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                 ❝but damn, if there isn’t anything more                      dangerous than an angry woman with                      a handgun, a fast car —

                                                     && a bottle of pills.❞

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" the only time i don't feel like a ghost is when you look at me. "

meme: grey’s anatomy memestatus: accepting from mutuals

         he tucks a tendril of dark hair behind her ear, thumb brushing over her cheekbone in the process. andy was never meant to be in the cards for him. but she had somehow stumbled her way into the deck. she had been reluctant to stay in his hand at first, and he had nearly put her in the discard pile, but now she was here for good. they were fairly attached at the hip - inseparable. and while they were both scared as hell to settle down, neither one willing to admit that they were practically dating, they still continued, dancing around the subject of a relationship.

         all he knew was that he enjoyed her company. and that was enough. he allowed himself to be vulnerable around her, and that was a new concept for bellamy. octavia was the only other person to witness the weakness that andy had gotten glimpses of.

         her words mean more than she realizes. they both weren’t so eloquent when it came to saying how they felt. bellamy could dish out motivational speeches, manipulate people to his desire, but it was hard for him to admit when he cared. he showed it in other ways. andy was worse. so her confession, as vague as it is, hits home with him.

                                   ❛ don’t know how anyone else could see otherwise. ❜

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                        to quote hamlet act III scene iii line 92, “no”. *

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                  “terrible things happen to good people every day. consequentially, she is NOT one of the good people.                                                   she is one of the terrible things.”

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( BELLAMY BLAKE )

   ❛  i don’t want to fight. it’s just frustrating to give and not       get anything in return. it’s frustrating not knowing what’s       going on in your damn head. and you started to feel       something - that’s why you stopped answering my calls.  ❜

             “and i --- told you i was sorry.”

                             there’s a sigh. she’s forcing the tension                              to roll down the length of her spine, gaze                              meeting his slowly.

             “yeah, i -- i feel something for you, bellamy. i won’t               deny that. i never did, but --- christ, doesn’t it scare               you? didn’t we agree that this was, going to be about               sex && that was it? since when did FEELINGS play               into it?”

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( LUKE LANGSTON )

“um, excuse me. i’m not destroying anything and neither is ripley. ripley’s a good dog, yes, you are, yes, you are.”

          luke continues to coo down at the puppy. he dotes on this dog like no tomorrow. he scratches behind the dog’s ears a little. but he also let andy take the dog. ripley’s legs scramble for a second but then she settles there, her head resting on andy’s arm. it’s really adorable. it is the most adorable thing he’s seen all day, basically. it was probably a terrible idea to give lucas nathaniel langston a dog, since now he has something else to love almost as unconditionally as he loves andy.

“okay, okay. jeez. driving a hard bargain.”

          he settles next to her and rests his head on her shoulder.

                 “i swear you love that dog more than me ---”

                      she doesn’t realize the context of what she’s saying, or what she said to begin with. much too focused on the fluffy ball of fur in her lap that seems to be working through hell && high water in order to make itself comfortable. finally, ripley settles. there’s a low huff of content from the pup, her small body splayed out across andy’s arms. the valkyrie is still clueless. perfectly comfortable, even as luke settles his head against her shoulders. her free hand comes up to brush calloused fingertips against his cheek.

               “you wanted a puppy. now, we need to make do. don’t be a weenie.”

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obey.          do not question.

                                  fight.                                           do not offer peace.

                                                                        weapons.                                                                                          do not feel. until we question. until we offer peace. until we learn to feel.

                                                      we were warriors.                                                        now what are we?

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Send ”If you hold still, it won't hurt as much” to patch up a wound on my muse

Send “It hurts!” for my muse to patch up a wound on yours. Feel free to specify the kind of wound!

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( INDRA CARMINE )

“ what are friends for. although you’re going to have to promise me sometime soon you’ll let me take you out for a drink and we can talk about the good old days —- war and all that. i was a shieldmaiden for two hundred years, you know. “

                   there’s something inside of her that tenses,                    but you wouldn’t know it. composed; spine                    straightened. she would have preferred to                    forget the old days all together. there’s a                    warm smile, she nods.

                      “yes, of course. it’s um -- been awhile since i’ve                        revisited those days.” it’s been a full eight hours.                        considering they always seemed to find her while                        she slept. “it was a TOUGH business back then.                        but at least, you were respected.”

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Reblog if your muse has repressed memories

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You look a bit evil.

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