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cass is a wonderfully talented writer!! she is so damn creative? i love seeing the variety of verses she fleshes out for her clarke. she always puts so much thought and skill into it. she’s definitely one of my favorites and i’m always obsessed with our verses and threads!! 10/10

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wnhda replied to your post: i just had the mental image of clarke talking to...

she would lmao

so it’s official. that’s my canon

[merrysavior]

@wnhda hit the heart for a teeny tiny thing

    A dull ache at the base of his skull warns Bellamy of the incoming headache, still feeling as though it’s all too much too soon despite the fact that it’s been over a hundred years since the Earth was destroyed once and for all. Hours since the news broke and even now, he struggles to wrap his mind around all of it: they’ve been asleep for one hundred and thirty one years, Monty and Harper are gone, they left behind a son, they aren’t getting Earth back. Ever. The loss of that damned planet somehow feels like the loss of yet another loved one. Another thing they failed to protect. The sigh that falls from the Blake’s lips as a hand pushes through his outgrown curls is heavy, exhausted, and there’s no attempt on his part to appear put-together upon realizing that he’s no longer alone in the control room he’d escaped to. 

                     A hundred years of sleep, evidently, wasn’t enough. 

     It’s another beat of silence before his voice, low and tired, fills the room. “ Do you think we can do it? Be better this time around? ”

[melicriism-blog]

        125 years. they’d all been asleep for 125 years and now they were here, at a new planet with no idea what was waiting for them below, two friends gone without any chance of a real goodbye. he’d held himself together pretty well since being woken up, but it had been hearing jordan’s laugh and turning to see familiar crinkles around his eyes that sent wells scurrying away, a sharp heavy weight over his chest making it impossible to breathe. he hadn’t meant to stumble across her, but the sight of her eased him away from his grief. he still felt a little disoriented, so it took a few moments for him to notice her solitude, concern seeping into his gaze.  “  hey ━ you down here by yourself  ?  ”

@wnhda booped the heart

[zoemnroe]

         her feelings towards the other woman has often been CONFLICTING. it’s no secret her loyalty always stood with bellamy  (  she would have gone with him to find raven if he had allowed it  ). it is not that she dislikes the blonde, or that she doesn’t APPRECIATE everything she has done for their people. but her closeness with the grounders became off-putting. she abandoned arkadia. it stung...but that was a life time ago. she cannot help but respect clarke for having survived for so long on her own. and not just that, but managing to raise some kid too. 

maybe being stuck, nearly alone like that was better than the bunker. that place was HELL and everyone has to live with their demons now. wonkru. her loyalties shifted, they had to. bellamy wasn’t there. but octavia was. and kane. but octavia was one of the hundred, she was one of them. miller followed her. and so did she. but now it seems as if everything is a mess again. octavia is no longer in charge. some kid is now. sort of. either way it’s confusing as shit. 

arms cross as the young woman walks through the ship, jaw clenched and DETERMINATION in her emerald hues. she needs to know who is actually in command now. not everyone has been woken up and that’s probably a good thing, but if she is expected to be a useful soldier she needs to know where her orders come from. she had been looking for bellamy. instead she finds clarke. she draws to a halt, looking at her a moment before she speaks.  “  the hell is going on?  ” // @wnhda  s.c.