NOW AT @ADPTATIONS

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 [ . . . ]

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ECHO CAN NOW BE FOUND AT MY MULTI, @adptations.

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                                          we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that                                              everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 !                                         you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦,                                               the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !

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                                          we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that                                              everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 !                                         you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦,                                               the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !

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                                          we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that                                              everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 !                                         you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦,                                               the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !

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                                          we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that                                              everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 !                                         you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦,                                               the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !

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if i moved echo to a multi... would y’all still want to write with her.....

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hisagony​   //   bellamy blake.

                DESIRE    RUMBLES    IN    A    CHEST    CONSTRICTING.                 heart    beats       :       healthy       &       brisk.    is    that    nerves       ?       they    taste    like    salt.    all    bitter.                 𝙰𝙻𝙻    𝙵𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶    𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙸𝙶𝚄𝙾𝚄𝚂.                 hero.hero.hero.            you are lost.                words    /    inspirational    speeches       :       once    your    amenity.    but    that’s    no    longer    true    ,    NOT    WHEN    HE’S    AROUND    HER.    a    soul    so    complex.    a    soul    so    beautiful.    a    soul    so    covet.

kissme.kissme.kissme.                 so    thick    ,    so    alluring.                 like    a    prayer    lingering    in    the    balance.                 calloused    digits    move    along    her    wrists    ,    along    skin    so    soft.    exploring    the    feel    of    her    beneath    him    as    something    other    than    a    sparring    partner. gaze    shifts       :       LIPS    TO    EYES.    LIPS    TO    EYES.    EYES    TO    LIPS.    they’re    wet    with    her    saliva.    they’re    plump    with    need.    he    aches    until    he    doesn’t    anymore.                 𝐇𝐄    𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒    𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋    𝐇𝐄'𝐒    𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆    𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐌.                 her    lips    are    soft.    they    taste    of    lingering    algae    ,    but    most    of    all    they    taste    like    echo.                 exactly    what    he    is    craving. THIS    ISN’T    REAL.    THIS    ISN’T    REAL.    this    isn’t    happening.    but    it    is       &       he    doesn’t    want    it    to    stop.

i’m  never  going  to  live  this  down,  the  thought  rung  through  their  mind  far  louder  than  what  they  would  have  liked  as  soon  as  the  words  had  exited  past  her  lips.   echo  had  no  doubt  that  it  was  what  he  wanted,  the  hunger  was  written  plainly  in  his  expression  &  his  gaze,  in  the  position  that  he  had  taken  above  her,  in  the  way  that  he  stares  at  the  fullness  of  her  lips,  slightly  parted  in  anticipation.   there  was  no  reason  that  he  should  want  her,  no  reason  to  want  anything  other  than  his  hands  around  her  neck  again.   but  despite  the  ample  opportunity,  now  &  before,  that  doesn’t  happen.

except  one  his  lips  were  on  her,  the  thought  about  what  he  should  have  wanted  to  do  is  drowned  out  by  what  he  was  doing  now.   there  was  a  little  bit  of  roughness  there,  but  it  doesn’t  surprise  her  nor  decrease  any  interest  that  they  had.   skai  people  were  usually  a  little  softer,  but  he  wasn’t.   that  appealed  to  them.   their  own  hands  are  rough,  calloused,  covered  in  blood.

echo  moaned  against  his  lips,  starved  for  touch  too  long.   a  slender  leg  snaked  around  his  hip  &  thigh,  foot  slipping  between  his  knees,  pulling  his  weight  down  against  her.   she  should  stop.   they  should  stop.   the  last  thing  either  one  of  them needed  was  to  fuck  things  up  again  when  they  were  finally,  actually  getting  along.

“belomi  ––”   his  name  is  heavily  accented  from  their  own  fluster,  turning  their  head  to  the  side  to  break  the  kiss.   she  didn’t  know  what  to  say  now.

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thenightmareofyourdrems​   //   john murphy.

          ˜”*°•.     A  furtive glance  behind  the other  –  a futile  attempt  to see  something,  anything // for  he was  not  just walking  away,  accepting this  ludicrous  situation, letting  it  ride –.  And  the fact,  she  wouldn’t let  him  pass ? It  appalled  him.  ❝ I  have every  right  to  be  there.  You know  that. ❞  Words spoken  abruptly,  vehement. Only  to  change into  a  tone almost  beseeching.  ❝ I need  to  go  to  her. ❞  

their  less  that  specific  wording  had  been  an  attempt  to  be  polite:  a  mistake  that  they  decide  there  was  no  benefit  in  repeating.   echo’s  lips  pressed  into  a  thin,  vaguely  irritated  line  ––  this  might  not  be  their  personal  matter,  but  they  don’t  particularly  like  to  be  countered  by  anyone.   “you  didn’t  get  the  memo,  then,”  she  sighed,  loudly.   “she  doesn’t  want  you  here.”

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graunblida​   //   lexa.

their blades collided and a shrill SCREAM released. she pushed forward, testing the strength of her opponent. the other was just as determined and unmoving as she, as lexa could only nudge so far forward. this would not be an easy fight, but she was prepared to do what she must in order to keep the knight from harming anyone else. the warrior changed her grip, her blade drawing back before sweeping up in the other direction at her adversary. “ not enough, it seems - “ the retort was grunted out between blocks and strikes, the sounds of saber impact bouncing off the building walls around them. she hoped she was buying the engineer enough time to flee, though she feared her efforts might be in vein. there could be a reason echo confronted her alone. “ tell me, “ she started up when there was a slight break between the two. “ what is like risking life and limb for someone who wouldn’t think twice if you perished or thrived? all that work for no recognition…“ 

the  strike  of  the  other’s  blade  was  a  surprise:  not  because  they  had  not  known  that  this  fight  was  going  to  be  the  end  result  of  this  confrontation  regardless  of  what  was  said,  but  because  of  the  strength  that  came  behind  it,  matching  them  much  more  than  they  would  have  ever  predicted  to  come.   echo  had  always  been  arrogant,  but  they  had  always  considered  it  to  be  earned.   this  would  not  be  as  straightforward  as  she  had  anticipated.   teeth  grit  &  they  still  grin  at  her  retort,  amused  by  it. her  loyalty  ran  deep,  it  had  been  thought  through  ––  but  it’s  danger  came  from  the  fact  that  they  could  think  about  the  full  picture  of  what  they  were  doing,  &  come  to  the  conclusion  that  had.   red  meets  the  glows  of  blue  &  green  fiercely,  without  mercy.   sweat  beaded  against  the  back  of  her  neck,  between  exertion  &  the  heat  of  their  blades.   “is  that  what  you  want?   recognition,  fame?   that  doesn’t seem  like  the  jedi  way,”   she  taunted,  adjusting  her  grip  on  her  saber.

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leadeur​   //   clarke griffin.

         she likes it      here  ,  likes the people and the village and the surrounding land  .  nothing will ever replace eden  ,  or the home and family she built there with madi  .  every night is filled with dreams of their little home and their simple lives  .  madi’s still little  ,  still needs her  .  back when her newly found daughter would crawl into bed with her  ,  tuck herself into her side just to be held  .  but eden is gone  ,  and so is that bond they’d so carefully built  .  maybe they’re quirky  ,  maybe they’re keeping some secrets  ,  but the people of sanctum have fed and clothed and housed them  .  in her state  ,  there’s nothing left in clarke to care about anything further than that  .  they keep her in paint and canvases  ,  what could be better than that  ?  the only downside is the pestering doctor insisting on keeping tabs on her dying body  .  

“  baking a cake  ,  ”  the laugh that surrounds the words is a little rough and causes a cough to tickle at the back of her throat  .  azure hues flick over to echo’s face and she chooses to ignore the look she finds there  .  with a small sigh she turns back to her canvas and returns to shading in the tree line  .  “  i’m painting  ,  what does it look like i’m doing  .  ”

patience  was  not  something  that  echo  had  ever  been  known  for.   during  the  time  that  they  had  spent  in  the  ring,  they  had  gone  through  many  changes  &  a  lot  of  mellowing  out  that  they  likely  would  have  never  experienced  if  they  had  stayed  on  the  ground. i  t  was  all  a  good  thing,  of  course.   but  the  sarcastic  little  snip  was  all  it  took  for  that  impatience  to  raise  its  head  &  flare  up  once  more,  her  lips  pressed  together  in  a  thin,  annoyed  line  as  her  head  canted  to  the  side  slightly  to  stare  back  at  clarke.   she’s  up  to  something.   what?   they  didn’t  have  the  slightest  clue  ––  no  one  seemed  to  know  exactly  what  was  going  on  with  her.   they  were  supposed  to  be  the  best  at  reading  people,  but even  echo  was  coming  up  short.   being  direct  seemed  to  be  the  only  way  that  they  would  get  any  answers.

“you’ve  been  out  here  every  morning.”   they  pointed  out,  their  arms  folding  in  front  of  their  ribcage.   “just  painting.”   it  was  unlikely  that  the  syllable  had  ever  sounded  quite  so  accusing  before.   “is  that  all  that  clarke  griffin  does  now?  paint  ...  trees?”

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lghtpulled​   //   kylo ren.

he flinches at the mention of a village burning ,   a fresh surge of guilt twisting inside of him .  had that been an accident too ?  he wonders .  were people like him always destined to destroy everything ?  did it matter either way ?   swallowing ,  he keeps his gaze on hers ,  hands still held out in front of him .   “ i do not know those people ,  but i am sorry for the pain they have caused . ”  just like he’s sorry for the pain he’s caused ,  but he knows that apologies don’t matter much .  they can’t undo what has already been done ,  no matter how he may want for them to .   “ i’m … ”  his name feels wrong ,  like it doesn’t belong to him anymore .  maybe it doesn’t .  maybe that boy died with the others within the flames .   taking the next idea that comes to mind ,  he continues .  “ kylo .   kylo ren .  and i promise you that i do not mean any harm . ”

the  flinch  read  as  guilt  to  them,  despite  the  claims  that  the  other  had  to  make  about  having  nothing  to  do  with  it.   but  he  held  out  his  gaze  which  was  more  than  echo  would  have  expected  from  skaikru.   they  were  all  weak  &  unprepared  for  what  was  on  the  earth  as  far  as  they  were  concerned.   the  apology  reads  as  genuine,  but  she  still  approached  with  apprehension,  still  itching  for  the  blade  in  her  hand.   echo  was  confident,  to  a  fault:  certain  that  they  would  be  able  to  draw  faster  than  he  would.   “kylo  ren.”   the  name  was  a  funny  one.   they  don’t  immediately  offer  their  own,  their  gaze  still  cold  &  unwavering  on  his  frame.   so  if  he  came  from  the  sky  but  was  not  a  part  of  skaikru  ...  there  were  multiple  clan  there,  just  as  on  the  ground?   that  would  be  important  to  know.   “where  do  you  come  from,  kylo  ren,  if  you’re  not  skaikru?”

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Ladies Meme: [2/2] unfairly hated ↳ Echo

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reivcn​   //   raven reyes.

“okay, let’s not hit the machines that might save our lives.” though perhaps it was a stupid question to ask echo, considering they weren’t around the mechanics that they had. but then, it was rhetorical question, not one that she was expecting her to answer. but here they were, with a conversation that really wasn’t meant to be a conversation at all. she understood the words that left her lips, even if it did come across a bit snappy in raven’s opinion, and she didn’t mean to irk her. “no it isn’t, not for you anyway.” she points out to her now, twirling a little in her seat while she let out a sigh. “and i’m sorry that this is your life right now, really i am. but it’s to make sure you’re not dead, that you get to live.” she points out to her softly. “so maybe tell me what you’re good at ,and i can find you something to do around here.”

“if  you  say  so.”   eyebrows  twitch  with  faint  amusement  even  if  they  take  unfortunate  notice  of  the  fact  that  raven  said  they  might  save  their  lives.   the  other’s  had  faith  in  her  that  echo  found  to  be  admirable,  but  it  wasn’t  something  that  she  yet  possessed  for  herself.   they  didn’t  know  her  to  have  it,  the  only  real  taste  of  what  she  was  capable  of  coming  from  getting  all  of  them  from  the  ground  to  space.   that  in  itself  was  an  amazing  feat,  seeing  her  float  like  magic.   but  she  cared  far  too  much  about  getting  back  down  on  the  ground  again  &  could  do  nothing  to  help.   “that’s  what  bellamy  wanted.”   she  had  been  ready  to  die,  she  didn’t  understand  bellamy.   “i  spent  my  time  on  the  ground  spying  &  killing  for  my  queen.   unless  murphy  tries  on  planning  a  coup,  i  don’t  know  that  there’s  much  there.   everything  i  know  is  suited  for  life  on  the  ground.”

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natshana​   //   luna kom floukru.

echo wasn’t wrong…many storms had beat their way through the valley in the last six years and in the beginning more than now…structures had been damaged. she hoped by now they had managed to secure them well enough to withstand the storms…but the weather seemed to be getting worse lately. luna pulled herself up to move to the window in the room and she closed the wooden shudders over it to keep glass from breaking through should anything strike the window from the outside. 

storms on the sea had been intense, she remembers, far worse than this, cyclones in the sky that ripped the sea up into giant swells…but that had been so long ago. “maybe…but we can’t move anywhere else.” she breathes out. “i have candles…and matches.” she states, bringing light to the space might make them feel better. 

the  sound  of  the  storm  doesn’t  bother  them,  the  shaking  of  the  walls  around  the  pair  threatening  to  crack  at  any  given  moment.   all  of  the  structures  that  they  had  built  together  had  a  considerable  amount  of  effort  put  into  maintaining  its  sturdiness.   still,  they  worry  that  not  everything  would  hold. getting  drenched  doesn’t  bother  her,  but  she  worried  about  lightning.  they  had  seen  devastating  fires,  found  theirself  frozen  in  fear  at  the  sight.   they  didn’t  want  to  confront  that  again.   not  now,  not  ever.

“you  can  light  some  of  them  if  you’d  like.”   the  darkness  doesn’t  bother  her  very  much,  glancing  at  her  bare  shoulder  as  she  felt  water  drip  down  from  the  ceiling  onto  it.   “another  leak,”  they  murmured  as  they  go  to  get  a  container  to  catch  it. at  least  they’d  have  clean  water  for  a  while.   “have  the  storms  here  always  been  this  bad?”

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@shesdaylight​   //   rapunzel kom skaikru.

It wasn’t until the descent back down to earth when rapunzel realized how comfortable she was up in space; it was the home she’d always known, though earth had begun to feel more like it. but there were aspects to the planet she didn’t quite know, wasn’t too familiar with. and though learning was something she always wanted to do - especially when it came to learning about the planet itself - she was intimidated. permanently living on earth meant having to know how to properly hunt, fish, how to properly make a home there. but she trusted echo would teach her, would teach all of them. “how can you know what to expect from the lakes, if anything at all? certainly someone with experience must be able to tell beforehand, right?”

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all  of  this  had  been  things  that  the  had  learned  as  a  child. while  most  of  their  training  had  not  been  focused  on  such  a  thing,  it  had  also  been  of  the  utmost  importance  that  the  be  able  to  take  care  of  theirself  should  things  go  wrong.   all  of  it  came  simple  to  her,  but  she  was  at  a  great  advantage. the  way  that  rapunzel  felt  now  must  have  been  equivocal  to  the  way  that  they  felt  during  their  first  year  or  so  in  space.   “you  can’t  always  anticipate  what  the  earth  will  give,”  they  offered  with  a  small  shrug  of  their  shoulders.   “i  don’t... know  how  to  explain  it.   sometimes  you  just  know.   the  more  you  do  it,  the  more  that  you  can  pick  up  on  it.”

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aigonakru​   //   aliana lancaster.

aliana was doubtful that the other would respond to her inquiry and she was understanding if that were the case. they had no reason to trust a random stranger who approaches them with pestering questions. although she did not see herself as threatening — from their demeanor, it was evident that they were on edge. 

“ azgeda—must’ve been around the mountains… ” she determined quickly, arms remained crossed behind her back as she surveyed the atmosphere of their conversation. something had shifted in it. “ i meant to ask — how did your people find this planet? you had a ship i assume…but it takes time, that i heard anyway, to arrive. it must move very fast… ” she did not plan to make this turn hostile. it was only for the sake of wonder in her mind. she was curious.

mountains  had  been  a  landmark  in  most  of  the  clans,  but  echo  was  in  no  mood  to  correct  or  offer  any  further  details  than  what  they  had  already.   it  was  a  careful  line  to  walk:  offering  enough  information  that  it  might  placate  further  curiosity,  but  still  keeping  details  close  to  themselves.   just  because  this  one  wasn’t  acting  hostile  didn’t  mean  she  wasn’t  one.   no  one  here  could  be  trusted.

at  least  this  would  be  easy  to  lie  about  given  that  echo  did  not  entirely  understand  the  details  of  how  monty  had  found  it.   why  did  those  details  matter  when  he  &  harper  were  dead?   they  didn’t.   “i  don’t  know  technology  well.   i’m  the  wrong  person  to  ask  about  that,”  she  shrugged  off.   “azgeda  had  plenty  of  mountains  &  lakes.”  keep  her  distracted  with  earth  rather  than  the  details  of  their  people  who  were  here  now.

[weltenwellen]

Adonis, from “Persons”, Selected Poems