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I literally just cant. Sometimes are you guys hit by the fact, that Lexa the stoic Commander, with the wisdom of generations, fell in love with a smol girl who fell from the sky? She bared her soul to her, and she protected her, and improved and changed her entire life and the ways of her people for that small bi bean?

She was so beautiful. And strong. And just…. Powerful. She moved us all. She inspired so many of us. She inspired hundreds of thousands of us to revolt against the media and their view of the lgbtq youth. She changed the lives of so many

For me, the most powerful yet heartbreaking scene was one of her very last happy moments. That smile, that smile she gave Clarke as she leaned down to kiss her on the bed. Do you guys remember? That smile. It was like… Seeing her for the first time. Happy. Relieved. Satisfied. She looked so beautiful. And raw. And fucking amazing.

I miss her so much

Name: Cannon Turtle

HP: 3

Atk: 3

Def: 1

Description: A turtle with a large cannon on its back. I mean, they hit the nail on the head with that one. The shots it fires are powerful, but move incredibly slowly so they’re easy to block. If you jump on the cannon you might be able to knock it over. It looks so sad trying to get up, but remember they’re the bad guys.

Peter x reader (fluff)

Your accident happened when you were about 10. You were crossing the road, you had looked. Just like you had been thought. Left, right. Then again, left, right. The car came out of nowhere. Knocking you down. The last thing you heard was your mother screaming.

You woke 2 weeks later in hospital. The driver hit you with such force that you lost your the power to move your legs. Never again would you walk. At the time you didn’t understand what that would mean. But now you were 19. And you understood. You couldn’t walk to the fridge to get a drink. You couldn’t walk your dog. Swim. Run. Play sports. You had to sit and watch others.

Your family moved house when you were 17. To a quite area. That’s when you met him. At first you ignored him. Thinking he’d like you. Let alone be your friend. Yet you quickly saw how kind he was. How smart he was.

“I wish I could go to the beach” you sighed. It was the hottest day that summer. Your parents were working and you were sitting with Peter in his back garden. He flashed you a smile before running into your house and grabbing a load of things for you. When he returned, he had all the beach things you need. He liked helping you. Not because you needed it but because you were his friend.

Next thing you knew he was running you to the beach. Pushing you wheelchair as he went. Your head spun once he stopped but then you noticed he was pulling you into his arms. Walking slowly to the water at dipping your toes in. Peter was your best friend. Maybe more. There wasn’t a label on it. There didn’t need to be. It was perfect the way it was.

“It’s only cannibalism if we’re equals.”

Since the airing of “Antipasto,” people have continued to debate Bedelia’s relationship to Hannibal.  If she knows what she’s getting into, why does she seem so traumatized? She’s killed before, after all. She’s not trying to save him—she expects him to kill and knows what he does with the remains. Why does she use these “passive aggressive” means to draw attention to herself, instead of just getting out? Does she really think she’s in conscious control of her thoughts? Is she really in conscious control of them?

What have you gotten yourself into, Bedelia?

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