thehardthings

[thehardthings]

maybe i like it when a female character is deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths and so on and so forth. more female characters should be deeply flawed and responsible for countless deaths

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Yo, writing friends, a quick reminder.

Tumblr can sometimes just be dang mean. People can sometimes get entirely way too invested in online roleplay. Critiques can sometimes have good intentions but come off a little harsh.

Please don’t let this stop you from writing. Does it need work? Maybe— but every single writer needs work on something. Whether it’s characterization, visualization, pacing, grammar, whatever.

Sometimes it needs work. Sometimes people just aren’t fans of your particular flavor, and that’s fine. They don’t need to be. There’s very likely to be others who adore your stuff for what it is. When you think about how many different types of people there are on this website alone, it’s just bound to happen.

But no matter what, whether you’re getting tons of love or tons of hate, don’t stop writing. If someone tells you to “stop”, or to “get off the website”, or that they’re “tired of seeing you on their dash”, immediately toss them into the bin of “Opinions That No Longer Have Any Semblance Of Importance”.  

Because you are a god damn writer. And anyone who was actually a fellow writer and knew what they were talking about would never, ever tell you to stop writing.

Nerd on, friends. May you continue to grow and flourish in your creative realms.

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can I send in a ton of names? reivcn, damnsavior, clrke, notrxcketscience, clarkeiisms, cockrch, triedtobcgood (I might have the C in the wrong place), 52zero, brckenmartyr, atlasbled, headstrongblake, and alloyedsteel! I love all these muns and blogs 💖

@reivcn @damnsavior @clrke @notrxcketscience @clarkeiisms @cockrch @triedtobecgood @52zero @brckenmartyr @atlasbled @headstrongblake @alloyedsteel

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bellamy:

                ‘ SHE’S YOUR DAUGHTER. ‘    he exhales, chocolate irises scanning the charred earth around them.       ‘ i get it, clarke. but killing is not the answer. it never WAS the answer. YOU taught me that. ‘

for  clarke  @clrke  !!!

        she needs to slow down her heartbeat. think about this. take a minute with it. bellamy is right and if there’s going to be any semblance of peace ever on the horizon, she needs to be CAREFUL. “she’s my daughter. i need her to be okay.” her voice is weak, strained. “but you’re right. there has to be something else i can do to get her back.”

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octavia:

SHE  COULD  FEEL  EVERYTHING.    every  beat  of  her  heart  ,  each  movement  of  her  muscles.  to  say  octavia’s  form  was  in   AGONY   was  putting  it  far  too  mildly.  however  ,  no  amount  of  anguish  could  take  away  the  callous  STING  she  transmitted  in  her  speech.  not  even  in  the  company  of  those  she  had  not  seen  years.    ‘  if  you’re  here  for  your  mother  to  ask  about  KANE  ,  then  you  can  go  –––  ‘    /    @clrke​

           “i’m not here for that.”

the words are quiet, suppressed by the weight of a dozen questions. what had happened? six years was six years, and life in a bunker must have been so bleak, which clarke knows a thing or thirty about -- but where had this new octavia and her desperate darkness come from? everyone cowered in fear from bloodreina’s very shadow. with a cock of her head she directed them this way and that, as if they were under some kind of control. even the warpaint still gleamed on the woman’s head, clinging stubbornly to her skin despite a cold sweat. hadn’t there been enough wars already??

          “octavia...this isn’t you.” this is a HUGE risk -- it feels like she’ll be staring down indra’s once hopeful second in a moment, hungry for the ability to fight and destroy. “i’m here to make sure you’re healing. but i’m also worried about you.”

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if you’d kill someone for raven, clap your hands

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( OKAY.

gaia is so beautiful. i want to weep. she’s so pretty

MARCUS’S SCREAMING????????? henry your acting my GODS. OUTTA CONTROL

abby totally stole that medicine because she’s addicted, didn’t she

HE RAN IN TO HELP HER GET UP I’M WEEEEPIIIINGGGGG

THEY’RE BOTH CRYING, TWO HUGS, I CAN’T

CLARKE LOVES HER FRIENDS SO MUCH SHE WANTS TO BURST OPEN

ok so whatshisname, the really murdery miner, is getting on my nerves. pls die

oh hey, the ceremonial singer from polis is back.

poor o. yeah, abby definitely stole it. marcus is just being a self sacrificing hubband

the “dark year”??? ooooohh

wow. someone in that writer’s room really really loves marcus because he has had some of the best development i’ve ever seen. what a soul turnover. WOW

o please just listen to your dad

so now we’re right back to octavia being the merciless, angry, frustrated grounder wannabe second and indra’s like “oh fuck.”

YES INDRA GOOD. always, always a good woman.

rule 1: always believe raven when she tells you something

rule 2: always believe raven when she tells you something

bellamy a LITERAL ANGEL DESCENDING FROM ABOVE

ooh. oh boy. this won’t be good.

this is.......awkward

damn, down ~400 people in 6 years, yikes.

raven why are you apologizing, stop

how weirdly nice(?) of murphy. 

I’M SO SCARED

BRILLER REUNION <3

uh oh upset brother talk

clarke helping people out of the hole, aw, my bby <3<3<3

never knew i needed a kane and clarke reunion so bad

yikes yikes yiKES YIKES YIKESYIKESYIIIIIEKKSE

another lever. really. you just COULDN’T LET GO OF THIS COULD YOU

TOUCH RAVEN I’LL KILL YOU

 wow, clarke has.....learned to let go?? accept she cant fix every problem?? i’m impressed!!!!!!

i greatly dislike where this plot is going.

what the fuck?????????????

yeH ZEKE. KICK ASS 

again, what the fuck

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I miss you both.

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Floris Kloet

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“You saved LIVES today. That’s all that matters.”

a hero’s guilt meme pt. 2

       part of her heart clings to the words in a bid to make them feel more true, but only a little manages to grasp it. her past choices color everything and her head takes over - as bellamy knows well. he also wouldn’t say something like this lightly. another blessing that comes with his friendship is that bellamy doesn’t lie. if he was telling her this, he wasn’t making it up. but being completely likeminded with someone else came with such great difficulty - there would always be a disconnect somewhere. 

       still, bellamy said it, meant it, and she decides to receive what she can. 

      “we did. it’s never enough, though.there’s always that margin where people fall through.” her smile is sad, and a little bitter. a wearied sigh slips out, too -- she’s tired. tired of saying the same things, thinking and fretting about the same things. “...thank you, though. your help makes a difference.”

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Warm. Kind. Gentle.

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❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means you’re about to do something brave.  ❜

various starters

        “i’m not afraid. just because we can breathe down here without dying doesn’t mean certain things can’t still kill us. it’s called being cautious. and besides, being brave enough to do something doesn’t guarantee that it’s smart. spacewalker.”

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“There are just some battles we can’t win.”

a hero’s guilt meme pt. 2

      “how can you think like that??” it’s impossible to miss the incredulity in her voice. “these are our people. we are not going to just let them die, not if we can help it! there’s always a way. we just have to find it.” angrily, she purses her lips. 

    “dad would have said the same thing. ”

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“Don’t listen to them. You did EVERYTHING you could.”

a hero’s guilt meme pt. 2

          “i can’t stop thinking about finn and bellamy, though. they could have made it in here, someone could have gotten to them and pulled them in - they're probably dead now! what if i just waited longer? maybe we could have stopped anya before she jumped in.” she’s too angry about the circumstances to cry now, but her throat still tightens in frustration. “i didn’t want to sacrifice my friends like this.”

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“I’m proud of you. We ALL are.”

a hero’s guilt meme pt. 2

          her mother means well - always means so well. but clarke can’t help but second guess someone’s motives when they tell her something like this. there have been too many failures, too many upsets and changes of plan to really know. it’s a rule now that she can only believe people have reason to be proud if she herself thinks so first. currently, abby’s odds of getting her point across don’t look so good. 

         “you say that, and i think you mean it, but i don’t think that’s true for everyone.” a shot of guilt pricks her heart, despite clarke’s conviction. her mom is doing her best, too. “…i’m glad i can still make you proud, though.”

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lays on clarke for cuddles bc she Tired - thalia xoxo

// @earthsbled

         it’s in the quiet moments they have, when the camp hubbub has dulled and the fires burn low, that clarke remembers how grateful she is for her best friend. thalia burrows into clarke’s lap without warning and clarke smiles. a real smile. the hundred have had hardly anything but trouble and strife since reaching the ground, but clarke has the comforting weight of a person she loves holding her down. lucky doesn’t even begin to describe how she feels. 

         ever so lightly, thin fingers start to brush through thalia’s hair, moving it away from her face and disentangling the locks. it’s beautiful hair that seems to glimmer like obsidian in the daylight and the intensity of inkiest black in the dimness of their flimsy tent. the color only intensifies the pale, delicate contours of the girl’s face. odd, for such a sharp-witted and bold person. yet every one of thalia’s edges were still somehow meted out with occasional softness. that only added to her allure, really.

         if clarke knows anything now, after only a few weeks on the ground, it’s that thalia has probably become the most important person to her. and because of thalia, everything is perfect for a few moments - no matter what situation either of them wake up to the next morning.

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WATCH ME AS I OVERCOME FOR I WAS BUILT FOR THIS TIME.