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I finish this today, what is it saying to you?
Hey all I promise I did not give up on The Stories of Our Lives. I'm hoping to be back to it soon. I have just been so stressed lately I cannot focus on anything...
Here's a WIP I started last week.
I'm really sorry I don't have a better update for you all but I'm hoping to have the next chapter sometime in June. It has been weighing heavily on my mind lately, It's just so terribly draining right now...
Love the Stories of our lives, can’t wait to read more! 🥰
Thank you! I just got hit with some inspiration today so i might try to write a little on my next day off!
I'm raising the next gen of iPad kids
Someone give me an ideaaaa on my next clexa design, what do you want to seee
Happy new year! Can’t wait to see what your write this year
Happy new year! Sorry I have been MIA I've had a ton of stuff on my plate lately. I can't wait to get back into it but I need to clear my plate before I can take more. Unfortunately I haven't even started the next chapter so I can't even drop a Snippet 😭
A painting I've been working on. I might go back into this later to add more to it.
I've been pumping out these paintings like nobody's business. I'm curious how writing will go for me... if you all were curious, I am now on Gabapentin and I've been able to focus on so much now that it's crazy...
Happy bears make me happy
It's cridmas
Slow day at the shop so I made some art
You know... I really hate the 100 😂 my heart hurts more at the end than anything because
why tf they try to make it a happy ending but Clarke will never see Lexa again even in death... fuck this show, I'm living in fanfiction AU world
Why do I keep dreaming about Eliza and Bob Morley 😫 this time I was in an Eliza clone body and trying to let Alycia find out that I was actually a Clexa Stan and not Eliza... but im also unsure if it was actually the actresses or of it was Clarke and Lexa because near the end Alycia turned into Lexa and saved people Clarke had imprisoned... idk it was a weird dream
Idk why but I really fucking love mustard and I feel like i need to share that
A Snippet and Mood Board for Chapter 3 of The Stories of Our Lives
“You're ridiculous,” Clarke says, rolling her eyes, but she can't hide the smile from her face.
“But you love me,” Lexa says, leaning down to capture Clarke's lips in a short kiss.
And before Clarke can deepen this kiss, Lexa turns away and plugs in the old TV. Clicking it on there's a high-pitched hum and the sound of static grows on the front of the dome.
“Ta-Daa,” Lexa says, gesturing towards the incandescent screen where a terribly animated owl flies across the screen.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I spent some time on chapter 3 today so here's another snippet
Clarke pauses for a moment, there's something lingering, a nagging feeling of something important that she has yet to mail. Something she really needs to stop putting off, but she tosses that thought aside just like these out of style shoes she's been hanging onto.
She steps out of the closet and steps over a pile of clothes that no longer fit, only to trip over a box she didn't see. The shoes fall from her hands as she catches herself from falling face first onto the floor. She grits her teeth and fists before swinging her leg back and kicking it as hard as she can.
“FUCK! Who the fuck put this box here?!” Clarke shouts like she wasn't the one who put it there.
Clarke paces around the room a few times, complaining to herself about nothing and everything, until she convinces herself to stop and take a deep breath. And another one. And again. Until her pulse returns back to normal. She bends down to inspect the contents of the box, to put it back together or toss… but when she looks at it a lump forms in her throat, she swallows it down and shoves everything back inside.
The box is Lexa’s. A box that never should have ended up here. She should return it. But that would involve talking to Lexa and she definitely doesn't want to do that, not now at least. But the box isn't hers so she should at least send her a message to see if Lexa even wants it still…
It is finally up! Tell me what you think please I worked hard on it, i hope you enjoy!
Soooo I just finished the plot for chapter 3~ I still have to go through and edit it buuuuut we're making progress! Hopefully i can get it uo by Tuesday! 🤞
Ughhh I just remembered this dope ass fanfiction that I read in high school and will never probably read it again because it was on LiveJournal...
Twas a Metalocalypse fic where the band got lost on an uninhabited island...
Also lmk if you wanna see the god awful fanart I drew in high school 😂😂