GODDAMN SAMURAI ;;

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          ❝WE’VE ALL GOT A MONSTER INSIDE OF US.❞

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srsly dude.

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Sir, you need to stop.

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MY NEW LINCOLN BLOG CAN BE FOUND HERE.

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this theme i’m making is pure eye candy.

lmao.

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yup.

i’m gonna make a lincoln.

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...

I’m kinda tempted to make a Lincoln?

[gratifyingstorm-deactivated2016]

❝Prince? Really Octavia? We’re at a constant WAR.     Do you think you’ll enjoy being MURDERED?❞

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    ❝Apparently, nowhere NEAR as much as YOU enjoy         complaining! Because that’s SO helpful, right?❞

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the 100 meme: (3/8) scenes

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                   “I’m not exactly in the MOOD for fun and games.”

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    ❝So go drag your PRINCE down, Clarke. You know,         some of us actually ENJOY being free.❞

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Me: -looks at URL.-  She was Octavia, a mighty princess forged in the heat of battle! The power, the passion, the danger! Her courage will change the world!

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                         ❝SLASH; DON’T STAB.                                          MAKE IT DEEP.❞

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                                    ❝ I                                     { B E A R }                                                  IT  ❞

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Requested by notoverthatbityet

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continued from here.

    ❝Largos?❞

She remembers the flares. Bright lights in the night sky. They’d been released as a message, but on landing had become weapons. 

If they’d only known...

So many people...

    ❝With all due respect, Heda. You want me to go with you?❞

No matter her rank, Octavia is still Skaikru. How will victims of the burning respond to her presence? Will they know? She is close to fluent in Trigedasleng by now. But surely her accent would give her away?

In the back of her mind, memories pull at shadows. TonDC, after Finn’s sacrifice. That man, freshly grieving the loss of his wife and child. Beaten, broken and bruised at their feet.

She doesn’t want that.

    ❝I’m Skaikru, Lexa. I’m the reason they’re in this mess.❞

[wherememescometodie]

Who would my muse rather kiss: Send two names

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like this post for a starter.