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OLIVIA HOLT on INSTAGRAM

#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ visage ] » she looks like the sun as it rises after kissing the dawn. #she is out here looking SO good

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i took an arrow to the heart.

a playlist for clarke and floyd of @starlcved // happy birthday ivy x

#starlcved #floyd & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ dyn. floyd & clarke ] » you know you could tear me apart; put me back together and take my heart. #i hope you're having the best day my friend while i cry myself to sleep at school #this is lowkey SO sappy but i love it for them sm

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endless list of favorite characters - clarke griffin (the 100)

"You may be The Chancellor, but I'm in charge."

#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ aesthetic ] » i feel the sun on my face; i see trees all around me; the scent of wildflowers on the breeze. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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multifandom meme > [6/12] brotps - jj x sarah

“You know who else I’m worried about? Sarah.”

#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ dyn. louis & clarke ] » the only soul who can tell which smiles i’m faking. #myhiraeth #louis & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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for @starlcved cont from here.

she hadn't meant to insult the archivist's knowledge in making a joke of her own frustrations, wings shifting uncomfortably when she catches floyd's disapproving glare. grimacing, she turns back to the fae female, trying to determine how best to explain, only to be caught off guard when she apologizes to her instead. there's a pit now steadily sinking in her stomach that demands to be resolved, a feeling to which she's not accustomed. " i --- uh, sorry. " the phrase almost sticks in her mouth, so uncommonly heard from her. " there are other malakh that visit the city at times, it's not out of the question that i could be with another unit. i am, however, with the thirty third. " hoping acknowledging the validity of her question will make up for her comment, she's all too grateful when the fae does continue on. intrigued by the juxtaposition in this healer's demeanor between revealing she did not grow up in lunathion and this passion for history, the malakh offers a small smile as they follow through the doorway. in the artifact's room, she falls silent for some time, studying the fae female while her partner asks the appropriate questions. only once their case's pursuits have been addressed does she add, " so, if you aren't from lunathion, where did you grow up? " she can't help wondering where such a rare power had come from.

#starlcved #opal & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. cc ] » you and i both know this ends in blood. #this absolutely sent me #clarke vs. being absolutely insensitive vs. never apologizing #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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#clarke would definitely have visiting every national park on her bucket list #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ aesthetic ] » i feel the sun on my face; i see trees all around me; the scent of wildflowers on the breeze. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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for @gracefallen cont from here.

his confirmation doesn't provide any relief, but there's a grim sort of satisfaction that comes from making him say it, from reminding him of what she'd done, of why he should regret meeting her. if he'd never met her, he would never have been subjected to the drill. he's stuck in that bed because of her. he'll be better off, safer, when she's gone. her eyes open, gaze remaining unfocused on the far wall for a moment, a hollow feeling expanding in her chest. " yeah, i know, " she murmurs, her attention still vague and unfocused.

taking in a steadying breath, she summons what energy she has left to turn towards him and give a small, hopefully comforting smile. she's not going to be able to get out of here until he's resting again, and clearly this conversation isn't helping. so she can be fine for a little while longer, for him. rising to her feet at his side, she nudges her pack with a foot out of his line of sight, a palm pressing his shoulder back down on the cot. " ben, please, you have to rest. " as gently as she can, she perches on the edge of the bed, taking his hand in hers for his benefit now, offering him what strength she has left. " i need you to be alright, " she whispers, fighting to keep that soft smile, which wavers at the corners, for him now as her voice grows rough, " i need you to rest and heal. " and even though she's trying to help him relax so she can still leave tonight, this is the truth that she shares with him now. it has to have all been for something.

#gracefallen #ben & clarke. #the way she wouldn't hold his hand when he was trying to comfort her but she'll hold his hand to comfort him i'm so UPSET #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ season 2 ] » love is weakness. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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OLIVIA HOLT via tiktok

#i'm on my knees fr #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ visage ] » she looks like the sun as it rises after kissing the dawn. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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for @starlcved cont from here.

when he pushes against her grip, she pushes back, forcing his wrists to remain braced against the wall. at least having burned off the worst of her temper already, she can recognize now that he's just trying to provoke her again. it's easier to just scoff, rolling her eyes. " oh, i'm tired, party boy --- " she grits out, glaring at him, " i'm absolutely tired of your bullshit. " blue eyes narrow at that smile, barely restraining the impulse to make another attempt to wipe it off his face entirely. it's an effort to convince herself to take a deep breath and step back from him instead, irritation already mounting again despite their first round. her words are cold as one hand comes to brace against her hip. " i think you've had enough fun tonight, " she counters, " the car is out front. " her gaze flicks between him and the door expectantly, though she's surely not lucky enough for it to be so simple.

#starlcved #dorean & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. modern ] » there is something moon soaked and dawn flavored about her. #okay yes this is rlly short compared to what it was but listen hear me out now it's more manageable for both of us okay #also i am thoroughly disappointed that clarke didn't just punch him again #self control clarke is no fun #dorean's right actually #like where's the tension now smh #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ character study ] » remind them what hell looks like when it wears the skin of a gentle human. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ dyn. floyd & clarke ] » you know you could tear me apart; put me back together and take my heart. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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she hates how he seems to know that she can't resist a challenge, narrowed blue eyes lifting from the cards to his smarmy expression. " trivia? that hardly helps me prepare for my exam. " she's quick to hold a hand up though, before he can respond. " that's not to say i'm saying no. " the last thing she wants to hear come out of his mouth is how she's chickening out. a perhaps over-confident smile now lights up her features as she scans him one more time. " that's assuming i get enough wrong for it to start affecting me. " pushing her chair back, she gathers up everything other than the cards and rises to go, though she does spare a moment before leaving to point at the cards and then him. " ruin those before tonight, and it's your head. "

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grin only widens at her muttered jibe, deciding against gratifying her with a reply, focusing only on her reaction to his excellent suggestion. humming at her counterpoints, leaning back in his seat once more, fingers grazing his chin in thought. " alright. two shots for the easy pile, one for the difficult ! " eyes roll at her confidence, a smile of his own pulling across his lips. " we'll mix in some general knowledge. a little trivia. make it a little fairer for your competition ! besides, the more you get wrong, the less you'll be able to remember, griffin ! " a challenge is clear in his tone, brows lifting as he leans in once more, resting his forearms against the desk. " so ? what do you say ? you gonna turn down such an easy challenge ? "

#starlcved #wick & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. modern ] » there is something moon soaked and dawn flavored about her. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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OLIVIA HOLT on INSTAGRAM

#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ visage ] » she looks like the sun as it rises after kissing the dawn. #she's so GORGEOUS #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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@starlcved said : “  i  swear  i'll  love  you  until  my  dying  day.  ” from floyd // folklore starters.

the smile on her lips wavers with the wave of emotion that threatens to pull her under. love and heartbreak in equal measure. his promise is undoubtedly true, and that's exactly why her heart is breaking --- it breaks for the pain loving her is going to cause him when she's gone. she tugs him closer, their foreheads resting against each other. " i'm sorry, " she can't help whispering in the little space between them. they'd danced around this for so long, but she'd been too damn selfish to resist it forever. and once they'd started down this path, wasting anymore time had seemed so stupid. " i love you, too, floyd. always. forever. " it could never be forever, they both know that, but she still utters the words with a determined ferocity that makes them almost believable in spite of everything. as though by sheer force of will she could preserve some part of her here with him. that same fierceness is poured into the kiss she pulls him into, holding to him until her lungs demand a breath.

shifting back in her seat at the counter so she can properly look at him, her hands lift to cup his face. " but floyd, i want you to be happy. even when i'm gone. " her thumb trails over his cheek, pressing on before he can argue with her. " we will never have enough time together to satisfy either of us, but please, floyd, promise me you won't stop living after. and i mean every aspect of life. if you find someone that makes you smile... " her thumb runs over his lip with the words, a sad smile curving her own lips in turn. " that makes you happy... just don't turn it away on my account, okay? i... i want that for you. i don't want you to be alone. "

#starlcved #floyd & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. guild hunter ] » the aftermath of something lethal. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it. #i am acc sobbing

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okay, i've had enough character development. now i want a nice peaceful life with my soulmate.

#☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ isms ] » has that effect. #writers vc: sorry that's not in our notes here :// #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it.

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" you just forgot? " she can't keep the incredulity from her voice, frown deepening now. " i get that it doesn't affect you, but my house being haunted doesn't seem like something you should just forget, bess. " realizing she's making no headway in the conversation, she sighs, taking to chewing on her lower lip while she imagines a whole slew of worst case scenario hauntings. when her fellow hunter finally does deign to answer her questions, she can't help the concern in repeating, " this time? " hunter's homes are meant to be sanctuaries, little havens where they can rest and recuperate, and now she's got to worry about being possessed some time? " is there like... something wrong with my house that's going to lead to a next time? is it on some ancient graveyard or something? " perturbed, she tries to settle back against the nearby wall, muttering, " i would never paint my walls pink. " but soon enough she's pushing off it again to continue with her questions. " well, should i just put the thing on the market and be done with it? " and take bess with her while looking at different real estate, perhaps.

lips twitch in an effort to retain her smirk, turning to the other with an arched brow. " honestly ? i forgot. " bright smile is given, turning her attention back to her task, allowing a minute or two to pass before glancing back over. " don't worry. it's not a demon. you don't have to worry about being, like, possessed this time. " sometimes she cannot help but thank whichever chaotic entity that had delivered her this gift. whilst she was being honest about the haunting, it was all too easy to tease her fellow hunter before disclosing the information she actually wanted. " i would avoid painting the walls pink though... "

#starlcved #bessie & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. guild hunter ] » the aftermath of something lethal. #floyd in the background like: ah well ig you'll just have to move in with me x #the real question is did floyd pay bessie to say all this

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@starlcved said : “  i've  been  meaning  to  tell  you  i  think  your  house  is  haunted.  ” from bessie // folklore starters.

brows raise at the offhanded comment from the fellow hunter. " my HOUSE? " she repeats, blinking at her for a moment. after processing the statement, her brows furrow. from any other hunter, she'd assume they were just harassing her, but bessie had been known to have... well, a sense for this sort of thing. she'd seen it herself on jobs before. " could you elaborate on that a little bit? and maybe explain why you're only JUST NOW mentioning it? " frowning, she crosses her arms. " do you have any idea what you think it's being haunted by? or --- who, i guess? "

#starlcved #bessie & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ v. guild hunter ] » the aftermath of something lethal. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ queue ] » you don’t ease pain; you overcome it. #this is SO funny HAHAHA

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a semi-plotted starter for @myhiraeth for lou.

she's silent at first, almost reverent, committing the unfamiliar mark on his chest to memory as her fingers trace over it lightly. the map of scars on his skin has become unfamiliar to her in their years apart, with far too many additions since they'd last been together like this. blue eyes raise from the scar to search his expression when he remains silent, so used to him offering the story of each mark gained between their moments in private with his characteristic flourish. when his silence continues, her eyes soften. " what happened here, lou? " the question is gentle enough to communicate that if he should say no, she won't be upset.

#myhiraeth #louis & clarke. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ ic interaction ] » i tried to be the good guy. #☢︎ * ✴︎ ˖ ･ ˚ ‣ [ season 5 ] » you may be the commander; but i’m the commander of death. #i'm over here sobbing tbh