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[clexa-surrogacy-au]

Between Our Love

Chapter 10: Fifteen Seconds

Lexa floats, like a piece of driftwood, in the strange in-between world in the middle of consciousness and slumber. The car rocks gently around her, the radio hums, brief flashes of light break up the darkness behind her eyelids, and Lexa lay cradled in the center of it all, curled up in her seat with the seat warmers on, suspended in that place of limbo where time has no meaning.

At least, until the soft murmur of Clarke's voice breaks through the fog as if from a great distance. Lexa stirs, awareness gradually returning to her. Her lashes flutter as she blinks, cracking her eyes open to see Clarke looking at her with fond amusement.

"Sorry to wake you. I just— I'm coming up on the last toll and I can't find the coin purse. I think it's in the glove box. Which…" She gestures vaguely at the swell of her stomach, one hand still on the wheel. Which she can't reach. Right.

Lexa unravels her legs and spares a moment for a languid stretch before she opens the glove box to pluck out the frog-shaped coin purse she'd hidden there when they'd stopped for dinner earlier. They're already rolling up to the toll booth, so Lexa opens it up and counts out the change Clarke needs, handing it over to her. She yawns, feeling much more awake by the time they're gaining speed again.

"We're close," Clarke tells her, nodding toward her phone plugged in its holder on the dashboard. Lexa doesn't need a glance at the map to tell her that, though. She breathes in deeply and the scent of pine fills her lungs. They've already made it to the outskirts of Polis. The road ahead is flanked on either side by familiar pine trees, stretching up toward a night sky that's starting to lighten, the surplus of stars dwindling as the city's distant artificial lights bleach the sky.

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[anonfanfic]

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: The 100 (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clarke Griffin/Lexa, Clarke Griffin & Lexa Characters: Clarke Griffin, Lexa (The 100) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Clexa, Cheerleading, Smut, Friends With Benefits, First Meetings Summary:

Clarke and Lexa are both cheerleaders. They find each other at a tryout for a collegiate team and choices are made.

[donationwayne]

Hi I don’t know how much crossover the 9-1-1 fandom and the 100 fandom have but —

my best friend (who I force to watch 911 with me 😇 she’s a Madney enjoyer) just finished her first ever chapter fic 🥺🥺 if you’re a Clexa enjoyer you should check it out

BABY YOUR A WORK OF ART || CLEXA || THE 100 || 60k

(SNIPPET)

“Lincoln,” Clarke shouted as she made it inside.

The menacing bald security guard broke out into a killer smile at the sight of his friend. He really was just a giant teddy bear. Clarke barreled into his open arms for a hug and giggled to herself at the juxtaposition that was his looks and personality.

“Hello, Princess,” he gruffed.

Clarke raised an eyebrow in feigned irritation, “You’ve been spending too much time with Octavia.”

He smiled sheepishly at being caught. Clarke just shook her head and held back a laugh. Those two were not as sneaky as they thought they were. Honestly, their fondness for each other was visible from space.

“Are you going to try and get some sketching done today?”

“That’s the plan,” she nodded and patted her art satchel hanging by her side.

Lincoln gave her the customary pass with the metal detector wand, checked her bag and sent her on her way with a wish of good luck. Clarke waved over her shoulder and headed down the halls to find the perfect spot. She wound through rooms and exhibits, taking her time to analyze the different pieces that caught her eye.

After passing through a few rooms, she settled on a colorful and interesting display of glass. It appeared as if the glass was running down in little rivers of blues and greens to meet in a pool at the bottom. Something in her heart tugged at the sight of it and she knew this would be the inspiration for her sketching today.

She sat down at the bench nearest the glass artwork and tucked her bag between her feet before removing her sketchpad and pencils. Biting down on the end of the pencil and gently twirling it between her teeth, she studied the piece to find the best place to start. Before too long her pencil was gliding across the paper etching lines as her fingers rubbed to smooth shading.

The phone vibrating in Clarke’s pocket caused her to jump. She had been so focused on the sketch in front of her that her surroundings had ceased to exist. She stole a few glances at passing patrons before checking her notifications. Raven had sent her a Snap. She opened it to find a photo of Raven’s newest experiment with the caption: Time to go boom!

Clarke shook her head and let out an exasperated laugh. She opened up the camera and started to take a selfie showcasing her graphite covered hand. Just as she snapped the photo she heard a throat clearing behind her.

“Excuse me, Miss? I do believe the posted signs ask that you not take photos of the artwork.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Clarke whipped her head around quickly and her gaze caught on beautiful forest green eyes. She nearly gasped at the girl arching a perfect brow in her direction. Clarke cringed as she continued to explain, “This is so embarrassing. I was actually just taking a selfie.”

“I know,” the brown haired, green eyed goddess replied with a smirk.

“I-,” Clarke gaped, completely unable to formulate a response.

Before she could come to her senses someone was shouting for the green eyed girl. She threw a wink over her shoulder and left Clarke still stunned, brain lagging like an early 2000s Dell desktop. Clarke shook her head to clear her jumbled thoughts and looked back down at her phone. Her selfie had managed to capture a blur of brunette hair. That really just happened, she thought to herself.

Clarke saved the photo to her library and clicked on her screen to add the caption: caught in the act. She sent it off to Raven and tucked her phone back into her pocket. She couldn’t wait to tell the girls about this.

ANYWAYS CLEXA BITCHES READ THIS AND FOLLOW HER AT @procrastinationstation101

[avasillva]

AGATHA ALL ALONG (2024) KILLING EVE (2018–2022) THE 100 (2014–2020)

[saturnvs]

maybe life should be about more than just surviving

[vague-in-vegas]

femslash february // day ten

popular media + wlw kisses

[forsapphics]

Clarke & Lexa's first kiss

THE 100 (2014 - 2021) · S02, E14: Bodyguard of Lies — directed by Uta Briesewitz

[ao3topshipsbracket]

Top Femslash Ships Bracket - Round 2 Side 2

This poll is a celebration of fandom and fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with some of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement of anything included in the bracket, and refrain from harassment.

[padmaddean]

Pride month Day30

Clarke & Lexa The 100 (2014-2020)

[clarkelexagifs]

Don't we deserve better than that?

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 44. clarke griffin and commander lexa - the 100

[clexa-surrogacy-au]

Curious to know if this story is unfolding for readers the same way I’ve been hoping it is (and also, talking about the story helps keep me engaged so I can finish chapter 12 which is currently 19k and close to being done… I think 😅)

What are you imagining is going to happen next?

Anything you’re hoping for?

Any guesses or theories you’d like to share?

Favorite bits so far? (Not only of this latest chapter specifically, but of the whole fic)

[dontwantthenextcommanderiwantyou]

It's been 10 years...

[doortotomorrow]

SHIPS IN THE SPOTLIGHT : clexa edition a moment of calm

[popchoc]

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.