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We’re Looking for Something Dumb to Do

for @loball22! thank you for reading and for your sweet words, and i hope you enjoy this! (title from Bruno Mars)

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At first, she thinks she’s dreaming.

Because waking up in his arms, Bellamy half-hard against her back, his hand splayed across her stomach, his breath warm on the back of her neck– she’s definitely had that dream before.

But then her bladder is protesting, her head is pounding, and her mouth tastes like a fireplace, and as soon as she connects those things with being naked in bed with her best friend, she groans and rolls away from him.

“Bell, wake up,” she grunts, smacking him gently in the arm.

“Too early.”

“You don’t even know what time it is,” she sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. Did she drink no water last night? How far gone was she?

“Yet I still know it’s too early.” He rolls onto his back, and she can feel the precise moment when everything hits him because he stiffens noticeably. “Why am I naked?”

“Why are you usually naked?”

“Fair point.” He clears his throat. “Do you remember much about last night? Because I’m a little fuzzy on the details.”

So they aren’t talking about it yet. Cool. Clarke can roll with that.

“I don’t remember much after the first casino,” she admits. They’re in Vegas because Murphy somehow got on one of those nationally televised poker tournaments. How he did it is a mystery (as is his way), but Clarke and her friends weren’t about to miss an opportunity like this. She’d been looking forward to all of them goofing off on the strip together. Little did she know she and Bellamy would be stripping and goofing off together.

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my fuckin roommate has literally never bought dishwasher detergent in the 2.5 years she’s lived with me and we ran out a couple weeks ago so i’ve been purposely not buying it and not using the dishwasher to try and force HER to buy it for once

anyway today we were talking and she looked me dead in the eye and said “can you get some more of that stuff that goes in the dishwasher?” and i almost lost my shit. YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW THE NAME OF IT, HOW CAN YOU NOT REALIZE YOU’VE NEVER BOUGHT IT? how can she not realize that i’ve bought it 4-5 times in the time we’ve lived together and she NEVER HAS? and assuming she does realize that, how can she be so much of an asshole that she thinks she just doesn’t have to contribute to our household expenses? what the fuck

"I am the Champion of the Plucked Eye and Heart...”

@vicivefallen asked me last night what I made of Lascelles’ fate in the book. I had a lot of thoughts, none of which were remotely coherent at 2.30 in the morning, and turns out I have even more today, so here we are. :D

(Sticking under a cut because it’s full of spoilers, and very waffling!)

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anonymous asked:

When do you think H & L made it official and became an actual couple?

i’ll be real i haven’t thought about the specifics that much/don’t really have a super defined opinion but i think, based on how into each other they were right from the very beginning, it was probably earlier as opposed to later so let’s say somewhere around the end of 2010 (i know some people think it was early 2011 which i can see too but based on their body language i’m inclined to think it was sooner than that).

aaaaand we have the sibs! They’re twin babs so matching jackets ;P If ya’ll wanna read me rambling about them then clickie the read more~

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Here we go! Some @therealjacksepticeye OXENFREE art from last week! I really loved the game and the art, I’ll hopefully get a chance to draw some of the scenery from it but for now, here’s this, I hope you like it :)
(My hands looked like an absolute mess after shading this, they were completely covered I’m graphite haha)

Send me “👂” if you hear my character’s voice in my writing!

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anonymous asked:

I'm sorry you've hit a low point when you look at your art, but I just wanna say that I love it!! Your art brightens up my dash and looks cool! Hope you have a nice week :)

thank you so much, this really means a lot to me aaaa…

everyone hits little slumps, so i know i’ll get past it, but the lil bobs of encouragement like this make it a whole lot easier ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

So for the past two weeks I’ve been shaving time off my already tight sleep schedule to make a second Mass Effect Holiday Cheer gift, and I’ve been pretty happy with it, because it’s something I’ve wanted to try for a while and it’s destined for a person I admire very much and I really hope they’re going to like it, so that’s worth sacrificing a few hours of sleep, right? Right.

And tonight I decided to say screw tomorrow me, I’m almost finished, might as well get it as close to done as I can tonight and retain some chance of meeting the deadline after all. Because finishing things is good, and meeting deadlines is good, so that’s a good plan, yes? Yes.

Except it turns out that, surprise, everything I’ve made so far is ruined through no fault of my own other than being a stupid fucking idiot who doesn’t think things through before making stupid fucking idiot mistakes. Not slightly messed up yet fixable, but ruined as in ‘throw it in the trash and set fire to the trash can’ ruined.

So now I’m going to cry, and then I’m going to sleep, and tomorrow I’m going to start from the beginning. And this time try not to fuck it up again.