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❛ they’re not ‘scribbles’ they are patterns. i am trying a few designs for my clothes. what you think of this one ? ❜ the blonde flips a few pages in a small notebook, revealing a design for a rather flowery dress. she lifts it to the woman’s eye level, presenting her creation with a rather cheeky grin pinned to rosy lips.
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it’s her first week, and already the blonde is learning the hard way just how difficult english can be. even more so trying to learn in classes she was never very good at even in FRENCH. brows furrow as chloe comes across a rather long word in her textbook, unsure of it’s definition. frame leans over in the desk, a hushed tone taking control over accented words. ❛ i am sorry, what is the meaning of this word here ? ❜
it sun is beginning to make its DESCENT as he sits in his quarters. he is already exhausted, and all he has done today is get briefed by counselors and war chiefs on the state of affairs within azgeda and in polis. though, QUIETLY, on his own and with some help from echo he has begun to decide which advisers to keep and which to REMOVE. assuming the throne will be a lengthy and taxing process. but his people need him, they deserve the best king he can be and he aims to do just that. but it is no easy. just a few days ago he thought he would never step foot in his home land again, much less become the king.
yet, here he is. UNFORTUNATELY, will not be able to go back to his home for a while. there is business to attend to here, the coalition is still unstable. skaikru somehow seem to be in the very middle of it. roan would very much wish not to get himself and his clan dragged into the middle of it, but it seems he has UNWITTINGLY done so by associating himself with clarke. roan looks up from the desk where he sits when the door opens without even a knock. lexa. of course. who else would waltz into someone’s PRIVATE chambers without so much as a head up. “ what do you want, lexa. ” he almost mutters. he has had to deal with ontari all day, he is not in the mood to deal with another temperamental nightblood. // @warbuilt plotted(ish)
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“it wasn’t that far down, nomon, i don’t understand why ryder freaked out.” little arms cross over her chest, lower lip stuck out in a pout. athena was the spitting image of her mother, blinking up at the brunette in front of her. “i only got hurt cause he distr’cted me.” a huff followed, gaze falling to the gash on her right leg. “we don’ gotta tell mama, do we?”
me : just walk it off sweets
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❛ what do you want from me ? ❜ it’s frustration latching on to each word , a snarl across sharp canines . the wolf phase back and forth , trapped and couldn’t leave ( didn’t want to leave . ) but a part of her wanted to sprint out and hope for the best . lexa was something else , someone else than nia had teached her she was . and after sleeping with her , after getting to know her , tail was between her legs . loyalty to her queen / her feelings for lexa . not for the commander anymore , but the woman behind . @warbuilt
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she had managed to stop the bleeding at some odd hour of the night, stitched her about and A L L O W E D to tell the rest. it was in brutal agony that she waited for the woman to awake or meet her FINAL FATE. the young blonde still unsure if she had saved the heda or not. but pupils never gazed anywhere else but lexa’s and body NEVER SHIFTED unless it was to shift closer. --------------- ( wake up , lexa. ) fingers grazed along the shirt that encased lexa. thumb brushing along the blood stains that CAUSED AN ACHE in clarke’s heart. ( i need you . ) a breath sucked in and rushed to her lungs in attempt to hold it all together. finally her hand TRACED DOWN to the one laying so lifelessly. ( we still owe so much more to our people.... to each-other. ) a thumb pressed to the palm and held it between her own two hands.
‘i NEED you to wake up.’
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[ TEXTE À → LEXA WOODS. ] [ IMAGE ATTACHED ] [ TEXTE À → LEXA WOODS. ] merde [ TEXTE À → LEXA WOODS. ] putain [ TEXTE À → LEXA WOODS. ] je suis désolé [ TEXTE À → LEXA WOODS. ] do us both a favor and pretend this exchange NEVER happened.
