Good Earth Cleavage

Dear Diary, I had Titus remove all low cut shirts from Clarke’s wardrobe while she was at the market. I feel it’s better for everyone. Especially my face. I wonder how long it takes for a black eye to heal. I hope it’s before the next clan meeting.

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[Finally we meet again…] “Alicia, have we met before? You look really familiar to me! I feel like we’ve known each other… like… 100 years ago?” “I don’t know, have we?” “The zombies must have eaten my brain, sorry…Your name again? Alicia?” “Alicia…Cl-… Clark” “You can’t even remember your own name? Tell me you’re not a zombie, hahaha…” ———– Fix: Zombies -> Walkers, I messed up, too much TWD

Clarke: hey Lexa are you a pirate...
Lexa: oh no Clarke did I do something to upset you please tell me if I did something wrong I would never treat you like those scum of the sea I only want the best for you and
Clarke: ...cause you have got the booty...Lexa?
Lexa, crying: I love you so much Clarke.

me as a parent

me: lexa looks up at clarke with tears in her eyes, her lips trembling...
child: mum can you read me a fairy story instead
me: honey this is a story of a space bisexual and lesbian post-apocalyptic queen, they are better than a fairy story
child: yes mummy
me: good girl, costia