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he cannot helped but find himself a little SURPRISED every time he comes back to the ruins and she is there. among the dimly lit cave and the cracked pillars, she never looks more out of place. she is beautiful and looks as if she could have been born into NOBILITY. she certainly deserves better than some exile. he is grateful, of course. and maybe a little too selfish and lonely to try to push her away again. but it always eats away at him. he could make her lose credibility if someone finds out, she might be looked down on for it or DOUBTED. he tries to push those thoughts away as he greets her, but it tells by the crinkle between his brows. “ hei. ” he murmurs as he steps close, hands cupping her face before he delivers a light kiss to her lips. // @warshipped
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“Hey Sandra! I just got Delia from preschool please come in.” Lou told her, stepping aside so Sandra could step in. Delia was sitting on her knees in a chair focused on coloring a picture.
❝ I have always been a bit reckless. ❞
“Well then now is a good time to cut it out.” Peter’s tone was soft but his face was clearly a little distraught. “Recklesness is going to get you killed and honesltly I would prefer not to let that hapen.” He stopped what he was doing to look at her, blonde hair flowing over her shoulders, blue eyes matching his own. “You don’t get it, okay? We’ve been through a lot since we came down. I have. I’ve been through a lot. So...I want you in my life, I really do. And I hope that that’s what happens. But when even the careful end up dead, I definitely can’t handle someone so reckless.”
expression is soft as she stares at the other. hand comes up to cup her cheek, humb lightly grazing the skin. it was weird to think that she had fallen from the sky, so akin to the earth and it’s nature : as if the ground had welcomed her in open arms. praimfaya was on the way, and the thought of having something so beautiful turn into dust in her fingertips was something clarke couldn’t fathom, ❛ i’m not turning my back on you. ❜ there’s a small hint of a smile, ❛ not now. you’re going to survive this. ❜
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dead poets society aka kill me i love that film
i love that film so much i’ve played two muses from it on tumblr and every time i watch it i think about bringing one of them back