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@phiinn (x)

the wind blowing through the trees, with the occasional snap of a branch being the only other sound, became a special kind of hell for clarke since her self-imposed banishment. since she couldn’t always see the stars or the sun properly under the trees, which were her only cover, the likelihood that she’d walked in no less than six circles in seven (?) days was highly likely. but she must keep going if she wants to keep breathing, keep reminding herself that this was the best decision. if all she does is bring death, then arkadia is safer without her. it’s better.

intensely pressing forward seems to be the only way to forcibly clear her head. but, the further she thinks she travels, the more another set of thoughts take residence in her mind - thoughts she’d pushed away steadily ever since he’d been sent away. if he hadn’t already been killed by grounders or died of exposure, finn was most likely somewhere in these woods. clarke hadn’t had reason to think she might meet him ever again until her realm of existence was limited to the wilds surrounding arkadia. unfortunately, she didn’t have long to get acquainted with that concept.

any picture she could have conjured in her mind didn’t come close to what she was greeted with. from a few yards away, she could just see a hollowed space under the gnarled, exposed roots of a tree. the hazy afternoon was drawing to a close and she could feel the shadowy pull of exhaustion behind her eyes. gratefully, she fell to her knees a few feet from the entrance and --

“finn??” it was almost a whisper. her blood ran cold.

he was....all long and tangled hair, swimming in his threadbare clothes and no shoes that she could see. for a moment clarke held her breathe anxiously, unsure if he was actually breathing. only after squinting so hard she almost lost her balance did she see finn’s chest barely rising and falling. there was no sign of the scent or color of blood, but that didn’t rule out injury. a wave of terror and concern propelled her forward into the dirt and soggy leaves of his hiding place, her hands shaking him frantically.

“finn, are you alright?? don’t be dead, please don’t be dead.”

#phiinn #v.002 #arc: season 2 #( she's here to rescue you!! )#( also this is longer than i wanted but she's having emotions )

there’s a drastic difference between the lighting outside and the light in the med bay, but bellamy’s expression has yet to change. he hardly squinted when he was brought in and if he’s blinked at all since she arranged his limp limbs on a cot she’s yet to catch it. though she doesn’t want to, clarke has to turn her back in order to get a sponge and some water to wipe away the grime that’s collected on his skin. when she returns to his side, still nothing has changed.

they’ve done something to him. she’s going to kill roan for this.

“bellamy, if they’ve hurt you....” but she can’t go on because her voice is starting to shake.

@soldiiermade

#( this week on 'how little dialogue can we get away with?' )#soldiiermade #V.002 #arc: season 4 #au: is there balm in gilead

all she can hear is crackling, but she tries again. the radios have better signals now and there’s no reason for the connection to be bad. someone has to be around at least one of the radios.

“arkadia to search party: mom? can you hear me? it’s clarke.”

@mcthersguilt

#mcthersguilt #V.002 #arc: season 4 #( this might be cute #lil sad but mom/daughter radio convos!! )

it’s been hours since the explosion rocked the compound, but they’ve flown by. not only was medical assistance needed every few minutes somewhere, but there were people missing. no matter what, resting was not an option until she’d either found who was unaccounted for or had heard they were back with the rest of the survivors.

( gods, this felt like the ark falling all over again. )

but there are those moments where she actually finds who she wants to, and this one is walking back like he hasn’t just been rained on by ash and debris.

“jasper!!” they’d parted on semi-pleasant terms last time, but that was the last thing on her mind when she laid eyes on him next. “where were you?”

@othcrsidex ♡ ‘d

#othcrsidex #V.002 #arc: season 4 #( either this hasn't been done yet or I haven't been paying attention )#( because CLARKE CARES ABT JASPER )

she really doesn’t have many words left in her. jaha has done his work. her people’s attention has been diverted from the old list to earning a spot on a new one. already a deep fear is taking root, wondering how in hell jaha thinks this will pan out. things might get better temporarily, but will they indefinitely?

and then there’s the matter of jasper and monty. all she wants to do is explain and explain and make them understand what went on, that if she’d done what she did based on how she felt, that list wouldn’t have gone past the halfway mark without being drowned in tears. they’ll never know. maybe it’s better that way. she won’t know but it’s comforting to resign herself to an outcome sometimes. it keeps her from being broken further in the future. sometimes.

but she almost runs into monty when she’s walking to raven’s gate. he’s impossible to pass without looking at and of course he sees her. because she’s clarke, she stops. words still won’t come -- not good ones. yet she doesn’t want him to walk away without something.

“jasper was right.” the words are weak at best. “the foam was really good.”

@basiicphysics

#basiicphysics #V.002 #arc: season 4 #- sings I HAATE EVERYYYTHINNNGGG -

all it takes to know that this conversation is happening is the folded paper in abby’s hand. it’s over. the only way clarke can give herself any time to prepare is by starting the inevitable. she wills her voice to be steady, but it doesn’t take long for it to shake with pleading emotion.

“mom, stop. before you say anything, you have to understand. I didn’t want to make that list. I didn’t want to make it. it was an ultimatum. maybe we’ll never have to use it at all.”

@mcthersguilt

#V.002 #arc: season 4 #( this is gonna be a doozy )#mcthersguilt

“this won’t work unless everyone knows what we’re up against.”

#( idfk but the muse is Alive )#open rp #V.002 #arc: season 4

it’s never been this heart-wrenching to walk away from her mother. then again she’s never stared down both death by apocalypse and hundreds of azgeda in a day and walked away. but it’s today she understands her mother’s unbeatable force of will and marcus’s affection for her. that’s new, but it eases more than it bothers. besides, clarke has always done the hard thing and walking out of polis is just another to add to the list.

the rover ride with bellamy back to arcadia seems long but she can’t let the silence be oppressive. so many of bellamy’s wounds had to have been reopened and she can’t stand the thought of him dwelling on those instead of the good he’d done.

“you know, your sister stopped me before we left, had me promise I’d take care of you.” pale lips quirk in what could almost be a smile. “you haven’t lost her. and it was the easiest promise I’ve ever made.”

@soldiiermade

#soldiiermade #V.002 #arc: season 4 #( here ya go! I hope this will do )#( short I said. easy I said. three paragraphs. -_- )