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You were right, Clarke. Life is about more than just surviving.

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“I want you.”

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when canon gives you an underdeveloped character and you just have to make do:

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Speed paint Grounders! (-:

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The devastating difference between how much time it takes to write something vs how fast people read it lol

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I do trust you, Clarke.

I know how hard that is for you.

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I dont want to sound like an elitist but the people who write tv shows arent doing a good job

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First you procrastinate on the task because it is not a big enough deal to get done urgently. Then you procrastinate on the task because it has become such a big deal that doing it is overwhelming. You would think that this implies a middle point where it is just big enough of a deal to get done easily, however the inherent perversity of the universe's causal geometry prevents this

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Shattered Reflections - Chapter 33: No One

“Lexa,” Clarke croaked. “N-no one is coming.”

There was a distant crash and a curse that caused the both of them to crouch and duck behind a different wall. Both were increasingly aware that their current position was indeed not the best place to be holding this conversation. Not that any other room in the gallery was much better given the current situation and the villain slinking around. 

Lexa focused back on Clarke, ears keenly listening to any movement heading in their direction, “What do you mean? What happened to your phone?”

A slight pang of heartbreak rang through Clarke’s chest, “The towers. Th-they went out before we could even try to make the call. But Elijah has a radio on him. I had to try and come out here to get it. It’s our only chance.” 

Continue reading here!

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For the fans of Chef Lexa and those that like to know why and how I often think of her and the whole Quality Ingredients crew every day, I’m doing my weekend ritual of cleaning my event tools and sharpening knives and resetting my work bag for the next week. I have one of those totally awesome absolutely douchey chef backpacks that has a compartment for everything. As catering chefs, we are always cooking in new places, we’re away from our home kitchen often, and we never know what we’ll need to have on hand, so it has come in so handy.

Event season kicks off next week, so I dumped the whole thing out to get it right and tight. My mom gave me the bag for Christmas, and I think of her all the time when I find myself appreciating it, so I messaged her and she asked me “how much stuff fits in there?” so I laid it all out to show her.

It made me think of Chef Lexa who is always cooking in multiple places and is the type of chef who would always prefer to have her own shit, and that she’s probably got a hell of a set up she travels with.

This is everything I roll around with every day, for reference:

It all fits in this thing with so many specific little spots for each thing so I always know where something is. True Virgo dream!

#oh wow

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My favorite Alycia scene in Saint X

#there was literally no need for her to change right there #(and there's no logical explanation to him not reacting but that's a different discussion) #she could've just be walking out #or talk from the bathroom (i know they didn't have on but whatever) #there was absolutely zero reason against her being clothed in that scene #yet they chose that #they chose to have her hop into her jeans (absolutely not reminding us of those hips at all 👀) #all while still only in her bra #and im so thankfull for that choice

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Sketches 🕊️ °˖➴

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New idea: instead of writing the fic, you come over to my house and I tell you the entire plot while I pace my tiny kitchen. There’s a cup of tea, warm in your hands. The words don’t stop and the affection never leaves your expression.