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coneheda · 1 year
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50 "in my defense, I really wanted to."
“Uh Lex? We might have a problem.” Anya says, pulling her out of her day dream. Lexa groans as she gets up from her desk. The last three hours of her day could not be going any slower, all she wants to do is go home and lock herself in her room with her girlfriend who’s finally coming to visit. Okay, it hasn’t been that long since they’ve seen each other- Lexa was just there for work two weeks ago- but any amount of time spent apart is torture. Hopefully whatever the problem is, it can resolve itself quickly. 
“What is it?” She asks, but there’s no need to wait for a verbal answer when she looks over her colleague's shoulder and sees the alert popped up on the screen. Her chest tightens as her heart rate speeds up. This has to be a mistake.
“You ran a background check right?” Anya asks. Lexa ignores her in favor of shoving her out of the way to take over the monitor. Suspect detained. Potential bomb threat. Terrorism. The words swirl around her head as she reads them. But It’s not the words that have ice running through her veins, no in her line of work they’re a common place, but the face attached to them? That’s something she never would have seen coming.
With shaky hands she pulls up the security feed, taking in the small figure hunched over a table, hands cuffed together but still able to clench themselves in disheveled hair. Lexa stares at the image, trying to understand how she missed something this big. It’s only when she sees what the detainee is wearing that she jumps up.
“Oh fuck.” She scrambles to grab her belongings and races up to her boss's office.
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Clarke likes flying. Likes seeing the world from a new perspective. Likes people watching while she waits for her flight. Likes the fact that she can cross the country in a matter of hours instead of days. She even likes the overpriced food, it’s all part of the experience. 
Correction, Clarke liked flying. It’s going to be a long time before she sets foot in another airport. 
It had started off a normal travel day. Arriving three hours early, a habit her mom had ingrained into her, even though she knows she doesn't need half that to get through security and get to her gate with more than enough time to spare. 
She even remembered to mail her surprise to her girlfriends to prevent any potential embarrassment that could have come up had it gone through the scanner. 
So when she was randomly selected and her hands swabbed, she thought nothing of it. It’s happened a handful of times before and she just waits patiently while they run their test. 
When that test came back positive and she was roughly escorted to a small room with no windows and interrogated for the next two hours? All patience and calmness were sucked out of her, replaced by anxiety and confusion. Honestly it’s a good thing she went to the bathroom before queuing up for security otherwise she would be physically shitting herself instead of just mentally. 
She has no idea how explosive residue got on her hands or the trace amounts they found on her bag. They keep asking her what the target is, where the bomb is, what it’s made of, if she’s working alone. For the first five minutes she questioned whether their test was faulty or she somehow switched bodies with someone, maybe it was all some sort of sick joke. But the questions kept coming and the people asking them kept getting scarier looking.
The next time the door opens she doesn’t lift her head up from the table. Her tears have long since dried up and her fear has morphed into anger. 
“Oh my god Clarke!” Lexa rushes over to girlfriend. Startled eyes take her in as she smooths down blonde locks. “Baby I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” 
Clarke feels borderline delirious after the last few hours, enough to momentarily question whether or not who she’s seeing is real, but quickly shakes it off and allows herself to be lifted from the chair. The cuffs are removed and Lexa wraps an arm around her to guide her out of the hell box.
The scary people hand over all her belongings and don’t try to stop them from leaving. It’s a complete 180 from ten minutes ago when they told her she was facing life in prison.
Clarke doesn’t even realize they’ve left the airport until she’s being buckled into a car. 
“Clarke?” Lexa asks, concern evident in her tone.
“What the fuck just happened?” Clarke says in disbelief.
“We need to talk.”
“Oh great, first I’m accused of terrorism and now I’m being dumped fan-fucking-tastic. I swear I don’t even know what you need to make a bomb let alone how to build one. I don’t know how it got on-”
“Clarke.” Lexa cuts her off, “I’m not breaking up with you, you might want to dump me after hearing what I have to say, but I really hope you don’t.”
“What are you talking about?” Clarke asks and oh how Lexa loves the little furrow between her brows.
“It’s my fault.” Lexa tells her “You’re wearing my sweatshirt and I assume you pulled it from the hamper instead of washing it.”
“So?” Clarke asks the furrow getting a little deeper. 
Lexa takes a deep breath. “Well it had explosive residue on it…”
Clarke blinks. Once. Twice. “I’m sorry what? Why would your sweatshirt have- are you a terrorist??”
“No of course not!” Lexa hastily puts a stop to that train of thought. “No, I- it was a work training thing and I put it after and didn’t think about the fact that you might wear it before washing it let alone try to go through any sort of security with it on.”
“A work thing? What kind of foreign policy advisor work involves explosives!” Clarke says in exasperation. She looks at her girlfriends guilty expression. “That’s not actually what you do, is it?”
Lexa shakes her head, “No. Although I know enough about it to tell people, so it could be?” 
Clarke is quiet for what feels like hours to Lexa, but is really more like a minute. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me. I can’t believe I believed you. You’re terrible at lying! At least I thought you were, is that all an act?”
“In my defense I really wanted to. Tell you that is, but I couldn’t unless we were married and no it’s not an act. My job is the only thing I’m good at fudging the truth about. At least when it comes to you.” Lexa explains
“So why tell me now? We’re not married. Am I going to have to go live in a cave somewhere?”
Lexa laughs “no nothing like that. You’ll just have to sign a few forms and promise your first born to the government.” Clarke glares at her. “Okay okay, I’m serious about the paperwork though. My boss gave me the green light due to the circumstances and because I hope that one day we will be married, if you’ll still have me that is, but no one else can know.” 
Clarke can’t stop the flutter in her chest at the word married. Even if part of her is still angry at the whole situation, the idea of marrying Lexa is something she hasn’t stopped thinking about since they got together.
“Are we okay?” Lexa asks, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.
Clarke sighs, letting the chaos melt away. “We’re okay.” She snuggles into Lexas side. “If you didn’t want me wearing your clothes all you had to do was say something.” She grumps. “You’re really going to have to make this up to me and do all the flying for the foreseeable future.” 
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hula-zombie · 2 years
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Oh oh oh oh oh
This autumn love
Oh oh oh oh oh
Is not enough
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roguelov · 10 months
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Does anyone want to come over and help me buzz my hair again? I’m too lazy to do it myself and I need someone to do edges anyway
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Song tag game
Rules: Spell out your URL with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL 😰
M Make It Wit Chu - Queens of the Stone Age O One More Hour - Tame Impala B Bass - A$AP Rocky & Clams Casino I I Get It - Chevelle L Let’s Work - Prince E Excursions - A Tribe Called Quest S She Said - Collective Soul U Unscripted Violence - Violent Idols I I Don’t Wanna Be Me - Type O Negative T Thinking of You - A Perfect Circle Z Zumba - Don Omar E Early in the Morning - The GAP Band T Tear Away - Drowning Pool A All Night - ローマン Roman feat. コンシャスTHOUGHTS G Gimmie the Loot - The Notorious B.I.G. U U Got The Look - Prince N No Puedo Estar Sin Ti - Moenia D Don’t Cry - Guns N’ Roses A At Sunset - Yung Bae, Macross 82-99 and Harrison M Minerva - Deftones
I tag: @dustsprite @hxh @kyousukebei @nutbladder @inuugami @zodiacbrave @carlamarieuber @lovesuplex @exoset @jigoku-ner0 @killula @thefrogknight @hinugundam @p0y0 @catcrusher @takaneshijou @44erokawa @marble-soda-pop @sadbroski @solardrifter
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badolmen · 4 months
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am0ngmysw6n · 8 months
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feels like i’m entering a new era
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xynnix-stars · 1 year
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i want to try and break someone's heart
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introspectivememories · 5 months
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it's always distinguished lesbian momo with disaster gay todoroki. we need to flip the script. disaster lesbian momo with distinguished gay todoroki. tddk are practically living together in shouto's japanese style dorm meanwhile momo flies in every morning, hair a mess, slamming that shoji door open, talkin bout "todoroki-kun! kyouka touched my knee this morning! do you think she likes me????"
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h34rt3y3s · 2 years
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Well getting stuck up on you a fucking year later was not the plan but here we are I guess
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skunkes · 2 months
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all of february's chibis ^_^
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heartorbit · 2 months
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happy valentines day... 2!
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boxesofdoodles · 2 months
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mizu sketch<3
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you want a new kind of guy, fine, i raise you: the lady i was briefly roommates with in college who once smoked a blunt at a party and then spent an hour confessing earnestly to me that she genuinely preferred reading detailed episode recaps over actually watching the tv show in question
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intotheelliwoods · 2 months
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This is Part 2! Part 1 can be found here...
Sprout... hey Sprout... we love you Sprout... we wish only the best for you, you are doing amazing Sprout. I promise you will feel better after your much needed breakdown here <3 we are all cheering you on
Apologies for the cliffhanger, we will check in with Poptart sometime soon~
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superbellsubways · 11 months
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all my computer-y guy refs now all together ^__^
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miusato · 2 months
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Yeah but what if they're some oddly high budget cartoon from the 00s???
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