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op. x — hello, march
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What have I learned about love? I’ve learned that love isn’t always easy. You have to work at love to enjoy it more and, I think - like with anything, like with the career you have - the more you work, the bigger the pay off, and it’s the same with love.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY @wightjon
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Okay but imagine Bellarke in Modern AU. With Sunday brunches on the back porch and whispered I love yous when no one else is listening...
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They start off as a storm. Bellamy is an earthquake, Clarke is sure. If people were natural disasters, he’d be the ground shaking beneath her feet, earth shattering, beautiful but deadly.
And still, she loves him. Loves the same guy who made fun of her red boots she showed up to the town council meeting that first week. That’s what you do when you decide to leave a big city behind, move back to your grandparents’ farm, feed the chickens and get your hands dirty.
“Well, if it isn’t the city princess,” he crows, leaned back in his chair, so self-assured with a smirk resting upon his face. His curls look like a crown and Clarke can’t help a blush.
Of course she sticks out like a sore thumb.
But she’s also an asshole so there is that.
“Someone has got to teach you peasants how to behave,” she shoots back, making him gape and everyone else laugh after a pause. Raven Reyes, the town mechanic, is the first one to clap her on her back and say that they are friends now.
And Bellamy - well, Bellamy comes around eventually, when her car breaks down and she’s stranded by the side of the road with her phone battery drained, crates of tomatoes in the back of her grandpa’s run-down truck that works on will power alone.
She’s just bemoaning leaving the city with all its commodities behind, hands gripping the steering wheel and tears dropping into her lap, when Bellamy knocks on the window and startles her.
“You need help, Princess?”
“Not from you.” It even sounds weak so Bellamy chuckles, leans on the roof of the truck, looking like if he has no intention of leaving. “Go on, get out of here! Go mock someone else!”
His brow furrows in part-confusion, part-offense. “You think I’m mocking you?”
“Oh, and you’re shocked?”
A beat of silence, nothing but crickets chirping. Summer is going to come soon, Clarke knows. The country shows you that with grass getting greener, sun scorching your skin, crickets and grandmas busting out their best iced tea recipes.
She loves it so much. It’s even worth tolerating assholes for it.
But Bellamy stays silent, just leaning on her truck with a deeply puzzled look in his eyes. This close, she can see his freckles, even in the dusk, can see the scar above his upper lip, how he makes this whole town feel like it’s bigger than it actually is.
How he seems like a fallen star that accidentally stumbled upon Earth and decided to stay there.
(She doesn’t think about dog adoption programmes he organizes. Doesn’t think about how she runs into him in the library, when he’s reading greek myths to kids, doesn’t think about how that makes her smile. Doesn’t do that. Not at all.)
“Blake, you alright?” she asks at last, rolling her window down. He doesn’t move for another second and then he spins into motion, crouching so his chin is on level with the window.
“I’m really sorry, you know? You didn’t deserve all the shit I gave you.”
It punches the breath out of her lungs and she’s still not sure if he’s teasing her, never can be with Bellamy Blake - as soft as a pillow in the morning and then as rough as the sandpaper she used to fix her grandparents’ back porch.
He’s a paradox.
And she’s still an asshole so she gets out of the truck, reaches into the crate in the back and throws a tomato at him, red stain blooming on his thigh as he stares on in shock.
“That’s for being a dick.”
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Just thinking about people making year-end summaries of their accomplishments and also about reasons to keep yourself alive through the next year. Sorry, it’s a bit of a sappy comic.
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“Yet even a stunted tree reaches toward the sunlight. Let the wound heal. Bear the scar with pride.” -Jacqueline Carey
“All things strive.” -Terry Pratchett
a russian rat is clever, clever or he ends up dead….
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How do you kill a God?
Aphrodite laughs, head tossed back with stars in her hair, ‘We are immortal. We are ageless. We will never die.’
How do you kill a God?
Hera sighs, ‘You rob them of love and loyalty. They will be alone and unhappy, and eternity will seem like a punishment, but it is not death.’
How do you kill a God?
Zeus declares, rather confidently, ‘You deny them their power. Poseidon nods his head in agreement. ‘They will be weak and defeated, perhaps even chopped up into pieces, but it is not death.’
How do you kill a God?
Apollo closes his eyes. ‘You strip them of their senses. Their eyes, and they cease to see. Their ears, and they are rendered silent. They will be in the dark, conscious and cut off for millennium, but it is not death.’
How do you kill a God?
Hades whispers, though still his voice carries, ‘With another God. An immortal for an immortal. Era for an Era. A celestial being to strip another’s soul. He pauses, the rest are silent. ‘A God for a God.’
L.H.Z // How do you kill a God?
Source: lhzthepoet
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Ladies Meme - [1/7] Lead Female Characters: Clarke Griffin: “I bear it so they don’t have to.”
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Before you can kill the monster you have to say its name.
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pretty words that remind me of the signs
Aries: Ebullience {English} (n.)- bubbling enthusiam
Taurus: Komorebi {Japanese} (n.)- sunlight filtering through trees
Gemini: Epiphany {English} (n.)- a moment of sudden revelation
Cancer: Dulcet {English} (adj.)- sweet & soothing
Leo: Naz {Urdu} (n.)- the pride you feel from being loved
Virgo: Sonder {English} (n.)- the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own
Libra: Redamancy {English} (n.)- an act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full
Scorpio: Commouvere {Italian} (v.)- to move someone to tears
Sagittarius: Cafuné {Portuguese} (n.)- the act of tenderly running one’s fingers through someone’s hair
Capricorn: Orenda {Iroquoian} (n.)- a mystical force present in all people that empowers them to affect the world, or to effect change in their own lives
Aquarius: Meraki {Greek} (v.)- to do something with soul, creativity, or love; when you leave a piece of yourself in your work
Pisces: Petrichor {English} (n.)- the pleasant smell after it rains
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The Signs As Beautiful Foreign Words Associated with Love
Aries: Meraki- Greek // doing something with soul, creativity, or love
Taurus: Onsra- Boro Language of India // loving for the last time; that bittersweet feeling you get when you know a love won’t last
Gemini: L’esprit de escalier- French // the inescapable feeling you get when you leave a conversation then think about all the things you should have said
Cancer: Yuanfen- Chinese // a relationship by fate or destiny
Leo: Saudade- Portuguese // the feeling of intense longing for a person or place you love but is now lost; a haunting desire for what is gone
Virgo: Kilig- Tagalog // the heady-sublime rush you experience right after something good happens, particularly in love/dating. Like running into your crush, kissing someone for the first time, hearing someone you love tell you they love you too for the first time
Libra: Forelsket- Norwegian // that overwhelming euphoric feeling you experience when you’re falling in love
Scorpio: Ya’aburnee- Arabic // this phrase translates to “you bury me” ; the hope that the person you love will outlive you so you can spare the pain of living without them
Sagittarius: Mamihlapinatei- Yagan // a wordless, yet meaningful look between two people who both desire to initiate something, but both are too scared to initiate themselves
Capricorn: La douleur exquise- French // the heartbreaking pain of wanting someone you can’t have.
Aquarius: Kara sevda- Turkish // meaning “black love” this is a lovesick term for when you feel that passionate, blinding love for another person
Pisces: Koi No Yokan- Japanese // the sudden knowledge upon meeting someone that the two of you are destined to fall in love
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Remus Lupin
Sorted into Gryffindor house, Remus Lupin was swiftly befriended by two cheerful, confident and rebellious boys, James Potter and Sirius Black. They were attracted by Remus’s quiet sense of humour and a kindness that they valued, even if they did not always possess it themselves. Remus, always the underdog’s friend, was kind to short and rather slow Peter Pettigrew, a fellow Gryffindor, whom James and Sirius might not have thought worthy of their attention without Remus’s persuasion. Soon, these four became inseparable.
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the 100 // families [insp]
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“ 🍂 A u t u m n l e a v e s 🍂 are falling, filling up the streets; golden colours on the lawn, nature’s 🎃 t r i c k o r t r e a t 🎃 !” — Rusty Fischer
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“Your notion about the bastard may have merit, Bran,” Maester Luwin said after. “One day you will be a good lord for Winterfell, I think.” “No I won’t.” Bran knew he would never be a lord, no more than he could be a knight. “Robb’s to marry some Frey girl, you told me so yourself, and the Walders say the same. He’ll have sons, and they’ll be the lords of Winterfell after him, not me.” “It may be so, Bran,” Ser Rodrik said, “but I was wed three times and my wives gave me daughters. Now only Beth remains to me. My brother Martyn fathered four strong sons, yet only Jory lived to be a man. When he was slain, Martyn’s line died with him. When we speak of the morrow nothing is ever certain.”
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Jon/Sansa AU: Sleeping Beauty [requested by @redwolfinthevaleofarryn]
“But don’t you remember? We’ve met before.” “We… we have?” “But of course. You said so yourself, how sweet it would be… once upon a dream.”
#joooooasdkjlghalskjdghasldkjgh#I LOVE THIS!#i love it! i love it!! i love it!!!#LOOK AT MY BABIES!#jon x sansa#otp: if they mesh together they’ll rule the seven kingdoms#jon snow#sansa stark#asoiaf#hbo got#sleeping beauty au#fairy tale au#if the men find out we can shapeshift they're going to tell the queue