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Couple aesthetic:the short one tries to kiss the tall one,but they can’t reach up; so they gently stand on their toes,take the tall one’s neck And DRAG THE MOTHERFUCKER DOWN. IF I CAN’T GO UP,YOU’RE GOING DOWN WITH ME

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clarke griffin weeks → day six      ↳  favourite location

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A quiet huff of a sigh releases through Clarke’s lips as she tilts her head back and closes her eyes. “You’re probably right.” (x)

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You are an alchemist; make gold of that.

Shakespeare, William (1564–1616) English poet, playwright, and actor

In Great Books of the Western World (Volume 27) The Plays and Sonnets of William Shakespeare (Volume Two) Timon of Athens Act V, Scene i, l. 117 Encyclopædia Britannica, Inc. Chicago, Illinois, USA. 1952

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             “They taught each other how to be open and how to love. The only bad thing about it was that they came from such different sides of the coin and had to face a lot of struggle with the outside world and what other people thought of them.”

                    — Eliza Taylor on what ways did Clarke and Lexa bring out the best and worst in each other

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orange is the new black au: i can hear it in your veins (a soulmates au by nightslightss)

She’s halfway down the block before Alex catches up with her once more. She’s calling her name. Piper keeps walking. She grabs her wrist. Piper spins, fist poised, and Alex retreats, hands raised in silent surrender. “Piper.” She pushes. Pleads. “What?” Piper hisses. “You’re… I… you’re my soulmate.” She stutters. Piper freezes, eyeing her angrily. (She’s mocking me. How dare she. After all she’s done tonight.) “I don’t have a soultmate.” “Piper.” She takes a step forward, Piper’s fists clench, she stops. “Look.” She lowers her hands, rolls up her sleeves, presents her knuckles. Scarred. Familiar. And Piper falters. Shakes her head. Steps back. “No. I-” Her eyes dart around helplessly. She’s drunk. It’s late. She’s confused. Alex is wrong. She must be. She doesn’t have a soulmate. “Leave me alone.” She turns to leave, she needs to get home, she needs to bury herself in her bed, she needs to forget. This night. This woman. This bad dream. But Alex is persistent, and she takes another step forward as Piper retreats. “Wait!” Piper pauses. “At least let me walk you home. I promised I’d see you home. At least let me keep my word.” Piper eyes her wearily, already knowing she’s powerless to deny this woman. “Fine.” She turns again, begins walking toward her home. “But don’t… touch me.” Alex follows.

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I need to revamp this blog into something that fits my current interests. Nothing too drastically different but... hmm. It could still be an archive of fics but of just my personal favs and perhaps not just of vauseman anymore.

This is gonna be a lot of work. lol 

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Commander Lexa inspired a lot of fans, but perhaps her biggest inspiration of all has been the unification of the LGBT community in the fight for proper representation in television. We’re making history with “LGBT Fans Deserve Better,” and some proceeds from the sales of this shirt, in honour of that, will be donated to The Trevor Project. To get this design on a t-shirt or other apparel and items (phone cases etc,) check out this link.  Please keep up the fight and remember, we have a voice. WE DESERVE BETTER.

{please reblog, DO NOT REPOST}

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So...

It’s been quite a long while since I’ve signed onto this blog. 

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I came up with this idea a while ago and finally got myself to do it. 

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Vauseman asthetics: Season 1

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The little wiry one? You should have killed her (Pennsatucky).