TOP 19 CLEXA SCENES (as voted by my followers) 1. “When do you leave?” (3.07 Thirteen)
THIS WHOLE FUCKING SCENE
every second of this scene holy shit

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TOP 19 CLEXA SCENES (as voted by my followers) 1. “When do you leave?” (3.07 Thirteen)
THIS WHOLE FUCKING SCENE
every second of this scene holy shit
clexa + kisses
Ya know what I always loved about them? How every kiss was different. Despite the fact that we got screwed out of seeing so many other iterations of their affection for each other, there’s still differences between each one that we did get to see. Hesitant kisses and hopeful kisses, slow and gentle and chaste. But there’s also passionate ones, open and long and deep, where they’re practically chasing each other’s taste. We got a devasted one, and one of relief, when Clarke thought she’d never get to feel her again. We even got one of them pressing smiles together, so ready to kiss again Lexa almost missed her mark entirely. Literally every single one feels so different.
We definitely got royally screwed, because if they gave us that range of emotional embraces in such a short period of time, oof imagine what their lives together would’ve been like to see.
We don’t have to talk at all.
𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏…
im gonna be 90 fucking years old and the look on clarke griffins motherfucking face in this motherfucking scene is still gonna motherfucking end me.
it’s so sad to think about how Lexa died when she most likely wanted to live the most but it’s also so sad to think about how the Grounders and Lexa always used to talk about valuable and honorable deaths and for Lexa I don’t think it could’ve been more valuable or honorable. In a way she died protecting Clarke and she died in Clarke’s arms where she was safe and loved and I don’t think she would’ve wanted to go down in another way.
tv wlw appreciation week: favorite kiss // clarke x lexa (clexa), the 1OO (3x07: thirteen)
may we meet again.
i’m currently writing a clexa fanfic called lovers in past life which basically is about lexa coming back to life but in a different body and has to help Clarke through her grief and leadership and now i made sort of a trailer for it 🥰
DICKINSON | 3.08 My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun
Emily & Sue
Dickinson s03e09
part 2
Clexa fan fic recommendation ❤️
Lovers In Past Life
Summary:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
- A year after Lexa's death, Lexa finds herself waking up in a different body, in another clan and finds out that things are far from normal and far from home. In this story we follow Lexa as she struggles to find her way back, of accepting her faith and to build up her trust with a familiar someone again. We follow her journey as she helps Clarke heal, and helps her find her way back. Is this Lexa's second chance at life?
a new chapter of “ lovers in past life “ is posted ❤️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
for people who are into reading fan stories and dickinson and emisue, i just started on something new so if you’re into that then please check it out 😇
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
All the letters I can write Are not fair as this — Syllables of Velvet — Sentences of Plush, Depths of Ruby, undrained, Hid, Lip, for Thee — Play it were a Humming Bird — And just sipped — me —
I wrote a one shot of what might’ve happened between the party and emisue’s bed scene in 3x09
Enjoy!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
…and just sipped - me.