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g-xix · 5 months
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Chaos Crew MASTERLIST
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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥
ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ: ᴀʀᴛʜᴜʀᴛᴠ, ɢᴇᴏʀɢᴇ ᴄʟᴀʀᴋᴇʏ, ᴀʀᴛʜᴜʀ ʜɪʟʟ, ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴍᴅ, ᴀʟᴇx ᴇʟᴍꜱʟɪᴇ, ᴄᴀᴍ ᴋɪʀᴋʜᴀᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛᴀʟɪᴀɴʙᴀᴄʜ!
☁️= fluff, 🔞= smut, 💢 = angst
REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! Send litr anything in thru the inbox n i'll write it (or not)... No promises it'll be done any time soon tho :DD
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Arthur ATV Frederick
☁️"Pub golf forfeit" - Chippo catches wind of your little YouTube crush on ArthurTV and decides to put you in a team with him to try and set you up- but when Harry, Chris and the rest of the boys do their best to embarrass you in front of your crush, how will the night really end as you fight the cameras, pints and awful pub gold forfeit cards... | ChrisMD half-sister!OC x ATV 💢☁️"Caught" - Months of sneaking around behind your brother's back with his best friend gets exposed as you and Arthur get a bit too careless and get yourselves CAUGHT... 🔞"Submissive" - pwp (porn w/out plot), desperate, whiny, sub!Arthur x dom!reader ☁️Head Scritches" - Short 800 word blurb of Arthur just kinda realising that he likes the feeling of your hands between his hair a lot. 🔞"Locked In" - Xtra long 7.3k word smutshot set in S3 locked in house. Y/n is set the strenuous task of ignoring Arthur all day by Sugarlips - yet when Arthur realises this, he does everything in his power to break her... Will you successfully pass your challenge or succumb to Arthur's antics? 🔞"Eating Out HC's" - headcanons of what the Chaos crew would be like giving head ☁️"Return from Sri Lanka" -inspired by Chip's Sri Lanka vids w ATV, a hyper-fluff oneshot of what it's like for gf!reader, seeing Arthur after a whole week of being apart "Harry Potter x Chaos Crew HC's" - what these goofies would be like in a Harry Potter/Hogwarts Alternate Universe ✨
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Chris Chrismd Dixon
🔞"ChrisMD NSFW alphabet" 🔞"Threesome" - W2s x reader x ChrisMD in a post-pub drunken mess of horny brains and hard cocks 🔞"Eating Out HC's" - headcanons of what the Chaos crew would be like giving head 🔞"Piercings" - in which gf!reader gets nipple piercings as a surprise for Chris, which leaves Chris battling his inner demons and resisting all urges to pull or touch those sensitive buds to see you scream whilst he pounds you | part of [KINKTOBER] "Harry Potter x Chaos Crew HC's" - what these goofies would be like in a Harry Potter/Hogwarts Alternate Universe ✨
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Alex Imallexx Elmslie
🔞"Eating Out HC's" - headcanons of what the Chaos crew would be like giving head
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Cam Kirkham
<tbc!>
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Arthur Hill
🔞"Eating Out HC's" - headcanons of what the Chaos crew would be like giving head "Harry Potter x Chaos Crew HC's" - what these goofies would be like in a Harry Potter/Hogwarts Alternate Universe ✨
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George Clarkey
🔞"Rodeo Ride" - Something about George riding that bull machine at the pub just looks so sinful, and the alcohol gives you an extra buzz of confidence when you're talking to him afterwards, leading to a good night with George...
☁️"Nights out" - Just a plain, fluffy cuddles n kisses style oneshot reflecting on what it'd be like when George came home after a night out- a huggy, touchy drunk bf ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ
☁️"Christmas Imagines" - A note-form story of getting Christmas decorations out and celebrating alongside boyfriend!George... V fluffy and wholesome :)
☁️ "Snow!" - Friends to lovers, featuring ATV, ChrisMD, WillNE, Mia, Immallexx, Alice, Cam n Chloe all celebrating in the apartment when the snow starts covering the London streets which they race down to play in. Super fluffy G Clarkey x y/n festive Winter vibes
🔞"Eating Out HC's" - headcanons of what the Chaos crew would be like giving head "Harry Potter x Chaos Crew HC's" - what these goofies would be like in a Harry Potter/Hogwarts Alternate Universe ✨
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Isaac ItalianBach Smith
<tbc!>
ALL!! - silly little drabbles "Chaos Crew as lawyers" "Chaos Crew on a Roadtrip" "Chaos Crew Cooking" Cutesy lil platform roulette moments (1),(2),(3)
looking for someone you can't find? Head back to the main masterlist to check out the other masterlists to see if the person you're looking for is there! Don't be scared to send a message via DMs or thru the inbox if you need any help xx
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landoslvr · 2 months
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MRS CLARKEY | g. clarke
summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs clarkey'. [social media AU.]
pairing: fem!reader x george clarke
faceclaim: steph hui
notes: first piece for mrs george out of the wag universe. steph is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs clarkey, hopefully you like it! this is the longest one I've done so far.. definitely want to do a fic for their first meeting and for the useless hotline podcast- maybe even the ski trip!
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yourinstagram happy halloween 💋💋
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user you're literally so hot y/n
user I want to be you so bad
user how can I look like that
user jeez u flexible or something baby?
user the dress? the hair? the makeup??? unreal
yourinstagram thank you!! I did it myself xxx
user shes godly
user have fun tonight!!
user she's the only girl I know to have an impromptu photoshoot and then go out drinking
yourinstagram gotta take the outfit for a spin!!!
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georgeclarkeey you should've seen the other guy!
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user george wth
user its the vomit on the cheerleading outfit for me
chrismd10 looking good mate
wroetoshaw nice eyebrow....... eyebrow singular
georgeclarkeey yes I got that thank you
user AS IF Y/N FOUND HIM ON HER NIGHT OUT
user I KNOW!! I came from her tweets after everyone tagging this guy
chrismd10 you getting referred to as 'this guy' on your own post is so funny to me
georgeclarkeey well, you're huge aren't you?
imallexx loving the new look mate
user waiting for y/n to join the comments 🫣
user me too 😶😶
yourinstagram its great to know what you look like with both of your eyebrows george! a pleasure to have met you, despite the circumstances...
georgeclarkeey my left eyebrow was too intimidated by seeing betty boop in the flesh it ran away!
user my heart 😭
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yourinstagram went on the useless hotline podcast this week to talk about me saving the george clarke! thank you very much for having me boys 🤍
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user she's just so pretty
user as if model queen y/n saved youtuber george clarke 😭 not over that at all
georgeclarkeey always a pleasure, you're welcome back anytime you feel like scraping me off of the pavement
yourinstagram anytime you need me, I'll be there to call the ambulance
user LOVE that coat
georgeclarkeey also feeling something.. or someone.. is missing from this post?
yourinstagram idk what you want from me here clarke
max_balegde ahhhhhh!!!!!! such a pleasure to meet the woman that singlehandedly saved my co-host from death <3 thanks so much for coming on, martini besties for life now
yourinstagram call me anytime you need multiple olives!!!
max_balegde three olives, extra dry!!
user stop I hope they all stay friends 😭
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yourinstagram casual 'saved your life/face' dinner post
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user nahhhhhhhhh because this is a date
user y/n looks so good 😭😭
user lets not ignore George Clarke wearing something other than a t-shirt
chrismd10 impressed you managed to get him in slacks!
georgeclarkeey your mum brought them for me
user THAT DRESS
user I just wanna be you y/n
user George has major cake its not funny
max_balegde literally should be criminal
georgeclarkeey you saved my life I am eternally grateful
yourinstagram 👽👽👽
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yourinstagram visiting the mountain tops with some new friends x
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user bitch we know that's george clarkey, fess up
max_balegde the love of my life really tbh, you look sooooo good
yourinstagram max I'll cry
user drop the link for the jackets!!
user that is george clarke's watch missy
user so you just so happen to be on a ski trip at the same time at george and his friends?????????? coincidence? I think NOT
user I know george is using ever fibre of his being not to comment on this right now
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georgeclarkeey there's 'snow' way it's this cold in the mountains
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user Y/N TAKE OF THE SKI MASK COWARD
user we literally know it's her
chrismd10 handsome fellas
user literally just tell us you're dating guys
wroetoshaw high altitude my friend
user love these pics of the boys together
arthurtv distinguished skiers and snowboarders
charliehutchens really good ones too
user do you think y/n had to throw her phone out of her hotel room to stop herself from commenting?
user yes, yes I do
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yourinstagram out and about ✈️🗺️
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user should we tell y/n that she posted a picture of George in the 4th slide and then proceeded to cut his head out of the 6th one????
user let her live in peace I guess
user wow no one is immune to stupidity these days 😭
user can't believe they took her so young
georgeclarkeey you're not getting that poster back
yourinstagram if you dont return my harry styles poster I will sue
georgeclarkeey I live with a lawyer, so good luck with that darling
user DARLING???? LITERALLY JUST PUNCH ME IN THE FACE NEXT TIME GEORGE
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georgeclarkeey chris informed us that you all know we're dating so no more discreet photo dumps I guess?
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user WAR IS OVERRRRRR
user quick everyone act like we didn't see this shit coming
user the way he tried to do her dirty in the last 3 pics but he literally can't
user she's just so pretty
user I wanna be her
max_balegde mrs clarkey!!!!!!
yourinstagram !!!!!
chrismd10 you're so welcome mate
user she's so gorgeous
user kills me
user george x y/n girlies won today
yourinstagram 🤍🤍🤍 love you big stupid idiot 🤍🤍🤍 once I posted the invisalign it was over..
georgeclarkeey guys gotta eat
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yourinstagram casual 'I can finally post my boyfriend' post!!!!
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user guys I love today
user this makes me so happy
chrismd10 the power of drunken lime bike rides!
yourinstagram thank you lime bikes
user the alien picture kills me
max_balegde can't wait to have you back on the pod as mrs clarkey
yourinstagram a promotion, for me???
user george is so cute, I envy y/n!
arthurtv it's about time tbh
user I've been waiting for this one
georgeclarkeey was worth losing half of an eyebrow I guess
yourinstagram maybe the eyebrows were the friends we made along the way?
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sirenlulls · 11 months
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lovers rock → g. clarkey
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pairing — george clarkey x fem!reader
summary — after one too many drinks on a night out with grace, you know you can always call george
but if you're too drunk to drive and the music is right, she might let you stay, but just for the night. and if she grabs for your hand and drags you along, she might want to kiss before the end of the song...
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you were sat at your pc, legs tucked under you as you edited down some footage for a new video where you heard george laughing on the bed behind you. "what?" you half-pulled your headphones off, looking at him with a small smile and a tilted head.
"have you seen the video joe took of you last night?" instantly your heart sank. "george, please tell me he didn't post that." your boyfriend could barely look at you without suppressing a laugh. "no!" you yelled. "i have an image to uphold, people cannot know i'm a messy bitch."
"it's not that bad." he tried to reason, but with the no-bullshit look you sent him, he just nodded. "okay, it's a bit bad. but it's sweet!" you sighed, setting your headphones aside to lay beside him on the bed. "show me."
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"you! you are my soulmate. i love you!" you slurred with grace's face smushed in your hands while joe and max wheezed in the background, phones out and recording.
"love you too, babes." she laughed. "but maybe it's time we get you home, yeah?"
you nodded mindlessly before perking up with a gasp. "i have a boyfriend! i'm gonna call my boyfriend." joe filmed max deadpanning at the camera before rolling his eyes, sick to death of you and george. you rummaged through your bag before happily pulling out your phone and calling george.
a groggy "you alright?" was the first thing you were greeted with and with wide eyes and your hand covering your mouth, you remembered how late it was. "shit, you were sleeping, i'm sorry." "no, it's okay, don't worry." he was quick to assure you, but when you kept apologising for waking him, he simply asked, "is grace with you?" when you responded, he asked you to give her the phone.
"she's smashed, mate, i'm sorry." she said through laughter as you moved to hug max. "where are you? i'll come get her." grace sent him your location before handing you back the phone. max handed you a bottle of water from his bag while you waited.
after a few minutes, george pulled up by the club you were all huddled outside, immediately going to put his arm around you. "ew! get off, I have a boyfriend!" you squirmed away with a disgusted face before turning around and seeing who it was. with a bright grin, you flung your arms around his neck. "george!!"
your friends laughed from behind you, and george smiled tiredly. "hey." "hi." you grinned dopily up at him, your chin pressed to his chest. he nodded goodbye to the others, you waved dramatically while george guided you to the car and made sure you were strapped in before going to the drivers seat.
while george drove, streetlights flickering over his face, you stared at him, not saying anything. "you okay?" he asked, looking over at you during a red light. "you're really pretty." george huffed out a laugh, smiling. "you're really pretty too." "no, you're like really really pretty. like, are you real? are you an ai?" he threw his head back, laughter echoing through the car and your smile grew impossibly wider. "i can't proudly say i'm real, love." "i don't believe you. you're a liar." you huffed, folding your arms and looking out the window at the buildings you passed.
after a few minutes passed and george hadn't heard anything from you, he looked over and saw you with your face pressed against the window, soft snores falling from your lips. he turned the radio down. when you pulled up the the apartment, george picked you up and carried you in, opening the door as quietly as possible and setting you down on your bed. he went to the bathroom and grabbed a makeup wipe, gently taking off your slightly smudged mascara with a fond smile. he took off your dress and untied your heels, and when you were comfortably cozied up in one of his old t-shirts, he peeled back the covers and pulled them up to your waist, knowing you'd twist to curl into him when he got into bed.
he was right, of course, because the moment he lay down, you twisted on your side, nose to the crook of his neck and arm thrown over his torso. his hand snaked over your shoulder, gently toying with your hair until he fell asleep again. he kissed your forehead, soaking in the domesticity.
it wasn't how he'd planned to spend his saturday night, but if every night got to end with you tucked into his side like that, george was glad to be real.
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0san-ta0 · 9 days
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I Wish to Forget About You| g. clarkey
synopsis ★ george and y/n break up because of conflicting life paths but your heart just can't let the memories go.
pairing ★ fem!reader x george clarkey
author's notes ★ I hope you're having an amazing day/night! an impromptu fic cause I was in my feelings!! hope you enjoy!! <3
life with him was just perfect. he was everything you could ever want or need in a man. smart, kind, attentive, loving, patient, funny and the list could go on forever. waking up next to him every morning felt like heaven and you thanked your lucky stars everytime your eyes laid on his sleeping figure. how he would make you breakfast every morning no matter how packed his schedule was and you would return the favour by making sure when he got home he had a home cooked meal waiting for him. your nightly routine of laying in the couch together whilst he ranted about his day with your fingers raking through his hair and he urged for you to tell him about yours. the numerous odd gifts you received from his travels with his friends which made him think of you. your apartment had become a statement of your love for each other, his hoodies where draped everywhere, his shoes near the door and the gaming system near your TV along with the numerous bits and bobs from his travels. you changed so much for him, for yourself, all because you saw the man you would spend the rest of your life with.
if only you knew, how horribly it would all end and leave you feeling as if there was nothing left for you. it started off with small things, he began staying out more due to the new people he was meeting or when started getting more opportunities to go abroad and experience new things and make new connections. sadly, you had your own life with content that needed to be made and people to meet, so were you supposed to stop for him, to get to spend more time with your boyfriend? the small things started to grow as he started to appear around your apartment less and you could count on your hand the last time he stepped foot inside. you made an effort to text him on his trips, call and just make sure he new you loved him and missed his presence. but, as time wore on the replies got shorter and shorter before it started to become a short 'k' or 'ok'. you loved him. you couldn't even begin to fathom stopping him from accomplishing his dreams because you felt lonely.
you never imagined the day would come that you would sit alone in your apartment, clutching his hoodie's to your chest with sobs racking your body. never in a million years would you have thought that you would lay here feeling the cold wood underneath your cheek as you tried to convince yourself that he still loved you. that maybe he just hadn't seen you 20 texts and 12 calls or that he didn't have time. when did he start not having time for you? earlier after another week of not seeing george you tried to text him to come over to your apartment to talk. you tried calling, you tried texting again, then calling and then texting again until it became utterly apparent that he wasn't going to answer. you felt defeated, deciding that maybe you could clean up to pass the time before he answered. which led you to picking up his hoodie which was draped across your couch from the last time he was over. you brought it up to your nose to take in his scent stupidly, and it broke the seal on your emotions which resulted in you dragging yourself to floor tears spilling from your eyes.
two hours later you had recovered as best you could, eyes still puffy and red whilst your throat felt raw and you didn't even want to get started on your face. you lay on the couch, the tv providing you with ambient noise to distract you from your thoughts that threatened to consume you. the sound of keys clinking together came from outside the door along with the familiar voice of your 'boyfriend' as the door swung open.
"y/n?" george called softly, all the lights in your apartment were off except for the faint television glow.
he walked inside locking the door behind him and moving towards the sound of the television. his eyes came to fall on your figure curled up on the couch with a pillow stuffed in your arms. he smiles softly walking around the edge and moving to sit next to you. you sit up and stare at him, at this point you didn't have the energy to do anything else.
"where were you?" you asked, your voice came out barely above a whisper. your eyes glanced over him, in the pale light you could see he was dressed nicely. a black button down shirt and some jeans, with that same stupid smile on his face. he seemed to be doing well whilst you were stuck in here bawling your eyes out about him. honestly the thought made you angry but you couldn't find the strength to let it bubble to the surface.
he raises his eyebrows in surprise, "what do you mean? I told you that the sidemen invited me to go out with them to celebrate the shoot?"
you smile, a small giggle escaped your lips as you started into his eyes. "george, sweetheart are you sure you told ME that?" you made sure to emphasize the 'me' because to the best of your knowledge you hadn't spoken to this man in days.
"of course I told you about it. I told you about when the they brought it up on Monday."
you stared at him incredulously, "George you mean the same Monday that you were in a whole other country filming with chip? the same Monday which marked the third day which you didn't even read my messages? the same fucking Monday which I stayed up until 3 in the morning to catch you when you weren't filming in hopes that you would respond to me with atleast a hello." by this point your voice was getting higher and higher as your anger came to the surface.
he shook his head, "you knew that we were extra busy with those videos. when would I have time to text you back? when I was literally driving in the country side in a three wheeled vehicle?"
you could tell that he was starting to get annoyed, in your mind he had no reason to be annoyed because whilst he was out partying his life away you were here. sitting alone questioning why you were even still together, why you were putting yourself through this and supposedly dragging him down with you.
"look I asked you here because I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to ask you if you still wanted this." she gestured between the two of you.
"if you still wanted us. and before you open you open your mouth and try to say anything I want to say my piece."
you held your hand up and took a breath, "george over the last few months you've been distant and cold and I've tried so many times to try and talk to you. I've tried to tell you how I felt but every single time you have something new going on or you're to tired or any of your mirage of excuses. and now I'm fucking tired of crying myself to sleep hoping that somewhere in your heeart you still love me and you still care about me. I'm tired of praying that you'll come home, that you'll answer my God damned calls. I'm tired of struggling and I think we should take a break."
he stared at you mouth agape for a few moments, he reached his hand over to take yours. you pulled away and scooted back to put more distance between the two of you.
"please y/n! you need to rethink this, I need you." he whispers, leaning towards you.
you stood up from the ccouch, walking toward your bedroom, "i've spent weeks thinking about this, about us and I don't want us to end but you genuinely hurt me. even if I don't want us to end I cant keep living like this, the constant sadness and fear isn't good for me."
you reached a hand to wipe your cheeks as your tears had started to fall again. "I know its late, you can sleep on the couch for tonight and tomorrow you can gather your things and go home. As much as it hurts me, staying with you like this is even worse."
with that you turned on your heel and walked into your bedroom closing the door behind you softly before throwing yourself onto you bed to begin sobbing again.
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ells-18 · 10 months
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- the one where y/n confirms what the fans think -
SAVING GRACE. GEORGE CLARKEY.
“Welcome back to another episode of the Saving Grace podcast!” Grace exclaims. “Now today, we have a veryyy special guest..”
I laugh and the camera pans to me.
“It’s my best friend, y/nnnnn!” She claps.
“I’m glad you’ve finally asked me to be on this! Took you long enough, g” I chuckle while taking a sip of my drink.
“the people love you, what can I say” Grace says, crossing one leg over the other.
“So y/n” Grace clasps her hands together.
“Gracie” I respond.
“There’s been some interesting speculations about you online recently. Would you mind if we spoke about it?” She asked, smirking. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
I shake my head and chuckle. “Yes, we can speak about it”
Grace pulls out her phone and places glasses on her face. It made me laugh out loud, cackle even. She is so unintentionally hilarious.
“Oi! I’ll have you know I’m basically bastarding blind I can’t see!” She defends herself, scrolling through her phone.
“What are you even doing?” I ask.
“This” she turns her phone to face me, a specific photo was lighten up on her phone screen. On the podcast the photo will be blurred.
One of the cameramen played a dramatic sound effect that had me laughing again.
“Grace.. you already know about this!” I say referring to the photo.
“I think it’s time you tell the public?” She suggests.
“Is he here?” I mouth to Grace.
She nods, pointing her head towards HIM.
I catch his eyes and he grins, sending me a cute thumbs up.
George and I have actually been together for quite a few months, only close friends like Grace and Billy, Max, Andrew, Alex and Arthur etc know about us. We wanted to keep it from the public for a while as we wanted time to ourself. It’s been 7 months.. I think it’s time.
I look at Grace and nod. She squeals.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMAN.. the first and probably couple reveal on Saving Grace is happening RIGHT NOW”
I laugh at her enthusiasm.
“Y/n babe this has got to be my favourite episode yet” Grace says with her thick accent.
“So guys.. should I introduce?” I ask no one in particular, hearing some cheers from some camera and audio equipment.
“I think it’s pretty obvious to be honest BUT lest welcome him” Grace states.
“Welcome to the Saving Grace podcast.. the one and only.. George Clarkey!” Grace exclaims, clapping her hands as he wants into frame.
I can’t help but cover my face hiding my blush.
He walks over to me, places his hands on my waist and lifts me up and sits down, placing my on his leg.
I wrap my arms around his neck and lean my head on his. “Hello stranger”
He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. “Hello you”
“Why can’t Billy treat me like this! We are having words!!” Grace groans, taking a sip of her drink.
“Oi if George is allowed on the podcast why haven’t me and Andrew been called yet?!” Max walks into frame, wearing a Disney lanyard covered in pins. Also wearing a Disney t shirt and Sully (monsters inc) slippers.
I look down at George and he looks up to me, we burst out into laughter, leaning my forehead against his.
“Max what the fuck?” Grace snorts laugher, looking at her other friend who seems to have robbed a Disney store.
“What is it with max and Disney?” I laugh to myself.
“Sorry Grace.. he found a Disney store on the way here..” Andrew sighs. “What’s he like?” He laughs and we all join in.
“Well that’s it guys.. for a chaotic episode of Saving Grace. Congrats to my besties y/n and George for finally making it official meaning I can post all the embarrassing loving photos I’ve took of you both-“
“What?” George and I ask simultaneously, making max and Andrew laugh.
“If you’ve been listening, thank you so much and remember to like and share! Bye for now!”
“cut!”
“Well that was chaotic” I say, and everyone nods in agreement.
“Fancy a drink?” I ask my friends.. and boyfriend.
Max automatically struts to me, pulling me away from George’s lap.
“Hey!” George complains.
“Lets get ready” he turns to Grace grabbing her hand. “Let’s look sexyyy for our men” he whispers.
A night out in London with my favourite people. How could I say no?
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easemysoul · 2 years
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REQUESTING RULES
- Requests: CLOSED -
- Feel free to send in requests after reading the everything below -
reminder: I only write when inspired/ I feel like it
- If you’d like to request someone not listed, send it in and I will decide if I’m comfortable writing for that person -
Film/Series/Actors/Actresses/Music/Youtube/Other:
- Film/Series -
Top Boy, Saltburn, Gran Turismo, Law & Order: SVU, Criminal Minds, 9-1-1, The 100, Animal Kingdom, Grey's Anatomy, Peaky Blinders, Teen Wolf, Harry Potter + more
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Archie Madekwe, Cillian Murphy, Barry Keoghan, Callum Turner + more
- Music -
Kano, Young Adz, Dirtbike LB, Dave, AJ Tracey, Central Cee + more
- Youtube -
The Sidemen, Calfreezy, ArthurTV, George Clarkey, The Burnt Chip, ChrisMD + more
- Other -
Louis Rees-Zammit
Racing:
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Lewis Hamilton, Oscar Piastri, Yuki Tsunoda
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Jack Doohan, Victor Martins, Arthur Leclerc, Zane Maloney, Frederik Vesti
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Franco Colapinto
- W Series -
Naomi Schiff, Jessica Hawkins, Nerea Martí, Marta García, Abbi Pulling + more
- Other -
Alex Peroni, Antonio Giovinazzi, Callum Ilott, Gianluca Petecof, Sebastian Vettel + more
Football:
- Men -
Almost any Chelsea player (including ones on loan), Marcus Rashford, Jude Bellingham, Yassine Bounou, Tyrone Mings, Ben Chilwell, Xavi Simons, Erling Haaland, Conor Coady, Billy Gilmour, Jordan Pickford, Bukayo Saka, Giovanni Reyna, Antonee Robinson, Tyler Adams, Brenden Aaronson, Nick Pope, Emile Smith Rowe, Aaron Ramsdale, Ethan Horvath, Ethan Ampadu, Trent Alexander-Arnold, Curtis Jones, Harvey Elliott, Harvey Vale, Jude Soonsup-Bell, Jobe Bellingham, Jarell Quansah, Bashir Humphreys + more
- Women -
Leah Williamson, Millie Bright, Bethany England, Rachel Daly, Lucy Bronze, Zećira Mušović, Lauren James, Erin Cuthbert, Niamh Charles, Georgia Stanway, Ellen White, Jill Scott, Alessia Russo, Guro Reiten + more
People and topics I won’t write for/about:
- People -
Most L*verpool players, Marco Alonso, George Russell, Lando Norris, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Marcus Armstrong, Christian Lundgaard, Nikita Mazepin, Fernando Alonso, Jüri Vips, Liam Lawson, Max Verstappen, Alessio Deledda, Jamie Chadwick, Amaury Cordeel, Harry Kane, Gareth Southgate, Harry Maguire, Cr*stiano R*naldo, M*son G*eenwood, Anyone that supports G*eenwood, A*tony and B*njamin M*ndy.
- Topics -
Anything with abuse (this includes emotional abuse)
Spitting (will only write about this if I feel like it fits the fic and I’m comfortable with it)
Anyone below the age of 18
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quietmonologues · 5 years
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Okay but Clarke being alive is basically that video of Miley Cyrus yelling “I’M BACK MOTHERF******! THEY TRIED TO F****** KILL ME”! 
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lvcygraybaird · 5 years
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my personality really is just a combination of my favorite characters from the last 5 shows ive watched.........
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commander-anya · 6 years
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I got it! Stay still. 
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g-xix · 5 months
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Christmas Imagines! | George Clarkey
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-Waking up 1st December and deciding that it's time to get the Christmas decorations out.
-You wake George up and whilst he's still huffing and grumbling you make two coffees because you are absolutely BUZZING for the day to begin and want the energy to absolutely power through the day
-George comes downstairs in grey sweats and a beige jumper n u literally have to drag him back upstairs and wrestle the beige off to replace it with a seasonal sweater
-At least after having his coffee he seemed a bit more excited to start the Christmas decorations, asking whether you'd be interested in putting up a snowman with him, made entirely from fake snow just to confuse everyone as to how we had a snowman whilst it hadn't snowed since last year. -He was met with a surprising yes-but-only-if-we-also-make-him-look-like-frosty
-The two of you got to work on the lights firstly though, wrapping fairy lights around the balcony and over every surface in the house which blue-tack could hold it against
-George came back from the junk-room (you'd both assigned a space for just putting random crap in and donned it the "junk room") after fifteen or so minutes holding what looked like a white and red sack. He caught your surprised look but just grinned and attached a connected plug to the wall and said "Just watch this-"
-Five minutes later there was a giant inflatable Santa and snowman in your living room
-The Santa inflatable was also too big for the apartment and thus his head was awkwardly squished up against the roof
-George was proud of it nonetheless.
"Wanna make snowflakes?" You asked after the first break of the day.
"What do you mean?" George asked, brows pinched together in confusion yet eyes wide in interest.
"You know, fold the paper in half then half again and cut them out...?" Your explanation was met with an unchanged, blank look which made you gasp at his obliviousness. "Don't tell me you never did that as a kid?!"
"Have I missed out on something?"
"YES! But no- it's never too late, c'mon, let's do it now-"
-For the next two hours, yourself and George were sat cross legged on the floor folding over your pieces of paper to cut circles out, before cutting more random holes into those to make yourself snowflakes
-You glanced up every so often before looking back down with a warm, glowing smile, having caught a glimpse of George's tongue stuck out whilst he concentrated on making his snowflakes nice and even. Too cute.
-You tried to suspend the paper creations from the ceiling with a piece of string but couldn't reach the ceiling, and just banged your hand when you tried to jump 
-George refused to help the first time you asked for him to just do it... Instead, he held up the phone and recorded you trying to drag a cardboard box over to stand on
-He also burst out laughing as you stepped on it and fell through the box the moment you took your other foot off of the ground, collapsing in a cardboard-heap on the floor which has George genuinely wheezing
"George, at least give me a hand you prat- this is all your fault!" You groaned and rubbed your lower back which had taken the weight of the fall. 
After wiping his tears, George found the kindness within him to extend a hand for you to pull yourself up with. You slapped your palm into his and gripped it with your fingers- pulling yourself up? No; why would you take the cowards way out?
Instead, George fell down with a shriek also- landing on the cardboard box besides you and crumpling to the floor- allowing you your turn to laugh at George's suffering. Like a broken man, he lay groaning atop the cardboard, making tears begin forming at the corners of your eyes with the way he looked so berefted of his prior superiority.
"NO!" George made you let out a shriek as his arms snaked around your waist, preventing you from getting up to grab your phone from the table and snap a picture of him. Rather, you toppled backwards (phone in hand) and landed against George's chest, wiggling and laughing through cries as you told George to "GET OFF!" as his arms held you tightly against his chest, confining you in prison and rendering you unable to take blackmail photos of him.
"NEVER!" He shout-replied, the feeling of his chest vibrating against your back with his words soothing and healing the inner child as you heard the grin in his voice despite all the chaos.
In the end, a truce was called and George removed his arms to allow you to wiggle yourself so that your chest was against his- eyes level with his own as you leaned in and met your smiling lips in a sweet, chaste kiss, only pulling away when you found yourself too unable to form your lips into a kiss from how hard you were grinning.
-By about five o'clock it had already gotten dark and the two of you had broken backs and plans to leave the Christmas tree for the following weekend
-A fireplace with great orange flames danced and licked the coals on the television, the screensaver a mere echo of the warmth you of the Christmas spirit that was exuded from the apartment
-A well deserved lie-down break was taken. Half an hour of lethargic lying down and napping or scrolling through your phone on the bed, together... 
-Whilst George scrolled through TikTok, you rest your head on his body which he humfh-ed at, but threaded a hand through your hair nonetheless, massaging your scalp as you closed your eyes and just let your head lie heavy against his squidge, rocking up and down with each deep breath he took...
-Until you started getting hungry and realised you hadn't eaten til breakfast
-Of course, you could've made an easy and filling meal for dinner, like some pasta or rice... But something about all the Christmas glamour of the day rendered you unable to fixate on anything apart from baking some festive Christmas cookies. 
"I'll get a recipe up- why are you looking at me like that." George dropped his phone down as you shot him a disgusted look.
"It's bloody sugar cookies we're making here, George, you don't need a recipe for that... Just add the ingredients 'til it feels like enough."
"What if you go over...?"
"Then you've got shitty sugar cookies- big deal!?"
George sighed yet let you continue pulling out the flour, eggs, sugar and allsorts from the pantry and fridge.
"You wanna see my party trick?" You looked up from the bowl with a grin,watching as George had degenerated to spinning the kettle. He nodded eagerly, however, coming towards you like a lost puppy and looking down to the bowl- waiting to see something happen.
The sense was knocked out of him, however, as you used his forehead as a surface to crack your egg, before splitting the gooey insides into the bowl with a giggle, turning back to a dazed George who weakly touched his forehead.
"C'mon, it wasn't that hard..." George didn't respond, too busy trying to feel for a lump from the collision against his forehead. "Oh bloody hell, what do you want- kisses to make it better?"
George threw a disgusted look, eliciting a snort from you as you saw it. 
"You wanna beat the eggs for me?"
"Not really."
"Oh please George, I wanna see those arms in action- why go gym every week and get such big sexy arms if you're not even gonna use them to-"
"Okay fine I get the point, I'll do it just so long as you... Stop.... Please."
It was laughable how awkwardly complimenting George could make him do practically anything for you. You knew that he had a love-hate relationship with compliments- on the one hand, always trying to brush them under the rug because they were JUST so awkward... and yet he also loved knowing that he was seen. You'd found the balance on how you could show your boyfriend love everything which you saw in him without smothering him and maybe that was why you two worked so well; alternately, you hated bullshitters, and he only ever gave a compliment if he really, genuinely saw something jaw-dropping.
"This good?" George looked up to ask whether the eggs looked mixed enough. They most certainly did- though you debated telling him that they weren't just to see his triceps in action for longer. 
Damn he has nice muscles, you thought. Even if he was your boyfriend, you'd never stop realising just how good-looking your boyfriend was, every day you spent with him. 
"Yep, that's good. Just some sugar now." 
You gave the instructions and let George do the manual labour, simply watching and giving the occasional input. It was so warm in the kitchen- the preheated oven serving as a delicious radiator and warming your fluffy-pyjama-covered body. Your legs dangled from the countertop as you sat besides the mixing bowl, resisting the urges to dip your finger into the vanilla mix that smelled all too good that it was almost a relief when George inhibited the temptation by shoving the tray of cookie mix into the oven
"Fifteen minutes," He contentedly sighed, slinging a tea towel over his shoulder and wiping his hands. He looked so domestic and wife-y in that moment. You felt yourself grinning uncontrollably at the sweet thought. "What, what are you smiling at...?"
"Nothing," You looked down and tried to shake off your grin to no avail.
"C'mon, I feel like it's something interesting..."
"It's nothing, really, Georgie..."
"Oh yeah?" He rested his arms on either side of your legs on the counter, leaning his weight below you and looking up with two big, indigo eyes which crinkled in the corners as a smile of his own stretched across his face.
"Yeah," You agreed contentedly. "I just love you, Georgie."
He let out a breath of laughter. "I love you too, my lovely." 
You felt privileged in his arms- munching your iced and decorated sugar cookies and watching the first Christmas film of the year snug against his fluffy hoodie. 
"Hey, Georgie?" You whispered, the baileys and cookies leaving you warm in the stomach and heavy on the eyelids.
"Mhm?" He looked down, running a gentle hand through your locks which were across his lap as you rest your head on his thigh. 
"I can't wait to spend Christmas with you."
"Me neither, lovely, me neither."
"Are we going up to yours for Christmas?"
"Yep, and you can meet my sister and my family- and the dog of course... Then boxing day we go over to yours..."
"Yeah, so you can meet my Mum and Dad..."
"I can't wait... Really, genuinely."
You couldn't muster up a reply, all too low on energy, so instead you settled for pressing a kiss against George's thigh which you rest your head on, basking in the headpats which he delivered and cuddling up to his bodily warmth as you felt yourself slipping away and falling asleep in the arms of your no1 boyfriend.
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I know the bitches have been PRAYING on some George Clarkey content so here we go! Let the Christmas oneshots begin asw lol, hope you enjoyed the festive content bc spoiler asw, i have more G Clarkey Xmas oneshots 'round the corner!
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bellamyblake · 6 years
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Clarke wearing Jasper’s googles in season 5
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sirenlulls · 11 months
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I THINK HE KNOWS → g. clarkey
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pairing — george clarkey x fem!reader
summary —what mr george clarkey would be like as your boyfriend <3
written for my 100 follower celebration
make me wanna know that body's like it's mine. he got that boyish look that I like in a man
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clingy bf
but undercover clingy
like he'll play it off whenever anyone else is around but the second you're alone he will literally collapse his whole bodyweight on you and not let you up
such a sassy bitch
if you're an influencer/content creator as well then he will be so invested in any and all goss
"she did not!" "how dare they?!"
would refer to you as "the missus" in videos 24/7
or "the 'ole ball and chain" if he's feeling especially old-timey and cheeky
cannot wait to wife you up
like seriously
i feel like, as much as you love him, you'd rarely bring him as your plus one to a lot of brand events
especially if you're a beauty influencer
because you'd be out chatting to everyone and networking and he'd be awkwardly holding a drink in the corner bcs you're the only one he knows
bring grace instead xx
you'd be on saving grace
it'd be such a well rated ep because you'd have such great banter and taking the piss out of george and everyone
whenever you're getting ready for anything, george would just sit on the bed and stare at you
obsessed bf
he knows he got lucky
you got lucky too tho bcs he would litch do anything for you
he's such a sweetheart i love him
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live-laugh-lenney · 2 months
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For clarkey and television boobs or bum??
oh good god...
A R T H U R
he's definitely a boob guy.
without a doubt.
his hands are the perfect size to hold them, which he's no stranger to doing on the frequent occasion, whether it be resting his hands over them whilst cuddling on the sofa or squeezing them in his palms as he attaches his mouth to her nipples.
he's like a cheeky schoolboy whenever she wears any kind of clothing that was revealing of her chest region. whether it be from a dress or from a top that was low-cut, he's a giggling mess and he goes all shy and he can't seem to tear his eyes away from the supple swells of her breasts showing from her clothes.
and she has to remind him, "my eyes are up here, pervert."
to which he stutters out his apologies with a nervous laugh.
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G E O R G E
bum.
all day, every day.
he's such a bum guy.
he loves his girl's behind and he'll find any reason to touch it. when at home, he has free reign to squeeze a cheek every time she walks past him or give her a cheeky slap when he's following behind her or in the kitchen with her. when they're at an event together, he'll wrap an arm around her waist throughout the night but, by the end of the night or when he's a few pints deep, he's practically cupping her bum without a care in the world on who's looking.
his eyes will always take in and relish upon the curves of her behind.
"i can feel you looking."
"can't a man just admire the view before him?"
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0san-ta0 · 2 days
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I Wish I Could Forget About You| g. clarkey (Part 2)
synopsis ★ george and y/n have been on 'break' for a while, leaving them both miserable and reflective. when they finally meet again the heart finally gets what it wants.
pairing ★ fem!reader x george clarkey
author's notes ★ hi! hope you're having an amazing day/night! sorry for the long wait life's been pretty hectic but I hope you enjoy!! <33
it had been a month since you sat in your living room and watched george drag his stuff out of your apartment. you had to be honest with yourself, the first two weeks were hell. of course you had partially become accustomed to george not being around but, back then there was the tiny thought in the back of your mind that he would return to you. now as the days kept moving you started to think that maybe he never would be back. your time was made even worse as george hadn't stopped texting and calling the entire time and you were stupid enough to listen to his voicemails which left you in absolute shambles.
he begged you to take him back, he begged for you to atleast let him hear your voice or to atleast look at him. the day he left he returned to his shared apartment where he walked past his friends without as much as a hello and holed himself up in his room. the boys could feel the sadness emanating from him as his door slammed shut and they could only imagine what he had went through. george sat on the floor infront of his bed and cried, for the first time in years he let tears flow down his cheeks. he hadn't realised how badly he fucked up. how his actions towards you had hurt you so much. he didn't blame you for leaving, he couldn't blame you for leaving. but god, the two weeks were the worst he had ever had in his life. not being able to see your face, to touch your skin, to even just smell your perfume was driving him mad. coupled with the immense bullying he faced from all his friends after he relayed the events from the night before, his life was horrible.
both arthur's were your biggest advocates when george started ranting to them about your decision. they both had been big in reminding him that he needed to make sure that he was giving you adequate love and attention because you were amazing to him. now it was them drilling it into his head that in this case he was absolutely in the wrong and that all they could advise him was to apologise to you and try to take accountability. but it was hard to apologise when you refused to even read his texts. he needed to try though because without you it felt pointless living. after the second week he decided that he would give you space to think and process what was happening and honestly, he hated it even more than just being away from you.
from your perspective, you were equally or even more miserable. you were second guessing your decision, wishing only to kiss and make up with george. the voice in the back of your head reminding you that you need to stand your ground and get a decent relationship. putting aside your morals now, wasn't going to help the situation or get george to miraculously change his ways.
you spent your days wandering around your apartment rearranging everything, hoping it would erase the memories. but it only ended up being a sick joke as everything you touched made you remember george. the couch where he would lay in your lap whilst you watched your favourite movies or the kitchen where he would place you on the counter and kiss you senseless. you missed his you touch, his scent, his presence, you missed everything about him.
a knock sounded on your door and you turned your head to stare at it. a groan escapes your lips as you stand, sulking towards the door. leaning forward you look through the peephole and your eyes are met with a familiar head of blonde hair.
"y/n, please. I know you're there. I just....." he trails off taking a breath, "I just need to talk to you. please, I can't take it anymore."
his voice through the door was muffled but you could hear the hesitation in his voice. through the peephole you watched as his shoulders slumped and ran a hand through his hair.
before you have the time to register what you were doing, your hand reaches forward to unlock the door. outside george's head perks up and comes face to face with you. his eyes are bloodshot and puffy, his skin blotchy and red. your heart felt heavy as you stared at his disheveled appearance, regretting every decision she had made leading up to this moment.
he opened his mouth to speak but before he could say a word you put up your hand to stop him. "george?" was all she could muster before you felt tears threatening to fall again.
"sorry for showing up unannounced. I just really needed to see you, honestly life's been horrid without you. and I know that you leaving was all my doing but all I need is a minute of your time to apologise. if after that you don't want to take me back then that's fine but please just listen." he sputters out, eyes burning into yours.
you give him a simple nod of your head and he continues. "I've spent the past few weeks listening to arthur giving me shit about how I acted towards you and I can tell you now that the way I acted towards you was absolutely disgusting. you have every right to hate me but I just need you to know that I'm sorry. and I know that sorry can't even begin to fix what we had but i just need you to know that I understand what I did and I promise to you that I will never ever let you become a second place in my life. I promise that if you forgive me that I will never ever take you for granted again because being without you has been the worst experience of my life and I never wish to experience.."
then your resolve snapped and all you could do was lean forward to press your lips to his, effectively cutting off his rant. his arms snacked around your waist and your arms found their way to his shoulders. you'd missed moments like these, moments where it felt like you were the only two people in the world, where you felt like wanted and needed.
pulling away you stared into his eyes for a brief moment. "I missed you too george. But, if you think for a moment that I will ever let you hurt me again and be as forgiving as I am now then you're sorely mistaken."
he gazed at her, nodding quickly, "thank you for giving me another chance. you have nothing to worry about and If you ever believe that I'm not loving you enough then you can leave, no questions asked."
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trashy-greyjoy · 7 years
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i am become death | a clarke griffin fanmix
| i’m not your hero - tegan and sara // guns - chvrches // elastic heart - sia // the kids aren’t alright - fall out boy // last hope - paramore // bleeding out - imagine dragons // organs - of monsters and men // human - aquilo // smother - daughter // all the king’s horses - karmina // heavy cross - gossip // secrets - one republic // destroy everything you touch - ladytron // dead hearts - stars // lost it all - jill andrews // hurts like hell - fleurie // i lived - one republic // shadow song - the mountain goats // my blood - ellie goulding // holy water - laurel // come back when you can - barcelona // set fire to the third bar - snow patrol // home - gabrielle aplin // muscle memory - lights // half a world away - r.e.m. |
listen on ( spotify ) ( playmoss )
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artoounit · 7 years
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Clarke before vs. after realizing Bellamys life is once again in danger: a study with cats
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