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[headstrongblake]

( @trikrulinkon )

Adrift (2018)

[headstrongblake]

           so lincoln’s presence is necessary. even octavia can’t deny that one any longer. whatever’s happening, whoever was behind these attacks... she couldn’t keep pretending it wasn’t serious. people could have been seriously hurt at the airport in miami--- people octavia cared too much about. until the person responsible is found, lincoln’s going to be around. she might as well attempt to get used to it, if only for bellamy’s sake. that’s why once they’re home for a few days while aurora and the label hammer out the rest of the details for the album launch and tour, octavia finds herself looking for him in the early hours. she’d spent the better half of the night writing and reworking different sheets of music in her room and found herself falling asleep at some point for an hour or two before her body woke and was ready to work again. although her brain was fried and needed a creative recharge. there were bags under her eyes and while the energy coursing through her suggested an adventure, octavia just wanted to peacefully watch a sunrise on the beach. 

        | text message; bodyguard | i don’t want to rudely wake you but if you’re up, i’m walking to the beach. it’s close and no shenanigans are planned. i’ll wait in the foyer for 15 then i’m going.

        -------------- @trikrulinkon

[headstrongblake]

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

ashley does memes ———————– @trikrulinkon

The studio’s been her happy place lately. Her place of calm. Ever since the story broke to the press about her mother’s hand in the incidents over the past year, Octavia’s been hiding. It’s not something she’s used to. Rather the younger Blake is usually the first offering to get in front of something like this, to face the press and anyone else who had something to say about her life. After all, the Blake’s aren’t afraid. They handle their business. Except this time, she doesn’t have it in her. Instead she sneaks in through the back door of the studio, Lincoln and sometimes Bellamy right with her and she wastes her days and nights away in the sound box. Not everything’s for The Delinquents. Sometimes, it’s strictly music for her but it helps. It makes her feel normal.

Octavia’s going on her fourth hour inside the sound box without stopping for much besides a bottle of water as her throat ran dry. And she’d only opened the door to the sound proof area to go around to the mixer so she could fiddle with different switches and buttons. Playing back what she’d just recorded. Her brow furrowed, teeth pulling on her bottom lip as she listened to the track before stopping it midway to add the drumming session she’d done the day before into the mix. Take a break. Her backs to Lincoln and attention remained on the soundboard itself but she heard him clearly, just didn’t entertain the idea. Not until his hands gripped on either side of her waist, pulling her away from the board slightly and to him. Her lips parted to protest but before she could really react, her hair was brushed aside and she felt kisses pressed along her neck. 

Her breath caught, unable to form words or decent thoughts as his presence intoxicated her. It’s been happening more often since their shared moment on the roof. Where she takes the time to notice the way his eyes follow her—sure, others could chalk it up to it being part of his job. He is her bodyguard after all. But it’s the way his eyes soften when she’s around. The way he looks at her as if she were the most interesting and beautiful person in the room. The way he treats her like she’s simply Octavia Blake. No drummer. No fame. Just a girl. Every time she’s around him now, she craves just a little bit more. 

Moments ago the idea of a break seemed foreign but if she really wanted to get back to work, she wouldn’t have turned her head to capture his lips. And she certainly wouldn’t have pressed against him as she lifted her hand to rest on the side of his face, deepening their kiss. It might be unfair to say he’d started this all— how many times had she actually opened up little pieces of herself in the past year for him to see? A few too many to just be a physical attraction on her part. No, Lincoln went beyond that. Being near him made her happy. Knowing him and having him in her life for the past year felt more like a gift now than a punishment like it had seemed to be in the beginning. And kissing him? Well, it was like riding a high she never wanted off of. “This your idea of a break?” She mumbled against his lips finally, needing a moment to catch her breath and slow her rapid heart.

[headstrongblake]

5) things you didn’t say at all (this one A LOT though in like every verse because he's too damn curious)

ASHLEY ATTEMPTS TO CLEAR HER INBOX | @trikrulinkon

THE BAND VERSE

1.    there’s not a specific moment in octavia’s mind that she can look back on and realize that that was the moment that despite whatever messy feelings were involved strictly between the two, lincoln had grown from bodyguard to family. and not just to her. there had been a time when she resented the idea of him and his job but now? could she even imagine a time when he’s no longer around? it didn’t seem possible. 

    emerald hues took in the scene below her as a towel wrapped around her shoulders at the top of the cliff the others and her had jumped from earlier. jasper, monty and harper swimming and dunking each other in the water. raven, lincoln and bellamy sat around the fire they’d built talking and laughing at the others in the water who were beginning to feel just how cold the water really was as it neared autumn. she couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her lips, growing until it almost touched her eyes at her best friend and lincoln’s banter back and forth. it felt right– like he’d been a missing piece from their lives all along. 

    octavia’s staring and a moment too long when her eye catches lincoln’s. there’s that softness in his features— the one that seems to be reserved for when he looks her way and it’s like a calm washes over her body. no, there might not be a specific moment in mind, but one day she looked at lincoln, much like today and noticed that having him around felt a little like home. 

   her smile shifted to a more devious smile as she dropped the towel from around her shoulders and took a few large steps back. without hesitation octavia got a bit of a running start before she leapt down from the cliff into the water beneath. 

MILITARY VERSE

2.      they’d been preparing for this day ever since lincoln returned the first time and explained his plans of attending school to become a medic rather than returning for deployment after deployment like bellamy. his graduation had come and gone, and octavia could honestly say that the two blakes and fox had never cheered louder than when lincoln walked across that stage. the day was filled with excitement and fun but the pinning ceremony was what lincoln had been talking about for years. octavia never anticipated being apart of it however and her nerves woke her up as soon as the sun began to creep into their room.

     it’s a quiet moment as octavia turned on her side and propped herself up with her elbow to watch the way his chest rose and fell with his breaths. it still baffles her sometimes. how they all ended up here. once upon a time it had just been the two blakes against the entire world. they were always unstoppable together. although if octavia was being honest it was confusing for her at first as their world started to expand. as she found fox and bellamy found lincoln suddenly her small world with bellamy wasn’t just for the two of them. but maybe it’s why she never imagined this. this moment of lying peacefully in bed with someone she loved ( could she ever admit that out loud? ). her life and plans had solely included bellamy and now it’s like she’s living in a dream land with someone filling her heart with a love she’d never felt before. did he know she loved him? could he feel that when they were together? did he know how proud she was of him for chasing after and obtaining his dream? god, she hoped so. maybe she’d tell him today.

    lincoln’s eyelids fluttered open and that sleepy smile formed on his lips as he met her gaze. what? she heard him say, but all she could do was smile, expelling a breath through her nose as she laid back down beside him to rest her head in her favourite spot, the crook of his neck. “nothing babe.” she sighed contently suddenly not ready to get up to face the day. octavia wanted this moment just a little longer.

FIND YOUR WAY OUT

3.       the worst of the physical symptoms have subsided but it’s one of those days her mind torments her with the hopeless feelings. the intense emotions like waves trying to drown her completely. though she’s been through this enough times to knows all she needs to do is refocus herself. move on to something else that could slay her demons and so when lincoln goes to leave for the tattoo shop, she practically pleads with him to let her go. besides, she needed out of his apartment or she was going to go stir crazy. it’s quiet in the shop and it doesn’t seem like there’s many appointments on the books for today which works in her favour. 

     “will you draw something for me?” she asked after standing in front of the desk he was already drawing on for more than a few moments watching his fingers move as he sketched. his furrowed eyebrows and confused expression was all she needed before her shoulders lifted into a shrug. “just… anything, you don’t look very busy,” she stopped a moment, hesitating to let him disagree with her but when he didn’t object she continued, “i’m giving you free range, anything you want to create and you can put it anywhere but my back.” not like lincoln needed reminding, he already knew her back was reserved for her father’s memorial tattoo she’d already gotten him to outline. “not too big, so i can actually pay for it.” she added with a smirk before turning to his chair. 

    octavia sat quietly in the chair, emerald eyes fixated on lincoln as he worked. there’s something about going under the needle, that anticipation of new ink that was so therapeutic to her that in her state of mind, she had to work hard to keep her mouth shut or else her demons might spill out. often she’s chattered to lincoln about mundane things. bikes. the gym. life in alexandria and the way it used to be when the clubs were all one but today she had to bite her lip or else mundane wouldn’t come forth.

   her eyes closed as lincoln came over to prepare the different colors of ink he wanted for the spontaneous piece. she tried to bask in the peacefulness she continuously felt in a tattoo chair, but that same feeling wasn’t there. just the anxiousness and sadness. the constant thoughts that octavia had used drugs to hide from. slowly her eyes opened and her lips parted to speak. i used to tell bellamy i wanted to die. i’d be sick in bed and beg the withdrawals to kill me because i didn’t want to do detoxing and recovery again but i also couldn’t live without the highs and then i did die…. i was really dead and the emptiness i feel inside… that gaping hole my parents left in me was still there. she blinked owlishly as lincoln finally turned to her with the drawing in hand. a small smile appeared as she nodded at the artwork. “it’s perfect— let’s do this.” octavia said instead of what rolled around in her head.

PARENTS VERSE

4.    no one said it would be this hard. okay… maybe bellamy had. but none of the books she’d read could have prepared her for the exhaustion, the way her heart suddenly felt like it lived outside of her body as soon as isabella came early. after they decided to keep her, they were supposed to have another five months to completely prepare for her. except she’d come a little over three months later. even though she didn’t have many complications and besides being premature was a fairly healthy little girl… it terrified octavia to see her in the incubation chamber to help with her slight jaundice. 

    the sight of lincoln at their daughter’s side, in awe of her and prepared to take on any pain for her though—… it wasn’t a feeling octavia could describe. when the test had come back positive she spent weeks preparing for the idea that lincoln would bolt the second she brought it up but to her surprise, he’d handled it better than she had. but trust is a difficult thing for her and even though he promised in the back of her mind she was always waiting for him to leave. she’d never known what it was like to have a real father but with each passing moment, she was more and more convinced isabella wouldn’t suffer that same fate. she’d never wonder why she wasn’t enough.

     octavia might not have said it but despite their circumstances of how they got here, she was glad to have lincoln to go through this with. glad that her child had lincoln for their father. isabella might not have been born traditionally to two people ready to be parents but she was born to two people who believed she was their whole world. and maybe that was enough. sure, the two of them were ultimately linked forever by the bond of sharing isabella but the friendship that had formed over the course of time wasn’t something that could be forced. parenting would be complicated but having lincoln in her life was easy like breathing.

    their casual relationship had needed something stronger to be parents and they seemed like they might do just fine. 

[headstrongblake]

( @trikrulinkon )

Bodyguard/Celeb AU

Gift for: @corahales

From: @laufire

(Gift ½)

[headstrongblake]

     It’s been an insane few days since The Delinquents concert in New York where the band signing autographs after the show had come to an abrupt end after a gun had been pulled and shots were fired. It’s not the first incident that has happened in recent months but it’s the first that’s very clearly directed at the young drummer who’d lingered with the fans a little longer than the others. But with no suspect caught, no why and no one to blame it’s caused an uproar in the Blake’s already hectic lives. 

     Octavia’s first complaint--- her mom’s insistence that she doesn’t go anywhere until her working duties are put back on the schedule. With all events and interviews postponed for the next two weeks at least, normally this would be like a mini vacation for Octavia. She lives for some downtime with their insane schedules but now that she’s been confined to the house it’s left her feeling caged. Especially with so many people bustling around their house in California, it makes the larger home seem suffocatingly small. 

                          And now Bellamy wanted to add a personal bodyguard? 

     There had only been a quick introduction between Octavia and her bodyguard, although it’d been enough to find out it wasn’t Aurora who’d hired him, but her brother before her mom had pulled Lincoln away to discuss different matters. As the two faded from her view, Octavia instantly stomped up the stairs. Brunette strands fell out of places as she quickly rounded the corner at the top of the stairs and headed straight for Bellamy’s room. She didn’t even bother to stop and knock before barging in. “A bodyguard--- have you lost your damn mind?” 

              --------------------------------- @soldiiermade

[headstrongblake]

✋

ashley does memes ———————– @soldiiermade

   it’s the perfect time to leave the city for the day. they’ll be back before the trial begins in the early afternoon tomorrow but it’s been a stressful few months for them all. the realization of their mother’s betrayal. the police investigation. the tabloids. now that aurora’s trial was here the two blakes could use a day to decompress before the circus begins full force. lincoln kept reminding her that after this it’s over but it doesn’t feel that way. doesn’t feel like this whole ordeal is ever going to end. aurora’s their mom, their blood—could it ever be over? but the younger blake tried to shove it far from her mind on this day trip with friends.

bellamy had suggested the trip to abalone cove shoreline but left the guest list up to her. it was her distraction, her decision. octavia decided to go big and invite everyone in their circle. the more friends around during the day left less chances to be alone in her head where her thoughts could drift to their mother and what could happen in the end. almost her entire circle of friends made it out with them and it was a day filled with volleyball in the sand. adventures through caves and swimming in little hidden away water pools that were crystal clear. by the time the sun was beginning to set most of their friends had taken to sitting around the bonfire built, drinking beers and toasting marshmallows but octavia had gone back to sit by the rising tide to watch the sun set over her with her feet in the water. 

mostly in tuned to her brother’s presence, octavia didn’t even have to look over to know that bellamy had sat himself in the sand next to her silently. for a moment the two siblings just sat there, eyes on the shimmering water below a glowing sunset. you okay? her head gave the slightest nod to his question. she’s not ready for tomorrow but maybe it’ll provide her some answers. some reasoning to this all. like what had she done to make their mom hate her this way? she swallowed hard, hues shifting to her brother’s features as a sadness she can’t mask shines through her eyes. as if bellamy was able to read her every thought, she felt his fingers reach out to her, thumb smoothing up and down the back of her hand. 

without saying anything, octavia’s eyes returned to the water in front of them. eventually she’d move so that the pair could rejoin their friends. return to the laughs and stories before tomorrows gong show starts but right now? she just wanted to sit with bellamy. he’s her constant and quite possibly the only one who could make this easier for her. he’ll keep them together through this trial until it’s over and then they can start trying to fix their lives. their family. 

[headstrongblake]

‘ you’re my weakness. ’ duh

MEMES ———————– @trikrulinkon

you’re my weakness. her head turns at lincoln’s words, though they’re said so softly octavia’s not entirely sure they were even meant for her ears or if he’s simply coming to the realization out loud. she’s HIS weakness? her brows raise, watching him lean against the desk in the hotel room as his attention remains outside the window. her head shakes as she approaches him silently. that’s not good. he can’t afford to have a weakness if these are going to the be consequences. today it’s just a painfully sore side and deep purple bruising. what if next time he’s not wearing a vest? what happens then if a bullet meant for her pierces through him? it’s his job to protect her….but lately the ramifications of doing so are becoming harder for octavia to live with.

she tries her best to focus on the fact that while lincoln was rushing her and the band into the suv, another security guy went after the shooter and now that person is in custody. that means it’s over, right? it can’t be likely that these attacks are random and will keep happening now that the perpetrator is caught. it means the people around octavia will stop facing consequences for simply being around her, right?? god she hopes so. 

octavia comes to stand in front of him and her fingers hover over the tender spot on his side through his opened shirt. she sucks in a breath, teeth grazing over her bottom lip. emerald hues focus on the area that could have been much worse for only a moment before they shift to his face, fingers reaching up from his side to lightly touch at his chin. “lincoln, it’s over now.” her head slowly bobbed as she tried to hold onto that notion. it was going to be okay now. it’s over.

[headstrongblake]

head canon time !

      i’ve noticed a trend in plotting the last few nights and in drafts i was doing and so i thought i would talk about it a little bit. in modern verses, there seems to be a constant theme of whenever aurora lives to see octavia as an older teenager / adult (instead of dying and leaving bell to be her guardian when he’s eighteen) that while octavia can recognize from a distance what her mother is doing is wrong in her own life & when it concerns the siblings whenever o is actually physically faced with consequences of her mother’s actions o almost tries to explain it away. she loves her mother even if aurora wasn’t the best towards them. that’s clear even in canon and it transfers especially if aurora is around or coming and going from the blakes’ lives as they both enter adulthood. some part of octavia holds onto the idea that maybe eventually aurora will come around and actually mother her. even when odds and behavior show her otherwise.

[headstrongblake]

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[headstrongblake]

Give a few headcanons about the band AU please and thank you!

i don’t think this was a meme. but always accepting head canon messages! | - @soldiiermade

1. bellamy is one hundred percent the reason octavia feels or gets to feel any type of normal. growing up when their mother was trying to get octavia to prepare for gigs / modeling shoots, bellamy was the one who would step in to make sure octavia still had bits of being a child. he read to her. he helped her with her homework. then he was the one who sat with her when she did homeschooling. he was the one to build forts with her and play made up games with her. as they grow older it’s still the same. while aurora is shuffling the delinquents around / octavia around for hectic schedules bellamy is the one who provides those quiet moments for o. hiking? bells in. sitting on the roof to vent or sit quietly? he’s there. studio time where octavia just wants to be a l o n e without everyone moving around outside where she’s recording? bellamy’s the one allowed to stay. 

2. whenever octavia is in her chill exploring mode with lincoln ( at home in LA / or all over the world when their touring ) and she ends up finding some hole in the wall bookstore, octavia never leaves without something for bellamy. some book that’s caught her eye that she thinks he might enjoy or something (pens, odd objects in the store ) that reminds her of him when she’s there. despite not vocaling telling him, she really does love having bellamy around. honestly if he wasn’t and he got his own life that didn’t revolve around her, i don’t know that she would be okay with that. she wants it for him, but she doesn’t really WANT it for him, you know? the ideas nice, but she’s used to this. 

3. octavia doesn’t sleep much in this au. it’s just a very common thing and i think in part it’s definitely to do with the demands of the job, with her schedule and everything but also i just really think octavia has some insomnia issues in this verse. but an almost guaranteed way to get octavia to sit and be calm enough to POSSIBLY DRIFT OFF TO SLEEP, is when bellamy reads out loud to her. yes, even at TWENTY FOUR YEARS OLD octavia wants her big brother to read to her. she’ll sit on the tour bus, on airplanes, on a couch and listen to him for as long as he’ll read. it’s been their thing ever since she was small and with the chaos in their lives, it’s one thing she’s strongly held onto. she needs it honestly.

4. because there’s a fairly large disconnect between aurora and octavia with aurora prefering to manage her rather than mother her, even though aurora’s the one who deserves o’s anger when she’s restricted octavia on something, or she’s made decisions without discussing them with anyone, unfortunately it’s bellamy who usually takes the brunt of it. when octavia’s losing it because of things her mother has done, it’s bellamy who octavia seeks out to rant about, to tell him he needs to fix it ( that’s what big brother always does right? ). if the two women can’t communicate i feel like it falls to bellamy sometimes to be their go between. 

5. when lincoln discovers that it’s their mom behind the attacks on octavia, she very quickly asks for her brother. she says nothing can be decided until he’s there. however, i think the blakes fight about it because octavia’s convinced there has to be some reason, there’s some explanation that makes this not so bad. that doesn’t frame it like their mom is trying to murder her. they’ve been through so much and i think octavia really does want her mother to see her past a machine that makes money for them, she wants her mother to love her so even though the two women often argue, octavia is jumping to her aid to not crucify aurora right away. 

[headstrongblake]

g u y s, look at this beautiful image @shxcklash found. it’s the most band au / modern octavia blake aesthetic picture ever.

[headstrongblake]

     it’s only five days away from all the regular chaos that came with the delinquents hectic schedule. but to octavia, it’s practically everything. five days in paris? showing lincoln different museums and spending time with her brother and best friend away from her mother’s prying eyes? it sounded like heaven. the last time they’d had any sort of break was just as her brother hired lincoln and it was two weeks of absolute hell. having been shut inside the blake household in los angeles had been painful but this time around would be remarkably different. 

   octavia can barely contain her excitement as they unload their bags in the hotel and she’s already at the window, yanking the curtains back. “god, harper look at this place.” she sighed happily content. emerald hues wandered up and down the street outside of the hotel running through all the ideas in her head of what to do first. her head turned to see harper and a smirk pulled at the corner of her mouth. quickly, she slipped her phone out of her back pocket to quickly snap a sneaky photo of harper. except her flash and loud volume gave her away. “okay, I KNOW, mom said media blackout while we’re here BUT COME ON HARPER, i feel like we haven’t had some down time together in too long -- we have to commemorate this!”

              // @shxcklash PARIS

[headstrongblake]

                                   CONQUERING PARIS            harper mcintyre, lincoln woods and octavia blake                                            ft. @shxcklash & @trikrulinkon