#gonpleiga

[suspectedalways]

@wildlynaiive​ & @gonpleiga​

draco right now:  

‘ find a new husband ‘ 

[headstrongblake]

@gonpleiga​ asked :  “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text

[ SMS   »  echo ❄️❄️  ] : i can’t keep giving you money, bell is going to start asking questions. he already wonders why i’m working so much on top of school. what do you need it for this time, mom? [ SMS   »  echo ❄️❄️  ] : That wasn’t meant for you. [ ten minutes later ] [ SMS   »  echo ❄️❄️  ] : Just remember, my brother and I, MY family, it’s off limits. Don’t say shit to him Echo, if I wanted him to know, he’d know.

[pyrrhicmessiah]

@gonpleiga​ gets wanheda. 

             “ --- Chon yu bilaik? ” Who are you? The words are pulled from her as she takes in the person standing across from her. Death hovers just above the warrior’s skin, smokey black wisps curling around her arms, around her neck. Of course, the other cannot see or sense it; her hand passes through death’s touch without resistance. Ever since the mountain, Clarke had felt... different, though. Whispers follow her as she drifts from village to village: Mountain Slayer, they call her. WANHEDA. Although Clarke was only just beginning to sort out how her abilities worked, she could sense a qualitative difference between this marking than some of the others. Rather than cling to her skin and try to bury its claws deep within her, it was as if death was merely fascinated with this girl. A tendril of smoke seems to caress the woman’s cheekbone, Clarke’s eyes drawing to the movement. 

[nowat-shesdaylight]

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

( 📲 -- echo ): question ( 📲 -- echo ): if i were to start running ( 📲 -- echo ): hypothetically ( 📲 -- echo ): would you want to come with me?

texts! / @gonpleiga ( accepting )

[klarsynt-arc]

@gonpleiga​  || starter call

          “  ai nou lufa sich au,  ”  he always finds himself growing tense in the presence of any from his old clan. he might be under floukru jurisdiction but he is not so naive to believe that would truly stop anyone. he is a traitor in the eyes of many. and azgeda has never taken such a thing lightly. some do not respect clan alliances, not even with such a close neighbor as floukru, when it comes down to matters of loyalty. chestnut hues flicker over the young woman with silent caution.  “  beja.  ”  

[headsaves-a]

@gonpleiga​  :     “ [ sms ] → would you like to blur the lines between friendship and lesbianism tonight? ”

(     𝐒𝐌𝐒  »  𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎  @  𝟗 : 𝟒𝟏  𝐏𝐌     )   :   👀 (     𝐒𝐌𝐒  »  𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐎  @  𝟗 : 𝟒𝟏  𝐏𝐌     )   :   i'll  be  over  in  20

MEME  :  NOT ACCEPTING.

[motherlcss-arc]

@gonpleiga​​  ,  “ i’m fine. i think i’m done now “ , ask

sympathy blossomed on delicate features as nina stepped inside the small bathroom , kneeling down next to the other woman. a lifetime in and out of medical had numbed her to any uncomfortable feelings towards sickness and it had always soothed her having someone else there , 

“ sometimes , a new diet or stress can upset your stomach. happened to me sometimes when i was sick. let me ... i’ll just be right back , “

nina left the room for just a moment , hurrying back to echo’s side , brushing her hair away from the back of her neck to rest a cool , damp cloth against heated skin , 

“ i know it must be scary to be so far away from home , to have to adjust to all of this .. the algae probably isn’t helping either ... “ nina added , a soft laugh preluding her next words , “ don’t tell monty though because his sad face always makes me want to cry. “ 

a tremor shook the other woman’s frame and nina bit her lip , hesitating for a moment before resting a gentle hand echo’s trembling back , rubbing small circles , “ my mom used to do this for me when i was sick or upset , always made me feel better, “

it was easier to know how to comfort clarke or raven or bellamy , clear to know where the lines were and what to say ... all those things had to be learned with echo and she didn’t want to accidentally cross one or upset her ... she also didn’t want to leave her sick in a bathroom all by herself , 

“ i can stop .. or go get bellamy if you want too. i just don’t want you to be alone when you don’t feel well, echo. “

[survivormoves]

@gonpleiga​

Some days were good, some days were bad, some days were boring and some were just downright terrible. T h i s definitely was one of the latter options for him. Perhaps he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. Perhaps he had bottled up his emotions for far too long. It didn’t matter. Today had round out SUCKED. He felt like he had m i s s e d out on a crucial moment when the algae had knocked him out. Bonds had formed and here he was feeling like the cast out once more.

A part of him KNEW it wasn’t true. He KNEW it was ridiculous to think it. He still had a place... He still had  them but... Sometimes memories resurfaced, sometimes Bellamy’s words haunted him, sometimes he still felt the rifle to his chest as he boldly stepped forward. Sometimes he still felt his finger on the trigger and the g u i l t after all was said and done. Sometimes he could still hear Jasper’s pained moans and hear himself speak and--

Nobody had told him how hard it would be to find a good middle ground for all he had done...  How to actually LIVE with only seven people on the Ring... So perhaps sometimes he isolated himself from the others. Perhaps sometimes he couldn’t l o o k at them, or know how to rightly speak with them. He would learn, eventually.

Hopefully.

There was a swig of the drink he had found before he leaned back against the window, eyes lingering momentarily on the burning planet below, frown to his face. Then footsteps and he stirred, body almost instinctively tensing up. Ah... It was Echo...

Another person he didn’t quite know how to act around. Sure they had all worked together, but he hadn’t forgotten how he had DEMANDED her to take off the suit. How he had spat and snarled for Emori’s sake. To ensure she would l i v e. If Clarke hadn’t given her helmet.. Would he have--

No... He didn’t want to think about it.

“ ...Can’t find your way around space, huh? “