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            ‘    you don’t have t’be invited to join the party.  ’    /  @madefighter

[tidalveined]

@madefighter

The trust in Skaikru was close to nothing. Not after all they had done to her on the Oil Rig. They had brought DEATH and VIOLENCE back into her life. The things she had tried to LET GO of... Nyko had been her last lead to her old life, and now even that was lost to her. And every second that passed made her doubt even more. It were small moments, however.. Where she saw a spark of a true person. John had been one of them. Raven, the other. They were so y o u n g. Too young to be wrapped up in all of this... yet here they were.

Footsteps resounded in the lab as she made her way back to wher she had left Raven, her eyes glancing back for a mere second to where John was. The technology used here she was unfamiliar with... Fingers moved around the earpiece for a second before she finally put it in her ear as she reached the lab.

“ Raven, are you okay? “

[survivormoves]

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[kingfallena]

          He cannot even begin to TRY and explain this panic which fills him. That cry out - it is one he has heard far too often. But it shouldn’t have come from her. She wasn’t even supposed to be out here, but they needed more hands for this mission. Curses spew from his lips as he forgets his own safety to run towards her. “ REYES! ” he grabs her arm, not caring if she takes a SWING at him or yells at him. She can do that all she wants. He doesn’t know why she is still trying to grab dog tags. They don’t have the time. He doesn’t give her the chance to protest, only quickly picks her up, adjusting his grip on her as he settles her onto his shoulders. “ I’m gonna get you outta here, just hold on. Ya’ hear me?! ” 

          Roan begins sprinting towards the jeep, trusting the men already there to COVER him. He moves around to the back, trying to be as careful as he can as he puts her down in the seat. He quickly climbs in after her, eyes already trying to search to find the source of the BLOOD. “ Go! Get us outta here! ” he yells at whoever is even in the front seat at this point. // @madefighter

[stainedbloodline-blog]

E S T R E L L A,    the head     &     E M O R I,   the hands     &     R A V E N,    the heart.    

S H E    W A S    N O T    S O F T.                                    she smelled like cigarettes,    leather,    &    ground black coffee.                                    -    &   when you i n h a l e d,       she burned your lungs the way                                                                                      that made you want to do it again.                                                                    she was  D A N G E R     &     you wanted her.

[tempercd]

For @madefighter spy verse

“I thought having the curtains open was a good idea since they were starting to think we were vampires.” Shaking his head as he grabbed the pillows and rolled his eyes he help her build the wall. It was ridiculous, they were grown adults and besides that the thought of touching her made him want to peel his own skin off and throw it away. Pulling back the blankets ( and breaking her wall effectively ) climbing he rolled his eyes as he lay back his eyes already closing ( to block out the light & the sight of her ) he shook his head.

It hadn’t been one cockroach. It had been a nest of them and the house needed to be fumigated. He was not going to live in a house that should likely be condemned and with cock roaches. Turning on his side and propping up gis head on his hand he smirked. “While you might be used to living with bugs, I’m not. It’s bad enough I have one.” They had been here for months at this point and the happy couple act was starting to slowly drive him insane. He hadn’t been laid in months and he was convinced Raven purposely irritated him.

She left her clothes lying in the bathroom, she never wiped down the glass. Dishes was a thought that never passed her mind and the house chores? It was starting to turn into the Roan cleaning show rather than the Roan spy show. Turning around so that his back was too her he rolled his eyes once again. “It’s a night, I’m sure your precious virtue will be safe.” Plus he’d have to cut off his own hands if he ended up touching her. She was nothing but barbed wire and impulsiveness that got them into trouble time and time again.

[ncncriminalway-a]

verse: the roadtrip of hell | @madefighter

“ You’re going to fucking hit that pole, Reyes. Oh my God. Listen, if you’re going to drive this car being all angry and shit, you better stop while you’re at it and let ME drive. “ spoke the teen, leaned back in his chair as he peered outside through the wing mirror.

An unusual pair of friends? Frenemies? Frenemies. Raven Reyes and Jonathan Murphy. One had to deal with a cheating boyfriend, the other had to deal with a drunk mother who blamed him for everything. Both decided enough was enough. It was one drunk night, really. She ranted, he admittedly eventually did too. They decided both of them h a t e d being here. Gathered the little money they had saved up and decided to hightail it out of here.

Both r u n n i n g from their problem instead of facing it head on.

Murphy had always been around, that constant presence. One you couldn’t help but want to PUNCH sometimes. Raven often tried such, they at times came to blows but they still tolerated one another. Murphy KNEW Finn. He also knew Clarke. And well, shit situation turned into a shit storm.

Why the fuck n o t .

His head turned a bit, raising an eyebrow at Raven. “ Take a deep breath. Try again. You can’t be this fucking bad. I saw you drive, okay. “ 

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          ‘  what’re you still doin’ here?   the others are waitin’.   ’    /   @madefighter