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clarkegriffins

#( self. )#FUCK MEEEE

alyciajazmin

jessiexpuckerman

alyciajazmin:

ADULTS REACT TO CHILDISH GAMBINO (ft. Eliza Taylor)

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clarkegriffins

a Look™

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coffeecaine

MAKING IT TO LA NO MATTER WHAT // AMERICA DAY 6 & 7

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fyeahbellarke

jessiexpuckerman

fyeahbellarke:

Please, Bellamy. I need you to hear this.

#( self. )#( &&. BOYFRIEND. )#fuCK OFF KATE

belizasource

jessiexpuckerman

belizasource:

@Matt_McInnis: @MisElizaJane reconsidering your views?

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bitgaay

jessiexpuckerman

elizq:

lovely lovely lovely.

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buffytardis

jessiexpuckerman

buffytardis:

elizajaneface Me and my leashy-loo :)

Lexa initiating Clarke into her candle loving ways.

#( self. )#( CUPCAKE. )#/ HITTING ME WITH CALVIN SECRETLY. I SEE U KATE

alyciadebnamcareys

jessiexpuckerman

alyciadebnamcareys:

Hey my little Nightblood…

#( self. )#the 100 spoilers

yalenas

#( self. )#( &&. BOYFRIEND. )#/ GET AWAY FROM ME

ravanreyes-deactivated20180531

Grounder in space. It’s an oxymoron. Survival’s a team sport, especially out there. It was the only choice.

#( self. )#( &&. BOYFRIEND. )#the 100 spoilers

thewildthingsx:

Early days were few and far between and when he could, King liked taking advantage of being home early. That typically meant cleaning the place, grocery shopping, getting shit done that he had put off—now nothing really needed to be done, which meant he was able to get some much needed time with Jessie. Deciding that he would get some coffee in his system first as he stepped into their place, he frowned in wonder when he didn’t see the blonde in the living room or the kitchen, deciding to forgo coffee in favor of finding her. “Hey,” he grunted out his greeting when he found her in the bedroom, eyebrows furrowing at the apology. “No reason to be sorry. No rush either. Is everything okay?”

It was instant, a feeling of relief that rushed over her body as the male stepped into the bedroom. It seemed like the only sense of relief she got these days, even walking the halls of the college she felt the stares of people and the whispers behind her turned back, no matter how much she tried to make a name for herself, she would always be the Puckerman failure. Pushing a small smile on her lips, the petite woman moved her body off the bed to stand before the taller male with a small shrug of her shoulders. “Yeah ---yeah, I’m alright. Just wanted to take a nap before you came home and had a nightmare, so it’s a slow and groggy start,” she said quietly as she moved towards the closet, rummaging through the clothing. “You’re ---,” she paused before finally turning around, eyes glistening at the verge of tears. “You’re not gonna leave, right?”

#( &&. conversation )#( &&. king santoyo )

ourexes

jessiexpuckerman

bonniedrcgov:

( @trippxblais )

#( &&. PUNK TO THE POP. )#( &&. JEOHNNY. )

She was silent as she sat on the bed, eyes bloodshot and her body aching in every which way. All energy that was ever in her body left the moment her eyes opened that late afternoon, a few moments before King was going to be walking through the door and expecting her to be ready for their night out. The nightmare rushed through her mind as she tried her best to focus on her own fingernails that were digging deeply into her palms and slowly drawing blood as she relived the feeling of pushing out their son and having to force herself to give him up after holding him. Hearing the door, Jessie reacted as quickly as she could to hide her harmed hands and force a small smile on her lips. “Sorry ---- I woke up late. Give me about twenty minutes to get ready?” She asked quietly. // [ @thewildthingsx ]

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