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[pointy-spiral]

The silly

[polinsated]

1.01 -> 3.08

[lilbeanz]

The madness continues ...

[olli3be]

1. favorite character

I'm a bit late with inktober but university all that. pls forgive me and eat your food 🙏💗

[inafieldofdaisies]

[little---sunflower]

🍃 magical town 🍃

[2laffy2]

Mm! Laffy :3 she's finally here!!!

@boiling-potato @edgywithaheart @gachaclubideas @justafriendlystranger

[angelnicknelson]

every heartstopper hug -> 1x04: charlie and elle

[starmocha]

People who suck at using the claymore, where you at, I need to be with my people 😔😔😔😔😔

[daisha-mochizuki]

HELP ME😭😭😭

WHY AND HOW DID I DRAW HIM SO GOODDDDDJHHDJDH

I NEED TO DRAW HIM MORE APPARENTLY??????

[sketchingstuff0]

Something I've been thinking about is how there hasnt been an AvG reacts to any of the green stick figure videos. DJ probably sees them on his own time, but I think there's some story relevance to that.

Green is on YouTube, this isn't just some adventures that are watched through Alan's channel, no, this is Green's. He is posting on the same platform as Alan.

This is for us. By Green. About the corruption of fame.

And im all for it

[jazzically]

there is a skull within this tape right i'm not crazy

[polinsated]

It has been brought to this author’s attention that many members of the Ton have been yearning for this portrait. [x]

[lilbeanz]

Oops, my finger slipped...

[lexa-griffins]

New au 👀

I kinda like the idea of them having this little bubble. The cabin is Heda's property but Clarke had no idea when she stumbled on to it and after three years she was sure it was abandoned.

So when she hears the door opening, she is ready to attack, only to be greeted by a startled and very confused Lexa.

And Lexa wants to respect Clarke's wishes and go back, leave the cabin to her but she needs to sleep first. And when a snowfall comes down that night that all but precents them for leaving the cabin they are forced to spend their time there together.

That means they are forced to talk. Or at least Lexa is. She apologizes for Mt weather, tells Clarke she believed her dead, she mourned her. Clarke tries to remain quiet but its Clarke and of course after some accusations thrown, she closes herself off again.

Lexa is sleeping on the couch but it is cold and the only night clothes she has in this cabin are light and breezy, made to be worn underneath the millions of furs on the bed. And Clarke can no longer stand to see her shivering so she, very roughly, grabs Lexa in her arms and brings her to bed, throwing the covers over her and turning her back.

It goes slowly as they barely speak during the day, finding activities to entertain themselves, sometimes playing cards together and making almost no sound other than to accuse the other of cheating or being a sore loser.

And quickly, the nights turn into the only time they let their affection show. Between rough sex and soft love making, they pretend none of it happens when its light out.

The snow melts but Lexa does not leave, enjoying what's supposed to be a two month solitary stay to lead the best she can.

That's when Lexa notices she did not bleed. And how sick she feels.

She can't be sure really, but she knows. An old book of medicine tells her to go and collect and assortment of herbs to cause the fetus to disappear.

Clarke knows medicine. Earth skills combined with her medicine knowledge helps her put two and two together when she sees the herbs.

Lexa is sitting outside, the tea hot and untouched. After a while of not hearing or seeing her Clarke goes to look for her and finds her on a chair, spaced out, tea on the table, a slow tears escaping her eye.

She asks her not to do it. Or to at least speak to her about it. Lexa chuckles darkly and asks her what else does she want her to do. She's the commander, she cannot carry a child. As Clarke heard about the state of the coalition?

Still, Clarke insist and Lexa humors her. Clarke knows there is not much to talk about, that Lexa will still go through with it. But for a night, they can pretend. That it will be alright if they raise this baby together, perhaps right here in this small cabin. That Clarke forgives her fully for everything. That Lexa is free to leave the title of commander behind.

They make love anf share a quiet 'I love you'. The next morning Clarke awakes with Lexa at the kitchen table, the tea cup half empty.

She is there with Lexa through the whole process, holds her as she cries in the tub, cries just the same when they bury a box filled with nothing.

And then Lexa leaves.

It is a year before Clarke shows up in the throne room, kneeling down without hesitation in front of Heda. Ready to fight with her.