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&. ❛ ( OOC ) so even tho i have like two followers i thought i’d make a plotting call ! because when i do starter calls i never ??? actually end up writing said starters so like this and i’ll jump into your IM !

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ ᶤˢ ᶰᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᶰᵈ ( ooc. )#( bringing this back bc imma get down to business and message people so. )#( do the thing !!! )

turnedmonster.

❛ heda. ❜ acknowledging her title, lincoln bows his head respectfully in her presence. for a moment, he toys with the idea of hiding the truth from her. he doesn’t want to reveal how intrigued he is by the people from the sky, or how he’s been pursuing scouting missions near the outskirts of the skaikru’s camp just to get a closer look. but lincoln knows better than to lie to his commander, and he’s always prided himself on his honesty. ❛ i’ve seen it, yes. ❜ he wonders where the question is coming from, but lincoln’s in no position to ask her that, so he stays silent.

a nod : strong legs begin to move towards the nearest village, expecting him to follow. SILENCE taints the atmosphere for one, two, five heartbeats many thoughts swirl inside her mind. the desire to keep her people safe interwined with UNCERTAINTY ( she loathes it, not knowing what the sky people want ) dance behind stony eyes, until cold notes cut into the air. ❛ have you interacted with any of them so far ? ❜ there's nothing threatening about such question ; it's simply born from the curiosity & duty running through her veins.

#turnedmonster #█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ˢᶜʳᶤᵖᵗˢ ( short interactions. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛ : ᵗᵒ ᶰᵉʷ ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍˢ ( group verse. )

wonderswoman

2x14 | 3x07 (Requested by zaynlexa)

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᶤʳᵉ ʷᵉᵃʳᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵏᶤᶰ ( portrait. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˢʰᵒʷˢ ᶰᵒ ˢᶤᵍᶰ ᵒᶠ ʷᵉᵃᵏᶰᵉˢˢ ( clarke griffin. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ˡᶤᶠᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗʰᵃᶰ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵘʳᵛᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ( clexa. )#( my heart. )

herkill.

❛ lexa —– ❜ the name rolls off her tongue softly; a PROMISE to remember it. her previously tense posture relaxes. she takes a few steps towards her; though there is still caution mingling with her curiosity. ❛ it’s nice to meet you. ❜ any silence between them is made awkward; it’s her fault, she’s still getting used to talking to people other than family ( or her wretched cellmates ). she bites at her bottom lip, ❛ —– do your people have any books? ❜ it’s a seemingly random question but it’s been curiously burning in the back of her mind. on the ark, books were scarce ( & highly protected ); stories had to be read in digital format. ——- she dreams of being enchanted by INK pressed words & flipping through yellowing pages.

although tentative steps are taken in the commander's direction, CAUTION can be discerned inside disquisitive eyes. WISE GIRL : the earth is made of steel & only the strong ( death awaits those with a soft heart ) can survive. her posture relaxes ever so slightly the only way to determine if the sky people are a THREAT is to associate with them. ❛ likewise. ❜ single word is accompanied by a nod, ice melting inside green eyes. octavia does not seem DANGEROUS, however appareances can be deceving & her guard is up. the question intrigues her ; she would've expected other kind of interrogations. with a brow raised in mild curiosity she replies, lips still pursed in a tight line. ❛ our books are few & reserved for those of higher rank only. ❜

#herkill #█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ˢᶜʳᶤᵖᵗˢ ( short interactions. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛ : ᵗᵒ ᶰᵉʷ ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍˢ ( group verse. )#( hello. )#( it's me. )

inthenameofsephiroth

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᶤʳᵉ ʷᵉᵃʳᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵏᶤᶰ ( portrait. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵗʳᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉˢ ( saved. )#( this is g o l d e n. )#( ok but i'm gonna be here doing stuff tomorrow. )#( such as drafts & plotting & all that jazz. )

tinakris

bonus:

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃ ᶠᵒʳᵉˢᵗ ᶠᶤʳᵉ ʷᵉᵃʳᶤᶰᵍ ˢᵏᶤᶰ ( portrait. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ˢʰᵒʷˢ ᶰᵒ ˢᶤᵍᶰ ᵒᶠ ʷᵉᵃᵏᶰᵉˢˢ ( clarke griffin. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵗʳᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉˢ ( saved. )#( this is too much omfg. )

reddenedhands.

Clarke can’t find words currently – she hadn’t been able to since discovered by Bellamy, and despite their departure from one another, and the bounty on her head because of her newfound title as ‘Wanheda’ – Clarke had found herself behind the gates of Arkadia with familiar faces once more. and a few new ones at that as well. but none of it feels right; she still feels misplaced. still had willingly separated herself even from those she once wished to be around. words and feelings had still been left untouched. there was fear and unknowing filling the atmosphere around all of the Delinquents but Clarke wasn’t worried about that right now. Body standing rigid before the metal gates as they opened, she notices the stallion and the person sitting atop it, and her fierce eyes don’t falter and feign anything other than fury when they make contact with —— Lexa. where as the Commander’s face gave no clue to what she may be feeling, Clarke’s own control is non-existent and she allows her barrier to fall for the first time. she allows those emotions of betrayal to openly express themselves. allows every part of her being to show Lexa just how much she wasn’t happy to see her there.

❛ Why are you here. ❜ · her tone is unwelcoming– and a feeling begins to wash over her that mirrors the absolute dread and anger she felt within Mount Weather. standing in front of the aftermath of the decision she had made in order to save her people – all because Lexa could not hold true to her own words. it festers within her chest, and if Clarke didn’t have complete control over her stance, or if anyone found themselves close enough to her, they’d see the slight tremble of growing fury encompassing her body. tongue bitten and held, she awaited a response to her blunt inquiry, eyes never leaving Lexa’s form.

she sees it in the stiffness of her frame, she sees it in the VICIOUS light that has entered her gaze, in the harsh lines of clarke’s face ANGER. BETRAYAL. PERHAPS EVEN HATE. she’s not welcomed here, no grounder is. they had never established a TRUSTING relationship : first they had been enemies, then had come the ALLIANCE. but the very thing that had united them is now dead, & not because of the commander. there is no regret about saving her people ; as a leader difficult decision must be made ( in this world only the STRONG survive feelings make you weak, unfit to lead ) yet truly, deeply sorry she is : betraying clarke had never been in her plans. a grimace threatens to curl her lips, expressionless mask held firmly in place to avoid the involvement of personal matters ( but aren’t you already doing that by simply being here, oh heda ? ).

tone remains CALM in the face of such fury, eyes sharp as she takes in her surroundings. ❛ i’m here to make you an offer of peace. ❜ clarke, skaikru they are one and the same. if she wishes to protect her, to mantain the order she’s fought to BUILD, then this is the right course of action. CLARKE’S RAGE IS POINTLESS : she’ll understand soon enough. to see her like this ( features contorted in a way she’s never witnessed before ) is a weigth inside her chest, one she wishes would go away but that won’t stop haunting her. SHE’S HEARD OF WANHEDA the bounty on her head & the hunt for her powers. in a failed attempt to keep her safe, lexa had sent prince roan of azgeda with orders to bring the COMMANDER OF DEATH to polis, unharmed ; her friends had gotten to her first. & a heavy sadness coiled itself around a fenced heart, for surely it had been her actions that had turned clarke into what she is now. ❛ i know of the attack on mount weather. ❜

#reddenedhands #█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ˢᶜʳᶤᵖᵗˢ ( short interactions. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛ : ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵠᵘᵉᵉᶰ ᶤˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷʰᵒ'ᵈ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ʳᵘˡᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᶜᶤᵗʸ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵒᵗ ˀ ( season three. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃʳᶜ : ʷʰᵉᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵉᵉᵈ˒ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵉᵏ ᵒᶠ ʳᵘˢᵗ ( canon divergent. )#( hahah ahahahahah. )#( rip me. )

undeadleader-blog-deactivated20

I’M NOT THE STRONGEST ONE HERE. but i won the game. i’ve been watching the mikaelsons my whole life. studied them since i was a kid. that’s how i drove them out of NEW ORLEANS in the first place. rebuilt this city in my image, under my rules. offered alliances to all of my friends & got rid of everybody else. this is my city ——— BECAUSE I TOOK IT. that is what a leader does.

MARCEL GERARD of the originals. penned by holly.

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ʲᵘˢ ᵈʳᵉᶤᶰ ʲᵘˢ ᵈᵃᵘᶰ ( promotion. )#( uhm yes please ????? )#( holly is very talented follow her everywhere. )

hundredgifs

#monty and jasper would survive a scary movie if they don’t follow their friends

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵗʳᵉᵃˢᵘʳᵉˢ ( saved. )#( damn right they would. )#( & i'd stick with them following the creepy music is never the answer. )

sunlight shines upon their stallions ( her own & those of her guards ) as the metallic GATE is reached. with guns prepared the keepers await she can smell their DISTRUST in the air & cannot blame them for it. regality in her frame, the commander is PATIENT none of this can be rushed or it could go terribly WRONG. a hand motion : an order for her people to stay back when the doors finally open ; & THERE SHE STANDS. none of the brewing emotions are betrayed by her expression ( she's learnt how to separate feelings from duty long ago ) although her voice is SOFT, horse left behind. ❛ HELLO, CLARKE. ❜ ( @reddenedhands ! )

#reddenedhands #█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛ : ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵠᵘᵉᵉᶰ ᶤˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷʰᵒ'ᵈ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ʳᵘˡᵉ ᶤᶰ ᵃ ᶜᶤᵗʸ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵒᵗ ˀ ( season three. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃʳᶜ : ʷʰᵉᶰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵉᵉᵈ˒ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵉᵏ ᵒᶠ ʳᵘˢᵗ ( canon divergent. )#( i'm so excited that i should be ded. )

freshmoviequotes

The Spectacular Now (2013)

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛᶤᶜᵗᵒʳʸ ˢᵗᵃᶰᵈˢ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵒᶠ ˢᵃᶜʳᶤᶠᶤᶜᵉ ( leksa. )#( okay but this. )

❛ LINCOLN. ❜ tone is firm : an air of AUTHORITY that demands to be accepted surrounds her. it is a greeting of sorts, accompanied by a nod ; dried in the SOLACE the woods offer while twigs break soundlessly beneath her feet. head tilted & INQUISITION in her gaze here she regains what near them she must hide. ❛ have you been near the skaikru's camp ? ❜ ( @turnedmonster ! )

#turnedmonster #█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ˢᶜʳᶤᵖᵗˢ ( short interactions. )#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵛ : ᵗᵒ ᶰᵉʷ ᵇᵉᵍᶤᶰᶰᶤᶰᵍˢ ( group verse. )#( hi hi i hope this is okay ! )

❝ because she was mine . . . they TORTURED her, killed her, cut off her head. i thought i'd never get over the PAIN, but i did. by recognizing it for what it is : WEAKNESS. if you don't, you put the people you care about in DANGER, & the pain will never go away. the dead are gone. THE LIVING ARE HUNGRY. ❞

#█ ▌ ☾ ┊ &. ❛ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡ ᵍᵃʳᵇᵃᵍᵉ ᶜᵃᶰ ( self promotion. )#( thanks liz for the gorg promo ilysm. )#( like honestly she made me one bc i was lazy to make it myself. )#( isn't this girl golden. )#( anyways this is a thing now i guess i'm on my way to do things. )#( not having drafts is so nice tho. )