#pentamarked

Riled by Nik’s incessant need to ruin her life, tears covered the vampire’s cheeks, and she dredged onward through sticks and mud to try and find a feed. She would, perhaps, compel an unsuspecting soul from the nearby trailer park. Rebekah was in a bit of an eat your feelings type mood and the little run-down pocket of the town seemed relatively vacant.

She had been so busy muttering vile words and wiping away a flood of tears that she nearly missed the arrival of one of her peers... it was that dreadfully hairy Hellfire boy. Not exactly the snack she had in mind.

“Stare longer and I’ll poke out your eyes.”

     once  a  queen ,  then  a  senator  —  now  an  anonymous  survivor .  veré  was  the  name  she  chose  when  order  sixty  six  was  executed  and  she  had  been  forced  to  run  away  with  her  children ,  a  name  only  her  and  her  assumed  late  husband  knew  about ,  one  that  she  chose  in  memory  of  anakin  so  he  could  be  with  her  and  their  children  forever ,  in  a  way .  no  one  had  seen  it  coming ,  in  the  beginning  it  had  been  nothing  but  a  turmoil ,  and  she  finds  herself  navigating  the  unknown  regions ,  the  only  area  where  she  knew  her  children  could  be  safe ,  where  she  wouldn’t  be  recognised  as  senator  amidala  and  where  people  wouldn’t  wonder  if  her  children’s  father  was  indeed  a  jedi .  her  plan  worked  for  ten  years ,  her  children  and  the  hope  that  she’d  live  to  see  the  empire  fall  is  what  made  it  worth  the  sacrifice  although  the  first  signs  of  the  force  in  their  children  only  added  to  her  fears .  

     it  would  take  ten  years  for  padmé  to  see  herself  and  her  family  in  danger  when  she’s  learned  that  someone  had  been  looking  for  her ,  but  she’s  quick  to  act  -  to  her  children  she  was  calm  and  collected ,  preparing  them  to  move  to  another  planet ,  but  on  the  inside  she  was  petrified ,  she  didn’t  want  to  confirm  her  suspicion ,  she  didn’t  want  to  face  HIM  —  not  that  she  had  a  choice ,  however ,  because  moments  after  hiding  her  children  she  faces  her  biggest  nightmare ,  she’s  captured  by  stormtroopers .    “  what  could  imperial  scum  possibly  seek  in  this  planet ..  we  are  poor  people  barely  surviving  ”    she’s  a  prisoner  now  but  she  knows  they  can  hear  her  -  she  doesn’t  expect  an  answer  however ,  her  words  only  served  a  purpose :  to  muffle  the  noise  she  had  to  make  to  try  and  break  free  from  the  handcuffs  so  she  could  escape  and  reunite  with  the  twins  in  time  to  make  her  escape . 

This was why something was off. The waters on their little journey from Dragonstone to the North were smooth as can be. Yet, for the third morning in a row, Dany found herself riddled with nausea. 

This time proved a bit crueler. The queen's council met her at the bow of the boat on this particular dawn in order to discuss their arrival plans to Winterfell. Tyrion was digressing into a metaphor about his childhood while Dany felt her eyes glaze over.

Now here. Not now.

She didn’t hear a word coming from the Hand. Fingers fidgeted at her waist and the Targaryen became paler than usual. "If you wouldn't mind - pardon me," interrupted the queen, causing Tyrion to fall silent. The council stared at her. It made this whole wretched thing worse.

Something in her clicked. Perhaps the thought was already planted in her mind, but Daenerys was always quick to disregard it. It had been well over a month since her last bleed. Not to mention Drogon had been particularly moody with her as of late...

Dany avoided Jon Snow's gaze.

“You had to know it was coming.”

offer my muse sex advice || [note: it doesn’t have to be good/true!]

While the rest of the pack partied down stairs, Logan was in the study drinking his red wine as he combed through some of his patient’s files. Working remotely from Stonehaven was allowing him to continue his practice while they settled on some pack business. It was also another way of showing Jeremy his work outside the pack was important too. Turning his recorder on, he started to speak out loud some of his observations about his client. In the middle of the analysis he could smell Nick coming up the stairs, before he made his grand entrance to the door. 

Immediately he stopped the recording as his words registered. He couldn’t help but give the fellow wolf a curious look. Though his eyebrows were furrowed, he was quite amused Nick thought he needed sex advice, but the misunderstanding didn’t surprise him. His patient had asked for sex advice, but he tried to refrain from providing that since he worked on the the mental part of the process. Not the physical. Of course, Nick hadn’t heard that part. Still, it was an interesting predicament.

the intimidation meme

be afraid be very afraid >:))