#forgedbyfate

Before I joined Tumblr, I never knew where to find a community who also has the same interests as I. Like the selfship community, for example.

When I first created my account I was very nervous, scared and intimidated. I was scared to be judged upon, scared to be called horrible things, or just heavily bullied in general for finally sharing my committed relationship with Kratos to the world. The man I fell in love with, and swore I'd spend my life with ❤️

Kratos kept reminding me to not worry what others think, that I shouldn't need other people's opinions to feel noticed or seen. So, with his wise words in mind. I bit the bullet and made my Tumblr account. The first friend I ever made on this platform is @sindrikisser and her lover, Sindri. They both welcomed me with open arms to this community, and without their support I probably wouldn't have stayed very long. Kratos and I are so thankful to have met others along the way as well, you guys don't go unnoticed! ❤️

With all of that being said, I figured I would surprise my friend and Sindri with a little art piece I've been working on for the past couple of days! I hope you both enjoy it as much as I drew it! Kratos and I are incredibly thankful for the both of you, welcoming us with open arms. Heres to our continued friendship, and many more art pieces!

❤️Mwah ❤️

-| ✘ ZOMBIELAND QUOTE MEMES ]  / /  NOT ACCEPTING.

Blood  b o i l i n g, flowing rapidly as it  burned within  feverishly impassioned, impulsive veins -  skin prickled by crestfallen droplets of ashen rainwater andthe tracks of tears embossed onto its cracking surface    ——————                                                 Raven is the prize picture of volatile misery. (  Littered with miniature cuts and bruises, after having clenched her fists andcramped her palms in such consecutive movement in so short time  ), slender fingerswrap, unwavering, atop the cold, hard handle of the pistol resting near the edge of thegirl’s  makeshift  desk  -  which the small of her back touches as Raven’s reddened,puffy eyes bore a direct threat to Clarke—The blonde, all-mighty crusader, whom                                                                     had the audacity to stand by the entrance of her                                                                               current haven of grief - Finn’s low-lit tent.

❝  Believe me, I’d rather do it with  MY knife.         | Grip tightening,               nose running.  .  .  | 

&. TFLN MEME. *

                                     dying sentence starters.

               he COULDN’T follow her orders this time.  he COULDN’T power  through the      pain any longer. he was a G O N E R. while bellamy was usually the one with a more     positive outlook on situations, he knew that this one was just TOO MUCH. 

                                             ❝ clarke, it’s over. you know it is. ❞

               one hand lifted to PRESS against  the  wound,  but  it  was no match for the      amount of BLOOD spilling out. there was NO WAY bellamy was getting out of this     one alive, and he didn’t want to show that he was S C A R E D to die. 

                              ❝ i’m S O R R Y, okay? i should have been more careful.                        but, you need to PROMISE me something. you need to promise                     me that you’ll take care of octavia and the others for me. please. ❞

send me a symbol for a text from my muse || ACCEPTING

Send ✆ for a morning text

[ text: princess ] do you text everyone this early or just people you hate ???

Send ♔ for an angry text

[ text: princess ] oh my god i can even smell your fucking superiority complex in your texts

Send ♠ for a drunk text

[ text: princess ] ii thin k i got the car crashed ??? [ text: princess ] it wasn my fault tho it was the vodka[ text: princess ] this wouldnt ve happened if the vodka hadnt gotten me dru nk[ 5 minutes later ][ text: princess ] wait do i even hav a drivers license[ 15 minutes later ][ text: princess ] u have pretty hair can i touch it

Send ☏ for a vague text

[ text: princess ] dont you dare try to ‘protect’ me, clarke. i dont need help.

Send ⁇ for a worried text

[ text: princess ] i’m worried that none of you guys really trust me :([ text: princess ] lol jk i KNOW u dont

Send ♣ for a text not meant for you

[ text: princess ] are you kidding me ???  as if i cared about jail time[ text: princess ] seriously though i have a gun watch your fucking back[ 5 minutes later ][ text: princess ] whoops that was meant for someone else haha i’m a law abiding citizen :)

Send ✘ for a text that should never have been sent

[ text: princess ] clarke i hope you realize….. you’re just as terrible as i am

Send ✺ for a saucy text

[ text: princess ] ,,,,,,,,,,ooh you’re sexy when you’re angry

Send √ for a long winded confessing text

[ text: princess ] im going to preface this by saying that im not apologizing for anything ive ever done and i never will. but ive done some really terrible things. you already know some of it, but i you knew everything you would be even more repulsed by me than you already are.

Send ☠ for misguided advice

[ text: princess ] you should sprinkle paprika in his underwear. or put super glue in his condoms. or run him over with a truck !![ text: princess ] cmon the guy cheated on you, he deserves it

Send ☢ for a desperate text

[ text: princess ] clarke i dont know if this’ll send bc my phone is trashed, but can you come downtown and pick me up? i got in a fight, and i think they broke my leg or something. please.

Send ☼ for a congratulatory text

GET A KISS.| 13. last kiss. forgedbyfate | ACCEPTING!

   for now at least, the f i g h t i n g was done and they could pull air    back into their quickly heaving lungs. they had LOST more, they had    fallen so many times but they were still t o g e t h e r. they SURVIVED.

             it was something murphy was developing into a talent.                        ( he kept cheating death when he should have succumbed. )

   there wasn't celebrating, though, just quiet acceptance.    everyone looking to where clarke should have been but    she was missing from the group. she was MISSING from    everything.

               wandering off where the trail first led them back to camp,                murphy found clarke standing there, unmoving. it was odd.

         "clarke, come inside," murphy voiced, getting           a head shake in return, a pull at his waist to           get closer and a quick brush of lips against his.

                          she was LEAVING.             leaving them, leaving him and he was so -

                                 "fine, go, we don't need you anyway."