#p:sf

[agent-badass-specialist]

Saving Face.

Coming back to work felt great; walking down the corridor to her desk felt like going home. It was an odd feeling; trying to relax at home when she was used to being on edge was almost impossible. Her badge hung around her neck, and her weapon was back on her hip, it was a comforting feeling and she couldn’t fight the small smile that took over her lips.

“A.B! Welcome back,“ someone greeted and the blonde didn’t need to turn back to know who was talking to her.

A moment later there were arms around her and she relaxed further at the contact. A kiss was pressed against her cheek before she turned to kiss her boyfriend. It was brief; just a small gesture before she was pulling back. There were rules at the workplace and she didn’t want to get suspended again.

“Good morning, Chris.“

“I’m pretty sure you have a mission waiting for you. Agent Millers is waiting for you.“

“Thanks.“

Leaving the man behind, A.B. made her way through the facilities. Then, she entered her boss’ office.

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There was no way she was forgetting the Kevlar this time. Not like she forgot it in the past, but she wasn’t taking any mission for granted. Her expertise was needed on the field, and she was going to do her best to finish this one. It was important, and A.B. wasn’t part of the Intelligence branch just because of her looks or her ability on the field.

She was an expert gathering information; finding the missing piece to solve cases. The Bureau knew it, and that’s why she was part of this next case. They needed to investigate, going undercover wasn’t an option when someone knew her already. But taking her away from the field should be the right choice, but Agent Millers trusted her with this and she wasn’t going to let her down.

“Are you ready?“ Mark asked.

“Yes.“

Nodding at her field partner, A.B. following him into the SUV. It was time to get things done.

@inter-chameleon

[gchakyeon-blog]

─ *❛ skyfall

╱ * if he didn't harbor the slightest amount of fear when it came to facing his father, the cat would have said a stern no to the request, not out of loyalty to where he belonged, but out of personal preference and how he had he'd always seen someone he admired go crazy eyed whenever he saw this certain someone walk past. needless to say, he hated her, but unfortunately he loved his alliance, and with a heavy sigh he agreed * ╱ ╱ * it was a request for a certain formula of a highly toxic poison, something only one person in all of gotham could formulate quite easily. of course because even accepting the request, hak had thrown up the possibilities of them creating it themselves. after all, the high security drug lab situated underneath the steel mill with probably all they needed to create the poison. he'd been dismissed within an instance, the request sour on the tip of his tongue as he followed through to make first contact. it was with an anonymous number that he'd given the orders that they meet atop of the tallest landing on the highest pillar of the pioneer bridge. they wouldn't be seen there * ╱ ╱ * he slipped over the frozen railing, clawed hands scraping against the steel surface as two feet landed upon the ground almost soundless. his appearance always seemed to change quite drastically when he became salem. with the custom, armored body suit, he was more flexible and nimble than a lot of those he came to face off against, especially with the belt around his waist, tricks in the pockets, and a whip on his left hip. with a mask pulled over his eyes, heavy kohl set eyes, and golden contacts to add to the effect, he seemed more feline like than human. it provoked fear in people, and he liked that. lifting the goggles from his face, pushing them back in his dark hair where they took their place as cat ears, he took a moment to gander at the rather desolate landing of the bridge. he cursed under his breath at the idea of being left hanging, she'd regret it if she didn't show up * ╱

[fcktroianb]

Sparks Fly ; treegan

[wildestguesswork]

Courage to be Loyal

Normally, Wayne wouldn't be the angry one. Wayne was rarely ever angry, like ever. But things aren't normal anymore. There is a clone locked up in a tower somewhere, owls can't me sent, students can't visit hogsmeade, and worst of all- alcohol supplies are getting slimmer. But on top of that, Wayne had really set some goals for himself this year. He wanted to become a fully registered animagus, and he wanted a steady boyfriend. That's it. That's all he wanted. Yet here he is, half way through his third month of school, still without a boyfriend. The past couple weeks had been rough on Wayne, Theo is mad at him, Cece is mad at him, and now he had gotten in a spat with Seamus. Seamus held a special spot in his heart. He was someone Wayne had actually fallen for. He loved the taller boy's laugh, his goofy smile. He loved how comfortable he felt around Seamus, and finding out that he was sleeping with other people? That hurt. That hurt a lot. Wayne decided that the best thing to do would be to talk to him about it. So, he marched all the way from the kitchens to the Gryffindor Tower, which is basically on the opposite end of the castle mind you, to talk. He sweet talked the password out of a first year, and snuck through the common room to get to the boys dorms. Knocking on the door, Wayne called out, "Curly? Are you here?"

[havenpls-blog]

Sexual Feeling ☞ Haven ft. Jason

Haven smirked to herself as she sat up on her bed. It's like you didn't even really need to try with Jason, he just automatically said yes to anything. Their first encounter together had been fantastic, but this time it would be even better since they had gotten to know each other a lot better in that sense. He knew all her hot spots and she couldn't wait until his dick was pounding in and out of her like she had so straight fowardlly suggested. He was going to get the great honor in being the first guy here to actually do her, instead of just giving her oral. Haven kept the door of her room unlocked so he wouldn't even need to bother knocking and could just come straight in.