( ah, so it's him. so nervous she'd take advantage of complete and total honesty, begrudging and unwilling honesty, but useful — only to turn around and be the first who uses the moment to slake his own curiosity.
the compelling nature of this curse is to put truths in front of the facade of lies. nothing is forcing her to text back and answer, that's her own horrible choice. and suddenly it's a competition on self loathing, putting two borderline sadomasochists in a proverbial room and providing whips to self flagellate. )
I No? I should have known. I saw the two of you together. ( had held mizuki after venti had melded into the air and left the two of them in the cabin. she'd thought less of him for that, but this? ) But then we died. And I saw him with Ebalon at the party and, after what he did to you, I figured Mizuki chose. I don't... understand what you three have.
( is the 100 progressive enough that no one gives a rip who you choose to love and bed? sure, everybody's basically a pansexual. but polyamory isn't a norm and if she'd known... well, clarke would have still knelt. might have even still bitten the scab on her lip and thought about it in a moment of weakness, feeling utterly trodden over by their circumstances, but. that would have been it. )
And I didn't mean to wreck it. I am sorry.
But it's not the first time I've done it.
( cue the flashback to banging finn collins and then standing to the side later that day when he embraced the girlfriend she'd never been told about. that'd hurt, like the first time always does. but she hadn't ditched him either. resented him, been angry with him, rejected every loving sentiment and stonewalled when he said he loved her next — you broke my heart — but still slid a knife between his ribs to spare him torture and a prolonged death. still held him as he died on her shoulder and whispered you're going to be okay as he bled out on her shirt.
her shirt is now currently drenched in rainwater still, and another unbidden truth follows promptly. )
I ruin everything I touch. And I should have expected it, so this one's on me.
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the compelling nature of this curse is to put truths in front of the facade of lies. nothing is forcing her to text back and answer, that's her own horrible choice. and suddenly it's a competition on self loathing, putting two borderline sadomasochists in a proverbial room and providing whips to self flagellate. )
I
No?
I should have known. I saw the two of you together. ( had held mizuki after venti had melded into the air and left the two of them in the cabin. she'd thought less of him for that, but this? ) But then we died. And I saw him with Ebalon at the party and, after what he did to you, I figured Mizuki chose. I don't... understand what you three have.
( is the 100 progressive enough that no one gives a rip who you choose to love and bed? sure, everybody's basically a pansexual. but polyamory isn't a norm and if she'd known... well, clarke would have still knelt. might have even still bitten the scab on her lip and thought about it in a moment of weakness, feeling utterly trodden over by their circumstances, but. that would have been it. )
And I didn't mean to wreck it. I am sorry.
But it's not the first time I've done it.
( cue the flashback to banging finn collins and then standing to the side later that day when he embraced the girlfriend she'd never been told about. that'd hurt, like the first time always does. but she hadn't ditched him either. resented him, been angry with him, rejected every loving sentiment and stonewalled when he said he loved her next — you broke my heart — but still slid a knife between his ribs to spare him torture and a prolonged death. still held him as he died on her shoulder and whispered you're going to be okay as he bled out on her shirt.
her shirt is now currently drenched in rainwater still, and another unbidden truth follows promptly. )
I ruin everything I touch. And I should have expected it, so this one's on me.