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polytrix pwp series
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19 Jun 2026
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I watched Obsession and wondered what would happen if Zoey, the chaos gremlin, had gotten the Willow instead.
Or, Zoey and Mira wish for Rumi to be truthful. Now they have to deal with the aftermath.
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- Part 8 of KPDH Anthology
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18 Jun 2026
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How to Save a Life by RandomStrangerthing
Fandoms: The 100 (TV), The 100 Series - Kass Morgan
12 Jun 2026
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"Lexa Woods, 26," the paramedic shouted over the hiss of the portable oxygen. "Found collapsed in her office. History of hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. She’s in end-stage failure. Ejection fraction is less than fifteen percent."
Clarke’s medical brain snapped into gear, overriding the sudden, inexplicable jolt in her chest. "Get her on the monitors. Type and cross for four units."
As Clarke leaned over to check the woman’s pupils, Lexa’s eyes fluttered open. They weren't the dull, glazing eyes of a typical trauma patient. They were a piercing, defiant green. Even with a mask over her face, she looked at Clarke and tried to speak.
"Don't... talk," Clarke commanded, her voice professional and crisp. "I’m Dr. Griffin. You’re at Mount Weather. We’re going to help you."
Lexa reached up, her fingers trembling but determined, and hooked the edge of the oxygen mask, pulling it down just an inch.
"You... have... blue eyes," Lexa rasped, her voice like velvet dragged over broken glass. Then, her eyes rolled back, and the monitor flatlined into a high-pitched, terrifying scream.
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I can't get over Izzie and Denny's (Grey's Anatomy) lovestory so I have to make a happy (?) clexa version.
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14 Jun 2026
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A month after leaving Camp Jaha, Clarke is found in the forest by a Trishanakru warrior who brings her to a village where no one knows her name. A year later, a messenger from Polis arrives, and the life she built starts to unravel.
Meanwhile, Lexa holds a crumbling Coalition together while mourning a ghost she's convinced is dead.
Clexa endgame. I promise
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14 Jun 2026
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Clarke returned the squeeze, then she bit her lip. “So, don’t take this the wrong way.”
A single eyebrow rose on Anya’s face. “That means whatever you’re going to say is probably the wrong thing.”
With a slight bob of her head, Clarke seemed to agree. Yet, she opened her mouth. “If its the binder of donors that’s making you second-guess things, maybe tell Warm Hands that you know an alpha who would be willing to donate.”
Anya withdrew the contact. Her mouth opened as she took a step back.
“Not like that.” One hand covered Clarke’s crotch and the other pulled the sheet tighter across her breasts. “I meant, I could… the cup. I could do it in the cup. Not… I didn’t mean that I would…. That I want to…. Fuck.” She waved her hand between them; karate chopped her fragmented sentences. “I’m sorry. Just forget it. I mean, that was so… rude. I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to over step, and I didn’t--”
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08 Jun 2026