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#walk walk fashion baby
––––– for what it's worth, there's nobody i trust to do this more than you.
❛ you ever think . . . it’s US who is the problem ? ❜ the one constant between any and all wars erupting . bellamy had given it a lot of thought , perhaps more than he should have . mind racing at the most inopportune times , so loud . so muddled . so corrupted . it had to be questioned, right ? ❛ what do you think , reyes ? ❜
season 1-4? based starter for @mechajacket
💗 wiNK WONK
𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙞𝙧. someone you never expected, and yet fits right there with you. you cannot help the smile that plagues your lips even as she kisses you. raven reyes is everything you’ve ever needed. you’re thankful that abby griffin has sent her down, that you are no longer alone, ❝ hello, miss. reyes, ❞ you say once you pull back, hands keeping her close, ❝ anything you need today? ❞
KISS HARPER. | ACCEPTING!
stars for the drabble / hc meme !
⟨ word based headcanons or drabbles; @mechajacket ⟩
There were very few places on Earth that truly felt like Krypton. After all, one was a lush and green world, so full of life, and the other was a dangerous, terrifying, though undeniably beautiful, world. The arctic was one of those places. It reminded her of the outlands, not the ones outside of Kandor, but more like those closer to Argo; they were more tame, not any kind of tourist attraction, but still lovely. Beyond appearance, she was able to see the stars so clearly there. Her father would make sure that after every storm, when the sky was clear of clouds, to take her to view the stars, teach her everything he knew of them.
The starscape of Krypton was very different than Earth, different stars with different constellations. She missed the sight of those stars, the stories that went with them. However, still, something about sitting peacefully beneath the stars was calming… she hoped that it would offer Linda some of that peace too. The atmosphere in the Fortress was alive with celebration, all of her friends, though something about it felt lonely still. She was happy, overjoyed, that her sister and Kelly had found something with each other, as did Brainy and Nia, even James and Lena seemed to be in a better place after everything. Was it wrong to feel like a third wheel… seventh wheel? The sensation was familiar, though not one that she wanted, that after all was said and done, she was alone. Kara had dared to hope; believing that if she could just see it through to the end that she would have had a chance to tell Querl how she felt, but now there was no way that she would choose selfishness over the newfound happiness of two of her closest friends. Kara exhaled as she looked up.
.zrhythrev ,ehl
House of El.
Home of stars.
Something about the stars made her feel whole again, like all the missing pieces were out there if she could just find them. Kara relaxed her eyes, taking in all that she could see; the night sky seemed to come alive, so many stars twinkling against the blackness of space. Her vision blurred at the sight of one as tears pooled in the corners of her eyes, “Rao, give me strength…” The red dot, small and copper from such distances, was once home… she couldn’t help but wonder what her life could have looked like —— would she have made a name for herself? would she have found someone who loved her? would she have a family? In another life, was her story one of happiness, without tragedy?
While others would have surely succumbed to the freezing temperatures, Kara was still warm as she lay upon the ice. She stared at the stars, picking out constellations, mind drifting from planet to planet, star to star. There was no one point where her eyes closed, though she opened them again in a dream that felt like home. Bright blue… warm sun… a hand in hers…
Eventually, her friends would notice that she was missing from the celebration. With his ears pinned back, Krypto led them to where she was, asleep on the ice beneath a sea of slowly vanishing stars as the first glimpse of the sun was visible on the horizon. Brainy shooed the humans back inside while he retrieved her, not quite able to understand why she would have been outside, let alone fell asleep in such an uncomfortable environment. Krypto scratched the ice to grab his attention before pointing upwards with his nose, towards the stars that were being swallowed in the light of the rising sun. While he couldn’t explain how, he somehow understood.
“I’m afraid to bore you.” ( with SCIENCE ! )
“ Well... ” She might, Laurel is sure to think but not say out loud-- not because she doesn’t care for it, but that area of expertise has never been her forte, so to speak. Laurel Lance is an instinct kind of woman, she likes to talk to people and understand them, question them, maybe punch first and ask questions later if the situation requires it, and there’s an element of waiting in science and technology that she just can’t get along with. “ Try me? ”
memes / always accepting.
“Hey.” Raven walks from the threshold to around the desk, stopping just behind the doctor. She quietly places a hand on Abby’s shoulder, sighing audibly. “When’s the last time you actually slept?”
gaze doesn’t lift from the files before her when raven speaks , instead runs a hand over her face and reminds herself that there is very little time for breaks. hand rises , settling atop raven’s upon her shouler. she shakes her head slowly , finally giving up on reading the case report and lifting her gaze upwards , gazing towards the younger girl. ʺ i ――― i don’t know. it feels like ive been staring at this for days. ʺ slowly she turns her chair to face the other , ʺ i’m afraid I won’t be able to figure this out. ʺ / @mechajacket
“Does this have something to do with that drunk text you sent?” asdfGHJKL;
MODERN VERSE / @mechajacket
“it might.” bellamy would be lying to himself if he said he had an easy time not responding to her intoxicated message in an encouraging way. “do you take it back?”