#Letters to Lexa

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I wonder how much larger Clarke's mouth gaped open when she saw Lexa's butt after she stripped out of her pants

Clarke would drop her jaw to the fucking ground, Griffin.exe stopped working right then and there djdndkdmdk

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Petition to stop the awtr clexa au and instead do the 50 first dates clexa au..who's with me ✊🏽

No can do chikadee, I only fill the asks that I get 🥺

But I think AWTR is mostly drawing to a close anyway tho. I've only got a couple more I think chillin in my inbox so unless I get a deluge of them out of nowhere it's probably coming to an end naturally anyway

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Do any of Nikki's social media photos remind you of any of your Lexa au's? (like that bikini one 👁️🫦👁️)

This is sugarbaby!Lexa. Miss model, refuses to smile in public. That bikini picture was definitely sent straight to Clarke who had a meeting while Lexa enjoyed the pool. A menace.

Mobster princess Lexa right here. Sitting like this while she interrogates Clarke, calls her pet names and threatens to have one of her guys dismember her if she doesn't tell her what she wants. Lovingly, of course 🩷

Cheerleader Lexa!!!! It just fits her so well (bonus pictures because those pictures just make me think of cheerleader Lexa at a party with others vs with Clarke. Also.... push up bra and necklace between the boobs 😳)

This one right here - Brat!Lexa..... need I say more? 🤭🤭🤭 it's not wonder Clarke loves to hate her so much 🤭

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So when do werewolf Clarke and Lexa become intimately closer with each other 👀 also can we assume wanheda's dagger 🗡️

They just met and ya'll are already wondering when they fuck!!!!! 😂 there's a baby toddler in a very tiny house, it is not gonna be an easy task find the time and place to consummate the relationship that is for sure!

I'm thinking Clarke has a pack of some sort that she does return to often, sometimes telling Lexa she'll be back in a few days and asking her not to leave the clearing and not let the baby play outside alone as the woods can be dangerous. She just doesn't tell her the danger is her own pack that is not too fond of humans. Later on, Clarke will share with Octavia and Raven about her human little secrets, and they might babysit the little baby while Lexa and Clarke get even more acquainted with each other 🤭

😌 you sure can!

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Im imagining Lexa traveling through the woods with her small toddling child. She is vaguely aware of something large moving in the distance. The longer they walk, the closer it gets… Eventually the large blond wolf reveals itself. Stalking towards them, snarling… Lexa stops, scared. But this tiny adorable child runs straight for werewolf Clarke. Hugging her giant face. Werewolf Clarke lays down and just immediately starts licking little bbs face. Lexa just standing there in awe.

Anywho’s. Thats my cuteness thought of the day😂

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 I am going to SCREAM, oh my fucking god this is so cute!!!!!!!!

Accused of being a witch in her hometown Lexa is forced to flee with her small baby in her arms. She barely had anything in her bag other than few food and a blanket and a bow and arrow, having been taught how to hunt as a child.

She's looking for something, a cave, a small house in the woods, a tent, somewhere she can rest and allow her babu to sleep comfortably in.

Lexa feels it before she sees it. She feels watched; stalked. She's on high alert, bow in hand, ready to defend her baby with her life. There are rumors that Lexa is aware of, legend of the creatures this forest serves a home to but Lexa would slay a whole demon if it meant keeping her kid safe, urging the toddler to stay close to her and quickly small arms wrap around her leg, afraid of the darken woods.

The monster surges forward from the tree line with a loud snarl and Lexa immediately points the arrow at its head, terrifying teeth on display, dangerous eyes focused on Lexa's weapon.

Lexa registers two late that the warmth of her baby around her leg is gone and her heart drops when she looks to the side to watch them toddling towards the werewolf with a joyful smile and a "doggy!" cheer to their voice. She hears her heart beating in her ears, terror sweeping over her.

But as soon as the beast sees her small bundle, it stops. Teeth put away, the massive wolf suddenly looks confused as the baby approaches it, hands stretched on front of them to pet the big dog. A sniff to air and the wolf's tail waggles with excitment at the small child, dropping to the floor in a rather playful, calm manner.

The baby jumps to petting the wolf who allows her to without discussion, licking the baby's face as a thank you and making the small toddler giggle.

Lexa finally regains her nerve after staring on awe at the scene, approaching child and wolf with careful steps and with a gentle pet to the wolf's head she sweeps her child into her arms, telling them it is time to go and thanking the gentle giant "for not eating us". It stays down as they walk away and Lexa takes a deep breath once it's out of few, gently reprimanding her child for doing such a dangerous thing.

It is about 10 minutes later when Lexa feels herself being watched once again. This time the wolf quickens its pace to catch up with them before slowing down and accompanying them. The toddler begs to be put down and after staring at the wolf as if asking for confirmation it wont eat her baby she lets them down. With a smile she watches as her baby pets the wolf and the wolf licks their chubby face in return before allowing the toddler to hold its fur along side Lexa's hand as they walk.

An hour more into the trip, Lexa finds herself tired and cold, snow having started to makes it's way down. The baby has fallen asleep, holding on to the wolf's fur as they sleep on its back. Lexa looks around, hoping to see smoke from a camp fire or chimney with no luck. Watching her attentively the wilf bites on the fabric of her lose shirt, pulling her along. Lexa asks what it wants, as if the wolf was to answer but after a few tigs to her shirt Lexa decides to follow it. It seems to have a fondness for her baby so at the very least Lexa knows it wont hurt them.

Lexa follows it through the woods, questioning out loud where it's taking them before a clearing up ahead gives way from a small wodden cabin, seemingly inhabited. Lexa sighs of reloef as they approach it, opening the front dore carefully, bow pointed at the darkness before she deems to empty. It has a single bedroom with bed, and Lexa urges the wolf with her baby on its back insidr as she tries to star a fire, looking around for a few candles.

She catches a rabbit and cooks it over the fire, feeding the wolf what she knows she will not be able to eat. It is already past midnight when Lexa takes her baby from the wolf's grasp, until now both happily cuddling by the fire. The wolf whines but does not lift its head from its place by the fire as it looks at Lexa holding her small child and wishing her a goodnight and thanking her for bringing them here.

The next morning Lexa wakes up underneath the blankets she brought, alone in the bed, the su light shinning through the small window of the bedroom. It was not a dream it seems. As Lexa opens the door she sees the fire still going but unlike she thought she would, she sees neither the wolf nor her baby and panic sets in.

Right on cue tho, the front door opens and in walks her child, cheeks red from the cold outside. Lexa walks towards them, to hug them or lecture them, she had yet to make up her mind when after her child enters a woman, the golden of her hair the exact same color of the massive wolf's fur.

The woman looks st her with a smile, arms filled branches and Lexa stares at her in disbelief, clearly connecting the dots.

"You're the-"

"Wolf? I am. Good morning."

"How? And who-?"

"Klork mommy!"

Her child says, staring at her with a smile. It is obvious Klork as already introduced herself.

"Klork?"

"Yeah, I'm Clarke. And your name is...?"

"I'm... Lexa." Lexa states, bewildered.

They stare at each other for a while, Lexa's kid seemingly getting bored of their silence and sitting by the fire to play with the two rocks they brought in from outside.

Lexa's stomach grumbling is the one that kills the silence. The wolf-woman smiles big then, perfect teeth a heavy contrast with the sharp ones Lexa saw last night.

"Right, so, breakfast?" She asks, moving to the small kitchen area the cabin offers, Lexa's toddler following after her, both chanting about wanting food.

Lexa looks at them, and then around the cabin before wondering what else did she expect after following a damn wolf through the woods.

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Clarke: Are your parents beavers?

Lexa: Huh?

Clarke: Cause you're built like dayum

Clarke Smooth Griffin laying it on thick 🤣

And yet i can only picture Lexa looking at her like this

Everytime she says one of these pick up lines

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Mundane Lexa gets very horny when she's pregnant so Clarke rises to the occasion to satiate her needs. Clarke is worried she'll hurt Lexa and the baby so she's gentle and soft. Lexa just wants to be railed

Lexa and Clarke have always been pretty vanilla. A little smack to the ass here, nails on the back there but both prefer a more loving sex life. Lexa tends to absolutely adore when Clarke is all sweet and gentle and focused on her pleasure. She basks in the attention from her wife.

But she is HORNY, clawing at the walls type, please bend me over and fuck me. And Clarke wants to indulge her and do whatever she can to keeper her pregnant wifey satisfied but by lord she cannot bring herself to rail Lexa when she is carrying their baby. She wants to make love to her and craddle her tummy and be ever so gentle with her. Honestly, Clarke doesn't even feel brave enough to go fully inside Lexa, that's how much she fears hurting her despite her completely average size that would not hurt at all.

And Lexa is frustrated. With Clarke and herself because Clarke is doing nothing but being the absolute sweetest with her, giving her everything Lexa always wanted in bed. But Lexa doesn't want that right now. She wants rough and sweaty.

And then, then Clarke finally tells her she'll try. It's hard because Lexa is carrying their precious little girl but she'll try, for Lexa.

She barely gets to half a minute being rougher and grabbing at Lexa more aggressive before Lexa's hormones are making her feel like this isn't her Clarke and she's asking her to stop, which Clarke doesntladt a second before coming to an immediate halt, soothing Lexa and holding her as she tries - pretty close to crying too to be honest because she didn't even want to do it like this in the first place.

They spend a couple of hours talking, naked, after Clarke gently rubs Lexa's clit to allow her to cum. They talk about Clarke's fear of hurting Lexa and the baby, Lexa talkes about this constant horniness she doesn't know what to do with. They decide on Clarke helping Lexa orgasm more often, despite the fact Lexa doesn't want Clarke to feel neglect - something Clarke reassures her over and over again she won't as she loves making Lexa feel good especially when her hormones are all over the place and she can help with it. It also becomes clear Lexa wants more *of* Clarke, not particularly more of sex. She wants Clarke all over her during sex, she wants Clarke to not act like she's afraid she'll break just because she's pregnant.

And oh from that day on, Clarke realizes what it is to have a satisfied pregnant wife who is double obsessed with her now that Clarke makes her cum in bed, in the shower, just as she gets home and right before they go to sleep.

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How is Alycia so pretty? She's in her natural element in the garden

I think when she's so clearly happy and giddy she looks even prettier 🥹

Look how pretty she looks with the orchids 🥰🥰🥰

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Clarke: What do you call the nurse with dirty knees?

Lexa: What?

Clarke: The head nurse 😏

Doctor Clarke and nurse Lexa break room conversations that have Lexa chocking on her damn water sjdjdksmslsdm

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How did farm clexa meet? And what was their first impression of one another?

Lexa and Clarke met fairly young. Clarke was about six when her parents decided to move back to their hometown and their ranch.

The school year has already started when Clarke is introduced to the class. Clarke isn't shy but it is hard to make friends when everyone already has friends so she finds herself helping this quiet girl pick up rocks. She doesn't talk much. But her name is Lexa. And she really seems to like rocks. And flowers. She had the cutest ponytail and pretty eyes. Clarke herself has permanent rosy cheeks, missing a tooth and her knees are always scuffed.

Clarke found Lexa a little weird at first. Off putting even. She was very smart but barely spoke. Dueing the first few weeks of being friend, Clarke barely heard her say more than her name, with a deep country accent as she said Klork instead of Clarke. But she is nice to be around. She is the first one to run and get the teacher when Clarke falls down and scrapes her knees again. And she sometimes holds Clarke's hand with a rock between their palms because she thinks it'll make them friends forever.

Lexa is amazed by Clarke honestly. She has a toothy smile and can be a little too loud at times but Lexa likes her. She hangs out with her. And after a while, she helps Lexa collect rocks, picking up the ones she finds pretty and then running to Lexa, asking her if any of these are ones she likes. She has funny jokes sometimes too. And Lexa just likes staying by her side.

They grow up as best friends from there. Clarke becomes the girl that will defend Lexa from every mean kid who tries to call her weird. Lexa will always help Clarke out when she gets in trouble, and if Clarke is to sit inside during recess as detention, Lexa will refuse to go outside, too.

They are a permanent duo and it really shocks no one when they get married, it was a long time coming 🥰

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How did Clarke react when she found out Lexa's pregnant?

Lexa tells her immediately after she finds. She just can't keep it to herself even for a few hours.

She returns to the bedroom with the pregnancy test in hand, sitting on the edge of the by right by where Clarke is. She's frowning still and Lexa reaches a finger to sooth the wrinkled skin between her brows, Clarke's face immediately relaxing as she starts to wake up.

Clarke sits up on the bed slowly and a little confused at being awoken in the middle of the night. She's naked still from their last attempt, one Lexa now realizes might be their last time sleeping together if they decide co-parenting is the extent of their relationship. She'll have time to be disappointed about that later. Right now her heart feels too full.

"Lexa? What's wrong?" Is the first thing Clarke manages out as her eyes travel around Lexa's body, trying to look for anything that might be wrong with her before Lexa grabs her hands and pulls it into her lap.

"It worked." Lexa says with a crack to her voice, not realizing how close she was to crying before. She shows Clarke the stick, "I'm pregnant, Clarke."

She watches with tears falling down as Clarke sleepy mind tries to process what she just told her. She stares at the pregnancy test, making sure she sees the two lines and its not just her vision doubling it. Then she looks at Lexa with her mouth agape. And then back at the test. Finally, it seems to all click.

Her hand in on Lexa's belly and her lips on Lexa's, barely able to kiss her properly with the stretch of the smile on her face.

"We did it." Is what Clarke whispers against Lexa's lips before finally breaking down herself and starting to cry, happy chuckles mixed in with tears.

"Thank you. Thank you so much, Clarke." Lexa cries, eternally grateful for Clarke and this baby they have just discovered.

Clarke shakes her head, confusing Lexa. She chuckles at Lexa's confused expression, "I should be the one thanking you. You- I never knew how much I wanted this until you asked. I never knew how much I wanted this baby with you until I spent days thinking about raising a baby with you, Lexa."

Lexa smiles, swallowing a sob. Before asking she feared she'd ruin their friendship forever. Now, she has never been more glad she took the leap of faith.

"We're gonna be moms Lexa." Clarke chocks out, a sob and a shriek all mixed into one as she crashes their lips together and pushes Lexa down on the bed. It seems Lexa's worry for the end of their sex life was for nothing, as Clarke spends the next two hours switching between softly fucking her and smoothing her stomach with kisses, making it certain to Lexa that their baby will have the best mom in the world.

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How did mundane Clarke tell Lexa that she was the owner of wanheda's dagger? What was Lexa's reaction

I'd say after their first meeting at the wedding and as they continue to talk, Clarke is just honest about. She isn't particularly shy about it or even insecure, she simply wants to make everything as clear as day if they are going to move forward in any capacity.

Clarkr has had the "I'm trans" conversation a few times now and she kind of takes it lightly at this point.

It's a quick "Hey, for the sake of honesty, I'm trans, I have not had bottom surgery nor do I plan on it. If that's cool with you, then cool. If not, then I won't take offense in you deciding to cut things here." To be honest, most of Clarke's nervousness comes from the fact she really likes Lexa and she would be very sad if this is a deal breaker.

Lexa is not particularly phased by it, to be honest. She really likes Clarke, she doesn't give a shit about what genitals she has or what gender shr was assigned at birth.

It's a relief Clarke was already expecting when not 5 minutes later she receives a "It's no issue with me at all Clarke :)" from Lexa and the conversation simply moves as normal 🩷

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#29 for light au

Clexa | Light AU | Canon Pregnant Lexa | 965 words | Prompt #29: Hello My Love

Sleep has always been hostile towards Lexa; nightmarish visions and premonitions, warnings and lessons. Rarely does her mind fully rest of the tiredness of daily life, allowed a nothingness through out the night. Interruptions from outside of her own head would come as often as the ones from within, screaming echoing through the tower as yet another battle breaks out somewhere days away by horse ride, a rebel group forming demanding more change than Lexa could hope to accomplish during her lifetime. 

She is used to it all by now, just another part of life she has come to accept, as natural to her as the soft calm breathing that has become like a sweet lullaby to her hears for the past half of a decade. 

Clarke has nightmares too, Lexa knows it so well. Even with forgiveness granted, Lexa blames herself for a great deal of those as she listens to Clarke repeat words she begged at the entrance of the mountain, negotiate again and again with someone Lexa cannot see before a tear slides down her face and Clarke awakens screaming and trashing, Lexa knowing better now than to launch into an attempt at calming her wife down immediately, as she will be confused by one the demons she is trying to fight off. 

But tonight is calm. 

Clarke’s breathing is regulated, the lightness of her snores a tell tale sign she is deep in her sleep, the odd word that leaves her pink lips nonsense about a crib and too many edged points, what Lexa can deduce comes from her never ending battle with beautifully adorned crib commissioned to the best woodworker in Polis that still seems to not rise to the challenge of making it to Clarke’s impossible child proofing standards. 

And while no vision sent by the commanders haunts Lexa tonight, sleep still evades her with persistence. Perhaps it is the hotness of the summer night, hellish on her skin, or perhaps it was the lamb that was served for dinner, so tender and packed with flavor that Lexa ate perhaps enough to satisfy a grown warrior ready for war under the amused eye of her wife, who slide her half of her share with a mocking smile Lexa did not appreciate but opted not to comment on, too busy enjoying the tenderness of the meat.

She rises finally, knowing she will not manage to sleep at all if she simply stays in bed awaiting its arrival, She is sure to make little noise, Clarke’s heavy sleep never betraying the hostile first few years she spent on earth and Lexa would much prefer if at least one of them had a good night’s rest. She stands with difficulty, her growing stomach not as easy to navigate around as she would like, although she finds years of training and daily exercise have given her a grace in her movements her midwife assures her is rare in mothers as far along as she is. With the help of her nightstand and a hand on her back, Lexa manages to find balance on her feet, walking towards the open window, hoping to find some relief in the fresh air that so wonderfully blows this high up in the tower. 

Just as a blow of air enters through the windows, making the light curtains and her own nightgown flow with it, Lexa feels the small bundle inside of her belly move. She smiles at the feeling, still so wonderfully refreshing every time it happens.

“Hello.” Lexa whispers to her stomach, soothing the swell of it. 

Talking aloud to someone who is not yet here has become more natural to her now. Clarke never hesitated to do it, speaking to Lexa’s stomach as if their child is a full developed human of body and spirit from the moment they found out she resided there. Lexa found it harder to be vocal about it, so used to speaking to the voices she shares a mind with quietly in her meditation instead of out loud to the baby that grows within her. But she finds comfort in it now. 

She exists, she is real. No longer a product of her imagination nor an untouchable reality. 

She kicks and she demands attention, soon growing too big for the confinements of Lexa’s bump. Strong willed and persistent Lexa imagines her. ‘Just a little baby growing healthy and strong as it should’, Clarke tells her. Lexa will roll her eyes but sink further into Clarke’s touch on her stomach.

A sting of pain to her left side goes as quickly as it arrived, and although Lexa winces at it, a smiles quickly creeps on her lips, knowing the baby is now fully awake, remaining her once more that any wherever Lexa walks these days, she never walks alone, “Hello, my little love.” 

The warmth of two hands wrapping around her waist make her tense up for a split second, the smell of honey and faint charcoal almost immediately making her relax. Elaina moves as the hands cradle Lexa’s stomach at it’s base, holding both mother and child, a gentle kiss placed on Lexa’s bare shoulder by the same pink pretty lips that minutes ago whispered nonsensical demands.

“Hello you two.” Raspy with sleep, Clarke’s voice sounds as much like honey as she smells like it.

Without hesitation, Lexa lets herself be held, sinking into Clarke’s arms with a sigh. The cool air blow again, moving Clarke’s blonde hair away from her red cheek, cooling down the slightly damp warm skin. 

Lexa turns slightly to place her lips on it, Elaina choosing the same moment to gentle tap her little hand where Clarke has hers. Against Clarke’s skin, Lexa chuckles at the baby’s gentle greeting of her mommy, “Heya ai hodnes”

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Not sure what this was actually referring to but... Lexa's type 🤭🤭🤭

This is *specifically* sugarbaby!Lexa’s type for sure for sure 🤭🤭🤭🤭

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Headcanon : in any au, Clarke is terrified of having sex with lexa the first time she’s pregnant. Like she finds her incredibly sexy, is super turned on, but the moment she sees her bump she goes all softie and she can’t do dirty things to her wife when she’s this pure.

I one hundred per cent agree with this headcanon!!!

Lexa is a physically strong woman so knowing her body, Clarke never had to worry much about being rough- because let's be real that *is* Clarke's prefered way of fucking - and Lexa always loved it. Its passionate and wild and exactly what they both need.

And once Lexa gets pregnant its like something switches in Clarke. Because Lexa isn't just herself now. She is growing their tiny little baby inside of her and to her Lexa is a full blown goddess for doing that. And fucking her, at least in the way they fuck, feels almost dirty and unholy. Yes yes, Lexa looks amazing, and there's this glow to her, and this confidence in what she is doing that makes her incredibly hot to Clarke and yet everytime she touches her Clarke can't help but be so so careful and soft and just unable to do anything that she does not consider holy to Lexa. Which is strange as Clarke has never been a woman of faith.

And for Lexa, who never once doubted her own strength or her capability of carrying this child and carry on life as always, having Clarke treat her this way is so sweet and flattering and so damn frustrating because she is horny and she wants her wife absolutely wrecking her, not going all softy on her everytime she sees her naked and catches a glimpse of the barely there swell of her tummy 🩷

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What if the storm badly damaged wilf Lexa's house so Clarke and Lexa are forced to share a bed together 🤭

None of that will be needed really, because after the storm little Wren demands to sleep in a bed with Lexa and Clarke, poor thing is pretty scared of being alone right now 🥺

Clarke hadn't even walked inside Lexa's room before and now she is lying in her bed facing her with a little girl clenching to the both of them. It won't take long before Clarke doesn't even blink twice when moving to Lexa's room for sleep. And then after 2 weeks when little Wren can finally sleep on her own, Clarke hesitates when moving to Lexa's room. But Lexa smiles, kisses her and tells her to come to bed, no use in sleeping in different rooms now 🥰