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hi guys! my laptop is in for repairs, which means i’m relegated to my spare laptop. for the sake of making life easy on myself, i won’t be bouncing between blogs too much – you’ll be able to mostly find me at rockatanskis until my laptop’s fixed in about a week’s time.
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The world has been trying to turn me into a ｍｏｎｓｔｅｒ for as long as I can remember.
You can’t hunt without a weapon.
A note about shipping with me
I probably already ship it
not that I deliberately start rp’ing with people for the purposes of shipping, but if there’s chemistry, if there’s interesting interaction, then yeah, I probably ship it
you don’t have to ship it too; it’s fun to torture the muse with unrequited feelings okay
I will never pressure you into a ship
if you feel like i’m pressuring you, let me know and i’ll do my best to rectify the behavior
if you want to ship a thing, pitch it to me. the answer is probably yes.
that said, don’t assume it without at least mentioning it to me ooc first.
ships are usually in their own separate verses unless we’ve discussed something else.
if you ship with me I’ll ruin your life
xoxox i love you bbies
The 100 ABCs - Bellamy Blake
A long look at Bellamy, half a smile that she doesn’t brush off, but then she goes on like nothing happened. As much as she appreciates Bellamy’s acceptance of Lincoln, she’s not going to congratulate him for being a decent person about it after torturing him. “A village by the sea. He said he knew someone called Luna there.”
A considerate pause. He scratches an itch that doesn’t exist, somewhere on the inside of his left wrist. The twig, by now, is forgotten. He feels nervous, thinking about a version of events were Octavia was taken far away from him again. He keeps in mind that the idea was keeping her safe.
“More Grounders? A different tribe - ?”
It’s brazen and bold against his skin, and she KNOWS he’s now astute to the worry-wrought glint that bleeds from her eyes. ( her hands are quick to latch at his arms, fingers quick to coil and grasp at tattered fabric and guide him closer—the scolding will follow, though when his face no longer weeps. )
‘ What happened, Bellamy? ’
He doesn’t realise that he needs the support until it’s there; his fingers grasp at her arms in turn, and bloody fingerprints smear off on her clothes. It’s such a small, odd thing to notice, but he does; he draws in on it, thinking about the fact that on the ark it was hard enough to get the good detergent that could get stains out and now they were on the ground and all of them, each one, now has to settle for river water and boiling over fires and an abundance of stained shirts. But Clarke was asking him something.
“Hunting,” like that’s a real explanation. “Lost my gear.”
#dirty never looked so good
they/them. very queer. literally magic. café entrepreneur. anxious. immortal. well travelled. type of pal to cleanse your house with sage after a horror movie. est jan 2015. percy.
Murphy just shrugs as Bellamy tells him to accept the thanks, “Okay.” he mutters out, and extends a hand to help Bellamy get up off the ground. When the other is up, he takes a step away, wiping blood out of his eyes, “I’m whole, a few broken ribs I’m sure, but other than that I’m good. Don’t worry about it, though, I suggest we get back to camp before it gets much darker.”
He pauses, “Can you walk alright?”
-- it’s funny how that’s become a measure of their injuries, really: can you walk? Broken ribs, pft - it’s nothing, it can wait. If it isn’t life threatening, it can wait. If you can walk, it can wait. Walk off that fractured sternum, broken nose, dislocated shoulder, misaligned jaw, that broken arm --- but yeah. Bellamy can walk. He’s battered and sore, something bruised along his spine, but --
he takes Murphy’s hand and lets himself be hauled up.
“Let’s get moving.”
just because this is an rp blog, doesn't mean i won't answer questions like an ask blog. my askbox is always open to any questions you might have for my muse.
