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HIATUS NOTICE: I've been doing a lot of thinking about my blogs and where I want to focus my attention. Whether or not I'm enjoying myself or just writing a muse out of a sense of obligation to my writing partners. I have a limited amount of time, working 50+ hours most weeks, and I just want to write what I feel inspired to write. That being said, I'm putting this blog on hiatus. If you're interested i'm currently using loyalwclf as my main and writing low-activity at razcrback. I'm also going to be putting a book-based blog together soon, which I've never done and i'm excited about. Please forgive any dropped threads, I really enjoy writing with all of you and I hope we can write/plot together in the future wherever the wind may blow us. xoxo

#╳ ║ end transmission.
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loyalwclf:

“                time takes it all whether you want it to or not, TIME TAKES IT ALL. time bares it away, and in the end there is only ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again.
#╳ ║ promotion.#{ this is me! this is where i've been most days. derek is def. my loudest muse atm. come plot and write with me. }#{ totally open to xovers and aus and whatnot }#{ love you kids. stay safe out there in the big bad world }
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GROUNDER:

damn her. damn his injuries. damn their healers that didn’t have the capacity to fix him. he HATED that they were resorting to the skypeople for help. they had survived without them for YEARS. there was no reason to start recruiting them now. his PRIDE was getting the best of him. the question was, which was more important - his self-regard or his self-preservation? it was CLEAR that this girl wasn’t giving up, that anya had given her an ultimatum. he assumed she wouldn’t be trying this hard if it didn’t somehow mutually benefit her. it would hurt him to give her the satisfaction of completing her task. if she didn’t, maybe his clan would take her prisoner, torture her. belomi would be granting her freedom. if he refused? then it would be at the expense of his own life.
       the offer to merely look and not touch was an agreeable compromise. his weapon was still close to his side. if she made any move towards him, he could slice her hand off. maybe if she got a view of the full extent of his injuries, she could see that it was a lost cause, that he was DYING. her explanation DID make sense. he had thought burns would heal, but it was the infection that was weakening him. RELUCTANTLY, and keeping an eye on her throughout, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and slowly lifted it over his head. as she had guessed, the burn extended from his arm across the expanse of his back, marring skin covered with a few decorative tattoos & various scars to mark his kills.
                  ❛ water did not help. our medicine helped with the pain, but it didn’t heal. ❜
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     she’s close enough now that she can SMELL the burns, can see the streaking red and black marking his skin, and it terrifies her. burns this severe needed to be monitored. the wounds would need constant care, they would need to be checked for infection a few times EACH day. did they really expect her to save him? or was anya setting her up for FAILURE so that killing her people wouldn’t leave any trace of a stain on her conscience? assuming she had a conscience.     a flinch twists her expression when the man shifts, FEAR coloring her eyes until he moves to expose the extent of his injuries. the GUILT that had been e d g i n g along her spine curled into her stomach. ----------------------------------this was her fault. she’d burned that village ( accident or not ) and injured this man who’d only been trying to save INNOCENTS.    ❝ water wouldn’t help applied externally. you do need to stay hydrated though. do you feel FEVERISH? ❞ she takes another step forward, hands wringing in front of her, nervous energy she just wished she could use to properly examine him. there’s still a few feet between them, but she can see the CHILL raised over his skin, the dry CRACKS forming on chapped lips. she can see the answer to her question written all over him.  ❝ from what I can see there’s’ some evidence of infection already present. ❞ she takes a deep breath.
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                                     ❝ I CAN help you, if you let me. ❞

#raisedbetter#⊻ ⋮ be noble for you are made of stars.#{ you are the most patient soul on the planet and I appreciate you so much. *kisses ur forehead* I hope you're enjoying your trip!! }
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GREED has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with HATE, our knowledge has made us cynical. our cleverness, HARD and UNKIND. we think too much and feel too little. more than machinery we need HUMANITY. more than cleverness we need KINDNESS and GENTLENESS. without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be LOST....

furiiosa: furiosa aesthetics.
#furiiosa#╳ ║ gift.#╳ ║ meme response.#{ DEER OMG I HOPE U LIKE THIS. }#{*sprawls on you* I thought I posted it last night but I drafted it....... }#{ I am so special. love me. }
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“Just hit a fire hydrant, but I survived. #unbreakable”

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SENTENCE MEME || CLOSED.

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                    ❛ did you just SAY hashtag out loud?  ❜      he’s got the phone balanced between his ear & shoulder, already grabbing his keys & heading to the door to go pick her up.      ❛ stay there, call triple a. don’t try to drive you could have a concussion. i’ll be there in six to take you to the hospital. don’t tell wells or octavia, they’ll just worry all day & call me incessantly when you don’t pick up. ❜

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#₡ ║ keepsake.#⊻ ⋮ all bleeding eventually stops.#╳ ║ queue.
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OCTAVIA:

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        simply put, she feels weird. her head hurts & she has the same feeling she had the one time that she had the flu on the ark. a little brain fuzzy, sick to her stomach and like her center of gravity is off when she stands. on top of that, she feels panicked because she can’t find clarke. the last thing she remembers is basically running through the woods looking for their friends. she can’t even remember how she ended up laying in the middle of the forest. she hears someone call her name & she assumes it’s clarke, even if the tone of her voice is different than usual. 
( she’ll ignore the fact that she’s so in tune with clarke’s voice. )   
                                        ❛ over here.  ❜ 
         she clears her throat on instinct because her voice sounds different to her ears and she’ll blame it on the fact that she was asleep ( if one could call it that ) and not on the weird unsettling feeling she has in her stomach as she follows the sound of clarke’s voice. panic fills when she can’t find the blonde, still trying to make her eyes focus.
                               ❛ clarke?  ❜ 
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              clarke stops the moment she hears someone calling out in the woods, turning so ABRUPTLY that she almost lands herself back in the dirt. everything was so off? a few shaky steps forward and a FEAR creeps into the bottom of her stomach. confusion grips her when she hears her name echo through the trees. such an oddly familiar voice. she takes a few more steps toward the sound, but the movement brings on a sudden RUSH of nausea she's barely able to fight down.             the nearest tree provides support as she turns and leans against it, her arms going INSTINCTIVELY around herself in some futile effort to find comfort against the rolling waves of sickness. it takes her a moment to find her voice again, a few shallow breaths.                               ❝ octavia? -----------------------------i'm over here! ❞

#earthsfirst#⊻ ⋮ this skin is not my skin.
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MURPHY:

          beautifulintense 

                        “ heard blake’s newest bullshit cause? ” 
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    “ WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT. ” 

                       (  his voice drops half an octave in mocking  )                                                 “ if you  don’t  shut  him  down,                                                    people’re gonna start buying                                                   into               his              crap.                                     he already thinks the sun shines out of his own ass.                                    i’d    hate     to    see     people      start      agreeing. ”
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          clarke can't keep the corners of her mouth from twitching up at murphy's mocking intonation of bellamy's voice. this new RHETORIC isn't a laughing matter, it's going to get people HURT, that much she knows, but she also isn't sure what she can do about it.            ❝ people are already buying into it, ❞ she shakes her head and her eyes drift over murphy's left shoulder and land on the mountain. they hadn't made it, but that didn't mean they could AFFORD not to try again. ❝ they seem perfectly content to listen to proudhon jr. as if ANARCHY has ever worked in any society in history. ❞          finding her CENTER around a deep breath she does manage to give him a small smile, ❝I don't think I CAN shut this one down, but it won't take long for people to see the disadvantages for themselves, I just hope nobody has to die for reality to set in again. ❞

#ahangedman#⊻ ⋮ we don’t decide who lives and dies. not down here.
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