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she wears STRENGTH and darkness equally well–    the girl has always been HALF GODDESS  //  HALF  H E L L

                                            independent clarke griffin roleplay blog                                                       revamped & written by amie. 

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kicks the dust off this blog to say that after a looonggg time away from the fandom… i’ve got clarke on my multimuse sideblog i’m setting up eeyy. *aaand crawls away again*

[commandsdeath]

kicks the dust off this blog to say that after a looonggg time away from the fandom... i’ve got clarke on my multimuse sideblog i’m setting up eeyy. *aaand crawls away again*

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commandsdeath:

okay so actually, i’ve made the decision. i’m not going to be moving clarke to my multimuse. not yet at least. but basically… i’m kind of saying goodbye to her. it may come that i decide i want to add her to my multimuse, but for right now i just… can’t do it. i don’t see the point at all. i love her. i love writing her. but really i just… have been struggling for a while now. i just feel like due to my life going mental for a while, and being unable to be here 24/7, it meant i lost touch with so many people?? moving blogs did that, of course when i switched from griffisms. but that was a distance i wanted. but this just. idk. idk idk what to write i’m kinda just rambling but basically just… i guess this is goodbye? i just really. don’t. see. the. point. anymore. and i don’t want to force something. like i say, i may end up adding her to my multi but that tbh will be more if i think someone wants to do stuff. if u wanna find me my multi is here. my obi-wan is here. and my remus is here. but yeah. uh…. 

boom, out!! 

edit coz it’s been over a month now but i’ve somehow gained some followers so i just wanted to say: this blog will never be active again. it is i suppose, now an archive. i WONT be adding clarke to my multi because i don’t see the point. as much as it kills me coz i miss writing her like crazy, i just don’t feel i have had a place in this fandom for a long time. and thats ok, we outgrow things. but... yeah. if anyone wants to keep in touch, i’m active on my obi-wan blog a lot and would happily exchange discord with people i used to talk to etc but uh. yeah. just. properly stating that im done here and people?? shouldn’t bother following tbh?? 

[commandsdeath]

okay so actually, i’ve made the decision. i’m not going to be moving clarke to my multimuse. not yet at least. but basically… i’m kind of saying goodbye to her. it may come that i decide i want to add her to my multimuse, but for right now i just… can’t do it. i don’t see the point at all. i love her. i love writing her. but really i just… have been struggling for a while now. i just feel like due to my life going mental for a while, and being unable to be here 24/7, it meant i lost touch with so many people?? moving blogs did that, of course when i switched from griffisms. but that was a distance i wanted. but this just. idk. idk idk what to write i’m kinda just rambling but basically just… i guess this is goodbye? i just really. don’t. see. the. point. anymore. and i don’t want to force something. like i say, i may end up adding her to my multi but that tbh will be more if i think someone wants to do stuff. if u wanna find me my multi is here. my obi-wan is here. and my remus is here. but yeah. uh…. 

boom, out!! 

[commandsdeath]

okay so actually, i’ve made the decision. i’m not going to be moving clarke to my multimuse. not yet at least. but basically… i’m kind of saying goodbye to her. it may come that i decide i want to add her to my multimuse, but for right now i just… can’t do it. i don’t see the point at all. i love her. i love writing her. but really i just… have been struggling for a while now. i just feel like due to my life going mental for a while, and being unable to be here 24/7, it meant i lost touch with so many people?? moving blogs did that, of course when i switched from griffisms. but that was a distance i wanted. but this just. idk. idk idk what to write i’m kinda just rambling but basically just… i guess this is goodbye? i just really. don’t. see. the. point. anymore. and i don’t want to force something. like i say, i may end up adding her to my multi but that tbh will be more if i think someone wants to do stuff. if u wanna find me my multi is here. my obi-wan is here. and my remus is here. but yeah. uh…. 

boom, out!! 

[commandsdeath]

okay so actually, i’ve made the decision. i’m not going to be moving clarke to my multimuse. not yet at least. but basically... i’m kind of saying goodbye to her. it may come that i decide i want to add her to my multimuse, but for right now i just... can’t do it. i don’t see the point at all. i love her. i love writing her. but really i just... have been struggling for a while now. i just feel like due to my life going mental for a while, and being unable to be here 24/7, it meant i lost touch with so many people?? moving blogs did that, of course when i switched from griffisms. but that was a distance i wanted. but this just. idk. idk idk what to write i’m kinda just rambling but basically just... i guess this is goodbye? i just really. don’t. see. the. point. anymore. and i don’t want to force something. like i say, i may end up adding her to my multi but that tbh will be more if i think someone wants to do stuff. if u wanna find me my multi is here. my obi-wan is here. and my remus is here. but yeah. uh.... 

boom, out!! 

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okay i’m tryna make a decision coz. i love clarke. i adore her. i’ve had my bb since feb 2016 now and i just?? love. her. but... idk. it’s been so difficult to feel comfortable with her/this blog for so long now and i’m just... struggling to decide what to do coz. i hate getting excited about logging on, only to slide away again within moments coz i just??? idk.  basically i wanna know if anyone would wanna actively plot and write with me if i moved her onto my multi?? 

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speedforcechosen:

YES, HER REACTION WAS DEFINITELY UNEXPECTED, but Barry didn’t mind in the slightest. No type of anger or negativity subsided within him, he sat there with half of his face plastered with kisses, smiling back at her. He understood, he did, he knew that people like Clarke truly appreciated when people complimented the work that they put so much time and effort into (even though Clarke was the only one to react the way she did).

                                        “It’s fine, Clarke, really.”

HE FOUND HIMSELF SLIGHTLY LEANING INTO HER TOUCH AS SHE RUBBED HER HAND ALONGSIDE HIS FACE. Barry’s eyes traveled around her apartment, taking in all of the artwork she had on display. She TRULY was an amazing artist and would definitely make it big one day if she wanted to. Part of him hoped that he’d be there for that day, and the other part of him WANTED to be there that day. A light chuckle left him at her ending comment and he brought his hand up to his other check, the unkissed cheek. The corners of his lips drew up in a smirk as he spoke.

                                     “Well, if it’s such a good color on me,                                  shouldn’t the other side of my face match?”

“well it would make sense,” clarke hummed and gave a casual shrug-- eyes moving over barry, lingering on unkissing skin before flicking down for only a brief moment. eyes came back up and her grin spread further, “i mean, we wouldn’t want to leave things uneven, right?” she said with a drawn out sigh-- overly dramatic and overly exhausted as if the task was absolutely TEDIOUS and not something that actually, she would thoroughly enjoy. 

for a moment she lingered, biting on her lip before finally she moved-- body sliding over, moving his legs as she went so she could comfortably straddle one of his thighs. her hands rest against his chest, holding his shirt for a moment as she eyed him with an ever growing smirk-- playful. but in a moment the eye contact was broken as she leaned in and left a firm and VIBRANT RED kiss on his previously plain cheek. 

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Misc. sentence starters.

Modify pronouns and wording as necessary! Some may be slightly unsafe for work / sexual in nature.

“Why did you come here when you knew I’d only send you away?” “I thought I made it clear I didn’t want to see you.” “I look at you, and all I can think about is how much better you deserve.” “Why haven’t you left me yet?” “The things I would do for you terrify me.” “Nobody likes a tyrant. Show the people you can be reasoned with.” “Your people will only tolerate so much.” “If you want to ruin your life, be my guest, but leave me out of it.” “Can’t you touch anything without breaking it?” “Please don’t leave me. Please.” “I’m sorry. I’ll do anything.” “My life was grey before I met you. Now it’s so colourful I can barely stand it.” “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” “I’d do anything for you. I’d kill, lie, cheat and steal for you. You wouldn’t even need to ask.” “For the purposes of tonight, you and I will be taking on certain roles. You are not to break character under any circumstances lest you blow our cover, is that understood?” “I am not here to make friends. I am here to offer you something you cannot refuse.” “You don’t have to play coy with me - what do you really want?” “You really fucked me over, you know. You really messed me up.” “You piss me off so much sometimes I can barely stand it.” “Why are you like this? Why do you have to ruin everything?” “You really would do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” “I like the way you beg, boy.” “Do you drop to your knees for everyone that shows you attention, or am I a special case?” “Shh, it’s okay. I know how much you need this. I know how much you want to be wanted.” “I can think of better uses for that mouth of yours than back-talking me.” “Just let go. It’s alright, I’ve got you.” “Don’t talk. Just open your mouth.” “Tell me what you want from me.”

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speedforcechosen:

THEY SAT ON HER APARTMENT FLOOR TOGETHER, a barely noticeable distance separated the two of them from any kind of physical contact, but Barry was close enough to hear the words she spoke. Barry moved closer to her, sitting adjacent to Clarke as he shook his head before he spoke. 

                                 “When I first approached you at Jitters,                                   I approached you because of your art,                              because of how AMAZING it was, and still is,                           and m a y b e I’m A BIT bias why I like it, but still.                              I guess I don’t know if you seem lonely, Clarke,                                  but let me ask you this                                                                         Do you STILL feel lonely now?”       

there was another  p a u s e,  as clarke lingered on the question. --did she feel lonely? for so long, the emptiness had lived inside of her, only ever seemingly able to find a TEMPORARY pause. small moments where she would be distracted, forget about the vast cavern inside of her. the places people she had loved once occupied-- now left bare, alone. 

but... that was changing, wasn’t it? she couldn’t exactly pin down one exact reason for it but certainly, time spent with barry had to be one cause. his light somehow infiltrated. that’s how it felt, at least. when clarke looked up again, her breath caught before she managed to speak. 

“no. i-- i think for the first time since...” her dad died. wells dies. finn died and the car crash. since all of it. “since... all of it. i don’t feel as alone anymore.” she looked into his eyes and just hoped she could convey with just a look how much she felt in that moment-- and how she truly believe she owed some of this to him. “i still feel lonely sometimes but-- it’s only at times i’m meant to. i don’t-- i don’t seem to feel it as such a constant anymore.” 

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@wildmoored hit the heart for a lyrical starter. 

“without you i’ll be miserable at best.” it was upfront. it was blunt. it was everything clarke had realised she needed to be. they could keep tiptoeing around it, keep dancing the lines-- only just letting one another in. only enough to not feel alone and empty for a while. but they would never truly let it happen. and clarke was DONE with it. she was done pretending her entire life felt terrible the moment she walked away from him. she was done pretending she could keep going on like this. 

no more pretending. ever again. 

“and i understand if you’re okay with that but-- you just need to know. i might be able to go on living without you, but just because i’m alive doesn’t mean shit. i have been and will be utterly miserable without you, garrett. i don’t want to do this anymore. i don’t want to keep treading on eggshells and hanging on to stolen moments.” 

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like for a starter, prolly lyric-y, from clarkie!! 

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@speedforcechosen​ continued from here. 

she couldn’t help herself. the swell of happy feels overwhelmed her and she just had to find a way to show it. perhaps, the fluttering of vibrant red kisses left across barry weren’t the best way to express that happiness-- to show thanks. but it was the first thought that came to her and she ran with it. now she sat next to him, body still turned to his, a beaming smile on her face. funny-- how often she found herself smiling since she met him. 

“sorry i just--” a small sigh, and clarke’s eyes darted back to the floor-- the pieces of art spread out there. vibrant pieces. dark pieces. all raw and true, shining a light into her soul, captivating even the darkest of places. but somehow, she felt safe showing them to him. they were fragments of her soul, but here she was baring them for him. his praise had overwhelmed a mind full of emotions. “it means a lot. what you said. i uh-- i haven’t shown this stuff to ANYONE.” her eyes flicked up again and where the smile had faltered, become distract, it now raised again. lifting her hand, clarke rubbed at some of the lipstick stains, chuckling and shaking her head. “definitely your colour.” she teased. 

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@speedforcechosen hit the heart for a thing.

“do i look lonely?” the question perhaps, may have seemed random. but to clarke, it wasn’t something that just POPPED into her mind. it came from a long moment of silence-- thinking about the first time she met people. like today. “i uh-- just. when we first met, and i guess anytime we meet really... in those moments before we lock eyes or whatever, when i’m lost in thought... do i look lonely? is it-- is it something really obvious in me?” 

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@jobikilled​ hit the heart for a thing. 

“oh, let’s go back to the start.” it’s said with a dreamy voice-- a tone far different to any clarke has used before. in fact, she almost feels apart from her body as she speaks-- watching somebody else take the reigns. it’s a empty hope, an honest wish. no bullshit, no being strong, no looking for the positives and trying to find it for everyone else. it’s REAL and raw-- her emotions all too clear on her face and in that far off voice. a sigh, and clarke’s head lulled to the side. “i just wish we could press reset. even those first days on the ground are more desirable to this.” i miss you. i miss the friendship we had. it all goes unspoken but maybe-- just maybe she’ll say it this time. looking to jasper, clarke gave a weak smile. “do you think we ever could?” or is the water too muddy from my mistakes?