#gv. central perk (closed).

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wow, she’s missed being here. missed the freedom that comes with living on her own without her mother breathing down her neck. yeah, she found out. of course abby found out. that she dropped out of college & has been working as an art teacher at a community center. she’s burntout, alright? college is hard, man. & let’s not mention the whole, her dad being-- anyway. this is good. she’s cut off from her mom’s money, but it’s a good thing jake planned for that. trust fund baby. she definitely hasn’t told murphy that. but this place? the hallways of friends, of frenemies, of that weird naked dude that always wanders the fourth floor on tuesdays... yeah. yeah, it’s home.

so when the words fall from her lips, she doesn’t realize how they come off. she’s lost in her head & wants to be present in the moment. clarke wants to pay attention to how it feels when she’s laying under him. but she sees his features, sees the flickering emotions rush over him. a little laugh comes out as she reaches up to cup his cheek. “no, murphy,” she breathes, tracing along his jaw as she grins. “i just wanna look at you for a little bit. we could also get hiiiigh,” the blonde with pink tips suggests with a little wiggle of her brows & a smirk. really, she just wants to spend time with him.

@imnobodysson & cont.

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THE 100 FRIENDS AU

that clarphy game strong. ♥ it’s funny what a little heartbreak can lead you to.

FT. the lovely @imnobodysson !!

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           “did you spike this?”

@impcled || closed.

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closed gv starter !!

             “h-hey! i’m clarke & you’re pretty.” // @wildmoored

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PRE-VERSE !! @faultedleader

          she sets down her pen on the notebook that’s settled before her. laying on the living room floor was a luxury when it came to her home. mostly because just the price of her carpets were enough to fund a year of college. she doesn’t focus on that though. focuses instead on his stormy expression, the way his features contort in frustration. sitting up, she makes her way over to the couch where he’s seated & rests her chin on his knee. presses her lips to it lightly. “wanna talk about it?”

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the party’s over. the festivities done. mostly everyone has gone to bed but she notices the familiar figure off ahead of her, sitting by herself by the hall door. clarke grabs a few more cups & tosses them into the trash bag she has while she walks on over. takes a seat next to her as she purses her lips. "what's going on? you've been whack all day," clarke murmurs quietly. // @bxmbsxaway

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@imnobodysson

[ SNAP ] dude [ SNAP ] im so [ SNAP ] fucking high???

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"maia, right? i'm clarke," she says with a smile over to her. she still hasn't changed out of her bloodied crop top-- too tired & exhausted to really care enough to party. a hand runs over her face as she shakes it off. "welcome to the chaos," she tells her with a soft snort. "you want anything to drink? we have spiked pink lemonade & jungle juice. right about now i think i need both." // @robinhoodmaia

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clarke yawns & rolls over in bed. she’s about to spread out when she feels another form against her. confusion litters her features. kay, but wtf she wasn’t that drunk last night. rolling & shifting lightly, she lifts the covers only to see a familiar mass of dark brown hair. the small smile forms as she leans over to kiss her forehead lightly, a warm smile forming across her lips. “morning, sleepyhead.” // @headstrongblake

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there’s a little hum as she runs her hands along the softness of the leather. it feels nice against her hands. clarke then turns to look up at murphy & giggles a little. “oh.. sorry. i forgot,” she tells him with a little dopey grin as she turns to the tv. she picks the controller up from her lap & remembers exactly what they were doing now. BATTLEFIELD 4. maneuvering the little shooty dude that she has to a wall, hiding just behind it, she makes her character pull out a grenade. biting the pin, the dude pulls it out & shifts, flinging the handsized bomb through the window. 

                                                        “take that, stoner,” she tells him, the giddy grin running along her pink tiers.

@imnobodysson || closed verse starter.

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aight so preverse shit ft. @headstrongblake & @slayxdemons​ !! oh, & @onyafevayuj !!

- clarke grows up in bethesda, maryland with welly jaha as her neighbor. - her dad is a civil engineer for the national nuclear security administration. her mom is a doctor, at first. but she soon becomes dean of medicine at her hospital when the current dean goes into retirement. - clarke graduates hs at 17 cuz she skipped 2nd grade. - she goes to new york for college from the age of 17-21. - she meets bell after her sophomore year. he is her TA. they’re mostly on & off because this is his first real relationship, and clarke is just an anxious dope tbh. but they always find their ways back to each other, somehow. gay. - in the midst of all this, she becomes friends with o! they’re tight & always texting, snapping, & getting coffee together. they have a couple awk encounters (dinner with mama aurora is one. & when they first meet... clarke thinks octavia is his side hussy so she gets huffy & makes a minor scene. lm aO i cant wait to flashback para that) but! all in all, clarke adopts her & becomes her momsister. - but bell & clarkie break up when she graduates bc shes gon go to medical school in new jersey. - they try to make it work like the summer of 2015 before she leaves because nj isnt all that far. but it just doesnt pan out cuz he has his shit to deal with and shes so like frazzled abt medical school so it fizzles out. - her dad dies december of 2015, so like last school year. jake is murdered soon after, so he won’t spill government secrets. anya is the prosecutor in the trial & she’s thankful that she’s living in the hall tbh. - bell & clarke stop talking and shit but occasionally snap chat. her & o stayed close, though. & have gone out to lunch a few times throughout the past year to keep in touch. - she drops out of medical school, though. can’t handle it, with all the grief of her father dying, but also can’t handle the amount of pressure her mom is putting on her to be successful. to cope with jake dying, abby tends to hyperfocus on clarke. & so clarke has to get away from it all & decides to live with wells like all summer until till december. takes a couple cooking classes to keep herself busy. but she ends up sleeping with wells & it just make shit weird. - she realizes that hates where she’s at in life so she moves to DC to get a new start. but she’s still running from all her problems.

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OPEN PRANK STARTER. // bc tbh clarke put oil paint in everyone’s shampoo.

UPON SEEING YOUR HAIR, SHE BURSTS OUT LAUGHING-- she’d been organizing the little mini quizzes she’d had her teenagers do today. most of them were pretty high marks. if only she could teach them to do this, clarke thinks, covering her mouth with her hand.

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npc storyline developments:

- abby doesnt know that clarke dipped out of college, she’s been screening calls - clarke slept with wells drunkedly before the events of this verse - jake was murdered due to his active role as an activist against ARK, INC. he was shot on sight at a rally. the shooter was apprehended. they’re still going through legal shit.  - clarke has a HUGE trust fund that she inherited due to her father. but she hasn’t touched a dime of it. - when clarke is sad, she goes on long walks and takes her sketchbook with her - her instagram/twitter/snapchat handle is slappygriffs - wells is going to gift her a puppy soon and her name will be avalanche

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          ‘hey, do you want stale donuts?.. i don’t really wanna eat them. but also spent ten bucks on these & no one ate them, so,” she says with a little shrug, offering him the pink box. ‘i’m clarke, by the way. i’m in 1003.” // @darkestbeforedxwn

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          ‘hey, man. i’m clarke,” she tells him, smiling as she stands in his kitchen. she’s brought over a six-pack. it’s been a long move in day, & she’s ready to kick it && just chill. ‘you all unpacked?’ the blonde replies, offering him a beer from the pack. // @indiebryan