

nonpuer, earthmedic. criminalxclarke, prxncessxx, priincessgriffin, galaxialborn, bravexrebelxprincess, griffiins, clarkette, skyprxncess, 

(& —) The Rebel

chevalierbellamy, dxrksouledkxng, rebelruler, monsteroftheblake, bellake, solitaryxsoldier, slaindemons

(& —The Spacewalker)

spacexwalker, oxygenwasted, recklesslyirresponsible

(&— Self-Proclaimed Grounder)

screwyouimnotafraid, knxwthedrill{+bellamy}, occultusx, butterflydelinquent, okteiiviia, secretxsibling, thebravestblake, diiforza

(&— The Mechanic)

mechanicism, youngestmechanic, astromechanics

(&— The Murderer)

ahangedman, solitaryxsoldier, anarchiism

( &— The Sky People)

the-unnamed-survivor, thiievery, councilmxnkane, counciilman, councilmanxkane, regretandsass, earthiisms, ofxsurvivor, ofxpurity, justkirayukimura, honeylemonselfiequeen, furtimlykos, theimmortxl, fxgsurvivor, bitterisms, fidelisdaemon, sterliings, ofxred, lethallyher, hebreaks, jahaism, firstsonwells, fouriisms, atomsfrometernity, techboyxmonty, scientiism, belakbrav, causariia, mediciism, diableonyourshoulder, morethanxpretty, brokenglxss, huntingxcynic, xdelinqxent, fromspxce, spacedblondie, ihatethisplanetx, spacesucked, delinquentmiller. 

(&— The Grounders)

ailaiklexa, aikomsi, ofvalors, commanderisms, thiievery, leksathecommander, redhotgrounder, grounderx, grounderxlincoln, bloodmusthavebloodlexa, 

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

magichotline replied to your post: “Since it is now midnight where I am at. Happy fucking New Year you...”:

I should yell at you :PPP kidding.

LOL Yes you should. xD

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Since it is now midnight where I am at. Happy fucking New Year you beautiful people. Bless you all and I hope all your wishes come true in this new year. <3 Thank you for welcoming me into your amazing fandom and I hope in this new year, we can all RP. <3

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

I know I still owe two starters but like Lost Girl was on tonight AND it's now 3am and I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and have to be up for a lady to come by to buy a chair. SO YES. I will get to those starters after I get back from the doctors. <3

[prxncessxx]

Clarke blinked her azure eyes open, to be honest she’d been napping in the throne room, she’d drifted off after the morning lessons, she smiled at her knight fondly. “Mm where is father? If he’s not around let’s go riding-“

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Finn couldn't stop the small smirk that took to his lips as he looked at her, her hair was still perfect, despite watching as she had just woke up from what seemed to be a nap. It was the little things about her that made his heart sing. "He's taking care of matters in the Kingdom. If you desire to go riding, we can."

[lethallyher]

   Harlow had found something, in the wreck, something she wished she didn’t. Sure, the scent of burned flesh and bones were scatted everywhere, but two rings. Ones she made, for her parents seventeenth anniversary. They had residue of ash, and they felt heavy in her hands. She refused to cry, at least not in front of everyone. But then, the voice that came from no where, snapped her out of her daze, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. “No thanks,” She spoke quietly, leaving her palm open on her lap.

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

The feel around camp was depressing and he couldn't blame them. Some of them had parents on that ship and now their bodies lined the ground in ash and burned flesh. He could understand that pain and figured that it was probably worse than having to watch them be floated on the Ark. He felt bad, but Finn was never one for the feeling of sadness and depression, call him old fashioned, but he would much rather go out of his way to make someone smile than watch them fighting back the tears in their eyes. "You sure? I can promise it'll taste good. Better than those nuts we had for lunch today." He nudged her arm gently, a soft smile on his face, brown hues glancing to the rings in her hand. "I'm sorry about your loss."

[miranadiaz]

So this was how it felt to be outdoors. It felt like… home. Clarke smiled to herself as she let her lungs inhale the fresh air, not filtered thousands of times by Mount Weather’s ventilation system. No, this was real and pure and she would let herself enjoy it even though her mind was still calculating exactly how many minutes and seconds she had before she had to go back indoors. At the sound of her name being called, Clarke quickly turned around, only to find a complete stranger in front of her. “You… You’re one of the Sky People, aren’t you?” His attire clearly didn’t match her people’s. “How do you know my name?” The fear of being attacked by one of them again was very present, but Clarke found herself staying where she was.

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

He couldn't believe the sight before him. He had been searching for her literally everywhere and he had started to fear the worst. He had started to think that the Grounders had kidnapped and killed her and he was ready for revenge, which was very unlike the peacekeeper but here she was, standing before him, looking as if nothing happened to her. Like nothing had happened to her. A rush of happiness rushed through his body, like the warm sun on his tired and worn skin. He had found her. That was all that mattered, until she looked at him. It was different. Like she didn't know him but that was wrong. She knew him. She knew him better than anyone. "Yeah. So are you, Clarke." He stated truthfully. Eyebrow raising at her. "Seriously, Princess? We came to Earth together. How hard did they hit you?"

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Laughs and then cries because of Lost Girl.

[lilmisslydiamartin]

Pausing for a moment, Lydia looked down at herself, at her hands, and then back up at him, one eyebrow raised. “Firebender? Do I look like a firebender?”

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Finally turning chocolate pupils to take in the full view of the red head before him, he figured he had called her wrong, but in a sense, it was an honest mistake. "You want an honest answer to that? Yes."

[shadowden]

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               ❝ I should start charging if that’s the case.                   Sounds good to me. Where? If you say so.❞

               She couldn’t believe he landed himself in detention. She was                tempted to ask, but did it really matter? The two had become                friends out of the ordeal. Something she thought wasn’t really                possible. Sadly, the only person she could actually stand was                Wells. The two had known each other in their diaper days. She                was sure if he saw her now, he would try to ruin the fun.

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

          A small, knowing smirk played upon lips as he looked           at the blonde. Curious what trouble she caused to get here,           but he didn't ask. Instead, he tried to come up with his           own ideas on the matter. Instead, he was caught staring           at her beauty for a moment too long.

"Only if it's by the bottle and not the case. Unless you really want to make some cash. Hood of my car? Parking lot? Oh I do, Princess."

[chevalierbellamy-blog]

Bellamy rolled his eyes, shaking his head.  "Don’t worry. It’ll be fine." And then, because he couldn’t resist teasing the athlete a bit… "And hey, if worse comes to worse ? I’ll break you out. We can go on the lam together.” 

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

A smirk toyed the boy's lips then. "You sound so positive." The smirk grew with the other's words, the thoughts danced in his mind. This could be fun and besides, Finn needed to live a little. "I'll hold you to that, Blake. Let's see what types of trouble you can cause."

[salvatorebastardarchive-blog]

Asher turned his head from the window shop, hearing the male. The fire nation emblem clear on his shoulder. “A boat,” he stated. “Typicially its what people travel on to get to parts of the world. And food, food is a good start to be here.”

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the brunnette that spoke to him. Sarcasim was a department that Finn was fluent in, but when it was returned, it just grinding him ever so slightly. "No shit." He muttered under his breath with a roll of his eyes. "So besides being a smartass and the necessities of life, what else?"

[killer-rxbbit]

        Jennalynn’s face was immediately painted with       surprise and a touch of guilt. She hadn’t been       expecting to be noticed where she stood, just       barely in the doorway enough to see what was       happening within.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.            I was just…. curious.”

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

He hadn't stopped the motions he was making, toying with the water below him in the air, first causing water bubbles before letting it transfer into a tornado of water, a playful smirk hinting upon his lips as he kept his gaze on the cool liquid.

"You can watch if you want to."

[hundredisms]

  Clarke heaved a contented sigh that bordered the edge of a moan. Her eyes laid half lidded, as she  tried to find a specific place to put her attention. the feeling of his fingers on her spine made her arch into him almost as if on reflex to get closer,  to the feeling of his lips. She finally managed to pull her eyes up and open them just in time for him  to stop kissing at the base of her bra. That smirk dancing across his lips,  the one that meant he was teasing.  She wanted to tell him to take the  damn thing off already, knowing that  their time together was limited.  After all it was only so long before someone found out that he was back near camp. And alerted the Grounders Of where he was. It was only a matter of time before she had to give him up Again, and she wasn’t prepared to  face that reality yet.                     ”Are you going to take the damn thing                               off already?”

[recklesslyirresponsible-blog]

Breathing her in, memoizing each of the scents that filled his nostrils, how could he not? She was everything he had ever dreamed of and to have her under his touch was intoxicating. She was intoxicating. Each movement she made. Each breath she took, it made him want to watch her, love her. Protect her. His lips caressed her skin carefully at the sound of her sigh, fingers dancing light touches along her spine, wanting her to feel like she had been kissed from the likes of heaven.

He knew what he was doing, after all, this wasn't his first run of the mill with her, but he wanted to savor every moment given to them, even if they didn't have much of time on their hands. He could still be that tease she knew, as that knowing smirk met his lips. He didn't want to think about the consequences it meant if he was caught. He didn't want to think about the possible torture he would be set to go through if she had to give him up. Maybe that was why he was taking his time? Simply because he knew that he would not get many chances like this.

"Impatient, aren't we, Princess?"

He breathed the words lightly against the skin of her chest, his fingers reaching up and unhooking the back of her bra before he let it fall away, his eyes danced up her body to come to rest on her own gaze before he leaned forward then, placing gently kisses along the soft skin of her breasts, lips wrapping around a nipple, sucking on it lightly. He didn't want to tease her, but he wanted to memorize every inch of her before he was unable to see her again.