reshopgoufa:

procrastinating-porcupine:

reshopgoufa:

so clarke and lexa part ways for their final time. it’s heavy, of course. there’s hugs that last for both an eternity and the shortest of seconds, and kisses that are more a frantic attempt to crawl into one another’s bones than not. there’s “i’ll always be with you” and “i’ll love you forever” and “i won’t forget you. not once. not ever.” 

there’s destroying the city of light. there’s destroying that last scrap. that last wisp. that last remaining fragment. 

and then with nothing to hold her together, no hope, no mission, no quest to keep her going, clarke falls ill. and no one can figure out what it is. 

she doesn’t get better either. she becomes worse and worse so very quickly.

what would they know, though? clarke’s dying of a broken heart, and she’s fucking glad to be going. 

#AND THEN THEY MEET IN THE ACTUAL PROPER AFTERLIFE. LEXA GRUMPY AF TO BE SEEING HER SO SOON. CLARKE SHEEPISH AF.#BUT. DFKJVFGB . -come here- and she does. god. forehead kisses and hair petting. clarke dead and breathing easy for the first time in months#-it hurt so bad. i missed you so much-#dflkjhdfgb fd anyway.

ashlee don’t be rude

no but i’m serious though. her body failing her and she’s wasting away little by little with each passing day but. god. every step closer to death and smiling comes easier. the weight starts to lift. the sky is blue outside her window and there are birds singing and soon she won’t be suffering anymore in a world without lexa in it.

do you think maybe that. clarke doesn’t believe in an after? that she’ll die and all there will be is void. but she wont be hurting anymore. she wont be drowning in her anguish. crushed under the burden of lexa’s absence.

so. listen. okay. she’s going. she’s going and she’s happy. she’s relieved. soon there will be nothing.

okay but there isn’t nothing. there’s a green valley and a bright summer sky. or maybe a golden bedroom and children laughing in some distant hallway.

there isn’t void. no. there’s lexa. looking surprised to see her. looking sad and hurt. looking guilty, even, maybe. because lexa is glad to see her. lexa is glad to finally be together again, but she feels bad because clarke should have had a much longer life to live. and she says so. but clarke wont have it. clarke doesn’t want to hear it. because a life without lexa isn’t much a life worth living at all