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c; J. RILEY

‘ i used to be an eleven. therein lies the problem. ’ but the problem was HERS; not someone she had just met. so, the brunette forced a smile, eyes finding the person who had spoken, widening only a moment as they settled on blonde hair & blue eyes. ‘ a solid ten calling me a seven — never mind the self loathing. totally cheered me up. ’ she was intrigued, really, by the fact the other had never had pasta. she ASSUMED it was something everyone had, at least once in their lives. ‘ are you amish or something? pasta’s one of the most important food groups. now we have to find a place even faster — you’re missing out on something amazing. ’

‘ eleven, seven, what’s the difference really? ’ at least back home when you’re constantly covered in blood & bruises & fighting for your life, where you sit on a scale of one to ten is the least of peoples worries. ‘ i was kidding, by the way. definitely higher than a seven. ’ trauma included. maybe she’s just learned to appreciate that kinda thing. ‘ not amish. ’ if there were butter churners in space, she must’ve missed that part. ‘ just something that was never in my diet. ’ she could possibly pull it off as a dietary habit, but that would require knowledge of literally anything outside of their rations & what they ate on the ground. can’t say earth skills taught her anything about pasta. ‘ well if it’s amazing then i guess we need to find some. ’

#bringingthehits #food //#trauma //

c; LEXA

Being someone that always liked to be in control or at least aware of the situations, this was something not only uncomfortable to her but also worrying. And that made Lexa more tense than usual, paying attention to her surroundings, you never knew when an enemy could show up and if she was alive, so could Nia. “I’m glad you here.” She smiled slightly. “I’m glad I got to see you again.” She didn’t know for how long it would last, but for now they were here and they were together. “Stop Clarke, there was nothing you could’ve done. I’m just glad it was me that bullet hit and not you … I couldn’t go through losing someone I … “ She paused. “Someone I love, once again.” Lexa lifted her head to look at her. “So are you, Clarke. Everything you went through, you’re so strong. And I’m so proud of you.” Lexa took a step forward, approaching Clarke. She titled her head to the side curiously. “Octavia? Well, it seems after all, my spirit did choose wisely. I’m curious to know how she became Heda, but that’s a story for another time. Tell me about you, how did things go after my death? Did you achieve peace between our people?” Lexa reached out, carefully grabbing Clarke’s hand, giving the girl the opportunity to pull away if she wanted. She didn’t know how to girl still felt, she wouldn’t blame her for moving on and finding someone else, all Lexa wanted was for her to be happy.

‘ i’m glad you’re here too. ’ she returned the smile with a small nod. as much as she didn’t want to admit it to herself, part of her was almost screaming at her to stay away from lexa. yes, she loved the girl, she still did, but after losing her twice already, she’s not sure she could deal with a third time. that wouldn’t be fair on either of them. the other side of her though, that side didn’t care about the two previous times. they were together again, clearly something wanted them together. despite the sensitivity of the topic, she couldn’t help but smile at the other girls confession. when clarke had told lexa she loved her, she didn’t say it back the way she had hoped she would. but there it was. ‘ doesn’t matter. ’ she shook her head, breathing in sharply to contain the emotion she was almost ready to spill out. ‘ we’re both here now. that’s what matters. ’ regardless of how they had both gotten here, they were together & that’s all clarke cared about right now.

‘ you’re not mad? ’ she’s not entirely sure why she thought lexa would be mad about octavia becoming commander. maybe it was the fact almost all of her people were definitely against the idea of having a member of skaikru on the throne, she assumed maybe lexa had the same thought. she looked down at their hands for a moment before taking the others hand in her own before leading her over to a bench & sitting down, their joined hands resting comfortably in her own lap. ‘ unfortunately, peace between our people was the least of our worries after ontari was dealt with. ’ a small pause. ‘ before i ended up here the world was ending again. praimfaya. i don’t know if anyone is alive back home. ’ sure they had the bunker, but the first one they found wasn’t in perfect condition, what if something was also wrong with this one?

#sighs loudly bc this is so long im sorry lmao #xhedaxlexax

c; C. NIEHAUS

“So, I get that this town apparently has a habit of drawing in random people and all, but does anyone have any idea why my phones aren’t working?” Cosima asked, sighing as she held the two phones. “It says the numbers aren’t in service. I’m trying to call my gen- I mean, sisters and they wouldn’t just.. up and toss their phones or do whatever to get rid of a number.”

‘ your phones? ’ they were just like a radio, right? ‘ maybe the signal is being jammed. ’ to be fair, she’s not exactly very knowledgable when it came to things like this, but from what raven had told her in the past back when they were dealing with the mountain men, that seemed like a pretty decent conclusion to come to. ‘ i don’t know how to fix that though. ’

#cosima the loml #lbrcosima

c; J. RILEY

‘ okay, so, ’ the brunette crossed her arms, wincing slightly at the pain in her stomach, ‘ i’m starting to get SUPER offended at the lack of people hiring. unless they’re just not hiring me because i look like a less green monster of frankenstein. ’ which would still offend her, but she would somewhat understand that. she didn’t look people friendly or family friendly — she was damaged goods in every single sense of the phrase. ‘ whatever, i want pasta. do you know where to get good, AUTHENTIC pasta? ’

clarke could understand that. something as small as scars -- battle wounds -- could hold you back from such simple things. though her scars were more mental than physical, it still sucked that something as mundane as a car backfiring was enough to bring her to a small panic. ‘ frankensteins monster? ’ she knew who that was, obviously. ‘ come on. you’re at least a seven to his five. ’ she’s kidding. definitely more than a seven. she’s just trying to lighten the mood a little. hopefully. ‘ i totally would, but that would require me actually ever eating pasta in my life. ’ can’t say pasta was exactly space food. ‘ happy to go hunting, though. ’

#bringingthehits #food //#trauma //#scars //

c; LEXA

Lexa nodded at her words, before looking down. Clarke was smart and she understood technology so she thought the blonde would know what was going on, she always seemed to know what was going on. It didn’t matter though, how and why she was here, Lexa was just happy to be alive again but mostly, that she found Clarke once again. “So this was how people used to live? Before the bombs? Does this mean we came back to the past?” She asked with a frown. Lexa shook her head. “Yes, I do. I made you a promise and I failed you, I left you alone to deal with our people. I should’ve been stronger.” When Clarke told her what happened to Aden and the other nightbloods, she tried to keep a straight face and nod, but the pain was visible in her eyes, she was sure Clarke would be able to notice it, most people wouldn’t, but Clarke had been the only one who could read her like a book. “Their fight was over too soon.” She paused. “So Ontari is Heda? I thought my spirit would’ve chosen more wisely … “

she wished she had answers, not only for lexa, but also herself. to give them both some sense of reality considering she’s not even sure if she was alive anymore. it would be nice to just know exactly what was happening, but if she had to be left in the dark in a situation as confusing as this was, she was glad lexa was around to share the experience with her. they were in it together, like they always were. she nodded with a smile, looking over at the girl at her question. ‘ i don’t know how, but it seems we have. ’ her smile faltered at the others admittance, brows furrowing as she shook her head. ‘ no. you held on as long as you could. i’m sorry i couldn’t save you. ’ both times. ‘ you’re one of the strongest people i know, lexa. you fought as hard as you could. ’ she reached over, her fingers dancing along the others upper arm gently, some kind of comfort upon seeing her reaction to the news about the nightbloods. ‘ not exactly. ’ not anymore, at least. ‘ funny story, actually. ’ was it? ‘ octavia is. ’ technically speaking, anyways.

#xhedaxlexax

c; LUNA

“ not directly, but you led that thing there. ” things had been peaceful before clarke, bellamy, octavia, and jasper made their appearance on her rig. and, sure, maybe the four of them hadn’t been aware of the fact that they were leading ALIE there, but luna still blamed them. the sky people had left nothing but death && destruction in their wake. “ i do help people when they need it, but only those that deserve my help. i was kind enough to give blood at first, but then you tied your own friends ( if murphy and emori could even be considered such a thing to the blonde ) up and was fully prepared to sentence them to death by injecting them with my blood. you say you fight for humanity, but how am i supposed to believe that when you don’t have an ounce of it left in you ? ”

again, not their intention. ‘ that’s not what we were trying to do. ’ the fact the four of them had gone to visit luna to get a worthy commander to help save the clans from an ice nation reign & ended up killing her entire clan in the process was almost poetic. they definitely did bring death & destruction everywhere they went. ‘ i know. & we were so thankful you complied. ’ & whilst clarke wasn’t completely on board with using emori at first ( & still did feel bad about it after agreeing with abby ) it did make sense to only sacrifice one life to save thousands. she didn’t want it to be emori, but when it came down to things, skaikru were the more advanced clan & that seemed to justify their actions. she couldn’t really argue the humanity thing either. when you’ve fought so long for survival in such a short time, humanity runs dry pretty quickly. ‘ sometimes sacrifices need to be made. ’

#withthewaves #i was listening to all star while writing this and a) i think it made it make -7 sense #and b) its very hard to write serious things when all you can think about is shrek #so if it makes no sense im sorry rip

c; LEXA

Lexa felt her entire body relax when the person turned and she saw it was Clarke. From all the people, of course she would come across her. But at the same time, she got worried. Lexa died and now she was here, did that mean … no, it couldn’t be. Clarke had to live. “Clarke … why are you here?” Maybe it came across a little cold, but it wasn’t her intention, she wanted to know both how the blonde ended up here and how she, who was dead, was there as well. “Magnolia, never heard of it. It’s very … different.” She said, looking around. Lexa shrugged slightly at her question, her eyes looking down at her torso, where the fatal wound should have been. “I … I don’t know, Clarke. I remember dying … in your arms, but after that … I just remember being here.” She paused. “I’m sorry, that I died. And left you alone. What happened after my death? Did Aden win the conclave?”

honestly, she wished she had an answer to that. the last thing she remembered was being passed out in the lab & then she was here in unfamiliar territory. at least it was safe ( to her knowledge, anyways. ) ‘ i don’t know. ’ but whatever the reason was, god was she happy about it. her being dead had definitely come to mind, after all, she was pretty damn close to it the last she remembered. maybe the nightblood never took over & healed her from the radiation. maybe that’s why she was here. ‘ it’s what the world used to look like. pretty cool, huh? ’ she wanted to compare it to the city of light, but that probably wasn’t exactly the best example. clarkes eyes followed lexas, her attention landing on the others stomach for a moment before moving back to meet her eyes. ‘ lexa... you don’t have to apologize for dying. ’ the main thing was she was here. hopefully alive. however that was. her shoulders dropped at the question, any form of a smile on her lips now gone. ‘ no -- ontari... ’ she let out a deep breath, the events surrounding adens death all rushing back to her. ‘ ontari killed him & the other nightbloods. ’

#casually ignores the last 5 minutes of the finale because i refuse #xhedaxlexax #death mention //

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#she looks so goddamn good im???#clarke tbt #the 100 spoilers

c; LUNA

it was all skaikru ever offered her — excuses. luna used to be able to brush them off, but now they just made her blood boil. they all just took and took and took, then tried to justify it by saying they were doing it for humanity. she hates it. she hates them. “ you brought death to the my rig. my entire clan is DEAD. the mothers, the children, the men — all gone. floukru is extinct. ” she starts, grip on her sword so tight that her knuckles turn white with the strain. “ you held me hostage and took my bone marrow and blood by force. i used to think you were good, but now i see who the true enemy is — you. ”

‘ that wasn’t skaikru. ’ not entirely a lie, they technically had nothing to do with it. jaha on the other hand, well, clarke couldn’t really speak for him. not to mention the fact it was indirectly created by a sky person, still, they meant no harm. buuut the whole hostage situation, she couldn’t exactly argue with that one. ‘ we didn’t want to force it from you, but your blood would have saved humanity, luna.’ what was that about consent? ‘ you preach about peace and love but you don’t want to help people when they need it? ’ keep going, clarke. you’re doing great.

#listen. i gotta #it's the only way i can justify clarkes actions #withthewaves

c; LUNA

it’s a little disappointing to hear that the death wave was no longer a problem. at the end of everything, luna had been hoping ( praying, begging ) that humanity would meet it’s end. humans were much too cruel && selfish. “ we’re not safe here. ” she notes, gaze drifting away from the other. “ you’re here, which means your clan probably isn’t too far behind. you guys ruin everything you touch, every place you visit. “

‘ what are you -- ’ she began questioning the first comment but was quickly cut off with the answer. it’s not as if clarke went around purposely trying to ruin things. poor decisions have been made in the past and she will happily admit to that, but everything she has done has been to try and help people, not just her own. ‘ luna... you know it wasn’t our intention. ’ just like you didn’t intentionally go all mountain men 2.0 on her, right, clarke? ‘ we didn’t mean to hurt you. or your people. ’

#saME THO #& goddamn luna. roast her. she deserves it #me: forever trying to justify clarkes actions as clarke when in reality id like to slap her for literally everything shes done this season #rip #withthewaves

c; LEXA

The first thought that went through her head was, where is she? What is this place? Maybe it’s the city of light, but this felt too real to be the city of light. Lexa walked through the street for a few minutes, looking around, trying to find something or someone that was familiar to her, but everything looked so different. The last thing she remembered was being shot by Titus and dying in Clarke’s arms, how was this possible? How was she standing here, alive and breathing? She needed answers so she ended up approaching someone from behind. “Can you tell me what is this place?”

clarke herself was still getting used to the whole upgraded lifestyle of, you know, not needing to fight for survival every day. it was nice, reassuring even, despite the lack of familiarity around. at least some of her friends had managed to find their way here too which made the situation less scary. she turned at the voice, eyes widening at the ( ex ) commanders face. ‘ lexa? ’ she could practically feel her heart beating in her throat both from shock and excitement of seeing the other girl again. ‘ it’s called magnolia. ’ a quick pause as she reached out, a hand brushing against the others shoulder. ‘ how? ’ very vague question there, clarke. ‘ how are you alive? ’

#lexa my precious angel. gbless.#xhedaxlexax

c; LUNA

it’s all too tempting to attack the blonde, to make her feel the AGONY that luna has been feeling since the sky people suddenly decided that they were entitled to her blood. it would be easy and swift ( unlike the deaths of those that once made up her clan ), but luna resists and instead gives a simple nod of her head. at least clarke can provide her with some answers, which makes her somewhat useful. “ the world is truly a strange place. ” is all she can say, wild eyes locked on the other girl.

had luna decided to approach the situation with violence, clarke really couldn’t blame her. skaikru ( or at least some of them ) didn’t exactly treat luna like the human being she was, and even though despite knowing it was wrong, both clarke and abby had gone along with it. she would be pretty pissed too if the situations were switched. ‘ all i know is that we’re safe here. ’ her voice was gentle, an attempt to show the other girl that things were different here, that she wanted to ( hopefully ) put everything behind them. ‘ no death wave at least. ’

#shh no don't apologize omf #im still mad at clarke for all this too its fINE #withthewaves

c; LUNA

luna’s calm when she wakes, clothing still matted in black blood from when octavia ran a sword through her. the last thing she remembers is just that — dying at the hands of the younger girl after a sneak attack. rising from the ground, luna grips her sword tightly, heading towards the source of the voices that she hears. “ you. ” she calls to the nearest person, “ — how is it possible that i’m alive again ? ”

okay, so clarke probably was the last person luna would want to see upon literally raising from the dead. still, they were both in unfamiliar territory and clarke was feeling safer and safer with every familiar face she saw. she turned to face the owner of the voice as they spoke, brows raising in surprise upon seeing her face. ‘ luna? ’ that was definitely a really good question. ‘ i don’t know, but i don’t think you’re the only one. ’

#aaaaaahh luna my love #withthewaves #death mention //