#hedaiisms

“It’s about Clarke---” The words tore from her throat before she could stop them. The guards were holding her arms so tightly that she knew there would be bruises the next day. Not that it was anything new. That was all this world was. Bruise after bruise, bloodshed after bloodshed --- so much death. Completely different than how life had been on the Arc. Caroline lifted her eyes, jaw setting as she looked up at the Commander. Her throat bobbed nervously, breath catching in her throat. “I’m here because of Clarke.”

wiggles eyebrows/ noted.

Lexa and Clarke-- Red

“Heda. You wished to see me?” Aden stood up, his head dipping slightly in greeting, hands behind his back as his eyes land back on the figure of Leksa. There was a slight smile quirking at his lip, the boy struggling to not show it, he always looked forward to these meetings.

i just wanted to make other people feel like they could come to me for positivity and i end up with so much positivity directed at me i’m lowkey overwhelmed by this sort of kindness i need a moment

    ❝ of course. ❞ she reached out, hands grasping lexa’s as she moved to sit beside her. just letting her know that she was there could help, at least she hoped.

    ❝ I said go away. ❞ Small hands come to push against the other’s chest, clenching into fists still doesn’t stop them from shaking. Costia’s lips press together as she glances down. ❝ Leave! ❞

    ❝ i don’t need outside. not when there’s tumblr. ❞ her head laid on the table as she murmurs softly. ❝ i almost have fifty followers. ❞