Hi dear author! I was on my 4th re-read of TIHIH because it brings me joy. I’m dying to know the conversation Lexa had with Anya when she tells Anya that she finally hooked up with clarke. Seems like Anya will never let her live that down with lexa’s hardcore pining.

orangeyouglad8:

The elevator is more crowded than she thought it would be for a weekend, but here they all are. The cogs never stop turning.

She steps on and makes herself as small as possible so the two people behind her can join as well. She should have stopped for coffee- what little sleep she was able to manage is not nearly enough and her bones are so tired from her night that she’s not sure she’ll make it through the day.

Anya is rummaging around the copier when the elevator dings on their floor. Fuck. She looks up with a sly grin and Lexa’s stomach sinks.

Of course she’s here.

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waitingforshow:

DAY 4: I got inspired by this short fic by @justicarlexa . Lexa faked her death and Clarke just found out.

drxgonfly:

Maui Sunsets (by Chris Voss)

daddylexas:

WHAT THE FUCK

Why tf is tumblr showing me ads for Ted Cruz and Trump?

bae-in-maine:

marypsue:

Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to the original canon, sometimes it’s just that one telegram that says “Fuck you. Strongly worded letter to follow”.

Preach

dreamsaremywords:

Clexa Train AU-

Clarke and Lexa have hated each other since their first year at Hogwarts. On their seventh and final year, they’re both pissed to realize there’s only one compartment left available for the train ride home for Christmas and they’ll have to share it. Instead of the usual heated arguments and duels, they discover much better uses for their mouths and hands during the journey…

for @anonbemetoo challenge.