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[rereads what i have so far, makes some super minor changes, adds absolutely nothing new of substance]
[closes laptop]
whew long day of writing. love being a writer

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[sits down to write]
[rereads what i have so far, makes some super minor changes, adds absolutely nothing new of substance]
[closes laptop]
whew long day of writing. love being a writer
The ending we deserved....
(The real Lexa has God!Lexa fixed with a death stare just incase they try and pull anymore of their higher being bullshit)
ihedapics made this on Twitter and I gotta be honest I came a little 😳
The one, the only, the God; Lexa kom Trikru
By steph_pepss https://www.instagram.com/p/CF2NFMQApMz/?igshid=1gx5k4dkfey2t
Definitive proof that the real Lexa was in there somewhere, and God!Lexa is weak for the GEC
First and last scene.
Maybe someday.
“I’m not her, Clarke.”
“I know.”
Clexa Parallels
Same energy
#post-workout lexa
An Ode to Sweaty Lexa
Sweaty Lexa, wet and slick Sweaty Lexa, someone write a fic
Sweaty Lexa, blog her daily Sweaty Lexa, she’s one hot lady
Sweaty Lexa, look at her pour Sweaty Lexa, I want MOAR
Sweaty Lexa, always on my dash Sweaty Lexa, should be in my gash
Sweaty Lexa, watch her shine Sweaty Lexa, wish she was mine
Sweaty Lexa, errdamnday Sweaty Lexa, yup I’m gay
A VERY SWEATY SONNET
Shall I compare Lexa kom Trikru to a summer’s day? She’s much hotter, steamier and clammy, Watching her secrete would turn the straightest woman gay, And cause stirrings below in her fanny (UK not US)
What is it about our glowing Commander, The way the moistness flows out of her pores, Lexa’s gleaming appearance is our greatest enchanter, And turns us into the thirstiest whores.
On this subject I could write a whole fucking thesis, I will never tire of her steaming body, Pages and pages dedicated to her salty diaphoresis, It’s becoming a bit of a hobby.
If only she knew the relentless desire, We all have to watch her heavily perspire.
(OK this isn’t really a sonnet, but iambic pentameter is HARD!)
(That GIF is amazing @swan-heda)
Genuinely forgot that I wrote A FUCKING SONNET about Sweaty!Lexa 🤯🤯🤯
my new favorite thing is adding “bitch” to the end of Clexa quotes.
“You’re the one who burned three hundred of my warriors alive, bitch.” “You’re the one who sent them there to kill us, bitch.”
“That’s what it means to be a leader, Clarke. The truth is, we must look into the eyes of our warriors and say, “Go die for me bitch.”
“Jus drein, jus daun bitch”
“Not everyone. Not you bitch.”
“What did you do bitch?” “What you would’ve done. Saved my people bitch.” “Where are my people bitch?” “I’m sorry. They weren’t part of the deal bitch.”
“Don’t be afraid. Death is not the end bitch.”
“You went to all that trouble to capture me just to let me go bitch?” “I went to all that trouble to save you bitch.” “You know when I could’ve use saving? When you abandoned me in Mount Weather bitch.” “Clearly, you didn’t need my help bitch.” “Clearly bitch.”
“If you betray me again bitch…” “I won’t bitch.”
“I’m glad you came bitch.” “Me too bitch.”
“I never thought I’d see you again bitch.” “I told you my spirit would choose wisely bitch.”
inspired by (x)
has anyone checked on alycia debnam careys back since wednesday? does she need a chiropractor for supporting the full weight of the 100 for four years?
i’m not her, clarke…