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❝ didn’t i tell you to not leave your blake-y stuff around my flat? ❞ she did. she totally did. hence why she's not waiting more than perhaps one second to continue her line with her impetuous scolding voice. ❝ i did. what is this. ❞
( baby blake ).:
❛ you don’t get to say that. you fucked him, remember?❜
as soon as her head’s within range, octavia’s playing with her curls, stretching them out, dropping them, watching them spring back.
well, shit. news travel fast. eyelids shut & she's moving her head closer. ❝ did you say that to raven too, or. ❞
The 100: Astrological Signs (insp.)
CLARKE: Libra woman is the zodiac’s activist: The most principled person on the astrological wheel, she can’t separate herself from her lofty convictions. To her, the world requires a redesign, as it lacks the very ideals that she most urgently seeks to project. If she perceives a wrong, she must strive to right it; the realm of human justice is her special domain. She possesses a powerful mind, a finely tuned faculty that is eclipsed only by her especial brand of ethereal beauty. Her agenda in love is to fall in with a true friend and equal, a liberal freethinker who shares her love of the arts as well as her often radical political views and egalitarian visions. She is unconventional in relationships, amenable to casual sex with a like mind, and leery of legal, long-term bonds. Notoriously attracted to other females, regardless of her sexual identification, she is principally drawn to extreme women. When she does commit: Hell hath no fury like the lady Libra scorned.
( baby blake. ):
❛ no, you don’t. forward the bill to bell.❜
it’s not the first time she’s said that, and it certainly won’t be the last. the littlest blake wriggles over, patting the bed beside her.
❝ like i always do. your brother hates seeing my face because of you. ❞ & so she goes forward, laying on the free spot of the bed, her body instinctively getting closer to hers.
insp.
( sleepy head. ):
he waits for her to take the coffee from him, his gift to her, his arm extended towards her.
❝ i usually don’t. not without coffee. but i’m always running late to our class do i don’t have time. ❞
❝ it makes sense. ❞ clear irises tay on his figure as hands go forward to take the coffee he's offering her. ❝ although you could learn to wake up earlier, perhaps. ❞
( baby blake. ):
❛ i broke into your house because i was cold.❜
no apology is offered, because she’s not sorry. just cold, even though she’s in clarke’s bed, blankets pulled up to her eyes.
❝ i don't even wanna know how you did it. ❞ she looks confused for about three seconds before she actually puts her stuff down, takes her coat off and gets closer to the bed. ❝ scoot over. ❞
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if you want to believe in FATE — they are a capricious character.
I might be a hypocrite Lexa, but you’re a liar. You felt something for Gustus. You’re still haunted by Costia. You want everyone to think you’re above it all but I see right through you.
repeat after me: clarke ! griffin ! is ! bi !
You looked me with such tenderness behind your eyes that I fought the urge to run so much my hands trembled. You thought I was just nervous, but it was for all the wrong reasons. For once in my life I am certain of something, I never have to be afraid of you hurting me. You’re so sure of how you feel, you forget that I haven’t dropped my sword. My armour still stands, although the warmth of your embrace may melt the metal.
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