#clexa fanfiction

[clexmas24]

Hey everyone! Clexmas is right around the corner and will begin on the 16th of December this year, hope you’re ready! 

Clexmas is all about having all things Clexa that jingle with the holiday spirit. Reblog or send this post out to anyone you think will enjoy it! As a reminder here is how you can participate below. And our theme list for this year. 

How To Participate: Fanart, fanvids, fanfics, moodboards, photo manipulations, fic recs, anything that jingles Clexa with a Christmas/Holiday theme - let’s see it!

7 Days of Clexa: This will be 7 days of Holiday/Christmas themed posts. Reblog Share Repeat!

Send out ideas/prompts to your favorite writers and artists! Don’t forget to tag! 

#Clexmas24  #7DaysofClexa

Dec. 16 - Day 1: Home for the Holidays

Dec. 17 - Day 2: Naughty or Nice List

Dec. 18 - Day 3: Under the Mistletoe

Dec. 19 - Day 4: Snowed In

Dec. 20 - Day 5: Holiday Traditions

Dec. 21 - Day 6: Secret Santa

Dec. 22 - Day 7:  Free Day

[hedawanheda]

hold my crown (while i go down)

Clarke is failing her Intro to Women and Gender Studies class, so her frat assigns her a tutor to avoid going on academic probation.

A tutor who has a very unconventional way of helping Clarke learn.

or

fratboy!clarke and nerd!lexa

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[unchartedcloud]

The Last of Us AU

In the years following the Outbreak, the Fireflies have been convening as many medical minds as they can find to develop a treatment. Lexa Woods has been charged to bring one such mind safely across the country: Clarke Griffin, a medical student trained before the world went to hell. With that mission complete, Lexa looks forward to rejoining the fight against FEDRA--until her plans are scuttled by the same person she's grown to care for.

Chapter 7: Fireworks

She holds up the orders now crumpled up in her non-saluting hand. “What the hell, Clarke?”

Clarke folds her arms over her chest, raises an eyebrow, and looks so like her mother for a moment that Lexa has to blink a few times. “Can I ask to what you are referring?”

The formal language rankles, an attempt to distance her. In response, Lexa steps closer.

“I'm referring to this.” The crumpled paper and envelope hit Clarke's desk with a thunk. “I've been reassigned. To here.”

“What makes you think I had anything to do with that?”

“Are you saying you didn't?”

Clarke frowns. Her jaw works itself, like she’s considering her answer—which is really all the answer Lexa needs.

“I…” Clarke sighs and shrugs out of her lab coat, as if that somehow puts them on a more level playing field. The thought makes Lexa bristle with anger. “I may have had a hand in it.”

“May have?” Lexa's hands fly out to the side, palms up. “What the fuck, Clarke? What did you do?”

Read on Ao3.

[mozz14]

Mozz' finished Clexa works 2024!

Counting down to midnight, here are my completed works for 2024 - all links to AO3 found by clicking the title.

Alpha Dance Company

Contemporary dance AU. All dancers are alphas, or are they? Lexa Woods worked hard for her place, and cannot bear the the new blonde upstart, Clarke Griffin.

Maybe life should be about more than just survivor?

Workplace relationship prompt. On a beautiful tropical island, a doctor with a dark past and the driven producer of the latest in the Survivor series meet ... badly. Can they overcome their differences to save the show and it's contestants from dangerous forces that surround them?

Promise me (it's gonna be alright)

When the cynical leader of the sky people escapes from Anya's custody it's a bad time to be struck down by a mystery illness. When the otherwise uncompromising leader of the coalition finds her and brings her back to Tondisi for treatment it leads to unexpected alliances both personal and between their peoples. Will Clarke make it home in time to ensure peace and be there for her mate at a critical moment in their lives?

(moodboard credit: @thecrimsonknight)

Witch's Chimney

Collaboration with Macole85 ( @macolethings) who is also responsible for the moodboard!

Clarke and her daughter are fleeing civilisation into the secretive heartland of the continent where dark magic and mysteries are said to rule. Before she even crosses the mountain range, she finds a remote cottage hidden in the woods occupied by a stranger both mysterious and haunted.

Even though we celebrated 10 years of Clexa this year, I still have so many ideas. While you comment / reblog / kudos and basically keep reading, I'm going to try to keep on writing.

Special thanks to Shalli, who beta-ed nearly every chapter of these works and Macolethings and the other discord folk who've encouraged my writing this year.

Can't wait to see you all in 2025!

[butmakeitgayblog]

Medusa and The Blind Woman

Act I

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She crashes in on an easterly wave. 

One that threatens the bare spindles of a long dead port. The wind bites at stilts gnarled by sea salt and the negligence of time, threads of frayed twine whipping in retaliating lashes against the onslaught versus sturdy grecian wood. 

Lexa watches from on high, eyes on mastheads and white sails in the distance when she takes a moment to admire her only non-hissing companion, the sea. She stands an eagle in her nest of serpentine thorns, as the speck of a sailor draws near from the horizon, boat marching on the back of winds that carry it onward. The ocean howls of intruders long before they arrive, the swishing churn of embattled rip tides announcing the threat among rustled gusts and spits of algae foam. 

It's all become so painfully predictable. 

Lexa sighs at the sight of them marching on toward her fortress. 

A sinking weight floods her stomach, weary resignation presses heavy against her throat.

The grip of her spade reminds hers they mean nothing to her morning, to her unforgiving schedule that must be kept. What with the chill slipping through the cracks of a waning afternoon sun setting on the intruder's horizon. 

She doesn't bother to watch their approach further, instead keeping her thoughts to steady hands that churn earth and crumble stone, driving her blade against charcoal and turning it to soot. She checks her moorings to the west and fells a few fresh saplings for kindling. Nuisances in that particular corner of her nest of thorns, ones she's been waging a losing battle with for ages.

Her thoughts scatter like the seed and silt that pour through the calloused cracks of her fingers, wondering—

A sharp whine fills the air below, followed by a screech and crash of splintering wood. A thunderous boom echoes along the rockside loud enough to shake the very gravel under her feet followed by a full chested bellow.

"Gods damn it all!"

Lexa straightens from her work at the cry of anger, loud enough to have her dropping her tools where she stands. Loud enough to send a shiver across her scalp that hisses and spits its welcome in return. 

She slips past brambles and thickets of overgrowth. Moves between boulders and shrugging aside the hang of vine, winding her way to the edge of her oasis. The sweet scent of honeysuckle mixes with sea water as she moves close to the rocky ledge of the cliff shore. 

Careful to stay hidden, tucked neatly in the shadows, she lifts a few leaves on the tips of her finger to see her would be… captors…

Or. Captor.

The waters are littered with floating bits of dock and warped wood, now useless and broken into a thousand tiny shards that bob their way back out into the wild. 

In its place is a boat. 

A rather pathetic boat, Lexa notes at the feel of a nose nudging her cheek. A vessel of one lonely single seat, barely a rod for a mast, with two matching oars on each side. The sight of its paltry build makes her frown, her lips slackening in shock as she looks past the debris of the wreckage to the fleeing white sails receding into the burgeoning twilight distance. 

Another screeched caw from a circling bird above makes Lexa jump, ignoring the snap and hiss in her ear at the same time the air fills with a strained, "Oh shut up!"

Well.

This is certainly not what she had expected. 

Because…

She's blonde. 

Her apparent assassin is blonde. 

And a woman.  

Altogether a decidedly less muscular figure than Lexa had become accustomed to seeing her would-be heroes in the making that washed up on her shores. Not the type bearing rippling muscles, or the thuggish brawn born of beating one's own chest.

In fact, this assassin is downright dainty.  

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Read on AO3

[macolethings]

The First Date - Imperfectly Perfect Series

After working together for a few months, Lexa finally mustered up the courage to ask Clarke out on a date, giving Clarke a chance to see a completely different side of her. 

Read here on A03 or continue on below:

“Face shields, check. Neck guard, check.” Lexa said to herself, making sure she had everything she needed for her date with Clarke today.

Lexa had finally mustered up the courage to ask her on a real date after their recent “non-date” coffee date Clarke owed Lexa. There was a slight mishap of Clarke overhearing a phone conversation between Lexa and her sister Madi, and an assumption that the person receiving an “I love you” and “miss you” was a girlfriend or boyfriend. But it resulted in Lexa finding out that her attraction to Clarke was reciprocated.

Since most of their interactions happened while Lexa was training with the EMTs, which was Clarke’s domain, Lexa decided to show Clarke a little of her world on their date. Her hands had sweat the whole drive over to Clarke’ to Clarke’s house. It was beautiful outside, so she had the top to her jeep off and the air conditioner on blast trying to cool off and dry her hands.

When she reached Clarke’s door, she took a deep breath in to steady her heart and knocked on the door. Clarke was wearing black leggings and a light blue shirt that made her eyes pop. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail, and she had glasses resting on top of her head.

Clarke stepped out, tossing the duffle bag of extra clothes she was told to bring onto her shoulder and locking the door.  “So, where are you taking me?” Clarke’s asked as Lexa beckoned Clarke to hand her the bag.

“Well, I hope you don’t mind, but every third Saturday of the month, me and a group of friends meet up to play paintball. We could always use a plus one, so if you’re game?…” Lexa trailed off, unsure of how Clarke would react. But, Clarke had said she wanted to get to know her and this was a big part of Lexa.

Clarke’s eyebrow raised. “So, you want me to play paintball for the first time ever with a bunch of your friends? That regularly play?” A hint of a smirk peaked out on her lips.

“I am positive you’ll be able to hold your own.” Lexa beamed. “Plus, I’ll be there to protect you. Not that I think you’ll need it.”

They pulled into a gravel parking lot fifteen minutes later. There were three different fields, based on the mesh fencing Clarke could see.

Each one was built up entirely different than the others. One was a large field, filled with haystacks and wooden fencing randomly placed throughout its enclosure. Another had field had a tower at each end, with mini shipping containers spread about; a few of the containers even had doors.

The largest playing field was in between the two fields and behind the check-in station and equipment shed. The field was as big as the other two combined, and full of trees and shrubbery. At one end, there was a massive hill. Clarke swore she could see a bunker or two built into the hill itself. The other side was filled with… junk. But the junk has been used to make mini sheds and fences. It looked like a futuristic apocalyptic world where people used what they could to build new villages.

A gentle touch to Clarke’s lower back brought her attention to Lexa.

“That’s where we are playing today.” Lexa said, pointing to the massive field Clarke had just been eyeing. “My friends are over there,” she pointed to an area where a bunch of kids were gathered with a couple adults.

As they walked over, a boy barely into adulthood ran over to them, stopping in front of Lexa. Clarke was confused; he seemed too young to be part of the friends group Lexa mentioned.

“Commander,” he said, holding his arm out to Lexa, whose cheeks started to turn pink. She reached down and clasped his arm, giving it a shake.

“Good morning, Aden. Is everyone here?”

Aden told her they were just waiting on a few more people before turning to Clarke.

“Hi, I’m Aden.” He lifted his hand in a small wave. “You must be Clarke. It’s great to finally meet you.”

Lexa fidgeted for a second, before Aden continued. “Lexa talks about you all the time.”

She turned her head fully to Lexa and saw that the red of her cheeks had spread to the ears.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Aden.” Clarke finally returned back.

Aden took back off toward the group, leaving just the two of them.

“Those are your friends?” Clarke asked, just towards the kids.

Lexa smiled. “Yep.”

“Little young, aren’t they?” Clarke teased, causing Lexa to laugh.

Lexa went on to explain how the ragtag group came to be. When Lexa was growing up, the neighbors that lived next-door to her fostered kids that needed safe, temporary homes. The kids tended to latch onto Lexa, almost like she was a big sister. She fully understood that she was privileged to have a family; one that loved her unconditionally. So, she shared that love with the kids that came to live at the house.

When she moved to Arkadia she looked for a way to do something with the foster kids in town, even though she knew there would be a lot of studying, long days in school, and weekend military exercises. Once her background check was done, she was able to start working directly with the kids. It helped that those that worked for child services in Polis knew her as well.

One day, a few of them were out playing in a park and saw people playing paintball. They offered the kids the chance to shoot at some targets and the rest was history. With permission from their guardians, and with Aden’s help, the two started a monthly paintball meetup. It gave the kids a chance to release any anger they had in a fun way, and gave them all a sense of community.

“So, badass Lexa Woods is a softy?” Clarke asked.

“Absolutely.” She smiled. “But don’t tell anyone else that. I try to keep that a secret.”

“Sure thing, commander.” The pink rushed back to Lexa’s face fast and she dropped her head.

“Stupid Aden.” she mumbled.

Once everyone was present, Lexa announced they were playing on the Maunon Course and split the group up, making sure that both teams had the same number of adults. Then, the rules for the game were briefed.

The Mountain People would have a flag that the Tree People had to collect in order to win. It would be guarded inside the mini mountain itself. Meanwhile, the mountain people could snatch up the Tree People by pulling a flag off their person, and they would be forced to fight for the Mountain People. The game would end when the Mountain’s flag was caught or all of them were dead, or when all the Tree People were dead or captured.

“Isn’t this a bit intense for kids?” Clarke asked.

Lexa shook her head. “I always inform the guardians what the games will entail so they can decide if it’s the right fit. Sometimes we just use the other fields and play simpler games, but we finally got a reservation on this field and I wanted to go all out.”

Lexa donned all her equipment, and helped Clarke into the extras she brought for her. In Lexa’s opinion, Clarke looked adorable in all her gear, including the coveralls that were a bit too long, but had her name sewn into them. She gave Clarke the mask that had the full faceguard, keeping the simple goggle set for herself claiming that she was trained for this type of thing and would be just fine.

Lexa took Clarke off to the side and showed her how the gun worked. Then, she stood behind Clarke, setting her arms hands into the correct positions to ensure an accurate shot. She was surprised when Clarke hit near the bullseye each time.

“You sure you’ve never done this before?” Lexa asked. Her eyes dropped to Clarke’s lips for just a second, but it was long enough for Clarke to catch, who bit her lip and winked.

During the ten minutes each team had to come up with a strategy. Lexa and Clarke, leaders of the Tree People, came up with a plan to send a large group of the kids with Lexa towards the main entrance of the mountain, while a smaller stealthy faction broke off with Clarke to the smaller door on the back side. It was risky, but Lexa agreed it was a great option. If it didn’t work, they’d have to lure the mountain people out; Lexa potentially having to sacrifice herself for her people.

When the airhorn blew, chaos ensued. Some of the younger kids were too excited to stay put and instantly started running towards the hill and shooting at anything that moved. Yellow and blue paintballs could be seen flying through the air in all directions.

Clarke had done well keeping their small group a secret until one of the kids on her team got stuck in the tree. She had no idea how he got up there, but he had grown scared and wouldn’t come down. As she stood on a rock stretching out to get him, a few kids from the mountain ambushed them.

“Maunon!” the kid yelled, as they closed in around them. Lexa heard the scream and ran as fast as she could across the field. Most of her people had been taken and Lexa needed to save the few she had left. But she didn’t make it in time.  Clarke had just caught the falling kid, preventing him from hitting the ground, when both their flags were taken. With her people dwindling quickly it was time to sacrifice herself as a distraction; it was her team’s only hope.

Lexa jutted back and forth behind trees to reach the main door. As hard as she tried, she got hit in her right arm and leg in a few spots. She finally dove behind a tree close to her destination, doing everything possible to stay in the game.  

“I want to make a deal.” She yelled. When all eyes turned to her, she waved her hand giving her final two teammates the signal to move in. “I just want to talk!”

She stepped around the tree, hands up, and hoped they would honor her request.

Aden stepped out from the door, gun in hand. He didn’t let her speak. “The mountain people don’t make deals. Fire!!”

With that one word, yellow and blue pellets rained down on Lexa. She lifted her arms to cover her face and let the bracers take the brunt of any shots that went towards it. Looking back, maybe should have kept the full shield for herself. That thought was solidified when one ball broke through a gap and hit her in the lip. She dropped to her knees, the signal for them all to stop shooting.

She laughed through the pain as she started to call out. “Medic!” She sat up, groaning as blood dripped from her lip. “I need a medic. Woman down.” She flopped back down onto the ground, arms and legs sprawled out.

Clarke jogged over to her spot and took her mask off. She was relatively clean, but she had a few paint marks on her arms and legs as well. When she knelt down, she slowly lifted Lexa’s goggles up off her head.

“If I knew you would do something like that, I’d have switched masks with you.” Clarke said.

“I’m a gentlewoman, Clarke. I wouldn’t have accepted.” Lexa rubbed her face with her hands, smudging the paint on her face into a teary-eyed mask as it mixed with the sweat.  But all Clarke could stare at were the bright green eyes that looked excited to see her.

Clarke brought her hands up to Lexa’s face, turning it from one side to the other. Clarke gently traced her thumb underneath Lexa’s lip to get a good look at the gash, but just like their touches as work, it lingered longer than necessary. Lexa shivered at the soft, delicate touch.

“They got you pretty good.”

“It was worth it to save my people.” Lexa smiled, then twinged when it pulled the wound further apart.  

Clarke gasped and put her hand over her heart. “And here I thought you did it for me.”

“You are my people, Clarke.” Lexa said, smiling again. “Damnit!” she said a little too loud for the company they had around them. Her hand instinctively shot up towards her own mouth.

“Well, stop smiling.” Clarke told her.

“I can’t help when you’re around.” Lexa winked.

Clarke shook her head and laughed.

“Come on Romeo, let’s go clean that and get some ice on it.”

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Lexa stood under the shower in the locker room, letting the hit water relax her body. She always enjoyed paintball, but getting pelted numerous times, even with the protective armor, always left her body sore.

She was very attuned to the fact that Clarke was also showering, only two stalls over. So far, Lexa thought the date was going well. Clarke was excited to come try it again on one of the other fields, and when they walked to the locker room, Clarke stayed extra close to Lexa, brushing the backs of their hands together.

Lexa was also amazed at how well Clarke did great with the kids. Great may have been an understatement; the kids flocked towards her and she met each of them with the same level of excitement they brought to her.

Once she was dressed, Lexa stepped out of her stall to do her hair and makeup. She kept the makeup light and was starting on her hair when Clarke stepped out, still in her towel. Lexa tried to focus on putting the cream in her hair to control the waves, but she couldn’t stop looking through the mirror at Clarke’s legs and shoulders.  

“Forgot my bag in the locker.” Clarke said, when she saw Lexa looking at her, lifting her bag and walking back to the shower stall.

Lexa, ever the useless lesbian, just nodded dumbly and muttered a barely audible, “uh huh.” Once her distraction was out of site, Lexa shook her head and went back to her hair.

She debated on putting it back up when Clarke called out. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen your hair down. I love the waves.”

In that second, Lexa decided to leave it down, and control the waves.

When Clarke came back into the main area of the locker room she was dressed and her hair was down, but her bangs had been tied back.

“I just need to put on some makeup and I’ll be good to go.” Clarke told Lexa, saddling up next to her.

“I think you look perfect, just like that.” Lexa said, eyeing her though the mirror.

“Says the walking model.” Clarke retorted.

Lexa blushed and finished her light makeup and then gathered her stuff.

The drive to dinner was fun. Lexa and Clarke both swapped stories of their lives as Lexa drove them towards a lake to a small restaurant that specialized in a tapas; Lexa was a fan of getting several small plates so she could try as a many new foods as possible.

It took several attempts, but by the time they reached the halfway point of their drive, Lexa had successfully rested her hand on Clarke’s thigh. Clarke, a much braver person than Lexa, quickly grasped her hand and intertwined their fingers together. Even though it hurt, Lexa couldn’t help but smile, her thumb rubbing the back of Clarke’s hand. Ever the gentlewoman she claimed to be, when they arrived at the restaurant Lexa leapt from her door and ran over to Clarke’s to open it for her. She took her hand into her own, and escorted her inside.

Their seats were next to the water, and even though they knew they would be the butt if people’s jokes, they sat side by side to face the lake. There was lots of laughter, and subtle touches throughout the whole night; Lexa growing bolder as the night drew on.

At the end of the night, Lexa drove Clarke back to her house, walking her up to her step.

“I had fun today.” Clarke said, swinging their intertwined hands back and forth. “I didn’t expect to get shot at on a date, but the kids were cute.”

“Just the kids?” Lexa asked.

Clarke’s head bobbled back and forth, jokingly contemplating the question. She smiled when Lexa scoffed.

“How’s your lip?” Clarke asked when they stood across from each other. Her hand naturally reached up and her thumb brushed across her lips.

“Hurts.” Lexa said. “But, I hear kisses can make things better?”

“Is that a question?” Clarke asked. “Because I feel like after months of training with the EMTs you should be more knowledgeable.”

Lexa’s hand reached up and took hold of Clarke’s waist, pulling her in close.

“Well, then…” Lexa moved her head closer to Clarke’s. “In my expert option…”

Her words were cut off as Clarke’s lips captured hers. Lexa’s body melted into the kiss, and she pulled Clarke closer to her. It started off slow, but they both sunk into the kiss quickly. Lexa parted her mouth, and captured Clarke’s lower lip.

Lexa pulled away ever so slightly, brushed her nose against Clarke’s, then switched sides to kiss her again. Clarke opened her mouth this time, intensifying the kiss. Tingles shot down Lexa’s body to her stomach when she felt Clarke’s tongue brush against hers.

It was the best kiss Lexa had ever experienced, and she didn’t want to stop. She pivoted slightly and pressed Clarke back against the door. Her hand trailed up Clarke’s arm, up her neck, and combed through her hair, wanting to pull her deeper into the kiss. She couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face as a small moan came from Clarke, even if it did make kissing Clarke tougher to do.  

She hissed as the smile, once again, pulled the gash on her lip apart.

“Oh my god,” Clarke worried. “I completely forgot about your lip.”

Lexa shook her head. “This is definitely worth it.” She placed her forehead against Clarke’s head. “Seriously. I’ve wanted to do that for months now.”

Clarke leaned in, and gently pressed her lips against Lexa’s once more. “I had a fantastic time today. And, if you’re up to it, I’d like to take you on a date.”

Lexa nodded. “As long as there is minimal risk of injury, I’m game.”

[talktomeinclexa]

My Works on Ao3

WIPs

The Royal Guard

Princess Clarke of Arkadia is kidnapped by mercenaries while on a visit to one of the kingdom’s cities. Her abductors treat her well enough, but everything becomes more complicated when their client orders them to execute her. Lexa thought this was just another job. High risk, high pay. But when push comes to shove, will she betray her orders or her heart?

Alpha Your Way Into My Heart

One moment of distraction is all it takes for Clarke to accidentally send a text admitting how much Lexa’s scent affects her to the wrong addressee. Lexa. Her Alpha roommate on the cusp of her rut. The situation would be only slightly mortifying and complicated if Clarke wasn’t also an Alpha. In a world where biology and prejudices often go hand-in-hand, will the two women get their happy ending?

The 13th Kingdom

Lexa, a half-wolf from the 10th Kingdom, is caught “sheep worrying.” Prince John gives her a choice: to rescue the 13th Kingdom’s princess, Clarke of house Griffin, for him, or to spend years in jail. Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea, Lexa accepts. She sets on a dangerous quest, unaware of the troubles awaiting her, the worst of which could be the cursed princess she is sent to rescue.

Clarke The Vampire Slayer

When Clarke, a young student with a clear idea of what her life will be, wakes up one morning with superhuman strength, destiny comes knocking on her door. Sent to Polis to prevent a demon from opening the Hellmouth, she can count on Lexa—the mysterious owner of a magic shop—and new friends to help her dispose of vampires, demons, and other evil creatures. But will she succeed in stopping the Apocalypse?

On the Ground All Can Hear You Scream (Mount Weather Clarke/Heda Lexa)

Novitiate Lexa is captured by reapers and wakes up prisoner in a cage, not knowing that the blonde who finds her there will change her destiny. Unless this enemy turns out to be who Fate had in store for her?

Main part of the On the Ground series

Complete Works

Monsters Among Us

South of France, May 1767. A large beast has been terrorizing the province of Gévaudan for nearly three years, preying on lone boys and girls tending their livestock. The press, idle since the end of the Seven Years’ War, loses itself in conjecture based on the witnesses’ descriptions. What is to blame? A pack of man-eating wolves, a lion, a hyena escaped from a zoo…? Exasperated by the creature’s growing streak of victims and refusal to die, Louis XV dispatches Lexa Woods to the area. After all, who better than a monster hunter to kill a beast that bullets fail to slow down?

Days of Crisis

Sheriff Lexa Woods’s life is turned upside down when a hurricane hits her small Californian town, bringing in its midst Clarke Griffin, a beautiful geologist as smart as she’s brave. But when Clarke returns a few months later to study Polis’s geographical situation and assess the risks in case more natural disasters occur, neither can deny the attraction anymore. Will they manage to open up before a series of catastrophes puts their lives at risk?

The Marriage Pact

Two childhood best friends swear to marry each other if they are still single by thirty-four. As the years pass and no one else seems good enough, the deadline approaches. Will they go through with it? Can one marry their best friend and truly be happy?

On the Groud You Will Grow Strong

A series of snippets taking place before On the Ground All Can Hear You Scream or between Clexa’s first meeting and their reunion 6 years later.

Code Blue at the Zoo

“Code Blue. I repeat, we have a Code Blue at the Snow Leopard enclosure. All personnel, insure the safety of our guests. Officer Woods, please locate Doctor Griffin and find the animal before it harms a visitor.”

Thank You Technical Issues

If Clarke had any hope of hiding how her day went from her mother, it dies the moment Abby sees them. […] “Mom, this is Lexa, my girlfriend.” The lie flies from her subconscious directly out of her lips.

Eternity in Your Arms

How far will Clarke go to save her dying brother? Will she dare make a deal with a creature of the night as beautiful as she’s ancient?

Mend the Heart You Broke (Heal the Wounds You Caused)

Clarke and Lexa led the perfect life. Married, two children, a big house, a group of reliable friends. Until Lexa cheated on her wife and the idyllic picture was smashed to bits. Three months later, Clarke is still trying to put the pieces of her heart together when Lexa slowly comes back into her life. The path to forgiveness will force the artist onto a self-introspection journey that won’t leave anyone unscathed. But isn’t true love worth the fight?

Tackle My Heart

Clarke and Lexa are two young professional football players often pitted against each other on the field. It’s a good thing the two enemies have found a way to relieve some of the tension growing between them.

On the Ground Your Heart Will Go On

When Raven gets her heart broken, Anya takes it upon herself to avenge her. A Ranya interlude in the On The Ground series.

A Feeling More Universal Than War (Enemies to Lovers)

Two soldiers, one Red, one Blue, are brought together by the circumstances after a devastating battle. Despite the animosity between their two countries, they will have to work together if they hope to survive. Can they let go of prejudice and personal grief long enough to make it out alive?

You Put The Wild In Wild West (Sheriff/Bandit AU)

Sheriff Lexa Woods sees the peace in her little town compromised when a gang of robbers, The Delinquents, set their eyes on the best Polis has to offer.

Ad Astra Per Aspera (Roman AU)

Sent into unofficial exile by Emperor Thelonius, Centurion Clarke Griffus Flavius crossed the Roman Empire all the way to Hadrian’s Wall to deliver orders to the garrison. Accompanied by her most loyal friends, she decided to go beyond the call of duty and traveled behind the wall to warn the Romans there of the upcoming dangers. How could she have known that her destiny was waiting for her there, in the middle of a strange land not half as beautiful as the Pict serving as their guide?

Pay It Forward

Clarke is a mess who ends up being arrested after her boyfriend breaks a window. Lexa, the unfortunate owner of the café with said broken window, comes up with a way for Clarke to repay her without ending up with a record. How will that small act of compassion bring them closer?

More Than A Makeover (Queer Eye AU)

The Fab Five are tasked with helping baby gay Lexa Woods come out of her shell and shine. But maybe all the girl really needs is for someone to notice her. For example, a certain blonde camera operator on your favorite Reality TV Show.

A Green Card for a Blue and Yellow Girl (Arranged Marriage AU)

When Clarke accompanied Sean Penn in Ukraine to film a documentary, she didn’t expect to return home with a woman and her son. And when it becomes clear that, in order to stay, Lexa needs a green card, she offers to marry her. That’s what nice people do, right?

The South Tower (Trapped AU)

When a plane collides with the South Tower of the World Trade Center, Clarke and Lexa are trapped inside.

All That Glitters Is Not Gold (Pirate AU)

Lexa, a pirate and the captain of The Flame, has been looking for the treasure of Titus the Bald for years. One day, she finally gets her hand on one part of the map leading to it. But French soldiers are in ambush and take her prisoner. Will Lexa manage to escape and resume her quest? Or will she find herself on a journey she would never have planned for, in the company of a French officer too beautiful and brave for her own good?

Stages of Grief (Bring the Light Back in Me)

Clarke releases the lever and watches as the residents of Mount Weather take their last, deadly breath. Her soul shatters under the weight of what she has done. Will she ever manage to pull herself back together? Can she forgive Lexa for her betrayal? Can she forgive herself? Not all at once, and not easily. But step by step, and one encounter after another, she finds herself closer to acceptance.

Wanna Be My Pandemic Buddy? (COVID AU)

When Clarke, a graphic designer stuck at home during the lockdown hears about the Dutch Institute for Public Health’s official guidance to find someone to “share physical contact with” to limit the risks, she realizes that this might be her chance to get Lexa, her beautiful neighbor, into her bed. They start sleeping together and the chemistry is amazing, but will they manage to get over their emotional constipation before the pandemic ends?

First Date (Modern AU)

The woman who takes the seat across the table is, by far, the most stunning she has ever seen. With her hair in a lazy but sophisticated bun, elegant clothes, and just enough makeup to show that she made an effort, she’s perfect. Lexa should have expected it; she has seen photos of her… But they didn’t do her justice, and for a moment, she finds herself tongue-tied, her mouth open in surprise.

Our Revolution (Historical/Assassin’s Creed AU)

Lexa, an Assassin saved by Titus when she was a child and trained by him since, is injured during a mission and saved by a young physician named Clarke. The two of them rapidly become close, despite Lexa’s dangerous life.

As the French Revolution plays around them and the Templar threat increases, will the two women survive long enough to see it through and get their happy ending?

Where the Sky Touches the Sea (Fairy Tale AU)

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away from here, lived a sweet and beautiful princess. One day, she saved the life of one of the sworn enemies of her people, a young mermaid with mesmerizing green eyes. How could she have known that this fortuitous encounter would change both their lives forever?

Will You Be My Robinson? (Enemies to Lovers)

Clarke, a promising graphic designer for a marketing agency, is sent to the Philippines with some coworkers to visit the new office there. Their trip ends with a few days of vacation on Palawan Island. When a typhoon comes out of nowhere, Clarke ends up stranded on a deserted island with the one person she can’t stand, her workplace nemesis, Lexa. Will the two women learn to cooperate so they can survive long enough to be rescued? Or will they try to strangle each other before anyone can even notice they are missing?

The Iliad

Lexa, the best warrior that ever lived, and her cousin Anya accompany the Greek army on its way to Troy to recover Helen, queen of Sparta and Bellamy’s wife, kidnapped by the Trojan prince Finn. Will the two lovers and their faithful Myrmidons be able to conquer the impregnable fortress, or will they succumb to fate and the blue eyes of a prisoner?

Where the Wild Things Are (Hunters/hybrids AU)

A determined hunter stumbles onto a clan of hybrids and gets more than she bargained for. A millennium-old hybrid discovers that her soulmate belongs to a prominent family of hunters. An orphaned teenager learns that destiny has more in store for her than she could have prepared for. Threats grow in the shadows, waiting to strike at the hybrids and the hunters. Will old rancors leave enough room for new alliances and feelings to bloom?

Jurassic Park

Lexa Woods, an eminent paleontologist and a professor at Polis University, was invited by Marcus Kane, an eccentric billionaire, to visit and possibly endorse his “theme park” after she gained some popularity on the Internet through a TED talk. A few days later, she finds herself on a remote island with not-extinct-anymore dinosaurs, a beautiful vet, and two kids. What could go wrong indeed?

Eden (Canon Fix-It Post Season 4)

After the second Praimfaya, Clarke finds herself alone on Earth. Or so she thinks until the panther that swallowed the Flame and Lexa’s consciousness leads her to Shallow Valley.

We Met Again (Canon Fix-It Ending)

The last test was taken, and now it is time to face the consequences. Will Clarke finally get her happy ending?

Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting – External Ghost; Than an interior Confronting – That Whiter Host

Depressed teenager Lexa meets Ghost Clarke. The two become fast friends as Clarke helps the girl navigate life’s hardships. But what happens when feelings blossom between the two?

Not All Treasure’s Silver And Gold (Pirate AU)

Captain Clarke is taken prisoner on The Flame, the infamous frigate led by a merciless pirate known as The Commander.

Big Brother Is Watching You

A suspicious Google search history leads to a misunderstanding. Starring: klutzy Clarke and her new neighbor, shy Lexa

Hold Me Tight (Elyza Lex/Alicia Clark; FTWD AU)

On the Abigail, Alicia strikes up a conversation with a stranger on the radio. When the woman shows up uninvited and steals some of their food, neither of them knows that it’s only the beginning of their story. But the dead aren’t quite gone, and the living are hungrier than ever. Will the two women get the happy ending they deserve?

[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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[lesbiwlw]

So...... I might have just fucked around and posted a new chapter of my clexa fic that hadn't been updated in like 8 months....

anyway, here it is:

[anonfanfic]

Chapters: 11/? 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.

[clexmas24]

Clextober 2024

Hey everyone! Time got away from me and I didn't really get around to planning anything for Clextober this year but I noticed we had someone share a post and I figured what the hell we could still do it and just have the rest of October towards Clextober. This year we will do 31 prompts for Clextober. Post anytime this October. We will not have a set week. So pretty much anything Fall or Halloweenish I will reblog. Sorry for dropping the ball this year. How To Participate:

Fanart, fanvids, fanfics, moodboards, photo manipulations, fic recs, anything that screams Clexa with a spice of Fall/October/Halloween - let’s see it!

Don’t forget to tag!  #Clextober24

[hedawanheda]

no body, no crime

There’s a serial killer on the loose in Arkadia. Unluckily for them, there is also a bored necromancer in town who loves to play pranks by resurrecting their victims.

Neither are aware that they are dating each other.

or

a clexa serial killer/necromancer au

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[owl127]

Clexa

Fanfiction by owl127 i. The Shot

Lexa was in, and Anya, and an entire team behind them after a historical comeback against a European powerhouse. That meant Lexa would play the game of her life against the love of her life. OR Soccer rivals clexa meet in the world cup

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ii. Single Moms

Single moms meet at boy band concert.

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iii. Sky

"Prompt: Canonverse, Clexa talking about what it was like living in the sky. Clarke talking about her time in solitary and before that. Then came the inevitable topic of what Earth looked like/what does it look like living on the ark. Clarke tries to explain the beauty but also the loneliness of the view of Earth and stars, which is quite unfathomable to Lexa. So Clarke paints one to show her. I haven't seen a fic where Clarke paints the Earth. I think there should be one."

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iv. Captain's Daughter I

Dear owl, I’ve been watching 21 jump street (the one with Jonah hill) and I was laughing so hard at the scene in which he ducked the captain’ daughter without knowing, the captain finding out and the conversation afterwards at the office, would you mind making it clexa ? One of them fucked the other who’s the captains daughter ?

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v. Captain's Daughter II

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vi. Captain's Daughter III

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vii. Captain's Daughter IV

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viii. Basketball Injury

“Sure, babe.” Clarke adjusted in her seat, massaging her thigh again. “I’m sorry you can’t play tonight. I was looking forward to destroying you.” That made Lexa smile. “In your dreams, Griffin.” “Oh, but my dreams about you are quite different, Lex.”

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ix. Pre Game

I love your sports fics!! Can you write one (preferably in the Clexa universe) where Lexa has to get off before the game or else she doesn’t play well because she’s all horny. Im indifferent as to if it’s another locker room based fic, or it could be Lexa and Clarke are rooming together at an away game and Lexa keeps waiting for Clarke to fall asleep so she can mastrubate and Clarke ends up hearing and helping her out. Also I love the football world but whatever

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x. Wednesdays

“She’s important to me,” Lexa confessed, not meeting Anya’s eyes. “I know. She made it to Wednesdays.”

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xi. Firefighter

"I got the ring," she said, and Anya froze with her spoon halfway to her mouth. "No shit. For real?" "For real."

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x. Support

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[unchartedcloud]

Chapter 1: It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Lexa Woods - divorcée, parent, and owner and proprietor of the Polaris Inn - has her hands full trying to manage her small, ski-side inn as the winter holidays descend on her equally small town. Amidst the craziness, she certainly doesn't anticipate finding an unconscious blond out on the back trails, who later wakes with no memory of who she is. Unwilling to condemn her to a hospital bed for the holidays, Lexa offers the mystery woman a room at her inn until she recovers her memory - and recovers her sense of romance along the way. In other words: a Clexa AU loosely based on the Lindsay Lohan Netflix movie. Also known as the Hallmark AU.

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[mozz14]

A Home for the Holidays?

Clexmas 2024 - Historical AU - read here on AO3

Destitute, in disguise and on the run. Clarke Griffin is a long way from anywhere. As her young daughter's cough gets more persistent, the snow begins to fall. Surrounded by forest, a widow is only just holding it together for the sake of her son. Perhaps together they might find a home for the holidays

[butmakeitgayblog]

Teach Me

Ch. 6

It's a Date

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Lexa felt like she was walking on air.

A grin had tugged at the edges of her lips since the second she'd woken up, after having fallen asleep smothering an equally droopy smile into her pillow as she'd replayed the previous day on a loop. 

Because it was stupid, and she was stupid and quite possibly in more trouble than she'd ever been in her entire life.

And yet…

Clarke had kissed her back.

Enthusiastically, if her admittedly overeager imagination wasn't getting the best of her. Which was entirely possible, given the decidedly indecent singular track her mind seemed incapable of straying from. 

Quite plainly, it all always came back to Clarke. 

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